He wans't sure how he got into this situation.

Donatello moved his arms, trying to tug them away from the headrest of the bed. But the action only thing that it did was scrape against wrists. He sighed at the minor pain, how did he get into this situation again?

Oh that's right... 

Leonardo wasn't exactly in the most merciful mood right now, and it wasn't even his season. At least his legs weren't tied, but then again Leonardo loved it when he at least had a bit of control to move. But that was as much Donatello was allowed considering his precious leader would refuse to allow him to do anything beyond using his legs or thighs. 

There was hardly any room for him to move, he did use the heel of his feet to move him upwards towards where his hands were tied. Anything to at least allivate the small lance of pain that continued to scratch against skin. 

"Did I say you can move?" An expecting strict voice sounded in the semi-dark room. It nearly scared Donatello out of his shell. 

Mahagony eyes turned over to see the leader at the door, his shadowed form looking darker since light spilled inside his room.

"No Leo." 

"Then why did you move?" He asked moving closer almost like a snake.

Normally he would have answered right away, but that would only result in an orgasm delay. 

Soft but rough hands was soon on his plastron. The ghost touches turning a little firmer as he trailed them up the creases ever so slowly. 

Don bit a breathy groan as his older brother did this. Little touches like this were nothing but torture as it would take a little rub, a tiny scratch that would make the purple banded ninja to turn into nothing but mush. Slowly giving up control to his leader, and ultimately his master in bed. 

But his posessive behavoir was such a drug that not only affected Don but Raph and Mikey; it was almost impossible to say no to their older brother.  

"What do you have in mind?" Donatello asked knowing it best to move onto the subject at hand. 

"What do you think Donnie..." He breathed moving closer to his face, making sure to be close to his ear slit. His older brother's hot breath cracked whatever barrier he had. His voice acting like a sedative making sure to keep him in place letting Leo take control of all of his sensations. 

The hand moved up, tickling that olive neck then trailing up to his right cheek. He left the leaf colored hand on his face pressing the rough palm on his face just enough to make Donatello look up those dark blue eyes of his.

"I'm going to make you mine..." He whispered as he placed a feirce kiss on the other's lips. 

Donatello churred in that kiss, closing his eyes so tightly that even the bandana that covered part of his face tighten enough to conceal his eyelids. 

A second hand went back to his plastron, much lower this time, it took a moment for Leonardo to find the minor bulge that was forming on his pelvis. 

When they seperated the kiss Don hissed feeling the slit that hid their pricks start to seperate showing the pink skin under the folds.

Leonardo instantly got into work, making sure to stick his finger inside the slit. He carefully pushed in working all the way to the knuckle carefully feeling inside to feel the swelling organ inside. Don reacted feeling the sensative flesh get prodded carefully, but at the same time the rough feeling was more than enough to get him to jump mildly in his bed. 

"That's it..." Leonardo breathed, half lidded eyes turned down where his hand was playing with it's toy. He smiled with the begining signs of Donatello's size appearing in sight.

Out all of the brother's Leonardo has to say Donatello was the biggest size. Much to Raph's pleasure. Quite literally actually, now while Donatello was nearly a complete submissive, he was the one who was blessed with the biggest. Not that Leonardo is complaining really. He really wasn't. 

"Let go Donnie." He said looking back at his squriming brother. 

"Where's the fun in that?" He replied trying to keep a compossed voice, but even then he was failing under Leo's skillful hands. 

As a result Leonardo started to spread the slit with his two large fingers. 

It left little to the imagination when the seemingly small space to keep the memeber inside anymore. The bulge prodded out much more prominately, the leader breathed a smirk and coaxed the organ out with ease. Making the genius brother to writhle a bit under him. 

"Shhhh..." Leonardo pressed another kiss on the olive turtle's beak. Blue eyes turned to the now hardening sex, the sight of it made his own start to buldge. His thighs felt slick with lubricant already ready to take it, but he waited.

