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Note: Thank you Chris, for explaining it to me so well.
Adam threw Tommy hard to the mats.
"Oof!" Tommy forcefully expelled his breath as he crashed to the ground, flat on his back. Adam reached a hand down and pulled him back to his feet.
"Man! Why did I invite you over? You don't need all this extra practice," Tommy declared. "You're gonna kick their butts at the kung fu tournament."
"Thanks, Tommy, but I'll take all the practice I can get, anyway," Adam replied.
"I hear that!" Tommy nodded. "But seriously, I don't know why you're so worried. I mean, you took the whole team on out in the woods yesterday, and the four of us together couldn't take you down!"
"That was a lot of fun." Adam smiled at the memory. Then he turned more serious. "Shawn's gonna be tough, though. He's really good."
Tommy clapped Adam companionably on the shoulder, squeezing briefly in a reassuring gesture. He furrowed his brow slightly at the feel of hyper-tensed muscles under his hand.
"Man! You have got to relax!" he said emphatically. "You'll just make it tougher on yourself if you're nervous."
"I know," Adam replied. "I just can't help it." Tommy moved to stand behind him as Adam continued speaking. He placed both hands on the knotted muscles and began to massage in earnest. "I've tried meditating, working out, running through my katas ... nothing seems to work."
"Have you tried masturbating?" Tommy snickered.
Adam laughed a little at the mostly-joking suggestion. "Not yet," he chuckled, "but that's about what I'm down to."
Tommy grinned, a gleam suddenly sparkled in his eyes. "This is part Power Hormones isn't it?"
Adam nodded in confirmation. "I'm not at full `trip' yet, but I'm starting to feel it." "Me too," Tommy admitted. "I bet I could get you relaxed," he said, smiling wickedly. He leaned forward and kissed the side of Adam's neck, nipping the honey colored flesh.
"Just don't wear me out," Adam smiled, leaning back against him.
"Nah," Tommy responded, wrapping his arms around his second-in-command. "Wouldn't dream of it."
"Aren't athletes supposed to abstain before a competition?" Adam asked mischievously. He indicated he wasn't refusing by pressing his bottom against Tommy's groin briefly.
"A nice, rough fuck'll do you good," Tommy assured him. His hands wandered from Adam's shoulders to the front of his gi and began busily working at the ties.
"You have an answer for everything, don't you?" Adam asked, helping Tommy slip the jacket from his shoulders.
"Only for the things that interest me," Tommy grinned. Then he roughly tweaked Adam's nipples. Adam groaned in pleasure as the small brown tips hardened under Tommy's strong, manipulating fingers.
Tommy reached down and stroked Adam's hardening member through the rough trouser material. He squeezed and massaged lightly, then reached inside to grasp the lengthening tool. He ground his cock against Adam's tight butt as his hand began to stroke him within the confines of his clothes. Adam untied the drawstring and pushed the trousers --underwear and all-- down. Once they cleared his trim hips, he wriggled out of them, kicking them free of his bare feet.
Tommy reached his other hand around to cup his partner's balls, while Adam stretched his arms behind, untying Tommy's gi pants. He turned around as Tommy stepped out of them and gave him a hard kiss. Tommy pulled away as he shucked his gi jacket, then swiftly pressed himself against Adam, wrapping his strong arms around him and swooping to his mouth. Their hands moved in rough caresses all over each other's hard bodies, squeezing asscheeks and tensing, flexing back muscles. Their cocks pressed together, trapped against washboard stomachs, pulsing with desire.
Tommy finally pulled away to catch his breath. He smiled into Adam's dark eyes momentarily before sinking to his knees, licking and nipping his way down the taut, muscular frame. Adam's erection bumped his chin, and he swiftly captured the swollen cap in his mouth, latching his lips just below the sensitive ridge of flesh at its base. Adam let out a low groan. Tommy grasped his shaft firmly and twirled his tongue rapidly around the mushroom head, enjoying the feel of the velvety skin against his hand and in his mouth. He sucked hard for a moment, then bobbed his head down the length of the shaft twice. He had to put a steadying hand onto Adam's hip as the Green Ranger moaned loudly and swayed on his feet. Adam's hands dropped to Tommy's shoulders as he braced his legs more firmly, then he moved them to the back of his teammate's head, caressing the long brown hair.
"Mmm," Tommy moaned, his mouth full of dick. His own hard phallus gave a sudden jump and began to throb insistently. He abruptly slammed home, inhaling all of Adam's cock. Adam's black pubic hair tickled Tommy's nose and his heavy balls bounced against his chin.
Tommy backed off, releasing him, and rose to his feet in one fluid move. Adam made an inarticulate noise of dissatisfaction as the cool air of the room replaced the warm, sucking mouth. He opened his eyes to see what his partner had in mind next.
"This is what I like about not having the girls around sometimes," the Red Ranger said as he guided Adam to the floor and positioned him on hands and knees. "They always need to screw around with a lot of foreplay, and sometimes I'm just too horny for that."
"No lie!" Adam agreed, eagerly tilting his hips so that his asscheeks spread wide. "Every once in a while, you just gotta be fast an' rough."
