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After a long, busy afternoon of playing soccer, running all over the park kicking Putty Patroller butt, then trouncing the obligatory monster, Rocky and Adam were both ready to call it a day. Grubby and achy, they stopped by Adam's house --since it was closest-- intending to get cleaned up and then just chill for a while.
Mrs. Park took one look at them and shooed them back onto the porch."Oh, no! You are not tracking dirt all over my nice, clean house," she insisted, uncharacteristically harried. "Your father is having dinner guests from work over this evening; and I have spent all day cleaning this place from top to bottom." She added in a grumbling undertone, "since he neglected to mention it to me until today."
"Uh, oh," Rocky said quietly, casting a sideways glance at his dark-haired friend. "Your dad's in trouble."
Mrs. Park continued, ignoring the remark. "You two can just have a seat right here and I'll bring you out something to eat. But you will not be messing up my house!"
"But Mom," Adam began in a pleading tone, "what about our showers?" The boys were both hot and sticky, and feeling slightly sore with muscle fatigue; Adam thought he had never wanted a shower so badly in his life! He knew Rocky had to be feeling the same way.
Mrs. Park planted her fists on her hips and glared at him.
"Never mind," he mumbled, turning his gaze down to his feet, and then sitting on the porch swing behind him. Rocky sat down, too, as his irate mother stormed back inside.
"Well, I guess the showers are gonna be at my house, then," the Red Ranger commented lightly. "Man! I've never seen your mom so mad."
"Me either," Adam responded. He sighed heavily, then said, "it is not gonna be fun trying to sneak back in here later. But I'm gonna have to, if I want to avoid getting caught up in their boring ole dinner party."
"Why don't you come spend the night with me?" Rocky volunteered. "You know my mom won't mind; she's always liked you. Besides," he snorted, repeating a long-standing joke; "she's not likely to notice one more person around there anyway."
Hair still damp from the shower, and wearing a pair of Rocky's shorts and a t-shirt, Adam entered his best friend's basement room, feeling much improved.
"Be sure to lock the door behind you." Rocky directed from his sprawled-out position on the bed. He was lying flat on his stomach, head at the foot of the mattress, as he watched tv.
Adam grinned as he complied, remembering the time that he and Aisha had arrived unannounced one morning shortly after receiving their Powers, and discovered Rocky sleeping in the buff.
"Planning on stripping again this evening?" Adam teased as he made his way to the bed and sat with his back against the headboard.
"It was just that one night!" Rocky protested his innocence. "That's not why I started locking the door at bedtime." He directed a mock-kick at his best friend for the ribbing.
"So," Adam prompted, slapping his foot away. "Why did you?"
"Because Miguel has started getting fond of practical jokes." Rocky made a face as he thought of one prank in particular that his younger brother had pulled recently.
"You don't mean he actually comes in here at night, do you?"
"He certainly does!" Rocky confirmed. "You remember that sock puppet that Angelina made in her kindergarten class right after we moved here? The one that she drug around everywhere for weeks?"
Adam nodded; Rocky's littlest sister had been thrilled with the transformed white tube sock. She made a point of showing everybody it's eyes --demonstrating to her audience how they moved when she shook the toy-- and explained with pride how she had glued the yarn hair on "all by myself."
"He snuck in here while I was sleeping and...." Rocky cut himself off, suddenly not sure he wanted to tell anybody what had happened; it was pretty ridiculous.
"Come on," Adam nudged him with a foot. "Give."
"He swiped it from her one night, then snuck in here and...." He felt a slight blush rising on his cheeks as he paused. "... And put it where no sock puppet has a right to be!" he concluded with indignity.
It took Adam a second to figure out where he meant. Then he burst out laughing, as the mental image of his best friend waking up one morning with that sock puppet staring back at him from around his dick presented itself. He nearly doubled over as he pictured Rocky laying there in the all-together with a morning hard-on, his rigid pole twitching, and those little plastic eyes shaking and rattling ... it was just too much!
