Even Wetter (Patreon)

Last week, I posted a tumblr archive post of a short story I wrote years ago (Soaking Wet). A patron in the comments mentioned a sequel, and that idea moved to the top of the list. So, time to jump right back into the action...

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I just stood there, trying to babble out words as Charlie’s grandmother finally returned back to the living room.

“Just hush up boy- he was soaking wet, and I couldn’t let him go to work like that. Get out of here while he gets dressed, and then you’ll be able to both be at work on time.” She stepped past me, and I took the opportunity to stuff my still damp legs into the borrowed pants. “Because I know that you skipped a shift last week pretending to be sick. You don’t want me telling your dad, do you?”

Charlie just shook his head, and he was now too nervous about this to hopefully remember the sight of me chubbed up holding his tiny briefs… the same type of tiny briefs that he might be wearing now. Fuck, I had to shake that thought out of my head since I was currently commando right now with a full shift ahead of me. I knew that there would be no way that I could have put on that underwear in front of him, so I just left them on the table behind me.

“Here you go honey- you can borrow my umbrella for the walk home, and you can just return it another day. I’ll have your clothes washed by then as well.”

Leaning up to give me a peck on the cheek, I followed Charlie out the door in silence, and we entered the store to head our separate ways. He worked at the phone repair counter, and I was one of the assistant managers which meant that I was everywhere. Today, I was helping someone buy a tv, and that really meant answering every question that they had twice and at very slow speeds.

“Will this be on it when it’s delivered?”

“The sound bar? We sell those as well right over here.”

“No, the movie- it looks good, and I’d like to finish watching it.”

Fighting the urge to laugh in her face, I somehow held it together for another five minutes until she finally agreed to buy the tv. By this time, I’d luckily been able to forget about what happened upstairs earlier, but that wouldn’t last long. I was just turning to walk over to the checkout area when it all happened faster than I could comprehend.

There was a static noise as the feed on the screens behind me changed, and as I turned, I saw a glimpse of myself before his hands grabbed onto my loaned pants. There was no time to react as they were yanked to the ground, and my cock bounced into view. I turned to reach for Charlie, but his friend was now on the other side of me, grabbing my shirt by the shoulders and pulling it clean over my head.

I was naked.

Completely naked at work with my body projected onto all 16 televisions on the sales floor. Anyone in the store could see me, and with both men blocking the aisle, there was nowhere to run. All I could do was reach down for my waistband to cover myself up as best as I could. I heard one gasp from a couple of aisles over, and that’s when I realized that by bending over, I was showing off my spread open asshole to everyone now as well.

The only relief was that my face hadn’t appeared in any of the shots, but I had a tattoo on my thigh. The customers might not know my identity, but they wouldn’t be the ones to see me regularly. My coworkers knew exactly who I was, and they now knew exactly what I looked like naked…