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", "writing": "\tNiccolo insisted that Donatello take a walk with him after they finished dinner. Don’s worried glance towards the sunlight filled window wasn’t unnoticed by Dr. Stockman, who smiled as he reminded the young turtle that on this world all mutants lived free.\n\n\tEven with that reassurance, Don still balked when Nicco opened the front door and stepped outside. It was perhaps then that Nicco really understood the kind of life Don was forced to lead in his own dimension.\n\n\tWith an expression filled with compassion, Nicco walked over to where Don stood and told him that if he wasn’t ready they would go back inside. Although he would have felt safer if he had his bo staff with him, Don took a deep breath and crossed the threshold.\n\n\tAfter a few tense minutes it was mostly Nicco’s strong presence that put Don more at ease. The first time the pair came within view of a human, Don instinctively recoiled, his eyes searching for a hiding place. Nicco reached over and took Don’s hand, squeezing it encouragingly, and that helped Don ignore the human and continue walking.\n\n\tIt was when they finally walked past their first mutant, a mama squirrel taking her infant for an outing in a stroller, that Don fully accepted the realities of Nicco’s world. He also understood the enormity of what Nicco had fought for – what Nicco, Mase, and Corius were still fighting for. Complete equality.\n\n\tThe air was crisp as the pair strolled along sidewalks and watched the sky turn to dusk. Neither had said much of anything as they walked hand in hand; Nicco giving Donatello time to adjust to being so fully exposed. Don decided that it was almost like being in the Nexus surrounded by all manner of alien beings, none paying much attention to a handful of mutated turtles.\n\n\t“So, what did you think of your new family?” Nicco asked, breaking the silence.\n\n\tDon smiled, looking over at his mate as he said, “You do realize that you’re surrounded by a bunch of geniuses don’t you?”\n\n\t“Yep, and not a single one of them is modest about it, present company included,” Nicco said with a laugh.\n\n\tBlushing, Don realized how his words had sounded. “I like them all very much. It’s easy to see how close you are to them.”\n\n\t“For a very long time it was just the three of us,” Nicco said, watching the sun dip below the horizon. “Mase and I had to stay hidden; had to be taught not to go near windows or doors, to be quiet when Dad wasn’t home so that the neighbors wouldn’t get curious. We were young and it was hard for him to leave us alone, so he frequently worked from home. His career suffered because of that. No matter that he was the most brilliant mind working at the time; the fact that he wasn’t accessible hurt him.\n\n\t“I was about six when Annabelle came to live with us. Dad had been great friends with her husband back in his college days and they kept in touch. He died fighting the alien invasion and Annabelle had no place to go, so my Dad asked her to live with us. She was the first person to learn about our existence and the first human other than our father that we’d ever seen.\n\n\t“She’s very unique is our Annabelle,” Nicco said with a chuckle. “Mase and I watched a lot of television and we were worried that she’d be like the humans we saw there, always hateful of the mutants who’d started popping up, always equating us with the aliens. Annabelle wasn’t like them at all; she understood the difference completely. She’s been a surrogate mom to us all these years. I think she and Dad are in love with each other but are too content with the way things are to ever do anything about it.”\n\n\t“So Annabelle and your dad, Mase and Corius,” Don said, his voice tender. “Did it make you feel lonely?”\n\n\tNicco stopped beneath a tree in a small, deserted park and wrapped his arms around Don. “Did I wish I had someone too? Yes I did. Was I going to settle for someone who was less than perfect? No I was not.”\n\n\tIt was such a Nicco thing to say that Don smiled and was instantly rewarded with a kiss that left him nearly breathless.\n\n\tWith a gasp for air, Don murmured, “Explore later, bed now.”\n\n\tLaughing, Nicco reached down to grope Don’s butt cheeks before stepping back. “My little ninja is becoming insatiable.”\n\n\t“You’re the one who promised to teach me things,” Don reminded him as they started back, quickly dodging Nicco’s second attempt to grab his rear.\n\n\tAlong the way they passed a human and a mutant walking together, the pair engaged in a lively discussion. The sight made Don feel a little melancholy.\n\n\t“My world isn’t anything like this,” Don said in a low voice. “We have no rights because no one knows we exist. I have no idea how many mutants there actually are; we’ve only met one other that was changed in the same fashion as we were. We have enemies who would like nothing better than to destroy us, other humans who’d like to experiment on us, and still more who view us as potential trophies. Unlike the events that happened here, in my dimension there isn’t an opportunity to pursue open freedom. Utmost secrecy is a survival requirement.”\n\n\t“The other mutant is Corius’ double, isn’t he?” Nicco asked. When Don nodded, Nicco said, “I saw the look on your face when you first saw my dad. You’ve met his double before too, haven’t you?”\n\n\tDon knew he should never underestimate Nicco’s skill at observation. “I have. He’s not the same kind of man on my world. Differences in his life experiences made him egotistical and self-involved. And dangerous,” Don added as an afterthought, though he doubted Nicco would ever meet his Stockman.