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", "writing": "\tBefore they’d left their camping spot with its abundant supply of fresh water, Nicco had told Don not to worry, that he could find water in the arid landscape they would be traveling through. Don kept his mental fingers crossed that this was true because it was obvious that one canteen was not going to last long.\n\n\tBy mid-day the heat was oppressive and Don began to wish they had either gotten a much earlier start or that they had delayed their departure by another day, as Nicco had suggested.\n\n\tAlthough the drier air seemed more comfortable than the high humidity of the jungle, it was deceptively dangerous. Even the terrain meted out its own set of tests, its hilly nature a challenge to both muscle and stamina. The hard packed earth was sizzling hot to walk on and areas that were covered in rocks added another layer of pain to bare feet. The monotony of the landscape offered little diversion and therefore left the pair of travelers to dwell on their discomforts.\n\n\tIt was an hour past mid-day when Nicco veered off course and headed towards a dry, sandy wash. Don could see the path that water, draining off of the hills during heavy storms, had ploughed through the landscape. There was a steep embankment along one edge of the wash where the turbulent, roiling water had cut into the earth.\n\n\tThe embankment hung out over the wash by several feet and offered cooling shade from a relentless sun. That was where Nicco led Don, bending to go under the overhang and then sitting gratefully in the shade.\n\n\tDon plunked down next to him, enjoying the cool sand on his backside and legs. After a minute of simply sitting there, Nicco peeled his backpack off and dropped it on his other side. He then took the canteen from its leather carrier and offered it to Don.\n\n\tAfter Don had taken a mouthful of water and passed the canteen back, he asked, “How long are we stopping for?”\n\n\tNicco swallowed water before answering. “Couple of hours. This is the hottest time of day and it’s a bad idea to lose moisture we can’t immediately replenish. We should take a nap while we can; most day predators are sheltering right now, so we won’t have to worry about being attacked.”\n\n\tDon leaned his head back against the earthen wall and closed his eyes. He would have loved another taste of water, but knew they had to conserve what they had. Although he trusted that Nicco could remember where he and Mase had found water before, Don wasn’t as confident about the water still being there.\n\n\tSomehow Don dozed off, because he woke to find his head pillowed on Nicco’s lap. The larger turtle was stroking his face gently and smiling down at him, the desire in his eyes causing Don to blush furiously.\n\n\t“You were smiling in your sleep,” Nicco whispered. “Were you dreaming about me?”\n\n\tDon swallowed audibly. “Why were you watching me sleep? We were both supposed to be resting,” he scolded in order to cover his embarrassment.\n\n\t“Staring at your face while you’re asleep is habit forming,” Nicco said whimsically. “I got in a power nap before you decided to use my body as a pillow. I found both of those activities immensely satisfying.”\n\n\tFlustered, Don pushed himself upright and ran a hand across his face. He was unused to such outward displays of affection; even hugs were rare between himself and his brothers.\n\n\t“Is there a particular destination we’re trying to reach by nightfall?” Don asked.\n\n\tNicco nodded, handing him the canteen once more. “Take a good mouthful; we’ve got enough to get us where we’re going. We’ll walk part of the way in the dark to make up for our nap, but that’s better anyway. Cooler. I’ll be able to find the spot even without daylight.”\n\n\tDon drank as instructed, impressed at how sure of himself Nicco always sounded. There was an air about him that engendered confidence; it was in the way he held himself, in the way he walked, the way he talked. It was easy for Don to understand how Nicco could have taken command during a battle and won, even without leadership experience. He was a natural, like Leo, born with that innate gift of both grit and determination.\n\n\tAs Nicco tipped his head back to take a swig of water, Don’s eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to the other turtle’s muscular neck and wide shoulders. The movement of his larynx as he swallowed, the hint of strength in the sinews of his arm, even the way Nicco’s mouth coveted the rim of the canteen had Don mesmerized.\n\n\tSecuring the top on the canteen, Nicco seemed to feel Don’s eyes on him and turned his head. The expression on the younger turtle’s face conveyed his thoughts better than words and Nicco dropped the canteen onto the sand, lurching forward and grasping the back of Don’s head.\n\n\tDon needed no further encouragement to meet Nicco’s mouth partway. Something aggressively hungry stirred in Don’s belly, a feeling unlike any he’d ever experienced. Whatever beast had been awakened pushed aside the young turtle’s usual caution as he devoured the passion provided by Nicco’s tongue.\n\n\tNicco broke the kiss and sat back abruptly, breathing hard. Don’s eyes had barely opened at the loss of contact, his heart hammering in his chest as he fought the urge to simply crawl into Nicco’s lap.\n\n\t“Not here,” Nicco said in a raspy voice. “I want you Donny, more than anything I’ve ever wanted in my life. But our time together, whatever there is of it, has to be special. It has to be more than a quickie on hot sand. It has to be something that we’ll both remember forever.”\n\n\tEvery fiber in Don’s body was urging him to continue, to push Nicco further. Eyes hooded, Don said, “Suppose I don’t want to wait anymore?”\n\n\tNicco kept his arms rigid against his body, as though afraid they wouldn’t respond to his commands if he relaxed his vigilance. “How strong do you think I am?” Nicco asked, his tone guttural. “Don’t count on my better judgment overcoming my instinct, little ninja. When I’m near you all I have is instinct.”\n\n\t“Don’t I get a say in this?” Don asked almost impishly.\n\n\tNicco’s expression remained serious. “When you have more experience, yes. Until then you’ll have to trust me.”\n\n\tIt was exactly something Leo would say and Don nodded, his natural inclination to follow Nicco’s lead overcoming the sudden surge of desire. He picked up his bo staff as he rose and slid it into place on his shell as he watched Nicco dust off the backpack and put it on.\n\n\tNicco glanced at Don who smiled at him. “Just as a reminder, I like learning new things,” Don said softly.\n\n\tTipping his head back to laugh, Nicco responded by saying, “Duly noted.”\n\n\tDonatello spent the better part of the next few hours thinking about what might have happened if Nicco hadn’t found the will-power to keep from going further. He barely noticed the heat or hardship during the second half of the day’s travels as he fantasized about things he’d never done and knew very little about. Apparently Nicco wasn’t the only one with instincts because Don did a fairly good job of visualizing the mechanics of what he imagined Nicco wanted to do with him.\n\n\tNicco seemed lost in thought as well, though he periodically glanced over at Don, his face giving away none of what was on his mind. He might have been focused on maintaining a direct course for where they expected to camp or thinking about the next thing he planned to teach Don. Walking along in an almost continuous state of arousal, Don hoped it was the latter.\n\n\tAs night fell, the pair of travelers began to hear the far off cries of predators in search of their next meal. Nicco kept his hands close to his hachiwari and Don could tell from the look of intense concentration on his face that he was searching for something.\n\n\tA couple of hours after full dark, Nicco called out, “There it is!”\n\n\tNicco headed directly towards a low lying area, more sandy than the surrounding terrain. Against the backdrop of one large cluster of boulders was a smattering of gray colored bushes.