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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": "\tThough he pulled hard against his restraints, Donatello was unable to budge them. His arms were pinned above his head, his ankles strapped to opposite corners of a cold metal table.\n\n\tSomehow this time he knew it wasn't real. It was probably his conversation with Mikey that was helping him maintain a level of lucidity in this dream, but though he knew it for what it was, he couldn't exert control.\n\n\t``Donatello, ah Donatello,'' Bishop chided from somewhere just out of sight. ``You should know by now that you cannot fight me.''\n\n\t``Why are you here? Why are you doing this to me?'' Don asked, though he realized he was actually questioning himself.\n\n\t``Because I can,'' Bishop answered.\n\n\t``But why me?'' Don asked.\n\n\t``Would you wish this upon one of your brothers?'' Bishop countered.\n\n\t``No!'' Don exclaimed. ``Never! I need to understand . . . I need to . . . . ``\n\n\tBishop interrupted. ``You need to stop fighting it. Stop fighting me. I chose you to save. You should be flattered.''\n\n\t``What do you mean, save?'' Don asked, confused. ``I'm not saved. I'm a captive and you're using me for your own sadistic pleasure.''\n\n\tBishop was suddenly next to him, leaning over to peer into Don's face while one of his hands busied itself between the young turtle's outstretched legs.\n\n\t``My pleasure is also your pleasure,'' Bishop replied enigmatically.\n\n\tAs if to emphasize Bishop's point for him, Don's cock bloomed to a full erection, popping into the open to be caught in the agent's firm grip.\n\n\t``Stop,'' Don demanded, as much to himself as to Bishop. ``I don't really want this.''\n\n\t``Then why are you so hard?'' Bishop asked. ``Why do you keep returning to me?''\n\n\t``I don't know!'' Don wailed.\n\n\t``On some level you know the answer to all of your questions,'' Bishop said, stroking Don's cock from root to tip. ``You know why you continue to invite me in.''\n\n\tNow he was on top of Don. Bishop's clothes were gone, his erection pressing against Donatello's rectum.\n\n\t``You know why you want this night after night,'' Bishop said, thrusting into Don.\n\n\t``No~o!'' Don shouted.\n\n\tDon woke abruptly, his screams echoing in his ears. His shouts had awakened his brothers, who clustered around him.\n\n\tConsciousness brought with it an awareness of his fully aroused state. Considering their proximity, there was no way to hide his erection from his brothers.\n\n\t``Again, Donny?'' Raph asked, looking down at his brother's cock. ``Ain't we satisfying ya'?''\n\n\t``Are we not giving you something you need, Don?'' Leo asked with concern, a frown on his face.\n\n\t``It's not that at all,'' Don protested.\n\n\t``We're all enjoying our kinks, maybe Donny has one he hasn't told us about,'' Mikey said, looking pointedly at the genius.\n\n\t``I swear, you guys give me more than enough attention,'' Don said. ``I guess I simply have a higher libido than the rest of you.''\n\n\t``It's okay, Donny. We'll just have to learn to keep up with you,'' Mikey said.\n\n\tLeo leaned in to kiss Don's neck. ``We'll start now.''\n\n\t``Yeah. Looks like ya' got a situation ya' need a hand with,'' Raph said, turning Don's face towards him in order to capture his mouth in a deep kiss.\n\n\t``More like you need a mouth to help you out,'' Mikey said, scooting down on the bed and pushing Don's legs apart so he could crawl between them.\n\n\tDon churred as Mikey's lips slid down his shaft. Raph relinquished Don's mouth to Leo, chuckling when Don moaned.\n\n\t``Love those sounds ya' make,'' Raph rumbled.\n\n\tIt felt amazing to be pampered by all three of his brothers. The way they were touching him, kissing him, and Mikey's blow job should have brought Donatello to the brink quickly.\n\n\tFor some reason it just wasn't working for him and Don had no idea why. Raph noticed first.\n\n\t``What's the matter, Donny? Ya' feeling okay?'' Raph asked, frowning.\n\n\tLeo broke the kiss but stayed near, staring into Don's eyes, his own asking the same question.\n\n\t``I . . . no . . . I mean yes. I don't . . . give me a minute,'' Don stammered.\n\n\tMikey lapped at the tip of Don's cock, which had deflated just a little. ``Why don't you try holding him down, Raph?''\n\n\tRaph grinned wolfishly before seizing Don's wrists and lifting his arms above his head. As he pinned Don's arms in place, giving his brother no wiggle room, Leo moved to the end of the mattress. Wrapping his hands around Don's ankles, he leaned his weight onto them so that Don couldn't move.\n\n\tDon closed his eyes, pulling against his brothers and finding their grips solid.\n\n\t``You're ours to do with as we please,'' Leo said, his tone guttural.\n\n\tIn his mind's eye, Don saw Bishop swallowing his cock. When Mikey pressed a thick, barely lubricated finger into his ass, Don imagined it was Bishop.\n\n\tThe orgasm took Don by surprise. His climax hit without warning, filling Mikey's mouth with cum.\n\n\tEyes snapping open, Don stared unseeingly up at the ceiling.\n\n\t``Wow Donny,'' Mikey said, drawing Don's gaze to him. Mikey swiped the back of his hand across his mouth. ``How could you still have so much in you?''\n\n\tDon waited until his breathing evened out before attempting an answer. ``Maybe that's why I have these dreams. It's possible I'm a heavy producer and need to release a couple of extra times. We are turtles after all.''\n\n\t``Uh huh,'' Raph said, as though he wasn't buying that explanation. He released Don's arms. ``Or maybe we ain't giving ya' want ya' really want.''\n\n\t``Of course you are,'' Don said adamantly. ``I couldn't be happier than when I'm with you guys.''\n\n\t``Or more satisfied?'' Leo asked, crawling up next to Don.\n\n\t``I'm truly satisfied with our love making,'' Don said. ``I'm sure these dream are a passing phase. I mean, there are worse things I could be dreaming about. My dreams are no big deal.''\n\n\t``Unless you get to a point where you can't get off without pretending Bishop is raping you while we're having sex,'' Mikey said.\n\n\tDon could feel his face coloring. Sometimes he swore Mikey could read minds.\n\n\tChoosing to lie, Don said, ``Well I don't. I'm right here in the moment with each of you. The only thing I really need is for you to stop worrying about why I dream the way I do. Mikey, you dream about being a super hero a couple of times a week. Leo, both you and Raph are plagued by nightmares whenever you sleep alone. Why does no one obsess about anyone's dreams but mine?''