My fresh Standard PA @ Gotham Body Piercing, NYC

At A Glance Author .Bentaero Contact .Bentaero@bme.anon Artist Kenny Studio Gotham Body Piercing Location East Village, New York City

I'm a 54 year old professional man in an office of about 250 people. Our staff of designers and construction men and women is diverse and intensionally representative of New York City. My education and profession have taken me along the Atlantic Coast and thoughout Europe, Scandinavia, and the near East. I have enjoyed an extensive and varied sex life which is now confined to a single partner.

Although I've been in the gay scene with a major in Gay Urban Professional and a minor in Leather for about thirty five years, I hadn't seen more than a couple of Prince Albert piercings. I had never seen one in person and conceptually, I relegated a PA to and historic or maybe barbaric catagory.Recently I viewed a piece of male porn called "Fallen Angel" in which the actors' substantial PAs fascinated me. The two principles were I would estimate adorned by CBR that may have been 0 ga. Big stuff. The actors were able to do everything I like to do and the PAs were not a problem but a considerable embellishment. Of course the glamour of the these studs attached to the PAs as surely as the PAs were attached to them.

I liked the film well enough to loan it to a friend who recently got a PA. This reopened a subject we had discussed about a year ago. My friend is a younger man who I had presumed to advise not to have a PA. In our conversation he shared his experiences at Gotham, the successor, I'm told, to the Gauntlet. He has had the PA for a couple of months, is healed and is extremely pleased with the result that his additional adornment has in the active dating community. After his share I jokingly told him that I hate him. Later that day I had an extended conversation with another friend also at my office who told me about his 10 year PA. I was envious and maybe a bit angry that I had been left out, as it were, from this club. Again, I hate him too.

I'm a quick study--a little surfing and I found BME and after about five hours of reading and viewing--I decided to pursue my own PA. Christmas is an especially busy time for my mate and me with two careers, a couple of residences and out of town parents to visit so I slipped a pre Christmas ring on my long term domestic partner's hand and told him about the ring that I wanted to slip on. With his agreement I made a few tentative calls to Gotham Body Piercing and with some schedule shifting my office buds agreed to accompany me last night.

I was a walk in and was taken to the piercing room soon after arriving. The place was easily found and has an East Village ambiance. My friends, one with a camera and the other with a ready hand to hold were with me the whole time. I was a little nervous but in short order I selected the jewelry which was then cleaned with a cleaner specific to hard new metal. I laid down with my pants around my ankles. The genital area was swabbed and a swab was inserted in my urethra and a tube soon after There was a quick jabbing pain with a needle later described to me by my friends as impressive. I felt my knees flying up which I was told was to be espected. The jewelry went in easily following the needle's course. I bed a lot but was cleaned up and wrapped with a glove. Kenny, my piercer is a quiet guy with a sure aim. I was assured by his demeanor and I am confident that this PA is sound.

Afterwards we had a meal at Lucky Changs, a joint on 1st Avenue

where my friend told the drag bartender that I was celebrating my 1st PA. I sure didn't expect that. I was amazed at how much the experience in the company of my friends is a ritual, a male bonding experience and a passage of sorts which elevates our friendship to a special friendship-the three PA musketeers.

I bled a lot all last evening but the instructions I received and read on this site assured me. I was wrapped with a glove (reminded of the joke about the man with five penises whose pants fit like a glove). The little man has gone for several swims in a briney sea (in a cup!) and was washed this morning with Dial Antibacterial Soft Soap. There has been minimal bleeding today and now its just a little paper in my briefs as assurance. I totally free movement of the ring and zip pain. Tres cool--I feel eighteen again. My anxiousness and fear have disappeared like a big balloon which has been popped. and, Oh, I shared my experience with an Ex in Australia--and then he told me he's had one for the past eight years! Oh yeah, I've gone back to my friends and told that I don't hate them.