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No money being made.\nWord Count part 4: 5,640 multi-chapter 2k3\nSummary: Donatello is known as the 'go-to Turtle', the guy who can fix all sorts of things. His role in the family takes an unexpected turn when his brothers decide to expand on his job description.\nRatings per chapter vary - R to NC-17\n~~Look at that amazing preview image, isn't it gorgeous? It was created by the incomparable @Sherenelle ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Disclaimer: The TMNT are not mine. No money being made.
Word Count part 4: 5,640 multi-chapter 2k3
Summary: Donatello is known as the 'go-to Turtle', the guy who can fix all sorts of things.  His role in the family takes an unexpected turn when his brothers decide to expand on his job description.
Ratings per chapter vary - R to NC-17
~~Look at that amazing preview image, isn't it gorgeous? It was created by the incomparable @Sherenelle ", "writing": "\tWhen Mikey hadn’t moved for nearly five minutes, Don was certain he’d fallen asleep. Draping the edges of the blanket over Mikey’s legs, Don decided to leave him in the Battle Shell.\n\n\tBefore Don could do more than lift his head, Mikey’s eyes snapped open and he lunged upwards. Grasping Don behind his neck, Mikey planted a kiss squarely on the genius’ mouth.\n\n\tDon instinctively pulled back and Mikey released his lips with a resounding pop, but retained his hold on his brother so that Don couldn’t run away.\n\n\t“Wha . . . what are you doing?” Don spluttered.\n\n\t“Kissing you,” Mikey said, his face still close to Don’s. “Haven’t you ever wanted to kiss someone?”\n\n\t“Not my own brother,” Don said, still too stunned to move.\n\n\tMikey grinned. “Why not? Our mouths fit together better than they would with some random human. I’ve thought about kissing you before.”\n\n\t“You have?” Don asked, puzzled by his brother’s admission.\n\n\t“Sure,” Mikey answered. “I’ve always felt something kind of special for you, Donny. Besides, your mouth is really pretty.”\n\n\tThose words had Don instinctively looking at Mikey’s mouth. His brother’s grin widened when he realized where Don’s eyes had gone.\n\n\t“Wanna try that again?” Mikey asked, his voice husky.\n\n\tSwallowing, Don pulled out of Mikey’s hold. “N . . . no!” he stuttered. “I only agreed to help you out so you wouldn’t bother Raph or Leo with your crazy notions.”\n\n\tMikey’s palm flattened against Don’s plastron. “Don’t you want to experience that same thing for yourself?” he asked as his hand slid down Don’s front. “You’re a genius, Donny. You can’t tell me you’re not curious.”\n\n\tThere was definite seduction in Mikey’s tone. If Don had doubted that, he couldn’t doubt where Mikey’s hand was headed.\n\n\tBacking away swiftly, Don edged his way out of the Battle Shell. Mikey moved just as fast, staying close to Don.\n\n\t“We should go to bed,” Don said, then blushed when Mikey smiled knowingly at him. “I mean our own beds. You to yours and me to my own.”\n\n\t“Not like this,” Mikey said, waving at where his body still carried the sheen of his dried essence. “Besides, you need to wash up too. You’ve got grease on the parts of you that aren’t covered in my spunk.”\n\n\t“Then you go wash off first,” Don said, afraid he knew where Mikey was going with his idea. “I need to put some stuff away before I head down to the lair.”\n\n\t“Nope, we’ll go together,” Mikey said tenaciously, grabbing his weapons and belt from the back of the Battle Shell. “No reason to waste water when we can share.”\n\n\t“That’s not a good idea,” Don protested, even though Mikey had begun to guide him towards the elevator.\n\n\t“Why? Afraid you can’t control yourself around me?” Mikey asked, practically shoving Don into the elevator.\n\n\t“No, it isn’t that at all,” Don said adamantly.\n\n\t“You’re scared you might like it, aren’t you?” Mikey asked, his manner infuriatingly glib.\n\n\t“Mikey, what I’ve done for you and Raph was nothing personal to me,” Don said, stepping out of the elevator when it reached the lair and turning to face his brother. “Just because you’ve been curious doesn’t mean that I am.”\n\n\t“Talk a little louder, maybe Raph will come out of his room and ask what we’ve been doing,” Mikey said, glancing towards the stairs. “If you really want to wait on me to shower, I suppose you could go to your room. I’m sure Leo won’t wander around tonight checking on everyone and ask why you smell like me.”\n\n\t“And if he catches us in the shower together?” Don asked as Mikey propelled him towards the stairs.\n\n\t“It won’t be the first time any of us have showered together,” Mikey said. “We’ll tell him I was helping you work on the Battle Shell. You got grease in the grooves on your shell and I was scrubbing them for you.”\n\n\tAs they neared the top of the staircase, all Don wanted was for Mikey to be quiet. The only volume control Mikey seemed to have was getting his own way, so Don caved.\n\n\t“Let’s just get this over with,” Don murmured, hoping that his being quiet would clue Mikey in to do the same.\n\n\t“Cool,” Mikey said happily, though he kept his voice down.\n\n\tWith a great deal of trepidation, Don entered the bathroom with his brother, jumping when he heard the lock turn. “Why did you lock the door?” Don demanded.\n\n\t“Sheesh,” Mikey muttered as he began to strip down. “Remember what I said about Leo’s nightly prowl? It’s better if he sees us leaving than if he walks in on us.”\n\n\t“It’s not as though he’s going to walk in on anything we should be embarrassed about,” Don said firmly, watching Mikey adjust the water temperature in one of the shower stalls.\n\n\tWithout affirming Don’s statement, Mikey turned to look at him. “Were you planning to shower in full gear or what? Come on, let’s get this stuff off of you.”\n\n\t“I can . . . I can do this myself,” Don said, struggling to remove his own gear despite having Mikey’s hands all over him.\n\n\t“What fun is that?” Mikey asked, grinning up at his brother as he kneeled to remove Don’s knee pads.\n\n\t“We’re not three anymore,” Don said as he untied his mask. “We take a shower to get clean.”\n\n\t“Okay, let’s get clean then,” Mikey said, pressing against his brother and forcing Don into the shower stall.\n\n\tThe heated water hit the back of Don’s neck and cascaded down his carapace, warming his body. Mikey grabbed a clean wash cloth from the rack and poured some shower gel onto it, squeezing it until he had a handful of suds.\n\n\tCatching hold of Don’s arm, Mikey scrubbed his hand and then swiped the wash cloth from wrist to shoulder, repeating the move with Don’s other arm before allowing his brother to rinse off. While Don shifted so that the water could wash the suds off of him, Mikey soaped up his own plastron before applying more shower gel to the cloth.