The bearded man kneels on the bed, his muscular frame flexing as he leans forward, fingers gripping the sheets while his dark hair frames a grin that promises more than just a smile. His hole is already slick with anticipation, the way he holds himself open for whoever’s coming next. The room’s quiet hum fades into the focus of his body, ready, waiting, and unapologetically on display.
By Fratmen
