Arigalo's Pee Experiences

[arigalo 556]

I've been a member for quite some time now but have been too shy to really get into discussions. Today I thought it might be fun to finally start my own thread for experiences. I have a number of stories, most of them involving outdoor peeing or peeing in cups/buckets out of desperation. Some stories have pictures or videos that I might post if I can figure out how, and if anyone is interested. I'll start with my most recent experience from a few weeks ago. 

I was out at a bar down the street a bit from where my apartment is (maybe a 10-15 minute walk). I stayed pretty late chatting with a new friend I made there, when all of a sudden we realized they were closing down. I already had to pee at that point, but they were cleaning the bathrooms and I didn't want to disrupt the process and make them clean it twice. I figured I shouldn't have that much of a problem getting home. 

I definitely underestimated just how fast the need would grow. By the time I got to the major cross street before getting fully into my neighborhood, I knew I'd need to find a place to duck into and squat. It's a pretty quiet neighborhood in a college town, right next to the student-centered neighborhood but this was mostly families. I didn't want to pee in anyone's lawn and was searching around for some spots behind buildings I could get into. There is a community building right on that corner that I thought maybe I could sneak behind, but they have a huge light installed there now, my guess to deter people who have had the same idea I did. I didn't feel like potentially getting caught on camera, so I kept looking. 

Down the street a bit more, there is an abandoned house that I thought maybe I could squat on the side of behind some bushes without too much trouble. That way I wouldn't feel guilty for peeing on someone's property, and I'd be well hidden enough. That plan went away pretty quickly, because once I walked up to the house, I noticed that next door at one of the student houses there were still some people out on the porch. At this point my need was great enough that I considered just going down there anyway, but finally decided against it. I was definitely cursing them under my breath as I walked away from what would have been the perfect plan. 

After I walked a block further, it became clear that there was absolutely no way I'd make it home, even though there were only about 5-7 minutes left of the walk. It was either find somewhere--and fast--or wet myself. I kept walking until I was sufficiently far away enough from the students on the porch to know they wouldn't see me, and I noticed a particularly wide tree right on the curb. I wouldn't be protected from the front or the sides, but no one was really around besides the people behind me. I figured it was better to gamble with someone potentially walking up or on the side, especially since I'm usually quick but forceful at peeing. I figured I'd be there ten seconds max and the people behind me down the street would never have a clue.

Holy shit you guys, did I REALLY underestimate just how bad my need was. Normally I'd be done in about ten seconds, like I said, but I was squatting at that tree pissing like a racehorse for at least 40 seconds. It's a miracle no cars came by or no one walked by, because I really was only covered by the back and even then, if someone was any closer, it would have been clear just from how loud it was what I was doing. I was peeing so hard and so fast that it wasn't even soaking into the dirt, just pooling around at my feet and even trailing onto the sidewalk a bit. I wish I took a picture of this puddle, but it didn't cross my mind until I got back home. All I could think about was how absolutely euphoric the relief was and how lucky I was to not get caught. 

I'll probably post some more experiences in the next few days, maybe even intentionally make some new ones to share. 🙂

[bcreed1983 509]

Very hot story, would absolutely love to hear more! 

[arigalo 556]

Thank you!! I'll have to get to work writing out some more experiences then 🙂

[Kupar 13,340]

A great account! Thanks for sharing it. And here's to many more contributions 🙂. Have fun!

[arigalo 556]

Hi everyone! Thought I’d share another couple of experiences. 
 

This first one is from a few years back, maybe 2017 or so. I was cat sitting for a friend who was out of town. I went over to her place fed the cat, played for her with a while, but by the time I was getting ready to leave, I definitely needed to pee. I wasn’t ABSOLUTELY bursting yet, but was getting a bit desperate, and I knew the walk home in the cold wouldn’t be good. I likely wasn’t going to make it in that scenario. 

The only issue is that the bathroom was connected to her bedroom, and that door was locked shut (she didn’t want the cat getting into the room because she can be destructive when alone). No big deal, I thought, I’ll just call an Uber back to my place instead of walking and be there in no time. Well, this was during the weekend before finals week at our university, and apparently Ubers were in high demand. The wait was 30 mins. By then I’d either be wetting myself in the friend’s apartment or wetting myself in the Uber. 