\n\n\tTo Don’s dismay, there was not a drop of water in sight. Nicco however seemed perfectly content, shrugging the backpack off and letting it drop to the ground.\n\n\tAs Nicco sank to one knee and began unhooking the tent, Don said, “Nicco, there’s no water here.”\n\n\tNicco glanced up, waving his hand towards the boulders. “Are you kidding? This is a veritable oasis.”\n\n\t“Without water,” Don pointed out dryly.\n\n\t“But there is water,” Nicco said, his expression smug. “Come on little ninja. Mase figured it out; so can you.”\n\n\tThere was a distinct challenge in his tone and Don’s eyes narrowed as he silently accepted it. While Nicco set up the tent and began to build a fire in the spot where he and his brother had obviously had one before, Don surveyed the area once more.\n\n\tThe light from the fire gave Don a better view of the sand and provided him with his first clue. It was a different color from the ground they had been traveling on and after making a note of that fact, Don began to notice other things.\n\n\tAll of the bushes that were nestled up against the base of the boulders appeared lush and healthy. Upon closer examination, Don noted that there was a peculiar staining along the bottom edge of the boulders themselves.\n\n\tDon stepped over to them and squatted between a pair of bushes. Using his hands, he began to scoop sand aside, easily digging a hole in the soft ground. When the hole was about three inches deep, Don felt moisture on his fingers and by the time the hole was deep enough for Don to fit his entire hand into, it had begun to fill with water.\n\n\tNicco sat near the fire watching as Don made his discovery and when the younger turtle glanced over in triumph, Nicco tossed a cup to him.\n\n\t“I’ve got cheesecloth in my backpack,” Nicco said with a grin. “We’ll have to strain the sand out of it, but that’s some very sweet tasting water. Mase said it’s because the sand purifies it.”\n\n\t“It works like a natural filter,” Don said, returning the smile as he filled the cup, watching as more water rushed in to fill the hole.\n\n\tAs Don worked to gather and clean enough water to refill their canteen, Nicco started fashioning something that looked very much like a tiny fishing pole. Using a short but sturdy stick, Nicco tied a piece of twine to it. Setting it aside, he dug an energy bar out of his backpack and pinched off a corner of it, squeezing it into a shapeless lump around the end of the twine.\n\n\tShaking it, Nicco made sure the food was secure and then stood up.\n\n\t“What are you doing?” Don asked, overcome with curiosity.\n\n\t“Fishing of course,” Nicco answered with a wink.\n\n\tDon decided not to feed Nicco’s ego by asking further questions, making the larger turtle chuckle as he seemingly read Don’s mind.\n\n\tApproaching the boulders on the side that wasn’t illuminated by the firelight, Nicco suddenly got down on all fours, inching forward silently. Flipping the line out, Nicco dropped the ‘bait’ near a crevice between boulders and then went still.\n\n\tReminded of the moment when Nicco used his bare hands to catch a fish from a stream, Don watched the other turtle, mesmerized at how quickly Nicco could go from unabashedly bold to eerily soundless. Don took the opportunity to let his eyes slide over Nicco’s form, his gaze lingering on the other turtle’s muscular thighs and taut buttocks.\n\n\tBiting his lip, Don jerked his head back up to where the bait lay, trying to pay attention to that rather than the tantalizing pose Nicco was holding. Somehow while Don was ogling Nicco’s body, the other turtle had managed to slide one of hachiwari from his belt and was holding it point down.\n\n\tRemaining as quiet as Nicco, Don caught a glimpse of movement in the rocks. At the same time, he saw the muscles in Nicco’s arm tense slightly, but other than that the big turtle was immobile.\n\n\tSuddenly a lizard like creature about the size of a ferret darted out from between the boulders and pounced on the bait. It barely had a chance to sink its curved beak into the food before Nicco struck, the tip of his dirk hachiwari piercing the creature through its skull.\n\n\tLifting his hachiwari with the creature still pinned to it, Nicco backed away from his hunting spot, using the same stealth as he’d shown when stalking it. Finally standing, he walked over to the fire and shook the hairless animal off of his blade, dropping it next to the blaze.\n\n\t“Would you make a spit for roasting our dinner?” Nicco asked. “I’m going to catch another of these little guys so we can have a nice sized meal.”\n\n\t“Sure,” Don said, impressed at Nicco’s easy assurance.\n\n\t“Leave the skin on while it cooks, it helps hold the juices in,” Nicco told him, double checking that his bait hadn’t come loose from the twine. “The skin peels off easily after it’s cooked.”\n\n\tWith a nod, Don set to work, quickly rigging a spit over their cook fire. By the time Don had begun roasting the first animal, Nicco had returned with a second.\n\n\tThe fragrant scent of cooking meat had Don’s stomach jumping in anticipation. When the first animal was ready, Nicco set it on the rocks that rimmed the fire, allowing it to cool for a minute before he cut a slit in the skin along its back and pulled the outer layer off.\n\n\t“The skin has a bitter taste,” Nicco explained, “and the tail is completely inedible. The rest of the meat is delicious.”\n\n\tAfter removing the tail and head, Nicco cut off a chunk of meat, dropping it into a bowl and handing it to Don. The younger turtle waited until Nicco had a portion as well and then sampled a small bite. Discovering that the meat was both tender and savory, Don dug into his meal with enthusiasm.\n\n\tBetween the pair they managed to devour both of the creatures. After a couple of days being short on rations, having a nicely filled belly felt good to Don. The company was even better as both turtles shared not just a meal, but a few more of their life’s adventures as well.\n\n\tWhen they were finished, Nicco took the remains a few yards away from their camp, burying them in a deep trench. Don was relaxed, one arm across his knee as he contemplated the fire, though he kept Nicco within sight at all times.\n\n\tWith a private sigh, Don realized he’d probably been doing that for a while, even when he was in deep denial of his attraction for the large turtle. His eyes liked to settle on Nicco and they did so without conscious thought, even though much to his chagrin Don often found Nicco staring right back at him.\n\n\tAs Nicco returned to the circle of light created by their campfire, Don’s head lifted so that there gazes could meet. The amber gleam in Nicco’s eyes was warm and inviting, sending a thrill of anticipation down Don’s spine.\n\n\tA corner of Nicco’s mouth turned up and he moved over to the tent, reaching inside to snag a blanket. With a quick flick of the wrist, he spread the blanket on a patch of sand in front of the tent and with an almost purposeful seductiveness, removed his weapons and his belt.\n\n\tNicco reached for his backpack and pulled it over next to him before sitting on the blanket. While Don silently watched him, Nicco dug into the backpack and extracted a small medical kit, which he placed to one side. Then he moved the backpack to the top edge of the blanket and lay back on his carapace, his shoulders against the backpack to keep his torso slightly elevated.\n\n\tDon had no idea what Nicco was up to but the sight of the muscular turtle sprawled out in front of him made his breath catch in his throat. Nothing happened for a few minutes as Nicco lay there studying Donatello, every pore oozing a sensuality that had the younger turtle’s body overheating quickly.\n\n\tThen Nicco lifted his arms, stretching his hands out towards Don, and said in a low voice, “Come here.”