Unlike most, I won't begin with how my affinity for body modification or BME started out. That's out of the scope of this particular experience. In any case, I have been interested in such things for a while. I felt that I wanted this piercing enough to finally get it, and I also felt that both me and my friend M were responsible enough to do the procedure without professional help.
At A Glance Author Asher Contact Asher@bme.anon When A month ago Artist M. Studio M.'s House Location Eastern Washington State M has been piercing his friends and family for a couple years now. He started out pretty young, and even though he doesn't do piercings all that often, he's started to get good at it.
I told him that I'd like it if he could do my center scrotal for me. I had tried pushing the needle through myself a couple times the previous day, but couldn't bring myself to do it. Any other part of my body I would've been fine, but something about shoving a large needle through my own genitals...
Before I go on, a few things; M has as good cleanliness techniques when piercing as can be expected in a non-professional environment. He changes his gloves often and keeps all the equipment clean.
So, I went over to M's house that night and we headed up to his bedroom. He put on gloves and set out the 10 gauge needle, the 12 gauge CBB, his clamps, and plenty of paper towels.
The clamps went on first. I positioned them where I wanted the piercing and he clamped them down. When using the clamps myself they were quite painful, and I went slowly. He did the first 'click' immediately and there was no pain, which was odd. He then positioned he needle, asking me if I was ready. I leaned my head back and gave a meek 'yes'.
The piercing itself was less painful than my nipple piercings, and much less so than my septum piercing. He pulled the jewelry through and I took a look at my new piercing.
There was some bleeding, as much as I expected there would be from a fresh scrotal piercing, especially with a needle one gauge larger than the jewelry.
I dabbed off the blood with some of the paper towels and pulled my pants back on. M and his girlfriend were bitching incessantly about being bored, so we all decided we'd head to the mall and mill around.
After being there about a half hour, we decided to head back to the house. Getting into the car I noticed some blood had soaked through the front of my pants. No biggie, I'd clean up when I got home.
When I got back and pulled off my pants, I discovered my underwear was soaked with blood, and the piercing was still bleeding quite a bit. Well, crap. I decided it just needed more time to stop bleeding, and wrapped it up in a couple layers of paper towels.
Another friend wanted to get coffee with me that night, so I decided to head down to our favorite diner downtown. Shortly after arriving, I found that my pants were SOAKED with blood. The top half was completely covered in blood. At this point I'm quite worried and ask my friend to drive me home.
Well, when I get home I rush to the bathroom and throw off my pants. I take off the paper towel 'cup' that I had covered the piercing with, finding it filled with blood. All this time I'm making little splatters of blood all over the bathroom. I jumped in the hot shower to clean myself up. After I get all the semi-clotted blood off of myself, I find the left exit point to be bleeding profusely.
I suddenly realized what happened. We had hit one of the large veins in my scrotum. Shit. I quickly took out the jewelry and got out of the shower, keeping a towel on myself to keep from bleeding everywhere.
I decided the best course of action would be to apply pressure and hopefully get it to clot. I laid down on the bed, on my stomach, with a towel under myself.
After about forty-five minutes of constant pressure using my own body-weight, it clotted enough to stop bleeding.
Over the next couple days it would occasionally bleed a little tiny bit after lots of running about or a shower.
It's now been a month since my little mishap, and I'm pretty much fully healed now. I'm going to be attempting this piercing again fairly soon, this time much more careful with placement.
I want to make it clear that this was absolutely not my friend's fault. I positioned the clamps and told him where to pierce, and I didn't pay enough attention to my body when it was most important.