Yes Lee, I understand, my wife is restroom shy, even with me around. She has to close the door, she can talk to me as long as the door is closed. In public restrooms, she worries that the next person would think she left the room smelling so she doesnt like when someone goes in right after her. The struggle is real.
Yes, Rest Room, or Bathrooms? I have yet to see comfy couches or a bath. Why can't we just say Lavatory or Toilet. Most cafes, restaurants and council facilities in Australia, now simply say "toilets". Also the traditional dank smell is a thing of the past in most places, thank goodness
I had this issue as a gay man young who was aware also got hard instantly when pants off and dreading any public urinal. My fears were that men would look, that I would look at them, that they would freak out, and that the world would know the horrors. Even after coming out and doing WS (pee play) I had this issue. This is because it is reflexive and developed young. You don't think it, you feel it, usually the hormones in the urine and the exposure to cold air off the porcelain does it. Mammals like us either harden when they smell other male's urine or they soften. Most nervous men soften and the chill makes it shrink up faster, also seizing the bladder. Once the process starts, adrenaline fear response because it is traumatic in some ways and this blocks the process further. My solution. I noticed at the pub when after one pitcher of beer the piss flowed easily although I went in when no one was there. The pressure, the diuresis of the booze and the effects of the depressant relaxed the area and it didn't tense up. So what I did was every time I went further back from my usual glued to the cold porcelain penis in water stance to half a foot and peed (straight guys do it why not me), then a half more...until I was 4 feet back slashing accross the room into the urinal with perfect accuracy. Then two metal heads walked in to smoke a joint. I kinda froze they did too and then the one says "whoa dude, that;s a fucking righteous slash"...they watched me finish moving closer as the stream slowed not spilling a drop...applause. Straight guys like piss contests of absurd dimensions and I had become one of them...and was never shy again because I realized i could be just as absurd and the more penis I showed and the more outrageous it was the less gay they thought I was.
Lots of people are. I dont know why exactly but I suspect its something developed when young that they havent been able to overcome or didnt want to. Ive been in a mens room with 4 urinals and only one occupied. Another guy comes in and goes to a stall to take a leak. Some even close and latch the door. Im thinking WTH? You can see their feet under the stall and hear it hitting the water but they have to lock themselves in the stall. I really dont get it but its one of those hang ups that really doesnt matter much to me except for me laughing inside every time it happens.
For those of you who have never dealt with this, it's not what you think.It's not penis shy but pee shy. For me, I have no problem with or embarrassed by what I have and it has nothing to do with someone else seeing your penis, but the actual urinating part itself. I guess it sounds strange to some. It's kind of like needing to sneeze but you just can't..
This describes it perfectly. It is not a conscious choice. I don't care if someone sees me, obviously. There's just a strange mental block when I have to pee. There are times I have to go really bad, but my plumbing just won't cooperate. I'd be standing there, piece in hand, and my muscles just refuse to let go.
I lived on the road for about 3-4 months, consequently using a lot of public rest areas and washrooms, so I have gotten less pee-shy recently. I can at least use one of the urinals instead of the stalls. However, open-air bushes? Trough urinals? Nope. Can't do it. I may want to, but my bladder will refuse.
Hi Elizabeth,
Interesting experience. That was smart telling him you were only 16. You were in a very vulnerable position. Those old rustic camps with outhouses can be confusing. I've had a couple more embarrassing experiences in the outhouse I mentioned in the earlier posting. I'll get around to posting them soon. Tom
When I was young - like all the way up to college and perhaps a bit beyond - I was terribly pee shy. At events like ball games where your chance of getting at a stall is slim and will take forever, as urinal after urinal spot opens up before you, it was absolute agony. Guys would look at me like "well? are you gonna pee or what?, and I would feel obligated and step up and go through the motions, which only made the pain of having to go worse. In truth, I was so pee shy then that in crowded environments like that it was possible that I would be unable to pee even in a stall - even while the need to go brought crippling pain.
And then somehow, and I know not how or even exactly when, it stopped. I am now no longer a bit pee shy, and could take a giant 10 minute leak right in front of the Pope while smiling and making direct eye contact the whole time.
Like I said, it is a mystery to me how it ceased to be a problem, but I am ever so thankful that it has. Being able to just whip it out and take a piss pretty much anytime, anywhere is one of the things that make being a guy great. Not as much as the not getting pregnant thing, but still.
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