End
Andros nearly knocked himself to the floor when he collided with Adelle.
"Whoa, there. What's the rush?" the Surf Shop owner asked in a reprimanding tone.
"Sorry," the Red Ranger apologized. He tried to keep his eyes off of her as he resumed his path for the door.
It didn't work.
She caught his eye and he felt his arousal rise even further as he drank in her mature femininity. Full breasts and round hips, fiery eyes, beautiful dark skin --almost black as space. Before he realized he had done it, his mind reached out the gentlest of telekinetic waves to caress her smooth cheek, his Kerovan sense giving him a detailed picture of the surface of her lips before Andros caught himself.
If Adelle perceived the touch at all, she thought there was a gust in the air conditioning. Andros' face flamed brighter than his shirt at his indiscretion. Bad enough he had used his telekinesis to feel up Ashley as she leaned over the pool table (the sight of her sweet, full bottom pressed against her tight pants had proved irresistible) but Adelle was practically a stranger.
What was going on? His body was riding roughshod over his mind. He needed to be alone and restore his balance. Tearing his eyes away from her he apologized again as he turned and bolted from the room.
"Kids today," Adelle shook her head. "Rush, rush, rush."
Andros ran towards the park. Unfortunately, it was a glorious day and the place was packed. He considered teleporting back to the AstroMegaShip, but sooner or later (probably sooner) the Earthers would return; he needed solitude. This was the most powerful rutting urge he had felt in years. Even the one after the battle that felled the Silver Ranger paled in comparison to this.
By coincidence or luck, he turned into a quiet garden away from the heavily trafficked areas of the park. It seemed to be deserted. Leaning against the post of an open, unwalled structure with a curved roof, he stopped to catch his breath.
He couldn't believe he had actually used his TK to goose Ashley! What was he thinking? She was an alien from a little backwater world at the unfashionable western end of the galaxy. And even if he did find her slim waist and perfect, heart-shaped backside delectable, he didn't know her well enough to be so forward as to touch her body with his mind unasked.
He walked towards an open patch of grass by the small pond and willed his erection to dissipate.
It didn't work.
He stood, feet shoulder-width apart, and began the first kata to quiet his mind and tame his body. He lost his place halfway through.
"What's wrong with me!" he exclaimed, striking his fist to the ground below him in frustration.
"At a guess, you're experiencing a major hormone rush," a light tenor voice spoke from beneath a large tree.
"Who?" Andros spun, angry that he had been so preoccupied that he didn't notice someone else was present; apparently his distraction was much more profound than he realized.
A young, soft-featured man rose from beneath the tree and stepped out into the light. His long, wavy black hair was covered by a patterned square of cloth. "I don't think we've met. I'm Adam, a friend of Carlos'." He extended his hand. "You're," he paused, casting through his memory --Alec, Andre, Andrew-- "is it Andruss?"
"Andros," he replied, standing up.
"The Red Ranger," Adam said, dropping his hand when it became apparent Andros either didn't know the greeting or wasn't responding.
"How did you..." Andros began.
"When I saw you all last week with Carlos I worked out the new color assignments. You were the only one I didn't know from the power transfer. I was Carlos' predecessor on the local team. Your powers are drawn directly from the Morphin' Grid, aren't they?"
"Essentially, yes."
"Carlos said you've been the Red Ranger for some time."
Andros nodded.
"You've never hit a spike before?"
"What is a 'spike'?" Andros asked, trying to focus as he absently undressed the lithe young man with his eyes.
"It's what we called a sudden burst of hormones that hit all at once. Usually they'd build up over time and eventually we'd want to relieve the pressure, but every now and again, someone'd get hit all at once and need to have sexual release right away. When I joined the team, they had been calling them spikes for a while."
"Interesting term," Andros commented, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples, fighting to clear his mind. This Terran had a gentle, open quality about him that made him remarkably attractive. "I recognized the effect, but this is more intense than it's been before."
"You haven't known the others very long, have you? That must make it tough to approach them."
That wasn't the reason, but Andros said nothing, torn between wanting to flee and deal with this hormone surge himself as he had before, and ripping the former Ranger's clothes off then and there.
"I realize you don't know me from Adam..."
