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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": "\tRaph’s glower was evident as he released Donatello and spun to confront Leo. Sensing an impending fight, Don rolled off of the exam table and hastily stepped between the pair.\n\n\t“It’s okay, Leo. It’s all right,” Don insisted, pressing his hand against Raph’s chest while looking towards his oldest brother. “We were just about to stop. Raph only wanted to show me something. It was completely harmless.”\n\n\t“Like it’s any business of yours,” Raph said gruffly, staring angrily at Leo.\n\n\tLeo’s eyes darted down to Don’s legs, obviously noticing the bruising left by Raph’s teeth. “What could he have wanted to show you that included his mouth between your legs?” Leo asked, his tone sharp.\n\n\tBefore Don was obliged to come up with an answer to that question, the door suddenly opened again and Michelangelo popped into the room.\n\n\t“Sorry bro’, I tried to keep him occupied,” Mikey said, looking directly at Raph.\n\n\tDon gaped at his younger brother, barely able to comprehend the fact that Mikey’s words seemed to indicate that there had been in collusion between his two brothers in setting up this attempt at seduction.\n\n\tThough Don wasn’t able to react quickly to that revelation, Leo was. “Were you in on this, Michelangelo? Do you even know what Raph has been forcing Don to do?”\n\n\t“I ain’t been forcing him to do anything,” Raph snapped. “What the hell do you know about it anyway?”\n\n\t“I told him,” Don said hurriedly. “He saw me coming out of your room, Raph. The . . . scent gave it away and I had to explain that I’d been helping you relax.”\n\n\t“Don gave us this of his own free will,” Mikey said. “Tell him, Donny.”\n\n\t“Us?” Leo stared at Mikey, his expression grim.\n\n\t“I wanted to know what it was like too,” Mikey said. “If he could do that for Raph there wasn’t any reason he couldn’t do it for me.”\n\n\tLeo turned his stare back on Don, looking him fully in the face. It was hard meeting Leo’s steely gaze, but Don did not want to appear ashamed of his actions.\n\n\t“This is exactly what I meant when I told you that there was a possibility this sex proxy thing could spiral out of control,” Leo said. “You couldn’t turn Raph away and now Mikey has used that to take advantage of you.”\n\n\tDon’s hand was still pressed to Raph’s chest and he felt the reverberation of his brother’s growl just before Raph started forward. Straightening his arm, Don pushed against Raph to make it clear to him that Don would interfere with his attempts to turn this into a physical confrontation.\n\n\t“Leo,” Don said, keeping a corner of his eye on Raph, “I told you then that I was dealing with the situation. I still am. No one is taking advantage of me. What I did for Raph that first night led to a natural curiosity on his part. All I’m doing is assuaging that curiosity. That same thing applies to Mikey. There’s no reason for any of this to turn into a full blown dispute.”\n\n\t“I only wanted to know what it’d be like to be touched by somebody else Leo,” Mikey said. “It’s not as though we’re ever gonna have lovers. Don gave Raph that experience and it only seemed fair that I got the same chance. We share everything else.”\n\n\t“What happens if Master Splinter finds out that you’ve suddenly decided to begin this type of sharing?” Leo asked. “Do you think that exploiting your brother for . . . for sexual favors would meet with his approval?”\n\n\t“He ain’t gonna find out and ya’ ain’t gonna tell him,” Raph stated firmly. “This is between us.”\n\n\t“If you’re trying to hide what you’re doing from Master Splinter, then you have to know it’s something he wouldn’t approve of,” Leo told him.\n\n\t“No, we think it’s something he wouldn’t understand,” Mikey said. “There’s a difference.”\n\n\t“Point is he don’t have to know every damn thing we do,” Raph said.\n\n\t“It could easily have been Sensei who walked in here to catch the two of you exploring each other,” Leo said indignantly. “You’re letting your lust control your common sense. I doubt very much that Don has told you that he’s okay with being used as a sex object.”\n\n\t“Who said we were using him?” Raph asked. “I’ve asked every time. Ya’ heard him. He told ya’ he ain’t been taken advantage of and it’s what Don feels that counts, not your moral outrage.”\n\n\t“There’s a big distinction between actual consent and being manipulated into doing something,” Leo said hotly. “Our relationship with each other has to have balance, we can’t afford any lingering resentments. This is the sort of thing that can lead to misunderstandings, hurt feelings, and possible avoidance.”\n\n\t“It could also lead to a real understanding of each other,” Mikey said. “Why should we fight our basic turtle nature just ‘cause we got mutated? Why should we accept being lonely when we can easily satisfy each other’s needs?”\n\n\t“That’s a good argument if everyone’s in agreement,” Leo told him. “From what Don’s told me, he’s been giving Raph this physical attention because Raph is antsy and can’t sleep. That doesn’t sound to me like Don enjoys playing sex games with you, it sounds like he’s performing these acts because you guys aren’t giving him a choice.”\n\n\tDon did not like the tone of their conversation nor the way Raph seemed to be working himself into a temper. He also worried that Leo, already feeling anxious over their situation with the Foot, would see this as a loss of control over his team. Perhaps even an indictment of his ability to keep them together.\n\n\t“No one is getting hurt here, Leo. I’m certainly not,” Don said, keeping his tone level. “If what we’ve done bothers you because you believe I have no say in what’s happening, then let me set your mind at ease. They’ve both given me the option to stop. I haven’t taken it because none of these acts mean anything to me. They’re physical interactions that just so happen to make two of my brothers happy and relaxed.”\n\n\t“Pardon me if that seems to stretch my credulity, Donatello. After all these years I think I can read you pretty well,” Leo said. “Are you willing to have this continue? Do you want this?”\n\n\t“I don’t know. I don’t know what I want,” Don said, frustrated. “I only know what my brothers seem to need. If they need this, why shouldn’t I give them what I can? Isn’t that my place?”\n\n\t“You aren’t the arbiter of their happiness,” Leo countered. “If you want this, Donny, you have to tell me so. Otherwise I’m going to think you’ve been coerced.”\n\n\tA small movement from Raph made Don glance in his direction and he saw golden eyes staring at him, sparking a challenge. Don knew he could put a stop to this whole thing with Raph and Mikey by telling Leo he wasn’t comfortable with any of it. He also knew that once he did, Leo would be aggressive in the way he handled both of the brightly banded turtles.