\n\n\tThe next thing Don knew, Mikey was playing the wash cloth across his chest, scrubbing in a circular motion. He began moving downward, paying careful attention to each of Don’s scutes.\n\n\t“So Donny, tell me something,” Mikey said, his eyes focused on Don’s body. “Don’t you ever let little Donny out to play while you’re showering?”\n\n\tDon gaped at his brother. “What I do in private is just that Mikey, private.”\n\n\t“That means you do,” Mikey said, chuckling. “Do you think of anything specific? Maybe one of us?”\n\n\t“No!” Don exclaimed, backing up until his carapace collided with the shower wall. Mikey moved with him, the wash cloth skimming downwards towards Don’s lower regions. “I’m not dirty down there,” Don added, pushing Mikey’s hand away.\n\n\tMikey shrugged as if it were no big deal. “Okay, turn around and let me do your shell like I promised.”\n\n\tDon turned speedily, happy to have Mikey’s focus shift to a part of him that wouldn’t make the genius uncomfortable. Mikey pressed hard against Don’s carapace as he scoured it, forcing Don to flatten his palms on the wall to keep from hitting it face first.\n\n\tFor several minutes Mikey simply rubbed Don’s carapace, his nails periodically scraping against the rough plates. The feeling and sound was relaxing and Donny felt the tension begin to ease from his shoulders.\n\n\tThen Mikey began to dip into the grooves between scutes, at first infrequently and so gently it was hardly noticeable. Little by little though, the pressure increased, until Mikey’s fingers were roughly tracing a pattern through the grooves.\n\n\tThe area was very sensitive and Don felt small jolts like electrical currents shoot through his system with each pass of Mikey’s fingers. His thighs quivered, toes curling into the tiled floor as Mikey continued to caress what he had to know was an erogenous zone.\n\n\t“You really shouldn’t be all give and no take,” Mikey whispered, his face suddenly against the side of Don’s head. “You ought to let me return the favor, Donny. I’ll bet we could enjoy each other a lot.”\n\n“I’m clean enough,” Don insisted. “Let me rinse off.”\n\n“Nuh uh, not just yet,” Mikey said, his tone deep and throaty. The wash cloth crept lower, dipping beneath the bottom edge of Don’s carapace. “Answer this Donny, have you ever thought about having sex with someone? Ever wondered what it would be like to bed someone whenever that certain urge came over you?”\n\nMikey’s cloth covered hand found Don’s tail and gave it a gentle squeeze.\n\n“No!” Don yelped, spinning away from his brother and making a quick pass under the water before hopping out of the shower stall.\n\n“No to what, Donny?” Mikey asked, watching Don snatch up a towel. “The sex question or letting me be the one you explore things with?”\n\n“All of it,” Don said with determination. “You, Raph, the whole business. We’re done.”\n\nDon tossed the towel aside and grabbed his gear in one swift movement. As he worked the lock on the door, Don glanced at Mikey to make sure his brother wasn’t coming after him, but Mikey was still standing underneath the water, his blue eyes twinkling merrily as he watched Don scurry out of the bathroom.\n\n\tHe was nearly out of earshot when Don heard Mikey say, “Sure we are.”\n\n\tNever in his life had Don thought about locking his bedroom door, but tonight he did so. He honestly didn’t believe his brother would force the issue by entering, but Mikey was mischievous enough to want to see how far he could push his brother.\n\n\tCollapsing onto his bed, Don blew out a huff of frustration. It was bad enough that he’d allowed Raph to bully and coerce him into performing sexual acts, but now Mikey had done so as well. Each occasion with Raph had been over quickly, their interlude done with as soon as Raph had reached completion.\n\n\tIt was very different with Mikey. His youngest brother seemed to want more out of the encounter than simple instant gratification. Don couldn’t tell if Mikey was messing with him for the entertainment value or if he was angling towards having the genius be his permanent playmate.\n\n\tTherein lay the problem with allowing his brothers to manipulate him into doing something like this for them. They were both right in one way, it was highly unlikely they’d form such an intimate bond with anyone; their options were extremely limited and their lives were too damn dangerous.\n\n\tLeo had made reference to Don serving as a sex proxy and asked if he was okay with that designation. He’d asked what Don would do if Raph couldn’t go back to using his own hand. Now the question had to be applied to Mikey as well.\n\n\tDon hadn’t told Leo that he didn’t really want that role, but it was true. While both Raph and Mikey seemed to have no qualms with the concept of relations with their brother, Don was uncomfortable with the notion. While they spouted benefits to such an arrangement, Don was thinking of consequences, one of which was his own unease with the thought of reciprocation.\n\n\tMikey had offered and Don had run away. It wasn’t that he’d known Mikey couldn’t arouse him, Don was pretty sure his brother could find a way to do that whether Don was really into it or not. Don just didn’t want to go down that road.\n\n\tThe next day seemed only slightly less than awkward to Donatello. He could practically feel his brothers’ gaze and whenever he met Raph’s or Mikey’s eyes, they seemed to hold an appraising glint.\n\n\tDon made quick work of his daily check of Raph’s hand and was relieved that his brother didn’t seem inclined to remain any longer than necessary. In fact, the exchange between them in the infirmary was very much as it had usually been in the past. Raph seemed to be in good spirits, especially when he was allowed to try curling his hand into a fist and found that everything functioned properly.\n\n\tLater in the afternoon Don set about replacing bulbs in the overhead light fixtures throughout the lair. When he stepped out of the elevator with the extension ladder, Leo spotted him and offered to help.\n\n\tDon crawled along the support beams, going from fixture to fixture as Leo brought fresh bulbs up to him. As Don dangled from a support beam waiting for his brother, he spotted Mikey and Raph standing near the kitchen. Their heads were close together as though in secret conversation, periodically glancing up at him before returning to their talk.\n\n\tTheir entire demeanor caused Don to have grave misgivings. It very much appeared as though the pair had shared the secret of their interludes with Don. If that was the case, Don was glad that Raph didn’t appear angry over Don’s pleasuring Mikey, though that did open up some disturbing possibilities.