Man and Machine

Flynn casually walked back into the Garage, arms full of grocery sacks full of fresh fruit and various other foods. He made his way to the bar in the kitchen area, he spotted Ziggy looking through the fridge. “Hey, Ziggy, if ya looking for something to eat, it’s all here.” he put the sacks on the bar, the slapped the countertop.

The Ranger Green Operator turned around and rushed up beside Flynn and began to go through the bags. When he noticed something near the bottom of one of the bags, a smile lit up. “Oh! You’re a lifesaver, Flynn.” Ziggy shouted as he pulled out a package of string cheese. “It seems lately someone’s been raiding the fridge every night, and last night they got my string cheese.”

There was a half guilty look on Flynn’s face, but Ziggy was too consumed with eating his cheese to notice. “Yeah, I’ve… noticed.” Because wild-crazy midnight sex with a cyborg tends to make a person fucking famished, Flynn wanted to add, but didn’t. He then looked at all the newly-bought groceries sprawled about the bar top. “Well, Ziggy… ya took them out, so ya can put ‘em up.” He patted the other man on the other shoulder, in an almost congratulatory way, though the look on Ziggy’s face was less-than-thrilled. Flynn was about to head over to his workbench, when he it clicked to him that Ziggy and him were the only two in the main part of the Garage. “Hey, Ziggy, where’s everyone else?”

Ziggy momentary stopped from loading his arms with groceries to put away to look at Flynn. “Well, Doctor K is doing Doctor-y things, Scott is test-driving his car since you just got done putting in that new injector thingy, Summer is in her room, doing whatever she does in there, not too sure to be honest, and Dillon was in the gym for like the past 4 hours, but he just went upstairs, I think to take a shower.”

A somewhat devious smile cracked the Scotsman’s face. “Hey, that reminds me… Dillon said something earlier about wanting some adjustments to the Fury… I think I’ll go see what he wanted done.” Flynn swiftly turned around and semi-jogged up the staircase, trying to make his way as quickly as he could to Dillon, with lustful thoughts in mind.

Ziggy raised an eyebrow. “Hey, he’s in the shower, I think.”

Flynn stopped for a moment and turned around. “Well, he said to talk to me about it as soon as I got back. Plus, it’s not going to kill anyone to be asked a simple question or two while they’re in the shower.”

“You got a point there.” Ziggy shrugged before resuming his task.

With no more apparent distractions, Flynn made his way into the room the four male rangers shared. After carefully tossing his black leather jacket on his bed, he began walking around and through the clutter on the floor, carefully and quietly making his way to a door on the opposite side of the room where he heard the faint sound of water flowing from the showerhead. As he approached the door, he walked as quietly as possible, reaching out for the handle, stalking for prey. With a slight twist of his wrist, and a slight bit of pressure, the door cracked open.

“I heard you running up the stairs, Flynn.” Dillon’s voice came through the crack of the door.

Flynn just laughed as he opened the door the rest of the way in a normal fashion then closing it behind him. As he began pulling his shirt off, he spoke to Dillon in a playfully annoyed tone “Ya know, enhanced hearing totally suck sometimes, especially when I’m trying to surprise ya, Dillon.”

“I didn’t see you complaining two nights ago when my enhanced hearing let me know Scott was about to walk into the gym for a late night run when you were giving me head.” Dillon said as he poked his head out from behind the thick plastic shower curtain to see the beautiful sight of a now fully naked Flynn standing at the other end of the bathroom, pushing his discarded clothes off to one side while he massaged his semi-hard dick into full erectness. Dillon couldn’t help but crack a teasing grin. “What, once at 2 am, then again at 5 wasn’t enough for you? I don’t know if I’ve got a third time in me.”

A devilish look formed across Flynn’s face. “Oh, cut the crap; we both know you could compete in a sex marathon and win.” He began walking forward, closer to the curtain. When he neared it, he reached out his hand and pulled it to the side, having no objections from Dillon. The steamy water flowing from the shower head that was hitting Dillon flowed down his body in streams. The grin of Flynn’s face only grew bigger as he hopped into the shower, closing the curtain behind him, then promptly reaching both arms around either side of Dillon and pushing the other man against the wall, pinning him. The two men’s erect cocks pulsated against one another.

