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Summary: Donatello experiences something that leaves a lasting and perhaps debilitating impression on him. His brothers help him in the only way they know how.
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", "writing": "\tDon lifted his head slowly, blinking to clear his blurry vision. He was aware of an intense discomfort in his arms and shoulders, and that something was biting into his ankles.\n\n\tWhen the fog from whatever he'd been given cleared a bit more, Don realized he was suspended in the center of a large white room. Wide leather cuffs were fastened to his wrists, which were in turn attached to chains looped over large hooks drilled into the ceiling.\n\n\tLooking down, Donatello saw that his ankles were similarly trapped and held in place by hooks connected to the floor. His arms and legs were splayed, given him the appearance of a giant `X'.\n\n\tBefore he had the opportunity to wonder how he'd gotten into this predicament, an all too familiar voice cut into his thoughts.\n\n\t``Are you comfortable, Donatello?''\n\n\t``Bishop?'' Don asked, squinting as the man appeared out of seemingly nowhere to walk towards him.\n\n\t``What an incredible sight you are,'' Bishop said, removing his glasses. He dropped them and they disappeared before hitting the floor. Next he removed his tie and jacket, tossing both into the air to likewise vanish.\n\n\t``How did I get here? Where am I?'' Don asked. The last thing he remembered was being at home with his brothers.\n\n\t``Did you really think I couldn't find you?'' Bishop responded. ``There is nowhere you can go to escape me, Donatello.''\n\n\t``I d . . . don't understand,'' Don stammered, watching as Bishop kicked off his shoes and then slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Slipping it from his shoulders, Bishop tossed it into the nothingness.\n\n\t``I want you,'' Bishop murmured, drawing close to Don. He wore nothing but his slacks now and he was in the process of unzipping them as his face came to within inches of the young turtle's. ``Whenever I want you, I will have you.''\n\n\tBishop's slacks hit the ground and vanished just as mysteriously as the rest of his clothes. Don felt something slick and warm slide along the inside of one thigh and knew it was Bishop's cock painting a wet trail of pre-cum on his skin.\n\n\t``Don't do th . . . that,'' Don said as sharply as he could manage.\n\n\t``You are in no position to tell me what I can or can't do,'' Bishop said with a laugh. Leaning in again, he whispered, ``I'm going to fuck you, Donatello. Yes?''\n\n\t``No!'' Don shouted, pulling against his restraints. They held firm.\n\n\tChuckling, Bishop circled around behind him and grasped Don's tail. ``Your no makes this rape. I'm going to rape you, Donatello. And you're going to enjoy it.''\n\n\tDon felt Bishop's cock press against the tight ring of muscle protecting his inner core. Bracing himself for the shock of being breached without any prep, Don was surprised when Bishop's penis slid painlessly into him.\n\n\t``Ahh,'' Bishop sighed as he buried himself in Don's ass. ``Surprise. I prepped you while you napped. This feels good, doesn't it?''\n\n\tHe pulled partway out and then snapped his hips forward, jolting Don. He thrust twice more before pausing to ask again, ``Doesn't it?''\n\n\tBishop's tone was demanding and Don knew he had to answer. The problem was, Bishop's thick cock deep inside his ass did feel good, but Don didn't want that pleasure.\n\n\t``No,'' Don said.\n\n\t``Liar.'' Bishop began to fuck him hard and fast, gripping the turtle's thighs tightly as he plowed into him.\n\n\tDespite Don's determination, when Bishop's cock began to hit his prostate, Don's own arousal bloomed with a force that the turtle couldn't ignore. Each stab to those ultra-sensitive nerves sent shock waves of titillation through his groin until Don's cock tumbled out of hiding.\n\n\tDon groaned as his cock expanded and began bouncing in response to the rocking force of Bishop's assault. Soon Don's dick was throbbing, his need for release growing as Bishop used his ass mercilessly.\n\n\tThe grip on one of Don's thighs lifted. Anticipating what was about to happen, Don glanced down in time to see a large, three fingered green hand grasp his dick.\n\n\t``Cum for me, Donny,'' Leonardo whispered against his brother's head.\n\n\tDon gasped, stunned and confused at the sudden change in assailants. He shuddered as Leo began to stroke his cock, the rhythm on his dick matching each of Leo's thrusts into his ass.\n\n\tSuddenly Bishop appeared in front of him. His dark eyes seemed to glitter as he watched Leonardo rape his brother. Bishop was still naked and he was masturbating, obviously pleased by the show.\n\n\t``Cum Donatello,'' Bishop urged.\n\n\t``We wanna see ya' cum, Donny,'' Raph said, stepping out of the whiteness to stand beside Bishop. His hand was working feverishly over his own large cock as he stared at his captive brother.\n\n\t``Cum,'' Leo ordered.\n\n\tDon obeyed. Crying out, he ejaculated into Leo's hand, his body shaking as Leo hilted his cock inside of his brother and came.\n\n\tBefore Don had completely emptied his load, both Bishop and Raph orgasmed as well, sending streams of cum onto Don's body, covering his entire groin and his legs in their combined jizz.\n\n\tA hand gripped Don's neck, forcing his head back. Bishop stood behind him, the tip of his dick just inside Don's ass.\n\n\t``Let's do that again,'' Bishop said.\n\n\tWith a jerk, Don woke from his dream. Warmth flooded his lower regions as he climaxed for a second time.\n\n\tBreathing heavily, Don's body began to relax. He felt as though he'd just run a marathon, his heart still pounding from his exertions in the dream world. Don's movements against the bed had brought out the irritation on his rump, reminding him of the spanking he'd received from Raph earlier in the evening.\n\n\tDon had not been too surprised that Raph was into the rough stuff, having already seen indications of that during their group sexual encounters. What had astonished Donatello was how much he'd enjoyed allowing Raph to fulfill that slightly sadistic kink of his.\n\n\tWhat was even better was how Raph had treated him afterwards. He'd never known that Raphael could have such a tender side to his nature. \n\nWhen they'd left the garage, Raph had helped Don into the bathroom so that they could both wash up after their encounter. Raph insisted on cleaning Don, doing so with the gentlest of touches. At dinner, Raph had tossed a pillow onto Don's chair, thus softening the sting as Don settled his weight onto his buttocks.\n\nNo one had asked about the pillow. Mikey and Leo seemed to know the reason for it, and Master Splinter had learned not to be curious about certain things his sons did. He was accepting of their liaisons; he just didn't want to hear, see, or become actively aware of that part of their lives.\n\nDon was practically asleep in his plate by the time the rest of his family had finished their meal. Raph's amused chuckle as he helped his genius brother out of his chair sounded both pleasant and a little cocky to Don's ears, but he didn't mind.\n\nRaph had put Don to bed and tucked him in. He'd pressed a kiss to Don's forehead, told him he loved him, and turned out the lights, leaving his brother to sleep peacefully through the night.\n\nDon would have done so if not for the exotic fantasies that continued to dance through his dreams.