Note: Thank you, Jeremy Ray, for letting me borrow one of the funniest scenes ever written; and also for pointing out another kind of trouble Rocky must have.

Rocky woke up horny.

_Aw, man!_ he thought, running his palm over his swollen flesh as he shut off the alarm clock. _And I'm late as it is! I don't have time to take care of this now!_

But in the shower, he just couldn't help himself. As the warm water splashed across him, he vigorously pumped his hot, hard cock. He could feel his aching balls tightening, the pressure building. Breathing in gasping pants, the sound of his pounding heart filling his ears, Rocky focused entirely on the powerful sensations gaining force in his throbbing member and need-heavy balls. _Just another few seconds. So ready. Just a few seconds more._

He braced his palm against the cool, tiled wall as his hand moved faster and faster; his balls retracted in preparation for the orgasm rapidly crashing upon him. He rose up on his toes as his hand became a blur of motion on his cock and every muscle in his body strained towards that one goal: the final spurting release he was so desperate for. His blood hummed through his veins, his whole body tightened and surged. His hips began to pump; his cock was so hard he could practically drill holes in steel with it.

"Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God," he chanted quietly. He was suspended on the verge of ecstasy for an eternity. It was going to be one hellacious orgasm. He leaned against the slick wall for support and his free hand moved to his aching testicles and fondled them gently, nursing his climax along. The combination of lightning-quick tugs on his member and the strong, gentle manipulation of his balls sent Rocky over the edge. He swallowed a shout as his come spurt a trail nearly all the way up to the ceiling.

As he dressed for school, using more care than normal to zip his Levi's over his still-overly-sensitive manhood, Rocky assessed his uncomfortable situation. Jerking off in the shower had been enough to take the edge off.... _But I don't think it's gonna take care of me all day,_ he sighed to himself.

Morning classes were Hell; his roiling hormones proved to be exceedingly distracting. He couldn't keep his attention on the teachers, since he was mostly consumed with trying not to squirm in his chair.

At the lockers at lunch:
"What's the matter, Rocky?" Tanya asked, coming up to him. "You were really fidgety during biology." She paused, looking him over. "And you still are," she noted, taking in the way he kept shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot and rolling his shoulders around slightly.

"I could use a little help, Tanya," he told her, giving her a pleading look. Something about his tone and manner finally gave the dark-skinned girl an idea of what was wrong.

"You mean..." She glanced around to make sure that no one was within earshot. She couldn't be sure --there were a lot of students milling around-- so she lowered her voice a little and chose careful wording, just in case. "... a 'metabolic adjustment' is in order?"

"Exactly."

"How bad is it?" she queried, even as she started leading him away, trying to think of a place where they could have some privacy.

"It's not a major spike, or anything," he told her. "Just enough to make me really twitchy." He felt his unduly aroused anatomy do just that. "I can't concentrate worth spit," he continued. "That's bad enough for classes and things, but it could be disaster if we get called out for 'business,' y'know?"

"I understand completely, Rocky," she assured him, smiling a little humorously as she watched him fidget even while he walked. "And I think a little relief is definitely in order."

By then, they had reached the place Tanya had in mind, one of the small equipment storage rooms near the gym. They slipped inside unnoticed, pushed one of the archery targets in front of the door, then...

Rocky's grabbed for Tanya's lush tits. He kneaded them briefly through the cotton material, then shoved the shirt up to lick and suck on them as the Yellow Ranger leaned against the wall. Her eyes shuttered closed and she moaned quietly.

"Oohh, that feels good," she said in a hiss, as she put her hands on his trim hips. "But I thought this was for you?" She smiled and opened her eyes as her fingers slid to the front of Rocky's jeans.

"Mmmm, you think I don't like this?" he asked her, nuzzling his face in her cleavage as her deft digits worked his pants open.

She giggled in response, and slid her hands into his briefs to caress his hot flesh. Her needy teammate groaned against her tantalized chest, then sucked a nipple into his mouth. She let out a soft gasp of pleasure and slid her other hand down to cup his heavy sac.

BBBBBRRRRIIIINNNGGGGG!!!!!!

A loud claxon-like bell suddenly startled the duo. They jumped reflexively at the sudden noise and pulled away from each other.

"A fire drill?!" Rocky exclaimed incredulously. "I don't believe this!"

"Sorry, Rocko," Tanya said sympathetically as she straightened out her clothes. "But we'd better get out there; they'll be doing a head-count."

"Right," the thwarted Blue Ranger said almost inaudibly as he got himself presentable.

