Mikey's Zootopian Question or How Zootopia Made Me Suck My Dad's Dick
by tannim
January 29, 2016

	Sake wasn't an escape and Splinter didn't drink enough of it to become a lush.  It was just a simple pleasure that he'd found in Japan, and the fact that it made dealing with four teenagers easier was pure coincidence.  TV could be stressful when his sons liked different things, even when there were only two at home.

	"Raphael! Stop jabbing your brother!"

	"Sorry, Sensei..." Raphael let go and stopped. "Will you PLEASE change the channel, Michelangelo? You've seen this episode dozens of times."

	Mikey rubbed at his shoulder. "But they're just at the good part! See, here it comes... Aw, man! A commercial break?! There's never one on during this part! I hate commercials! OH! Look, Zootopia.  Man this movie looks so cool."

	Splinter took a long sip, it was hard to keep calm around Michelangelo sometimes. "Yes, Michelangelo... if you change the channel, you will..."

	"What's a Nudist Colony and why would it make the rabbit uncomfortable?"

	Splinter coughed and finished off the small cup of Sake.  He hadn't noticed the part about the nudist colony before or the way all the animals there were naked while the rest in the movie wore clothes.  The elephant flaunting her bare butt at the camera was surprisingly adult for being advertised on a kids network.  That they drew attention to it by asking if they were suddenly uncomfortable seemed even more surprising.

	The scene certainly made Splinter uncomfortable.  It'd been a while since he'd had any intimate contact with his own "does this make you uncomfortable" areas and that commercial had his cock lifting slightly against his kimono.  He wondered how Michelangelo would react when he learned what they were.  A thought made him stifle a laugh.  How would his son react if he SHOWED him what it was?

	Perhaps from loneliness or perhaps from too much sake, Splinter stood up. "A nudist colony?" He tugged the sash to his robe and let it fall open. "Why don't I show you?"

	Raph and Mike looked away from the TV curiously at their master standing up.  Their mouths opened wide when he shrugged off his kimono and stood naked before them.  After a moment he lifted his left leg to step onto the couch with his genitals exposed and slightly aroused about fifteen inches from Michelangelo's face.

	His son looked away to Raphael for a moment, then back. "Whoa, dude... Master Splinter?"

	"A nudist colony is where everyone goes around naked.  No clothing, except perhaps for shoes, fully exposed." Splinter stepped back down and turned around to show off his butt.  He lifted his tail with his right hand and held it near the tip so it would sway with his him as he shook his hips. "Does this make you uncomfortable?"

	Raph swallowed hard. "Uh... yeah... kind of uncomfortable here."

	"Do they, like, touch and stuff?" Michelangelo tilted his head to see his father's balls from behind. "They're always dangling like, uh... that?"

	The rat smiled, it was actually pleasant being naked in front of them with their focus on his body instead of learning about theirs.  He usually felt at least a twinge of embarrassment being naked for his sons in the past.  This time, though, it was fun.  It could be even more fun.

	"Why don't you try it, my sons.  Take off your underwear and join me at our own nudist colony."

	"I dunno, Sens..." Raphael didn't even finish before his brother jumped up on the couch and pulled his underwear off. "Come on, Mikey, don't do that..."

	"Relax, Raph, it's fun to let it hang out." Michelangelo laughed and dropped heavily back down onto the couch with a thump. "Sensei said it's fine so it's fine.  I always wanted to go on a mission all commando style!"

	Splinter's gaze followed his impulsive son.  The boy's dick was flaccid, about two inches of soft flexible flaccid, and it was very cute how it flopped about as he moved.  Raphael only took a little coaxing from his brother before he gave in and tugged his off.  Raph did it with far less flare than Mikey, but the teen's soft young dick was still just as cute, if slightly longer.  Both of their balls were tight pleasant things, too.

	"So... this is what it feels like to be at a nudist colony? Embarrassed and uncomfortable?" Raphael nodded. "Yeah, I get that comment in the commercial now."

	Michelangelo jabbed his brother's shoulder as had been done to him. "Aw, is Raphy Waphy embarrassed to be Au Natural?"

	"What?! No... Where did you learn THAT phrase."

	"Hey, I watch TV.  I know things." Mikey dodged a punch and hopped up, not even feeling Splinter's eyes on his soft dick swinging with the motion. "Nothing useful, according to you and Leo and Don, and well, everybody, but I know things.  Like it's fun to be nude.  We aren't allowed to be a lot, so just chillax and enjoy hangin' out."

	"Yes, Raphael. Relax and hang out with us." Splinter smiled, a bit worried at his lack of apprehension over his growing arousal at seeing his sons naked but feeling happy about it at the same time.  He so rarely got to be open with his body and with his sons. "Even I am chillaxing."

