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"It is so great of you guys to help me out with this banner for the pep club," Kimberly gushed as she sat back, brushing a strand of hair out of her eyes and wiping a bit of paint from her cheek. She shifted a bit, giving her knees a break from the unyielding cement of the garage floor.
"No problem," Adam replied, as he eyed his corner of the artwork critically.
"Any time, Beautiful," Tommy assured his girlfriend.
"I wouldn't be able to get this done on time without you," she continued.
"Small wonder, considering how busy Lord Zedd has kept us," Adam commented.
"Too bad the others had to go to the library," Tommy added.
"Who has the blue paint?" the Pink Ranger asked.
"Here," Adam offered, handing the container to her. Instead of a smooth hand-off, Kim's hand jarred the cup, and the brilliant blue liquid splashed all over the Black Ranger.
"Oh, Adam, I'm so sorry!" Kim gasped, hastily reaching for a rag.
Her soft-spoken teammate regarded the vivid blotches with resignation.
"It's all right; accidents happen," he murmured, even as his friends tried to help him blot his clothes clean.
"You should wash these out before the paint dries," Tommy suggested.
"Good idea," Adam agreed. "My pants aren't too bad, and I can just rinse my shirt out in the sink and...."
"And sit around in wet clothing for the rest of the afternoon? Uh-uh," Kim objected. "Tell you what. You can go in the bathroom, take these off, then I'll clean them out in the sink in the laundry room before the stain has a chance to set. I'll throw them in the washer and dryer, and they'll be as good as new. Your mom won't be the wiser."
Without waiting for her shy teammate's response, Kim grabbed his arm and tugged him towards the house.
"Really, Kim, you don't have to go to all this trouble," Adam protested, even as he floundered along behind her.
"Nonsense. I made the mess; I'll clean it up."
Adam appealed to Tommy silently.
"You might as well give it up. Kim's as relentless as a spike when her mind's made up," Tommy chuckled.
So it was that Adam found himself haplessly thrust into the Harts' recently redecorated bathroom.
"Strip," Kim commanded. "Then hand your things out to me." Her tone brooked no resistance. Once she was assured of the Black Ranger's compliance, she returned to the hallway and closed the door behind her.
At least she's going to let me change in private, Adam sighed, and began peeling off his stained attire.
Out in the hallway, Kimberly reclined against the wall, waiting for their recalcitrant companion's clothing.
"I think you scared him," Tommy snickered.
Kim made a face at him. "Don't be silly; I'm simply being logical. The sooner his things are washed, the better chance we have of getting the paint out."
Her boyfriend said nothing and merely shook his head.
"Don't give me that look," she bristled. "If I hadn't taken charge, we'd still be in the garage discussing the matter."
Tommy had to concede her point.
"I realize Adam is a little bashful--he kind of reminds me of the way Billy used to be. Why do you think I dragged his cute tush into the bathroom? If it had been anyone else, I'd have made them strip in the garage, and I'd have enjoyed the show." She folded her arms across her chest defiantly; her steely look dared Tommy to say anything further. The White Ranger, wisely, did not take that dare.
"Here you go, Kim," came a muffled voice from behind the bathroom door. A moment later, the door opened a crack, and Adam handed over his clothing.
"We'll get you something to put on," Kim promised.
"Like what? Your bathrobe?" Tommy snickered, conjuring the mental picture of the poor Black Ranger wrapped up in a pink, fluffy, too-short robe. He already felt sorry for the guy.
"You are so mean," his girlfriend scolded, whapping him on the arm. "For your information, there's a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt in the linen closet on the bottom shelf."
"Something of your dad's?" the team leader wondered.
"Or something Mom's last boyfriend left behind," Kim said with a shrug. "You take care of Adam, and I'll take care of these." With that, she headed for the laundry room, and Tommy set about his appointed task.
He never made it to the closet. He hadn't even managed his first step when he was hit with a spike so powerful it made his knees buckle.
Where did that come from? he gulped, as he attempted to get a grip on his runaway hormones. However, the deep breathing wasn't working.
Sex NOW! his hormones demanded.
All right... he had two choices of partners....
Behind door number one, we have mostly naked Adam. Behind door number two--halfway across the house--we have fully dressed Kimberly....
Fuck door number two; we want Adam--NOW!
Who was he to argue with his hormones? Tommy reached for the doorknob.
