Master Splinter's Special Submission Hold
by tannim
January 25, 2011

	Leonardo  bowed to his sensei, then took three steps back.  Master Splinter took up a stance and the turtle tried to relax himself.  He wasn't sure what his father would do and that was the point.  His eyes roamed the older male's bare, if fur covered, body looking for a hint as they stood three yards apart.  The normally calm turtle stifled his nerves and closed his eyes for just a second to force his shoulders into a looser position.

	They tensed a moment later at a noise and his eyes flew open, but his master had just shifted his foot on the ground.  The rat wanted his student calmed.  Forcing the boy to control his body was as important as seeing how fast he could react.  Splinter kept his face expressionless and shifted again to make another noise.

	Leo was taking longer than he should have to ease his body.  It took his father only a glance to know why, however, and he didn't begrudge the boy the problem.  At his son's age, erections were far too common.  Splinter decided he may as well do something about it and teach the lesson with it.

	He took a slow deep breath himself, which made Leonardo also take one, but the older rat didn't finish the deep breath, he stopped and darted forward.  The turtle jerked back in surprise and raised his arms to attack, but Splinter dove between his legs instead.  He rolled and pushed at an angle even as his student turned to face behind him.

	Two strong slender arms wrapped around Leo's shell from behind him and drew a yelp from the teen.  One hand gripped his full green erection, the other yanked his right arm up behind his back.  Conflicting signals from his body prevented any sort of reprisal.  The hand at his cock pumped quickly, while the hand holding his wrist tugged it into a submission hold.

	"I have you in a unique position, my son.  You know you should fight back, but your body says you should not." Splinter's hand didn't slow down as he squeezed and relished his student's stiff shaft in his grip. "You must master your body... Something that becomes easier as you grow older."  He leaned in and whispered into the boy's ear. "Until then, you should enjoy it when it is convenient."

	"M... Master?" Leo rubbed at his suddenly released arm but his eyes were on his own member and his father's hand rubbing along it. "I don't, I mean, You're.  I am not sure what I should do!"

	The rat ran his free hand down the turtle's back, then let entirely to leave Leonardo's erection swaying with his racing heart. "What does your body want you to do?  Did it... did YOU enjoy that touch?  Would you prefer it to continue?"

	Splinter stood before his son and let Leo see his own modest length jutting out.  As a turtle, the boy was quite well endowed at nearly eight inches, while his father was somewhat smaller at a bit under seven.  The older male stepped forward and pressed his tip to his son's.  He smiled lovingly up at his student.

	"I... liked it, sensei." Leonardo's green cheeks flushed into a blueish tint. "It felt so exciting and happy.  Even with you holding my arm so severely."

	Having to stay away from humans and having only his brothers and father to talk to in a cramped space, he hadn't had any real experience with his body's sexuality.  Splinter knew that he had neglected that aspect of their training but had felt too awkward about it, until he saw their bodies reacting to each other... and to his.

	The turtles had taking the changes in body mass well as they'd grown, especially their arms and legs, they had tried to ignore the one between their legs as inconvenient.  Only Michelangelo had been care free enough to bring it up to him in private, and after that Splinter decided to teach them in his own way.  Leonardo would be his second, it was already much different than his other son.

	Leo shifted at their glans touching. "Yes, master.  I would like it to continue."

	He squeezed around his own maleness, then around his sensei's.  His own hand didn't feel as good as his sensei's had, but it was still good.  Splinter let him explore and let out a grunt when Leo rubbed both cocks at once.  The stroking motion his father had used was easy to learn  and effective, judging by the way the older male's thighs clenched together.

	Leonardo greatly enjoyed the feel of Splinter's girth in his hand and enjoyed his father's hand suddenly around his cock too even more.  His eyes opened wide again at his master's muzzle pressing to his beak in a kiss, but he melted into it swiftly.  It felt almost as good as the rubbing he'd first experienced.

	The electric feel of those soft lips made him squeeze harder around the stiff flesh in his hand.  Splinter's hand squeezed him just the same before stroking again.  Turtle and Rat held the kiss for nearly a minute before breaking away.  Both panted heavily with hands each stroking the other while their cocktips never pulled away.

	Copious precum from Leo soaked into his father's much older shaft while the older male produced plenty of his own to keep up.  The turtle was amazed at how much better the stroking felt with his hand slick.    Leonardo felt he wanted more, but he wasn't sure what.

	"Something feels missing, Sensei, but I cannot think of what."

	"Kissing and rubbing is a wonderful thing, Leonardo, but they are even better when making love.  Such as if you enter my body with this... "Splinter smiled and let go to slide both shafts into lea's hand.  His own hand slid under the teen's  shell to rub at the boy's tight anal ring. "or... I enter yours.  If you like, we could do either."

	"You've always taught us by showing how... I would like, " Leonardo licked his lips, tasting the tea his father had enjoyed before the sparring on them. "I'd like you to enter me first."

	"This can be uncomfortable, but it can be wonderful as well." The rat stepped over to his robe, breaking his turtle's grip on his manhood,  and took out a bottle. "Squeeze this onto your hand, then grip my erection.  I need you to rub as much as you can onto me there.  It will make this far more comfortable for us both."

	Leonardo did as told, squeezing out a healthy dollop then quickly taking his father's shaft in hand again.  He rubbed the rat like he had been shown and enjoyed the look it brought.   His master pulled away far too soon in the boy's opinion but made him forget about that by slipping around him.  The turtle grunted at a finger firmly probing under his short tail.  At least, he thought it was a finger.