	Michelangelo coughed. "Uh... Sensei, please don't say that, it just sounds weird coming from you.  What all do they do in Nudist Colony's anyway? I mean, I get walking around, but is that it?"

	"Oh, no, they play games, they talk, and read and normal things." Splinter looked down to his quickly swelling erection, hesitating even with the alcohol easing his inhibitions. "I'm sure they touch, too."

	Raph followed his master's gaze and looked away quickly.  That feeling of discomfort had really grown.  A new feeling of curiosity came with it though.  He'd touched himself a few times down there.  It felt really intense those few instances when he'd been able to get some privacy.  His brothers rarely seemed to pay attention to their genitals and seeing his father openly displaying his made the turtle anxious and even more curious.

	"We play games all the time." Raphael shrugged. "We do everything else all the time, too."

	"Wait, what kind of touching?" Michelangelo poked his sensei's belly and Splinter smiled and shook his head.  The boy poked higher for another shake, then let Splinter catch his wrist and guide it down towards his thickening member. "Here huh...? Wow, that is different."

	Mikey rubbed his fingers over his father's erection, enjoying the novelty of seeing a part of the old rat he'd never seen up close before and certainly not enlarged before.  The heat was surprising, as well as the fact that there wasn't any fur on it's skin.  Splinter's hips shifted forward slightly as he squeezed it in his hand.

	Michelangelo looked embarrassed as he fondled his first erection. "So, uh... what do I do with it, exactly?"

	Splinter looked over to Raphael, who was trying to look and not be seen to be looking at the same time, then placed a hand on Mike's shoulder. "You squeeze it, NOT TOO HARD, rub it, and treat it like a pet you want to give attention to." The rat's ears wilted when he heard himself.  Had he really just said that? They perked back up when the sake translated it into fun and he reached down to cup and stroke his son's own penis. "Like this."

	Raphael leaned to the right and left, but his brother's shell was in the way too much.  He knew vaguely what they were doing.  Rubbing his own had felt great, but he wanted to see it, too.  Grunting in frustration he stood up and simply walked around, arms crossed, to watch.

	"Oh, man, you're touching that soft spot, Master..." Michelangelo clenched his legs as he felt the difference. "Well, not really as soft anymore I guess.  It's been doing that lately."

	"That is natural.  They will be doing that for all of your brothers.  Enjoy your erections." Splinter kissed his son's forehead, straightened, then crouched to kiss his son on the lips instead. "And enjoy my erection while you are here." Seeing the look of incomprehension he crouched down lower to rub Michelangelo's stiffening cock with both hands. "When it, that is your penis, which is the correct term for this organ, stiffens, it is called an erection.  An erection shows you are ready for sexual stimulation.  Would you like to try, too, Raphael?"

	"Uh, I dunno.  Maybe... I guess." Raphael stepped closer quickly. "Yeah, why not."

	He grunted as his father's hand suddenly cupped his sensitive bits.  It felt so much different than his own had felt.  His cheeks were flushed bright red and he felt like such a wimp for it.  Michelangelo hadn't flushed at all!

	Splinter held his sons while still crouching down, enjoying the sight of their teenage cocks and bodies so close.  He felt so good about it and they were such lovely boys.  Raphael stiffened to a pleasant eight inches, only a couple inches shorter than his own ten, while Michelangelo finished at a pleasantly average six.  The rat leaned in to kiss the tip of each before wanting to give them a chance as well.

	Splinter stood, still holding them, and thrust his own penis out to touch theirs. "You are both welcome to hold mine, as well.  No fighting, there is plenty to share and plenty of time to share it."

	"Dibs!" Raphael grabbed their father's dick just before Michelangelo could.

	"Aw, I wanted there..." Michelangelo let his brother have Splinter's cock.  Instead he cupped the full balls hanging below.  They were a fair bit bigger than his. "Theses are a lot different than mine, Sensei."

	"Mostly because they are more developed, Michelangelo.  Yours will grow in time." Splinter closed his eyes and enjoyed both hands squeezing rubbing.  He opened them again when he felt Mikey's fingers tugging at the very fine fur covering his scrotum. "Mine do have light hair on them while yours will not.  Turtles do not have much hair on their bodies at any age."

	"These hairs feel pretty nice, Sensei.  Your hand feels pretty nice too."

	Splinter felt both of his sons dicks fully harden in his hand.  They took longer than he'd expected them to, given their ages and experience.  Even through the alcohol, he wondered if he should have shielded them so much from sexuality for so long.  As mutants they may not have had much chance at human women, but they could have had each other... and, of course, him.

	He was quiet for a while, simply enjoying feeling their cocks and enjoying the subtle differences between them.  Raphael's stress had given him more veins along his penis while Michelangelo's was very smooth and young looking.  The difference in girth wasn't as impressive as the length difference, but Raphael had won again, there.  He was glad of that, Raph was angry enough without being embarrassed about his genital size.