Leonardo watched at his brother moved slightly his wrists pulling downwards trying to at least get some kind of confort. So desperate to get some kind of relief. It was in this that he oved to see his brothers, feeling absolutly helpless under his hands, if anything he was more than happy to be able to please. 

He wans't selfish, he took good care of his possesions, after all he wanted them just as happy as he would make himself. It was the least he could do in order to keep them happy for the help they give him.

"You better be ready Donnie..." He said a sexy smirk potruding his forest features. 

"Shell yes..." The genius commented feeling a settling relief in his stomach. 

Leonardo moved, making sure to get ontop of olive turtle without trouble. It took a fraction of a moment when he sat on his younger brother's stomach. Donatello watched him as Leo hunched foward reaching to the pillows that rested under and besides Don's head. 

Slithering under the white cushion Leonardo felt and found what he was looking for. A small clear bottle of lube, he shaked it slightly in front of Don's head. "I hope you like cherry." 

"Isn't that Mikey's favorite?" Don asked trying to compose himself. 
"Maybe, but I think that's Raph doing." Leo smirked unhooking the cap flipping it so that it opened the small opening of the bottle.

He turned it over and squeezed a generous amount on his hand. Mahagony eyes saw him reach behind his shell. Donatello groaned when he felt the cool oil touch his dick.

"Oooohhh..." He groaned pushing his head back against the pillows. The slick covered hand circled around him, before giving a couple of rough tugs.

"Like I said you better be ready." Leonardo said with a large smirk squeezing the base of the member.

Donatello gave a tiny whine, but didn't say much more. 

Feeling the entire organ completely coated Leonardo then tended to himself, it didn't take long for his own to come out, a little shorter than Don's own, but it wasn't tiny. At least they can say that they were bigger than any human male. 

Leonardo looked at his own brother the entire time as he shifted, making sure his exposed rear neared the slick prick. And without any warning he slowly slid on the positioned member. 

It did burn the slightest from unanticipation, but that was adjusted in moments when he forced himself to slide down a little more. 

After all, it was Raph that took his virginity long ago, in exchange for his own.     

The feeling of being penetrated felt good. So good... and he would never say this, but Donatello's filled him to the birm of almost burning with each iniatial penetration. 

He gasped feeling the organ inside of him twitch. Donatello would not last long. The turtle in blue moved experimently the second his rump touched his lower plastron. Forest hands pressed against Don's chest giving leverage in that second to pull up, and push down. 

The expression on Don's face was such a reward. 

He smiled as he slid once more, then forced his hands on the olive thighs. "Don't even dare." He commanded stopping his younger brother from thrusting upwards. 

The genius nodded wearily in a mix of desperation and understanding. He kept his legs down, but it was so damn hard since he was in that tight, hot cavern of his older brother.

Leonardo didn't typically bottom much for his brothers. He was usually the one who dominated, especially when it came to Raph. But when Leo did bottom, goodness it was so addicting that it was near damn impossible to say no. 

He may not be penetrated, but Leo would still take control of the situation like the natural leader he was. And that's what Donatello loved from Leonardo. 

At one point he was ripped from his thoughts when Donatello felt the ghostly touches rubbed over his sutes. He gasped so deseperately that he wished that he could grip Leonardo, stroke him or at least something. It was near torture. He was a turtle who didn't mind getting his hands dirty. So to feel this happen to him, was just... oh how much he wanted control. But at the same time it felt so perfect to him. 

"Getting there..." Leonardo husked slowing down his motions and sitting on his brother's lap.

He didn't 'purposely' circle around Don's dick and emit another gasp from his younger brother. 

"Lllleeeeeooooo...." He gasped his olive cheeks turning a bit darker in color from arousal. In any moment he could come...

As if sensing his feeling, Leo moved in closer as he restarted his pace, making sure to bounce up and down that swollen sex. And in a moment he pressed his beak against Don's own possesively. 

