All About The PenisPeeing
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About The Penis Home Page This is a very convenient thing
for a man to do al fresco, requiring not much more than a tree, a wall,
a bush or even just a lot of nerve. Generally women seem to be aggrieved that
peeing is so much quicker and easier for men, even though female outdoor
peeing can be achieved naturally by squatting or even standing-up,
should a woman be so inclined. Having
a penis allows little boys to compete against each other to see how who can
pee highest/furthest/most impressively. Generally, the boys without a
foreskin would win this game, unless the uncircumcised boys pulled their
foreskin back. I couldn't do that because my foreskin was stuck to my glans,
an anatomical variation which later resulted in my foreskin being removed. By
then we had grown out of peeing competitions, anyway. I suspect even way back
when there was some sort of male competitive thing at work. Who teaches boys
this stuff, anyway? Adult men who have
a long foreskin often pull it back because it can interfere with the urine
flow and form a splashy stream. Another reason for a splashy stream is
having a urethral opening which is irregular or uneven, or a slit rather than
a hole in the end of your penis. Women just think men are born with no ability
to aim into the toilet bowl. This may well be true. Private-bathroom
peeing is a painless and non-worrying process, at least for me. However, I
suspect some men are embarrassed about the echoing sounds their stream makes as
it hits the water, and guide their jet onto the edge of the porcelain. This seems
considerate but unnecessary to me. Mind you, I don't know if women like or
dislike the sound of a man peeing into water. A
lot more men have problems with public-bathroom peeing. In Victorian times,
public urinals were all-enveloping affairs, behind which men could shield
themselves so no-one caught a glimpse of their privates. These urinals were
also set at forty-five degrees to each other for greater privacy. Maybe this
had something to do with discouraging Victorian men from "loitering"
(a synonym for waiting around for gay pick-ups or rent boys). The modern
urinal has evolved from a porcelain wall with dividers between positions, into
individual bowls on the wall usually with no dividers or privacy, at least in
Britain. I think the Americans have a greater sense of privacy. And I support
them in this. I hate the idea of anyone having a quick peek at my willy while
I'm peeing, and if anyone is near me, I hold my penis with the hand on the
opposite side, and use the free hand as a shield so there's no peeking.
Hypocritically, I must admit I do sometimes have a quick sneaky look sideways
if I can be inconspicuous about it, just out of interest, you
understand. Many guys in a
crowded restroom will dive straight for the cubicles (aka stalls/traps) to
avoid the problem of pee-shyness (aka Paruresis).
Another reference. This is a
problem rooted in a man's head - the one at the top of his body, not his penis
- which renders him unable to let go while standing at a urinal. It has only
happened to me once, and it was a bizarre experience. To this day I don't know
why it happened just the once. I was in a bar restroom, and another guy
arrived at the same time as me. I unzipped, extracted my penis, pointed it expectantly
- and nothing happened, I simply couldn't pee. And I was dying to go. I stood
there, feeling like a spare prick at an orgy, until he zipped up and left.
After a while, things got back to normal. I
have never written my name in the snow, which is supposed to be a male game,
though I did play battleships while peeing with my cousins. This game was
commercially marketed as a way for dads to teach their sons to hit the water
in the toilet rather than the floor. Trying to hit different-sized floating
paper targets pretending to be enemy cruisers made peeing seem a more interesting
job, but my dad never joined in. I think I would have been embarassed if he
had. I have never peed with other men
in a communal way, like at summer camp, lined up side by side, or whatever.
This seems more likely to result in other guys seeing my penis than the use of
a public restroom does, and I rule it out for that reason. I have, however,
peed in many other outdoor situations, most notably off the bow of a yacht,
where the first thing they told me when I arrived was that men peed off the
bow to save mess. Unless it was pitching and rolling, in which case you went below
to the heads and sat down, to avoid mess. You'd think with a penis and a directable
flow, men could avoid mess, wouldn't you? This must be one of the mysteries of
life. Still, a moment's distraction, or looking at something other than your
aim, and you can be all over the place. Concentration is everything for male
pee-ers. One group of boys or men,
those who have severe hypospadias -
a congenital abnormality of the penis where the opening is somewhere on the
shaft rather than the glans - may find they have no choice but to sit down to
pee. This can have a severe effect on a young boy's sense of masculinity. Something
I remember was being taken into public toilets by my mother when I was a
little boy. I really hated that. I don't think it is a good idea for little boys
to be at all confused about their sexual identity, even in the most trivial
ways. A relative used to squat his little sons down to pee when they were in
the countryside because they had long foreskins which produced a messy stream.
I always thought he would have been better off
teaching them to pull the skin back. Perhaps the separation of their foreskins
and glans hadn't fully developed or something (the glans and foreskin are usually
separated from each other by the time a boy is 5, but it can be earlier or
later). I guess these issues will seem less clear if the beloved and I ever
reproduce. Urine is a sexual thing for
some people: the fetish of peeing on or in the body being called watersports.
Urine is sterile when it leaves the body, so the hygiene aspect is less important
than the esthetics. I have always thought peeing on someone a bit demeaning,
but it is a harmless enough pastime, I suppose, if it turns you on. It just
seems a bit messy. I once asked a woman to pee on me while I was in the bath,
lying down, as she stood up facing away from me. I did find the powerful
stream of warm liquid coming from her vulva and washing over me mildly
thrilling and exciting in a naughty playgroundish kind of way, but it didn't
turn me on enough to want to do it again. My only other really sexual encounter with pee was when a past
girlf and I were coming back from the pub, and she was wriggling around with
urgency with nowhere to go. Eventually she just decided to let it go, standing
by the roadside in her jeans, and I must say I was extraordinarily aroused as
her pee flowed down her legs and the wetness spread around her crotch - and so
was she. When we got home, we were just desperate to have sex. Which we did,
on the hall carpet. It was very intense. I think the excitement for her came
from the sheer childhood sexy naughtiness of wetting her knickers. I wouldn't like
to think what it was that was turning me on. (If anyone is interested in
close-up photos of the spot where the urethral meatus opens into the vulva,
and the way urine exits a woman's body, the Yahoo! club attached to The-clitoris.com
has some photos.) I
have peed into specimen bottles, usually by just putting my penis into the
bottle and letting a bit of urine flow. The difficulty here was then stopping
the flow while I removed my penis and pointed it back at the toilet. It used
to be quite difficult to stop my flow, the urge to carry on being too strong.
But after practicing Kegel exercises to make ejaculation more powerful, guess
what? I can stop my flow in mid-stream with impunity now. Those PC muscles
have a lot to answer for. All my tests have been fine. Sometimes, when I am feeling
tired or hypochondriacal, I taste a drop of my urine to see if there is any sugar
in it. Obviously there shouldn't be, because that means you have diabetes. So
far everything has been fine. :-) But that's the only time I taste it. In
general I think of it as a waste product, to be disposed of. Which is what it
is, containing, as it does, the breakdown products of protein metabolism and
other such-like wastes. Currently
I am on a water drinking campaign, having read a book which tells me that lots
of water is the way to maintain good health. I reckon even if this isn't so,
it must be a good thing to drink a lot, because it will get the toxins in my
body more diluted before I piss them away. This means my piss is mostly water
white right now. Occasionally it is deep yellow in the morning, usually after
a drinking bout the night before. I mean an alcohol-laden drinking bout.
Alcohol has an effect on my penis, as well as my pee. It stays resolutely
soft. Next morning, though, I often feel very randy indeed, though mostly in
no condition to do anything about it.
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