\n\n\tThey had reached Nicco’s house again and the older turtle’s lecherous smile returned. “Would you look at this, we’re back home. If we move fast enough, we can make it to the bedroom without being stopped by Mase and his motor mouth.”\n\n\t“I’ll race you,” Don offered, darting through the front door before Nicco had a chance to react.\n\n\tDr. Stockman and Annabelle were seated at the dining table playing cards when Don ran past. From the corner of his eye, Don saw Dr. Stockman smile indulgently as the front door slammed shut behind Nicco.\n\n\tTaking the stairs two at a time, Don could almost feel Nicco’s heated breath on his tail. The thought that his lover was so close behind him was exhilarating and by the time Don made it through the door to Nicco’s bedroom, he was laughing with excitement.\n\n\tA strong hand caught the edge of his carapace and Don found himself spinning around, falling directly into Nicco’s arms. The older turtle cut off Don’s laughter with his mouth; his kiss so wanton that Don could only moan in response.\n\n\tWithout releasing Don, Nicco kicked the door shut before moving them both toward the bed. Don’s hands quickly found the ties on Nicco’s pants, loosening them and then tugging urgently at the garment.\n\n\tHis mouth still ravishing Don’s, Nicco yanked his pants the rest of the way off and then helped Don remove his. By the time Don kicked his pants out of the way, he and Nicco were falling backwards onto the bed.\n\n\tPanting and gasping, Don tossed his head back as Nicco attacked his throat, Nicco’s hands playing across the younger turtle’s skin.\n\n\t“We’re . . . we’re in a bed,” Don stammered, his eyes nearly rolling back in his head from the erotic stimuli.\n\n\tNicco’s head lifted so he could look down at his lover. “Yes?”\n\n\t“We’ve never done this in a bed,” Don said with a grin.\n\n\t“Another first,” Nicco said, returning the smile. “Speaking of which, I had to borrow some lube from Mase because I’ve never had need for any of my own.”\n\n\tHe reached over to his bedside table as he spoke, opening a small drawer in order to extract the tube that lay within.\n\n\t“When did you get that?” Don asked, flushed with both need and embarrassment at finding out that Mase knew what they were doing.\n\n\tNicco winked at him. “I told Mase to drop it in here while we were on our walk. He said he and Corius would be down in the lab so you could be as loud at you wanted.”\n\n\t“Why you . . . !” Don didn’t get a chance to finish the exclamation as Nicco descended on his mouth once again.\n\n\tThoroughly aroused, Don wiggled against Nicco, his cock having already made its escape.\n\n\t“Someone is anxious,” Nicco said when he felt Don’s hardness pressing against him.\n\n\tDespite his need, Don was still fixated on the lube, a question nagging at him. “Does that . . . mean you’ve never brought anyone home?”\n\n\tNicco looked at him mischievously. “I told you, I’ve only been with prostitutes. They supply their own lube. They prep themselves too.”\n\n\tDon snatched the tube from Nicco’s hand. “Anything they can do, I can do better.”\n\n\tVery slowly Nicco sat back until he was kneeling upright between Don’s legs. The larger turtle’s erection was on proud display, hard and heavy it swayed with each deep breath that Nicco took as he stared down at Don.\n\n\tWith a shiver of anticipation, Don coated his finger with lube and reached between his legs. Before he could touch himself though, Nicco caught his hand.\n\n\t“Wait,” Nicco said a little breathlessly. “I want a better view.”\n\n\tPausing where he was, Don gave his lover a curious look, watching as Nicco shifted positions on the bed. In another second Nicco’s mouth was hovering over Don’s penis and Nicco’s cock dangled just above Don’s lips.\n\n\tDon immediately flicked his tongue across the tip of Nicco’s dick, making the big turtle groan. Lifting his head, Don wrapped his mouth around the tip and simultaneously breached his own rectal opening.\n\n\tWith another verbal expression of satisfaction, Nicco took Don’s entire length into his mouth.\n\n\tThe immediate feeling was something like a bolt of lightning shooting straight into his groin and Don nearly shoved his entire finger into himself in reaction. A protestation of the anal muscles at his entrance brought Don back to reality and he carefully inserted just the tip of the finger.\n\n\tNicco made a noise of encouragement, vibrating Don’s cock, and the younger turtle probed further. Spreading copious amounts of lubricant into his passage, Don inserted his entire finger and began to move it around.\n\n\tAs he fingered himself, Don sucked and licked at Nicco’s cock, swallowing the precum as it flowed from his fully aroused partner. He felt Nicco’s upper body move slightly, the change in balance causing one end of the bed to sink more than the other, but Don couldn’t actually see what Nicco was doing.\n\n\tDon was trying to find that sensitive spot in his ass that always made him see stars when he suddenly felt something pushing against his hand. In a second he realized it was Nicco and that his partner was inserting a well lubed finger in next to the younger turtle’s.\n\n\tHolding his hand perfectly still, Don waited for Nicco’s finger to slide all of the way in. The sensation of being partially in control but not knowing what someone else was going to do was massively tantalizing.\n\n\tNicco’s finger twisted and pushed at Don’s while his mouth played along the length of Don’s shaft. Don found he was having a hard time concentrating on pleasuring Nicco because the twin sensations of an expert blow job and his prostrate being stroked was about to unhinge him.