\n\nHe could not understand how he could have been so sexually satisfied by what Raph had done to him and still manage to be aroused by his dream. Or why he was having those dreams at all. Don felt especially ashamed that he sometimes fantasized about being raped by Bishop even when he was fully awake. He felt as though he shouldn't get off on the idea of being violated by that sociopath.\n\nHis brothers had been shocked by his revelation that Bishop came to him in his dreams but had seemingly accepted it, no doubt eased by Don's insistence that he couldn't help what he dreamed. He'd told Leo that Bishop sometimes featured in his waking fantasies, but hadn't made either Raph or Mikey aware of that.\n\nLeo had been too intent on helping Don understand his dreams to focus much on the Bishop aspect of those fantasies. Don wasn't sure how Raph or Mikey would take it once they learned the fantasies went beyond dreams into real life. Right now, all of them were too excited by the prospect of pursuing their own kinks to really analyze anything Donatello had said about his.\n\nThe endorphins that had been released into his system from his two orgasms proved too difficult to fight then and Don drifted back to sleep. His last conscious thought was that he'd worry about Bishop later.\n\nLater proved to arrive in a very short time. Don guessed he'd been out for maybe two hours when he woke again. It wasn't a dream that pulled him from slumber though; this time it was a restless inability to stay asleep.\n\nHe gave up trying and climbed out of bed. After a quick clean-up in the bathroom, Don went downstairs to the kitchen to brew coffee. Though Leo was usually the early riser in the family, it wasn't at all unusual for Don to be up before anyone, especially if his mind was buried in some specific project.\n\nDon didn't really have anything pressing going at the moment, but he meant to find something. He needed his work; needed things that kept his brain engaged. It was better than doing nothing and letting anxiety over his strange dreams get to him.\n\nSince he'd already started working on the Shell Sleds, Don decided his time would be best spent finishing that project. If they needed the Sleds, it wouldn't do for the parts to be spread out all over the garage.\n\nHe'd probably been at work for three hours when Leo entered the garage to check on him.\n\n``You need a hand with anything?'' Leo asked.\n\n``No.'' Don grunted as he worked a bolt loose. ``Practice is this afternoon, right?''\n\n``It is,'' Leo answered. ``Did you set your alarm?''\n\n``I won't be late,'' Don promised.\n\nThere was no further sound and Don assumed Leo had left. When he looked up a few minutes later, he found that Leo was still there and seemed to be studying him.\n\n``Something wrong?'' Don asked.\n\nLeo countered with a question of his own. ``Did you sleep last night?''\n\n``Some,'' Don said. ``I was in the middle of working on this when Raph and I . . . when . . . well, I was interrupted. It was on my mind when I woke up and I couldn't get back to sleep.''\n\n``How bad was it? With Raph I mean,'' Leo said, clearly concerned.\n\n``Not bad. I enjoyed it,'' Don told him. ``We know Raph likes things a little rough, but he didn't get carried away. He treated me very well afterwards, so you don't need to worry.''\n\n``I suppose I don't have grounds for concern considering how I behaved my first time alone with you,'' Leo said.\n\nDon set the engine part down on his work table and turned his full attention on his brother. ``We won't be doing any of that, Leonardo. No second guessing, no recriminations or feelings of guilt for enjoying each other. If I don't want to do something with one of you, if I don't like something in particular, I'm not going to martyr myself to the cause. I'll just say no. I expect the same from you guys as well.''\n\n``Agreed.'' Leo took in a lungful of air and released it. ``We probably don't need to spell that out for Raph and Mikey, but maybe we should anyway. Just to say that we've verbalized all the ground rules.''\n\n``They won't resent hearing it,'' Don assured him. ``As long as we all stay open with each other, there can't be any resentments. Are they still asleep?''\n\n``It's only six am,'' Leo said with a chuckle. ``They're still asleep.''\n\n``I guess that means you're about to head in to work with Master Splinter,'' Don said. ``I'll catch up with you guys later.''\n\nLeo turned towards the elevator. ``Try to remember to eat something,'' he called back to his brother before leaving the garage.\n\nDon found that admonition amusing. He would probably be eighty years old and still his brothers would be reminding him to eat and sleep. That was good though; better than good. Knowing that someone cared that much about his welfare and always would filled him with indescribable warmth.\n\nIt wasn't long after that before Don was muttering invectives directed towards his youngest brother. Don's socket set was nowhere to be found and since Mikey had borrowed it last, it was clear he hadn't bothered to put it back.\n\nCleaning his hands and arms quickly, Don took the elevator down to the lair and then the stairs up to Mikey's room. If his brother couldn't be courteous enough to return the things he'd borrowed, then Don wasn't going to worry about the early wake-up call or for barging directly into his brother's room.\n\nOpening the door without knocking, Don walked into Mikey's bedroom. ``Mikey, where is my . . . .''\n\nDon's voice caught in his throat. Sprawled on his carapace on Mikey's bed was Raphael and Mikey was clearly sucking him off.\n\n``Umf,'' Mikey grunted, face buried between Raph's legs, mouth too full to make a proper reply.\n\nBacking out immediately was clearly the proper thing to do, but Don couldn't quite communicate that to his feet. He remained frozen in place, fascinated by what he was seeing.\n\nRaph's expression in particular mesmerized him. Eyes closed tightly, Raph's mouth was slack, his chest heaving. He looked partly in pain and mostly so turned on that it made Don's toes curl. Raph's hands were wound in the sheets, his grip so fierce that it was a wonder he hadn't punched holes in the material. Every few seconds Raph would grunt and grind his head back against the pillow, his wide spread thighs quivering.\n\nDon hadn't realized he'd stopped breathing until the pain in his chest reminded him to inhale. His gasp made Mikey lift his head and glance at him with a smirk of satisfaction.\n\nWith Mikey's head out of the way, Don could see that there was some sort of red silicone ring wrapped around the base of Raph's cock. It gave off a faint hum that Don could just hear above Raph's harsh panting. There was also an object embedded inside Raph's rectum, this in a red color that matched the cock ring.\n\nWhatever Mikey had talked Raph into letting him do, it had clearly worked the large turtle into a sexual frenzy. Don had never seen Raph quite so compliant or so desperate.\n\nMikey's mouth sank down onto his brother's cock once more and Raph's loud groan made Don's feet finally move. He dashed out of the room and barely managed to close the door without slamming it. Considering what those two were doing, drawing attention to them wasn't a good idea.\n\nDon was fairly certain that Raph hadn't even been aware of his presence. Sounds from the dojo told him that Leo and Master Splinter were involved in their early morning training, for which Don was very thankful. At least there was no one about to see how flushed his skin was or that he was trying very hard to contain the beginnings of an erection.\n\nGetting through the remainder of that day was difficult. No matter how diligently he tried to focus on various tasks, including training, Don's brain kept drifting back to what he'd witnessed between his two brothers. He could not stop thinking about the erotic scene and wondering how Michelangelo had maneuvered Raphael into such a submissive position.