Pee Shyness
Posted: 29 Oct 2019, 20:35
I know there’s a similar topic to this one, so I hope this is okay. I think this is a little different than what is being talked about in the shy bladder topic, though.
So, basically, I was wondering if anyone has any stories (of themselves or others) who have to pee desperately but can’t in a certain situation. Someone getting up to the urinal in a crowded men’s room or the toilet at a loud party and pushing but nothing coming out because of the anxiety becoming physical. I’ll start with a little story of my own:
I recently went to the theater with one of my friends, a little over an hour from where we live. When we got there, I had to pee - nothing too serious, but still intrusive - but I decided to wait until intermission. I felt I could hold it and secretly wanted to see the massive line for the urinals. So, I watched the play, a bit fidgety here and there maybe, but nothing too exciting. Shortly before intermission, I started feeling it more and more, not building pressure since I hadn’t had anything to drink (I would’ve if the prices weren’t so high), but still getting more persistent. Then, when the lights came up for intermission, I got nervous and excited seeing all the people (with special attention paid to the men) immediately getting up out of their seats and flooding out of the theater and into the sweet relief of the restrooms (of which there was only one men’s and one women’s). I waited a bit, not wanting to go with the crowds because I knew I got pee shy sometimes when surrounded by too many people, and eventually turned to my friend and said I was going to the bathroom.
Out in the hall, I followed a man in front of me who had, luckily, just asked an employee where the men’s room was. He walked quickly, and so did I, my bladder getting ready for release already. The men’s room was located down a staircase, which I followed the other fast-walking man down to meet a decently sized, but quick-moving, line of men. I’m sure there were some desperate faces in the crowd, but we got to the main area of the restroom pretty quickly. Ahead, there was a split between a room with stalls to the left and a room lined all the way around with very slim and close-together urinals to the right. Despite the possibility of shyness in my mind, I took the room to the right. As soon as I reached the front of the line, a spot opened up and I stepped in. I positioned myself and aimed, but nothing would come out. I stood for a while longer, trying to focus and drown out the other men pissing all around me (and, worse, the ones impatiently waiting and watching for me to finish).
As much as I would enjoy this situation in theory, in practice it just made my bladder lock up. I couldn’t tell, but I think the guy next to me might have been having the same problem producing a stream. The guys to either side of me eventually cycled out, and I gave it a few more seconds before giving up, my situation unresolved and my bladder still under pressure. I returned to my seat and watched the rest of the show with a fidget in my legs.
When the show was over, I debated going back to the restroom, but I didn’t want to delay my friend. Besides, I knew we wanted to try going to a restaurant just outside the theater. I could piss there, I thought. However, the restaurant we were thinking about was too crowded, and so we decided just to go home, to my disappointment. The rest of the car ride back was unfortunately uneventful, as I was distracting myself with conversation. I would’ve been very interested to see how things went if I had sprung for some expensive bottled water at the theater (maybe next time!). We stopped at a restaurant much closer to home, where I went into an empty restroom and pissed for a good while (a minute, even, maybe) at the urinal, taking my time to enjoy the relief.
Anyway, I hope you liked that story (it’s the first experience I’ve told on this site), and I would love to read some of your experiences with pee shyness and being desperate!
So, basically, I was wondering if anyone has any stories (of themselves or others) who have to pee desperately but can’t in a certain situation. Someone getting up to the urinal in a crowded men’s room or the toilet at a loud party and pushing but nothing coming out because of the anxiety becoming physical. I’ll start with a little story of my own:
I recently went to the theater with one of my friends, a little over an hour from where we live. When we got there, I had to pee - nothing too serious, but still intrusive - but I decided to wait until intermission. I felt I could hold it and secretly wanted to see the massive line for the urinals. So, I watched the play, a bit fidgety here and there maybe, but nothing too exciting. Shortly before intermission, I started feeling it more and more, not building pressure since I hadn’t had anything to drink (I would’ve if the prices weren’t so high), but still getting more persistent. Then, when the lights came up for intermission, I got nervous and excited seeing all the people (with special attention paid to the men) immediately getting up out of their seats and flooding out of the theater and into the sweet relief of the restrooms (of which there was only one men’s and one women’s). I waited a bit, not wanting to go with the crowds because I knew I got pee shy sometimes when surrounded by too many people, and eventually turned to my friend and said I was going to the bathroom.
Out in the hall, I followed a man in front of me who had, luckily, just asked an employee where the men’s room was. He walked quickly, and so did I, my bladder getting ready for release already. The men’s room was located down a staircase, which I followed the other fast-walking man down to meet a decently sized, but quick-moving, line of men. I’m sure there were some desperate faces in the crowd, but we got to the main area of the restroom pretty quickly. Ahead, there was a split between a room with stalls to the left and a room lined all the way around with very slim and close-together urinals to the right. Despite the possibility of shyness in my mind, I took the room to the right. As soon as I reached the front of the line, a spot opened up and I stepped in. I positioned myself and aimed, but nothing would come out. I stood for a while longer, trying to focus and drown out the other men pissing all around me (and, worse, the ones impatiently waiting and watching for me to finish).
As much as I would enjoy this situation in theory, in practice it just made my bladder lock up. I couldn’t tell, but I think the guy next to me might have been having the same problem producing a stream. The guys to either side of me eventually cycled out, and I gave it a few more seconds before giving up, my situation unresolved and my bladder still under pressure. I returned to my seat and watched the rest of the show with a fidget in my legs.
When the show was over, I debated going back to the restroom, but I didn’t want to delay my friend. Besides, I knew we wanted to try going to a restaurant just outside the theater. I could piss there, I thought. However, the restaurant we were thinking about was too crowded, and so we decided just to go home, to my disappointment. The rest of the car ride back was unfortunately uneventful, as I was distracting myself with conversation. I would’ve been very interested to see how things went if I had sprung for some expensive bottled water at the theater (maybe next time!). We stopped at a restaurant much closer to home, where I went into an empty restroom and pissed for a good while (a minute, even, maybe) at the urinal, taking my time to enjoy the relief.
Anyway, I hope you liked that story (it’s the first experience I’ve told on this site), and I would love to read some of your experiences with pee shyness and being desperate!