Minato's eyes couldn't help but continue to stray over to the figure on the beach towel next to his. That long, lean torso; those slim, supple legs...and in between, the tiniest wisp of fabric in the form of a Speedo. How did Akihiko have the courage to wear such a form fitting bathing suit out in public? Junpei, as well as Minato himself, was clad in more chaste wear, just baggy swim trunks like most boys their age would wear to the beach.

But Akihiko...he was always something else. He cared not what others thought of him - he was just himself, no matter what. Minato got the irking feeling that Akihiko was doing this on purpose. There had been playful banter between the two on many an occasion - hinting right up to the point of admitting their mutual attraction to each other, but never saying those final words or acting upon their desires. And the gazes that Akihiko cast his way sometimes; by the gods, they could melt glass, they were so hot.

Minato snapped out of his daydream as the form next to him suddenly shifted. Akihiko rolled onto his stomach, and then slid his eyes over to Minato. "Put some sunscreen on my back?" he asked, in a barely audible voice.

Minato arched one eyebrow at him. "What? Don't you want a tan?"

"No," Akihiko said, laying his head down on his folded arms. "I'll just burn."

"Hmph." Minato scooted closer, getting up on his knees and leaning over the older boy. He grabbed the bottle of sunscreen, squirting a large amount into his hands. He was grateful that Junpei was not around at the moment, having run off to hit on girls. He knew that his friend would have more than a few things to say about the potentially homoerotic show that was about to happen, and all of those things would be negative.

Minato rubbed the creamy liquid between both of this hands, and then proceeded to slather it all over Akihiko's pale back. "Mmmm...that's cold," Akihiko sighed. Minato cleared his throat and shifted his hips slightly as he began to get aroused. His hands sliding over Akihiko's body...going almost everywhere...it was too much. Curse Akihiko - he had known what he was doing when he asked for this.

Akihiko wiggled a little bit under him. "Do the backs of my legs too," he murmured, and Minato added more sunscreen to his palm, then slid his hands up Akihiko's calves. He smoothed it in all the way up his thighs, then stopped. Akihiko made a noise of protest. "Do it all the way up," he breathed. "Otherwise I'll burn."

Minato just gave a snort, and moved his slippery fingers over Akihiko's firm ass, up to the very edge of his skimpy bottoms. "Do I need to run my fingers underneath the edge?" he asked, narrowing his eyes down at his friend.

"Mmm, you'd better," Akihiko purred. Minato just chuckled and then did so. He enjoyed getting to see even more of Akihiko's flesh as he peeked under the edge, though he refrained from commenting on it. When he was done, he simply laid back down on his towel casually, putting his sunglasses back on and enjoying the warm rays.

It was almost lunchtime, and they knew they were expected inside to share the meal with Mitsuru and the rest of the group, so they got up, shaking their towels off. They made their way over to the bathing station, and stepped into the wooden framed shower stall, where Akihiko turned on the tap as Minato locked the latch. "Gotta rinse some of this sand off," he said, getting under the wide flow of water. He backed up slightly so Minato could get under it too, and Minato stepped forward, coming in close, their chests almost touching. Akihiko just closed his eyes leisurely, leaning his head back and running his fingers through his closely cropped silver hair. Minato stared at his exposed throat lustfully, wanting to kiss and bite at it, but restraining himself.

Akihiko then slid his hands down the back of his neck, across his chest, down his waist, and then over his hips. Minato just watched breathlessly, but kept a cool, impassive expression on his face. "Mmm...I think I have sand inside my bathing suit," he bemoaned.

Minato licked his lips eagerly. "Better take them off and rinse it out," he suggested smoothly, managing to keep his voice sounding uninterested in the whole matter.

"Wouldn't that be rude of me?" Akihiko asked demurely, batting his eyelashes slightly.

Minato shrugged carelessly. "We're both guys," he said.

"I know," Akihiko breathed, and with that, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his Speedos and began to inch them down. Minato wouldn't allow himself to look, instead pretending to become very absorbed in looking up at the shower head. He felt Akihiko's knee graze his outer thigh as he lifted his leg to remove the garment completely, and he shuddered despite himself. Akihiko proceeded to grab the bar of soap, and lather up his completely exposed body.

"You know, I think I have sand in my suit too," Minato murmured. He reached down, grabbing onto the waistband of his trunks, and shimmied them down his hips. As he did, he let his eyes fall downward, letting loose a soft groan when he saw Akihiko's perfectly formed, partially engorged cock laying so temptingly on his thigh. He felt the blood surge to his groin, and his manhood began to rise and jut out from his body as he removed his trunks completely.

