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My Sister’s Heart Tattoo

My parents are very religious. That’s probably why my sister turned out to be such a rebel. For instance, when she was 15, and I was 13, she hauled off and got a tattoo. My parents would have punished her to the end of their days, if they found out, but they didn’t. How she got a tattoo artist to believe she was old enough, I have no idea.

So, after school, with our parents both still at work, she barged into my room one day, in her usual way. The thing is, I thought I had locked the door. I was stark naked and was jerking off at that moment. I hadn’t yet grown any hairs, and couldn’t cum, but I could orgasm, although it took me a while. I had been under the belief that masturbation was a really bad sin, but couldn’t help myself.

When she came in, catching me right in the act with my little hardon sticking straight out, I was more than embarrassed. I was totally ashamed. I started crying. When I could talk again, “Don’t tell Mom and Dad,” was all I could say.

“Fuck no. I’m not going to tell them anything. You go on with what you’re doing. I’ll just step out, and leave you alone.”

“Um, so you’re OK with it? I mean, seeing me doing this? How come you’re not freaking out?”

“Dude, masturbation is as natural as breathing.”

“No, it’s not.”

“Yes, it is!” she said empathically.

At that point, she came fully into my room, sat herself down on the edge of my bed, and gave me the lecture. Not the lecture one usually gets, but one that taught me that pretty much everyone masturbates, it’s normal, and actually good. It was the first time I heard such information, and wasn’t sure I could believe it.

Dawn could see I was still worried. For that matter, I was still naked, although my little peter had wilted back down to nothing.

“Look, I’m not going to tell anyone. In fact, if you promise not to tell anyone, I’ll share one of my secrets with you.”

“You masturbate too?” I timidly asked.

“No, I mean, yes, I do, but that’s not my big secret.”

“So, tell me.”

“If you promise not to be ridiculous, I’ll show you.”

What in the world was she going to show me? I had an inkling it was something that might involve seeing her naked or something. My guess wasn’t far off the mark.

“Here, look,” and with that, she pulled her shirt up a bit, and hooked her other thumb in the waistband of her pants, and pulled them down. Not all the way down, just to the top of her vaginal area. I saw a small tuft of brown hair, but nothing more.

I didn’t understand. Then, she adjusted her clothes a bit so her shirt and pants stayed revealing the hair above her vagina, and with two fingers she started kind of spreading the hair. Then I saw it. No bigger than a fingertip, there was a little red mark. It was a heart. She had a little heart tattooed above her vagina. She explained the significance of the heart.

“I love sex.” She said. “Well, I haven’t actually had what you’d call sex, I haven’t yet fucked a boy….” I cringed at the word ‘fuck.’ I just wasn’t said in our household. “But I love masturbation, sex, maybe lesbianism, everything about the concept.”

She pulled her pants back up, and her shirt down, and that was that. It took me days to process that remarkable information. My own sister! I knew she was a rebel, and that my parents had sort of given up on changing her, but still, this was over the top!

A week later she barged into my room again. I wasn’t jerking off this time. I was looking in a microscope I had. I wasn’t very good at it yet, having just learned that things have to be sliced so thin that light can pass through them, and trying to figure out what kinds of things to look at.

Oddly, I welcomed her barging in. During the past week, although I’ve always loved her, even if I didn’t understand her crazy ways, and the way she argued with my parents, there was something about her admission that brought us closer. Or maybe it was the very intimate way she saw me the last time she barged. Maybe that was cathartic in some odd way.

“I want to show you something.”

Again, I was super curious. What could possibly top that little tattoo?

She pulled her pants down again, but this time, all the way down. I could see her vagina. My little willie stirred in my pants instantly. Then it hit me. The brown hair was gone! And the little red tattoo was clearly visible, just about an inch above the top of her vagina slit.

“Wow Dawn, that is so cool!”

Instinctively, I reached out and touched the tattoo with my fingertip. She didn’t back away.

“That’s nice, but where it really feels nice to touch is right here,” she said, as she grabbed my hand and pressed my index fingertip against what I later came to find out was her clitoris.

“Um, OK.”

“I mean, you can go ahead and rub it, if you want.”

I did want! Very gently, I rubbed little gentle circles on the exact spot and she kind of arched forward, presenting herself more to me.

The next few minutes found her sprawled on my bed with her shorts down around her ankles, and me exploring her whole vagina. I tried pulling the lips apart as far as I dared. I wanted to see inside. Where did that fascinating pinkness lead? I couldn’t really see inside anything, just a half-inch or so of slippery pinkness. She was kind of squirming, and I kept thinking I was hurting her, but she assured me that it felt very nice.

