I'm not sure exactly when I decided that I really ought to get a part of myself pierced. Body piercing was even more of a taboo subject than tattoos in my parents' home when I was growing up. tattoos (and even earrings) were not something that you mentioned unless you wanted to be lectured for the rest of the week! I'm now a thirty year-old married guy with a daughter rather than a teenager trying to rebel against my parents so I guess that I'm just a bit of a late starter!
At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon When N/A I lived in a fairly small, conservative town until I was 11 and then out in the countryside until my late teens so I wasn't really even aware that body piercing existed for the first two thirds of my life. I gradually became more aware of it and body piercing started to fascinate me more and more. When I finally got an internet connection I discovered BME (amongst others) and a whole new world appeared (and at times quite a scary one on some sites!). But being a conservative type I didn't get around to doing anything about it until I was 26. I'm ashamed to admit mainly because of what people (and especially my wife) would think.
I've got over that now and my first piercing (and the only one so far) was a PA that I've had for about three years. Now despite the advice that I've read about on the various sites that are around I committed the cardinal sin. I did my own piercing (and didn't even discuss it with my wife first!). Not something that I would recommend now but at the time the area where I lived was a piercing desert and I'm just popping out for a day to have a ring inserted into me wouldn't really have gone down to well! Anyway, naive soul that I am, I had bought myself a BCR from a shop and "liberated" a needle or two and other bits and pieces from the local hospital where my wife worked. Having assembled my kit I didn't actually do anything for weeks, after all, shoving a needle through the end of your penis takes some thinking about.
Having got over my crisis of conscience and decided that I was actually going to go through with it I was given a gift from above. my wife and daughter were going to help with a camp for a whole week in a few weeks time - excellent news! So the anticipation built up and come the Saturday evening after their departure I was ready. I sterilised everything, laid it all out, cleaned myself up and sat for an eternity with the needle poised! I think the whole process took around 20 minutes but seemed a great deal longer. There wasn't any real pain except when the needle popped through the second layer of skin and that took a while to complete too! Eventually I was sat there with a needle through my penis in a state of elation, I had done it! OK, next the jewellery; ball was off so I carefully lined everything up and chased the needle back though with the end of the BCR and out popped the needle but I lost the hole! Disaster! but luckily there was hardly any blood at all, I found t he hole inside my urethra and after a bit of painful manipulation (because the hole was a bit small) the jewellery was in and the ball clipped in. Fantastic! it looked brilliant, I was ecstatic! I had the rest of the week to heal up a bit before slipping my PA into conversation with the wife; it was a little bit sore but there was no bleeding at all. My first wee was only a short while after the piercing and (having done the research) I decided to sit down! Ouch! Pretty sore and it remained so for a couple of days afterwards.
After (I guess) a week or so (I can't really remember) the BCR started to move around without too much pain and effort and with hardly any discharge at all. I was very, very lucky. It all could have gone horribly wrong. Since then I have stretched up a couple of times (you've just got to go bigger! J) and will pop up to 7 or 8mm when I get around to ordering the jewellery again (I messed up my sizes last time and got the diameter a bit wrong – it was enormous! I'm going to keep it for playing around with but it was just too big and cumbersome for everyday use). Oh yes, the wife.
I hadn't quite plucked up the courage just to come out with it (if you excuse the pun) and had decided to surprise her instead. Having a pretty young daughter at the time it was probably more than a few nights after they got back that we managed to have sex and then it was just a quickie. (I had played around a little before then and it was still a bit tender but OK). It was dark and I'll spare you with the details but as we were lying there afterwards she remarked on how good it had felt (well I don't like to boast but...). So I just took her hand and guided it downwards the poor girl nearly fainted! Having got over the initial shock and now having moved up a couple of sizes she is a total convert to PA's; I just can't persuade her to get a VCH though... So why a PA? Being perceived as a quite conservative guy and having a job where I needed to appear as such quite often I needed something "hidden". I also quite liked the idea of having a little secret; something that only my wife and I knew about. I had read lots of peoples experiences about all sorts of piercings and I was drawn towards a PA, mainly for aesthetic and sexual reasons but also because they seemed to heal relatively quickly and were quite forgiving. What's next? I have definitely got the urge again and stretching the PA just isn't satisfying my needs. My situation has changed slightly work-wise so I don't need to worry quite so much but I don't think I'm ready for any facial piercings just yet (I'm not sure that my parents would forgive me and I'd probably get written out of the will!). I have a hankering to get my nipples pierced (as I can cover them up easily if I need to) and another genital piercing could well be on the cards too; I just can't decide quite what to get but watch this space – I'll tell you when I do.