The outcome was inevitable. Leo had known that from the moment Mikey had walked into the dojo for morning training, swaying his hips a little more than usual, lifting his tail as he bent over, his ass in the air, showing off more than necessary. 

Leo had held onto his composure, focusing instead on his katas, trying to look anywhere other than at the display Mikey was giving. Though Leo was sure the only reason he was managing to not stare at Mikey was the shorts he was wearing. All four of them were wearing shorts, or some sort of clothing on a regular basis now, as it had been decided that covering up, even around the lair, was a good idea since they had hit puberty and it had become more difficult to keep themselves tucked away. 

Donnie was paying no attention to what their little brother was doing, focusing, as Leo was, on getting through that morning’s training. 

Raphael, however, was another story. 

His gaze had been fierce, watching every deliberately provocative move Mikey made and by the time training had ended, Mikey had the hothead’s blood boiling. If it weren’t for the long-standing rule of no sex in the dojo, Leo was sure that Raph would have pinned their brother right then and there. 

Training done for the day, Donnie wandered off in the direction of his lab the moment the four of them left the dojo, mumbling something Leo had been too distracted to quite catch, though he was fairly certain he got the gist of it. If they needed Donnie for anything, he would be in his lab. 

Leo let his brother go, now focused on the chore of getting his remaining siblings to their room. It would be easier said than done, as Raph had reached out possessively and pulled Mikey into a rough kiss as soon as the dojo doors had closed behind them. 

“Bedroom,” Leo instructed, standing behind his brothers as they kissed a moment longer. 

Still, they continued though, seemingly oblivious until Leo placed a hand on Raph’s shoulder. The kiss was broken then, with a growl and an annoyed glare from Raph, but he and Mikey allowed themselves to be manoeuvred through the living room, down the hall, and through the nearest bedroom door. 

Leo closed the door behind them, and by the time he turned back towards Raph and Mikey, the red-masked turtle was already pushing Mikey back onto the bed, pulling at his shorts, growling in frustration as they got stuck on Mikey’s shell. 

“Fucking things,” Raph huffed as Mikey lifted his hips to help shove the restricting cloth down and out of the way before Raph decided to just rip them from his body. 

Mikey grinned up at his brother, reaching up and pulling Raph back down for another kiss, locking their lips together in a heated embrace. Raph’s tongue easily slipped into Mikey’s mouth, stroking and rubbing against Mikey’s as the orange-banded turtle pretended to fight for control over the kiss, pulling another growl, heavy with arousal, from Raph. 

Lifting his legs, Mikey started using his feet to try and push Raph’s shorts down. He was having little luck, however, and gasped in surprise when Raph abruptly broke the kiss and stood up. 

Mikey propped himself up on his elbows, watching with eager, lust blown eyes as Raph shoved the shorts down quickly and kicked them off to join Mikey’s discarded ones. 

Scooting himself back on the bed, Mikey spread his legs as Raph clambered back onto the bed and leaned forward to crawl over him. Holding himself above Mikey, Raph pulled him back into yet another possessive, demanding kiss. 

Leo watched them, stripping off his own shorts, though he at least picked them up and folded them, setting them down on a nearby chair, before he moved to sit at the head of the bed, watching them make out. He reached down between his own legs, stroking a finger over the hidden pocket where he could feel his cock starting to swell as he watched his brothers, his lovers. 

Mikey and Raph’s cocks were already exposed and hard, their hips moving slowly against each other as they continued kissing. Small whimpers and moans were coming from Mikey, and the soft growling noises Raph was emitting were enough to almost drown out the wet noises from the kiss. 

It was Mikey who pulled out of the kiss this time, gasping as he stared up at Raph. His baby-blue eyes looked a little dazed and his cheeks were flushed as he lay there, breathing heavily. 

One of Raph’s hands moved down Mikey’s side, feeling the exposed skin between shell and plastron until he reached Mikey’s ass and gripped it firmly in one hand. He trailed his fingers up Mikey’s thigh next, around toward his inner thigh and then down lower. 

Mikey bit his lip and closed his eyes, moaning when those fingers found his tail, gripping it between two fingers and stroking it slowly, teasingly. 

“Raph,” Mikey gasped out, eyes opening once again to stare up at his hot-headed brother. 

Raph grinned down at him as he continued teasing Mikey’s sensitive tail, pulling more moaning, whimpering sounds from the younger turtle. 

Leo loved listening to those sounds and knew that Raph enjoyed them too, though the red-banded turtle had less patience when it came to teasing. Before long Raph had sat up a bit straighter, turning to look at Leo, eyes burning with lust as he held his hand out expectantly. 

Chuckling, Leo moved to get off the bed. “We forgot to grab lube,” he explained at Raph’s inquisitory look.

“Make it fast!” Raph growled, irritated at the oversight of ducking into Donnie’s room instead of one of their own.  

“Pocket,” Mikey gasped out, earning identical stares from Raph and Leo. “shorts, in my pocket, I thought ahead,” he explained. 

Leo smirked, bending down to pick up Mikey’s shorts, and retrieve the lube, before leaning forward to hand it off. However, when Raph reached to grab it, Leo grasped his hand and pulled back slightly, pressing forward and closing the last few inches between them. He pressed his lips to Raph’s, forcing his tongue passed lips and teeth, pulling a growl from Raph as he shoved his tongue back against Leo’s, forcing it back as the two fought for dominance. 

They would have easily gotten carried away, if Mikey hadn’t suddenly reached up and grabbed hold of Raph’s cock, stroking it to bring the hot-headed turtle’s attention back onto him. 

Raph broke the kiss, churring as he turned back to look down at Mikey. 

“You two can have hot rough sex when you’re done with me,” Mikey insisted. 

“So demanding,” Raph chuckled, taking the lube from Leo and smirking as he popping the top open. 

Spreading Mikey’s legs a bit further apart, he poured some down between his ass cheeks, using a finger to spread it around before putting more on his finger, teasing around Mikey’s hole. Mikey’s tail was thwapping against the bed in excitement, his toes curling against the sheets, as he held his legs open for Raph. 

“Roll over,” Raph growled, using one hand to push at Mikey’s hip. 

Letting out a whine, Mikey lifting one leg up and over Raph so he could roll over onto his knees, lifting his ass up into the air, raising his tail as high as it could go, giving Raph full access to everything. Raph took a moment to enjoy the view, biting at his own lip as another growl slipped from his throat. 

Mikey let out a moan as Raph started to press a slick finger into him. 

Raph took a moment, pausing once his finger breached the ring of muscles, watching Mikey for any signs of discomfort. A slight increase in breathing was Mikey’s only response to the intrusion. With slow movements he pressed in deeper, pushing in and drawing out, stretching Mikey gradually, carefully, under the watchful eyes of Leo. 

The blue-banded turtle continued to sit there, stroking his cock lazily, moaning when Mikey let out a churr and pressed his hips back needily against Raph’s finger. 

Raph lifted his free hand, slapping it hard against Mikey’s ass cheek, snickering when the smaller turtle yelped and jerked forward away from the sudden sting. 

“Stop moving,” Raph instructed sternly, his voice deep and rough with desire as he pressed his finger in further and curled it, rubbing against the warm inner walls, making sure to spread the lube around to every space he could reach. 

Pulling his finger out, he added extra lube, rubbing it between both fingers before pressing them back against Mikey’s hole. 

“He looks about ready to me,” Leo remarked breathily. “Should I get you ready for him?” he offered, reaching and grabbing the lube that had been discarded on the bed. 

“Sure, if you’re that eager to touch my cock,” Raph said, chuckling, eyeing Leo for a moment before turning his attention back toward the other turtle in front of him. 

Easing his re-slicked fingers back inside, he scissored them slowly, stretching Mikey further to accommodate him, already imagining what it would be like to bury himself in that tight warmth once more. 

He heard the sound of the lube being opened and as he glanced in Leo’s direction, his brother was pouring a generous amount into the palm of his hand. Shifting forward on the bed, Leo reached out and wrapped his hand around Raph’s cock. 

Raph groaned at the sensation, his body already aching for more and the muscles of his thighs tightened, straining to keep his body steady as Leo gripped his length firmly, moving his hand upward toward the head. Rubbing his hand around it, Leo did a very thorough job of getting it slick with the lube before moving back down toward the thick base of Raph’s aching, leaking cock. 

“Shit,” Raph breathed out, his hips twitching forward into Leo’s hand while he tried to remain focused on finishing his task of stretching Mikey, his fingers still pressed almost fully into the smaller turtle’s body, held there as he attempted to concentrate. 

Curling his fingers inside Mikey again, he pushed them deeper until he found the bundle of nerves he had been searching for. The tip of his finger brushed against it, Mikey’s hole gripping at him, and his little brother’s head was thrown back as he cried out with delight. 

“Right here?” Raph asked, brushing against Mikey’s prostate again. 

“Yes! Fuck, yes, right there!” Mikey said, pressing himself back onto Raph’s fingers, mewling in pleasure when Raph started rubbing at it teasingly. 

“I’m ready! Raph, please!” Mikey wailed, pressing his hips back impatiently. 

This earned him another hard smack on his ass, causing Mikey to yelp again. Though this was quickly followed by a soft moan and Raph’s answering, rumbling growl. 

“I’ll fuck you when I’m ready,” Raph said, glancing down at Leo’s hand wrapped around his throbbing cock, which was now fully hard thanks to Leo’s ministrations. 

“He’s ready, Mikey,” Leo said, reluctantly letting go of Raph. 

Leo wrapped his hand around his own cock again, biting his lip to cut off the moan that tried to escape him. The lube, still slick on his hand, making his movements smoother as he started stroking himself slowly again. 

Raph could feel Leo’s eyes fixed on him and Mikey as he lifted himself straighter, gripping his cock with one hand as he lined it up with Mikey’s hole. Knowing Leo was watching every moment only made his blood burn hotter.

Mikey kicked his feet, hitting the bed when he felt Raph’s cock pressing against him, rubbing the head of his cock against Mikey’s stretched hole teasingly. 

“Raph!” he protested desperately.

Raph didn’t say anything to Mikey’s demanding tone, just continued teasing his smaller lover. He rubbed his cock along the crevice of Mikey’s ass, up along his tail, feeling the shudder that ran through Mikey’s body at that, before moving down again, pressing more firmly against the entrance. As he pushed forward, he could feel the muscles of Mikey’s ass stretching around the tip of his hard length, opening further to accommodate his size. 

Feeling the head of his cock slip in, Raph let go of himself to grip at the edges of Mikey’s shell, holding his brother still as he shifted his hips and started inching forward, pushing his cock deeper into the hot, tight space. He could feel Mikey’s inner walls gripping every inch of him the deeper he went. 

Raph let out a breath, which he had been holding, when he felt his hips finally press flush with Mikey’s ass. He took a moment to relish the sensation, the knowledge of how deeply he was claiming Mikey and how good his little brother looked impaled so completely on his cock. That Mikey surrendered himself so eagerly was hot as hell. 

Moving one hand reverently along Mikey’s shell, down towards his tail, he pinched it between two fingers and stroked it slowly. 

Mikey churred loudly, his head lowered, hands fisting into the blankets under him as he got used to the feeling of being filled. But Raph needed to move and, letting out a churr of his own, he pulled back, before rocking his hips forward again. 

“Fuck,” Raph breathed out, pinching at Mikey’s tail once more. 

He smirked when Mikey mewled, arching his back, lifting his ass a little higher and pressing himself back against Raph again in a clear demand for more. Raph was feeling far too smug to want to chastise Mikey for his impatience in that moment, incredibly turned on by how much Mikey obviously enjoyed taking his cock.