\n\n\tWith an audible slurp, Nicco lifted his mouth away from Don’s erection. “If we don’t change positions again, I’m going to lose it right now,” Nicco said, his voice guttural.\n\n\tDon gave Nicco’s dick a nice long lick as his partner lifted away from him. As Nicco pulled his finger out of his mate he coaxed Don’s finger out as well.\n\n\tThen Nicco was hovering over him, his amber eyes gleaming in the half light. Leaning down to press a soft kiss to Don’s mouth, Nicco carefully entered his lover.\n\n\tEvery time they made love was new to Donatello and he hoped it would remain that way for an eternity. Niccolo’s passionate intensity burned into Don’s very being, wrapping his soul in a protective cocoon that nothing bad would ever penetrate.\n\n\tNicco seemed to know some of what Don was feeling, or was perhaps feeling it as well. His eyes never left Don’s as he thrust into his mate and for several blissful moments they were as completely joined as two individuals ever could be.\n\n\tIt was a purely physical response to the absolute pleasure of feeling Nicco’s cock begin to stroke his prostate that pulled Don back to reality. He lifted his legs so that he could clamp down on Nicco’s shell and in turn Nicco came up onto his knees, driving down into the younger turtle, his hand a blur on Don’s incredibly hard shaft.\n\n\tDon had begun chanting, “Nicco, Nicco, Nicco,” almost without being aware of it. His lover’s feral growls cascaded over Don, washing him in the sounds of lust and desire.\n\n\tThe world suddenly pinwheeled and with a hard gasp Don orgasmed. Nicco managed two more thrusts before he too succumbed to his climax, emptying himself deep into his mate.\n\n\tNot once had their eyes ever closed, not even for a second did their gazes wander. As soon as Nicco’s seed been fully expelled, he pulled out of Don, reaching down to wrap his hands around the young turtle’s shoulders. Collapsing onto the bed next to his mate, Nicco pulled Don with him, wrapping his mate in a tight embrace.\n\n\tMouth against Don’s head, Nicco murmured through heavy breaths, “I love you.”\n\n\tWith his head pressed against Nicco’s chest and the sound of his heartbeat in his ears, the words seemed to have a musical accompaniment. Rubbing his cheek against Nicco’s scutes, Don held his lover and whispered, “I love you too.”\n\n\tDon didn’t even remember falling asleep.\n\n\tSeveral hours later Nicco was jolted out of sleep by Donatello suddenly sitting bolt upright in bed.\n\n\t“I forgot about them!” Don exclaimed, leaping out of bed.\n\n\tFor a second Nicco thought he was talking about his brothers. Brain still addled by sleep, Nicco sat up and watched Don snatch his belt off of the desk.\n\n\tAfter a frantic second, Don worked the crystal rods loose and held them up for Nicco to see. They shone brightly in the dark room, rivaled only by the gleam of excitement in Don’s eyes.\n\n\tNicco stretched his arms overhead and allowed himself a prodigious yawn before saying, “Those are the artifact power rods you found on diamond world.”\n\n\t“Yes.” Don looked down at the rods. “I had a dream about a tunnel, a tunnel full of light and such energy that it snapped and crackled across my skin. I think it was a message from the crystals. I’ve had a crystal dream before and so has my brother Mike. They happen when you’re near a crystal and when your need for answers is great.”\n\n\t“So you’re saying those crystals talked to you?” Nicco asked with a touch of incredulity.\n\n\tDon laughed. “After everything we’ve seen, that notion stretches your imagination too far?”\n\n\tNicco looked at the crystals again. “I suppose not,” he admitted. “What are you going to do?”\n\n\t“Find Mase and develop the idea for a theory I’ve got,” Don said, leaning down to retrieve his pants.\n\n\tBefore his fingers closed on the material, Nicco was out of bed and had caught Don’s wrist. “First we shower then we find Mase, unless you want him to smell sex all over you. Trust me when I say you don’t want to give him any ammunition.”\n\n\tNicco didn’t need to explain, Don had years of experience with Mikey to understand his point. The pair showered together but though they kissed, neither went further. Nicco recognized the zealous look in Don’s eyes and knew the young genius was caught up in some idea.\n\n\tThey meant to go directly to the lab once they were dressed, but when they reached the first floor they saw that everyone else was at breakfast. Mase looked up with a grin and Don could almost see the teasing words spinning in the excitable turtle’s mind, but Don was too fast for him.\n\n\tPlunking the crystal rods onto the table in front of Mase, Don said, “I found these in a storage space beneath the large artifact. I’m sure they’re meant to be spare parts but I think they might also be a way to change the artifact’s programming.”\n\n\tMase stared at them for a moment and then reached down to lift one, turning it in all directions as he studied it. “Different sizes for different artifacts,” he said musingly. “I’ll bet they’re rechargeable and practically indestructible. Our artifact wasn’t damaged but I can’t get it to activate either, even though the rods popped out when I turned the dial.”\n\n\t“You did what?” Nicco asked. “I told you not to mess with it.”\n\n\t“I was only going to safe world and then come right back,” Mase told him. “How else would we find out if the artifact still worked?”\n\n\t“Safe world?” Don asked, jumping in with the question before Nicco could scold his brother some more.\n\n\tMase’s eyes lit up. “We name every dimension we go to,” he explained. “I wrote a program to create a three-D map of how I visualize the way the dimensions would appear if they were visible. It’s like a grid and the coordinates that you program into the artifact have a point on the grid that’s assigned to them.