"Do you want to cum my little genius?" He asked, his voice lowering several octaves.

"Y-Yes!" The olive reptile shouted managing to give at least two rough thrusts upwards in his brother. 

The leader pressed his lips on the red cheek before moving closer to the ear slit. 

"Then... do it..." He whispered ever so darkly. 

That was the breaking point because in moments the familar thick warm essence of his brother filled him. 

Leonardo moaned at the salty feeling and it was more than enough to get him going as well. He jerked off ferciously making sure to catch up with his brother before he too released his tension. 

Still feeling Donatello fill him, he waited before sliding off, leaving a thick trail of white fluid in it's wake. 

"You did well." Leonardo said looking up at his brother's tied wrists. Feeling it was about time, he took a single arch of the rope he untied the knot freeing the slightly raw wrists of his brother. He brought one of them close to his lips, admiring the minor rope burns placing a cool and tender kiss on it. 

"Though you do need to work on your stamina Don, you're starting to fall behind." He reprimanded gently. 

"I know..." Donatello whispered as he cuddled next to Leonardo, who encased him in open arms. 

"But you're definately getting better." He smiled before closing his eyes to get a good night's rest.

0o0

"Now Remeber, no talking." Leonardo said with a large smirk before placing the ductape over his younger brother's mouth. 

"Mmmm..." Michelangelo responded with unsure eyes. 

"What did I just say." Leonardo questioned giving his youngest brother a stern look. 

The orange banded turtle nodded making sure to keep his vocals down low. Damn kink of his, he was sure that his older bro just wanted to keep him silent during this session. He wans't sure how many times Leo absolutly loved making him shut up. 

But if it meant that he got to top in a way, then by all means he was more than ready. 

Well that's not to say that Leo was a complete control freak. There were times where he would give up control willingly, but now was not one of those times.      

It did not take long when Mikey feel the other's hands on his tail. The sensative little appendage was the biggest incestive that would coax out their cocks almost instantly. 

Leo and his two other brothers learned Mikey was a boy of action. He liked it fast and good, if it was taking too long, just like his attention span it would be boring to him. Unless a specific kink is involved. 

So the best way to get this going is to just get straight to the point. Which may have been the reason why he ductaped him to begin with.

The buldge was instant, as the slit holding his sex began to emerge. It didn't take too long when the organ made it's proud appearnace. Slick and smooth, while not as thick as Raph or as long as Donnie, it was still perfect. And beleive it or not, out of everyone he was the one who lasted the longest when he wanted. 

Leo wasn't sure how it he did it, but Mikey was near unpredictable when it came to sex. One moment he can be a tiger in 15 seconds the next he could be as paitent as an actual turtle and last near an hour when it came to his teasing. 

But that just made sex with the youngest extra exciting considering how he just managed to work around. 

Maybe that's the reason why Raph chased him down so much. Because he was the only one who could really last his rough energy. And even then he could go for another round or two. 

Just how much stamina did Mikey have exactly? 

Mikey began to movie, or at least tried to because Leo placed a semi-firm hand on his chest before he slid another muscle. He gave him a single look before circling his other hand around his brother's arousal. It would not be long if Mike wanted to make this quick since their meditation session will be within in the next few hours.

The leader in blue began to pump it, sure it may not have been lubricated enough, but a bit of dry rubbing never hurt anyone. Least of all to a pain loving turtle like Mikey who took it.

Mikey groaned lifting his head up feeling Leo's hand circle around his prick pumping it with percise circulation of his wrist. The older turtle smiled moving so he can turn Mikey on his side this action made the brighter turtle look at him with wide baby blues, but then calmed the seconds he heard the sound of a lube bottle click open. His cheeks squinted upwards making his lower eyelids form upside down half-moons. 

Leo matched that expression but only much more seductive as he now slowly pumped the full organ to life. 