\n\n\tHe saw his brothers glance at each other, but none of them answered his question.\n\n\t``Let's drop it and go back to sleep,'' Leo suggested. ``Don's right, dreams are dreams.''\n\n\tBreathing a sigh of relief, Don settled into Leo's arms as Raph and Mikey curled comfortably together. Eyes closed, Leo massaged the back of Don's neck, easing the tension from his muscles, and the genius was soon asleep.\n\n\tIf there was a slight murmur from three brothers talking about him, Don's sleep was not disturbed by it.\n\n\tAfter an early morning practice session, the brothers went up to the garage to unload the Battle Shell. Though Donatello had searched all of the news outlets and had even checked the police call log from the night before, their hardware store break-in hadn't been reported.\n\n \t``It makes no sense,'' Raph said as he stacked drywall. ``We heard sirens. How come there's nothing about our shopping trip reported anywhere?''\n\n\t``Maybe `cause we paid for the stuff we took? I guess the owner didn't think he needed to file a bunch of reports,'' Mikey said.\n\n\t``Or . . . .'' Leo began before trailing off.\n\n\t``Or what?'' Raph asked, stopping to stare at his brother.\n\n\tLeo glanced at Don and then quickly looked over at Raph. ``Or someone with clout quashed any mention of the break-in because they knew it was us.''\n\n\t``You mean Bishop,'' Mikey said. ``You think he's keeping an eye out for us.''\n\n\t``I doubt it,'' Leo said quickly. ``He's had no interest in us for a while. Forget I said anything. I've just got him on the brain.''\n\n\t``Then why'd ya' bring it up?'' Raph asked irritably.\t\n\n\t``Because I keep dreaming about him,'' Don said, his tone flat.\n\n\tLeo turned to address Don directly. ``Do you think it's possible you've been dreaming about him because you've subconsciously noticed something that indicates he's been around?''\n\n\t``If I had, it wouldn't be in my subconscious for long,'' Don said. ``That's not how my mind works. I file things in compartments and thumb through them until they make sense. If he or any of his people had done something to catch my notice, however slight, I'd have processed what I'd detected by now.''\n\n\t``You didn't process that he'd been trailing us that time he caught us in the park with Professor Honeycutt,'' Mikey said.\n\n\t``We were a little busy trying to escape the Triceratons at the time,'' Don said, shaking his head at Mikey. ``Of course I wouldn't have noticed then.''\n\n\t``We've been busy screwing each other raw for weeks. Maybe ya' ain't processed his presence `cause of that,'' Raph said bluntly.\n\n\t``Well, have you guys noticed anything out of the ordinary?'' Don demanded. ``I'm not the only one here with eyes.''\n\n\t``Whoa, defensive much Donny?'' Raph asked.\n\n\t``I'm sorry, but why does every conversation we have lately wind up involving my dreams?'' Don asked.\n\n\t``We didn't bring them up this time, you did,'' Leo said.\n\n\t``Only because you brought up Bishop,'' Don said. ``You even hesitated to say his name, like you're worried I'm fixated on him or something.''\n\n\t``Are ya'?'' Raph asked outright.\n\n\tDon grabbed a couple of boxes of roofing nails out of the truck and stormed over to the work table before slamming them down. He didn't answer and he didn't look at his brothers.\n\n\t``Donny?'' Leo asked.\n\n\t``Stop ganging up on me,'' Don said without turning around. ``I don't want to talk about this anymore.''\n\n\tHis brothers fell silent. Don wasn't sure if he should be happy about that or not. He could only imagine what they were thinking, but he couldn't help it. The constant questions were irritating and Don had no idea what they expected of him. Were their egos that fragile that they required his constant assurances that his dreams had nothing to do with something that was lacking in his love life?\n\n\tOne of them, Don thought it was Mikey, changed the subject. This was their way of letting him cool down when he occasionally blew a gasket. He appreciated their tact, but he also knew this was only postponing the inevitable.\n\n\tAs bad as Don felt for snapping at his brothers, he couldn't bring himself to apologize. He knew he would eventually and they did too. The group finished emptying the truck of supplies, three of them carrying on a conversation as though nothing had happened. They were giving Don his space.\n\n\tOnce their task was complete, the four of them joined Master Splinter for sparring practice. Donatello was still in a mood and when they sparred, he was much more aggressive than usual.\n\n\tThough his father cast a quizzical eye in Don's direction, he said nothing about his son's performance other than to tell him to take care not to lead with his shoulder. When he dismissed the turtles, Don's brothers headed for the kitchen to have lunch, but he didn't go with them. Instead, Don went to his lab for a little alone time.\n\n\tAbout forty minutes later Mikey appeared in the lab's doorway carrying a cup of coffee and a plate containing a sandwich.\n\n\tRemaining where he was until Don looked up, Mikey said, ``Permission to enter with an apology sandwich?''\n\n\tDon leaned back in his chair and sighed. It was hard to stay mad at his younger brother.\n\n\t``Come on in,'' Don said. ``I'll take the sandwich, but you don't need to apologize. I'm the one who flew off the handle.''\n\n\tMikey brought the plate and cup over to him, setting them on a corner of the desk. ``It's okay Donny,'' he said, waving it off. ``We were kind of harping on that subject that I'm not gonna bring up anymore. What're you working on?''\n\n\t``A cavity resonator,'' Don said, perking up as he usually did when asked about a project. ``I'm trying to find a way to store and then use electromagnetic energy. I figure if I manipulate the cavity geometry . . . .''\n\n\t``Hey Don,'' Mikey said, interrupting him. ``You do know I'm not understanding any of this, right?''\n\n\tRather than being perturbed, Don looked at him fondly. ``I get carried away. Besides, you're very smart, Mikey. I'll bet you could understand anything if you put your mind to it.''\n\n\t``Aww, keep sweet talking me like that and I'll spoil you in bed tonight,'' Mikey said.