Antony Carter sits back on the couch, his floral shirt loosening as he stretches his arms above his head, the fabric slipping off his shoulders to reveal his lean torso. His legs spread wide, the blue shorts beneath him hinting at what’s to come, before he pushes the shirt away entirely, leaving only his hair and the faintest shadow of stubble. One hand drifts toward his groin, fingers tracing the edge of his underwear as he leans back, arms resting behind his head.
