Why I Wear Boxer Briefs

I dont usually poo my pants but it has happend three times in the last year. The reason why I wear boxer briefs now is just in case it happens again it wont make a big mess.

The first time I pooped my pants was when I was kicked out of a club for throwing up in the sink. After being asked to leave the club I was walking down the street and started to get the feeling that I really need to poo. Being that it was around 2am most places were closed and I couldnt find a washroom in time. I had to go real bad and couldnt hold it in so I quickly walked around the corner and found a little walkway that leads to the front door of a building. I didnt care if anyone saw me at this point so I just ran infront of the steps, turned around, pulled down my pants, bent over and let it all out. The bad thing was that not all the poo landed on the ground. A lot of it landed on my pants. So I pulled my poo filled pants up and went home. It smelled really bad so I tried to stay as far away from people as possible when going in the subway station. I basically stayed up the whole night trying to wash my jeans and shoes because there was no way im throwing them in the garbage. The jeans was easy to clean in the machine but the shoes took a lot of scrubbing and lysol to get rid of the poo smell.

The second time I pooed my pants I was coming home from school. I was riding the bus and needed to poo really badly. I got off at my stop and quickly tried to make it home in time before it came out. I made it to my front door, got my keys out and opened the door, then it all came out just as I was about to run up my stairs. Since this is the second time pooing my pants it felt routine. Take off clothes, shower and put clothes in the washing machine.

Third time pooing my pants I went to this burger joint that is about an hour and a half away from house. The reason why I went there was because I heard they have one of the best burgers in the city and I liked trying out the best restaurants. So I orded a cheeseburger combo and was quite disappointed because it wasn\\\'t even that great. So I go back on the bus to get home and sit down at the back. All of a sudden I really need to poo really badly and cant hold it in much longer. The poo is hanging out of my butt so I cant sit down properly anymore. I have to sort of squat and use my hand to hold myself up so the poo doesnt mush up in my pants. Its a long bus ride back to the subway station so I need to get off and find a washroom. I finally see a strip mall so I get off and slowly walk towards the other side of the plaza because I see a fast food restaurant that most likely is the only place that has a washroom. Half way there and I cant take it anymore. It all comes out. Luckily this time I am wearing boxer briefs so there is no poo sliding down my leg like the other times. I go in the washroom and the only stall is being occupied by some other guy. So I\\\'m standing there in the small washroom by the sink hoping no one else comes inside and smells me.
The guy finally leaves the stall after like 15 minutes of me standing there with poo in my pants. So I go in there and take my poo filled underwear off and hide it behind the toilet. I try to clean myself as much as possible but I still smell bad. Theres no way I\\\'m going on a bus full of people smelling like poo. So I end up calling a cab and the guy comes and picks me up. The windows were rolled up the whole time I know he must of smelt it. I didnt say a word the whole ride.