Where's my PA? ( and I don't mean the state)
I've been sitting on this story for awhile. I thought it was about time that I brought it out.
I have a PA, for those of you who don't know what that is, it stands for Prince Albert (NWS), and it's a body piercing in a pretty intimate spot on a man. Mine is shaped exactly like the one in the picture and the balls (heh heh balls) on either end unscrew so you can take it out to clean it, etc. I've had it a few years and I'm up to a pretty large gauge, but that's another story.
ANYWAY...one day last summer, I was at work. It was a Monday and I was prepping for our weekly sales meeting with my general manager. As usual at about 9:30 my coffee kicked in and I had to go to the bathroom. When I got there, I looked down and realized that the ball on the one side of the PA was gone. This had happened before and it's really annoying only because they are about $10 to get replaced if I can't find it and then I need to worry about it slipping out until I can get a new one.
I came back to my desk and searched around on the floor and then called Mike since he was home on vacation that week to see if he could look around during the day. I have had the ball come off in bed, or just in the course of walking around if it's not screwed on tight after I shower so I felt pretty confident that he would find it somewhere.
Well I wear boxers mostly to work and I usually have to wear a suit or some sort of dress pants so I was a little worried about the rest of it sliding out but I figured as long as I was careful it would be OK. I didn't want to take the chance of having to take it out for a full day cause it's a pain sometimes to get back in after that length of time.
10:00 rolled around and I gathered up the rest of the sales team to go into the conference room for our meeting. It was the usual stuff, sales goals, recaps, new clients, etc. My GM got up during the course of the meeting to go get something off of the printer as there wasn't one in the conference room.
On her way back into the room, she bends over to pick something up and says..."Did someone drop this?" I look up in horror to see in her well-manicured, very Republican, very non-body piercing hand; you guessed it...my bright, shiny, titanium, 4 gauge (kinda big), did I mention that it's normally sitting in the head of my penis?, Prince Albert.
Of I course I immediately stand up and say, "Oh thanks yeah, that's mine" and quickly take it out of her hand before anyone else has the chance to figure out what it is.
"Is that something off of your keychain or something?"
"Er, uh, yeah, that's it exactly, something off my ummm keychain." "I wondered where it went, thanks."
Thinking...."If only you knew where that just was."
I did end up finding the ball to the other side and have also gone up a size so have a new piece all together, but needless to say that sucker is on TIGHT when I get out of the shower in the morning.
I have a PA, for those of you who don't know what that is, it stands for Prince Albert (NWS), and it's a body piercing in a pretty intimate spot on a man. Mine is shaped exactly like the one in the picture and the balls (heh heh balls) on either end unscrew so you can take it out to clean it, etc. I've had it a few years and I'm up to a pretty large gauge, but that's another story.
ANYWAY...one day last summer, I was at work. It was a Monday and I was prepping for our weekly sales meeting with my general manager. As usual at about 9:30 my coffee kicked in and I had to go to the bathroom. When I got there, I looked down and realized that the ball on the one side of the PA was gone. This had happened before and it's really annoying only because they are about $10 to get replaced if I can't find it and then I need to worry about it slipping out until I can get a new one.
I came back to my desk and searched around on the floor and then called Mike since he was home on vacation that week to see if he could look around during the day. I have had the ball come off in bed, or just in the course of walking around if it's not screwed on tight after I shower so I felt pretty confident that he would find it somewhere.
Well I wear boxers mostly to work and I usually have to wear a suit or some sort of dress pants so I was a little worried about the rest of it sliding out but I figured as long as I was careful it would be OK. I didn't want to take the chance of having to take it out for a full day cause it's a pain sometimes to get back in after that length of time.
10:00 rolled around and I gathered up the rest of the sales team to go into the conference room for our meeting. It was the usual stuff, sales goals, recaps, new clients, etc. My GM got up during the course of the meeting to go get something off of the printer as there wasn't one in the conference room.
On her way back into the room, she bends over to pick something up and says..."Did someone drop this?" I look up in horror to see in her well-manicured, very Republican, very non-body piercing hand; you guessed it...my bright, shiny, titanium, 4 gauge (kinda big), did I mention that it's normally sitting in the head of my penis?, Prince Albert.
Of I course I immediately stand up and say, "Oh thanks yeah, that's mine" and quickly take it out of her hand before anyone else has the chance to figure out what it is.
"Is that something off of your keychain or something?"
"Er, uh, yeah, that's it exactly, something off my ummm keychain." "I wondered where it went, thanks."
Thinking...."If only you knew where that just was."
I did end up finding the ball to the other side and have also gone up a size so have a new piece all together, but needless to say that sucker is on TIGHT when I get out of the shower in the morning.
UH...NO YOU DIDN'T BLOG THAT!!!! LOL....
MARK
Posted by
Anonymous |
4:23 PM
I have a PA too - as in "public address" system. You know, 'cause I'm in a band and all... Okay - lame joke.
Posted by
JJ |
9:40 PM
Mark - Yeah I did.
JJ - WOW that was bad. :)
Posted by
Ron |
10:10 PM
Hahaha!
I couldn't think of anything else to say because I was in total shock.
I mean, cock molecules probably rubbed off of the PA onto her hand. That poor lady was walking around for the next hour with an aura of cock surrounding her hand and she didn't even realize it.
Posted by
JJ |
10:56 PM
I hope she didn't rub her eye afterwards otherwise she'd have been COCKEYED! ha....anyway
so you have on eh! awesome, I actually reall want to get one. I have one tattoo and am ready for another, but also want the PA, where'd you get yours? did it hurt? and does it effect your ability to pee in a straight line? :)
Posted by
Doug |
11:24 AM
you're my hero for having one of those piercings...my God, the pain!
Posted by
Anonymous |
7:00 PM
A similar event happened to me awhile ago - but I got off much easier than you did. I had just gotten out of my truck and was walking into the office when I hear the chink of metal on concrete - looking down I watched one of my SS balls rolling across the garage; it made its way down my pant leg and kicked out as I was walking... 5 seconds later as I'm running for the ball, the rest comes out the other pant leg!
All I could think about was "man, I'm glad this didn't happen in the office!"
Posted by
Chris |
8:39 PM
Hi Ron, saw you cross-post on my blog, so I figured I'd return the favor... My partner isn't so cool about the P/A, but he "tolerates" it. I'm sure he wants me to get rid of it, but like I say it's more of a "personal" thing than something for someone else...
So you mentioned that your partner likes yours - if it's not too personal to ask - what do you do with it on, if anything...? I usually take it out before playing. That "personal" thing again.
I'm a newbie blogger so I may have just crossed the line. Feel free to smack me aside the head. :)
Posted by
Chris |
9:08 PM