Leo was sat watching the display with a smile on his face, his hand still moving slowly over his own cock, pressing his thumb against the head. 

As Raph was pulling out of Mikey again, Leo’s lust-ridden gaze lingered on the exposed part of Raph’s cock for the few seconds before the red-banded turtle jerked his hips forward again, sheathing himself inside Mikey once more. 

“Ah, Raph,” Mikey whined, bracing himself on forearms as his brother picked up speed, pulling out further and pushing back in harder, causing Mikey’s body to rock forward. 

“Like that?” Raph asked. 

Mikey nodded his head, even though the question was rhetorical. It was obvious enough that Mikey was enjoying himself. Soft moaning sounds were escaping those sinful lips with each thrust of Raph’s hips, however, both Leo and Raph knew that Mikey could be louder than that. 

“You want more?” Raph asked, releasing Mikey’s tail, gripping his hips next, fingers digging in as he pulled Mikey into the next thrust of his hips. “Want me to fuck you deeper? Harder?” Raph grunted, shifting his hips, adjusting his angle before he thrust back in. 

“Yes! Fuck, Raph, yes!” Mikey cried out, one hand releasing the blanket, snaking down his plastron, toward his own cock. A swift kick from Leo’s foot stopped the movement though, and Mikey whined, returning his hand to gripping the blanket. 

“You can wait,” Leo teased. 

It was true, there were times that Mikey enjoyed being fucked more than he liked having his cock touched, which was a good thing when there were two lovers to satisfy. It meant that both Leo and Raph could get a turn topping Mikey before allowing him any sort of release. 

“F-fuck you, Leo,” Mikey gasped out, resting his forehead on the bed as Raph shifted himself, and on the next thrust, Mikey nearly screamed when the head of Raph’s cock jabbed into his prostate. The hitch in Mikey’s breath, however, had Raph pulling out and thrusting back in again, aiming for the same spot. 

This time Mikey did scream, pressing back against Raph eagerly, whining when the sensation was gone, only to have Raph thrust back inside, hitting his prostate again. 

“Oh, yes, yes, Raph, more, right, right there, more, keep doing that,” Mikey pleaded.

Raph was happy to oblige. Holding Mikey’s hips firmly, Raph once again changed the pace of his thrusts, the slow build up abandoned in favor of moving faster, thrusting in harder, feeling Mikey’s inner walls gripping at him each time he hit that spot inside the smaller turtle. 

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, accompanied by grunts from Raph as he pushed himself to keep up the pace he had set, and whining moans from Mikey, the younger turtle gripping and pulling at the blanket as the bed rocked and squeaked under them. 

Raph was vaguely aware of Leo close by, the sounds of him panting, his hand now still on his cock, presumably willing himself not to come. Raph knew his blue-banded brother would want a turn next, a chance to bury himself in Mikey's warm body. As he thrust into the turtle beneath him, holding himself inside Mikey, seeking the greatest pleasure, he understood Leo's attempt at restraint. There was nothing else quite like this, and coming with your own hand certainly didn't compare.

“Fuck, oh fuck,” Raph growled, his fingers digging into Mikey’s hips, pushing and pulling him into each thrust, leaning over the body under him, his cock moving less than an inch in and out of the tight space, before he suddenly stilled, his hips flush with Mikey’s, moaning loudly. 

Raph was cumming, cock pulsing as he filled their brother with his seed. 

Mikey tried moving his hips more, wanting Raph to continue, even as the added weight of Raph’s body draping over him fully made it difficult to move. 

“Raph!” Mikey whined, wiggling his hips. Raph slapped Mikey’s thigh to stop him moving. 

“Hold on,” Raph hissed, nipping at Mikey’s shoulder as he shifted himself, pulling out of Mikey with a groan, kneeling back onto his feet as Mikey flopped to his side. Raph smiled at him, rubbing at his leg, chuckling when Mikey slapped his hand away. 

“Looks like it’s my turn,” Leo said, shifting himself onto his knees, shuffling forward, closer to Mikey while Raph moved himself to the end of the bed, leaning himself against the footboard. 

It was his turn to watch. 

“Leo.” Mikey smiled up at the blue-banded turtle when he felt Leo grip his legs, pulling him onto the bed properly, keeping him laying on his side. 

Leo lifted one of Mikey’s legs up, stretching it, and moving himself closer, pressed his cock against Mikey’s leaking hole. 

“Today, Leo,” Mikey huffed.

Leo smiled, though he made no move to pick up the pace. 

“Why you so demanding today?” Raph chuckled. 

“No one likes a pushy bottom,” Leo said, gripping Mikey’s tail and pinching it. 

Mikey cried out, shuddering at the spike of pleasure that shot through him. 

“I wasn’t showing off just to look pretty,” Mikey said. “Wanted to see if Leo would... would forget about training if I teased him enough,” he admitted. 

“Nothing short of you rubbing yourself against him could break Leo’s famous focus,” Raph told him with a chuckle. 

“Right, I’ll keep that in mind for next time,” Mikey said cheekily. 

“Mikey doesn’t need any ideas from you,” Leo huffed, grabbing the lube and pouring more into his hand. Tossing the bottle to the side, he reached down, wrapping his fingers around himself and stroking slowly as he shifted forward on his knees, lining himself up with Mikey’s entrance before sliding in. 

Mikey moaned, closing his eyes, one hand gripping at the blankets as he felt himself being filled again. 

Leo wrapped his arm halfway around Mikey’s leg, gripping his ankle to keep him in place as he slid the rest of the way in. He held himself still for only a moment before he pulled out again, rocking his hips as he started a slow rhythm, aiming for Mikey’s prostate.  

He knew he’d found the bundle of nerves when Mikey suddenly gasped, his inner walls gripping his cock harder. Leo smirked down at him, pulling out a little faster before pressing in once more, feeling Mikey’s insides grip him, before relaxing again, starting a wonderful milking sensation around Leo’s cock. 

“Oh damn, I love it when you do that,” Leo praised, his fingers gripping tighter around Mikey’s leg as he moved his hips a little faster.

Mikey churred at the feeling of Leo moving inside him, feeling every inch of the cock fill him, stretching him open and claiming him before sliding out with a delicious pull that made him eager to be filled once more. Mikey tried moving himself with little success, but managed to get Leo to adjust his position ever so slightly, enough so that on the next inward thrust he managed to hit Mikey’s prostate dead on. 

Tilting his head back, Mikey gasped loudly at the shock of pleasure that shot through him, making his neglected cock twitch, precum leaking from the tip as Leo continued moving. 

Leo’s hands held him firmly, fingers digging into his flesh as he pulled his cock out slowly before thrusting into Mikey a little harder, a bit faster. The change in rhythm drew another moan from Mikey, this new position making it near impossible for Mikey to move at all, leaving Leo to set the pace, and angle, much to Mikey’s own frustration. 

“Leo, Leo please!” Mikey bit his lip, turning his head to look up at his eldest brother, groaning when he saw the sly smile on Leo’s face. 

Precum was leaking from the tip of his cock as Leo shifted himself and thrust in. The thick cock kept brushing against Mikey’s prostate, hitting the bundle of nerves with each movement without fail. Familiar shocks of pleasure kept shooting through Mikey’s body, starting from somewhere deep inside him, the waves of pleasure causing his tail to pulse, his cock to twitch, and the heat in his gut to build ever slightly higher. 

All the combined sensations pulled a churr from Mikey. 

Eyes half-closed, Mikey tilted his head to look at Raph. The red-banded turtle was taking his turn watching now. Mikey’s eyes were drawn to his still exposed cock and he slowly licked his lips, silently wishing he could wrap his mouth around the now flaccid length and bring it back to hardness against his tongue. 

“Ya like that?” Raph asked, drawing Mikey’s attention away from the cock, baby-blue eyes lifting up to stare at his brother’s face instead. “Ya like Leo fucking you?”

Mikey nodded his head, words failing him as Leo continued rocking into him with such precision that it was taking most of Mikey’s focus just to remember to breathe. 

“What’s it feel like?” Raph questioned, causing Mikey to whine as Raph continued talking to him. 

Mikey wasn’t sure he could answer in anything other than gasps and whimpers, his brain struggling to hold a thought as he mentally flailed for the words to describe the pleasure he was enduring. 

Mikey’s focus was diverted again when he felt Leo speed up, the skin of his hips slapping against Mikey’s ass now with each powerful, dominating thrust. 

“Ya just gonna ignore me now?” Raph chuckled. 

Mikey whined again. 

“Thick!” he gasped out quickly as Leo pulled back, snapping his hips forward, stretching and filling Mikey again, and again. 

Lifting his eyes to lock with Raph’s, Mikey bit his lip as he watched his brother watching them. Raph, though, still had that amused smirk and Mikey already knew before he opened his mouth that his brother was going to keep asking him questions. 

Raph shifted slightly on the bed, moving himself a bit closer to Mikey, kneeling up close to his head as he reached out and cupping his chin, forcing his brother to keep looking at him. 

“Who’s bigger? Me, or Leo?” 

Mikey tried to focus, tried to bring his thoughts to the forefront of his brain to answer the silly questions Raph was insisting on asking him. However, focusing wasn’t one of Mikey’s talents, even when he didn’t have a long thick cock rubbing against his prostate. 

“Both, both big, so big, feels so good,” Mikey replied breathlessly, feeling dizzy with his need for release, but there was something about Leo using his body while Raph forced eye-contact, questioning him so casually that was oddly hot.

It took Mikey a split second to realize that all movement had stopped and he pulled his chin free of Raph’s hold as he turned to gaze up at his smirking eldest brother above him. Leo had thrust himself inside and was now holding himself there, his cock right against Mikey’s prostate. The pressure there felt wonderful, but it wasn’t what Mikey wanted or needed at the moment. 

“No! Leo! Don’t... don’t stop, please don't stop,” Mikey practically sobbed, wiggling his hips to try and continue the movements on his own, something that was difficult to do as he was laying on his side. 

Leo’s hand gripped his leg, the other moved down to press against Mikey’s waist, holding him still.  

“Raph asked you a question, and you didn’t answer him properly, Mikey,” Leo pointed out, briefly pulling out before thrusting in deeply again and holding himself there for a moment. “Who’s bigger?”

“Different,” Mikey whimpered. “You go so deep.” He tried wiggling his hips again, feeling Leo’s cock shift against his prostate, forcing a loud churr from him. 

Leo’s hand gripped his hips a bit harder, fingers digging into the exposed skin. 

“And Raph?” Leo prompted, his voice sounding strained, and Mikey knew that staying still like this was just as difficult for Leo as it was for him. 

Mikey toyed with the idea of using that knowledge to his own advantage, squeezing his inner walls around Leo’s cock, feeling the appendage twitch inside him, however, the time for teasing had long since passed. Right now, Mikey just wanted nothing more than to have Leo press him against the mattress and pound into him relentlessly. 

“Thicker, he- he’s thicker, stretches me more,” he tried to explain, moaning happily when Leo pulled out and began to move within him once more. He tried to move with Leo this time, wanting the momentum that they had built up before, each inward thrust hitting just the right spot again. 

Mikey’s head tilted forward. Looking down his body, between his legs, he could see Leo’s hips as they moved, see just the bottom part of Leo’s cock before it vanished inside him again. Mikey could also see his own cock swaying with each thrust of Leo’s hips, as well as the wet spot on the bed beside him where his precum had been leaking, soaking into the sheets. 

Closing his eyes, Mikey churred. He was losing himself to the pleasure, knowing that if he could just reach down and touch himself, or get one of his brothers to touch him, it wouldn’t be long before he came. His grip on the sheets loosened, managing to slide an inch or so downward before Raph’s hand grabbed his wrists, holding him there. 