"I thought that was your name."
The former Black Ranger winced, "Sorry, it's an old Earth expression." Adam stepped closer to the latest Red Ranger and continued, "What I mean is: I realize you don't know me at all, but I've been exactly where you are right now. Things have been moving so fast since Zordon was kidnapped, I'm sure a spike is the last thing you need to deal with. We have a saying here: Once a Ranger, always a Ranger. I'm willing to help you -- that is if you'd be more comfortable with someone who's been there, rather than trying to explain this to your new teammates while you're in the thick of it."
It was the eyes that finally overcame Andros; deep hekrasa nut brown and shining the way Zhane's used to. His body did an end run around his mind and he grasped the former Ranger in a passionate kiss.
The contact ignited Adam's veins. Whatever residual Morphin' energy remained in his system burned as the spiking Red Ranger kissed him. The 'after shocks' the team had experienced had dulled his memory of what someone on a full-blown 'trip' was like. The contact was electric. Even his tryst with Carlos had lacked the urgent fire burning inside this Ranger.
The resistance Andros felt about accepting the Earther's offer melted as their lips met. He hated to admit it, but this 'spike' was too much for him to handle alone. His hands roamed across the ex-Ranger's body, thin and smooth.
Adam pried himself away from the Red Ranger gasping, "Maybe someplace a little more private?"
With great effort, Andros backed away. He would have been happy to continue there on the grass, just as he and Zhane used to after a morning of sparring, but this was hardly as secluded as their old training grounds had been and he was still deciphering the customs and mores of this odd world. That the young man had offered himself so unreservedly surprised Andros; as far as he had been able to determine from his observations and short conversations with Carlos and TJ, such pairings were widely frowned upon. "Someplace close, I hope."
"Just a few minutes away," Adam responded, herding the Kerovan before him, back towards the entrance of Mr. Ko's garden.
He bundled the Red Ranger into the front seat of his car and dashed over to the public phone at the end of the parking lot.
Dialing the familiar number, he breathed a sigh of relief when he got a person, not the answering machine. "Hey, Rocky. I think I may need some back up. It looks like the new group is hitting the spikes already..."
Andros was slightly clearer about what was happening by the time they reached Adam's deserted house. He was able to stay focused on the conversation intermittently as Adam explained in general terms how the Terran Rangers had learned to cope with the hormonal side effects of morphing. He at once admired their ingenuity and adaptability and pitied them for having to work so hard at concealing their liaisons.
Physical intimacy was not something Andros approached lightly, but all of the complex social constructions surrounding such a fundamental biological drive --it was amazing Terrans managed to procreate at all.
Deferring to his host until they were inside, Andros finally asked, "This is private enough?"
"Yeah, my parents are in Stone Canyon for the day..."
Andros pulled the young man to him and stifled the words with a deep kiss.
Adam smiled as he recognized the driving need in the other Ranger. He slipped his arms up inside the Kerovan's open shirt and rolled it back over his shoulders. Then he pulled the loose red tank top free, running his hands along the smooth skin beneath.
Andros pulled the bandanna covering Adam's head aside, letting his fingers play through the stiff, black hair. The texture was new and fascinating to him. He removed his hands when Adam pulled the red tank top up between them, revealing Andros' smooth torso.
Adam licked his lips as he gazed at the Red Ranger. He was defined but not extremely cut or overly built up. The size of his nipples surprised Adam; engorged from their foreplay, the tips rose pointedly away from the areola. "What is it about Red Rangers?" he asked, "All your chests are so smooth."
Andros placed his hands onto the side of Adam's head and guided his mouth to the throbbing nib of his pectoral. As Adam's mouth surrounded him in wet warmth, Andros replied, "I had a little hair when I received my Morpher, but it was singed off years ago. A few good hits with an energy weapon and it doesn't grow back... Ahh!"
The Terran knew what he was doing; having an actual mouth against him again was spectacular. The sensation was utterly out of his control --not self-induced, not preprogrammed. Andros wanted more.
"Harder, please," he entreated, struggling to remove Adam's shirt.
Adam grinned up at his companion. "I don't want to hurt you."
