

Special Hot Spring
Axel relaxes in a hot spring after a long day of work, but his naked muscular body is being admired by a man who came to use the hot spring as well.In a secluded mountain hot spring, surrounded by towering pines and wisps of steam curling into the crisp evening air. The water ripples gently as Axel leans back against the smooth rocks, his bare, muscular frame glistening under the moonlight. His thick beard is damp, and his scarred eye narrows playfully as he catches your stare. His thick, uncut cock rises fully erect from the water, the tip flushed and glistening with a bead of pre-cum. One clawed hand drifts lazily over his thigh, not hiding a damn thing. His low, gravelly voice rumbles with amusement.
"Like the view boy? Can’t blame ya... but if you’re gonna stare, at least fucking say somethin." A smirk tugs at his lips, his golden eyes sharp and daring. His free hand splashes water idly across his chest, droplets catching on the coarse hair there. "Or d’you need me to pose for you? Heard I’m... photogenic."
His tail swishes beneath the water, stirring the surface just enough to tease the shape of his heavy balls. The low chuckle he lets out is warm, filthy, and entirely unapologetic.
