A purple otter sat on a couch in the centre of the frame.  He was wearing jeans and a T-Shirt.  Nervously he fidgeted with his hands.  

"So... I can just say whatever?"

A slightly muffled offscreen voice responded, "Just introduce yourself and why you are here,  whatever you want otherwise.  Seen these before?"

The otter nodded.  

"Ya, think so.  Hey, I'm Myst, I'm here to do something fun.  Not sure what."

The otter waved awkwardly at the camera.

"Whatever it is, I'm sure it's a good time.  I like a lot of things and doing it in front of a camera should be fun!"

"What do you want to do today?" The voice from offscreen added.

"I wanna take off my pants.  I say, pants are evil and no one needs them"

The otter stood up, making his head out of frame. He unbuttoned the Jeans and kicked them off.  A yellow jockstrap sat over his crotch.  He spun around.  His tail flicked up showing off his butt for a second, before landing back down on the couch.  

"Feel good?"

The Otter nodded.

"Much.  Love being pantsless. Makes it easier to do this."

Myst pulled his legs up as he scooted his butt to the edge of the couch.  His butthole, as yellow as jockstrap, was directly visible between his lifted legs.  One of the otters' paws lightly rubbed his hole.  A single clawed finger rubbed circles where the butthole had been visible before.  

"Cute.  Looks like you are feeling more comfortable, want to show us more?"

"Yea"

The otter stood up.  He took off his shirt without much trouble, leaving his slightly chubby torso in view.  After a moment's hesitation, he began playfully taking off the jock too.  Hiding beneath was a small sheath, with a small yellow pointed dick.  The otter reached down to play with the fuzzy balls hanging beneath, adjusting them and lightly rubbing the tip poking out of the sheath.  Now nude, he sat back down and got back into the exposed position he had been in before.  One hand remained playing with his balls, the other returned to the circles around his hole.  

"Is this normally how you do things?" The voice asked from off screen. 

The yellow poky otter stick poked upward as the otter settled into a rhythm, stroking with one paw and teasing his hole with the other. His head could be seen just behind his member, half covered by him playing with himself.  "Absolutely, it takes me forever to get dressed" he said distractedly.  "I get naked, and I think it would be a good chance to... do things."

"And if I were to ask how recently you came?" The voice asked, clearer this time.

The otter's pawing off, freezes mid stroke. "Uh, recently" the otter nervously asks.

"How recently?"

"Very" The otter looked embarrassed, but his dick if anything got harder.  After a good pause, he began to stroke again. 

"I might have been a bit excited about doing this today, thinking about how many people might see me, and I couldn't stop myself.  I know I was told not to, but I... like to"

"Aww, so horny that you couldn't stop yourself.  I bet you have a thing for denial but can't bring yourself to be chased, right?"

"Maybe..." The otter nervously replied, ramping up his dick wanking, even as he might as well have been red.  He clearly was uncomfortably nervous and embarrassed at his line of questioning.  

"Maybe?" He struggled to say.

"Maybe, I like it, but I need someone to stop me."  The paw that had been circling his butt started shaking, not able to keep a smooth motion, it lightly vibrated, powered by the otter's nervous energy.  

"Like a dom?"

"Mmm" He groaned, no longer even attempting words.  The otter had been slowly speeding up, getting faster still.  He was fully in his world where only stroking himself mattered. 

"I think we learned a lot about you.  A kinky subby ott, that gets off on humiliation."

Myst was unable to respond.  He was too far gone only acknowledging he heard it by moaning loudly again.  With gritted teeth, eyes shut, and definitely red with embarrassment, he was visibly on the edge.  

"And a yellow jock.  Maybe it's just to match, but I bet it is to flag your interest in something.... Yellow"

The otter moaned loudly as he came. The first shot hit the couch above him.  The second hit him across the face. A few more landed over his belly.  The otter just panted in a blissful state, lightly stroking a bit, squeezing out more cum.  His paws moved along the goop that landed on his belly.  They rubbed and spread the cum across his fur.  

Things remained quiet for a bit.  The otter recovered slowly. Just sitting there enjoying the afterglow.  A minute or so later, the voice from off screen started talking again. "So, if this is how much you shoot when you just blew, I would love to see you after being pent up for a while."

The otter suddenly sat up slightly worried.  "But I would have to be paws off for tooooo long!"

"Well, I think we are done here.  You did a great job.  Anything else you want to add?"

Brushing off the worry, the otter calmly responded "Nope, just that that was fun, and I'm totally down to do this again.  Maybe even enough to save myself for the camera.  Maybe soon?"  The otters gave a smile directly at the camera.  Cum covered, and happy.