I found this topic by accident, but I think my experiences fit. My wife (girlfriend at the time) once held onto things for me while I was peeing in a hotel bathroom. I had so much to drink, that I thought the toilet was moving. My wife assured me it was not, and advised me to sit down. I was acting like an ass, and told her that's what girls do, and I'm a man. I know....ridiculous right ? She being sober could see where this was heading, so she stood behind me, grabbed a hold of everything, and made sure there would not be a mess to clean up.
There was a second time this happened but for a much better reason. I had reconstructive surgery on my ankle some time back, and as you could imagine I was heavily medicated. Along with the narcotics for the pain, I was also given a few bags of fluid. There was a point after surgery that I had to relieve myself so bad it hurt. I mentioned something to my wife, who brought a nurse with one of those goofy looking jugs for me to pee in. I was already sitting up a little bit, so the nurse handed it to me and said to stay sitting if I could, and relax. Well, for some reason I was as hard as a rock.To the gals out there who don't know, it's very difficult to pee sometimes with an erection. Almost impossible when semi-reclined in a hospital bed. I told the nurse I could not go like this, she apoligized and offered to come back later. I explained to her how uncomfortable I was, so she asked if I would like to try standing. I thought it was worth a try. While I was trying to get to my one foot I could stand on, I became dizzy and almost hit the floor. My wife rushed to my left side, catching me with both hands, while the nurse already had my right arm. I was able to lean back against the bed with the help of my wife keeping me upright using both of her hands. This left the nurse who was holding the jug with one hand and my right arm with the other. Because of the way we were positioned, and the way she was holding my arm, I was unable to reach anything lower than my belly button. What happened next was probably laughed about later in the hospital breakroom. The nurse handed me the bottom of my gown to hold out of the way, while she slipped my underwear to mid thigh. (I got to keep them on since it was outpatient ankle surgery.) She then directed my still very hard pisser into the jug, which she held in the other hand while I rested my right arm on her left shoulder. So there I was, my wife on my left side with one arm around my back, and the other on my chest. I had the nurse holding up the right side with her left shoulder. My left arm was draped over my wife's shoulders, and my right arm all wierd like braced over the nurse's left shoulder keeping the gown out of the way. That was all just to keep me upright. It took almost 5 minutes with a lot of concentration to finally pee in the jug, but what can you expect ? I was half out of it, with a kind of cute little nurse holding my erect penis, and all three of us are staring at it waiting for somethig to happen. After surveying the situation in all its awkwardness, I blurted out to my wife, "I guess I should enjoy this, it'll probably be the closest I ever come to a threesome...right ?" My wife actually chuckled a bit, while the nurse cracked a bit of a smile. When nothing more came out of me, the nurse handed me a tissue to clean the drips off ( I guess she did not want to shake it off ). Then helped me with my underwear, and back into the bed. My wife and I thanked her for her help, after which my wife apoligized for my lewdness. The nurse told her it was alright, and that it takes alot more than that to offend her.