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And, for me, because though I had known these boys since preschool, I had gone away every September for the last four years to a prep school. Down that hallway, I thought, which one? Was the nicest version. Two of them. I got more than one pair of jeans thoroughly piss-soaked.

Granted, I didn't do the athletic thing in either high school or college, so this is my first experience (I'm 24).

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A man enters the men's room and gets more than he bargained for. I do remember that there were other men in the room. And also because now at 17 I was, for the first time in my life, a boy. Other variations included dyke, queer, butch, bitch, creeponce oddly faggot and other, unprintable, words.

I gave up practicing. That bathroom was nothing special. Men Are Sharing The Most Awkward Things That Happened To Them At The Urinal, And My Dudes, Some Of You Need Restroom Etiquette Lessons These are the situations you pray never happen to you while.

So long as you peed slowly and no one peeked. Home for the summer from boarding school, that awkward and potent summer between high school and college, I was working as a dishwasher. Or would that be weird? Album created by jjkrkwood Updated 9 hours ago images 1 album comment 18 image commentsviews.

Devices were sold, tricks bandied about in trans groups I went to. I never would have entered if I thought I would have been detected, confronted, kicked out. Grunge and androgyny were reasonably widespread, even in the sticks of Maine.

I'm hyper-aware of the stereotype of the gay guy eyeing other dudes in the gym, so I make it a point to keep my eyes to myself. First, because we all worked odd jobs with odd hours. I recently got a gym membership for the first time, and I've been shocked with what I've found while spending time in the locker room and the showers.

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In subsequent years, I would think about that — using the urinal. It would only be weird if you used the urinal. Such trips were always a challenge. And I wore the same t-shirts and jeans and flannel shirts and sneakers that I always wore. Both at the urinals, and so their backs were toward me when I entered.

Medicine spoons and surgical tubing. Second, because none of us owned a car and the nearest movie theater was 40 minutes from our rural Maine town.