Business shirts with a pocket on both sides.
Virtually nobody knows that I have wanted a piercing for a VERY long time.
I was only around 15 when I started wanting an ear ring. I once even got an ear pierced at a local hairdresser when I was a teenager, but didn't last long. When I came home my Mum began to cry and asked, "So you're gay, are you?". That was not at all what I had expected, and I removed it within minutes.
I thought about piercings on and off for many years. I was a bit like the "runaway bride" on many occasions. I think I had my ear pierced three times, but never lasting more than an hour. In university I even almost had an apadravya, but when I thought how my future wife might feel about it on our wedding night, I pulled out.
Once married, I occasionally talked with my wife about getting a nipple pierced. She would say, "I'm not going to tell you not to, but I'd rather you didn't." She really doesn't like nipples, and would much rather they didn't exist at all.
After a 4 years of marriage, when I was 28, I even had my left nipple pierced with a captured bead ring. But then I remembered that I was meant to be going to a family pool party that night. 200m down the road, I turned around and went back to have it removed. I was really embarrassed. I fessed up to my wife, who thought the whole thing was rather strange. She was a bit annoyed at me for not talking about it with her first. While she said she was glad I didn't keep it, she also said she half wished she'd seen what it looked like first.
Anyway, I'm 34 now, still happily married with gorgeous little kids. I am a straight guy, and also a "white-collar" professional. What is more, I am really quite conservative. I am a Christian. My wife and I church weekly, do bible study, and generally try to live out our Christian beliefs.
Still, I have maintained a desire to have a piercing, and don't see that as in conflict with following Jesus except.... the one thing that has stopped me is that I vowed to love and honour my wife. As husband and wife, my body belongs to my wife at least as much as it does to me.
Anyway, 3 weeks ago we got talking about lots of personal stuff. I piped up with, "I know you might think it's weird, but I have still always wanted a nipple ring".
We talked about it for a while, and ultimately she said, "I'm not going to tell you not to do it, but I don't really understand why you want one." I guess I took this as permission to have a piercing. I planned to have it done a week later. I kept wanting to tell her about my plans, to confirm that she was ok with it, but in typical form, I was too embarrassed. Then I felt guilty for not being open enough to talk about it. I convinced myself that she was ok with it, and that if I got it done, there'd be no turning back and I'd HAVE to talk about it. In short, I was not open enough with my wife, and I regret that now.
Anyway, the day came around. I psyched myself up to just go and do it. It was a cold, rainy day. School and uni were in, so there would not be many people there. It was winter, so I wouldn't have the aftercare problems of not being able to swim. It was all stations go.
I had decided to do both nipples, for two reasons. First, it had taken me 19 years to pluck up the courage to have one done. If I didn't do both, I doubt I'd ever do the other later. Second, my wife likes symmetry. I have a leg length discrepancy, so my right nipple is lower than my left. For that reason, no matter what I did, things would be a little lopsided. So, I decided to have a captured bead ring on the higher side, and a bar on the lower side. I figured that then the centre of the jewellery would then be on a similar level.
I was measured up as 14 guage 8mm. I chose a stainless steel bar and ring, with gold-coloured balls. They didn't have enough gold balls, so the bar had one gold one stainless steel.
I filled out the forms, answered the checklist (about whether I'd eaten, had drugs or alcohol, had allergies, past blackouts etc), showed the photo ID, and heard the aftercare spiel.
Then it was into the back room, to be measured up and have the dots put on to mark the entry and exit wounds. I opted to lie down (not trusting myself not to feel woozy), but I had the headrest up so I could watch.
Then the area was cleaned, and I read back the sterilisation batch number to acknowledge that everything was sterile and legal.
I felt a bit weird having the door open to the waiting room, but as Kerry's assistant was coming and going with supplies, I figured I could ask to have the door closed if anyone else turned up.
On went the clamp. Rather than the clamp locking on, there were rubber bands pulling the handles together, so it was a gentle squeeze rather than the painful experience others describe. Deep breath in, then out again. Relax all the muscles around the neck and shoulders. Deep breath in and out again. On the second breath out the needle went through. It was a mild searing/burning pain for 1-2 seconds, but really not too bad. Then there was mild discomfort as the ring was threaded through in place of the cannula, and the bead put in place.
It was similar on the other side. This time it was the first breath out, and a similar mild burning pain. Again the discomfort when the bar was put through and the balls attached.
There was the tiniest (1mm) speck of blood at the openings, but that was dabbed away without much fuss.
I was a bit worried that the ring stuck out at right angles, but I was reassured that it would start to rest down over the next few days.
A gauze square on top of each, taped on with micropore.
My heart was pounding and I felt a little dazed. I momentarily felt slightly cross-eyed, so I opted to sit for a couple of minutes to regain my composure. Then I went home!
I approached my wife.... "Today I got something I have wanted for a long time", and pointed to my nipple. She was a little annoyed tht I hadn't talked about it more clearly beforehand, but was surprised, curious, and perhaps mildly amused at the same time. She rolled her eyebrows at me a couple of times, as though not quite sure what to make of me.
She told me not to remove them, because otherwise she'd be worried that I'd just waste money getting it done again in future! She needled me with the prospect of my family and my kids finding out... a prospect almost as daunting as having the piercings in the first place.
The next morning, as though to get back at me a little, when I was about to get into the shower, she told my 4 year old daughter that Daddy had a surprise to show her. She bounded up to me to ask what it was, and asked, "What's the surprise, Daddy?". I pointed to the nipple rings, and she asked, "What are they?" "Jewellery" "where did you get them?" "At the jewellery shop". Curiosity met, she went back to Mummy to tell her that "Daddy has shiny things". That wasn't too bad!!!
It's now been 2 weeks. I am doing the daily cleaning (cotton bud in warm water with a tiny dab of antiseptic) and all is doing well. I am a little perturbed that the bar nipple has increased in size much more than the ring nipple, but I guess that should be expected with the bar pulling it forward and the ring curving back. The first week they were ever so slightly tender... just enough to make me lie on my back when sleeping.
I really like the jewellery. I have wanted it for so long. Nobody outside my wife and kids knows about it yet. I have considered taking them out for the sake of my wife, but she has told me not to, so they have stayed. I am apprehensive about my family and in-laws finding out. However, at the same time I am getting very accustomed to my nipple jewellery being there, and in some ways I am getting a little impatient to find out how people will respond. I am looking forward to the day when people around me know that it is just part of the furniture, as it is already within my own home. But for now, I am wearing business shirts with a pocket on both sides.
submitted by: Anonymous
on: 20 June 2008
in Nipple Piercing