Joel Kris stands on the bed, his muscular frame bare as he grips himself with rough, deliberate strokes, the light catching the sweat on his chest. The sheets stay white while his fingers work, his jaw tight with focus, every motion sharp and unhurried. He lies back later, fully naked, the sheets pooling around him as he keeps going, the camera framing him from every angle, close, low, straight on, until the last pull leaves him still.
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