In the bathroom.

My sister used to hold my cock when I'd pee and we'd pretend like she was putting out a fire with my hose. That was before dad caught us and beat us both till we shit. After that, I let my mom hold it for me. Dad never found out about that, but he did wonder how my mom got pregnant after he had his vasectomy. DNA test showed that the baby's DNA was compatable with his, obviously, as I'm his son.

We were just kids, my husband got assigned to Vicenza living in our little apartment. Some of his friends came over from the barracks, the one young black soldier had casts on both of his arms, something happened on his last jump. He was well liked but the guys teased the shit out of him. Well they left him at out apartment while they went to get something.
Now we were alone for about hour waiting for the guys to get back, he said in a sort of shy manor, Mrs. Smith (of course not my name) that always got me, I was only 19, maybe a year older than him, such good manners. When I asked him what I could, I thought he wanted another beer, but he said he needed to go to the bathroom and would it be possible if I could help him.
Growing up on a farm in Central PA, did see many black people, so I was sort of curious. Helped him unzip his pants, reached in and got a hold of his dick and held it for him while he peed. It was the first black cock I’d seen, certainly was a lot of fun holding it, he was big, in fact he started to get erect. I played with it a little as I was putting it back. I do regret not playing with it more