Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - The Bunny Hop
#5 of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - More Than Brothers
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - More Than Brothers series These stories are based on a mixture of the TMNT comic universe and the New TMNT 2003 Cartoon series universe. This basically means three things: 1) All the turtles have tails. Just like real turtles. 2) The age distribution from oldest to youngest goes: Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, Michelangelo. 3) The storyline of the first several stories is that of the TMNT 2003 series. This is just to give them some context and a starting point for the author, so maybe later stories will be written to fit into the storyline of the old cartoon series. Nobody knows yet. The usual disclaimers apply. We don't own the Turtles, this is fanfiction. All credit for their creation goes to Mirage Studios. Don't read it if you're not old enough. Author's remarks: This is another one of those stories I've always wanted to do. Again, it's not in the storyline of the others, hence the lack of chapter number. It's just something on the side like the Nexus Nightlife one that I've been wanting to write. We'll get back to the main story soon, promise!
- * * The Bunny Hop By [email protected] A bright flash illuminated the dull yellow walls as a blue light bathed the surroundings in its eerie glow. The empty air ripped apart in the sudden appearance of a swirling portal - a gateway held open only by magic that defied reality. Out of the door stumbled a shadowy figure as he passed between worlds, having nearly fallen on his face after tripping over one of Michelangelo's lost toys that were strewn randomly about the lair with the apparent intent to injure whoever would be foolish enough to live there. It was not exactly a graceful entry, but the whole 'portalling around' thing was not as easy as it looked. The long-eared figure dusted himself off and looked around the empty place. The lights were off in most places, the realization suddenly reaching Usagi that he might have been dumped into the timeline in the middle of the night. He did not exactly have a watch set on Earth-time or anything. "Hello..?" The lapine called out with a slight perk of his ears. No reply came after the echo of his call dissipated away to silence. Usagi started looking around, poking his head into the various rooms in turn. The kitchen was empty, but still carried the tasty smell of warm pizza. The Laboratory was empty, and the Storage Room was also empty. "Usagi?" Came a sudden, baffled voice from behind him. The bunny spun around rapidly, coming nearly face-to-face with an old, familiar friend. "Splinter-san!" He had lost his cool for a moment out of sheer joy at the reunion, but quickly resumed his samurai posture and gave a deep bow of respect. The grey rat just chuckled and bowed back immediately after stepping over and hugging his old friend tightly. Usagi was a bit nervous at the sudden show of affection, but he did manage to give the old rat a good squeeze in return. "What brings you here, my son?" Asked Splinter. "I was searching for Leonardo. Is he around?" The rabbit looked enthusiastic rather than urgent, but Splinter had to ask anyway. "Is something wrong?" "Not at all." Usagi assured with a shake of his head. "I just thought I could visit for a while." "Train a little, maybe?" The bunny grinned. Splinter only smiled, "Of course, my friend. You are welcome to stay as long as you like." "Thank you, master." Usagi bowed deep again in appreciation and Splinter mimicked the motion. Splinter could certainly understand the ronin's desire to train with a sword fighter of his own caliber. It was difficult to find a worthy challenge at his level of skill, or at least someone you could learn a few new tricks from. "Unfortunately they are all out for the night. I'm not even sure what they are up to anymore. I only get a report if I ask them for it afterwards." Splinter gave a small sigh and looked the samurai bunny over. "But no matter. Come, meditate with me. I just warmed a kettle of saké." Splinter led the way into his chamber and closed the rice paper door behind his guest while he stepped out of his Japanese sandals to walk into the room on his bare feet. They both kneeled on the mats next to the low table, Splinter placing his walking stick on the floor next to him. Drinks were then poured for both of them. Usagi raised his cup and bowed his head before sipping it; Splinter merely downed the whole cup in one go. The warm rice wine tickled his throat on the way down and left his mouth somewhat dry on the inside. "Mmm.. good?" He questioned his visitor. "Very good, Splinter-san." Usagi agreed and gulped a little faster, not about to be outdone by an old rat. More saké was poured and the unique flavor soon colored both their breaths. It helped loosen up the conversation a great deal and Usagi was soon telling about his latest journeys and his search for masters who could teach him. Thus far he had not been quite as successful as he had hoped, so now he had decided to take a break from his quest and come visit the turtles for a while. "You know you are always welcome in our home." Splinter smiled in a bit of a haze from the kettle of saké they had emptied between them. Usagi gave a smirk and nodded a few times. He pulled his dual sword sheaths out of his belt and placed them next to him on the floor. "I was wondering, Splinter-san. Would you impart your knowledge to me in the traditional fashion?" The rat had to think about that one for a few moments before arriving at the obvious question. "Pardon?" He looked puzzled and wondered if the saké was getting to him already. The bunny grinned and moved over next to Splinter on his knees. He put a white paw on the front of the old kimono and pressed