Inside the bathroom, Adam paced, rubbing his arms to warm himself up.
What's taking so long? he grumbled. Although he wasn't especially anxious to don the frilly robe he was expecting, he didn't relish the thought of being caught standing around in his boxer shorts --the navy ones with the little green frogs on them. It could be worse, he reminded himself. He could have been wearing the ones Aisha had made for him and Rocky in her sewing class. She had cannibalized some old Power Ranger sheets to make them. Now those would have been embarrassing! The thought made the prospect of a dainty bathrobe more attractive, and it would be better than freezing to death! Mrs. Hart needs to turn the air conditioner down.
Adam had been so preoccupied with his thoughts, he never heard the bathroom door open, so when he turned around, he was quite surprised to find the White Ranger standing there.
"Tommy!" he squeaked out, blushing from head to toe. He fidgeted uncomfortably under the intensity of his long-haired companion's stare. It was as if Tommy was eyeing him like something good to eat.
A moment later, Adam realized that that's exactly what he was, as the front edge of Tommy's spike hit him. Whoa! He wasn't spiking five minutes ago!
Adam had heard about the sudden spikes, but he had never faced one yet. Tommy's felt as strong as his spike had been, back when Zack had first helped him out. He swallowed dryly as Tommy approached, the taller teen's eyes dark with smoldering lust.
The next thing the Black Ranger knew, he was flattened against the glass of the shower door, Tommy's tongue down his throat. He could feel the burn of his teammate's needy hard-on through his jeans, and Adam's felt his own meat twitching in kind.
Just when the Asian youth was beginning to feel lightheaded from lack of air, Tommy pulled back, gulping for breath.
"S-sorry," he stammered, knowing he had to be overwhelming his still-new teammate, "but I really need...."
He never finished his sentence, as he once again devoured Adam's mouth.
Adam hated to admit it, but he was a little nervous. He'd never been with Tommy before, and he'd never been with anyone this desperate. Still, he couldn't turn his back on a friend in need, and really, Tommy was quite a good kisser. His tongue probed deep, twining about his own, then retreated to tease his lips. The way Tommy's tongue penetrated his mouth matched the rhythm that his hips ground against Adam's groin --like a prelude of things to come.
His hands began wandering, skimming over the planes of Adam's smooth chest, and the Black Ranger allowed his to respond in kind, moving up and under the cotton of Tommy's white tank top. Tommy's hands journeyed lower, squeezing Adam's prick through his thin boxers, then cupping his balls. Both men groaned softly.
"I gotta have you now, man," Tommy moaned, tearing himself from Adam's lips. He dropped to his knees and tugged his partner's underwear down to his ankles.
"Oh, God...." Adam sighed, as his dick disappeared into the depths of Tommy's skilled mouth. He felt his knees buckle as the White Ranger slurped his turgid pole, his tongue tracing its contours with abandon. The Black Ranger found himself clutching a handful of Tommy's long hair, trying to hang on for dear life.
Then, that blissful wetness was gone, and Adam whimpered in disappointment. However, the only reason Tommy had stopped was so he could strip off his clothing. Faster than the Black Ranger would have credited, his partner was buck-naked and pressed up against his body. The heat felt delicious in the cold bathroom, and the way Tommy's cock thrummed against his made him twitch with anticipation.
Tommy started another desperate kiss, his hips thrusting against Adam's needfully, when a shiver that had nothing to do with Power Hormones shuddered through his lanky frame.
"Let's go some place warmer," he suggested. Before Adam could say a word, Tommy was pulling him towards the door.
"We can't go out there with no clothes on!" Adam protested.
"Sure we can. No one's here," Tommy assured him. Still, he took a quick look up and down the hallway before darting out, scurrying to a room just across the hall, Adam in tow.
Adam was still reeling as Tommy closed the door behind them.
"Where are we?" Adam wondered, glancing about at the decidedly feminine quarters.
"Kim's room," Tommy answered, then the spiking Ranger was once again devouring his companion's mouth.
Kim's room! I can't have sex in Kim's room!
"Don't worry, Kim won't mind," the spiking teen assured him, more-or-less correctly guessing his partner's thoughts. He hurriedly urged him over to the bed, figuring that not giving Adam time to dwell on his sense of propriety would keep the new Ranger's social-anxiety at bay.