“Someone’s being a bit forceful.” Dillon said with a raised eyebrow.

Flynn pressed his body closer to Dillon’s and leaned up to kiss the pinned man. Their lips meshed together in rhythm, their tongues danced in one another’s mouth. The two men became lost in one another’s mouths, and it seemed as if the two could go on like this forever. Flynn finally pulled back to catch his breath. With a slight pant to his words, he grinned at Dillon “Well, you did ruin the entire surprise I was trying to give you… so I think you owe me.”

“Owe you how?”

Flynn’s smile only got bigger as his arms went from being outstretched at the wall to wrapping themselves around Dillon’s back and pulling him in closer. “I was thinking’ about just tryin’ something‘… change things up a little.” Flynn’s strong, callused hands began to move down the mid part of Dillon’s back, lower and lower, then finally arriving at their firm destination. His fingers then began to grasp then release Dillon’s firm cheeks, tauntingly making their way into the deep divide between the two. One finger went a little further though, pushing in just a bit. Flynn began to move the finger in a circular motion, with Dillon responding favorably with a low moan. “Catchin’ my drift?”

“I think I am.” Dillon said with a bit of a hesitant tone to his voice.

Flynn looked Dillon in the eyes. “I’m just askin’ for this one time… ya know, just to try it. I’ll go easy, I promise.”

Dillon’s eyes narrowed lustfully as a sly smirk grew on his lips. “Who said I would want you to go easy?”

Dillon felt his feet raise a little as Flynn firmly grasped both of the cheeks in his hands. “Oooooo… now that’s what I like to hear.” Flynn replied as he leaned up and kissed Dillon gently on the lips.

Dillon playfully returned Flynn’s kiss with one of his own as he reached his hand down between the two of them to grab and begin slowly massaging both of their throbbing members. With the stimulation by Dillon’s rough hands, Flynn let out a hard grunt, then slowly began to kiss Dillon from his lips, down his chin and his neck. He let loose his grasp from the other man’s ass and arched forward, letting him kiss down Dillon’s water-drenched chest, down further to get his lips around Dillon’s nipple, sucking on it while tonguing the erecting tip of it, before gently nibbling it. Dillon took in a deep sharp hiss of air, and all Flynn did was look up with playful eyes. “Ya better not start bitchin’ on me, ya big baby. You know you like it.”

“I didn’t tell you to stop, did I? Didn’t think so…” Dilly replied, arching up his eyebrow towards Flynn. The Scotsman chuckled before he went back to sucking, tonguing and nibbling on Dillon’s now-pointy nipples, while Dillon continued massaging their cocks. As the two men became lost in the action of the other, low moans of passion began to fill the shower, barely being masked by the sound of the running water. During an espically rough bite to the nipple, Dillon moaned, in a nearly shouting tone, “Fuuuuuuck yeah… that’s it right…” Dillon became suddenly rigid and let loose both of the pulsing cocks in his hand.

Flynn looked up and saw the look on Dillon’s face. “Hey, what’s….”

“Shhh…” Dillon put his hand over Flynn’s mouth. “…someone is coming.” Just then there was a knock at the door, and Dillon swiftly maneuvered Flynn to the side and peeked out the shower curtain just as the door barely cracked open.

“Hey, Dillon, I really need to talk to you about something.” It was Ziggy.

“Ziggy, this isn’t the best time.” Dillon said looking out the curtain.

Ziggy then opened the bathroom door all the way and took a step in. “It’s just a real quick question. I though that if Flynn could come up here and ask you one, you wouldn’t mind me asking one.”

Dillon groaned in a low tone as he gave a bit of a side-eye to the Scotsman who was standing beside him in the shower. Flynn just stood there, shrugging and mouthing the words I’m sorry, while forcing himself to contain his laughter. Dillon just sighed again before turning his attention back to Ziggy. “So, what did you want to ask me?”

