Carl Hardwick strips down in front of a window, his dark hair and light beard framing a body built for strength, muscles rippling as he shifts from leaning on a ladder to sprawling naked across the bed, legs spread wide. The natural light catches the sweat on his chest, the way his hands grip the mattress when he squats, then the slow, deliberate stretch of his legs as he lies back, hole open. Every pose is deliberate, every movement a study in control.