his muzzle against the rat's throatfur from beneath. That was about the time that the whole thing dawned on Splinter. In ancient times it was believed that the master could share his knowledge with his student through intimate relations. The idea was that the bond would mystically transfer part of his essence. Of course, such superstition was no longer held seriously, but it still made for a good excuse. "Ahhh.." The rat could hardly suppress his smirk, "You always were a fast learner." The grey, clawed hand to his chest encouraged Usagi to reach behind his neck and untie the straps that held his upper garment in place. It was then a small matter for him to pull off the blue cloth and toss it behind him, revealing his pure white and immensely fluffy chestfur. The Sensei combed his claws through the fur and the strapping young bunny was not afraid to show off his soft, yet muscular frame. He looked puffy like a lamb in some places, but was hard as steel underneath even without the benefit of armor like that of the turtles. Usagi slipped a paw into the open part of Splinter's kimono and brushed across his chest inside it, moving down to his belly and feeling around there. The rat certainly was not devoid of muscles either, but he hid them well underneath the coat of long, grey fur. Their muzzles met in a kiss. It was not clear who made the first move, but by the time their tongues intertwined it no longer made any difference. A soft sound of sliding fabric met the bunny's ears as the Sensei untied his belt in one smooth motion without breaking the kiss. This allowed for his white paw to move lower and without hesitation he reached around the rat's sheath and sac, cupping them and then stroking all around. He was surprised at the size of the male parts there, apparently the mutation had left more of an imprint there from his rodent side. Splinter delighted in the firm, groping motions and he started to grow hard under the bunny's ministrations, taking the opportunity to slip a paw around to feel Usagi's solid rump. The samurai broke the kiss and flexed his rearmuscles to show off for the fondling paw while his muzzle sought the fuzzy grey chestfur of the rat to lick and nibble. He snuck a peek down at the red flesh growing rigid between his fingers and moved his paw from fondling the heavy sac of the rat to stroking the shaft, which immediately sprang to attention at the feathery touches of his white, furry fingers. The bunny's buckteeth found their way to grey shoulderfur and started nibbling around it quite effectively. A lash of the rat's ropey tail and a nearly suppressed little groan clearly indicated that his Master was ready for more. He rose to his feet right in front of the kneeling Sensei and untied his belt so his last piece of black clothing could fall to his ankles and reveal his fully naked body. A somewhat smug grin plastered his face when he looked over the ruffled up old rat, his red kimono completely undone from its usual state of folded perfection. The front was open, baring himself to the world and it was pulled down over one of his shoulders as well. His Master did not seem to care, however, and Splinter just leaned forward to press his long muzzle against the bunny's exposed equipment, sniffing curiously and licking here and there. The distinctly pink cocktip peeked out of its snow white confines and reacted well to licks and nuzzles. Usagi churred at the nice attention and stretched himself out with his arms above his head as he stepped out of the black pants that had kept him decent just a moment ago. He even dared to slip his semi-erect bunnyhood between the rat's sharp teeth and was rewarded with a strong and sudden suckle, which made him gasp and swell against the soft tongue beneath it. It was difficult to determine whether it was the saké or the passion that had gotten to his brain and throttled any clear thoughts at this point, but regardless of which, Usagi turned around and with a swift arm cleared the low table of everything on it before he got down on all fours and bent over with his rear facing his Sensei. The two cups and the weaved foodmats fell to the floor; the empty kettle rolled a bit further and dropped its lid, but was blessedly empty. Its previous contents now occupying the minds of the two lustfilled furries in the room. There was no need for words between the two of them, they each knew their role to play. Splinter slipped fully out of his kimono when he leaned forward and left it draped across his prehensile tail, which tossed it aside to get it out of the way. The fully naked rat mounted his young lover with little hesitation, stopping only to brush his claws through the fur of the small tailstub just above his rear that was normally hidden away. A satisfied smile dominated the dirty old rat's features at the chittering sound of tension from the creature below him as he stuffed his fluffy little tail full of ratcock. Clawed hands grabbed around the bunny's sides and held on to him as Splinter stepped up the pace rapidly, rumbling with enjoyment at the bunny's pained little twitches each time he reamed him fully. Usagi kept his elbows pushed down hard against the table as his torso hovered just above it, using it as a bit of leverage to raise himself up higher than he would have been had he reclined onto all fours. His knees were on Splinter's sitting mat and offered a cushion of protection against the hardwood floor, especially as the thrusts grew harder and more insistent from behind. Like a good student he took it without complaints, letting his Master rut his pretty little bunnyass as rough as he liked. It would seem Splinter knew that as well, because the humping grew deeper and more fevered. He almost went out of his way to please himself instead of his student, but such were the traditions. The battering motions made it evident that the old rat