In love with boxer briefs - part Deux
In Love with Boxer/Briefs - part Deux (by special request)
Warning: for sex, slash, sex, and really lusty thoughts - as always, it all belongs to someone else.
Not beta'd!
Spike walked into Xander’s bedroom, to clean-up in the shower again. This time confident of his welcome, only to stop dead (ha!), at the sight of Xander in bed. Well he wasn’t surprised that Xander was in bed of course, it was time for all working humans to be sleeping. No what surprised him was the fact that Xander had partially kicked off the covers again, this time exposing pale lime green boxer/briefs and t-shirt. Well, okay t-shirt wasn’t correct, he didn’t know what it was called, he only knew that he was now in love with the entire concept of underwear. Xander was lying on his back, arms twisted over his head and covering part of his face. The small tight tee rode-up Xander’s torso to expose his slim waist, dipping down to show off the indent of his navel with the faint happy trail leading down to the briefs, which were riding low on his hips and showed off his half-hard cock. And it was low enough on the top to almost (oh, god but not quite enough) to show off his small brown nipples. The armless tee showed the thatch of warm brown hair at his arm pits and the trace of curling hairs caught between his pecs. The color should have been all wrong and it would have looked hideous on Spike, but on Xander the pale lime green color only made his tan look darker and deeper. He stood still dazed and lost in lust, just looking at Xander, he must have moaned with want, because Xander suddenly moved restlessly, half turning in the bed.
Xander looked up at Spike blinking sleepily, “Spike?” Spike looked up at Xander’s face, only to fall deeper in lust. Xander’s dark eyes were flecked with green and gold, even more enchanting than before. He slowly looked down again, his glance taking in every detail of his Xander, only this time Xander’s cock was completely hard, hard and leaking, thrusting up against his boxer/briefs leaving a darker wet spot. Spike felt himself glide into game face, just as the flushed head of Xander’s cock peaked over the top of his boxer/briefs. Spike moaned and in a flash was crouched over Xander even though he was still fully clothed - leather duster and all. He had to taste that wet spot and he had to touch those small, hard nipples that perched so tantalizing on the edge of tee.
And that how Spike found out that he loved little tees just as much as boxer/briefs. But that flossing with them while in gameface wasn’t the really the best idea.
The end?
For those of you lusting after Xander in boxer/briefs!
Warning: for sex, slash, sex, and really lusty thoughts - as always, it all belongs to someone else.
Not beta'd!
Spike walked into Xander’s bedroom, to clean-up in the shower again. This time confident of his welcome, only to stop dead (ha!), at the sight of Xander in bed. Well he wasn’t surprised that Xander was in bed of course, it was time for all working humans to be sleeping. No what surprised him was the fact that Xander had partially kicked off the covers again, this time exposing pale lime green boxer/briefs and t-shirt. Well, okay t-shirt wasn’t correct, he didn’t know what it was called, he only knew that he was now in love with the entire concept of underwear. Xander was lying on his back, arms twisted over his head and covering part of his face. The small tight tee rode-up Xander’s torso to expose his slim waist, dipping down to show off the indent of his navel with the faint happy trail leading down to the briefs, which were riding low on his hips and showed off his half-hard cock. And it was low enough on the top to almost (oh, god but not quite enough) to show off his small brown nipples. The armless tee showed the thatch of warm brown hair at his arm pits and the trace of curling hairs caught between his pecs. The color should have been all wrong and it would have looked hideous on Spike, but on Xander the pale lime green color only made his tan look darker and deeper. He stood still dazed and lost in lust, just looking at Xander, he must have moaned with want, because Xander suddenly moved restlessly, half turning in the bed.
Xander looked up at Spike blinking sleepily, “Spike?” Spike looked up at Xander’s face, only to fall deeper in lust. Xander’s dark eyes were flecked with green and gold, even more enchanting than before. He slowly looked down again, his glance taking in every detail of his Xander, only this time Xander’s cock was completely hard, hard and leaking, thrusting up against his boxer/briefs leaving a darker wet spot. Spike felt himself glide into game face, just as the flushed head of Xander’s cock peaked over the top of his boxer/briefs. Spike moaned and in a flash was crouched over Xander even though he was still fully clothed - leather duster and all. He had to taste that wet spot and he had to touch those small, hard nipples that perched so tantalizing on the edge of tee.
And that how Spike found out that he loved little tees just as much as boxer/briefs. But that flossing with them while in gameface wasn’t the really the best idea.
The end?
For those of you lusting after Xander in boxer/briefs!