Childhood pee experiences

[nenTyp 488]

13 hours ago, Havelock said:

@nenTyp did they accept you peeing places outside other than hiking?

Did you ever get to see her pee there or pee together with her?

only the ocean and the forrest, I tried to go for the bushes at a highway stop, since the toilets did cost smth and even then they disaproved :(.

Sadly I did not. Only later when I was drinking with friends I went together with some of them.

[bane 24]

I would say my interest in "naughty" peeing probably originated in pre-school. I remember seeing another boy pee off of the jungle gym and it looked like he was having a great time. I then thought I ought to try it. Unfortunately, I remember getting caught by one of the teachers and scolded harshly. I think that experience was extremely formative for me. I've been interested in people and myself peeing in non-standard places ever since. 

[Rubbersheetmike 22]

I was a bedwetter well into puberty. When I was younger I hated it. Later I started to enjoy it though. I wonder how many other guys had this experience when growing up?

[MassGuy 69]

Long time lurker, first time poster here.

 

I guess it started when I was a child, or at least old enough to use toilets. I would often piss in strange places, once in a crayon box, and more than a few times off my front deck (which had my dad rather upset!)

 

When I got to the right age and started becoming interested in the opposite sex, there had to have been a few times where I would hear women peeing, and somehow that turned me on when I had learned about vaginas and the anatomy of them. I would always wonder why, in earshot, dudes would just pour into the bowl, while women would make a forced hissing sound. I tried (even though I have a naturally strong stream), and hard as I pushed, could never seem to replicate the sound. It got me curious so I would look up pee videos on the internet, which as a teenager, which got me into trouble of course.  

 

Every time I would see a girl ask to use the bathroom in class, especially if she was desperate, I would imagine how hard she must hiss in the bowl every time she went. It fascinated me but I repressed it growing up.  

 

My first experiences past high school, between then and now, are quite a bit, so I will be posting those in separate threads. But I would always enjoy when I went into a porta potty, and a female would go into the cubicle next to me. Sometimes, I would even wait and hold my own piss, so I could listen to the hissy shenanigans that happened next unit over to me. Being porta johns, i figured they were bursting and pushing as hard as they could to get out of there quickly. I almost made me wonder if they knew I was listening, and if they enjoyed the fact that I was, or if they just didn't care.  

[greh 34]

On 10/29/2023 at 6:43 PM, Havelock said:

@greh you had a quite liberal experience at home growing up. What was your family’s attitude outside the home? Were you and your siblings encouraged to pee in public (streets, parks, playgrounds, parking lots etc.)?

Well the only places in public where it was as relaxed as at home would be some of my friends' houses and a small camp we went to every week. I think it was a pretty regular nudist kind of place. It was at a forest lake and had some simple exercise equipment, jungle gym, swings and they would often put up some nets and stuff so they could play volleyball and badminton and those kinds of things. It was also surrounded by a bunch of forest that had some wooden structures scattered around for the kids to find and play in. Now, since it was a nudist place I would always be naked there along with all my friends, and it was definitely because of that place that I was always comfortable with my body and being naked with others.

I've been going there for as long as I can remember and continued to all the way until I moved to a different city. When I was a kid my family and I would bike there together since it was quite close, and the way there was only along forest roads and never through any areas where people lived we often biked there already naked. The only people that lived along the way were nudists like us anyway. During the summers the routine was always; we wake up, naked since we all slept naked, then eat breakfast. And after a couple hours we would put on socks and shoes, walk out and bike like 10 minutes to the camp. Sometimes we would jog or walk there but we would almost always do it naked. Even during the way there, me, my dad or someone else would pee sometimes. Peeing while cycling was always fun since the pee would switch back and forth between my legs and splash the bike. Even when jogging there my dad would sometimes pee, without even stopping. His dick would flop around in every direction so his pee would go all over the place and his legs and shoes and sometimes splash someone. I later learned to do this as well so I would join him in peeing when jogging sometimes.