\n\nThe more Don pondered that question, the more stimulated he became. The more he tried to hide that arousal, the more distracted he became.\n\nPractice was a test of Don's focus in more ways than one. Just when he'd start to slide into a concentrated routine, Don would notice Raph grimace after performing a certain move. The expression was fleeting and Don might have thought nothing of it, if he hadn't been privy to the scene in Mikey's bedroom that morning.\n\nIt was only a matter of time before his family noticed that Don was out of sorts. Mikey probably understood why, but he kept quiet. From the smug glances he periodically tossed in Don's direction though, it was clear he was pretty pleased with himself.\n\nThe looks Don received from Leo, Raph, and Master Splinter were entirely different. After spending the afternoon and evening trying to ignore their concerned and questioning expressions, Don bowed out of watching an after dinner movie in favor of going to bed. He explained that he'd gotten up too early and that fatigue was catching up to him.\n\nLeo appeared quite satisfied with Don's decision, taking him at his word. Raph had already called dibs on a soft spot on the couch and didn't do more than wave in his brother's direction as Don headed up to bed. Mikey was talking to Master Splinter and neither paid Don much attention after bidding him a good-night.\n\nBefore entering his room, Don took a quick look down at his assembled family and discovered that Mikey was peering up at him. When their eyes met, Mikey winked.\n\nNever in Don's life would he have considered the lowering and raising of a single eyelid to be so provocative. He kept visualizing a repeat of that wink as he prepared for bed, it stayed in his mind's eye as he turned out the lights, and lingered in his head as he fell asleep.\n\nDon woke a very short time later. He knew he'd been dreaming of something erotic because his dick was semi-hard and he was extremely horny.\n\nIt would be easy to allow a fantasy to possess him and then masturbate as his imagination unfolded, but Don's thoughts had turned to Michelangelo almost immediately. Curiosity had always been a large part of Donatello's character and it was getting the better of him now. He had to know what Mikey had done to get Raph on his shell; until he did, Don would always be in a perpetual state of arousal.\n\nRising from his bed, Don left his room and walked silently to Mikey's. Listening outside his brother's closed door, Don could just hear the faint sounds of soft music and nothing else.\n\nDon tapped on the door with one finger. A second later, Mikey said, ``Come in.''\n\nAccepting the invitation, Don entered the room and closed the door behind him. Mikey lay stomach down on his bed, a comic book open in front of him, legs up and kicking at the empty air.\n\nLooking up at the genius, Mikey smiled invitingly.\n\n``I . . . was thinking . . . um, I woke up and . . . .'' Don stammered, unsure how to make his request.\n\n``I wondered how long it would take before you came to me,'' Mike said. Closing the comic and tossing it onto his nightstand, Mike pushed himself upright and swung his legs around so he could stand. Holding a hand out, he added, ``Come here.''\n\nDon didn't hesitate to do as told, taking Mike's hand and allowing himself to be turned and pushed into a seated position on the edge of the bed. That Mike appeared to know that Don would not only seek him out but also what he'd want from his younger brother was a bit of a shock. Under any other circumstances, Don would have asked questions, but at the moment he was too needy to care.\n\nMike kneeled in front of him and pushed Don's legs apart. Scooting closer, Mike pressed a hand against Don's hidden cock, rubbing small circles over the spot as he leaned in to kiss his brother's plastron.\n\nIt didn't take much of that before Don's penis began to show itself. With his free hand, Mike reached up to cup the back of Don's neck and pull him down into a kiss.\n\nMike's tongue wound its way into Don's mouth, licking at and curling around Don's tongue so provocatively that the genius hardened quickly. As soon as Don's cock slipped free, Mike wrapped his hand around it.\n\nRather than stroking Don's cock, Mike merely maintained a firm grasp on the shaft. His entire focus seemed to be on the kiss he shared with his brother and Don had to admit that it was one of the most stimulating kisses he'd ever experienced.\n\nWhen their mouths separated, Mike's hovered within an inch of Don's as he asked, ``You want to know what I did to Raph, don't you?''\n\nDon nodded, his response coming through in a lustful moan. ``Y~es.''\n\n``I've got toys,'' Mike whispering, flicking his tongue against Don's lower lip.\n\nIt took a moment for Don's addled brain to understand that he meant sex toys. Mike had used them on Raph.\n\n``Red,'' Don said, churring as Mike squeezed his cock.\n\n``Red for Raph,'' Mike acknowledged, his voice husky. ``He liked them. How about you, Donny?''\n\nSwallowing thickly, Don nodded again.\n\n``Words,'' Mike said in a more commanding tone.\n\n``Yes,'' Don said with a groan.\n\n``You have to do just what I tell you. Agreed?'' Mike asked, loosening and then tightening his grip on Don's cock.\n\n``Y~es!'' Don yelped, feeling desperate.\n\n``That's a good, Donny. I want you to lie back in the center of the bed with your legs spread and your hands above your head,'' Mike instructed, releasing Don's cock and gaining his feet.\n\nMike's expression was avid as he watched Don do as he was told. By the time Don had gotten into position, his entire body was trembling, his cock tapping against his plastron with each breath that he took.\n\nCrawling onto the bed next to him, Mikey stroked Don's cheek. ``Donny, Donny, calm down,'' he said in a sing-song voice. ``We've got such a long way to go.''\n\n``I d . . . don't know if I'll last,'' Don stuttered.\n\nThe look Mike gave him was sly. ``You'll last,'' he assured his brother. As he slipped off the bed, Mike said, ``I'll make sure of that.''\n\nDon watched as Mike squatted next to the bed. From the way his brother's shoulders moved, it seemed as if Mike was reaching for something under his bed. The sound of a box being dragged along the floor confirmed Don's guess.\n\n[i]``I wonder how long that's been hidden under there,'' [/i]Don thought to himself.\n\nMike rose and then sat on the bed next to Don's legs. He made no effort to hide the objects he was holding; in one hand was a bottle of lubricant, in the other was a purple colored dildo.\n\nWith steady hands Mike coated the dildo with lubricant. Setting the bottle aside, Mike leaned over and gently worked the tip of the dildo into Don's ass.\n\nDon was already panting. There was a pipe that ran along the wall just above Mike's bed and Don latched onto it, holding tightly as he felt the dildo breach his entrance.\n\nIt was only about an inch inside of him when Mike stopped. Don was about to protest when he felt the dildo begin to vibrate.\n\nDon's churr made Mike grin. ``I thought you might appreciate a battery operated gadget.''\n\nPre-cum dripped from the head of Don's cock, glistening in the low light of his brother's bedroom. Mike held the dildo in place while he bent over to swipe his tongue across Don's dick.\n\n``Oh God's Mike!'' Don exclaimed, lifting his hips when Mike's tongue left his cock.\n\nWhen Don removed a hand from the pipe, thinking to grab onto his own dick, Mike immediately said, ``No. Keep that hand where it was, Donny. If you don't, I'll send you back to your room in this condition.''