I once belonged to a tennis club. They had a nice locker room with a sauna, showers, etc. The only problem was, this tennis club had kids in afternoon tennis programs so occasionally a kid would wander into the locker room. One time after my match, I had taken a sauna, then showered, and for whatever reason, my schlong seemed longer and puffier than usual (no it wasn't an erection!). We all have those days when our flaccid dick seems to look quite impressive. Well after I dried off, I walked over to my locker, and around the corner this little boy was there, but I didn't notice him right away. As soon as I did, I covered up, but it was too late. His eyes opened wide as he was staring at my lower extremity, and his jaw dropped a bit. He then ran out of there and that was that, until...
After I got dressed and packed my stuff up and went out to the lobby. As I was walking thru to leave, all the parents were there with their kids on the tennis courts. These parents had lots of money and some of the mothers were really attractive. As I passed by this one particularly attractive woman, I noticed next to her the kid from the locker room. I couldn't believe it: he saw me, and then pointed at me and told his mom if a pretty loud whisper-voice "Mommy, that's him, that's the guy with the giant weiner I saw!". Well I just about died...and the Mom was truly embarassed. The only great thing was, in my weekly tennis match those afternoons, I always saw the mother, who always just smiled and said hello as she kept the secret of "the man with the giant weiner" to herself!
After I got dressed and packed my stuff up and went out to the lobby. As I was walking thru to leave, all the parents were there with their kids on the tennis courts. These parents had lots of money and some of the mothers were really attractive. As I passed by this one particularly attractive woman, I noticed next to her the kid from the locker room. I couldn't believe it: he saw me, and then pointed at me and told his mom if a pretty loud whisper-voice "Mommy, that's him, that's the guy with the giant weiner I saw!". Well I just about died...and the Mom was truly embarassed. The only great thing was, in my weekly tennis match those afternoons, I always saw the mother, who always just smiled and said hello as she kept the secret of "the man with the giant weiner" to herself!