Cody Dexter gets undressed

Cody Dexter strips slow, his dark hair damp against his light skin as he peels off the last of his clothes, muscles rippling under the fading fabric. He stretches across the bed, fingers tracing his own body with deliberate precision, every flex a calculated display of strength. The camera lingers on the way his hands move, first over his chest, then lower, where the light catches the tension in his arms. By the end, he’s fully exposed, every inch of him laid bare in poses that demand attention.