Teasing thoughts.
Of course he had these thoughts, they were undeniable, they came to him when he least expected it, but he knew they would since that had always been the case. He guessed it had to do with growing up surrounded mostly by men had that kind of impact on him, and now being the lead of an organization consisting almost entirely of men didn't help much.
Of course he'd had his favourites in the past but now, now his favourite was a man with black and white skin, and a torso to kill for, short green hair, those yellow eyes, he'd imagine those eyes and how it would feel to have those on himself as he'd get undressed.
Yes, he'd pull of his cloak slowly and reveal himself for the other, give him short, dominant, yet challenging stares. He'd slowly slide down his pants just enough to show, and then he'd slide down his hand, and that's when the good parts would start.
Madara blinked and shook his head, he'd been daydreaming again, not good, especially since the one he was daydreaming about sits right next too him.
He cast a quick glance over at Zetsu, asleep huh?
Well Zetsu did tend to doze of after having a good meal, if only he could snack on me instead... Oh enough already, Madara thought to himself, he deeded to calm down, despite the stiffening between his legs, this was not a good place to get a hard on.
Still...
Madara moved slightly so he could take a new look at his partner, his eye trailed down the others neck, to his collarbone and to the pretty much exposed chest, he licked his own lips slowly, how he'd love to take or be taken by, this man.
Of course, he had never told him that.
Madara felt hot, he moved his hand down to feel at his groin, very inappropriate in the situation he was in, Zetsu could wake up any moment, but, after all it was the plant mans fault that he felt the way he did.
He pulled of his mask and put it down next to him, this place was a secluded part of the forest so it wasn't like anyone would come and disturb anyway.
Now his two red eyes seemed as plastered to the sleeping Zetsu as he loosened up the band that held his pants up, just slightly so he could slide down his hand inside where he gently started to caress the head of his erection.
"Oouh.." He murmured silently at the very wanted contact and put his other hand in front of his mouth to prevent any loud moans for coming out.
He continued moving his hand down into his pants until he reached the base and started to pump.
"Nnn-nnnh..." He moaned into his hand as he stared at Zetsu with lust in his slightly slit eyes. God, this was not a second too late.
He felt his body tremble slightly from the sudden pleasure he exposed himself too, too bad he couldn't share it with anyone, a nice warm body for instance, Zetsu's nice warm body.
"Uuuh..."
This was good.
Madara bent forward as he pumped himself faster, he could feel pressure build up and some precum flowing down over his fingers.
With heavy breaths and a few more jerks he finally came spilling his white seed all over the grass in front of him, with a last inhale he let himself fall down on his back, satisfied.
He'd clean up later; Zetsu was still asleep after all.
End.