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The End Justifies	By : hummerhouse Category: +S through Z > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 4468 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The End Justifies
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 9-Part 9
- 10-Part 10
- 11-Part 11
- 12-Part 12
- 13-Part 13
- 14-Part 14
- 15-Part 15
- 16-Part 16
- 17-Part 17
- 18-Part 18
- 19-Part 19
- 20-Part 20
- 21-Part 21
- 22-Part 22
- 23-Part 23 Final
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The End Justifies

part 7
            Don woke with a start, momentarily disoriented by the fact that he was lying face down and that the bed seemed to be moving.
            As soon as he realized that it was the timer on his wrist band that had awakened him he also remembered where he was.
            The alarm had disturbed Raph as well. His head moved and his eyes crept open, flitting around the room until they landed on Donatello.
            Donny smiled and flicked the alarm to the off position before lifting himself off of Raphael’s body.
            For a moment the brothers stared at each other. Raph’s eyes were slightly glazed and his mouth had dropped open, as though he’d been about to say something. Finally his brow furrowed, the puzzled look from earlier returning to his face.
            “Don? Where’m I?” he asked in confusion.
            “In bed with me,” Don told him, grinning as it came to him that Raph remembered nothing of their earlier encounter.
            “What bed?” Raph wanted to know, trying to turn over. The effort failed and left him panting. “Why can’t I move my arms?”
            “We’re in Casey’s bed,” Don answered, shifting so he straddled Raph once more. Leaning forward, he planted his hands on either side of Raph’s head. “You’ll move when I say you can.”
            “Ha, ha. Funny fuckin’ game Don,” Raph said, slurring his words a bit. “This ain’t the dojo.”
            “No it isn’t,” Don said with a grin. “This is my game Raph, played by my rules.”
            Don lunged at Raph’s mouth, taking his hot headed brother completely off-guard. Shoving his tongue past Raph’s teeth, Don savagely probed the warm interior; tasting himself, old beer and bile. He also tasted Raphael as his brother’s tongue rose against his in an effort to fight off the invasion.
            Pulling away with a satisfied slurp, Don brought his eyes close to his brother’s and stared into them. Even with his system clouded by drugs, Raph’s eyes still had fire in them.
            “Shit!” Raph yelled, infuriated by Don’s actions.
            A rush of adrenaline made Don’s heart thump heavily in his chest and he sat back. His cock, already reacting to Raph’s nearness when Don woke, was now a heavy burden inside it’s hidden pouch. As Raph opened his mouth to speak again, Don’s next move interrupted him.
            Lifting a hand in the air, Don watched as Raph’s eyes followed it. He lowered the hand slowly, making sure that Raph’s gaze never left it as he brought it down to rub at the growing bulge in his own lower plastron.
            Raph’s eyes widened at Don’s lascivious show, not understanding why his soft spoken brother was now playing with himself in front of someone else; in front of him. He couldn’t tear his eyes away though, it seemed that Don’s hand had given them some type of silent command.
            Satisfied that he had Raph’s undivided attention, Don pulled his aching penis into the open. As his hand closed around it, the warmth brought a fresh flow of blood into the organ, filling it out to a massive erection.
            Don watched Raph’s eyes as he slowly stroked himself. The knowledge that those golden orbs were fixed on his show made him quiver in delight, the thought that he held that much power over his brother exciting him faster than the friction on his shaft was managing to do.
            Forcing himself to stop before he went too far, Don released his cock and took several deep breaths. Raph blinked a couple of times, now that his eyes were no longer held prisoner by Don’s movements, he brought them up to the genius’ face.
            “Don,” he said in a low, clear voice, concentrating on forcing his weighted tongue to lift and form syllables, “maybe ya’ had too much ta’ drink bro’. Ya’ need ta stop before ya’ do somethin’ embarrassing.”
            Don shot forward, his hand gripping Raph’s throat and forcing his head back. Looming over Raph’s face with his own, Don laughed.
