The key to the fieldhouse it had to be Sinclair, her father was the head coach. Chad grinned. Score another one for Mr. Superstar, he thought as he opened the box. He examined the contents, and snickered, "Wear only this? Kink-kee!" Then he quickly jogs over to the field house, looking around to make sure the coast is clear; then he unlocks and enters the out building. Inside he strips out of his sweats, and decides to see how the furry mascot's suit fit's. What the hell, he was getting hard just thinking about the sex he was going to have in this costume. He shucked his shorts and stepped naked into the soft velvety costume. The inside seemed to be lined with a rubberized material that clung to his flesh like a second skin. Surprisingly, his sweat seemed to go right through the tight fitting costume. Chad walked over to the mirror admiring his mascot suited body. He stood in front of the mirror and wiggle his tail. He tried on the head, then stuck his hand into the slit trying to find his penis. He was surprised to feel dampness through his gloved hand, he'd stuck it in up to the wrist, and he still couldn't feel his cock and balls. But he did feel something, his body shuddered in orgasm as his hand probed deep inside; it was definitely turning him on. Chad hears a soft cough behind him, and thinks oh, no the coach or janitor caught him. Spinning he finds himself face to face with a wickedly grinning Dave Sinclair the coaches son.
"Hello Chad." Dave purred. "You look good in that... very good... it excites me." He admitted.
"Yeah." Chad grunted. "I'm getting pretty excited myself." He leered.
"You'd never know it by looking at you!" Dave laughted wickedly.
"Ammmmm." Chad grunted as he looked around. "Guess not..." "So where's the pussy?" He asked suddenly afraid was the coaches son a faggot?
Dave laughted darkly and smiled. "Between your leg's obviously!"
"What are you talking about runt?" Chad snarled taking a step towards the smaller Dave.
"Boy you really are dense huh." Dave snickered. "Our team's named the mustangs... and the statue doesn't have a hang down!"
"Yeah all the guy's on the football team noticed that." Chad snickered.
"So that means the mascot is a female... a mare." Dave pointed out with a lewd smile.
"Oh shit!" Chad exclaimed realizing at last why his hand had not found anything but a wet hole. "How do you get this thing off?" He demanded pulling at the head. Dave chuckled evilly.
"Who said you could take it off!"