	Splinter found himself breathing very heavily from excitement.  The thrill of taking his favorite son kept him almost painfully hard.  Even his usually limp rat tail swished about behind while in the front his tip pressed against that tight anal entrance.  He'd wanted to, and finally, with a steady pressure, he popped Leo's black cherry.

	Splinter's arms wrapped around the teen's strong arms and hugged tightly to try to ease the sudden initial entry.  His lips pressed to Leo's cheek, his hips pushed forward.  Tears ran down his student's cheeks at the pain but his comforting grip and presence made it something worth enduring.

	The thickness of his father's rathood felt far different inside his rear than it did in his hand.  The pulsing from each heartbeat was so much easier to feel while a wonderful fullness grew in his ass.  Leonardo clenched his teeth and endured until his body got used to it and relaxed, then he simply stood still and let his master work.  He couldn't think of anything else but the big length of flesh invading him.

	It was nearly as wonderful for Splinter too.  Leo was very welcoming to his flesh and didn't react badly to the initial pain of entry.  The rat's hands slid down lower to squeeze the reptile's shell around his waist.  Leaning back to see the action better, Splinter pushed steadily deeper.

	Leo's cock drooled heavily onto the floor, forgotten, as he focused on his father's organ sliding in.  The rodent's hands felt right where they were and his Sensei's hot breath down his neck even better.  In and out, the rat dick slid. Shallow in, all the way out, then deeper in and out.  Time after time and each time those skilled hips aimed the stiff length into a new spot further in.

	Splinter twisted his pelvis in a circle with each entry.  Each twist rubbed at as much of his young lover's tight ring as he could reach, including the boy's prostate when he felt it as a small bump through the soft inner wall.  He could tell whenever he hit somewhere just right, by the way Leo's breath caught in his throat.  Once he found a spot that his turtle enjoyed, he exploited it with the next push.

	After a very long and pleasant minute of being ridden, Leonardo jerked back in surprise at his father sliding out.  "Master?"

	"I think it is time for a different position.  One that makes it easier for us to enjoy this together." Splinter crouched down and ran a finger along his son's slick muscular ring.  "Sit down and then lean back.  Then we can both enjoy the view... among other things."

	Leo had already enjoyed the loving invasion of his body and was very interested in it feeling even better.  He moved as he was told, pushing his arms back to support himself as he leaned back with his legs spread.  Sitting he found himself looking up at his father's full cock and balls.  The view was much different from below, but just as pleasant.  His master's  balls looked far bigger from a lower angle and they jiggled as he shifted.  Age had left them looser, but they looked too enjoyable to ignore.

	The turtle cupped his father's warm pouch and lightly squeezed the jewels inside.  He earned a pleased grunt from the older rat and and was rewarded with a dribble of fluid from the shaft above.  They felt pleasant to his fingers, very similar to his own but a bit bigger with a bit more hair covering them.  After a moment, he let go of them, and looked past the rampant maleness to the sturdy rat above them.

	Splinter was impressed by his son's initiative.  Leonardo had been rather shy before and with just a bit of play, was exploring on his own without prompting.  His teacher took a deep breath and knelt with legs spread wide.  It took but a moment to push his member down and kiss Leo's relaxed hole with it's tip.  Looking into the boy's eyes, he gently scooted forward to fully enter again.

	A grunt was Leonardo's only initial response but it changed into a groan just a few seconds later.  The turtle's thighs clenched and spread wider, but his father pulled them up and over his shoulders to both lift him up to a more comfortable height as well as to give a better show when he wrapped a hand around his son's cock and jerked it steadily.   He smiled as Leo could only hold himself up and watch and feel it.

	Splinter was careful not to drive in too hard, but he felt comfortable thrusting in his full length.  When he felt the curve in the boy's colon he angled his shaft and slid right through which drew a deep breath in response.  Leonardo's arms shook after a while.  His legs and belly tensed as he built from the constant strokes.  The feel of his father's manhood stretching him inside and filling him with the heat from his heavily leaking pre added to the hand pumping his shaft and drained him more than exercise could.

	Sudden rapid clenches by his ass around Splinter's dick made them both push together faster.  The thought that his master was getting just as much pleasure out of it as he was made Leo look away from his groin to the long muzzle.  A determined look on his face kept changing to a smile of pleasure.  The turtle smiled himself, it felt so good.  His father looked so lovely holding him and he suddenly wanted to kiss again.

	With a hard push, Leonardo shoved himself up and wrapped his arms around the old rat.  Splinter's muzzle pressed to his beak and they were kissing before they hit the ground in a roll.  His father's member slipped free, but poked right back in just in time for the turtle to feel it pulse in orgasm.  Leo's ring clenched hard around it and he found that sensation of cum spurting inside almost better than the orgasm he felt building in himself.  Little tickles of pressure for each shot hitting his inner walls and Splinter's hand never letting up its grip or motion pushed him over too.

	They shared the bliss while hugging tight, lips locked together and each coating the other with their lust and love.  Splinter finished first, his chest heaving rapidly on the floor next to the boy.  His cock stayed full for several seconds, then slid out, spent and softening.  Leo's dick stayed firm in his hand even after the flow of spunk stopped splattering his chest and belly fur.

	Father and Son stayed together for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow and exploring each other with hands and fingers.  Splinter was in no rush for it to end and his lover wasn't either.  Neither minded the sticky mess leaking out of Leonardo's rump or the cum matting Splinter's chest.  They took a deep breath, nearly in unison, and just lay back quiet and content with how the training had turned out.