I decided to try my luck anyway and call the Uber. In the meantime, I started thinking about other options. My first thought was the kitchen sink, but that was full of dishes and I didn’t feel like doing them and listening to running water when my need was growing. Instead, I started removing dishes and putting them on the counter to lift myself up and pee into the sink. This just led to me getting more and more desperate though—there must be something psychological about getting so close to being able to release, but still having the smallest obstacle! At this point, a tiny leak came out of me and I knew I had to act fast. There was no time to remove the rest of the dishes, I needed to pee ASAP. I grabbed my things and practically sprinted outside, using every bit of strength I had to keep any more leaks from happening. 

This friend’s apartment complex has a pretty open layout, so it was a bit tricky to find a suitable place, especially since there were also apartments in the back of the building with well-lit porches. I ended up walking to the full back of the complex in the darkest area I could find. I pulled down my pants, got into a high squat, and finally released all that piss into the dirt below me. When I was done, I was almost disappointed by the small puddle—I think the dry ground soaked up a lot of it! 😅 This one I do have a picture of, although like I said, it’s not my best. 

The second experience for today happened maybe three years ago with a friend and is maybe one of my favorites even though it felt like torture at the time! I was out having drinks with a friend and we decided to leave the bar and head back to my place to play video games. It was a decent walk to my apartment at the time, but not unmanageable, so I didn’t bother peeing before I left, and neither did my friend. I’m sure by reading the experiences I’ve posted by now you know that I tend to overestimate my ability to hold, especially while drinking. The need comes on suddenly and it comes on strong. This particular walk was down a “Main Street” type road with lots of bars, and then the quad of our college campus, then about a block further to my apartment. 

So, a few minutes into the walk, my friend starts fidgeting and looking around a bit. I asked him what was wrong, and he said he could really use a piss. I said we could try to get into one of the bars, but he didn’t want to wait in line to check his ID and then just wait in line all over again at the bathrooms. At this point I felt the familiar twinge in my own bladder. I was actually surprised at how strong the feeling was all of a sudden when I had barely noticed it before. I told him I could piss too, and that I actually know a well-hidden spot on the quad (about ten mins away to the spot) if he thought he could make it. He said that sounded better and we kept walking. 

My friend had a flask with him, and even though I knew I needed to pee pretty badly, I took a swig with him from it against my better judgment. I was a bit surprised my friend even suggested it, given that he seemed so desperate, but I was about to find out why. 

By the time we get to the edge of the quad, that shot was definitely hitting me and I needed to pee even worse than before. I actually had a small leak escape, but that was more due to my lowered capacities from drinking than it was out of actual bursting need. At this point we were at the home stretch, only another two minutes or so to my well-loved piss spot, and my bladder could tell. It felt like every step we took it got worse. We finally get to my spot, which is an extremely narrow “alley” between two campus buildings with absolutely no lighting. It’s almost like it was designed for drunk college students to piss in. 

At this point, my brain is thinking “sweet relief” and another wave of desperation hits me to the point where I actually moaned a bit. My friend dashed in first and I ran in after him, already pulling up my skirt and removing my underwear while moving, only for him to ask me if I could wait until he’s done. Apparently he’s extremely pee shy, and he had to take that shot earlier just to lower his inhibitions enough for me to even have knowledge of him peeing outside, let alone be right next to him. I sort of whimpered and told him how desperate I had gotten, and that I was worried I wouldn’t make it. He pleaded though, and promised he’d be quick, so I buttoned back up and went outside the alley. 

I wasn’t prepared for just how torturous it would feel to hear him unzip, and hear his sigh of relief as he unleashed a torrent of piss onto the wall. After about 20 seconds, I let out another leak and tried to run in anyway, but when he saw me he actually stopped pissing fully and froze up a bit, and begged me to leave. I told him I was about to piss myself, but even I noticed how fast he completely stopped peeing even though he was going full force before, so I knew that the pee shyness was real and wasn’t going to be compromised. I begrudgingly buttoned up again and walked out, and had to be tortured with the sound of his insanely thick stream again, with another sigh of relief when he was able to get started again. 

