I'd been considering getting a Prince Albert for sometime. I'm a member of the local BDSM community and P.As are actually quite common, many even have large gauge P.As. I've asked around and those who have them claim the process is easy, quick, and not very intense. I also figured that there's no way a PA could hurt worse than having my nipples pierced.
At A Glance Author Andrew Dangerously Contact andrewwhorley@hotmail.com When A month ago Artist Mike Studio Shrap Metal Location Colorado Springs, Colorado. Filmore & I-25 I told my friends that I would like to have the piercing done, and one offered to pay for it and drive me to the shop if he can invite some friends to come watch. I agreed and he rounded up his girlfriend, brother, my best friend, best friend's girlfriend and we took his truck down to the shop. I'm very open with my anatomy and I don't easily get embarrassed so I walked up and confidently requested the forms to get a Prince Albert. After waiting for 10 minutes, the shop owner comes out from the back after just finishing a naval piercing. The girl with a newly pierced naval comes out in tears, clutching her stomach and whining to her parents about the pain.
So the shop owner introduces himself as "Mike" and explains he has 17 years experience, which I already knew from researching the place. He has me head into a small sterile room in the back of the shop, and asks me to drop my pants and get comfortable, I joke and say, "My mechanic says that to me all the time." He puts on his gloves and gets the materials ready, as he is doing so I notice a hollow tube the width of a Bic pen and ask what it is. He explains that it is a receiving tube that is inserted into my urethra to catch the needle. I replied that I didn't know something other than a needle was going in my dick and he said, "Surprise!" with a big toothy smile.
So he has me lie down and he informs me I am going to experience some discomfort and that this is going to suck. He slides the tube in and I agree with him that this really does suck. He tells me to start breathing which is difficult since I got 5 people pointing camera phones and giggling. He pierces the skin and my face goes white, I cocked my head back and don't even let out a sound. He then quickly replaces the needle with a 10-gauge captive bead ring. I sit up gingerly and check out the piercing, my dick had never been smaller in my life. It was like it was so scared it wanted to climb inside me. I relax as I am looking in the mirror and admiring the fine work and my penis expands to normal size. My friends congratulate me; pays the 30 dollars for the piercing and all my friends watching tipped two dollars each.
As with all major piercing, I am rewarded by my friends with an Ice Cream Snickers bar and a cold drink. They are all impressed I had it done and continue to call me gay for letting a guy handle my dick. After 20 minutes of gay jokes, I had to be going to a BBQ so I had them take me home.
CHAPTER TWO: THE EXCITING CONTINUATION OF CHAPTER ONE
To summarize everything that follows this sentence in one phrase, "Shit gets fucked up". At the BBQ I am playing some ping pong, I happen to be very amazingly good and am dominating family and friends who are also very experienced players. While in the garage I lunge for a quick spike to the corner of the table, I keep the ball in play but then am immediately attacked with a shot to the opposite corner, I regain footing and attempt to run back to return the ball. As I attempt to run back I slip on the hard concrete floor and go penis first into the ground. I catch myself and get up, but I upset my piercing in the fall. I forfeit the match since I am in great pain and have a few beers and bratwurst.
I return home after a few hours and inspect my piercing, to my absolute horror I see that the little bead in the CBR is gone and the ring is hanging from the tip of my urethra and the other end of the ring is no longer in the freshly pierced hole. In panic, I remove the jewelry without washing my hands and attempt to put the ring through the new hole and out the urethra, which fails. So I put it in through my urethra and finagle it out through the newly pierced hole. It hurts terribly. Still panicking I search Google for a 24 hour piercing studio for advice, since it's now midnight and the shop I went to closes at 9pm. I call a shop in Arizona and ask what the fuck I should do, the gent who answers tells me to save the piercing I could go to Wal Mart and buy the closest sized jewelry for my PA and replace it myself. He warns me that it is going to suck, which is all too familiar.
I speed to Wal Mart and buy a 12g horseshoe and run to the Wal Mart bathroom in the back and hide away in the handicap stall. I realize I am about to use a non-sterilized jewelry in an unclean environment to replace jewelry in my freshly pierced dick. But I am so frightened and panicked so I washed my hands and laid the jewelry on a disposable changing mat. I remove the old CBR with much difficulty, the ring was very loose but it was just tight enough to take 10 minutes of manhandling to stretch it enough to remove.
As the CBR comes out, it clings to the newly pierced hole and I feel a tiny cutting sensation. Blood starts dripping everywhere, I feel the tip of my dick soaking in blood. I drip all over the floor of the stall and the toilet seat, the bowl quickly turns red with blood. I gauze my dick up with toilet paper and drive home. I drink a glass of sugar water, call my friend to come and check on my immediately and go into my bathroom to inspect my dick. I have stopped bleeding but the toilet paper is soaked in blood.
Still panicked, I decided I am not loosing this piercing. I then unscrew the bead on the newly purchased horseshoe and put it into the urethra and slide it in feeling around for the newly pierced hole. I poke it through and am hit with sudden and extreme pain. The threads of the jewelry hurt so much I can't take it. I black out for a few seconds and am aroused by a knock at the bathroom door. My friend enters and finds blood on my fingers, toilet paper covered in blood and me sitting with my dick out that is smeared in blood. He has me sit up and prepares saline solution; I clean my dick and then pee. I pee some blood but not a lot, it stops hurting and is now clean. He tells me how dumb I am and that I should go to a hospital. I decide not to since I feel perfectly fine.
I wear a condom to bed that night and wake up to find it is filled with blood. The next night, it is filled with blood as well. I wear a condom all day and whenever I change it I find less and less blood. By the forth night I remove the condom and find nothing. I no longer pee blood. I call the Mike at Shrap Metal and explain the gruesome story, he explains that the jewelry was not tightened appropriately and urges me to come down so he can check it out. He inspects it and says it will be fine but I need to have different jewelry so it can heal easier. Also the horseshoe was too small and pinched significantly which I mistook for the pain of recovery. He gives me a free 12g CBR, and applies it for free. He made sure to tighten the fuck out of it and offers to replace the jewelry for free whenever I want. He also offered to give me free jewelry to gauge it up to an 8g when it heals.
Three weeks later, it's healing fantastically, first time I had sex with it was painful and slow. But now sex is great! My dominant loves putting vibrators on the tip of the jewelry, which gives amazing stimulation. She doesn't notice a difference with it inside her, but she does love having a new toy to play with. We're still experimenting with different sensations and despite the horrific experience; I am very happy and satisfied with my newly healed Prince Albert.
It goes without saying, that even though this worked for me, it is VERY likely that handling your new piercing in any way similar to what I did will cause an infection. I am fortunate seeing as I could have bleed to death, got an infection or deformed my dick. If you are ever panicked like I was, call a professional and ask for advice. Remember, you can always have your piercing redone, or you can suffer like me.