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To YP, whose wonderful fic inspired me with the setting for this story.
"Oh yes, Kim... just like that!" Tommy rasped. He peered down to see Kim's exquisite face aglow with lust; her sexy, smoldering eyes raised to his even as his cock slid in and out of her fulsome lips. "God, I can't take much more of this... damn, you're an awesome cocksucker!"
All too soon, Tommy felt the come boiling in his balls, ready to explode. Kim's mouth fucked him relentlessly.
"Now!" With a shout that left his throat raw, Tommy closed his eyes, threw back his head, and shot spurt after spurt of hot jism down Kim's throat until he was drained dry.
He staggered back against the shower wall as his knees buckled. The cold tile snapped him out of his reverie. When he opened his eyes, his fantasy was gone. It hadn't been Kim's mouth he'd filled with his come but his own hand.
_Damn._ With that frustrated sigh, Tommy rinsed off his sticky hand then shut off the water. He exited the shower and reached for one of the green-and-white striped towels on the rack.
Kim sucking him off had been one of his favorite masturbatory fantasies since he'd come up to his uncle's cabin to think in the wake of losing the Green Ranger powers yet again.
_You know, you could be having the real thing right now if you hadn't come up here to sulk,_ Tommy chided himself bitterly as he forcefully scrubbed the towel over his dripping locks. Even more clearly than Kimberly's radiant, sexy face as she devoured his dick, he could see her quivering lower lip and her sweet brown orbs brimming with tears as she bravely bid him good-bye. Those eyes pleaded with the intensity that she had promised him she wouldn't voice: please don't go! But he had gone anyway.
He needed to deal with his power loss in his own way. This wasn't like the last time. There'd been energy left in the coin then; the candle hadn't siphoned it all off. There was still the faint hope that a way could be found to recharge it. Not so this time. The Power was completely gone; Zedd had drained every last drop. There'd be no recharge. Only six Power Coins had been forged, so there was no way he could be given any other powers --and he refused to take anyone else's.
He understood, and on some level accepted this; he was mainly waiting for his own hurting to stop so he could be strong enough to deal with his friends' pain. Jason still blamed himself for the candle --and now this. And Kimberly --sweet, loving Kim-- had cried the tears he couldn't. It'd take a little time, but he'd be back, for Kim's sake if no one else's.
Tommy padded out of the bathroom, still fussing with toweling off. He'd left his bathrobe in the bedroom; however, he was the only one at the secluded cabin, so what did it matter if he wanted to walk around in the nude? That was the perfect state to be in to think about Kimberly, anyway!
There'd been a couple of times that Tommy had considered inviting Kim up for a visit --although, he seriously doubted her mother would allow that. Although he hated to admit it, he was a little worried about how things stood between them. Ironically enough, his first power loss had brought them together (Power Trips notwithstanding, he hadn't worked up the nerve to be intimate with Kim until after he wasn't affected by the hyper-stimulated hormones); what he feared was that this second loss would drive them apart. It wasn't the emotional strain that worried him but the physical.
At the moment, the physical was really starting to get to him. The cabin was the perfect place for privacy. He imagined making love to her in every room in the little house. It was funny, but now that he wasn't under the influence of the hormone Trips, he found himself thinking of his and Kim's amorous activities as 'making love' and not 'fucking' or 'having sex.'
_Man, I wish Kim were here right now,_ he sighed, feeling new life stirring in his prick. He may not have been Power Tripping, but damn, he was horny! He'd lost track of the times he'd jerked off since he'd been up here. He was beginning to wonder if he was going to have to take matters into his own hands again when he heard a knock at the door. Completely astonished, he crossed the room to answer it --just barely remembering to wrap the towel around his hips as he turned the knob.
"Hello? I ... Trini?" he gulped. Even more surprising than finding the Yellow Ranger on his doorstep was the fact that she was spattered from head to toe with mud.
"Hi, Tommy," she said pleasantly enough, but it was obvious that she was ticked off. "Mind if I borrow your bathroom for a bit?"
"Sure; come on in. What happened?" he asked, ushering her in. He almost handed her the towel around his waist but instead hurried to get her a fresh one as she worked off her sodden shoes.
"Thanks," she murmured appreciatively, wiping the mire away. "My car is stuck in the ditch, and I fell while trying to get out."
Tommy led her down the hallway and flipped on the light for her. "Tell you what, while you're cleaning up, I'll throw on some clothes, and I'll give you a hand with the car."
"All right, but there's no need to get dressed on my account," Trini said coyly as she shut the door behind her, leaving Tommy standing outside the bathroom completely thunderstruck
_Is it my imagination, or was Trini trying to flirt with me?_ he wondered. For that matter, what was Trini doing up here? His uncle really liked his privacy, so the cabin was rather out of the way --not exactly something you'd come across while out for a drive.