“Well…” Ziggy began “I think everyone still hates me.” He paused for a minute “Okay, not everyone. Flynn is a decently nice guy, even though he snapps at me every now and again, while Summer is so, well, dodgy around me. It’s Scott and Doctor K though…”

“Scott is a douche bag, and Doctor K is a 14-year old uptight bitch, so how else were you going to expect for them to act?” Dillon said rather bluntly.

“Yeah… I know, it’s just…”

While Dillon and Ziggy were going on about Ziggy’s issues, Flynn stood at the other side of the shower, staring at Dillon’s naked body and how the water flowed down it, especially around his still-hard cock and his firm ass. Flynn rubbed his own cock to stay hard, but with the naked flesh of Dillon so close, it was becoming like torture not to taste. Flynn carefully got on his knees and crawled as carefully as he could over behind Dillon.

“You don’t have to worry about them, Ziggy. If they start to give you any problems, just tell them to… WOAH!” While Dillon had been trying to give Ziggy some advice, he suddenly felt the wet fingers of Flynn slide up inside him, followed by a warm mouth enclosing his cock.

“Woah?” Ziggy was slightly confused.

Dillon gritted his teeth for just a second while Flynn tongued the head of Dillon’s cock and fingering him as well. Then, with a sharp breath, Dillon looked at Ziggy. “Sorry about that… there was a sudden burst of cold water. I accidentally bumped into the faucet knob.” With his free hand, he tried to gently push Flynn’s face away from his cock, because playing in his mind was the thought of Ziggy watching him unknowingly get head from Flynn, and that though was highly arousing to Dillon. Flynn fingering Dillon’s ass was only adding more to the arousal, and, if Flynn kept it up, Dillon was going to blow his load, and blow it hard and loud. The more Dillon thought of it, though, the more he wanted it to happen. “What I was trying to say was if they start to give you problems, tell them to fuck off.” Dillon was putting all his effort into keeping a straight face, and was doing a decent job, though his voice was a little forced, and, from behind the curtain, Dillon hand no longer trying to stop Flynn, but instead was aiding him on. He could feel his orgasm edging closer and closer, and the mere thought of Ziggy seeing his face while he blew his load in Flynn’s mouth was driving him up the wall with horniness from the sheer fear of being caught.

Ziggy sighed for a moment, then shrugged and looked at Dillon. “Ah… you’re right. Thanks for the advice. I really needed to hear that.”

“Don’t mention it.” Dillon struggled to get the words out, as he knew he was about to cum.

Ziggy turned to leave the bathroom, but stopped and looked at Dillon. “Oh, and, don’t worry. I’m not going to tell anyone about you and Flynn.”

For a moment, the two men in the shower were frozen where they were with the words that came out of Ziggy’s mouth. Just then, Dillon’s head and eyes rolled back while his cock pulsated as his warm cum shot in hard streams into Flynn’s mouth, while the man on his knees felt the massive amounts of the hard-shooting, warm, white cream flowing down his throat and out the side of his mouth while he was frozen in place.

Flynn gulped, swallowing what cum was still in his mouth, and shot up and pulled the shower curtain open, revealing the naked bodies of both he and Dillon, looking at Ziggy with the same look of shock and fear that was on Dillon’s face. There was still quite a bit of white cream over the lower part of Flynn’s mouth. “Wha… I mean… I… how did ya…?” A coherent thought wouldn’t come from Flynn’s lips.

Ziggy looked at both of them with a serious look to his face. “Seriously, guys, I may be a bit flakey, but I’m not stupid. I can put two and two together, and I really don’t care. Your secret is safe with me.” He then looked at Flynn. “Hey, Flynn, you got a little…” he wiggled his fingers around the lower part of his mouth “right here.” Ziggy gave the two a pair of thumbs-up, then closed the door of the bathroom, leaving Dillon and Flynn standing there, dumbfounded. The two then turned to look at one another.