Most often though, I would save my pee for when I got there since I liked peeing with other people around. Mostly I would just pee whenever I had the need, wherever I was, whatever I was doing and whoever I was with, I never stopped what I was doing or even acknowledged it at all, I would just pee. None of the parents or kids ever disapproved of it so it was basically free game for me just like at home. I remember plenty of stories of peeing there from when I was a kid.

Sometimes when we were just talking with each other I would start peeing. Didn't matter if we were standing, sitting or walking around, I would pee and no one would acknowledge it much. I peed off of basically every thing at the playground.  The jungle gym while climbing around. There were some bars the you could hang on and do flips around. And once when I while hanging upside down by my legs a friend came over to me to talk. And while talking I started to pee. Quite predictably, it went down my chest and all over my jaw, face and down my hair. I tried to stop it by aiming my dick forwards instead of down but then the stream went all over the friend. She was startled and moved out of the way but still got quite a lot on her. I was super sorry but she just laughed at it and we went to the water together to wash off.

When I was around 13 me and a bunch of my friends worked together to build a hut out of logs and branches. Once when I was carrying a log to the hut I would start peeing, it was a little easier than usual since I was already under pressure from carrying the log. I continued peeing as I asked a friend where to put the log. She walked and showed me a place on top of the hut. She offered to help me position it so we lifted it together and put it down and I thanked her for the help. It was only then that my stream stopped. Again, I loved these situations. Both of us completely naked other than our shoes and my penis flopping around flinging pee all over my legs and the ground but acting like nothing was happening. I loved even just the nudity, having my penis flop and bounce around and my butt being in full view of everyone was a great feeling to me. I've always been an exhibitionist in that way. But it was just the feeling of freedom from being naked and peeing anywhere I wanted that felt really liberating.

Now, I wasn't the only one to pee like this at the camp. Of course, there were my siblings and they peed while doing something or walking around there too sometimes. But some of my friends also joined me in it too. Most notably a girl I liked who I will call Emma, who peed nonchalantly just like me almost every day. Like sometimes when we were talking or doing something, someone would just start peeing without interruption. Whenever one of the girls peed standing their legs would always get drenched in pee. The girl I mentioned, Emma, also shared my ability to start peeing even when running and jumping around. Once when we were playing football together in the grass, she started peeing and she just kept running around and moving. I remember seeing that and feeling I should definitely be with her more. Emma wasn't the only friend who peed like me. I remember one time when we were doing some exercise thing with one of the parents. A male friend started peeing and right before we started doing jumping jacks. As you can imagine his pee went absolutely everywhere. Another time, Emma and I were at the swings together and she told me to look at her. Then she started peeing and it went really far and I was super impressed. Emma would also pee with me while climbing the monkey bars. We weren't limited to just the camp either, we would take walks outside on the road as well, wearing only our shoes. Me and Emma were on one of these walks once and having a pretty deep conversation, and despite that she still started peeing while walking, which poured all over her legs. Neither of us acknowledged it at all though we just kept on walking and talking.

Me and Emma got super close as time went on and we spent more time together. We continued with our pee habits too but she liked to mess around with it as well. One time when we were saying goodbye to each other she started peeing, nothing out of the ordinary but then she went and gave me a hug and her pee went all over my legs and I laughed at it. Once when we were older, we had been at her house for a bit before we walked to the camp together. Emma was wearing a sun dress and I was wearing white shorts and a t-shirt. And even while wearing the dress, she started peeing while walking and talking, she never wore underwear on the way to the camp anyway, her pee went all over her legs and wetting her slippers. I couldn't not acknowledge how fun that was so I said it was super cool. Now, I didn't wet myself very often at this point but I felt that I had to reciprocate by peeing myself as well. So I chose to let go of the pee I had been holding right into my thin shorts. At first most of the pee went through the front but as the pee started to soak into the material it eventually spread around to my sides and up my butt leaving all of it completely drenched. The pee then flowed down the rests of the length of the shorts and then down my legs into my shoes. All of this happening while we were walking by the way. Emma was surprised and thought it was super fun that I wet myself. The soaked white shorts also went really transparent so my dick, balls and butt became clearly visible. We still had quite a way to go but I chose to keep the soaking wet, see-through shorts on for the rest of the way there. They kept dripping for a long while. When we eventually reached the camp there were already a bunch of people there, who all saw I had clearly wet myself. But I ignored them as Emma got naked and I took my shirt off. We then went into the water together, which would get the pee out of the shorts. I then took them off to dry for the rest of the day.

