Unlike most boys that are circumcised when they are a baby I wasn't circumcised until I was 15 years old. I spend a couple of days in the hospital before being sent home. I was not to wear any pants for at least a week so all I wore was a t-shirt that came down mid-thigh to at least have myself covered. During that period my mother did something that was a little embarrassing for me. Anytime any of her friends came over and asked how I was healing up she would lift my t-shirt letting them see first hand. She did this numerous times to numerous friends of hers. I did tell her it was embarrassing but she basically told me not to be and that her friends know what little boys look like. I would always tell her I wasn't a little boy and her response was always that they knew what big boys look like too. Every time it was the same thing. She would call me in and lift my t-shirt exposing my junk while her friends would take their looks at me. She did at least have some decency because sometimes her friends had kids that came over with them but she never did it in front of them with one exception. I was watching TV with the daughter of one of her friends when I get called into the kitchen by my mother. I was standing their with my t-shirt up and my mother and her friend looking at me. The daughter, who was a year or two younger than me, walks in a minute later. The daughter stood at the kitchen entrance staring as my mother had my t-shirt up and everything exposed. My mother noticed her standing there but her mother and mine continued talking about how I was healing nicely and my mother wasn't quick to lower my shirt. It became the norm until I could wear pants again but even one time a few weeks later my mother had me drop my pants for one of her of friends to show everything had healed up.

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