The day went downhill from there. Gym was particularly trying. And he earned more than his fair share of glares from all of his teachers for his inattentiveness. As he stepped out of last period, he found himself hugely thankful that there hadn't been any quizzes.

"Hey, Rocky," Tommy said, following him out of their English classroom. "What's with you today?"

"Metabolism troubles," Rocky replied, using Tanya's euphemism from earlier as they headed for their lockers.

"You don't look too bad yet," Tommy noted, catching the implication. "That's good. I'm sure we could drain off some of the excess pretty quick before our afternoon karate class at Ernie's."

Rocky shot him a relieved look upon hearing the volunteer of help. Closing their lockers and slinging their backpacks over their shoulders, the duo headed out.

They took a detour on their way through the park to a small copse of trees. Rocky grabbed a double handful of hair as Tommy's strong arms encircled him and he devoured his leader's mouth. He pressed his straining groin against the long distention beginning to develop in the Red Ranger's jeans. Tommy sent deft fingers wandering down his writhing teammate's chest as his mouth sought out the side of his neck. Then his hands skimmed lower, to the hard ridge at the front of the Blue Ranger's pants. Rocky squirmed and rose up on his toes, groaning as his partner rubbed his erection through his clothes. The Zeo's leader slid his hands around to cup his excited friend's tight buttocks as his mouth traced a leisurely pathway to his ear.

"We don't have time for this, Tommy," Rocky reminded, realizing that his companion's penchant for languid sensuality would make them late if they indulged. "As sorry as I am to say it, we'll be late for class if we fool around too much."

"You're right," Tommy sighed a little disappointedly as he pulled his mouth away. But he smiled as he reached for his friend's zipper and added cheekily, "And what kind of example would that set for our students, hm?" Then he slid to his knees, taking Rocky's jeans and underwear with him.

But no sooner had Tommy grasped the throbbing phallus before him and drawn his lips nigh, than they were interrupted by the sound of people approaching. The duo scrambled to straighten themselves and cover up their compromising position, then headed as nonchalantly as they could toward class, just as the interlopers came close enough to be intrusive.

After karate class:

"I thought you weren't gonna make it," Tommy chuckled, as he and Rocky changed back into their street clothes. "What they say about you having a one-track mind can't be true. You managed to keep your focus pretty good through class."

"Ha, ha. Very funny," Rocky replied. He threw his leader a sour look as he carefully got into his faded Levi's, adjusting his renewed semi-erection as surreptitiously as possible. Actually, it was the embarrassing prospect of facing all those kids with a visible hard-on showing through his gi trousers that had killed the evidence of his frustration. But now that it was over, he found himself just as randy as before.

"We could always go back to the park and try again," Tommy offered. He liked to rib his good-natured friend, but he wasn't unsympathetic to his plight. "If you don't have any plans for this afternoon."

"Oh, man! I almost forgot!" Rocky slapped his forehead. "I promised Katherine I'd get the notes from class over to her today."

The Pink Ranger was temporarily out of commission, with --of all things-- a broken foot. For all of the danger the Rangers were in on a regular basis, and all the battles they survived, it had been one of those silly accidents that ordinary life throws at people that had felled her. She somehow managed to land wrong doing a jump in ballet class and dislocated several small anklebones, as well as putting a hairline crack in her heel.

Since the accident had occurred so publicly, she'd had to allow herself to be taken to the hospital and have a cast put on, instead of teleporting to the Power Chamber for more effective medical treatment. As a result, she was officially, strictly off-duty until she recovered completely. Tommy --seconded by Zordon-- had reluctantly had to declare her temporarily inactive; she wouldn't be called unless it was absolutely necessary. Katherine had been livid, but accepted the necessity of the situation.

Rocky collected his things and hurried out of the Juice Bar to deliver the schoolwork from their shared History class.

"Meow, meow," Rocky teased, coming into Kat's room, closing the door behind him. He knew it was a stupid thing to say, but it was the first remotely cheerful thing that occurred to him upon seeing her morose look. The cast that ran from just under her toes to the top of her ankle seemed to be the object of her dissatisfied stare. It sat propped up on pillows, defying her wish for it to be gone.

She retorted with growl, hiss noises at him, raising her fingers into mock cat claws. But his silly greeting had the desired result; Katherine smiled at him, the gloomy expression falling away from her pretty face even as her hands fell back to her lap.

"I brought you those History notes," he informed her, handing them over. He sat near the foot of the bed, facing her. He settled down next to her uninjured foot, patting the ankle affectionately. He felt his hand start to rub, and abruptly pulled it away before it got him into trouble. He started arguing with himself as Katherine looked over the notes and made comments about them.

