The blond man stands with a towel wrapped tight around his neck, muscles flexing as he leans forward, hands gripping his knees while his smooth skin glistens under the light. His dark hair falls just past his shoulders as he shifts into a side view, arms crossed or draped low, the towel slipping slightly to reveal the sharp lines of his chest. Every stance, hands on hips, leaning against an invisible wall, shows the tension of a body built for control, the towel never quite covering what it’s meant to hide.
By VirtuaGuy
