"Camera/Framing: Must have all of your body, feet, and head in the frame with bright and/or natural light, otherwise please sit however is comfortable for you on a couch, the floor, or a bed, etc! Camera should be at a natural height to look like we are sitting across from you. Outfit: denim short shorts, rainbow polo shirt or cropped white t shirt, short white socks that cover ankles, anklets Key words/phrases: naked, naked boy, naked for me, stop covering up, you’re not allowed to cover up, you look so silly right now, you look ridiculous, are you stupid? etc. Scenario: You’re bored and decide we should try and play a game of “DARE” rock paper scissors. Winner of each round picks something for the loser to do. You’re mischievous and flirty and confident you will be really good at the game, you trash talk throughout! ROUND 1: You LOSE! You have to take off your socks and smell your own feet. You are weirded out and tease me for picking such a weird dare. ROUND 2: You LOSE! You have to lick your own feet - ew!! And I don’t let you get away with only licking them a little bit… ROUND 3: You WIN! Since my dares have been so gross your revenge is to dare me to play the rest of the game completely NAKED. You coax me through taking off my shirt, shorts, and finally underwear. ROUND 4: You WIN! You dare me to stop covering up for the rest of the game… You gently encourage me “don’t be shy, it’s just a game.. ” I move my hands away and you comment on my hard-on with a mix of disgust and interest... You pressure me into continuing to play the game. ROUND 5: You WIN! Again! You decide to amp up the humiliation. You sternly dare me to do exactly what my body is telling me to do… You encourage me to play with myself, showing me with your hand in the air how I should touch myself. JOI You start asking me things like “Do you like being naked for me?” as you encourage me to play with myself, trying to calm me down “it’s ok, it’s only natural, don’t worry, don’t be embarrassed you weirdo!”. You are VERY entertained by my naked embarrassment and tell me to hump my hand as you continue to giggle and happily give me humiliating and teasing encouragement, “you’re doing great, listen to your body..." until you command me to cum (no countdown, just a stern "cum for me... now.") and then you gasp in disgust/amusement as I cum. You then tell me I'm not allowed to get dressed until I can win my clothes back…"