Hidengo

I know of a guy who would actually edge himself before wrestling matches, something about the sexual frustration making him more aggressive. Also the morale damage the opponent suffers from having to wrestle a dude with a raging hard-on.

I am, sort of. Like, I’m used to being referred to as a man because that’s what people see me as, but… that’s what people see me as. I personally never felt a strong connection to maleness or masculinity or anything like that.

When I wake up in the morning with a full bladder I’m often tempted to go out for a morning jog so I can find a place to pee along the trails in the park, but I’m ultimately too lazy. One day, though. Maybe.

I work in a hospital. I’m practically compelled to wash my hands at any sink I see at this point. Did I wash my hands not 5 minutes ago? Yes. Will I wash them again? Also yes. I can basically no longer forget at this point.

Not that guys peeing is uninteresting to me, but I guess it takes a certain atmosphere for it to really do anything for me. Then again, I’m more receptive to desperation and huge pressure flows, neither of which are really portrayed much in stories or videos concerning penises.

I recently discovered the image thread (I can be quite the Columbus at times) and I want to say I do enjoy the “cinematography” of the shots. Something about the way you’re framed is interesting in an aesthetic sense. Though, from what I understand your husband takes the pictures, so maybe we can chalk this up to him holding the camera with love.

I always felt that this series doesn’t get the recognition it deserves, so I think I’ll do something about it and de-lurk for a bit to say how wonderfully I enjoy your descriptions of... everything.

I have a theory about this actually. It all goes back to the hunter/gatherer days. See, when you're hunting, the whole party can't stop so one person can take a leak. They stay behind to do their business and catch up later. So while they're all alone, genitals on display and back exposed for any carnivores to dig into, it's natural that they'd be on incredibly high alert. That "pee shy" mentality gets passed down as a hunter's instinct for staying safe while doing one's business on a hunt. The gatherers, however, had safety in numbers, and it's not like the plants are going any

I do sit to pee, but only in the comfort of my own home (or the home of someone close like family or friends). It's a lot less work, which os really the main draw.

I agree. I love the attention to detail. The descriptions really sucked me in.

I'm Asexual. Which seems supremely weird, what with this being a fetish site and everything. Still, I've never been sexually attracted to anyone, man, woman, or other. I can look at a naked woman (or man) and see beauty or something interesting. For example, I find large, dark areola more pleasing in an aesthetic sense than barely visible ones, but whatever switch is supposed to flip and let me say "wow, I find that person sexually appealing" just. Hasn't been installed. So why am I here, then? To be blunt, just because I'm asexual, doesn't mean I'm impotent. To p

Went jogging again this morning- well, yesterday morning, given that it's after midnight again (So much for making a routine out of it). Started the jog desperate and ran for a good ten monutes before I had to branch off. Webt down a less beaten path this time, but I passed exactly 0 people do I could have stopped on the main trail if I wanted to. Jogging while desperate must have upped my speed somewhat, because I was more than halfway to my destination!

For me, it seems to be some kind of primal territory marking thing that my lizard brain gets some kind of arousal from. I've grown up following various rules and regulations (mostly on what shows I was allowed to watch) and have always just ranted to claim a space for myself.

How many fingers did you use to open the can?

.Because I work overnight now, I usually go to the gym on my day off (or the day after my day off- time is an illusion). But aince I have to do laundry today, I settled for jogging through the park. As motivation, I held in my morning pee and promised myself I'd pee in the river if I was able to run the whole trail at once. Turns out, I was too desperate to run properly and settled for sneaking off to pee beside the river- there are lots of trails, and it was easy to find a secluded one. In any case, I might make it a habit to wake up early and have a nice piss in the park before or after

Happened a fair bit ago that I went on a trip with a group of ~40 to a water park. Just about an even gender split on a 3 or 4 hour drive, made longer because the driver missed the obvious stop (there was a water slide that went above the tree line. I pointed it out and nobody listened) and went more than 20 minutes before turning around and hitting traffic on the way back. The bus was not one with air conditioning. And, again, it was quite a drive. In the summer. We drank a lot. This bus also lacked on-board toilets. You can see the issue that resulted. Pretty much the whole bu

Oh, I'm sure I'd very much enjoy joining in on that.

Ok, so. I've come to a weird conclusion about my understanding of this fetish, at least how it applies to me. That is: I'm not really into pee stuff in real life. Like, I do get turned on by the idea of public urination and "naughty" peeing, when I'm doing it myself. There's an aspect of marking my territory that appeals to something in my lizard brain and (I assume) some wires cross somewhere in there and it sends arousal chemicals into my bloodstream. I also get sexual enjoyment out of stories and videos about women in desperation, especially urinating in public. But twice now

Just an idea I got based on a bit of lore they introduced on Pottermore year or so ago. The Internet grossly misinterpreted the meaning, which I poke a little fun at, but I had a lot of fun writing this anyway. Note: A Wizard Did It is literally in full effect here. In fact At Least Two Wizards Do Various Things. Expect a certain reduction in realism is what I'm saying. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● Being anywhere near Diagon Alley was a hassle, especially during the pre-Hogwarts days, when students are running around to purchase everything they need. Of course, we didn't choose to be h

It was around the summertime at night, at one of those attempts at a park smack dab in the middle of a (usually) bustling urban area. It was more like a garden. Point is I really had to go and didn't feel like holding it to wait for a train, and I considered the coverage to be adequate. Went down. The trail a bit and whipped it out. Pushed a little hard because I didn't want to get caught but still was there for a good minute.

A couple years back, I was over at a friend's apartment playing video games. I had a lot to show him- brought my laptop and everything- and we spent almost six hours there. You ever sit still for a while and just have this immense urge to pee once you get up? Yeah. That happened. I was about to use his bathroom as I left, but his mother was in there washing her hair and I just felt some way about it and decided I would stop at a McDonald's or something on the way to the train station. So, playing it cool, I left. Something I didnt mention: he lives on the top floor of his building. N