The kids weren't the only ones to pee this nonchalantly though. I would often find my dad peeing while walking around the camp or playing volleyball or just talking to people. A couple of the other adults also did but never as much as dad. Again, nobody disapproved of it. One of the craziest times my dad did it was when he was setting up the grill and everybody gather around it watching him. He was fixing the coal and oil and everything and in the middle of it started peeing in front of everyone. He didn't make any attempt to aim it anywhere or even stop talking or setting up the grill, he just peed. No one objected to it even as he walked over to the bag of supplies, being a little careful not to pee into it, and grabbed the lighter fluid. As he was shaking it to spread the fluid all over the grill his dick started swinging around which sent pee all around the grill. None got into the actual grill though. They grilled hot dogs and I ate them while talking with a group of friends. Remembering my dads boldness with peeing, as I was walking back to the grill to get another hotdog I started peeing, though I was a little nervous doing it. I would be walking past a bunch of people and also had to step over a log to get to the grill since the grill was surrounded by logs to sit on. I knew I had to be careful when stepping over it since my dick would flop around and maybe get on someone, so I awkwardly had to stand parallel to the log and carefully get my right leg over first and then my left leg. I tried to act confident as I asked for another hotdog, all while peeing in front of everyone. Luckily they didn't care about me peeing and I got the hotdog. The whole process needing to be repeated to get back to my friends. I did manage to get there without any unwanted splashing onto anybody and sat down still peeing and being able to relax a bit. Emma was really amused though so I guess it was worth it. She smiled and started peeing where she was sitting too while taking another bite of her hotdog.

[Peekid 214]

5 hours ago, greh said:

Well the only places in public where it was as relaxed as at home would be some of my friends' houses and a small camp we went to every week. I think it was a pretty regular nudist kind of place. It was at a forest lake and had some simple exercise equipment, jungle gym, swings and they would often put up some nets and stuff so they could play volleyball and badminton and those kinds of things. It was also surrounded by a bunch of forest that had some wooden structures scattered around for the kids to find and play in. Now, since it was a nudist place I would always be naked there along with all my friends, and it was definitely because of that place that I was always comfortable with my body and being naked with others.

I've been going there for as long as I can remember and continued to all the way until I moved to a different city. When I was a kid my family and I would bike there together since it was quite close, and the way there was only along forest roads and never through any areas where people lived we often biked there already naked. The only people that lived along the way were nudists like us anyway. During the summers the routine was always; we wake up, naked since we all slept naked, then eat breakfast. And after a couple hours we would put on socks and shoes, walk out and bike like 10 minutes to the camp. Sometimes we would jog or walk there but we would almost always do it naked. Even during the way there, me, my dad or someone else would pee sometimes. Peeing while cycling was always fun since the pee would switch back and forth between my legs and splash the bike. Even when jogging there my dad would sometimes pee, without even stopping. His dick would flop around in every direction so his pee would go all over the place and his legs and shoes and sometimes splash someone. I later learned to do this as well so I would join him in peeing when jogging sometimes.

Most often though, I would save my pee for when I got there since I liked peeing with other people around. Mostly I would just pee whenever I had the need, wherever I was, whatever I was doing and whoever I was with, I never stopped what I was doing or even acknowledged it at all, I would just pee. None of the parents or kids ever disapproved of it so it was basically free game for me just like at home. I remember plenty of stories of peeing there from when I was a kid.

