Ras stood before me, looking nervous, and tried to smile. It wasn't his usual smile, but it was still cute.
I knew he would probably do what I asked, if I didn't push him too far, and I really wanted to see him naked. Maybe he'd even like it.
"Ok" I said. "You promised to do what I say, as long as it doesn't hurt or is dangerous, right?"
Ras nodded.
"Ok then take off all your clothes and dance for me. Show me everything my pretty boy." I smiled a huge smile.
"What?" he said. "No way!"
"Way" I said. "You promised and you lost".
"Aw, come on... Can't you make me do something else? Like do the dishes or something?" he pleaded.
But I couldn't back out now. I already asked, and whatever I did, he knew what I had wanted.
"Sorry my little friend. You lost fair and square. Now get at it".
He sighed and looked very little and very embarrassed.
Then he started to strip. First he lifted off his shirt. And I got to see his beautiful chest and tummy. Slim and smooth. I yearned to reached out and feel the skin, but didn't.
The he pulled down his trousers, and struggled with the getting the all the way off. It wasn't done very suggestively, but somehow his embarrassment, made it very hot to watch, and I noticed my huge erection.
Maybe he was stalling or maybe he was just nervous, but it took a good while getting the pants all the way off. I didn't mind him taking his time.
When he finally had his pants completely off, he bent down and took off one of his socks.
I said "You're supposed to strip and dance for me. Make it sexy, pretty boy".
He looked horrified, but didn't say anything. Then he took off his other sock and was now standing only in his blue little boy briefs. He tried to dance a little, but was inhibited by his embarrassment. He could hardly move. He was so immensely cute, that it was almost unbearable.
I nodded towards his crotch and smiled.
Ras stammered "My undies too?"
"Yes of course" I said. "I said all your clothes".
He froze, put his thumbs in the undies and quickly took them off, then he hid his face with one hand, and his crotch with the other.
I protested "Hey, you're supposed to strip and dance for me. Not hide from me".
Reluctantly he took his hands away and started moving about slowly. He wasn't a very good dancer. Or maybe it was the situation. I praised him anyway.
"Wow you're a good looking boy, Ras" I said. I considered if I could take out my fat cock and jerk off watching him, or whether that would be too dangerous.