“What does it feel like?” I asked.

“Kind of like… I want more.”


“Here, let me show you, little brother.” Without asking, she undid my shorts. She took off my T-shirt too, and evidently for good measure, she took off her T-shirt.

Wow, oh wow, she had tits! Of course I knew that, but never thought about Dawn in that way. They were beautiful. Rounded, with darkish pink nipples, with larger dark disks around them. I couldn’t help myself, I reached out, and felt them with both hands. She didn’t stop me.

Of course, my little penis was at its full three inches the whole time. Her point in removing my clothing was to illustrate to me what felt so good to her. So, after I got a good feel of her breasts, she had me lay on the bed, and wrapped the fingers of her right hand around my penis. My oh my, that did feel good! She then lightly touched my balls with her fingertips, which was such an exquisite feeling, I knew I’d need to know more about that.

“Donnie, I have an idea.”

“OK.” At this point I would have been up for anything.

“I want to see sperm in that microscope of yours.”

I didn’t fully understand, but on the other hand I did. I didn’t think I had any sperm, but she was convinced she could get some out of me. I trusted her, and was very, very curious about that whole situation. I mean, you have no idea, how curious.

I let her know I was up for anything she wanted to do.

The next thing I know, she was fondling me big-time. She was pulling the loose skin of my penis up and down, and it was starting to feel so amazing, I knew I’d have an orgasm any moment. I had had orgasms before, from my own jerking off, but nothing came out. I figured maybe she had some special technique or something, and could show me how to get sperm to come out. That would be super-cool, right?

She stroked a little while longer, and I did have an orgasm, and I can’t even tell you how good that felt. For the first time, I knew I didn’t have to feel guilty, or somehow wrong about orgasms. This was so ‘right.’

The only thing that came out was a tiny bit of wetness at the end of my penis. Not even a drop. But that was new to me. I had cum! It took me another year before I could really cum, but this was a great start.

Dawn grabbed a microscope slide and rubbed it against the tip of my still hard, but wilting penis. She placed it under the microscope, but as much as we moved the slide around, and fiddled with the focus, there was nothing to be seen.

Days, months, and years went by. She and I got together fairly often to play ‘sex games’ as we called them. We never did actual have intercourse. Even Dawn, as rebellious as she became, didn’t want to do that with her own little brother. But she was very oral. She had expressed to me early on, that she’d like to try having her pussy licked, and I was more than happy to comply.

My first real ejaculation happened in Dawn’s mouth. We did eventually get to see my sperm in the microscope. It wasn’t a very good microscope, so all we saw were tiny wiggling blobs.

She went off to college. We thought she was going to become a psychologist, but instead, she discovered drugs, and dropped out of college. Twice, she was taken to the hospital for overdoses. Pretty soon, my parents and I were afraid she’d continue to spiral downhill and die. Meanwhile, I had started college, also majoring in psychology. I didn’t want to have anything to do with drugs, or even drinking. Seeing her slipping away made that really clear for me.

Dawn started dating, if you can call it that, with a guy named Carl. Carl was a mess to look at. Long, straggly hair, bearded, inner city accent. We just figured he could be nothing but more trouble for her, but what could we do?

Dawn admitted to me one time, that Carl was the best sexual lover she had ever known. ‘Too bad he’s such a mess,’ I thought.

It turns out Carl was also studying psychology. Despite his appearance, he was a caring, empathetic fellow. In one of Dawn’s more lucid moments, she said Carl had her going back to school, and was a ‘great influence’ as she called him. A couple of weeks after that, he got her to go to rehab. My dad complained that it cost him $23,000, but he paid it.

Dawn came out of rehab, and got back in college full-time. We were all tiptoeing around her, figuring she’d relapse at any time.

She didn’t. She got a masters in psychology. So did Carl. Two years later, so did I. The three of us started a little counseling office. Dawn went to an out of state university, and got a Phd in psychology, specializing in sexual studies – of course. Carl and I continued to build our practice. Most of our clients weren’t ‘sick.’ They were upwardly mobile people who wanted to improve in their abilities, especially confidence. Dawn came back, and held the practice together while Carl and I went to that same university and got our doctorates in sexual studies, based on her absolutely glowing recommendation.

He and I shared a dorm room. It worked out very nicely. He and I are the best of friends. And yes, we did jerk off in each other’s presence, and even jerked each other off a number of times. Dawn came to visit a few times, and the three of us played extensively. She and Carl did the whole thing, but between me and those two, it stayed all masturbatory, which was fine with me.

