Leo is 17
Raph is 16 (one month older than Don)
Don is 16
Mikey is 15

It was nine p.m. on March 10 and the four brothers were watching a show on NMTV that Mikey, the ever romantic, loved, called "Love at First Sight." Raphael rolled his green eyes skywards and scoffed, "It's stupid. No one falls in love at first sight. Ya need time ta get ta know someone before ya can call it love. This is pure lust and is borin'. Can't we watch the porn channel with the fuckin' hot blonde bikini babes?"

"No, Raph. It's my turn to choose a show," Mikey said. "And I think they're a cute couple. He's hot and she's so gorgeous. I'd date either of them."

"As if ya'd have a chance. No one would date a mutant turtle, especially an ugly one like ya."

"I'm cuter than you and I have a sense of humor! You're just a brute."

"Why, ya little shit," Raph hissed, clenching his fists, his green eyes blazing. "I'm gonna pound ya."

"Guys, settle down," Donatello said. "I want to see what happens. What do you think, Leo?"

Leo looked up from the Japanese war book he was reading and shrugged. "I don't care." Then he went back to his book.

"How can you not care, dude?" Mikey asked. "It's a show about love. Don't you want to meet someone and settle down? Oh, pity. It's over. Guess we have to wait until next week to find out what happened to Gina and Gus."

"I'm soooooo excited for that," Raph said acerbically.

"My turn," Don said, yanking the remote away from Mikey and tuning to the diving channel. His favorite diver was about to dive and Don sighed dreamily, as he took in the guy decked out in his blue, red and white speedo. "Isn't he beautiful?" Don asked.

"This sucks," Raphael groused. "First Mikey's lame-ass show, which at least had hot babes that I could dream 'bout, and now a show 'bout diving fags. Can't wait ta see what's on next," Raph added sarcastically.

"You don't know if they're gay, Raph," Don said, not taking his eyes off of the diver.

"He looks gay!"

"And what do gays look like?"

"Weak, gangly, ya know, like that."

"Not always. I'm gay and I'm not weak or gangly."

"Yer the exception then. I still don't know how ya can like guys. The idea of bein' with one revolts me. Give me tits, a nice ass and a pussy that I can stick my cock in any day."

"Charming," Leo said sardonically. "I can see why you're such a hit with the ladies, Raph."

"At least I'm not asexual," Raph countered. "It ain't normal that ya don't like any gender. And ya don't even masturbate. How weird is that?"

"How do you know what I do?" Leo demanded, setting down his book, his sapphire eyes flinty. "Do you spy on me?"

Raph snorted and said, "As if. Yer so dull. Ya wouldn't masturbate, because it'd be against yer honor or somethin' and ya tell us it's sinful ta do it. The rest of us are normal and masturbate, even if Donnie and Mikey would fuck a guy. Actually, I'm the most normal, because I only like girls."

"Being asexual gives me more time to focus on the important stuff, like being a ninja. You should try that, ninja wanna-be!"

Raph's eyes flashed at the insult and he snapped, "Splinter junior!"

"Knock it off!" Don complained. "I'm trying to watch!"

"Not anymore!" Raph yelled, taking the remote away from his brother and turning to a porn channel. Raph's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets and his shell felt extremely tight, as he watched a threesome with two blondes and a middle-aged man. The blondes were decked in nurses' uniforms and they slowly undressed, revealing huge double D boobs, legs that ran on forever and extremely taut butts. Raph's mouth opened, drooling at the sight. 'I'd like ta bang those chicks,' he thought. 'And I'd be awesome in the sack with my ten inch cock, but no girl will date me, because they think I'm a freak. It sucks that I'm gonna be celibate for the rest of my life. Not fair.'

"Ooh! I like this," Mikey said, ogling the threesome. "This is terrific. Good call, Raph."

"Yeah, better than Donnie's fags."

"My fags?" Don yelled. "Screw you, Raph. I'm not watching this and you'd better hope Sensei doesn't catch you! He forbade you to watch this. I'll be in my lab, working."

"Ya mean jackin' off to yer faggy divers," Raph said, and smirked.

"Boys!" Splinter said from in the distance. "Why is the television so loud? What are you watching?"

Leo quickly grabbed the remote and changed the channel. Just in time, because Splinter appeared in the lounge. "The History Channel, Sensei," Leo said. "There's a fascinating war documentary on about the South African Boer War. Want to watch?"

"Good. I'm glad it's not the porn channel again," the aged rat said. "I know you're young men, but it is best to be celibate, so you can focus on your ninja training and be even better ninjas."

"Hai, Sensei!" his four sons said in unison.

"Good night, my sons."

"Good night, Sensei," the bothers said in unison, as the rat left.

"That was close," Mikey said, heaving a relieved sigh.

