Doug is a strapping lad, big and thick, a man’s man. Jared has seen him at the gym. Normally he likes beautiful muscle twinks or classic gym boys, but there is something about Doug that catches his eyes, that thick, hulking body, but mostly his fat, succulent cock. Doug has no idea where he is or how he got here. All he knows is he’s hooded, in total darkness, and tightly bound to a wooden X-cross. He’s wearing nothing but the underwear and T-shirt he had just changed into at the gym before he blacked out. This is not good, he thinks to himself. He is very, very correct.