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Author's Note: Peter Gabriel would kill me if he knew what I was doing with his song title. Sorry, Pete --but thanks! :)~
Rocky sat in the cockpit of his new NinjaZord, familiarizing himself with the controls. Even with the built-in knowledge from the Morphin' Grid, it was still a good idea for the Rangers to settle the information in their minds with dry runs before they needed to go into action. Hence, the Red Ranger's present position: flipping levers and checking the HUD displays that were currently overlaying his view of the Command Center's Zord holding bay.
"I've got it, Billy," he said aloud, his voice transmitted to the team's resident genius through the cockpit's open comm channel. "You can start the simulation anytime you're ready."
"Power down, please," came the Blue Ranger's voice. "I want to test a theory while we're performing this exercise."
Mystified, Rocky did as requested. "What's up?" he asked, as the shimmering crimson light faded, leaving him sitting in the pilot's chair in his street-clothes, black shorts and sneakered feet hidden under the front console. "You want me to do this unPowered?"
"It's a theory of mine," began the explanation, "that the Power affects us in some way even when we are not in battle-mode."
"You think we can still access our knowledge of the Morphin' Grid, even when we're unmorphed?" Rocky queried, following the Blue Ranger's postulate.
"Precisely," came the reply. "I would like to test the extent of that, if you will indulge me, before we move on to the rest of the simulation."
"Billy, there is no way I'm going to be able to keep up with the scenario unmorphed!"
"That is why I've reduced the initial settings," his green-eyed teammate reassured him. "It'll be like playing a video game," he cajoled.
"Hey, that sounds like fun!" Rocky chuckled. "Okay, Billy, I'm in." Then he added an afterthought: "If Aisha shows up early --like she oh-so-loves to do-- for her test-run, could you please keep her off the comm channel? She's kinda distracting," he grinned.
"Understood," came the chuckling reply. "Should she appear early --as I also suspect she might-- I will endeavor to keep her from distracting me as well."
The Red Ranger settled his concentration as the computer-generated images resolved into false life on his viewscreen.
A few minutes into the mock-battle, Rocky became aware of an unexpected distraction --he felt a hand on his thigh.
"Aisha! Dammit!" He directed his startled exclamation at his mischievous friend hidden beneath the high-tech instrument panel. "I'm tryin' to work, here!" he proclaimed, as he felt her other hand join in, trailing its way up his opposite calf. His fingers scrambled over the controls, recovering the disadvantage his moment of surprise afforded his 'foes'. But Billy was still running the simulation; he couldn't just call for a time-out in order to swat her roaming hands away.
As he continued to run the battle-scenario as best he could, those deft fingers unfastened his shorts and wrestled his below-the-belt clothing down to his ankles.
"Billy!" he gasped out, as warm hands enfolded his genitals. "Could you cut the pace just a little for a few minutes?"
Obligingly, the enemies on his viewscreen suddenly became fewer and slower.
"Thanks, man," Rocky called out, before his Blue teammate even had a chance to ask him what was up. "I'll explain later."
That accomplished, Rocky leaned back a little in his seat and divided his attention between the two activities. Looks like we're gonna really find out if the Grid-knowledge flows in subconsciously, he thought fleetingly. Then, it was blowjob time.
She started her oral attention to his manhood with a thorough tongue-bath, laving his cock and balls with broad, wet swipes of her tongue. She even gave his anus a few licks, causing him to buck --and take some damage from the mock-foes attacking his Zord. Once his tool was hard and wet, she opened wide and took all of him into her mouth, closing her lips around the base. Rocky groaned in pleasure at the warm wetness enveloping the whole of his rod.
Rocky strangled a yelp of surprise as he felt her throat muscles work, milking his penis without moving her head. Fortunately, the noise was masked from Billy's electronic ears, because his exclamation coincided with a surprisingly sudden move by an enemy pilot, causing him to swerve his Zord precariously to avoid collision. As for his follow-up groan of pleasure.... Well, he'd just have to hope Billy missed that. His kneeling 'assailant', however, was right on target; she slid her pursed lips up his shaft, stopping just below the head. Her hungry lips sucked more life into it as she squeezed it with her mouth.
She repeated the deliciously distracting maneuver a few times --costing the ApeZord one of its secondary stabilizers. She's got me right where she wants me, the Red Ranger chuckled to himself silently, in an effort to draw more of his attention away from her ball-boiling ministrations, so that he wouldn't come too soon, while simultaneously trying to keep his wits on the mock-battle raging across his instrument panels.
He felt her lips slide up and off his erection --the warm breath exhaled across his damp cock made him shiver and grow even harder-- then lower again, engulfing his tip once more. A firm hand circled his shaft and began massaging gently. Then she started giving a lick here, a lick there... all over the sensitive, swollen head. The licks gradually got sloppier; she alternated between drooling on his engorged prick and licking it, occasionally even letting the moisture trickle down his shaft an inch or two before licking it up.
Once his meat was lubed to her apparent satisfaction, she clamped her lips around the head and started taking the thick shaft farther and farther into her mouth, pumping it with her hand as she bobbed her head. But her easy throat-fuck didn't last very long; her pace quickened after only a few minutes.
The pressure inside his balls was too much! Rocky orgasmed thunderously. His whole body went rigid with ejaculation and he cried out in abandon as his Zord spiraled out of control. His load pumped down her throat to the accompaniment of a spectacular crash and burn right into the side of the downtown bank building.
As she eased her throat back so that she could give tender service to his diminishing cock as it finished spasming, Rocky found himself almost chuckling. Glad I didn't drown her! Then his attention focused more on the viewscreen than on her little cat-licks on his penis.
"Aw, man!" he exclaimed, noting the destruction. "Billy's gonna kill me!" Yet he couldn't help but grin and add, "But it was worth it!" as he moved the pilot's seat backwards on its gimbals so that he could thank his teammate face to face.
His shock electrified his nervous system as not Aisha's saucy grin but Billy's bemused countenance emerged from under the console.
"Nah," the Blue Ranger said, as he casually rested his forearms on the totally stunned teen's bare thighs. "Who would I have to help me with my experiments then?" Before his red-clad teammate could form a reply to that, he added devilishly, "Are you ready to take it up a notch?"
"What's gotten into you?" was all Rocky could think to say.
"Well, if Tommy and Kim can test their Zords this way, why can't we?" Billy replied as he levered himself up, planting his hands on Rocky's thighs and leaning forward as he rose. "You should've heard them...!"