Nipple Piercing

Valentines Day had an adventure attached to it, that is worth sharing.

I awoke on this special day, to a brightly wrapped in red paper, gift. And RC smiling at me all giddy like. He got me a high end personal sex toy. Not an SM toy, not a toy to use on others, but a toy all for me, and my personal orgasmic pleasure.

I sat across the kitchen table from him half an hour later, and gave him his Valentine's Day card. Not the traditional Hallmark type either, one in fact that honored and made mention of one his sexual turn ons. Then I told him to hurry up and get ready as we had an appointment at 11:15 to pick up his gift.

After making the drive to Richmond, we parked the vehicle and I led my guy into the appropriate place of business. At the door, as my friend greeted us, I could feel it in the air, when RC realized what was about to happen.

I had brought him to a piercing studio, and was about to get his nipples pierced for him. His hesitancy was felt, not uncertainty over the choice to be pierced, more about the moment of clarity that is was truly going to happen. Today. Now.

He had expressed the interest almost a year ago, but it was not the time then to do it. Body Modifications should always been done by an experienced person and when you are certain you are ready for the experience.

Elwood made the experience a good one. RC made the choice of barbells as his jewelrey, and ironically we found out he has 6mm nipples.

I am quite certain that Elwood won't be forgetting our visit to his office very soon. While RC was in the chair, all sterilized and marked with ink for points of entry, I looked out the studio window and saw the vehicle going down the street.

I RAN OUT OF THE OFFICE, with no jacket screaming "it's moving, it's moving"! Ran straight out onto the street and chased the Jeep down the sidewalk. At this point it hit the vehicle parked in from of us and was pushing it too down the street.

Jumping in the driver door, I realize the Jeeps starter is trying to turn itself over, over and over again. People are coming out of neighboring business following the vehicles down the sidewalk and road telling me to turn the vehicle off.

There was NO BLOODY KEYS IN IT. It was moving on its own with no keys, so I scream this small fact back to the worried bystanders, who are now joined by a shirtless RC and the piercer Elwood.

Not believing what I have just said to them, they pull open the passenger door of the vehicle to look for the keys, only to see NONE.

Elwood and RC get some tools from some neighboring business, and with me with a foot on both the clutch and the brake get the damn thing stopped. Though the starter is still turning over and with the hood open, apparently sparking.

They disconnect the battery and the starter stops and I can finally take my feet from pushing so hard onto both pedals.

It took three men to push the car off the sidewalk and one of them turned out to be the owner of the car that our vehicle was pushing down the street. He actually saw the whole no keys things and even said, if he had not seen the whole thing take place he never would have believed it to be true.

But Elwood said, and it is true that there is never a boring moment when I am around. He could not believe what had happened right in front of his studio.

And RC, he believes that the vehicle was trying to escape from the horror of being pierced.

After catching our breath, and finishing our laughter it was time for RC to return to the chair.

Shirtless back in the chair, he had both nipples done in under eight minutes. The chair vibrated with his nervous energy like a small plane taking off.

Two large screams, some deep breathing and it was all over.

We sat around talking for a few minutes while awaiting BCAA as I enjoyed the chance to watch RC's eyes go from round as saucers and looking zoned to the squint look of a dull ache.

What a wild Valentine's Day.