The Lost Boy
part 21
Leo gasped through his fourth mounting, the insatiable young turtle beneath him pushing back against each thrust eagerly.
"M~Mikey," Leo rasped as he reached his shuddering completion, finishing only seconds after his newly claimed mate.
Breathing heavily, Leo fell forward against Mikey's carapace and the other turtle in turn collapsed onto the bed.
Legs shaking, Leo rolled off of his lover and fell on the mattress next to him. The bed seemed to rock beneath their pounding hearts as both turtles struggled to contain them.
Mikey chuckled against the bedding, the sound muffled and breathy, before lifting his head slightly to say, "Sleep is overrated."
Leo filled his lungs deeply and then exhaled, laughing as his breathing finally slowed. "At this rate you'll kill me before I get the chance to worry about sleep," he said humorously.
Scooting closer so that he could fling his upper body across Leo's, Mikey nuzzled into the older turtle's pulse point and sighed contentedly.
"This is for keeps, right Leo?" Mikey asked.
Leo stroked Mikey's carapace, his eyes shut as he drifted lazily in the warmth of his mate's proximity. "Absolutely for keeps, Mikey," Leo answered. "Now that we've found each other, I can't even begin to think of life without you."
"Me either," Mikey said. "I didn't know that I was missing out on anything until you showed me how good hanging out with you was. I could probably go back to being alone if I had to, but now it would kind of suck. I mean, I guess it sucked before, I just didn't realize it."
Leo chuckled lightly and then forced his eyes open. "The sun will set in a couple of hours," he said, glancing at Mikey's clock.
"Yeah," Mikey said, shifting his head so that his cheek was against Leo's plastron.
Glancing down, Leo saw the frown on Mikey's face and waited expectantly for a few minutes, but Mikey remained silent. Whatever was bothering the young turtle, Leo knew he couldn't allow it to fester.
"Mikey, I'm your brother, your friend, and your lover," Leo said. "You can tell me anything; you don't need to hold back."
"I don't recall ever holding back on you," Mike replied teasingly. He rubbed his cheek on Leo's scutes and then looked up so that he could meet the older turtle's eyes. "You'll have to go home won't you?"
Leo wrapped both arms around the young turtle and held him tightly. Mikey exhaled, lowering his head to Leo's chest once more.
"Yes," Leo said, telling Mikey what the other turtle had already guessed. "I'm the leader of our clan as well as their brother. I have a duty and a responsibility to my family which I must honor."
"Is it very hard?" Mikey asked, his voice slightly muffled by Leo's plastron. "I mean, being the one who calls all the shots sounds great, but that's also a lot of weight to carry around. If you have to make every decision then you'd be tempted to beat yourself up if something didn't go just right."
Leo stared at the ceiling overhead, the feeling of Mikey's mouth gently kissing his scutes both relaxing and faintly arousing.
"It's all I've ever wanted," Leo said quietly, "all I've desired since I was small. I've worked very hard to achieve this position and it's important to me. You're important to me too, Mikey. To make this work I have to fully integrate you into my life."
Mikey sighed and Leo knew the youngster was intelligent enough to understand what he was being told.
"For us to be together, I need to go with you when you go home," Mikey said.
"Does that bother you?" Leo asked, concerned at the less than enthusiastic response.
"As long as your brothers don't know me, they can't say they don't like me," Mikey replied honestly. "They can't really ask you to choose between me or them 'cause they couldn't ever say I was bad for you."
Leo shifted one of his arms so that he could place his fingers beneath Mikey's chin and lift the young turtle's head. Once his eyes were locked with Mikey's, Leo said, "You are family, Mikey. Our brothers will get to know how wonderful you are just as I do and we'll all be together again the way it should have been in the first place. No one is going to suggest anything as ridiculous as my having to make a choice between any of you. We'll go to the lair together and you will be confident and sure of yourself because you know I'll always be by your side."
Mikey eyes twinkled as he smiled and then the smile turned mischievous. "That sounds to me like I just got my first order from my new leader."
"How did it feel?" Leo asked with a laugh.
"Not too bad," Mikey answered, squirming in Leo's arms so that he could plant an enthusiastic kiss on the older turtle's mouth. Pulling back, he said, "I don't know how big your 'lair' is, but you guys could always move down here so we could all be together. The outer room is cavernous."
"The lair is very large," Leo said, "and I'd like for you to move in there with us. You could stay with me in my room, or we can fix up a room of your own. It would be a much larger space than this."
Mikey's eyes widened with excitement. "Would that room be close to yours?"
"Right next door," Leo told him, happy that his lover was responding favorably to the idea of relocating.
"I'd like to have my own room," Mikey said. "Not that bunking with you every night wouldn't be awesome, but I wanna be just like everybody else. No one could ever say you're playing favorites and I could still be independent and lock myself in my room when we have an argument."
Leo nearly choked on his own laughter. "Are you planning on those in advance?"
"Make up sex is supposed to be awesome," Mikey responded with a semi-serious expression on his face.
Still chuckling, Leo pulled the young turtle tightly against his chest. "We're not finished with the 'getting to know you' sex yet. Don't rush things."
"I'll make notes later," Mikey said with a wink. "What about this place? I just got it all fixed up. Maybe we should keep it as our private getaway, you know, for those times when I want to get really loud."
"Louder than you were earlier?" Leo teased.
"Way louder," Mikey told him, grinning.
Leo smiled, his heart fluttering at the tone in Mikey's voice. "On a slightly serious note, I think it would be a good idea to keep this place," Leo said. "Our enemies have never given up trying to find our lair; if they ever managed to do so, it would be advantageous to have a livable backup home at the ready."
"You have the best plans," Mikey said, kissing the line of skin just above Leo's plastron.
Shifting his legs to ease the growing problem between them, Leo said in a mildly guttural tone, "Maybe we should try to get a little sleep."
Mikey lifted his head, his hooded eyes increasing the pressure in Leo's groin. "It takes a little time to heat the water for a bath. We should probably start doing that unless you want to go home messy."
Leo thought about it for a minute, not really wanting to waste their last couple of hours bathing, and asked, "Have you ever had a shower, Mikey?"
"Nope," Mikey answered. "I was lucky to get a proper bath when I was growing up."
"We have a huge tub at the lair," Leo said, "and we also have a row of large shower stalls. With the twist of a knob you can have water as warm as you want it, thanks to Donatello. No more hauling heated water just so you can bathe. We can take a quick sponge bath before we leave, and then indulge in a nice, long shower together at your new home."
With the quick agility Leo had learned was a part of Mikey's nature, the young turtle crawled on top of him, straddling his waist.
"I guess that means we have some extra time before we have to leave," Mikey said, shifting his hips so that he could grind his lower half against Leo's plastron. "Do you really want to spend it sleeping?"
Leo's efforts to stay tucked away failed and as soon as he sprang to attention, Mikey's groping hand enveloped the solid mass of flesh. Scooting back, Mikey began to guide Leo into his target, leaving the older turtle to groan with pleasure.
"Sleep . . . is . . . overrated," Leo grunted as Mikey began to ride him.
TBC….