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Jason went through the kata slowly, taking his time, losing himself in the ritual movements. He was in his basement, which had been set up as a rumpus room', as his mother called it. His folks were out for the day, so Jason had invited the other guys over to spend the day working out, hanging out, or whatever other activity might occur to them. He'd left a sign on his front door telling them to come on in and where to find him, as he wouldn't be able to hear the doorbell where he was. Still, he was surprised to open his eyes and see Billy watching him from the base of the stairs.
"Hey, Billy. Where are the rest of the guys?" the Gold Ranger asked.
"They'll be along in a little while. They're waiting for Tommy to meet them at Rocky's. Something about a pot Tommy's mom is sending over to Rocky's mom Tommy is supposed to deliver it, and of course he's running late."
Jason chuckled. "It's nice to see some things just don't change. Want to spar while we wait?"
"Sure."
Taking up their positions on the thick pad that covered a large section of the floor, the two friends faced each other. Starting off fairly easy, Jason began to increase the difficulty, curious to see how well Billy could do. Before long they were both working hard, Billy at nearly his limit, Jason much closer to his than he would have ever imagined his old friend could take him.
"You've improved a lot," Jason panted, evading Billy's strike by almost too close a margin.
"So have you. I thought I could do better than this," was the gasping reply, as Billy tucked and rolled to avoid Jason's blow.
Since Jason's return as the Gold Ranger, and the group trip to Las Vegas that initiated Billy back into the erotic escapades of the team, Billy had become more relaxed, more comfortable with his Powerless position in the team. Jason had been happy to see his friend regain some of the joy he had seemed to lose after Master Vile's manipulation of time and the loss of the Ninja Powers.
"You thought I'd just maintain the same level and let you catch up with me? Not gonna happen, Bro," Jason chuckled as he swept the former Ranger's feet out from under him.
"Damn," Billy muttered with a mock glare.
The burly teen smiled indulgently as he reached down a hand to assist the former Blue Ranger to his feet. The smile disappeared when the smaller teen pulled down firmly on the proffered hand while using his leg to take Jason's feet out from under him. The Gold Ranger landed hard on the soft mat.
"You stinker! So that's how you want to play?" he growled at his childhood friend, the humorous sparkle in his eyes belying his fierce tone of voice.
Billy gave him a devilish grin as he moved carefully back away from the larger teen.
Jason quickly regained his feet and approached the team genius cautiously. He and Billy had engaged in such wrestling matches since they were kids, and Jason had learned not to underestimate his smaller opponent. In their youth, they would wrestle until one of them pinned the other and made him give the traditional sign of defeat by saying 'uncle'. Though Jason came out on top more often than not, he still had a healthy respect for the resourceful tactics of his blond friend.
"Come on, Jase, what are you waiting for?" Billy taunted him with a grin.
"Oh, I know better than that. You aren't going to trick me into doing something that will land me on my ass," Jason shot back, waiting for his opening. Feinting to the left, he managed to get his opponent off balance, then took Billy down hard from the right. Growling in frustration, the blond teen managed to break out of Jason's hold and scramble to his feet as his dark-haired friend did the same.
So it went, getting progressively rougher, the two of them trading insults and threats, kicking, hitting, tackling. Barefoot, wearing only shorts and tank tops, they were not in any real danger of actually hurting each other, but to the casual observer it would appear the two of them were determined to fight to the death. Possibly only Zack would have recognized the core of good humor and playfulness that existed under the aggressive facade.
Jason had managed to pin Billy on his back, panting with exertion while he tried to keep the wiry former Ranger where he wanted him. The Gold Ranger glanced up to see their three teammates watching from the sidelines, wide-eyed at the display the two oldest of their team was putting on. "How long have you guys been there?"
"Long enough to seriously start to wonder what exactly the two of you are doing," Tommy replied.
A memory surfaced in Jason's mind of a line from an episode of Star Trek, the Next Generation, which he had watched with Billy years before. That, combined with the erection he felt against his thigh, gave him the answer.
"Klingon foreplay."
A surprised snort of laughter from Billy greeted this. Jason gave his friend a searching look, and the expression he saw in the green eyes caused the Gold Ranger's cock to jerk in anticipation.
"Oh, boy," Rocky said. "If this is foreplay, I can't wait to see the main event." He joined Tommy and Adam on the worn old couch against the wall.
Jason leaned closer to Billy's ear, speaking just above a whisper. "I really want your ass. You okay with this?"
"Yeah," was the equally quiet reply, "but I'm not going to make it easy for you."
Jason drew back a little with a wolfish grin. "I didn't expect you to."
"Good!" Billy shot back, surprising Jason by bucking him off and squirming away. Jason had had his hand on the neckline of the blonde's tank top, and managed to keep his grip during Billy's struggle. He ended up with just the tank top.
"Shit. Now you're going to get it," the larger teen growled with an evil grin, removing his own top. For good measure he quickly shucked his shorts, freeing his erection.
"You gotta get ahold of me first," Billy teased him, moving gracefully just out of Jason's reach.
"Oh, I plan to," he replied, lunging forward and correctly anticipating Billy's dodge to the right. He managed to grab onto the former Ranger's waist, but Billy broke his hold and dove forward into a somersault to escape the Gold Ranger's grip. Unfortunately, his shorts did not go along with him.
