End
Mr. Caplan was anything but happy. Not only was he forced to assign detention to two of the best students the school had, he was stuck overseeing them, along with what he considered 'the regulars': Bulk and Skull.
But at least the hour was almost up, and he'd be able to release the four students, finish out his day and go home. Then he heard a disturbance from the room where the quartet of miscreants was supposed to be studying. He was almost to the door when it burst open and Bulk and Skull ran out, shouting unintelligibly about grey monsters. The Principal poked his head in the doorway to find the other two students sitting quietly, wearing somewhat puzzled expressions.
"What just happened in here?"
"I don't know, Mr. Caplan. Bulk and Skull tried on our glasses, then screamed and ran out of here," Zack explained.
"You didn't do or say anything to them? Tease them, trick them into something?"
"No, Sir," Billy assured him.
He fixed the two of them with a sharp look. Earlier in the hallway, when the two of them knocked him down, he'd seen looks of fear in their eyes, followed later by the look one gets when tendering a lie. But all he saw now was honest confusion.
"Hmph. Very well, then, you may go. I trust you two have learned your lesson and we won't see such behavior in the future?" He gave them both a stern look.
"Yes, Sir, we learned our lesson," Zack said as Billy nodded in agreement. The two Rangers gathered their books and prepared to leave.
"Then I don't expect to see you here again. Now to find those other two. If anyone should know the rules for detention, those two should!" The Principal stomped down the hallway in the direction the other two teens had taken as the Blue and Black Rangers headed the opposite way.
"Man, I'm glad that's over with. Why the heck didn't anyone else see those putties? Everyone must think we're both nuts," Zack groused. He suddenly stopped, stiffening a little.
"It would probably be a good idea to find the others..." Billy's voice trailed off as he noticed Zack's expression. "What's wrong?"
"Oh, man, I need...I need...we have to find someplace private, now!" the other teen gasped out.
Billy reached out a hand to his teammate and immediately was hit with a 'sympathy spike' of incredible force. He recognized what had happened to Zack. Sometimes, thankfully not often, the Rangers were hit with incredibly hard, fast spikes from out of nowhere. They came on so sudden, so quick, that there was no way to prepare for them at all. And the need for relief was proportionally stronger as well, no matter the location or the circumstances. His mind flashed back to a time they had lost Trini and Jason in the catacombs beneath Rita's palace. When they finally located their missing friends and got a teleportation lock on them, they'd gotten back two completely naked Rangers. Trini had been hit with this type of spike while trying to escape. He smiled to himself, remembering the Red and Yellow Rangers' attempts to explain the situation. He was jerked out of his reverie, however, by Zack suddenly grabbing his arm and pulling him through a doorway into an empty room.
"Billy, man, please!" Zack moaned, tossing his books and backpack on a nearby chair.
"Okay, just a minute," his Blue teammate replied, setting down his own paraphernalia and turning to lock the door. After having his father walk in on him and Trini that first time, Billy had become a bit paranoid about locking doors.
"I can't wait a minute," Zack growled, turning his friend around and bringing the pale warm hand to his burning prick. "Ahhh..." he sighed.
Billy didn't hesitate but turned his attention to his friend's needy anatomy, stroking firmly, using pre-come as a lubricant.
"What do you need, Zack?" he asked in his quiet way.
"Your mouth. Oh, man, I need your mouth, now, please," the other teen replied with a needy moan.
Without bothering to reply, Billy knelt down and took the head of Zack's impressively large tool as deeply as he could into his mouth, continuing to use his hands on the part that wouldn't fit. Zack moved his legs farther apart for balance, throwing his head back as relief and pleasure surged through his body, radiating from his happy cock. He put his forearm over his mouth to prevent his shouting with pleasure as his teammate's talented mouth and hands worked his straining meat.