Mikey whined at being denied what he wanted, pulling at his wrists, testing Raph’s grip on them. His red-banded brother, however, shifted himself forward more, moving his grip to one hand and pinning Mikey’s wrists against his knee. 

“Which feels better?” Raph asked, his voice deep and demanding.

Mikey blinked slowly, his brain seemingly working at a much slower pace thanks to the fog of pleasure that had settled over it. It took a great amount of effort for Mikey to register not only that Raph was talking to him, but what he said. 

Letting out a whine, Mikey closed his eyes, thinking that question was unfair. It was like choosing a favorite pizza topping. Leo seemed to think so too, if his loud growl was any indication. 

“It’s an honest question,” Raph defended. “Do you like being stretched? Feeling my thick cock rubbing every inch inside you? Or do you like Leo’s longer one, each thrust stabbing into you?” 

Mikey was only vaguely aware that Raph was still smirking. He was too lost up in everything going on to really pay much attention, or even care about what Raph was doing or saying.  

“I bet he’s hitting you right where it counts.” 

Mikey whined at the words, and even Leo let out a low moan of his own, his hand gripping at Mikey’s waist tighter, pulling him into each thrust. 

“Both! I like both!” Mikey cried out, his hips rocking almost frantically with Leo’s movements, clenching his inner walls around Leo, feeling the hard flesh sliding in and out of him as the older turtle sped up, fueled by Raph’s narration. 

“You have to choose one or the other,” Raph insisted. 

“No, I fucking don’t! I don’t care! I just want more, please!” Mikey sobbed desperately, fed up with Raph’s talk, fed up with Leo’s teasing. 

Leo, however, wasn’t done teasing it seemed, as he suddenly pulled out of Mikey again and paused. Though, before the smaller turtle could protest, he was suddenly flipped over onto his shell, his ankles were grabbed and they were hoisted up into the air. Leo moved his hand slowly down from Mikey’s ankle to his knee, rubbing at the skin there. 

“You want more?” Leo asked.

Mikey looked up at his brother again, nodding his head eagerly. His eyes were wide and pleading as he stared at Leo. 

“Leo, please, no more teasing...” 

Mikey’s whine was cut off when Leo suddenly pushed himself back inside, the head of his cock slamming against the bundle of nerves from a new angle that had Mikey seeing stars. He was given no time to recover or fully process what had happened before Leo was slamming into him again, rocking Mikey’s whole body with the force of his thrust. 

Leo pulled out once more, his hips snapping forward and this time, he added a little grinding motion into the thrust. 

He kept switching things up and Mikey wasn’t able to tell, or predict what Leo was going to do next, which just made things all the more exciting. If only he could touch himself, bring himself to completion along with Leo, who, if past experience was anything to go by, was going to be getting close fairly soon. 

Churring and moaning filled the room as Mikey gripped at the bedsheets, his toes curling each time Leo’s cock hit his prostate, before grinding against it. He tried once more to grab his own cock but Leo smacked his hand away again. 

“Not. Yet,” Leo said sternly.

Mikey nearly sobbed in protest, as his hands grasped at Leo’s ass instead, in a futile attempt to find something, anything more. 

“I can pin his hands ta the bed again if ya want,” Raph offered, looking far too excited about the idea. 

Though in truth, Mikey wasn’t all that opposed to the idea either, he just wanted someone to touch him, he was sure it wouldn’t take much at this point. 

“No,” was Leo’s short answer, grunting as he started to lose some of the rhythm he had set, thanks to both his impending orgasm and the tight grip Mikey had on his butt, holding him inside, keeping his cock almost trapped deep inside him. , not helped by Mikey’s tight grip on his butt holding him as deep as possible. 

Thrusting himself in, he held himself there for a second, before pulling out and doing it again, repeatedly, harder and harder, the bed making groaning noises from the force Leo was using. 

Mikey knew that Leo was almost there and so did what he could to get his brother off, clenching around him, before relaxing again, repeating the action until Mikey felt it, the first twitch of Leo’s cock, followed by another and, only seconds later, Mikey could feel he was being filled for a second time. 

Leo kept jerking his hips forward, trying to push himself deeper inside Mikey, until his whole body slowly relaxed. Letting out a loud sigh, he pulled himself out, laying down on the bed to catch his breath. 

The only sound that filled the room was Mikey and Leo’s heavy breathing, though while Leo was collapsed on the bed, looking exhausted, Mikey had pulled himself up into a sitting position and was staring down at his brother. 

“Ya know, maybe next time we should videotape this,” Raph suggested.

Mikey looked over at him, momentarily distracted from his own problem by curiosity at Raph’s random statement. 

“Give it to Donnie for a birthday present or somethin’,” Raph suggested, leaning back against the footboard of the bed. 

Leo chuckled tiredly at that. “If you want him to join us, why not just ask him?”

“You say that like it’s so simple to pull his stupid ass away from his computers, or projects.” Raph rolled his eyes. “We’ve left the offer open ta him, and at this point, I think even if we fuck right in front of him, he ain’t gonna join us.”

“Give him time, maybe he’s just shy,” Leo suggested. 

Raph snorted at that.

Mikey frowned as he looked at his brothers, sitting up straighter when it became apparent that neither of them were going to finish him off. 

“Forget about Donnie, what about me?” Mikey asked, unable to keep the pout from his face. 

Raph and Leo both turned to look at him. Leo let out a sigh and was just pulling himself into a sitting position, most likely to either apologize or to help Mikey find release. Before he could, however, he was stopped by Raph, who pushed him back down onto the bed. 

Mikey didn’t like the smirk his brother was showing him. It was an expression he knew very well, however, it was very rare for him to be on the receiving end of it, as it was the same look he displayed himself whenever he had a mischievous plan in mind. 

“Poor little Mikey, did we neglect you?” Raph asked. 

“Uh… yeah,” Mikey laughed nervously.

“You want something to help take care of that?” Raph asked, shifting forward, reaching out and trailing a finger along Mikey’s still hard cock. 

Mikey churred, moving his hips forward into Raph’s hand, only to whine when his brother pulled away. 

“Raph!” Mikey glared at his brother. 

“If you’re that pent up and desperate, go ask Donnie to help,” Raph suggested, and Leo chuckled. 

“Raph, don’t be so mean,” Leo said, though there was very little protest in his voice.

Mikey turned his attention from one brother to the other, taking in Leo’s tired expression and Raph’s challenging one. 

It really left Mikey with three options. One, he could throw a temper tantrum right there and then, get one of his brothers to suck him off and finish what he started. Two, he could throw a temper tantrum, storm out of the room and go take care of himself in the bathroom. Or three, he could throw a temper tantrum, storm off and go whine at Donnie to help him.  

“Fine, fuck you both,” he huffed, slipping from the bed quickly, stomping his feet as he stormed out of the room, making sure to slam the door behind him. 

“Maybe we pushed too hard,” Leo said, shifting to sit up again, only to be grabbed by Raph as the red-banded brother laid back down on the bed. 

“Nah, he’s gone to see Donnie,” Raph insisted. 

“How can you be so sure?” Leo tilted his head up to nuzzle against Raph’s chin. 

“Simple, it’s what I would do if you two left me hangin’ so close ta the edge like that,” Raph pointed out. “Besides, I figured, if a horny Mikey can’t break up Donnie’s love affair with his computers, then nothing can.” 

Raph grinned when Leo simply rolled his eyes and rested his head on Raph’s shoulder. 

----------x

Donnie leaned over his workstation, putting his full focus on watching the liquid drip very slowly from the jar in his hand into the test tube he had set up on the desk. 

“Steady,” he warned himself, a simple verbal reminder that if this went wrong, he might be looking for a new desk by the end of the day. He ignored the distant sound of a door slamming, narrowing his eyes. “Focus, and steady,” he said again, tilting his head just a little more, seeing the drop forming, ready to fall into the tube. 

The door to the lab slammed open. 

“DONNIE!” Mikey yelled, sounding very distressed. 

Donnie stood up, startled, accidentally pouring out the entire contents of the jar into the test tube, causing it to hiss and fizz dangerously. 

“Oops,” Mikey said, watching as the liquid foamed up over the top, spread over the desk. 

Donnie stepped back quickly, covering his mouth in case the fumes turned out to be toxic. The rapidly growing mass spilling out across the area gave a distinct ‘pop’ before solidifying where it was, fusing to his desk, so all that was left of the once smooth surface was a technicolor lump of a peculiar, unknown substance.

Turning slowly to glare at Mikey, Donnie lowered his hand from his mouth to say something. However, he stopped when he saw the state of his brother. 

Mikey was fully naked and Donnie couldn’t stop his eyes from trailing over his brother’s body, before settling on his baby brother’s rather obviously erect cock. 

“Sorry, D,” Mikey said, looking at the mess on the now probably destroyed desk. 

Donnie shook his head, looking back up at Mikey’s face, his brother seemingly not having noticed where Donnie’s attention had just been. 

“It’s fine, Mikey,” Donnie insisted, pulling his lab coat closed a bit more. “Now, what is so urgent that you had to burst in here?” he questioned, turning away from Mikey, determined to keep his attention anywhere but on his brother’s naked body. 

“Dude, you have to help me. Raph and Leo are trying to kill me!” Mikey exclaimed, hurrying forward to grab his brother’s arm. 

Donnie unintentionally jerked himself away from Mikey when he felt his brother press himself up against his thigh. 

“I highly doubt that,” Donnie said, slipping his arm easily from Mikey’s grasp and taking a step away. 

Mikey pouted at him. “I’m being serious, bro! They’re conspiring against me. They held me down and had their way with me, but they didn’t finish anything!” Mikey whined. 

Donnie blushed at Mikey’s quick explanation, he knew full well what his brothers did behind closed doors, and sometimes, not closed doors. 

“And what do you expect me to do about it? Drag them in here and scold them for you?” Donnie questioned, making his way over to his desk to survey the damage, using his pen to poke at the mass, wanting to see if there was any way to salvage any part of his work surface now. 

“No, I want you to finish what they started,” Mikey said bluntly. 

Donnie dropped the pen, his cheeks burning bright red as he glanced towards Mikey once more, his younger brother standing there, cock still out for the world to see. 

“I can’t,” Donnie said flatly, bending over to pick up the pen he had dropped. 

There was suddenly a foot covering the pen, stopping Donnie from grabbing it. The purple-banded turtle looked up to scold his brother, only to come face-to-crotch with Mikey’s cock. 

“You can, it’s really easy,” Mikey encouraged. 

Donnie stood up straight, forgetting about picking up the pen as he pulled his coat closed a bit tighter. Even though he wasn’t the one standing in the lab naked, he felt very exposed right now. 

“I already said I can’t,” Donnie insisted, frowning at the way Mikey was looking him over, an expression of curiosity having taken the place of his pout. “So, if you don’t mind,” he went on, turning fully away from his brother to find something else to occupy him from the distraction following him around the lab. 

“I’ve never seen you naked,” Mikey said seriously. 

“What?” Donnie looked back at Mikey once more, his brow furrowed as he stared at him incredulously.

“You, naked, never seen it,” Mikey said again, lifting his gaze to Donnie’s face. 

“You’ve seen me naked plenty of times, Mikey,” Donnie insisted. “We used to run around naked, remember? To save water we would share the large bath that Splinter found, it wasn’t-”

“No, I meant recently, I mean, after we started…changing. I’ve never seen you naked.” 

Mikey’s curious smirk had taken on a mischievous tint and Donnie really didn’t like where this conversation was going. 

“Whatever you’re thinking Mikey, forget it,” Donnie insisted, though he couldn’t hide how flustered he was becoming. 