_Quit your wandering!_ he instructed his hand sharply. _Kat's in no position to help me out now._

_She's in perfect position,_ his Devil's Advocate insisted smugly. _Sitting up against the headboard with her legs stretched out. All she's gotta do is move her right leg farther out to the side._

_Shut up!_ he told it sternly. _You know what I meant. Her foot's broken, for pity's sake._

Kat noticed his distracted fidgeting. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing for you to worry about, Kat," Rocky replied, squirming around as his returning erection started to get uncomfortable under his jeans. He sighed and crossed his arms, preparing to out-stubborn his hyperactive anatomy. _I will not bother Katherine with this!_ he asserted to himself silently.

"Hormone troubles?" the Pink Ranger surmised.

Rocky responded to the gentle sympathy in her tone, ignoring the touch of amusement that was there as well. He found himself telling her about the hormone build-up and the two thwarted attempts to take care of it. She made commiserating noises, then volunteered to help him. He balked with a half-hearted protest, gesturing to her injured left foot.

"Look, it isn't a spike yet," she pointed out reasonably. "I can relieve some of the pressure for you." She smiled and flicked her tongue across her lips at him. "I certainly don't need my foot to give a blowjob." She gracefully bent her right knee, toes pointed, and placed the extremity daintily on his crotch, rubbing his erection through the rough denim. His shaky will caved in when her toes gripped and squeezed.

"Well, no; I suppose not," he finally agreed with her, grinning ruefully at himself. _What did I ever do to deserve such understanding friends?_

He climbed up and straddled her lap, raising himself up on his knees. Katherine made happy, playful little cooing sounds as she scooted down a bit to get her face level with his groin. He grabbed onto the headboard for support with one hand as his teammate made quick work of his zipper. His free hand caressed her silky blond hair as she reached into his briefs and released his aching member. Rocky watched, breathless, as Kat's right hand lightly steadied his quivering shaft, while the fingers of her left tickled his balls, then her delicate pink tongue stretched toward his swollen glans to lick up the droplets of precome.

"Mmmm," she purred, as her lips closed in a light suck/kiss on the very tip of his penis. Rocky groaned and his breath quickened at the exquisite feeling on his lonely cock.

"Katherine," Mrs. Hillard called out in a singsong voice from down the hall. "Dinner's almost ready."

As the first syllable left Mrs. Hillard's mouth, Rocky jerked back from Kat's lips. Before the last of the dinner warning was spoken, he had thrown his right leg up and over, and made a very gymnastic roll and tumble off the side of the bed, landing on his feet. He had his zipper up and had returned to his original seat at the foot of the bed by the time Mrs. Hillard's footsteps reached the door. Katherine couldn't help but laugh at the suddenness of it all and the look on Rocky's face; she tried to suppress her mirth as her mother opened her bedroom door and leaned around it.

"Would you like me to help you to the table, Honey?" Mrs. Hillard asked solicitously.

"Um, thanks, Mum," Kat responded, trying to squelch her giggles; she could still see Rocky's expression. _ I'm sooo glad his back's to the door,_ she thought. _That face would be a dead give-away that something was up._ She leaned forward and patted her teammate's knee affectionately, apologetically.

"I'd better get going," Rocky said, trying to calm his racing heart and get his appearance under control. "I'll talk to you tomorrow, Kat."

"Bye, Rocky. Thanks for bringing me the class work."

He put on a brave face for her, but his thoughts on his way home were not quite as easy-going as usual. Contemplating having to keep up appearances all through dinner, and then somehow managing to concentrate on his homework afterwards, sounded like a real trial. It also struck him that by that time, it would be too late to call any of his teammates for help with his hyperactive hormones. He sighed regretfully at the prospect of his not-fun evening as he turned towards home.

The next day was even worse. He somehow survived, although he did have to 'take care of business' a couple of times in the bathroom between classes. After school, the team was kept occupied by a squad of brawl-minded Cogs bent on disassembling and carrying off various pieces of industrial equipment. By the time the fight was over, everybody was too sore --and running late, besides-- to be of any help.

_Except Katherine, of course,_ his inner-voice reminded him after dinner, distracting him from his algebra homework. _She's been home all day. In bed._

_Stop that!_ he admonished himself. _I am not going to bother Kat! Besides, her mother keeps checking in on her at random intervals, since she's hurt._

His bedroom door opened just then, and he looked up. For a change, he found a welcome surprise: Tanya.

"Hey," she greeted, smiling brightly. "I wasn't sure if you'd found any relief yet, so I thought I'd come over to see how you're doing."

