I knew the moment I turned 18 I'd have to celebrate by getting my first modification all on my own. I got my first tattoo when I was 17 (my parents agreed as it was the year I began full-time college). However the only piercings I had prior to my nipples were my ears that I pierced myself (a very unsanitary process involving safety pins).
At A Glance Author Calin Contact love_is_unity@yahoo.com When A month ago Artist DJ Studio Alternative Connection Location Melbourne Florida On February 11, 2003 I was officially 18 years old and a celebration was in order. I woke up and ate a garden burger which was accompanied by a vegetarian vitamin. From previous experiences on BME I knew it wasn't a good idea for vegetarians to get pierced without having a lot of iron in their blood. Instead of bleeding all over the piercer's studio I decided to take a vitamin and forego a fiasco.
Around noon after my classes I drove to Alternative Connection and started talking to DJ. Anyone that's been pierced by him understands his quirky sense of humor and I quickly learned that he wasn't drunk nor had he been piercing for only two weeks. It was great though because I got good answers about the piercings and was relaxed before having needles shoved through my nipples. I picked out blue balls for one barbell and purple balls for the other one. After selecting jewelry I filled out paperwork as he sold some sort of navel jewelry to a girl. To be honest I wasn't paying as much attention to her as I was thinking about getting pierced.
The moment of truth had arrived and we walked in to the piercing area. Everything was exceedingly clean and all the tools came in sterile packages (my fears about cleanliness had subsided and now I was left worrying about the piercing). He put on his gloves and got everything set up. He asked me which color I wanted where and I could really have cared less so I told him to surprise me (last thing you should tell a piercer).
I took my shirt off and stood up so that he could mark the insert and exit points. After he'd marked them exactly how he wanted them (which surprisingly took a while) I looked at them in the mirror. They looked perfect to me so I gave him the green light and sat down on his dentist chair.
He got the needles out and smeared a lubricant on them. I'd never seen needles like he had but the barbells actually screwed on the end of them which essentially made it a straight pierce. The only thing that would have to be added was the second ball after insertion. This was awesome as I'd heard a lot of stories about how putting in the jewelry could be even more intense than the actual piercing. Once he got the clamp on just right I prepared for the pierce. He told me that he'd go on the count of three and in what seemed like a moment more I had a long needle straight through my nipple. I didn't find it particularly painful and had no reaction other than to look at him and smile. He unscrewed the needle and screwed the ball in on the other side.
I figured the right nipple would be a lot like the left so I prepared for the same type of pain. Unfortunately the clamp didn't want to go on straight so I waited around while he messed with it and told my nipple that it was a bastard (rightfully so....damn nipple). After the clamp was on he told me we'd pierce on the count of three again. An instant later I was looking down and it still wasn't through. There was a moment of hesitance that wasn't present the previous time but before I had time to think the worst it was through. He asked if that one hurt and I told him the truth, which is that honestly it still wasn't too bad. The ball on this piercing would also prove to be a pain in the ass and took him a while to screw on.
I paid for my piercing and tipped him ten bucks. Needless to say the car ride home was interesting as I wasn't wearing a shirt or a seat belt. Once I got home I sat down in my recliner and watched Pulp Fiction (which always puts me in a good mood). I waited for my parents to get home and then whipped them out. Surprisingly my mom really didn't hate them and actually said they looked cute. They still burned a little bit but after the salt soaks that night they felt great. By the next morning they didn't hurt at all as long as I didn't bump them.
I absolutely adore my nipple piercings and they're extremely sensitive now as well. The pleasure I get by going outside on a cold night is incredible and I often times find myself rubbing my nipples without even realizing it. I highly recommend this piercing to anyone who's thinking about it. Besides, when you're around lots of other people you can think to yourself "If only they knew what I have under my shirt."