DFW_Lurker
Sexy Member
I've jerked in private in the stalls in the bathroom and I was very careful to contain my load either to my hand, tissue or at least the bowl. Never wanted to leave a mess to be found much less cleaned by anyone else.
Lol there is no court of law that would accept that as evidence, not to mention it is against the constitution to film someone, not only without consent, but naked. You are an idiot, you either wanted to hear yourself talk, or you wanted to seem smart.Interesting. But I've heard you have to be careful with this sort of thing. People have been arrested for this. I've heard that some places have hidden cameras, and if they have footage of you standing at the urinal for longer than the usual time necessary, they may get suspicious.
Just so you know, Sitges is known for its gay community, especially during high season. 28.000 inhabitants during winter. Almost 400.000 during summer, featuring 70 gay bars alone. Good chance you'd had similar experiences/views in any restroom you wakker into. At the Same time No pun intended to the behaviour of gay men in and around public restrooms.Some of the urinals in European train stations are very entertaining. I was really not all that experienced with a full-on tea room situation but learned in Spain. Traveling with a group of clients and my wife, extra-curricular behavior was not on my mind (much, at least). We took a day trip to the seaside town of Sitges, near Barcelona. I did pick up a vibe while walking around - so many male/male couples - and definitely liked that. When waiting for the train back, I ducked into the restroom for a quick pee. Every slot at the open urinals was taken and so I kind of got in line. Some guy moved out of the way for me, and I went to the middle urinal of the three on the wall. Well, I was the featured entertainment. The guys on both sides of me were already hard and began to slowly tug and then stroke when they realized that I wasn't going to run for help and was in fact stiffening and stroking myself. I was totally in the moment, at least until my wife yelled inside the door that the train was about to leave. Hardon bulging, I dashed out red-faced. Sure wish I'd been able to finish.