"Cut it out," Rocky grumbled, poking Adam in the ribs with his heel. "It's not funny." But his declaration lacked strength, since he gave a snort of laughter of his own. He tried to suppress his snicker as he glared over his shoulder at his best bud, but it wasn't working very well.
"Yes it is," Adam asserted, his whole body shaking with mirth. He tried to get a grip on himself, but he had trouble getting his next words out as he gasped for air around his laughter. "I'm sorry, Rocky," he apologized. "I know I shouldn't laugh." He snorted around his attempt to suppress his guffaws as he added, "and Miguel shouldn't have done that. But it is pretty funny."
Rocky could certainly see the humor in it -- he almost wished he had thought of it first! But he wasn't going to admit that; he wasn't quite ready to quit feeling affronted just yet. He turned his face back to the tv and dropped his chin down onto his hands, hoping to present an image of wounded dignity. After a few minutes of the silent treatment, he heard Adam's merriment dwindle down and drift away, amid occasional snickers. He ignored his oldest friend for a while longer.
Adam knew that Rocky wasn't really all that upset over it; nevertheless, he was starting to feel contrite for pricking his best friend's ego that way. The hilarity of the incident would eventually gloss over the whole thing, but for now.... The direction of Adam's musing suddenly took a sharp turn as he looked over the Red Ranger's prone body appraisingly. A hormone surge was starting to swell within him, and he found his reflections on his closest pal being led astray by them. Adam's gaze traveled down to admire the way the tight butt flexed inside the plaid boxers every time Rocky shifted. Before he even thought about what he was doing, Adam leaned forward and ran a hand up Rocky's muscular calf.
_I kinda figured this would happen tonight,_ Rocky thought. _He was starting to get that Look earlier this afternoon._ Without changing positions, he noted aloud, "So, you're starting to feel some aggravated hormones, huh?" It crossed his mind to be difficult and make Adam sweat a little for laughing over the sock puppet incident; but he had never been a spiteful person, so it was only a fleeting thought. _Nah, forget it,_ he decided. Rocky suddenly realized that he was starting to feel the sympathetic hormone surge that Rangers got whenever they were around a teammate who was 'Tripping.' _But I will make him do all the work for a while._
Not bothering with a verbal reply to the observation, Adam tugged off the borrowed t-shirt and shorts he was wearing and slid up the back of his best friend's body to lie atop him, pushing Rocky's grey tanktop up and out of his way as he did so. Rocky tossed the tanktop aside and moaned quietly his appreciation as the Black Ranger's mouth closed warmly on the side of his neck.
"This is a great way to relax after fighting monsters," Rocky said with a contented sigh. His tight cheeks flexed upward briefly, and he felt the answering pressure of Adam's groin bear down on him momentarily. "I'm glad the Power makes it so easy."
"Are you sayin' I'm easy?" Adam jibed with a grin, then nibbled an earlobe. He ran his hands down Rocky's sides, then back up to knead his shoulders.
"All I'm sayin'.... mmm," Rocky moaned and lost his train of thought. He thrust his butt against Adam's stiffening cock as it ground against his cleft. Adam's smooth chest pressed against his back, and the small, rhythmic hip thrusts felt awesome! Rocky sucked in a sharp breath as Adam's mouth latched onto the back of his neck; the not-painful bite sent shivers down his spine. His breath hissed out as Adam scooted backwards, trailing kisses and nips down his back. Adam's fingers trailed along his sides and slid under the waistband of his last piece of clothing. Rocky raised his hips as his partner eased his boxers off. He sighed in sensual bliss as Adam's hand glided up one leg, while his mouth glided up the other. The Black Ranger swiped his tongue at the back of his knee. Rocky jerked slightly at the sudden ticklish sensation, but his companion had already moved on, up the backs of his thighs.
Rocky's simmering hormones were starting to boil. His hips rocked forward of their own volition as Adam ran both hands over his asscheeks, up to the small of his back. Then his hips rocked back, following the strong caressing tug that slid down his flanks, pausing ever-so-slightly before curving inward along the underswell of his ass. He felt those sure hands begin their ascent on his bottom again, and he ground his hardening dick into the mattress, unable to resist the rhythm. The thumbs trailing up his crack was the last straw.