He was still pondering those questions --still wearing only a towel-- when Trini emerged from the bathroom. The first thing Tommy noticed was that her yellow-gold tee was wet where she had washed the mud away. The cabin was air-conditioned (Uncle John also liked all the comforts of home!), so the cool air had her nipples visibly erect. Tommy felt his pulse jump.
"That's much better," Trini sighed as she preceded Tommy down the hallway back to the living room. She was wearing a pair of black bike shorts that hugged her trim bottom very nicely, and this time, Tommy's pulse wasn't the only thing to jump.
_Stop it! For pity's sake, you're not on a hormone Trip!_ he scolded himself; still, he found himself trying to remember the last time he and Trini had been together. It had been a three-way with Kim .... the two of them had tried to keep to each other as much as possible in an effort to find something special just for themselves. They'd get together with the others as a couple, but that wasn't always feasible, and eventually they had given up trying.
"So... um... what brings you up here?" he asked, leaning across the back of the recliner; Trini had taken a seat on the couch. He didn't dare sit down; watching Trini's cute behind had him hard again. Pathetic! He really should go put some clothes on.
"Kim asked me to come see you," Trini answered.
_Kim? Why would Kim send Trini and not come herself?_ A million thoughts flashed through Tommy's mind, the foremost being the fear that Kim had sent Trini to tell him it was over between them.
His misgivings must have shown in his face because Trini laughed gently and said, "It's all right, Tommy; Kim asked me to come because she can't. She's sick."
"Sick?" Relief flooded through him, but concern quickly replaced it. "What's wrong? Is she okay? She hasn't been holding out again, has she?"
When they were trying to establish their couplehood, Kim had refused to have sex with any of the others, which hadn't been a problem until Tommy had to go out of town for a few weeks when his grandmother was in the hospital. Kim had become seriously ill because she hadn't gone to any of the others to relieve the hormonal overload.
"No; it's the stomach flu," Trini assured him. "There's a nasty bug going around school, that's all."
"Poor Kim," Tommy commiserated; Kim really hated being sick.
Trini winced. "She's got it pretty bad. When I saw her earlier today, she looked really awful."
Tommy waited for Trini to continue; however, before speaking, she grimaced and started working a kink out of her back --probably one she had gotten when she fell. His knees almost gave out as she arched her back, thrusting her petite mounds forward. She hadn't worn a bra, and he couldn't recall seeing any panty lines as he had followed her down the hall. He swallowed hard.
_She's Kim's best friend and wouldn't even think of betraying Kim - even if you would,_ Tommy reminded himself. _Besides, since you're not a Ranger anymore, she probably isn't even interested. Sheez, show a little self-restraint, man!_
"Kim's really worried about you," Trini said at last. "Not so much because of your power loss but because of your hormones."
"Huh?" he gaped, stunned once again.
"She figures you should be hitting your last spike about now."
"Last spike? I don't get it," he muttered, uncomprehending.
"She told me you'd probably forget what it was like after your first power loss," Trini said gently. "Last time, you mentioned feeling exceptionally aroused but not uncontrollably so --not 'Tripping' horny. Of course, the two of you took care of that....
"Your powers and the magnifying influence of the Morphin' Grid may be gone, but the extra hormones are still there. Enhanced or not, they're still yours and still need to be relieved. It's just that once they're returned to normal levels they won't go back up above the norm for a teenage male."
Trini's explanation made perfect sense, but Tommy was still a little shell-shocked.
"Tommy, are you experiencing a spike?" Trini asked outright.
"No," he claimed automatically.
She regarded him dubiously and got to her feet. Before he could stop her, Trini grabbed hold of his towel and yanked.
"Trini!" he protested, embarrassed at standing there in front of her, butt-naked with a major hard-on.
Trini blushed, too. "I'm sorry, Tommy. I-I shouldn't have done that," she apologized, returning his towel to him. "I forgot that the freedom with our persons that applied to us as Rangers doesn't apply to civilians."
"What do you mean?"
"If you were Jason or Zack or Billy --or even if you still had your powers-- I'd have had that towel off of you and your cock in my mouth as soon as you shut the front door," Trini confessed, her words startling Tommy. It always caught him off guard when she talked so bluntly. "But you're not and you don't, and I can't force you to do anything you don't want to. Kim asked me to come up here and help you, but if you don't want my help, I can't make you accept it."
"Why do you even want to help me out?" he asked suddenly.
"Excuse me?"
"Why would you still want to have sex with me?"
"Why wouldn't I? For one thing, you're my friend...."
"Yeah, but without the Powers...."
"Tommy, the Powers have nothing to do with whether or not we find a person attractive. Green Ranger or not, I'd still want to fuck you --as long as Kim approves. You're a gorgeous hunk of man --one I just so happen to know is incredibly built and an awesome lover."
