Nineteen, dumb, but fun.
"Yo," Tommy says as I walk through the front door of the tattoo shop. "You sure you trust me to do this, man? I've only been apprenticing under Gary for three weeks."
"I trust you. You know you're the only person I trust." I walk toward him, wondering if he'll freak out immediately or if the freak-out won't happen until my dick's out. He thinks he's here to tattoo me, but I actually need a cock piercing. Three, for a Jacob's ladder.
"Yeah, yeah." He shakes his head. "Let's get this show on the road. Where's this goin'? And you brought the picture, right?" He heads over to his station and starts to prep the area.
Pulling my phone from my pocket, I push play on the video then shove it at him. I lock my eyes on his face and wait for the realization. His eyes flash from the phone, to me, back to the phone, then down to my crotch.
"Dude." He chuckles. "I've never done piercings. And...on your dick?" He shakes his head, handing me the phone back. "Yeah...naw."
"You're gonna make me do this myself? I'll probably pass out and shove it right through my shaft. Just a Jacob's ladder, Tommy. Come on, man up and help a brother out." I start unbuckling my belt and when my pants are around my ankles I decide to close the curtain. "Do you want me hard?"
His eyebrows are on the top of his forehead as he stares at me. "You want me to shove a needle through your dick?" He lets out a chuckle and shakes his head. "You're fuckin' nuts, man."
"Not through it! Just the skin." I start stroking my dick and look at my best friend, immediately stopping when his eyes are popping out of his head. "I should probably stay soft? I feel like it'll hurt less if I'm hard. Tug on my balls to help or somethin'."
"Fuck. Lie the fuck down, idiot." He grabs gloves out of the box and snaps them on.
I wipe my sweaty palms over my shirt and look at the nasty chair. "Dude." I cringe at it, not wanting to put my bare ass on that thing. Grabbing his roll of paper towels, I layer up like it’s a public toilet then carefully sit down. "Should I spread my legs?" I stare down my chest at him.
"You should shut up," he mumbles then shifts in the chair and lifts my dick to inspect it. "I can't believe you're making me do this. And I don't think hard is the right choice, man. You need that extra skin soft so..." He laughs. "Fuck, Grant, I'm gonna fuck this up but, here goes nothing."
I close my eyes, trying to get my thoughts off a needle being shoved through my dick skin...three times. I've wanted this for a while now but never had the balls to do it myself. No pun intended.
"Where's Affy today?" The minute the needle penetrates I almost piss. "Fuck!"
"One down, two to go," he mutters, grabbing the next needle. "And I think she's at the lake. Probably daydreaming about leaving this place." The needle shoves through my skin without warning and I scream so loud, Gary's probably gonna burst through that curtain and ruin all the fun. Hopefully he's not here.
I grit my teeth and wipe at the sweat on my forehead. "She's fucking crazy, dude." Bringing the subject back to Affton, I try not to think about my sad dick.
"I'm not certain you're the one to be calling anyone crazy, man." He shoves the third needle through and I clench my ass cheeks, trying not to fart but that one really fucking hurt.
It's over. I survived and now can start the healing process so there's not a lot of down time.
"Thanks for being so gentle with my dick, dude."
"Not done yet," he mutters, pushing his stool back. "I'll be right back." He stares at my limp dick, currently sporting three very large needles and shakes his head. "You're fuckin' insane," he says, laughing as he heads out to grab the jewelry.
A grin starts to creep up my face. I like it. Chicks are gonna either fucking like it or be afraid, until they climb the ladder.
"Hey! Grab something badass for ribbed pleasure!" I call out. "How long you think I gotta wait to fuck?" I mumble as he walks back in, my dick slowly getting harder by the minute, but I'm trying not to think about fucking.
"Six weeks, idiot. Good luck not getting that thing infected." He sits back down and huffs. "Here we go." When he starts to pull the needle out and the barbell through I grunt. "One done."
The second and third aren't as bad and when he's done, I've got a full hard-on. "Sorry about that." I chuckle.
He laughs and shakes his head, grabbing the ointment before tossing it to me and sliding his stool back. "Here, I think you can take care of this part."
"Come on, dude. Don't get offended by my dick. One day we're gonna be bagging the same chicks at once." I chuckle when he shakes his head. Shifting my legs to stand, I get to my feet and my head goes dizzy. My dick feels like all blood just rushed to it. "You're my best friennnn..." Everything goes black as I pass out.
That won't be the last dumb thing I ever do in my life.