Pee shyness?

[JonInFl311]

Anyone suffer from pee shyness here? Or know guys who are like that? Meaning do you try your best not to pee in multi-person bathrooms or anywhere others can see you? I'm totally not of that sort at all, but I've known guys who were. One guy I used to go out partying with was almost neurotic about it. No matter how bad he had to go he could not handle peeing in a urinal with other guys around. He always used a stall. And if a private stall was not a possibility (some US restrooms notably in bars do not have doors on stalls, though that's getting rare) he would hold it as long as he could and if worst came to worst he would discretely wet himself.

[Def123]

I used to know a guy who suffered from this a bit, he really tried to avoid peeing in a urinal with anyone he knew. He’d always wait until after everyone else had broken the seal before going to the gents. If he did have to go next to one of us, he’d not pull much of it out and keep it tucked away or hidden behind his hand.

Most of us in that friendship group were the opposite and one in particular was always whipping it out to take a piss in the street or behind a car etc. I remember one time we’d been walking between bars, me and another friend had stopped to piss behind a building and I could tell the pee why guy really needed to go, but he refused to get it and and had to suffer on for another 20 minutes

[Fred]

I used to be somewhat pee-shy, but as I grew older I also grew bolder, and now using a urinal isn't an issue for me.

[SoakdBrute]

As males we can urinate standing up, which makes it convenient for us to relieve our bladders without much privacy. So male socialization often involves not only learning to piss in group settings like crowded bar and stadium urinals, but even in public settings away from any bathroom. In some contexts it's expected for guys to just go behind a building or in the woods, and a man may even stand out for his unwillingness, or inability, to do so.

Years ago, in my twenties during my misspent youth, I remember drinking a six pack of beers with a couple of buddies, sitting at night in a park well past the hour when the restrooms are closed. With time, nature called and one of them (Mark) got up to piss in the corner right where the door normally opened (a spot of concrete which was already well moistened by the time he visited it), though he expressed afterwards that he briefly feared a passing light could have been a police car approaching to bust him for public urination. In a little while, I went to do the same, but the third guy in our group didn't go once. He had tried to locate a restroom earlier that night, in the basement of a corner store (for which he was informed by the shop-owner that they had no public bathrooms), leading me to wonder just how long he'd been holding it, and whether was just too bashful about being seen in the act to sneak in a quick leak.