\n\n\tFortunately Leo didn’t seem to notice the pair and continued helping Don without interruption. His assistance cut the time it took to accomplish their chore in half.\n\n\tAs Don folded up the ladder and prepared to return it to the garage, Leo said, “Let me know if you need help with anything else. You spend far too much time trying to do everything yourself.”\n\n\t“I will. Thanks Leo,” Don told him, watching his brother walk away.\n\n\tBoth Mikey and Raph had disappeared by then, but since the televisions were on, Don assumed that at least one of them was watching. He took the ladder back up to the garage and then finished pulling the defective electrical panel from the Battle Shell.\n\n\tTaking the panel to his lab, Don set to work making repairs. He was nearly finished when his door opened and Mikey strolled in carrying a freshly baked chocolate cake.\n\n\tDon set his tools down and watched as Mikey came right up to him, wearing a grin but saying nothing. Knowing he was meant to ask, Don did so with a touch of suspicion. “What’s that for?”\n\n\t“It’s a thank you,” Mikey said, not looking the least put off with the way Don had phrased his question. “From Raph and me.”\n\n\t“For what?” Don asked, even though he could guess.\n\n\t“Duh,” Mikey said with a wink. “For being there when we needed you. For helping us out. For having a nice strong grip and . . . .”\n\n\t“Okay enough,” Don said, lifting a hand to stop his brother. “It seems the two of you have decided to compare notes. I don’t know why you would do that, but let me just ask that you now leave me out of it. Take the cake back to the kitchen and we’ll all have some later.”\n\n\tInstead of the pout Don expected to see, Mikey’s smile widened. “That’s the sharing attitude we all love about you bro’. Don’t be late for dinner, I’m making sushi, your favorite. Raph’s helping me.”\n\n\tHe turned and walked out of the lab without further ado, leaving Don to stare after him. Mikey’s motives were becoming increasingly transparent, but the thing that lingered most in Don’s mind at the moment was that Mikey had said the cake was from Raph too. He’d also said that Raph was helping him to prepare Don’s favorite meal.\n\n\tJust yesterday Raph had apologized for using him. Don had taken his words as a promise that Raph wouldn’t put him through that sort of thing again. Did Raph now believe that because Don had done something of a sexual nature with Mikey that the genius had changed his mind about how he felt in that regard?\n\n\tMikey was not hearing Don when his brother said that he was done with all of the sex stuff. Don had half expected that; Mikey could be very tenacious once he had hold of an idea. Raph though couldn’t be allowed to build false hopes about a continuation of those activities. He’d already experienced the desperation of being dependent on others, Raph did not need a reminder of the resentment that stemmed from that, or the feeling of sharing an intimacy that dissolved his frustrations.\n\n\tMaking up his mind to have a long talk with Raph after dinner, Don got back to work. He managed to finish the job and install the repaired panel back into the Battle Shell before dinner. After washing his hands, Don appeared at the dinner table on time, making it unnecessary for any of his brothers to come looking for him.\n\n\tThere wasn’t the slightest hint of any ulterior motives during the meal. Raph was even lighthearted as he ate a slice of cake, showing off how he could now bend his right hand enough to hold a fork.\n\n \tThe after dinner clean up went quickly and then Master Splinter settled on the couch to watch the news. Mikey caught Leo’s attention before his brother joined their father and talked Leo into playing a board game with him.\n\n\tSeeing that the rest of the family was involved in activities, Don approached Raph before his brother could wander off.\n\n\t“Hey Raph, do you suppose you could spare me a few minutes?” Don asked.\n\n\tRaph placed some leftovers into the refrigerator and shut the door. “Sure bro’. What’s up?”\n\n\t“Not here,” Don said, not wanting to chance having anyone hear their conversation. “The infirmary?”\n\n\t“Whatever ya’ need,” Raph responded agreeably, following his brother.\n\n\tThis felt better to Don, who knew that taking Raph to the infirmary wouldn’t look suspicious to anyone. After Don entered, he waited for Raph to pass him before closing the door. When he turned, he saw that Raph had taken a seat on a little rolling foot stool and positioned himself near the exam table.\n\n\tWanting Raph to feel comfortable, Don hopped up onto the exam table, using his arms as a brace so that he could lean back casually.\n\n\t“What’s up?” Raph asked.\n\n\t“Mikey told me that the cake was from both of you as a way to thank me,” Don said without preamble, “and so was dinner. I wanted you to know that I appreciate the thought but that I hope it wasn’t meant to express anything more.”\n\n\t“Anything more like what?” Raph asked without a trace of guile.\n\n\tDon was momentarily taken aback by Raph’s apparent lack of understanding but decided to press on. “Some lingering hope that those physical interludes might continue. I know Mikey has expressed his opinion that they should, but I’m not . . . sympathetic to his arguments.”\n\n\t“That’s surprising,” Raph said. “Mikey’s usually pretty persuasive.”\n\n\tFrowning, Don said, “I know he thinks he can talk me into anything, if that’s what you mean. This situation is entirely different from my catering to his usual whims.”\n\n\t“I know it is. The three of us are standing on the edge of something a whole lot more important,” Raph said.\n\n\t“Uh, no,” Don replied, starting to tense up. “There is no three of us doing any such thing.”\n\nRaph suddenly rolled his chair to the end of the exam table, hopping out of it to stand on the platform where Don’s feet rested. Placing his body squarely between Don’s knees, Raph lowered his hands onto the brother’s thighs and bent forward.\n\n\t“What the heck are you doing?” Don asked.\n\n\t“Mikey told me how he kissed ya’ last night,” Raph said, gold eyes boring into Don’s brown ones.\n\n\t“I didn’t ask for that. Besides, Mikey did nothing more than touch his lips to mine,” Don said.\n\n\t“Well then, I want to do that too,” Raph said.\n\n\t“Then you should kiss Mikey,” Don said with exasperation. “He’s the one who likes doing that sort of thing.”\n\n\t“Mikey’s mouth don’t do it for me,” Raph told him. “Yours does.”\n\n\t“We aren’t meant to be kissing each other,” Don argued.\n\n\t“Says who?” Raph asked, continuing to lean into Don.\n\n\tThat seemed to be a favorite parrying question of both Raph’s and Mikey’s. It was effective in a way; there wasn’t a really cogent answer to it since all empirical data came from humans.