PuddingPipeTree

Greetings from one new member to another! Welcome 🙂

Mr Leopold Bloom ate with relish the inner organs of beasts and fowls. He liked thick giblet soup, nutty gizzards, a stuffed roast heart, liverslices fried with crustcrumbs, fried hencods' roes. Most of all he liked grilled mutton kidneys which gave to his palate a fine tang of faintly scented urine.

Mr. Bloom knows the finer delicacies in life I suppose.

These are relationship goals, honestly 😛 

On 7/27/2020 at 11:26 AM, Sophie said:

the only thing on my mind was the burning inside me

This stood out to me for some reason - sounds like it describes your love, your current discomfort and irritability, and also just the pee you were holding onto, all at once.

Here we have a scene of Stephen Dedalus urinating in the sea. He does not describe his own urination but rather the sea, imagining the seaweed as the lifted clothes of women, echoing the crass song of Mary Ann from my previous post.

In long lassoes from the Cock lake the water flowed full, covering greengoldenly lagoons of sand, rising, flowing. My ashplant will float away. I shall wait. No, they will pass on, passing, chafing against the low rocks, swirling, passing. Better get this job over quick. Listen: a fourworded wavespeech: seesoo, hrss, rsseeiss, ooos. Vehement breath of waters amid seasnakes, rearing horses, rocks. In cups of rocks it slops: flop, slop, slap: bounded in barrels. And, spent, its speech ceases. It flows purling, widely flowing, floating foampool, flower unfurling.

Under the upswelling tide he saw the writhing weeds lift languidly and sway reluctant arms, hising up their petticoats, in whispering water swaying and upturning coy silver fronds. Day by day: night by night: lifted, flooded and let fall. Lord, they are weary; and, whispered to, they sigh. Saint Ambrose heard it, sigh of leaves and waves, waiting, awaiting the fullness of their times, diebus ac noctibus iniurias patiens ingemiscit. To no end gathered; vainly then released, forth flowing, wending back: loom of the moon. Weary too in sight of lovers, lascivious men, a naked woman shining in her courts, she draws a toil of waters.

The "Cock lake" is a double entendre - it is another name for the Cockle lake, but the "long lassoes" could also describe Stephen's own "lake".

This is exactly the kind of beautiful language I was hoping to find 🙂

Hmm, a revenge scenario sounds interesting - imagine someone pissing on their partner's playstation or something because they haven't been spending enough time together... And imagine the partner giving that person a pee-related punishment... That sounds like a writing prompt along with a sequel if you ask me.

(I don't endorse pissing on a playstation though, that sounds expensive 😛)

Oohh, that's incredible, I'd love to read an excerpt from that. Did you read that in English or in the original language?

I already found the first reference to pee in Ulysses, chapter 1:

Haines sat down to pour out the tea.

— I'm giving you two lumps each, he said. But, I say, Mulligan, you do make strong tea, don't you?

Buck Mulligan, hewing thick slices from the loaf, said in an old woman's wheedling voice:

— When I makes tea I makes tea, as old mother Grogan said. And when I makes water I makes water.

— By Jove, it is tea, Haines said.

Buck Mulligan went on hewing and wheedling:

— So I do, Mrs Cahill, says she. Begob, ma'am, says Mrs Cahill, God send you don't make them in the one pot.

Followed shortly with some reference to a song about peeing, where the last line is sadly left to the imagination:

— I fancy, Stephen said as he ate, [...] Mother Grogan was, one imagines, a kinswoman of Mary Ann.

[...]

—  For old Mary Ann
She doesn't care a damn.
But, hising up her petticoats...

He crammed his mouth with fry and munched and droned.

Bit of a crass joke, rather than erotic, but perhaps it can inspire nonetheless 😛

And later on, another silly song about Jesus making wine from water, and... vice versa. Not written by Joyce himself, but by his friend Oliver St. John Gogarty, after whom the character Buck "Malachi" Mulligan is modeled.

—  I'm the queerest young fellow that ever you heard.
My mother's a jew, my father's a bird.
With Joseph the joiner I cannot agree.
So here's to disciples and Calvary.

[...]

—  If anyone thinks that I amn't divine
He'll get no free drinks when I'm making the wine
But have to drink water and wish it were plain
That I make when the wine becomes water again.

I think taking a shower together is a great place to start - if she has to pee, she could do it right there, or move to the toilet which is probably in the same room. Either way, you can tell her how pretty she looks when she pees and she can get used to the idea.

It probably helps if you both need to pee, so you can encourage her to go by going first: "do you mind if I pee in the shower? it's difficult to use the toilet when you're making my dick so hard" might work.

There's always the chance that your partner does not want to indulge at all because it disgusts them. But if they're not completely averse to pee, they should respond at least a little positively to your playfulness, and you can work from there.

"Is there any dance more urgent[...]?" I like that expression 😛

The writer must have had an inconvenient experience in recent memory to be prompted to write this, huh? I wouldn't say any of her 6 tips are very useful... It's just six different ways of saying "plan accordingly".

Hey folks! Been thinking of joining this place for a short while now, and today I finally "bit the bullet" I guess.

My interest in pee / wetting has always been a part of the way I think about sex, but I've never really felt like it was something I wanted to discuss with other people. My girlfriend isn't interested in it at all, and it's not exactly something you'd tell your friends or family about, y'know? And I've never really experimented with solo pee play outside of some VERY bored holidays.

But lately I've been thinking that I'd love to write songs about peeing - both as a way of channeling my fascination into something more productive than watching yet another sexy video, and also because this kink is entirely underrepresented in music apart from some novelty songs, and I'd love to create something for the people who, like myself, wished that there was more music about piss.

So... hi! I hope y'all will be nice to me and that I'll fit right in 🙂