Kouhei had them turn around, their asses pointed toward him in a straight, tantalizing row.
Four beautiful asses… each with its own curve, shape, and charm, glistening faintly under the dim bathhouse lights.
He found himself unable to tear his gaze away.
The sight alone felt like a dream—
It was something too unreal to happen during what should've been just a quiet, relaxing soak.
His throat tightened.
Right now, the only thing echoing in his mind was the question: Who would he slide into first?
Again, he swallowed, harder this time.
This would be the first time he was going to touch any of them since his resurrection.
His body pulsed with energy. The energy was thick, heavy, and restless inside him.
His cock stood upright, throbbing—harder than steel, straining so intensely that it was almost humiliating to look at.
The sheer stiffness made it twitch with anticipation.