\n\n\t“We’re brothers,” Don said, changing tactics.\n\n\t“We’re turtles,” Raph countered.\n\n\tDon didn’t want to battle his brother over this, so he decided it was time to scoot back and jump off of the table. As though reading his mind, Raph quickly lifted a hand to the back of Don’s neck to keep him from leaving. Don’s first reaction was to grab Raph’s arm and fight his brother’s hold until he realized that it was Raph’s [i]right [/i]hand.\n\n\tThe corners of Raph’s mouth lifted into a smirk. “I’m trying to be careful with that hand, but I guess if ya’ want to pull away bad enough, you can go ahead. Maybe ya’ won’t cause me any damage, maybe ya’ will.”\n\n\t“That’s manipulative,” Don snapped, flustered by Raph’s aggression.\n\n\t“Maybe so,” Raph admitted, “but sometimes ya’ gotta do this kind of thing if ya’ want something bad enough. See, me and Mikey have an open mind when it comes to the question of sex with a sibling. We ain’t seeing that we’ve got much choice. It’d all be real simple if we turned each other on enough, but we don’t. Not yet anyway. Fact is, we both have our eye on [i]you[/i].”\n\n\t“All you’re saying is that you both think I’m a pushover,” Don stated indignantly.\n\n\tRaph shook his head. “Nope, we sure don’t. Ain’t like that at all. It’s something about ya’ personally that flips our switch. Ya’ got a real giving nature, Donny. Speaking for myself, I’m just very comfortable with ya’. Never feel on edge the way I sometimes do when I’m around Leo or Mikey. Kinda feel like you’re the type that wouldn’t want to let a brother down, not when ya’ knew how much I depend on ya’.”\n\n\tDon gawked at him, unable to reply to that statement right away. It was then Raph took advantage of Don’s momentary lapse and pressed forward for a kiss.\n\n\tHis mouth connected solidly with Don’s, their lips melding seamlessly together. Shocked, Don grunted at the contact and felt Raph’s hand caress his neck, reminding him of what might happen if Don moved.\n\n\tKeeping his lips firmly closed, Don watched Raph’s face, noting that his brother’s eyes were shut so that he could experience the kiss entirely with his sense of touch. After a moment, Raph pushed more insistently against Don’s mouth, his own lips parting so that his tongue could probe at the line between Don’s lower and upper lips.\n\n\tDon obstinately refused him entrance, hoping that Raph would give up. He hadn’t bargained on Raph’s equal stubbornness, or his willingness to use trickery.\n\n\tThe hand that still lay on Don’s thigh began tracing a path inwards. Since Don couldn’t close his legs because Raph’s body was between them, he tried rolling on hips as a way to discourage his brother.\n\n\tRaph made a noise in his throat that almost sounded like a chuckle and rather than stop, his hand jumped from Don’s thigh to his tail.\n\n\t“Hey!” Don cried out without thinking.\n\n\tHis brother’s tongue instantly darted past his lips and into Don’s mouth. Don couldn’t pull his tongue back quickly enough and soon found it engaged in a type of dance with Raph’s.\n\n\tDon’s muffled protests only lasted a few seconds before Raph released his mouth. Raph was panting, his eyes still shut, but Don was too incensed to be concerned with how the kiss seemed to have affected his brother.\n\n\t“No means no, Raph!” Don said sharply.\n\n\t“Ya’ never said no,” Raph said, slowly opening his eyes. The gold in them seemed richer, darker. “Ya’ said ya’ weren’t interested in what Mikey was offering. I figured that meant ya’ wanted some of my action.”\n\n\t“What? How did you get that . . . ?” Don began.\n\n\tBefore he could finish his question, Raph’s hand left his neck and the other one firmly planted itself against Don’s chest. Shoving hard, Raph managed to unbalance his brother and Don fell back on the padded table.\n\n\tHis thought to simply roll away was thwarted when Raph swiftly swapped hands, laying the burned one flat against Don’s plastron.\n\n\t“Been thinking about trying something with ya’,” Raph said, his sly smile securely in place.\n\n\t“The door isn’t locked,” Don said hastily. “Our family is right outside.”\n\n\t“They sure are,” Raph said as he bent lower. “Better keep your voice down.”\n\n\tRubbing his free hand across Don’s hip, Raph brought it inwards and flattened it directly atop the section between Don’s legs that housed his cock. Don could feel the warmth of Raph’s flesh penetrating through to his shaft and tried not to let that feeling excite him.\n\n\t“Raph, don’t you think you’re going a little too far?” Don asked in what he hoped was a perfectly measured tone. “Have you even considered the possibility that I don’t find this type of attention to be nearly as appealing as you do?”\n\n\tPressing a kiss to Don’s thigh that left with it a tingling sensation, Raph said, “That’s ‘cause up ‘til now I ain’t been giving nothing back. Mikey helped me see that I gotta repay ya’ in kind for what you’ve done for me.”\n\n\t“That’s not necessARY!” Don gave a short, sharp cry as Raph bit his thigh, right at the crease where it was connected to his groin.\n\n\tThe initial pain gave way to a pleasurable throbbing that Don could feel all throughout his lower regions. Despite his efforts, Don’s cock began to twitch to life.\n\n\tRaph’s expression turned smug as he felt the movement. Sliding his hand over, Raph touched his lips lightly to the softer cartilage between Don’s legs, watching avidly as it began to part.\n\n\tDon groaned, squeezing his eyes shut and willing himself to remain tucked away. Clutching desperately at anything that might keep him grounded, Don began to recite mathematical formulas.\n\n\tHis brother seemed to take that as a challenge and his hand returned to its spot above Don’s hidden member. Using his thumb, Raph began to stroke along the entire length of the barely discerned split in Don’s plastron.\n\n\tDropping his mouth to Don’s other thigh, Raph bit him again, eliciting a gasp from the genius. When Raph started to lick the spot he’d bitten, his tongue lapping its way down towards Don’s tail, the formulas in the genius’ head sprouted wings and flew away.\n\n\tShuddering, Don realized that in a very few seconds he wasn’t going to be able to contain his quickly hardening shaft.\n\n\tThat’s when the creak of the door’s hinges reached his ears and Don’s eyes snapped open to land on Leonardo.\n\n\tPushing the door shut with a bang, Leo demanded, “What are you two doing?”\n\nTBC……….\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tWhen Mikey hadn’t moved for nearly five minutes, Don was certain he’d fallen asleep.  Draping the edges of the blanket over Mikey’s legs, Don decided to leave him in the Battle Shell.

