Today was a big day for us. I've worked here at BiggPharma's corporate office for the past seven months and finally managed to find my footing in the company. The boss hasn't been giving me a lot of positive notes on my performance, but I know he must have high hopes for me! Almost all the men in the office were heading to a conference in the countryside, and I had to be there. The possible business opportunities were immeasurable, so I had to impress! I wore my favorite taupe double-breasted suit with a matching pair of pleated pants held up by suspenders. I wore a white shirt with faint brown pinstripes and a red patterned tie. I wore a shiny pair of black loafers and black dress socks, and I had my thick black hair slicked back.I pushed my glasses up as I drove, and looked in my rear-view mirror.

In the back seat were two of my co-workers, Daniel and Johnny, while my other co-worker Matt sat in the passenger seat. We all were heading to the conference together and made sure to dress accordingly in our best business suits. Daniel is wearing a light-gray suit with a blue shirt and red tie, his usual big and round glasses, and he has his chestnut-brown hair slicked back. Johnny is wearing a navy blue double-breasted suit, a green and silver tie, and a pale yellow shirt. His black hair was cut into a short crew-cut, much like Matt's blond hair. Matt wore a classic black suit with a white shirt and a red tie. All of them are wearing spiffy black dress shoes and black socks.

I beam with a bit of pride as I drive, excited for the conference. "It will be nice to finally make a good impression at the company for once, right guys?" Daniel chuckles and nods.

"You said it, Leo. This can be big for us!" He responds with a smile.

"Yeah. And thanks for driving, too." Matt adds. "I'm not too familiar with these roads." I chuckle, neglecting to admit I'm not too familiar with them either. I hear Johnny scoff a bit in the back.

"I guess this is the only car you had to use?" He remarks with a hint of displeasure. He leans back in his seat with his legs spread out.

"W-well I only got the one" I reply shyly, laughing awkwardly. Matt gives me a sympathetic look before flashing a sly smirk to Johnny.

"I'm sure you could have loaned Leo one of your dad's cars, Johnny." Johnny blushes at the mention of being a daddy's boy and tugs on his lapels.

"W-whatever." He mutters. "How much longer until we get to the conference?"

I glance around at any kind of signs I can see, but there's nothing to go off. The conference is deep into the countryside, and we've been driving on a dirt road for the past half hour. The sky was dark gray as a steady drizzle of rain came down.

"Uh, Leo? Do you have any idea how much longer it would be?" Daniel asks with a hint of nervousness in his voice.
"Uh, I'm not sureLet me see" I glance down at the map briefly but it's not on the right spot. I try to keep my eyes on the road and then back down at the map. I try to look down at it one more time but my glasses fall off! "Uhg! Hang on" I groan as I reach for them.

"Woah! Leo! Look out!" Matt exclaims and I gasp. I look back onto the road and see I'm heading off toward the field! I hit the brakes and the car starts to skid to a stop as it slides into the grass. After my heart stops racing, I pick up my glasses and look around.

"Is everyone ok?!"

"Ok?! We nearly turned into a wreck!" Johnny yells, tugging on his seatbelt. "We could have been killed!"

"Johnny, relax! We're all ok and that's what matters!" Matt says in a stern voice. "Leo, can we get back on the road?" I nod and put my foot on the gas, but the car won't budge. I hear the wheels spinning in the back, and I feel all our hearts drop.

"Great! Now we're stuck!" Johnny complains.

"Ah jeezeDaniel, Matt, JohnnyI'm sorry" I say look down dejectedly. We're all quiet for a minute before Daniel pipes up.

"L-Let's go see if we can move the car a bit?" He suggests. We all look at him and he blushes for speaking up. "AhaIt's the only idea I got" I gulp and grip the steering wheel before I unbuckle my seatbelt.

"Ok everyone, let's see what we can do." I say opening the door. I take a step out and I immediately hear the noise of my shoes squishing into the mud. I feel my feet sink at least a few inches into the ground as mud curls up around my loafers, and I feel my socks start to get wet. I gulp and hear Johnny and Daniel yelp a bit as they also step into the muck.