Mikey came to stand in front of him again and Donnie averted his gaze, at least until he felt the fingers on the buttons of his lab coat, popping the top two open. 

“What are you doing!?” Donnie almost shrieked, backing away, his hand gripping the partly open coat, his cheeks burning as Mikey followed him, staying very much in his personal space. 

“I just want to see,” Mikey said. “If you let me look, I promise I’ll leave you alone for the rest of the day and you don’t have to help me get off.” 

“I wasn’t going to help you anyway!” Donnie said, backing up further, his legs hitting the edge of the couch he kept in the lab, and he fell into a sitting position. 

Mikey was standing in front of him again and Donnie stared up at his brother. 

“Why are you so scared? I’m not going to touch anything,” Mikey assured him, obviously a little bemused at his brother’s reactions. “Unless you want me to that is.” 

Donnie shook his head quickly. 

“No!” Donnie said quickly, his cheeks turning a shade redder, “I don’t want you to touch. I don’t even want you to look,” Donnie stated emphatically. 

Mikey’s smile faded slightly, reaching out, and Donnie flinched when the gentle hand touched his cheek. 

“I’m sorry, bro, I didn’t mean to freak you out,” Mikey said, slowly kneeling down in front of Donnie, baby-blue eyes staring up at him. “I was just teasing, I didn’t think it was a big deal. You’ve seen me naked. I mean, before today.” 

Donnie sighed as his brother stopped advancing on him, his shoulders slumping. “I know Mikey I just…” He turned his head away from his baby brother, the blush still present on his cheeks. 

“Wait… you’re not… are you shy?” Mikey asked, the smile returning, though not as lecherous or mischievous as it had been only moments earlier. 

Donnie didn’t say anything to this question. He knew he couldn’t deny it, as the blush and his pursed lips were enough of a giveaway. 

“That… is adorable, bro,” Mikey smiled. “But you know, you don’t have to be shy. I mean, really, it's not like you’ve got something I’ve never seen before,” he pointed out. 

Donnie still refused to say anything, keeping his gaze averted from his brother. 

“Alright, I’ll make a deal with you,” Mikey said, sitting back on his heels. “You show me what you got and I promise, I won’t laugh or make snide comments or nothing.” Mikey drew an X with his finger over his chest. “Cross my heart.” He smiled. 

Donnie looked at him then, his mouth pulled into a frown, taking in the excited, eager expression the younger turtle was giving him. He was still terribly unsure but it was hard to refuse with Mikey right there, looking at him like that.

“Fine,” he sighed in defeat. “But… you can’t laugh, and… I’m just doing this once. And you CAN’T tell Raph, or Leo,” Donnie insisted seriously. 

Mikey nodded his head in clear excitement, rocking slightly as he watched Donnie lift his fingers up to slowly undo the buttons on his lab coat, the fabric slowly falling open as he did so. Donnie paused near his waist, before popping the last couple buttons. He glanced at Mikey, the turtle now rocking slowly on his knees, his eyes fixated on the spot between Donnie’s legs. 

He had spent years doing everything he could to avoid each of his brothers seeing him in such an exposed state whenever he was even remotely aroused, and he was definitely more than a little turned on right now. His cock was already half hard in his shorts, as it had been since the moment he’d realized Mikey’s predicament.

But another look at Mikey’s expression had him steeling himself and summoning his courage.

Letting out a sigh, Donnie opened the last few buttons to his coat, closing his eyes when he heard the soft noise of excitement that had escaped Mikey, the younger turtle unable to stay quiet as Donnie moved his hands to the waistband of his shorts.

Lifting his hips from the bed, Donnie started sliding the last bit of fabric from his body, revealing his own half-hard cock. 

“... dude…” Mikey said with obvious awe. 

Donnie braved opening his eyes to peer at his eager brother. 

“You’re not even fully hard and… when you are it’s gotta be as big as my fucking arm!” Mikey exclaimed, sounding amazed, and perhaps more than a little excited. 

“That… is an over exaggeration,” Donnie assured him. 

“Yeah, whatever, it’s still huge!” Mikey grinned. 

Donnie huffed, moving to pull his shorts back up quickly. “Yeah, I know, I’m a freak, you can stop pointing it out,” he said. 

Mikey reached out quickly, stopping Donnie’s hands from moving. “Hold up, bro, I never said you were a freak.” Mikey frowned. 

“No, you didn’t have to, I already know that I am,” Donnie insisted. “A mutant turtle is bad enough sometimes, but… this?” he gestured to his large cock. “There’s a reason I never parade around naked, why I wait until everyone is done with the showers before I go take one, why I would much rather keep my lab coat on even when not strictly necessary,” Donnie told him, listing things off one-by-one, standing and pulling his shorts up to hide himself away again, not that it helped hide anything anymore, now that Mikey knew his secret. 

He walked around Mikey, heading over to his computer chair and sitting down in it. Letting it roll backwards slightly, as he rolled over to his filing cabinet to start digging out files on the experiment he had been working on, as he would have to start back from square one. 

His chair was suddenly turned around and Donnie blinked in surprise as he stared up at the orange-banded turtle. 

“You’re not a freak, D,” Mikey told him with a semi-serious expression. “And I can prove it.” He dropped to his knees in front of Donnie once more, pushing the fabric of the labcoat aside before jerking at the shorts. 

“What are you doing?” Donnie squeaked, his hands moving to quickly stop Mikey, shocked by his brother’s advances. 

“I’m going to prove to you that you’re not a freak,” Mikey insisted once again, managing to wiggle Donnie’s shorts down enough to reveal Donnie’s large cock once again. 

Mikey eyed it closely this time, as if studying the appendage. 

Donnie’s cheeks felt like they were on fire once again, with how close Mikey was to him, and even though he was expecting it, the feeling of his brother’s fingers touching his cock still made Donnie jump. Mikey used this to his advantage to pull Donnie’s shorts down further, discarding them quickly, though he never took his attention away from the cock he was slowly teasing. 

“Mikey, I don’t think…” Donnie trailed off, covering his mouth with his fist to keep from crying out at the building sensations when Mikey trailed a finger from base to tip.

“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing,” Mikey assured him, wrapping his fingers around the thick cock, biting his lip when he realized that he needed both hands to properly wrap around the hard flesh. “Dude, you’re like... totally amazing,” Mikey said, lifting his eyes to look at Donnie. 

Donnie used his hand to cover his mouth properly, not wanting to be too loud, in case he drew the attention of the other occupants of the lair. 

“Bro, you are seriously adorable,” Mikey chuckled, leaning forward as he lifted Donnie’s cock to his mouth, his tongue flicking out to lick at the tip. 

Donnie’s breath hitched, his hips twitching forward on their own, his free hand shooting out to grip at Mikey’s shoulder, though he didn’t push him away. He didn’t pull him closer either, just held him there. 

Mikey must have taken it as a good sign, because the other turtle made himself more comfortable, nudging Donnie’s legs further apart. 

Donnie didn’t resist and could do little more than stare down at his brother, his breathing speeding up as his cock hardened further, the needy length growing larger still thanks to Mikey’s ministrations. 

Baby-blue eyes locked with his own, and Mikey smiled at him, unperturbed. 

“Seriously, D, you really are the size of my arm,” Mikey insisted with what sounded a lot like pride.

“I… You… that’s definitely… exaggerating,” Donnie managed to stammer out as Mikey continued to touch his cock, which he did have to admit looked even more enormous in his smaller brother’s hands. 

Mikey, however, was as eager as ever, opening his mouth wide. 

Donnie’s eyes widened, quickly picking up on what Mikey intended only a fraction of a second before that warm mouth wrapped around the broad head of his cock. 

The hand on Mikey’s shoulder tightened and Donnie’s head fell back against the chair letting out a deep groaning moan. He could feel the tongue pressed against the tip of his cock, licking at it eagerly before it started swirling around him. Donnie’s hand fell away from his mouth to grip at Mikey’s other shoulder when his little brother started sucking on him and Donnie now knew what a lollipop or popsicle felt like in Mikey’s mouth. 

“Oh… Mi-ah… Mikey,” Donnie gasped out, his hips trembling as he held himself still, unsure of what he was allowed to do, or if he had to do anything at all really. Having never experienced anything like this before, Donnie was very glad that his little brother seemed to know exactly what he was doing. 

As more of that hot, wet mouth engulfed him, Donnie wasn’t able to stop a moan from escaping, gently tugging on Mikey’s shoulders now, silently asking for more. Lifting his head to stare down at Mikey again, Donnie watched as Mikey’s lips stretched what seemed to be impossibly wide around his hard flesh, pulling more and more of him inside. 

Donnie was amazed at how much of himself fit into Mikey’s mouth, his brother moving carefully, slowly, inching his way onto the cock. And it wasn’t until Mikey swallowed that Donnie even realized what his brother had been doing. 

“Mikey!” he cried out, feeling himself slide further into Mikey, the muscles of his brother’s throat constricting, fluttering around the head of his cock in such a way that nearly knocked the breath out of him. 

He had a split second debate, torn between what he wanted to do, and what he should do. On the one hand, he wanted to push Mikey down onto him, wanted to feel his throat squeeze and rub along his cock as it slid further down. On the other hand, Donnie didn’t think he was ready for something like that and was too worried that he’d hurt his brother. It was thankfully that part of his brain that was in control still as he gripped Mikey’s shoulders and pushed him back. 

“Something wrong?” Mikey asked, licking his lips and staring up at Donnie with a knowing smirk. 

“I… you… that…” Donnie frowned as he couldn’t seem to get anything running through his mind to make the short trip from his brain to his mouth and tell Mikey exactly what was wrong. 

“You like it, right?” Mikey asked. 

The tone of concern had Donnie’s eyes widening and he rushed to assure his brother that yes, he did in fact like it. 

“I loved it, Mikey, it felt… it was, phenomenal,” Donnie breathed out. 

“Phe-no-me-nal,” Mikey repeated, a smile slowly spreading across his face. “Then you sit back, D, buckle up and enjoy the ride,” he said, and before Donnie could say anything or suggest that Mikey perhaps find something else to try, he was pulling Donnie back into his mouth, sucking more eagerly on him, swallowing him down slowly once more. 

“Oh fuck, oh god, Mikey!” Donnie gasped, his head falling back once more, his hips moving on reflex, not having the knowledge or experience on how to hold still with such an overly-talented mouth working away on his cock. 

The sucking and slurping sounds only seemed to add to the exotic intensity of having his cock in someone’s mouth, the rough side of a tongue pressing and rubbing against every sensitive area with such accuracy that had Donnie been able to think beyond simple words such as, ‘amazing’, and ‘more’, he would have praised Mikey for his technique and knowledge on how to give someone the most amount of pleasure. 

Mikey tried to smile, difficult to do with something so thick in his mouth. He was, however, insanely pleased with himself. His hands moved up Donnie’s legs, and he pressed them against his hips to hold his brother still. He wasn’t able to deepthroat his brother as much as he would like, due to the girth of him, but it didn’t stop him from trying as often as he could, relaxing his throat as he felt the head of Donnie’s cock hitting the back, before quickly swallowing him down. 

Mikey was taking it almost as a personal challenge to take Donnie to the hilt, however, he also knew enough to not try it right now. He would have to practice, which of course meant he would have to spend more time in the lab with Donnie. Though, from the soft whining and pleading noises his brother was making, Mikey was sure the purple-banded turtle wouldn’t object to the company from now on. 

Fingers tightened on his shoulder, Donnie’s chest rising and falling quickly as he gasped. 

“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” Donnie said over and over again. 

Mikey knew his brother was getting close. However, Mikey couldn’t allow that to happen just yet. As much as he wanted to fully taste the other turtle, there was something he wanted to try even more. 

Mikey pulled away from Donnie suddenly, eliciting a cry from his brother.

“No! Don’t stop!” Donnie exclaimed with something close to alarm, sitting up straight to look at Mikey again. 

“I’ve no intention of stopping, bro,” Mikey assured him. 

Removing Donnie’s hands from his shoulders, he stood up, shuffling himself forward until he was straddling Donnie. 

Mikey churred when he felt his cock brush against Donnie’s, the sound echoed by the olive green turtle in the chair, and he felt compelled to watch as he shifted his hips again. He wasn’t small, he knew that for sure, but as his cock brushed along the length of Donnie’s much grander proportions, it looked slender, almost petite. 

“Fuck, D, look at you,” Mikey said breathlessly, his hips ever moving as he sought more of the delicious friction against his brother.  

Donnie was churring and moaning in delight, his brown eyes wide as they stared up at Mikey. The intensity in them had Mikey leaning down to capture those slightly parted lips in a kiss, showing Donnie another skill his tongue had. 

Donnie lifted shaking hands to grip at Mikey’s hips, pulling the other turtle closer to him, continuing the slow rocking motion, moaning loudly into Mikey’s mouth. 

Allowing himself to be rocked against Donnie for a few moments more, enjoying the kiss with his brother, Mikey gripped at Donnie’s shoulders to help steady himself. He used the leverage to lift his hips up further, feeling Donnie’s cock slide back further, the head rubbing against his tail. 

Moaning into the kiss, Donnie’s hands slid from Mikey’s hips to grip at his ass, squeezing it, spreading the cheeks and allowing his cock to slide more deeply between them, brushing against him intimately in every way. 

Breaking the kiss suddenly, Mikey smiled down at Donnie. 

“Little help,” he requested, rubbing himself against Donnie’s cock. 

“A little…?” Donnie blinked slowly, the words obviously taking a moment to sink in. “Oh, right… um…” 

Mikey continued to smile at Donnie, finding his inexperience adorably endearing. “Just hold yourself still, I’ll do the rest,” Mikey instructed. 

Donnie nodded his head slowly, moving a hand from Mikey’s butt, sliding it further down to grip at his own cock. He couldn’t help but stroke it a few times, shuddering as he watched Mikey slowly lower himself. 

The head of his cock started pressing more firmly against Mikey’s hole, and Donnie didn’t dare move an inch as he could feel it stretching to accommodate him.

Mikey suddenly stopped, lifting himself up a fraction and taking a deep breath. 

“You’re so big,” Mikey explained. 

“Mikey we don’t…” 

Donnie was quieted by another kiss, and Mikey rocking his hips again, lowering himself once more. This time the kiss was broken by Donnie when he felt himself breech the ring of muscles. 

“I want to,” Mikey breathed out, his own cheeks flushed now as he forced himself to breathe deeply and evenly, getting used to being stretched much more than he ever had been before. 

Donnie churred, his brow creasing, his eyes closing to mere slits and Mikey watched, transfixed by how expressive Donnie was. He couldn't understand what Donnie had been so ashamed of, his brother was obviously enjoying himself, and Mikey was certainly enjoying Donnie’s abnormally large cock. 

Mikey slid slowly down onto the thick erection, biting his lip as he did so, feeling that even though Donnie had missed out on months of amazing mind-blowing sex, he was going to use today to make up for all of it. 

“Don, oh fuck, I’m so full,” Mikey whined, leaning forward to rest his head on Donnie’s shoulder and Donnie’s hands moved back to grip at his ass once more, helping support him, something MIkey was extremely grateful for. 

He slowly, carefully sunk down the rest of the way until he came to a stop, unable to fit more inside him. Mikey shuttered when he realized that Donnie had bottomed out, leaving a couple of inches of his cock still exposed. The thought that Donnie was so big that he was unable to fit fully inside caused Mikey to moan, another shudder running up his spine. 

Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly as he sat there, impaled on Donnie’s cock, Mikey attempted to get used to the feeling of being spread open so wide. 

Small noises continued escaping Mikey each time Donnie shifted around, growing rapidly impatient with the lack of movement but obviously his best not to hurry Mikey before he was ready. Taking pity on his brother, Mikey tentatively started rocking his hips, gripping Donnie’s shoulders to help steady himself.

The pleased moan that fell from Donnie’s lips was enough encouragement for Mikey to try more, lifting himself a little higher before sinking back down. He kept each movement slow and steady to start with, helped along with Donnie’s hands still gripping tightly to his buttcheeks. 

The sensation of the hard flesh sliding out of him had Mikey churring again, the sound echoed by Donnie, the olive green turtle rocking his hips upward as Mikey sank down onto him. 

Biting his lip hard, Mikey lifted himself up as much as possible while still keeping Donnie inside him. He stared down at Donnie’s face, watching it shift through an encyclopedia of expressions as Donnie tried to process each new pleasurable sensation he was feeling.

“You feel amazing, D. Your D feels amazing, D,” Mikey breathed out, lowering himself onto Donnie’s cock a little faster than he had the previous times. 

The hard shaft hit his prostate and Mikey saw stars, his walls clenching tighter around Donnie as he arched backwards, rocking his hips faster, making sure that Donnie kept rubbing against the bundle of nerves that had Mikey’s own cock demanding attention again.  

Legs trembling, Mikey whined when one of them gave out on him and he lost his balance, slipping back on Donnie’s lap, held in place only because of his brother’s strong grip on his butt. Letting out a huff, Mikey tried shifting position to try again, going back to the slow movements he had started before. 

The slow lifting and falling felt wonderful, the burning sensation from being stretched was fading, leaving behind the pleasurable feeling of being filled, having Donnie’s solid cock rubbing at places inside him that neither Leo or Raph had ever reached before. 

Donnie’s hands gripped his ass tighter and Mikey churred, the sound once more echoed by his brother under him as Mikey kept rocking, lifting himself up, before dropping down, each movement a little faster than the last. However, Mikey’s legs were threatening to give out again and he couldn’t keep up the momentum he had been slowly building. 

“Donnie, I can’t, I need… help,” Mikey gasped, stilling himself in his brother’s lap. 

Donnie blinked slowly up at him, his mind filled with such a pleasurable fog that words were failing him. The only thing he seemed to be able to register in his mind was that Mikey had stopped moving. 

“Mikey.” Donnie’s fingers dug into the flesh of Mikey’s ass, rocking him up as much as he could, which admittedly wasn't very far. “Don’t stop, Mikey, please.”

“Can’t, my legs,” Mikey whined as Donnie’s hands gripped his ass firmly, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he tried desperately to move Mikey, while rucking his hips upwards. 

“Maybe, we should move,” Mikey suggested, biting his lip as he felt Donnie’s cock fill him once again. 

It took Donnie’s sluggish brain another moment to process what his brother was saying, before nodding. 

“Oh… okay,” he agreed, breathing deeply as he kept a firm hold on Mikey’s ass. 

Holding him close, Donnie leaned forward, gasping as the small movement caused more friction along his aching cock, which was still buried deep in Mikey’s ass. The gasp was echoed by Mikey, the younger turtle wrapping his arms around Donnie’s neck, lifting his legs so that once Donnie moved forward a little more, he was able to wrap them around Don’s waist. 

The two of them sat there, breathing deeply. 

Donnie’s fingers dug more firmly into the soft flesh of Mikey’s ass, shifted once more before standing, keeping his cock buried deep inside Mikey as he moved quickly across the lab. 

“Oh god, Don… oh, fuck!” 

Mikey bit down on his lip, his legs and arms gripping his brother, feeling the huge cock within him move with each step Donnie took. Tightening his arms around Donnie’s neck, Mikey hid his face against his brother’s shoulder, breathing deeply, inhaling his Donnie’s scent. 

They reached the couch quickly and Mikey cried out as he was suddenly tipped backwards, Donnie moving with him, his body pinning Mikey to the couch as he stared down at him, brown eyes locking with baby-blue ones. 

“Mikey,” Donnie breathed out, the look of disbelief and pleasure clear on the olive green turtle’s face. 

Mikey’s lips pulled into a wide smile. “Fuck me, D,” he whispered. 

Donnie seemed only happy to comply with the quiet demand, pulling out steadily and thrusting back in, moaning loudly as the new position gave him more power over the situation, let him control the amount of friction, the pace they moved at. 

Mikey’s legs shifted, digging his heels into Donnie’s ass as he moved, pulling him in deeper, feeling his brother shift inside a bit more. 

“Oh fuck, D! So… so good! So good! More!” Mikey demanded, lifting his hips with Donnie’s next forward thrust. 

Mikey churred, the sound echoed by Donnie, causing it to vibrate in his chest. Mikey let his eyes drift closed, his hands still gripping Donnie’s shoulders, legs wrapped around his waist, pulling his hips up to meet each thrust of that wonderfully large cock. Each inward thrust felt beyond wonderful every time he was filled, his insides expanding to accommodate the throbbing shaft, Mikey knew he had never felt anything like it before. 

And still Mikey wanted more, he wanted to feel all of Donnie inside him, he wanted to feel Donnie pressing right up against him the way Raph and Leo always did. 

So on the next forward motion, Mikey snapped his hips up, gripping his legs firmly around Donnie’s waist to pull him deeper inside, making the movement even harder and faster than it had previously been. 

“Mikey!” Donnie cried out, following the motion through. 

Mikey could feel his brother’s body shuddering as the last inch slid inside and Donnie was now pressed fully into him, his impressive cock buried deep inside him as his lower plastron rubbed against Mikey’s ass. 

“Oh god, oh god, Mikey, I … oh god,” Donnie couldn’t seem to find a coherent thought, not that Mikey blamed him of course. 

Everything seemed to take on a more primal need after that, Donnie’s hands gripping and clawing at Mikey’s waist and ass, doing anything to keep up the new sensations. Donnie was so lost in his own pleasure and Mikey was lost in watching and feeling his brother pound into him. His body was on fire, being filled and stretched and fucked. 

He removed one hand from Donnie’s shoulders, slowly, not wanting to lose the momentum as Donnie’s hips snapped forward. 

“So good, D, you feel, fuck, oh fuck! I want… I need to.” Mikey was sliding his hand down, intending on wrapping his hand around his poor neglected cock, when the door to Donnie’s lab opened. 

“Well, well well, what do we have here?” 

Raph’s voice broke through the fog in Mikey’s brain and the smaller turtle turned his head to stare at both Leo and Raph, who were standing just inside the door. 

“It looks like Mikey finally got a yes from our Donnie,” Leo said, looking amused. Mikey, however, was unable to comment as Donnie was showing no signs of stopping. 

“Put him on his knees, you’ll get a better angle that way,” Raph suggested, watching the display with lust filled eyes. 

Donnie only glanced in their direction before turning his attention back towards Mikey, looking down at himself, watching his cock slip inside Mikey once more. 

“He… he’s right, D,” Mikey offered. “Let's change it up again,” he said and let his legs drop to the couch, Donnie’s cock slipping free of his ass, leaving it clenching desperately around nothing for a moment. 

Donnie let out a needy whine, reaching to try and pull Mikey back to him. 

“Easy dude, I’m just gonna…” Mikey trailed off, shifting himself around onto his knees quickly, lifting his tail and offering himself to Donnie once more. 

“Holy!” Raph’s exclamation drew Mikey’s attention towards his eldest brothers again, only to find both Leo and Raph staring at Donnie’s cock. 

Giving them both a knowing smirk, Mikey wiggled his ass in the direction of Donnie. 

“I’m not done with your D yet, bro,” Mikey giggled.

