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Incest is an Abomination	By : Tru-chan Category: +S through Z > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 3358 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own these guys or the cartoon Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in any way imaginable, no matter how much I may want to. I am also not in any way, shape or form making money off of this. This is for fun

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WARNING: This story contains Turtlecest. If you don't like it, please press the back arrow.
Pairing: Raph/Mikey =^-^= (I love this pairing)
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Raphael could feel himself growing hard from underneath where his cock hid as he watched the figure in front of him slip into a french maid uniform. It was a lovely blue waitress dress with a white apron placed over it. The stockings were white, only going up to the area right above the male's knees. The red clad turtle couldn't help but notice that his baby brother had amazing legs. He gripped onto the smaller form's hips, pulling the sea green ninja close before pushing him down onto the bed.
Raph made sure Michelangelo was under him, wanting to take the dominant role in this situation. He held onto both of his brother's wrists, pinning his arms down onto the bed as he clamped his mouth over the smaller form's lips, claiming them as his own. Yes, Michelangelo was his and Raphael could do anything he wanted to him. The emerald green turtle darted his tongue across his baby brother's lips until Mikey parted them, allowing Raph to explore inside and taste his flavor.
Their tongues swirled around each other, dancing together as they exchanged saliva. Raphael moved himself in between Mikey's legs, placing his knee up against the smaller turtle's lower plastron and rubbing it against the bulge that was beginning to grow behind it. Raph churred as he took in a moan. He was pleased with the fact that he was able to pleasure Michelangelo in this way. Raphael lifted his hands up off of his brother's wrists, allowing him to move. The sea green turtle sat up, turning himself around on the bed. He got down on his hands and knees, leaning himself forward as he rose his bottom into the air, wiggling it in front of Raph. He was panting in need, the lacy skirt on the maids dress falling down to reveal his entrance. "I need you inside me.. Please hurry Raphie...it hurts."
Raphael woke with a start, his eyes darting around the room. He came to the conclusion that he was alone and that was only a dream. He sat up, grunting from the pain he felt between his legs.
"Shit!" Raph brought his fist down onto his mattress before clutching the sides of his head with his three-fingered hands. "What's wrong wit' me? Dats the second time dis week dat I've dreamt about Mikey. It's not right, he's my brotha. Incest is wrong, masta Splinta taught us dat. It's an abomination." Raphael was sure that if his brothers found out about this, they would be disgusted with him. If Splinter found out, he might disown him. Raph couldn't have that. He couldn't allow any of them to find out his dirty secret, especially not Michelangelo.
Raphael stood, making his way toward the door so he could go to the bathroom and take care of this "problem" he developed from the dream. Raph turned the knob, opening the hinged barrier only to see Leonardo. The eldest of the four brothers was standing there with his hand balled up, seemingly about to knock. "Morning Raph. It's nice to finally see you up and about. You're late for our morning sparring session."
"Let me guess. Masta Splinta told ya ta come an' wake me, huh fearless?" Leonardo tapped his foot on the floor of the lair, his brow furrowed. "Yes, Raphael. He cares about us, about you. And so do I. We need to be in tip top shape and ready for anything."
"Yeah yeah, don' get yer panties in a bunch. I'll be deh. I jus' need ta take care of somethin' first." With that, the red wearing ninja was gone and headed to the bathroom before Leo could get in another word.
Once inside the bathroom, Raphael closed the door with force, locking it so he would not be disturbed. He made his way over toward the showers, running the water and checking the temperature with his fingers before turning on the overhead. Knowing he would be safe since the water could block out any sounds he might make, Raphael allowed his throbbing cock to drop down, catching it in his hand. A low groan escaped his lips as he began to pump himself, his free hand sliding down his shaft to give his testicles a squeeze.
Raph was working against time, quickening his strokes as he pictured Michelangelo in front of him, begging to be penetrated. That image did the job. The emerald green turtle arched his back, shuddering as he came, spraying himself with his own seminal fluid.
