Jenna's team gets a hat-trick, John has to bare it all

John's heart was beating a million times a second by now, he was barely able to stabilize his hands to remove his boxers, finally exposing his hard boner to the open air, he heard a couple of catcalls aimed at him, and John himself couldn't believe how he wasn't just orgasming on the spot.

"Well Johnny boy, looks Like I win," Jenna gloated haughtily, John could do nothing but glare at her impotently, knowing that he was probably not even allowed to cover up "unless you want to go double or nothing?"

"... What are you suggesting?" John's heart was leaping up to his throat, despite knowing that this was probably a set-up, he couldn't stand not asking.

"Well, I was thinking we could go one last round, loser takes all, and by all, I mean clothes and a forfeit." Jenna proposed a sudden death match between her team and John's, if John loses, he has to perform a forfeit right there for everyone, if he won however, not only will he get his clothes back, Jenna would also have to strip completely naked and perform the forfeit herself.