\n\nGroaning, Don caught hold of the pipe again. As soon as Don had it in his grip once more, Mike pushed the dildo a little farther into him.\n\nThe vibrations from the toy were electrifying Don's system, causing his rectum to spasm around the dildo. Mike waited a minute and then moved the dildo once more.\n\nDon guessed that the object was a little more than halfway inside of him when Mike let go of it to reach down into his toy box again.\n\nThis time when Mike came back up he was careful to keep his hand turned so that Don couldn't see what he was holding. Mike stared at Don's cock, tipping his head to one side as if appraising something.\n\nWith a nod, Mike spun around on the bed and then crawled into place between Don's legs. Don barely blinked as he watched his brother hover just above his penis, the hidden object held between his hands.\n\nWhen Mike finally moved again, it was to grasp Don's cock and hold it upright. Keeping one finger braced against the shaft, Mike used the other hand to press a long cylindrical piece of black silicone against the base of Don's dick.\n\nFolding it around Don's shaft, Mike clicked the two ends of the object together. Once it was fully closed, the toy formed a snug ring around Don's cock. The immediate added pressure made Don's cock throb.\n\n``Do you know what orgasm denial is?'' Mike asked, looking up to meet Don's eyes.\n\nDon hated to admit that he didn't know something, but it was obvious that Mike expected an answer. ``No,'' he murmured.\n\n``This is a cock ring,'' Mike told him. ``It constricts the flow of blood and makes for a really stiff erection. I won't allow you to cum until I release it, but if you get to where you can't take it anymore, let me know. `Kay?''\n\n``Okay,'' Don agreed. He was beginning to understand how Mike had manipulated Raph into bottoming for him. The feeling of that ring squeezing the base of his cock was intense, and Don guessed that the sensation would only grow stronger.\n\nLooking satisfied with Don's response, Mike shifted positions so his head was above Don's groin. With great deliberation, he lowered his mouth to Don's cock, taking the end between his lips and swiping his tongue across the tip.\n\nThat Mike was the best at giving head was something all of his brothers had unanimously agreed upon. That his youngest brother was [i]this [/i]talented was something Don had not expected.\n\nEach pass of Mike's tongue over the sensitive head of his dick made Don shake. It didn't take much of that before Don began to wonder if he'd pass out from sensory overload.\n\nHe'd just had that thought when Mike pushed the vibrating dildo the rest of the way inside of him and then devoured Don's cock whole.\n\n``Mike! Ahh!'' Don shouted, clutching at the pipe so forcefully that if it hadn't been metal it might have broken off in his hands.\n\nMike's chuckle vibrated Don's cock. If Don could have cum, he'd have done so right then. Gasping, Don could only squirm helplessly as Mike began thrusting the dildo inside of him and lapping at his cock.\n\nIn a few minutes Mike's mouth came off of Don's cock with a lewd smacking of his lips. His blue eyes glittered mischievously, his tone teasing as Mike asked, ``Do you like playing with me, Donny?''\n\n``Yes, yes, always!'' Don replied desperately. He would have answered in the affirmative whether it was true or not.\n\nHow could the cock ring possibly feel tighter now than when Mike had first snapped it onto him? Don's mind was addled and his body a mass of quaking nerves, each one screaming for release.\n\n``Want me to fuck you, Donny?'' Mike asked before applying his so very gifted tongue to the head of Don's cock again.\n\n``Please, Mike! Please, yes!'' Don answered, breathing heavily as he lifted his head to give Mike his most pleading look.\n\n``You have to ask for it Donny,'' Mike said with infuriating calm.\n\n``Mike, please. Please, Mike. Please fuck me,'' Don begged. His cock pulsed painfully, so engorged that it felt heavier than it had ever been.\n\nApparently gratified by that answer, Mike sat back on his haunches and adjusted the angle of Don's hips. Once he had his brother positioned just the way he wanted him, Mike extracted the vibrating dildo from Don's ass.\n\nDespite the lust induced haze he was in, Don was impressed to see that Mike had not dropped down yet. Now his younger brother's cock made its appearance and Mike coated it with lube, running his hand over his dick until it was fully erect.\n\nLining his cock up with Don's entrance, Mike pushed inside of him. He took his time sliding all of the way in, enjoying the sensation of having Don's tight, heated anal cavity wrapped around his cock.\n\nDon groaned when Mike, buried to the hilt in his ass, stopped moving.\n\n``Mike, pl . . . please fuck me,'' Don croaked, the voice hoarse from groaning. \n\n``I'm sorry, Donny. Did you want to cum?'' Mike asked in an infuriatingly innocent tone.\n\n``Yes!'' Don yelled. \n\n``What was that?'' Mike asked, scowling lightly at him.\n\n``Yes Mike, I want to cum,'' Don said, forcing himself to sound calm. ``I would please like to cum, Mike. Would you please fuck me so that I may cum?''\n\n``Am I the champion seducer in the lair?'' Mike asked, his grin wide.\n\nDon wiggled his hips, trying to get Mike moving. ``Yes, you are. Michelangelo is the master of seduction, the king of enticement, the champion of temptation. Please favor me with your attention and fuck me already!''\n\nMike laughed aloud and began to thrust. His movements inside Don were long and powerful, increasing in speed gradually until Mike was literally rutting into his brother.\n\nBraced on his forearms, Mike kept himself just above Don in order to avoid crushing his brother's cock. Though he was fucking his brother hard, Mike appeared less intent on his own climax and totally focused on Don's expressions. The more extreme Don's reactions became, the faster Mike screwed him.\n\nTwisting his head from side to side, Don experienced wave after wave of tingling energy swirl through his groin and race like fire into his cock. When Mike began to strike Don's prostate with his penis, Don couldn't stand anymore.\n\n``Gah! Mike, I need to . . . I have to cum! Take it off!'' Don practically screamed.\n\nAs soon as the words left his mouth, Mike reached between them and snapped the cock ring off of Don's shaft.\n\nAn orgasm like nothing Don had ever experienced hit as soon as his cock was freed. Cum erupted from his dick in a thick wave, taking Don's breath away.\n\nHe was barely aware that Mike had stopped moving, his cock buried inside Don's ass as he too climaxed. For Donatello, the world had reduced itself to a point centered at his core and nothing else existed for several long minutes.\n\nDon's heart was still thumping rapidly in his chest when Mike pulled out of him. His eyelids were too heavy to lift, so he only knew Mike was moving when Don felt the bed dip next to him.\n\nMike gently pried Don's fingers from the pipe and massaged his brother's hands until the sensation of pins and needles let the genius know the feeling was returning to them. By the time Mike set Don's hands on the bed and got into a comfortable position next to him, Don's breathing had evened out.\n\nWhen Mikey whispered, ``I love you'' the only response Don could manage was a long, drawn out groan.\n\nWhether Don then fell asleep or passed out was anyone's guess.\n\nTBC.............\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tDon lifted his head slowly, blinking to clear his blurry vision.  He was aware of an intense discomfort in his arms and shoulders, and that something was biting into his ankles.

