Rogan Reid leans back on elbows, his clean-shaven jaw tight with a smirk as he flexes his muscular arms, one hand resting on his head while the other taps his hip. The close-up of his asshole is sharp, the skin taut against the sheets, while his chest flexes under the light, no art on the screen matters when you’re watching him. The bed dips as he shifts, fingers tracing his face like he’s thinking of something better than whatever’s playing behind him.
