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The boss had explained that head office had sent a medium sized sample of the new chemical protective uniform to try and, since I was the rookie in the team and the only one who would fit in a size medium, I had to test it out for the day and give feedback on what it was like to wear.  He’d handed me a holdall and told me to go and get changed.  I’d sat on the bench in the locker room and reached into the bag… my hand touched the thick cold rubber… my cock had grown hard inside my own grubby hi vis uniform.  My face had reddened as I realised the entire new uniform was made out of orange hi vis rubber.  I felt so humiliated… It made me feel awesome.

Now I stood there, already starting to sweat, with the rest of the team looking at me.

“Seriously? we’re supposed to wear that?” said our team leader.

The boss nodded.

“But he looks a prick!  We’ll all look like pricks!”

Again, my face was burning with glorious humiliation. 

“Look guys,” said the boss, “I don’t make the rules.  We just follow them.”

“I’m not wearing it.”

“You won’t have a choice… it’s in your contract that you must wear all PPE that we issue to you.”

The team leader sucked his teeth and climbed into the van.  As I climbed into the cab, I could feel my slimy cock sliding around inside the trousers in the slick of pre-cum.

I had to report directly to the boss when we returned at the end of the afternoon.  I stepped into his office sweat running beneath the thick rubber.   Throughout the day, the sweat and precum had run down my leg and started to fill my boot.

“How’s it been?” asked the boss.

I caught a brief smirk… he couldn’t keep a straight face and began to laugh, I realised this had been a practical joke.  My face reddened again and I felt my cock grow with the humiliation.   The humiliation intensified as I realised the boss had seen the outline of my erect cock was unmistakable in the thick hi-vis rubber trousers.  He raised an eyebrow.

“I guess the joke’s on us then… It looks like you’ve enjoyed wearing the kit.”

I couldn’t deny it… sheepishly, I shrugged.

“Want to wear it for longer?” he said, grinning.

A grin spread across my face.  I nodded.

“Go back down to the warehouse and help the guys unload the van.  The guys are expecting me to come down and tell you it’s a practical joke in front of them.  I’ve got a different plan.”

After about 20 minutes the boss joined us.  The guys all stopped what they were doing and stood around watching my face.

“Thanks for testing out the kit.  Your feedback has been helpful.”

Everyone’s eyes were on me, waiting to see my reaction when the boss said it was all a joke.

“I’ve just been on the phone to head office.  They want you to carry on wearing the kit for the next month. OK?”