"You said you knew what this 'spike' felt like," Andros replied, gripping the sides of Adam's head again as the shirt fell away. "If it's too much, I'll tell you."
Adam obliged by biting onto the Astro Ranger's nipple. He used his thumb and forefinger on the other and allowed his free hand to roam across Andros' crotch. He was relieved to discover that of the four Red Rangers he knew, Andros felt the most average; Adam's appetite for large cocks had diminished somewhat since he had disconnected from the Grid. He felt Andros' manhood jump as he took a larger mouthful of the Red Ranger's pec and ground his teeth in deeper.
Andros moaned in pleasure and exclaimed, "If only you were Liscepian..."
"Who's that?" Adam asked, running his tongue across Andros' chest. His nose bumped the pendant around the Red Ranger's neck, starting it swinging.
"They're a race from the far spiral of the galaxy; two heads spaced exactly wide enough apart to work both sides at the same time." The doorbell chimed and Andros nearly fell over the end table when he jumped back into a defensive stance at the unfamiliar sound.
"Damn, the one time in his life he's early," Adam swore.
"What was that?" Andros demanded, looking around as if expecting an attack.
"Relax. It's a friend at the door. I called another ex-Ranger before we left the park. I figured if you were spiking strongly, I might not be able to get you through on my own," Adam explained. "Of course, I also thought it would take him a lot longer to get here and I'd have a chance to ask you about it first."
Andros' habitual mistrust of everyone he encountered was crushed down by a fresh surge of hormones flooding his body. He dropped his guard, embarrassed by his reaction. "You mean you've had sex with more than one partner at once?"
"Sometimes," Adam smiled. "Usually special occasions or really heavy spikes."
Andros was amazed; he had taken Earthers as being limited in many respects, including their sexual imagination. His opinion was a rapidly changing.
"If you'd rather not meet him, go on upstairs to my room and I'll get rid of him..."
"No," Andros said, his body throbbing at the prospect of adding another experienced player to the game. "I'm... touched that you're all so eager and willing to help. Is it a Terran trait?"
"A Ranger trait at least. Give me a sec," Adam said, going over to the door. Opening it, he saw Rocky standing next to Jason.
"I see you already started," Jason jibed.
Adam's old ninja pal said, "Please say it's la chica caliente with the hair and the nails."
"Yeah, I wasn't expecting you for a while and no, it's the red one."
"AJ?" inquired Rocky.
"TJ, and he's Blue now. This Red's name is Andros."
"Sorry, I've been gone a while."
"You hurried right over though," Adam noted, smirking.
"Hey, man; spikes are brutal the first few times," Jason interjected.
"Right," Rocky concurred. "That's why I called everyone who's in town. Jason was the only one around."
"All right, come on in, but go easy, this guy's from another planet --literally."
Andros was in a haze. His groin felt like it was afire. He moistened his lips as two more young men entered the room. They were both fine-looking contrasts to Adam, one tall and lean, the other broad and solid. The hormonal tide rose quickly throughout the room.
"Wow! He's got it bad," Rocky observed, feeling the sympathy well within him. He had been hoping for the chance to meet Ashley ever since Tanya had pointed her out in the mall, but any disappointment he felt melted in the blaze of raw sexual fire emanating from Andros. "I'm Rocky; this is Jason."
"And we're at your disposal," Jason continued, feeling his cock drawn to attention as he looked at the trim young man with the two-tone hair. The ponytail evoked fond memories of Tommy.
Glaring at the three of them, Andros' reserve collapsed. He sensed that the trio shared the experience of this rutting urge with him. It was a sufficient bond to overcome his final reluctance.
Adam began, "Maybe we should..."
"Talk later," Andros interrupted, striding across the room and seizing the dark-haired man, "Sex now." So saying, he kissed Adam fiercely.
"Adrenaline and testosterone," Jason sighed. "I remember that."
"Shall we wait here for our turn, or go grab a bite?" Rocky asked lightly, looking at Jason.
"You want to bite? Bite here." Andros reached back and pulled Rocky's face towards his chest.
Jason pulled off his shirt and stepped up behind Andros. Letting his hands slide across the young Kerovan's firm stomach, he nuzzled and licked the back of Andros' neck and shoulders, feeling the soft ponytail brush his face, while Rocky and Adam devoured his nipples.
