PissDude

I normally empty, except for the times I’m trying to fill until. Then I’ll empty just enough to keep going. But those are few and far between these days.

GenX here, but I wonder how Boomer girls bladders held on at Woodstock and other music festivals.

I remember in the late 90’s, taking the train out of a certain city. My friends and I were on the train. A group of girls were about to board when one of them stopped to puke. The train left with them still on the tracks. I can’t help but wonder how many of them had fulll bladders but had to wait for the next train.

The best I’ve ever measured, at a capacity beyond my imagination, is a little over US 30 oz. I’ve seen videos just about 2L. That is hot.

Interesting . I was born in Spain (my dad was US military at the time so I had dual citizenship) but never thought of Spain since) .

Thinking about it, for me, anything that comes up makes me need to piss just to be safe. Even if I went 5 minutes ago, if I need to leave the house, I wring myself out to be safe. Or at work, if I get called into a meeting, I tell them “let me hit the head”.

It gets me quite a bit. A week or two ago at work, I was filling up my water bottle. The water fountain is between the men’s and women’s bathrooms. A woman that works on the other side of the cubicle wall came barreling past saying something like “I REALLY have to go!” I had to sit down at my desk for a while…

I don’t remember the game itself making me have to go, but it seemed like every time I played hide and seek with girls, at least one of them would get desperate. One time I was hiding in the shower less than 30 seconds into the start of the game, and a girl came running in screaming about how bad she had to pee and threw me out. I never understood if girls just can’t plan ahead or if it just hit them suddenly. If I had to go before playing, I would go first, then play.

Best I’ve done is kept a bottle near me. When I filled up, I pissed into it. I could get a few bladder’s full, but then dumped it and rinsed it for reuse. That way, I only had to get up for another beer but not to piss.

That’s a thought I’ve had. It is like an orgasm. A filling bladder builds and builds, and will release itself if not dealt with. That’s probably why I associate the two.

The American Puritan aspect is highly influential. Someday, I hope to understand it.

No idea, but I’ve seen posts on here over the years from all of them. In English.

When I was young, there were a few girls who had to go about the same time as me. They were different, and we were not afraid to relieve ourselves together. Then it became forbidden, but I’d already seen girls relieving themselves and wanted to again. Then, I noted that playing with myself when I had to piss felt good. So I began to fantasize about girls I knew letting me play with them when they needed to go feeling good. It hasn’t happened, and I know fantasies only work in our heads when everybody else has to obey our rules. But privately, it can be powerful. I have not had a chance to expe

Whatever works for you. In the rare moments I get, I set myself up with a full bladder and go to town with pictures of women relieving themselves or videos.

I don’t dream about it much. I fantasize about it a lot though.

To be fair, with a little engineering experience (non-medical), I have trouble imagining women lining up for a trial of a urine receptical specifically for women. I’m sure the study would be hot, but how would you attract participants?

I don’t get to do anything others might consider wild. My wife had surgery and has to sleep on the recliner downstairs for a while. I had time the other night to have a few drinks and fill my bladder up. So I’m in the bedroom looking at pictures on this site, and realize I really have to take a leak. The few times I am able to get in that mode, I try to let a little bit out until I’m done. I grabbed a bottle and started pissing into it, but I couldn’t stop. Every time I stopped, the pressure was too great so I let a little more out, but I couldn’t control it. I let out a lot more than I planed

When I was dating my wife, one morning I had a bunch of coffee and realized I really needed to piss. She came up and grabbed my crotch, signaling she wanted attention. I had sex with her, but was completely desperate when we got done. I was still too erect for the toilet, so I pissed in the shower because I had no other options.

I have no idea how I ended up with this kink. I think my dad had unreasonable expectations for how long I should be able to hold it. Combine that with very early experiences with girls who had to relieve themselves. Somehow I came to equate the need to piss with sexuality and become aroused by the thought of a girl needing to relive herself. It is kind of like an orgasm though. It builds and builds and will release no matter what you want.

Not sure where the misconception came from. The toilet is a relatively recent invention. Do you think women simply didn’t piss for thousands or millions of years until the toilet was invented?

That’s why I prefer beer. It doesn’t irritate much and I can hold more. It also desensitizes so I can last longer.

I’ve been on this site for a long time, off and on. I lurked here for a while, then had to register in about 2017. I don’t have time to post and read actively, but I check in from time to time. It’s a great community. I’ve seen a few things. I always conduct myself by “house rules” no matter which site I’m on. I may ask a woman who posts a picture or video how desperate she was, but leave it at that. I’ve followed a few, but most have left. I had a few times I commented on a video and had some guy ping me over DM about where to find the full video. I don’t know, and he has

A test I sometimes do is grab my shaft with one hand and rub the head in circles with the other. If it produces a strong urge to piss (or if it causes some to squirt), I’m definitely full. Feels good either way.

I’m kind of amazed at times when I feel like I really have to piss and not much comes out. Other times, I figure I should piss and don’t feel much, but a lot comes out.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had the chance, but I used to use beer to fill up. Then I’d let a little bit out at a time to stay full, but in control.