Zak Bray strips down in slow, deliberate poses, his dark hair tied back with a purple headband as he shifts from the couch to the floor, then onto the bed, each movement deliberate, his muscular frame flexing under the light. His beard frames a face that never breaks pose, whether his legs spread wide or he leans back with hands resting on his knees, every angle designed to show off the way his body holds itself. The only sound is the fabric slipping away, leaving him bare as he arranges himself again and again, each new position a calculated display of control.
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