Denis Vega gets aroused

Denis Vega stands shirtless in the frame, his dark hair and thick beard framing a muscular chest dusted with coarse hair as he flexes his arms, the towel clutched tight against his body. His arm stretches upward, fingers gripping the edge of the door frame while his other hand adjusts the fabric, the tension in his muscles sharp and deliberate. The towel isn’t just draped, it’s held just so, a deliberate contrast to the strength of his body.