suited-up-always: cfc-workie-lad: majorseddon:Part II (continued from part I) I checked both toilet
suited-up-always: cfc-workie-lad: majorseddon: Part II (continued from part I) I checked both toilet cubicles to make sure they were both empty, then checked my watch. I was a couple of minutes early. My watch said it was the first of the month and I realised that it was meant it was nearly two months since I’d taken a selfie when I last visited the gents toilets at the fast food place. I grinned to myself as I caught sight of my reflection… still locked into the same grubby hivis PPE. I could feel my cock inflating, filling its plastic prison and causing the rough nylon to bulge. I heard the outer door swing open, followed by the inner. It’s not often that the Boss wore anything other than his office suit during the day, but clearly had fancied a bit of fun during his lunch break so had slipped into his own set if of the company’s grubby hi vis gear. “Hi Boss. I was beginning to think you weren’t gonna come!” “Of course I’m gonna come,” he grinned. I followed him into the toilet cubicle and locked the door behind us. He dropped the waistband of his waterproof trousers to show his stiffening cock, complete with a rubber cock and ball ring. He unfastened the padlock on my overalls and let them drop to my ankles. I sucked his unwashed cock for a couple of minutes. The toilets were cold and I quickly started shivering, so he handed me his hi vis bomber jacket to wear, then instructed me to bend over. He patted the end of the butt plug that he’d had me wearing since breakfast. The plug was quickly replaced by his cock and I watched as he let it drop, along with his cock ring, onto my overalls, thankfully still clean and glistening with lube. “Ah, sir that feels good.” “Keep quiet. We’ve gotta be quiet in case someone comes in.” I nodded and tried to remain silent as he piled himself into my prostate. I heard the both doors swing open and, from the other side of the partition, could hear two of the other guys in my team had now finished their lunch and were chatting about football stood at the urinals. My heart was pounding. What if the others could see my overalls poking under the cubicle partition? or worse, what if the butt plug was visible from where they were standing? I gently nudged my overalls with my foot to make sure the plug was out of view. I could hear the sound of workboots on the tiled floor as saw a shadow move away from the urinal. Then a tap started to run. The boss had paused his fucking briefly and I let out an involuntary gasp as he resumed his thrusts with a slower rhythm. “Is that you taking a dump Matt?” “Yeah” I replied. The boss didn’t stop this time. so I had to talk between each thrust. “We’ll be out in the van. No hurry,” said the other guy, laughing. “Ok” The Boss reached down and grabbed the butt plug and, as the fan of the hand drier started up, stuffed it into my mouth. Bending close to my ear, “I said keep quiet, we nearly got caught.” The driers fell silent and the doors slammed with a bang as the guys headed back to the van. When we were alone again the boss grabbed the bomber jacket and started pounding, clearly close to climax. “Better not keep them waiting,” he said through gritted teeth, and I felt his cock twitching as he filled me with his slime. Within minutes, I was locked back in my uniform, plug reinserted to ensure I didn’t leak, and heading back out to the roadworks… my cock still a caged and unsatisfied bulge in my hi vis. Really horny story based on a few my pics. Thanks mate! Curious as to where Part One is As it should be❤❤❤❤❤ -- source link
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