            “I didn’t drink anything, dear brother,” Don said in an ominous tone. “This is all about you; about controlling you. I dream about it Raph. I can’t stop thinking about dominating you and making you squirm and beg. It excites me so much that I’ve been walking around for months with an almost non-stop, raging hard-on. I can’t take it anymore; it’s time for you to pay up for all of the teasing and the predatory stares.”
            Raph was trying to focus on his brother’s words, but it was difficult as small pockets of black swept him in and out of awareness. He understood the gist of Don’s statement though, especially the last part.
            “I ain’t been looking at ya’ that way,” Raph argued. “You’re my damn brother!”
            “Damned, Raphie,” Don corrected, the edges of his mouth curling upwards. “I’m damned and since that is already so, I might as well go all the way.”
            Reaching up, Don snagged the bottle of lotion from off Casey’s bedside table. As he released Raph’s throat and slid back along his brother’s plastron, he let Raph see what he was holding.
            “What . . . ?” Raph asked, unable to find other words to finish the question.
            “It’s called lotion by some,” Don said with a wry grin, “and lube by others.”
            “I don’t underst . . . .” Raph began and then his brain caught on. “Oh, fuck no!” he shouted as he started to move, his arms straining with the effort to pull themselves free.
            If he could have found the power to sit up, he would have toppled Don off of his body, but that ability was beyond him. By sheer concentration he was able to stay awake enough to watch what Don was doing, but the messages Raph was trying to send to own his arms and body were not connecting.
            As soon as Raph began struggling, Don’s grin changed to an all-out smile. This was what all of those hours he’d spent developing this particular drug cocktail had been about; he wanted a Raph who was aware and fighting. Don wasn’t interested in raping a brother who was passed out cold, Don wanted to penetrate the will-full and stubborn Raphael.
            Wasting no more time and spurred on by the painful hardness of his cock, Don crawled back off Raph’s plastron. Placing his knee between Raph’s already slightly parted legs, Don pressed the other into the space and widened it.
            Raph felt his brother’s movements and looked down in astonishment. He had hoped that Don was playing some kind of gag on him, a payback joke for Raph’s teasing him about being a nerd. Don’s face was deadly serious now, his gaze directed between Raph’s legs.
            Don took a moment to study his target. He had spent some time on the internet watching men have anal sex and he knew what needed to be done. Licking his lips to moisten the sudden dryness, Don reached down first to stroke Raph’s tail.
            Raph’s yelp of surprise was extremely satisfying. Don had no idea if his brother’s tails were as sensitive as his own, but that reaction told him Raph’s certainly was.
            “Stop,” Raph moaned, the pleasure from Don’s action both unwanted and humiliating.
            When Don’s hand left his tail, Raph thought for a moment that his brother had decided the madness had gone far enough.
            Don looked up just as Raph’s eyes slid shut, his body beginning to relax. That was good for now, Don wanted to concentrate on his next move.
            Flipping the top of the bottle open, Don squeezed a generous amount onto two of his fingers and then spread it around with his thumb. Shifting backwards so that his body was between Raph’s knees, he pushed his brother’s legs even further apart and brought one well slicked finger into contact with Raph’s opening.
            Rubbing around the puckered entrance, Don painted the entire area with a thick coating of lotion. Dripping more of the lotion onto his finger, Don slowly pushed into Raph.
            Raph’s hiss let Don know his brother had rejoined the game. With his finger penetrating up to the first joint, Don glanced up into Raph’s gold eyes.
            “This is called ‘prepping’,” Don said in a lilting tone. “I’m taking care to lubricate and stretch you properly only because I don’t want to leave behind tell-tale damage. Otherwise, I would simply ram into you right now.”
            “Get your fuckin’ finger out of me,” Raph snarled, his knees bending in an effort at movement.
            Don laughed. “That’s exactly what it is, Raph. How perceptive of you.”
            Pulling the finger out, Don squirted additional lotion on it and then pushed back inside. The soft, velvety hot walls of Raph’s ass squeezed his finger and Don’s cock jumped in anticipation.
