Growing up in a small town in the middle of Maine, USA it was not easy to explore myself to much. If living in the back woods on the United States was not enough, on top of that I had to be Catholic. I had always been excited about body modifications on others and thought that they were not really my style and didn't know if I would ever have one done. Out of all the piercings that I had looked into the PA was the one that held the most appeal; it was my "Holy Grail". One thing that I had tried and been into was urethra sounding, so I felt that the PA was just an addition to this already simulating fetish.
At A Glance Author Karmicmonkey Contact Karmicmonkey@bme.anon When N/A Artist Mikey Studio Bedroom Location My home I ended up meeting a guy by the name of Mike and experienced his 4 gauge PA, and it just reinforced the fact that I wanted a PA for myself; it made me question why I had not done it sooner. PA WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE??? Mike was very good about answering all my questions, not only from a wearers stand point but also from a medical stand point. You know it's not every day that another guy asks you, "So what's it like when you take a piss with that?" Let alone goes a step further and ask if he can watch when you do it. A few times I thought that I had pushed questioning him a little too far (but I figured that if he was willing to let me watch him take a piss with it, than he could handle any question that I might stick to him.) Mike wanted to make sure that I understood everything that would be involved with having this amazing piece of metal inserted into my virgin winky.
Mike comes from a medical back ground and I had talked to him about doing my PA for me. He had talked about how he had done some of his friends PA's and how well they had come out. Now of course there are thoughts running through my head, "can you really trust this guy?, does he know what he is doing?, is he some psycho freak that is going to hack off my dick and eat it with some fava beans and a nice Chianti?" After getting over that and thinking well he could have done that already, I relaxed and really started to devote myself to this long awaited adornment. I liked the idea that he was not just some guy or girl in some piercing shop that does a hundred of these in a year and takes little consideration for someone with my conservative background. One of the requirements for shoving a needle through my winky is that you know how to say the rosary. Ok so I didn't make him do that, but I bet that he could have; I should ask him?
We started by prepping the jewelry a 14gauge circular barbell. We than prepped the area and numbed it with Lidocaine both interior and injected just under the skin on the front (from how I look at it or the underside as everyone else looks at it). I then was asked if I was ready, I stated "yes" bracing my self to at least feel a pinch or poke but didn't even feel a thing. What was even better was that not a single drop of blood appeared. Mike had done it; he had gone where no man had ever gone before with my winky; he had shoved a piece of metal through it (not in it like I had been doing for some time.)
Later that evening I did have a small blood spot on my boxers that was less than a centimeter, I'm blessed with blood that clots really well. I've been told that this may come in handy for future modification, wink wink. Over the night it did wake me up a few times, for different reasons (tossing and turn and hitting it, or getting an erection a few times (but it looked so hot with the new PA in it)) but nothing that bothered me. When I did get up in the morning there was a small patch of blood on my boxers that was about an inch, nothing that I would not expect form what was just done to my winky. Again I got hard looking at it and wished that I could have put it right to action than and there, but knew better (didn't want to go blind.)
I'm in second week of living life with my long awaited PA, and loving every minute of it. There are so many things that I can't wait to experience with it, but as they say all things cum to he who waits. Well this boy has been waiting his whole life so far, so things better be cumming to me at the speed of light.