Tony Bucks kneels with a sock pressed to his shaved head, his tattoos dark against sun-bronzed skin, while his muscular arms flex as he grips a shoe near his face, then pulls it back to lick the sole. His phone rests on the couch beside him, thumb hovering over a screen, as he alternates between sucking his own toes and dragging a sock across his lips. The underwear clings to his thighs, taut over defined muscle, while his grip tightens on the shoe like it’s the only thing holding him down.