	Raph held onto his father's cock, idly rubbing around the tip with his thumb as he had found rather pleasant or himself. "So... uh... what do we do now? I mean, this feels great and all, but it's kind of dull."

	Mikey kept playing with the hairs on their sensei's nuts. "I dunno, it's kind of fun to me.  Maybe you just didn't grab the right part."

	"No, Raphael is right.  There is far more to do than this." Splinter let go of his boys and kissed each of them muzzle to beak, holding each kiss for several seconds before leaving the two more flustered when he stepped back. "I could kiss and touch all over each of you.  You could touch and kiss all over me.  We could do something else entirely.  You were enjoying my balls, Michelangelo, perhaps you would like to feel them in your mouth."

	"Balls, huh.  Good name." Mikey held his own as he spoke. "Kind of accurate.  I hadn't gotten around to naming them yet, they were always just sort of there."

	"The correct term is scrotum with the things inside being testicles." Splinter squeezed his own scrotum and showed them how round it could look. "But balls is a very common term and quite enjoyable."

	Michelangelo mimicked his father by tightly gripping his own hairless sack. "So... in my mouth, huh? Sounds weird, but I'll try it!"

	"Wouldn't be the most unusual thing that's been in YOUR mouth."

	"Raphael, perhaps you would like to try having my penis in your mouth?  I would certainly like to taste yours in mine." Splinter lay down on his back, looking up at them. "Stand over me, facing towards my legs, then kneel down until your balls touch my nose."

	Mikey crossed his arms in a huff. "Aw, I wanted Sensei's mouth first..."

	Raph shrugged. "Fine, you can go first then."

	He watched as his brother did as he'd been told.  The whole situation was still so weird for him.  It felt good and all but it was just so weird and embarrassing.  They rarely wore much to cover their intimate areas, but they never flaunted them before or played with them, especially not with SPLINTER!

	Michelangelo didn't seem to mind the situation and followed through with the instructions given.  He looked amused when his sack touched their master's nose and made a curious sound when Splinter pressed his lips to it in a sucking kiss.  The old rat kissed the tight green skinned pouch several times before pushing his muzzle further up to catch the boy's dick in his mouth.

	Raph's own cock throbbed at the thought of having something hot and wet gripping it.  He shouldn't have given up his chance.  A lot of things were embarrassing, but it really had been fun.  Maybe there was still time.  If not, he could make time.

	A finger suddenly poking his butt made Michelangelo lurch to his feet and turn to glare at Raphael standing behind him. "Hey! What was...OH!"

	Raph pushed his brother forward and squatted down over Splinter's face. "You're supposed to be sucking Master's balls, he wanted me to do this part." He'd expected a complaint from their father at how he'd acted, but instead he felt a soft pair of hot lips kissing his scrotum and a broad tongue dragging over the tight skin around and behind them. "Sorry, Sensei.  I didn't know I wanted it until I saw him getting it first."

	"Not cool, Raph." Michelangelo made a face at his brother, but moved on to their father's groin instead. "Well, I did sort of want to do this anyway first."

	Splinter didn't say anything.  He was rather surprised by Raphael's sweatier scent.  It was far stronger than Michelangelo's, but not unpleasant at all.  The young teen had been working out before their TV watching and as Splinter licked he could certainly taste his son's somewhat salt musk.  It added to the excitement of what he was doing and encouraged him to suck the boy's entire sack into his mouth to swirl his tongue around.

	Raphael's legs clenched in his squat.  That felt good, not hand on his penis good, but good.  His master's hands gripped his legs to gentle pull down.  The turtle had to drop to kneeling around his father's head when Splinter just kept pulling and he realized that was how his dad wanted him.

	Michelangelo laid on his belly to get better access to their sensei's balls.  It was awkward, but the fur texture against his lips and soft skin folding around his tongue made it worth it.  He was surprised to find there was no real flavor, just a really nice feel to it.  The position also brought him eye level with Splinter's swollen cock jutting up above him, or at least the bottom half of it he could see without straining his eyes upward.

	Mikey ground his nose against his master's cock root for fun while muttering around the old rat's balls in his mouth. "This is so cool."

	Splinter pulled off of his son's sack with a wet sucking pop, for himself as much as for Raphael. "Now drop onto all fours, Raphael.  You can sample my penis while I," He pushed his muzzle up along Raph's shaft and used a hand to push it downward. "enjoy yours."

	Raphael clenched hard at feeling the suction around his balls suddenly release.  He'd really liked that, but his father's soft muzzle fur was rather nice against his cock and would probably feel better on the more sensitive part.  Before he'd even fully knelt down, Splinter's mouth sealed around his shaft and proved him right.  So much better.