\n\n\t``That's something to look forward to,'' Don said with a smile.\n\n\tA familiar voice suddenly echoed through the lair. ``Yo! Where is everybody?'' \n\n\t``And there's Casey, right on time to spoil the mood,'' Mikey said, laughing. ``Put that electro thingy aside and let's see what he wants.''\n\n\tWhen Don got up, Mikey grabbed the plate and stuck it in his hands. ``You can eat and visit at the same time.''\n\n\tDon rolled his eyes. His brothers would forever believe he'd starve to death if they didn't remind him to eat. Taking a quick drink of coffee, Don followed Mikey out of the lab, plate in hand.\n\n\tRaph and Leo came out of the kitchen at the same time. They found Casey standing in the middle of the lair.\n\n\t``Hey Case,'' Raph said in greeting. ``What's the four-one-one topside?''\n\n\t``Thieving Purple Dragons,'' Casey said in response.\n\n\tSnorting, Raph said, ``So what's new? All that bunch ever does is steal stuff.''\n\n\t``I got a tip that they might be hitting a school book repository tonight,'' Casey said.\n\n\t``School books? Are ya' kidding us?'' Raph asked as he and his brothers started to laugh.\n\n\t``I don't think any of them can read,'' Don said.\n\n\t``Who did you get that tip from?'' Leo asked.\n\n\tCasey frowned at them. ``One of my sources.''\n\n\t``Was that source sober?'' Mikey asked.\n\n\t``Come on guys, are we gonna let them get away with ripping off the kids?'' Casey asked.\n\n\t``What possible reason would they have for stealing books? They have no resale value,'' Don said.\n\n\t``Ransom,'' Casey said, sounding very positive about it.\n\n\tThat bought him another burst of laughter from the turtles. ``As much as we'd like to help break up the great book caper, we got other stuff to do tonight,'' Raph said.\n\n\t``Like what?'' Casey asked eagerly. ``Ya' onto something better?''\n\n\t``We're onto the garage roof,'' Mikey answered. ``It's sprung a leak.''\n\n\t``Can't that wait?'' Casey asked. ``It don't sound all that critical.''\n\n\t``Nope. Seeing as ya' don't know for sure the Dragons are doing any book stealing, our priority is the roof,'' Raph told him.\n\n\t``It really sounds to me as though your informant is pulling your leg,'' Leo said.\n\n\t``I hope you didn't have to pay him for that tip,'' Don said.\n\n\tCasey's scowl verified that he had paid for the information.\n\n\t``Looks like the source not only wasn't sober, but that he planned on staying that way,'' Mikey said.\n\n\t``Well I'm going out tonight to learn for myself,'' Casey said stubbornly.\n\n\t``Ya' should take a book with ya' to read,'' Raph said with a grin. ``Sounds like your gonna have a lot of time on your hands.''\n\n\t``Just make sure it's your book,'' Mikey teased.\n\n\t``Forget ya' guys,'' Casey said with irritation. ``You'd rather play with roofing shingles than hunt criminals, then I'll take care of the Dragons myself.''\n\n\t``You do that,'' Leo said. ``Call us if you need backup.''\n\n\t``Whatever,'' Casey said. ``Hey, what kind of sandwich is that?''\n\n\tHe addressed the question to Don, who was chewing a bite of his sandwich.\n\n\t``Ham and swiss,'' Don said after he swallowed.\n\n\t``Looks good. Ya' got some more?'' Casey asked.\n\n\t``In the kitchen,'' Mikey said, signaling that Casey should follow him.\n\n\t``There goes the rest of our food,'' Raph said as the pair entered the kitchen. ``Bet he's out of here the second we say we're headed up to the garage to work.''\n\n\tLeo chuckled. ``At least we know how to get rid of him now.''\n\n\t``You don't think there's anything to this planned theft, do you?'' Don asked. ``I'd hate to think that the Dragons are stealing school books while we're up on the garage roof.''\n\n\t``The roof has to be fixed,'' Leo said with a shrug. ``If we look for them, we'll keep finding reasons not to get the work done. I don't want that leak to get worse and I doubt you want a flooded garage.''\n\n\t``I don't,'' Don admitted. ``We've got several hours until sundown. I'm going to tackle a few other projects until then.''\n\n\tDon didn't notice the looks his brothers exchanged as he headed back to his lab.\n\n\tThough he hated to admit to himself that he might be avoiding his brothers, there was a little of that intent in Don choosing to spend the afternoon away from them. Don had closed the door to his lab because he required some quiet for his latest experiment, but the faint sounds of his brothers playing video games reached him. They sounded as if they were enjoying themselves and Don felt a pang of regret for keeping his distance. He just needed for them to understand how much he disliked having them constantly bringing up the subject of his dreams.\n\n\tSometime during that long afternoon, the monotony of his project and lack of sleep had Don dozing off on his desk.\n\n\tManacles bit into his wrists. \n\nDon's arms were extended above his head, the manacles fastened to chains which were attached to a brick wall. His gear was gone, his mask gone, and Don was facing the wall, held in position by his captor.\n\n``Here we are again,'' Bishop whispered in his ear.\n\nGroaning, Don felt Bishop's naked body pressing against his rear. Bishop held his hip tightly in one hand, the other wrapped around Don's slowly inflating cock.\n\n``Let me go,'' Don croaked, unable to control his arousal. He could feel the head of Bishop's erection pressing against his entrance.\n\n``You're my favorite,'' Bishop said as he began to stroke Don's cock. ``I'm keeping you.''\n\nThe pressure against Don's opening grew unbearable and then Bishop pushed his length all of the way into his captive. Don cried out; it stung and burned. Bishop's cock was big, much larger than Don was used to.\n\nBishop began to move against him, pounding into Don's rear and pumping his cock with a quick rhythm. Don yanked on the chains, but they wouldn't give.\n\n``There's nowhere to go, Donatello,'' Bishop said, his hot breath washing across Don's neck. ``I'll always find you, even in your dreams.''\n\nJerking awake, Don flung himself back in his chair just as warmth flooded his lap. Grasping the edges of the desk, Don rode out his orgasm, his heart beating fast and hard in his chest.\n\nLaying his head against the chair back, Don closed his eyes and breathed heavily. After a couple of minutes his heartbeat was back under control.\n\nGlancing down at himself, Don noted that his lower torso was a sticky mess.