Well, for the longest time I have known about the Prince Albert piercing. It seemed cool, but at the same time, I know too many people that have this particular piercing, so I wanted something more unique, more extreme. Granted, I probably eventually will get the PA and the Apadrayva, but I confirmed my want for the Ampallang. So I kept cruising through stories and photos people have submitted and after four months of all this surfing in awe, I finally went back to my piercer in Downers Grove, and decide to get the ampallang.
At A Glance Author Izzy Contact Phenobarbiedoll5556@yahoo.com When A month ago Artist Kris Studio Skin Gallery Location Downers Grove, Illinois For those of you that still don't know what this piercing is, it is a horizontal piercing thorugh the most senitive part of the penis, the glans. Many people I have talked to about this piercing have called me insane, and that I am simply bored with a little extra cash lying around. Maybe they are right. Or maybe, I have a thing for piercings, and enjoy the sudden sharp pains that are anticipated. Ether way, I still went on the 1st of May, and got it done.
It would be pointless to be describing the studio beyond the clean, sterile setting, that is comfortable, and not hospital like. I had already set up a date with my piercer beforehand, so he can order the right jewelry and be set up the day I was coming in. So, upon getting there, again, the typical meet and greet with the paper signing and ID check. People were already waiting there to do whatever they wished, so Kris kindly asked me and my girlfriend if we wanted to wait until he was done with the lot of them. So, we grabbed magazines, and searched for inspirations and the such. Then after all the peeps had left, he called me back, and I told my lover she could come too, and behind closed doors, the transformation unfolded.
So, my lover sat down, while Kris, set up the operations table. On with the black gloves, and then he poured out that lubricant for the needle, which looked a lot like dishwashing liquid. Then he took out the jewelry, and told me to pull down my pants, and expose myself. I'm usually at 5 inches flaccid, but there in that room, I joined the legions of the short and mighty, measuring only maybe an inch. I think my body knew I was in for some deep trouble, so my guy was hiding from the impending doom of impalement. Kris then proceeded to hold the barbell against the glans, and measure if the width was going to be fine for erections and such, and it were fine. He said it needed to be longer at first for the healing process, but I can then get shorter ones if needed.
So, he told me to sit down, and get comfortable. Off with the black gloves, on with new ones, and he unwrapped the clamp. He told me the clamps were probably going to hurt more than the piercing itself, and they did. The edges were serrated, so it was like a fish trying to bite down, you know? He marked where the entrance and exit holes were going to be, dipped the needle in the lube, and lined up the needle to the hole. He told me to to ake a deep breath, and so I did.
SCHVOOOOMP! In with the needle! Cool, I told myself. Where is all the pain? Where is all the blood? Is this some kind of lucid dream gone wrong? Wow! It was over way too soon, and I could feel the needle where my piddle comes out. Even the piercer was expecting some colloqial language, maybe some squirming, but I just took it, laughed and enjoyed it. After about 20 seconds, he took the jewelry, followed the back of the needle, and pushed through. That was painful, because I felt the threads going through my urethra, and coming out the other side. He then tightened the ball, cleaned the area, and applied gauze. It was over, and my mind wanted more.
Really, almost no need for aftercare insturctions. That was my 5th body piercing, and let's save trees, so no need for paper wasting. The only thing different I was told, was no sex for a while. Pffff...that ain't a problem. Usually in a week, I do myself off enough to repopulate the earth twice around. So, that was the only problem. I waited until my girlfriend got the piercings she wanted, which you will probably read about if you prowl around for a bit, and then left, and went to pay for the art I had just received.
Later that night, I went to piddle, and WOW! I roared so loud, I felt the walls vibrate with my inner beast. That piddle hurt like no other, and it came out in forked spurts, which was funny. And then the rain of blood, from both holes. Later that night, again, it was really crusty and smelly down there, so I soaked it in the typical sea salt solution, and wiped it clean. While sleeping, I got an erection, which also woke me up. My boxers were soaked with blood, and it looked like a disaster down there. So again, clean, clean, clean!!!
3 weeks later, the hardons came, and so I played with them, and holy moley! It was so worth it! The orgasm raced through the barbell like nothing before, and I shot out so much farther than before.So, in the end, it was definitely worth getting.
People, if youre not ready for intense pain, stay away. Get an ear piercing or something. The pain is similar to getting your dixon caught in your zipper, or when youre a kid, slamming the toilet seat down on it. Besides that, it makes all else even better.