I'll preface by saying that when I began modifying my body I never thought I would have my penis pierced, fast forward about two years, I was tattooed and pierced in several different places and getting an itch for something fresh in my skin to nurse.
At A Glance Author Ryan Contact ryan@contemptible.org When A month ago Artist Billie Studio Needleworx Location Indianapolis, IN
So I spoke with my girlfriend who also has her share of metal in her flesh and ink under her skin about what I'd had gnawing on the back of my mind, a PA. To say that she loved the idea is a great understatement, and that was what cemented the idea in my mind, so not long after getting paid the first of the following month I called the shop I've had all my other piercings done at, Needleworx. Very friendly, skilled staff and a clean environment, I would, and do, whenever I'm asked, reccommend them to anyone in the central Indiana area- I was told the piercing and jewelry would run me $50 and that I could come in any time.
I jumped in the shower and cleaned up, my genitals in particular, psyching myself up all the while, finished getting ready and jumped in my car for a short drive to the studio, parked in the back and went inside. I spoke with the owner who said Billie was out and would be back relatively soon, so I stepped outside, smoked a few nervous cigarettes and soaked up the sunshine waiting when she pulled up, I followed her in and we spoke.
I'd never been pierced by her but she put me at ease pretty quickly, volunteering that she'd only been working at the Needleworx for a few weeks, but had been piercing for quite some time. Confident I could trust her not to ruin my manhood I gave her my license to make a photocopy of, signed the standard waiver and gave her the fifty for the piercing, after which I followed her back to the jewelry counter and picked over some CBR's, she reccommended a 12 or 10 gague but I had to insist on an eight, she shot me a look I realize now was to size me up and said okay (I've always preferred larger gague piercings, the guy that pierced my nipples at 10ga was actually openly nervous)- I asked her with a smile whether or not I was making her nervous to which she replied it was my body and if I thought I could handle it she would be alright.
So back I followed her to the ever immaculate piercing room where she put on some gloves, got her instruments ready- she used a 10ga needle with the 8ga ring to minimize bleeding- and told me to drop my pants, being just the slightest bit insecure about my body I was suprised with how easily I managed that, and up I hopped, pants around my ankles on to the doctor's, well... bench (which had a sheet of disposable paper drawn across the faux-leather upholstery, just like a doctor's office). I laid on back while she swabbed my member down and looked for veins, she then made a center mark and answered my question about piercing to the side, saying it wasn't really necesscary.
I okayed the placement and laid back against the table, half-watching her as she worked the recieving tube in, which was at best uncomfortable- Not anywhere near as bad as I had read, but given that she worked at it for a few minutes I would guess she was being either exceedingly gentle or just having trouble with my shriveled up penis - I wasn't the only one with some stage fright. The recieving tube in place, she asked if I was ready, to which I said I was, telling her to suprise me, she told me to take a deep breath and much to my suprise, pierced me in the middle of inhaling.
It hurt bad enough to have me grit my teeth and ball my fists, but again, not very badly, the 12ga punches in my cartilidge and my nipples were much worse. With my endorphines running I barely noticed her putting in the jewelry and sat up to take a look. There were a few small drops of blood that she cleaned off, as well as the mark she'd made - which stuck in my mind because I've always had those purple pinpoints on me in the past when I've been pierced. She handed me a hand mirror to get a better look and I nodded in satisfaction, it was looking very good. She complimented me on how well I took the piercing wich I shrugged off with a thank you though I love hearing that and proceeded to tell me a few horror stories of what people have done under her needle. She asked to take a few pictures for her portfolio which I agreed to and held my tender little guy up for the camera, slid off the bench, pulled up my trousers carefully and went over aftercare with her, I tipped her an d made my way carefully out to the car.
That night after showing it off, it came time to clean it for the first time, which wasn't entirely pleasant, even after a good long soak in some very warm water the skin was still very tight around the ring, due to it having been pierced at a lower gague and swelling, I'm certain, the swelling went down after a few days though. It only really bled the first night, problems there avoided by wrapping it in guaze before turning in and smarted really good when I'd wake up with an erection, going to urinate burned occassinally for the first two days or so also, but after that it's been pretty manageable aside from deciding to be tender off and on for the first week and causing me to walk a bit more carefully, much to the amusement of those near and dear to me.
A month later now it's just about healed and ready to begin stretching, although my first orgasm with it two weeks after I'd gotten it done, with a rubber as per Billie's intstruction, was simply mind-blowing, (probably due to the fact that it was tender and I hadn't had sex in two weeks) I haven't noticed much added sensation, but it is very pleasing to the eye and my girlfriend claims it feels wonderful... not to mention the reactions people have hearing that you pierced your johnson, so in all it was worth the hassle. If you've read this exceedingly long discourse you must be interested, so find a clean studio and get it done!