\n\n``Great,'' Don said aloud. ``Now I can't even take a nap without this happening.''\n\nNot wanting his brothers to know he'd had another dream, this one in the middle of the day, Don got up and went over to the small sink he'd built in his lab. He carefully cleaned the spunk from his body and washed the sections of his belt that had been splattered. Using one of his Bunsen burners, he dried the belt before putting it back on.\n\nOnly a short time later Mikey tapped on his door and stuck his head in without waiting for a response. ``Dinner's ready.''\n\nMikey bounced away, leaving the door open. After making sure everything in his lab was secure, Don went out to join his family.\n\nAs they sat around the table eating, Leo gave Don an odd look and asked, ``Are you okay, Donny? You look a little . . . out of it.''\n\n``I'm fine,'' Don said, his tone firm. ``My head is still wrapped around my latest project.''\n\n``Some electro gadget thingy,'' Mikey said. Grinning, he added, ``Don's gonna make a Frankenstein's monster.''\n\nDon smiled at Mikey's farcical statement, entertained as he usually was by his brother's flights of fancy. ``Something like that might actually come in handy. It could help with my constantly growing to-do list.''\n\n``Until ya' actually have yourself a working robot, you've got us to order around,'' Raph said, pushing back from the table. ``It should be dark enough outside for us to start on the roof repairs.''\n\nAll four brothers helped with the dinner cleanup and then took the elevator to the garage. Leo went outside to reconnoiter the neighborhood around the garage. It was a run-down area which was mostly deserted after dark, but sometimes there was a little automobile traffic and the turtles did not want their activities to be seen.\n\n``It's all clear,'' Leo said as he came back inside. ``We can't use much light up on the roof, otherwise someone might notice.''\n\n``I've tapped into the old power pole next to our building,'' Don said. ``No one will think twice at seeing that the lamp is on. That should be enough light for us to work by.''\n\n``Good thing it's a flat roof,'' Raph said. ``Be hard to hide if it had a slope.''\n\n``Come on, let's get the old stuff off,'' Don said. ``Grab some tools.''\n\nHe led the way onto the roof through the interior access panel. Together the brothers spent a little over an hour ripping up the old roofing material and tossing it down next to the building.\n\nWhen the section they needed to repair was prepped, Raph and Mikey went back down to the garage and handed the new roofing material up to Don and Leo. The brothers were quick and efficient, wasting no effort as they worked.\n\nThey had just finished installing the metal flashing and were applying the waterproof membrane when Raph's shell cell rang.\n\n``Dammit,'' Raph cursed under his breath, wiping off his hands so he could answer the phone. ``Hello?''\n\nThough they couldn't hear what was being said, his brothers could see the change in Raph's expression. ``You're where? Don't move! Ya' hear me, Casey? Don't you fucking move, we're on our way.''\n\n``What is it?'' Leo asked immediately.\n\n``Casey. He was right for once. The Dragons are making a move on a warehouse full of books,'' Raph said. ``He said there's about twenty of them. We gotta go before he tries to take them out by himself and gets his fool head bashed in.''\n\nDon glanced up at the sky, which was overcast. ``We can't leave the roof like this for long.''\n\n``Stay here and keep working on it,'' Leo instructed. ``Mikey can help. Raph, Casey, and I can handle twenty Purple Dragons. We should be back in time to help you guys finish up.''\n\nAlmost before Don could acknowledge Leo's orders, he and Raph disappeared into the garage. A moment later the garage door opened and the Battle Shell raced out into the night.\n\n``Looks like it's just you and me and a bunch of work,'' Mikey said, making a face at the roof.\n\n``It shouldn't take us much longer,'' Don said.\n\nIn another hour they had finished with the waterproofing. They hadn't heard anything from Leo and Raph which caused Don a touch of concern. Mikey seemed to read his mind.\n\n``I'm sure they're fine,'' Mikey told him. ``They're probably too busy to call.''\n\nDon nodded. ``There's nothing to worry about, right? If they're in ninja mode they don't need the sound of the shell cell giving away their positions.''\n\n``This part's finished, isn't it Donny? What comes next?'' Mikey asked.\n\n``The tile itself,'' Don said. ``We need to bring the boxes up from the garage.''\n\n``I'll get them and hand them up to you,'' Mikey said.\n\n``Just toss up four boxes to start with,'' Don said. ``We don't want to be tripping over them.''\n\n``Gotcha,'' Mikey said, hopping down to the garage through the access panel.\n\nDon waited at the edge, catching the heavy boxes as Mikey tossed them up to him. As soon as he had four boxes, Don tore one open and started to lay tile.\n\nHe was halfway through the box when he realized that Mikey hadn't rejoined him. Frowning, Don called out, ``Mikey! Don't wait for me to ask for more boxes, I need your help with these.''\n\nThere was no acknowledgment to his shout and Don got up from where he was kneeling, crossing the roof to the access panel. As soon as he reached it, he noticed that the interior lights were out in the garage.\n\n``Mikey? Did we blow a fuse?'' Don asked.\n\nSilence. Don's heart started to beat a little faster. They hadn't been paying attention to their surroundings, too intent on getting the roof repairs done. Leo and Raph had gone radio silent, and now Mikey wasn't answering him.\n\nDon tossed aside his hammer and reached for his staff. He'd just gotten a good grip on it when the light on the power pole went out and something stung his shoulder.\n\nEyes wide with surprise, Don reached back and felt an object imbedded in his skin. Yanking it out, he held it up and saw that it was an injection dart.\n\nThen the world around him got blurry. Dropping the dart and his staff, Don placed a hand to his head as it started to spin. Don managed to take a step before his feet went out from under him and he collapsed into unconsciousness.\n\nTBC........\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tThough he pulled hard against his restraints, Donatello was unable to budge them.  His arms were pinned above his head, his ankles strapped to opposite corners of a cold metal table.