\n\n\tWetting his lips, Don slid his bo staff free and rolled it towards the tent before crawling the few feet that were between them. Thinking that Nicco meant for him to lie down at his side, Don started in that direction, but Nicco caught his arms.\n\n\t“On top of me,” Nicco instructed huskily.\n\n\tShaking with nerves, Don slipped between the turtle’s open legs and lay down on Nicco, plastron to plastron. Nicco’s strong arms quickly encompassed the younger turtle as he lifted his head enough to capture Don’s mouth in a heated kiss.\n\n\tAs the kiss grew more intimate, Nicco reached up and removed Don’s mask, tossing it aside before sliding his hands along Don’s arms. When his fingers reached the elbow pads, Nicco pulled them off of Don without breaking their connection.\n\n\tThe feeling of Nicco slowly stripping him drew a low moan from deep inside Don’s throat, his body shivering with sudden need. Grasping at Nicco’s shoulders, Don dug his toes into the ground so he could push himself up and then rock back, the motion bringing an enticing friction to his lower regions as he rubbed against Nicco.\n\n\tNicco reacted by gripping the edges of Don’s shell, his churr vibrating both of their bodies. With each of Don’s movements, Nicco rolled his hips, the added motion causing Don’s erection to come alive.\n\n\tDon was panting as he broke their kiss, shaking his head to try and clear it. He could feel something inside him, something primal, and he was a little afraid of releasing that part of himself.\n\n\t“Donny,” Nicco whispered, his hot breath washing across Don’s throat. “Give in to it. I’m right here to guide you. Don’t worry; we’re going to take baby steps.”\n\n\tHis lips touched Don’s neck, lavishing the olive skin with kiss after kiss. Don’s eyes closed at the feeling of sensory overload, trying to concentrate on the overall effect created by Nicco’s attentions. Once more Nicco moved his hips, the mound beneath his plastron rubbing against the responding one in Don’s.\n\n\tTaking his hands off of Don’s carapace, Nicco carefully caressed his young lover’s bridges and then roamed lower. Calloused fingers brushed across Don’s hips before curling around to cup Don’s ass.\n\n\tDon half gasped, half churred as Nicco kneaded skin that Don hadn’t realized would be so sensitive to another’s touch. With a quick movement, Nicco captured Don’s tail and started stroking it firmly enough to send jolts of pleasure into Don’s groin.\n\n\t“Don’t hold back little ninja,” Nicco coached him. “Listen to your body.”\n\n\tChurring with relief, Don released his already throbbing erection. With it trapped between his body and Nicco’s, Don shifted his hips to further stimulate his overly swollen member.\n\n\t“You too,” Don urged, feeling the bulge of Nicco’s cock pressing against him. “Let me see you.”\n\n\t“Sit back and straddle me,” Nicco told him, watching Don hungrily.\n\n\tThere was a second where their eyes locked and Don felt as though he was falling into Nicco’s gaze. Don’s heart was beating wildly in his chest as he swallowed his hesitation and pushed himself into a seated position, his legs spread out to either side of Nicco’s hips.\n\n\tReleasing Don’s ass and tail, Nicco quickly untied Don’s belt, dropping it beside his mask. His hand connected with the medical kit and Nicco popped it open before lifting it onto his chest.\n\n\tTaking his eyes off of Don in order to survey the contents of the kit, Nicco grunted in triumph as he found what he was looking for. Nicco removed a good sized tube labeled ‘burn gel’ and then set the kit aside.\n\n\t“This is a plant based gel,” Nicco explained in a low, seductive voice. “It is meant for burns, but it’s also a safe and effective lubricant.”\n\n\tHe paused as he studied Don to see if the younger turtle understood. Quivering slightly from excitement, Don nodded.\n\n\t“For preparing me,” Don said quickly, feeling his cheeks flame.\n\n\t“Only that,” Nicco assured him. “Just so you can get used to the feeling. Say no if you don’t want to try.”\n\n\tDon’s shaking became a bit more pronounced but only from anticipatory nerves. That plus his fully engorged cock was tapping against the spreading cartilage in Nicco’s lower plastron. He opened his mouth to reply, but nothing came out but a low croak.\n\n\t“I mean it, Donatello,” Nicco said firmly, using Don’s full name to ground him. “We aren’t just learning about each other’s bodies, we are learning about trust. If you don’t like something or aren’t comfortable with it, you are going to tell me. I’ll do likewise. You have to really want this or your inhibitions will get in the way of you truly enjoying the experience.”\n\n\tDon decided to answer him through actions rather than words and lowered his hand atop the place where Nicco’s cock remained hidden. Squeezing on either side of the opening, Don then pressed his palm against the side of Nicco’s arousal.\n\n\tNicco groaned loudly as his erection popped free and Don caught it. While Don’s cock was an impressive size, Nicco was larger, both in length and width. Fascinated by his first opportunity to touch another male’s penis, Don played both hands over Nicco’s shaft, his fingers tracing veins that appeared magically as Nicco became more engorged.\n\n\tDon’s own erection throbbed in response and he churred almost absentmindedly as he continued to explore the large appendage he was holding. Pearlescent drops of precum dribbled from the tip of Nicco’s cock and Don ran his thumb across the head, spreading the fluid along Nicco’s shaft.\n\n\tBreathing heavily, Nicco twisted the cap off of the gel and applied a liberal amount to the ends of his fingers. Leaving the tube where he’d have easy access to it, Nicco reached down with his free hand and caught Don’s hands, getting the younger turtle’s attention.\n\n\t“Let go for a second and lean forward a little,” Nicco said, his eyes boring into Don’s.\n\n\tForcing himself to peel his hands away from Nicco’s cock was difficult, but Don did as instructed. As he shifted, his erection brushed against Nicco’s and it suddenly felt as if a thousand bottle rockets had just exploded in his groin.\n\n\tNicco inhaled swiftly, a good indication that the contact had the same effect on him.\n\n\t“Right there,” Nicco said gutturally.\n\n\tGrabbing one of Don’s hands, Nicco urged it back over to where their erections waited, less than an inch apart. Catching hold of Don’s cock, Nicco pressed it against his own.\n\n\t“Ye~s,” Don rasped, his eyes half closing as he took the hint to wrap his hand around both shafts and then Nicco’s hand closed over his.\n\n\tVery slowly, Nicco guided Don’s movement as the younger turtle began to simultaneously stroke both erections. It took a moment for him to get the hang of it, but soon he had a good rhythm going and Nicco let go so that Don was taking care of them alone.\n\n\tSo fully concentrated on the incredible feeling of his cock pulsating alongside Nicco’s, Don didn’t really notice that the older turtle had once more gripped one of his butt cheeks. He wasn’t aware that Nicco had spread him until he felt a lubricant cooled finger probing at his entrance.\n\n\tDon’s breath caught in his throat and his hand faltered, but Nicco did nothing more than paint the area around Don’s hole with lubricant.\n\n\tThe sensation soon normalized, starting to feel as though Nicco were simply tickling him. It became pleasant after a bit, making Don’s opening twitch in anticipation. That feeling traveled straight to Don’s cock and he began to fist their joined erections with more purpose.\n\n\tSeeing that Don’s focus had returned to his task, Nicco took a moment to add another coating of lubricant to his fingers. Getting a good grip on Don’s ass, Nicco pressed his finger against Don’s entrance, the tip sliding in easily because of the amount of gel he’d used.\n\n\tThis time all Don did was churr, surprised that there was no pain. Then Nicco moved again, pushing inside of Don’s anal passage until the younger turtle’s hiss stopped him.\n\n\t“Deep breaths,” Nicco whispered. “Try not to tense up. I won’t move again until you’re ready.”