Damien Stone adjusts the red strap tight around his waist, the thick leather biting into his hairy chest as he stands in the sunlight between the trees. His bearded face hardens when he grips his ass with both hands, muscles straining under the open air. The strap cuts deeper as he leans forward, his arms stretched up or locked behind his head, every pose showing the weight of his build and the way the leather marks his skin. The woods frame him, just his body, the strap, and the way he holds himself.
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