	Michelangelo looked up at Raph as his brother knelt over their master.  Even Mikey felt some embarrassment at what he was doing with Raphael staring down at him as he did it.  Raph felt even more embarrassment at seeing him sucking Splinter's balls.  Their cheeks reddened but neither stopped.  Raphael let their father's thick tip into his mouth and slid down the rat's long cock until it poked into the back of his throat.

	Splinter thrust up immediately at the boy's mouth, forgetting for a second about the teen's inexperience and quickly pulling fully out at the choking sound his son made.  For a few seconds he hesitated, bobbing his head up and down around Raphael's cock quickly to try to make up for that momentary loss of control. He let Raphael's cock slip out of his muzzle to say sorry.

	"I'll refrain from pushing so far next time.  You do not have to take it all in, of course."

	Raph coughed and caught his dad's dick with his right hand. "Ok, Sensei.  You don't have to stop either!"

	Michelangelo smirked and lifted his head up to make his nose bump against his brother's as Raph took Splinter's cock into his mouth again.  He had to let his father's balls slip from his mouth to do it, but it was worth it for the shocked look on Raphael's face.  Neither were really sure of the situation, but kissing had felt good with Splinter, and kissing each other around Splinter's erection was just as fun.  It was better since Raph couldn't do anything about it, too.

	Their kiss helped get over the embarrassment of staring into each other's faces while they touched their teacher so intimately.  Mikey slipped a hand down under him to grip his own erection, but let go when it didn't feel nearly as interesting as when Splinter had held him.  He really wanted to try their dad's mouth on it, until he noticed Splinter's leg and decided to guide the rat's foot down to his groin instead, it didn't feel nearly as good as he'd hoped and he pulled it away.

	His father was surprised to feel his leg tugged and the teen's penis against his sole.  He gripped it with his toes while bobbing his head rapidly up an down Raphael's shaft.  Feeling Michelangelo pull it away again was a relief as it let him concentrate on his brother.  With Raph's legs and buttocks clenching in time to his muzzle, it wouldn't be long until he lost control.

	Splinter lifted a hand to knead his son's inner thighs and butt with a finger from each joining to rub the boy's sack.  His own body was responding to both mouths working him similarly, but he held back better than Raphael.  That wonderful orgasmic tingle was there, waiting, and he wanted to see Raph's before giving them his.

	Michelangelo pushed himself up, enjoying his master's nuts but really wanting to do more.  Seeing how much of Splinter's cock was still outside of his brother's mouth made him think of something far more fun.  Raphael watched him kneel, then angrily furrowed his brow when Mikey pushed his own penis to his lips.

	"Come on, you're mouth's PLENTY big enough for both of them!"

	"Not... Now... MIKEY!" Raphael's arms tensed and if his brother hadn't been confused by his outburst, he would have been at the sudden thrusting of Raph's hips.

	Splinter tilted his head back when he felt his lover tense.  He let Raphael's eight inch cock thrust down his muzzle until the tip poked into his throat without choking.  His lips protected the soft flesh from his teeth as well as clenched around his son's shaft during each thrust.  Raph stopped thrusting just a few seconds later, making strained grunts and holding still, staring right into Michelangelo's wide eyes.

	Cum spurted over their father's tongue while he held the teen's cock against it.  After catching four thick pulses of semen, Splinter pulled his muzzle back to take the rest in his face and over his chest.  His son's dick flopped about during the orgasm until he gripped it to aim the final sprays, it was a beautiful sight for him.  One he hoped to see again.

	Michelangelo tilted to the left to see under his brother and was surprised to see the white spraying out. "Are you peeing on Master Splinter?!"

	Raphael's eyes closed in pleasure. "Ung...!"

	"That's not really an answer, Raph."

	"He is not peeing on me, Michelangelo." Splinter caught the last couple drops in his hand and held it up. "You may unn... see, and sample, for... yourself.  Raphael... please do not stop your mouth.  I am close, too."

	"Close to what?" Mikey wiped the cum from his father's hand with one finger, sniffed it, then licked it. "Yeah, this isn't pee.  But it came out of that hole, I saw it!"

	Splinter didn't answer at first.  He was still rolling Raphael's cum around his mouth, enjoying the slick smooth texture and intriguing taste.  It had been far too long since he'd had something intimate from another in his mouth and over his body, male or female.

	His hands didn't stop groping Raphael's butt and perineum after he finally swallowed it. "Urine comes out of your penis usually, Michelangelo, but when a male matures he can produce semen, as well.  This is what you would impregnate a female with to have children or to give to a lover during sex female or not." Splinter kissed Raph's inner thighs and actively thrust his hips into his son's mouth for the first time. "It feels quite good to produce, as I'm sure Raphael could tell you."

	"Good? His face looked really silly!" Mikey dropped beak to beak with Raphael and tried to imitate his orgasm face.  His brother ignored it to focus on their father's dick in his mouth.  Michelangelo again poked his own cock against Raph's lips and was glad when he managed to poke it in alongside Splinter's. "Hey, that DOES feel good, Sensei! I can see why you wanted it there!"

