Shower Relief

As he approached the door something evil occurred to him and Gohan smiled to himself. He put a hand on the door handle and slowly turned it. The shower curtain in there was transparent, and Trunks had barged in on him naked, after all. The door opened silently and Gohan popped his head in the bathroom, hoping Trunks wouldn’t see him yet.
The man didn’t seem him; his eyes were closed, his head raised up into the stream of water. He wasn’t washing himself. Trunks’ hand was down between his legs, his hardness, pumping it so hard Gohan was surprised it didn’t hurt.

Gohan fell out of the bathroom and pulled the door shut behind him as quietly as he could. He just sat on the floor for a minute, still looking at the mental image that had been left in his head.