Early morning, 5:47 a.m.
Haruto stood under the weak shower in his tiny apartment, the hot water hitting his back like a gentle reminder that the night was over. The steam rose up and filled the small bathroom, mixing with the faint smell of his own cum that still lingered in the air. He closed his eyes and let the water run over his head, down his shoulders, and between his legs.
That was when he noticed them.
The hairs around his cock. Thick, dark, and unruly. They had grown.They formed a soft, dense patch above the base and spilled down the heavy shaft in thick, wiry strands. The pubic hair was also longer and curlier now, framing his heavy balls like a dark forest.
Haruto stared at it for a long moment, the water cascading over his face.
He had never waxed before. Never even thought about it. But something in his chest told him he wanted to look clean. Smooth. Like he was starting over.
