Just something I have done a long time ago.
Raph moaned, his eyes closed as he was shoved violently into the wall. His body was sore, his mind nearly shattered from just how good this felt... he barely registered the hand lifting his chin up, looking down at him, "Do you enjoy pain that much?" the voice was emotionless but there, hidden, was that teasing hinting painfully obvious lust. That desire to just push in, nothing there to protect. To feel the raw unspoiled body that was whimpering, "Say it and I might spare you more further embarrassment."
Raph tried to open his eyes to look at the one above him, he couldn't tell the voice or put a face to the name. He felt something slowly cut into his shoulder and he blinked, a bit scared, before a warm wet tongue slide across the flesh sucking on the wound. He felt his legs grow weak beneath him, his mind fluttering as his stomach turned with want. His body was acting on its own as something, metal it felt like, took one arm tossing him across the room, larger than he had expected but that was his home... the living room was like a ball room. The resounding smash of his shell hitting the concrete, his shout of pain, all of it made the bump beneath his shell grow. He tried to push himself up before the footsteps, quick long strided, were next to him his body rolling with the kick.
"Oh, are you enjoying this? Are you loving the fact that I'm over powering you, Raphael?" the voice laughed even as something heavy straddled Raph's waist and two arms found themselves stroking Raph's bottom lip, slowly one went lower. Raph felt his body shiver and stiffen, he knew... oh god no... stop... Raph's eyes snapped over and he looked up into the face. He wanted to show but only a sound of pure pleasure, so much he never expected, came out of his mouth, up his throat, wracked his body. He closed his eyes and tried to fight, failing as the hand, fully leathered, had pulled out his member stroking it with long rough pulls. The pressure was overwhelming...
"Do you enjoy this, Raphael?" the voice asked again leaning in claiming the opened mouth in front of him. The kiss lasted a few seconds, Raph couldn't fight off the well trained tongue, and he whimpered tears falling down his face before he felt his body completely lock up as he came into the person's hand. His breathing labored. Though he still felt the person shift, something sliding down the person legs, he opened his eyes as he felt his shell rocking him back his head actually hitting the floor. His legs, his eyes widened now, were on top of the shoulders lined with metal that dug and ripped at his flesh. Raph tried to scream but his own sai was pushed into his mouth, "Bite." the man demanded. "that should keep you silent."
Raph watched as the one above him aligned himself up and pushed in slowly, Raph's cry of pain at the penetration was hidden as he felt his tongue slightly diced. He wanted to tell the man to stop but he couldn't... not with the man moving now, the feeling of how giant... huge... so filling... Raph moaned deep in his throat.
Raph didn't know how long this went on before the warmth filled his body, a wet sticky smear mixed with his blood, the man pulled out dropping Raph's legs, bleeding and torn from the metal blades on top of the shoulder pads, onto the ground.
"Maybe next time we can have a more one on one fun, hm, turtle?" The man stood up the light now gleaming off the metal shattered, dented blood dripping tin suit.
The shredder, Oroku Saki, moved leaving the turtles lair crumbling. He would be back, he always came back. After all you could never have too many sexual visits with the four things you hated.