Posted Mon Dec 28, 2015 | 498 Words | Tagged story workie submission

Thank you to Jamie for submitting this lovely picture :)

Jamie was a typical student studying at the university. He was one of the dedicated ones who enjoyed his course and worked hard. He was looking forward to completing his course with a good grade.

He did also try to keep himself in shape a lot of the time, so he went out on his usual early morning run around in the countryside. He wasn’t the most sociable person and so preferred being alone.

He noticed something that caught his eye. Something was a bright orange colour in a bit of the grass. He walked over, just to have a look as to what it was. Besides, there was no harm in just looking was there?

It was a rain jacket, and underneath was a cardboard box. Suppose it would keep it dry. He read a note on the top and felt a shiver down his spine,

“For you Jamie. Think you’ll enjoy”

That surely couldn’t mean him could it? Sure yeah he had a thing about wearing a jacket like it, but he didn’t tell anyone. Nobody that knew where he lived or where he went out for a run. And it definitely wasn’t there yesterday.

He opened it up to find more clothing. And a pair of briefs that definitely looked his size. They looked so nice, surely there would be nothing wrong with trying them on. He knew nobody would see him at this time of day.

He decided to go for it, taking off his running trousers and boxers and picking up the boxers. Giving them a quick sniff revealed they weren’t the freshest, but surely nothing bad would happen would it? He dared himself to put them on. 

Already he felt good for doing so. His cock hardened as he knew the stink was rubbing up on him. He started to care less and less, and picked up the rubbery trousers and pulled them up. They fit perfectly, of course they did. Next came the boots. He quickly gave them a sniff and fell back in awe at the scent and felt his cock stretch out in reaction.

Then the final top and jacket. He looked back in the box and saw some rubber gloves. That would do it. Complete him. He put them on and felt his body need to jack off right now.

He stroked his cock, getting harder and harder. It was becoming harder to think. He was out on a run wasn’t he? He was a student? No, he could barley read. Job? Job? Job? Yeah he worked didn’t he? Yeah he was a sewer worker, clearing out the sewers. The only job he could get where he could stink all day and enjoy it.

As he came, his mind flushed entirely of the thoughts of studying. All that was on his mind was to dirty up his gear. He couldn’t believe he had to buy a new set.