"I don't wanna know"
I recently started hanging again, and remembered an experience from a couple years back. I was too embarrassed to share it at the time, but my PE shame is long gone, so…
I had moved back in with my parents briefly for financial reasons. Not proud of it, but hey, apparently it happened to a lot of us after the “financial crisis” back then.
I was just beginning to hang, perhaps a few weeks into it, and trying to be very stealthy with my timing… making sure everyone else was asleep or out, or busy while I was doing my PE.
Well one night, without any warning, my mom opened the door to “my” bedroom, and walked right in at full stride to stop abruptly at the sight of me with a pillow under my ass at the edge of the bed and my feet propped up on a dresser, with a brown leather bag of weights hanging off my dick. We both momentarily froze while a bunch of ludicrous potential explanations for what I was doing raced through my mind. Then she said “I don’t wanna know.” And I said, “OK” and she turned around and left. And we have never spoke of it since.
Before 5.5" x 4.1" ///////// Now 7.4" x 4.9"