I Enjoy Being Given A Wedgie

This is from when my mom found out I like wedgies. I was about 12 and had been getting wedgies from my sister regularly for a couple years, but we had kept it from our parents. So one day both of them had left for work and I had asked my sister for a wedgie. I got undressed into just my tighty whities and laid on the ground so she could sit on my back and pull hard. That went on for a couple minutes before the door to her room opened and my mom was standing there staring in shock looking at my bare wedgied butt. She forgot something for work and heard the noise when she came back. She started to scream at my sister and pushed her off me, I stopped her and decided I had to come clean. I told her that I liked them and that she’s been giving them to me like that for a while. She didn’t believe me so I made my sister wedgie me to show her. She lifted me in the air by my tighty whities and I said “look I’m fine, I like it”. She put me down and my mom went through this whole speech about how weird that is, and how she didn’t approve at all. After a little more arguing she said she didn’t want to talk about it anymore, and said that as long as I wasn’t getting hurt she would just turn the other way, and also not tell my Dad. She stormed out and was pretty mad at me for awhile, but that didn’t stop the wedgies. We still tried to keep them from her but she caught us/me every once in a while getting wedgies, in all sorts of underwear, and would just turn right around and not say a word. It was almost a full year before she was even able to look at me in a wedgie or talk to me about it. It was during a tight hanging wedgie session in just my tighty whities and I was just hanging there on my phone when she came up and abruptly opened the door to my room. I immediately apologized but she told me I didn’t have to get down. She put down my laundry and looked at me to say “you like them so much you give them to yourself? it really doesn’t hurt?” I told her that I didn’t lie to her to begin with, that it’s just something I happen to like. She sighed and said “oh well” and then started talking to me about other stuff and let me hang. Since then I’ve been able to get wedgies all around the house when my dad isn’t home (which isn’t much to be honest) because she doesn’t care. She even eventually started to give me them! It’s not often but when she does she doesn’t hold back so it’s a great wedgie! The last one she gave me was on my birthday as a “gift” haha. Thank god she eventually came around because it’s so much nicer being able to get wedgies at almost any time during the day.