still had hindmuscles as strong as an ox, and he reached forward to pull off the headband that kept Usagi's ears tied together. The new position doubled the heated chirrs of the samurai and Splinter proceeded in this direction, leaning over all the way until his belly and chest pressed down on the furry white back. He thoroughly enjoyed the way his young lover's floppy ears bounced and danced in front of him with each hard buck he received up his rear and which made his strong form shake. Usagi's rump was rock hard, barely budging whenever Splinter slammed his hips full force against it, but it still made the bunny *squeafle* in moaning cries to feel the thick ratdick bury itself to the root into his tight tailhole. He splayed his ears and hung his head between his shoulders a bit, feeling every strand of grey fur brush across and mingle with his own, creating static jolts of electricity that crackled from the intense pounding he took. Under the fierce treatment he found solace in the way the rodent's heavy balls smacked against the back of his own. There was something soothingly reassuring in those warm, yet brief meetings and it made him drip precum onto the mat at his knees from his own pink erection that hung below his belly. Splinter's own heaving breath was easy for the long bunny ears to pick up, and he eventually had to move his paws away from Usagi's sides of fear that his claws would dig in a little too deep in the throes of passion. He placed them on the far side of the table next to Usagi's own wrists and gripped the table tightly. His paws were used to pull himself forward faster while thrusting as well, footclaws digging into the wooden floor for traction as he reamed the bunny fully. The lacquered table would only suffer some small scratches around the edge, it was a sturdy construction after all. Splinter listened to his student's moans and chitters, and just loved the way he bent over and dutifully took the aggressive jabs up the tail, all to please his Master. It was easy for the old rat to work his way to the border of absolute pleasure under these conditions, and the idyllic setting was interrupted only by the sudden ominous rumble of the elevator just on the other side of the wall. The next thrust faltered and a sudden chilling sensation went down both of the lovers' spines at that moment. Not about to be deterred by such small details as his sons arriving home, Splinter sped up frantically to a raging pace that made Usagi cry out, and in a few seconds he himself gave off a resounding *SQUEAK* of pleasure as he blew his load into the sore bunnyass. Usagi could hear the table creak as his Master's claws dug into it and spray after spray of thick ratcum guzzled warmly into his rear and filled him up. The metallic slide of the elevator doors spelled certain doom, but fortunately they were both down to the panting and quiet groaning stage by the time they heard footsteps in the hall, even if he could still feel the strained twitch of Splinter's cock embedded deep in his tailtunnel as it squirted more of his seed into his student. "Yo, master Splinter. We're home!" Michelangelo's voice rang through the lair and made both of their hearts skip a beat. A sort of dull panic spread between them, since they were both still buzzing in the afterglow. Splinter pulled out and left an invisible streak of white down the bunny's inner thigh. He got dressed quickly and tied his kimono as neatly as usual. Yet in the midst of the chaos, he could not help but grin and at the chirbling bunny who was lying flat where he had fallen, drooling lightly down his chin and with one limp ear draped across his forehead. A grey paw slapped the firm, white rumpfur and snapped Usagi out of his daze again. "Get dressed. We don't want my sons to find you naked and bent over my coffee table. They might get the wrong impression." Splinter winked at the rabbit. Usagi grinned and rolled off the table, scrambling to get his clothes on again. Outside the others were rummaging about; the blare of the TV drowned out most other sounds and a scent of warming pizza was starting to spread. Once dressed, Splinter took a deep breath and opened the door. "Welcome back, my sons. We have a visitor." He stood aside to reveal the big secret just as everyone stopped in place and turned to look. "Eeey! Usagi!" The crowd cheered. The samurai bunny bowed to them all in his usual quiet manner. Michelangelo waved from the couch, obviously too busy watching TV to come over and properly greet visitors from other dimensions. Donatello smiled and waved from his workbench at the other end of the lair before he popped his welding mask down again and continued working on... whatever contraption he was working on at the moment. Splinter casually made his way into the kitchen to get some black tea heated. "Good to see ya, bunnyboy." Raphael bumped Usagi's shoulder sorta roughly and smirked before he went over to work on the punching bag. Leonardo was naturally the one most overjoyed at the reunion and he grabbed his friend and hugged him tightly right in the middle of the lair. The sudden joy turned to wonder and Leonardo blinked at the bunny somewhat confused. Usagi's sheepish expression and the blush beneath his white fur could easily be attributed to his more rigid upbringing in a culture where people do not touch each other that much, but it was actually due to the fact that Leonardo had clearly felt the bunny's erection rub against his lower plastron in the hug. Leonardo grinned and let his friend go again. "Hey guys, I'll show Usagi around our territory, alright?" "Yeah, whatever," was the general consensus and the two of them snuck off quickly. They had barely made it out of the sewer pipe and into the nearest junction before Leonardo grabbed his bunny friend and pulled him up close, this time letting the two of them rub lewdly against