Donamer and the Turtles 2
by tannim
November 24, 2007

	Leo laughed and pushed his foot more firmly on Donamer's face.  The bound blue dragon squirmed.  His arms bind under him with just his hands sticking out from his sides.  His legs were pulled to his chest and bars under his  feet pushed them up so that they stayed with their soles faced up.  His shoulders pulled down firmly with a strap around them and his face held in place by a pair of blocks preventing him from turning his face away from the beautiful soft sweet smelling turtle's foot.

	The turtles had been taking turns teasing him for hours.  Suffocating him until all he could breath in was the air around their feet while they sat and watched Television or, in Donatello's case, worked on their computers.  Splinter walked in, saw it and walked out to take care of some business silently.  Leo reached out with his other foot and caressed the dragon's drooling erection from between the bound bent legs.  Donamer's eyes flashed eyes flashed open, a look of bliss on them though he really could have used a good full breath past Leo's arch covering both nostrils almost completely.

	Raph walked past and tossed his brother a slice of pizza, both turtles high fived.  Pausing next to their friend Raph straddled the dragon and stepped both feet onto Donamer's hands.  Letting them caress and squeeze the soft green skinned feet.  It was hot in their lair today, his feet, as well as Leo's, were quite moist with sweat.  The red banded turtle gripped Don's feet and rubbed his erection against them with a lean and slight squat.  He knew their toy preferred to play with their feet, but he wanted to get in on some of that too.  Leo sighed and looked around his bro at a preview for their new movie, both feet rubbing idly at the rampant cock and dozy muzzle.

	Donamer moaned in bliss, opening his mouth only to exhale a moan.  His cock throbbed, another dribble of precum oozed out and the turtle lifted his muscular leg to drag his arch and ball over Don to moisten his flesh even more.  "That's better... now I can really have fun."  Raph thrust rapidly against Donamer's feet.  His own feet ground against the two hands under him, though mostly with their arches rather than flat on crushing them.  Two more feet suddenly surrounded Don's face and Michelangelo's lower legs obscured the dragon's vision.

	He had sat behind the bound male and lifted his legs up and over to join Leo's foot.  Leo nodded gratefully and pulled his foot away.  Mikey's fresh feet, with their stronger different personal scent, took up the breath control.  Leo's pair took up the pleasure point gripping around Donny's cock firmly.  They clutched tightly, rubbing up and down in alternating patterns at first but slowly synchronizing until they ground their soft skin together up to his tip and slapped down lightly onto his heavy balls.

	Donamer's fingers rubbed at the feet over them, lovingly stroking them in a delicious haze of lust.  That soft flesh against his fingers making him confused as to what he really wanted to do.  Rubbing those feet, sniffing Mike's feet, or humping Leo's.  Humping Leo's soon won out though.  The turtle was very nimble with those legs.  His fingers gripped Don's feet while Raph humped them so he could support his own easier.  The blue banded turtle had stopped watching TV so he could focus on his work.  Mike had his eyes roving all over.  From his brother's cute ass and shell bouncing in that squatting thrusting pose to the heavy balls and erections visible between them.

	Between Raph's legs he  had a clear view of not only Raphael's balls but also Leo and even Donamer's.  His hand gripped his own shaft, pawing fondly.  While he rubbed himself Mike's feet shifted constantly.  Sometimes allowing a full breath and other times completely blocking those straining nostrils.  Mike's eyes focused on his brother's feet rubbing over that reddened dragon dick. His fingers clutching harder around himself.

	Leo's feet ground harder, their soft soles spreading and indenting as they squished Donamer's arousal so well between them.  He made sure to keep his feet moist with not only the dragon's pre but also the drips his brother was producing while humping the bound feet above.  In another room, Donatello turned his camera a little for a better angle from the other room, recording it and wishing he hadn't drawn the short straw this time.  He worked himself over while zooming in on that rubbed raw cock being molested by the feet, Leo was focusing on the shaft while the camera was zoomed in.  None of the turtles wanted him to get TOO sore just yet.

