no

You gulp, while not away of how silly and perverted you looked with your little secret on display you still felt embarrassed to be there in your underwear. The cheer leaders crowded around you as you heard people taking there seats in the stands at either side of the field, making sure you stayed nice and hard from the sight of them.

"D-do you need to be so close?" You ask, starting to wonder how long you could hold out with such a view before you, even though the hard to use mascot head.

"Well we could back off Sam, but then everyone would see your underwear..." Rebecca said with a giggle as all the cheerleaders took here chance to perversely glare at your tiny erection while you were none the wiser.

You gulped and just nod. Your eyes stuck on there body's thinking they would not notice if you took a chance to stare, besides, they got to see your underwear, why should you not look at there cleavage and short skirts. Little did you know that was exactly what they were counting on. By the time you saw the players walking onto the field your little 2 incher was throbbing slightly in your boxers, a small round of giggles came from the girls.

"Its show time little guy" one of them said, elbowing you in the ribs. You jump a little, what did she mean showtime? The cheerleaders were hardly much of a show, and what did they mean little?