Luc jerks off

Luc sits on the couch, legs spread, his lean frame relaxed as he grips himself with a steady hand, the dark hair framing a face that’s sharp and clean-shaven. The close-up catches his fingers working over his length, the couch beneath him a neutral stage for the slow, deliberate motion. From another angle, he lies back, the same focus on the act, no distraction, just the way his body moves when he’s alone.