\n\n\t“Each dimension we’ve discovered is represented on the map, that way we can keep track of where we’ve been. We also keep a database containing the vital statistics for each dimension; friendly or unfriendly, environment, conditions, inhabited or not, that kind of thing.”\n\n\t“That’s why I told him to put diamond world on the no travel list,” Nicco said quickly. “We only got out by the skin of our teeth in some of those places.”\n\n\t“I’ve definitely got two more you can add to the grid and the no travel list,” Don said.\n\n\t“Have you traveled through your artifact a lot?” Mase asked excitedly. “What all have you found? Do you travel by yourself or go with your brothers? Dad was telling me about them; your origin story is fascinating! Have you lived underground your entire life? Do you always wear a mask? How is it that no one knows about you? How do you find supplies? When . . . .”\n\n\t“Masolino,” Corius rumbled, wrapping his huge hand around Mase’s face.\n\n\tThe exuberant turtle could still be heard mumbling against his mate’s hand and Dr. Stockman laughed. “Don’t mind my son, he suffers from an excess of personality.”\n\n\t“I have a brother who is just like that,” Don said with a grin.\n\n\tMase managed to push Corius’ hand off his face. “Let’s finish breakfast so that we can go down to the lab,” he suggested. “There are so many things I want to talk about.”\n\n\t“Just make sure you give someone else a chance to get a word in edgewise,” Stockman said before taking a bite of his eggs.\n\n\tOn the way down to the lab, Don told Mase about the first time he acquired a pair of crystals and his various experiments with them. He explained the crystal dream he’d had and how it had led him to find a way to liquefy the crystals for later use as a cure for his mutated friends.\n\n\tThe hyper turtle had questions for Don, but they weren’t the rapid fire ones he came up with during general conversation. Mase could focus like a laser beam when his curiosity was piqued, and the various properties of the crystals had certainly captivated him.\n\n\tWhen he’d first arrived Don had only gotten a quick glance into Mase’s lab, but now he got the full tour. It was obvious that some of the money from the previous sale of diamonds had financed a lot of the equipment because it was fairly new. Other pieces looked as if they’d been scrounged from a junk heap and repaired by hand, something Don was all too familiar with.\n\n\tIn one section of the room was a three foot high and four foot wide solid box sitting atop a raised section of the floor. Electrical cables ran underneath it and fastened to one side was a control panel and keyboard.\n\n\tMase walked over to it and indicated that Don should stand next to him. His fingers flew over the keyboard and the box began to hum with energy. A second later a three-dimensional map filled with longitudinal and latitudinal type lines popped up in front of them.\n\n\tDotted over various places on the map were tiny lights, each with a pattern of symbols beneath it. These symbols matched the ones etched onto the puzzle box and the different combinations that Nicco and Mase had tried were represented on the map.\n\n\tAs Don watched, Mase typed in some information that made one of the white lights turn red. Looking over the map, Don saw that there were a few others as well.\n\n\t“The red ones indicate no-travel coordinates, don’t they?” Don asked.\n\n\t“Exactly,” Mase said, looking over at him. Pointing to a touch screen next to the keypad, Mase explained, “All of the artifact’s symbols are here, divided into the different set of dials. Could you touch the combination for one of those dimensions you said we should avoid?”\n\n\tDon nodded, doing as Mase asked. The combination was sorted through Mase’s programming and within seconds a new light popped up on the map, it’s location on the grid already calculated. Once it showed up on the map, Mase red-coded it.\n\n\t“Shall I do the second one?” Don asked.\n\n\t“Please,” Mase answered, waiting as Don did so and then promptly red coding that one as well.\n\n\tNicco moved up next to Don and inspected the locations of both of the new coordinates. “We could have easily tried one of those,” he said. “Glad we didn’t.”\n\n\t“How about you plug in the combination to your dimension now?” Mase said. “We’re going to need it if you want to go home again.”\n\n\tDon touched the set of symbols that would take him back to Earth and watched it appear on the map. For a long minute he stared at the tiny flickering light that represented his home and family, his mind running through a series of what if’s. \n\n\tMase tapped his shoulder to draw Don’s attention and as Don turned to look at him, he saw something he hadn’t noticed before. Just above Mase’s left elbow was a nasty scar that ran almost all of the way around his arm.\n\n\tA sudden vision of the nightmare alternate world that the Ultimate Drako had sent him to flooded Don’s mind. From his tortured memory came the horror of a Mikey with a missing arm and the sight of his three dead brothers sprawled across the floor in front of him.\n\n\tStomach churning, bile rose to his throat as the room began to spin, sending Don reeling back from the mapping machine.\n\nTBC……………..", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tNiccolo insisted that Donatello take a walk with him after they finished dinner.  Don’s worried glance towards the sunlight filled window wasn’t unnoticed by Dr. Stockman, who smiled as he reminded the young turtle that on this world all mutants lived free.