I know I’m compressing years into minutes in this story, but that’s pretty much what happened. While Carl and I were away, Dawn continued to build the practice. The funny thing is a good number of her new clients were people who wanted to get past sexual hangups. When Carl and I came back, we were delighted in the patients Dawn handed off to us.

We now have a world-famous clinic, where we lead two-week workshops. Oh, yes, these workshops are for both sexes, and are very hands-on.

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Multiple Piercings

I had a conversation with a person who has multiple piercings. Those are his actual piercings shown above.

Me: Thanks for commenting, and for sending the pic, although that’s not my dick in the picture. I’m more of a play piercing guy. In fact, I haven’t even done much of that lately. I do have a fantasy that’s kind of the opposite of a common body mod: I think it would be fun to rough up the sides of my peehole, then stitch it partially together so it would heal quite small. How fun it would be to have long, thin streams of cum when I ejaculate, and to have long, thin, but powerful piss streams. What part of the world are you located in? BTW the attached picture is me, a regular 6-incher although it looks bigger in the pic.

My penis

Me: [Referring to his picture] That’s a spectacular collection of piercings.

Him: Thank you very much!

Me: Wow, well decorated!

Him: Thank you very much!

Me: Is that you in the picture? My dick, by comparison is very plain indeed!

Him: Yes!!! It’s is my pierced dick!!!

Me: It is indeed a work of art. Do you own the rights to the picture? Could I include that pic somewhere on my website, Do you have any others like that?

Him: Yes, I do!

Him: Yes!! You can used the photo in your website!

Me: Way cool. Going a step further, if you are so inclined, I think people would really enjoy hearing your story. Would you care to write anything about your multiple excellent piercings? BTW, my direct email address is

Him: I really don’t know what to say about my piercings.

Me: I’m curious about many things, as I’m sure my readers are also. How much did they hurt? Much blood? Were you erect during some of the piercings? Did you do them yourself, friend or professional practitioner? What do your friends think about them. What’s sex and jerking off like now?

Me: BTW, how have your piercings affected your sex life? Do you get to say something like, “Hey, want to see my piercings” as a conversation starter?

Him: I went to a professional body piercer! I got my first PA [Prince Albert] piercing in 1998. And now I have 117 genital piercings.

Him: Getting a genital piercings is a rush 4 me!!! All my genital piercings hurt like hell!!

Him: I really dont say anything about my piercings to my friends, because some people look down on genital piercings.

Him: Sometimes is hard 4 me to jerk off, Because my PA is 0 gauge. I don’t have sex because the condom won’t fit over my ampallang piercing. And there’s no way that I’m going to take out my ampallang piercing!! The ampallang piercing was the most painful piercing I got.

Me: [Not realizing I had said this a couple of days earlier] BTW, my own interest in mods goes the other way than anyone I’ve talked with or read about. I want to get my peehole partially sealed, so the opening is very small. That way, I believe cum would shot out, and ejaculations would last longer. Peeing would be interesting also.

Him: That’s be really great for you! My hole is to big. My pee come out both holes, so I have to be very careful peeing.

Him: Please tell your readers getting a genital piercings for me is awesome!! The name of my piercings I have is Prince Albert piercing, dydoe piercing, ampallang, piercing, pubic piercing, Jacobs ladder piercings, and scrotal piercings. I would like to Thank You!!!

On November 10, 2022, he sent an update, which he speaks about in the comment below. Here is the picture he sent along with it:

double ampallang penis percing

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Princess Albertina Piercing

Princess Albertina Piercing

Women sometimes get a Princess Albertina piercing. This is a hole punched from about a quarter-inch (6mm) inside the urethral opening through to the outside of the opening just below the clit. So, it goes right through the wall of the peehole. Then, a curved barbell or ring is inserted into the opening. When the inner labia are closed, it cannot be seen. Like the more common male equivalent piercing, the Prince Albert, this is typically performed without anesthesia.

In the photo above, you can just barely see the Princess Albertina piercing peeking out from within the vagina.

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Prince Albert Piercing

Prince Albert Piercing

The Prince Albert piercing is probably the most common male genital piercing. This piercing is punched from inside the urethra to the underside of the penis, generally in the frenulum area, about 1/4 to 1/2-inch (6 – 12mm) from the opening. Both males and females say the Prince Albert piercing can enhance intercourse. It does have the unfortunate effect of making urination more messy. The wearer of a Prince Albert generally has to sit down to pee.

Reverse PA Piercing

Men can also get a reverse PA in which the piercing is placed from inside the urethra to the top of the glans. These piercings are almost always performed without anesthesia.

