Jed Atkinson shows his body

Jed Atkinson stands under the spray, his lean frame pressed against the shower wall as he grips the paddle high above his head, water streaming over his short dark hair and slicked-back skin. The tiles glisten as he shifts his weight, one arm raised in a slow, deliberate arc before he leans forward, fingers tracing the curve of his own body. The racket rests forgotten against the wall while he bends, hands gripping his head as the water caresses his back. Every pose is deliberate, every movement measured, just him, the shower, and the way his body moves under the spray.