Tommy blushed. "Kim really asked you to come have sex with me?" Trini nodded.
"Would you like to call her and confirm?" She held out her communicator.
Tommy declined with a shake of his head. He knew Trini. She wouldn't make up something like that, and she certainly wouldn't do anything behind Kim's back. Her offer was really tempting. Masturbating wasn't satisfying him, and his dick fairly danced at the thought of a good fuck. If it was all right with Kim, he'd be a fool to refuse.
Trini could sense his capitulation; as she drew closer, she stripped her t-shirt off, baring her dusky breasts with their hard, chocolate-colored centers to his avid gaze. She slid a hand up his chest and let the other drop to his erection. He moaned in pure bliss as her fingers wrapped themselves around his feverish flesh.
"Please," he hissed, desperate for her touch.
Without a word, Trini sank to her knees, her fingers igniting fires in his body wherever they touched as she made her way down until her face was level with his groin. He held his breath as she steadied his pulsing rod. Then, with a skill that rivaled Kim's, Trini took his length deep into the back of her throat.
"Oh, God!" he groaned, grabbing onto the recliner for support as his former teammate began working his dick in and out of her mouth. His free hand dropped to the back of Trini's head, holding her still as his hips began thrusting into her wet orifice. However, the blowjob had completely undermined Tommy's restraint. With a need as strong as if he had been under the Morphin' Grid's influence, Tommy wanted to fuck Trini. She seemed to understand this, for she made no protest when he tugged her mouth away and pulled her to her feet. Seconds later, Tommy yanked her shorts down and bent her over the arm of the recliner, grinding his hips into her ass, making his intentions known.
"I'm ready for you," she promised huskily. "Feel my pussy; it's all wet and hungry. All I could think about while we sat and talked was what it was going to feel like to have that gorgeous cock of yours fucking me." She reached between her legs and guided his tip into position.
With an almost feral growl, Tommy slammed his hips forward; Trini was indeed wet, loose and ready. He was buried to the balls in her hot cunt in one swift stroke.
"Uuuhhhnn!" she rumbled as gutturally as he moaned. "It's been forever since one of you guys has taken me hard."
"You want it hard?"
"As hard as you can give it to me!"
"How's this?" Tommy thrust his hips forward again, driving his dick into her deepest recesses with a force that had Trini rising up on her toes.
"Yes!" she cried out.
In a fury of unbridled lust, Tommy's prick plundered her depths mercilessly, his hips slapping her ass sharply. His frenzied pistoning almost had Trini toppling over the chair arm. For her part, the normally serene Yellow Ranger rammed her bottom into her former teammate's groin in a wanton display of desire.
Their grunts, gasps and groans mingled together in a passionate harmony to the primal rhythm of their bodies. With a snarl, Tommy increased his pace, thrusting harder and deeper, feeling the boiling in his balls that signaled his imminent eruption. Trini wet her fingers and reached between her legs to furiously stroke her clit in time with the pounding of Tommy's body against her cheeks.
With toe-curling force, the orgasmic fire consumed Tommy, and he spewed his load into his partner's sex with a moan that rumbled up from the depths of his well-muscled chest. Trini climaxed moments later, screaming wildly with joy as her walls clamped down on Tommy's spasming rod. She continued grinding her pussy against him until her supporting arms gave out. She collapsed, drained, with an equally spent Tommy crushing her beneath him.
"Oh my, that was powerful," Trini sighed contentedly as Tommy guided them both to the floor, relieving her of his weight.
"Uh huh," Tommy gulped, satisfied but hardly satiated. His semi-hard cock pulsed against Trini's thigh with new life.
"Now, not only am I still dirty, I'm sticky and sweaty, too," Trini observed, her gaze smoldering and her smile inviting.
"You're always welcome to use the shower," Tommy offered gallantly, but his accompanying grin was anything but chivalrous.
"As long as someone helps me wash my back!"
Tommy eagerly pulled Trini to her feet, and the two scampered down the hall to the bathroom. In a matter of minutes, the bathroom was filled with steam from the pleasantly hot water, and the two luxuriated under the warm spray. Hands glided over wet, glistening bodies at a much more leisurely pace, rubbing away Trini's grime and the traces of their wanton fuck while exciting their passions anew.
"You've missed a few spots," Trini complained playfully.
"Show me where, and I'll fix that right up," he assured her. Her hands skimmed across her chest, cupping her petite mounds and teasing her pert nipples. Taking his cue, Tommy lowered his mouth to a quivering breast.
"Mm... nice...." Trini purred contently as Tommy's tongue lavishly caressed a straining bud. His other hand fondled her unattended breast, the small globe fitting charmingly in his palm. He massaged it with the same care his mouth bestowed upon the swell it occupied. Tommy feasted on her uplifted breasts until Trini was gasping with delight.