Akihiko cast a lingering glance downwards, and then lifted his eyes back up to look at Minato's slightly blushing face. He didn't say anything, only held out the soap for Minato to take. Minato accepted it and made a lather in his hands, then began washing his entire body. Akihiko unabashedly watched him work, and Minato began to breathe raggedly as he felt more and more turned on by the whole situation. One glance down at Akihiko's now fully erect member gave away the fact that he was clearly liking what he saw.

Minato trembled and hesitated, but then reached down and began to lather up his erection. Akihiko gave a little pleased sigh, and continued to watch with undivided attention as Minato slowly worked his hand over his own firm flesh. It became obvious that Minato wasn't just washing himself thoroughly, he was pleasuring himself. He closed his eyes and bit his lip as his hand began to pump faster.

Akihiko smiled leisurely, reaching out and taking the soap from Minato's other hand. Minato's eyes flew open at the touch, and he watched, enraptured, as Akihiko lathered up and stroked his own aching erection. Seeing that strong yet delicate hand wrapped so erotically around his member, Minato felt overwhelmed with pleasure, and gave a quiet, strangled cry as he suddenly exploded in ecstasy. It was the best orgasm he had ever experienced, and he swayed slightly on his feet as his essence pulsed out and ran down the drain.

Minato continued to stroke at himself slowly, almost absentmindedly as he watched Akihiko complete his own act of desire. His hand pumped faster and faster, and he narrowed his eyes at his blue haired friend as he reached the brink. With a triumphant sigh, he released powerfully, stepping in close at the last second so that he could come on Minato. Minato gave a broken groan of desire as he looked down on the ivory fluid pulsing out onto his lower abdomen, and felt the blood surge to his member anew.

Both boys just stood, breathing heavily as they recovered from their little burst of passion. Akihiko grinned devilishly as he caught sight of Minato's rehardened member. He held up the soap that was still in his left hand. "Want me to wash your back?" he purred, and Minato managed to stutter out some assent, turning his body slowly to face away.

Akihiko's nimble fingers were soon smoothing over his skin, rubbing soap all over his back. Minato murmured in pleasure, his head dropping forward slightly as his mouth fell open in desire. Being touched by his gorgeous friend was highly erotic - even more so as Akihiko's hands trailed downwards and lightly massaged his ass. "You like that?" Akihiko whispered when he heard Minato give a pleased groan.

"Y-yeah..." Minato murmured back, and he let out a soft cry as one of Akihiko's slender fingers rubbed at his entrance. "Oh...Akihiko..." he whispered, with a flushed face. Akihiko stepped in closer, kissing at the back of Minato's neck as he gently pushed the very tip of one finger inside. Minato moaned in need, reacting favorably to the unfamiliar sensation. Akihiko then laid the soap aside and reached around to the front, taking his friend's erection in his other hand and stroking it slowly as he pushed more of his finger in.

He nibbled Minato's earlobe as he eased his finger all the way inside and began stroking faster. Minato's legs felt like jelly as he rapidly succumbed to the erotic ministrations. "You like it?" Akihiko hissed in his ear. Minato gave an unintelligible groan in response, and Akihiko just smirked in pleasure. Minato felt like he was going to explode from the inside, his erection feeling more swollen than it ever had. His whole body was tingling from the thrill of being touched by the object of his desires, and he trembled terribly as he felt his orgasm spiraling up inside of him.

"Oh, shit...I'm gonna..." he managed to whine, and then he was there, exploding gloriously over his friend's clenched hand. Akihiko had to hold him up briefly as his body threatened to collapse from the overwhelmingly powerful pleasure. Then he withdrew his finger and his hold on him. Minato turned around slowly, facing him with a slightly embarrassed but highly pleased face. He tilted his chin upwards, and their lips met. Akihiko took him by the back of the head and slid his tongue into his mouth, kissing him aggressively and passionately. Minato just moaned softly into the kiss, happily pressing his body into Akihiko's.

Just then, a rattling at the shower door made them fly apart and scramble for their suits. "Yo! Aki-senpai! Minato! You guys in there?" Junpei's voiced queried. Both boys quickly redressed, and managed to pull themselves together. Akihiko made like he was washing his hair, as Minato stepped forward and opened the stall door.

Junpei raised an eyebrow. "In here together? That's kind of gay."

Minato managed to keep a nonchalant expression. "Whatever. We've got our suits on," he pointed out.

"Yeah, I guess." Junpei shrugged and stepped in. "Hey, pass me the soap. I gotta rinse this sand outta my butt crack."

Akihiko made a sour face and stepped clear of him. "Shower's all yours," he said smoothly, as he and Minato moved out.

"What, I'm not cool enough to shower with?" Junpei shouted at their backs as they rapidly retreated away from him. "Jerks," he muttered, slamming the wooden door after them.