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I can't find the topic anymore, which i wrote a while back. Mine started when i was in high school and it happend on the football field on our way home towards a trail, she asked me to lay down on the grass next to a small shed type ere they store lawn tools.

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My naughty pee fetish, I think, started when I was five years old. If I had any interest in it before, I don't remember. It was on the very first day of kindergarten. The classroom was one of those ones with its own little bathroom, and everyone had the chance to use it before lunch, as I recall.

I'd never gotten to use a bathroom without supervision before that. Again, five years old. It'd always been a tightly regulated thing. So when the time came, and I closed that door behind myself, and I was alone in there with the toilet for me to use... I don't know what I thought would end up happening. I don't think I was that concerned with the consequences. I just decided to pee all over the floor instead of using the toilet. So I did.

Naturally, I ended up having to mop my own mess up. And that was less than pleasant. I was a lot more careful from then on. But that thrilling rush has stuck with me ever since. Just the notion of letting that bodily function run like it wants to, particularly when it's in a completely inappropriate place, is the most liberating idea ever.

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3 hours ago, Eliminature said:

Around seven or eight, walking around the shopping precinct with my gran, I announced to her that I needed a wee. She said "Do you want me to do what I used to do?" meaning holding me out by the backs of my legs - usually over a grate. Of course I did! 

She found a discreet corner for me in the semi open market area, which was closed that day, and pulled my leggings and knickers down for me. Unfortunately, by 7/8, I was too heavy for her to pick up so she tried to get me to squat down but I really didn't want to. Instead, for the first time, I proudly showed my gran how I could do it standing. She was very surprised, but impressed!

Anyway, a year or so later, I was thinking of this memory. Aged around nine or so. Suddenly, I realised that I was wet. Yes, I felt embarrassment and shame for a while. It was many years before I dared admit my fetish to myself, let alone anyone else.

However, we all know that the pull of masturbation and the pleasure it gives is a strong one. It wasn't long before I was pleasuring myself on the regular whilst thinking about either myself or other people urinating. Every time I did it, I said to myself: "This is the last time." Of course, it never was. It was only around the age of 16 that, with the help of the internet, I realised that I wasn't a unique case. Other urophiles exist. 

There are a lot of us about 😁

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I tried naughty peeing as a teen where I drank water like crazy until I was beyond desperate and then pissed everything all over the hallway floor and then rolled around in it. It was so blissful I could not believe it was happening. Still waiting for when I can do this again.

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As young as I can remember. I used to fantasize about a secret society of women who lived together and dressed as minimally as possible and pissed whenever and wherever the fuck they wanted. I’m not entirely sure where this fantasy came from; I believe it stemmed from an article I read about a tribe of primitive people known as the Tasaday, who wore no clothes and had no knowledge of even the simplest human activities. I think my young brain must have figured they relieved themselves wherever they felt like, and thus my fetish was born.

I called my secret society “the naked ladies” (yeah very imaginative) and every night while drifting off to sleep I would dream up fantastical scenarios in which they would go out in public forgetting to wear bras and panties, and need to pee badly so they would pee in their car while driving, or in the super market while shopping almost naked. This was long before I would discover porn, my age wasn’t even in the double digit territory at this point. As I grew older I began desiring the real thing, and as a young’un I began searching YouTube for videos of girls pissing, which led to ripped videos from HD Wetting (the one where Alisha pees because her friend puts her hand in a bowl of warm water while she's sleeping) and even Czech videos of public nude pissing (the infamous “man kicks pissing girl in ass” video stands out to me) and even some from Glimpse-it (I fondly remember the one where Frankie Babe stands in the doorway with a white top and jeans, wets herself and masturbates). 
 

From here the next step was to find the original source for many of these clips, which led me places like HDWetting, poopeegirls, and a certain forum called WatchGirlsPeeing, which I did not log into until after I was 18, 5 or 6 years after I discovered it initially. Long story short, that is how I got to where I am today. 
 

Along the way I would experiment with the type of naughty pissing I had dreamt about and seen in videos, but never have been able to do it with the nonchalance I so desired. I tried peeing on the floor, on the counter, in the sink, peeing on the floor while sitting on the toilet, peeing while walking around, peeing on myself, and probably the weirdest was when I’d lay on top of the washer and dryer in the basement, put my dick between them, and laid there with my eyes closed as I pissed. It was silent, mess-free, and I did this many times.

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I have two memories which I consider my earliest pee memories. I can’t remember which one happened first.