"Satisfy me." Leo commanded turning so now his own pelvis was next to Mike's head. 

Oh how badly he wanted to speak, but he knew that Leonardo wouldn't allow that. The last time he did just allowed Mikey left alone in his room with nothing but his own hand to finish the rest. 

Leonardo was as evil as he was stubborn. And he loved him for it. 

Mikey looked at the slightly bulged lower plastron. He wanted to drool and lick that shit so much. But thus the ducttape. He would have to improvise. 

He split the slit apart seeing the pink flesh under, the sight of his older brother's memeber slowly slicking out made his young blood spump faster than Raph's motorcycle. Like Mikey it didn't take much for the perfect organ to slid out, it took maybe about a couple of pumps for it to be fully errect.

And the smell, oh the smell of those suffocating hormones would make him jizz right there. But a firm squeeze on his dick prevented him so. He groaned softly, the sound rumbling in his throat when suddenly he was pushed a bit to the side. His lubricated dick more than ready for the fun...

"Remember, no noise, no matter how much you want to." He reprimanded taking possition.

The leader in blue shifted so now he pressed his shell against Mikey's plastron. He did feel and see the sea green arms wrap around him, but he didn't take much notice when the slick covered sex pressed against his inner tail. 

Where his rear and tail met was where his entrance remained, and as such he had to wiggle his tail out of the way in order to let Mikey enter. 

He closed his eyes for a moment allowing himself to accominate. The pain was nothing more than a split second, shadowed over by how he was stretched to allow invitation to the familar intruder. 

Mikey's hands trembled over him, desperately trying to keep his churrs and groans inside. That made Leonardo smile knowing very well that he played his brother right around his finger. One small peep of a word would be nothing but dangeriously hard for the talkative brother to so much breath. 

As such a forest colored hand gripped around his younger brother, wrapping behind the back of his neck, urging him to go. He was the one in control, not the otherway around. 

"What are you waiting for, go." He commanded even after a gasp when the length inside him twitched.

Mikey nodded nerviously working in until he met the hilt. 

"It's nice isn't it?" Leonardo questioned tilting his head at the blushing brother. 

Mikey composed himself as much as he could. Fuck... Leo was so fucken tight... how the heck could Donnie and Raph last with him without slooching inside right away!?

"But not as nice as you..." He whispered moving his arm so it now went over the younger's shell then on that perk ass. 

He heard the other squeak, stopping his movements and ultimately pausing when a rough squeeze gripped his rear. 

"I did not say you can stop!" Leo stated in fustration. "Go." 

The sea green terrapin did as he was told, moving as much as he could. But he didn't want to cum right then and there. His brothers would never let him hear the end of it, especially to someone who rarely bottoms to begin with. Something like this should make Leo cum first, not the other way around.

Mike felt his dick burning, as if it would melt right then and there, yet he didn't bother to pull out. The heat was so damn fricken good that he would first get wackled by Raph with Donnie's bow then let this go.

He felt his head get pulled closer towards Leo's head, he could hear the leader gasp feeling the slick member thrust into him. Despite never really being on the recieving end, Leo certainlly loves it rough. And he thought he was the kinky one. 

"Faster." Leo breathed, it was so hot that Mikey swore he saw the puff of the breath leave Leonardo's mouth. The youngest obayed the order and began to piston in and out. 

Feeling Leonardo jerk the slightest from it, made his stomach flare in excitement, he almost churred from it. 

For the love of his precious comics! He wanted to shout out, tell his older brother how freaken amazing how he felt. How tight he was, how much of sexy turtle he was to fuck, or get fucked by!

Leo suddenly shifted, just enough for the youngest to slow down suddenly. He blinked wide when a firm grasp squeezed his ass again. 

"Don't." 

And he didn't. 

Leo removed his hand in favor of wraping a leg over Mikey's own. He arched it, locking the sea green legs between his own. "Now move." 