	Raphael glared at first, but having two in his mouth was certainly enjoyable as well.  He'd never thought of having something moving in there being too much fun, but the smooth texture of their cock flesh and the leaking pre from Splinter's cock all worked for him.  He could slip his tongue between them or lick anywhere around them for a different sensation.  He could also feel their racing hearts and reactions to his attention.

	Splinter was close after so much attention from his sons.  Raph's semen was still soaking into his short fur, leaving a  delightful wet and cool sensation to enhance what he felt the teen's mouth.  He didn't want to hold out any longer, but he had to last just long enough to speak.

	"Do not swallow yet!"

	It was more of a gasp than anything, but both turtles heard it.  Neither understood until Splinter thrust up hard and held his hips up high.  Raphael gagged at the rat's cocktip poking into the back of his throat, but pulled back just in time to catch the load on the roof of his mouth instead.

	Mikey felt the pulsing of his master's dick against his own and the slick heat of cum spreading around his own cock around Raphael's tongue.  Some leaked out between both their dicks and down both pairs of balls.  Michelangelo didn't know if he should stay in or pull out to stop whatever was leaking, but he wasn't going to pull out of that wet heat or his brother's very playful tongue.

	Raphael did it for him though, not thinking to wait until Splinter's orgasm had stopped.  He took a squirt onto his forehead and another over his right cheek before he dipped far enough to lick his master's shaft.  Five more squirts spattered onto Michelangelo's shell before it turned into a dribble.

	Splinter hoped his son had heard his call not to swallow and was glad to hear and feel the boy slurping up the cum he could reach along his shaft.  It was no more than a whim he wanted to see.  Perhaps a fantasy of sorts, but by the time his orgasm faded, he needed to see it.

	Michelangelo's dick was swaying visibly in front of him, untouched, with Raphael looking uncertain with his mouth closed.  Splinter slid out from under him and stood up.  He squeezed Mikey's erection and helped Raph to his feet, pushing the two turtles close together.

	"Now share it, my sons.  Kiss and let Raphael share my love between the two of you."

	The two turtles stared at each other, one more embarrassed than before and one very curious.  Splinter watched them closely.  He stroked Michelangelo's shaft and slipped his other hand up and down Raphael's crevice.

	Mikey made the first move imitating the kiss he'd gotten from Splinter earlier.  Raph stiffened at both his master's touch and his brother but he opened his mouth and let their father's cum pass between his lips and Mike's.  Michelangelo pulled away at first, but Splinter's muzzle nuzzling into his cheek encouraged him.  They shared his semen, passing it around, before their loving rat told them to swallow it.

	"Man, that is gross and weird...I think I like it."

	"If you want more, Michelangelo, there is some behind my testicles I think you would enjoy.  While you are there, perhaps you would like to lick up higher and put your erection to good use." Splinter turned around, tail lifted high, to show off his rump.

	"Put it to use?"

	He turned to look back and smiled. "Would you like me to show you? Raphael would you bend over please, you may lean against the couch if you like."

	Michelangelo dropped to his knees behind Splinter and grabbed at his master's hips. "I'll figure it out!"

	Raphael wondered if his brother really could or if Mikey just didn't want to let Raph be first again.  Either way it was interesting watching his little brother crudely licking over their father's balls and the area above and behind them.  Even with Michelangelo wanting to work it out for himself, there was no reason to not bend over for their master to get that demonstration anyway.

	Raphael bent over the couch as he'd been asked, butt freely available and legs opened wide.  He wasn't completely sure what Splinter intended with put it to use, but he really wanted to see if his guess was right.  Perhaps one hole was as good as another and his ass would be as nice as his mouth.

	Splinter hesitated after Michelangelo had dove right in.  His smaller son's tongue was very pleasant on his sack and perineum.  He didn't know if he should hold there or continue on with fucking Raphael.  It was strange for him to feel the indecision but it was a good situation for it. Perhaps he could do both at once.

	Mikey rather liked his father's salty semen.  The slimy texture was fun sliding along his tongue and the smooth hairs of his balls gave way to slightly less smooth hairs up along the old rats crevice.  He didn't even notice he had licked over Splinter's tight anal ring until he felt his dad's thick tailroot bump against his nose.  There hadn't been any bad taste or even any scent to give a hint.  There hadn't been anything but the light cum flavor from before and a faint hint of soap, which faded as soon as he thought he tasted it.

	"You know, this isn't nearly as gross as I thought it would be."

	"I'm glad you approve, Michelangelo." Splinter playfully pressed his son's face back against his crease and held it there for a few seconds, swaying his hips back and forth as he did so. "If you can scoot forward with me, I'd like to do the same for your brother."