My friend promised he’d be quick, but he pissed for over a minute after that, all while I’m bouncing around, and holding my pussy just to try to keep myself under control. I could finally hear him let out his last few bursts of piss, and even those were pretty long. I could feel my bladder begging to release, and I let out another spurt of desperation. At this point I considered just pulling my skirt up and pissing out in the open, but there were too many people who would have seen me from across the quad. 

By the time I heard his pants rustling again, I didn’t even wait for him to leave the alley, I just ran in, pulled my skirt up, and before I could even get fully into a squat, I was pissing a full force stream. Normally I’m more of a downward pee-er, but this was so strong it was actually moving forward a bit. The alley is so narrow that it requires some maneuvering for one person to get out when there’s another in front of them, and with the angle of my stream, my friend had no choice but to stay in the alley while I finished peeing. Thank god I’m mostly not pee shy—I sometimes have trouble starting, but there’s no stopping me once I’m going. I pissed for a full minute this time, with my friend somewhat in awe even though he was turned around and looking the other way. 

I finally finished, and with the alley now flooded with our piss, we continued on to my place, with me even needing to stop for a much shorter pee a few minutes on, which surprised me because I definitely thought I got it all out in the alley. I wish I got a picture of what that alley looked like after we were done with it, but there was no good way to explain why I wanted it.

Picture of my “puddle” behind the apartment building: 

 

 

 

[whiskey35 306]

Enjoyed reading about your experiences @arigalo, looking forward to hearing more.🙂

[Kupar 13,340]

Wow! Those last two experiences you write about are amazing! Thank you for describing them so wonderfully well 🙂  I wonder, did your friend in the second story comment at all on how bold / desperate you were, or did you comment to him about how much of a relief it had been? As is often discussed here, there's no real way of knowing whether other people actually like the whole experience and find it arousing, so it's difficult to bring up. I'm just curious I guess.

[arigalo 556]

I had an experience last weekend that was so incredible it’s only now that I can write it out. 
I live on the second floor of a split-level condo. Last Saturday, my neighbors in the first floor apartment had a holiday party. I was invited, but since it’s the end of the semester at my university and I’m always tied up with grading or other work I hadn’t really planned on going. We had some uncharacteristically warm weather, so I was sitting in my living room with the windows that face a secluded driveway open. One benefit was occasionally hearing people pee in the driveway—each of these units only has one bathroom and when multiple people are drinking, it’s inevitable someone will have to go outside. It was quite nice hearing the familiar belt/jeans rustle followed by some nice and powerful streams. 
At one point I hear some people from the party moving outside to the yard. It sounded like three or four people. I heard one person ask another if he wanted a hit off his joint, that person said “In a minute, I have to take a wicked piss. Damn near pissing my pants.” This certainly piqued my interest and I moved closer to the window where I could see outside without being super obvious to anyone around. I looked down as he was racing to undo his belt and watched him pull his cock out and immediately start pissing a thick stream up the wall. I was impressed by everything I saw. Full disclosure, I’m bisexual but have a strong preference for women. I rarely feel aroused by men (even though I find men peeing hot) and generally do not pursue them especially since I tend to only do one night stands with men—I am not interested in dating. However, whenever I become interested in a guy, it becomes like an uncontrollable need to fuck him. So, I sat and watched until he finished and decided I’d be attending the party after all. 
As I was getting ready, I Chugged water and wine, hoping to get good and desperate—and bold enough to flirt. Eventually I made my way down and introduced myself casually. I grabbed another drink to grow my own need and made sure to keep offering to refill his. There was almost always someone waiting for the bathroom, and as more people were getting buzzed, this was getting to be a longer and longer line. i was hoping it would stay this way so I could get more desperate (and to hopefully get him to a point where he needed to piss bad enough to go elsewhere). I was hoping I could convince him to either go outside with me, or share the bathroom—he takes the sink, I take the toilet. Meanwhile, I’m getting a bit flirty with him, and he gets slightly more touchy. 
about an hour goes by and we still haven’t peed. I was almost at the point where I’d need to go fast, and just as I was about to suggest getting in line, someone mentions that a guest is sick in the bathroom and will be a while. A few men walk outside, and I decided to shoot my shot. I just casually mentioned that I hope she’s okay, and hopefully sooner rather than later because I really could use the toilet. Much to my delight, he says “yeah, I’ve had to piss for a while now.” I offered that we could go around to the driveway, or we could go up to my bathroom. He opted for the latter. 
once we got up, I walked to the bathroom with him and said “I don’t know if you can hold it, but I really can’t wait any longer. I’m happy to share the bathroom if you’re okay with taking the sink.” He agreed that’s the best option because he also couldn’t wait. It was then I noticed the tiniest wet spot on his jeans. 
In my bathroom, the sink and toilet are right next to each other so there’s really no hiding. I sit down and almost immediately start peeing. It was easily one of the most relieving pees I’ve had in recent memory. At this point I’m pretty buzzed so I look over as he pulls his dick out and just blurt out “you have a really nice cock.”