His flexability was more than enough to have the orange turtle move again. And he didn't last for long, Leo felt his baby bro's thrusts move unorderly, desperate for ejaculation. He brother was going to cum soon, and he wasn't that far off either. Then-

Mikey churred, his voice rumbling in his throat at the same time when the leader felt the warm seed fill him. 

He hissed when that set the effect on his own spill. The thick white thread shot out, staining the couch and his plastron. Now boring a bright flush on his face, the forest turtle turned to his baby brother who was equally as read and breathing hotly through his nostrils. His eyes tightly shut his mask concealing his eyelids as he tried to recover from the lightheadness.

He took the innitative and pulled himself away from Mikey and with the grace of a ninja he turned around and quickly bit the youngest on the shoulder. 

That worked making Mike open his eyes. He had no remorse to hiss, or at least it sounded like a hiss behind that covered mouth. 

When he removed his jaw the little brother fell limp; he smirked at the bruise he created. Then licked it tentively, all the same while he removed the ducktape with care. 

"You lost..." He breathed stopping his tender licking.

"I know..." He responded laying on the couch lazily. Leonardo smiled and placed a careful kiss on the bruise before moving up the neck. 

Mikey churred again, then stopped when he sensed the trail of kisses stop at his jawline. 

"Oh come on..." 

"You lost the deal, sorry no reward." Leonardo smirked. 

"Ah... you suck."      

"Love you too." 

0o0 

Did Raph ever mentioned that he hated surprises. Cause he really hates this one!

He didn't know how on earth Leo got the jump on him, but he did. And he is hating it. 

Wanna know why? 

Because he cannot fucken see!

Oh, and let's not forget his wrists and ankles were tied togehter.

So he was currently on his side on the bed because somehow Leo tied his wrist and ankles together. Yeah, there was another rope that connected the two bindes together, so he had to bend his knees in order to contain some level of comfort. How fearless did it, was beyond him.

At least he wasn't gagged. The second his brother came he was going to use the brightest language he knows. 

His hearing caught the door opening. Oh goodie!

"I hope you have a good explanation for this!" He demanded lifting his head at the general direction of the door. 

The other didn't speak, but his footsteps sounded like thunder to him. Raphael lifted his head when he felt the person in front of him. 

"I know it's you Leo!" He hissed his teeth gritting together. 

Again he got no response. That just pissed him off even more. 

"GOSH FUCKEN DAMMIT! UNTIE ME!" He shouted, maybe if he did someone was bound to hear him in the lair. 

But then he realised that Splinter was visiting April and Donnie and Mike were most likely at the junkyard. 

Leaving him with...

Oh shell.

"You're finding this funny aren't you." He said lowly. He rose his head again. "What is it this time!?" 

The other didn't answer, but suddenly he felt callosed hands touch his abdomen. Raph rose his hairless brows in wonder when fingers then moved down lower.

He didn't react. At least not yet, because he felt those fingers suddenly massage the slit that housed his cock. 

Raph gritted his teeth feeling the warm feeling course in his stomach. They were slick, touching the sensative crack carefully. The little motion made the area soften opening the crack a bit. The tempered brother hissed feeling the same digits rub up the parting carapeice. When he felt soften even more, the free hand moved to the other side, now allowing him to part it. 

Cold air brushed over the pink flesh under, making Raph taught his muscles through the ropes that bounded him. He struggled a bit, but stopped when he felt the fingers now slide inside the little pouch. It was more than what was needed for the organ to pulse, and make itself known. 

Raphael breathed, or at least tried because it so damn hard now that his prick is showing. A tentive rub took it outside of it's home completely.

"Shit..." Raph managed as he twisted his head to the side to avoid facing the general direciton. But then felt a hand caress his face, just so gently and guiding his direction of blind sight back. 

He didn't have to see that the other was smiling, and that made him hate being blind-folded. He tried to move his head away, but a semi-firm grasp to his organ was all that was needed when he jerked suddenly.