Tommy felt like he was taking a lesson from Kim's book as he practically hustled his shy companion over to the bed. Adam stretched out on the girly bedspread on his stomach for a moment. "It's your spike," he said, as he deliberately relaxed his muscles and settled onto the mattress. "You call the shots."
I can do that, Tommy thought, as he climbed onto the bed behind the slightly nervous Black Ranger. Adam's smooth, bare ass was round and creamy-pale below the tan of his back; his heavy balls in their black-furred sac lay on the sheet between his spread legs. Changing location, he clambered around and sat down with his crotch in front of Adam's face, his legs on the smaller boy's arms. Taking his cue from Trini's oh-so-helpful tutoring lessons, Tommy began to coach his newest lover through their first encounter together.
"Start with my balls...yeah, lick my balls first," the muscular teen requested. Adam extended his tongue and lapped tentatively at Tommy's heavy sac. "Yeah, Adam, that's it," the White Ranger coaxed, sliding down so his crotch was pressed against the dark-haired youth's face. "Lick it good."
Adam's nostrils were filled with the heavy male muskiness of his muscular leader's crotch, and his hormones surged as he licked at the loose, salty, flesh of Tommy's scrotum. I can't believe I'm licking Tommy's balls, he thought incredulously, then the Sympathy effect began to chase away his objective thinking. Just then, Tommy pulled back, letting him suck in fresh air, then the White Ranger tipped his stone-hard cock down with one hand and placed the other hand on the back of Adam's dark head, guiding the swollen tip of his prick to his smooth lips. Adam opened his mouth and took in the heated cap of his partner's prick, wondering how much of it he would be able to swallow. Good thing he's skinny, he thought, as his lips dipped lower down the rigid, blue-veined shaft.
"Oh, yeah, Adam," Tommy urged, as he pushed his dick further into Adam's mouth, watching as the Asian youth's cheeks hollowed with the suction he used take in the enormous length.
A tiny spurt of pre-come dripped out of the head of Tommy's rod. As Adam tasted the salt of the other man's juices on his tongue, he let out a muffled moan and began to suck harder. The vibrations of Adam's moans on his super-sensitive cock-head began driving Tommy wild. The big shaft slid further into his mouth, making him gag momentarily.
"Sorry, man," Tommy offered sheepishly, as he pulled his penis free of his teammate's lips.
Adam waived away the apology as he watched Tommy get off of the mattress. "Accidents happen."
Moving to the foot of the bed, Tommy leaned down and began slowly caressing Adam's ass. "Here, let me make it up to you."
He then proceeded to treat his new teammate to his very best ass-nibbling, starting with slow, broad strokes across the taut globes, lazily working down to wetly caress the underswell of his partner's cheeks.
P-le-aaase!" the dark-haired youth pleaded eventually, overcome by the sensations racing through his veins. It felt so incredible that his innate shyness was being forced completely from his mind --spike or no spike! With his brain shutting down, all there was room for was the electrifying pleasure, boosted by the Power Hormones humming along his nerves.
Tommy leaned lower between Adam's legs and began gently lapping at the tightening scrotum with his tongue.
"Uhhhhh!!" Adam gritted out, tensing with passion.
Tommy continued licking, his tongue-strokes swiftly gaining speed and strength, sliding his tongue up and down the black-haired skin, rolling the testicles in his mouth.
"Uuuuuhhhh...."
Tommy smiled to himself as Adam grunted again; this ball-bath was seriously getting to him!
The Black Ranger went rigid all over as he felt his meat stir and lengthen. Tommy licking his balls like that was really turning him on! His dick went on swelling, and he involuntarily pushed his body back against that warm, lapping tongue. Harder and harder his cock grew until he had a full erection, pressing hot and solid against his belly. Suddenly, the lashing tongue stopped. There was a wet nip on his flesh while Tommy reached under him to grip his engorged tool. The Rangers' leader gave a hard squeeze before releasing it and resuming the tongue-bath. Tommy's hot, lapping tongue dipped between the cheeks of Adam's ass to wetly tickle his asshole. Adam's rod swelled impossibly harder. The long-haired teen went on running his hot, wet tongue around and around the tight circle of Adam's quivering entrance, then he gently pulled the taut butt-cheeks apart and forced his tongue into the waiting entrance.