he blushed a bit and stopped peeing and just said “yeah?” I then stopped peeing and said again that it was really nice and he then asked if I wanted him to finish peeing in the toilet with me so I could get a better look. Um, hell yes! I scooted back a bit to make room, and he walked over. Before he started peeing again, he grabbed my hand and placed it around his dick, which I noticed was starting to get a bit hard. I aimed in between my legs and we both started peeing again. He let out a sigh, and kept on peeing even after I stopped. Once he finally let out his last spurts I decided to make my final bold move and start stroking him to get him fully hard. This took almost no time, and at that point, he pulled me up, propped me up on the sink and we had an amazing drunk hookup. At one point I needed to pee again, so I moved back and started to pee in the sink, and he just slid back inside me and fucked me while I pissed on his cock. After a while, we went back down to the party to hang around a bit more. Once things ended, he stayed the night at my place to hook up some more. We ended up showering together in the morning and he tried to sneak a pee while he thought I wasn’t looking, but he was going too long so I just watched and giggled. We exchanged numbers and each agreed to meet up again after the holidays. I’ve been pleasuring myself at the thought of our pee fun—and the possibility that I’ve met another pee fan out in the wild—ever since. 
 

[Kupar 13,340]

Wow! Just amazing @arigalo! Thanks so much for writing about it. Sounds like a beautiful, hot experience. So you don't date men eh? But maybe this one is special 😜

[arigalo 556]

30 minutes ago, Kupar said:

Wow! Just amazing @arigalo! Thanks so much for writing about it. Sounds like a beautiful, hot experience. So you don't date men eh? But maybe this one is special 😜

We’ll see! 😄 I definitely would like to hook up again, but I don’t see myself getting into anything more serious with him. Would definitely be nice to have a FWB though! 

[arigalo 556]

Finally back with another pee experience! This is another “throwback” experience as I unfortunately haven’t been able to have much pee fun lately. This story was about 9 years ago and took place at a house party back in college. 

The party was actually also a basement live show with about three local bands performing. It was totally packed in the basement and the upstairs was fairly full too. This was also a very old house with just one bathroom. It was sort of an unwritten rule that out of courtesy, men would pee in the large backyard. The women would often go to the bathroom in groups, with one taking the toilet and two sitting on the edge of the bathtub. 
 

This particular night, I was hanging out with a friend who lived in the house and also flirting with a cute bassist from one of the bands. While I was talking to her, I knew I needed to pee, but didn’t want to end the conversation. I ended up just waiting until she had to go play another set. I turned around to get in line for the bathroom, but much to my dismay, the line was wrapped around the kitchen. After holding for so long I wasn’t happy about having to wait longer, but decided to see what happened since I was also feeling too shy to go outside in front of drunk men already using the backyard. 
 

The wait quickly became unrealistic and I knew I’d have to think fast. The backyard was packed, but I also noticed that basically no one was out front. The house had a wrap-around style porch and the fence had some slats on it. There were some bushes under/in front of the porch. I decided I’d crouch behind the fence and piss into the bush from the porch. I was so well-hidden from there that before I could start to pee, a man walked up to the bushes on the other end, whipped his dick out, and started pissing while never noticing me up on the porch. I was too shy to say anything, so I just waited until he was gone to start my own stream. I ended up peeing for about 45-50 seconds before shaking a bit and pulling myself together. That ended up becoming my pee spot for the rest of the time my friends had parties there. 
 