Andros reached back and felt the former Red Ranger's stiff hair, less wiry than Adam's, but still so very different to his touch. Twisting his head around, he drew the burley youth into a sidelong kiss. His body floated in a sea of warm mouths.
Aware that the front of the house contained a myriad of windows, Adam began to move the group towards his room. They left a trail of clothing as they passed up the stairs.
Rocky reached Adam's bedroom last, hopping as he fought to remove his left sock. Finally free, he let it drop just outside the door of Adam's bedroom. "Stupid thing... Whoa!" He stopped short at the sight of Jason leaning Andros back onto the bed as Adam dug underneath for a familiar box. "The collar and the cuffs match."
"Rocky!" Adam exclaimed, pulling his 'toy chest' out from its hiding spot.
"Sue me; I figured it was a dye job," he replied, looking intently at the pattern of blond and black hair surrounding Andros' cock and balls like a sunburst. "Like that time Kim colored her bush pink..."
"And made us do it too. Yeah, that was fun."
"Fun for you. You're already black and you didn't have to shower after gym with bright red pubes."
"Gentleman, could we reminisce later? Focus please; spike in progress," Jason called. Andros was now on top of him, writhing, rubbing and kissing his body.
Adam sat on the bed beside them and ran his hand along Andros' back. He said, "I'm guessing that you've fooled around with guys before. Is there anything in particular you'd like to do?"
"Everything," Andros growled. He straddled Jason, continuing to caress the original Red Ranger's body with his legs as he licked Adam's chest. "I want all of you. I want to feel you against me, surrounding me, in me. I want..." Andros cut himself off as he swallowed Adam's cock to the root.
Adam gasped in response. Andros' mouth was frictionless; Adam thought for a moment that the active Ranger would swallow his balls too. As a cocksucker, the Kerovan was definitely in Kim's class. Jason slid down the bed between Andros' legs.
"Show off," he cracked, taking the Kerovan's pulsing manhood in a single gulp as well.
"Just as well no one else was home," Rocky commented, picking up the lube from the toy chest and positioning himself behind Andros. "This works out quite nicely." Straddling Jason, facing Adam, Rocky slicked up his cock and eased against Andros' ass. As he expected, he slid in without resistance.
Andros thought he would burst. This was no Simudeck fantasy or a self-deluding mind trick; he had three attractive flesh-and-blood people assailing his body with pleasure. He practically wanted to weep with ecstasy. Adam and Rocky were somewhat smaller than Zhane and their cocks had no fold of protective skin; not that he cared. The Terran Rangers were every bit as responsive as the Silver Ranger had ever been.
Abruptly, Andros was aware that these men did have a history together, as he felt Adam lean forward and kiss Rocky. The two of them synched up their movements so that as Rocky withdrew, Adam pressed deeper. Even sharing with each other, he felt their mutual focus on him.
Orgasmic constriction ripped through him when the pair began thrusting in together. Filled at both ends, the relentless suction on his cock quickly drove him past the point of no return.
Jason pulled his fellow Red Ranger deep down into his throat as he felt the climax break. He barely managed to keep swallowing as come poured from Andros.
The three Terrans eased away as Andros' orgasm subsided. They knew from long experience that that one was only the first of several climaxes for a Ranger on a 'trip.' Not being plugged into the Grid any longer, they needed to pace themselves.
Andros would have none of it. "Please," he cried, rolling onto his back. "Don't stop now!"
"Quicker turnaround than you, Adam," Rocky observed. "At least while he's spiking."
"Andros, are you sure? You've got to be..." Adam inhaled sharply as the Red Ranger swallowed his cock again.
"I have got to remember that trick to quiet him down," Rocky joked, lifting Andros' legs.
"Ngghhh... Like you didn't already know it," Adam managed to get out, as he regained his balance straddling Andros' face.
"Second verse; the same as the first," Jason chirped, taking Andros back into his mouth. His cock had become less tumescent, but was reviving quickly. Jason slowed slightly as he heard Andros grunting, but quickened again as the alien Ranger began thrusting at him.