"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh..." Adam moaned helplessly at the incredibly erotic feeling of that wet tongue entering him. Tommy withdrew for a moment, before attacking that tight-as-a virgin hole with his tongue again, as Adam's body reacted to the lustful sensations. Adam's manhood throbbed, aching for release. The warm tongue stopped licking his anus, then --
Adam jerked in explosive bliss as the taller youth pushed his long index finger up to the first knuckle into his tight opening. His whole being burned with desire as Tommy pushed the finger in even further.
Tommy groaned in excitement as he slipped his finger into the Black Ranger's ass all the way, watching 'the new kid' wriggle. The lanky young man gently twisted the finger inside his partner, reveling in the almost-unbelievable tightness of his companion's orifice. Adam whimpered and writhed, the finger inside him burning sweetly. The Black Ranger sucked in a sharp breath when his new lover inserted another finger next to the first and began to twist both digits deep into his anus.
A stab of hot ecstasy shot through Adam's prick as Tommy's fingers found his prostate and began to rub. A gush of warm pre-come spurted from the head of his rigid member, wetting his stomach, as Tommy began inserting a third finger into his aching entrance. Over and over, the team's leader finger-fucked his tingling orifice, then, suddenly the digits withdrew. Adam fought down his frustration over the loss of stimulation. He wanted Tommy to keep those fingers in his ass! But his mental haze quickly lifted as Tommy shifted around into a new position, his muscular arms coming down on either side of him, his long legs together, between Adam's spread ones. Then he felt the hot nudge of the other man's enormous member push between his cheeks. Finally! Adam thought, as the hot cock-head, slippery with pre-come, pushed inexorably between his asscheeks and rested against his eager opening. Tommy slowly eased his arms down, letting the weight of his body push him inside his supine partner. Adam flexed his glutes, squirming.
Suddenly, the tip of Tommy's rod breached the tight ring of muscle and began sliding in. Adam reeled in ecstasy as Tommy sank slowly inside him. Still, his hormone-fogged brain found time for another flicker of incredulity at what he was doing with the White Ranger. Here he was, on his belly, with Tommy's powerful arms against his sides, his rock-hard cock plowing into his ass! On Kimberly's bed, no less!
Gently but without hesitation, the muscular teen sank his dick into his teammate's ass to the root; he could feel the heat of Adam's behind against his balls as his heavy sac came to rest on the moaning youth's buttocks.
"Pleeeease, PLEEEEEASE," the Black Ranger begged in amorous desperation.
Tommy trembled, sweating, trying with all his strength not to shoot right there and then. Adam's ass gripped his tool like a hot vise, tighter than he'd imagined. But he wasn't ready for this to be over yet. Willing his come to stay put, he slipped an arm under Adam's waist, gripped the Asian youth's hard-on, and began slowly jacking the Black Ranger off while he gently thrust his cock back and forth in his partner's tight ass.
The burning desire in Adam's sphincter began to intensify as Tommy's turgid tool stretched the muscle wide again and again, grunting and moaning as his body rocked with the ancient rhythm. The hand around his prick felt fantastic, rubbing his aching meat with sure, firm strokes. He began pushing back, welcoming Tommy's thrusting member, sliding his own hard-on in the other man's jacking hand.
"Harder, Tommy, harder!" he begged wildly.
Tommy pulled his cock back until only the head remained inside Adam's tight posterior, as he rubbed his thumb over and over on the mass of supersensitive nerves just behind the base of the writhing boy's dripping dick-head, making his teammate squirm.
Adam's balls felt as if they were filled with lead --hot, heavy, aching. His twitching meat in the muscular teen's grip throbbed and burned for release. Over and over, Tommy rubbed his tool, stopping when he felt Adam getting to the edge of shooting. Teasingly, he would push his dick a fraction further into the eager hole, then pull back.
Adam was going insane --he had to come; he had to come!
"YES, YES, I WANT IT! PLEASE! PLEASE, FUCK ME!" the dark-eyed teen shouted.
In an instant, the White Ranger rammed his meat to the hilt in Adam's tight ass, jerking wildly at his partner's slippery, hard cock, slamming his own engorged dick again and again into his bucking companion. Suddenly, Tommy felt it begin. He buried his sword in that tight asshole, grinding his hips against Adam's butt-cheeks. With a guttural groan, he unloaded spurt after spurt of boiling come into his newest lover.
A final tidal wave washed over Adam as, crying out, he felt the hot semen splash inside him, triggered his own orgasm.