"Not good," he confessed, grimacing up at her from his seat at his desk. He gestured at the homework spread out before him. "I can't concentrate on any of this!"

Tanya smiled at his exasperation and turned to lock the door.

"Let's see if we can't salvage your academic career," she said, walking over to him, opening her arms in invitation.

Rocky gratefully wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face in her chest, breathing in the scent of her and luxuriating in the feel of her soft tits pressed against his cheek. The Yellow Ranger's fingers caressed the back of his head as his hands wandered under her knee-length, flowing skirt and up her thighs. He pulled her panties down, then shoved his schoolwork aside with one arm as he urged her over to sit on his desk. Amused, Tanya climbed onto the polished wood and put her feet on the armrests of his chair. She gave a little gasp as her bare bottom came into contact with the cool surface. Rocky grinned as he leaned forward and covered her mouth with his, stroking her legs with his hands and pushing her skirt out of his way.

Tanya moaned into his mouth as she tried to unbutton his shirt by feel. It took a few moments, but neither of them was concerned enough to break up their oral tango. Finally, the last button was undone, and she ran her hands over his exposed chest. Her back suddenly arched as Rocky brought his hands up from where they had been caressing her thighs and butt, cupping her still-covered breasts. His thumbs gently stroked the erect nipples through the fabric.

Tanya threw her head back as Rocky moved his mouth away from hers and shifted his attentions to the side of her neck. With a playful shove, she pushed him backwards so she could slide his shirt off. The red button-down fell away and was flung to the floor; Tanya smiled as she admired his smooth, muscular chest. Grinning wickedly, she licked her fingertips and used the moistened digits to stroke Rocky's nipples, causing him to gasp.

He gave her a playful 'oh, yeah?' look and tugged her shirt off as well. Then he slipped his thumbs under the shoulder straps of her bra, sliding them down her arms. As his thumbs moved, he kissed each inch of newly exposed flesh as the top slowly lowered. Finally letting the straps drop, Rocky reached around and unsnapped the clasp at the back of the garment and tugged it away, dropping it on the floor. Pausing for only a moment, he bent his head to the luscious, exposed breasts.

He switched his attentions from one to the other, using his tongue to excite the eraser-shaped nipples protruding from the large, dark aureolae. Tanya quivered and let out little moans of pleasure as he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth while playing with the other between his thumb and finger. As he continued to work his magic on her breasts, her hands moved from clutching his shoulderblades to trailing down his muscular back, until she reached the waistband of his pants. Her hands slid around his waist, and with a quick flick, she unfastened the button and zipper.

But he interrupted her attempt to reach his straining anatomy by leaning her back and tonguing his way down past her belly button to the join of her legs. He lowered his watering mouth and lapped the juices off her slit. He spread her inner-lips with his fingers and licked all over inside, without touching her clit. Tanya opened her legs even wider, sighing. He sucked her inner-lips and probed her hole with his tongue. She let out a loud groan when his tongue finally did touch her throbbing button. He took her shiny, hard little pearl between his lips and started licking and sucking it.

His seemingly-starving desperation was really turning her on, but it also reminded her --eventually-- that he was probably about to explode.

"Hey," she said, tapping him on the shoulder as he started to push her thigh up onto it. "I think it's your turn now."

She could scarcely believe how fast he got up. His jeans and underwear were shoved off by the time she could stand, and they traded seats. Tanya nearly chuckled at his haste as she settled onto the chair. She gripped his hard, reddened tool with both hands and dove in. She licked all around under the head, teased the little slit with the tip of her tongue, and nibbled up and down the quivering pole. Rocky's breathing sped up, and he sighed with bliss. "Oh, God, that's wonderful."

Tanya's warm, wet tongue licked along the length of his hot meat, then she inhaled it entirely into her throat. Rocky couldn't take it. With a few good sucks, he groaned loudly and....

"You need to be inside somebody," Tanya decided, pulling away and standing up. Rocky groaned at the sudden absence of her warm mouth and at the aborted climax. She tugged him up by his hand and then led him to the bed.

Rocky's brain had shut down; all he could focus on was the ache in his loins and the warm, sweet-smelling body so close to him. He didn't say a word as he stretched out on top of her. He sought her opening by feel, pushing inside when he found it. His feverish body started to rock, urging himself farther inside with each stroke.

They were horizontal for less than a minute --he hadn't even fully penetrated her yet-- when his phone rang. Rocky growled in frustration, but answered it anyway, pulling out of Tanya as he did so.