 

 

[arigalo 556]

Last night I decided I felt like having some fun, so I sat outside with lots of wine and water and let myself get filled up so I could pee outside. Unfortunately, it was raining a bit last night so I couldn’t get any good pics but I’m hoping to change that tonight! For now I thought I’d maybe share the story of my manufactured desperation. 😅

The place I’m staying at right now has a pretty large backyard, most of it grassy, so it’s often excellent to have an outdoor pee in when I’m under circumstances where I don’t want others to know. Sometimes this will happen if I’m sitting out back with a friend and they need to use the bathroom. There’s only one toilet in the house and there’s been more than one occasion where I’ve decided I don’t feel like waiting for them to go in, pee, and come back out, so I’ll just quickly squat in the grass and pee. 

This time, since I was planning everything, I wanted to have a bit more fun than that. I decided that I’d start drinking my wine and water and not let myself pee or stop drinking until I had picked a spot that was suitably exciting. That way I could really build up some desperation. The yard isn’t fenced in on all sides and I didn’t want any neighbors to see me, so that ruled out some ideas that would have been tons of fun but would have drawn attention. I also didn’t want to destroy anything, so I didn’t want to use the cushions on the outdoor furniture or anything. 

My two main ideas were:

1. Sit one of the chairs on the grass, get good and desperate, and then sit on the edge to see how far I could get my pee to shoot out. Since my neighbors were all inside, this wouldn’t count as a “too obvious” pee since from the windows you’d have to really strain to see a stream. I was also just curious as to what I could do in terms of distance. I was wearing a dress, so all I’d have to do is take off my panties, shimmy the dress up a bit, and let go. 

2. Practice peeing while standing up, in between the shed and the detached garage. This is another place I sometimes squat and pee, but since there are some overgrown plants around there, it would work as decent enough shield to see if I could work on peeing against a wall. 

Both sounded fun, but neither one sounded as exciting as I had hoped for. So I continued drinking both wine and water and let the desperation build a bit more. After a while of still being indecisive, I decided to take a walk around the block. I thought maybe I could find a fun place to pee along the way, or if nothing else, I’d definitely grow my need. I refilled my water bottle and got on my way. 

Part of the way into the walk, I saw a college guy nip into a collection of trees after looking around to see that the coast was clear. It was pretty obvious what he was doing, both from the sight and the growing sound of his stream hitting the ground as I got closer. I felt a bit of jealousy as my need was definitely growing, but forced myself to take another sip from my water bottle. As I walked by, I snuck a look and the guy was very shocked and apologetic. I said “no worries, I’m about ready to do the same.” He offered to look out if I wanted to wait until he was done, but I fibbed and said I was pee shy, plus the sound of him peeing might make me lose control. He shrugged and said “good luck,” and I went on my way. 

At this point we started to get a slight drizzle, which definitely grew my need and also signaled that I needed to get home so I don’t get completely drenched. As I walked, the sound became almost unbearable and I let out a few leaks into my underwear. 

Once I finally got home, I went back into the yard and decided I’d allow myself relief if I just finished my water bottle, finished the glass of wine, and sat out while listening to the drizzle sounds. I could let out little leaks if I needed to, but I wouldn’t be allowed full relief until both drinks were done. The rain was getting heavier and at one point I almost lost control, but was able to get myself into a hold again. Once I was finally done drinking, I decided to flip a coin to decide how I was peeing. The coin toss decided that a standing pee on the garage was it. I removed my panties, pulled up my dress, and got into position. It took me a bit to get it right, but I did end up being able to finally release all that piss onto the garage wall. The release in and of itself was almost orgasmic. I only wish it wasn’t raining so I could have seen the result and the puddle on the ground. I stayed outside a bit longer to get some more relief (😉) and peed against the garage once more before going in for the night. 

I can’t wait to try again tonight and hopefully get pictures of the aftermath! 

[DoctorDoctor 1,391]

4 minutes ago, arigalo said:

My two main ideas were:

1. Sit one of the chairs on the grass, get good and desperate, and then sit on the edge to see how far I could get my pee to shoot out. Since my neighbors were all inside, this wouldn’t count as a “too obvious” pee since from the windows you’d have to really strain to see a stream. I was also just curious as to what I could do in terms of distance. I was wearing a dress, so all I’d have to do is take off my panties, shimmy the dress up a bit, and let go. 

