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Splinter stumbled a bit while holding up his teenage turtle son Raphael with the help of Leonardo. The battle with the Kraang had been brutal this time around, to the point the rat wasn't entirely sure they would make it back. Donatello and Michelangelo supported each other to the couch before flopping down, practically passing out on the spot. Leo and he put Raph down behind the couch before the two worked together to cover the others and make them somewhat more comfortable. The rat couldn't help but grin weakly at the eldest, so kind and protecting, ignoring his own needs for his brothers. It wasn't long before even Leo was resting deeply. Splinter took his robe off, fanning it out and laying over the only one left around.

Taking a free pillow, the rat stretched as he yawned. His brown fur ruffled as he shook a bit, tail whipping behind him. He stroked his face of darker brown patches with beige as well, going over his eyebrows and brushing over his beard. His tape covered arm moved down to scratch at his lighter beige pubic fur that stuck out over his bulging fundoshi. Splinter bent down, stretched once more on all fours before laying down fully on his belly. His brown eyed gaze started to grow blurry before his eyelids closed, his breathing slowing as he succumbed to his own exhaustion.

Leatherhead peered out from a dark corner of the turtles's lair, his blue eyes gleaming in the light. He stood, alligator form unfolding with dark green scales on his back and a lighter underbelly and jaw. His soft padding didn't stir any of the creatures, not even Master Splinter's trained for all senses not acknowledging his presence. He rumbled lightly as his gauntleted hands reached out after the alligator had bent down, grabbing onto the tape on the rat's arms and unwinding a decent length. The hands were left nearly bare until Leatherhead started to cross and bind the tape, keeping Splinter's arms bound together. A wicked grin grew over his face as he moved to the rat's hind end, looking over the bare furry ass cheeks of the rat.

His fingers lightly caressed the fur on Splinter's ass, light movement coming from the rat. The alligator's tongue licked over his teeth and lips, his desire amounting higher as his stiff black dick started to slip from his slit. Already he was oozing pre that ran down his length, lubing a little bit for the act he was to commit. Moving a hand to the twisted cloth that ran between the rat's cheeks, Leatherhead shifted it to the side before leaning over Splinter, pressing his thick shaft between the mounds and lightly bucking. The rat stirred again and the alligator wasn't going to take any more chances. Reaching with his hand, he clamp Splinter's muzzle shut and the rat tensed, breathing harder as he seemed to wake.

Master Splinter was berating himself for his lack of attention. Even in his sleep, he was vigilant but for once he had lost his concentration due to his exhaustion. Now he felt something pressing between his legs under his tail and a hand on his muzzle. He struggled a bit as he glanced down at his bound hands, annoyed now that he had chosen a hard tape to snap. About to try and wake his sons even with a muffled voice, the rat was stopped by hearing the raspy harsh voice next to his ear. "I wouldn't wake them. After all, you wouldn't want them to see their sensei in such a...compromising position."

Splinter balled his fists up as he growled lowly. It was true, especially now that he was aware what was pressing into his ass. The voice continued in it's hushed tones. "I know what you do to them now. Making them wet your dick using either end. I think it's time you learned how it feels." The rat shuddered lightly, knowing he was trapped in this situation. He could wake his sons, but they would see him dominated. The other option was to lose his cherry to Leatherhead, whom he had deduced as his attacker. Neither were goods options for him but his ears flattened as he closed his eyes. He'd rather be raped then lose his sons's respect and dignity.

Splinter felt as the alligator shifted a little, placing his tip against his virgin tailhole. He could feel the slick pre soaking his ring before he let out a muffled noise of pain. Leatherhead hadn't wasted time going slow at all, shoving the entire pointed cock head into his popped cherry ass. The rat's ear flicked as one of his son's shifted in their sleep, eyes lightly tearing up at the pain in his backside. He clenched hard around the invading member, feeling a strange stirring in his own loins.

Leatherhead hissed softly in pleasure as he ruptured the rat's cherry, breaking it open on his black shaft. He kept his hand firmly on Splinter's muzzle, to keep the rat quiet as well as enjoy the total control it gave him. Thrusting hard already into the tight warmth that was the rat's ass, the alligator's ridges sinking into the ring as Splinter let out small muffled noises, eyes closed as a few tears ran down the fur. Leatherhead felt slightly bad about how forceful he was being, but his lust was overpowering his normal thinking and telling him to breed the rat hard.

Drawing back his hips, the alligator pushed back in hard, moving the rat under him as he got closer to his base with every powerful thrust. His groin felt the furry rump press onto his scales and Leatherhead let loose a feral grin. Pulling back to his tip, he lunged into Splinter's awaiting body, pre soaking the lining and reducing friction. The rat was shaking under his body, though it seemed like the pain was lessening as the spasming ass and tears were running dry. The pre wasn't though, as it leaked from the hole being pounded and matted the fur and dripped lightly to the floor.

Splinter's teeth were clenched like his fists were, feeling every inch and ridge of the alligator driving again and again into his depths. At first it had hurt, but now it felt...strange. Good even. It showed as well as the rat's dick had emerged from it's home and was filling out the front of his fundoshi. More than just filling, it was leaking, a dark spot having formed and was dropping to the floor now and then with every rutting thrust. The rat's body felt like lightning was coursing over his nerves, his pleasure spiking higher and higher, even with Leatherhead forcing him into this.

It was with a muffled moan that stirred the turtles in their rest that Splinter hit his highest point. His cock pulsed before it shot out his sticky white load that backwashed on his groin as well as spilled through the fabric of the rat's underwear. His spasming rear clenched on the alligator's dick, making Leatherhead thrust all the harder and prolong the rat's orgasm. Splinter felt as the alligator hilted hard inside of him, spilling warmth into his depths even as he floated on a cloud all his own.

The alligator shoved himself in the rat's backside when he felt the repeated clenching of the other's orgasm. Out and in again, he repeated a third time before hilting and hissing through his teeth. His dick throbbed as it shot rope after rope of his hot cum into the dirty older rat. Both panting, Leatherhead looked down at the mess he'd made of the rat's ass, still buried deep but leaking seed even now. Grinning, he grabbed the cheek and squeezed, a small whine coming to his ear slits from Splinter. With a grin, he leaned down to whisper into the used rat's ear. "Come to me anytime you want another round." A smirk as the alligator tore through the tape, pulling his wet dick from the tailhole of the rat. Softly, Leatherhead padded from the lair, entering the sewers and slinking back to his own home.

Splinter lay panting, his muzzle parted as his tongue lolled out. He had been forced into a sexual act that he wasn't entirely sure was forced anymore. Groaning lightly, he stretched and stood on wobbling legs as he felt seed drip from under his tail and down his legs. His fundoshi was a mess and so was the floor. Tired as he was, Splinter couldn't leave the evidence of what Leatherhead had done to him there. Taking his underwear off, the rat cleaned himself up a little before working on the floor with the used item. There was no masking the smell or removing all the evidence, but as Splinter stood and looked over the scene, it would be passable.

Taking the cloth, the rat moved to his room as he slid the door open. Placing the cloth behind a pillow to keep it hidden, he grabbed another cloth and tied another fundoshi about his groin and headed back out. As much as he'd rather be in his room, it would likely make the turtles more suspicious and get closer to learning the activity. With a sigh, the rat laid back down on the ground, head on the pillow as he thought about how much he had enjoyed being fucked by the alligator. Rolling over, he sighed again and decided to meditate on it when he wasn't so tired.