"Hey!" Mikey exclaimed cheerfully the next evening as he entered Donnie's lab. April spun in her chair to face him, smirking with an arched brow.

"Well, I don't need to ask how your date with Janette went last night," Donnie proclaimed as he turned to face his brother.

Mikey blinked, his eyes darting between the two. "Because… You already know how awesome I am?" He flashed him a toothy grin.

Donnie rolled his eyes. "No, because I hacked into TCRI's surveillance system out of curiosity and found the whole show."

Mikey's eyes widened slightly as he blinked a few more times, until a grin finally spread across his face. "Well, I'm glad that awesomeness will be immortalized forever." He casually brushed his knuckles on his plastron as he mused, "Because that was probably the best I've ever had…"

"Mikey, you're lucky Donnie was able to get in and erase it," April said in a slightly stern tone. "Hopefully nobody saw it before he did…"

Mikey's face fell. "You mean it won't be immortalized forever?"

"No, I saved it here for you," Donnie replied, then added under his breath, "I really don't know why…"

"Sweet!" Mikey exclaimed brightly. "Because I was needing some fresh material for when business is slow. For, ya know… In my down time…"

"That's nice…" Donnie groaned.

"So, I'm almost glad you and I didn't make it all the way to home base, now that I know what you're capable of." April's eyes were wide with wonder as she shook her head. "I can't imagine how poor Janette is feeling today."

"Well she was feeling pretty good last night. She tipped me an extra $100." Mikey smiled smugly as he took a seat with Donnie and April. "I told her if she wanted to reschedule, she'd have to look us up. Then I realized we don't have a business name."

The three exchanged glances as they contemplated the possibilities. "Well, we should probably be discrete…" April suggested.

Donnie nodded as Mikey said, "How about, 'The T Spot'?"

April giggled as Donnie curled his upper lip. "She said discrete, Mikey."

"Okay, then... We could make it like… a reference to us…" Mikey stared at the floor, then the ceiling, and his eyes lit up. "Ooh! Ooh! How about… The Manhole?" He grinned, searching them for approval.

April laughed even harder as Donnie took on an even more disgusted expression. "I'd like to stay in the business of pleasing women, thanks."

"We should probably play on the fact that you're not human…" April suggested.

"Wild Things?" Mikey offered.

Donnie pressed his lips to the side, shaking his head.

"Call of the Wild?"

April and Donnie exchanged a thoughtful glance, then again shook their heads.

"Oooh, how about," he drew his hands in the air as he took on a dramatic tone, "Primal Instincts?"

April and Donnie began to smile, exchanged another glance with each other, and April's smile grew into a grin. "That's not bad, actually…"

Donnie nodded. "I think I like it…"

Mikey folded his arms over his chest, nodding. "I know. I'm a genius."

"All right!" April exclaimed. "It's settled. I'll get some cards made and we can start building business."

"How do you propose we do that?" Donnie questioned.

"Same as how we've been doing, brah, the ladies love me on !"

Donnie rolled his eyes as April cut in, "Let's leave that site to the amateurs. We're more high class than that."

"How so?" Donnie asked. "I only just started."

"Yeah! How'd that go, anyway?" Mikey asked with enthusiasm.

Donnie shrugged. "Pretty awesome, actually. She was impressed with how long I could hold my breath." He smiled proudly, which made April grin.

"Glad it was a success," she said. "I think you've got this. I know of some people who might be interested in doing business with us, so I'll start working on that, and we'll go from there. K?"

"That sounds good, but I'm curious," Donnie began, "If another mutant wants to join our team, are we going to open it up to them? You know, offer the public more than just turtles? Or appeal to more than just women?"

Mikey remained silent as April considered Donnie's words. Finally, she spoke. "Let's cross that bridge when we get to it. But we'll make that decision as a team, okay?"

They both nodded. "Next question," Mikey said, raising his hand. "Are we gonna tell Leo and Raph? I mean, Splinter probably doesn't need to know, but what about our bros?"

