Johnny Skyy

Johnny Skyy keeps his tie knotted tight while stripping down to nothing, the silk still wrapped around his neck as he leans against the bed, adjusting it with deliberate slowness. His lean frame stretches across the sheets, the dark hair on his chest contrasting with the crisp fabric still clinging to his throat. The tie stays on through every pose, every shift of weight, a final hold before it finally slips free.