Dad’s boxers
When I was younger, my Dad, my uncle, and I would go on hunting trips to our cabin. We would just go and hang out, talk about sports, drink beer, talk about sex. You know guy stuff. So after we got unpacked and all that we arrived, the fire lit and started talking about girls and what we’ve done and all that good stuff. I think we talked till about 12 or 1 in the morning. So after we spoke, we decided to get to bed since we were going to wake up early to set up our gear. Since it was just us guys, we all slept in our underwear. My uncle had on a pair of boxers, my Dad had on a couple of boxer briefs, and I had the same. Well, I ended up sleeping like a rock and didn’t wake up when my Dad and uncle went out. I think I woke up at about 11; they were already long gone. So like any horny 16 years old, I had a killer morning wood when I woke up. So I tooled around the cabin for a few minutes until something caught my eye. My Dad’s boxer briefs hanging over the edge of the hamper in the corner.
They weren’t all that just a pair of gray Hanes. So I walked over to them and held them up. I’ve seen both my Dad and my uncle naked, so I knew they were packing some serious meat. When I held up my Dad’s boxer briefs, I noticed that the pouch was like pushed out from where his balls were and that there was a vast spot going from the hip down the leg to about an inch above the bottom.so I guess my Dad had some morning wood of his own that he needed to take care of before he went out. Well, since I was already horny just for no reason, this added to it…a lot. So I decided to try em on since they were close to my size anyway. They fit my waist, ok, but I didn’t even come close to filling up the pouch-like my Dad did. So I started jerking off in em just imagining all the girls my Dad had been with and what he was packing too. So I went for about a good half hour, 45 minutes, so I had a nice load built up. So I held off for about another minute or so and then dumped a considerable amount right in my Dad’s boxer briefs. My pack pretty much mimicked his, but he was still a lot bigger. So I pulled em off and tossed em back in the hamper.
I pulled my boxer briefs back on and got dressed. My Dad and my uncle came home shortly after that. We made dinner and started talking about sex again. Then my Dad went over to the hamper and pulled out his gray boxer briefs, looked at them, and laughed. then he turned back to me and my uncle and said: “damn, that was one hell of a load I blew this morning.” I was holding me breathe the entire time until I heard him say that. My uncle laughed and said, “I thought I heard your cot squeaking. I pumped out a nice one when we were out.” then they both looked at me, and I just laughed, looked at the boxers in my Dad’s hands and said. “sorry Dad you don’t pump out as much as you think you do.” my Dad looked down at his boxers and smiled. Then my uncle put both his hands on my shoulders and said, “Its about time you took after me in something, that’s a huge load, Greg.” I just said thanks, and we added another story to our midnight talks.