\n\n\tDon nodded, the throb of Nicco’s shaft reminding him that at least one of them was still fully excited. The thought that he was doing that to the larger turtle made him take a calming breath, smiling as he did so. True to his word, Nicco didn’t move his finger one iota as Don relaxed.\n\n\tWithout pushing any further, Nicco gently wiggled the tip of his finger as soon as he thought Don had settled enough. At first it felt strange to Don, but after a moment he began to enjoy the titillation. His focus returned to the task of jointly stimulating his and Nicco’s erections, panting as the heat from Nicco’s shaft increased his own level of pleasurable excitement.\n\n\tAs soon as Don’s churrs signaled his readiness, Nicco pushed his finger in past the second knuckle. When Don’s rhythm on their cocks began to falter again, Nicco let go of his ass and reached around to cover Don’s hand with his, urging the young turtle to continue the joint masturbation.\n\n\tDon wasn’t sure where to focus; his concentration divided by the strange fullness invading his passageway and the pressure growing at the base of his cock. Before he could decide, Nicco caressed the head of his dick as he shoved the remainder of his finger into Don.\n\n\tThe action lifted Don onto his knees, rocking him forward slightly. Nicco’s hold on his dick kept him in place as Don shivered from the dual stimulation.\n\n\t“Shh,” Nicco soothed in response to Don’s reaction. “Give it a minute; it will start to feel good. I promise.”\n\n\t“N . . . Nicco,” Don stuttered, looking into the amber eyes of the turtle lying beneath him.\n\n\tNicco smiled encouragingly. “Follow my lead, Donny. Give yourself to me completely. Remember what I said before; I have to understand what you like so I can make this good for both of us.”\n\n\tDon nodded; his head down. Nicco was moving their joined hands up and down in a slow, steady rhythm. The feeling made Don’s toes curl and then suddenly he wanted desperately to push against Nicco’s finger.\n\n\t“More,” Don gasped. It was all he could manage as he wiggled his bottom against Nicco’s hand.\n\n\tThe older turtle understood. He continued to pump their cocks without missing a beat, but while doing so, Nicco pulled his finger out a little before pushing it back in.\n\n\tDon groaned his satisfaction and Nicco repeated the move, this time bending the tip of his finger.\n\n\tWith no warning at all there was the most intense feeling of physical pleasure Don had ever experienced in his life. The sensation shot straight into his cock and Don yelped before thrusting desperately against Nicco’s shaft.\n\n\tA tiny detached part of Don’s mind knew about the small bundle of nerves inside his rectum, and from research he’d done he also knew that properly stimulated, those same nerves would increase a male’s sexual experience. It was pretty obvious that Nicco also knew all about it, because Don barely had time to calm down from the first jolt when Nicco stroked that spot again.\n\n\tEven as he catalogued his experience, a larger part of Don’s mind went completely south, so much so that formulating whole sentences became impossible.\n\n\t“Harder,” Don demanded in a breathy, urgent tone.\n\n\tNicco’s low, rumbling churr elicited a like response from the younger turtle. Then Nicco began pumping his finger into Don, keeping the tip curved enough to massage his prostate.\n\n\t“Ahh yes,” Don mumbled, head down and eyes closed. His hips rolled as he tried to drive his cock into their joined hands, feeling Nicco begin to thrust upwards against him.\n\n\tWorking as one, the turtles pumped their cocks together, going faster in unspoken agreement. Don abruptly wanted more than Nicco’s finger; riding it feverishly he had a nearly irresistible desire to pull away and climb onto Nicco’s thick, hot cock.\n\n\tBright lights suddenly exploded behind Don’s eyes as his climax hit with unexpected force.\n\n\t“Nicco!” Don shouted, tossing his head back, mouth wide open as his cock spasmed, shooting his load onto himself and Nicco.\n\n\t“Donny,” Nicco gasped, shoving his finger deeply into Don’s ass and holding it there.\n\n\tNicco’s hips lifted off the ground with a jerk and his lower body shuddered for a moment, as though teetering on a precipice. For a second he held that position and then roaring Don’s name loudly, Nicco orgasmed.\n\n\tHeavy panting breaths filled the almost noiseless night as the pair slowly crawled down from their high. Don stared at Nicco through hooded eyes as the larger turtle gently extracted his finger from his lover’s ass.\n\n\tThe muscle at Don’s entrance started clenching almost immediately at the loss of contact. Though Don knew it was simply tightening again after being stretched, the feeling was rather enticing.\n\n\tBoth of their cocks slipped out of their joined hands and retreated into their hidden pockets. Don leaned forward, his eyes focused on Nicco’s, unconcerned about the comingled juices covering their plastrons as he once more lay flat atop the larger turtle. Sliding his feet down, Don straightened his legs to either side of Nicco’s before pressing his lips against his lover’s.\n\n\tWhile indulging in a slow, sensual kiss Don realized that he could very quickly become aroused again. Breaking their kiss, his tongue flicked out to caress Nicco’s bottom lip, making sure that Nicco was looking directly at him.\n\n\t“I’m not actually tired in case you felt like continuing my education,” Don whispered, blushing slightly at his boldness.\n\n\tThe swift hungry look that passed across Nicco’s face was impossible to miss, but then he shook his head.\n\n\t“No, not yet my wonderful, perfect little ninja,” Nicco said, his voice deep with longing. “Not yet. We’ll both know when you’re ready.”\n\n\tAlthough Don experienced a twinge of disappointment, he knew that Nicco was right. On this particular subject, Nicco was the more knowledgeable of the pair and Don deferred to his decision.\n\n\tNicco must have seen something of Don’s feeling flash across his face because the larger turtle’s mouth broadened in a cocky smile.\n\n\t“I must be doing things right if you’re getting that anxious for more,” Nicco said.\n\n\tDon quickly pinched Nicco’s arm, drawing a yip of protest from him. “Let’s try to keep that already overly large ego under control, shall we?”\n\n\tNicco laughed and rolled over, pressing Don onto the blanket in order to hover above him. “You’re incredible, did you know that Donatello? No one would blame me for getting a bit full of myself from being with someone like you.”\n\n\tAs Nicco kissed him, Don’s arms came up to circle the other turtle’s neck, holding on tightly. It didn’t take much of that for a familiar heat to begin pooling in Don’s stomach again and he lifted a leg in order to rub it along one of Nicco’s.\n\n\tNicco twisted his mouth away and Don let out a little breathy moan before saying, “You aren’t helping matters.”\n\n\tWith a chuckle, Nicco sat up, pulling Don into a sitting position. “Let’s crawl into the tent and get some sleep.”\n\n\tDon grabbed his bo and entered the tent first as Nicco shook the sand from their blanket. He tossed it inside before sliding past the flap, hachiwari’s in hand. Dropping them within reach, Nicco climbed into his spot beside Don and smiled as his young lover draped the blanket over them.\n\n\t“Are you going to keep me warm tonight, little ninja?” Nicco asked teasingly.\n\n\tSnuggling closer to him, Don whispered, “Yep, and I’ll do it without kicking you in my sleep.”\n\n\tThe sound of Nicco’s contented churr followed Don into dreamland.\n\nTBC………… ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tBefore they’d left their camping spot with its abundant supply of fresh water, Nicco had told Don not to worry, that he could find water in the arid landscape they would be traveling through.  Don kept his mental fingers crossed that this was true because it was obvious that one canteen was not going to last long.