2. Practice peeing while standing up, in between the shed and the detached garage. This is another place I sometimes squat and pee, but since there are some overgrown plants around there, it would work as decent enough shield to see if I could work on peeing against a wall. 

The coin toss decided that a standing pee on the garage was it. I removed my panties, pulled up my dress, and got into position. It took me a bit to get it right, but I did end up being able to finally release all that piss onto the garage wall. The release in and of itself was almost orgasmic. I only wish it wasn’t raining so I could have seen the result and the puddle on the ground. I stayed outside a bit longer to get some more relief (😉) and peed against the garage once more before going in for the night. 

I can’t wait to try again tonight and hopefully get pictures of the aftermath! 

Curious in scenario #1, if you were planning on sitting in the chiar just like on a toilet, or leaning back to try to get the stream to extend further?

Scenario #2 sounds hot too.  Would like to see that stream splashing on the garage wall and resulting puddle.

 

Sounds like fun to try again.  Please post if possible!

[arigalo 556]

8 minutes ago, DoctorDoctor said:

Curious in scenario #1, if you were planning on sitting in the chiar just like on a toilet, or leaning back to try to get the stream to extend further?

Scenario #2 sounds hot too.  Would like to see that stream splashing on the garage wall and resulting puddle.

 

Sounds like fun to try again.  Please post if possible!

For scenario one, I’d be sort of sitting on the edge of the chair and trying to lean back a bit to get the angle right. I might still try that tonight! I’ll see what piques my interest. 

[Kupar 13,340]

Thanks so much @arigalo for your latest account. They're always special to read ❤️. Sounds like you enjoyed the release having waited until you were really desperate. Turning down an opportunity to pee in the bushes with a sympathetic audience was a big call but the right one in the end 🙂

Edited June 22, 2022 by Kupar
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[Havelock 1,526]

On 6/21/2022 at 2:18 PM, arigalo said:

 

Part of the way into the walk, I saw a college guy nip into a collection of trees after looking around to see that the coast was clear. It was pretty obvious what he was doing, both from the sight and the growing sound of his stream hitting the ground as I got closer. I felt a bit of jealousy as my need was definitely growing, but forced myself to take another sip from my water bottle. As I walked by, I snuck a look and the guy was very shocked and apologetic. I said “no worries, I’m about ready to do the same.” He offered to look out if I wanted to wait until he was done, but I fibbed and said I was pee shy, plus the sound of him peeing might make me lose control. He shrugged and said “good luck,” and I went on my way. 

 

 I'm curious, why didn't you take the guy up on his offer to pee in the trees?

[arigalo 556]

4 hours ago, Havelock said:

 I'm curious, why didn't you take the guy up on his offer to pee in the trees?

I wish I could say it was entirely out of willpower/out of commitment to holding, but it was more so because I noticed he was wearing letters for a fraternity on campus that is known to not exactly have the best track record for issues pertaining to consent. I didn’t feel like taking the gamble, to be honest! 

[Alfresco 11,633]

7 hours ago, arigalo said:

I wish I could say it was entirely out of willpower/out of commitment to holding, but it was more so because I noticed he was wearing letters for a fraternity on campus that is known to not exactly have the best track record for issues pertaining to consent. I didn’t feel like taking the gamble, to be honest! 

Personal safety always comes first.   You probably did the right thing and whilst peeing in front of someone who effectively gave you permission may well have been a bit of a buzz, it is not worth doing anything if you think you are at risk.

[Carb0nBased 647]

On 6/23/2022 at 2:51 PM, arigalo said:

I wish I could say it was entirely out of willpower/out of commitment to holding, but it was more so because I noticed he was wearing letters for a fraternity on campus that is known to not exactly have the best track record for issues pertaining to consent. I didn’t feel like taking the gamble, to be honest! 

That's a shame 😞

[arigalo 556]

It’s been too long since I’ve been able to have any pee fun, and I was hoping to go for a walk in the park today with the express purpose of peeing somewhere outside, but it started raining and I don’t feel like braving the mud on the trail! So I figured I’d share another throwback experience while I make a plan to go out later tonight and pee somewhere naughty. 🙂 

This is a story from fall of 2014. I was a junior in college and had been invited to a house party with some new friends. I was also living in my first apartment (at my undergrad institution you were required to live in dorms for the first two years). So my roommate and I were finally able to keep some wine and other booze on hand. I knew there would be drinks at the party, but I also wanted to mix my own to have in case there wasn’t enough or I didn’t like what they had or something. I ended up making a vodka and cranberry juice mix in one of my large water bottles and getting on my way. 