            The desire to shove his finger in and give it a preemptory swirl before plunging his cock into Raph was almost overwhelming. Don could feel the dampness of pre-come on the head of his dick along with the thudding of the veins in his overly swollen shaft.
            Calling on the mental fortitude that was his signature, Don maintained the slow, careful routine of prepping and loosening his brother’s ass. He was determined that Raph would wake only slightly sore in the morning, something Don had already planned for in advance.
            With his finger fully sheathed in Raph’s bottom, Don felt a knot growing in his lower belly.
            “Oh shit! Not yet, not yet,” he murmured, frozen in mid-action. If he didn’t pull himself back quickly, Don was going to blow his load all over the bedding.
            Clenching his other hand around the lotion bottle, Don closed his eyes and thought of Leo. Leo, with his arms crossed over his plastron, appearing both supercilious and perfunctory as he lectured Don about going out alone.
            That mental image brought a heat of another kind to Don’s face. Leo, doing his duty as prescribed by his role as leader, not really caring so much as controlling. So smug with his ability to guide Don around by his nose.
            Anger made Don’s cock droop and returned his focus to the task at hand. Twisting his finger around inside of Raph, Don then pumped it in and out a few times.
            “No!” Raph exclaimed as he felt Don’s finger moving inside of him. “You’re my brother, Donny. This ain’t right.”
            Don pulled his finger out and coated it with more lotion. Pressing two of his fingers to Raph’s anus, Don spared a quick glance into Raph’s eyes.
            “It’s right if I say it is,” Don muttered and then pushed both fingers into Raph.
            Raph shouted and squirmed, trying to extricate himself from Don’s probing fingers. He could feel them moving inside his ass, shifting apart as they scissored to widen and stretch his interior.
            This was absolutely no joke and even groggy Raph understood the implications. No way was Don going to go this far without going all the way. Raph knew his brother was about to rape him.
            Confident that Raph’s innards were as stretched and slicked as they were going to be, Don extracted his fingers. On his knees, he edged closer and used the lotion one last time as he covered his erection with a thin layer.
            Now his mind moved beyond Leo and back to Raph. The cocky, brawny warrior whose body and attitude had invaded the deepest reaches of Don’s consciousness. The brother who fought even Leo, pushing back against Leo’s command with an attitude and at times, even a fist.
            Don’s cock sprang back to full life, straining towards the goal just inches away.
            Raph saw every move Don made and knew he was powerless to stop him. He tried once more to talk sense into his brother’s head.
            “Donny, fuckin’ listen to me!” Raph yelled. “Ya’ gotta th . . . think about what happens after.” It took all his strength to form words, but he knew he had to. “Our f . . . family Don. Everyone will know.”
            The triumphant look that Don shot him made Raph’s heart jump into his throat.
            “Oh Raph, that’s where you’re wrong,” Don said smoothly. “No one will ever know. Including you.”
            Don grabbed Raph’s hips and shifted the angle so that the tight puckered hole was winking up at him. Remembering the delicious feeling of his brother’s insides wrapped around his fingers, Don started to shake as he guided the head of his dick into Raph’s ass.
            “No Don! Stop it, stop it now!” Raph screamed as he felt Don push into him. His ass was on fire; no amount of preparation enough to ready him for the thick, rigid invasion.
            Donatello was completely unready for the sensations of heat and tightness surrounding his cock. Moving at a painfully slow rate, Don edged his entire length into Raph and then stopped as he worked to calm his excitement.
            Raph however, was continuing to fight against the assault, his body jumping on the mattress. He had some motor control over the bottom part of his legs and his feet, and he was digging into the bed with his heels in an attempt to pull away from Don.
            His brother’s fight sent strong waves of pleasure straight into Don’s dick. He felt the pressure building in his groin and it forced him to begin moving, the primal need for release becoming Don’s master.
            A tentative shallow thrust dazzled his senses and Don pulled back further so he could ram his entire length into Raph. The walls of Raph’s ass felt as though they were grabbing at his cock and purposely squeezing, making Don’s eyes slide shut.