\tBy mid-day the heat was oppressive and Don began to wish they had either gotten a much earlier start or that they had delayed their departure by another day, as Nicco had suggested.

\tAlthough the drier air seemed more comfortable than the high humidity of the jungle, it was deceptively dangerous.  Even the terrain meted out its own set of tests, its hilly nature a challenge to both muscle and stamina.  The hard packed earth was sizzling hot to walk on and areas that were covered in rocks added another layer of pain to bare feet.  The monotony of the landscape offered little diversion and therefore left the pair of travelers to dwell on their discomforts.

\tIt was an hour past mid-day when Nicco veered off course and headed towards a dry, sandy wash.  Don could see the path that water, draining off of the hills during heavy storms, had ploughed through the landscape.  There was a steep embankment along one edge of the wash where the turbulent, roiling water had cut into the earth.

\tThe embankment hung out over the wash by several feet and offered cooling shade from a relentless sun.  That was where Nicco led Don, bending to go under the overhang and then sitting gratefully in the shade.

\tDon plunked down next to him, enjoying the cool sand on his backside and legs.  After a minute of simply sitting there, Nicco peeled his backpack off and dropped it on his other side.  He then took the canteen from its leather carrier and offered it to Don.

\tAfter Don had taken a mouthful of water and passed the canteen back, he asked, “How long are we stopping for?”

\tNicco swallowed water before answering.  “Couple of hours.  This is the hottest time of day and it’s a bad idea to lose moisture we can’t immediately replenish.  We should take a nap while we can; most day predators are sheltering right now, so we won’t have to worry about being attacked.”

\tDon leaned his head back against the earthen wall and closed his eyes.  He would have loved another taste of water, but knew they had to conserve what they had.  Although he trusted that Nicco could remember where he and Mase had found water before, Don wasn’t as confident about the water still being there.

\tSomehow Don dozed off, because he woke to find his head pillowed on Nicco’s lap.  The larger turtle was stroking his face gently and smiling down at him, the desire in his eyes causing Don to blush furiously.

\t“You were smiling in your sleep,” Nicco whispered.  “Were you dreaming about me?”

\tDon swallowed audibly.  “Why were you watching me sleep?  We were both supposed to be resting,” he scolded in order to cover his embarrassment.

\t“Staring at your face while you’re asleep is habit forming,” Nicco said whimsically.  “I got in a power nap before you decided to use my body as a pillow.  I found both of those activities immensely satisfying.”

\tFlustered, Don pushed himself upright and ran a hand across his face.  He was unused to such outward displays of affection; even hugs were rare between himself and his brothers.

\t“Is there a particular destination we’re trying to reach by nightfall?” Don asked.

\tNicco nodded, handing him the canteen once more.  “Take a good mouthful; we’ve got enough to get us where we’re going.  We’ll walk part of the way in the dark to make up for our nap, but that’s better anyway.  Cooler.  I’ll be able to find the spot even without daylight.”

\tDon drank as instructed, impressed at how sure of himself Nicco always sounded.  There was an air about him that engendered confidence; it was in the way he held himself, in the way he walked, the way he talked.  It was easy for Don to understand how Nicco could have taken command during a battle and won, even without leadership experience.  He was a natural, like Leo, born with that innate gift of both grit and determination.

\tAs Nicco tipped his head back to take a swig of water, Don’s eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to the other turtle’s muscular neck and wide shoulders.  The movement of his larynx as he swallowed, the hint of strength in the sinews of his arm, even the way Nicco’s mouth coveted the rim of the canteen had Don mesmerized.

\tSecuring the top on the canteen, Nicco seemed to feel Don’s eyes on him and turned his head.  The expression on the younger turtle’s face conveyed his thoughts better than words and Nicco dropped the canteen onto the sand, lurching forward and grasping the back of Don’s head.

\tDon needed no further encouragement to meet Nicco’s mouth partway.  Something aggressively hungry stirred in Don’s belly, a feeling unlike any he’d ever experienced.  Whatever beast had been awakened pushed aside the young turtle’s usual caution as he devoured the passion provided by Nicco’s tongue.

\tNicco broke the kiss and sat back abruptly, breathing hard.  Don’s eyes had barely opened at the loss of contact, his heart hammering in his chest as he fought the urge to simply crawl into Nicco’s lap.

\t“Not here,” Nicco said in a raspy voice.  “I want you Donny, more than anything I’ve ever wanted in my life.  But our time together, whatever there is of it, has to be special.  It has to be more than a quickie on hot sand.  It has to be something that we’ll both remember forever.”

\tEvery fiber in Don’s body was urging him to continue, to push Nicco further.  Eyes hooded, Don said, “Suppose I don’t want to wait anymore?”

\tNicco kept his arms rigid against his body, as though afraid they wouldn’t respond to his commands if he relaxed his vigilance.  “How strong do you think I am?” Nicco asked, his tone guttural.  “Don’t count on my better judgment overcoming my instinct, little ninja.  When I’m near you all I have is instinct.”

\t“Don’t I get a say in this?” Don asked almost impishly.

\tNicco’s expression remained serious.  “When you have more experience, yes.  Until then you’ll have to trust me.”

\tIt was exactly something Leo would say and Don nodded, his natural inclination to follow Nicco’s lead overcoming the sudden surge of desire.  He picked up his bo staff as he rose and slid it into place on his shell as he watched Nicco dust off the backpack and put it on.

\tNicco glanced at Don who smiled at him.  “Just as a reminder, I like learning new things,” Don said softly.

\tTipping his head back to laugh, Nicco responded by saying, “Duly noted.”

\tDonatello spent the better part of the next few hours thinking about what might have happened if Nicco hadn’t found the will-power to keep from going further.  He barely noticed the heat or hardship during the second half of the day’s travels as he fantasized about things he’d never done and knew very little about.  Apparently Nicco wasn’t the only one with instincts because Don did a fairly good job of visualizing the mechanics of what he imagined Nicco wanted to do with him.

\tNicco seemed lost in thought as well, though he periodically glanced over at Don, his face giving away none of what was on his mind.  He might have been focused on maintaining a direct course for where they expected to camp or thinking about the next thing he planned to teach Don.  Walking along in an almost continuous state of arousal, Don hoped it was the latter.

\tAs night fell, the pair of travelers began to hear the far off cries of predators in search of their next meal.  Nicco kept his hands close to his hachiwari and Don could tell from the look of intense concentration on his face that he was searching for something.

\tA couple of hours after full dark, Nicco called out, “There it is!”