\tWhen the fog from whatever he'd been given cleared a bit more, Don realized he was suspended in the center of a large white room.  Wide leather cuffs were fastened to his wrists, which were in turn attached to chains looped over large hooks drilled into the ceiling.

\tLooking down, Donatello saw that his ankles were similarly trapped and held in place by hooks connected to the floor.  His arms and legs were splayed, given him the appearance of a giant `X'.

\tBefore he had the opportunity to wonder how he'd gotten into this predicament, an all too familiar voice cut into his thoughts.

\t``Are you comfortable, Donatello?''

\t``Bishop?'' Don asked, squinting as the man appeared out of seemingly nowhere to walk towards him.

\t``What an incredible sight you are,'' Bishop said, removing his glasses.  He dropped them and they disappeared before hitting the floor.  Next he removed his tie and jacket, tossing both into the air to likewise vanish.

\t``How did I get here?  Where am I?'' Don asked.  The last thing he remembered was being at home with his brothers.

\t``Did you really think I couldn't find you?'' Bishop responded.  ``There is nowhere you can go to escape me, Donatello.''

\t``I d . . . don't understand,'' Don stammered, watching as Bishop kicked off his shoes and then slowly unbuttoned his shirt.  Slipping it from his shoulders, Bishop tossed it into the nothingness.

\t``I want you,'' Bishop murmured, drawing close to Don.  He wore nothing but his slacks now and he was in the process of unzipping them as his face came to within inches of the young turtle's.  ``Whenever I want you, I will have you.''

\tBishop's slacks hit the ground and vanished just as mysteriously as the rest of his clothes.  Don felt something slick and warm slide along the inside of one thigh and knew it was Bishop's cock painting a wet trail of pre-cum on his skin.

\t``Don't do th . . . that,'' Don said as sharply as he could manage.

\t``You are in no position to tell me what I can or can't do,'' Bishop said with a laugh.  Leaning in again, he whispered, ``I'm going to fuck you, Donatello.  Yes?''

\t``No!'' Don shouted, pulling against his restraints.  They held firm.

\tChuckling, Bishop circled around behind him and grasped Don's tail.  ``Your no makes this rape.  I'm going to rape you, Donatello.  And you're going to enjoy it.''

\tDon felt Bishop's cock press against the tight ring of muscle protecting his inner core.  Bracing himself for the shock of being breached without any prep, Don was surprised when Bishop's penis slid painlessly into him.

\t``Ahh,'' Bishop sighed as he buried himself in Don's ass.  ``Surprise.  I prepped you while you napped.  This feels good, doesn't it?''

\tHe pulled partway out and then snapped his hips forward, jolting Don.  He thrust twice more before pausing to ask again, ``Doesn't it?''

\tBishop's tone was demanding and Don knew he had to answer.  The problem was, Bishop's thick cock deep inside his ass did feel good, but Don didn't want that pleasure.

\t``No,'' Don said.

\t``Liar.''  Bishop began to fuck him hard and fast, gripping the turtle's thighs tightly as he plowed into him.

\tDespite Don's determination, when Bishop's cock began to hit his prostate, Don's own arousal bloomed with a force that the turtle couldn't ignore.  Each stab to those ultra-sensitive nerves sent shock waves of titillation through his groin until Don's cock tumbled out of hiding.

\tDon groaned as his cock expanded and began bouncing in response to the rocking force of Bishop's assault.  Soon Don's dick was throbbing, his need for release growing as Bishop used his ass mercilessly.

\tThe grip on one of Don's thighs lifted.  Anticipating what was about to happen, Don glanced down in time to see a large, three fingered green hand grasp his dick.

\t``Cum for me, Donny,'' Leonardo whispered against his brother's head.

\tDon gasped, stunned and confused at the sudden change in assailants.  He shuddered as Leo began to stroke his cock, the rhythm on his dick matching each of Leo's thrusts into his ass.

\tSuddenly Bishop appeared in front of him.  His dark eyes seemed to glitter as he watched Leonardo rape his brother.  Bishop was still naked and he was masturbating, obviously pleased by the show.

\t``Cum Donatello,'' Bishop urged.

\t``We wanna see ya' cum, Donny,'' Raph said, stepping out of the whiteness to stand beside Bishop.  His hand was working feverishly over his own large cock as he stared at his captive brother.

\t``Cum,'' Leo ordered.

\tDon obeyed.  Crying out, he ejaculated into Leo's hand, his body shaking as Leo hilted his cock inside of his brother and came.

\tBefore Don had completely emptied his load, both Bishop and Raph orgasmed as well, sending streams of cum onto Don's body, covering his entire groin and his legs in their combined jizz.

\tA hand gripped Don's neck, forcing his head back.  Bishop stood behind him, the tip of his dick just inside Don's ass.

\t``Let's do that again,'' Bishop said.

\tWith a jerk, Don woke from his dream.  Warmth flooded his lower regions as he climaxed for a second time.

\tBreathing heavily, Don's body began to relax.  He felt as though he'd just run a marathon, his heart still pounding from his exertions in the dream world.  Don's movements against the bed had brought out the irritation on his rump, reminding him of the spanking he'd received from Raph earlier in the evening.

\tDon had not been too surprised that Raph was into the rough stuff, having already seen indications of that during their group sexual encounters.  What had astonished Donatello was how much he'd enjoyed allowing Raph to fulfill that slightly sadistic kink of his.

\tWhat was even better was how Raph had treated him afterwards.  He'd never known that Raphael could have such a tender side to his nature.

When they'd left the garage, Raph had helped Don into the bathroom so that they could both wash up after their encounter.  Raph insisted on cleaning Don, doing so with the gentlest of touches.  At dinner, Raph had tossed a pillow onto Don's chair, thus softening the sting as Don settled his weight onto his buttocks.

No one had asked about the pillow.  Mikey and Leo seemed to know the reason for it, and Master Splinter had learned not to be curious about certain things his sons did.  He was accepting of their liaisons; he just didn't want to hear, see, or become actively aware of that part of their lives.

Don was practically asleep in his plate by the time the rest of his family had finished their meal.  Raph's amused chuckle as he helped his genius brother out of his chair sounded both pleasant and a little cocky to Don's ears, but he didn't mind.