	Mikey struggled for a second in surprise, then gave a thumbs up with both hands when he realized how nice it was being held there.  While Splinter walked him forward he could feel both buttocks flexing around his face and he had good access to rim his dad the three feet or so over.  As awkward as it was to walk on his knees, it was worth it.

	Splinter went much slower than he had to just to enjoy his son's tongue.  Michelangelo was surprisingly good at using his tongue and the teen swirled it around his ring, down toward his balls, and back with ease.  While shuffling forward, Splinter had his eyes on Raphael's taut muscular rear, wondering if he wanted to rim it or just mount it out right.

	Raph had to force himself not to laugh at Mikey shuffling along behind their dad.  His brother's dick flopped about cutely and it looked so silly.  It also made him want their sensei to hurry up so he could join in.

	His master's muzzle poking against Raphael's balls made the turtle stiffen, but Splinter's wide tongue dragging up along his taint made him shiver and relax.  He'd never had any stimulation back there other than the light rubbing their dad had given him earlier.  At the time he'd been too focused on his dick in the rat's mouth.  It didn't feel as good as that, but it was a very pleasant sensation that got better when Splinter's tongue slid over his clenching hole with it.

	Splinter kissed around Raph's rump.  Feeling his son's tight glutes flex against his lips and around his muzzle when he pressed between them encouraged him to grope the boy's inner thighs and balls, too.  His body was ready for more. Both of them were ready for more.

	Michelangelo panted excitedly.  He had already brought his hands into play stroking and fondling Splinter's genitals and butt and while he enjoyed sampling his father, he wanted to cum, too, just like they had.  The tingle was already there, he just didn't know exactly what to do with it without a hand or mouth.  Sticking it into anywhere else hadn't occurred to him yet but he was growing impatient to do SOMETHING with it.

	"Sensei, can I use your mouth like Raphael got to? PLEASE?! I'll lick him like this, I just need..." Mikey gestured vaguely. "Whatever it is I need."

	Splinter nibbled his lips up and down Raph's perineum for several seconds before answering. "There is still wet semen on my chest, Michelangelo.  Scoop it up and smear it onto your penis and onto the hole you were just licking." He went back to rimming his other son for some seconds. "I will show you what you need to do after that."

	Mikey crawled between his master's legs and sat under him.  Looking up was oddly pleasant with Raph's butt and his dad licking it.  He scooped up the slick spunk and did as he was told.  It felt gross and funny.  Just as what he liked.  Smearing it onto Splinter's clenching hole was exciting, too.  He just wasn't sure why.

	"Yes, like that, Michelangelo." Splinter tugged on his other son's sack with his lips and probed into the boy's anus with a finger. Raphael stiffened at the finger probing him and clenched hard. "You're too tense, Raphael.  I need you to relax." The muscle squeezing around his finger clenched harder and the rat let his finger slip out.  He ran both hands along the turtle's sides and lower shell. "It'll be very different from my mouth, but I think you will enjoy it."

	Splinter's own butt clenched at Mikey's finger rubbing harder over the center, but unlike Raphael's ring, it relaxed and let the finger in.  Michelangelo stared at it in surprise, looked up to his father, then back down.  Another poke and his finger slid in past the first joint.

	"Dude... I didn't know it could do that!" He pushed harder, poking the whole finger in and was reward with a loud huff from his master.  The semen made the hole slick, but the slippery stuff was already wearing off.  When he pulled the finger out and stuck it back in, realization struck and Mikey was glad that he'd already coated his dick. "OH! I think I might have figured this out! Like THIS, Sensei?"

	He grabbed the base of his cock and pressed the tip into his dad's semi-slick hole.  Splinter turned back to flash a smile at Michelangelo before again probing the more aggressive turtle's tight ass.  It took a conscious effort from Raphael to let it slip back in again.

	"I'm proud of you, Michelangelo.  Now, can you figure out what to do before your brother can relax himself?"

	Raph had trouble breathing with the finger inside.  He was too excited to relax.  His body wanted more, especially his dick, but having something back there wasn't as enjoyable as having his penis being sucked.  The orgasm from before had been great.  So had the nibbling, the kissing, and the rimming.  He trusted Splinter, but he just couldn't relax the grip.  Not until he felt his sensei's body laying over him and those hot softly furred lips kissing along his cheek.

	Raphael turned into the kiss and the still probing finger slid in to the knuckle.  He clenched again, a second finger probed and Splinter's tongue ran over his upper lip.  Michelangelo said something annoying, but he didn't care as the second finger somehow slid in, too.  They felt huge.  Two fingers would have been close to as wide as his master's shaft.  Could that really fit? He hoped it could with the kiss still soothing him and the fingers slipping in and out slowly.