\n\n\tThat would play none too well with Raph, and probably not with Mikey either. Mikey would stomp around, pout, and begin to play pranks as payback. Raph’s retribution at Leo’s interference would be much more direct and dangerous.\n\n\tThen there was Don’s ego as well. He didn’t want to be known as the brother who couldn’t deal with his own problems. It was bad enough that Raph always felt the need to watch his shell when they were in a battle, he didn’t want the same thing happening at home. If he allowed Leo to step in, Don would never live it down. His brothers wouldn’t let him.\n\n\tIt broke down very simply; if Don said ‘yes’ he wanted this, then Raph and Mikey would think he’d given them a green light, but if he said ‘no’ then Leo would think he couldn’t handle his own business.\n\n\t“Every time I ask you about this situation you grow tense,” Leo said, noting Don’s hesitation in answering his question. “That is not the reaction of someone who is at peace with what he’s doing.”\n\n\t“Maybe it’s having to continuously justify my actions that’s making me tense,” Don said, formulating an answer that he hoped wouldn’t be seen as complete surrender. “I’ll grant that this type of assisted sexual release isn’t as enticing to me as it is to Raph and Mikey, but I’m not passing judgement on how much more satisfying it is to them.\n\n“What happened tonight, what you walked in on, was Raph attempting to show me how a sexual experience feels. He had the idea that he should return what he terms as the ‘favors’ I’ve done for him. I’m certain that it’s an intense experience and that I could be aroused if he worked at it, but I was about to tell him that it’s not necessary that he reciprocate.”\n\n“It shouldn’t be necessary for it to continue at all,” Leo said.\n\n“How about ya’ butt out?” Raph snapped. “This is all your fault to start with. You’re the one that hauled us into an ambush . . . .”\n\n“No!” Don shouted, shoving hard against Raph and forcing his brother back a few steps. Eyes flashing, Don turned on him. “No, NO! You will not say that to him! That isn’t fair and it’s not accurate. He doesn’t need that stress.”\n\nAs mad as Raph was, he was also surprised. Don rarely raised his voice at any of them in anger, but from the way Don looked and sounded, he was furious.\n\nRaph’s palms came up in a placating gesture. “Okay, you’re right. I’m sorry I said that.”\n\nDon’s jaw clenched, his heart beating a quick tattoo inside his chest. He was seething at Raph for having gone too far. This should have been a simple discussion and it had gotten out of hand. The number one thing in Don’s mind since the ambush was that Leo wasn’t to be made to feel as though he was to blame and of course Raph had to throw that in his face.\n\n “I’m fine, Donny,” Leo said quietly, pulling his brother’s attention back to him. “Your explanation for how it started was plausible enough, and believe it or not, I can understand how the physician part of you would want to assist Raph. It even makes sense to help him masturbate so that he can sleep, but only that and only until he can manage on his own. Doing anything like that for Mikey goes beyond the realm of reasonable though.”\n\n“Why?” Mikey demanded. “How is it fair that Raph gets special treatment that I’m not allowed to get in on? Is it because he’ll throw a temper tantrum and start raging against anything that gets within a couple of feet of him, especially if that’s you? Did you ever think that maybe we both need more out of our existence?”\n\n“You talk as if I’m trying to deprive you of something that you should have,” Leo said, sounding exasperated. “I’m talking about your asking for sexual favors from your [i]brother[/i].”\n\n“Who you just excused for giving it up to Raph and blasted for doing the same for me,” Mikey argued. “I guess I know who gets the shaft around here, and not in a good way.”\n\nTurning, Mikey wrenched open the door and stormed out of the room. The door slammed against the wall from the force of his departure and bounced back hard enough to snap shut again.\n\nDon had never seen Mikey so angry. This apparently went deeper with his younger brother than Donatello had realized. Perhaps Mikey was being sincere when he’d said that in the past he’d thought about having sex with his brothers.\n\n“You’re such an ass Leo,” Raph growled harshly. “Ya’ might be the leader out in the field, but ya’ don’t get to lord it over us here at home. If ya’ once took off them fucking Bushido blinders you’re wearing, you’d see that we should be calling our own shots about what we are to each other. Maybe it’s just experimenting to Don, but it’s a hell of a lot more than that to me and Mikey.”\n\nHe didn’t wait for Leo to respond, instead pushing past Don and bypassing his brothers so that he could exit the infirmary.\n\nRaph hadn’t bothered to close the door behind him and Don could hear the sound of the television. If Master Splinter had gone to bed the TV would be off. Don wondered if the last few minutes with first Mikey and then Raph stomping off in a huff had drawn their father’s attention and just how he might address the situation.\n\nLeo stepped over to the door and carefully closed it. Without turning around, he said, “Do you see now how easily this type of thing can get away from you?”\n\n“If I said that for me, what I do for them is no different than making repairs to the van, would that help you understand?” Don asked.\n\n“Probably not,” Leo said, walking back towards his brother. “For one thing I wouldn’t believe it. I saw your face while you were scrubbing Raph’s spunk off of your hands. I’ve never seen you look repulsed at having a layer of grease covering your skin.”\n\n“It was the same for me the first few times I had to dip my hands into my brothers’ blood,” Don said. “After a while you can get used to anything you have to do.”\n\n“Who said you have to do this?” Leo asked. “You’re equating life or death with a sex act. It’s not the same.”\n\n“Maybe it is,” Don said. “We’re talking quality of life here, aren’t we? Raph and Mikey might be right when they point out that there’s too many things we’ll never experience. We’re sentient beings, Leo. There has to be more for us than just sleeping, eating, and fighting.”\n\nLeo nodded. “I’d be the last one to say we got handed a ticket to the fairness train bro’. Sometimes you have to live with what you get.”\n\n“And sometimes you have to punch your own ticket and jump trains,” Don replied. “That’s all Raph and Mikey want to do. They just want more and no one is getting hurt by that.”\n\nLeo stared at him for a moment and then sighed. “If you want to be their conductor, then it’s your choice.”\n\nSeeing the look on his brother’s face, Don felt a touch of panic. “Leo, please tell me that my helping them isn’t . . . doesn’t . . . .”