Raphael, feeling much better after relieving himself, cleaned himself off and made his way toward the dojo. He started to feel warm as he went through the doors, his eyes settling on Michelangelo who was in the corner doing back flips. He only counted to ten before stopping. The numbers kept rising despite the fact that the orange loving turtle just stood there, rocking on the balls of his feet. Mikey thought he was fooling his father, but nothing got by that wise old rat. Splinter sneaked up behind his youngest son, smacking him upside the head with his cane.
"Oww!"
Mikey cried out, rubbing the spot that burned.
"Michelangelo, stop goofing off!"
"Sorry master Splinter. Sooo..I go back to one?"
An apologetic grin played on the sea green turtle's features as he held up one large finger. "No need, my son. I think we should start sparring now that Raphael has joined us. Leonardo, you pair with Donatello. Michelangelo, I want you to pair up with Raphael."
Mikey's eyes lit up with glee, the delight showing in his step as he walked over to Raphael. The youngest loved sparring with his hot-headed brother. He knew just how to push his buttons. The two brothers faced one another and bowed. Michelangelo glanced over at his two oldest brothers, seeing that they've already begun.
Raphael threw a half-assed punch at Mikey, who easily dodged the blow. Mikey leaped into the air, sending a roundhouse kick straight at Raphael. Raph would usually attack in response, but was hit, falling back onto his carapace. The orange clad ninja chuckled, circling Raphael as if he were his prey. "Poor Raphie-boy. You're a lot slower today than usual. Could it be that you're losing your touch?"
"Nah. Yer jus' imaginin' things." Raph said, jumping up from where he had fallen and landing a kick to his little brother's jaw. Michelangelo recovered, pulling out his nunchucks which caused Raph to draw his twin sais from his belt. "Enough playin' around." Raphael said, narrowing his eyes as he lunged forward. He swung at Mikey, the youngest doing a few backward cartwheels and effortlessly dodging him. The sea green turtle blocked and dodged everything Raphael came at him with, yawning to tease his brother and show that he was not impressed. This made Raph's blood boil.
Raph jumped into the air, aiming a kick at Michelangelo who crouched down out of the way. With his older brother's back turned as he landed, Mikey kicked at his legs, knocking Raphael's feet from under him. The emerald green turtle fell with a grunt as his plastron collided with the floor. Before his red banded brother hit the ground, Mikey wrapped the chain of one nunchuck around one of Raph's sais, pulling it from his hand.
As Raphael began to get up, Mikey sat on his shell, pinning him down. He pressed the tip of Raph's sai to his neck, making sure not to harm him with it. "Give it up, Raph. I win. You'll never beat the Battle Nexus Champion!"
Mikey was sure that struck a nerve. Mentioning the Battle Nexus Tournament normally did when it came to his brother in red, but instead of hitting him, Raphael looked up at his baby brother with lustful eyes.
That look made Michelangelo freeze as Raph wrapped one arm around his neck, pulling their faces closer together. Raphael was losing it, his sexual desires growing stronger. Just before his lips met with Michelangelo's lips, he snapped back into reality. "G-get off me, ya freak!" Raph growled, shoving the smaller form off of him before Mikey knew what hit him. Raphael scowled, picking up his stolen sai and placing them both in his belt as he got to his feet.
He felt the eyes of everyone in the room on him as he approached the doors to leave. "Raphael, where are you going? Practice is not yet over." Said master Splinter, hitting the floor with the edge of his cane. "If you walk out now, you will do 100 back flips next time we meet here to train."
"Uhh... Come on, masta Splinta, I jus' need some air. We spar all da time, a little break wont hurt." Raphael knew he went too far when he saw his father's face scrunch up in disappointment and anger. His brothers fell silent, even Michelangelo stayed quiet as he watched the scene in front of him play out. "One more word out of you and it will be 200."
Raph wanted to protest, to say something else, but he knew that one more word meant trouble. The small voice in his head kept telling him to shut up, to let it go until he finally listened. He nodded in response, showing that he understood before leaving the room. Raphael left through one of the back entrances of the lair, needing time alone to think. He needed to figure out what he was going to do to make things right.
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To be continued

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