Pierce this mother fu...

It has been a couple weeks since my last blog, which was a sombre affair. I felt it was time to bring in something light. I wondered what it should be? A penis? Breasts? A comedic recount of some embarrassing affair? Well no, none of those things seem right. Unless I talk about all three of them! Yes that sounds like a plan! But whose penis, breasts, and embarrassing affair? I suppose in the interest of life, and since it is MY blog I suppose it should be mine... sigh.

Although this does all link in nicely... but that's just my genius ability to string different pieces of shit together into a fairly likely series of events, now if I can just find a job that lets me do that... and no politics is not for me. Imagine me running the world... hmmm.

I digress. OK - back to penis breasts...

I've always been one of the conservatives - in terms of public appearance - and in terms of how people perceive me. Not in the way that muscle anodonii do, but in the sense of - if people look at me will they see a creative intellect or will they just see a schmuck (don't even think it... don't!). But then I got a tattoo when my first semi-long terms emotional bond partner moved away. It was a disgrace to the family. My mother was overwrought - I think I did a blog about it.

Then last year I got my nipple pierced. Why some might ask. Well I'm one of those people who enjoy a certain amount of pain during sex. Yes, I don't understand it either apart from the neurological chemical cocktail it releases. Anyway - suffice it to say: If I experience intermediate pain my sexual experiences are that much greater. Now I've not slept with hundreds of people yet... but of those I have slept with a goodly number have enjoyed a little pain, and an almost equal number have enjoyed no pain at all.

We're not talking a beating following by a blowing, but mild pain, a bite, a smack, a nipple twist... whatever. Now I'm also sleeping with a sub-set of humans (no not a subset of species) which are typically more deviate or shall we say open-minded. Now if you lick someone's nipple the following can happen - a rush of pleasure, or sweet bugger all. I'm one of those people who feels nothing. However if you nibble a nipple, or twist it, or grind it, some will feel a discomforting pain, some will feel little, and some will feel pleasure. And I don't really understand why.

When my nipples (this by the way is the part about the breasts, which is a bit of a stretch but my man-boobs count ok) are attacked in any form, I do feel a pain, but it's an intoxicating pain. I want more. When I go to the dentist I do not want more. When someone stabs me with a needle - I do not want more. And if you bite on my fingers, toes, or other bits, I'm not interested. Just the nipples.

Other guys find the nipples dull, and prefer to have pain inflicted somewhere else. The ear for example. My ears are there to hear a moan or a scream, not to be sucked on, used, or pulled. But I digress. So what I found was that my one nipple with the piercing was much more sensitive, and the pain/pleasure that much greater. A couple weeks ago I had the second one pierced. Sex after that was amazing. I wanted it, but felt great pain, and so wanted it more.

This isn't emotional pain, purely physical. Emotionally I feel closer to the person who's managed to punch my buttons (ha haha ha... Oh come on, that works on so many levels if you think of punching as nibbling, and buttons as... sigh. If I have to explain it's not funny. Just laugh and get it over with). So it's been a good thing. I also shifted from a small little bar to a ring with a small ball on the end. Now if I wear a T-Shirt it looks like I have 4 nipples (nipple lovers may start drooling!). So I have to choose my public clothing carefully.

There is one other body part that could do with a piercing... but it's one hell of a commitment. Unlike nipples which like ears will heal over quickly and into almost undetectable scars, a Prince Albert is far more damaging. I've recently encountered two penises with PA's. One was modest, and the other was a wedding ring with a giant knob on the end (I couldn't resist). Both wearers said it was the best thing they could have done, and gave immense pleasure.

So I went onto You-Tube to watch a PA being installed. Yeah gods it is apparently the most painful part of the human body to pierce with one exception. The Clitoris. Women are always trying to be one better - more pain, more suffering, more pleasure, more orgasms... Anyway it looks really really painful. I don't think I'll do it.

However there is a part of me - the sexual part, which happens to think it looks really amazing, and certainly from the outside, feels amazing. There is a part of me that would love to do it. There are several other committees in my head though who are lobbying against that idea. And loudest one is the: Your body shouldn't be violated in such a manner! Sticking bits of metal in it is wrong!

So I've paused the think about why. We stick all sorts of things into our bodies, and have done so for... well since Org first decided wearing the teeth of his kill through his nose, ears, penis (the penis has been recorded as being pierced since records of piercing began). But in modern society it's considered taboo! Not just taboo but if you are pierced you have to go and join the other freaks - the goths, deviants, and degenerates.

Although it is becoming more accepted, piercing still remains a very 'off' subject. I believe the biggest reason we don't like piercing or tattoos for that matter is because of the permanency of the thing. It's like having children... only they grow up and you can kill them if you get bored. Piercings and tattoos (to a lesser degree) are there for life or until you get bored of them and kill yourself. It's the biggest life decision humans can make technically. And I think that frightens a lot of us because it requires us to commit.

There is also something to be said about the beauty of the human form, and I for one will hold the beauty of the male form as high as I can. And the beauty of the un-blemished body is as natural as we are. However there is also a beauty in the body altered. Is it as great? I don't know.

I haven't got the embarrassing bit, I lied. Sorry.

But for you - the question is: What does piercing mean to you, and in your darker corners inside your head, do you want them or admire them? If so why do you not allow them into light and is the excuse that it'll affect your job really real, or just a safety catch?