Urine Analysis
I imagine my lover blindfolding me, tying me up and slowly teasing me, until the moment he releases a hot stream of pee against my clit. His hips sway back and forth, watering me like a thirsty lawn. I imagine the smell of his decoction—heady, distinct, salty-sweet—its perfume infusing my skin, dousing my hair.
These days, golden showers are fairly common in pornography. In fact, in Japan, a pee fetish that involves wetting ones pants has become so commonplace, that there are game shows that feature ultra-moist contestants. Even so, for the greater part of society, anything to do with excretory function—pee, poop or puke—is not to be so spoken of in polite conversation. Sure, urination is completely natural, but it’s hard to assess how normal something is or isn’t in any context—much less a sexual one—when it doesn’t get talked about. From the time we are children, many of us are taught that our genitals—the part of our bodies, which in addition to sexual function, is “where pee comes from”—are dirty and shameful. Of course, urine play is erotic precisely because it of this taboo.
When I was a child, I imagined that sex occurred when you crawled into bed with someone and slowly got naked. I understood that this was a very vulnerable situation that included lots of tender touching, kisses and handholding. Finally, when you were ready, when the two of you both wanted to “go all the way,” you’d simultaneously “let go” and began to pee, your bodies wrapped around each other, eyes closed, as you were covered in a heady mixture of sweat and pee. Perhaps my newfound appreciation for water sports comes down to this childhood fantasy, or perhaps even then, I knew that it would be hot. (I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I still find this fantasy both alluring and strangely romantic.)
As a child, watching someone pee was something I was taught one wasn’t supposed to do, yet I couldn’t understand why. While my longtime curiosity with urolagnia might be unique, I think most kids are interested in pee. My aunt, who taught grade school, once related the following story: After school one day, a little boy and girl were nowhere to be found when their parents arrived to pick them up. Frantic, my aunt went searching for them, eventually finding the pair in the kindergarten bathroom stall. The girl was sitting down, peeing, while the boy urinated freely between her legs. The kids looked up at my shocked aunt and assured her that it was okay; they did it all the time.
These days, golden showers are fairly common in pornography. In fact, in Japan, a pee fetish that involves wetting ones pants has become so commonplace, that there are game shows that feature ultra-moist contestants. Even so, for the greater part of society, anything to do with excretory function—pee, poop or puke—is not to be so spoken of in polite conversation. Sure, urination is completely natural, but it’s hard to assess how normal something is or isn’t in any context—much less a sexual one—when it doesn’t get talked about. From the time we are children, many of us are taught that our genitals—the part of our bodies, which in addition to sexual function, is “where pee comes from”—are dirty and shameful. Of course, urine play is erotic precisely because it of this taboo.
When I was a child, I imagined that sex occurred when you crawled into bed with someone and slowly got naked. I understood that this was a very vulnerable situation that included lots of tender touching, kisses and handholding. Finally, when you were ready, when the two of you both wanted to “go all the way,” you’d simultaneously “let go” and began to pee, your bodies wrapped around each other, eyes closed, as you were covered in a heady mixture of sweat and pee. Perhaps my newfound appreciation for water sports comes down to this childhood fantasy, or perhaps even then, I knew that it would be hot. (I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I still find this fantasy both alluring and strangely romantic.)
As a child, watching someone pee was something I was taught one wasn’t supposed to do, yet I couldn’t understand why. While my longtime curiosity with urolagnia might be unique, I think most kids are interested in pee. My aunt, who taught grade school, once related the following story: After school one day, a little boy and girl were nowhere to be found when their parents arrived to pick them up. Frantic, my aunt went searching for them, eventually finding the pair in the kindergarten bathroom stall. The girl was sitting down, peeing, while the boy urinated freely between her legs. The kids looked up at my shocked aunt and assured her that it was okay; they did it all the time.
As common as it is in Japan, I wish it was more common in the US. We almost seem to have some sort of fear of it. Great article.
Great article.