\tBefore Don could do more than lift his head, Mikey’s eyes snapped open and he lunged upwards.  Grasping Don behind his neck, Mikey planted a kiss squarely on the genius’ mouth.

\tDon instinctively pulled back and Mikey released his lips with a resounding pop, but retained his hold on his brother so that Don couldn’t run away.

\t“Wha . . . what are you doing?” Don spluttered.

\t“Kissing you,” Mikey said, his face still close to Don’s.  “Haven’t you ever wanted to kiss someone?”

\t“Not my own brother,” Don said, still too stunned to move.

\tMikey grinned.  “Why not?  Our mouths fit together better than they would with some random human.  I’ve thought about kissing you before.”

\t“You have?” Don asked, puzzled by his brother’s admission.

\t“Sure,” Mikey answered.  “I’ve always felt something kind of special for you, Donny.  Besides, your mouth is really pretty.”

\tThose words had Don instinctively looking at Mikey’s mouth.  His brother’s grin widened when he realized where Don’s eyes had gone.

\t“Wanna try that again?” Mikey asked, his voice husky.

\tSwallowing, Don pulled out of Mikey’s hold.  “N . . . no!” he stuttered.  “I only agreed to help you out so you wouldn’t bother Raph or Leo with your crazy notions.”

\tMikey’s palm flattened against Don’s plastron.  “Don’t you want to experience that same thing for yourself?” he asked as his hand slid down Don’s front.  “You’re a genius, Donny.  You can’t tell me you’re not curious.”

\tThere was definite seduction in Mikey’s tone.  If Don had doubted that, he couldn’t doubt where Mikey’s hand was headed.

\tBacking away swiftly, Don edged his way out of the Battle Shell.  Mikey moved just as fast, staying close to Don.

\t“We should go to bed,” Don said, then blushed when Mikey smiled knowingly at him.  “I mean our own beds.  You to yours and me to my own.”

\t“Not like this,” Mikey said, waving at where his body still carried the sheen of his dried essence.  “Besides, you need to wash up too.  You’ve got grease on the parts of you that aren’t covered in my spunk.”

\t“Then you go wash off first,” Don said, afraid he knew where Mikey was going with his idea.  “I need to put some stuff away before I head down to the lair.”

\t“Nope, we’ll go together,” Mikey said tenaciously, grabbing his weapons and belt from the back of the Battle Shell.  “No reason to waste water when we can share.”

\t“That’s not a good idea,” Don protested, even though Mikey had begun to guide him towards the elevator.

\t“Why?  Afraid you can’t control yourself around me?” Mikey asked, practically shoving Don into the elevator.

\t“No, it isn’t that at all,” Don said adamantly.

\t“You’re scared you might like it, aren’t you?” Mikey asked, his manner infuriatingly glib.

\t“Mikey, what I’ve done for you and Raph was nothing personal to me,” Don said, stepping out of the elevator when it reached the lair and turning to face his brother.  “Just because you’ve been curious doesn’t mean that I am.”

\t“Talk a little louder, maybe Raph will come out of his room and ask what we’ve been doing,” Mikey said, glancing towards the stairs.  “If you really want to wait on me to shower, I suppose you could go to your room.  I’m sure Leo won’t wander around tonight checking on everyone and ask why you smell like me.”

\t“And if he catches us in the shower together?” Don asked as Mikey propelled him towards the stairs.

\t“It won’t be the first time any of us have showered together,” Mikey said.  “We’ll tell him I was helping you work on the Battle Shell.  You got grease in the grooves on your shell and I was scrubbing them for you.”

\tAs they neared the top of the staircase, all Don wanted was for Mikey to be quiet.  The only volume control Mikey seemed to have was getting his own way, so Don caved.

\t“Let’s just get this over with,” Don murmured, hoping that his being quiet would clue Mikey in to do the same.

\t“Cool,” Mikey said happily, though he kept his voice down.

\tWith a great deal of trepidation, Don entered the bathroom with his brother, jumping when he heard the lock turn.  “Why did you lock the door?” Don demanded.

\t“Sheesh,” Mikey muttered as he began to strip down.  “Remember what I said about Leo’s nightly prowl?  It’s better if he sees us leaving than if he walks in on us.”

\t“It’s not as though he’s going to walk in on anything we should be embarrassed about,” Don said firmly, watching Mikey adjust the water temperature in one of the shower stalls.

\tWithout affirming Don’s statement, Mikey turned to look at him.  “Were you planning to shower in full gear or what?  Come on, let’s get this stuff off of you.”

\t“I can . . . I can do this myself,” Don said, struggling to remove his own gear despite having Mikey’s hands all over him.

\t“What fun is that?” Mikey asked, grinning up at his brother as he kneeled to remove Don’s knee pads.

\t“We’re not three anymore,” Don said as he untied his mask.  “We take a shower to get clean.”

\t“Okay, let’s get clean then,” Mikey said, pressing against his brother and forcing Don into the shower stall.

\tThe heated water hit the back of Don’s neck and cascaded down his carapace, warming his body.  Mikey grabbed a clean wash cloth from the rack and poured some shower gel onto it, squeezing it until he had a handful of suds.