Tommy swirled his tongue around Adam's crack, licking between the clenching muscles. He spread the tensed globes with his thumbs and thrust in deeper. Adam groaned and thrust his ass back, trying to get Tommy's enflaming mouth closer to his hungry hole. He looked over his shoulder to see Tommy's face buried in his asscheeks. The tip of Tommy's tongue soon found the puckered opening, and he made it into a hard point and drove it in. Panting and groaning with excitement, Adam's eyes shuttered closed, and his head sank to the mats as he felt Tommy's tongue worked his ass, hot and wet, exploring his furthest depths. Adam let his sphincter relax as his sparring partner drilled his tongue into it. Deeper and deeper Tommy probed until he felt Adam fully relax. His ass was ready for him.
He scrambled up into position and tugged on his rod a few times as he placed the head at Adam's entrance. Breathing hard and quivering with excitement, he pressed the tip of his cock past his teammate's accommodating sphincter. Tommy groaned loudly as the muscles bore down on his sensitive crown. He had to stop and grab onto Adam's hips to steady himself as his head swam with the mind-blowing sensations the constricting ring made as it gripped just behind his cockhead.
Adam groaned with him. The slow penetration and the stretching of his sphincter as Tommy began to spread him open sent fire radiating from his anus. The erotic burn began to spread, but he wanted more! He wiggled his ass back a little, grinding on Tommy's minute penetration, seeking fulfillment, pushing Tommy just a little further inside.
The maneuver snapped Tommy out of his euphoria, and with nothing but spit as a lubricant, he pushed in all the way to the balls in one smooth stroke.
"Oohh, God!" Tommy exclaimed. He paused a split second, then began the long thrusts that squeezed every millimeter of his tool inside the unbelievably tight band of muscle. His fingers clenched rhythmically, pressing into Adam's flesh as he rocked with the ancient rhythm.
"More," Adam growled. "Harder. Deeper!" Tommy's cock was hitting that burning place deep inside when he was all the way in, but Adam wanted more. He wanted it pounded mercilessly until the sweet fire consumed him and exploded through his nerve endings.
Tommy picked up the pace. He rammed his dick into Adam's ass hard and fast, banging Adam's prostate with every relentless stroke. His heavy balls slapped against his lover's as he leaned into his efforts. Adam raised from his elbows and dug his fingers into the mats. His grunts of excitement mingled with Tommy's as he braced himself and pounded back as hard as he could.
It wasn't long before Tommy couldn't take it anymore. He pulled back until the tighter-than-a-virgin band was again gripping him at the ridge of his tip, then he exploded. White-hot fire shot through his veins as his balls pumped his seed into his companion's ass. Sweating and a little unsteady, he pulled out and lay on the mat next to Adam.
"Your turn," Adam panted, grinning at him, swiping at the sweat-dampened curls that clung to his cheeks as he sat up. Flat on his back, Tommy grinned in return as he spread his upraised knees.
Adam was so close to coming, it was an effort to take the time to loosen Tommy up. Fortunately, Tommy was as eager as he was. He lowered his mouth and ran the stiffened point of his tongue around the corrugated rim, liberally coating it with his saliva. Tommy moaned and raised his knees to his sides, bracketing his heaving chest. Adam stuck his index finger in his mouth and drooled all over the digit, then he worked it inside his teammate's tight behind. He slid it in and out a few times, then added his middle finger when he felt Tommy start to open up for him. He pressed his fingers outward against the ring of muscle, encouraging them to relax further. Then he twisted his hand around and pressed his fingertips against Tommy's prostate. Tommy quivered all over and jumped slightly as he shouted out his pleasure. His hips began to pump on Adam's fingers, making them rub on his hot spot as they pressed inside him.
Taking that as a signal of readiness, Adam withdrew the tantalizing digits and moved above him. His rampant, painfully engorged prick stabbed at Tommy's eager opening as he placed his hands flat on the floor to either side of Tommy's head. The Red Ranger's bent legs were trapped beneath his arms as he pressed forward into the hot, tight depths.
"Fuck me hard, Adam," Tommy panted, his face flushed with desire. Adam obeyed instantly. He abandoned his steady, slow penetration and slammed the rest of the way home. They shouted together, and Adam immediately began pounding fiercely.
As predicted, Adam didn't last long. The steady in-and-out rhythm and the tighter-than-tight grip of Tommy's sphincter sliding the length of his burning manhood pushed him over the edge quickly. As Tommy bucked and growled encouragingly beneath him, Adam erupted in a violent orgasm. He shouted and buried in to the hilt as he emptied his balls. His arms began to give out, and he sagged downward, pinning Tommy beneath him as his hips thrust sharply a few times with the last of his load.
Tommy hugged him as he collapsed, completely spent, and lay down on his chest. He returned the embrace, freeing Tommy's legs.
"You wore me out, Tommy," Adam joked, laughing breathlessly. "How am I supposed to go to the tournament and compete now?"
"You're just relaxed," Tommy told him. "We don't have to leave for another " He glanced at the clock on the wall. "... forty-five minutes. The rest will do you good," he concluded as he patted Adam's back companionably.