IdoPiddleSome2

Water has a finite terminal velocity (in case we didn't already have enough variables to juggle here) 🙂. Then, sexual excitement (in response to Piƒsing) tends to change both internal ballistics & muzzle-velocity. My Peehole has lips with their own erectile schedule; they pout & squeexe my stream (to my delight & apparently theirs as well) this excites them to squeeze it more. So I think actual speed-detection tech would be the best way to get answers. In studies of small-arms ballistics, there are ways of measuring bullet-speed at the muzzle AND downrange. But this is tech for mea

FWIW that sounds great!

I've mentioned it's part of being a Mammal; not some affectation (even for those who may perceive it so). I hope that doesn't sound too Doe Pee; my confidence is high that (perceptions aside), Pee reaches in & grabs one, mostly via the smell (quite independently of whether one is aware of smelling anything or not). ( He typewranted, striving to avoid Grammar's rocker & her foot 😉). Best regards, all!

I get into experimenting on my own food b/c I've been a Pee-Lover (my own Pee) as far back as I remember. I think I've been happiest with some kinds of frozen veggies one may take right from freezer to microwave. I typically hydrate enough my Pee barely tastes salty at all, but I prefer making it my condiment on foods one salts (or might say it was too salty). Can't address drinks exc soft drinks b/c I threw drinking away in the early 80s as a survival strategy (to survive some "in-house" politics where I was Stationed then). It was a devastating blow to those who believed (religiously) I had

Wouldja believe the SYSTEM just suggested one: "My SQL Server's Gone Away?!" (okay, I don't get it, either, but that's twice & it's about to Piƒs me off just for Topical Relevance). Best regards, all; I'm outta here 4now!

When it's far less hot than 120ºF (IIRC normal skin mean is ~94; air at/below that is cooling one if it's moving at all), At ~82, in my Element; I'm still (mostly) dry if not exerting. Doing anything physical at 82 or above, "Ahm sweating like a Politician-ah-say-a-Politician 😉 inna Revival-tent!" (had to clean up the tradtional simile to honor my Parents a few decades ago, in their home; Dad got a kick out of that one). (to steer this thread outta the weeds & back up on the road it was on), IMO (at 74) no one rocks a Pussy-Slip like a lady in my age-range in Swimwear with lots o

Well Played 😆!

Thinking on this Thread a while, I realized I may have let a lot of things slide by ( while playing "Intendo" instead of just going-for-it). Still a work-in-progress whether (for me) this has actually been a good thing or a bad thing (in the enhanced vision of Hindsight). Best regards, everyone.

FWIW when we're quite young, at least some of us may get the notion a particular rules-change is arbitrary & capricious. This, in turn, may inspire the ASSumption any rule not clearly explained is the same; a product from the "WeSAYso©" book of rules to impose on the powerless. A child's assumption needn't be correct to seem-so to that child.

I first used one "just-in-case," during a Urology-adventure. It occurred to me as I went to sleep, how having one under myself might Tattle, rather 'loudly,' of a need for it to be there. I may have mentioned that as the Adult-Toddler I've been, longer than I've even been an Adult, I have a selective 'Tattled-on" Fetish; part of my Sexually-Infantile-Exhibitionism. It even surprised me how fast this sense of an Underpad Tattling grew on me (& it wasn't just my mental processing of how it might appear)..! The impermeable layer efficiently reflects-back my body-heat & my skin's normal mo

Oh, and... That Asterisk in what I just Typewranted: By "Granny-Porn-Ladies," I mean playful lasses I'd guess to be in their 60s or above & looking it; not "grannies" in their 30s-to-40s & looking like Jailbait.

FWIW (1) I just noticed more comments on Pee looking too Yellow. DEPENDing on the camera & lighting, some Pee-pics tend to look unreal for (apparent) lack of color. Might some be compensating with Food-coloring? FWIW (2) At 74 & tending to gravitate towards my own age-range, I love a BIG, OLD Exhibitionist. To my delight, I observe Exhibitionism seems NOT to be "outgrown" with age! A few "Granny-Porn*" ladies seem to enjoy presenting their (often-perfectly-Bare) Bottoms at distances/angles that exploit the inherent "KnoWhuttaMEAN?"-effect of many a digital camera's wide-angle defa

(with respect) I believe I like the way your mind connects things! I have my own, long-running agenda for sound-effects-devices no one seems to make; synthesizing different engine-signatures in sync with the vehicle's actual engine-RPM. Way back when, Talk-Radio host G. Gordon Liddy used to treat his audiences with good-quality recordings of WW2 Aircraft (thus inspiring my agenda). But I'm sure there's room in such a device (if it's ever built), for various loud Piƒssing sounds! FWIW if a guy keeps his "Taint" hair-free & uses stick-on contact-microphones his skin can tolerate, the re

Thanks for asking, @awkwood; I was there until a family illness demanded most of my computer time. I didn't see its demise. Agree with much of what's been shared thus far; I would add: their software invited one to take liberties with fonts (such as MS Comic Sans), but then some Crybully there would wax emotional about its use & a Mod would validate the resulting "Heckler's-Veto," but nobody there seemed to know how to disable the "offensive" options. So (be it by accident or by design), the effect was to dangle the "forbidden" options out-there to see if the "uppity" user had learned "his

I've had to warn Nurses (even in Urology sometimes) my Playful, Easily-amused Bladder can hide as much as 800. I can take the Cup into the typical "Jack-&-Jill" potty-room with the miniature Sally-port; make my contribution (with-or-without vocal theater*), then finish "emptying" (to best of my knowledge), & return to the Exam-room to which I'd been assigned ("... am I in 8?"). 1 way or another, it's discovered my perceptions of having "emptied" were a wee bit premature & exaggerated; missed it by 500--800. I'm blessed that none seemed to believe I was doing that on purpose! *

For a person who grew up in a world where "17-will-get-ya-20," EP allowing "14/f" to post as "women" (& apparently accepting that without comment) seemed a sign to me: Don't BE here when the proverbial shoe drops. Best regards!