Sometimes when we were just talking with each other I would start peeing. Didn't matter if we were standing, sitting or walking around, I would pee and no one would acknowledge it much. I peed off of basically every thing at the playground.  The jungle gym while climbing around. There were some bars the you could hang on and do flips around. And once when I while hanging upside down by my legs a friend came over to me to talk. And while talking I started to pee. Quite predictably, it went down my chest and all over my jaw, face and down my hair. I tried to stop it by aiming my dick forwards instead of down but then the stream went all over the friend. She was startled and moved out of the way but still got quite a lot on her. I was super sorry but she just laughed at it and we went to the water together to wash off.

When I was around 13 me and a bunch of my friends worked together to build a hut out of logs and branches. Once when I was carrying a log to the hut I would start peeing, it was a little easier than usual since I was already under pressure from carrying the log. I continued peeing as I asked a friend where to put the log. She walked and showed me a place on top of the hut. She offered to help me position it so we lifted it together and put it down and I thanked her for the help. It was only then that my stream stopped. Again, I loved these situations. Both of us completely naked other than our shoes and my penis flopping around flinging pee all over my legs and the ground but acting like nothing was happening. I loved even just the nudity, having my penis flop and bounce around and my butt being in full view of everyone was a great feeling to me. I've always been an exhibitionist in that way. But it was just the feeling of freedom from being naked and peeing anywhere I wanted that felt really liberating.

Now, I wasn't the only one to pee like this at the camp. Of course, there were my siblings and they peed while doing something or walking around there too sometimes. But some of my friends also joined me in it too. Most notably a girl I liked who I will call Emma, who peed nonchalantly just like me almost every day. Like sometimes when we were talking or doing something, someone would just start peeing without interruption. Whenever one of the girls peed standing their legs would always get drenched in pee. The girl I mentioned, Emma, also shared my ability to start peeing even when running and jumping around. Once when we were playing football together in the grass, she started peeing and she just kept running around and moving. I remember seeing that and feeling I should definitely be with her more. Emma wasn't the only friend who peed like me. I remember one time when we were doing some exercise thing with one of the parents. A male friend started peeing and right before we started doing jumping jacks. As you can imagine his pee went absolutely everywhere. Another time, Emma and I were at the swings together and she told me to look at her. Then she started peeing and it went really far and I was super impressed. Emma would also pee with me while climbing the monkey bars. We weren't limited to just the camp either, we would take walks outside on the road as well, wearing only our shoes. Me and Emma were on one of these walks once and having a pretty deep conversation, and despite that she still started peeing while walking, which poured all over her legs. Neither of us acknowledged it at all though we just kept on walking and talking.

Me and Emma got super close as time went on and we spent more time together. We continued with our pee habits too but she liked to mess around with it as well. One time when we were saying goodbye to each other she started peeing, nothing out of the ordinary but then she went and gave me a hug and her pee went all over my legs and I laughed at it. Once when we were older, we had been at her house for a bit before we walked to the camp together. Emma was wearing a sun dress and I was wearing white shorts and a t-shirt. And even while wearing the dress, she started peeing while walking and talking, she never wore underwear on the way to the camp anyway, her pee went all over her legs and wetting her slippers. I couldn't not acknowledge how fun that was so I said it was super cool. Now, I didn't wet myself very often at this point but I felt that I had to reciprocate by peeing myself as well. So I chose to let go of the pee I had been holding right into my thin shorts. At first most of the pee went through the front but as the pee started to soak into the material it eventually spread around to my sides and up my butt leaving all of it completely drenched. The pee then flowed down the rests of the length of the shorts and then down my legs into my shoes. All of this happening while we were walking by the way. Emma was surprised and thought it was super fun that I wet myself. The soaked white shorts also went really transparent so my dick, balls and butt became clearly visible. We still had quite a way to go but I chose to keep the soaking wet, see-through shorts on for the rest of the way there. They kept dripping for a long while. When we eventually reached the camp there were already a bunch of people there, who all saw I had clearly wet myself. But I ignored them as Emma got naked and I took my shirt off. We then went into the water together, which would get the pee out of the shorts. I then took them off to dry for the rest of the day.