\n\nHe bit off the sentence, not quite sure what he wanted to say. Leo frowned and asked, “What is it, Don? You can still tell me anything.”\n\nTaking a deep breath, Don said, “I’m worried that you’ll lose respect for me.”\n\nLeo’s expression eased and he set a hand on Don’s shoulder. “I would never do that. I’ll always respect you, Donny. Whatever your decisions are, I know they are going to be smart ones.”\n\nAn intense feeling of relief had tears stinging the corners of Don’s eyes. “Thanks, Leo.”\n\nHis brother headed back to the door, but paused with his hand on the knob. “Donny, you know that you have choices, right? You can always tell them no. Neither Raph nor Mikey is going to go over a cliff because you turned them down.”\n\nDon chuckled lightly. “I fully realize that. Good night, Leo.”\n\n\tGiving him a searching look, Leo said, “Good night, Donny.”\n\n\tAfter his brother left the room, Don walked back over to the exam table and shakily leaned against it. At the moment he had no idea where he stood with any of his brothers.\n\n\tWith an intense longing for a time machine, Don finally went up to bed. He only tossed and turned for a couple of hours before eventually falling into a fitful sleep.\n\n\tMikey did not make a single appearance the following day, not even for practice. When Master Splinter asked where he was, Leo told their father than Mikey wasn’t feeling well. He glanced at Don for confirmation as he said it and Don backed him up. It wasn’t a lie, it was just that what Mikey was ailing from couldn’t be fixed with medicine.\n\n\tBy late afternoon Don found his misgivings growing. Mikey wasn’t behaving as he normally did when piqued or in a mischievous mood. Under either of those conditions he would at least have been down to the kitchen for something to eat. Don began to wonder if Mikey was even in his room at all.\n\n\tAfter ascertaining that none of the rest of his family was where they could see him, Don stole upstairs and pressed his head to Mikey’s door. For a moment all he got was silence. He was just reaching for the doorknob when the faint sound of Mikey’s handheld gaming system reached him.\n\n\tOnly slightly relieved, Don backed away from the door and fled downstairs.\n\n\tLeo spent most of his day working with Master Splinter on perfecting some new moves his father had taught them. Raph was present and visible throughout the day, almost as if he meant to be seen by everyone. He was surly and uncommunicative though, punishing his punching bag with his one good hand and both legs.\n\n\tThe atmosphere left Don feeling out of sorts. Though he had plenty of projects he could tackle, he couldn’t stay focused on any of them. At one point he entered the dojo, meaning to talk to Raph, but the snarl his brother turned on him made Don think better of that idea.\n\n\tSince it was clear that making sure there was something for dinner was going to be left up to him, Don called in a pizza order. While he waited for it to be time to go and pick up the food, Don made some rice in the cooker, knowing his father would want that.\n\n\tPer their usual arrangement, Don found his boxes of food stacked neatly on a stairwell above the back door of a nearby pizza joint. He tucked some bills underneath the door and took the pizzas home.\n\n\tLeo and Master Splinter had set the table by the time Don returned. He placed the boxes in the center of the table and went to wash his hands while his father and brother helped themselves. While he was drying his hands, Raph strolled in and without looking at anyone, slapped some pizza onto a plate and left the kitchen.\n\n\tMaster Splinter glanced quizzically at Leo. “Perhaps Michelangelo’s illness is catching?”\n\n\tThe sound of the television reached them and Don quickly said, “Kickboxing. You know how addicted Raph is to that stuff.”\n\n\t“It will be good when Raphael has full use of both of his hands. His attitude these last days have been mercurial at best,” Master Splinter observed.\n\n\t“I’m sure he would agree with you about that Father,” Leo said. “I know that I do.”\n\n\tHe didn’t look at Don as he said it, but the genius knew that statement was partially aimed at him.\n\n\t“I should take some pizza up to Mikey,” Don said, placing several slices on a plate.\n\n\t“Mightn’t it be better if he came down to get his own food?” Leo asked meaningfully.\n\n\tDon knew this was Leo’s way of saying that they shouldn’t reward Mikey for pouting. That wasn’t how Don read his brother’s behavior though; Mikey always made sure that his family could see him pout. Absenting himself was unusual and worrisome.\n\n\t“He may not feel well enough,” Don said. “If he can eat then he should. I won’t be but a couple of minutes.”\n\n\tThat last was to assure Leo that he wouldn’t be with Mikey long enough for his brother to talk him into anything, if that was part of Leo’s concern. He left the kitchen before Leo could offer any other objections.\n\n\tDon could feel Raph’s eyes on him as he ascended the stairs. At Mikey’s door, Don tapped on it a couple of times and then said, “Hey Mikey, I brought you some pizza.”\n\n\tHe waited, listening for the sounds of Mikey’s approach. Hearing nothing and receiving no response, Don tried again. “Mikey, you need to eat.”\n\n\tFor a moment he thought that Mikey would continue to ignore him. Just when he was about to call out once more, Mikey said, “Not hungry.”\n\n\t“You haven’t eaten anything all day,” Don said. “Come on, Mikey. It’s your favorite, pizza topped with everything.”\n\n\tThe quip was supposed to sound light hearted and tempting but it garnered no reaction. After standing at his brother’s door for several minutes, Don began to feel foolish. He was tempted to simply barge into Mikey’s room, but with Raph watching, Don knew that was a bad idea.\n\n\t“Okay, I’ll just put the plate down here in front of your door,” Don said. “Please try to eat.”\n\n\tSetting the plate on the floor, Don went back downstairs. He avoided glancing in Raph’s direction as he made his way to the kitchen to eat his own dinner. Leo didn’t ask about Mikey when Don entered, probably guessing what had happened, and Don didn’t offer explanations.\n\n\tAll around it was an awkward situation. His stomach in knots, Don couldn’t eat much, managing a little rice and one slice of pizza. For once there was quite a bit of leftover food and the boxes went into the refrigerator.\n\n\tSeveral hours later Don came out of his lab to find that his family had all gone to bed. It had been a rough day and Don was tired, so he trudged slowly up the stairs intending to go directly to his room.\n\n\tThe first thing he noticed when he reached the top landing was that the plate of pizza still sat in front of Mikey’s door. He couldn’t leave it there, it wouldn’t take long for pests to discover the food.