The info wasn't in the 6 semester-hours of undergrad INorganic Chem in my College-Adventure. But I have intel the components used in making a bunch of Perfume-products people buy--taken individually--would motivate fly-larvae to bail from a solid-waste-transport-vehicle. Some Shipmates & I examined an allged recipe for a WW2 Chemical Harrassing-agent. We had no Internet then, but we had access to a wealth of chemistry references & we had time on our hands. The mixture ('twas told-for-true) defied washing-off of skin or out of textiles, & caused the target to smell as if he'd just s

FWIW (as of ~2330 EDT, 21 May 2024), the liinks still work; many thanks for the info to everyone who brought us some! Also FWIW, show me a place where one cannot get arrested or ejected (for disrobing to Pee), I might even suspend my personal rule (that I don't do crowds) to add my vote w/some skin in the game! Still have to be within my budget & nobody offended by my electronic hearing-protection if it's a live music event, but my hearing-damage is only painful up in upper octaves. I once was Piƒsing, Naked, in a place it was expected under my circumstances, when I noticed a really stunni

If money were no object, my house (of which I'm quite fond) would get a "Root-canal" while everything in it right now was safely elsewhere; all walls opened up; all wiring & plumbing made right; all insulation & windows upgraded to keep what's out, out & what's in, in (sound effects included). It's been a significant vexation to me for decades when the flatulent braying of passing vehicles can step on my audio indoors (with all doors & windows shut), while they're outdoors. THEN I believe I'd have floor-drains in most rooms & wetproof floor-finishes on the floors & up t

(with respect) I take it you're not a DUNE© fan. The mantra was recited by a character in one of two admirable attemps (a decade or 3 ago) to make the late Frank Herbert's massive book into a movie. It is not found in Herbert's book. The mantra is actually a wee bit longer. If I've piqued anyone's curiosity, I suspect the search-term "mentat mantra" or "DUNE mentat mantra" would be productive. Best regards; gotta go ☺!

(With respect) I was a wee bit surprised on a couple of points here (after reading through the whole 5 pages). My favorite Internet photos by quite a margin are those of women displaying unambiguous views of their anatomy while Peeing. IIRC my first access to an Internet-capable device was in the 1990s, so that's a lot of looking & drooling. It has taught me a woman's default point-of-aim may vary from more than 10º forward to about the same aft. Their lovely equipment just isn't that uniform & I'm grateful it isn't. So which way a lass may face (aiming for Porcelain w/which she m

"It is by diet-pop, alone, I set my Bladder in motion. It is by flavors from Laboratories: my Pee-Gasms acquire speed; my garments acquire Wet-spots; the spots become a greeting! It is by diet-pop, alone, I set my Bladder in motion!" (original Parody version of the [non-canon] DUNE© Mentat-mantra, ©2018 IIRC by IdoPiddleSome2, under my actual name. All rights reserved. Selected lefts may be negotiable. No SciFi clergy were harmed in the crafting of this Parody. Some assembly required). But, seriously, it is indeed by diet-pop; alternating flavors seem to work better & I often use my P

Re: Pool Water Colors, I'll stand corrected. Can't really comment on whether I play (sneaking-in a Pool-Pee). Somehow my Prostate Infection in 2002 (& maybe the Induction-Burn-Therapy I received in 2004) did some interesting wiring tricks. Starting later in 2004 I noticed my Nipples & Aureola lighting-up (blushing &/or tumescense) to Tattle on my Playful Bladder. They did it "silently;" I was only aware of it visually; no sensation these newly assigned Piddle-Pilot-Lights were lit otherwise. I took little notice b/c I'm a guy; beyond snapping a few digital pics in case I later

What an "opener" it would be, to see where some attractive (to me) lass just Peed a chair or a bench rather overtly--& to sit down there with a smile before she has left the scene! Of course, this might (or might-not) put a smile on her face, but I'd still be sitting in her Pee; let it be p/o the chance she took. That much should require no Interpreter to clarify it; she & I should still understand each-other perfectly for better or worse. & if (affronted) she hurries to point me out to all of her friends, she'll thus have introduced me! Now I'm not going to open my next parag

(with respect) I fear that wouldn't work for me. Currently, due to a STBD Inguinal Hernia, I pull up a "Training-Pants" Adult-DIAPER (of a size I can force into something similar but with the tops of its Legholes over the upper, outboard projections of my Pelvis). With my Bladder-capacity & the insistence of its Playful nature, this miswearing of my Diaper leads to frequent reminders: I already could overwhelm the normal capacity of that size/style of Adult-DIAPER. Wearing it to obstruct that wayward bit of my Small-Intestine (as it tries to sneak Below to hang with those NUTS down th