For as long as I can remember, I've been infatuated with body piercings, from the first time I saw a male nipple piercing on MTV to when I discovered BME on the newly blossoming internet. I was most fascinated with pierced nipples throughout adolescence and even pierced my own with an all too thick needle, but never felt comfortable leaving it since I knew no one would accept this shy, nerdy kid with such "outrageous" accessories. I let it go for many years and never really thought about it seriously, resigning myself to fake piercing jewelry in the privacy of my own home. Then, a few years ago, the urge began to grow within me once again and eventually became undeniable, but this time for a Prince Albert.
At A Glance Author bross Contact bross@bme.anon When Three months ago Artist Mik Miller Studio Body Xtremes Location Boston Now at 28, I desired nothing more than to see a fat, steel ring through the head of my cock. And this seemed like the perfect solution for me. Not only was it the most exciting piercing to me, but it was also the most private, and only me and my piercer had to know about it. So, one day I called the piercing shop around the corner and the piercer told me I could come in anytime that day and he would do it. So I did - right away.
I had never been in a tattoo or body piercing shop before and felt pretty out of place, but everyone was very nice. I spoke briefly to the piercer, who was pretty heavily adorned himself as you might expect, and he shared with me a little about his own PA. He had stretched pretty quickly up to a 2ga, but found it got to be too much during sex. He took it out and it closed up very fast. He re-pierced it but now stays at a 6 ga. I wondered if I would be a quick healer as well.
I signed the paperwork and we went back to the room. I probably wasn't dressed very appropriately for the occasion - tight-ish pants. Shorts or baggy jeans would've been better, but I dropped those tight pants (underwear as well) and was ready to go. I was embarrassed to be a little erect, and slightly, um, wet? I tried to nonchalantly wipe away the pre-cum before he got started, but he noticed and told me not to worry about it and then wondered if I was typically semi-erect as I was now. I stupidly said "No". What can I say, I was excited about what was about to happen.
He talked me through what he was about to do, cleaned everything up, and then started the procedure. I was committed to this and needed no talking to, but it was very nice of him to get me in the mind set. He got out his supplies and inserted the receiving tube - a little weird but nothing too unusual. Then, with the needle in place, and a slight pressure, POP! I was pierced. The 10ga CBR followed immediately through and everything looked great. I have to admit it was actually slightly more painful than I expected, but not really so bad. He finished things up and then stuck the "bloody glove" on me.
Over the next couple days I discovered that I was a "bleeder", however the bleeding eventually subsided and I was elated with my new piercing. Quickly, I wanted to up-size and so I started ordering larger rings up to a 2ga. I began changing up the piercing about every two weeks with no problem whatsoever. I was always "ready" for the next size with very little or no discomfort. When I switched to my 2 ga curved barbell, however, that's when my problems began.
I don't know if it was the speed with which I stretched, my underwear, the weight of the piercing, or just my body, but within a day, that ring made a place of it's own, stretching the opening of my urethra to twice its normal size and decreasing the piece of skin between the opening and the piercing to less than 1/8". I took it out immediately hoping it would go back to normal but it never did. That was the last time I wore that piercing for more than a few hours at a time.
There was no tearing technically, so I don't know if this would be considered migration or what, but it was upsetting. All those years of anticipation gone. The hole eventually shrunk down to a 6ga opening, but a ring never looked right in there again. I even tried smaller diameter rings, but it just looked like an unsubstantial, surface piercing. I don't know, but there's just something about a heavy gauge ring that's truly "through" your dick. Over the next couple years, I wanted that feeling back and spent countless hours on-line looking for ways to correct the problem, but to no avail.
Finally, I realized that just a short drive out of the city was one of New England's most experienced (if not THE most experienced) body piercers. So I drove to Body Xtremes to meet Mik Miller, with the intention, if he didn't have any corrective ideas, of just going deeper. I arrived at the quiet shop in Quincy MA in the early evening, about an hour until closing, and explained the problem. He said the only thing he could think of was having my doctor put a few stitches in it. But for me, that was out of the question. So I brought up the idea of getting another PA, but this time a deep PA. He explained that in Massachusetts, legally, he could only go so deep, but after having a look, he determined there was plenty of room left to work with.
So, second time around, I was the most nervous about my "excitement" level, but it wasn't an issue this time. Some small drippage, but other than that, it was a turtle hiding in its shell. On second thought, I'm not sure which was more embarrassing.
Now, it should be noted that Mik is probably one of the most heavily modified persons I've ever seen in person - tattoos over every inch of his body including his head and face, multiple facial piercings, horns in the ears, everything. So, needless to say, I had no problems with him taking care of me. As before, he shared with me about his own PA. Similarly, he went pretty big, up to a 0 ga I believe, and then back down because it got to be too much. But, he said, before he knew it, he was back up to a 2 ga. So, clearly I'm not the only one infatuated with the weight and size of a large gauge piece of stainless steel through his dick.
With the help of his friendly assistant, he prepped me and marked the hole. With a mirror, he showed me the location and it looked good to me - about 3/8" - 1/2" farther down than where the original hole now was. He told me to breathe easy and once again I felt the process begin. With a quick push and a pop, I officially had my second piercing. I think I actually bled more this time than the first and it continued for a few days. With the roper care, things once again cleared up. It looks great and once again I have a normal looking PA.
Now, because of my prior issue, he went with a smaller gauge ring - 14 ga cbr, but I new I'd start switching up soon, so that didn't really bother me. I was afraid to go too fast, but obviously couldn't wait very long and after 6 weeks, easily went to a 12. I'm trying to practice patience, but don't know how long I'll be able to wait before going up again. I'm excited to get to a 2ga again and maybe this time, I'll even go for a 0 ga, or dare I say a 00 ga ring. What I'm really excited about, once I'm set on my final size, is getting a prince's wand. The thought of 5" of steel inside me like that and my cum shooting out the end gets me pretty hard. I bought one before when I tried to "resurrect" the old piercing, but it wasn't sized properly and just looked silly.
So anyway, that's where I am now. Don't know if I'll ever get the nips done, but who knows, maybe I'll be a late bloomer. I am pretty big into the nipples these days. I can definitely see going back to add a few more pieces to the prick, but I'm excited to focus on what I've got for now. A beautiful new Prince Albert.