\tSomehow this time he knew it wasn't real.  It was probably his conversation with Mikey that was helping him maintain a level of lucidity in this dream, but though he knew it for what it was, he couldn't exert control.

\t``Donatello, ah Donatello,'' Bishop chided from somewhere just out of sight.  ``You should know by now that you cannot fight me.''

\t``Why are you here?  Why are you doing this to me?'' Don asked, though he realized he was actually questioning himself.

\t``Because I can,'' Bishop answered.

\t``But why me?'' Don asked.

\t``Would you wish this upon one of your brothers?'' Bishop countered.

\t``No!'' Don exclaimed.  ``Never!  I need to understand . . . I need to . . . . ``

\tBishop interrupted.  ``You need to stop fighting it.  Stop fighting me.  I chose you to save.  You should be flattered.''

\t``What do you mean, save?'' Don asked, confused.  ``I'm not saved.  I'm a captive and you're using me for your own sadistic pleasure.''

\tBishop was suddenly next to him, leaning over to peer into Don's face while one of his hands busied itself between the young turtle's outstretched legs.

\t``My pleasure is also your pleasure,'' Bishop replied enigmatically.

\tAs if to emphasize Bishop's point for him, Don's cock bloomed to a full erection, popping into the open to be caught in the agent's firm grip.

\t``Stop,'' Don demanded, as much to himself as to Bishop.  ``I don't really want this.''

\t``Then why are you so hard?'' Bishop asked.  ``Why do you keep returning to me?''

\t``I don't know!'' Don wailed.

\t``On some level you know the answer to all of your questions,'' Bishop said, stroking Don's cock from root to tip.  ``You know why you continue to invite me in.''

\tNow he was on top of Don.  Bishop's clothes were gone, his erection pressing against Donatello's rectum.

\t``You know why you want this night after night,'' Bishop said, thrusting into Don.

\t``No~o!'' Don shouted.

\tDon woke abruptly, his screams echoing in his ears.  His shouts had awakened his brothers, who clustered around him.

\tConsciousness brought with it an awareness of his fully aroused state.  Considering their proximity, there was no way to hide his erection from his brothers.

\t``Again, Donny?'' Raph asked, looking down at his brother's cock.  ``Ain't we satisfying ya'?''

\t``Are we not giving you something you need, Don?'' Leo asked with concern, a frown on his face.

\t``It's not that at all,'' Don protested.

\t``We're all enjoying our kinks, maybe Donny has one he hasn't told us about,'' Mikey said, looking pointedly at the genius.

\t``I swear, you guys give me more than enough attention,'' Don said.  ``I guess I simply have a higher libido than the rest of you.''

\t``It's okay, Donny.  We'll just have to learn to keep up with you,'' Mikey said.

\tLeo leaned in to kiss Don's neck.  ``We'll start now.''

\t``Yeah.  Looks like ya' got a situation ya' need a hand with,'' Raph said, turning Don's face towards him in order to capture his mouth in a deep kiss.

\t``More like you need a mouth to help you out,'' Mikey said, scooting down on the bed and pushing Don's legs apart so he could crawl between them.

\tDon churred as Mikey's lips slid down his shaft.  Raph relinquished Don's mouth to Leo, chuckling when Don moaned.

\t``Love those sounds ya' make,'' Raph rumbled.

\tIt felt amazing to be pampered by all three of his brothers.  The way they were touching him, kissing him, and Mikey's blow job should have brought Donatello to the brink quickly.

\tFor some reason it just wasn't working for him and Don had no idea why.  Raph noticed first.

\t``What's the matter, Donny?  Ya' feeling okay?'' Raph asked, frowning.

\tLeo broke the kiss but stayed near, staring into Don's eyes, his own asking the same question.

\t``I . . . no . . . I mean yes.  I don't . . . give me a minute,'' Don stammered.

\tMikey lapped at the tip of Don's cock, which had deflated just a little.  ``Why don't you try holding him down, Raph?''

\tRaph grinned wolfishly before seizing Don's wrists and lifting his arms above his head.  As he pinned Don's arms in place, giving his brother no wiggle room, Leo moved to the end of the mattress.  Wrapping his hands around Don's ankles, he leaned his weight onto them so that Don couldn't move.

\tDon closed his eyes, pulling against his brothers and finding their grips solid.

\t``You're ours to do with as we please,'' Leo said, his tone guttural.

\tIn his mind's eye, Don saw Bishop swallowing his cock.  When Mikey pressed a thick, barely lubricated finger into his ass, Don imagined it was Bishop.

\tThe orgasm took Don by surprise.  His climax hit without warning, filling Mikey's mouth with cum.

\tEyes snapping open, Don stared unseeingly up at the ceiling.

\t``Wow Donny,'' Mikey said, drawing Don's gaze to him.  Mikey swiped the back of his hand across his mouth.  ``How could you still have so much in you?''

\tDon waited until his breathing evened out before attempting an answer.  ``Maybe that's why I have these dreams.  It's possible I'm a heavy producer and need to release a couple of extra times.  We are turtles after all.''

\t``Uh huh,'' Raph said, as though he wasn't buying that explanation.  He released Don's arms.  ``Or maybe we ain't giving ya' want ya' really want.''

\t``Of course you are,'' Don said adamantly.  ``I couldn't be happier than when I'm with you guys.''