\n\n\tAs he picked up the plate, Don could hear faint sounds coming from Mikey’s room. Annoyed that his brother was still sitting up while food went bad outside his door, Don grasped the knob and entered without knocking.\n\n\tMikey sat on the end of his bed, a book in his hands. He looked up, startled at Don’s sudden entrance, but rather than indignation, he simply appeared sad.\n\n\t“I told you I don’t want that,” Mikey said.\n\n\tDon had never seen Mikey look so forlorn and was immediately worried. Crossing the room, he put the plate on Mikey’s nightstand and sat down next to his brother.\n\n\tNot sure exactly how to go about learning what was wrong, Don instead asked, “What are you reading?”\n\n\tMikey shrugged. “Poems. This book was in a box of comics that April dropped off a while ago. These sort of fit my mood.”\n\n\tGlancing at the cover before Mikey dropped the book next to the bed, Don saw that it contained poems of love and longing. With his head still turned, Mikey stripped off his mask and tossed it across the bed, but not before Don spotted the darkened stains around the eye holes.\n\n\tFeeling as though his heart might burst, Don said, “Oh Mikey, I’m so sorry for everything that’s happened.”\n\n\t“I’m not,” Mikey said in a low voice, keeping his head down. “At least I got to experience something. It might not be everything I could hope for, but I guess it’s better than nothing.”\n\n\t“I wish I could fulfill all of your dreams, but I just can’t give you that,” Don told him.\n\n\t“I know,” Mikey said, reaching over to touch Don’s thigh lightly before pulling his hand back. “It just sucks, you know? We’re never gonna have that with anyone. We’ll never be as close to anyone as we are with each other. Life’s not fair.”\n\n\tDon had never realized how desperately any of his brothers might want to love someone, least of all Mikey who always seemed content with his lot in life. Hearing his youngest brother talk this way was painful.\n\n\t“Look, I’ve already tried something with Raph so it won’t hurt to give you this too,” Don said.\n\n\tOut of curiosity, Mikey turned his head and Don leaned over to kiss him. As soon as their mouths melded together, Don parted his lips and deepened the kiss.\n\n\tHe only meant for it to last a couple of seconds, but as his tongue danced against Mikey’s, his brother moaned and wrapped one arm around Don’s carapace, placing the other on his shoulder. Mikey’s tongue stroked his, dipping deep into Don’s mouth as he gripped his brother tightly.\n\n\tThe sounds Mikey was making were heady and erotic and Don could tell his brother was losing himself in the kiss. Very carefully Don eased his way back, breaking the kiss finally, though Mikey wouldn’t let him go.\n\n\tMikey was panting as he stared at Don’s mouth and then up into his eyes. “Oh Gods, please Donny, please. Please.”\n\n\tIt wasn’t hard to tell that Mikey was completely turned on and nearly desperate. Don hadn’t meant to get him so worked up, but Mikey was already squirming on the bed, clearly trying to contain an erection.\n\n\t“Mikey, I don’t think we should go too far,” Don whispered, trying to discourage his brother.\n\n\t“Just a little more, please,” Mikey husked, pressing into Don. “I need this, I need to feel this at least once in my life.”\n\n\tLeaning in, Mikey placed a kiss to the corner of Don’s mouth, whispering, “Please, please,” over and over again. The words carried with them a beseeching quality that cut to Don’s core.\n\n\tMikey continued to kiss Don’s mouth, moving to his cheek, his jawline, and his neck as he slowly pushed Don back. Unable to resist Mikey’s pleading and the way he was caressing his body, the genius allowed himself to be maneuvered onto his carapace.\n\n\tSprawled out on Mikey’s bed, Don closed his eyes as Mikey plied his mouth with another deep kiss. He felt Mikey’s hand work the knot in his belt and then push the two sections aside before sliding down Don’s plastron to where his cock was hidden.\n\n\tRubbing at the soft cartilage, Mikey groaned into Don’s mouth, verbally encouraging him to respond. It was hard to ignore the friction, harder still when Mikey’s hand left that part of his body and captured his tail. Rolling the tip of that sensitive appendage between his fingers, Mikey’s mouth left Don’s and traveled down his center front line until his lips were between Don’s legs.\n\n\tThe heat from Mikey’s tongue made Donatello gasp and then his cock tumbled into the open. Mikey’s hand was on it in an instant, fondling and squeezing the flesh until the shaft completely hardened.\n\n\tDon’s eyes opened when he felt Mikey move again. Without relinquishing his grip on Don’s penis, Mikey swiftly straddled his brother’s thighs, his own cock on full display.\n\n\tBlushing furiously, Don could only watch as Mikey lowered his body until his dick came into contact with Don’s. His churr was completely involuntary and Mikey responded as he wrapped his hand around both of their shafts, pressing them together.\n\n\tWith slow, precise movements, Mikey began to stroke their cocks in unison. His eyes and seemingly his entire focus was on what he was doing, his breathing heavy. Mikey leaned on one arm as he worked, balancing himself above Don, whose own chest heaved at the thrilling mixture of feelings.\n\n\tGrunting, Mikey’s hand began to speed up, his grip more forceful. Despite himself, Don’s hips lifted to encourage his brother, the heat in his groin starting to pool at the base of his cock.\n\n\tInexperienced, the overload to his system hit Don quickly. One moment he was teetering on the edge, the next he was crashing into climax. As he orgasmed, Don felt Mikey’s cock pulse and throb against his, and then with a low, keening cry, Mikey came.\n\n\t“Oh good, so good,” Mikey crooned as he continued to pump their joined cocks, milking both of the very last dregs of ejaculate.\n\n\tDon’s breath huffed from his body, words beyond him as he shivered through his completion. Finally Mikey released his cock and crawled off of Don’s lap.\n\n\tKneeling next to his brother, Mikey softly said, “Move up.”\n\n\tDigging a heel into the mattress, Don pushed his entire body up onto the bed. Mikey caught hold of the blanket and flipped it up over both of them as he settled onto his side next to Don, completely ignoring the mess they’d made.\n\n\tDraping an arm across Don’s chest, Mikey closed his eyes, a contented look on his face. Too tired to move, Don ignored the tiny voice in his head telling him he shouldn’t stay. If he’d gone this far with Mikey, he might as well sleep next to him.\n\nTBC……………\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tRaph’s glower was evident as he released Donatello and spun to confront Leo.  Sensing an impending fight, Don rolled off of the exam table and hastily stepped between the pair.

\t“It’s okay, Leo.  It’s all right,” Don insisted, pressing his hand against Raph’s chest while looking towards his oldest brother.  “We were just about to stop.  Raph only wanted to show me something.  It was completely harmless.”

\t“Like it’s any business of yours,” Raph said gruffly, staring angrily at Leo.

\tLeo’s eyes darted down to Don’s legs, obviously noticing the bruising left by Raph’s teeth.  “What could he have wanted to show you that included his mouth between your legs?” Leo asked, his tone sharp.

\tBefore Don was obliged to come up with an answer to that question, the door suddenly opened again and Michelangelo popped into the room.

\t“Sorry bro’, I tried to keep him occupied,” Mikey said, looking directly at Raph.

\tDon gaped at his younger brother, barely able to comprehend the fact that Mikey’s words seemed to indicate that there had been in collusion between his two brothers in setting up this attempt at seduction.

\tThough Don wasn’t able to react quickly to that revelation, Leo was.  “Were you in on this, Michelangelo?  Do you even know what Raph has been forcing Don to do?”

\t“I ain’t been forcing him to do anything,” Raph snapped.  “What the hell do you know about it anyway?”

\t“I told him,” Don said hurriedly.  “He saw me coming out of your room, Raph.  The . . . scent gave it away and I had to explain that I’d been helping you relax.”

\t“Don gave us this of his own free will,” Mikey said.  “Tell him, Donny.”

\t“Us?”  Leo stared at Mikey, his expression grim.

\t“I wanted to know what it was like too,” Mikey said.  “If he could do that for Raph there wasn’t any reason he couldn’t do it for me.”

\tLeo turned his stare back on Don, looking him fully in the face.  It was hard meeting Leo’s steely gaze, but Don did not want to appear ashamed of his actions.

\t“This is exactly what I meant when I told you that there was a possibility this sex proxy thing could spiral out of control,” Leo said.  “You couldn’t turn Raph away and now Mikey has used that to take advantage of you.”

\tDon’s hand was still pressed to Raph’s chest and he felt the reverberation of his brother’s growl just before Raph started forward.  Straightening his arm, Don pushed against Raph to make it clear to him that Don would interfere with his attempts to turn this into a physical confrontation.

\t“Leo,” Don said, keeping a corner of his eye on Raph, “I told you then that I was dealing with the situation.  I still am.  No one is taking advantage of me.  What I did for Raph that first night led to a natural curiosity on his part.  All I’m doing is assuaging that curiosity.  That same thing applies to Mikey.  There’s no reason for any of this to turn into a full blown dispute.”

\t“I only wanted to know what it’d be like to be touched by somebody else Leo,” Mikey said.  “It’s not as though we’re ever gonna have lovers.  Don gave Raph that experience and it only seemed fair that I got the same chance.  We share everything else.”

\t“What happens if Master Splinter finds out that you’ve suddenly decided to begin this type of sharing?” Leo asked.  “Do you think that exploiting your brother for . . . for sexual favors would meet with his approval?”

\t“He ain’t gonna find out and ya’ ain’t gonna tell him,” Raph stated firmly.  “This is between us.”

\t“If you’re trying to hide what you’re doing from Master Splinter, then you have to know it’s something he wouldn’t approve of,” Leo told him.

\t“No, we think it’s something he wouldn’t understand,” Mikey said.  “There’s a difference.”

\t“Point is he don’t have to know every damn thing we do,” Raph said.

\t“It could easily have been Sensei who walked in here to catch the two of you exploring each other,” Leo said indignantly.  “You’re letting your lust control your common sense.  I doubt very much that Don has told you that he’s okay with being used as a sex object.”

\t“Who said we were using him?” Raph asked.  “I’ve asked every time.  Ya’ heard him.  He told ya’ he ain’t been taken advantage of and it’s what Don feels that counts, not your moral outrage.”

\t“There’s a big distinction between actual consent and being manipulated into doing something,” Leo said hotly.  “Our relationship with each other has to have balance, we can’t afford any lingering resentments.  This is the sort of thing that can lead to misunderstandings, hurt feelings, and possible avoidance.”

\t“It could also lead to a real understanding of each other,” Mikey said. “Why should we fight our basic turtle nature just ‘cause we got mutated?  Why should we accept being lonely when we can easily satisfy each other’s needs?”

\t“That’s a good argument if everyone’s in agreement,” Leo told him.  “From what Don’s told me, he’s been giving Raph this physical attention because Raph is antsy and can’t sleep.  That doesn’t sound to me like Don enjoys playing sex games with you, it sounds like he’s performing these acts because you guys aren’t giving him a choice.”

\tDon did not like the tone of their conversation nor the way Raph seemed to be working himself into a temper.  He also worried that Leo, already feeling anxious over their situation with the Foot, would see this as a loss of control over his team.  Perhaps even an indictment of his ability to keep them together.

\t“No one is getting hurt here, Leo.  I’m certainly not,” Don said, keeping his tone level.  “If what we’ve done bothers you because you believe I have no say in what’s happening, then let me set your mind at ease.  They’ve both given me the option to stop.  I haven’t taken it because none of these acts mean anything to me.  They’re physical interactions that just so happen to make two of my brothers happy and relaxed.”

\t“Pardon me if that seems to stretch my credulity, Donatello.  After all these years I think I can read you pretty well,” Leo said.  “Are you willing to have this continue?  Do you want this?”

\t“I don’t know.  I don’t know what I want,” Don said, frustrated.  “I only know what my brothers seem to need.  If they need this, why shouldn’t I give them what I can?  Isn’t that my place?”

\t“You aren’t the arbiter of their happiness,” Leo countered.  “If you want this, Donny, you have to tell me so.  Otherwise I’m going to think you’ve been coerced.”