Donnie huffed, gripping himself and moving back into position. Lining himself up quickly, he thrust back in, filling the smaller turtle in one swift move that had Mikey rocking forward, forcing him to catch himself on the arm of the couch before he toppled over it. 

“Stop. Changing. Position!” Donnie demanded, punctuating each word with another sharp thrust of his hips, gripping Mikey’s waist, setting an almost brutal pace that forced Mikey to hold himself where he was on the arm of the couch. 

“So-oh!” Mikey’s apology was cut off as Donnie buried himself deep inside him again, his plastron rubbing at Mikey’s ass before pulling out once more. 

“Holy shit…” Raph breathed out, watching as Donnie pulled out, the head of his cock just barely visible, before thrusting back in, pulling Mikey’s hips to meet each thrust. It wasn’t any rougher than Leo or Raph ever treated Mikey but the thickness of Donnie’s cock, the eager way he pounded into the smaller turtle, fingers white knuckles as they dug in, gripping Mikey harder. 

Donnie was lost in a tidal wave of sensations; the sight of his brother under him, his cock penetrating that small tight body, Mikey’s hole expanding to accommodate him in a way that Donnie had never truly thought possible. 

And the smells. He could smell the pheromones Mikey had been releasing since the younger turtle had first run into his lab but they were nothing compared to now, being so up close and personal with the moaning and churring turtle. And of course, he could now smell the arousal coming from both of the older turtles as well, which just added to this sensation. 

The sounds were another story. Each push and pull of Donnie’s cock pulled a new interesting and arousing sound from either himself or Mikey. 

Churring, Donnie slammed himself inside Mikey, dimly aware that he might want to slow down. He didn’t want to hurt his brother after all. However, those thoughts were overpowered by his other senses. 

The sight, the smell, and oh god the touch of it, Donnie knew if any of his brothers approached him after this, he’d be more than willing to join them in any of their sexual escapades from here on out. There was too much going on for Donnie’s brain to fully process it all. While the sight of Mikey and the smell of all his brothers was enough to keep Donnie moving, it was the feeling of burying his cock deep inside Mikey that had him moving faster, had him seeking out his growing release. 

“Oh… oh… it… AH! So close, Mike, I can’t… Mike, I’m…” Donnie trailed off, leaning his body over Mikey’s a bit more, his hands moving from Mikey’s hips, wrapping around his waist, all rational thought gone as he mounted his brother. 

His arms and the added weight made any movement for Mikey near impossible, Donnie, however, was beyond caring. The only thing on his mind was that he had to keep moving, had to keep fucking the tight hole that was gripping him. Mikey’s churr vibrated in his chest, much more powerful with the closer proximity. He answered with one of his own, the sound echoed by their two brothers standing off to the side. Donnie, however, ignored them in favor of reaching his climax. 

“Fucking hell,” Raph breathed out. 

“Think Don is enjoying Mikey more than we do,” Leo chuckled. 

“I’ll say he is,” Raph agreed easily. “I call dibs on Mikey’s ass next,” he insisted. 

“You can’t call dibs,” Leo argued back. 

“I can, and I just did, fearless, so whatcha gonna do abou-AH!” Raph’s sentence was cut off suddenly. 

It was a struggle for Donnie to pull his mind away from what he was doing. There seemed to be a fog that had settled over it, making it hard to focus on anything but grinding his cock into the body pinned under him. He did however manage the last bit of logical thinking, which forced its way to the surface long enough to point out that Raph and Leo’s arguments had a tendency to get extremely violent, and if they were going to fight in here, there were far too many things they could break, other than themselves. 

Donnie blinked slowly as he took in his brothers. He couldn't say the fight hadn’t gotten physical, however not in the normal way one would expect. 

Leo had seemingly asserted his dominance and he now had Raph pinned to the floor. Raph’s muscular arms were stretched up above his head, being held there in a firm grip as Leo kissed him roughly, rocking and rubbing his own cock against Raph’s equally hard one. 

Donnie licked his lips slowly, moaning when Mikey squeezed down demandingly around his cock, the action drawing Donnie’s attention back toward what he had previously been doing. He gave no assurances that he hadn’t forgotten about his brother, no warning that he was planning to continue, Donnie simply pulled out and snapped his hips forward again.

Mikey’s head rolled back as he cried out a pleasured moan. 

It took a few more moments to build up the rhythm they had had before, but soon the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room and it only seemed to add more fuel to the fire. 

“Fucking hell… look at them,” Raph breathed out from his place on the floor, having tilted his head backwards in order to see their younger brothers on the couch. 

Donnie looked to be in his own pleasurable world, pounding into Mikey, fingers gripping at his ass, lifting him higher in order to get a better angle at which to shove his cock inside him. Mikey too paid little to no attention to the elder two turtles, as the only thing he seemed to really care about at that moment was that Donnie kept moving. His mouth was open wide, gasping and moaning with each thrust. Mikey lifted his hands over his head, gripping the arm of the couch, using it as leverage to push himself into Donnie’s next thrust. 

“They both certainly seem to be into it,” Leo commented, keeping his gaze mostly fixed on the two turtles on the couch, while his hands roamed down Raph’s arms and sides before moving back up to grip his wrists again, inhaling sharply through his nostrils, breathing in the wonderful scent that Donnie was releasing into the air. 

Leo had been around Raph and Mikey often enough, had spent enough time in multiple sexual positions with them to know that Donnie was leaking pheromones. The scent alone had Leo’s cock throbbing, silently demanding to be buried into one of his brothers. 

“Did ya pin me just to touch me?” Raph growled, Donnie’s scent affecting him as well. 

“I thought this would be a good exercise in patience,” Leo commented, a teasing smirk on his lips as he settled his gaze on the red-banded turtle pinned under him. 

“Leo,” Raph snarled, letting out a warning growl that was drowned out by a particularly loud cry from Mikey. 

The two older turtles turned their attention back to the pair on the couch. 

Mikey was arching his back, his hands tightly gripping the arm of the couch, while Donnie’s fingers were digging into the soft flesh of Mikey’s ass hard enough that Leo was sure there would be hand shaped bruises there later. The olive green turtle was rutting almost frantically into Mikey now, and showing no signs of stopping as he drove his cock deeper. 

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room and Raph let out a low moan as he watched the animalistic way Donnie was fucking Mikey. 

Hearing the moan from Raph, Leo tilted his head down to stare at his hot-headed brother. 

Raph’s gold eyes were fixated almost longingly on the wild duo on the sofa. And had Leo not had a firm grip on Raph’s wrists, the red-banded turtle would have most certainly been stroking his own cock to the rhythm of Donnie’s thrusts. 

Had anyone asked Leo before that moment if he was prone to jealousy, he would have denied it, he loved each of his brothers, loved watching them, touching them, kissing them, fucking them. However, as he watched Raph, golden eyes glazed with lust, teeth pulling and biting into his lower lip to stop himself from making any more sounds, it stirred something competitive in Leo. 

Without warning, Leo released Raph’s wrists, grabbed him by his shell and flipped him over. 

“...what?” 

Raph’s confusion at the sudden change in position was short-lived, when Leo gripped his hips, lifted his ass into the air, and pressed his thick leaking cock up against Raph’s tail.

Turning his head to look at Leo, Raph raised an eyeridge at him. 

“What do you think you’re doin’?” he asked. Though, despite his sudden freedom, Raph made no move to pull away from Leo, and in fact, he lifted his tail a little higher, giving his older brother easier access to his entrance.

“I’m going to make you scream,” was Leo’s only warning before he shoved his cock into Raph’s already slick hole. 

“Fuck!” Raph cried out in surprise, falling forward, catching himself on his forearms, his mouth falling open as he breathed in sharply. “Fuck, Leo, warning, next time!” he growled out between clenched teeth. 

“No,” Leo answered, raising his hand and bringing it down sharply on Raph’s ass, the sting forcing a churr from the red-banded turtle, a sound that was echoed by Mikey across the room. 

Leo reached forward, wrapping his fingers around the tails of Raph’s mask, using them to pull Raph’s head up and back, forcing him up onto his hands and knees. He was being unusually rough with Raph and he knew it, but he couldn’t seem to reel himself in or slow down. 

Forcing Raph up further so his hands were no longer touching the floor, Leo leaned forward, licking a long trail along his neck. 

“I bet I could make you scream louder than him,” Leo whispered to Raph, smirking when he felt the full body shudder that ran through the red-banded turtle. 

Jerking his hand, Leo pulled Raph’s head to the side, exposing his neck more. Leo sank his teeth into the tender flesh there, biting and sucking on the sensitive skin, enjoying way Raph writhed against him, the not-quite fight his brother put up against his ministrations. Easing his cock out of Raph’s tight passage, Leo waited, teeth still gripping at the skin, working at it slowly so there was no way there wouldn’t be a mark there by the time he was finished. 

The high pitched whine that escaped Raph broke the last tether of Leo’s control, snapping his hips forward, one hand still holding firmly onto Raph’s bandana, the other snaking around his front to grip him around the stomach, pulling him back into the rough thrust. 

Leo held him in place by the bandana, his breath ghosting over Raph’s neck as he set a harsh pace, thrusting brutally into his brother’s ass. Raph kept making such sweet pleading noises, alternating between whines and moans, and the occasional churr. Each sound he made was echoed by Mikey or Donnie. 

The time for words had long since passed, the fog settling over their minds. None of them could have stopped now, even if they wanted to. 

Donnie was the first one to break his rhythm, bending himself over Mikey, keeping himself buried inside the smaller turtle, his hips jerking in short, hard thrusts. Feeling the muscles in his abdomen clenching, his mouth hanging open and eyes half closed, a loud groan escaped him as his cock twitched inside the tight body pinned under him. 

The hot coil that was building in his gut, wound tighter and tighter, and Donnie was rutting into his brother now, gripping at him, pulling him into each deep thrust. Nothing else mattered except pushing himself over the edge. 

“Just… a little…” Donnie managed to gasp out. Crying out suddenly, wild and animalistic, his cock pulsed as he flooded Mikey’s insides with his release, the tight hole gripping and milking every last drop from him.

Donnie’s whole body was trembling from the force of his first orgasm and the intensity of everything that had just happened. He was vaguely aware of his seed leaking out around his cock when Mikey shifted slowly under him. 

Taking a deep breath Donnie pushed himself up onto shaky arms, looking down at Mikey, searching for something to say. The younger turtle beat him to it however, smiling up at him. 

“Dude, you’re so wild,” Mikey commented breathlessly. 

Donnie wasn’t sure if it was a criticism or a compliment, nor did he care, he felt as if all his bones had turned to jello. It was only with the last bit of strength he had that he managed to force himself to lean backwards, not wanting to crush Mikey under him. His cock slowly slid out of Mikey’s entrance, a flood of white fluid escaping with it. Donnie was transfixed by the sight of his own fluids leaking out of Mikey’s hole, his cock giving a feeble twitch. 

Mikey sat up slowly and turned to look at Donnie, watching his purple-banded brother, the relaxed and satisfied look on his face almost made up for the fact that yet again, one of his brothers had forgotten to give him a helping hand. Almost. 

“Et tu, Donnie?” Mikey pouted, though he could tell from the way Donnie’s eyes kept sliding shut and the mildly confused expression he was wearing that he wouldn’t get any help from his brother, short of taking Donnie’s hand and making him. 

“...Damn… Don…” Raph gasped out.

Mikey turned to look at his two older brothers. 

Raph was looking at him, eyes mere slits as Leo continued his movements from behind, causing Raph’s body to rock back and forth. The only thing preventing him from falling forward was the hold Leo still had on him. 

Mikey smiled at him. He didn’t have to look to know what Raph was staring at, though he did anyway. Donnie’s softening cock was still out on display, as was the mess he had made. Wiggling around a little, Mikey could feel it still dripping down his leg. 