Raph had put Don to bed and tucked him in.  He'd pressed a kiss to Don's forehead, told him he loved him, and turned out the lights, leaving his brother to sleep peacefully through the night.

Don would have done so if not for the exotic fantasies that continued to dance through his dreams.

He could not understand how he could have been so sexually satisfied by what Raph had done to him and still manage to be aroused by his dream.  Or why he was having those dreams at all.  Don felt especially ashamed that he sometimes fantasized about being raped by Bishop even when he was fully awake.  He felt as though he shouldn't get off on the idea of being violated by that sociopath.

His brothers had been shocked by his revelation that Bishop came to him in his dreams but had seemingly accepted it, no doubt eased by Don's insistence that he couldn't help what he dreamed.  He'd told Leo that Bishop sometimes featured in his waking fantasies, but hadn't made either Raph or Mikey aware of that.

Leo had been too intent on helping Don understand his dreams to focus much on the Bishop aspect of those fantasies.  Don wasn't sure how Raph or Mikey would take it once they learned the fantasies went beyond dreams into real life.  Right now, all of them were too excited by the prospect of pursuing their own kinks to really analyze anything Donatello had said about his.

The endorphins that had been released into his system from his two orgasms proved too difficult to fight then and Don drifted back to sleep.  His last conscious thought was that he'd worry about Bishop later.

Later proved to arrive in a very short time.  Don guessed he'd been out for maybe two hours when he woke again.  It wasn't a dream that pulled him from slumber though; this time it was a restless inability to stay asleep.

He gave up trying and climbed out of bed.  After a quick clean-up in the bathroom, Don went downstairs to the kitchen to brew coffee.  Though Leo was usually the early riser in the family, it wasn't at all unusual for Don to be up before anyone, especially if his mind was buried in some specific project.

Don didn't really have anything pressing going at the moment, but he meant to find something.  He needed his work; needed things that kept his brain engaged.  It was better than doing nothing and letting anxiety over his strange dreams get to him.

Since he'd already started working on the Shell Sleds, Don decided his time would be best spent finishing that project.  If they needed the Sleds, it wouldn't do for the parts to be spread out all over the garage.

He'd probably been at work for three hours when Leo entered the garage to check on him.

``You need a hand with anything?'' Leo asked.

``No.''  Don grunted as he worked a bolt loose.  ``Practice is this afternoon, right?''

``It is,'' Leo answered.  ``Did you set your alarm?''

``I won't be late,'' Don promised.

There was no further sound and Don assumed Leo had left.  When he looked up a few minutes later, he found that Leo was still there and seemed to be studying him.

``Something wrong?'' Don asked.

Leo countered with a question of his own.  ``Did you sleep last night?''

``Some,'' Don said.  ``I was in the middle of working on this when Raph and I . . . when . . . well, I was interrupted.  It was on my mind when I woke up and I couldn't get back to sleep.''

``How bad was it?  With Raph I mean,'' Leo said, clearly concerned.

``Not bad.  I enjoyed it,'' Don told him.  ``We know Raph likes things a little rough, but he didn't get carried away.  He treated me very well afterwards, so you don't need to worry.''

``I suppose I don't have grounds for concern considering how I behaved my first time alone with you,'' Leo said.

Don set the engine part down on his work table and turned his full attention on his brother.  ``We won't be doing any of that, Leonardo.  No second guessing, no recriminations or feelings of guilt for enjoying each other.  If I don't want to do something with one of you, if I don't like something in particular, I'm not going to martyr myself to the cause.  I'll just say no.  I expect the same from you guys as well.''

``Agreed.''  Leo took in a lungful of air and released it.  ``We probably don't need to spell that out for Raph and Mikey, but maybe we should anyway.  Just to say that we've verbalized all the ground rules.''

``They won't resent hearing it,'' Don assured him.  ``As long as we all stay open with each other, there can't be any resentments.  Are they still asleep?''

``It's only six am,'' Leo said with a chuckle.  ``They're still asleep.''

``I guess that means you're about to head in to work with Master Splinter,'' Don said.  ``I'll catch up with you guys later.''

Leo turned towards the elevator.  ``Try to remember to eat something,'' he called back to his brother before leaving the garage.

Don found that admonition amusing.  He would probably be eighty years old and still his brothers would be reminding him to eat and sleep.  That was good though; better than good.  Knowing that someone cared that much about his welfare and always would filled him with indescribable warmth.

It wasn't long after that before Don was muttering invectives directed towards his youngest brother.  Don's socket set was nowhere to be found and since Mikey had borrowed it last, it was clear he hadn't bothered to put it back.

Cleaning his hands and arms quickly, Don took the elevator down to the lair and then the stairs up to Mikey's room.  If his brother couldn't be courteous enough to return the things he'd borrowed, then Don wasn't going to worry about the early wake-up call or for barging directly into his brother's room.

Opening the door without knocking, Don walked into Mikey's bedroom.  ``Mikey, where is my . . . .''

Don's voice caught in his throat.  Sprawled on his carapace on Mikey's bed was Raphael and Mikey was clearly sucking him off.

``Umf,'' Mikey grunted, face buried between Raph's legs, mouth too full to make a proper reply.

Backing out immediately was clearly the proper thing to do, but Don couldn't quite communicate that to his feet.  He remained frozen in place, fascinated by what he was seeing.

Raph's expression in particular mesmerized him.  Eyes closed tightly, Raph's mouth was slack, his chest heaving.  He looked partly in pain and mostly so turned on that it made Don's toes curl.  Raph's hands were wound in the sheets, his grip so fierce that it was a wonder he hadn't punched holes in the material.  Every few seconds Raph would grunt and grind his head back against the pillow, his wide spread thighs quivering.

Don hadn't realized he'd stopped breathing until the pain in his chest reminded him to inhale.  His gasp made Mikey lift his head and glance at him with a smirk of satisfaction.

With Mikey's head out of the way, Don could see that there was some sort of red silicone ring wrapped around the base of Raph's cock.  It gave off a faint hum that Don could just hear above Raph's harsh panting.  There was also an object embedded inside Raph's rectum, this in a red color that matched the cock ring.

Whatever Mikey had talked Raph into letting him do, it had clearly worked the large turtle into a sexual frenzy.  Don had never seen Raph quite so compliant or so desperate.

Mikey's mouth sank down onto his brother's cock once more and Raph's loud groan made Don's feet finally move.  He dashed out of the room and barely managed to close the door without slamming it.  Considering what those two were doing, drawing attention to them wasn't a good idea.

Don was fairly certain that Raph hadn't even been aware of his presence.  Sounds from the dojo told him that Leo and Master Splinter were involved in their early morning training, for which Don was very thankful.  At least there was no one about to see how flushed his skin was or that he was trying very hard to contain the beginnings of an erection.

