How much can the average human urinate?

I remember camping one time and drinking beer, etc. It got cold that night and I just didn’t want to leave the sleeping bag. I’m sure y’all know that feeling…

After getting myself to ignore it and go back to sleep a couple of times, I finally had to extract myself from bag and tent when I woke up with a painfully huge erection (not the good kind) and had to pee worse than ever in my life.

So, there I was, at 5 in the morning in the freezing cold in my skivvies, waiting for my pee-hardon to subside. When it did, I peed for godknowshowlong…my friends thought I’d left the water thingy running!

Welcome to the guy party, Sattua. Not only can you expect a whole lot of atttention as the only gal here, but arguably gals are the only ones qualified to speak…

No, not because some of them seem to think men aren’t qualified to speak, but because the OP asked about the “average human” and the “average human” is female (or maybe a hermaphrodite).

Alas, the OP asked “how much” and not “how long”. Even relatively harmless Benign Prostate Hypertrophy (BPH) can slow urine flow enough to cause medical complications problems. I’ve rotated through the Urology clinics at a local VA and the former Boston City Hospital, and when I took a bathroom break, my speed of urination seemed to outrage some of the patients, who routinely took up to half an hour. As I washed my hands after breezing in and hosing off the alabaster idol, they often made wiseacre comments like “Enjoy it while it lasts” and “Show-off!”

When I was young and crazy, and more than a little drunk, I wrote my name in the snow…and underlined it. 18 letters. YOWZA! :smiley:

The average adult bladder capacity is about 300-500 cc. The average bladder begins to feel full at about 100-200 cc. After voiding fully, the average bladder should contain less than 50 cc of urine.

Some individuals with chronic urinary retention will have over 1,500 cc of urine in their bladders. This represents a problem.

All of you guys who are talking about these lengthy urinations might want to ask the doc about it some day. I had record-length sessions when I was growing up and then I mentioned “painful urination” to a Navy doctor. I’m happy now, but I wasn’t very happy at the time with the events that followed.

ahem… TMI follows.

They found that I had a “urethral stricture” an inch or so away from the bladder – sure enough, I could see it on the x-ray, a little pinched-off section that was causing my troubles. The solution was to run a series of thin rods down my johnson, substituting thicker and thicker rods until the job was deemed complete. The final rod appeard to be as thick as a pencil :eek:. The rods went in about 10 or 12 inches, far more than could fit in the shaft. The doctor told me that the rods went all the way to the bladder.

Since this was a Navy doctor’s office, they invited a half dozen corpsmen students (both male and female) to stand around and stare while the doctor did his business.

When I left that doctor’s office and returned to my quarters, I went for a piss and was totally amazed at the fire-hose-quality 15-second blast that followed.

Unfortunately, stretching out the tight spot didn’t do the trick and it tightened right back up a year later.

The Navy sent me to the hospital to get rid of the problem for good. I had a fairly disturbing experience where a very attractive female Navy urologist was examining my bits with no one else in the room (she even unbuckled my pants for the examination – this would be totally inappropriate these days). I was deeply concerned that I might inadvertantly do something out of line, but everything stayed cool. She told me pleasant things about sliding a slim instrument with a retractable scalpal blade into my member :eek:.

The next day, I found myself on the receiving end of a spinal tap. Everything below the waist disappeared. The anesthesiologist gave me some absolutely bitchin’ shots, telling me “This one is six strawberry margaritas.” and “This one is two vodka martinis – shaken, not stirred.” After all of that, they could have turned me into a girl for all I cared.

Fortunately, all went well, and I am still peeing forcefully, if not fire-hose strength, seventeen years later.

I don’t know about indiviual peeing sessions, but after having to use a catherter for about two weeks when I was in the hospital last year, I know that my average daily output is about 2-2.5 liters. The nurses seemed a bit surprised at how often they had to empty out that jug.

I work in pediatric oncology, and that includes teenagers. I’m amazed at the bladder capacity of the older teens (the adult sized ones) I take care of. They generally have to have a lot of IV fluids around the clock, even at night, but they have to sleep, right? They routinely put out 750ml to 1 liter of fluids several times a night. I feel sorry for 'em having to wake up so often.

I’ve seen sets of incremental diameter stainless steel rods for this purpose offered at sex shops and SM/BD boutiques in Hollywood… with the biggest ones much thicker than a pencil, probably close to 3/8" diameter (!!) and all slightly ‘S’ shaped.

I’ve also seen lesbian-themed porn videos purporting to demonstrate these being used for the purposes of gratifying the recipient, but since I couldn’t imagine the experience being gratifiying, I didn’t care to screen those particular programs. :dubious: