SPD: Jack/Bridge/Sky, #14 - Beginning
Title: The Beginning
Author/Artist:
welleg_fic
Pairing: Jack Landors/Sky Tate/Bridge Carson
Fandom: Power Rangers SPD
Theme: Ashley's Theme - #14 - Beginning
Rating: NC-17.
Warnings: Three males having sex. If this bothers you, don't read it.
Bridge half-listens to his boyfriend rant about their Red Ranger - again - while lazily tracing his fingers across his stomach. Being in bed with Sky was the only time he felt comfortable taking his gloves off.
"He's jealous," Bridge mumbles into Sky's shoulder.
"Jealous? Of what? He's the Red Ranger. What do I have that he could possibly want?"
"This. Me. You."
"Huh? Bridge, English please."
"Uh, sorry. Jack is jealous of what we have. He wants you and he wants me."
"Does that bother you?
"No. At first I though it might, but it doesn't. Jack is hot after all." Sky nods in agreement and ponders the situation for a moment.
"Well I suppose we could spice things up a bit. If you want to that is." Since Sky was the less inhibited of the two, he wanted to make sure Bridge was okay with involving Jack in their relationship. Not being freaked out by it is not the same as wanting to pursue it after all.
"I'd like that," Bridge mumbles while peppering Sky's neck with kisses. Just then the alarm went off signaling an attack. The two jump out of bed and Sky pulls sweatpants on over his boxers and Bridge, clad in pajama pants, reaches for his gloves. He stops and glances at his boyfriend when he realizes Sky is waiting for him, and not putting on a shirt.
"We might as well give Jack a good view, don't you think?" Bridge nods in agreement and follows Sky toward the Command Center, finishing tugging on his gloves as he walks out the door.
*****
Jack was amazed that his Blue and Green Rangers showed up in the Command Center shirtless. He just hoped Bridge hadn't been able to pick up on his feelings. And that Sky hadn't noticed his staring. He was well aware that both were gay, but he also knew they had been dating for several years. He figured Sky probably wouldn't be receptive to the thoughts he was having, what with the stick he always seemed to have up his ass. Unfortunately, he was so lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice Sky come up behind him as they were heading back to their quarters.
"You know, you should take a picture. It lasts longer," he tells the Red Ranger and then walks past him to catch up with Bridge, leaving Jack with a stunned expression with his face. Not only was Sky seemingly aware of Jack's feelings, it didn't bother him. And that scared the hell out of Jack because it was so untypical of his second in command. Maybe Sky hit his head during the battle. Jack figures he should go check on him to make sure he's okay. When he knocks on the door, Sky answers, except now he is clad only in boxers, which makes Jack even more perplexed.
"What the hell was that!?" Jack exclaims as he barges into the room. "Are you trying to create a distraction? The last thing we need is Syd and Z not able to concentrate because you felt like putting on a show."
"There wouldn't be a problem with those two Jack, and you know it. You're just flustered because we had an effect on you." Jack stares at Sky and then turns and glares at Bridge because he knows the only reason any of this had happened was because his physic powers had picked up Jack's feelings for his teammates. He didn't notice Sky had moved closer to him until the other man's lips were on his own.
"Um, I thought you two were..." Jack manages to sputter out, completely floored by what happened.
"We are." Bridge says from his new position in the room next to Jack. When he got there, Jack had no idea. He was still trying to comprehend what was appearing to be happening. "But that doesn't mean we don't want you to join us. We know you want to."
"Damn physic powers," Jack mutters as Bridge leans in to kiss him.
"That's what you're saying now," another voice, presumably Sky, mutters as a pair of arms wrap around him from behind. Jack figures this is a good time bring up the thought nagging him.
"Why?"
"What do you mean, Jack?" Sky mumbles into the back of his neck. Bridge doesn't say anything but does look at him curiously.
"You two have been together forever. Why mess things up by involving me?" Sky and Bridge share a look and maneuver Jack to the nearest bed, which happened to be Sky's. Sky gently shoves him into a sitting position on the bed.
"It's not going to mess things up Jack. You want this, we want this. Why not?" Sky is thankful that Bridge is letting him do all the talking. His babble would probably just complicate things.
"Are you sure?" Jack asks as Bridge and Sky both sit down on the bed, one on either side of him.
"Yes," Bridge responds huskily, just before he once again took the other man's mouth with his own. Jack could feel Sky's hands working to rid him of his pajama top, to which he had no objections. Soon all three men were shirtless and sprawled on Sky's bed, no easy task with a twin-sized mattress. The peaceful moment was soon interrupted by Bridge's elbow in Jack's gut.
"Ow! Careful Bridge!" Sky snickers at the situation before tossing pillows on the floor.
"Maybe we should move this down there - more spacious." Jack is surprised by Sky's bluntness but readily follows his teammates to the floor. Immediately Sky's lips are once more upon his. Jack moans as he feels Bridge's fingers lightly dance around his crotch. Sky pulls back and smirks. Before Jack is able to protest Bridge moves in to once again kiss him and Sky works to rid both of his teammates of their pants leaving all three in just their boxers. He smiles as Jack and Bridge squirm closer together in their passionate lip lock. He chooses that moment to latch on to Jack's neck with a vigor that will almost certainly leave a hickey and at the same time snaking an arm around him until his hand is on Jack's stomach. Sky slowly moves his hand lower, sliding it under Jack's boxers and surrounding his cock, causing his teammate to moan. He slowly pumps his hand up and down until Jack breaks away from Bridge and turns to Sky immediately capturing his mouth and mimicking his below-the-belt ministrations. The two essentially ignore Bridge until he moves over to them and simultaneously smacks both of their asses.
"There are three of us you know." The other two look at him sheepishly.
"Sorry," they both respond at the same time.
"Not that this isn't fun, but how about we move on to other activities?" Bridge nods in agreement, but Jack just stares at Sky wide-eyed.
"You mean sex?"
"You're not a virgin are you?" Jack has to smirk at Sky's concern.
"No, no, no. I just don't want this to be a one-time thing, you know. And that's how sex has always been for me."
"It doesn't have to be this time Jack."
"Sky's right, Jack."
"I know. I just don't want to mess this up, an I don't want to cause problems between the two of you."
"You won't. Bridge and I have been together just over five years. If we haven't had problems by now..."
"Is that supposed to be an insult!?" Bridge protests.
"Naw, I just think the great Sky Tate is getting cocky."
"Nice choice of words," Sky mutters while rooting through his dresser. He finds what he was looking for, a box of condoms and a bottle of lube, and returns to his teammates.
"Ansty, are we?"
"Shut up, Jack," Sky retorts as he eases out of his boxers, leaving Jack and Bridge to admire his naked form. "We don't have to do this you know."
"Says the naked guy. If you’re sure this won't cause any problems and that it's not going to be a one time thing, then I'm game."
"It won't," Sky murmers, drawing closer to Jack, the other man's back fitting perfectly into his chest.
"And it's not," Bridge adds, shucking his boxers as well. He pauses for moment and decides to remove his gloves as well, figuring they're not going to make any difference while he's naked.
"Well in that case, what are we waiting for?"
"You. You're the only one that's not naked yet. Bridge, you think we should have Jack in the middle?"
"Sounds good to me." Bridge helps Jack out of his boxers and then lays down on his side, pressing his back into Jack's chest.
"So do you need any well, um, preparation, or are you good to go?" Jack is touched by Sky's concern. Back on the streets, the receiving partner's preparation was often not considered, which is why Jack preferred topping. He trusted Sky not to hurt him though.
"I'll need a little preparation. It's been awhile, and even then I was generally on top. What about you, Bridge?"
"I'm good to go." Jack looks back and forth between Sky and Bridge, unsure whether to be amused or frightened.
"How often do you guys have sex?"
"Let's just say mom would be appalled if she knew how often we restocked on condoms."
"You horny little bastard. I never would have thought..."
"Yeah, yeah. It'll probably be best if I warm you up after you and Bridge get started." Sky hands the lube and a condom over to Jack.
"Alrighty then." Jack slides on the condom and makes sure his latex-covered cock is well lubed before entering Bridge, who moans with pleasure and shoves his hips and ass further back towards his current partner. Jack thrusts a few times before finding a comfortable rhythm at which point Sky eases a lube-slicked finger up his ass, causing Jack to gasp.
"You okay?" Sky murmers into the back of Jack's neck.
"I'm fine, you just startled me. How about a little advanced warning next time?" Bridge begins to whimper as Jack had stopped thrusting during the exchange. "Impatient. Fine, I'll start back up, just stop whimpering already." Sky smirks - it was nice to not be the one to deal with Bridge's insistence for once. He leaves his finger in place as Jack resumes his thrusting into Bridge. Sky remains still for a few moments, letting Jack get used to the feeling.
"Jack," Sky whispers into his ear, "I'm going to add a second finger, okay."
"Okay," Jack murmers in a distracted tone that has Sky wondering if he even knows what was said. Regardless he adds the finger and gives Jack a little more time to adjust. Then he removes both fingers, causing Jack to protest.
"You're just as bad as Bridge. Give me a second to get ready." Sky retorts as he slides on a condom and lubes up his cock. He then returns to his position behind Jack. "You two need to stop moving for minute, so I can join in." Jack and Bridge comply and Sky slowly enters Jack, being careful not to hurt him. It takes a few minutes, but they find a rhythm agreeable to all three men. Jack reaches around Bridge and takes his cock in his hand, pumping it up and down in time with the thrusts. Before too long Jack reaches his point of release, shortly followed by Sky. The two remain in position as Jack continues to pump his hand along Bridge's cock until he reaches that point as well. The three clean up and curl up to go to sleep, with Sky flinging a protective arm around his companions.
Author/Artist:
welleg_fic
Pairing: Jack Landors/Sky Tate/Bridge Carson
Fandom: Power Rangers SPD
Theme: Ashley's Theme - #14 - Beginning
Rating: NC-17.
Warnings: Three males having sex. If this bothers you, don't read it.
Bridge half-listens to his boyfriend rant about their Red Ranger - again - while lazily tracing his fingers across his stomach. Being in bed with Sky was the only time he felt comfortable taking his gloves off.
"He's jealous," Bridge mumbles into Sky's shoulder.
"Jealous? Of what? He's the Red Ranger. What do I have that he could possibly want?"
"This. Me. You."
"Huh? Bridge, English please."
"Uh, sorry. Jack is jealous of what we have. He wants you and he wants me."
"Does that bother you?
"No. At first I though it might, but it doesn't. Jack is hot after all." Sky nods in agreement and ponders the situation for a moment.
"Well I suppose we could spice things up a bit. If you want to that is." Since Sky was the less inhibited of the two, he wanted to make sure Bridge was okay with involving Jack in their relationship. Not being freaked out by it is not the same as wanting to pursue it after all.
"I'd like that," Bridge mumbles while peppering Sky's neck with kisses. Just then the alarm went off signaling an attack. The two jump out of bed and Sky pulls sweatpants on over his boxers and Bridge, clad in pajama pants, reaches for his gloves. He stops and glances at his boyfriend when he realizes Sky is waiting for him, and not putting on a shirt.
"We might as well give Jack a good view, don't you think?" Bridge nods in agreement and follows Sky toward the Command Center, finishing tugging on his gloves as he walks out the door.
*****
Jack was amazed that his Blue and Green Rangers showed up in the Command Center shirtless. He just hoped Bridge hadn't been able to pick up on his feelings. And that Sky hadn't noticed his staring. He was well aware that both were gay, but he also knew they had been dating for several years. He figured Sky probably wouldn't be receptive to the thoughts he was having, what with the stick he always seemed to have up his ass. Unfortunately, he was so lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice Sky come up behind him as they were heading back to their quarters.
"You know, you should take a picture. It lasts longer," he tells the Red Ranger and then walks past him to catch up with Bridge, leaving Jack with a stunned expression with his face. Not only was Sky seemingly aware of Jack's feelings, it didn't bother him. And that scared the hell out of Jack because it was so untypical of his second in command. Maybe Sky hit his head during the battle. Jack figures he should go check on him to make sure he's okay. When he knocks on the door, Sky answers, except now he is clad only in boxers, which makes Jack even more perplexed.
"What the hell was that!?" Jack exclaims as he barges into the room. "Are you trying to create a distraction? The last thing we need is Syd and Z not able to concentrate because you felt like putting on a show."
"There wouldn't be a problem with those two Jack, and you know it. You're just flustered because we had an effect on you." Jack stares at Sky and then turns and glares at Bridge because he knows the only reason any of this had happened was because his physic powers had picked up Jack's feelings for his teammates. He didn't notice Sky had moved closer to him until the other man's lips were on his own.
"Um, I thought you two were..." Jack manages to sputter out, completely floored by what happened.
"We are." Bridge says from his new position in the room next to Jack. When he got there, Jack had no idea. He was still trying to comprehend what was appearing to be happening. "But that doesn't mean we don't want you to join us. We know you want to."
"Damn physic powers," Jack mutters as Bridge leans in to kiss him.
"That's what you're saying now," another voice, presumably Sky, mutters as a pair of arms wrap around him from behind. Jack figures this is a good time bring up the thought nagging him.
"Why?"
"What do you mean, Jack?" Sky mumbles into the back of his neck. Bridge doesn't say anything but does look at him curiously.
"You two have been together forever. Why mess things up by involving me?" Sky and Bridge share a look and maneuver Jack to the nearest bed, which happened to be Sky's. Sky gently shoves him into a sitting position on the bed.
"It's not going to mess things up Jack. You want this, we want this. Why not?" Sky is thankful that Bridge is letting him do all the talking. His babble would probably just complicate things.
"Are you sure?" Jack asks as Bridge and Sky both sit down on the bed, one on either side of him.
"Yes," Bridge responds huskily, just before he once again took the other man's mouth with his own. Jack could feel Sky's hands working to rid him of his pajama top, to which he had no objections. Soon all three men were shirtless and sprawled on Sky's bed, no easy task with a twin-sized mattress. The peaceful moment was soon interrupted by Bridge's elbow in Jack's gut.
"Ow! Careful Bridge!" Sky snickers at the situation before tossing pillows on the floor.
"Maybe we should move this down there - more spacious." Jack is surprised by Sky's bluntness but readily follows his teammates to the floor. Immediately Sky's lips are once more upon his. Jack moans as he feels Bridge's fingers lightly dance around his crotch. Sky pulls back and smirks. Before Jack is able to protest Bridge moves in to once again kiss him and Sky works to rid both of his teammates of their pants leaving all three in just their boxers. He smiles as Jack and Bridge squirm closer together in their passionate lip lock. He chooses that moment to latch on to Jack's neck with a vigor that will almost certainly leave a hickey and at the same time snaking an arm around him until his hand is on Jack's stomach. Sky slowly moves his hand lower, sliding it under Jack's boxers and surrounding his cock, causing his teammate to moan. He slowly pumps his hand up and down until Jack breaks away from Bridge and turns to Sky immediately capturing his mouth and mimicking his below-the-belt ministrations. The two essentially ignore Bridge until he moves over to them and simultaneously smacks both of their asses.
"There are three of us you know." The other two look at him sheepishly.
"Sorry," they both respond at the same time.
"Not that this isn't fun, but how about we move on to other activities?" Bridge nods in agreement, but Jack just stares at Sky wide-eyed.
"You mean sex?"
"You're not a virgin are you?" Jack has to smirk at Sky's concern.
"No, no, no. I just don't want this to be a one-time thing, you know. And that's how sex has always been for me."
"It doesn't have to be this time Jack."
"Sky's right, Jack."
"I know. I just don't want to mess this up, an I don't want to cause problems between the two of you."
"You won't. Bridge and I have been together just over five years. If we haven't had problems by now..."
"Is that supposed to be an insult!?" Bridge protests.
"Naw, I just think the great Sky Tate is getting cocky."
"Nice choice of words," Sky mutters while rooting through his dresser. He finds what he was looking for, a box of condoms and a bottle of lube, and returns to his teammates.
"Ansty, are we?"
"Shut up, Jack," Sky retorts as he eases out of his boxers, leaving Jack and Bridge to admire his naked form. "We don't have to do this you know."
"Says the naked guy. If you’re sure this won't cause any problems and that it's not going to be a one time thing, then I'm game."
"It won't," Sky murmers, drawing closer to Jack, the other man's back fitting perfectly into his chest.
"And it's not," Bridge adds, shucking his boxers as well. He pauses for moment and decides to remove his gloves as well, figuring they're not going to make any difference while he's naked.
"Well in that case, what are we waiting for?"
"You. You're the only one that's not naked yet. Bridge, you think we should have Jack in the middle?"
"Sounds good to me." Bridge helps Jack out of his boxers and then lays down on his side, pressing his back into Jack's chest.
"So do you need any well, um, preparation, or are you good to go?" Jack is touched by Sky's concern. Back on the streets, the receiving partner's preparation was often not considered, which is why Jack preferred topping. He trusted Sky not to hurt him though.
"I'll need a little preparation. It's been awhile, and even then I was generally on top. What about you, Bridge?"
"I'm good to go." Jack looks back and forth between Sky and Bridge, unsure whether to be amused or frightened.
"How often do you guys have sex?"
"Let's just say mom would be appalled if she knew how often we restocked on condoms."
"You horny little bastard. I never would have thought..."
"Yeah, yeah. It'll probably be best if I warm you up after you and Bridge get started." Sky hands the lube and a condom over to Jack.
"Alrighty then." Jack slides on the condom and makes sure his latex-covered cock is well lubed before entering Bridge, who moans with pleasure and shoves his hips and ass further back towards his current partner. Jack thrusts a few times before finding a comfortable rhythm at which point Sky eases a lube-slicked finger up his ass, causing Jack to gasp.
"You okay?" Sky murmers into the back of Jack's neck.
"I'm fine, you just startled me. How about a little advanced warning next time?" Bridge begins to whimper as Jack had stopped thrusting during the exchange. "Impatient. Fine, I'll start back up, just stop whimpering already." Sky smirks - it was nice to not be the one to deal with Bridge's insistence for once. He leaves his finger in place as Jack resumes his thrusting into Bridge. Sky remains still for a few moments, letting Jack get used to the feeling.
"Jack," Sky whispers into his ear, "I'm going to add a second finger, okay."
"Okay," Jack murmers in a distracted tone that has Sky wondering if he even knows what was said. Regardless he adds the finger and gives Jack a little more time to adjust. Then he removes both fingers, causing Jack to protest.
"You're just as bad as Bridge. Give me a second to get ready." Sky retorts as he slides on a condom and lubes up his cock. He then returns to his position behind Jack. "You two need to stop moving for minute, so I can join in." Jack and Bridge comply and Sky slowly enters Jack, being careful not to hurt him. It takes a few minutes, but they find a rhythm agreeable to all three men. Jack reaches around Bridge and takes his cock in his hand, pumping it up and down in time with the thrusts. Before too long Jack reaches his point of release, shortly followed by Sky. The two remain in position as Jack continues to pump his hand along Bridge's cock until he reaches that point as well. The three clean up and curl up to go to sleep, with Sky flinging a protective arm around his companions.