I think I first started feeling the need to pee right when I made it to the edge of the quad. I was walking from my apartment a bit to the east of campus to a house on the southwest bit. I had looked up the directions before going and was fairly confident I knew how to get there. It was going to be about a 20 minute walk. When I first felt the need to pee, I wasn’t that panicked because I knew I’d be at the house soon. 

What I didn’t count on was taking a wrong turn down a street and ending up in a totally confusing residential area! I ended up finding what I *thought* was the address, but was on the wrong end of the street. Basically, I was somehow on North Smith Street instead of South Smith Street (fake street names obviously 🙂). So when I got to 123 North Smith Street, I was looking at a totally normal family home where there obviously wasn’t a party happening. After spending some time being embarrassed over such an idiot move, I pulled out my phone to get new directions. It wasn’t going to be a super difficult fix (just had to turn around and go back down the opposite side of the street). But it was going to be an extra 15 minutes of walking, and I needed to pee worse than before, especially since I had stupidly continued to drink the mixed drink I made before leaving! 

At the time I wasn’t super well-versed in peeing outside, even though the idea intrigued me. I started to think that maybe I’d need to find someplace, but it was hard to figure out where that place would be. There weren’t a lot of hidden places on my way back to the quad, and once I was on the quad, there were some stairwells leading to buildings and other little nooks and crannies that would keep me well hidden enough from anyone passing by, but I couldn’t tell if there were any cameras around and I was terrified of being caught on video. I tried the doors to a few buildings, but it was 9 pm on a Friday night so they were all locked. I was really starting to get desperate at that point, and decided I needed to just keep on route to the house party since peeing on campus didn’t seem to be in the cards and I could maybe make it in time if I just got a move on. 

After five more minutes of walking, that was becoming less and less of a possibility. It was getting seriously desperate for me, to the point where I was genuinely worried I was about to wet myself, and I eventually passed by some train tracks with some heavy trees around them. I figured there obviously wouldn’t be any cameras in the trees, and while it may not have been the ABSOLUTE best cover, right now there was no one around. So I headed behind the trees, got into a perpendicular squat with my back against one of the trees, and finally peed. The release was amazing, and it definitely sold me on peeing outside (especially when desperate to add some excitement!). I ended up stopping in the same spot on the way home from the party to pee again, and it became one of my regular stops for the rest of my time in that town. 

It maybe wasn’t the most exciting story, but it’s a memory I look back on fondly as an early pee memory! Here’s to hoping I’ll be able to find a spot or two tonight so I can share some new stories. 🙂 

[Kupar 13,340]

These early memories are great @arigalo 🙂. I hope it's nice for you to recall them for us. Thanks for doing so!

[DoctorDoctor 1,391]

1 hour ago, arigalo said:

Here’s to hoping I’ll be able to find a spot or two tonight so I can share some new stories. 🙂 

Thanks for sharing and I hope that you find some new spots to be able to share those experiences. 🙂

 

[Takashi96 1,076]

On 9/5/2022 at 3:21 PM, arigalo said:

It’s been too long since I’ve been able to have any pee fun, and I was hoping to go for a walk in the park today with the express purpose of peeing somewhere outside, but it started raining and I don’t feel like braving the mud on the trail! So I figured I’d share another throwback experience while I make a plan to go out later tonight and pee somewhere naughty. 🙂 

This is a story from fall of 2014. I was a junior in college and had been invited to a house party with some new friends. I was also living in my first apartment (at my undergrad institution you were required to live in dorms for the first two years). So my roommate and I were finally able to keep some wine and other booze on hand. I knew there would be drinks at the party, but I also wanted to mix my own to have in case there wasn’t enough or I didn’t like what they had or something. I ended up making a vodka and cranberry juice mix in one of my large water bottles and getting on my way. 