	Splinter's own breathing was as heavy as his son's.  Michelangelo's cock  inside ached at first.  It had been a fair bit wider than the one finger and he'd went in so suddenly.  That ache had faded quickly to be replaced by the excitement of it, though.  He wanted it driving in and out of him while the boy's hands gripped and stroke him.  Instead, he forced himself to take care of Raphael's needs and to let Mikey figure out thrusting on his own.  It would have been so much easier to just focus on one.  Easier, but not nearly as satisfying as hearing the pleasured grunts from behind and the worried yet eager breathing in front.

	Michelangelo pushed in as far as his six inches would let him.  He'd worried about putting it all in, and then worried about not having enough.  Splinter's ass clenching around him pushed those cares away.  It felt a lot better than a hand! Raph could have their dad's mouth on his ass, or maybe a kiss, he, Michelangelo, was getting their master's butt instead.  His brother's jealousy would be a sweet treat he could rub in later.

	Pulling back, he looked at the empty hole.  One time couldn't be all, though.  Raph and Splinter both had sucked for a while.  Mikey grinned and shoved right back in.  He'd just have to treat the rat's butt like it was his mouth and move around inside until he got HIS weird not really pee thing.

	Splinter spread his two fingers wider inside Raphael while breaking the kiss. "You're doing well, Michelangelo.  One more finger and Raphael will be ready for that, too."

	Raph grunted at the third probing his hole.  Splinter's first two fingers didn't feel nearly as large as they had, but three did.  He stayed quiet about it, trusting his master and enjoying the rocking motion he didn't realize came from Michelangelo thrusting into their father.

	"I'm ready when you think I'm ready, Sensei.  It doesn't hurt back there... it just feels BIG."

	All three fingers spread slowly inside Raphael while they pumped in and out.  Splinter worked his son as steadily as he could with Michelangelo still rutting him.  Having his ass fucked was a wonderful distraction, well worth the difficulty.  He hadn't had anybody tickling his prostate since leaving Japan.  Mikey's cock jabbing in rapidly prodded it just right.  Right enough for him to feel beads of precum ooze from his piss slit and drip down onto the floor.

	Raphael pushed his hips back to follow the fingers pulling out each time.  Splinter pushed them in deep and held them there while saying to push back while they were going in and pull away when slipping out.  The turtle took a few times more to get the rhythm, but did as he was told.  His ass relaxed slowly until he found the fingers slipping in and out much easier.

	Splinter gave no warning to Raphael when he shifted his hips and pushed his cock in just as he pulled his fingers out.  Timing it with Michelangelo's thrusts was surprisingly easy as his other son had slowed down at the unexpected pleasure tingling in his loins.  Splinter held onto Raph's shell to hold him steady at the sudden entry and he had to hold hard at the teen's attempt to turn around to look

	"Easy, Raphael.  Relax and enjoy it." Splinter couldn't complain at the powerful gripping clench that came with that surprise penetration. "Are you alright? I will stop if you wish."

	Raph's fingers dug into the couch hard enough to tear the fabric from shock.  The penetration hadn't hurt, but his father's erection stuffing into his hole was far different than his fingers.  He'd pressed against a very interesting spot on the way in and sank so much deeper.

	"I'm... ok.  Erg..." Raphael pushed back as he'd been taught with his master's fingers.  More sank into him.  How could he still not have it all in? "You're just... bigger than your fingers is all."

	Michelangelo pressed his cheek to his sensei's side to take a look. "Hey, you got almost half of it, Raph.  Man this is so awesome.  I bet with he won't even be able to MOVE in there.  You are such a tight ass."

	"Michelangelo!" Splinter stifled the laugh.  However insulting, the description fit Raphael perfectly in both ways.  His son's rump was tighter than his grip had been, which made pulling back and pushing in again so good, though more lubricant would soon be needed. "He is doing very well."

	"Uh, Sensei... I'm feeling funny here.  Like I totally need to pee really bad."

	"Then do it, genius! You already know it isn't!" Raphael glared back at his brother, having a hard time with the comment and actually feeling how tight he was.

	Splinter thrust back onto Michelangelo's cock and turned to caress the boy's cheek. "Let it happen and enjoy yourself."

	Mikey didn't hold back.  He pushed in quickly, shell slapping against furry rump, and jerked back out.  Any control he had was gone with the urge to keep going until his body let him stop.  His arms wrapped around his father, who wrapped his own arms around Raphael.

	Raph hung his head to let it happen while his dad caught his cock in one hand and rubbed his chest with the other.  He felt helpless supporting tho two behind him and taking it like he was.  His arms could only hold the couch while they did all the work.  That he liked how it felt letting them have control surprised him.  His groin tingled, his ass felt so full, and he loved how Splinter's warm body over him.  He couldn't even hold onto the annoyance at his brother.

