Chad wondered when he saw the long red eyestalks, and the red rubber
claws but the kinky shiny material made him decide to go for it. He
figured Sinclair had gotten the suit from her brother Dirk who had
graduated a few years earlier. He recalled hearing that in college
Dirk had had a job as a costumed mascot. He had thought it was a hot
dog, but maybe it was a lobster. Some food related mascot. Chad
grinned, yeah, the red lobster was going to get eaten today at four.
It was 3:34, when Chad slipped into the field house with the key his
admirer had supplied. There was a light coming from a utility room on
the side, so he headed there. The room was bare concrete, but had an
ornate mirror leaning against one wall it must have been 7 feet tall.
There was a picnic blanket spread out on the floor and a picnic
basket. A couple old metal locker lay open
Chad chuckled. He wondered if they were going to eat lobster before
or after Sinclair at him. He quickly stripped sticking his clothing
in the locker labeled Lobster Man. Then he unzipped the suit and
pulled it on modeling in the mirror. It hugged every muscle in his
body. For a mascot costume it was damn sexy. He like the way the
extra limbs moved in sync with his arms and legs. He had to lean
forward slightly to keep his tail from dragging. He ambled back over
to the locker to check his watch. Dang, only 3:45. The skintight
suit was making him super horny. His cock was rock hard. His body was
sweating. He heard the field house door open. Thank goodness,
Sinclair was early.
He positioned himself on the picnic blanket like a big lobster dinner,
and grinned at the door to the utility room as it creaked open.