"Hi, Rocky; it's Kat. I hate to bother you, but I really need to talk to Tanya. Is she still there?"

Rocky got a sinking feeling as he handed to phone to his companion. Sure enough, Tanya needed to go. Her explanation didn't penetrate his stunned self-pity; all that registered was the fact that she had to leave immediately.

"Aaaahhhh!!!!" he screamed into the pillow, after she made her exit.

Day three:

Adam took pity on him after school. The Green Ranger examined his uncomfortably fidgeting best friend with a critical eye. _He looks pretty close, but maybe not quite there._

"There's still a couple of hours before the soccer game," he said, clapping Rocky on the shoulder companionably. "We could go to my house." He took another hard look at the flushed face. "You sure you're not really spiking yet?"

Once in his bedroom, Adam went to his knees and reached out. He drew Rocky's prick from his pants and kissed the purple swollen head. He flicked his tongue across the tip and captured the drop of precome that clung there. He licked his lips and smiled.

Rocky cradled his best friend's head in his hands and slid his prick into the warm, wet mouth. Adam moaned and started sucking, laving his tongue along the hot meat. Inch by inch, Rocky watched his pole slide into his lover's willing mouth. He gently pistoned his hips, drawing those clinging lips back and forth across his throbbing cock. It was a wonderful sensation. Rocky began to lose himself in sensual bliss.

One hand braced against his partner's thigh, Adam circled the long-thrusting prick with his fist and shifted so that just the head remained in his hot oral cavity. His tongue swirled around the so-soft glans. Rocky groaned as shivers traveled up and down his spine. Adam flicked his tongue rapidly over the vee and moaned, adding to the fire burning between Rocky's legs. Then he released the pulsing pole from his fingers, sending them questing down to massage the weighty balls as he returned to sucking all of the large, swollen cock. With each stroke, the Blue Ranger's tortured meat thrust deeper and deeper into his hungry mouth. Rocky loved it. His hips had a mind of their own as they pumped his aching dick deep into the sucking mouth. He wanted it to last, but could feel the come boiling in his balls, screaming for release.

"Oh! I'm gonna come!" he gritted through clenched teeth. Adam's head began bobbing up and down even faster.

"Adam! Phone!" Mr. Park shouted, startling both teens. They jumped away from each other with combat-honed reflexes.

"I hate telephones!" Rocky grumbled, as he righted his clothes. "If I could go back in time, I'd kill Alexander Graham Bell!"

The poorly-timed phone call turned out to be from Adam's soccer coach; game time had been moved up and the team had to leave immediately.

"I'm sorry, Rocky," Adam smiled apologetically. "But we're gonna have to postpone the rest of this." His oldest friend didn't look too happy, but he nodded in understanding acceptance anyway.

"'S'okay," he rumbled. "I'll live." He offered an ironic lip-twist, then added, "You go kick some butt out there this afternoon. I'll round up the gang; we'll meet you at the foot of the bleachers afterwards."

As Rocky headed for his car, he contemplated the likelihood that he would end up having to take care of himself yet again.

_Man! I'm gonna have a sprained wrist if this keeps up!_ he thought sarcastically.

Day four, Saturday:
Rocky had had too many wet-dreams to get a good night's rest. Consequently, he slept late, causing him to miss breakfast. It also meant that all the hot water was gone by the time he got his shower. To top it all off, his self-gratification under the tepid spray had been rudely interrupted by his obnoxious little brother Miguel, who had come wandering in without knocking, searching for something or other.

_Please don't tell me my whole day is going to be like this!_

So it was with an uncharacteristically sour frame of mind that he answered his now-hated telephone's dreaded ringing.

"So, how are you doing?" Katherine asked. "Has your little problem been taken care of?"

In a frustrated voice, he told her no, trying not to complain bitterly about it. _She's got her own troubles right now,_ he reminded himself. _ A broken foot is a lot worse than riding the edge of a hormone spike._

"I was afraid that might be the case," she said sympathetically. "As a matter of fact, it was the first thing I thought about when Mum told me everybody was going to be out for the day." She paused a moment then added huskily, "Would you like to come over? We could keep each other company."

Beep beep beepbeep beep beep

"We read you, Zordon," Tommy said, after he and Adam had ducked around a convenient corner of the Youth Center.

"Please report to the Power Chamber immediately."

A few moments later, three Rangers plus Billy stood in the Power Chamber.

"Where's Rocky?" Adam asked, glancing around.

"He's not responding," Alpha reported. "I can't get him to answer!"

"Maybe he's in trouble," Tommy said worriedly.