	Michelangelo was digging it, too.  His master's inner grip was amazing and he couldn't stop.  He felt the orgasm hit and he felt that overwhelming pleasure build in his groin to the point he didn't care that he was squirting something inside.  Pulse after pulse of bliss shot from him while his hips bucked into the taut fuzzy buttocks wildly. Sometimes he slipped out and squirted onto Splinter's thigh or butt, sometimes he squirted some in and pulled out to coat the rat's balls.  It felt better than anything he'd experienced before.

	"Dude..." Mikey pressed his forehead to Splinter's back when it finally faded. "Awesome."

	Splinter felt it all and held as still as he could for it, with Michelangelo's pumping doing all the work to make him thrust into Raphael each time.  He had to stop rubbing his very tight son's chest to catch some of Mikey's cum when he felt it coat his balls.  A quick smear onto his own shaft made the penetration much easier for both master and student.

	If Michelangelo hadn't been so lost in the moment he would have loved to have the teen spray over Raph's hole so he could use it directly.  Perhaps that would work for next time.  The idea of it certainly sparked Splinter into moving again.

	Raphael breathed hard while trying to match his sensei's rhythm.  The pace changed too much to keep up, but even with his inexperienced misses it still felt great.  He felt his cock jump in his father's hand every entry and the pressure eased suddenly with the extra cum slicking up his passage.  His chest heaved as he sucked in a long breath.  He could get to like the whole nudist colony thing if it meant having somebody touching or filling him like that regularly.

	Splinter's hand jerking his cock was quite pleasant, but he barely noticed it with the much bigger dick stuffing into his ass repeatedly.  There was a hint of tingle from the hand but with so much more happening inside him, he wouldn't have minded if his master had simply stopped touching it to rub along his sides and shell.  Another kiss would have been very welcome, though.

	Michelangelo flopped down onto the couch next to him, dick spent and softening as he watched. "Yo, Raph, looking good there.  Bet you wish you were already done, huh?"

	Raphael snorted at the comment. "Why... would... I wish, ung... that?!"

	Mikey rubbed his dick idly. "Uh... it felt good to finish?"

	"Better to... keep... goING" Raph jerked his head back down to look under him.

	Splinter's hips had snugged up against his butt.  He'd taken his sensei's whole cock inside him.  Mikey wouldn't have been able to, he was sure of that.  Pride joined the intense sensations already filling him.

	"You couldn't handle much more, little brother!" Raphael managed to keep his voice steady through a long full thrust all the way out and all the way back in.  He grinned at Michelangelo. "Feels too good for just one."

	Splinter said nothing.  He was close.  Raphael's ass was a wonderful change from his own hands in the past and even his son's mouth just a few minutes earlier.  With his ass wet from Michelangelo and his cock squeezed so tightly by Raphael, he was very happy to have let his barriers down.  Perhaps one more thing to finish.  He could manage one quick request.

	"Michelangelo! Scoot closer to your brother.  Raphael, when I..." He sucked in a deep breath, hips shaking on their way in again. So close. "When I pull out, Turn around quickly and sit next to Michelangelo!"

	"Huh, wh... Yes sensei!" Michelangelo scooted over, excited by what could happen.

	Raph didn't answer, but he wasn't going to let his father down.  He was curious as well.

	Splinter's ear flicked at the sound of voices coming down the sewer tunnel, but it was too late to change what he was doing.  The sound of his own heartbeat drowned out the sound as he came.  Three spurts shot into Raphael before he managed to pull out.  Three wonderfully pleasant squirts.  More splattered over his son's tight buttocks before the teen managed to turn and sit.

	"Sensei, we're back!" Leo and Don both entered and watched their brother spin.

	Splinter's erection was fully visible with a hand gripping it's base to aim the white squirts over Michelangelo and Raphael's faces.  The two turned so it didn't go in their eyes, but they looked to be enjoying it otherwise.  Master Splinter's expression made it look as though he were in pain from the snarling curled lip and furrowed brow.

	Donatello glanced at Leo, then back.  Both were shocked at the sight, but Don had at least an idea of what was going on.  Seeing their father and brothers doing something he'd only seen on the internet was unbelievable, though.

	Both newcomers stayed away.  Donatello caught Leo's shell top to keep him from moving closer and they just watched Splinter giving Mike and Raph their first facial.  It lasted for only nine spurts, but it felt like a long time for their audience.

	"Uh... Master Splinter?" Leonardo moved closer when the rat had let go of his cock and stood panting. "Is... ah... everything ok?"

	Donatello stayed silent, hands clenching and unclenching.  He looked flustered and frustrated while their father said everything was fine.  Nobody paid much attention to him when Michelangelo and Raphael stood up and hugged around their father.

	Don opened his mouth to say something but the sight of them kissing lips to lips stopped him again.  Leo had a deep flush to his green cheeks but looked lost as to what had just happened.  Both his other brothers were too busy groping Splinter to explain anything.

	After several seconds Donatello angrily hurried over. "How could you guys?! Why didn't you WAIT for us?!"