\tA small movement from Raph made Don glance in his direction and he saw golden eyes staring at him, sparking a challenge.  Don knew he could put a stop to this whole thing with Raph and Mikey by telling Leo he wasn’t comfortable with any of it.  He also knew that once he did, Leo would be aggressive in the way he handled both of the brightly banded turtles.

\tThat would play none too well with Raph, and probably not with Mikey either.  Mikey would stomp around, pout, and begin to play pranks as payback.  Raph’s retribution at Leo’s interference would be much more direct and dangerous.

\tThen there was Don’s ego as well.  He didn’t want to be known as the brother who couldn’t deal with his own problems.  It was bad enough that Raph always felt the need to watch his shell when they were in a battle, he didn’t want the same thing happening at home.  If he allowed Leo to step in, Don would never live it down.  His brothers wouldn’t let him.

\tIt broke down very simply; if Don said ‘yes’ he wanted this, then Raph and Mikey would think he’d given them a green light, but if he said ‘no’ then Leo would think he couldn’t handle his own business.

\t“Every time I ask you about this situation you grow tense,” Leo said, noting Don’s hesitation in answering his question.  “That is not the reaction of someone who is at peace with what he’s doing.”

\t“Maybe it’s having to continuously justify my actions that’s making me tense,” Don said, formulating an answer that he hoped wouldn’t be seen as complete surrender.  “I’ll grant that this type of assisted sexual release isn’t as enticing to me as it is to Raph and Mikey, but I’m not passing judgement on how much more satisfying it is to them.

“What happened tonight, what you walked in on, was Raph attempting to show me how a sexual experience feels.  He had the idea that he should return what he terms as the ‘favors’ I’ve done for him.  I’m certain that it’s an intense experience and that I could be aroused if he worked at it, but I was about to tell him that it’s not necessary that he reciprocate.”

“It shouldn’t be necessary for it to continue at all,” Leo said.

“How about ya’ butt out?” Raph snapped.  “This is all your fault to start with.  You’re the one that hauled us into an ambush . . . .”

“No!” Don shouted, shoving hard against Raph and forcing his brother back a few steps.  Eyes flashing, Don turned on him.  “No, NO!  You will not say that to him!  That isn’t fair and it’s not accurate.  He doesn’t need that stress.”

As mad as Raph was, he was also surprised.  Don rarely raised his voice at any of them in anger, but from the way Don looked and sounded, he was furious.

Raph’s palms came up in a placating gesture.  “Okay, you’re right.  I’m sorry I said that.”

Don’s jaw clenched, his heart beating a quick tattoo inside his chest.  He was seething at Raph for having gone too far.  This should have been a simple discussion and it had gotten out of hand.  The number one thing in Don’s mind since the ambush was that Leo wasn’t to be made to feel as though he was to blame and of course Raph had to throw that in his face.

  “I’m fine, Donny,” Leo said quietly, pulling his brother’s attention back to him.  “Your explanation for how it started was plausible enough, and believe it or not, I can understand how the physician part of you would want to assist Raph.  It even makes sense to help him masturbate so that he can sleep, but only that and only until he can manage on his own.  Doing anything like that for Mikey goes beyond the realm of reasonable though.”

“Why?” Mikey demanded.  “How is it fair that Raph gets special treatment that I’m not allowed to get in on?  Is it because he’ll throw a temper tantrum and start raging against anything that gets within a couple of feet of him, especially if that’s you?  Did you ever think that maybe we both need more out of our existence?”

“You talk as if I’m trying to deprive you of something that you should have,” Leo said, sounding exasperated.  “I’m talking about your asking for sexual favors from your brother.”

“Who you just excused for giving it up to Raph and blasted for doing the same for me,” Mikey argued.  “I guess I know who gets the shaft around here, and not in a good way.”

Turning, Mikey wrenched open the door and stormed out of the room.  The door slammed against the wall from the force of his departure and bounced back hard enough to snap shut again.

Don had never seen Mikey so angry.  This apparently went deeper with his younger brother than Donatello had realized.  Perhaps Mikey was being sincere when he’d said that in the past he’d thought about having sex with his brothers.

“You’re such an ass Leo,” Raph growled harshly.  “Ya’ might be the leader out in the field, but ya’ don’t get to lord it over us here at home.  If ya’ once took off them fucking Bushido blinders you’re wearing, you’d see that we should be calling our own shots about what we are to each other.  Maybe it’s just experimenting to Don, but it’s a hell of a lot more than that to me and Mikey.”

He didn’t wait for Leo to respond, instead pushing past Don and bypassing his brothers so that he could exit the infirmary.

Raph hadn’t bothered to close the door behind him and Don could hear the sound of the television.  If Master Splinter had gone to bed the TV would be off.  Don wondered if the last few minutes with first Mikey and then Raph stomping off in a huff had drawn their father’s attention and just how he might address the situation.

Leo stepped over to the door and carefully closed it.  Without turning around, he said, “Do you see now how easily this type of thing can get away from you?”

“If I said that for me, what I do for them is no different than making repairs to the van, would that help you understand?” Don asked.

“Probably not,” Leo said, walking back towards his brother.  “For one thing I wouldn’t believe it.  I saw your face while you were scrubbing Raph’s spunk off of your hands.  I’ve never seen you look repulsed at having a layer of grease covering your skin.”

“It was the same for me the first few times I had to dip my hands into my brothers’ blood,” Don said.  “After a while you can get used to anything you have to do.”

“Who said you have to do this?” Leo asked.  “You’re equating life or death with a sex act.  It’s not the same.”

“Maybe it is,” Don said.  “We’re talking quality of life here, aren’t we?  Raph and Mikey might be right when they point out that there’s too many things we’ll never experience.  We’re sentient beings, Leo.  There has to be more for us than just sleeping, eating, and fighting.”

Leo nodded.  “I’d be the last one to say we got handed a ticket to the fairness train bro’.  Sometimes you have to live with what you get.”

“And sometimes you have to punch your own ticket and jump trains,” Don replied.  “That’s all Raph and Mikey want to do.  They just want more and no one is getting hurt by that.”

Leo stared at him for a moment and then sighed.  “If you want to be their conductor, then it’s your choice.”