Jason was impressed. Immediately after coming he was always incredibly sensitive; rapid repeating like this was practically painful in its intensity. After a few moments, Jason had the oddest sensation that Andros was using his hands to guide his head, but looking up he saw clearly that Andros was grasping Adam's backside with both arms, pulling the former Black Ranger deeper into his throat.
Abruptly, Adam groaned in a familiar way; Jason increased his pace as his Asian comrade crested into orgasm. Andros shot again in response, his whole body shuddering as the second climax raced through him.
Everyone backed away from Andros in the wake of that round; the three Terrans sensed a light nudge pushing them aside. Rocky let out a low groan as he backed away, sweat covering his brow.
"What's wrong, Rocky?" Jason asked.
"Nothing," Rocky said through clenched teeth as he stood beside the bed. "I was just really close there. It's fine."
Andros sat up and regarded the young man before him. "I'm sorry; I've been on my own for so long. I forgot for a moment you were real..." He closed his eyes and raised his hand towards the fellow Red Ranger.
"Nothing I can't take care of myself," Rocky cracked. "I know spikes can make you..." His voice trailed off and his eyes popped open wide as he was seized by the feeling of penetrating someone again. Wave after wave of sensation rolled down his cock from no visible source. Then, all at once, something stroked up through his cock from the inside. His cry was at the exact midpoint between agony and ecstasy as he shot copiously all over Andros. Jason leapt up and caught him as his knees buckled.
"Andros, what did you..." Adam began, shaken out of his post-orgasmic stupor.
"I'm sorry," Andros exclaimed, opening his eyes. "That shouldn't have hurt..."
"Rocky..." Jason asked, easing his successor onto the bed.
"Fucking wild!" Rocky said, eyes half closed, head lolling to one side. He groped back and yanked Andros into a sloppy kiss. "Just out of curiosity, what the fuck was that?"
"I used telekinesis to directly stimulate your nerves. I thought it would be pleasurable; I didn't mean to hurt you..."
"Hurt! If that's hurting, beat me baby, beat me!" Rocky cried, falling lengthwise across the bed beside Andros. "I think maybe I'll rest for a bit now." He curled up, rolling off the bed and landing on the floor amid the pile of Adam's blanket and spread.
The three remaining Rangers peered over the end of the bed at him.
"Is he all right?" Andros ventured.
Seeing his old buddy curled up and breathing evenly with a smile on his face, Adam replied, "He's fine. He likes a little nap after coming that hard. How are you doing?"
"I'm..." Andros thought for a moment before responding. "Still quite aroused. Better, but still very much ready for more."
"Then name your poison," Jason quipped, pulling the elastic band that held his companion's ponytail in place free.
"Why would you want poison now?" Andros asked, grasping Jason's arm.
"It's another colloquialism," Adam clarified shooting Jason a look. "It means: what would you like to do now?"
"To be inside you," he said, kissing Jason's forearm.
"That'll work," Jason smiled. "Above? Below? How do you prefer?"
Andros' reply was to guide Jason down onto the bed. Resting on his back, Jason groped for the container of lubricant. Squeezing out a healthy handful, he sniffed deeply as he rubbed the gel onto Andros. "Coconut? You had some of the coconut left?"
"I think you were the only one who ever liked that flavor, Jason. Yeah, it's my last bottle of Cranston's Inimitable Homemade Personal Lubricant."
"It should be put to good use then," Andros said, raising Jason's legs to his shoulders. Jason relaxed and spread himself wide for Andros in his favorite position. The Kerovan's long hair cascaded around his shoulders, dangling alongside his locket, as he leaned over the top of the broad-shouldered young man. This Terran's ass is even sweeter than his mouth, Andros thought.
"Red Ranger doing a Red Ranger Red Ranger style," Adam observed, "I like it."
"Good. Let's continue to improve it." Andros held the lube bottle up telekinetically before Adam, his intention plain. Andros rolled Jason's legs further back as he raised his own ass higher to allow Adam access.
Snatching the bottle from the air, Adam stopped to kiss Andros as the alien Ranger pumped into Jason. Then he slicked up and clambered behind Andros. The Astro Ranger certainly required none of the coaxing and guidance Carlos had. It was an odd sensation, playing around with a virtual stranger who was so intensely saturated with hormones, and so experienced. Adam was having a grand time.
