The only time you’ll ever catch me at one of those puppies is if I’m alone and think I can pee in peace hoping no one else comes in within the next 10 to 14 seconds. I’m 33 and till this day nothing gives me more anxiety than having to piss at a urinal. He kept on putting himself away, smirked-I knew I got caught staring-and when he passed me he put his hand on my shoulder and told me he liked my outfit. Watching him piss from behind (and I’m not even into that) I forgot I was staring and he turned around, still putting himself away, and I got a look at his face and I was right. All I knew is that, from what little I could see, he was tall, dark and handsome. He turned his body to face a corner of the wall so he could pee in private. I was at a club last weekend, waiting on line to use a stall when I saw this extremely hot guy peeing at the urinal.