The kids weren't the only ones to pee this nonchalantly though. I would often find my dad peeing while walking around the camp or playing volleyball or just talking to people. A couple of the other adults also did but never as much as dad. Again, nobody disapproved of it. One of the craziest times my dad did it was when he was setting up the grill and everybody gather around it watching him. He was fixing the coal and oil and everything and in the middle of it started peeing in front of everyone. He didn't make any attempt to aim it anywhere or even stop talking or setting up the grill, he just peed. No one objected to it even as he walked over to the bag of supplies, being a little careful not to pee into it, and grabbed the lighter fluid. As he was shaking it to spread the fluid all over the grill his dick started swinging around which sent pee all around the grill. None got into the actual grill though. They grilled hot dogs and I ate them while talking with a group of friends. Remembering my dads boldness with peeing, as I was walking back to the grill to get another hotdog I started peeing, though I was a little nervous doing it. I would be walking past a bunch of people and also had to step over a log to get to the grill since the grill was surrounded by logs to sit on. I knew I had to be careful when stepping over it since my dick would flop around and maybe get on someone, so I awkwardly had to stand parallel to the log and carefully get my right leg over first and then my left leg. I tried to act confident as I asked for another hotdog, all while peeing in front of everyone. Luckily they didn't care about me peeing and I got the hotdog. The whole process needing to be repeated to get back to my friends. I did manage to get there without any unwanted splashing onto anybody and sat down still peeing and being able to relax a bit. Emma was really amused though so I guess it was worth it. She smiled and started peeing where she was sitting too while taking another bite of her hotdog.

This is hot, at least in my opinion 

[Wolfenstar13 83]

So growing up peeing wasn't really naughty or anything, till later anyway, but it was certainly fun. Shooting out a big stream to aim at things was fun, and finding out that holding it made you pee longer, and also felt rather good, was great. Sadly a bad experience where I was locked in a bathroom at school because I didn't have to pee at the time certainly encouraged me to start peeing outside and holding it even till I wet myself, but I actually got over that quickly thankfully. In fact even if I wet myself, it never bothered me as a kid. Probably part of the reason I really enjoy it now. But once we found out that what we grew up doing and enjoying, peeing outside, holding, wetting (in my case), or peeing in the pool, were very naughty things to do, well we certainly started doing them even more 😉

[Havelock 1,388]

@Wolfenstar13 what did you like to aim at growing up? Was your family ok with peeing outside?

[Wolfenstar13 83]

4 minutes ago, Havelock said:

@Wolfenstar13 what did you like to aim at growing up? Was your family ok with peeing outside?

Our folks, me and my friends, never seemed to mind. My folks would just let us pee in the yard instead of trekking back in the house to pee. And we'd aim at things like the knot in a tree trunk, or maybe random things on the ground, like in the center of a junk tire or at bottle lying around. Other times we might just be shooting for who can pee the furthest.

[Havelock 1,388]

5 hours ago, Lonewolf said:

I spent my time growing up split between a rural town in Texas and a rural town in Japan, so pissing outside was always a normal part of my life. I think meeting city people and realising that it's not that common in cities (American ones anyway) is what made me find it hot.

In texas our place was off the grid (no mains water and stuff) so my mom encouraged me and my brother to pee in the yard to save water. In Japan we had an apartment in a tiny town/village. It was really common for people, especially men and boys, to pee in the street or on the side of a building. So I guess that just trained me to think pissing in public is a normal thing to do.

@Lonewolf that must have been a really interesting cultural contrast between Texas and Japan.  I've always been interested in learning more about pee culture in Japan.  Obviously Japan is significant in the creation of pee porn and there seems to be a whole school girl theme frequently in it. I had a Japanese girlfriend who told me a bit about it and it always seemed interest. Peeing on the street and the side of buildings sounds similar to my experience in Spain and France. Did your parents encourage you to pee on those places? Or did you just do it on your own from observing others?

