Watch: Brad Hunter

Brad Hunter leans against the wall, his lean frame stretched taut in poses that frame his clean-shaven jaw and blond hair, before the gray Nashville.TN tee slips off his shoulders. He grips his own cock with deliberate precision, fingers tracing the thick vein as he shifts from the bed to the camera’s lens, every movement deliberate. The shirt stays on for a moment longer, then drops away, just his body left, stretched and exposed.