\tCatching hold of Don’s arm, Mikey scrubbed his hand and then swiped the wash cloth from wrist to shoulder, repeating the move with Don’s other arm before allowing his brother to rinse off.  While Don shifted so that the water could wash the suds off of him, Mikey soaped up his own plastron before applying more shower gel to the cloth.

\tThe next thing Don knew, Mikey was playing the wash cloth across his chest, scrubbing in a circular motion.  He began moving downward, paying careful attention to each of Don’s scutes.

\t“So Donny, tell me something,” Mikey said, his eyes focused on Don’s body.  “Don’t you ever let little Donny out to play while you’re showering?”

\tDon gaped at his brother.  “What I do in private is just that Mikey, private.”

\t“That means you do,” Mikey said, chuckling.  “Do you think of anything specific?  Maybe one of us?”

\t“No!” Don exclaimed, backing up until his carapace collided with the shower wall.  Mikey moved with him, the wash cloth skimming downwards towards Don’s lower regions.  “I’m not dirty down there,” Don added, pushing Mikey’s hand away.

\tMikey shrugged as if it were no big deal.  “Okay, turn around and let me do your shell like I promised.”

\tDon turned speedily, happy to have Mikey’s focus shift to a part of him that wouldn’t make the genius uncomfortable.  Mikey pressed hard against Don’s carapace as he scoured it, forcing Don to flatten his palms on the wall to keep from hitting it face first.

\tFor several minutes Mikey simply rubbed Don’s carapace, his nails periodically scraping against the rough plates.  The feeling and sound was relaxing and Donny felt the tension begin to ease from his shoulders.

\tThen Mikey began to dip into the grooves between scutes, at first infrequently and so gently it was hardly noticeable.  Little by little though, the pressure increased, until Mikey’s fingers were roughly tracing a pattern through the grooves.

\tThe area was very sensitive and Don felt small jolts like electrical currents shoot through his system with each pass of Mikey’s fingers.  His thighs quivered, toes curling into the tiled floor as Mikey continued to caress what he had to know was an erogenous zone.

\t“You really shouldn’t be all give and no take,” Mikey whispered, his face suddenly against the side of Don’s head.  “You ought to let me return the favor, Donny.  I’ll bet we could enjoy each other a lot.”

“I’m clean enough,” Don insisted.  “Let me rinse off.”

“Nuh uh, not just yet,” Mikey said, his tone deep and throaty.  The wash cloth crept lower, dipping beneath the bottom edge of Don’s carapace.  “Answer this Donny, have you ever thought about having sex with someone?  Ever wondered what it would be like to bed someone whenever that certain urge came over you?”

Mikey’s cloth covered hand found Don’s tail and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“No!” Don yelped, spinning away from his brother and making a quick pass under the water before hopping out of the shower stall.

“No to what, Donny?” Mikey asked, watching Don snatch up a towel.  “The sex question or letting me be the one you explore things with?”

“All of it,” Don said with determination.  “You, Raph, the whole business.  We’re done.”

Don tossed the towel aside and grabbed his gear in one swift movement.  As he worked the lock on the door, Don glanced at Mikey to make sure his brother wasn’t coming after him, but Mikey was still standing underneath the water, his blue eyes twinkling merrily as he watched Don scurry out of the bathroom.

\tHe was nearly out of earshot when Don heard Mikey say, “Sure we are.”

\tNever in his life had Don thought about locking his bedroom door, but tonight he did so.  He honestly didn’t believe his brother would force the issue by entering, but Mikey was mischievous enough to want to see how far he could push his brother.

\tCollapsing onto his bed, Don blew out a huff of frustration.  It was bad enough that he’d allowed Raph to bully and coerce him into performing sexual acts, but now Mikey had done so as well.  Each occasion with Raph had been over quickly, their interlude done with as soon as Raph had reached completion.

\tIt was very different with Mikey.  His youngest brother seemed to want more out of the encounter than simple instant gratification.  Don couldn’t tell if Mikey was messing with him for the entertainment value or if he was angling towards having the genius be his permanent playmate.

\tTherein lay the problem with allowing his brothers to manipulate him into doing something like this for them.  They were both right in one way, it was highly unlikely they’d form such an intimate bond with anyone; their options were extremely limited and their lives were too damn dangerous.

\tLeo had made reference to Don serving as a sex proxy and asked if he was okay with that designation.  He’d asked what Don would do if Raph couldn’t go back to using his own hand.  Now the question had to be applied to Mikey as well.

\tDon hadn’t told Leo that he didn’t really want that role, but it was true.  While both Raph and Mikey seemed to have no qualms with the concept of relations with their brother, Don was uncomfortable with the notion.  While they spouted benefits to such an arrangement, Don was thinking of consequences, one of which was his own unease with the thought of reciprocation.

\tMikey had offered and Don had run away.  It wasn’t that he’d known Mikey couldn’t arouse him, Don was pretty sure his brother could find a way to do that whether Don was really into it or not.  Don just didn’t want to go down that road.

\tThe next day seemed only slightly less than awkward to Donatello.  He could practically feel his brothers’ gaze and whenever he met Raph’s or Mikey’s eyes, they seemed to hold an appraising glint.

\tDon made quick work of his daily check of Raph’s hand and was relieved that his brother didn’t seem inclined to remain any longer than necessary.  In fact, the exchange between them in the infirmary was very much as it had usually been in the past.  Raph seemed to be in good spirits, especially when he was allowed to try curling his hand into a fist and found that everything functioned properly.

\tLater in the afternoon Don set about replacing bulbs in the overhead light fixtures throughout the lair.  When he stepped out of the elevator with the extension ladder, Leo spotted him and offered to help.

\tDon crawled along the support beams, going from fixture to fixture as Leo brought fresh bulbs up to him.  As Don dangled from a support beam waiting for his brother, he spotted Mikey and Raph standing near the kitchen.  Their heads were close together as though in secret conversation, periodically glancing up at him before returning to their talk.

\tTheir entire demeanor caused Don to have grave misgivings.  It very much appeared as though the pair had shared the secret of their interludes with Don.  If that was the case, Don was glad that Raph didn’t appear angry over Don’s pleasuring Mikey, though that did open up some disturbing possibilities.