"Rocky, are you there?" Billy asked, trying once again to get through to the Blue Ranger.

"What the Hell do you want?" Rocky's exasperated voice came over the open line.

The assembled teens traded puzzled glances.

"We kind of have an emergency here," Billy said, a bit timidly. The almost angry quality of Zeo Three's retort had put him badly off-balance

"Can you handle it without me?"

"We could really use your help," Alpha replied, also very puzzled and somewhat cowed. "We're already short-handed, remember?"

"All right, all right! Gimme a few more minutes."

"Rocky, what are you doing?" Tommy wanted to know.

"Nothing! Just give me a few more minutes, okay?!"

A hushed female voice could be indistinctly heard over the open comm line.

"Just--, dammit!" Rocky said. "Can we do this later this afternoon?"

"Us?" Billy asked. "Or are you talking to somebody else?"

"I'm talking to somebody else," Rocky snapped. The communications line abruptly closed.

A few awkward, silent moments later, Rocky teleported into the Power Chamber, minus his shirt and wearing only one shoe. "Let's go! What are we up against? Cogs? Mondo? Random monster of the week?"

"Um," Alpha stammered, "Monster. Named Esesdidi. It attacks by..."

_...doing the same thing all the other monsters do,_ the Rangers sighed to themselves, not even listening to the rest of Alpha's report.

"Let's go!" Rocky shouted. "It's Morphin' Time! Zeo Ranger Three, Blue!"

He teleported away in a cobalt flash before anyone else could make a single move or comment.

"Um, yeah," Tommy said uncertainly. "Okaaaay..." He glanced at his teammates. "It's morphin' time?" he suggested in a small voice.

"The Zeo Cannon didn't even phase it!" Tanya exclaimed as the Rangers regrouped. The monster's return blast had sent them all flying in different directions.

"What do we do now?" Adam asked, looking to their leader.

"We've gotta think of something fast," Tommy exclaimed. "If this thing grows, we'll have to call Katherine to form the MegaZord. And I don't want to have to do that if we can help it."

"Kat is still waiting!" Rocky shouted impatiently, puzzling his teammates with the apparent non-sequiter. "I've got an idea."

He suddenly disappeared in a blue streak of light. A few moments later and the Blue Sphinx Zord came stomping through the park. Esesdidi looked up, just as Blue Sphinx Zord planted its foot directly on top of it. Metal parts and a shower of sparks flew everywhere as the mechanical monstrosity was obliterated.

"Well I'll be damned," Tommy said, nonplussed.

"You're not supposed to do that!" Billy exclaimed, via the communicators.

"I can't believe it," Adam murmured, stunned.

"Real nice, Rocky," Tanya said sarcastically. "Smooth."

Blue Sphinx Zord teleported away in a streak of blue and gold as Zeo Three landed before the other Rangers. "Satisfied? Can I go now?"

"What the Hell has gotten into you, Rocko?" Tommy asked.

Rocky just rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. With nothing more than a snort of disgust, he demorphed and teleported away in a streak of blue.

"What was all that about?" Tanya wondered aloud.

"I'll go find out," Adam volunteered, as everybody powered down.

Adam teleported in, following Rocky's signal in a blind trace, to find him standing in the middle of Kat's bedroom, devouring her mouth in a hot lip-lock. She looked a little overwhelmed as the young man in blue bent her slightly backwards and proceeded to attack her neck. The Pink Ranger gasped for breath and turned her head towards Adam.

"I think he's spiking now," she panted. The two traded a brief, humorous smile at the obvious statement, just as Adam felt the roiling tidal wave of sympathy-hormones surge through him. Rocky looked up.

"How many times can I be interrupted?!" he asked in disgust, flinging his arms in the air and stepping away from Katherine. "Now what?!" he demanded of a bemused Adam.

"Take it easy," Adam cautioned. "I was just trying to find out why you were acting so crazy. Mystery solved." Then he added with a grin, "As long as I'm here, I may as well help."

Rocky grumbled under his breath in Spanish. Katherine missed the snide comment about forever being walked in on, but Adam caught most of it and responded.

"We could always go ask Billy if he'd let us use his bomb shelter," he suggested, a little too innocently.

"Are you kidding?! Do you remember what happened the last time we were in there?" Rocky retorted, his usual good humor reasserting itself.

"Billy has a bomb shelter?" Kat inquired, puzzled.

"It's a long story," her would-be romancer responded. "We'll tell you later," he promised, as his hormonal predicament prodded him to not get sidetracked.

"Nobody's ever told you about the bomb shelter?" Adam queried her.

