ManiacalMadMan
Experimental Member
I do not know that any one became most memorable Some were and are better than others but they are all fairly much equal in pleasure of relief.
Since 7th grade I have been horribly pee-shy. Some times are worse than others but none was worse than shortly after I developed the problem. I know the impetus was seeing a friend at the urinal whose penis I then discovered was much bigger and hairier than mine.
I was in the Boy Scouts and we had a camporee up at West Point which is in the same county I live. We went up on Friday night and were to stay until Sunday afternoon. Our troop got up there and it was wall-to-wall boys and tents for as far as the eye could see, no trees, no bushes, just a huge open dirt field.
We setup camp and ate some dinner. Soon after I had to go and made my way up to the latrine. It was the only latrine there and it had no plumbing. It also stank to high heaven. I went in and it was the worst thing I could imagine. Row upon row of open hole toilets with seats. No partitions, no ANYTHING. The urinals were a trough along the back wall and made of rain gutters! Worse, this one facility had to serve every boy and man in the whole place!
I just couldn't do it and so backed out, waiting for a time when it wasn't so crowded. I tried two more times to go throughout the day but even if I stood there with my dick out, I could not go at all. It was way too humiliating. By the next morning I wasn't feeling so hot and the cramps started by noon. I ate some lunch but after that went back into the tent with tremendous cramps and pain. I couldn't sleep. So I waited through all of Saturday night until it was past midnight and everyone would be asleep.
I finally made my way through the oceans of mud from the rain and got to the latrine. I could hear voices in one of them so I chose the one where the lights were out. Walking had brought me to the point of bursting so I just ran in through one of the doors.
Only I wasn't alone. Two guys were in there and soon as the door shut they grabbed me and one put his hand over my mouth while pulling my other arm behind me and he told me not to cry or say anything. He was much bigger than I was, that much I know. They sounded older, like late teens. The other guy grabbed my pants and yanked them down along with my underwear. I thought they just wanted to humiliate me or something. I had no idea at that age what else they might have wanted but they didn't get what they expected.
The shock from being assaulted like this was so terrifying and my bladder so full that I just started pissing... and pissing...and pissing some more. I pissed all over the latrine but, more importantly, I pissed all over the guy who had just yanked down my pants. He started shouting at me to stop and the other guy let go. All I could shout was, "I can't help it!," and began crying because I thought they were going to beat me up. The guy who was behind me, a total idiot, spun me around to grab or shake me but of course I was still pissing and I ended-up pissing on him too. He pushed me onto the floor (which was pretty gross) but my penis stuck out straight from my body and didn't hang so all that managed to do was redirect my pissing onto him. They both ran out of there as I scrambled to get up and get my pants up and my dick pointed into one of the sitting holes. I cried for a while and I was so nervous my whole body was shaking, but I kept peeing and then finally had to shit so moved down the row to the dry section and just let go. Nobody else came in and while I couldn't see, it didn't matter. I was more focused on elimination than anything else.
Pulled up my pants, noticed they were a bit wet, and then purposely slid my ass in the mud on the way back to our tents to hide the wet stains. I was so happy to have relieved myself that I didn't think about what had happened. Looking back I suppose I was a very naive kid, unaware of what those guys may have been thinking. Maybe they were mugging me, maybe just wanted someone to bully and humiliate, or maybe they wanted to rape me. I don't know. I have never gone so long without urinating before or since so while it was the most relieving pee of my life, it was also one of the most satisfactory.
Oh yes. Almost forgot. I quit Boy Scouts that Sunday as soon as I got home.
I was in the Aleutian Islands, miles from anything and the wind was incredibly strong with no shelter anywhere. When I started to piss, the stream went up, not down, and just disappeared into the sky.
My other memorable piss was in college when a girlfriend wanted to hold my cock as I peed, just to see what it felt like. She giggled the whole time.