\tEven with that reassurance, Don still balked when Nicco opened the front door and stepped outside.  It was perhaps then that Nicco really understood the kind of life Don was forced to lead in his own dimension.

\tWith an expression filled with compassion, Nicco walked over to where Don stood and told him that if he wasn’t ready they would go back inside.  Although he would have felt safer if he had his bo staff with him, Don took a deep breath and crossed the threshold.

\tAfter a few tense minutes it was mostly Nicco’s strong presence that put Don more at ease.  The first time the pair came within view of a human, Don instinctively recoiled, his eyes searching for a hiding place.  Nicco reached over and took Don’s hand, squeezing it encouragingly, and that helped Don ignore the human and continue walking.

\tIt was when they finally walked past their first mutant, a mama squirrel taking her infant for an outing in a stroller, that Don fully accepted the realities of Nicco’s world.  He also understood the enormity of what Nicco had fought for – what Nicco, Mase, and Corius were still fighting for.  Complete equality.

\tThe air was crisp as the pair strolled along sidewalks and watched the sky turn to dusk.  Neither had said much of anything as they walked hand in hand; Nicco giving Donatello time to adjust to being so fully exposed.  Don decided that it was almost like being in the Nexus surrounded by all manner of alien beings, none paying much attention to a handful of mutated turtles.

\t“So, what did you think of your new family?” Nicco asked, breaking the silence.

\tDon smiled, looking over at his mate as he said, “You do realize that you’re surrounded by a bunch of geniuses don’t you?”

\t“Yep, and not a single one of them is modest about it, present company included,” Nicco said with a laugh.

\tBlushing, Don realized how his words had sounded.  “I like them all very much.  It’s easy to see how close you are to them.”

\t“For a very long time it was just the three of us,” Nicco said, watching the sun dip below the horizon.  “Mase and I had to stay hidden; had to be taught not to go near windows or doors, to be quiet when Dad wasn’t home so that the neighbors wouldn’t get curious.  We were young and it was hard for him to leave us alone, so he frequently worked from home.  His career suffered because of that.  No matter that he was the most brilliant mind working at the time; the fact that he wasn’t accessible hurt him.

\t“I was about six when Annabelle came to live with us.  Dad had been great friends with her husband back in his college days and they kept in touch.  He died fighting the alien invasion and Annabelle had no place to go, so my Dad asked her to live with us.  She was the first person to learn about our existence and the first human other than our father that we’d ever seen.

\t“She’s very unique is our Annabelle,” Nicco said with a chuckle.  “Mase and I watched a lot of television and we were worried that she’d be like the humans we saw there, always hateful of the mutants who’d started popping up, always equating us with the aliens.  Annabelle wasn’t like them at all; she understood the difference completely.  She’s been a surrogate mom to us all these years.  I think she and Dad are in love with each other but are too content with the way things are to ever do anything about it.”

\t“So Annabelle and your dad, Mase and Corius,” Don said, his voice tender.  “Did it make you feel lonely?”

\tNicco stopped beneath a tree in a small, deserted park and wrapped his arms around Don.  “Did I wish I had someone too?  Yes I did.  Was I going to settle for someone who was less than perfect?  No I was not.”

\tIt was such a Nicco thing to say that Don smiled and was instantly rewarded with a kiss that left him nearly breathless.

\tWith a gasp for air, Don murmured, “Explore later, bed now.”

\tLaughing, Nicco reached down to grope Don’s butt cheeks before stepping back.  “My little ninja is becoming insatiable.”

\t“You’re the one who promised to teach me things,” Don reminded him as they started back, quickly dodging Nicco’s second attempt to grab his rear.

\tAlong the way they passed a human and a mutant walking together, the pair engaged in a lively discussion.  The sight made Don feel a little melancholy.

\t“My world isn’t anything like this,” Don said in a low voice.  “We have no rights because no one knows we exist.  I have no idea how many mutants there actually are; we’ve only met one other that was changed in the same fashion as we were.  We have enemies who would like nothing better than to destroy us, other humans who’d like to experiment on us, and still more who view us as potential trophies.  Unlike the events that happened here, in my dimension there isn’t an opportunity to pursue open freedom.  Utmost secrecy is a survival requirement.”

\t“The other mutant is Corius’ double, isn’t he?” Nicco asked.  When Don nodded, Nicco said, “I saw the look on your face when you first saw my dad.  You’ve met his double before too, haven’t you?”

