Michael Vente, Trevor Brooks and Dom King

Michael Vente’s dark hair glints under the light as he adjusts his underwear, his smooth, lean body shifting in the chair while Trevor Brooks watches from beside him. Dom King stands behind, his hands already working at the waistband, pulling fabric away to reveal taut skin and the first glimpses of what’s to come. The room fades into the background as the last of the clothes drops, leaving only the sharp lines of their bodies and the quiet anticipation of what follows.