"That's not all," she reminded him chidingly, her hands pulling his head away and urging him lower. Tommy eagerly licked his way down her taut abdomen to the curls at the apex of her thighs. Trini braced herself against the shower wall as Tommy's tongue slowly slid across her pouting folds, cleaning her most thoroughly. Tommy peered up to catch a glimpse of her face glowing with her rising excitement. His tongue delved deeper, hardening, penetrating her sex, and he could taste the faint traces of their combined juices within her.
"Ooh, Tommy!" Trini moaned, her hands catching the back of his head, forcing him deeper between her legs. Her hips bucked against his face as his tongue hit her everywhere but where she really wanted it!
When Tommy thought Trini had had enough, he swirled his tongue around the stiff kernel of her clit; with the fever pitch her body already simmered at, she practically came at first contact --but not quite. Tommy worked the swollen nub gently with his tongue, then wrapped his lips around it, sucking delicately. Trini squealed --a noise reminiscent of the ones he could elicit from Kim. Her hips thrust forward greedily, demanding satisfaction. He returned to the broad strokes of his tongue, but he slipped one, then two fingers into her quivering cavern. In short order, Trini was filling his mouth with her spunky come.
By this time, he was back to full stand. He hopped up, lifting Trini easily and holding her against the shower wall as he thrust his tongue into her hot mouth. Almost automatically she wrapped her legs around his waist.
"Hold tight," he whispered against her mouth. Then, taking her haunches into his hands, he positioned her so that when he rocked his hips forward, his cock slid into her still-steaming pussy.
"Oh!" she yelped, eyes wide with surprise, yet she readily settled herself on his throbbing organ.
"I guess Kim hadn't gotten around to telling you about that move yet," Tommy said with a leer.
"All I know is that she raves about your shower fucks," Trini gasped as Tommy's hips slammed into her, forcing him even deeper into her cunt.
"Ask her to tell you about me taking her up the ass while she gets off on the shower massager," he suggested wickedly.
"Oh, now that sounds interesting!"
The two were soon moving with a steady, rocking rhythm; however, the cabin's water heater picked that moment to run out of hot water. With a shriek of surprise, the two abandoned the shower stall.
"Why don't we finish this in the bedroom," Tommy recommended, scooping Trini into his arms. She flung her arms around his neck and hung on for dear life.
Tommy quickly laid Trini out on the oversized bed and covered her, sliding his eager cock between her legs. Trini just as eagerly met his thrust, and the two finished what they had started under the warm spray. This time, the Yellow Ranger came first (in spite of it being her third time), arching her body into his and clinging tightly as her orgasm rippled through her. The former Green Ranger continued to piston her until at last he shot another load into her welcoming, tight recesses.
With tired sighs, the two fell back on the bed. The cool air soon had their wet, naked flesh covered with goose bumps, and Tommy pulled up the comforter and wrapped it around them both.
"Thanks, Tommy," Trini murmured, snuggling closer to get warmed.
"No, thank you. I guess I was needing that more than I thought," Tommy said.
"I'm glad I could help."
Tommy regarded her thoughtfully for a moment, then asked, "What would you have done had I refused?"
"I'd have gone back to Kimberly, and she would have teleported up here to do you herself --which probably wouldn't have been a pretty sight, all things considered."
He had to agree. "One other thing. You know how reluctant we both were to have sex with any of the rest of you if we weren't together, so I was wondering why she sent you. I know you're her best friend and all, but I'd have thought she wouldn't have wanted to send another girl --y'know?"
"Well, I have a small confession to make; when Kim told me about the problem and her solution to it, I all but begged for her to let me be the one," Trini admitted with a sheepish grin.
"Trini!"
"What can I say? I really wanted another crack at you; Kim's been telling me how much better a lover you've become lately. However, personal lust aside, I was the logical choice. Kim was in no shape to come; she had thought about Jason, but she wasn't sure if you'd have responded to him sexually."
That hadn't occurred to Tommy. Would he still want to fuck the other guys without the hormones driving him? The more he thought about it, the more he thought he might. After all, Jason was a pretty incredible lover.
"The other reason Jason wouldn't have worked is that while he probably could have talked you into having sex with him, he wouldn't have been able to leave here without trying to convince you to come home with him. He wouldn't have been able to accept that you'll be home in due time --when you're ready."
Tommy hung his head guiltily at that, and Trini put a comforting hand on his cheek.
"When you get home, we'll all be there for you, ready to welcome you back with open arms," she assured him, "and you will be back, won't you?"
"Just try and keep me away! Thanks for understanding," he murmured, giving her a hug, "and thank Kim for understanding, too."
"That's what friends are for."