"Yeah," Raph said. "Who'd have thought the borin' History channel and Lame-o-nardo would save our hides?"

"He's right, you know," Leo said. "It's best to stay celibate. Sex only clouds the mind."

"Leo, we're all celibate," Raph said, switching off the TV. "And that's not gonna change. We're never gonna find mates, because we're repulsive freaks of nature. All we got are our fantasies and I know ya go on that masturbatin' is bad, but it's all we got, so stop lecturin' bout it. I'm goin' ta bed. Night."

"Night, Raph," his brothers said.

Don excused himself and said that he was going to the lab to work on his latest invention, a latex based glue-trap.

"Let's watch the porn channel, Leo," Mikey said.

"I don't want to."

"Oh, come on," Mikey said, flipping through channels until he was on the channel he wanted. "Hey, Leo. What do you think of that girl?" Mikey asked, pointing at a brunette bikini clad girl.

"She's all right."

"Doesn't do it for you?"

"Nope."

A guy appeared on the screen and Mikey grinned. "Isn't he a hunk, Leo?"

"I suppose he's okay, but he doesn't turn me on either."

"Can I kiss you and see if you feel anything?"

"No and if you do, I'll slap you," Leo growled.

"What turns you on, Leo?"

Just as Leo was about to reply, a man and a woman appeared on the screen. The woman was dressed in a puppy suit, complete with floppy ears and a tail. The man was clearly dominant, the Master, and gave her a dog biscuit, which she happily ate. "What the heck is this, Mikey?" Leo asked, feeling strangely aroused.

"It's BDSM, Leo."

"Huh?"

"Bondage and Sado Masochism. She's a pet and dressed up as a puppy. He's her Master, so he's dominant. She's a slave."

"I know what turns me on, Mikey," Leo said, feeling tight in his shell and ducking his face in embarrassment.

"What?"

"It's not sex, it's not genders. It's power. Domination. I'd love to do that. Dominate."

"Me too, Leo," Mikey said, a sly smile on his face.

Leo looked at him in shock and said, "You? I thought Raph was the really dominant one."

"He likes to think he is, Leo, but I'm no push over and I'd like to do something like that too," Mikey said, hooking a thumb at the TV screen. "You should see what I have hidden in my room sometime."

"Your room? What do you- ugh, never mind. I have to go somewhere," Leo muttered, feeling even tighter in his shell. He ran out of the room, nearly tripping in his haste to get the bathroom.

"Have fun, bro," Mikey said, and grinned. "I know what you're doing."

Leo sat down on the toilet and feverishly began rubbing at his slit. He'd never touched himself before, thinking it impure, but the program had seriously turned him on and he needed release. He kept rubbing and it wasn't long before he let out a deep churr, dropping down his forest green nine and a half inch cock, which was oozing precome. Thinking of the couple on the TV and of how much he wished he could be dominant, he rubbed his cock faster, a deep churr rolling up his throat, as he came, his essence spraying the floor and his plastron. Leo felt a bit ashamed, as he studied the mess and thought, 'I'd better get that cleaned up. What the hell is wrong with me? I shouldn't think dirty things like that. I blame Mikey. I'm going to forget about what I saw and focus on my war stuff. Much purer.' Leo quickly cleaned himself and the mess up with a towel. Then he headed to his room, trying not to think about the BDSM program and failing dismally.

Raph was in his room. He removed a loose brick from the wall, opened a safe and took out his secret porn stash. Selecting three of his favorites, he placed the rest in the safe, put the brick back and climbed onto his hammock. Raph flipped pages, stopping at a photo of a scantily clad blonde, his type. Feeling extremely tight in his shell, he rubbed his slit, his eyes closed. The magazine fell to the floor. Then, clamping a hand to his mouth, stifling a loud churr, Raph dropped down, his semi-erect purple cock slick with precome. Raph pumped his dick harder and faster and it wasn't long before he came, painting his plastron with hot, ropey, jets of come. Raph sighed and said, "That was good, but it'd be even better if it was with someone else. I wanna be loved and kissed and hugged. I know I'm brash, but I also got feelings and I'd love a mate. Someone ta cuddle and love back. I don't hate Mikey's show. It just makes me sad, because I know I'm never gonna find love. I'm gonna die a pathetic virgin."

Raph's phone dinged and his green eyes widened in surprise, as he read the message out loud. "Raphael, meet me at Vinnie's in a half hour? Tanya."

Raph grinned and said to himself, "Tanya wants ta meet up. That means she wants ta be my girl and see how things go. I asked her and she said she needed time ta think after seein' my photo. But now she wants ta and she likes me. Oh, wow she likes me for me. I never thought this'd happen. I'm not gonna die a virgin. We'll fuck. Maybe tonight." Raph quickly typed a message. "See ya there, babe. I'll be in the back in my trench coat and fedora. Does that mean yer my girlfriend now?" His phone dinged a minute later and he read the single word, "Yes!"