\t``Or more satisfied?'' Leo asked, crawling up next to Don.

\t``I'm truly satisfied with our love making,'' Don said.  ``I'm sure these dream are a passing phase.  I mean, there are worse things I could be dreaming about.  My dreams are no big deal.''

\t``Unless you get to a point where you can't get off without pretending Bishop is raping you while we're having sex,'' Mikey said.

\tDon could feel his face coloring.  Sometimes he swore Mikey could read minds.

\tChoosing to lie, Don said, ``Well I don't.  I'm right here in the moment with each of you.  The only thing I really need is for you to stop worrying about why I dream the way I do.  Mikey, you dream about being a super hero a couple of times a week.  Leo, both you and Raph are plagued by nightmares whenever you sleep alone.  Why does no one obsess about anyone's dreams but mine?''

\tHe saw his brothers glance at each other, but none of them answered his question.

\t``Let's drop it and go back to sleep,'' Leo suggested.  ``Don's right, dreams are dreams.''

\tBreathing a sigh of relief, Don settled into Leo's arms as Raph and Mikey curled comfortably together.  Eyes closed, Leo massaged the back of Don's neck, easing the tension from his muscles, and the genius was soon asleep.

\tIf there was a slight murmur from three brothers talking about him, Don's sleep was not disturbed by it.

\tAfter an early morning practice session, the brothers went up to the garage to unload the Battle Shell.  Though Donatello had searched all of the news outlets and had even checked the police call log from the night before, their hardware store break-in hadn't been reported.

 \t``It makes no sense,'' Raph said as he stacked drywall.  ``We heard sirens.  How come there's nothing about our shopping trip reported anywhere?''

\t``Maybe `cause we paid for the stuff we took?  I guess the owner didn't think he needed to file a bunch of reports,'' Mikey said.

\t``Or . . . .'' Leo began before trailing off.

\t``Or what?'' Raph asked, stopping to stare at his brother.

\tLeo glanced at Don and then quickly looked over at Raph.  ``Or someone with clout quashed any mention of the break-in because they knew it was us.''

\t``You mean Bishop,'' Mikey said.  ``You think he's keeping an eye out for us.''

\t``I doubt it,'' Leo said quickly.  ``He's had no interest in us for a while.  Forget I said anything.  I've just got him on the brain.''

\t``Then why'd ya' bring it up?'' Raph asked irritably.\t

\t``Because I keep dreaming about him,'' Don said, his tone flat.

\tLeo turned to address Don directly.  ``Do you think it's possible you've been dreaming about him because you've subconsciously noticed something that indicates he's been around?''

\t``If I had, it wouldn't be in my subconscious for long,'' Don said.  ``That's not how my mind works.  I file things in compartments and thumb through them until they make sense.  If he or any of his people had done something to catch my notice, however slight, I'd have processed what I'd detected by now.''

\t``You didn't process that he'd been trailing us that time he caught us in the park with Professor Honeycutt,'' Mikey said.

\t``We were a little busy trying to escape the Triceratons at the time,'' Don said, shaking his head at Mikey.  ``Of course I wouldn't have noticed then.''

\t``We've been busy screwing each other raw for weeks.  Maybe ya' ain't processed his presence `cause of that,'' Raph said bluntly.

\t``Well, have you guys noticed anything out of the ordinary?'' Don demanded.  ``I'm not the only one here with eyes.''

\t``Whoa, defensive much Donny?'' Raph asked.

\t``I'm sorry, but why does every conversation we have lately wind up involving my dreams?'' Don asked.

\t``We didn't bring them up this time, you did,'' Leo said.

\t``Only because you brought up Bishop,'' Don said.  ``You even hesitated to say his name, like you're worried I'm fixated on him or something.''

\t``Are ya'?'' Raph asked outright.

\tDon grabbed a couple of boxes of roofing nails out of the truck and stormed over to the work table before slamming them down.  He didn't answer and he didn't look at his brothers.

\t``Donny?'' Leo asked.

\t``Stop ganging up on me,'' Don said without turning around.  ``I don't want to talk about this anymore.''

\tHis brothers fell silent.  Don wasn't sure if he should be happy about that or not.  He could only imagine what they were thinking, but he couldn't help it.  The constant questions were irritating and Don had no idea what they expected of him.  Were their egos that fragile that they required his constant assurances that his dreams had nothing to do with something that was lacking in his love life?

\tOne of them, Don thought it was Mikey, changed the subject.  This was their way of letting him cool down when he occasionally blew a gasket.  He appreciated their tact, but he also knew this was only postponing the inevitable.

\tAs bad as Don felt for snapping at his brothers, he couldn't bring himself to apologize.  He knew he would eventually and they did too.  The group finished emptying the truck of supplies, three of them carrying on a conversation as though nothing had happened.  They were giving Don his space.

\tOnce their task was complete, the four of them joined Master Splinter for sparring practice.  Donatello was still in a mood and when they sparred, he was much more aggressive than usual.

\tThough his father cast a quizzical eye in Don's direction, he said nothing about his son's performance other than to tell him to take care not to lead with his shoulder.  When he dismissed the turtles, Don's brothers headed for the kitchen to have lunch, but he didn't go with them.  Instead, Don went to his lab for a little alone time.

\tAbout forty minutes later Mikey appeared in the lab's doorway carrying a cup of coffee and a plate containing a sandwich.

\tRemaining where he was until Don looked up, Mikey said, ``Permission to enter with an apology sandwich?''

\tDon leaned back in his chair and sighed.  It was hard to stay mad at his younger brother.

\t``Come on in,'' Don said.  ``I'll take the sandwich, but you don't need to apologize.  I'm the one who flew off the handle.''

\tMikey brought the plate and cup over to him, setting them on a corner of the desk.  ``It's okay Donny,'' he said, waving it off.  ``We were kind of harping on that subject that I'm not gonna bring up anymore.  What're you working on?''

\t``A cavity resonator,'' Don said, perking up as he usually did when asked about a project.  ``I'm trying to find a way to store and then use electromagnetic energy.  I figure if I manipulate the cavity geometry . . . .''

