My first ever piercing

[Decadent Switch]

Part One
An opportunity presents itself

This afternoon, I finally got round to doing something I’ve planned on doing for a long time. Ironically, when I finally got round to doing it, was completely UNplanned. Totally spontaneous and lacking in any sort of preparation at all.
I got my penis pierced. Nothing too heavy – just a frenum piercing – but it was enough to have me sweating while I waited to get done and enough to have me tensing right up as the “chickening out” moment approached.
The reason for this being so spontaneous, is that I’m never one to ignore it, when an opportunity presents itself. And in this case, the opportunity was there, the price was very affordable, the staff were friendly and welcoming, the premises were cool and – after analysing the limits of my finances and then stretching them – I realised I could just about afford it.
At this point, I’m not going to name any names or give out any addresses. I never discussed this with the people in the shop, and while I don’t think they’re likely to object to some good publicity, I should really clear it with them first. I’ll direct them to this thread later, though, and if they give me their permission, I’ll do my best to make sure that anyone in Glasgow, Edinburgh and the rest of Scotland who reads this will want to go there before they go anywhere else for their body piercing and tattooing requirements.
So to backtrack a bit… I was in Glasgow for a totally unrelated reason, but when I later found myself wandering around and trying to delay the inevitable return to this grim little town, I somehow managed to end up in this shop, describing my ideas for a series of tattoos I want done. I also mentioned I wanted to get my penis pierced and was very surprised at how affordable the cost was.
I was disappointed that my initial choice of a Prince Albert wasn’t a viable option. Only the milder, “surface” piercings are available here – nothing too heavy. This still left plenty of options, though and the more I thought of it, the more I liked the idea of getting my frenum pierced. The Prince Albert could always wait for another time at a different place if I really wanted it.
I was on my way back to Central Station, as I thought about this. Passing a cashpoint machine, I checked my balance, then continued walking – but more slowly. I got into Central Station, checked the time and realised that my train wasn’t due for another half hour. Walked over to a ‘phone and called up the shop. I asked if I needed to book in or if I could just go back and get done right away. And then I started walking back.

 

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Part Two
Anticipation, tension and procedure

Less than five minutes later, I was back in the shop. It’s been a hot day, but I don’t think it was just the heat that was making me sweat at that point. I had been handling the heat pretty easily up to then.
Less than ten minutes after that, I was on a leather table in one of the private rooms. The weirdest thing about that particular situation was that I realised I would have felt more comfortable and at ease if I had been completely naked, rather than just dropping my jeans and boxers. I even thought of mentioning this to the piercer and asking if I could just strip completely, but decided against it.
She approached and took hold of my penis and the “chickening out” moment was approaching fast. I knew that with some types of piercing, I wouldn’t be able to do anything with my penis for up to six weeks afterward. I didn’t know much about this particular type, but I was painfully aware that I hadn’t had much opportunity to “relieve any stress” that morning. I wondered when I would next get an opportunity and cursed myself for not making the most of the time I had. Asking for use of a bathroom while I was waiting, however, would have quite literally demonstrated what a wanker I was.
A fresh problem made itself evident at this point. A problem for me, rather than her, due to the embarrassment factor. Being fairly responsive person, I’ve always been quick to lubricate and while I wasn’t exactly in “full flow”, there was just enough precum there to demonstrate that while I wasn’t sporting an erection, I was definitely a bit aroused. I apologised and laughed it off though, and she told me that it was hardly an unusual event. She asked me to hold back my foreskin so she could get to my frenum unobstructed.
And then, suddenly, a sterile, hollow needle was produced and the “chickening out” moment was imminent and I tensed right up in anticipation of the brief second it was going to take for that moment to vanish forever. I watched in morbid fascination and really TRIED to be stoic, but predictably failed. I didn’t humiliate myself or anything, but there was a definite and notable flinch. I actually found that to be more embarrassing than the lubrication.
The ring was produced and put onto the end of the needle, the needle was withdrawn and the ring was pulled through the hole after it. Then a ball was produced and placed onto the parts of the ring that didn’t quite meet up. There was a little blood, which she mopped up for me and I got to take a look at the ring.
And suddenly, I had a whole new bit of jewellery. Now, I have never been pierced before and never wear jewellery at all, so this was – and still is – a MAJOR novelty to me. I didn’t want to get dressed and leave. I wanted to just stay there and drink in the sight of it. At the same time, however, I couldn’t wait to get it home and take a proper, longer, lingering look at it.
She wrapped my penis up in some paper towels to stop the – albeit very minor - bleeding from getting all over my boxers, then taped it up for me. She made a bit of a gag about it wearing a jacket, but I was pretty distracted and not my usual charming self. In fact, from the moment I’d started unzipping my jeans, I think my conversational skills had been rapidly going downhill. I did remember to ask how long it would be before I could use my penis again. Current definition of “use” is “masturbate”, by the way, in case you’re wondering. 48 hours was the recommendation. Much better than six weeks, so it’s got that advantage over the Prince Albert.

