Top Trip

My top was going on a business trip. We had been together for a while, played together, but one thing we had promised to each other was never to play alone. He said he intended to stay loyal, but still, I knew he wasn't the type to follow through. From my time with him I knew he always liked to show off his package in briefs, heading out to the bars in jockstraps to show his stuff. I knew I had to take action.

He always packed early, giving me the perfect opportunity to switch his underwear with a pack of thongs. I made sure they were tight-fitting and small, something I knew would hide his size. They slutty pieces he would never have worn before, but now had no other options. I didn't hear about it until he was already on the other side of the world, texting saying he knew what I did.

I smiled, sending him a response telling him to make sure to wear them every day. I followed up telling him my other rule. He was required to send a picture of them on whenever I asked, no matter where he was. With no option but to comply, I made sure to take this opportunity as often as possible.

I started off easy, but with each picture he sent I made sure to ask for the next one sooner. It became his habit, taking a picture every time he went to the bathroom and sending it to me anyway. I watched over the week as his package shank to fit its new space, the thong exposed in public bathrooms and gym locker rooms wrapping his sexy body. It wasn't permanent, but there was no way he'd be picking up a bottom over his trip.

I couldn't have been happier when he returned after having abstained for so long, his libido skyrocketed through the roof. He was back to his full mast after seeing me, and I can't remember the last time we played in bed for so long. I couldn't wait for his next business trip.