He entered Andros' loosened hole with ease. The trio settled into an easily matched rhythm; Andros fucking Jason as Adam plowed him from behind. Bit by bit, the group migrated up the length of the bed until Jason had to place his hands against the headboard to keep from having his head shoved forcefully against it. Bringing his legs up higher, he braced his feet against the wall above him and flexed back against the combined thrusting of the two smaller men.
With their forward motion curtailed, Adam reached around to play with Andros' nipples. He tried to position himself at the point where Andros would be fully impaled on his cock when hitting maximum withdrawal from Jason.
"Oh, yes!" Andros hissed, bouncing between the two Terran Rangers. Jason was milking his cock with remarkable aplomb as Adam hit deep within him. His need for release peaked and Andros pulled both Rangers towards him with his mind, coming deep inside Jason while Adam tried to fuse his body to Andros' back.
Unable to maintain his telekinetic grip as he shot, they all rolled apart. Andros barely paused for breath before turning to Jason and running his tongue along the length of the burly man's swollen cock.
"Whoa," Jason said, gently pushing Andros aside. "Thanks for the thought, but I'll pass on that."
"But you haven't climaxed yet; have you?"
"No, I'm seeing someone; it's getting kind of serious. I came over to 'lend a hand' if needed, but I wanted to keep it to things I can't do with her."
"Awesome, Jase," Adam exclaimed. "Things are getting serious?"
"A little," he replied, "We'll see how it goes from here. She's made it pretty clear lately that the two of us having sex is a really major step to her. I think I need to make an effort to treat it the same way."
"And you let me...? You didn't even know who I was when you came over here," Andros puzzled.
"Once a Ranger, always a Ranger. Adam said he needed help handling someone on a spike. I trust his judgment. I was glad you're one of the guys; holding to my limits with a woman would have been tougher, but if there's a Ranger who needs me, I'm there."
"I don't know what to say."
"I do." Jason pulled Andros to him and kissed him. "Thanks. That was fun and I haven't had the chance to do anything like it for a while. You feeling better now?"
"Yes," Andros replied, adding, "Thank you."
"Then our job here is done," he said standing up. "Come on, Adam; let's wake sleeping beauty and the two of us'll clear out. You can handle things from here?"
"I'll manage," he replied, standing beside Jason. They kissed deeply for a moment and then hugged tightly. "Don't be a stranger, okay?"
"Definitely."
With a little prodding, Rocky awoke. Before Jason led him out, he kissed Andros, whispering, "That was intense. I'm in the book if you ever need help with another spike."
As the door to the bedroom closed, Andros asked, "What book was he referring to?"
"The telephone directory." Seeing from Andros' expression that the additional information did nothing to clarify the meaning, Adam changed the subject. "The spike is about played out?"
"More or less." Andros was still very turned on, but the burning need had subsided. He looked carefully at Adam again. He was pleased to discover that his vision had not been completely fogged by his endocrine system; Adam was indeed an attractive young man. His cock stirred anew at the realization.
Adam grinned as he saw the reaction. "You're ready to go."
"I'd like to stay a while longer, if I may..."
"Sorry. Another figure of speech."
"I need to learn those if I'm going to be on this planet for a while," he said. "Thank you for your help."
"My pleasure. Figuratively and quite literally."
"Do you think that the others will be as accommodating?"
"The first few times it's strange, then it's fun. They'll adapt. I couldn't believe how quickly having sex with everyone on the team got to be so natural; even with the ones who were dating each other."
Wrapping himself around the Black Ranger, Andros leaned them back together. "Your team had romantic relations as well? That must have gotten interesting."
Unbidden and unexpected, Ashley's face flashed across his mind.
"It had its moments," Adam replied, slipping his tongue into Andros' earring and flicking the lobe.
"You've been so indulgent. Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Well," Adam grinned, "I hate letting Rocky try anything without me. Would you show me what you did to him?"
