Greetings! Quick apologies to those of you expecting another chap of my Airbender fic - It's in the works, just re-writing major portions... Again... ^^;;

Anyways - got a Kindle Fire for X-Mas. Been using it to read fics all. the. time. . Fun, but has definitely et into ficcing time. On the upside, I've found I can fic while at work. In fact - that's where this one has been written. Entirely. ^^;;

Naughty Crisps? Clever Crisps? *shrugs* You decide!

Anyway. I blame an author named Renee-chan for leading me into the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers fandom. =P She has a set of fics (Morning Glory, A Rose By Any Other Name, Taking Root and Forget Me Not) which I found quite enjoyable. ^_^ Read them over a couple nights and a weekend day, then remembered that Billy was my first TV crush and decided to write me a fic. ^^;;;

Disclaimer: I don't own MMPR. Thx!

Warnings: Slash. Teenage boys doing what they do (I was one myself, after all).

And this was supposed to be a short intro? . Whelp - Enjoy!


Billy sucked in his breath as he rounded the corner into the Juice Bar in the Youth Center.

Jason lay back on the exercise bench, barbell in hand, doing presses. He was dressed in a red tank top, sweat darkening the fabric in his exertion. He also wore a pair of black shorts that still somehow managed to reveal a sizable bulge, despite their loose fit.

Billy was silent as he took in the sight of his best friend, who was apparently unaware of his presence. He watched Jason's muscles ripple under the weights and his ears twitched each time the red-clad youth would grunt quietly under the strain.

Jason's reps began to slow, nearing the end of his workout. Billy walked forward, an easy smile gracing his lips and he grabbed a towel from the cart as he approached his friend.

"Here, Jase." Billy said smoothly, tossing the towel at Jason. "Looks like you could use this."

Even surprised, Jason caught the towel easily. Then Billy's heart skipped a beat as Jason's slightly surprised expression melted into the warm smile that never failed to make Billy's knees go a little wobbly.

"Thanks, Bro." Jason said in a bemused baritone that quickened Billy's already frantic pulse. "My shirt is soaked, though. Le'me take it off, first." Jason grabbed the bottom corners of his tank top and Billy stopped breathing as the red shirt lifted in seeming slow motion and began to reveal Jason's sculpted physique inch by exhilarating inch.

Billy cast an appraising gaze over the expanse of smooth, lightly tanned skin over well-defined muscle, heat rising in his cheeks. Giving his head a little shake as the shirt came over Jason's head, Billy took a deep breath. Then he grabbed the towel off Jason's lap and sat down behind Jason on the bench. "Here, Jase. Let me dry your back for you."

Jason shot a grin back over his shoulder. "Hey, thanks Billy!" Jason leaned forward and Billy's heart skipped another beat as he watched the muscles flex up close. Automatically, his mind began labelling each muscle as it moved due to his upcoming AP Anatomy test, until he stopped it with another little shake.

Billy unfolded the towel, laid it across Jason's back and began rubbing. Tentative at first, Billy gained courage after Jason let out a low, happy grunt and arched his back into the touch. Billy obliged the unspoken request and increased the pressure, turning the removal of moisture into a gentle massage.

Billy shifted, repositioning himself to accommodate his now too-tight overalls as Jason's relaxed breathing seemed to fill his ears like a soft purr. Then Billy sucked in his breath, his arms pushed gently out of the way as Jason leaned back against him. Even through his overalls and T-shirt, Billy was highly aware of the heat of Jason's skin and the weight of his body as it pressed against him.

Numbed for a moment, there was no resistance as Jason took Billy's wrists and drew the blue-clad boy's arms around his bare torso, whispering "Oh, Will... You don't know how long I've waited..."

Billy recovered quickly and grinned at the face that turned up towards him. Spreading his fingers out, Billy began kneading Jason's pectorals as he had his back just moments earlier. "However long it's been, Jason - it's been too long."

Jason gently moved Billy's hands off his pecs, down onto his abdomen, grinning. "Then let's hurry and make up for lost time, Bro."

Billy pressed his hands against Jason's flesh, feeling the musculature under the skin and grinning at the sparse line of hair that started about halfway down Jason's six-pack in a gently widening trail down to the waistband of his shorts. Billy gently petted that hair, earning a soft giggle from his best friend before reaching to slip his fingertips under the elastic...

{doo doo doo-doo doo doo}

Billy's eyes flew open at the sound of his communicator. Startled, his hands spasmed. One sent him over the edge, while the other clutched at the tissue he had been holding ready, causing him to miss his first shot. "Ah-h- Frag!" Billy quickly repositioned the tissue and caught the rest of the mess, then tried to get his breathing under control before activating the receiver.

Billy stopped short and blushed as Jason's uncharacteristically grumpy voice came over the communicator before he could sign on. "Jason here. Whadda 'ya want, Zordon?"


Poor Billy - being interrupted by Super-hero duties like that. Having been re-watching the series on Netflix (fast forwarding through Rita and Kaiju scenes), I've remembered how annoying that little jingle was. Sorry, Billy! I'll make it up to you; promise! ;-)