\t``Hey Don,'' Mikey said, interrupting him.  ``You do know I'm not understanding any of this, right?''

\tRather than being perturbed, Don looked at him fondly.  ``I get carried away.  Besides, you're very smart, Mikey.  I'll bet you could understand anything if you put your mind to it.''

\t``Aww, keep sweet talking me like that and I'll spoil you in bed tonight,'' Mikey said.

\t``That's something to look forward to,'' Don said with a smile.

\tA familiar voice suddenly echoed through the lair.  ``Yo!  Where is everybody?''

\t``And there's Casey, right on time to spoil the mood,'' Mikey said, laughing.  ``Put that electro thingy aside and let's see what he wants.''

\tWhen Don got up, Mikey grabbed the plate and stuck it in his hands.  ``You can eat and visit at the same time.''

\tDon rolled his eyes.  His brothers would forever believe he'd starve to death if they didn't remind him to eat.  Taking a quick drink of coffee, Don followed Mikey out of the lab, plate in hand.

\tRaph and Leo came out of the kitchen at the same time.  They found Casey standing in the middle of the lair.

\t``Hey Case,'' Raph said in greeting.  ``What's the four-one-one topside?''

\t``Thieving Purple Dragons,'' Casey said in response.

\tSnorting, Raph said, ``So what's new?  All that bunch ever does is steal stuff.''

\t``I got a tip that they might be hitting a school book repository tonight,'' Casey said.

\t``School books?  Are ya' kidding us?'' Raph asked as he and his brothers started to laugh.

\t``I don't think any of them can read,'' Don said.

\t``Who did you get that tip from?'' Leo asked.

\tCasey frowned at them.  ``One of my sources.''

\t``Was that source sober?'' Mikey asked.

\t``Come on guys, are we gonna let them get away with ripping off the kids?'' Casey asked.

\t``What possible reason would they have for stealing books?  They have no resale value,'' Don said.

\t``Ransom,'' Casey said, sounding very positive about it.

\tThat bought him another burst of laughter from the turtles.  ``As much as we'd like to help break up the great book caper, we got other stuff to do tonight,'' Raph said.

\t``Like what?'' Casey asked eagerly.  ``Ya' onto something better?''

\t``We're onto the garage roof,'' Mikey answered.  ``It's sprung a leak.''

\t``Can't that wait?'' Casey asked.  ``It don't sound all that critical.''

\t``Nope.  Seeing as ya' don't know for sure the Dragons are doing any book stealing, our priority is the roof,'' Raph told him.

\t``It really sounds to me as though your informant is pulling your leg,'' Leo said.

\t``I hope you didn't have to pay him for that tip,'' Don said.

\tCasey's scowl verified that he had paid for the information.

\t``Looks like the source not only wasn't sober, but that he planned on staying that way,'' Mikey said.

\t``Well I'm going out tonight to learn for myself,'' Casey said stubbornly.

\t``Ya' should take a book with ya' to read,'' Raph said with a grin.  ``Sounds like your gonna have a lot of time on your hands.''

\t``Just make sure it's your book,'' Mikey teased.

\t``Forget ya' guys,'' Casey said with irritation.  ``You'd rather play with roofing shingles than hunt criminals, then I'll take care of the Dragons myself.''

\t``You do that,'' Leo said.  ``Call us if you need backup.''

\t``Whatever,'' Casey said.  ``Hey, what kind of sandwich is that?''

\tHe addressed the question to Don, who was chewing a bite of his sandwich.

\t``Ham and swiss,'' Don said after he swallowed.

\t``Looks good.  Ya' got some more?'' Casey asked.

\t``In the kitchen,'' Mikey said, signaling that Casey should follow him.

\t``There goes the rest of our food,'' Raph said as the pair entered the kitchen.  ``Bet he's out of here the second we say we're headed up to the garage to work.''

\tLeo chuckled.  ``At least we know how to get rid of him now.''

\t``You don't think there's anything to this planned theft, do you?'' Don asked.  ``I'd hate to think that the Dragons are stealing school books while we're up on the garage roof.''

\t``The roof has to be fixed,'' Leo said with a shrug.  ``If we look for them, we'll keep finding reasons not to get the work done.  I don't want that leak to get worse and I doubt you want a flooded garage.''

\t``I don't,'' Don admitted.  ``We've got several hours until sundown.  I'm going to tackle a few other projects until then.''

\tDon didn't notice the looks his brothers exchanged as he headed back to his lab.

\tThough he hated to admit to himself that he might be avoiding his brothers, there was a little of that intent in Don choosing to spend the afternoon away from them.  Don had closed the door to his lab because he required some quiet for his latest experiment, but the faint sounds of his brothers playing video games reached him.  They sounded as if they were enjoying themselves and Don felt a pang of regret for keeping his distance.  He just needed for them to understand how much he disliked having them constantly bringing up the subject of his dreams.

\tSometime during that long afternoon, the monotony of his project and lack of sleep had Don dozing off on his desk.

\tManacles bit into his wrists.

Don's arms were extended above his head, the manacles fastened to chains which were attached to a brick wall.  His gear was gone, his mask gone, and Don was facing the wall, held in position by his captor.

``Here we are again,'' Bishop whispered in his ear.

Groaning, Don felt Bishop's naked body pressing against his rear.  Bishop held his hip tightly in one hand, the other wrapped around Don's slowly inflating cock.

``Let me go,'' Don croaked, unable to control his arousal.  He could feel the head of Bishop's erection pressing against his entrance.

``You're my favorite,'' Bishop said as he began to stroke Don's cock.  ``I'm keeping you.''

The pressure against Don's opening grew unbearable and then Bishop pushed his length all of the way into his captive.  Don cried out; it stung and burned.  Bishop's cock was big, much larger than Don was used to.

Bishop began to move against him, pounding into Don's rear and pumping his cock with a quick rhythm.  Don yanked on the chains, but they wouldn't give.

