Frank Iero Piercings Novels & Stories

"Nipples next. Uncle's doing them himself." My tits heaved, nipples perked from the cool air. He clamped the first, cold metal pinching. "Breathe, slut." The needle pierced sharp, fire through my breast. I cried out, tears pricking. He threaded the ring quick, silver hoop with a tiny lock charm. "Fuck... burns." He tugged it light, sting shooting to my pussy. "Looks good. One more." Second nipple same—clamp, pierce, ring. I whimpered, but heat built low again. The fresh piercings throbbed, sensitive.

he nodded and wore the necklace around Iero’s neck. Starting that day, they became friends. Time passed by... and they felt more than just being friends towards each other. So, one year ago, they wrote a letter to each other to meet up. But – Iero thought. It didn't go well. … Iero bit his lip as he healed the wound of the hunter. It was late at night and his friends found him inside the forest after they looked for him when he went missing for a few days. He fell on a cliff and was found tonight.

The power dynamic sent a thrill through me. Ryan's hands explored my body thoroughly, finding sensitive spots and exploiting them. He pinched my nipples until I gasped, traced the muscles of my stomach, wrapped his hand around my hardening cock. "Very responsive," he noted. "Does he have any piercings?" "Not yet," Dante said. "But I've been considering it. Nipple piercings maybe. Or a Prince Albert." The idea of Dante piercing me, marking me permanently, made my cock throb in Ryan's hand.

He wondered if that was the feeling just her wrist was producing, then what of her breasts. Irene stopped, pulled him hard enough to lose his balance, pinned her hands on both sides of her waist, and... "You better start explaining yourself. Why are you in that uniform? Why are you dressed like the gangsters? Why do you look so awful? In Fact you look.... Do you know what, just start explaining yourself. You have five minutes!" Irene demanded, perplexed.

The memory of the process and the subsequent satisfaction etched the experience into my consciousness, unlike the nebulous recollection surrounding my nipple piercings. Surrounding my ears are four piercings, each a marker of my journey in self-expression. The decisions to pierce were deliberate, a conscious effort to manifest facets of my identity through these small, yet significant, embellishments. Similarly, a single piercing adorns my nose—a subtle rebellion against convention, a declaration of individuality.

The piercings were still quite sensitive. Michael had turned out to be quite patient when it came to my piercings. He had chosen them and asked for my approval. Rose-gold coloured, my favourite colour, for all three piercings. Up top he eyed the simple nipple barbells, which were vertically pierced, and for down there, a ring with a stone on it. The grin he bore afterwards as he checked them out was almost picture worthy. But then his face grew worried. "That's ... quite red and swollen." He sounded unsure and moved up to my face to see if I was alright.

Elijah I’ve never really thought about stripping sensually, but with her watching, I push my pants and boxers down slowly, letting her watch as my cock bobs free from the confines the fabric. Her eyes go wide, zeroing in on the movement and the flushed hardness of my cock at the same time. “Oh wow,” she breathes. Her eyes dart between us all. “You all have piercings… down there.” I glance over, and realize she’s right. Not only do I have a Prince Albert, but Luke has a Jacob’s Ladder, and Benedict, the show off, has a Magic Cross piercing.

Yes, I blinked many times unable to believe that that would soon penetrate me. Another thing I noticed too was that not only did he have a piercing on his lip, he also had a piercing in the head of his c0ck! What was that?! It looked like a small shiny circular metal or pearl just above his dot. It was saluting happily at me, making me shiver with anticipation. Without any logic remaining in me, I did as Eriol commanded. I spread my legs more and waited for him to pierce me for the first time. I frowned then when I saw the c0ck piercing disappear. I gave Eriol a confused look and he only just said, "Another day babe. I will give it to you. For now, my raw dick will give you all you want."