Rocky rolled to the side and quickly scrambled around. He pulled Adam into a strong embrace and kissed him, hard and deep. Their tongues dueled wetly, and the fierce kiss upped their body heat a few more degrees. Rocky broke for air and gave his lover a smoldering stare. Then he lay on his side, oriented toward the headboard, as Adam lay down the other way. Rocky grasped Adam's hip and scooted closer. As he gazed lustfully at the hard, red phallus before him, he felt the Black Ranger's firm hand close over his dick. He spared one glance down, and was treated to the cock-jolting sight of Adam licking his lips in hunger, then leaning in with open mouth towards his twitching meat.
They devoured each other hungrily for what felt like hours; fondling testicles with fingertips, boring pointed tongues into dripping cockslits, grabbing asses to pull each other closer for deep-throats, licking, sucking, tugging, pumping. Then Adam spread Rocky's cheeks apart and pressed a finger to his asshole. Rocky gave a muffled exclamation around his mouthful of dick as his pulse quickened and the erotic jolt surged up from his sphincter and electrified him. Adam teased as he kept sucking his friend off, pushing against the clenching ring of muscle but never working inside.
"Quit torturing me," Rocky demanded with mock-severity, popping his companion's swollen meat from his mouth. He felt consumed by the wildfire that had sprung to life in his veins. He delivered a stinging slap to Adam's well-muscled ass and then reached for the lube he kept in his nightstand. Adam just grinned and started licking him like a lollipop as he stretched for the drawer. Rocky yanked on the drawer handle and fished out the small tube. "Man, you_. aaahh!" The Red Ranger broke off with a startled cry, stiffening as his companion took a long, wet swipe of the tongue from his glans all the way back to his sphincter. Then Adam sat up, grinning wickedly and holding his hand out for the tube.
"You drive me nuts!" Rocky concluded, breathing heavily. He sprawled facedown again and tossed the tube blindly over his shoulder.
Adam chuckled almost silently as he caught the lubricant in mid-air. He unscrewed the cap and squeezed some of the cool gel onto his palm, then replaced the lid and tossed the tube back into the open drawer. _So we can find it later._ He rubbed his hands together, warming the lube a little and coating his palms and fingers. Then he reached for his throbbing erection with one hand as he began working the fingers of the other between Rocky's flexing cheeks. Rocky tilted his hips, giving better access, and moaned a little. Adam's hands matched rhythm as he simultaneously stroked his cock and the length of his lover's cleft, coating them both with the slippery substance. He worked a well-greased finger into Rocky's opening as he continued tugging on his member. He pressed his finger in with steady pressure as Rocky groaned deep in his chest and eased himself back, furthering the penetration. The Black Ranger moved to cover his prone friend once again, probing for the tighter-than-tight opening as he pressed his needy body against him. He took a warm nibble at Rocky's neck as his arms encircled his shoulders and he rested his full weight upon him.
"Unh, fuck me now!" Rocky groaned, tilting his hips more and spreading his knees farther apart. Adam enthusiastically obliged. He found Rocky's hole with little difficulty, and then eagerly pushed his tip into the tight opening. Both young men groaned.
Adam had to pause for a minute, as the mind-blowing feel of the incredibly close ring gripped his sensitive cockhead and squeezed. For an instant, he felt as if all the sensation in his body were focused on that one spot. Then he became aware of Rocky's lean, well-muscled frame pinned beneath him.
Rocky, meanwhile, felt the most erotic surrender as his companion pinned him down and forced his tip into his hole, stretching him open and starting that sweet burn inside him. He was momentarily paralyzed, as his whole attention focused on the intense sensation of being penetrated. When his mind stopped reeling, he almost sobbed with wanting to be stretched open and filled.
Rocky pushed his ass back. They both moaned in ecstasy as Adam pushed forward a little and his entire cockhead slid inside. Adam clutched his best friend's shoulders, then he hunched his hips, driving himself in farther, and then he began to buck hard and fast.
