Dad’s boxers

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.