Remember that book, "Men are from Mars: that's why women don't understand the penis"?

It's true. No matter how much your man loves you, he's never going to reveal the secret things that he does with his penis.

In this hub, even at the risk of breaking the unwritten code of silence, I will tell of the hidden penal pleasures you ladies cannot even imagine.

The site of the reverie is not your bedroom, nor is it the Foxy Lady or some such similar place. The spot were men really enjoy their manhood the most is............................................

a public urinal!

What is a urinal really?

First and foremost...it is a target.

Men go into that urinal like sharpshooters on the rifle range. Your man may not admit it, but when he steps up to the fixture he is more than ready for a little target practice.

The makers of urinals know this. It is why they put an actual target right on top the urinal's drain. This target is also known as a 'urinal cake'.

A man's job is to take careful aim at that scented little pink target and blast it down to nothing.

As our stream charges downward, we talk to ourselves, "Fire! Keep Firing man! More water! Push the buttocks hard to get a stronger stream! You're slowing down man....push harder. More water!!!! Aim for the middle of the cake!"

Now some guys run out of ammo after only 14 seconds and other men never get a fire-hose stream going..

.but some of us posess water cannons that can melt that cake like snow.

Oh yah---speaking of snow.  What about those guys on hunting trips in Maine, New Hampshire and Pennsylvania? 

What do you think they do in two feet of snow when they have to go?  Some guys write their names. 

I wrote a love letter to a lady once in the snow.  It was a short  epistle. She liked it!

Rumor has it that whole books have been written in yellow ink!

Whether they are 12, 22, 32, 42, or 65...... all little boys love their little toys!