 

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Part Three
Time alone with the piercing

All the way home on the train, I was intensely aware of the piercing and wanted to take another look. There was the tiniest, faintest stinging sensation, but this was so mild that I had to wonder whether it was real or not. Either it was purely imaginary and all in the head, or genuine and… well… all in the head. Sorry. It had to go in, but I’m not proud of myself.
I got back to the flat, received a very warm welcome from my dog who managed to jump at me and plant his paws perilously close to the “sweet spot” but thankfully missed it. Then went to the toilet to answer the first call of nature since before the piercing. After a moment of fearful anticipation of the urine stinging me, I was pleased to find no problem there. Then I wrapped it back up and took Louis for a quick walk.
When I got back to the flat again, I succumbed to the heat and took off my t-shirt, then went online to tell everybody I spoke to about the piercing. I was still on a pretty big high and had to share the news as much as possible. Predictably, it didn’t take long for me to get rid of the rest of my clothes. I like to be naked as much as possible, and this time I had the added excuses of heat and the desire to make sure that the piercing was open to the air, rather than cooped up in my boxers.
Periodically, while talking to people, I had to take fresh looks. It was amazing. Now, I was finally able to really absorb it and examine it and see it properly. I was also amazed that I still hadn’t had an erection yet. I had always thought that it would be such a turn-on that I’d be hard and throbbing for hours afterward, but apparently not. And even now, as I write this, I still have to lift my penis, draw back my foreskin and take yet another look. The novelty still hasn’t worn off.
And the confession is that I didn’t let 48 hours pass. I didn’t even let six hours pass. I couldn’t help myself. All that looking, and fondling and touching, I couldn’t help myself. And so, I logged off to get something to eat, then went and lay down and take another look. And finally, that strangely elusive erection was there and nature took its course.
It took its course very carefully, very gently and very tenderly, though – which surely won’t be a surprise to anyone. I don’t know when I last took so much time to masturbate, and I also can’t remember the last time I enjoyed it so much. Yes, there was – on occasion – a tiny bit of a stinging sensation, and each time I adjusted my grip, slowed down and carried on. And yes, the eventual orgasm was great.
I love my new piercing and I’m going to get a lot more pleasure out of it. I can’t wait to show it off and I can’t wait to read all the feedback I hope this posting is going to get. And if people read this and want to know more, then I’ll post updates as they occur.
Thanks
Graham

 

[shy slave]

Congratulations

Not sure I would be so brave if I had a dick

 

[Decadent Switch]

I don't think I was all that brave. I wanted someone in there holding my hand. Or maybe holding my penis while I got somewhere else less scary pierced. Or maybe holding my penis while I just got a nice, gentle massage or something. Or maybe just somewhere else entirely, with or without penis holding, massage and general nudity - preferrably with

 

[shy slave]

I don't think I was all that brave. I wanted someone in there holding my hand. Or maybe holding my penis while I got somewhere else less scary pierced. Or maybe holding my penis while I just got a nice, gentle massage or something. Or maybe just somewhere else entirely, with or without penis holding, massage and general nudity - preferrably with

Typical when they going gets tough, the tough want their penis held rofl

 

[Decadent Switch]

I don't think it depends on how tough the going is
I think I just my penis held

 

[RavenSpirit2k4]

I just knew you wouldn't be able to wait. Tsk, tsk.

Too bad I couldn't be there to hold it for you.

 

[snowy ciara]

Way super cool posting Decadent.. (No, it doesn't inspire me to get my hood pierced.. that just sounds too OWWWIIIWWW!) However, I think we need some pictorial evidence of said piercing, please! Pretty please?

 

[RavenSpirit2k4]

Oh, there will be pics. Yes, indeed.

 

[Daddyslilpet]

<snip>(No, it doesn't inspire me to get my hood pierced.. that just sounds too OWWWIIIWWW!) <snip>

*slight hijack*

Getting a hood piercing isn't so bad. The pain is gone by the time you get done and stand back up. What hurts worse are the nipples.... those hurt for a few days afterwards. Oh and the hood was SOOOOOO worth it!!!!!

*\slight hijack*

 

[graceanne]

OW the whole thing is just OW!
But other than that I think it's cool. I want to get my nose pierced but my hubby/dom says no. He doesn't like the pierced look. *sighs and pouts* I also want a tatoo, but same thing. Ken said no. *sticks out lower lip*

 

[bound]

I want my darling to get a jacob's ladder.

Definitely an all-day trip, but oh it's fun.