"Pay attention!" Rocky snapped, swatting his hermano on the arm. "We'll talk about it later," he insisted forcefully through gritted teeth.

"Sorry, Rocky," Adam said contritely, but with a devilish twist to his lips.

"As you said," Katherine added, draping her arms around the long-suffering teen's neck. "We can talk about it later. Let's get you taken care of now."

She reclaimed his lips as Adam moved to join them. With Rocky pressed between them, the pair proceeded to get everybody naked. In unspoken agreement, the Pink and Green Rangers fell into a synchronized pattern of satisfying their teammate's tactile cravings. They lavished wet kisses and sensual caresses all over their needy friend's starving flesh.

Eventually, the stimulating attentions brought Rocky to an even more fevered state. But no matter how much his cock ached, he just had to taste Kat's exquisite juices. He guided her to recline on the mattress, then lay down between her thighs. As his face neared her womanhood, Rocky could feel the warmth and smell the distinctive musky odor of a woman stirred to passion. He settled a warm kiss softly on her slit, breathing warmly across it. Katherine let out a small sigh of pleasure and anticipation, then tilted her hips more, offering herself in sweet surrender. He ran his tongue-tip along the moistening cleft of her puffy outer lips, then gently pushed inside to flick across her clitoris. He was rewarded with gratifying moans, which began growing in intensity. Rocky loved eating pussy, so he was perfectly happy to keep going for the moment. He also hoped to get her off the first time with his mouth; it was a matter pride.

Adam was well aware of his friend's predilections, so he settled into an out-of-the-way chair to let Rocky indulge himself. The black-haired teen slowly stroked his own throbbing tool as he settled back to watch a man who really enjoyed his 'work.'

Katherine's mind was reeling. The first soft, wet stroking of her sex had sent her body temperature shooting through the roof. The gentle licking was firing such intense pleasure that it was growing almost unbearable with each soft caress. As another wet kiss settled softly, slowly on her clit, she began pumping her pelvis. She reached to him, smoothing her hands across his head, his shoulders, any part of him she could make contact with, as her hips rolled and she undulated under his mind-blowing ministrations. She abandoned all control to him as his lightly sucking and smoothly sliding lips moved over her, teasing and satisfying perfectly. She was quickly lost in blissful agony; his tongue working her to orgasm.

When her wailing and thrashing subsided, she tugged him up for a breathless, grateful, still-hungry kiss. Recalling that he was the one in need, Kat broke away and turned her lusty attentions to him.

She scooted down on the bed, trading places with him, and took him into her mouth. She licked all around the hot shaft and down to his balls, then up to the tip to suck his straining rod, shoving it deep into her throat several times. Rocky watched avidly as Kat feasted on his throbbing prick. Her eyes sought out his. He grinned broadly at her as she took him deep into her mouth, licking the thin, sensitive skin with her soft tongue. Rocky's muscles pulled taut and a shining sheen of sweat broke out all over his body as his breathing sped up. Taking his excited member in her hand, Katherine pulled her mouth away in impish delight. With her free hand, she rubbed one of her milky-white breasts against his cock, while slowly and smoothly tugging his tool. The friction was delicious.

"You ready, Rocky?" she purred. "Are you ready to come?" She couldn't help but grin at the sight of her extremely aroused partner. "Enjoying this, aren't you? Want me to give it a little kiss of encouragement, hmmm?" She returned his reddened manhood to her warm mouth and tenderly sucked it, barely making contact, all the time never taking her gaze from his.

Almost immediately, Rocky felt the telltale tightening in his nuts. "Oh, God; I'm coming!"

He climaxed thunderously, groaning and bucking. Katherine leaned her head back and pushed the hand grasping his cock all the way down until it touched his groin, gripping hard around the base of his spasming shaft. Rocky almost doubled over as he came, his orgasm was so ferocious. The first spurt of juice landed on her face, and she let out a squeal of delight. The second sprayed across her tits, which she immediately began to rub into her soft flesh. The third, less powerful spurt hit her on the mouth, and she greedily licked her lips.

Adam chose that moment to join them. He slid into place on Rocky's left side, while Kat maneuvered to his right. They immediately resumed their earlier unspoken plan, applying their stimulating ministrations to the ecstatic companion between them.

Rocky closed his eyes as the hungry, wet mouths brought him gasping and groaning towards another climax. He longed to seize both of them at once; crush their mouths to his; sink his cock deeply into them; kiss them; make them come; empty himself inside them.