Billy felt the telltale tightening in his lover all too soon, making him realize just how close to the edge Zack had really been. Within moments his waiting mouth was flooded with his teammate's salty emissions, which he eagerly swallowed down. However, much to his surprise, Zack remained hard even after coming. He looked up to meet the burning gaze of the Black Ranger.
"Again?" he asked with a cocked eyebrow.
"I think I need your tight ass," Zack growled, assisting Billy to his feet. "Here's something you've never heard in the Principal's office before: 'go bend over the desk'," he sternly ordered.
"We're in Mr. Caplan's office?" Billy asked, surprised. He hadn't bothered to look around before. "He's still here, Zack. What if he comes back?"
"Then we'll likely get more than detention time. Come on, Billy, I need you," Zack replied, already working to unbutton his lover's jeans.
Billy knew it would be useless to argue with Zack in his present state, and quickly stepped to the desk, lowering his pants and bending over. Zack groaned with pleasure at the sight of that tight ass waiting for him and quickly located his tube of lube before approaching the desk.
Warming a portion of the slick substance in his palm, Zack then used a finger to begin preparing Billy for his cock. He patiently worked additional fingers into the tight orifice, gradually stretching it to accommodate his phallus, smiling in anticipation when Billy began to buck back against his hand.
"Getting into this, are you?" he laughed.
"Dammit, Zack, come on. I'm ready, just do it," was the rasping, needy response. Billy had no idea why it was so, but the idea that Mr. Caplan could come back any minute and find them in his office, fucking on his desk no less, was unbearably exciting for him. He knew Zack and Jason got off on taking risks like this, but he didn't. At least not usually.
"Okay, okay. Ready or not, here I come," Zack quipped, placing the head of his cock at the entrance to his fellow Ranger's body.
"You damn well better not come yet!" Billy shot back at him, his voice melting into a sigh of pleasure as Zack's tool entered him and the now familiar sexual burn radiated from his ass.
Zack chuckled as he sank his cock fully into the warm passage before pausing and adjusting his grip on his partner's hips. After a few seconds, Billy wiggled a bit, trying to encourage him to move, and the Black Ranger found he couldn't help but give in to his lover's unspoken suggestion. He was soon pumping in and out of the squirming body beneath him with abandon, the only sounds in the room the slap of flesh-on-flesh and the labored breathing of the two teens.
The quick pace of their coupling increased to an unbelievable rate, then suddenly Zack stopped, arching his back with his prick fully in Billy's body. As his orgasm passed, Zack all but collapsed onto the sweaty back beneath him, his cock, finally softening, still inside its warm nest.
"Oh, man, thanks, Billy. You have no idea how much I needed that," Zack sighed, as he carefully removed himself from Billy's backside.
"I may have some idea," Billy muttered, turning around and displaying his own rock-hard prick.
"Oops, guess I could take care of that for you. Might be best if we didn't leave come all over Mr. C's desk," Zack snickered, as he knelt down and quickly swallowed his friend's engorged manhood.
The Blue Ranger leaned against the desk behind him as pleasure again rippled through his body. Aroused as he was, it took almost no time before he felt his balls tighten in preparation to come. He snapped his hips forward urgently, biting his lip to keep from crying out as his orgasm thundered through his body. He had just started ejaculating when the doorknob rattled noisily.
There was no way for him to stop as his eyes widened in shock at the sound of Mr. Caplan's irritated grumbling beyond the locked door. Zack hastily gulped down the warm semen, then rose quickly, pulling up his pants on the way.
"Shit!" he whispered as he saw the vague outline of the Principal beyond the milky glass of the upper door. He glanced at Billy, who was unsteadily fastening his jeans. "Hurry!" he hissed in a panic.
They both lunged forward and grabbed their books and backpacks, reaching for their communicators in perfect tandem as they heard the key slide home in the lock.
Mr. Caplan, frustrated that he'd not been able to find Bulk and Skull, figured it was simply stress and exhaustion that caused him to see blue and black auras in his office that afternoon.
"Wonder why I locked the door?" he muttered as he sat down at his desk.