In one, I was in preschool (so, about 3 or 4), and I wet my pants at preschool due to juuuust not quite making it to the toilet. (P sure someone else was in there before me, which delayed me.) It was mortifying. An entirely negative experience. The teachers were understanding, at least.

In the other memory, I was also about 3 or 4, and this time, I know my pee- ahem, INTEREST must’ve already begun. I was in a dance class for toddlers, and I thought I heard a lyric about peeing in the song we were dancing to. I couldn’t be sure, though, which made it all the more (non-sexually) titillating. (In retrospect, I definitely misheard.) That was my earliest memory of NOT being turned on.

Edit: nothing sexual here, please don’t ban me lmao (or do, idgaf)

While I’m editing, I might as well add that neither of these memories actually answer the question, which was ‘how did the fetish begin’, not, ‘what’s the earliest memory you can relate to it’.

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7 hours ago, Hamster245 said:

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I remember how you spoke about this on the television appearance! 

And yes, who doesn't love peeing outside as a kid. I think it's where most people's urophilia springs from.

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1 hour ago, Eliminature said:

I remember how you spoke about this on the television appearance! 

And yes, who doesn't love peeing outside as a kid. I think it's where most people's urophilia springs from.

Yes, I did give that as a main trigger for it being a fetish. Still unhappy with the outcome of that interview. 

It definitely remains my biggest kink, yet one I have struggled to explore with partners. 

 

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3 hours ago, Hamster245 said:

My own experience started with childhood peeing outside, much to my mums frustration when out I would need a wee and she'd have to find a place to take me so I could go. I was embarrassed but loved going out of a toilet environment. I regularly did that until I was about 7ish and expected to know better.

Where did your mum take you for a wee? 

In my case, when we were out and about my gran would usually take me down an alleyway and hold me over a grate. Sometimes, depending on the location, she would hold me behind a tree or bush and encourage me to water it. As I became older and heavier, she would find more discreet areas for me to wee and she would pull my underwear down for me, push my hips forward with one hand in the small of my back whilst holding my underwear/tights out of the way with her other. Just like you'd do for a boy, really. Sometimes she held my skirt out of the way instead of pushing my hips forward. 

This continued until I was about ten or so.

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19 minutes ago, Eliminature said:

Where did your mum take you for a wee?

It would depend where we were, we lived in a very small town which had a lot of footpaths connecting parts of town. If we went out by train, I'd often need to wee once we'd got off the train and the house was a half mile walk from the station along one of these paths so she'd make me go into the bushes. When I was very young she'd have to supervise my clothing being undone but then I'd do the pee unsupervised. As I grew older I would simply go in the bush and do it all myself. 

I remember in one market town we would visit, that she would often take me into one of the old phone boxes and I'd pee in the corner. Again she'd undo my trouser fronts so far and I'd have to stand and pee. I was really only about 4 or 5 then, so over 30 years ago.

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Moderator speak for a moment or two - listen up all:

In the last week I've had to remove two posts from this section because of breaches of Site Rule #2.

As a reminder, you can find all the site rules here.  The particular part of Rule #2 I'm referring to is the bit which says "References to events/memories whilst you were a minor may be acceptable if they are not sexual. For example, recalling that you first noticed your interest in pee around age 15 is acceptable"

Read the bit in bold.  Now read it again.  Also read the word 'interest'.  Not 'sexually excited', nothing about masturbating at the thought of it.  Just interested.

 

Now - if you can still see your post up above or on the previous page then you have nothing to worry about. The two posts removed are the end of the matter - those members aren't receiving formal warnings, but their posts have been removed and they are requested to take note.

Further offenders may not be so lucky though...

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On 9/30/2021 at 3:22 PM, Hamster245 said:

It would depend where we were, we lived in a very small town which had a lot of footpaths connecting parts of town. If we went out by train, I'd often need to wee once we'd got off the train and the house was a half mile walk from the station along one of these paths so she'd make me go into the bushes. When I was very young she'd have to supervise my clothing being undone but then I'd do the pee unsupervised. As I grew older I would simply go in the bush and do it all myself. 

I remember in one market town we would visit, that she would often take me into one of the old phone boxes and I'd pee in the corner. Again she'd undo my trouser fronts so far and I'd have to stand and pee. I was really only about 4 or 5 then, so over 30 years ago.

Interesting to see that your mum encouraged you to use a phone box as a toilet.   Obviously they give you privacy to an extent, but for her to educate you into that use of the facility means she must have thought it was acceptable - I wonder whether she ever used to use the phone boxes herself....?

