Donnie sat in his desk chair, although facing away from his desk, his elbow resting on the arm of the chair with his hand holding his head. He'd tried to distract himself, but it wasn't working and now he had a headache, or maybe he had a migraine coming on, whatever it was, Donnie's head hurt and he couldn't think straight.
He'd been struggling to keep his focus ever since they had lost their father, he'd also lost interest in most of his old projects and now he was disgusted with himself because of what had happened last week...between himself and Michelangelo.
They'd been having a conversation about their father, trying to forget about his death by remembering all the good times and happy memories they had with him, but it was an emotional talk and all Donnie wanted was to make his brother feel better, he hadn't meant to take it as far as it had gone.
Now all he could think of was his brother underneath him, all the sounds, the whimpers, churrs, his name being moaned and how good it felt, even though it was so wrong.
He had avoided his brother since that night, avoiding spending time with him, touching him, even talking to him, even though Mikey had tried all of the above, well, for a few days. Mikey had let Donnie be by himself, even though it was very clear that he wanted to talk to his brother, Donnie couldn't bear to look into his brother's sad eyes.
But try as he might, Donnie couldn't get Mikey out of his head, everytime he closed his eyes he saw Mikey, when he tried to sleep at night he saw him. He saw Mikey move closer to him on the couch, his head resting against his neck before he moved to kiss him, cautiously at first before kissing him deeper. Donnie had let him, had responded to him, had held him tightly in his arms as they kissed.
Donnie had felt himself being pulled down onto the couch, hovering over his brother, who's hands began to wander.
An alarm rang out in Donnie's lab, at first panicking him before he released it was his alarm clock, telling him it was almost time for today's evening practice. Practice had been nothing but hell for Donnie recently, Leo knew that something was going on between his two youngest brothers and had tried to pair them up to get them to work together and to hopefully get them to patch things up.
It hadn't worked, Mikey didn't even speak to him now when they fought, he just tried harder than ever to take his brother down, succeeded nine times out of ten, which had impressed their big brother. One time Donnie had got the upper hand and pinned Mikey down, but had then freaked out and left the dojo, the position he'd been in reminding him too much of what had happened that night.
Donnie didn't remember who dragged who into Mikey's bedroom, but Donnie remembered how much he wanted to be touched and how much he had wanted to touch Mikey, run his hands across his cool skin as he removed his gear and then let Mikey do the same to him. Pulling at his brother's mask to drag him down to the bed, crawling on top of him, straddling his hips as he rubbed their lower plastrons together. His hand in his brother's mask untied it, using it to tie one of his hands to the bed frame before removing his own to tie the other hand.
Donnie didn't know much about sex between two males, although his natural curiosity had lead him to exploring certain websites and watching a wide variety of videos, as well as reading more accurate articles, so he had some understanding but much like with the heterosexual videos and articles he read, he never thought anything there would come into his real life...he was never going to have a sex life. Or so he thought.
It felt so good to have Mikey underneath him, to have him look at him the way he was, to feel how his brother was reacting to his touch. It didn't take much to get Mikey's erection out in the open, and Donnie found himself fascinated by his brother's penis, always wondering if he and his brothers had the same genitalia, and apparently they did, although they were different in length and thickness.
With his hand wrapped around his brothers erection unmoving, Mikey soon began moving his hips so that his cock was slowly pumped by Donnie's hand, it didn't take long for him to get the sign and start stroking his brother, watching as precum dribbled down from the head and onto his hand.
Donnie dropped down into his hand and jerked himself off watching Mikey squirm on the bed because of him.
It was like he was working on automatic, he swiped up the liquids coming from himself and his brother and painted around his brother's hole, pushing in slightly before pulling out, and then going slightly deeper, repeating until his entire finger was inside of Michelangelo.
Mikey was clearly trying to keep quiet, which was hard for the naturally loud turtle and it turned Donnie on even more, moving his finger at a faster pace and adding a second finger and using his other hand to hold the base of his brother's erection.
Donnie couldn't take much more and removed his fingers, lining up his erection before plunging the length inside of his brother, causing him to cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, it almost made Donnie stop, almost broke him out of this lust spell, but then Mikey started moving against himself and Donnie instinctively moving, both of them using each other to achieve their orgasm.
Never did they kiss, almost like they both knew that they shouldn't be doing this and that if they didn't kiss, it would make them feel better about the terrible thing that they were doing because it wasn't anything romantic or intimate, it was just instinctual.
Mikey came first, muffling his cry by turning his face into the pillow. The tempting skin of his brother's neck had Donnie biting down on Mikey's collarbone as he too came, pumping his seed into his brother.
The only sounds for the following few minutes was the sound of their breathing. After that...everything came crashing down.
Donnie pulled himself out of Mikey, too fast for the young turtle who grunted in pain and watched as Donnie disappeared out of the room, leaving him tied to the bed and wondering how he was going to get out and what he was going to do after that.
Donnie regretted how he had acted after they'd slept together and that he had ignored and avoided his brother. Were they ever going to be able to talk about this? To get over the tension that was now between them.
"I'm sorry." Someone said from the doorway and Donnie almost fell out of his chair, he hadn't heard anyone walk up to his lab. Looking up, he saw his younger brother standing there, arms crossed across his chest, like he was hugging himself, a comforting gesture to get him through what he wanted to say.
"Mikey, I-" Donnie started to speak as his brother walked a few steps into the lab.
"I know you don't want to talk about it...and that's fine, I just want to let you know I'm sorry that it happened...I started things and...and didn't mean to go...all the way, but can you please not ignore me anymore? I don't want to lose anyone else." Mikey struggled to say, trying to keep his emotions in check, Donnie could see the tears filling his eyes and it tugged at his heart.
"Mikey...you're not going to lose me. I'm sorry I've been…"
"Avoiding me?"
"Avoiding you...I've just been dealing with what happened between us. I'm the one that should be sorry...I forced you into sex and then pushed you away after because...because I wasn't comfortable with what happened...I know that makes no sense but…"
"Donnie you didn't force me into anything." Mikey promised as he walked closer to his brother, feeling comfortable enough to do so. "I made the first move that night, because it's what I wanted...and I thought that you wanted that too."
"Mikey, I tied you up!" Donnie said, standing up from his chair.
"I thought that was just kinky!" Mikey replied and Donnie couldn't help the short laugh that escaped him, even drawing a smile out of Mikey. "Seriously though bro, I really wanted that, but if you didn't...that's fine, I just don't want things to be weird between us, I don't wanna lose my brother."
"Mikey, like I said before, you're not going to lose me, I promise...nothing will come between us." Donnie promised.
"Thanks Donnie." Mikey said, walking over to his brother to hug him. Donnie returned the hug, holding onto his brother tightly before they separated. "So...what happens next?" Mikey asked his brother.
"I guess we pretend like this didn't happen...we go back to how things were the night before." Donnie suggested, happy to see that Mikey didn't seem upset or hurt by the suggestion.
"Okay...so, will you join us for dinner?"
"Of course." Donnie smiled.
Mikey smiled in return before leaving the lab, not noticing his brother watch him leave.
Donnie's eyes were glued to his brother's backside as he walked out and as soon as he was out of sight, Donnie groaned and hid his face in his hands.
How could things possibly go back to how they were before?