\tDon knew he should never underestimate Nicco’s skill at observation.  “I have.  He’s not the same kind of man on my world.  Differences in his life experiences made him egotistical and self-involved.  And dangerous,” Don added as an afterthought, though he doubted Nicco would ever meet his Stockman.

\tThey had reached Nicco’s house again and the older turtle’s lecherous smile returned.  “Would you look at this, we’re back home.  If we move fast enough, we can make it to the bedroom without being stopped by Mase and his motor mouth.”

\t“I’ll race you,” Don offered, darting through the front door before Nicco had a chance to react.

\tDr. Stockman and Annabelle were seated at the dining table playing cards when Don ran past.  From the corner of his eye, Don saw Dr. Stockman smile indulgently as the front door slammed shut behind Nicco.

\tTaking the stairs two at a time, Don could almost feel Nicco’s heated breath on his tail.  The thought that his lover was so close behind him was exhilarating and by the time Don made it through the door to Nicco’s bedroom, he was laughing with excitement.

\tA strong hand caught the edge of his carapace and Don found himself spinning around, falling directly into Nicco’s arms.  The older turtle cut off Don’s laughter with his mouth; his kiss so wanton that Don could only moan in response.

\tWithout releasing Don, Nicco kicked the door shut before moving them both toward the bed.  Don’s hands quickly found the ties on Nicco’s pants, loosening them and then tugging urgently at the garment.

\tHis mouth still ravishing Don’s, Nicco yanked his pants the rest of the way off and then helped Don remove his.  By the time Don kicked his pants out of the way, he and Nicco were falling backwards onto the bed.

\tPanting and gasping, Don tossed his head back as Nicco attacked his throat, Nicco’s hands playing across the younger turtle’s skin.

\t“We’re . . . we’re in a bed,” Don stammered, his eyes nearly rolling back in his head from the erotic stimuli.

\tNicco’s head lifted so he could look down at his lover.  “Yes?”

\t“We’ve never done this in a bed,” Don said with a grin.

\t“Another first,” Nicco said, returning the smile.  “Speaking of which, I had to borrow some lube from Mase because I’ve never had need for any of my own.”

\tHe reached over to his bedside table as he spoke, opening a small drawer in order to extract the tube that lay within.

\t“When did you get that?” Don asked, flushed with both need and embarrassment at finding out that Mase knew what they were doing.

\tNicco winked at him.  “I told Mase to drop it in here while we were on our walk.  He said he and Corius would be down in the lab so you could be as loud at you wanted.”

\t“Why you . . . !” Don didn’t get a chance to finish the exclamation as Nicco descended on his mouth once again.

\tThoroughly aroused, Don wiggled against Nicco, his cock having already made its escape.

\t“Someone is anxious,” Nicco said when he felt Don’s hardness pressing against him.

\tDespite his need, Don was still fixated on the lube, a question nagging at him.  “Does that . . . mean you’ve never brought anyone home?”

\tNicco looked at him mischievously.  “I told you, I’ve only been with prostitutes.  They supply their own lube.  They prep themselves too.”

\tDon snatched the tube from Nicco’s hand.  “Anything they can do, I can do better.”

\tVery slowly Nicco sat back until he was kneeling upright between Don’s legs.  The larger turtle’s erection was on proud display, hard and heavy it swayed with each deep breath that Nicco took as he stared down at Don.

\tWith a shiver of anticipation, Don coated his finger with lube and reached between his legs.  Before he could touch himself though, Nicco caught his hand.

\t“Wait,” Nicco said a little breathlessly.  “I want a better view.”

\tPausing where he was, Don gave his lover a curious look, watching as Nicco shifted positions on the bed.  In another second Nicco’s mouth was hovering over Don’s penis and Nicco’s cock dangled just above Don’s lips.

\tDon immediately flicked his tongue across the tip of Nicco’s dick, making the big turtle groan.  Lifting his head, Don wrapped his mouth around the tip and simultaneously breached his own rectal opening.

\tWith another verbal expression of satisfaction, Nicco took Don’s entire length into his mouth.

\tThe immediate feeling was something like a bolt of lightning shooting straight into his groin and Don nearly shoved his entire finger into himself in reaction.  A protestation of the anal muscles at his entrance brought Don back to reality and he carefully inserted just the tip of the finger.

\tNicco made a noise of encouragement, vibrating Don’s cock, and the younger turtle probed further.  Spreading copious amounts of lubricant into his passage, Don inserted his entire finger and began to move it around.

\tAs he fingered himself, Don sucked and licked at Nicco’s cock, swallowing the precum as it flowed from his fully aroused partner.  He felt Nicco’s upper body move slightly, the change in balance causing one end of the bed to sink more than the other, but Don couldn’t actually see what Nicco was doing.

\tDon was trying to find that sensitive spot in his ass that always made him see stars when he suddenly felt something pushing against his hand.  In a second he realized it was Nicco and that his partner was inserting a well lubed finger in next to the younger turtle’s.

\tHolding his hand perfectly still, Don waited for Nicco’s finger to slide all of the way in.  The sensation of being partially in control but not knowing what someone else was going to do was massively tantalizing.

