Fine, ish.

"Never pays to be fashionably late in a job interview." Captain Montana says as you walk up.

“Sorry sir, won’t happen again.” You say with a nod.

He then says a very well rehearsed line, pointing to a pile on a table, "For the tests an armored wet suit, gloves and shoes are being provided, get changed."

You go into the little room, strip naked. Your hand touches the plug and you give it a tug, your ass resist giving up its prize and you give a little gasp as a tiny drop of cum pools on the tip of your still semi hard cock. You let go of the plug and wipe the drop off with your finger, not really thinking you then tick your finger in your mouth. The realization of what you just did, and that you liked it, sets you back on task and you quickly put on the neck to ankle suit, it looks like lightly textured black latex that is rather loose fitting with a button at the neck that shrinks it skin tight, an armored patch concealing your naughty bits. The cute little shoes are padded but grippy with lots of traction, and the gloves seem armored but are very light. All in place your only skin showing is above the high collar. As the suit tightens it seems to stroke your cock as it is pressed against your body and you let out a spurt of cum in the suit. “Fuck.” You say quietly, hit the button that opens the patch covering your cock and use a wad of toilet paper to clean as much of it off as you can. Then you head out after closing it back up.

As you get outside he says, "Up to the line." He then taps his Novacom, "Set your com to link with test one. Good. Online. Route markers in place. 7 mile run, you can hear me?"

"Yes sir."

"Go."

Running, swimming, climbing, and even a little bike ride, you race the course faster than you would imagine, the butt plug not really hindering your performance. You get back and the captain looks at you, "Pass. Nice work Alex. 10 minute rest then put on the pack, it is 30% of your weight, then you have a one mile obstacle course and run."

"Sir." You drink down a bunch of water and just try to breathe till your next trial.

"Ready?" He finally calls out. You get on the line, the pack is heavy, but manageable. "Go."

This time as you run you really think you should have taken it out as at about a quarter of the way in you land on your ass and the thing starts vibrating. By the end of the run you are panting and your suit is full of cum. After you cross the finish line you lean against the wall and bump your butt against it till it shuts off.

An instant later he walks up to you and says, "Pass." He puts a hand on your shoulder. "Go on back to your hotel we will call you in the morning."

“Thank you sir.” You say as he walks away.