Katherine's lush, soft lips closed ardently over his, and her tongue slipped into his mouth. Then he felt Adam's hot kisses all over his aching cock. As his mouth was drowned in ecstasy, the lips on his rod began to slide up and down, kissing and licking the sensitized skin and stroking and sucking the smooth head. Deep, molten pleasure began to coil inside him and spread throughout his body, his back arched and his hips bucked involuntarily. Kat roved down to kiss and nip at his neck and chest, while Adam moved up to lick wetly across his stomach. The two mouths moved to lick and kiss his nipples, then one returned to his groin and slid up and down his shaft, sucking him closer and closer to the edge. The come gathered in his balls, and as Rocky got bigger and harder, the insistent softness of those wonderful lips slid faster and faster over his painfully engorged member. Rocky groaned loudly, almost screaming, as all the tension in his muscles flowed through his groin, and shot hot semen deep into the eager mouth. Then the warm, naked bodies of his lovers piled on top of him, giggling, smiling and kissing, and settled down into a warm and friendly pile of naked flesh on his momentarily exhausted frame.

Once he seemed to catch his breath, and his muscles had stopped quivering, Kat slid her way sensually up his torso, kissing and stroking, until she knelt straddling his head. With a growl of pleasure, Rocky curved his arms around her thighs and dove in. He spread his legs wide as he felt Adam slip off the end of the bed and move into position.

Settling on the floor on his knees, Adam slid his hands all over his feverish companion's lower body, then he began stroking the pulsing erection with one hand while massaging his sac with the other. His fingers cradled the heavy balls, fondling them, as his other hand stroked the length of the warm, satiny-smooth shaft. With a smile, he took him between his lips. He sucked the head, licked it, while fisting the shaft with one hand and cupping his nuts with the other. By then, Rocky was trying very hard to fuck his mouth. His hips kept thrusting upward whenever Adam sucked, and he was moaning loudly into Katherine's snatch. Adam began sucking harder, pulling his cock in faster, squeezing it with his lips on its way out. He started jacking him off with his mouth, in and out, fast and hard. He felt Rocky tense, then the big cock in his mouth swelled as the Blue Ranger's back arched off the bed, and then he began to come, groaning into Kat's slick, hot pussy as he spurted onto Adam's tongue. Adam swallowed and sucked, trying to get it all.

The Pink Ranger scooted down Rocky's heaving chest to straddle his stomach and leaned back against Adam, who promptly reached around her and cupped a tit in either hand as his soft lips drifted down the side of her neck and across the top of her shoulder. Rocky's hands glided up her thighs as he watched Adam knead her creamy globes and roll her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Katherine sighed and scooted closer to the Green Ranger. When she got Rocky's still-hard meat pressed between the lips of her hot womanhood, she raised up and guided the head of his thick prick to her juicy entrance.

She meant to lower herself slowly, but she was so wet that half his cock slid into her effortlessly; she gasped as she was partially impaled. It felt so good that she couldn't hold back. Kat sat all the way down and immediately began twisting and grinding. She growled down at him and pinched his nipples as his cock slid in and out of her.

Adam guided himself into Rocky's tight rear-entrance and began pumping, pulling back slowly, then bucking forward almost savagely. _I've never been so happy that Rocky can do a full split!_ he thought briefly, seeing the muscular legs extend far to the sides, making their communal coupling possible. Rocky grunted every time he thrust, and groaned every time he withdrew. Adam soon increased his tempo, pistoning hard and fast, driving his prick deep into his best friend time and time again. He groaned in abandon as he began pounding fiercely, leaning forward and bracing himself against the two bodies beneath him.

Katherine's strong legs clamped tightly around Rocky's hips as he rammed deep into her pussy over and over. Her nails dug into his biceps and shoulders as she howled her lust. Adam was deep in Rocky's ass, just short of coming, when he reached around Kat's hip and buried his fingers in her snatch. Katherine came with a shriek as Adam stroked her clit while he shot his load deep inside Rocky's hot recesses. The mind-blowing double penetration, the feel of a hard cock spasming inside him and a steamy, slick pussy spasming around his own buried meat sent Rocky hurtling headlong into explosive climax. He shouted as his balls erupted in a torrent of hot semen that gushed into Katherine's tight, orgasming sex.

The following morning:
Rocky absently stuffed his rosary into his jacket pocket, then straightened his tie in the mirror as he contemplated what he was going to have to say before Mass.

"Bless me Father for I have sinned. It's been one week since my last confession. I've had sex with five people since then."

He made a face at his reflection.

_Maybe those unsuccessful attempts don't count?_ he wondered hopefully. _That'd bring it down to only two, this week._

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