\tFortunately Leo didn’t seem to notice the pair and continued helping Don without interruption.  His assistance cut the time it took to accomplish their chore in half.

\tAs Don folded up the ladder and prepared to return it to the garage, Leo said, “Let me know if you need help with anything else.  You spend far too much time trying to do everything yourself.”

\t“I will.  Thanks Leo,” Don told him, watching his brother walk away.

\tBoth Mikey and Raph had disappeared by then, but since the televisions were on, Don assumed that at least one of them was watching.  He took the ladder back up to the garage and then finished pulling the defective electrical panel from the Battle Shell.

\tTaking the panel to his lab, Don set to work making repairs.  He was nearly finished when his door opened and Mikey strolled in carrying a freshly baked chocolate cake.

\tDon set his tools down and watched as Mikey came right up to him, wearing a grin but saying nothing.  Knowing he was meant to ask, Don did so with a touch of suspicion.  “What’s that for?”

\t“It’s a thank you,” Mikey said, not looking the least put off with the way Don had phrased his question.  “From Raph and me.”

\t“For what?” Don asked, even though he could guess.

\t“Duh,” Mikey said with a wink.  “For being there when we needed you.  For helping us out.  For having a nice strong grip and . . . .”

\t“Okay enough,” Don said, lifting a hand to stop his brother.  “It seems the two of you have decided to compare notes.  I don’t know why you would do that, but let me just ask that you now leave me out of it.  Take the cake back to the kitchen and we’ll all have some later.”

\tInstead of the pout Don expected to see, Mikey’s smile widened.  “That’s the sharing attitude we all love about you bro’.  Don’t be late for dinner, I’m making sushi, your favorite.  Raph’s helping me.”

\tHe turned and walked out of the lab without further ado, leaving Don to stare after him.  Mikey’s motives were becoming increasingly transparent, but the thing that lingered most in Don’s mind at the moment was that Mikey had said the cake was from Raph too.  He’d also said that Raph was helping him to prepare Don’s favorite meal.

\tJust yesterday Raph had apologized for using him.  Don had taken his words as a promise that Raph wouldn’t put him through that sort of thing again.  Did Raph now believe that because Don had done something of a sexual nature with Mikey that the genius had changed his mind about how he felt in that regard?

\tMikey was not hearing Don when his brother said that he was done with all of the sex stuff.  Don had half expected that; Mikey could be very tenacious once he had hold of an idea.  Raph though couldn’t be allowed to build false hopes about a continuation of those activities.  He’d already experienced the desperation of being dependent on others, Raph did not need a reminder of the resentment that stemmed from that, or the feeling of sharing an intimacy that dissolved his frustrations.

\tMaking up his mind to have a long talk with Raph after dinner, Don got back to work.  He managed to finish the job and install the repaired panel back into the Battle Shell before dinner.  After washing his hands, Don appeared at the dinner table on time, making it unnecessary for any of his brothers to come looking for him.

\tThere wasn’t the slightest hint of any ulterior motives during the meal.  Raph was even lighthearted as he ate a slice of cake, showing off how he could now bend his right hand enough to hold a fork.

 \tThe after dinner clean up went quickly and then Master Splinter settled on the couch to watch the news.  Mikey caught Leo’s attention before his brother joined their father and talked Leo into playing a board game with him.

\tSeeing that the rest of the family was involved in activities, Don approached Raph before his brother could wander off.

\t“Hey Raph, do you suppose you could spare me a few minutes?” Don asked.

\tRaph placed some leftovers into the refrigerator and shut the door.  “Sure bro’.  What’s up?”

\t“Not here,” Don said, not wanting to chance having anyone hear their conversation.  “The infirmary?”

\t“Whatever ya’ need,” Raph responded agreeably, following his brother.

\tThis felt better to Don, who knew that taking Raph to the infirmary wouldn’t look suspicious to anyone.  After Don entered, he waited for Raph to pass him before closing the door.  When he turned, he saw that Raph had taken a seat on a little rolling foot stool and positioned himself near the exam table.

\tWanting Raph to feel comfortable, Don hopped up onto the exam table, using his arms as a brace so that he could lean back casually.

\t“What’s up?” Raph asked.

\t“Mikey told me that the cake was from both of you as a way to thank me,” Don said without preamble, “and so was dinner.  I wanted you to know that I appreciate the thought but that I hope it wasn’t meant to express anything more.”

\t“Anything more like what?” Raph asked without a trace of guile.

\tDon was momentarily taken aback by Raph’s apparent lack of understanding but decided to press on.  “Some lingering hope that those physical interludes might continue.  I know Mikey has expressed his opinion that they should, but I’m not . . . sympathetic to his arguments.”

\t“That’s surprising,” Raph said.  “Mikey’s usually pretty persuasive.”

\tFrowning, Don said, “I know he thinks he can talk me into anything, if that’s what you mean.  This situation is entirely different from my catering to his usual whims.”

\t“I know it is.  The three of us are standing on the edge of something a whole lot more important,” Raph said.

\t“Uh, no,” Don replied, starting to tense up.  “There is no three of us doing any such thing.”

Raph suddenly rolled his chair to the end of the exam table, hopping out of it to stand on the platform where Don’s feet rested.  Placing his body squarely between Don’s knees, Raph lowered his hands onto the brother’s thighs and bent forward.

\t“What the heck are you doing?” Don asked.

\t“Mikey told me how he kissed ya’ last night,” Raph said, gold eyes boring into Don’s brown ones.

\t“I didn’t ask for that.  Besides, Mikey did nothing more than touch his lips to mine,” Don said.

\t“Well then, I want to do that too,” Raph said.

\t“Then you should kiss Mikey,” Don said with exasperation.  “He’s the one who likes doing that sort of thing.”

\t“Mikey’s mouth don’t do it for me,” Raph told him.  “Yours does.”

\t“We aren’t meant to be kissing each other,” Don argued.

\t“Says who?” Raph asked, continuing to lean into Don.

\tThat seemed to be a favorite parrying question of both Raph’s and Mikey’s.  It was effective in a way; there wasn’t a really cogent answer to it since all empirical data came from humans.