Getting through the remainder of that day was difficult.  No matter how diligently he tried to focus on various tasks, including training, Don's brain kept drifting back to what he'd witnessed between his two brothers.  He could not stop thinking about the erotic scene and wondering how Michelangelo had maneuvered Raphael into such a submissive position.

The more Don pondered that question, the more stimulated he became.  The more he tried to hide that arousal, the more distracted he became.

Practice was a test of Don's focus in more ways than one.  Just when he'd start to slide into a concentrated routine, Don would notice Raph grimace after performing a certain move.  The expression was fleeting and Don might have thought nothing of it, if he hadn't been privy to the scene in Mikey's bedroom that morning.

It was only a matter of time before his family noticed that Don was out of sorts.  Mikey probably understood why, but he kept quiet.  From the smug glances he periodically tossed in Don's direction though, it was clear he was pretty pleased with himself.

The looks Don received from Leo, Raph, and Master Splinter were entirely different.  After spending the afternoon and evening trying to ignore their concerned and questioning expressions, Don bowed out of watching an after dinner movie in favor of going to bed.  He explained that he'd gotten up too early and that fatigue was catching up to him.

Leo appeared quite satisfied with Don's decision, taking him at his word.  Raph had already called dibs on a soft spot on the couch and didn't do more than wave in his brother's direction as Don headed up to bed.  Mikey was talking to Master Splinter and neither paid Don much attention after bidding him a good-night.

Before entering his room, Don took a quick look down at his assembled family and discovered that Mikey was peering up at him.  When their eyes met, Mikey winked.

Never in Don's life would he have considered the lowering and raising of a single eyelid to be so provocative.  He kept visualizing a repeat of that wink as he prepared for bed, it stayed in his mind's eye as he turned out the lights, and lingered in his head as he fell asleep.

Don woke a very short time later.  He knew he'd been dreaming of something erotic because his dick was semi-hard and he was extremely horny.

It would be easy to allow a fantasy to possess him and then masturbate as his imagination unfolded, but Don's thoughts had turned to Michelangelo almost immediately.  Curiosity had always been a large part of Donatello's character and it was getting the better of him now.  He had to know what Mikey had done to get Raph on his shell; until he did, Don would always be in a perpetual state of arousal.

Rising from his bed, Don left his room and walked silently to Mikey's.  Listening outside his brother's closed door, Don could just hear the faint sounds of soft music and nothing else.

Don tapped on the door with one finger.  A second later, Mikey said, ``Come in.''

Accepting the invitation, Don entered the room and closed the door behind him.  Mikey lay stomach down on his bed, a comic book open in front of him, legs up and kicking at the empty air.

Looking up at the genius, Mikey smiled invitingly.

``I . . . was thinking . . . um, I woke up and . . . .'' Don stammered, unsure how to make his request.

``I wondered how long it would take before you came to me,'' Mike said.  Closing the comic and tossing it onto his nightstand, Mike pushed himself upright and swung his legs around so he could stand.  Holding a hand out, he added, ``Come here.''

Don didn't hesitate to do as told, taking Mike's hand and allowing himself to be turned and pushed into a seated position on the edge of the bed.  That Mike appeared to know that Don would not only seek him out but also what he'd want from his younger brother was a bit of a shock.  Under any other circumstances, Don would have asked questions, but at the moment he was too needy to care.

Mike kneeled in front of him and pushed Don's legs apart.  Scooting closer, Mike pressed a hand against Don's hidden cock, rubbing small circles over the spot as he leaned in to kiss his brother's plastron.

It didn't take much of that before Don's penis began to show itself.  With his free hand, Mike reached up to cup the back of Don's neck and pull him down into a kiss.

Mike's tongue wound its way into Don's mouth, licking at and curling around Don's tongue so provocatively that the genius hardened quickly.  As soon as Don's cock slipped free, Mike wrapped his hand around it.

Rather than stroking Don's cock, Mike merely maintained a firm grasp on the shaft.  His entire focus seemed to be on the kiss he shared with his brother and Don had to admit that it was one of the most stimulating kisses he'd ever experienced.

When their mouths separated, Mike's hovered within an inch of Don's as he asked, ``You want to know what I did to Raph, don't you?''

Don nodded, his response coming through in a lustful moan.  ``Y~es.''

``I've got toys,'' Mike whispering, flicking his tongue against Don's lower lip.

It took a moment for Don's addled brain to understand that he meant sex toys.  Mike had used them on Raph.

``Red,'' Don said, churring as Mike squeezed his cock.

``Red for Raph,'' Mike acknowledged, his voice husky.  ``He liked them.  How about you, Donny?''

Swallowing thickly, Don nodded again.

``Words,'' Mike said in a more commanding tone.

``Yes,'' Don said with a groan.

``You have to do just what I tell you.  Agreed?'' Mike asked, loosening and then tightening his grip on Don's cock.

``Y~es!'' Don yelped, feeling desperate.

``That's a good, Donny.  I want you to lie back in the center of the bed with your legs spread and your hands above your head,'' Mike instructed, releasing Don's cock and gaining his feet.

Mike's expression was avid as he watched Don do as he was told.  By the time Don had gotten into position, his entire body was trembling, his cock tapping against his plastron with each breath that he took.

Crawling onto the bed next to him, Mikey stroked Don's cheek.  ``Donny, Donny, calm down,'' he said in a sing-song voice.  ``We've got such a long way to go.''

``I d . . . don't know if I'll last,'' Don stuttered.

The look Mike gave him was sly.  ``You'll last,'' he assured his brother.  As he slipped off the bed, Mike said, ``I'll make sure of that.''

Don watched as Mike squatted next to the bed.  From the way his brother's shoulders moved, it seemed as if Mike was reaching for something under his bed.  The sound of a box being dragged along the floor confirmed Don's guess.

``I wonder how long that's been hidden under there,'' Don thought to himself.

Mike rose and then sat on the bed next to Don's legs.  He made no effort to hide the objects he was holding; in one hand was a bottle of lubricant, in the other was a purple colored dildo.

With steady hands Mike coated the dildo with lubricant.  Setting the bottle aside, Mike leaned over and gently worked the tip of the dildo into Don's ass.

Don was already panting.  There was a pipe that ran along the wall just above Mike's bed and Don latched onto it, holding tightly as he felt the dildo breach his entrance.

It was only about an inch inside of him when Mike stopped.  Don was about to protest when he felt the dildo begin to vibrate.

Don's churr made Mike grin.  ``I thought you might appreciate a battery operated gadget.''

Pre-cum dripped from the head of Don's cock, glistening in the low light of his brother's bedroom.  Mike held the dildo in place while he bent over to swipe his tongue across Don's dick.

``Oh God's Mike!'' Don exclaimed, lifting his hips when Mike's tongue left his cock.

