Boxers vs Briefs
I wear boxer shorts. You think that'd make sense for an equine, wouldn't you? I mean, briefs just tend to kind of restrict things and be uncomfortable when you're a male equid, just because things can go squish doesn't mean they should!
My partner? He wears boxers too, but he says he likes briefs more so he's got a few pairs around (under specific instructions to never let me see them, ever).
Why does he like them? Says they're more supportive of his sheath or something. I tell him that restrictive clothing causes more heat retention overnight, which leads to poorer sperm quality and production. He just laughs, ruffles my mane and asks why I care. I don't really, but it is nice to know your partner is fertile even if you are a gay couple. If I have the option, I want the good quality stuff to give him...
Most folks I know wear boxers, but there are people that still wear those "male panties". Why? What do they give you that boxers don't? You can't even open the front and piss so conveniently if you're desperate, the whole thing either has to be pulled down or your cock poked through the leg hole which is really rather awkward. Not to mention potentially unsanitary in that situation.
There's also "boxer briefs" that I've seen, providing the overall shape/style of boxers whilst also aiming to provide the snug fit of briefs. The boyfriend has asked if he can wear these, no, absolutely he cannot. Either be in one camp or the other, but not both my love.
Sometimes when browsing a sex toy/clothing site I regularly use to buy lube and other kinky supplies when we need them, my eyes wander and I take a look at the "sexy clothing". Most of the items are boxers too, why? Boxers are sexier in different fabrics, somewhat easier to use for accentuating bulges and offer more space to attach kinky things to like zips that go almost all the way down so you can give more of a show.
I've only ever seen candy briefs on there and transparent briefs, but I'm sure others exist and I still wonder "Why?". How can people even get off from seeing their partner in these? Oh well, 'tis not my place to question the desires of others.
I add a couple things to the order and end up not checking out immediately, noticing that it's kind of late and I'm being nudged off the sofa in favour of snuggles and sleep in bed. In doing other regular activities the next day, I completely forget about it and don't notice that my browser doesn't resume the session like it would normally.
A couple of days pass and then I answer the door to a pudgy but cheerful wolf who greets me with a lovely broad Yorkshire accent. A lovely guy, I'm sure he has a nice wife and kids too - honest, hardworking, sociable postie. I'd miss him very much if both he and I didn't move into my boyfriend's place at the same time. I think his wife might object though.
Speaking of which, my boyfriend pauses at the kitchen door cradling his coffee and looking generally bedraggled as usual for this time in the morning.
"Mornin', sign t' pad please. Anything nice?" As wonderful as the postman is, he doesn't want to hear that it's a new dildo, some flavoured lube and equine-sized condoms quite this early on a Thursday.
"Nah just some oil for the car, it's cheaper online than at some other store for how much we ever need." Says a voice from over my shoulder. Thanks boyfriend, you might've saved me from a long and awkward pause as I try to think of some reply while also signing the pad and handing it back. I can't multitask this early.
"Aye I hear ya, I just get t' garages to do it every year when MOT is due, that seems to work fine. Anyway, that's sorted for ya, have a good day!" He offers and I smile and nod politely as he turns to walk off and do his job completely innocent of what he's just delivered. I wonder how many other packages like this one he's handled...I wonder if he's handled the other kind of packages too...I blink and shake myself away from those kinds of thoughts, too early and he's not exactly my type.
"You too!"
I always like to check the order, always knowing that all of the items will be there but you just never quite know until the box is opened. My partner hands me some scissors and with surgical precision the restraining edges of sellotape are removed. Open it up and sure enough, under some packing paper there's the lube, condoms, dildo in a box.
I haul them out and rest them on the table for now, before blinking and noticing a clear plastic bag, without much light in the box I can't really see what it contains so I pull it out and freeze. It's a pair of powdery candy briefs on possibly the flimsiest string I've ever seen. So flimsy in fact, that if I were to even attempt putting them on I'm sure that it would snap and send pieces of candy flying in all directions. As much a weapon in itself as a cover for one.
"I don't remember ordering these, must've been a mistake." I check the itemised list of things next to the return envelope before blinking. "Did I get them free or something?" Nope, no offers listed in the deductions.
"I remember ordering them." Followed by an evil chuckle...oh you...rrrrgh.
"Why the fuck are they in here?"
"I ordered them, so I can wear them."
"Why?"
"So that I can have that pretty little striped muzzle of yours nibble something that isn't a red and pink lollipop for a change." He leans against me and nips my neck playfully, great, now I have a patch of fur for a few days that looks clustered up and ungroomed.
"You know I don't like briefs..." He cuts me off as he pads past to get himself ready upstairs.
"No, you don't. So, you should enjoy eating them to death late on Sunday after I've gotten to know them for a few days."
"You evil bitch." I mutter and his ears twitch having picked it up.
"I know, and you'll make me feel it soon enough." I blush and fumble about a little, it's too early for innuendo for my poor little equine brain! My other head however, doesn't think so. It has neatly dropped out my sheath and filled out my boxers to the uncomfortable level.
...What a bastard...neither of us are going to win the boxers vs briefs war at this rate...