each other while their lips met in a deep kiss. The taste of saké was evident to Leonardo's tongue. A green hand brushed down the back of the bunny and grabbed his rump, giving it a squeeze and making him wince at the soreness. He tried to disguise it as a moan and bit a little into Leonardo's tongue with his front teeth, managing to reignite the passion between them. Fantasies swirled through their minds of all the things they did not get to do last time they met at the Battle Nexus. "I've missed you." Their lips had parted again and Leonardo licked his beak. "And I you, my friend." Usagi smiled and ran a caressing paw down the side of the turtle, finally settling it on his thigh and scritching there. He kept forgetting that the unarmored parts of a turtle where they could actually feel anything were limited. Leonardo hugged the bunny close again and untied the straps at his neck, eliciting a quick grin from Usagi. It seemed he could only manage to stay dressed in this place for short periods of time. He let the turtle part the blue shirt at the front and he held his arms stretched backwards so Leonardo could slip it off his shoulders and down on the floor behind him. His green partner bowed down a bit and started licking and nuzzling his bared chest. Everyone loves a fluffy bunnychest, apparently. Those green hands were seeking down his back again and Usagi knew he had to do something before they grabbed his tender rear once more. Leonardo felt warm paws grab his wrists and direct both his hands forward on the other side of his partner's body. He gave a smirk between the tufts of white chestfur his head was buried in and one of his hands grabbed the stiff outline of the bunny's erection through his silken pajamas-like pants while the other one untied his belt a bit urgently. Usagi's moan was mostly drowned out by the cascades of water falling all around them as he felt both the turtle and the last of his clothes go down. It was only then that he noticed he had forgotten his swords back in Splinter's meditation room. Leonardo would be hard pressed to notice something like that at this point, though. He slipped the full, pink bunnycock into his beak and started suckling on it with all the eagerness of the days they had been apart. The samurai tensed up and released a few squirts of precum onto that stroking tongue inside the hot confines of the turtle's mouth. Despite the pleasure, he knew that this would not work for long. They did this the first time as well and their passion demanded something new and naughty with each meeting that could surpass the previous experience. Leonardo nursed on the oozing bunnydick just long enough to get himself stiff and ready, and he finally pulled his mouth off the throbbing length and stood up. He only made it about halfway before Usagi's paws pushed him back on his shoulders and he fell right on his shell, grinning as the white-furred one stepped over and kneeled down behind his spread legs. He reached down to untie his belt, but Usagi's paws stopped him before he could undress. "Leave the swords on." He winked and lifted Leonardo's thighs up on his shoulders so he could make the turtle expose himself completely when Usagi leaned over him. His rockhard bunnymeat was already squirting little clear globs over the turtle's green balls and rump while he got into position; he was as ready as ever. "Is it true what they say about bunnies?" Leonardo grinned up at him. "Every word." The entry came promptly as Usagi pushed forward, bending the green knees down near the turtle's chest and penetrating him deeply; the entire, slick shaft went all the way past the constricting tailring and as deep into the hot turtlerump as it could get. He never gave his partner the time to get used to the idea, he just exploded into a series of rapid humping motions, bunnyfucking him swift and hard. Leonardo groaned out and looked down at his poor rear while the bunny jackhammered it into oblivion. His own shaft needed attention and he reached down between his legs to grab and jerk himself off while his tailring could barely even register how many times that slippery bunnydick pistoned past. The accumulated pleasure of Usagi's previous encounter and the simple fact that bunnies are just overall pretty quick, it only took a minute of panting moans before Leonardo witnessed the spine-tingling ecstasy of his *chirrring* partner spewing his thick lapine seed deep into the firm, muscled turtlebutt that was so accepting of it. "That was quick..." Leonardo grinned widely at the bunny heaving for breath. "Give me.. *pant* ..a minute." He promised and took over the work of Leonardo's hand, using his own to paw him off while the turtle waited for his companion to recover. The strokes kept his green lover warm and happy, and he figured he could at least get two or three orgasms more in before Leonardo had one. Turtles move slower, after all. Leonardo murrrred in contentment and reached down to pull off Usagi's earband, finally leaving him completely and totally naked. His thick green fingers brushed between the long, soft ears; he spread them out wider until they hung down the sides of the bunny's face and then his whole hand gripped tight onto the white neckscruff a bit lower, pushing his white lover's muzzle down over his shaft all the way until the ears draped across his belly. Usagi hardly resisted any of the advances and merely moved his paw down to rub Leonardo's rump instead as his muzzle took over and suckled the swollen, hot turtlemeat. He was careful of his front teeth of course, so his tongue did most of the work. Ah yes, this was shaping up to be a nice vacation away from everything. Even when they were not swordfighting, they could still engage in hard physical exercise. That also meant he could not be exactly sure how much relaxation time there would be involved with this visit.