... Oh. You again. //English, private//

"It's.. fine.." grunted Minato through chattering teeth under the icy spray. "I.. was.. hot."

"Just don't give yourself a cold," he stretched a little under the warm spray.

"From.. a shower.. I don't think so.." gasped Minato, deliberately not looking at the way that long, slender, masculine body stretched out and glistened with water drops...
fuck.

Looking over discreetly, he noticed. Ah. He wasn't the only one interested, it seemed.

Ignoring every bodily reaction in the history of creation, Minato said in a high and desperate voice, "So how's Rin doing?"

"... Fine. She's practicing with Tenzou." he ignored his own body's response to seeing how... Enthusiastic... Minato's was.

These showers were really nowhere cold enough. Minato turned away discreetly and told himself it didn't matter. Guys got boners all the time. Just hormones. Yeah. Not enough sex. He just needed to find Kushina and fuck her into the mattress eight or ten times and he'd be fine, no gayness, no nothing...
"So yeah. Cool. She happy you guys made it big? With the music I mean..."

"Mmhmm. Ecstatic." Since Minato turned the other way, well... A lite touching himself couldn't harm.

"Cool. So you gonna give any con- uhm. Ah.." Minato's upbringing was one of extreme politeness, and such, he was nearly physically conditioned to watching people while he spoke to them. That.. massively.. backfired.. holy.. shit...

Kakashi wasn't - well, he hadn't ever really listened to his father, and only acted polite while his step parents watched.

Now, he never noticed Minato was looking again, twirling his thumb around the head. "Give any what?" it couldn't even be heard in his voice.

"You uhm. You're.. Dude.. dude, what the fuck?" asked Minato in a thin voice.

Now, he figured he was watching, so he stopped and coughed. "Sorry. Habit." was his lame excuse. Then again, he DID often play with himself in the shower.

"I.. you.. what.. is.. the hell!?!" Minato spluttered, for some reason unable to tear his eyes away from Kakashi's cock.

He wasn't answering this time, just grabbing the second shampoo he used, soaping up his hair again. (Yes, yes he used two.)

"Why.. is.. that.. that's not normal???"

"... Perhaps not to you."

Well. He'd had... Contests... With Obito, quite often, back in the day, when they were showering after training. And of course he'd showered a lot of times with Genma, too. So.... Yeah.

"Not.. not when you're showering with another guy?"
Minato was rather thankful that Kakashi hadn't yet pointed out the fact that he - Minato - was getting pretty painfully erect.

"You don't seem to mind."

Yeah, he'd noticed. Long ago.

Minato blushed even more and clenched his teeth. He could hardly argue against that. 
"It doesn't mean anything."

"Sure sure..." the last of the soap washed out, he stepped closer. "So it didn't mean anything when it did it while we were kissing, either?"

Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!!!
"No. Just.. just a physical reaction," Minato tried to calmly rationalise. It didn't work very well since his voice was shaking, his gaze still fixed on the older guy's dick.

A small smirk. "And I'm supposed to believe that? Admit it... You like this, whether it's wrong or not." a finger under Minato's chin forced him to look Kakashi in the eyes, while the free hand slipped to his abs.

"St-stop," Minato asked breathlessly, even as that touch made him instantly harder.

"You sure you really want that?" the fingers tangle in the light dusting of hair as they descended.

Minato's only reply was a low, breathless moan.