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First time i ever had what i'd consider a naughty pee was when i was quite young, i had a friend round, we'd been playing in the yard all evening and drinking a lot. When her mum came to pick her up we were chasing each other in the yard, i ran off down an alleyway to hide from her. I could hear her running around, shouting my name. For whatever reason, at this very moment, i decided, ya know what? I'm gonna wee against this bin, so i sort of bent my knees so i wasn't visible, pulled my penis out and started peeing against our wheelie bin. I could still hear her trying to find me, i was about halfway done when she found me. She came running down the alleyway until she saw me, i stopped mid stream, but as she found me, she didn't say anything, just sort of stared at me while i had my dick out, i then started peeing again, she watched it intently until i finished, she then asked if she could touch it so i let her, said to her that boys need to shake their willies when they've just been for a wee, so that's what she did. I put myself away and we walked back to our parents. She thankfully didn't say anything at this moment. And that was it, she went home.

I peed outside a lot after that in the following years but most were just out of necessity. When i moved abroad to an English community and started to play outside more often, i did a few naughty pees then. Was walking home with some friends when we all decided to pee into a storm drain (one of those concrete ditches), all 5 or 6 of us. A group of our female class mates came around the corner and saw everything, but with a few 'ewwwwwws' they were away. Another was where me and a friend both peed all over a playground.

After that, it wasn't until i was older and discovered porn that i started up again.

So really, i think these experiences were what were my main reasons for developing a pee fetish. I'd love to do more naughty peeing, i just haven't had the chance recently.

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The first I can recall is when I was a pre-teen I inadvertently saw my really attractive aunt (she was my stepdad's sister in law, so no blood relation) take a squat in the woods when we were all at a family cookout. I could only see her from behind, but her ass was already something I had been admiring, and now there it was, bare and right in front of me. I couldn't get it out of my mind. And then later when we were all swimming in the river, her daughter said she had to pee, and my aunt just said, "Just pee in the water. That's what I did."  Later, both of these images would become a fantasy that I sometimes pleasured myself to, and after that I looked for other instances of attractive girls and women peeing or talking about peeing.

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18 hours ago, Alfresco said:

Interesting to see that your mum encouraged you to use a phone box as a toilet.   Obviously they give you privacy to an extent, but for her to educate you into that use of the facility means she must have thought it was acceptable - I wonder whether she ever used to use the phone boxes herself....?

I wouldn't say encouraged, more out of necessity due to a lack of decent toilets. 

Once I was a bit older, it was discouraged. The red phone boxes also began to be replaced with fully glass ones or semi open booths. 

I last pissed in a phone box about 7 years ago, it was near a busy road. Sadly Xtube deleted that content. ☹️

 

 

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I was young and remember being at a pool party with some family friends. After we had lunch, everyone was changing into swimsuits to get ready for the pool. When a few of the girls were done changing in the upstairs bedroom, it was my turn to use the room for changing. I had my trunks in hand and started to change. As I took off my shorts and underwear, I felt the urge to pee. For some unknown reason, I decided to kneel on my knees on the carpet next to the bed and let a few spurts go under the bed. I remember in detail watching the small puddles soak into the carpet. It was really exciting more than anything. I moved over and let out a longer spurt which formed a larger puddle. It pooled for a while before slowly soaking in. I stood up and put my bathing suit on, and suddenly felt nervous/ashamed of what I just did. There  were clothes/laundry scattered on the floor in the room, and I picked up a shirt and put it under the bed, covering the larger puddle. I got up, grabbed my clothes, put them into my bag, and walked out and joined the others outside in the pool. I remember feeling ashamed and almost anxious for what I did, but also excited when I thought about it for several days. I never told anyone about that until just now. I didn’t do this again for a few months until I snuck into my sisters room one afternoon and went into her closet and peed on her pile of stuffed animals she had stored in the corner. A few days later my parents discovered that someone peed on the animals after my sister complained about a pee smell in her closet. They approached me and asked if I knew why the closet smelled like pee, and I told them I peed in there a few days earlier. They were upset that I did that, but I remember them asking me why I did it, vs scolding me. I told them I didn’t know why (which I didn’t at the time) and they just told me that I can’t do that because it will ruin the carpet and the toys and to only pee in toilet where I was supposed to. I listened and for years, didn’t even think about doing that again. It wasn’t until college when I was dating a girl who would pee sometimes when she laughed really hard, that I became interested in peeing in naughty places again. But even then I still recall being ashamed of enjoying it, like I wasn’t supposed to, but couldn’t help acknowledging that it really turned me on for whatever reason… and has ever since. 

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