Growing up pierced

I've always been pierced. As far as I can remember I had a golden bar through my glans. The first one was smaller and then I got a longer one around age 14.

Many have asked me how it can even be a thing to get pierced as an infant. Well, I guess it's only fair to ask in return, how it can be a thing to be cut as an infant. If your getting a simple ring passing through your urethra (which is the case of most of my cousins), it's a reversible action, unlike getting cut which is not. Some have piercings around the corona of their glans, these ones are also reversible.
But, in all honesty, mine is not, especially after all these years. It so happens to be the "traditional" one every man in my family should get to conform to our tradition. So why did they decide to get less intrusive ones? I guess they wanted to carry on the tradition in a symbolic way.

It all started with my great grandpa who's now died long before I was born. Him and his friends got pierced while living in a distant Asian colony. They had decided to stay one more year after the end of their military duty to visit places. This is how they ended up meeting a indigenous tribe, somewhere on an island. Guys there got pierced through the head as a rite of passage when they "become men". I don't know if these people still live in this tradition manner today, I don't know any of them, but what I know is that they used to live pretty much naked so when my great grandpa and his friends first got in contact with them they had to take off their clothes. Being taller, white and having blue eyes definitely made them stand out but what really astonished everyone was that they had foreskins covering their glans and no piercing. According to what I've been told, these people have a genetic trait that gives them a very short foreskin couple with a big throwing head when soft. I can believe that since I've had sex with a few Asian guys, although not related to this people, and they do tend to have mushroom heads.
My great grandpa and his cousin were the only ones in their group of six friends to also have a meaty glans and little to no foreskin so the people there assumed all the other ones were underaged. As tall, hairy and muscular the other four soldiers were, they passed as kids in the eyes of their Asian counterparts.
Europe at this time was a pretty uptight place that did not really fit my great grandpa's view on life in general. For what I've been told he was very much seduces by these people's views about body image and sex. Maybe he also likes being revered for his enormous schlong but that's my interpretation. Although my grandpa never said it to me, I guess it's pretty safe to say that his dad, my great grandpa, was also bisexual and a horny mofo. I think he just relished the openness and freedom of being able to have sex with anyone he wanted and these people, who were neither Christians nor Muslims, had a culture that allowed men and women to live a very liberated sexual life. But that freedom that some people might call "promiscuousness" came with an obligation of getting pierced so they obliged. Four of them had to get cut before that but there was no one who knew how to do that so they had to take a long trip to nearest city, find a surgeon, get cut, recover and go back to the jungle. Their one year trip was already going on two years at that time.

They ended up staying three years there and married women from the tribe that they took back to Europe with them. All of them got disowned for marrying these women but they had foreseen that outcome and did not need anyone else's money to prosper. They also brought bit of their wives' culture with them, including the habit of living naked, a positive outlook on sexual fluidity and the tradition of getting boys pierced and cut (if needed) by the time they hit 15. I'm very grateful for that heritage because it's freeing. I feel more free than most of my classmates and friends, having heard that pleasure is not a sin and sex is an important part of life.
My grandpa considers having sex with another guy, normal for a single man. Actually it almost sound mandatory when you hear him (as long as the guy is "clean" which means cut and pierced). Even after marriage, as long as you don't have sex with other woman, it's not considered cheating. And women are entitled to the same.

My great grandpa's friends also have (many) kids, including my grandma, so we do have a big pool of people who share that culture with us. I don't really consider myself bisexual but I enjoy having sex with guys, I've always wanted to try. Finding one that was "clean" was pretty hard for me so my dad introduced me to one from our very extended social circle. He was my age and very handsome, I told that story in another post. He was one year younger than me which meant I had to be top and he had to be the bottom and he still refuses, to this day, to change that dynamic. I think he likes my dick. We don't see each other very often but we fuck every time our schedules allow us to meet, once or twice a year maybe.
Later on I joined a gym that owned by one of my uncles. I wanted to get more muscular (which is a hopeless cause) and I wanted to meet other guys like me. I knew that many of them were regulars (which was also what allowed that business to take off in the first place). I met several guys there. Basically, looking around myself in the locker room, there was little to no chance I would not catch at least one guy who wasn't "clean". Some of them purposely drove one hour to attend that particular gym. But it's not a sex club, it's actually a family friendly place, so there were no blowjobs going on in the showers. This was (and still is) the place were dads took their sons exercising without having to fear someone would say anything about all of them being pierced (for those who choose to get their sons pierced as infants which is becoming increasingly common amongst our community). There is a special locker room for then if they don't feel comfortable having people watching our junk all the time. There's also a special time slot once a week when people can use the swimming pool naked which is very convenient in winter. I never used the special locker room because it's only for boys under 15. My little brothers used it for a few years although they didn't wanted to but it was still safer because people are nosy.
If I had one cent for each stare I got...It's always weird to see people's face when they come on the naked day at the swimming pool. The ones who dare taking off there swimsuit then see that half of the guys are cut and pierced, including the owner of the place and some kids. They're surprised to say the least.

Joining that gym had little to no effect on my muscles but it did boost my sex life. Locker room etiquette is different when we are amongst us. Two "clean" guys finding themselves in the locker room may easily start conversation without knowing each other. If they're alone they might even start the conversation by saying "you're hot man!" because it's acceptable for us to say that. Then if the other guy is not interested in guys (or in you in particular) he might just say thanks and talk about something else but if he is interested in you he might answer "You too!" or even "Good looking dick !". It's something common and natural for us, especially married guys, since dudes are the only ones we're allowed to stray with. All the married couples I know are what you would call "open" but most of them with restrictions: the wife can go with other women and the husband with other man. It's not something I got told once by an adult as I was coming of age, it's embedded in the culture, it's in the way we're raised and in the situations we hear about or witness growing up. I feel like I've always known that, once married, I was allowed if not expected to also seek pleasure with other dudes, preferably younger but that's another topic.


The first encounter I had there was manufactured though. I was way too shy to do anything on my own. A guy, around my dad's age and another one around my age came towards us as we were taking a shower. The older one walked towards my dad and introduced himself while shaking his hand :
- HI, I'm JP and this is my son G.
They shook hands and then my dad introduced us. JP added :
- Congratulations, your son is beautiful !
- Yours is very good looking too!


(They always compliment each other on their children, that's no news)
Then JP added :

- Do you mind if they get to know each other a little ?
- Not at all !


So my dad moved away from his spot and went to the other side of the room finishing showering while talking to JP while G showered next to me.
He was about 1,80m tall and looked exotic. Although his dad looked very much white, he, on the other hand, looked definitely mixed race with a darker Mediterranean-like skin tone and his body, just like mine, was completely shaved, even the legs. He had straight black hairs. His ass was spotless, it had obviously been carefully waxed. He was way better build than I was, he had a very muscular chest and a nice set of abs with thick thighs for a guy his age. Tucked in between his thighs was a small but beautiful dick, probably 10cm long soft with a nice fleshy purple head with a piercing going through it vertically and a normal set of balls hanging low. He spoke first :

- Here, let me rub your back.

He did not wait for my answer to start doing it. He resumed :

- It's not the first time I see you, you've got a hot cock dude !
- Yours is nice too. I bet you can go for hours with it! How old are you !
- Almost 16.


I was 15, planets were perfectly aligned...and i was starting to get hard as well. I got dressed and went back home with his phone number.

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fun story, could see myself growing up in that tribe
 

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