Tom Deven sits on a blue gym mat, his dark hair damp with sweat, chest hair rough under his grip as he strokes himself while fingering his own asshole, one hand working the tight ring, the other adjusting his balls. The silver chain around his wrist glints as he pulls, his muscular frame tense with the weight of his own hand. He holds his cock firm between them, thumb and fingers pinching his nipple hard, the contrast of pleasure and pain sharp in every movement.
