Brad Hatcher stretches his arms wide, muscles rippling under smooth, sun-kissed skin as he flexes against the door frame, then collapses onto the bed with one arm draped over his head. His dark hair falls forward as he lies back, legs splayed wide, the white sheets catching the light between his thighs. Every pose, leaning, bending, resting, shows the precision of a body built for display, from the sharp angle of his bent arm to the slow turn of his head. The door stays in the background, but the focus is always on him, every flex and shift a deliberate study in control.
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