\tNicco headed directly towards a low lying area, more sandy than the surrounding terrain.  Against the backdrop of one large cluster of boulders was a smattering of gray colored bushes.

\tTo Don’s dismay, there was not a drop of water in sight.  Nicco however seemed perfectly content, shrugging the backpack off and letting it drop to the ground.

\tAs Nicco sank to one knee and began unhooking the tent, Don said, “Nicco, there’s no water here.”

\tNicco glanced up, waving his hand towards the boulders.  “Are you kidding?  This is a veritable oasis.”

\t“Without water,” Don pointed out dryly.

\t“But there is water,” Nicco said, his expression smug.  “Come on little ninja.  Mase figured it out; so can you.”

\tThere was a distinct challenge in his tone and Don’s eyes narrowed as he silently accepted it.  While Nicco set up the tent and began to build a fire in the spot where he and his brother had obviously had one before, Don surveyed the area once more.

\tThe light from the fire gave Don a better view of the sand and provided him with his first clue.  It was a different color from the ground they had been traveling on and after making a note of that fact, Don began to notice other things.

\tAll of the bushes that were nestled up against the base of the boulders appeared lush and healthy.  Upon closer examination, Don noted that there was a peculiar staining along the bottom edge of the boulders themselves.

\tDon stepped over to them and squatted between a pair of bushes.  Using his hands, he began to scoop sand aside, easily digging a hole in the soft ground.  When the hole was about three inches deep, Don felt moisture on his fingers and by the time the hole was deep enough for Don to fit his entire hand into, it had begun to fill with water.

\tNicco sat near the fire watching as Don made his discovery and when the younger turtle glanced over in triumph, Nicco tossed a cup to him.

\t“I’ve got cheesecloth in my backpack,” Nicco said with a grin.  “We’ll have to strain the sand out of it, but that’s some very sweet tasting water.  Mase said it’s because the sand purifies it.”

\t“It works like a natural filter,” Don said, returning the smile as he filled the cup, watching as more water rushed in to fill the hole.

\tAs Don worked to gather and clean enough water to refill their canteen, Nicco started fashioning something that looked very much like a tiny fishing pole.  Using a short but sturdy stick, Nicco tied a piece of twine to it.  Setting it aside, he dug an energy bar out of his backpack and pinched off a corner of it, squeezing it into a shapeless lump around the end of the twine.

\tShaking it, Nicco made sure the food was secure and then stood up.

\t“What are you doing?” Don asked, overcome with curiosity.

\t“Fishing of course,” Nicco answered with a wink.

\tDon decided not to feed Nicco’s ego by asking further questions, making the larger turtle chuckle as he seemingly read Don’s mind.

\tApproaching the boulders on the side that wasn’t illuminated by the firelight, Nicco suddenly got down on all fours, inching forward silently.  Flipping the line out, Nicco dropped the ‘bait’ near a crevice between boulders and then went still.

\tReminded of the moment when Nicco used his bare hands to catch a fish from a stream, Don watched the other turtle, mesmerized at how quickly Nicco could go from unabashedly bold to eerily soundless.  Don took the opportunity to let his eyes slide over Nicco’s form, his gaze lingering on the other turtle’s muscular thighs and taut buttocks.

\tBiting his lip, Don jerked his head back up to where the bait lay, trying to pay attention to that rather than the tantalizing pose Nicco was holding.  Somehow while Don was ogling Nicco’s body, the other turtle had managed to slide one of hachiwari from his belt and was holding it point down.

\tRemaining as quiet as Nicco, Don caught a glimpse of movement in the rocks.  At the same time, he saw the muscles in Nicco’s arm tense slightly, but other than that the big turtle was immobile.

\tSuddenly a lizard like creature about the size of a ferret darted out from between the boulders and pounced on the bait.  It barely had a chance to sink its curved beak into the food before Nicco struck, the tip of his dirk hachiwari piercing the creature through its skull.

\tLifting his hachiwari with the creature still pinned to it, Nicco backed away from his hunting spot, using the same stealth as he’d shown when stalking it.  Finally standing, he walked over to the fire and shook the hairless animal off of his blade, dropping it next to the blaze.

\t“Would you make a spit for roasting our dinner?” Nicco asked.  “I’m going to catch another of these little guys so we can have a nice sized meal.”

\t“Sure,” Don said, impressed at Nicco’s easy assurance.

\t“Leave the skin on while it cooks, it helps hold the juices in,” Nicco told him, double checking that his bait hadn’t come loose from the twine.  “The skin peels off easily after it’s cooked.”

\tWith a nod, Don set to work, quickly rigging a spit over their cook fire.  By the time Don had begun roasting the first animal, Nicco had returned with a second.

\tThe fragrant scent of cooking meat had Don’s stomach jumping in anticipation.  When the first animal was ready, Nicco set it on the rocks that rimmed the fire, allowing it to cool for a minute before he cut a slit in the skin along its back and pulled the outer layer off.

\t“The skin has a bitter taste,” Nicco explained, “and the tail is completely inedible.  The rest of the meat is delicious.”

\tAfter removing the tail and head, Nicco cut off a chunk of meat, dropping it into a bowl and handing it to Don.  The younger turtle waited until Nicco had a portion as well and then sampled a small bite.  Discovering that the meat was both tender and savory, Don dug into his meal with enthusiasm.

\tBetween the pair they managed to devour both of the creatures.  After a couple of days being short on rations, having a nicely filled belly felt good to Don.  The company was even better as both turtles shared not just a meal, but a few more of their life’s adventures as well.

\tWhen they were finished, Nicco took the remains a few yards away from their camp, burying them in a deep trench.  Don was relaxed, one arm across his knee as he contemplated the fire, though he kept Nicco within sight at all times.

\tWith a private sigh, Don realized he’d probably been doing that for a while, even when he was in deep denial of his attraction for the large turtle.  His eyes liked to settle on Nicco and they did so without conscious thought, even though much to his chagrin Don often found Nicco staring right back at him.

\tAs Nicco returned to the circle of light created by their campfire, Don’s head lifted so that there gazes could meet.  The amber gleam in Nicco’s eyes was warm and inviting, sending a thrill of anticipation down Don’s spine.

\tA corner of Nicco’s mouth turned up and he moved over to the tent, reaching inside to snag a blanket.  With a quick flick of the wrist, he spread the blanket on a patch of sand in front of the tent and with an almost purposeful seductiveness, removed his weapons and his belt.

\tNicco reached for his backpack and pulled it over next to him before sitting on the blanket.  While Don silently watched him, Nicco dug into the backpack and extracted a small medical kit, which he placed to one side.  Then he moved the backpack to the top edge of the blanket and lay back on his carapace, his shoulders against the backpack to keep his torso slightly elevated.

\tDon had no idea what Nicco was up to but the sight of the muscular turtle sprawled out in front of him made his breath catch in his throat.  Nothing happened for a few minutes as Nicco lay there studying Donatello, every pore oozing a sensuality that had the younger turtle’s body overheating quickly.

\tThen Nicco lifted his arms, stretching his hands out towards Don, and said in a low voice, “Come here.”

