Nothing

No one was around, and the only building nearby was in the opposite direction of the football field. Mike heard the sound of people cheering from the stadium in the distance. He had to make a decision quickly.

A thought dawned on him. But it was crazy! He couldn't just walk onto the field in the mascot costume with nothing on underneath!

Then again, who would even know? He could wear the costume, make some quick cash. And like Steven said, people would love him.

The thought of being nearly naked in front of hundreds of people made Mike's heart beat fast and blood rush to his face. He could have sworn his cock flared to life too, though it had to be his imagination.

But he wouldn't really be naked. He would have the costume on. It wasn't any different than the jeans and shirt we was wearing early.

Either way, Mike didn't have a lot of time to debate.

Mike hurried to grab the mascot uniform, careful not to get mud on it. Taking one more look around, he took a deep breath and stripped off his shirt before tossing it aside. Mike wasn't an athlete, technically, but working on his uncle's farm every summer kept him looking fit and muscular well into the fall.

Mike moved to unbutton his pants, again checking to see if anyone was there. With nothing but the echo of fans out at the field, Mike took of his jeans and threw them onto the muddy pile where his shirt had landed. He would just have to come back for them later.

He checked to see whether any mud had managed to get onto his underwear, or if water seeped through the material.