This is kinda goofy but I was thinking recently of an incedent that occurred way back when I was (I think) 15 or so.
It was when Jockey shorts first came on the market and my mother bought me several pair. I tried wearing them but I was not happy with the fit and I told my Mom that I didn't like them and that she shouldn't buy any more. She, of course wanted to know WHY I was dissatisfied and I said it was because they didn't fit me right. That just led to more questions until she insisted that I show her what the trouble was. I was hesitant at first but finally dropped my pants and (no surprise to me) there was one of my balls hanging out. Her next question WAS a surprise.
She wanted to know what I had packed in the pouch that was causing this problem and I had to tell her that all that was in there was ME! Now she was curious as to how and when I had ever got that big and more than that she wanted me to show her how big a problem it was. I was more than hesitant then, as I recall, but she insisted and reminded me that it was she who changed my diapers and clothes when I was younger. I couldn't argue with that and in the end I pulled down those cussed Jockey shorts and let her have a look. She acted shocked but then started asking me stuff like how long did it get when it got hard, and had I ever showed it to any girls, and were any boys at school that long and had any of them ever seen it when it was stiff, etc., etc. The result of all that was that I got a hard on and as she checked that out she cautioned me that I should be very careful with girls since I was not only very long but extremely thick. I didn't bother to tell her that I had been poking that thing into girls since I was about ten and started to cum.
I found out later (several years later) that she told my Dad all about what she had seen. He was surprised, he said, that I had such a growth because he nor any of his brothers had any such length. He confessed that he had the longest in his family and that it was just shy of six inches,
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The crazy things a person remembers.
Gramps
It was when Jockey shorts first came on the market and my mother bought me several pair. I tried wearing them but I was not happy with the fit and I told my Mom that I didn't like them and that she shouldn't buy any more. She, of course wanted to know WHY I was dissatisfied and I said it was because they didn't fit me right. That just led to more questions until she insisted that I show her what the trouble was. I was hesitant at first but finally dropped my pants and (no surprise to me) there was one of my balls hanging out. Her next question WAS a surprise.
She wanted to know what I had packed in the pouch that was causing this problem and I had to tell her that all that was in there was ME! Now she was curious as to how and when I had ever got that big and more than that she wanted me to show her how big a problem it was. I was more than hesitant then, as I recall, but she insisted and reminded me that it was she who changed my diapers and clothes when I was younger. I couldn't argue with that and in the end I pulled down those cussed Jockey shorts and let her have a look. She acted shocked but then started asking me stuff like how long did it get when it got hard, and had I ever showed it to any girls, and were any boys at school that long and had any of them ever seen it when it was stiff, etc., etc. The result of all that was that I got a hard on and as she checked that out she cautioned me that I should be very careful with girls since I was not only very long but extremely thick. I didn't bother to tell her that I had been poking that thing into girls since I was about ten and started to cum.
I found out later (several years later) that she told my Dad all about what she had seen. He was surprised, he said, that I had such a growth because he nor any of his brothers had any such length. He confessed that he had the longest in his family and that it was just shy of six inches,
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The crazy things a person remembers.
Gramps