\tWetting his lips, Don slid his bo staff free and rolled it towards the tent before crawling the few feet that were between them.  Thinking that Nicco meant for him to lie down at his side, Don started in that direction, but Nicco caught his arms.

\t“On top of me,” Nicco instructed huskily.

\tShaking with nerves, Don slipped between the turtle’s open legs and lay down on Nicco, plastron to plastron.  Nicco’s strong arms quickly encompassed the younger turtle as he lifted his head enough to capture Don’s mouth in a heated kiss.

\tAs the kiss grew more intimate, Nicco reached up and removed Don’s mask, tossing it aside before sliding his hands along Don’s arms.  When his fingers reached the elbow pads, Nicco pulled them off of Don without breaking their connection.

\tThe feeling of Nicco slowly stripping him drew a low moan from deep inside Don’s throat, his body shivering with sudden need.  Grasping at Nicco’s shoulders, Don dug his toes into the ground so he could push himself up and then rock back, the motion bringing an enticing friction to his lower regions as he rubbed against Nicco.

\tNicco reacted by gripping the edges of Don’s shell, his churr vibrating both of their bodies.  With each of Don’s movements, Nicco rolled his hips, the added motion causing Don’s erection to come alive.

\tDon was panting as he broke their kiss, shaking his head to try and clear it.  He could feel something inside him, something primal, and he was a little afraid of releasing that part of himself.

\t“Donny,” Nicco whispered, his hot breath washing across Don’s throat.  “Give in to it.  I’m right here to guide you.  Don’t worry; we’re going to take baby steps.”

\tHis lips touched Don’s neck, lavishing the olive skin with kiss after kiss.  Don’s eyes closed at the feeling of sensory overload, trying to concentrate on the overall effect created by Nicco’s attentions.  Once more Nicco moved his hips, the mound beneath his plastron rubbing against the responding one in Don’s.

\tTaking his hands off of Don’s carapace, Nicco carefully caressed his young lover’s bridges and then roamed lower.  Calloused fingers brushed across Don’s hips before curling around to cup Don’s ass.

\tDon half gasped, half churred as Nicco kneaded skin that Don hadn’t realized would be so sensitive to another’s touch.  With a quick movement, Nicco captured Don’s tail and started stroking it firmly enough to send jolts of pleasure into Don’s groin.

\t“Don’t hold back little ninja,” Nicco coached him.  “Listen to your body.”

\tChurring with relief, Don released his already throbbing erection.  With it trapped between his body and Nicco’s, Don shifted his hips to further stimulate his overly swollen member.

\t“You too,” Don urged, feeling the bulge of Nicco’s cock pressing against him.  “Let me see you.”

\t“Sit back and straddle me,” Nicco told him, watching Don hungrily.

\tThere was a second where their eyes locked and Don felt as though he was falling into Nicco’s gaze.  Don’s heart was beating wildly in his chest as he swallowed his hesitation and pushed himself into a seated position, his legs spread out to either side of Nicco’s hips.

\tReleasing Don’s ass and tail, Nicco quickly untied Don’s belt, dropping it beside his mask.  His hand connected with the medical kit and Nicco popped it open before lifting it onto his chest.

\tTaking his eyes off of Don in order to survey the contents of the kit, Nicco grunted in triumph as he found what he was looking for.  Nicco removed a good sized tube labeled ‘burn gel’ and then set the kit aside.

\t“This is a plant based gel,” Nicco explained in a low, seductive voice.  “It is meant for burns, but it’s also a safe and effective lubricant.”

\tHe paused as he studied Don to see if the younger turtle understood.  Quivering slightly from excitement, Don nodded.

\t“For preparing me,” Don said quickly, feeling his cheeks flame.

\t“Only that,” Nicco assured him.  “Just so you can get used to the feeling.  Say no if you don’t want to try.”

\tDon’s shaking became a bit more pronounced but only from anticipatory nerves.  That plus his fully engorged cock was tapping against the spreading cartilage in Nicco’s lower plastron.  He opened his mouth to reply, but nothing came out but a low croak.

\t“I mean it, Donatello,” Nicco said firmly, using Don’s full name to ground him.  “We aren’t just learning about each other’s bodies, we are learning about trust.  If you don’t like something or aren’t comfortable with it, you are going to tell me.  I’ll do likewise.  You have to really want this or your inhibitions will get in the way of you truly enjoying the experience.”

\tDon decided to answer him through actions rather than words and lowered his hand atop the place where Nicco’s cock remained hidden.  Squeezing on either side of the opening, Don then pressed his palm against the side of Nicco’s arousal.

\tNicco groaned loudly as his erection popped free and Don caught it.  While Don’s cock was an impressive size, Nicco was larger, both in length and width.  Fascinated by his first opportunity to touch another male’s penis, Don played both hands over Nicco’s shaft, his fingers tracing veins that appeared magically as Nicco became more engorged.

\tDon’s own erection throbbed in response and he churred almost absentmindedly as he continued to explore the large appendage he was holding.  Pearlescent drops of precum dribbled from the tip of Nicco’s cock and Don ran his thumb across the head, spreading the fluid along Nicco’s shaft.

\tBreathing heavily, Nicco twisted the cap off of the gel and applied a liberal amount to the ends of his fingers.  Leaving the tube where he’d have easy access to it, Nicco reached down with his free hand and caught Don’s hands, getting the younger turtle’s attention.

\t“Let go for a second and lean forward a little,” Nicco said, his eyes boring into Don’s.

\tForcing himself to peel his hands away from Nicco’s cock was difficult, but Don did as instructed.  As he shifted, his erection brushed against Nicco’s and it suddenly felt as if a thousand bottle rockets had just exploded in his groin.

\tNicco inhaled swiftly, a good indication that the contact had the same effect on him.

\t“Right there,” Nicco said gutturally.

\tGrabbing one of Don’s hands, Nicco urged it back over to where their erections waited, less than an inch apart.  Catching hold of Don’s cock, Nicco pressed it against his own.

\t“Ye~s,” Don rasped, his eyes half closing as he took the hint to wrap his hand around both shafts and then Nicco’s hand closed over his.

\tVery slowly, Nicco guided Don’s movement as the younger turtle began to simultaneously stroke both erections.  It took a moment for him to get the hang of it, but soon he had a good rhythm going and Nicco let go so that Don was taking care of them alone.

\tSo fully concentrated on the incredible feeling of his cock pulsating alongside Nicco’s, Don didn’t really notice that the older turtle had once more gripped one of his butt cheeks.  He wasn’t aware that Nicco had spread him until he felt a lubricant cooled finger probing at his entrance.

\tDon’s breath caught in his throat and his hand faltered, but Nicco did nothing more than paint the area around Don’s hole with lubricant.

\tThe sensation soon normalized, starting to feel as though Nicco were simply tickling him.  It became pleasant after a bit, making Don’s opening twitch in anticipation.  That feeling traveled straight to Don’s cock and he began to fist their joined erections with more purpose.

\tSeeing that Don’s focus had returned to his task, Nicco took a moment to add another coating of lubricant to his fingers.  Getting a good grip on Don’s ass, Nicco pressed his finger against Don’s entrance, the tip sliding in easily because of the amount of gel he’d used.