\tNicco’s finger twisted and pushed at Don’s while his mouth played along the length of Don’s shaft.  Don found he was having a hard time concentrating on pleasuring Nicco because the twin sensations of an expert blow job and his prostrate being stroked was about to unhinge him.

\tWith an audible slurp, Nicco lifted his mouth away from Don’s erection.  “If we don’t change positions again, I’m going to lose it right now,” Nicco said, his voice guttural.

\tDon gave Nicco’s dick a nice long lick as his partner lifted away from him.  As Nicco pulled his finger out of his mate he coaxed Don’s finger out as well.

\tThen Nicco was hovering over him, his amber eyes gleaming in the half light.  Leaning down to press a soft kiss to Don’s mouth, Nicco carefully entered his lover.

\tEvery time they made love was new to Donatello and he hoped it would remain that way for an eternity.  Niccolo’s passionate intensity burned into Don’s very being, wrapping his soul in a protective cocoon that nothing bad would ever penetrate.

\tNicco seemed to know some of what Don was feeling, or was perhaps feeling it as well.  His eyes never left Don’s as he thrust into his mate and for several blissful moments they were as completely joined as two individuals ever could be.

\tIt was a purely physical response to the absolute pleasure of feeling Nicco’s cock begin to stroke his prostate that pulled Don back to reality.  He lifted his legs so that he could clamp down on Nicco’s shell and in turn Nicco came up onto his knees, driving down into the younger turtle, his hand a blur on Don’s incredibly hard shaft.

\tDon had begun chanting, “Nicco, Nicco, Nicco,” almost without being aware of it.  His lover’s feral growls cascaded over Don, washing him in the sounds of lust and desire.

\tThe world suddenly pinwheeled and with a hard gasp Don orgasmed.  Nicco managed two more thrusts before he too succumbed to his climax, emptying himself deep into his mate.

\tNot once had their eyes ever closed, not even for a second did their gazes wander.  As soon as Nicco’s seed been fully expelled, he pulled out of Don, reaching down to wrap his hands around the young turtle’s shoulders.  Collapsing onto the bed next to his mate, Nicco pulled Don with him, wrapping his mate in a tight embrace.

\tMouth against Don’s head, Nicco murmured through heavy breaths, “I love you.”

\tWith his head pressed against Nicco’s chest and the sound of his heartbeat in his ears, the words seemed to have a musical accompaniment.  Rubbing his cheek against Nicco’s scutes, Don held his lover and whispered, “I love you too.”

\tDon didn’t even remember falling asleep.

\tSeveral hours later Nicco was jolted out of sleep by Donatello suddenly sitting bolt upright in bed.

\t“I forgot about them!” Don exclaimed, leaping out of bed.

\tFor a second Nicco thought he was talking about his brothers.  Brain still addled by sleep, Nicco sat up and watched Don snatch his belt off of the desk.

\tAfter a frantic second, Don worked the crystal rods loose and held them up for Nicco to see.  They shone brightly in the dark room, rivaled only by the gleam of excitement in Don’s eyes.

\tNicco stretched his arms overhead and allowed himself a prodigious yawn before saying, “Those are the artifact power rods you found on diamond world.”

\t“Yes.”  Don looked down at the rods.  “I had a dream about a tunnel, a tunnel full of light and such energy that it snapped and crackled across my skin.  I think it was a message from the crystals.  I’ve had a crystal dream before and so has my brother Mike.  They happen when you’re near a crystal and when your need for answers is great.”

\t“So you’re saying those crystals talked to you?” Nicco asked with a touch of incredulity.

\tDon laughed.  “After everything we’ve seen, that notion stretches your imagination too far?”

\tNicco looked at the crystals again.  “I suppose not,” he admitted.  “What are you going to do?”

\t“Find Mase and develop the idea for a theory I’ve got,” Don said, leaning down to retrieve his pants.

\tBefore his fingers closed on the material, Nicco was out of bed and had caught Don’s wrist.  “First we shower then we find Mase, unless you want him to smell sex all over you.  Trust me when I say you don’t want to give him any ammunition.”

\tNicco didn’t need to explain, Don had years of experience with Mikey to understand his point.  The pair showered together but though they kissed, neither went further.  Nicco recognized the zealous look in Don’s eyes and knew the young genius was caught up in some idea.

\tThey meant to go directly to the lab once they were dressed, but when they reached the first floor they saw that everyone else was at breakfast.  Mase looked up with a grin and Don could almost see the teasing words spinning in the excitable turtle’s mind, but Don was too fast for him.

\tPlunking the crystal rods onto the table in front of Mase, Don said, “I found these in a storage space beneath the large artifact.  I’m sure they’re meant to be spare parts but I think they might also be a way to change the artifact’s programming.”

\tMase stared at them for a moment and then reached down to lift one, turning it in all directions as he studied it.  “Different sizes for different artifacts,” he said musingly.  “I’ll bet they’re rechargeable and practically indestructible.  Our artifact wasn’t damaged but I can’t get it to activate either, even though the rods popped out when I turned the dial.”