Donnie grimaced. "I'm not sure how well that would go over with Leo…"

"Raph would be cool though. I've seen him around pickin' up chicks at Club 519 and the Horseshoe Bar."

"Really?" Donnie asked, eyeing Mikey in disbelief.

"Yeah, brah, I've gotten a few jobs from MutantMatch that I've met up with there. I ran into him a time or two."

"How am I so behind on all this…" Donnie muttered to himself shaking his head.

Mikey patted him on the shell. "'Cause you're the good, innocent one." Donnie glared at him, and Mikey quickly covered. "Which makes you that much more exciting to the ladies!"

April cut in before Mikey made things worse. "Guys… Should we offer a position on the team to Raph?"

Donnie and Mikey stared first at each other, then at April. "Yeah!" Mikey exclaimed.

Donnie was a bit more hesitant. "Maybe we should feel things out first…"

April nodded. "But if he's game, are you guys game?"

Mikey nodded enthusiastically. Donnie shrugged. "I suppose that would be fine. I don't want to watch you two doin' it, though." He eyed April uncertainly.

She laughed in response. "Who said we're going to 'do it'?"

"Gotta test the merchandise!" Mikey said.

April rolled her eyes, shaking her head. "Whatever. Look, I'm gonna head out and start working this business. I'll catch you guys later."

"No!" Mikey whined. "I wanted to watch this new movie with you! I just ordered it!"

April squinted. "What is it…?" she asked hesitantly.

Mikey ran from the lab, grinning, then returned within what seemed like seconds with a DVD. Still grinning, he handed it to her.

This time, April grinned. "Magic Mike!"

Mikey nodded enthusiastically. Donnie grimaced. "Seriously Mikey? You into half-naked men dancing around on stage or something?"

Mikey laughed. "Get some game, bro!" He counted on his fingers as he continued. "One, we might learn some moves. Two, this will get April all horned up, so, Three, we can practice those moves! And four..." he looked down at his hand. "I ran out of fingers." Donnie rolled his eyes, then arched a brow, but didn't argue.

April burst into laughter, shaking her head. "You're too smart for your own good, Michelangelo."

He rolled his eyes, grinning smugly. "I know, and y'all say Donnie's the genius." He scoffed. "Now come on, I got popcorn, we can watch it in my room."

April and Donnie exchanged a glance, shrugged, and followed the youngest turtle. At this point, they were pretty much open to any possibility.

They settled in on Mikey's random assortment of beanbags as he started the movie. Over the past year, they had upgraded the lair so their bedrooms had more privacy and seclusion, rather than the communal space it had been in their youth. It was a very convenient upgrade, as sure enough, April responded just as Mikey hoped she would, licking her lips and shifting around in her seat, crossing and uncrossing her legs. Finally Mikey chuckled. "Get over here," he said in a gruff, sultry voice, and she grinned hotly at him as she moved from her beanbag and over to share his, leaning against him with her hand on his inner thigh, exceptionally close to his lower plastron. He grinned as he settled in, draping his arm around April, his hand landing "accidentally" on her breast. He gave it a squeeze as he winked at Donnie, who shook his head and rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his plastron as he tried to fight against his awkward feelings. "Loosen up, bro! You're taking notes I hope?"

"Always," Donnie said, rolling his eyes again.

Mikey grinned and returned to watching the movie, his hand absently stroking at April's breast. She shifted against him again, giving his inner thigh a squeeze. He grinned as he smelled her arousal, and sent up a silent thanks to the gods of mutagen for his keen sense of smell. He trailed his hand down her abdomen and to the rim of her yoga pants. She shifted again, which he took as an invitation, and slipped his fingers under, relishing the smooth skin of her lower abdomen. She sighed. Mikey slid his fingers down further, her pants stretching around his large hand, and April repositioned herself to allow him easier access. He finally found her soft lips, and she rocked her pelvis forward slightly so that he could reach to cup his hand around her sex. She moaned quietly, her eyelids fluttering, and Mikey pressed his lips into her hair, breathing in deeply as he began to push his finger inside of her. She moaned again.

