Thunder rumbled low in the dark cloudy sky. Rain had threatened all day and was now on the verge of release. Jason hurried quickly along the sidewalk, the cool night air causing him to shiver. It was getting late and his parents were sure to get on his case if he missed curfew yet again.
He had so much on his mind it was making his head throb. So far none of his friends had figured out what was really going on between him and the evil Green Ranger. They correctly assumed that Tommy had an unhealthy obsession with their leader but that was the extent of it. Jason sighed. What a mess…..
How long could he continue this "relationship"? How many times could the Green Ranger "capture" him only to be lucky enough to escape? What kind of future did they have? This….whatever it was….. had to end one way or another. It was just about sex anyways.
Not only was it unhealthy, it was physically dangerous to the Red Ranger as well. The Green Ranger was prone to mood swings and had a real kink for aggressive sexual acts. In addition, there was the very real danger of getting killed by Goldar if Tommy should ever be foolish enough to take him to Rita's palace again.
The other Rangers are really going to have my ass, he brooded. How will I ever explain how it is between us? They would never understand. Jason wasn't exactly sure why he always eagerly submitted whenever the Green Ranger barked. The Red Ranger doubted that Tommy ever thought beyond their next fuck session; he'd probably continue like this indefinitely if he could.
I'm just his toy, a living doll for his pleasure. Nothing more. He likes controlling and dominating me. It's not like we're in a loving relationship.
Thunder sounded again and a flash of lightning illuminated the sky. Rain began to drizzle down and Jason cursed under his breath.
"Not nice, Red Ranger," a seductive voice scolded behind him. Turning quickly, Jason came face to face with the evil Green Ranger, fully morphed and sword in hand. Droplets of water cascaded down the grooves of his helmet and glistened on the emerald silk of his uniform.
Jason's mouth dropped open. Is he wanting to fight for real? Was Tommy done using him? He felt a slight pain in his chest at the thought of not being wanted anymore. He swallowed the feeling back. What the hell?
"And you're the expert on all things nice, Green Ranger?" he answered.
Tommy laughed. "Yeah I'm a big ball of fucking sunshine." He pointed his sword at Jason. "You going to morph or not?"
Assuming the stance, Jason yelled, "It's morphin time! Tyranosaurus!"
Now standing in front of Tommy in his sleek red uniform, he raised his fists in anticipation of an attack.
"That's more like it," the Green Ranger purred before charging his lover.
Swords clashed and clanged amidst the rain and thunder. Both teens fought wordlessly, merely panting with their exertion. The Green Ranger was enjoying cat-and-mousing with Jason; the anticipation made the sex so much hotter. Fighting and overpowering the Red Ranger sent his hormones through the roof.
Without warning, Tommy sent Jason's sword flying through the air to clatter on the sidewalk. His arm shot out and seized the Red Ranger, pulling his body flush against his. His white gloved fingertips teased Jason's groin, eliciting an unconscious moan.
"Come on, Red Ranger. Stop fighting me. We both know what we really want to be doing instead," he purred.
"Tommy, listen to me. We can't keep doing this. You know I can't let Rita take over the Earth," Jason pleaded over the downpour, trying to reason with his psychotic lover.
Tommy stopped moving and the Red Ranger could feel the icy glare beneath his visor. Tightening his grip on Jason, the evil Ranger growled. "You belong to me, remember? In all ways."
Shaking his head, Jason again tried to talk some sense into Tommy. "No, Tommy. I can't do this."
Dropping his arms, the Green Ranger slowly released the Red. Jason braced for an attack but none came. Tommy was standing so close they were practically chest to chest. The Red Ranger was still panting slightly with his exhaustion and excitement. Tommy gazed into Jason's visor silently.
Gently, he reached up and delicately traced the crisp white diamond on the Red Ranger's chest. Jason inhaled sharply at his touch. Over and over, the Green Ranger traced until finally reaching the bottom, he slowly ran his fingertips down Jason's stomach to his belt.
Groaning loudly, the Red Ranger's head tipped back slightly.
"Tommy, please…."
"Please, what?"
The Green Ranger then gripped Jason's fists and slowly forced his arms back down. His head tilted and he leaned forward as if he intended to kiss the Red Ranger, despite their helmets. He growled in annoyance and immediately popped the clasps on Jason's helmet, then his own. The red and green helmets tumbled to the ground as he pulled the Red Ranger against him and slid his tongue past his lips.
Again, Jason's defenses went down and he allowed Tommy to deepen the kiss; he ran his own white gloved hand through the evil Ranger's long hair to cup the back of his head. Both teens shuddered in excitement at the feel of their rain slick uniforms gliding smoothly the other as they shifted their weight.
Tommy ran his free hand seductively up Jason's bicep, feeling well defined muscle under the silk. He couldn't get enough of the Red Ranger's body; he craved Jason's scent, his taste, the sounds he made when he orgasmed. The Green Ranger growled and bit Jason's lip hard enough to draw blood.
The red-clad teen yelped in pain but then his lover's mouth covered his again. Rain continued to pour down but both boys didn't notice the icy water. Parting for air, the Green Ranger licked Jason's bleeding lip and whispered against his mouth, "Come with me."
It almost sounded like a plea. Jason bravely dared to grip Tommy tightly and pull him against his own body. Normally, the Green Ranger would not allow his lover to be so bold. Tommy was the dominant partner, the Master; being on the other end was almost unimaginable to him. However, this time, it felt….. safe.
"I want to fuck the hell out you, Ranger," he threatened. "You're begging for it, aren't you?"
Jason looked up into Tommy's eyes and slowly licked his wounded lip as he brazenly bucked his hips forward.
"Mmmmm….. Red Ranger, you keep doing that and I'll rip that uniform off you right here."
"Promise?" Jason winked. All his previous worries were out the window at this point. The only thing he wanted was to be pinned down by the Green Ranger and fucked until he couldn't stand up.
Tommy couldn't believe Jason's cheek but strangely it didn't piss him off tonight. He had his own worries weighing heavily on him as well. He traced Jason's jaw line down to his chin which he held almost gently.
"No more talk of walking away from me?"
"Doesn't look like I know what's best for my own good," Jason sighed. "But at some point…"
"Shut up, Red Ranger," Tommy hissed and began passionately kissing him again as they teleported to his uncle's cabin.
To be continued…..