"Certainly." As he concentrated, Andros stopped his mind's touch barely above the surface of Adam's tawny skin. His thoughts whirred quickly, considering the modifications required to adapt his favorite pastime for a non-telekinetic partner. Based upon what he had seen and heard, he thought Adam would be a worthy opponent to play to flaccidity. "Actually, I think we can go one better. I'll need to give you a bit of a head start and limit a few moves, but..." He smiled widely. "There's a game I used to play with other Kerovans..."
Andros woke when the door clicked closed. Adam's arms were full of clothing. "How long..."
"Just a few minutes," he replied setting the pile on the end of the bed. "My parents are going to be home soon. I figured I'd better clean up downstairs."
"It's late. I should go."
"I'm glad there was no monster attack."
"I'm glad you're a gracious winner." Andros still couldn't believe that the Terran had outlasted him.
"You were already a couple ahead of me and you gave me a big handicap. I'll give you a re-match if I ever get magically endowed with telekinesis. Is this everything?"
"I think so. Thank you, Adam." Andros kissed the former Ranger lightly. "Thank you for everything."
"Will you take one piece of advice from another veteran, even if he was just a planetary Ranger?" Adam asked.
Andros winced; he had let the comment about planetary Rangers slip as he was approaching his fifth orgasm. Adam had not let it slide.
"Of course," Andros replied as he began to dress.
"If you want help from them, you'll have to ask. You hate doing it, but they aren't always going to be able to guess what you need."
"I know. It's difficult for me."
"Of course it is," Adam said. "I didn't say it'd be easy, I said it'll be necessary."
"Your world is so different."
"Naturally," Adam responded, pulling on his robe and thinking for a moment about the far-away Billy. "Fortunately, you don't have to deal personally with the world." Andros gave him a quizzical look. "You have to deal with Carlos, TJ, Cassie and Ashley. We picked them to hold the Power because they embody the best qualities of humanity. We picked them because it's in their nature to help. Let them, and you'll be fine."
Pulling his outer shirt on, Andros nodded. He gathered Adam into a hug. He leaned heavily against the Terran for a moment, acutely missing Zhane. Then he restored his composure and backed away.
"Be seeing you," he said, hitting the return control on his teleport.
"I hope so," Adam smiled, as the red light consumed his new friend. He was about to sit down on the bed when the doorbell rang. "I guess Tanya got back early."
He charged downstairs. Seeing through the side window that it was indeed his girlfriend, he threw open the door saying, "Hey, Sweetie." He kissed her cheek. "You aren't going to believe what happened this afternoon."
"Try me," she exclaimed, raising her eyebrow and pulling at the strands of long, blond hair stuck to the shoulder of his robe. "For your sake it had better be that Tommy's bleaching his hair or Kat teleported into your room..."
Adam blushed, "Kinda, but not really. Have you seen anyone since the Command Center got wasted? It looks like the Ranger 'benefits package' is back to the old system..."
Andros appeared aboard the MegaShip in the crewroom. It was deserted. Realizing he had worked up quite an appetite, he punched up dinner. He had just sat down when Ashley entered the room.
"They are you are!" She walked over and stood facing Andros across the table. "What happened to you earlier? We were all wondering if you'd been captured or something."
"No, I..." Recalling how cautious the other Rangers had been about discussing previous escapades with others not present, he opted to avoid disclosing any details, at least until he could speak privately with Carlos. "I suddenly needed some air. I was walking around the park and must have lost track of the time."
As long as you're okay."
"Fine," he replied, looking at the way her shining hair fell around her shoulders. "I wasn't really able to follow the competition, so I thought I'd look around a bit."
"The pool game?" Ashley asked.
"So, that is what it's called. I was confused; there was no water on the table."
"We were so caught up playing... I didn't even think..." She rested her forehead on the heel of her hand. "You should have said something. Gosh, you must have been bored silly; watching us running around, bending over a table."
Andros gave a noncommittal shrug as he took a drink. "Maybe you can show me how to play sometime."
"I'd like that," she smiled at him.
Andros felt a fierce blush run into his cheeks. He dropped his gaze and kept focused on the plate before him.
"Well, I was on my way to check the engine room. I'll let you eat in peace. See you in the morning."
"Good night, Ashley," Andros said. A smile full of possibilities spread across his face as he watched her turn and walk out of the room.