Dentists do it orally.
Dentists do it with drills and on chairs.
Dentists do it and then tell you to spit.
What does the dentist of the year get?...A little plaque.

Blah!

Oh boy, I tell you, I hate dentists so much I can't even laugh at dentist jokes!

It's not that I have low threshold for pain, or anything like that. No, it's just that business of having someone, that I'm not actually on intimate terms with, poking around inside my mouth--I just don't like it.

And another thing, why do dentists love to talk to you when you're laying there with your mouth wide open? I usually just kind of wriggle my eyebrows up and down in acknowledgement of whatever it is he's saying.

So, my dentist was telling me the other day all about the dire consequences of tongue piecing. Damn it, I don't even have ears pierced, so why would I even be thinking about having my my tongue done any time soon? (By the way, if piercing is your thing, check out this excellent thread on body piercing and other body modifications here.)

Personally, I think it's your body and if you want to have a chuck of metal stuck through one of your most sensitive parts then that's up to you. Yea, come to think of it, those tongue piercings are nothing! What about those Prince Edward piercings? I mean, I haven't got a dick, and they still make my eyes water. Come to think of it they kind of make my mouth water too. *weg* I have to say, though, I have to wonder exactly how comfortable they'd been during a session of good hard sex. I mean would the studs pull or tear at the delicate skin on the penis? Or, are the studs perhaps removed before hand? Hey, if any of you guys out there have one or more of those things stuck in your dick, let me know whether you take them out first, will ya?

Ah, but I digress....

Well, anyway on and on he went about these damned studs. I figured he must know they're good for business because, apparently if you do manage to survive having one hammered through your tongue the metal ball will soon chip and wear away the enamel on your teeth.

Oh, but the real down side is no drugs, cigarettes, or alcohol for at least two weeks afterwards, since you're at a much higher risk of infection during that time. Well, hot damn it, that's really convinced me I don't need one!

Ah, but I digress yet again...

Well, anyway, he told me everything looked 'reasonable' but I have to tell you, as I was laying there on that huge black leather chair; my legs slightly spread, and with all those nasty instruments on the tray next to me, I just couldn't help but feeling more than a little bit titillated. I actually came home and had to do myself I got so aroused. So, am I weird? Has anyone else out there had a similar experience? I mean, does anyone else out there go to the dentist for the thrill as as well as the drill?