The fuzzy feeling, the butterflies, the rapid heart beats, and the sweaty palms that blossom whenever these intense moments build up.... but... one turtle proved to be more than Master Splinter could of predicted... you see Mikey had a bit of a different problem.
Like most of the problems the turtles had when they were younger it required Splinter full attention. So on a cozy lazy night Mikey approached Splinter about his problem. You see... all the other turtles had already romanticized with someone special in their life. But not him... he had other... urges that he couldn't fulfill, but he needed his sensei's guidance. You see, Mikey swung for the other team.
Now this was a lot for Sensei to take in... but being the great father he was he understood and accepted the terms... what he didnt see coming when he took his son into an embrace was when the fellow asked him soon after if he could teach the turtle what to expect... the experience....
Sensei sat there in front of his son in silence, frozen in time by the level of intensity to which this dilemma had just risen to.In such a fragile state could he possibly have it in him to deny his student that which he seeks. Mikey didn't make it any easier for him unfortunately... as he took sensei's silence as a green light. He crawled up to his father, slid one of his big hands into his robe. He spilled out the truth behind his secrets... the longings he'd have to experience another male's touch... even if he secretly fantasized about Splinter, it all came into the open now.
How could Master Splinter possibly say no? He let the curious mind wonder, until the lights dimmed the floor was decorated wth the same clothing that masked their bodies. The sounds of panting, moaning, and groaning filled the air... the scent of two bodies friskily pushing against each other. Each thrust echoed inside of them, as their hearts raced to the finish. Both minds got carried away just as easy by the time they came to realize they were way in deeper than they should of.
They weren't overridden by guilt. Not by the taboo practice that would later sting their hearts with possible regret. All that melted away in the heat of passion. What was suppose to be a lesson of words, soon turned to a lesson of the body, mind, and soul interconnected by the very tool the drives our deepest desires.
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