Seeing the look on his brother’s face, Don felt a touch of panic.  “Leo, please tell me that my helping them isn’t . . . doesn’t . . . .”

He bit off the sentence, not quite sure what he wanted to say.  Leo frowned and asked, “What is it, Don?  You can still tell me anything.”

Taking a deep breath, Don said, “I’m worried that you’ll lose respect for me.”

Leo’s expression eased and he set a hand on Don’s shoulder.  “I would never do that.  I’ll always respect you, Donny.  Whatever your decisions are, I know they are going to be smart ones.”

An intense feeling of relief had tears stinging the corners of Don’s eyes.  “Thanks, Leo.”

His brother headed back to the door, but paused with his hand on the knob.  “Donny, you know that you have choices, right?  You can always tell them no.  Neither Raph nor Mikey is going to go over a cliff because you turned them down.”

Don chuckled lightly.  “I fully realize that.  Good night, Leo.”

\tGiving him a searching look, Leo said, “Good night, Donny.”

\tAfter his brother left the room, Don walked back over to the exam table and shakily leaned against it.  At the moment he had no idea where he stood with any of his brothers.

\tWith an intense longing for a time machine, Don finally went up to bed.  He only tossed and turned for a couple of hours before eventually falling into a fitful sleep.

\tMikey did not make a single appearance the following day, not even for practice.  When Master Splinter asked where he was, Leo told their father than Mikey wasn’t feeling well.  He glanced at Don for confirmation as he said it and Don backed him up.  It wasn’t a lie, it was just that what Mikey was ailing from couldn’t be fixed with medicine.

\tBy late afternoon Don found his misgivings growing.  Mikey wasn’t behaving as he normally did when piqued or in a mischievous mood.  Under either of those conditions he would at least have been down to the kitchen for something to eat.  Don began to wonder if Mikey was even in his room at all.

\tAfter ascertaining that none of the rest of his family was where they could see him, Don stole upstairs and pressed his head to Mikey’s door.  For a moment all he got was silence.  He was just reaching for the doorknob when the faint sound of Mikey’s handheld gaming system reached him.

\tOnly slightly relieved, Don backed away from the door and fled downstairs.

\tLeo spent most of his day working with Master Splinter on perfecting some new moves his father had taught them.  Raph was present and visible throughout the day, almost as if he meant to be seen by everyone.  He was surly and uncommunicative though, punishing his punching bag with his one good hand and both legs.

\tThe atmosphere left Don feeling out of sorts.  Though he had plenty of projects he could tackle, he couldn’t stay focused on any of them.  At one point he entered the dojo, meaning to talk to Raph, but the snarl his brother turned on him made Don think better of that idea.

\tSince it was clear that making sure there was something for dinner was going to be left up to him, Don called in a pizza order.  While he waited for it to be time to go and pick up the food, Don made some rice in the cooker, knowing his father would want that.

\tPer their usual arrangement, Don found his boxes of food stacked neatly on a stairwell above the back door of a nearby pizza joint.  He tucked some bills underneath the door and took the pizzas home.

\tLeo and Master Splinter had set the table by the time Don returned.  He placed the boxes in the center of the table and went to wash his hands while his father and brother helped themselves.  While he was drying his hands, Raph strolled in and without looking at anyone, slapped some pizza onto a plate and left the kitchen.

\tMaster Splinter glanced quizzically at Leo.  “Perhaps Michelangelo’s illness is catching?”

\tThe sound of the television reached them and Don quickly said, “Kickboxing.  You know how addicted Raph is to that stuff.”

\t“It will be good when Raphael has full use of both of his hands.  His attitude these last days have been mercurial at best,” Master Splinter observed.

\t“I’m sure he would agree with you about that Father,” Leo said.  “I know that I do.”

\tHe didn’t look at Don as he said it, but the genius knew that statement was partially aimed at him.

\t“I should take some pizza up to Mikey,” Don said, placing several slices on a plate.

\t“Mightn’t it be better if he came down to get his own food?” Leo asked meaningfully.

\tDon knew this was Leo’s way of saying that they shouldn’t reward Mikey for pouting.  That wasn’t how Don read his brother’s behavior though; Mikey always made sure that his family could see him pout.  Absenting himself was unusual and worrisome.

\t“He may not feel well enough,” Don said.  “If he can eat then he should.  I won’t be but a couple of minutes.”

\tThat last was to assure Leo that he wouldn’t be with Mikey long enough for his brother to talk him into anything, if that was part of Leo’s concern.  He left the kitchen before Leo could offer any other objections.

\tDon could feel Raph’s eyes on him as he ascended the stairs.  At Mikey’s door, Don tapped on it a couple of times and then said, “Hey Mikey, I brought you some pizza.”

\tHe waited, listening for the sounds of Mikey’s approach.  Hearing nothing and receiving no response, Don tried again.  “Mikey, you need to eat.”

\tFor a moment he thought that Mikey would continue to ignore him.  Just when he was about to call out once more, Mikey said, “Not hungry.”

\t“You haven’t eaten anything all day,” Don said.  “Come on, Mikey.  It’s your favorite, pizza topped with everything.”

\tThe quip was supposed to sound light hearted and tempting but it garnered no reaction.  After standing at his brother’s door for several minutes, Don began to feel foolish.  He was tempted to simply barge into Mikey’s room, but with Raph watching, Don knew that was a bad idea.

\t“Okay, I’ll just put the plate down here in front of your door,” Don said.  “Please try to eat.”

\tSetting the plate on the floor, Don went back downstairs.  He avoided glancing in Raph’s direction as he made his way to the kitchen to eat his own dinner.  Leo didn’t ask about Mikey when Don entered, probably guessing what had happened, and Don didn’t offer explanations.

\tAll around it was an awkward situation.  His stomach in knots, Don couldn’t eat much, managing a little rice and one slice of pizza.  For once there was quite a bit of leftover food and the boxes went into the refrigerator.

\tSeveral hours later Don came out of his lab to find that his family had all gone to bed.  It had been a rough day and Don was tired, so he trudged slowly up the stairs intending to go directly to his room.

\tThe first thing he noticed when he reached the top landing was that the plate of pizza still sat in front of Mikey’s door.  He couldn’t leave it there, it wouldn’t take long for pests to discover the food.

