For a few years now I've been a bit irritated at how boring and predictable my friends think I am. Ok, so I've worked the same job for 25 years and been married to the same woman for 32... and yeah, I don't drink, don't smoke and I consider every angle before I make a decision, but deep down I know there lurks a guy who wants to prove them all wrong. A guy who wants to do something that none of his friends would believe he did. In short, I wanted to do something totally out of character... but what?
At A Glance Author Greg Contact Greg@bme.anon When It just happened Artist Cynthia Studio CM Hurt Location Garden Grove, CA I thought of a number of ideas, but they either seemed to be not enough, or they were things that I'd do only to prove my point; I really had no interest in them otherwise. One of these ideas was to get a tattoo. I know no one would believe I'd do that so I spent some time visiting tattoo sites on the internet. After a few months of that I gave up the idea, as I couldn't think of anything I really wanted permanently on my body. However, in visiting those sites I saw that most of them also did piercing and out of curiosity, I checked that out too.
I saw several piercings that were interesting, but the only one that really held my interest was the Prince Albert. I kept coming back to that for a long time and got more and more convinced I wanted one, but there were two problems. The first was what my wife would say when I told her what I wanted to do. The second was the fact that being 51 and pretty conservative in appearance, I felt very strange going into a piercing studio and asking someone to put a hole in my cock.
About this time my wife had been going through some personal problems of her own and if I may be immodest, I was a rock for her. I stood by her while she talked endlessly of the issues that were bothering her... and I knew she appreciated it. Still, I was shocked when I finally broached a PA as the 'something out of character' that I wanted to do and she responded by saying, "You've put up with me and my issues, if you want to do that, go for it!" I had the 'OK' I needed; now I had to find a place I could have do this that wouldn't make me feel too strange.
I turned once again to the internet and to BMEzine.com for help finding the right studio. I read about numerous people's experiences and searched for good studios in Orange County and finally focused in on CM Hurt in Garden Grove. I liked that Cynthia (the owner) is very well known as a real professional as well as the fact that she has been teaching a number of classes to the California Environmental Health Inspectors. Once I began emailing her, I also liked the patience she showed in replying with complete and sometimes humorous answers to my nervous and naïve questions. I must have emailed her 5 times before my appointment was set.
So to the point (no pun intended), I showed up on Thursday, Sept. 21st for my appointment. She greeted me at the door and gave me some paperwork to fill out. I'm sure no one could possibly read anything I wrote... my hands were shaking so much I couldn't write worth a damn! Anyway, once done, she began telling me what to expect, aftercare, and so on. She asked if I had any questions and then led me to the workstation in the back. We chatted a bit as she got everything ready then returned with a full tray and it was time.
I should mention that one of the questions I had emailed her about was regarding what gauge to use. I had read most people started with either a 10 or 12 gauge 5/8 inch CBR, but she said the smallest she would go was 10G, and that she would do from 10 to 4 gauge. After discussion, I decided on an 8 gauge... what the hell... it wasn't that much bigger! Now, looking at the needle on the tray, I was wondering if I was an idiot or just a fool... that thing looked vicious!
At any rate, I was committed... she had me naked from the waist down and sitting on the chair. I asked her if any guys wanted to watch and she laughed and said most just turned their heads the other way. I could feel her marking where the hole would go, then she said she thought a bigger diameter ring might be better for me as the 5/8 inch looked like it might pinch and she went to get one.
When she returned, she asked if I'd ever had anything up my urethra and said that this might feel strange. She then began inserting the receiving tube. As she did this, she said she'd like me to practice breathing. I almost told her I'd been doing that all my life, but decided for once to just shut up and follow orders. She wanted me to breathe in through my nose and out through my mouth. I started doing that as she fiddled with the receiving tube.
Now, as I said, I've read hundreds of people's descriptions of their piercings so I knew what came next... she'd tell me to breath 3 times and on the third one she'd do it, right? Wrong! As I lay there getting psyched, WHAM! I felt a somewhat reasonable prick, and as the thought formed, 'Is she doing it', it was followed by a half second of light exploding in my head and it was over. That last half second hurt but it was short and done! I was left lying there with this glorious thought... I DID IT!
I think I said something stupid as a joke like "When are you going to start", but all I really remember is the relief... it was over! And then as I started to come down a bit from the high I was on, another feeling came on... embarrassment. It seemed that I was having an unusual reaction... I... well... ok, I had a hardon! Cynthia had said at the beginning that you don't want that to happen since it tended to make the blood hit the ceiling and although that was an exaggeration, it was causing a fair amount of bleeding.
Let me tell you, it's very difficult to concentrate on losing an erection. The more you try, the worse it gets! Cynthia had me hold gauze over it as she got some ice and when she returned, she laughed and told me that I had a masochist streak a mile wide. She then squirted me down with ice water and got things under control. She cleaned me up and I got my first look... It was beautiful! Love at first sight!
After I finally sat up slowly... then stood up and got dressed, we went out front where I paid and tipped Cynthia. We shared a hug, and I walked out that door feeling great!
As for the 48 hours since... I did bleed a bit for the rest of the first day. I was wrapped in gauze and a kind of mesh sock and it was a bit bloody by the time I took it off. Overnight, I had just a small amount of bleeding and by the second day it's slowed to a drop of blood here and there. Unlike many that I've read about, I've had no burning when I pee... I think all the water I've been drinking has diluted.
Anyway, for those in the OC, if you want a piercing, see Cynthia at CM Hurt... you won't be sorry!