"Uhg! My shoes!" Johnny complains. Daniel also groans a bit as he looks down at his shoes. I see that even a bit of mud has kissed the cuffs of our suit pants and I shiver a bit. I try not to think of us getting any dirtier, but Johnny's complaining continues to ring in my ears. "I wore these shoes just for the conference! I can't be out here-"

"We all need to be pushing the car, Johnny. Just be a team player." Matt says sternly as he stands in the mud. Johnny pouts before we all start to trudge toward the back of the car. I try to place my steps carefully, and I see Daniel trying to do the same. But as we reach the back of the car, Daniel's foot sinks right into the mud, going all the way up to his shin! He lets out a yelp and I grab onto him. I feel myself sink a bit deeper too, the mud creeping up over my ankles. I feel the cool wet earth soak into my socks as my cuffs get dirtier. Eventually, Daniel pulls his foot out of the mud, only his dress loafer was still stuck in the muck.

"Ah! My shoe!" He complains and leans down and tries to reach for it.

"L-Let me help!" I tell him and I reach into the muck. I feel it get all over my hands as I carefully try to reach into the hole with him, getting the cuffs of my shirt and suit jacket a little dirty too. I wince and try to block out this odd feeling of anxiety and something else as I dig around for his shoe. I finally grab hold of it and yank it upward, along with a gurgling spray of mud. Speckles of it pop onto Daniel's gray suit and fleck his glasses. "Ah!" I stutter, unsure what to say, as Daniel clenches his jaw and blushes.

"I-It's fine!" he says, taking his loafer and putting it back onto his foot. I hear the mud inside it squish and squelch and another shiver runs up my spine. My best buddy currently has a huge brown stain of mud on his pant leg, and his shoes are gunked up with mud. Johnny and Matt both look at him with a hard gaze, embarrassed for him.

"I-I'm sure nobody will notice!" I tell him with a forced smile. It takes him a minute, but he forces one back.

"Y-Yeah! And they have door mats, so it should be fineright?" He's still blushing and probably doesn't believe his lies, but it keeps him going for now.

"Can we hurry it up, please?!" Johnny complains. We all nod and then get to pushing the car. We all trudge towards the back of the car, our dress shoes making sloping noises with each step. Once we all put our hands on the rear of the car, we start to push with all our might. The mud slides under our shoes, and it feels like we're walking in place. I cling to the back of the car so I don't fall into the mud. Johnny isn't as lucky, and I hear him squeal as his right foot sinks into the ground. He lets go of the car as he tries to pull his foot out, but he just ends up falling backward and landing his ass into the mud. His legs fly up as he hits the ground, spraying mud speckles onto Matt and me as Johnny's loafer flips in the air. It lands directly on Johhny's chest, getting a muddy shoe print on his shirt and green tie.

He gasps and looks down at himself in shock, his face getting redder and redder. He lets out ragged grunts of embarrassment and frustration as the backside of his suit squelches in the mud. His handsome navy suit now has mud caking up on the backside of it, and a big messy blob drips down his tie and lapels. He looks so foolish, especially considering how bratty this daddy's boy had been acting this whole trip. I can't help but keep looking at the sorry state he's in, my heart racing a little. With tears in his eyes, he looks up at me with a sour and disgusted look.

"W-what are you doing?!" he chokes out. I'm initially confused until I look down. I didn't even realize that I had been pawing at a tent in my pants!

"U-Uh! I-i-it's not what it looks like!" I stutter as I pull my hand away. Then I realized I had been touching myself with my muddy hands, coating the crotch of my pleated pants in mud. "F-Fuck! I-I mean!" I blush furiously as I try to wipe it away, my cock twitching every time I attempt to swipe the mud off. "I-II uh!" Daniel and Matt blush as I try to wipe the mud off me, fixated on my crotch.

"Y-you jerk! Pervert! This is all your fault!" Johnny shouts before he picks up a clump of mud and tosses it at my chest. It splatters over my tie, shirt, and lapels as I gasp. Johnny lets out another grunt of frustration as he flings more at me, getting some more on my shoulder and some on my thigh.

"Guh! J-Johnny, stop!" I moan as I hold my hand up. My cock is rock hard, and I'm trying to pull the hem of my jacket over my crotch to hide it. Johnny throws another glob but it goes wide and hits Daniel in the chest instead. He yelps as he tries to wipe it off.