“Don’t be jealous, Raphie,” Mikey said. “I’m sure if you ask nicely, Donnie will let you play too.” 

“How… the fuck did you…?” Raph began to ask, being cut off abruptly when Leo thrust forward, letting him go at the same time, causing Raph to cry out as he was suddenly pitched forward onto his hands once more. The new position allowed Leo’s cock to slide in further, the tip of it rubbing almost constantly against Raph’s prostate. 

Mikey churred at the sight of Leo dominating Raph. It wasn’t something he got to see often, so he enjoyed it while he could, though he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to tease his red-banded brother, using the same method Raph had used earlier in the bedroom. 

“You didn’t finish your question, Raph.” Mikey smiled, sliding to the edge of the sofa, spreading his legs, giving Raph a view of his cock and his tail. 

“Fuck… off,” Raph gasped out. 

“I’d love to but I think I wore my partner out.” Mikey jerked his head in the direction of Donnie, who seemed to be taking his time coming back to his senses. “So, what was your question from before?” Mikey probed. “How the fuck did I what?” 

Raph opened his mouth and Mikey leaned forward in anticipation, only to have Leo do something that caused Raph to gasp instead before biting down on his lip and clenching his eyes shut. 

Mikey kept his eyes fixed on Raph, watching as the force of Leo’s thrusts caused him to rock forward. Raph, however, kept looking over towards Donnie, or more specifically, at his cock. Even though he had gone soft, the size of it was still very impressive, and Mikey felt his own cock twitch as he too looked at Donnie. 

A wide grin spread across Mikey’s face as he turned to look back at Raph and Leo. 

“Big, isn’t he?” he asked. “Probably bigger than the two of you combined.” Mikey made the statement sound as much like a casual conversation as he possibly could, rubbing his hand up Donnie’s leg in slow soothing motions. 

Donnie let out a weak moan, his eyes closing, clearly enjoying Mikey’s touches, but having no strength left in him to do anything about it. 

“Fuck, Leo don’t…” Raph began to say but cut himself off as he bit hard on his lip. 

Hand still on Donnie’s leg, Mikey looked back at the older turtles, blinking when he saw the look Leo was now giving him. It was the contemplating look he got when he was on the verge of forming a plan, something that usually worked out to their benefit while on a mission, however, when sex was involved, it usually meant new and exciting things for all of them. 

“Bigger than the two of us, hmm?” Leo repeated, sliding out of Raph the rest of the way. 

“Leo,” Raph moaned softly as he was left empty and exposed, even as he kept his attention on his brothers, not wanting to miss a moment.

Mikey nodded his head quickly at Leo’s question, the eldest attention now fully on him. 

“Oh, yes, I’d say he’s my new favorite,” he teased. 

Leo held his hand out for Mikey and, despite his declaration that Donnie was his new favorite, Mikey didn’t even hesitate before springing to his feet, hurrying over to Leo and taking his brother’s hand. Mikey tilted his head up for a kiss, Leo was more than happy to oblige. 

Mikey leaned his body against Leo’s churring into the kiss as he slowly rubbed himself against the eldest turtle. The friction sent a wonderful jolt of pleasure through his body, however, it was short lived when Leo grabbed him by the hips and pushed him back. 

“Leo…” Mikey whined as the kiss was broken. 

“I think Raph and I finally deserve an answer to our question from earlier,” Leo said. 

“...question?” Mikey tilted his head in confusing, trying to recall what question Leo was talking about. 

“Who do you like better. Me...?” Leo asked, spinning Mikey around. 

Baby blue eyes drawn automatically to Raph, who was still on the floor, though he had rolled over to face Mikey and Leo, his hand wrapped around his cock, stroking it slowly as he watched them. 

“Or Raph?” Leo concluded. 

“... I… I still can’t choose,” Mikey admitted. 

“You obviously had, if Donnie is now your new favorite. You must have had an old favorite,” Leo insisted. 

Mikey shook his head, denying that he had had a favorite at all. Mikey suddenly threw his head back, mouth open wide in a scream when Leo’s slender fingers wrapped around his neglected cock, stroking it slowly. 

“I don’t know, I don’t know,” Mikey insisted, biting at his lip, closing his eyes tightly. 

He tried to stop himself from thrusting into Leo’s hand, however, his hips seemed to have taken on a mind of their own, desperate for more pleasure and to find the release he’d been searching for all afternoon. 

And just as he knew Leo would, his older brother teased him, the hand vanishing, leaving Mikey thrusting into thin air. 

“Perhaps,” Leo said, his breath hot on Mikey’s neck, “you need a better comparison.”

The words registered slowly in his brain. He wanted to ask what Leo had in mind but before the words could even form fully, Leo knocked Mikey’s feet out from under him. Only Leo’s hands on the smaller turtle’s hips stopped him from crashing to the floor too hard. 

Mikey felt Leo sink to the floor with him, his teeth finding Mikey’s neck, nipping and sucking on it, the same way he had done to Raph before. Tilting his head to the side, Mikey gave Leo more room to work. 

“I want you to ride Raph,” Leo demanded, using his grip on Mikey’s hips to force the orange-banded turtle forward. 

Opening his eyes and looking down at Raph with his cheeks flushed, Mikey nodded his head in agreement. Shuffling his knees and with a little help from Leo, he lifted one leg up and over Raph until he was now straddling him. 

Raph stopped stroking himself, looking up at Mikey. He glanced momentarily toward Leo before nodding his head once, indicating that he was ready, moving his hand out of the way to rest on Mikey’s thigh, gripping it firmly beneath his palm as he held himself steady. 

Mikey felt a full body shudder run through him as Raph’s cock brushed against his entrance for the second time that day. He was still stretched and slick thanks to Donnie, so when Leo’s hands gripped his hips tighter, forcing him down around Raph’s hard length, Mikey let himself drop, taking Raph to the hilt. 

Mikey automatically tried to lift himself again, eager to keep the momentum going now that he’d started. However, Leo’s hands gripped his hips tighter, forcing him to stay seated on Raph, to keep every inch inside and Mikey moaned needily. 

“Fuck,” Raph growled, his fingers digging into Mikey’s skin, rocking him, making the smaller turtle grind down on his cock. 

“Easy, we’re not done yet,” Leo said, moving one hand from Mikey’s hip, up his shell, and pressing him forward. “Mikey still has to give us an answer,” he pointed out. “Do you like that? Or this?” he questioned, lining his own cock up with Mikey’s entrance. 

Mikey’s eyes widened before clenching shut, leaning further over Raph and taking a deep breath as Leo started pressing in. He had already been so full with Raph, who was, in fact, thicker than Leo, but now he was being stretched further still, and Leo was easily sliding in further than Raph was. Though neither of them had the length or girth of Donnie, having two cocks nestled inside of him brought on a whole new stream of sensations. 

“I don’t… know…” Mikey breathed out. 

He was sure that neither Leo or Raph really wanted him to answer that silly question, it was just an excuse for both of them to try fucking him at the same time. However, on the off chance that they were looking for an answer, Mikey would keep disappointing them because he would never choose. 

“He still don’t know, Leo,” Raph said, rocking his hips upward. 

Mikey moaned loudly, feeling Raph’s cock slide in a little farther, the shift of it driving Leo’s deeper into Mikey’s body in turn. 

“Then we’ll just have to fuck him, until he can choose,” Leo suggested, pulling out nearly all the way. 

Mikey shifted, whining at the abruptly empty feeling before Leo slammed forward, the skin of his thighs slapping against Mikey’s ass. The movement had both Raph and Mikey screaming, simultaneously moving as well to try and feel more of that sudden intense pleasure. 

Lifting himself up on shaky arms, hands pressed against Raph’s plastron, Mikey started rocking his hips. He could feel Raph sliding in and out of him, and Leo following his movements, staying buried deep inside, his aching body stretched delightfully as they filled him so completely.

“Look at you, taking both of us.” Leo’s breath tickled the back of Mikey’s neck, causing him to shiver right down to his tail. 

“Please, please more, Leo, Raph, I need…I need to…” Mikey couldn’t get a grasp on his words, especially as Leo repeatedly pulled out and just to thrust himself deep into Mikey’s ass again, the tip of his cock brushing insistently against his prostate. 

Fingers wrapped around his cock again but Mikey didn't care who it was touching him, so long as they didn’t stop. He continued rocking his hips, his pace uneven, and perhaps a bit sloppy as he tried to press back against Leo, rock down onto Raph before thrusting forward into the hand touching him. 

“Yes, oh god, yes, more, just a little, please, don’t stop, don’t stop.” 

Mikey choked out a sob when the hand did, in fact, stop touching him. The orgasm that had been building at a steady pace just seemed to stall where it was. 

“Not, yet,” Leo gasped out into his ear, thrusting deep into him again and again. 

Mikey felt like crying, both from being denied completion once again and because every nerve in his body was on fire, sparks of pleasure radiated from every touch, every move. Painfully good was the only thing that came to Mikey’s mind to describe what he was feeling. He was desperate to find his climax and yet he didn’t want it to stop. 

Opening his eyes to stare down at Raph, Mikey churred, seeing the euphoric expression on the red-banded turtle’s face. Raph seemed to have no complaints about being on the bottom of this particular turtle pile. 

“Raphie,” Mikey gasped out. 

Raph blinked up at Mikey slowly, a smirk pulling at his lips, moving his hands to grab at Mikey’s waist, lifting him up a few inches before pulling him back down, impaling Mikey on his cock once more, forcing Leo to change the pace and position of his own thrusts. 

Raph churred, repeating the motion again, feeling himself sliding into the tight space, Mikey’s muscles clamping down around him, while Leo’s own cock ground in alongside his, the sensation of another cock moving inside Mikey with him adding to everything. 

“Fuck. This. Feels. Amazing,” Raph breathed out, feeling Leo start to slide out. 

Raph lifted his hips, gripping tightly onto his little brother, holding himself in Mikey, waiting, feeling the smaller turtle shudder above him. When Leo started pushing back into him, Raph lowered his hips once more, pulling nearly all the way out as Leo buried himself deep into Mikey.

Between them, Mikey moaned and whimpered, and churred. He simply clung to them making those desperate, arousing noises that drove them both onward.

They continued on like this, Raph and Leo taking turns thrusting into their baby brother, their own cocks rubbing and grinding against each other as they found a perfect rhythm that had Mikey impaled on one of their cocks at all times. 

Raph closed his eyes, tilting his head back, biting at his bottom lip as he basked in the pleasure coursing thought him. Each move Leo made, the head of his cock rubbing and pressing against Raph’s each and every time they passed one another, the tight muscles gripping at them both. 

Mikey let out a churr, the sound echoing around Donnie’s lab and pulling identical sounds from both Raph and Leo as the orange-banded turtle tried moving on his own, obviously unable to hold himself still any more. 

Raph wasn’t surprised, though he did let out a growl. His hands moved to grip at Mikey’s hips, pulling him down against his cock and holding him there, leaving Leo to do all the work for a few moments. Raph’s fingers gripped his hips tighter, digging into Mikey’s soft skin when the younger turtle started struggling more, letting out a high pitched needy whine. 

“Raph.” Mikey looked down at him, eyes half closed as he leaned down, crushing his lips against Raph’s. 

The red-banded turtle happily accepted the aggressive kiss. Removing one hand from Mikey’s hips and trailing it up his side, his fingers danced over the exposed skin between his shell and plastron, pausing to grip at Mikey’s shoulder before making their way to his head. Holding Mikey where he was, Raph thrust his tongue into the all too willing mouth. 