"Do you mind?" Donnie broke in.

"What, are we distracting you too much from the dancing half-naked men?" Mikey asked, grinning. "I know you were excited to see them and all."

April giggled. "Feeling left out, Donnie?" He huffed, narrowing his eyes. She grinned and gestured for him to join her. "Come rub my feet," she invited, wiggling her toes. "And take your pants off."

He arched a brow. "Am I rubbing your feet with my dick?"

Laughing, April replied, "No, I was planning on returning the favor."

She thought she could see him blush as he moved himself over to her, undoing his pants and sliding them off as he did so. He propped himself up on a beanbag as he tossed his pants to the side and she draped her legs over his. He took hold of her feet and she sighed as Mikey continued fingering her. Donnie settled in deeper as April reached between his legs and began toying with his tail.

"No fair!" Mikey exclaimed, removing his hand from April's crotch and shifting to remove his gym shorts. "Aah, that's better." He settled back in, allowing April to lean back against him, and he returned his hand to her hot center, causing her to shudder in response. He quickly grasped his emerging manhood and began stroking.

Donnie's own emerged as well, which April found with her own hand and immediately got to work. His eyelids fluttered as he leaned his head back, enjoying her strong grip and long strokes. She loved how wet it was with its self-lubrication, and she loved that salty-sweet taste it came with. She suddenly had the desire to taste it again. She leaned forward, causing Mikey's hand to slip out of her as she brought her lips to Donnie's dick.

He released a satisfied churr in response as he forgot about the movie and leaned his head back, bringing his hand into April's hair as she explored him with her tongue. She was on her knees, grasping his cock as she worked him with her mouth, her ass presented in the air, tantalizing Mikey.

He stared at her ass, dumbfounded for a moment, until finally he reached up and gave it a squeeze. He pulled himself up to kneel, pulled her pants down, and gave her sweet round cheek a firm slap. She groaned against the sharp contact, then parted her knees in invitation. Mikey smiled, spitting on his fingers and bringing them to her welcoming slit, which was already plenty wet. He rubbed her, then slid his fingers inside. She moaned, slurping against Donnie's cock, and became a bit more vocal as Mikey brought his cock to her, and began working his way inside. Donnie's hand was still in April's hair, his fingers twisting through her locks as she sucked and stroked.

"Chinese finger trap, bro," Mikey half-spoke, half-moaned, grinning at his brother, who gave him a half-lidded gaze. Mikey held up his hand, which Donnie limply reached forward to slap above April's back. "Eiffel Tower," Mikey added with a grin and a nod.

"You're ridiculous," April spoke, her voice muffled against Donnie's cock.

Mikey gave her a hard thrust, and she yelped. "Don't talk with your mouth full."

April slurped loudly for effect, and Mikey thrust again. Then again. She moaned and sucked at Donnie's tip, enjoying the saltiness seeping out of him. Donnie groaned, sinking deeper. Mikey grabbed hold of April's ass, his thumbs digging deep into her soft flesh and his fingertips grasping at her hips. He pulled her to him as he thrust his hips forward and began establishing a rhythm. April worked Donnie's dick in time with Mikey's thrusting, and they continued this way for several minutes until Mikey reached forward around April's bent body to find her clit.

"Fug…" April choked against Donnie's cock. Following Mikey's lead as he began toying with her clit, she brought one arm down to rest between Donnie's leg and began playing with his tail, unsure if that would arouse him or not.

"Uhn…" he groaned. Apparently her exploration was successful.

"You like that?" she asked as she tugged and stroked at his tail.

"That's good…" he muttered as he separated his legs more.

Mikey gave her a few extra hard thrusts and flicked her clit for good measure, causing her to twitch and whine.

"Stop that, you're breaking her concentration," Donnie said lazily to Mikey, slowly turning his head to face his brother as he pounded into April from behind.