“Well…” Dillon began to say with a blank look.

“Yeah…” Flynn said, with an equally blank expression. He then looked Dillon right in the eye. “…honestly, that’s kinda a relief someone knows.”

Dillon returned Flynn’s stare. “Considering I trust Ziggy, yeah, it is.” He then leaned into Flynn and began to kiss him heatedly while he closed the shower curtain. The sticky white fluid still on Flynn’s chin was soon smeared between the lips of the two men as they kissed. Dillon finally pulled back, with a smirk. “Now, where were we before our interruption?”

Flynn grinned “I was about to do this…” He spun Dillon around and then somewhat forcefully slammed him against the wall of the shower, grabbed both of Dillon’s arms by the wrist and pinned them both up over both of the men’s heads. Flynn’s lips began to roughly kiss Dillon’s neck while he rubbed his throbbing erect cock between Dillon’s cheeks.

“Quit your teasing, and just fuck me, Flynn” Dillon said bluntly.

A lustful grin came across Flynn’s face. “Ya don’t gotta tell me twice.” He let go of one of Dillon’s wrists just long enough to help guide his cock inside of Dillon’s tight hole. Once the tip was in and Dillon’s arm was repined, Flynn gave a rather forceful thrust, causing both men to moan loudly in pain and pleasure.

“You really aren’t going easy on me.” Dillon said as he leaned his head back and looked Flynn in the face.

With the same grin still plastered on his face, Flynn looked Dillon right in the eyes. “Not a fuckin’ chance, you stud.” Flynn pulled his hips back, then gave another hard thrust to Dillon’s ass, causing both men to moan again.

“I never would of guessed this felt so good.” Dillon grunted out as Flynn kept thrusting in and out. “I guess I might have to let you do this more often.”

“Dillon?”

“Yeah?”

“Shut up.”

Flynn leaned his head up and began to kiss Dillon again. Each man moaned into one another’s mouth as Flynn kept thrusting his hot, throbbing cock inside of Dillon’s tight, wet hole. The more each man became lost in one another’s lips, the harder and the faster Flynn pounded Dillon’s hole, and the louder they moaned into one another’s mouth. Flynn could feel his cock swelling, and knew he was about to come all inside of Dillon’s ass. His grip on Dillon’s wrists tightened and with one last powerful thrust, Flynn slammed his hips hard against Dillon’s ass, and his throbbing shaft began squirting the white, warm cum all inside of Dillon’s hole while Flynn arched his head back and let loose a moan muffled by bared gritting teeth. After his cock spurted out the last of the cum, he took in a deep breath and let go of Dillon’s wrists and slumped his arms around Dillon’s neck. “And… I’m fuckin’ spent.” He let loose a sigh that was also half-chuckle.

Dillon sighed in pleasure and relief. “Would of never guessed you liked it that rough.”

Flynn let out another exhausted chuckle. “Never asked.”

Dillon moved away from the wall and turned to face the full force of the running shower, while Flynn stayed hanging on around his neck. He could tell the man holding on had exhausted himself fully during the rather forceful, and fun, sex. “So… how long do you plan on keeping your dick in my ass?”

“I was thinkin’ ‘til it went limp and all my cum came flowing out.” Flynn said rather casually. “Until then, we need to figure out how are we gonna to approach Ziggy ‘bout this.”

Dillon grabbed Flynn’s arms hanging around his neck gently. “I’ll talk to him about it later. Like he said, he’s not going to tell anyone. Hell, maybe with a bit of convincing, we could even talk Ziggy into running interference for us.”

Flynn’s eyebrows raised with intrigue. “What kind of ‘convincin’ ya have in mind?”

“NOT that kind.” Dillon said, somewhat irritated.

Flynn sighed. “Too bad… I think that would be a bit fun.”

Dillon stood there, thinking back to earlier, how excited he had became when Ziggy was in the bathroom, and how exhilarating it would be to have the Series Green Operator down on his knees in front of him, but didn’t let Flynn know his thoughts. “Let’s just talk with him first.”