When Don removed a hand from the pipe, thinking to grab onto his own dick, Mike immediately said, ``No.  Keep that hand where it was, Donny.  If you don't, I'll send you back to your room in this condition.''

Groaning, Don caught hold of the pipe again.  As soon as Don had it in his grip once more, Mike pushed the dildo a little farther into him.

The vibrations from the toy were electrifying Don's system, causing his rectum to spasm around the dildo.  Mike waited a minute and then moved the dildo once more.

Don guessed that the object was a little more than halfway inside of him when Mike let go of it to reach down into his toy box again.

This time when Mike came back up he was careful to keep his hand turned so that Don couldn't see what he was holding.  Mike stared at Don's cock, tipping his head to one side as if appraising something.

With a nod, Mike spun around on the bed and then crawled into place between Don's legs.  Don barely blinked as he watched his brother hover just above his penis, the hidden object held between his hands.

When Mike finally moved again, it was to grasp Don's cock and hold it upright.  Keeping one finger braced against the shaft, Mike used the other hand to press a long cylindrical piece of black silicone against the base of Don's dick.

Folding it around Don's shaft, Mike clicked the two ends of the object together.  Once it was fully closed, the toy formed a snug ring around Don's cock.  The immediate added pressure made Don's cock throb.

``Do you know what orgasm denial is?'' Mike asked, looking up to meet Don's eyes.

Don hated to admit that he didn't know something, but it was obvious that Mike expected an answer.  ``No,'' he murmured.

``This is a cock ring,'' Mike told him.  ``It constricts the flow of blood and makes for a really stiff erection.  I won't allow you to cum until I release it, but if you get to where you can't take it anymore, let me know.  `Kay?''

``Okay,'' Don agreed.  He was beginning to understand how Mike had manipulated Raph into bottoming for him.  The feeling of that ring squeezing the base of his cock was intense, and Don guessed that the sensation would only grow stronger.

Looking satisfied with Don's response, Mike shifted positions so his head was above Don's groin.  With great deliberation, he lowered his mouth to Don's cock, taking the end between his lips and swiping his tongue across the tip.

That Mike was the best at giving head was something all of his brothers had unanimously agreed upon.  That his youngest brother was this talented was something Don had not expected.

Each pass of Mike's tongue over the sensitive head of his dick made Don shake.  It didn't take much of that before Don began to wonder if he'd pass out from sensory overload.

He'd just had that thought when Mike pushed the vibrating dildo the rest of the way inside of him and then devoured Don's cock whole.

``Mike!  Ahh!'' Don shouted, clutching at the pipe so forcefully that if it hadn't been metal it might have broken off in his hands.

Mike's chuckle vibrated Don's cock.  If Don could have cum, he'd have done so right then.  Gasping, Don could only squirm helplessly as Mike began thrusting the dildo inside of him and lapping at his cock.

In a few minutes Mike's mouth came off of Don's cock with a lewd smacking of his lips.  His blue eyes glittered mischievously, his tone teasing as Mike asked, ``Do you like playing with me, Donny?''

``Yes, yes, always!'' Don replied desperately.  He would have answered in the affirmative whether it was true or not.

How could the cock ring possibly feel tighter now than when Mike had first snapped it onto him?  Don's mind was addled and his body a mass of quaking nerves, each one screaming for release.

``Want me to fuck you, Donny?'' Mike asked before applying his so very gifted tongue to the head of Don's cock again.

``Please, Mike!  Please, yes!'' Don answered, breathing heavily as he lifted his head to give Mike his most pleading look.

``You have to ask for it Donny,'' Mike said with infuriating calm.

``Mike, please.  Please, Mike.  Please fuck me,'' Don begged.  His cock pulsed painfully, so engorged that it felt heavier than it had ever been.

Apparently gratified by that answer, Mike sat back on his haunches and adjusted the angle of Don's hips.  Once he had his brother positioned just the way he wanted him, Mike extracted the vibrating dildo from Don's ass.

Despite the lust induced haze he was in, Don was impressed to see that Mike had not dropped down yet.  Now his younger brother's cock made its appearance and Mike coated it with lube, running his hand over his dick until it was fully erect.

Lining his cock up with Don's entrance, Mike pushed inside of him.  He took his time sliding all of the way in, enjoying the sensation of having Don's tight, heated anal cavity wrapped around his cock.

Don groaned when Mike, buried to the hilt in his ass, stopped moving.

``Mike, pl . . . please fuck me,'' Don croaked, the voice hoarse from groaning.  

``I'm sorry, Donny.  Did you want to cum?'' Mike asked in an infuriatingly innocent tone.

``Yes!'' Don yelled.

``What was that?'' Mike asked, scowling lightly at him.

``Yes Mike, I want to cum,'' Don said, forcing himself to sound calm.  ``I would please like to cum, Mike.  Would you please fuck me so that I may cum?''

``Am I the champion seducer in the lair?'' Mike asked, his grin wide.

Don wiggled his hips, trying to get Mike moving.  ``Yes, you are.  Michelangelo is the master of seduction, the king of enticement, the champion of temptation.  Please favor me with your attention and fuck me already!''

Mike laughed aloud and began to thrust.  His movements inside Don were long and powerful, increasing in speed gradually until Mike was literally rutting into his brother.

Braced on his forearms, Mike kept himself just above Don in order to avoid crushing his brother's cock.  Though he was fucking his brother hard, Mike appeared less intent on his own climax and totally focused on Don's expressions.  The more extreme Don's reactions became, the faster Mike screwed him.

Twisting his head from side to side, Don experienced wave after wave of tingling energy swirl through his groin and race like fire into his cock.  When Mike began to strike Don's prostate with his penis, Don couldn't stand anymore.

``Gah!  Mike, I need to . . . I have to cum!  Take it off!'' Don practically screamed.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Mike reached between them and snapped the cock ring off of Don's shaft.

An orgasm like nothing Don had ever experienced hit as soon as his cock was freed.  Cum erupted from his dick in a thick wave, taking Don's breath away.

He was barely aware that Mike had stopped moving, his cock buried inside Don's ass as he too climaxed.  For Donatello, the world had reduced itself to a point centered at his core and nothing else existed for several long minutes.

Don's heart was still thumping rapidly in his chest when Mike pulled out of him.  His eyelids were too heavy to lift, so he only knew Mike was moving when Don felt the bed dip next to him.

Mike gently pried Don's fingers from the pipe and massaged his brother's hands until the sensation of pins and needles let the genius know the feeling was returning to them.  By the time Mike set Don's hands on the bed and got into a comfortable position next to him, Don's breathing had evened out.

When Mikey whispered, ``I love you'' the only response Don could manage was a long, drawn out groan.

Whether Don then fell asleep or passed out was anyone's guess.

TBC.............

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