16th December 2005, 8am, I should be sleeping but instead I am up and getting ready to go to girlfriends house so she can take me for some piercings. I am controlling my nerves pretty well, but occasionally, they overwhelm me, and the bodies natural fight or flight reaction kicks into place. Run I think to myself, but quickly slap myself out of it.
At A Glance Author Mr C When It just happened Artist Chantel Studio Kevin's custom tattoos Location Cresta Centre Johannesburg South Africa We arrive at the centre, and park the furtherest away. Not smart but it is the only parking available. In the elevator, the doors close and nothing happens, it has broken down! I think this is surely a sign that it is not meant to be pierced, but just then the doors reopen. Damn, I say to myself. Great, it is now 2 flights of stairs I am going to have to navigate with holes in my penis!?
At the shop, they push back my appointment an hour from 11am to 12pm. Gives me time to go buy some things needed for next few weeks and freak out totally.
We go to Clicks and get distilled water, sea salt, Protex soap and male urine pouches (it is like a diaper that goes over your penis and absorbs urine. Mainly for people with bladder control problems, but I figure it will work well for the bleeding, and it works great, get some!).
We go back to the shop after a sugar drink. The shop has pictures of tattoos on the walls; it is white and cold, very sterile.
We sit and wait a little bit more and then I am called into the back. Surgical steel, operating tables, chairs, sterile containers. It is so impersonal and once again cold, but at least I know it is sterile and clean.
She sets up separators like you would find in a hospital, tells me to drop my pants and lie on table. I quickly discuss with her what I want. She is a little surprised, 2 foreskin piercings, a Prince Albert and pubic piercing. All to be done now. She recommends I do not go with pubic since it is a surface piercing and I am putting a lot of strain on my body already. It might increase chances of rejection, she says. So I agree and decide that in 2 months I will come for it.
I lay back on table, and do my slow breathing and feel her start with Prince Albert.
In goes receiving tube into my urethra, that was not bad at all, the guys at BME overreacted a little, so this probably will not be so bad, I think to myself.
Holy Fook! The pain is intense, was not even ready! And then at its peak, she twists the needle and pushes into receiving tube.... The pain was nothing short of completely excrusiating, there's just no words for it. She did not get needle into tube first time so the pain lasted about 4 seconds, but those were the longest seconds of my life!
The putting in of the ring is just as painful and uncomfortable, but it is over soon enough. She asks if I am alright, to which I respond that was a little uncomfortable, but I am all good, and inside, all I am doing is crying for my mommy. haha
The 2 foreskins are next, she marks it and once again, no warning or anything, not even clamps it, just pushes it in and wiggles it around to find the exit point... once again, she asks, and I say all is good, meanwhile inside in whimpering like a little child.
Then the other; I must say, they too were very painful and intense, at same level as Prince Albert, but short lived in comparison.
Just as an indication as to what I felt, I have had one of the worst breaks in my ankle, been stabbed, tattoo on my pubic mound and hip bone, broken and dislocated many things, but this was the worst pain ever. But it was over pretty quick thankfully.
She wrapped it up and I pulled up my pants carefully, payed and off we went.
Still did a bit of shopping and walking or climbing stairs was not a problem at all.
Finally got home, and went for a shower to clean it, bleeding very little...
Those male urine pouches work very well. During the night, I bled a little more, but certainly nothing to be alarmed about.
My first urination went well, thank goodness for my strong pc muscle, took me 6 minutes for a wizz, cause it was start, stop, start, stop... very frustrating.
It was my 3rd urination that was painfull, like a thorn bush being pulled out of ur urethra. Peeing into warm water will defintely help here.
During the night, a couple of times it pulled a little as I moved awkwardly, but in all, not bad at all.
It looks absolutely awesome, feeling still to be felt. But I would get it done just for the looks itself.