Boxers vs Briefs
Another of the life drabbles I've been doing. This time we focus on the all important underwear. When I can actually I'd prefer to go naked but society dictates I have to wear these things under my jeans. As always, leave any discussions, thoughts, faves and votes as you see fit!
I wear boxer shorts. 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 one of us. 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 we learn that restrictive clothing leads to more heat which leads to poor
sperm quality and production, he 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.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 up 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 rather awkward. There's also
"boxer briefs" that I've seen, providing the overall shape/style of boxers
while providing the snug fit of briefs. 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. Unless you're bi or omnisexual or something in which case the
camp rule doesn't apply :)Sometimes when I browse a sex toy/clothing site I
regularly use to buy lube and such when we need it I take a look at the "sexy
clothing". Most of the items are boxers too, why? Boxers are sexier in
different fabrics, easier to pronounce bulges and attach kinky things to like
zips that go almost all the way down. I've only ever seen candy briefs and
see-through ones but I'm sure others exist and I still wonder "Why?" How can
people even get off from seeing their partner in these? I add a couple things
to the order and end up not checking out 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 things the next day I completely forget about it and don't notice that
the Spartan doesn't resume the session like it would normally.A couple days pass and then I
answer the door to a pudgy but cheerful wolf who greets me with a lovely broad
Yorkshire. A lovely guy, I'm sure he has a nice wife and kids too, honest
hardworking sociable postie god I'd miss him if we both didn't move into my
boyfriend's place. Speaking of which he pauses at the kitchen door cradling his
coffee and looking generally bedraggled as usual, get used to it kid because
midnight callouts will be a thing in a couple years during clinical rotations."Mornin', sign t' pad please.
Anything nice?" Nice as the postman is, he doesn't want to hear that it's a new
dildo, some flavoured lube and condoms to fit us both this early on a Thursday."Nah just some oil for the car,
it's cheaper online than at Fluffords for how much we ever need." 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 the
garages to do it every year when the MOT is due, that seems to work fine.
Anyway that's all in order, have a good day!" He offers and I smile and nod
politely as he turns to walk off and do his job like before."You too!"Plastic bang noise here of door shutting, hooves and paws heading into
the kitchen together.I always like to check the order,
always knowing that all the stuff will be there but you never know until the
box is open. My partner hands me some scissors and with surgical precision to
restraining edges of sellotape are removed. Open 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 so I pull it out and
freeze. It's a pair of candy briefs on string."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 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 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 making me jump,
great, now I have to go out with a patch of fur that looks clustered up and
ungroomed for a few days."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 wear them for these few days
and get my scent all over instead of the candy." He does have these couple days
off from work, so he can perfectly well lie around the house doing this as well
as get me all riled up with some pent up scent so I can't concentrate on Friday
or Saturday or Sunday on anything."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 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...