\tThis time all Don did was churr, surprised that there was no pain.  Then Nicco moved again, pushing inside of Don’s anal passage until the younger turtle’s hiss stopped him.

\t“Deep breaths,” Nicco whispered.  “Try not to tense up.  I won’t move again until you’re ready.”

\tDon nodded, the throb of Nicco’s shaft reminding him that at least one of them was still fully excited.  The thought that he was doing that to the larger turtle made him take a calming breath, smiling as he did so.  True to his word, Nicco didn’t move his finger one iota as Don relaxed.

\tWithout pushing any further, Nicco gently wiggled the tip of his finger as soon as he thought Don had settled enough.  At first it felt strange to Don, but after a moment he began to enjoy the titillation.  His focus returned to the task of jointly stimulating his and Nicco’s erections, panting as the heat from Nicco’s shaft increased his own level of pleasurable excitement.

\tAs soon as Don’s churrs signaled his readiness, Nicco pushed his finger in past the second knuckle.  When Don’s rhythm on their cocks began to falter again, Nicco let go of his ass and reached around to cover Don’s hand with his, urging the young turtle to continue the joint masturbation.

\tDon wasn’t sure where to focus; his concentration divided by the strange fullness invading his passageway and the pressure growing at the base of his cock.  Before he could decide, Nicco caressed the head of his dick as he shoved the remainder of his finger into Don.

\tThe action lifted Don onto his knees, rocking him forward slightly.  Nicco’s hold on his dick kept him in place as Don shivered from the dual stimulation.

\t“Shh,” Nicco soothed in response to Don’s reaction.  “Give it a minute; it will start to feel good.  I promise.”

\t“N . . . Nicco,” Don stuttered, looking into the amber eyes of the turtle lying beneath him.

\tNicco smiled encouragingly.  “Follow my lead, Donny.  Give yourself to me completely.  Remember what I said before; I have to understand what you like so I can make this good for both of us.”

\tDon nodded; his head down.  Nicco was moving their joined hands up and down in a slow, steady rhythm.  The feeling made Don’s toes curl and then suddenly he wanted desperately to push against Nicco’s finger.

\t“More,” Don gasped.  It was all he could manage as he wiggled his bottom against Nicco’s hand.

\tThe older turtle understood.  He continued to pump their cocks without missing a beat, but while doing so, Nicco pulled his finger out a little before pushing it back in.

\tDon groaned his satisfaction and Nicco repeated the move, this time bending the tip of his finger.

\tWith no warning at all there was the most intense feeling of physical pleasure Don had ever experienced in his life.  The sensation shot straight into his cock and Don yelped before thrusting desperately against Nicco’s shaft.

\tA tiny detached part of Don’s mind knew about the small bundle of nerves inside his rectum, and from research he’d done he also knew that properly stimulated, those same nerves would increase a male’s sexual experience.  It was pretty obvious that Nicco also knew all about it, because Don barely had time to calm down from the first jolt when Nicco stroked that spot again.

\tEven as he catalogued his experience, a larger part of Don’s mind went completely south, so much so that formulating whole sentences became impossible.

\t“Harder,” Don demanded in a breathy, urgent tone.

\tNicco’s low, rumbling churr elicited a like response from the younger turtle.  Then Nicco began pumping his finger into Don, keeping the tip curved enough to massage his prostate.

\t“Ahh yes,” Don mumbled, head down and eyes closed.  His hips rolled as he tried to drive his cock into their joined hands, feeling Nicco begin to thrust upwards against him.

\tWorking as one, the turtles pumped their cocks together, going faster in unspoken agreement.  Don abruptly wanted more than Nicco’s finger; riding it feverishly he had a nearly irresistible desire to pull away and climb onto Nicco’s thick, hot cock.

\tBright lights suddenly exploded behind Don’s eyes as his climax hit with unexpected force.

\t“Nicco!”  Don shouted, tossing his head back, mouth wide open as his cock spasmed, shooting his load onto himself and Nicco.

\t“Donny,” Nicco gasped, shoving his finger deeply into Don’s ass and holding it there.

\tNicco’s hips lifted off the ground with a jerk and his lower body shuddered for a moment, as though teetering on a precipice.  For a second he held that position and then roaring Don’s name loudly, Nicco orgasmed.

\tHeavy panting breaths filled the almost noiseless night as the pair slowly crawled down from their high.  Don stared at Nicco through hooded eyes as the larger turtle gently extracted his finger from his lover’s ass.

\tThe muscle at Don’s entrance started clenching almost immediately at the loss of contact.  Though Don knew it was simply tightening again after being stretched, the feeling was rather enticing.

\tBoth of their cocks slipped out of their joined hands and retreated into their hidden pockets.  Don leaned forward, his eyes focused on Nicco’s, unconcerned about the comingled juices covering their plastrons as he once more lay flat atop the larger turtle.  Sliding his feet down, Don straightened his legs to either side of Nicco’s before pressing his lips against his lover’s.

\tWhile indulging in a slow, sensual kiss Don realized that he could very quickly become aroused again.  Breaking their kiss, his tongue flicked out to caress Nicco’s bottom lip, making sure that Nicco was looking directly at him.

\t“I’m not actually tired in case you felt like continuing my education,” Don whispered, blushing slightly at his boldness.

\tThe swift hungry look that passed across Nicco’s face was impossible to miss, but then he shook his head.

\t“No, not yet my wonderful, perfect little ninja,” Nicco said, his voice deep with longing.  “Not yet.  We’ll both know when you’re ready.”

\tAlthough Don experienced a twinge of disappointment, he knew that Nicco was right.  On this particular subject, Nicco was the more knowledgeable of the pair and Don deferred to his decision.

\tNicco must have seen something of Don’s feeling flash across his face because the larger turtle’s mouth broadened in a cocky smile.

\t“I must be doing things right if you’re getting that anxious for more,” Nicco said.

\tDon quickly pinched Nicco’s arm, drawing a yip of protest from him.  “Let’s try to keep that already overly large ego under control, shall we?”

\tNicco laughed and rolled over, pressing Don onto the blanket in order to hover above him.  “You’re incredible, did you know that Donatello?  No one would blame me for getting a bit full of myself from being with someone like you.”

\tAs Nicco kissed him, Don’s arms came up to circle the other turtle’s neck, holding on tightly.  It didn’t take much of that for a familiar heat to begin pooling in Don’s stomach again and he lifted a leg in order to rub it along one of Nicco’s.

\tNicco twisted his mouth away and Don let out a little breathy moan before saying, “You aren’t helping matters.”

\tWith a chuckle, Nicco sat up, pulling Don into a sitting position.  “Let’s crawl into the tent and get some sleep.”

\tDon grabbed his bo and entered the tent first as Nicco shook the sand from their blanket.  He tossed it inside before sliding past the flap, hachiwari’s in hand.  Dropping them within reach, Nicco climbed into his spot beside Don and smiled as his young lover draped the blanket over them.

\t“Are you going to keep me warm tonight, little ninja?” Nicco asked teasingly.

\tSnuggling closer to him, Don whispered, “Yep, and I’ll do it without kicking you in my sleep.”

\tThe sound of Nicco’s contented churr followed Don into dreamland.

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