"That's enough!" Matt shouts as he lifts Johhny out of the mud and shakes him by the lapels. They both start to argue, and Johnny presses his muddy hands onto Matt's chest, leaving a big brown handprint on his lapels. Matt legs go to look at the blotches and handprints on his back suit, and I peek at a tent that has formed in his pleated pants. Johnny, face still red with embarrassment, continues his tantrum by pushing Matt down into the mud, where he falls onto his side. I watch with my mouth agape as Matt squelches in the mud, his suit now splattered over with wet, sticky gunk.

"My suit is ruined! Do you know how much this cost?! It was my favorite too!" Johnny continues to whine and complain, unaware of the stiff tent that is bobbing around in his pants. "I can't show up to the conference like this! I'll be laughed out of the room! I'll- Ahhg!" He shouts when a glob of mud nails him on the shoulder, staining his navy suit. Daniel is holding some clumps in his hands as he trudges forward.

"Y-you started this fight, Johnny! Now-" He can't finish his cool speech as he immediately gets his foot stuck in the mud again, before tripping forward and face-planting into the mud. The clumps he was holding hurled at Johnny and Matt, who got more mud splattered onto their suits. Daniel pushes himself out of the mud and spits some out, before whining. His round glasses are completely coated in mud and he can't see.

I'm at a total loss for words. I've returned to pawing at my tent as I watch my co-workers squelch and struggle in the mud. Daniel is miserable, trying to wipe off his glasses as the whole front of his gray suit has been ruined. Matt can barely get himself up, not sure if he should touch himself or try and wipe himself off. Johnny is still red-faced and exasperated, unable to wipe the mud off his double-breasted suit. He looks at me again with a mix of disdain, anger, and curiosity. He trudges towards me with mud in hand before mashing it into my chest. It gets onto my tie and he proceeds to smear it over my shirt and taupe suit. I gasp out in shock and a good bit of pleasure.

"Your stupid driving caused all this, Leo!" He croaks out. Johnny mashes more mud over the buttons of my suit jacket before he starts to undo the buttons. I stand stiff as a board as he proceeds to pull on the waistband of my pleated pants before he drops a glob of mud down them. I yelp, my face red and eyes wide, as I feel the mud tumble down my pant legs. I'm at a total loss for words, and all I can do is squish my legs together as my pants get muddy from the inside out. Johnny has a crazed look in his eye as he grabs more mud and mashes it over my suspenders, and then drops a clump onto my coifed hair. I let out a shuttering grunt of pleasure as my favorite suit gets more and more trashed by Johnny. He's enjoying himself a bit too, as he continuously pauses to pump his cock through his pants a few times. As he goes to press another clump onto me I take him by surprise and turn it onto himself. His mouth goes agape in shock as he looks down at his chest, now covered in mud. I press the tip of my muddy tent against his, smearing mud onto his pleated pants, and he lets out a whorish moan.

I look down and see that Matt is pressing Daniel into the mud as Daniel mashes clumps of it onto Matt's suit. They grind against each other, lost in the sensation, and soon I start to do the same with Johnny. I grab him by his muddy ass and pull his crotch towards mine as I start to grind. We both moan and writhe in pleasure, our suits squishing and squelching. All of us are moaning and grunting, and soon we can't take it anymore. I hear Johnny let out a squeaky cry as he goes rigid. He starts to blast ropes of cum into his pants, his eyes glazed over with pleasure. Hearing his cute and pathetic sounds makes me utter my own, and my cock spasms as it shoots a hot load. Daniel and Matt surely do the same based on their moans.

Once our cocks finally run dry we all collapse into the mud until we regain our energy. We sit in silence for a little, unsure how to process losing control like that before we sheepishly get back to our goal. It takes a little while this time, but we're a lot less concerned about getting dirty at this point. Matt even gets in the car and presses on the gas, spinning mud all over Johnny, Daniel, and me. With that, though, we finally push the car from the mud. We slide back into our seats, getting mud all over the interior. I sigh and get back on the road.

"Well.maybe nobody will notice, right?" I joke a little. Everyone laughs except Johnny, who goes back to pouting. I can see him reach down and paw at his half-hard cock a few times, and I'm almost tempted to stop the car and have a second go.

But the conference awaits, and we don't want to make a bad impression by being late.