Cop Firefighter Soldiers pissing

[holyknight3 167]

This thread made me think of another incident during that same deployment. For a bit of background, none of our quarters had indoor plumbing of any sort, so we just pissed in empty water bottles. It had a bit of a thrill to it at first, but the Army has a way of taking the enjoyment out of just about anything. I don't know if they ever fixed this problem in later rotations or not, I was only there in 04. Now, there were no women on our FOB (forward operating base, basically just an outpost for just our battalion of 600 or so guys) as it was an infantry battalion. I was attached there as a combat engineer, and women weren't allowed in combat arms yet, so my mind doesn't think of anything that happened there in the sort of light that would be of interest to the people of this fine forum. Until something sparked my memory about one of our (engineer battalion) mechanics, who I am going to call M, as I do not have her permission to tell this story, though I have no doubt it's authenticity,as digital cameras were something we all had, and pictures of the incident in question were provided. It is possible I may misremember some of the details of the incident, as I did not personally witness it, but am going off of her retelling of it. For that, I apologize in advance, but rest assured the core of the story is true, and no, I don't have the picture anymore (this was 04, video was too large to fit back then for the most part, and it was only 1 picture) and even if I did, I wouldn't share it here as it was not mine to share. 

So there was a picture circulating around of one of my unit's female mechanics pissing in a bottle. We had all pissed in a bottle but the story around this picture was that she had afterward drunk the bottle on a dare. Not unbelievable, soldiers were known to do stupid shit all the time. I figured this was just a picture she had sent to a guy she was seeing and he decided to be an ass and show it to his friends, who then showed it to their friends, till the whole FOB had seen it. She was on a different camp than us, but it was the nearest one, where we got our daily food shipped to us twice a day. The picture of this woman I knew pissing in a bottle and the thought of her drinking it was of course seared into my memory, but I kept that to myself. I wouldn't say I thought nothing of it, but a week or so went by and we had moved on to other things. This was rather late in our deployment, like October or November I want to say, and the duties at hand took precedent. We were out on a patrol, and we had an ACE (Armored Combat Earthmover) I want to say break something, It might have been a C Truck (Think a backhoe, but, based on a truck rather than a tractor, and you will get the idea) I'm not sure which, but it was something the infantry mechanics had zero experience with. All our mechanical engineer equipment was kept at the other base, where the mechanics trained to work on those could keep them in something resembling running order. 

We end up pulling security for the vehicle while we wait for the base to send a mechanic out to look at it and decide if it can be field repaired, or if it will need towed. We are about 20km from the base, which is a long way for a tow, and they have to get the QRF (quick response force) to escort it out or put together their own patrol, and it was generally better if the fix could be applied in the field. One of the patrols going out from our FOB stopped at their base for a meal, and picked up a mechanic to come take to us to diagnose the problem. Lo and behold, it was M. She found the problem, and we radioed back for the part that she would be able to put on here so we could get back to base, and we were basically sitting around on our asses while we waited for one of the IED sweep patrols to bring us the part in an hour or so.

My platoon sergeant, who was not a man who known to mince words, asked her point blank about the photo. She laughed, saying it was the easiest $200 she ever made. At this point, someone else asked her to just tell the story from the beginning, so we all had our facts straight, (and not because we wanted to hear a girl talk about peeing in front of a bunch of guys, noooo. ) 

According to M,

"I'd volunteered to go out that night, because it beat being stuck on base. The ACE had to be towed, and the recovery hauler (Think a tow truck for a tank) had to be called, and it was going to be about 10 hours before they could get out there. The base commander didn't want to authorize a night mission, so they wouldn't even be there till first thing in the morning. We were all shooting the shit, and trying to figure out the guard rotation for the night. People started making bets for the best guard shifts. I didn't want to have to wake my ass up in the middle of the night, so I said I would pee in a bottle. They called BS on that one, they could all pee in a bottle. I told them it was different because they had cocks, but they weren't going for it. One of them suggested that they would take my shift, if we all got to watch it, to make sure I actually peed in the bottle. I told them they just wanted jerk bait, which got a laugh out of them, but that wasn't a no. I knew I was going to need to raise the stakes a bit, so I told them if I got first shift(First watch is basically just staying up late, and by far the best watch shift you can draw) they could watch. They shot back, that if I got first watch, then they needed to be able to take a picture. If they wanted to take a picture, they were going to have to pay me. I threw out $100 as my first offer. After a little back and forth, I got out of guard for the night, and $200 dollars, and they all got to take a picture of me peeing in a bottle and watching me drink it afterwards. I drained the bottle, took their IOUs, and took my ass to bed."

Some one in my squad asked, "So what did it taste like?"

"Why? Are you thirsty?" She said with a pause. "It was salty and bitter, the fuck you care?"

Shortly after she was done recounting her story, the convoy with the part she needed showed up, and it was my turn to watch the perimeter. If you are curious what M looked like, she was fit, with an angular face, olive complexion, dark curly hair. About 5'6", not unattractive, but not conventionally pretty either. And she had (in the photo at least) an extremely hairy bush. That is probably the hottest real life story I have from when I was in the Army. I hope you enjoyed it.

[User471543 3]

I commented on this topic just before I deleted my account on this site and went to basic training bc I had no experience at the time. I can now tell you a few pissing stories, not as a soldier but as a trainee I guess. 
 

Starting out was probably the hardest part. However you drank and ate as a civilian, whether you drank a little or a lot, is turned on its head. I’ve never drank so much in my damn life. My bladder was TESTED to its limits. Nearly pissed my PTs thinking of places or ways I could piss in and out of formation. I watched another dude stand in his pts outside the shower and piss into it once. Watched him do it for about 10 seconds kinda flabbergasted that he did it so openly. Kinda cool but also how people get athletes foot soooo….kinda gross at the time. Watched another kid nearly piss himself in formation. We all had small bladders, even us 30 and over folk.

 

I’ll skip day 0 of basic training and head right to the fun stuff I did bc good luck getting off otherwise in basic. Taking a shower was about the only piss pleasure I got. The second the water hits my body I immediately started pissing on the shower walls and floor, suppressing moans bc I usually wait until I really need to go. Other times when no one was around, I would let little spurts out into the garbage cans and sinks and showers (before cleaning them). 
 

On our final field tactics assignment we were out in the woods for days with the bathrooms about an 8th of a mile away, or further!! Fuck no was I having any part of that. I found a little fox hole (cadences start roaring in my head as I type this), made that my home and marked my territory around 3 to 4 times in a single morning while pulling security, in partial view of others, including the drill sgt. Other soldiers say ew while I say I’m mission focused (also just enjoy pissing wherever). Had to do it all while lying down. 
 

One other time was when I had to piss but the bathrooms smelled so bad they were vomit inducing. Couldn’t do it, so I pissed behind my ruck sack before first form, very much within eye sight of my platoon. I just pretended I was looking for something in one of the pockets. 
 

If you care about being seen while pissing in the military, you’ve gotta be really creative about peeing, something I’ve picked up in my time here. 

Edited December 8 by User471543