Was it just boys in Japan or also girls? In Spain and France it was as common for my female cousins / friends to squat and pee outside as the boys. 

[BadBoy21 310]

42 minutes ago, Lonewolf said:

Yeah it was definitely a big difference, my mom is American but my dad is Japanese so I had a lot of different influences. My mom always allowed me and my brother to pee in the yard at our place in the states, but it was my dad that encouraged us to pee in other places. Whenever we'd go visit his side of the family in Japan and we'd need to pee while we're out, he'd just tell us to piss where we are. So he's definitely the one who gave me my current attitude lol

As for boys vs girls it depends on where you are. In the town where my family is I've seen girls pee in public, but they're normally way more discreet than guys are. But in the cities I've only ever seen men pissing in public. The police don't really seem to mind but they'd definitely have an issue with women doing it, which doesn't make much sense to me

Then I thank your dad for making you end up the way you are now.  

[Carb0nBased 514]

On 11/29/2023 at 8:50 PM, Peekid said:

This is hot, at least in my opinion 

It's also difficult to believe though, at least for me. Nudists peeing outside in the view of others is one thing, and not too hard to imagine (though some other nudists here have said even that is frowned upon at their nudist cultural gatherings). However, spraying everywhere and not caring if it splashes all over your own legs, or even on the people around you? Nudists are not some kind of unsanitary bunch who walk around dirty all the time and don't mind being covered in random other people's bodily fluids. That story makes it sound as though nudists are barely potty trained...

[Peekid 214]

10 hours ago, Carb0nBased said:

It's also difficult to believe though, at least for me. Nudists peeing outside in the view of others is one thing, and not too hard to imagine (though some other nudists here have said even that is frowned upon at their nudist cultural gatherings). However, spraying everywhere and not caring if it splashes all over your own legs, or even on the people around you? Nudists are not some kind of unsanitary bunch who walk around dirty all the time and don't mind being covered in random other people's bodily fluids. That story makes it sound as though nudists are barely potty trained...

Fair point. Idk honestly. Could be true, could be false. But regardless if it’s true or not, it’s still hot. If it is true, great. If not, then it would make a great fictional story 

[sobbi5 56]

There was nothing of a sexual nature at the time of this event – it was two more years until I was provided with a sex educational book and started to learn!!

Background:

England, about 1957. Infant school was 5 to 7 yrs, old Junior school from 7 to 11yrs. Both were mixed classes. At 11 boys and girls were segregated to single sex schools – bright ones to Grammar School, the rest to secondary modern schools. All schools wore uniforms.

This occurred when I was about 9yrs old, I (male) was friends with a girl in my class (there was a wider mixed group there were friends and often played at each other’s homes) and I was being taught to play the piano by her mother. As was common for kids we often stayed for tea at friends houses when playing together.

On this occasion there was a circus in town and we tried being acrobats. I was laying on my back knees and hands up with her knees in my hands and her hands on my knees above me.  I could see her bottle green regulation school knickers which at our ages meant nothing. Then it happened – she wet herself, not greatly, but a reasonably large dark wet patch appeared in the gusset of her knickers and she suddenly gasped “whoops” and quickly climbed off me. She walked out of the room and up the stairs to the bathroom where her mother was bathing her younger twin brothers. I got up fast enough to get to the side of the stairs and look up her skirt at the wet patch on her knickers.

“Mummy I’ve done a little puddle in my knickers” she said. Mother said “don’t worry dear, you can have you bath soon, but you had better send (me) home. She came downstairs and we said good by and I went home.

Until then girls’ knickers had held no interest at all, but that changed and from then on the opportunities to look at them were taken although it did nothing physically for me for a few more years I just liked looking at them. PE classes were great as we were all together and the girls did PE in the vest and knickers. “Music and movement” was great as you could lay on the floor and roll around “interpreting” the music - the girls did the same with legs open and knickers everywhere, (all green of course).

