James T Medak: 2 books

These boys don't even know how much they're being lusted after. You know the type: the young fresh-out-of-college frat boys walking around your town in jeans and flip-flops, so casual to the world but so unknowingly fantasized about by people like us. Their toes are begging to be sucked on, their...

"Tickle tickle tickle ..." With those three words, some men simply run in terror. Some men are struck with paralyzing fear. Others try to "man up" and resist the torture they're about to receive, but try as they might, the result is the same: after a feather lightly dances across their bound body, even...