\t“We’re brothers,” Don said, changing tactics.

\t“We’re turtles,” Raph countered.

\tDon didn’t want to battle his brother over this, so he decided it was time to scoot back and jump off of the table.  As though reading his mind, Raph quickly lifted a hand to the back of Don’s neck to keep him from leaving.  Don’s first reaction was to grab Raph’s arm and fight his brother’s hold until he realized that it was Raph’s right hand.

\tThe corners of Raph’s mouth lifted into a smirk.  “I’m trying to be careful with that hand, but I guess if ya’ want to pull away bad enough, you can go ahead.  Maybe ya’ won’t cause me any damage, maybe ya’ will.”

\t“That’s manipulative,” Don snapped, flustered by Raph’s aggression.

\t“Maybe so,” Raph admitted, “but sometimes ya’ gotta do this kind of thing if ya’ want something bad enough.  See, me and Mikey have an open mind when it comes to the question of sex with a sibling.  We ain’t seeing that we’ve got much choice.  It’d all be real simple if we turned each other on enough, but we don’t.  Not yet anyway.  Fact is, we both have our eye on you.”

\t“All you’re saying is that you both think I’m a pushover,” Don stated indignantly.

\tRaph shook his head.  “Nope, we sure don’t.  Ain’t like that at all.  It’s something about ya’ personally that flips our switch.  Ya’ got a real giving nature, Donny.  Speaking for myself, I’m just very comfortable with ya’.  Never feel on edge the way I sometimes do when I’m around Leo or Mikey.  Kinda feel like you’re the type that wouldn’t want to let a brother down, not when ya’ knew how much I depend on ya’.”

\tDon gawked at him, unable to reply to that statement right away.  It was then Raph took advantage of Don’s momentary lapse and pressed forward for a kiss.

\tHis mouth connected solidly with Don’s, their lips melding seamlessly together.  Shocked, Don grunted at the contact and felt Raph’s hand caress his neck, reminding him of what might happen if Don moved.

\tKeeping his lips firmly closed, Don watched Raph’s face, noting that his brother’s eyes were shut so that he could experience the kiss entirely with his sense of touch.  After a moment, Raph pushed more insistently against Don’s mouth, his own lips parting so that his tongue could probe at the line between Don’s lower and upper lips.

\tDon obstinately refused him entrance, hoping that Raph would give up.  He hadn’t bargained on Raph’s equal stubbornness, or his willingness to use trickery.

\tThe hand that still lay on Don’s thigh began tracing a path inwards.  Since Don couldn’t close his legs because Raph’s body was between them, he tried rolling on hips as a way to discourage his brother.

\tRaph made a noise in his throat that almost sounded like a chuckle and rather than stop, his hand jumped from Don’s thigh to his tail.

\t“Hey!” Don cried out without thinking.

\tHis brother’s tongue instantly darted past his lips and into Don’s mouth.  Don couldn’t pull his tongue back quickly enough and soon found it engaged in a type of dance with Raph’s.

\tDon’s muffled protests only lasted a few seconds before Raph released his mouth.  Raph was panting, his eyes still shut, but Don was too incensed to be concerned with how the kiss seemed to have affected his brother.

\t“No means no, Raph!” Don said sharply.

\t“Ya’ never said no,” Raph said, slowly opening his eyes.  The gold in them seemed richer, darker.  “Ya’ said ya’ weren’t interested in what Mikey was offering.  I figured that meant ya’ wanted some of my action.”

\t“What?  How did you get that . . . ?” Don began.

\tBefore he could finish his question, Raph’s hand left his neck and the other one firmly planted itself against Don’s chest.  Shoving hard, Raph managed to unbalance his brother and Don fell back on the padded table.

\tHis thought to simply roll away was thwarted when Raph swiftly swapped hands, laying the burned one flat against Don’s plastron.

\t“Been thinking about trying something with ya’,” Raph said, his sly smile securely in place.

\t“The door isn’t locked,” Don said hastily.  “Our family is right outside.”

\t“They sure are,” Raph said as he bent lower.  “Better keep your voice down.”

\tRubbing his free hand across Don’s hip, Raph brought it inwards and flattened it directly atop the section between Don’s legs that housed his cock.  Don could feel the warmth of Raph’s flesh penetrating through to his shaft and tried not to let that feeling excite him.

\t“Raph, don’t you think you’re going a little too far?” Don asked in what he hoped was a perfectly measured tone.  “Have you even considered the possibility that I don’t find this type of attention to be nearly as appealing as you do?”

\tPressing a kiss to Don’s thigh that left with it a tingling sensation, Raph said, “That’s ‘cause up ‘til now I ain’t been giving nothing back.  Mikey helped me see that I gotta repay ya’ in kind for what you’ve done for me.”

\t“That’s not necessARY!”  Don gave a short, sharp cry as Raph bit his thigh, right at the crease where it was connected to his groin.

\tThe initial pain gave way to a pleasurable throbbing that Don could feel all throughout his lower regions.  Despite his efforts, Don’s cock began to twitch to life.

\tRaph’s expression turned smug as he felt the movement.  Sliding his hand over, Raph touched his lips lightly to the softer cartilage between Don’s legs, watching avidly as it began to part.

\tDon groaned, squeezing his eyes shut and willing himself to remain tucked away.  Clutching desperately at anything that might keep him grounded, Don began to recite mathematical formulas.

\tHis brother seemed to take that as a challenge and his hand returned to its spot above Don’s hidden member.  Using his thumb, Raph began to stroke along the entire length of the barely discerned split in Don’s plastron.

\tDropping his mouth to Don’s other thigh, Raph bit him again, eliciting a gasp from the genius.  When Raph started to lick the spot he’d bitten, his tongue lapping its way down towards Don’s tail, the formulas in the genius’ head sprouted wings and flew away.

\tShuddering, Don realized that in a very few seconds he wasn’t going to be able to contain his quickly hardening shaft.

\tThat’s when the creak of the door’s hinges reached his ears and Don’s eyes snapped open to land on Leonardo.

\tPushing the door shut with a bang, Leo demanded, “What are you two doing?”

TBC……….

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