"Yahoo!" Raph shouted jubilantly, punching his fists in the air. "I got a date and a girlfriend!"

The emerald skinned turtle quickly cleaned himself, dressed in his standard disguise of a trench coat and fedora and headed to the lair's exit. "Where you going, Raph?" Leo asked.

"Meetin' Casey."

"Make sure you're back before daylight."

"Yes, Daddy," Raph said sarcastically. "And make sure ya get the stick outta yer ass. It don't suit ya."

Raph left the lair, hurrying to the pizza parlor. He briefly stopped at a florist, picking the lock with his sai, disabling the alarm, choosing a bunch of red roses, dropping a ten dollar note on the counter, enabling the alarm and leaving. 'I hope she likes this,' Raph thought. 'My girlfriend. The most beautiful girl on the planet. Leo was wrong when he said no one could like us for who we are and not what we are. So wrong. Gonna tell him that.'

Ten minutes later, Raph slid into an empty booth at the back of the pizza parlor and waited. He ordered a strawberry milkshake and tried not to panic, his throat feeling dry and his hands clammy. Raph had never been on a date before and he hoped he didn't screw it up. It was probably his only shot at love.

A few minutes later, Tanya entered the pizzeria. Raph's eyes lit up when he saw the buxom, blue-eyed blonde dressed in a figure hugging black mini dress. He stood up and was about to go to her when a bevy of girls entered the restaurant, joining Tanya. 'Huh,' Raph, thought. 'Why are there people with her?'

"So where's the freak?" a brunette girl said.

"There," Tanya said, pointing straight at Raph. "In his trench coat. Come out, turtle, and show yourself. You're so stupid thinking I'd date a mutant freak like yourself!"

"FREAK!" the girls started to chant.

Raph felt physically sick. 'She lied,' he thought. 'She didn't want me and only wanted me ta meet her, so she could make fun of me. Gotta get outta here.'

"FREAK!" the girls continued to yell, making a beeline for Raph's table.

Raph was quicker and rushed to the girls' bathroom, knowing they'd never think he'd go there. He startled a brunette, who was on her way out. She opened her mouth to scream and Raph said, his eyes locking with hers, "Please don't. There are people chasin' me and I need ta get outta here. I won't hurt ya. Just let me go and if they ask ya if ya saw anyone, say ya didn't. Please."

"What are you?" the girl asked, narrowing her hazel eyes.

"A turtle," Raph said, removing his fedora and expecting her to gasp at his reptilian features. She didn't and just listened to him. "And they want ta chase me and hurt me. Please. All my life humans have done that and treated me like a science experiment. People don't like different. I'm only sixteen and it's been hell."

"I know how you feel," the girl said, tears in her eyes at hearing his story. "I'm sixteen, too, and I'm sorry you were treated that way," she continued, rolling up her jeans and showing him her prosthetic leg. "You didn't deserve it, sweetheart. Climb out of the window over there. I'll go outside and tell them the toilets are out of order."

"I owe ya," Raph said gratefully.

"No, you don't, creature…"

"The name's Raphael."

"Like the painter? I'm Aliana. Go, Raphael, and be safe. I don't want anything to happen to you. You seem like a very nice boy." She kissed him on the cheek, making him flush. "I hope that makes you feel better. You don't deserve abuse."

"Thank ya, Aliana," Raph said, and blushed again.

"Ali."

"Raph."

"Hurry, Raph," Ali said, hearing voices outside of the door. Then she exited the bathroom, leaving Raph alone.

Raph took this opportunity to open a window and squeeze himself through, jumping down the roof and landing onto the pavement below with a grunt. 'Aliana,' he thought. 'My angel.' Raph ran and didn't stop running until he found a manhole. He climbed down it and headed home, tears streaming down his face. 'I can't believe that bitch played me,' he thought. 'I was just fun ta her. I opened myself up ta her in our chats and all she did was humiliate me, like I'm a freak! I know I am, but damn it, I have feelings too!'

Letting out an anguished howl, Raph swung his fists at the nearest wall and didn't stop until his knuckles were bleeding, the physical pain stopping him from thinking about the disastrous evening, his heart shattered into a million pieces. But then something clicked in his mind and he thought, 'It wasn't totally bad. I met Ali. Damn. I'd like ta see her again and she treated me like I was normal. Even called me a sweetheart. I ain't gonna tell Leo 'bout this. I'd never live it down and he'd lecture me for bein' so careless and showin' my identity.' Raph trudged home, a smile on his lips, as he thought about Ali..

A/N This fan site doesn't allow one to list a co-author, but I do have one. Epicenter Six. We're collaborating on this and he came up with the fantastic idea for this story. Thank you, Epicenter, for asking me tp write it with you.