"Oh, God, yes!" Rocky whispered, gasping out the words. His fists knotted into the sheets and he started thrusting his hips back as hard as he could. The pumping cock buried in his ass was hitting that deep place within, sending overpowering waves of erotic fulfillment scorching through his body. His penis pulsed and grew impossibly hard, trapped beneath him and pressed to the mattress. The friction of the sheets on his member increased the stimulation and he almost thought he would come. Through the haze of mind-blowing stimulus he felt Adam's sweating body tense, and then the dick in his ass gave a twitch. Then it released its load, flooding his insides with the warm fluid.
"Aaahhh," Adam let out an inarticulate cry of abandon as he felt his balls tighten and his cock jump as he climaxed inside the warm cavern of his lover's body. He gripped Rocky's shoulders harder as he slammed his hips forward frantically, instinctually pumping his ejaculation as deep as he could.
After some breath-catching and a chance to come down a little from the euphoric high, Adam withdrew and lay down next to his best friend, rolling onto his side.
"Oohh, that felt good," he proclaimed, still panting from his exertions.
"Uh, huh," Rocky agreed, turning over to put his arm around his bedmate and lay spoon-fashion against him. "But now it's my turn," he rumbled, nipping Adam's earlobe. He ground his aching cock into the cleft of his partner's muscular ass, and groaned as the cheeks flexed in a tight grip around his throbbing shaft.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Adam prompted.
"No," Rocky growled, impatient at the interruption. "I just wasn't ready for it yet." But he released his companion anyway and rolled over to get the lube. He lay on his back and squirted some into his palm, then applied it to his throbbing member. "You are so paranoid," he declared as he turned back to the Black Ranger and resumed his comfortable position against him. He reached down between them and coated Adam's cleft, working a long, pumping finger inside him. Adam's body accepted the pleasurable invasion easily, and he moaned as the probing digit stroked his hot spot.
Rocky was impatient for satisfaction. He grasped his swollen cock and gave the head a few firm squeezes, then placed the pre-come oozing tip to Adam's back door. As soon as he made contact with the clenching band, he pushed in steadily. He wrapped his arm around Adam's chest and moaned with pure bliss as his cockhead was hugged tightly.
Once he had worked most of his shaft inside, he divided his attention, so that the overwhelming grip his of best friend's tight-as-a-virgin ass wouldn't make him shoot too soon. His hand slid up his lover's rippling abs, and his strong fingers sought out and teased the tiny, rock-hard nipples. Then he gave one a twist. Adam moaned and his whole body shuddered under the electrifying onslaught. Rocky bit at his shoulder, then sent his hand questing downward for his partner's manhood. He wasn't surprised when his fingers closed over a straining erection. The Red Ranger ran his hand all over the smooth, warm shaft and heavy balls, then he wrapped his fist around the blood-engorged organ and began to tug.
"Unh, unh, Rocky ...." Adam gasped, as the dual stimulation of a dick in his ass and a firm hand yanking on his cock threatened to overwhelm his senses.
"You're the one on the hormone trip," Rocky panted, shoving his cock in harder. "I want you to come with me." That said, Rocky clamped his mouth onto the join of Adam's neck and shoulder, and picked up the pace. He slid his bent knee over Adam's thigh, then humped into him, with deep, penetrating thrusts.
The thick pole sliding in and out relentlessly, stretching his ring, combined with Rocky's strong hand jerking him off, sent Adam into sensory overload. He shouted as the come erupted from his balls, and he felt his sphincter clamp convulsively on the hard-pumping rod within him. That was all Rocky could stand. He howled along with his best friend as he slammed into his ass frantically and released his load.
In the aftermath of their powerful climaxes, the two boys remained embraced as they relaxed and drifted into unconsciousness.
"I love this room," Rocky mumbled sleepily, snuggling his head on the pillow. "Nobody can hear a thing from upstairs."
Adam's semi-conscious brain filed that piece of good news away as he settled his naked, satiated body comfortably against his oldest friend. "I'm just glad the door's locked."
