My Nipple Piercing Experience
At A Glance Author xgonzoxescapesx Contact xgonzoxescapesx@bme.anon IAM xgonzoxescapesx When Five years ago Artist some guy whose name I never caught Studio the back of a van Location Keansburg Boardwalk, NJ, but it's mobile So as the story goes, I was a sophomore in high school, I had just been horribly let down by a junior/senior I had attended with a girl who had the personality of a dead fish. So the fact that that weekend was looking up due to the fact that there was this kick ass local show at a little dive in Red Bank, NJ, known as the Bates Lodge, and one of the performers that evening was to be the infamous Sandy Gilmore and the Bloodsucking vampires, best known for members previously in Heather, an amazing local band, that I am yet to hear their equal.
But I digress, the girl who was throwing the show, a friend of mine let me in on a little secret that there was going to be a piercer there. It was some guy she knew from a local sleazy boardwalk. So I had my doubts, and when I found out that his shop was located in the back of his van, oh man, I can't even begin to describe how excited I was, * sarcasm. * I was a shy 16 year old with no guts, and therefore no glory, but this was all about to change. Also, I couldn't make up my mind for shit, and would always back out of things because of fear. Well this day would go down in history as the day that I wouldn't back down to fear. So I start talking to my friends, saying, hey, I want to get something pierced, but my parents can't see it, and I was too young to even fathom having a genital piercing. So it was between nipples and navel. Well, good thing I was fat back then, cause I was like, there is no way I would get my navel pierced, so nipples it was. First thi ng I did was run home to get money I had been saving for an emergency, which this situation obviously fit into. I was terrified when I pulled into my driveway due to the fact that if my parents were home, I was screwed, cause I would have to explain why I was home, and I am a terrible liar, normal teenage worries. Luckily, my parents had gone out for the day. I ran into my house as fast as my legs would take me, got the money, and ran right back out.
On our way back to the show, it started raining, which has nothing to do with this story, just like telling you that the show was on a Saturday afternoon in March. So, we got back, and the piercer was packing up his van, getting ready to leave, I immediately ran over to his van, and asked if he had time for one more. Luckily he had time for just one more person, and I was that person, lucky me. So, first he set up shop in his van, spreading his weapons of mass destruction on a table. Then I took off my shirt and it was time to get this party started. Another tidbit of useless info, for some reason, I was sweating worse than I ever have in my entire life, so he had to wipe me down a couple times, and he kept saying he couldn't see the dots cause it was running away with my sweat. So when I was finally ready, he applied the clamp, which was a little uncomfortable, and he was like, don't worry, this will be the worst part, man was he wrong. Next he pulls out the needle and was like, you ready. I was scared as hell, and sweating like it was my job, but said I was ready nonetheless. So he lined up the needle with the dots, and said here we go. OOOOOOUUUUUCCCCHHHHHH!!!! I've never felt anything more painful, or at least can't remember right now. Plus, the endorphin rush was almost too much for me; I had to lie there for a couple minutes, just fighting the overwhelming urge to pass out. To give you an idea of how classy his "shop" was, he was like, here's a jolly rancher and a soda to get some sugar in you, that was nice of him though. So after about five minutes of recovery, he finally did the second nipple, which was nothing compared to the first one. He put the jewelry in, which by the way I am yet to change, some 5 years later. Cleaned up the wound, and I was on my way, paying 80 dollars for the entire experience.
I went back to the show, enjoyed Sandy Gilmore, and then was picked up by my father, who was none the wiser. The worst part of the drive home was the seat belt kept hitting the ring, talk about pain. But it's all good, five years later, no complaints, no infections, and they are just so darn fun to play with. Maybe even one day, I'll change the rings to something different. So I recommend that anyone who has ever thought about getting a piercing should definitely keep the nipples in mind, both for pleasure, and for fun times, nipples are the way to go. My only advice is to make sure to get pierced at a professional, and clean establishment. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. : P