"Quit talking about me like I'm not here," April said, lifting her head.

"Shut up and suck his cock," Mikey ordered, reestablishing his rhythm.

April looked up at Donnie. "You gonna let him talk to me like that?"

"Mikey, don't talk to her like that," Donnie muttered, resting his head back behind him and closing his eyes.

April snorted in amusement as she got back to work on Donnie's cock, moaning and grunting as Mikey continued to thrust into her. Donnie reached up and grasped her breast from under her tshirt. "Why are you still wearing this?" he questioned in a sleepy tone.

She began tugging it over her head, then tossed it aside, leaving herself completely naked. "You didn't give me much time to take it off," she remarked, taking his dick back in her mouth as he played with her exposed breasts, tweaking her hardened nipples. She shuddered at the contact, her pussy clenching in excitement. Mikey groaned as he thrust harder.

"Can I come?" he grumbled from behind her.

She took her mouth from Donnie's cock, continuing to stroke with her hand. "You need permission?"

"I hate not following the ladies first rule." He continued thrusting harder and faster.

"I'm sure I'll get my turn tonight," she replied as she went back to Donnie's dick, causing him to moan lowly.

Donnie brought his hand from her breast and down to her clit, taking over for Mikey so he could concentrate on reaching his own climax. "Uhn… thanks bro…" Mikey muttered as he returned his hand to grasp both hips evenly and pounded away. April whined and twitched at the intensifying sensations, losing all sense of time and space as Mikey sped up and Donnie worked her harder as well. She almost forgot she was supposed to be sucking his cock as she absently stroked him on autopilot.

"Fuck, you guys…" she moaned.

"Say my name," Mikey commanded.

"Mikey…" she groaned.

He quickened his pace further and slapped her ass. "Louder."

Donnie pressed her clit harder as Mikey thrust faster. "Mikey!" she cried. Donnie flicked his fingernail against her and she called out, "Fuck, Donnie!"

"Make up your mind, woman!" Mikey growled as his fingers gripped her hips tighter as he plowed into her harder, faster. "Say my name!"

"Mikey!" she screamed, and Mikey let out a guttural, animalistic roar as he took her hips in a white-knuckled grip, pounding hard one last time, sinking his cock deep inside of her as he released his seed.

"Oh yeah, baby…" he growled, giving her a few remaining thrusts, and Donnie caught her as she fell forward, Mikey sliding out of her as he fell back, panting, against his beanbag.

"My turn," Donnie claimed, lifting April up and sliding her down on his own eager cock.

"Fuck, I don't know if I can move," she mumbled with a laugh, and Donnie smiled, sitting up and laying her down onto another beanbag. He brought her ankles up to his shoulders, held her legs, and began thrusting into her as she gripped the beanbag and moaned. They ignored Mikey's juices as they leaked out of her in lewd squelches with each of Donnie's thrusts. Letting go of one leg, Donnie brought his hand down to press his thumb against her clit. "Fuck!" she squeaked, bucking at the contact. Donnie grinned, enjoying the pleasure he could bring her. He continued to work at her sensitive nub as he thrust into her, until finally her body tensed, her pussy gripping his cock like a vice, until she released, screaming and convulsing in the beanbag. "Sh-sh-shit Donnie!"

He returned his hand to grasp her leg again and began focusing on his own approaching climax, thrusting harder, faster, as she gripped the beanbag for dear life. Finally, he let out a long, low, throaty groan that April found hot as hell, as his jaw tightened and his eyes rolled back, thrusting one last time and sinking deep into her as he filled her with cum. Both breathing heavily, they met each other's eyes and smiled. Donnie pulled out of her and fell back onto his own beanbag, as copious amounts of semen dripped from April's crotch.

"I need a shower…" Donnie muttered.

"Dibs…" Mikey mumbled from his own reclined, half-passed-out position.

"We might as well all take one together," April commented in a partial moan.

"I like your thinkin'..." Mikey lazily agreed.