 

[Decadent Switch]

What a pain!
I don't mean the piercing. I wrote a long instalment to this posting on Thursday, but must have pressed the wrong button or something. It's not here.
So... what did I say on Thursday? Well, right now I can't remember at all. So I'll ramble on until I think of something.
An update took place since then, however... I got in touch with the shop that pierced me and received permission to name names.
So... I was pierced at "Tribe" in Glasgow; on Bath Street; just below a shop called Flip; by a lady called Patsy.
Since the wank on Sunday, there was one more - but just the one. There's too much stinging involved to make it fully pleasurable, so far. Just part of the healing process, really, but enough to discourage me.
One unforeseen effect of the piercing is the pain from shaking myself dry, when I go to the toilet. I know enough not to let the urine anywhere near the hole - that's not so difficult to avoid, and the burning sensation is a great encouragement to remember. Shaking it dry, however, causes the stud to rattle off my knob and make me go cross-eyed every single time. So I don't do that any more. There are other ways of taking care of personal hygiene and I have been motivated to seek them out.
These are all minor inconveniences, though - and more than worth it. Every time I get home and find myself all alone, it takes very little time for me to get naked and take a fresh look at it. I can't help touching it and admiring it. It looks seriously cool, and I just wish I could show it off to people without being locked up.
Anyone thinking of getting pierced in the Glasgow area, would benefit very much from going to Tribe and asking for Patsy. Go ahead. Say Graham sent you.

 

[Decadent Switch]

I forgot to mention... sooner or later, there will be pictures to accompany this thread. I have a friend in Edinburgh that I sometimes model for and she will definitely be happy to take some pictures for me. And she's a great artist, so I have no doubt that these will be very cool pictures.

 

[snowy ciara]

Coolies. But we still wanna see pictures!!!

[hijack] btw, I've had Lit do that, where I type and type and I time out while I'm typing and then I get that "you are not signed in" screen and I get all irritated.. Er, what I do, is if I've written a really long post, I do the c and p thing. That is copy it , and then try to submit it. Then if I get the Blue Screen of Death, all I have to do is go back to the thread and paste it in the reply box. [/hijack]

 

[AvaAdore]

Is it a ring? How would you actually have sex with it?

 

[Decadent Switch]

Yeah, it's a ring. But there's a stud part to it. A little "ball" thing.
When my frenum got pierced, it was with a sharp implement and an incomplete ring was attached to the end of that. When it was drawn back out through the hole, the ring was drawn through with it. At this point, I was a bundle of nerves and wasn't exactly taking in all the details, so missed the point where the stud (the little "ball") was produced and fastened in place - at which point the ring was completed.
I've never yet been tempted to try and draw the ring apart and remove the "ball" from it, but I think that it must have little "dimples" or something that the ends of the ring are inserted into. This holds it in place and turns it into one fully functioning piercing.
The end result is a ring with a "stud" or "ball" attached to it. This is through my frenum - the bit of skin on the underside of my penis that connects my foreskin to my glans - and so will either hang down from my penis when I'm standing up, or lie flat against the shaft, when I'm erect.
I have a vague memory of Patsy saying something about different sizes of rings, but I really wasn't absorbing any information at all, at that point. Next time I see her, I need to ask her to repeat that.

 

[Decadent Switch]

I forgot to reply directly to Ciara... thanks for the bit of input about cutting and pasting. I should do that more often. It's saved me from messing up particularly badly before, and no doubt it'll do so again.

 

[Daddyslilpet]

I'm guessing your ring looks something like the attached photo. These seem to be standard for new piercings no matter the piercing location (I guess). Also the same type of ring that was used on all of my body piercings so far.

 

[Daddyslilpet]

oh and the balls do have small indents in them.... just so ya know.

 

[snowy ciara]

I forgot to reply directly to Ciara... thanks for the bit of input about cutting and pasting. I should do that more often. It's saved me from messing up particularly badly before, and no doubt it'll do so again.

NP.. I get the blue screen o death a lot, and it's saved my fingers..

Re the ringy thingy.. If it's like my former navel ring, the ball thingy and the ends of the ring are sort of threaded, so it screws on. But some of them are just held in by tension.

(I had to take out my navel ring cause it kept catching on things mid game and never really healed up. I'm thinking that next off season, I'll do it again when it'll have time to heal.)

 

[Decadent Switch]

Hiya

I took a look at the attachment in Dixicritter's post and that's exactly it - just like that. But now I'm curious about the other types of ring I can get put in there, instead. Next time I get into Glasgow I really do have to stop in past Tribe again and speak to Patsy about that - and this time I need to listen.

Graham

 

[snowy ciara]

I think you should get a cute little bell thingymabobber so that you tinkle wheneve you tinkle, and er stuff.. (What about PS? It'd be like belling the cat, but better!)

 

[Daddyslilpet]

Decadent Switch... I would think that a barbell or curved barbell would work. I am not very familiar with your type of piercing, but I am assuming that it goes horizontally not vertically. Is that right?

There are several online sites that sell body jewelry. Plus many retailers (including WalMart) now carry body jewelry in their stores. I would think that the possibilites are endless.