Note: Whooo 3rd chapter.
Gaara, having seen the whole thing, slumped in the corner. Of course, Lee gets sexually abused...He thinks. A foreign tingle crawls up his legs. What the hell? He thinks, looking down to see a bulge.
"Haha!! You got a boner!" The voice in his head laughs, making Gaara wince.
Naw? It's really that obvious? Gaara thinks sarcastically.
"Well, I was only informing you." Shukaku gasped, sounding offended.
Yeah, I think I know what goes on with my body too. Now, let's get back to the room so I can take a god damn cold shower... He stands up, opens the door, and looks around to see if there's anyone in the hall. He quickly slips out of Lee and Neji's room and into his and Naruto's. He rushes to the bathroom, stripping quickly and starting the shower. He puts his hand in to test the temperature, and pulls his hand back quickly. Ice cold, perfect.
"Now think about this Gaara...Do you really wanna get rid of this? We could have a little fun..." Shukaku chuckled.
I'm pretty sure... Gaara thought sharply ((A/N: Dun ask))
"Fine, whatever. It's your choice." Shukaku laughed.
Gaara winced and jumped into the shower. The cold water told his reflexes to jump back, but he ignored them.
Maybe Shukaku was right...
"Like hell I was!"
I wasn't asking you. I was talking to myself.
"Fine, I was only trying to make a point..."
Anyways...I think Shukaku was right... Gaara thinks to himself, hitting his head on the wall a few times, waiting for his erection to go away. Experimentally, he runs his fingers along it, and a shiver crawls up his back, making his gasp and buck his hips. His eyes widen to the new found pleasure, and he tries again, this time, with his whole hand. He uses his free hand to change the water from cold to warm. It takes a second to warm up, but only makes him harder. He strokes it again and again, picking up the rhythm with every pump. Eventually, the pressure builds up and he cums in the shower stall. A slight panic overtakes him as he pictures Naruto coming home to a semen filled shower. He quickly cleans it up with a Scrubbing Bubbles brush and dresses in a pair of tight black jeans, and a black MCR shirt.
"Well...That was...interesting..." He said aloud as he grabbed his wallet, slipped into his back pants pocket, and headed downstairs for breakfast.