\tAs he picked up the plate, Don could hear faint sounds coming from Mikey’s room.  Annoyed that his brother was still sitting up while food went bad outside his door, Don grasped the knob and entered without knocking.

\tMikey sat on the end of his bed, a book in his hands.  He looked up, startled at Don’s sudden entrance, but rather than indignation, he simply appeared sad.

\t“I told you I don’t want that,” Mikey said.

\tDon had never seen Mikey look so forlorn and was immediately worried.  Crossing the room, he put the plate on Mikey’s nightstand and sat down next to his brother.

\tNot sure exactly how to go about learning what was wrong, Don instead asked, “What are you reading?”

\tMikey shrugged.  “Poems.  This book was in a box of comics that April dropped off a while ago.  These sort of fit my mood.”

\tGlancing at the cover before Mikey dropped the book next to the bed, Don saw that it contained poems of love and longing.  With his head still turned, Mikey stripped off his mask and tossed it across the bed, but not before Don spotted the darkened stains around the eye holes.

\tFeeling as though his heart might burst, Don said, “Oh Mikey, I’m so sorry for everything that’s happened.”

\t“I’m not,” Mikey said in a low voice, keeping his head down.  “At least I got to experience something.  It might not be everything I could hope for, but I guess it’s better than nothing.”

\t“I wish I could fulfill all of your dreams, but I just can’t give you that,” Don told him.

\t“I know,” Mikey said, reaching over to touch Don’s thigh lightly before pulling his hand back.  “It just sucks, you know?  We’re never gonna have that with anyone.  We’ll never be as close to anyone as we are with each other.  Life’s not fair.”

\tDon had never realized how desperately any of his brothers might want to love someone, least of all Mikey who always seemed content with his lot in life.  Hearing his youngest brother talk this way was painful.

\t“Look, I’ve already tried something with Raph so it won’t hurt to give you this too,” Don said.

\tOut of curiosity, Mikey turned his head and Don leaned over to kiss him.  As soon as their mouths melded together, Don parted his lips and deepened the kiss.

\tHe only meant for it to last a couple of seconds, but as his tongue danced against Mikey’s, his brother moaned and wrapped one arm around Don’s carapace, placing the other on his shoulder.  Mikey’s tongue stroked his, dipping deep into Don’s mouth as he gripped his brother tightly.

\tThe sounds Mikey was making were heady and erotic and Don could tell his brother was losing himself in the kiss.  Very carefully Don eased his way back, breaking the kiss finally, though Mikey wouldn’t let him go.

\tMikey was panting as he stared at Don’s mouth and then up into his eyes.  “Oh Gods, please Donny, please.  Please.”

\tIt wasn’t hard to tell that Mikey was completely turned on and nearly desperate.  Don hadn’t meant to get him so worked up, but Mikey was already squirming on the bed, clearly trying to contain an erection.

\t“Mikey, I don’t think we should go too far,” Don whispered, trying to discourage his brother.

\t“Just a little more, please,” Mikey husked, pressing into Don.  “I need this, I need to feel this at least once in my life.”

\tLeaning in, Mikey placed a kiss to the corner of Don’s mouth, whispering, “Please, please,” over and over again.  The words carried with them a beseeching quality that cut to Don’s core.

\tMikey continued to kiss Don’s mouth, moving to his cheek, his jawline, and his neck as he slowly pushed Don back.  Unable to resist Mikey’s pleading and the way he was caressing his body, the genius allowed himself to be maneuvered onto his carapace.

\tSprawled out on Mikey’s bed, Don closed his eyes as Mikey plied his mouth with another deep kiss.  He felt Mikey’s hand work the knot in his belt and then push the two sections aside before sliding down Don’s plastron to where his cock was hidden.

\tRubbing at the soft cartilage, Mikey groaned into Don’s mouth, verbally encouraging him to respond.  It was hard to ignore the friction, harder still when Mikey’s hand left that part of his body and captured his tail.  Rolling the tip of that sensitive appendage between his fingers, Mikey’s mouth left Don’s and traveled down his center front line until his lips were between Don’s legs.

\tThe heat from Mikey’s tongue made Donatello gasp and then his cock tumbled into the open.  Mikey’s hand was on it in an instant, fondling and squeezing the flesh until the shaft completely hardened.

\tDon’s eyes opened when he felt Mikey move again.  Without relinquishing his grip on Don’s penis, Mikey swiftly straddled his brother’s thighs, his own cock on full display.

\tBlushing furiously, Don could only watch as Mikey lowered his body until his dick came into contact with Don’s.  His churr was completely involuntary and Mikey responded as he wrapped his hand around both of their shafts, pressing them together.

\tWith slow, precise movements, Mikey began to stroke their cocks in unison.  His eyes and seemingly his entire focus was on what he was doing, his breathing heavy.  Mikey leaned on one arm as he worked, balancing himself above Don, whose own chest heaved at the thrilling mixture of feelings.

\tGrunting, Mikey’s hand began to speed up, his grip more forceful.  Despite himself, Don’s hips lifted to encourage his brother, the heat in his groin starting to pool at the base of his cock.

\tInexperienced, the overload to his system hit Don quickly.  One moment he was teetering on the edge, the next he was crashing into climax.  As he orgasmed, Don felt Mikey’s cock pulse and throb against his, and then with a low, keening cry, Mikey came.

\t“Oh good, so good,” Mikey crooned as he continued to pump their joined cocks, milking both of the very last dregs of ejaculate.

\tDon’s breath huffed from his body, words beyond him as he shivered through his completion.  Finally Mikey released his cock and crawled off of Don’s lap.

\tKneeling next to his brother, Mikey softly said, “Move up.”

\tDigging a heel into the mattress, Don pushed his entire body up onto the bed.  Mikey caught hold of the blanket and flipped it up over both of them as he settled onto his side next to Don, completely ignoring the mess they’d made.

\tDraping an arm across Don’s chest, Mikey closed his eyes, a contented look on his face.  Too tired to move, Don ignored the tiny voice in his head telling him he shouldn’t stay.  If he’d gone this far with Mikey, he might as well sleep next to him.

TBC……………

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