Her wetting triggered great interest in other girls wetting themselves in class – not that I ever got to see their knickers, but there were several wettings over the next two years before we left Junior school and were segregated until we finished school.

When I finally hit puberty for some unknown reason all my “wet dreams” featured girls wetting their knickers in various ways – but the colour choice had increased as the senior schools tended to have different colours. The secondary modern schools were all navy blue, but the local grammar schools seemed to all be different – some still had green, the catholic school were brown, one school had bright blue, another had grey -the back to school window displays were a joy!

[MrLasagna 21]

On 12/3/2023 at 7:14 AM, Carb0nBased said:

It's also difficult to believe though, at least for me. Nudists peeing outside in the view of others is one thing, and not too hard to imagine (though some other nudists here have said even that is frowned upon at their nudist cultural gatherings). However, spraying everywhere and not caring if it splashes all over your own legs, or even on the people around you? Nudists are not some kind of unsanitary bunch who walk around dirty all the time and don't mind being covered in random other people's bodily fluids. That story makes it sound as though nudists are barely potty trained...

I think too that this story is invented. Also when I read the first part I already had some doubts, but after the second one I’m pretty sure that it is (at least partially) fake.

[gldenwetgoose 20,247]

A quick reminder all....   This community is built on trust between members.   That means that we in effect commit to being truthful in everything we state (apart from fiction obviously).  Site Rule 19 refers, do not claim to be someone you're not. And that includes claims of experiences.

And at the same time, assuming everyone is being true to themselves we also commit to not criticising or questioning others (Site Rule 9 and potentially 12).   We don't want this to be a site of always questioning and doubting our fellow members.  There's enough other people to do that in the vanilla world.  Worse, we run the risk of being overrun by keyboard warriors, ripping holes in anyone whose experiences differ from our own.

So - how about drawing a line under that particular experience you're discussing.  Onwards, upwards and back to the fun stuff.

[Bertsmall 215]

What places do you remember being taken to as a child when you needed to piss ? 

 

Was there a regular place that you were allowed to go and I’m against the wall or maybe behind a bush or something like that? 

I remember the shopping centre that we live fairly near to. All day bigger stores were at one end of the shopping mall and the toilets used to be at the opposite end. It was very common for kids to play outside in the square, while the mums were in the shops. With no toilets in the vicinity, you had to find a bit of privacy when you needed to go. There was a little opening with a stairwell that went up. There was not much up on the top balcony, a couple of offices, but nobody used those stairs to access them. When mums were in a hurry, boys were often told to go against the wall near the stairs. Sometimes the girls went in the corner with the mums blocking them. The older girls used to go up a flight of stairs where there was a landing and then on the landing on the top of the stairs. 

It was not uncommon for one of the mums to be stood at the bottom of the stairs, keeping watch while one or a couple of the kids went up to the landing for a pee. I remember one time playing there and then running off to the stairs as I needed to go and being told by one of the mums. All Amelia is up there using the toilet can you wait? I nodded and waited whilst clutching myself the mum asked me, are you desperate? I nodded and she said go on go upstairs. I’m sure Amelia won’t mind. As I got up to the top landing. Amelia was squatting and making a big puddle. She was not bothered as I pulled my shorts down and pointed against the wall and pissed against it. Our puddles merged into one and we were both giggling. 

 

We also had a park where there was a closed building which probably used to be the greenkeepers and changing rooms for football, which was never used. If you walked around the back, you could not be seen from the play area.  This was a very commonly used toilet. When we were playing in the park, it was common to see someone go running round behind the building and then come walking back, either doing the shorts or adjusting their skirts. 

