Let Me See (1)

There’s no face, no pose, no mask—just the body, cropped and waiting. The hand rests lightly on the cock, not stroking, just showing. This is the raw vocabulary of sex pics: no greeting, no context, just a frame that whispers here it is.

It’s not about arousal—it’s about permission. About the digital ritual of disclosure, exposure, and the muted plea behind so many anonymous messages: let me see. And here, he does. Quietly. Almost politely. But with undeniable intent.