The first urinal I encountered was at school as a boy a concrete wall of all things. Here we had pissing competitions through a space above. I didn't take part but watched in amazement as several boys attempted to do this. The winner had to ensure his stream went straight through and lasted the longest so you came to school prepared for the morning interval. At that time many public conveniences had dividers but in time were replaced with a aluminum sheet, the latter very typical of bars and gay hangouts. At gay bars and clubs pissing always generated a degree of interest even though most patrons were pretty wasted and didn't really care of who saw what. Occasionally there was pissing against walls went the urinal was fill and more commonly on the road afterwards, when the bar closed. The urinal at Wellington Station was truly astonishing : a huge room with 50 or so space separated by dividers, built when public vehicles were unusual and more traveled by rail. No eye candy there. excepting the rare time someone would piss behind the step you stood on. I saw that once there, and once at a bar where there was no divider : both guys were about to piss themselves: their urine just came out in one big woosh and piss showered everywhere. Still a little odd. There was eye candy at the old Wellington Library toilets. I was quite surprised to go there one Sunday to find the urinal fill with guys with their dicks out, not pissing, and the stalls occupied with two guys, one having his dick sucked through a hole in the partition. The dicks on display were larger dicks I recall. The only time I had trouble at a single urinal was when my drunken friend appeared and tried to join me. He just pushed be slightly aside and pissed behind me. Another woosh guy but with a small penis. He had no recollection of this the next day and showering me.