	Raph stiffened suddenly and stood up fully, he grunted with bliss, his cock lifted from Donamer's feet and arced a blast of white over his brother's face.  Leo turned to take all but the first two spurts on the right side of his face.  His right eye closing and being stuck that way with a thick glob running from eyelid down his cheek.  He glared at Raphael, who simply grinned with pleasure and let the weakening stream dribble down the sides of Donamer's heels and ankles.  The red banded turtle took a deep breath after a few minutes and stepped off.

	The dragon didn't even notice. His eyes were clenched, his cock was feeling so good despite the soreness they had cultivated for the past several hours.  That sweet aroma from Mikey's feet added to his blissfully lightheaded fully aroused state. 'So close!' He though to himself.  Those sexy toes and arches rubbing magic tingles into his sex flesh.  Each movement made him feel like he was  going to orgasm but they purposefully avoided his glans.  Preseed oozed and spurted every few seconds,  the attention too much for him.  'If only were they to rub my...' he started to think until Leo lightly flicked his drooling tip.

	Donamer's whole body jerked at the light flick.  His overstimulated body tensing all of his muscles, begging for relief.  That one little touch sent a powerful shock all throughout as each muscle hoped that it could push past that edge to perfect release.  He'd agreed to this, he had wanted to try it.  The breath control with such sweet aromatic feet filling his senses completely.  Aside from Raphael's erection and semen all he had felt since they started were feet pressing against him.

	Six hours of no touch but feet.  Six hours of edging brought through those soft soles and heels dragging firmly or lightly over his erection.  Six full hours, give or take a few minutes as his watering eyes found the clock, of being brought to the edge and allowed to cool to nearly full limp state.  He hadn't had a foot off of his member for more than two minutes at a time for the whole time.

	Leo gave another light flick, watching a powerful throb run along his friend's shaft.  One more flick, followed immediately by the turtle's foot slamming down on that over rubbed dragon cock and squishing it against the other foot that had slid behind it.  His left foot behind, his right foot on top forming a t, the blue banded brother trapped that tip in his arch and drug it up and down as firmly as he could.  He watched the shocks running through his friend's body and felt the powerful pulses against his feet.  The wrinkled soles vibrated minutely with each pulse before the white oozed down from between them.

	The three turtles watched closely.  Raph from the couch leaning down and under Leo's legs sucking that green cock enthusiastically, Leo with his legs quivering with strain and Mikey through lust slitted eyes as he neared his own peak with his hands.  Donatello watched from his computer while he worked to clean the mess off his monitor.  Splinter tried hard to keep his laptop hidden as he watched the streaming video without his pupils knowing.  His own staff being polished quietly.

	Donamer had his eyes clenched, his nostrils straining to get air with Mike's feet half closing them.  He didn't think much, he didn't want to be unbound. He wanted only for that pleasure to go on.  His restricted air drew the feelings out longer as it mixed with the powerful stimulants from both pairs of feet.  Feeling Leo's soles flexing with minute movements while his orgasmed raged complimented that of Mike's feet perfectly.  His perceptions slowed down and made the instant seem a lot longer than it was in the end.  At last he felt his friend's pulling away.

	Michelangelo's orgasm hit just as Donamer's finished.  His feet pulled away from the dragon, his semen took their place.  Leo grunted loudly with his brother's mouth sucking greedily at his masculine straw for that creamy milkshake.  Raph felt his brother try to pull away but he held on tight and, while mike unbound their friend's neck and legs, finally coaxed the cream out.  Leo stiffened and slumped down in the couch.  He jumped as the newly freed dragon mashed his face firmly into the cummy feet still held in the air.  While Raphael swallowed and Mikey got some pizza they all felt quite relaxed and spent.

	Donamer finally pulled away and pulled one foot to his cheek to lean against it tiredly.  "Thanks guys... I can't think of a better way  to spend the afternoon!"
