He stood in front of me, naked save for his tighty whities, after removing the robe he’d been wearing a moment before. I was nervous, but I wasn’t stopping now. I reached out and with my hand cupped the bulge in his tighty whities, gently at first, then squeezing more firmly. With my other hand I began sliding my fingers inside the fly of his briefs, pushing until I could feel … [Read more...] about Tighty Whities