As I mentioned in my last post, there was more to follow. I told NW about what had happened. She was a bit jealous/frustrated, because I had done it myself. She wanted to watch. She has made it clear that she has no desire, or intention, of ever doing it to me…she is rather emphatic. She definitely wanted to see me do it, however.
I explained to NW that I had considered calling her in there, on Sunday morning. I decided not to, however. Why? Because of a couple of things. To actually do this to myself, it takes an inordinate amount of focus. Someone else being there is somewhat of a distraction. It is also a very intense and personal experience. The other part is that I have a fear of failure, when it comes to her. I don’t want to say “Hey, come watch this!”, only to decide that I can’t do it, right then. She understood.
In any case, I decided that last night was going to be the night. I was nervous, even scared. I mean, driving a needle, not only into, but through your testicle is worthy of fear…right? That is what I felt. My want of it, however, was far too great to turn back.
So, I gathered my stuff, plopped on the bed and NW joined me. We turned on a porn (Sasha Grey, of course) to help carry us through. NW played with me for about fifteen minutes, edging me a couple of times. Then we started. The needles were sterile but still got the alcohol treatment. My balls were tied off, so that I could attempt, for the first time ever, to pierce both in the same session. Tied off, so that they wouldn’t get in the way of each other. They had been washed and rubbed down with alcohol as well.
In the end, we were successful. I skewered my right testicle first and the left second. Here are a few pics to capture the occasion…
After getting this all the way through, I took about a twenty second break, for NW to take pictures and allow to sink in what she had just watched me do.
You will notice, in the second set, that there is an orange and white thingy on the end of the needle. That is cork. Yes, as in part of a fishing cork. I had to improvise and really didn’t want the end of the needle slipping back inside of me while I was messing with the other needle.
On to the left testicle…
Having gotten the second needle all the way through, it was corked as well.
Once in place, and after a few moments for me to gather myself, I had NW grab both of the needles’ bases and gently twist them. Again, this was to loosen the incredibly tight grip that my balls and skin had on them. Also, though, I was hoping for a repeat of the previous morning’s eruption.
It felt weird, slightly painful. I had her wiggle them back and forth, all the while continuing to rotate them inside my balls. It hurt, it yielded stimulation, but I wasn’t going to orgasm. So, she took me in her mouth, just the head, and worked me with her tongue, while continuing to work the needles.
It didn’t take much and I was heading for the edge. I warned her and she pulled her mouth away, gave one more tug and rotation and released. A few seconds later a heavy, thick spurt hit me at the bottom of my chest. The rest dribbled out as the ruined orgasm played out. It was done. It was good. I was aching.
Now to remove the needles. I always hate this part. Believe it or not, it is uncomfortable. I removed the needle from my left testicle first. I little tug as the tip re-entered my body, but otherwise okay. The needle in the right testicle resisted a little more, but finally yielded. NW immediately noticed, and the sheets confirmed, that just as the tip of the needle pulled back in to me, vacating the exit hole, a small stream of clear fluid, with some blood in it leaked out forcefully. I finished removing the needle, and slid back to see. I would say that it was at least a dropper full of fluid. I am not sure what it was, other than the red being blood. Some sort of seminal fluid, I can only guess.
In any case, there you have it. It will be a while before I consider doing this again.