[MommyImWettingMyself 68]

Very 1st memory is from 2 years old.  I peed on the back of a little mini-bath tub thing that goes inside the actual bath.  (I know I was that old because of where we lived and because my sibs were not born yet).  I had many, many childhood wetting experiences both alone and with others, with one friend in particular standing out.  We'd wet every time she stayed the night like it was completely normal.  No idea how that started but we never got caught because we only made little wet spots on our panties.  However I always got caught when I did it solo because I wasn't very stealthy, and my mom was not understanding.  I've seen her do it on purpose a few times herself so it's pretty hypocritical.  She always told me just to pee in the pool when swimming and would ask stuff like whether I took off my swimsuit or just peed through it when I did use the toilet, which I thought was weird.  There was one time my bestie (different girl) and I had to drop trou and pee during a field trip because we hadn't been to a bathroom all day and had been drinking pop. I just remember us facing each other and looking at our streams in awe lol.  Probably would've gotten in huge trouble if the teacher saw.  

[kalle2020 886]

3 hours ago, MommyImWettingMyself said:

I've seen her do it on purpose a few times herself

That's pretty interesting! Would you like to tell us some details when and how she did it?

[steve25805 121,265]

The first time I can remember myself being interested in a girl peeing I was very young, probably only about 6 or 7. It was in the infants school playground and there was a semi-secluded door to an always locked storage are. I just caught a glimpse of a girl with her friend standing up and pulling her  knickers into place. I saw on the ground in the doorway a rather large puddle from which a small rivulet was still meandering outwards. Although I didnt see it, it was obvious that she had just pissed there. This interested me in ways I didnt understand but would later come to know as sexual..

Perhaps two or three years later, in any case with me still too young to know anything about sexual arousal in those pre-internet days, I overheard my sister getting a serious telling off apparently for having peed on her bedroom carpet. The thought of this again interested me in ways I did not understand, but I sought to speak to her about it. Turns out she had peed on the carpet beside her bed because it was easier than going all the way to our downstairs toilet.

A couple of times I suggested she do it again, but she was fearful of a telling off. So on the spur of the moment I suggested she do it in my room. And so I got to see my sister squatting in the corner of me bedroom, peeing on the carpet. She did it a few times. Luckily, it was never discovered.

By the time I hit my teens I was fully aware of sex and sexuality and was experiencing my first sexual fantasies involving girls peeing on carpets and floors, or all over me.. Girls I had crushes on in school or celebrities I fancied usually figured in these. But I never saw a female peeing again until I was an adult.

[Havelock 1,388]

On 1/19/2024 at 7:26 AM, Bertsmall said:

I remember the shopping centre that we live fairly near to. All day bigger stores were at one end of the shopping mall and the toilets used to be at the opposite end. It was very common for kids to play outside in the square, while the mums were in the shops. With no toilets in the vicinity, you had to find a bit of privacy when you needed to go. There was a little opening with a stairwell that went up. There was not much up on the top balcony, a couple of offices, but nobody used those stairs to access them. When mums were in a hurry, boys were often told to go against the wall near the stairs. Sometimes the girls went in the corner with the mums blocking them. The older girls used to go up a flight of stairs where there was a landing and then on the landing on the top of the stairs. 

@Bertsmall I assume from your other posts this was in the UK?  It seems like in the UK and US, locations where parents regularly allow peeing outdoors are often in green areas (bushes, trees, grass etc.) where it usually soaks in and does not leave a mess. However, this sounds like this was all hard surfaces where you would leave a puddle and possibly smell if they were used frequently. Were the stairs and patio enclosed or open to the elements so they would be cleaned by the rain?

Did they start to smell like pee from regular use?

Did parents care where you peed in there? Could you pee any way you liked (down the stairs, on handrails for fun)?

How old were you when you started peeing there and the last time you peed there?

[oliver2 3,899]

10 hours ago, Havelock said:

@Bertsmall I assume from your other posts this was in the UK?  It seems like in the UK and US, locations where parents regularly allow peeing outdoors are often in green areas (bushes, trees, grass etc.) where it usually soaks in and does not leave a mess.

I think, having been raised in England, that’s about right (and why Sophy Rickett was a bit shocking)

Edited January 22 by oliver2