While Dad's Away
I sat there in my boxers for a while with my eyes closed. i like how secluded and quiet it was where we lived, it's the kind of place where... well... you can lie in your boxers in broad daylight without having to worry about people seeing.
A new morning
His clothes too changed, his boxers shrunk down and only showed off more of his new furred plump rear, his tail lifting his shirt of the way to expose a new thong had taken his boxers' place.
My Kitty Chapter 2
Maxx slipped his pants off and revealed some cute checkered boxers. "well, maxx, one more loss and mike, here gets to see what you're hiding." "trev, can it, i won't lose again." the third round came and went.
Shapeshifter
Once it was free, i let the waistband of my boxers snap back into place partway down my now much thicker, perfectly white rumpcheeks.
Ocean Depths part 11
Carlson purred against him as he lounged back, his paws rubbing his chest and belly still, peeling the wet boxers off him, leaving the two alone in their birthday suits. carlson kissed his neck, making him squirm.
Dirty Laundry. Chapter Eighteen.
The boxer could care less about the city as a whole, seeing this as just a job instead of how hugo or copper or even logan saw it.
Rules of Engagement. Chapter Fourteen.
The boxer only growled, leaving the two as they made up. “togo, i’m sorry.” charles breathed around their series of kisses. “i should’ve done this sooner.
Safety First
Blake looked at the navy blue boxer briefs and sighed. “braeden’s.”
Winter Days
Josh put his cell back into his boxers, next to his sheath, and continued watching tv.
Nur ein Spiel!
Rajah stöhnte auf als der löwe in ihn eindrang, diese gelegenheit nutzte der boxer und schob ihm seinen schwanz in die schnauze.
Dirty Laundry. Chapter Twelve.
Unsure, at this point, if he were lying to the boxer to ease his worries… or if he were simply, lying to himself. “keep in touch.” clem just finished up with as the boxer finally let him go, hanging up.
The Simple Things. Chapter Twenty-One.
I figured sitting in his lap, him as clothed as the day he was born, and me in nothing more of a pair of his boxer briefs would be enough to satisfy his need for physical contact.