Donamer and the Turtles
by tannim
March 29, 2007

	Leo pressed his foot to the unconscious dragon's muzzle.  Raph shook his head "Where 'e come from?"

	"I dunno, I'm going to get a pizza"

	"Try to find a nice laptop for me on the way, Mikey"

	"You can have mine again tonight stick boy" Leo's toe wiggled in the dragon's nostril while he considered how to wake their guest up.  His strong sweaty scent filled the dragon's dreams.

	"Woah, watch out, Leo, I think he wants to duel!"

	The blue banded teen looked up from his thoughts. "Huh?" His eyes followed his brother's gaze and he raised an eye ridge at the sword the blue lizard sported. "Oh..." Leo's lips curled up into a smile.

	He may not have been the troublemaker, but he COULD have fun when he had an obvious opportunity.  He sat down next to their guest and pressed his other foot to the dragon's thick sword. "Wakey wakey..."His green toes squeezed tightly around the pink flesh.

	Don tried to ignore the activity but his awkward typing on the well tilted keyboard in his lap suggested he wasn't succeeding.  Ralph wandered off to find something else to do, or that was his excuse.  Up and down the blue banded turtle's  foot jerked.  Powerful thighs flexing beautifully with each stroke.  At last their guest stirred.  Splinter kept his eyes down on his way past, the towel around his waist not hiding the bulge in front... and his tail behind him not hiding the thick toy dangling out in back.  Leo bowed his head to his master anyway, and took a deep breath through his nostrils at their guest's own musk.  

	"Wha...?" A deep sniff followed as the dragon woke up.  His eyes wide, his nose full, his cock tingling so wonderfully.

	The foot slowed and Leo leaned in and a voice asked "Who are you?  Where did you come from?"

	His guest gulped, enhancing the odors tickling his senses with his open mouth before trying to respond "D... Dona... merrrr..." Almost purring like a cat.

	The softly fleshed foot brimming with sweet wrinkles and curves drew his eyes.  He wasn't even sure what the creature they belonged to was.  His tongue slipped out before he even realized what he was doing.  "Ohh... so lovely."  His toes curled when Leonardo ground his heel in between the base of the dragondick and balls in response to the lick.  Donamer tried to continue in a lust fogged haze.

	"I fell into a hole while walking home in a foo... storm." Pre oozed heavily down his shaft to make Leo's foot sticky but slick.  The dragon's eyes fell down to it.  The two long toes pinched like crossed fingers just behind his glans. "Urrf..."

	"So you fell into a hole during a storm.  I guess stranger things have happened."  Leonardo shook his head in amazement.  The handsome dragon was actually drooling over his feet and looked to be near wetting himself with lust. The turtle knew Donamer hadn't even glanced at his face or body.  "You're friendly enough.  I doubt you're one of Shredder's pitiful horde."

	The turtle pulled his foot away from Donamer's hips and watched the dragon hump up at the air trying to follow it. He pressed the pre-slimed foot to his lover's cheek and drew a line from cheek to lips over nose and rested his arch over your eyes.  The sweaty scent mixed with Donamer's own musk in his nostrils.

	"Would you like my other foot down to replace it?"  The turtle asked despite already knowing the answer before hand.  His free foot teased the throbbing erection with a single toe tip to the hole.  Around and round in a slowly widening circle, Leonardo's toe trailed around Donny's tip.

	"Yes... Please.  I need it!"

	The foot darted forward and downwards in the same motion, bending the turgid rod just a bit before the arch ground roughly along where just a toe had been before.  The turtle's arch punched into the dragon belly to squash that hot length under it.  He ground his heel as though putting out a cigarette with just the arch touching anything.  The foot covering Don's eyes pulled back to slip into his mouth.

	"Lick my cleavage..."  Don's eyes had rolled up by then.  He didn't respond to the command.  His drool ran down his muzzle and neck, his hips jerked pathetically in response to the sensual overload, each movement down at his hips had him grunting or groaning. A noise that changed to a desperate sucking of air while he climbed towards the peak.  

	Leonardo ignored Donatello aiming the web cam.  He ignored his master peaking about a corner instead of showering.  He ignored Raph sneaking in and hiding a foot of Don's staff in his rear.  His eyes were riveted on his guest's body and responses.  His hands were on his swords.  One pumping furiously, the other tensing readily.  

	Leo's foot stopped grinding and made pumps along the bottom of the arch to the top instead.  He felt his soft foot flesh indent deeper as he increased the pressure.  Donamer jerked violently and felt the turtle's foot push into his mouth further to keep him quiet while his other foot drug down sharply.  The toes gripped the pulsing erection and aimed it straight up.  Leonardo's hips hunched the air and his eyes squinted from his own orgasmic strain.

	Twin streams of reptilian lust sprayed into the air.  The white droplets turned into a mist when the lightning fast shimmers of a razor edge danced between and through them.  Leo fell back letting the fine mist of cum float down over Donamer and over himself as well.  Only the final few spurts and the dribbly finale were whole and thick along the two shafts.  His feet stayed in place, his breath as ragged as Donamer's.

	The dragon woke up with a start.  His organ still twitching... a fine mist of cum covered him.  "Was I dreaming?" He groaned and smiled. "Mmm... of course I wasn't."