``There's nowhere to go, Donatello,'' Bishop said, his hot breath washing across Don's neck.  ``I'll always find you, even in your dreams.''

Jerking awake, Don flung himself back in his chair just as warmth flooded his lap.  Grasping the edges of the desk, Don rode out his orgasm, his heart beating fast and hard in his chest.

Laying his head against the chair back, Don closed his eyes and breathed heavily.  After a couple of minutes his heartbeat was back under control.

Glancing down at himself, Don noted that his lower torso was a sticky mess.

``Great,'' Don said aloud.  ``Now I can't even take a nap without this happening.''

Not wanting his brothers to know he'd had another dream, this one in the middle of the day, Don got up and went over to the small sink he'd built in his lab.  He carefully cleaned the spunk from his body and washed the sections of his belt that had been splattered.  Using one of his Bunsen burners, he dried the belt before putting it back on.

Only a short time later Mikey tapped on his door and stuck his head in without waiting for a response.  ``Dinner's ready.''

Mikey bounced away, leaving the door open.  After making sure everything in his lab was secure, Don went out to join his family.

As they sat around the table eating, Leo gave Don an odd look and asked, ``Are you okay, Donny?  You look a little . . . out of it.''

``I'm fine,'' Don said, his tone firm.  ``My head is still wrapped around my latest project.''

``Some electro gadget thingy,'' Mikey said.  Grinning, he added, ``Don's gonna make a Frankenstein's monster.''

Don smiled at Mikey's farcical statement, entertained as he usually was by his brother's flights of fancy.  ``Something like that might actually come in handy.  It could help with my constantly growing to-do list.''

``Until ya' actually have yourself a working robot, you've got us to order around,'' Raph said, pushing back from the table.  ``It should be dark enough outside for us to start on the roof repairs.''

All four brothers helped with the dinner cleanup and then took the elevator to the garage.  Leo went outside to reconnoiter the neighborhood around the garage.  It was a run-down area which was mostly deserted after dark, but sometimes there was a little automobile traffic and the turtles did not want their activities to be seen.

``It's all clear,'' Leo said as he came back inside.  ``We can't use much light up on the roof, otherwise someone might notice.''

``I've tapped into the old power pole next to our building,'' Don said.  ``No one will think twice at seeing that the lamp is on.  That should be enough light for us to work by.''

``Good thing it's a flat roof,'' Raph said.  ``Be hard to hide if it had a slope.''

``Come on, let's get the old stuff off,'' Don said.  ``Grab some tools.''

He led the way onto the roof through the interior access panel.  Together the brothers spent a little over an hour ripping up the old roofing material and tossing it down next to the building.

When the section they needed to repair was prepped, Raph and Mikey went back down to the garage and handed the new roofing material up to Don and Leo.  The brothers were quick and efficient, wasting no effort as they worked.

They had just finished installing the metal flashing and were applying the waterproof membrane when Raph's shell cell rang.

``Dammit,'' Raph cursed under his breath, wiping off his hands so he could answer the phone.  ``Hello?''

Though they couldn't hear what was being said, his brothers could see the change in Raph's expression.  ``You're where?  Don't move!  Ya' hear me, Casey?  Don't you fucking move, we're on our way.''

``What is it?'' Leo asked immediately.

``Casey.  He was right for once.  The Dragons are making a move on a warehouse full of books,'' Raph said.  ``He said there's about twenty of them.  We gotta go before he tries to take them out by himself and gets his fool head bashed in.''

Don glanced up at the sky, which was overcast.  ``We can't leave the roof like this for long.''

``Stay here and keep working on it,'' Leo instructed.  ``Mikey can help.  Raph, Casey, and I can handle twenty Purple Dragons.  We should be back in time to help you guys finish up.''

Almost before Don could acknowledge Leo's orders, he and Raph disappeared into the garage.  A moment later the garage door opened and the Battle Shell raced out into the night.

``Looks like it's just you and me and a bunch of work,'' Mikey said, making a face at the roof.

``It shouldn't take us much longer,'' Don said.

In another hour they had finished with the waterproofing.  They hadn't heard anything from Leo and Raph which caused Don a touch of concern.  Mikey seemed to read his mind.

``I'm sure they're fine,'' Mikey told him.  ``They're probably too busy to call.''

Don nodded.  ``There's nothing to worry about, right?  If they're in ninja mode they don't need the sound of the shell cell giving away their positions.''

``This part's finished, isn't it Donny?  What comes next?'' Mikey asked.

``The tile itself,'' Don said.  ``We need to bring the boxes up from the garage.''

``I'll get them and hand them up to you,'' Mikey said.

``Just toss up four boxes to start with,'' Don said.  ``We don't want to be tripping over them.''

``Gotcha,'' Mikey said, hopping down to the garage through the access panel.

Don waited at the edge, catching the heavy boxes as Mikey tossed them up to him.  As soon as he had four boxes, Don tore one open and started to lay tile.

He was halfway through the box when he realized that Mikey hadn't rejoined him.  Frowning, Don called out, ``Mikey!  Don't wait for me to ask for more boxes, I need your help with these.''

There was no acknowledgment to his shout and Don got up from where he was kneeling, crossing the roof to the access panel.  As soon as he reached it, he noticed that the interior lights were out in the garage.

``Mikey?  Did we blow a fuse?'' Don asked.

Silence.  Don's heart started to beat a little faster.  They hadn't been paying attention to their surroundings, too intent on getting the roof repairs done.  Leo and Raph had gone radio silent, and now Mikey wasn't answering him.

Don tossed aside his hammer and reached for his staff.  He'd just gotten a good grip on it when the light on the power pole went out and something stung his shoulder.

Eyes wide with surprise, Don reached back and felt an object imbedded in his skin.  Yanking it out, he held it up and saw that it was an injection dart.

Then the world around him got blurry.  Dropping the dart and his staff, Don placed a hand to his head as it started to spin.  Don managed to take a step before his feet went out from under him and he collapsed into unconsciousness.

TBC........

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