Justin Evans undresses

Justin Evans loosens his tie with deliberate precision, the deep blue silk clutched between his fingers before he drops it to the bed. His muscular frame stretches across the sheets as he spreads his legs wide, the clean-shaven jaw tight with focus, hands gripping his knees before sliding down to rest on his ass. The tie lingers, first draped over his shoulders, then discarded as he shifts into every pose, from reclining with arms behind his head to kneeling with legs raised, each movement deliberate, the only sound the faint rustle of fabric against skin.