Red and green materialized in the darkened cabin. Rain continued to pound on the roof and lightning illuminated the room briefly. Tommy immediately backed his soaked lover against the edge of the butcher block kitchen table, his mouth hot against Jason's cold skin. He kissed a passionate trail down the Red Ranger's jaw to his white collar. Jason moaned in encouragement as he sat on the table and pulled the Green Ranger between his thighs.
Tommy ran his hands up and down the muscular legs, his erection straining against the front of his uniform. Unable to take much more teasing, the Green Ranger growled, "Turn around and bend over the table."
Obeying, Jason slid off the table and turned his delicious ass towards Tommy; he stretched out over the table and felt his lover grip his hips tightly. Immediately, his breathing began to race.
"Oh fuck…" Tommy hissed as he rubbed himself against the submissive Ranger.
Jason felt the throbbing erection sliding up and down his ass and purposely pressed back, eliciting a frustrated growl from his partner. "My left nut for a fucking zipper….."
The Green Ranger suddenly backed up and barked, "Green Ranger, power down!"
Underneath his uniform, he was already nude. Again, he seized the Red Ranger's hips and reveled in the feel of Jason's wet, silky uniform against his dick. Pre-cum added to the slick sensation. He desperately wanted to cum.
"Anyone ever tell you that you have a very fuckable ass?" he purred while sliding a hand up Jason's back to grip the back of his neck.
"Can't say that I have," Jason answered as Tommy pulled him from the table and turned him around to face him. A flash of lightning and the Red Ranger could see his lover's raging erection. Slowly he sank to his knees and took Tommy's dick into his mouth.
"Fuck," the Green Ranger growled as he felt his head slid past Jason's lips. The Red Ranger ran his tongue over and around the shaft, sucking deeply. Tommy's senses were on overload: the hot, wet tongue, Jason's white gloves caressing his thighs, and the intermittent images of the great Red Ranger on his knees before him.
His hands ran through Jason's hair and held his head so he could thrust into the Red Ranger's mouth.
"Slow down, Tommy," Jason murmured after pulling back. "Unless you don't want to fuck me…."
"Power down, Red Ranger. I can't take much more teasing."
Standing up, Jason flashed red as his uniform disappeared. In its place, he wore jeans, a red t-shirt, and his beat up leather jacket.
"I see I'm rubbing off on you," Tommy panted, as he fingered the jacket.
A corner of Jason's mouth twitched up. "Maybe," he teased.
Greedily, Tommy snatched handfuls of Jason's jacket and pulled him into a deep kiss. The Green Ranger could taste himself on his lover's mouth. He slowly advanced Jason backwards down the dark hallway to the bedroom, the storm still in full force outside the windows. As they moved, Tommy unzipped Jason's jeans and reached inside to fondle him.
The Red Ranger moaned into Tommy's mouth.
"I love when you do that, Red."
"I shouldn't do this, but I can't stop," Jason whimpered, his dark eyes conflicted as they reached the bed.
"You belong to me Red Ranger." He traced a finger over the Dragon brand on Jason's exposed stomach. "Now strip. But leave that sexy leather jacket on."
Jason licked his lips and gave himself over to his primal urges.
To be continued…..