Sometimes it doesn't matter

At A Glance
Author Brian a.k.a. Perk900
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This I found weird... When I first got my nipples pierced my biggest fear was the reaction of my parents... so I did whatever I could to keep it from them... now this sounds easy, but as a guy it's much more acceptable to walk around without your shirt on and what not... I remember just chillin' in my room when I get a knock on my door and I had to quick find a shirt to cover up... This all changed on my family vacation... Instead of celebrating Christmas my family went on a cruise (I know lucky privileged me...) well, the first couple days of the trip I couldn't relax on the boat... I couldn't lay out in the nice sun for fear of my parents freaking out on me (I did eventually find a nice little place where I could hang out and not get bothered)...

now sadly during the first two days of the trip my nipples got infected (damn that Jacuzzi) and all I had on the boat was anti-bacterial soap and it didn't quite get the job done (I know a nice salt-soak would of done the trick but there was no sea salt or kosher salt on the damn boat and I was warned against using table salt...argh) so during the remainder of the trip I'm searching effortlessly to find something to help heal my poor nipples... now, on this cruise we stopped off from sea at Jamaica, Cayman Islands, and Cozumel Mexico... Each stop I tried to find a nice little shop but none of them had any salts (very frustrating and it doesn't help that I couldn't ask for help from my parents because they would wonder why I would need sea salt...)

now when we stopped in Jamaica me and my brother (he didn't know my nipples were pierced either) went on a cheezy party boat where people got drunk and went snorkeling... this was gonna be great but my parents decided to go along as well... that sucked cause once again I would have to be on guard about my piercing... the worst of all was that we made a stop at Margarittaville some little tourist trap where people get wasted, but the place had this HUGE water slide that started at the top of the restaurant and spewed you out into the water near some kickass floating trampolines with a bridge between them for you to try and run across (I almost made it on the first try but ate it hardcore)... now the problem here was I wanted to go down the slide and not get caught... I waited till the coast was clear and took a trip down the slide... just as I hit the water my dad yells, "HEY BRIAN"... I'm all like shit, shit, shit... now he's on top of the restaurant and I make a swim for the ladder so I can go quick get my shirt on before he sees me and freaks out in public... so I make it to the ladder and just as I'm walking up he's walking down the platform... I pull a quick, "Hey check it out, it's Bridget (my sister)" he looks away and I sneak by and get my shirt... Score one for me...

So after this incident I think that I'm tricky and sneaky and I won't get caught... but that's not how it happened... the next day my brother catches me... I was relaxing in our room after dinner and he came in with a friend he had made... he didn't care... he actually said he thought about it too but since he gets in so many fights he'd be afraid of them being pulled out... I knew my brother wouldn't tell my mom or dad but that really didn't matter because the next day when we were in Mexico, my guard was down on the Party Boat my mom just comes up to me and goes, "Did you pierce your nipple?" caught me totally off-guard... Fuck... I said yes, and she didn't say anything after that except how long have I had them (at that point it was about two months)... weird all that time I was freaking out because I thought it would be this huge thing and she just blows it off like nothing (actually later she pokes fun at me when the metal detector goes off at the airport)... now the moral of this story is this... I tell long drawn out stories that jump off on tangents and make little sense and that I shouldn't have hidden something like this for as long as I did....

what was really funny though is when I got my tattoo she said to me, "I can understand the piercing but why the tattoo?" this still boggles me... but now I think to myself, how will she handle it if she found out that I have my penis pierced as well... I don't think she'll be as understanding, but I have a don't ask don't tell policy with the penis piercing... he they don't ask I won't tell... but if they do, I will...


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