Watch: Clark

Clark Reid stands shirtless in the woods, his dark hair catching the light as he leans against a rough tree trunk, fingers tracing the bark before slipping lower to his own body. Back inside, he stretches across a couch, legs sprawled, arms thrown behind his head, then pauses with a hand cupping himself, slow, deliberate. Every pose lingers, from the casual smirk at the camera to the way his lean frame fills the frame, underwear clinging just long enough before it’s gone.