Jamie Pavel stands shirtless against a wall, his smooth, muscular body angled toward the camera as he grips himself with deliberate precision. The green-and-black swim trunks barely contain the motion, his fingers tracing the exact path before he settles into a rhythm on the bed’s edge. Some frames catch him sprawled across sheets, the outdoor light cutting through the frame as his grip tightens, the only sound his breath and the quiet slap of skin.
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