"Damn," he muttered, giving Jason a dirty look.
Jason smiled cockily back at his friend as he quickly stepped to the end table by the couch and removed a small tube of Billy's special lube. Squeezing a generous portion onto his hand, he languidly lubed up his hard dick, grinning at his opponent all the while.
"You still don't have me, wise guy, so maybe you should just finish yourself off now," the team genius smirked.
"Laugh it up while you can, smartass. You'll change your tune soon enough."
A flurry of attacks and counter attacks followed, with Billy managing to evade Jason's attempts to take him down. Jason was growing a little frustrated at his inability to pin his friend, surprised he was having to work so hard. But, using a move he doubted the less experienced karate student would recognize, he finally got Billy down on the mat, and karate gave way to a wrestling match.
"Ow! Oh, you are going to pay for that!" Jason growled, when Billy managed to land a couple of surprisingly hard slaps on the Gold Ranger's exposed ass.
His only answer was a wicked chuckle from the light-haired teen who was almost successful in worming his way out of Jason's grasp. He had just about made it to his feet when Jason grabbed his foot and tripped him again. Billy fell face first and Jason was on top of him instantly.
"Got you! What do you have to say for yourself now?" he asked sternly.
Billy remained stubbornly silent as Jason pulled him to his knees and carefully positioned the head of his rock hard prick at the former Blue Ranger's puckered opening. Pressing forward slowly but firmly he worked his hard tool completely into the willing body of his friend.
Both teens were panting from their earlier exertions and trembling in the throes of arousal. Fully coupled, Jason pulled Billy's upper body upright, so they were both kneeling. Jason held his partner tightly against his body, discouraging any movement. Billy growled in frustration.
"You want something? All you have to do is ask, very nicely. That's all. Think of it as saying 'uncle'," the Gold Ranger told him in an infuriatingly reasonable tone of voice.
The blond remained obstinately quiet, reaching back with his hands to try to tease his partner into moving. Jason quickly captured his friend's hands, holding them both immobile in one of his.
"That is not my definition of asking nicely'. Perhaps you need some encouragement." The burly teen reached down with his free hand, still slick from the lube he'd applied earlier, and began to slowly masturbate his friend.
Billy's trembling increased and his breathing became more ragged as he fought his body's urges. Clenching his jaw shut, he was determined not to give in to the Gold Ranger's request.
For his part, Jason was about to go mad if he didn't get to move his prick. The tight grip of Billy's anus around the base of his meat was sending messages of pleasure and desire throughout his body. Realizing his old friend was being unusually stubborn, he decided to up the ante a little more.
Releasing the thick dick he'd been pumping, he trailed a tickling path up the former Ranger's body, moving slowly and inexorably closer to those oh-so-sensitive nipples. As his partner's trembling increased yet again, Jason leaned his head forward a little and licked the side of Billy's neck.
"Arghhhh," the teen genius groaned, then gasped as Jason's fingers finally reached the small nub of his right nipple. A gentle flick, a slight pinch was all it took.
"Dammit, Jason! Fuck me! Now!" the thoroughly frustrated teen all but screamed, bucking back against his dark-haired lover with considerable force.
Jason was more than happy to oblige, pushing Billy forward onto his hand and knees and gratefully withdrawing his aching prick for the first stroke. He moaned in pleasure as the tight orifice of his teammate caressed his aroused manhood. The second, harder stroke followed immediately, and soon he was pumping in and out of the former Ranger frantically. He reached down with his left hand and began to stroke Billy's thick prick firmly, until, with simultaneous cries of pleasure, they both came with an intensity that almost made them pass out. Still joined, they collapsed onto the mat, drawing in huge gulps of air.
It was a couple of minutes before Jason could work up the energy to withdraw from Billy and shift his body off the other teen. Still panting harshly, he looked at the green-eyed teenager with amused affection.
" Dammit, Jason. Fuck me' is your definition of asking politely?" he snickered.
"It was as polite as I was going to be under the circumstances. You cheated!" Despite his best efforts, Billy could not keep the amusement out of his voice.
They became aware of figures standing over them and looked up to see the other Rangers looking a little concerned.
"You two okay?" Tommy asked, a glint of amusement clearly visible in his brown eyes.
"Sure. Can't move yet, but fine," Jason smiled.
"YOU can't move?" Billy asked incredulously. "How do you think I feel?"
"That was some show," Rocky snickered, unable to resist the temptation of teasing the two teens.
"Glad you liked it. Geez, I need a shower," Billy moaned.
"Yes, you do," Tommy agreed, laughing.
Billy rolled his eyes and slowly sat up. He looked around, a smile slowly lighting up his face.
"Looks like I'm not the only one; you guys could all use showers too. Cold ones," he grinned, noticing how the other three teen's shorts were tented out in front.
Jason, having noticed the same thing, traded a knowing grin with his erstwhile lover.
"Guess we should let these guys have their workout, huh?" he asked, helping Billy back to his feet and steering them both toward the small bathroom his folks had installed down there years before.
"Have fun, you guys," Jason said over his shoulder. "Don't do anything we wouldn't."
The three exchanged confused expressions.
"Exactly what is it you two wouldn't do?" Rocky asked the retreating teens as he took up his position on the mat. Tommy looked at the other two teens with a gleam in his eyes.
"Let the games begin."