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Boston-- There was a busy tearoom in Chicago when I worked there one summer years ago. I suppose it still exists, or at least I hope it does. I mean, there was a certain amount of eyeing of cocks at the urinals but no cruising that I know of. The big thing, though, was the crapper stall which was at the end of the wall of urinals. Someone had put a peep hole by the latch which allows the sitter (shitter?) to sight down the line of eight piss pots and watch the parade of posers, peters, and piss. And it was some parade! It was a busy place practically all day. And for this reason, the last stall was popular. I've spent some time there and have made some observations about cock and pee styles.

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The cocks are, for the most part, cut of course. Pity! They come in all sizes, big and small, long and short. That much we all know. But the details get interesting.

To begin with, some guys seem secretive about pulling out their pecker, barely letting it peek out of their fly, so that I wonder if even they can see it. Some fumble and struggle just to get the prick out of their pants. Others flop it out with a certain flair.

Another thing is stance. Most simply stand upright in a matter-of-fact manner but some few stand with their hips forward and slightly rising on tiptoe, reminding me of some of the little kids I saw in elementary school crowding up to the urinal.

A few guys piss through their foreskins and the results can be interesting. In some cases this produces a splutter/splatter effect. Then there are the guys who get it out and place their hands on their hips, leaving their dongs to hang out for all the world to see.

There are a few who need both hands to hold their meat. Most use one hand, and the styles are generally in three categories: (a) thumb above and two fingers under; (b) between the index and third finger, like holding a cigar; (c) thumb under and four fingers covering to ensure that neither they nor anyone else can see how small it is.

The guys generally keep the stream of piss steady, but there are a few who move their cock up and down, beating a path up and down the back of the urinal. I saw one memorable artist who traced circles and figure eights for the longest time.

Some piss quick; others seem to have a ten-gallon tank in their gut. Some have a needle-thin stream and others flow like a race horse. The piss slit affects the stream of piss. One guy will hold his dick straight out and because of his pee-hole being high, he produces an arc; another with the opposite extreme holds his pecker straight out and gets a straight shot down, nearly missing the lip of the pee pot. Occasionally, the opening in the cock is so long that it releases a beautiful arc. That's quite lovely.

The final act of shaking the cock and putting it away is the occasion of great variation. The ones lucky enough to have escaped the butcher do interesting things with their foreskin to make sure no lemonade is trapped inside. Some shake it up and down. Others skin it back and then forward again, sometimes several times.

Author Profile:  Boyd McDonald

Born in 1925 in South Dakota, Boyd McDonald entered Harvard as a high-school dropout after serving in the army in World War II. Jobs with Time, IBM, and several Wall Street firms preceded Boyd's career as a chronicler of gay sex. He was the founder and editor of Straight to Hell (alternatively the Manhattan Review of Cocksucking), and later published a number of anthologies of true sex histories. Boyd died in September 1993, two months after completing his final book, Scum.