"AAAHHHGODI'MCOMMMIINNNGGGG!" he shrieked, shooting hot, sticky jets into Tommy's tight grip, practically sobbing with the ecstasy of release.
The two collapsed bonelessly, rubbery muscles refusing to support them any longer. Sweaty and panting, they settled side-by-side, Tommy spooned against Adam's chest.
Cool, the White Ranger thought, still unable to speak just yet, now I know how to get him over that shyness-thing. His companion couldn't see his humorous grin at the epiphany.
Adam contemplated the smooth ass nestled up against him. He could still feel Tommy's spike roiling within him; the White Ranger wasn't done by a long shot. He ran an exploratory hand over the swell of Tommy's behind and was reward with a moan of approval.
Should I...? he mused speculatively, continuing to caress those responsive glutes. Perversely, an image popped into his head --that of a little red devil, who looked very much like Rocky, perched on his shoulder. In his head, he could hear Rocky's voice declaring, "Leave no ass unfucked!"
He gave a nudge of his groin against his hormonally-overloaded partner's butt, and received an encouraging answering thrust, accompanied by a small lusty growl. Repeating the maneuver earned him an even harder return gesture; Tommy's behind pressed back and then did a little grind against his dick.
"Uh, huuuuh," the lanky youth practically purred.
Despite the post-orgasmic lassitude that still clung to their bodies, the duo continued to bump-and-grind their way back to excitement in surprisingly short order.
"Does Kim keep the lube in her dresser?" Adam asked, as his strong hand fondled Tommy's heavy balls. His own indefatigable tool had risen to the challenge and was currently working its way between his team leader's tight, sweat-slick cheeks.
"Here," Tommy replied, reaching underneath the pillow. His horny body never stopped squirming as he fished for the hidden tube. He groaned in disappointment as Adam let go of his dick when he handed it over. His fingers quickly closed around his own turgid rod as his partner greased him up.
Neither was inclined to change position, so Adam spread Tommy's taut butt-cheeks with his fingers and pressed closer to his heated body. He quickly positioned his sensitive tip against the corrugated rim and pressed inside, one steadying hand braced on his partner's hip.
"Uuungghh," they groaned in unison at the joining.
A few thrusts got Adam halfway inside.
"More!" Tommy gritted out fiercely. "Give me all of it!"
The Black Ranger threw his leg over his lover's hip and reached around for the long, engorged tool as he thrust in hard.
Tommy cried out in lustful abandon as he was filled to capacity, while simultaneously getting jerked off. He reached behind to grab onto the smaller boy's flexing ass, gaining leverage and encouraging his partner to thrust faster, harder, deeper.
It didn't take long for Adam to explode under the frenetic pace, driving his swollen meat into that tight, clenching orifice. He slammed in to the hilt, crying out as his nuts contracted and gave up their load. Still pumping, he sped up his hand on Tommy's rampant manhood.
The long-haired teen grunted and gasped loudly as his seed filled the firm, sure fist pumping his straining tool. He didn't even notice the flaccid member slipping out of his ass.
Satiated for the moment, the two Rangers lazed in Kimberly's bed, trying to convince themselves they should get up.
"Maybe we could arrange for another accident... one where your clothes have to be washed," Adam ventured with a grin. He could definitely go for another round!
"Mmm.... tempting," Tommy agreed, "but we better not push our luck; Kim wasn't sure when her mother would be getting back."
"Speaking of Kim, she isn't going to be mad that we used her bed, is she?" Adam wondered.
"Naw," Tommy assured him, forcing himself to get up. As long as they tidied up, Kim would be cool with it. However, when the boys began searching for their clothing so they could get dressed....
"Oh, man, we left our stuff in the bathroom!" Adam groaned.
"No sweat; I'll just zip across the hall, get dressed, then get you the stuff I was supposed to get before we got distracted," Tommy said. With that, he went to the door and peeked out. The coast was clear. However, just outside the door he tripped and landed hard.
Grumbling, he turned to see what he'd fallen over. To his amazement, he had tripped over his and Adam's neatly folded clothing. Atop the pile was a note: "Save some of that for me!"
Tommy grinned and wondered how much of the show Kim had caught.
"Tommy, are you okay?" Adam called out.
"Yeah," Tommy replied, hastily tucking the note away. No need to let Adam know that they'd had an audience. "I just had a little accident, that's all."