\t“You did what?” Nicco asked.  “I told you not to mess with it.”

\t“I was only going to safe world and then come right back,” Mase told him.  “How else would we find out if the artifact still worked?”

\t“Safe world?” Don asked, jumping in with the question before Nicco could scold his brother some more.

\tMase’s eyes lit up.  “We name every dimension we go to,” he explained.  “I wrote a program to create a three-D map of how I visualize the way the dimensions would appear if they were visible.  It’s like a grid and the coordinates that you program into the artifact have a point on the grid that’s assigned to them.

\t“Each dimension we’ve discovered is represented on the map, that way we can keep track of where we’ve been.  We also keep a database containing the vital statistics for each dimension; friendly or unfriendly, environment, conditions, inhabited or not, that kind of thing.”

\t“That’s why I told him to put diamond world on the no travel list,” Nicco said quickly.  “We only got out by the skin of our teeth in some of those places.”

\t“I’ve definitely got two more you can add to the grid and the no travel list,” Don said.

\t“Have you traveled through your artifact a lot?” Mase asked excitedly.  “What all have you found?  Do you travel by yourself or go with your brothers?  Dad was telling me about them; your origin story is fascinating!  Have you lived underground your entire life?  Do you always wear a mask?  How is it that no one knows about you?  How do you find supplies? When . . . .”

\t“Masolino,” Corius rumbled, wrapping his huge hand around Mase’s face.

\tThe exuberant turtle could still be heard mumbling against his mate’s hand and Dr. Stockman laughed.  “Don’t mind my son, he suffers from an excess of personality.”

\t“I have a brother who is just like that,” Don said with a grin.

\tMase managed to push Corius’ hand off his face.  “Let’s finish breakfast so that we can go down to the lab,” he suggested.  “There are so many things I want to talk about.”

\t“Just make sure you give someone else a chance to get a word in edgewise,” Stockman said before taking a bite of his eggs.

\tOn the way down to the lab, Don told Mase about the first time he acquired a pair of crystals and his various experiments with them.  He explained the crystal dream he’d had and how it had led him to find a way to liquefy the crystals for later use as a cure for his mutated friends.

\tThe hyper turtle had questions for Don, but they weren’t the rapid fire ones he came up with during general conversation.  Mase could focus like a laser beam when his curiosity was piqued, and the various properties of the crystals had certainly captivated him.

\tWhen he’d first arrived Don had only gotten a quick glance into Mase’s lab, but now he got the full tour.  It was obvious that some of the money from the previous sale of diamonds had financed a lot of the equipment because it was fairly new.  Other pieces looked as if they’d been scrounged from a junk heap and repaired by hand, something Don was all too familiar with.

\tIn one section of the room was a three foot high and four foot wide solid box sitting atop a raised section of the floor.  Electrical cables ran underneath it and fastened to one side was a control panel and keyboard.

\tMase walked over to it and indicated that Don should stand next to him.  His fingers flew over the keyboard and the box began to hum with energy.  A second later a three-dimensional map filled with longitudinal and latitudinal type lines popped up in front of them.

\tDotted over various places on the map were tiny lights, each with a pattern of symbols beneath it.  These symbols matched the ones etched onto the puzzle box and the different combinations that Nicco and Mase had tried were represented on the map.

\tAs Don watched, Mase typed in some information that made one of the white lights turn red.  Looking over the map, Don saw that there were a few others as well.

\t“The red ones indicate no-travel coordinates, don’t they?” Don asked.

\t“Exactly,” Mase said, looking over at him.  Pointing to a touch screen next to the keypad, Mase explained, “All of the artifact’s symbols are here, divided into the different set of dials.  Could you touch the combination for one of those dimensions you said we should avoid?”

\tDon nodded, doing as Mase asked.  The combination was sorted through Mase’s programming and within seconds a new light popped up on the map, it’s location on the grid already calculated.  Once it showed up on the map, Mase red-coded it.

\t“Shall I do the second one?” Don asked.

\t“Please,” Mase answered, waiting as Don did so and then promptly red coding that one as well.

\tNicco moved up next to Don and inspected the locations of both of the new coordinates.  “We could have easily tried one of those,” he said.  “Glad we didn’t.”

\t“How about you plug in the combination to your dimension now?” Mase said.  “We’re going to need it if you want to go home again.”

\tDon touched the set of symbols that would take him back to Earth and watched it appear on the map.  For a long minute he stared at the tiny flickering light that represented his home and family, his mind running through a series of what if’s.  

\tMase tapped his shoulder to draw Don’s attention and as Don turned to look at him, he saw something he hadn’t noticed before.  Just above Mase’s left elbow was a nasty scar that ran almost all of the way around his arm.

\tA sudden vision of the nightmare alternate world that the Ultimate Drako had sent him to flooded Don’s mind.  From his tortured memory came the horror of a Mikey with a missing arm and the sight of his three dead brothers sprawled across the floor in front of him.

\tStomach churning, bile rose to his throat as the room began to spin, sending Don reeling back from the mapping machine.

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