            With a loud groan, Don drove into Raph two or three more times before the pressure was too much to bear.
            Straining and choking, Don’s head fell back as his cock seemed to explode inside Raph’s ass. A dizzying array of colors played behind his eyes as his come rushed to fill the heated interior of his brother’s body; Don’s hips continuing to thrust as his seed was expelled.
            When his body finally stopped, Don was gasping and panting. He lowered himself onto Raph’s plastron as his cock dwindled in size and slid out of his brother’s body.
            “Why?”
            The low, shaking voice pulled Don’s head up. Raph lay still, his eyes closed as tears leaked from the corners.
            As much as he didn’t want to move, Don forced himself to scoot up so that he could look at Raph’s face. Feeling Don’s breath blow across his skin, Raph opened his eyes, the combination of moisture and internal grogginess making Don’s face seem to swim.
            “Because I love you,” Don said in a most matter-of-fact way.
            “Ya’ don’t rape someone ya’ love,” Raph managed to push out.
            “I was overly excited,” Don explained, sounding like the normal, rational brother Raph knew. “Don’t worry, next time I’ll make sure you enjoy it as well.”
            “N . . . next time?” Raph stuttered, cold fear wrapping around his heart.
            “Of course,” Don pressed a kiss to Raph’s lips. “I’m far from done with you.”
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            “And just where do you think you’re going?”
            Mikey’s voice coming out of the darkened television room caught Leo mid-stride. He thought Mikey was in bed.
            “I can’t sleep,” Leo explained as he turned from the lair’s exit. “I thought I’d run over to Casey’s and see if everything is all right.”
            “No,” Mikey said flatly, moving out of the darkness towards his older brother.
            “No?” Leo asked, surprised at the determined look on the younger turtle’s face.
            “I thought you might pull a stunt like this,” Mikey said. “That’s why I stayed down here. Didn’t you agree with me earlier when I told you that Raph and Donny won’t appreciate you interfering with them tonight?”
            Leo nodded, his lips pressed into a straight line. “I did, but I can’t stop this feeling that something is off. I mean, Don doesn’t even like beer.”
            Mikey shrugged. “So what? He’s not drinking with Raph and Casey ‘cause he likes the stuff, he’s drinking with them so he can to be included. Don’t you think that maybe Don feels lonely sometimes? He’s so damn smart that no matter how hard we try, we aren’t going to ever be able to understand most of the things that fascinate him. He can’t share his things with us, but maybe he can enjoy us sharing with him. That’s what’s happening tonight between him and Raph.”
            Leo rubbed at his forehead. “I hope you’re right.”
            “I know I am,” Mikey said, grabbing Leo’s arm and steering him back towards the stairs.
            As Leo headed towards his bedroom he noticed that Mikey was following him. When he pushed his door open, Mikey was still there.
            “Planning on tucking me in?” Leo asked with a slight smile.
            “Yep,” Mikey answered, entering Leo’s room and closing the door behind him.
            He stood there while Leo carefully removed his gear and crawled beneath the bed covers. When he was settled in, Mikey quickly stripped off his own gear and to Leo’s utter surprise, his little brother pushed into bed next to him.
            “What are you doing?” Leo demanded.
            “Move over,” Mikey said, shoving his carapace against Leo and forcing his brother to shift to the side. “I’m sleeping with you. It’s the best way I can think of to make sure you don’t try to sneak off again.”
            “You know, Mike, you can be pretty pushy,” Leo said as a deep yawn took him.
            “Mostly when I’m right,” Mike retorted sleepily. “And don’t think you’re gonna ninja out of this bed either bro’. I can sleep light when I need to.”
            “Mmm,” Leo answered, already drifting off.
            Mikey was right and Leo knew it, despite the unease that had plagued him all night. With his little brother lying next to him, breathing evenly as he slept, Leo finally felt relaxed enough to let sleep take him as well.
            Leo hoped that Raph and Don were sleeping together too. Then he wouldn’t have to worry about them.
TBC…………….
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