I think I first started feeling the need to pee right when I made it to the edge of the quad. I was walking from my apartment a bit to the east of campus to a house on the southwest bit. I had looked up the directions before going and was fairly confident I knew how to get there. It was going to be about a 20 minute walk. When I first felt the need to pee, I wasn’t that panicked because I knew I’d be at the house soon. 

What I didn’t count on was taking a wrong turn down a street and ending up in a totally confusing residential area! I ended up finding what I *thought* was the address, but was on the wrong end of the street. Basically, I was somehow on North Smith Street instead of South Smith Street (fake street names obviously 🙂). So when I got to 123 North Smith Street, I was looking at a totally normal family home where there obviously wasn’t a party happening. After spending some time being embarrassed over such an idiot move, I pulled out my phone to get new directions. It wasn’t going to be a super difficult fix (just had to turn around and go back down the opposite side of the street). But it was going to be an extra 15 minutes of walking, and I needed to pee worse than before, especially since I had stupidly continued to drink the mixed drink I made before leaving! 

At the time I wasn’t super well-versed in peeing outside, even though the idea intrigued me. I started to think that maybe I’d need to find someplace, but it was hard to figure out where that place would be. There weren’t a lot of hidden places on my way back to the quad, and once I was on the quad, there were some stairwells leading to buildings and other little nooks and crannies that would keep me well hidden enough from anyone passing by, but I couldn’t tell if there were any cameras around and I was terrified of being caught on video. I tried the doors to a few buildings, but it was 9 pm on a Friday night so they were all locked. I was really starting to get desperate at that point, and decided I needed to just keep on route to the house party since peeing on campus didn’t seem to be in the cards and I could maybe make it in time if I just got a move on. 

After five more minutes of walking, that was becoming less and less of a possibility. It was getting seriously desperate for me, to the point where I was genuinely worried I was about to wet myself, and I eventually passed by some train tracks with some heavy trees around them. I figured there obviously wouldn’t be any cameras in the trees, and while it may not have been the ABSOLUTE best cover, right now there was no one around. So I headed behind the trees, got into a perpendicular squat with my back against one of the trees, and finally peed. The release was amazing, and it definitely sold me on peeing outside (especially when desperate to add some excitement!). I ended up stopping in the same spot on the way home from the party to pee again, and it became one of my regular stops for the rest of my time in that town. 

It maybe wasn’t the most exciting story, but it’s a memory I look back on fondly as an early pee memory! Here’s to hoping I’ll be able to find a spot or two tonight so I can share some new stories. 🙂 

I love that you peed in the same spot on the way home! There's something special about returning to the same spot at the end of the night. It's like the end credits of your adventure. I could totally imagine the anticipation as you approached the tree for the second time. And the excitement of that second release. 

[arigalo 556]

So, last night I was finally able to pee outside! It wasn’t my favorite pee experience unfortunately, really the problem was that I was having trouble finding a good spot to release. It was late enough for most people to be off the streets, but not late enough for people to be asleep, so there were way too many house lights on and I was worried with one look out of a window people could have seen me. What I really wanted to do more than anything was squat between two cars (which given the circumstances would have provided the best cover) but all of the cars were parked in pretty well-lot areas. 

Eventually, I needed to go badly enough that I just decided to squat in the darkest driveway I could find. I took a picture afterwards, but unfortunately since the driveway was so dark, I didn’t notice until taking the picture that I had just peed over a bunch of leaves! So it’s not my best pic, but if you look closely you can see the wet parts. 😅

[DoctorDoctor 1,391]

8 hours ago, arigalo said:

So, last night I was finally able to pee outside! It wasn’t my favorite pee experience unfortunately, really the problem was that I was having trouble finding a good spot to release. It was late enough for most people to be off the streets, but not late enough for people to be asleep, so there were way too many house lights on and I was worried with one look out of a window people could have seen me. What I really wanted to do more than anything was squat between two cars (which given the circumstances would have provided the best cover) but all of the cars were parked in pretty well-lot areas. 

Eventually, I needed to go badly enough that I just decided to squat in the darkest driveway I could find. I took a picture afterwards, but unfortunately since the driveway was so dark, I didn’t notice until taking the picture that I had just peed over a bunch of leaves! So it’s not my best pic, but if you look closely you can see the wet parts. 😅

I can clearly see a big pee puddle!  Thanks for sharing.