Some men will work on stretching their Prince Albert piercing so that the diameter of the ring they wear can become quite large. Having a hole that accommodates a quarter-inch (6mm) diameter piercing is not uncommon.

Princess Albertina Piercing

Women have a similar but much less common piercing called the Princess Albertina.

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A common type of body modification is meatus (peehole) widening, known as meatotomy in which the meatus is purposely lengthened. This is generally done by the man himself, or non-professional practitioners, without anesthesia.

A complication is that the owner of a widened meatus may have trouble with a dribbling urine stream that is difficult to aim into the toilet. The condition can be surgically reversed.

Your author has imagined that the opposite treatment might be interesting: To purposely partially close the meatus. This might result in a stronger, better aimed urination stream. Furthermore, it might cause longer-lasting, more continuous, more forceful ejaculations. That might be fun. A person could perhaps fake the effect to see what happens with a bit of crazy glue applied to the top or bottom of the meatus. Keep in mind that frequent contact with glue of that sort might cause skin irritation or worse. Alternatively, a couple of closely placed stitches could temporarily reduce the meatus.

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Some men enjoy getting tattoos on their penis, or scrotum, whereas women will sometimes have their vaginas, breasts and the area around their anus tattooed. For men, the glans (head of the penis) is a common target. It certainly must feel interesting while the tattoo is being applied. A few have had very small tattoos just inside their peeholes. That, too, must be an interesting sensation, but it probably doesn’t last as long as one would like. On the other hand, wouldn’t it be fun to show your peehole tattoo to people?

Recent scientific studies have shown that tattoo ink can cause health problems, so your author recommends being careful about how much tattoo ink you add to your body.

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Testicular Implants

In the early part of the 20th century, doctors assumed implanting testicles from various animals might help men who were suffering from erectile dysfunction. They used gonads from goats, sheep, pigs, baboons and chimpanzees. The procedure completely didn’t work, and the foreign material was simply, yet painfully absorbed by the body, but it didn’t stop thousands of men from asking for the procedure.

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Genital Modification

Also known as body modification or mods, genital modification is the art of making changes to genitals. Both men and women participate. For women, common modifications are piercings, removal or trimming of inner labia, and tattoos. For men, modification can take many forms such as installing beads under the skin of the penis, enlarging the meatus, changing the scrotum in various ways, and more extreme measures such as splitting the penis into two long half-penises. Most mods are done without anesthesia. There is extreme risk of physical damage and infection. Another risk that many people don’t consider is psychological. Later on, you may really, really, wish you hadn’t done it.

One of the common male genital modifications is usually done gradually. A man will cut his meatus open a bit, and make sure it heals as a wider opening. Then he’ll cut it some more, until it is split all the way down to the frenulum. When the novelty of that wears off, the man continues splitting down the underside of the penis until the urethra is opened all the way down to the scrotum. This, as picture above, is known as a ‘subincision.’

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Needle Play

This is so NOT recommended!

Play piercing also known as needle play:. The general idea is that needles are poked into a person’s body without anesthesia for a kind of painful pleasure. This is definitely not for everyone. But for those who enjoy such things, needles can be pushed through nipples, exterior and interior labia, skin or tip of the penis, clitoris, or scrotum, at just about any angle as long as they don’t puncture internal organs. One place that can be problematic however, is the corposa cavernose, the large spongy areas in the penis that fill with blood to cause erections. When punctured, they bleed excessively and can heal poorly.

Some men will place needles in their scrotums, and some have been known to push needles through their testicles. This is risky business. Getting an infection inside your body this way is not only embarrassing, but potentially deadly.

Some people will push a single needle through a small area. Others will stick a dozen or more needles deep into themselves.

A place to start for men is to push one from just inside the meatus (peehole) through to the underside of the penis, perhaps 3 – 6 millimeters (1/8 to 1/4 inch) from the opening. This penetrates only a very small amount of tissue and heals quickly. Men have been known to ejaculate just from having a needle pushed into their dicks.

For women, starting with piercing the inner labia has a somewhat equal effect.

You might be tempted to use a sewing needle for your first experience. You may find that too painful. Sewing needles are designed not to poke through skin, so it takes quite a bit of pressure to push a sewing needle through. Many needle play people use acupressure or medical needles. Triangular canvas sewing needles can work well also, although they are large, and can also be painful. In many circumstances, especially if you don’t see it coming, an medical or acupuncture needle can be entirely painless.

Just like other sexual activities, this can be a solo experience, or done to you by someone else. This is serious edgeplay, and you should be properly prepared with knowledge, sterile facilities, a safeword, and be sure you can trust your partner.