Raph moaned into the kiss, shifting his legs so he could plant his feet firmly on the floor and giving himself a little leverage to lift his hips and continue thrusting into his brother hard and fast. Or at least as fast as he could from his position on the floor. 

Breaking the kiss, Raph rested his head back once again, staring up at Mikey. 

“How much ya like that, Mikey?” he gasped out, grunting as he slammed his hips upwards again. 

“Like it, oh god, oh fuck… ah, Raph… it’s… so good...” 

Mikey’s string of wards was interrupted when Leo reached forward, grabbing his shoulders and forcing Mikey to sit up straighter, blinking in confusion at the abrupt change of angle for a moment as he tried to catch his breath. 

“Show us how much you like it,” Leo ordered. “Fuck yourself on our cocks,” he demanded, shifting his hips just enough to for both Raph and Mikey to feel the hard length currently buried deep in the youngest turtle’s ass.

Raph felt a shudder run through him, his eyes fixed on Mikey as the younger turtle happily obeyed Leo’s order. 

Mikey rocked his hips slowly at first, mouth open as he gasped and panted for breath, his neglected cock rubbing along Raph’s lower plastron, leaving a trail of precum in its wake. He lifted himself barely an inch before dropping himself back down, taking them both back deep into his body, clenching around with each increasingly writhing move of his body.

Moving his hands back to Mikey’s hips, Raph helped guide his movements, rocking him faster, pushing him back harder, thrusting his hips up to meet each movement. He was getting close, he could feel it, the heat, the intense spike of pleasure with each thrust of Mikey’s hips, each grinding motion of Leo’s cock. 

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” Raph chanted, clenching his eyes shut, his body tencing, preparing for the wave of pleasurable release. 

He nearly screamed when his cock slipped free from Mikey’s tight hole and felt the tight grip at the base of his cock. His orgasm had ebbed away almost completely before Leo let him go. 

“Fucking fuck!” Raph yelled, glaring at Leo over Mikey’s shoulder. 

“Not, done, yet,” Leo insisted, one arm wrapped around Mikey’s waist, holding him in an upright position as he continued thrusting into him. 

“Fuck that!” Raph hissed, sitting up suddenly and placing his hands on Leo’s shoulders. 

He shoved him back and due to the added weight of Mikey, and with Leo being slightly distracted, the blue-banded turtle fell back onto his shell, his cock slipping free of Mikey from the unexpected move. Using the momentum of the fall, Raph managed to lift Leo’s hips and he had his cock lined up with his brother’s entrance before Leo even had the opportunity to act. 

“I’m in charge now,” Raph growled, pressing completely into Leo, not stopping until his hips were flush against the muscle toned ass. 

Leo’s only answer was a loud moan, followed by a churr as his body was rocked by Raph’s quick rough thrusts. He made no move to stop Raph either, inclined to let the hot-headed turtle have his fun. 

Mikey wasn’t about to let this new position stop him from seeking his own pleasure, lifting one leg he slid off of Leo so he could turn himself around to face the older turtle before sitting himself on his lap once more, stretching his arm behind him, reaching blindly for Leo’s cock, smiling mischievously when his fingers wrapped around the swollen appendage, causing Leo to churred again. 

Mikey echoed the sound as he shifted back, lining Leo’s cock up with his entrance before sliding back down onto the hard cock. 

“Shit,” Leo gasped, keeping his eyes open, looking up at Mikey, cheeks flushed, mouth open as he rocked back quickly on Leo’s cock, moving forward once more before repeating the action. 

Leo lifted his hips, torn between thrusting into Mikey or rocking down against Raph’s cock. Thankfully Raph took that decision from him by pulling out, only to bury himself back into Mikey alongside Leo. 

“Ah…fuck, yes, Raph!” Mikey cried out as he was abruptly stretched to accommodate the girth of two cocks thrusting into him once more.

Leo too found himself momentarily disoriented, as Raph thrust into Mikey above him, drive both of their cocks back into their younger brother. It wasn’t a sensation that he was accustomed to, being the one with the least amount of control. He certainly didn’t hate it, though he was just as sure that it wasn’t something he was going to allow to happen too often. 

For now though, he was happy enough to hold Mikey’s hips still as Raph pounded into him with reckless abandon, feeling every one of the quick movements of Raph’s cock alongside his own, each sensation adding to his as Mikey’s ass clenched down around them both. 

Mikey was letting out a constant stream of gasps and moans, leaning himself over Leo, his hands gripping at Leo’s shoulders as his body was rocked violently from Raph’s forceful thrusts. Leo took advantage of Mikey’s new position. Turning his head, he sank his teeth into the tender flesh of Mikey’s lower neck where it connected to his shoulder, smiling against the skin when Mikey screamed churning loudly, each sound echoed by a grunt or groan from Raph. 

Releasing his hold on Mikey’s neck, Leo licked at the new mark there. 

“You like this, don’t you? Being used, being filled,” he whispered to the orange-banded turtle. 

“Leo… yes, I like… I like it, so much. More, Leo, give me more,” Mikey whispered back. 

Leo lifted his hips, joining in, thrusting up into Mikey as best he could. 

“More like this?” Leo questioned, before gripping Mikey’s hips, forcing him to start moving too, rocking him back each time he and Raph thrust into him, adding a little extra force to each inward thrust. 

Mikey let out a string of incoherent sounds, gripping at Leo’s shoulders, hiding his face against the older turtle’s neck. Leo lifted his eyes up, locking them with Raph’s golden ones, taking in every subtle twitch or change in expression the closer Raph got to completion. However Leo still wasn’t ready to let this end, determined to make this the most intense experience any of them had had since they started sleeping together. 

Leo slipped out of Mikey and pulled the smaller turtle forward off Raph once more. 

“Leo, you fucker!” Raph cursed, moving forward to grab at Mikey and pull him back. “Are ya tryin’ ta make my dick fall off?” he demanded. 

“It’s not going to fall off,” Leo said. “Denying completion will make for a more pleasurable release after,” he explained. 

“Not if I strangle you’re smug neck first,” Raph insisted. 

“Good point,” Leo chuckled breathlessly. 

“If you two don’t start fucking me again, I’m gonna get Don to finish what you started, AGAIN!” Mikey growled, narrowing his eyes at Leo, then looked behind him at Raph. 

Leo leaned up and placed a gentle kiss on Mikey’s lips. “Alright, no more teasing,” he promised, laying back on the floor, chuckling again as Mikey wasted no time in sitting on his cock once more, hands on Leo’s plastron as he rocked his hips back and forth. 

Raph moved back into position, looking passed Mikey down to Leo, narrowing his eyes in warning as he slipped in alongside Leo, feeling the hard flesh twitch and pulse against his own cock. 

Mikey didn’t even feel the burn of being stretched anymore, all he felt was the wonderful fullness, the sliding of each hard cock as they moved inside him, grinding against his prostate. He clenched his inner walls around them, feeling more of the hard flesh. It was hard to distinguish where Raph ended and Leo started, and Mikey was okay with that. 

Two sets of hands were on him then, one gripping at his hips, fingers digging into the soft skin once more where Mikey could already tell bruises were forming, it only seemed to heighten the overwhelming pleasure coursing through him. 

He lost track of time then, his whole world consisted of rocking his hips, harder, faster, taking those cocks deeper inside him, begging them to hit that spot just one more time, his cock hard and leaking, and still painfully neglected. 

Raph was the first to come, clenching his eyes shut, biting his lip to stop anything more than a few grunts and groans to escape as he pressed into Mikey, jerking his hips forward, inching his cock deeper still until he felt the first pulse, his cock twitching almost violently inside the tight channel. 

The sound Raph made next was so primal and animalistic that it sent a shiver down Mikey’s spine, and had Leo thrusting into the body above him at a faster pace, the friction working to help milk the last bit of seed from Raph. 

Each movement was made slicker thanks to Raph’s release, making each thrust longer and smoother. 

Leo was close, gripping at Mikey, forcing him to rock harder back and forth. 

“Almost, fuck almost, just, just…” Leo gasped, throwing his head back, arching his back as he worked Mikey’s hips against his own. “There, fuck, right there!” Leo moaned loudly, his own cock pulsing once, twice before he too screamed his release. 

Mikey could feel it leaking out of him, forcing it’s way passed the two cocks still plugging him. “Please, please someone… I can’t, please,” Mikey practically sobbed, still moving his own hips slowly, not wanting to hurt either of his brothers as they came down from their own sexual high, but unable to stop himself, feeling like he might go insane if he didn’t keep moving, wanting, and needing to reach his own release. 

Tiredly, both Leo and Raph finally took pity on their baby brother, pulling Mikey up straighter Raph leaning forward to lazily sucked on Mikey’s neck, while Leo moved his hand from Mikey’s hips to wrap slender fingers around his cock. 

Neither of them pulled out of Mikey just yet, giving him the sensation of being full as Leo worked at the neglected cock, stroking it slowly. 

“You want to cum?” Leo questioned. 

“Yes, please, please, please,” Mikey begged, his hips twitching forward into his brother’s hand. 

“Who’s cock feels better?” Leo asked, bringing up the question that had started this whole thing once again. 

Mikey didn’t hesitate to answer this time. “Yours! Yours, I love yours, Leo, please!” 

“Good boy,” Leo praised, tightening his grip on Mikey’s cock, stroking it faster, pressing his thumb against the tip. He wasn’t surprised that that was all it took to get Mikey to completion, as the youngest turtle had had a raging hard-on for most of the day at this point. 

Mikey’s mouth was open in a silent scream as his cock erupted, shooting a long stream of sticky cum out and along Leo’s plastron, the appendage pulsed in Leo’s hand as he continued moving it, stroking Mikey’s cock until the orange banded turtle was spent, collapsing back against Raph, shuddering. 

“... I think… you turned… my legs… to jello…” Mikey panted. 

Leo chuckled, slowly letting Mikey go, carefully sitting him up and slipping out of him, watching as his and Raph’s mess dripped out of the now gaping hole, sliding down Mikey’s inner thigh. 

“Perhaps a long bath would be in order right about now,” Leo said, looking back up at Raph and Mikey. 

“Nap first,” Raph insisted. 

Leo stifled a yawn, nodding his head slowly. “Agreed,” he said, before turning his attention towards where Donnie was still sat on the couch. “So, Donnie, care to…” Leo trailed off, he had assumed Donnie had been watching them the whole time, and he was a little surprised and slightly amused to find that their purple-banded brother had fallen asleep. 

“Huh… guess we’re that good we wore Don out too,” Raph chuckled. 

“Or you’re that boring,” Mikey quipped. 

“Oi!” Raph protested as Leo flicked Mikey’s nose, causing the smaller turtle to scrunch his face up. 

“I’m joking,” Mikey laughed, shifting himself slowly off his brothers, making a face as he felt more mess drip down his inner thigh. “But I am going to go curl up on the couch with Don,” he said, moving slowly back across the room, carefully sitting down and snuggling up into Donnie’s side. 

The purple-banded turtle stirred in his sleep but didn’t wake up. 

Leo watched them, a soft smile pulling at his lips. He toyed with the idea of him and Raph going back to his room but decided against it as he shifted closer to the couch and leaned against it, tilting his head back and closing his eyes. He cracked open an eye when he felt a hand rest on his shoulder. Tilting his head back more he saw Mikey, still comfortable with Donnie, had placed a hand on Leo. Raph meanwhile moved to rest his head on Leo’s lap, using him as a pillow. 

Leo draped an arm over Raph, making no further comments, as their bodies demanded sleep after their strenuous activities. As he drifted off, Leo couldn’t help but think of how much more interesting life was going to get now that Mikey had finally managed to break down Donnie’s walls. Leo looked forward to seeing what other surprises his brother had been hiding from them. 

END