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Master Splinter's Nights: A Night with Raphael by tannim April 18, 2016

Raphael had grown tired of attempting to sleep. His body didn't want sleep. He stood at the doorway, watching the sleeping form in the dim light. It wanted almost anything but sleep, but what He wanted, was Splinter.

Splinter's tail and head were all that were visible under the covers, but his father's figure was fairly well outlined under the thin sheet on that hot summer night. A lamp in the other room gave plenty light for Raphael to see by as he slipped in. Any fears of his brothers waking and finding them together were put out of his mind by the erection demanding attention between his legs.

Raph tugged the sheet up and flicked it over to the side of the bed in one quick motion. Splinter didn't stir. The turtle very slowly eased himself onto his father's bed and sat for just a few seconds, watching the man breath. His own breathing was heavy from anticipation and it was hard to keep it quiet. Once he'd settled he let his gaze drift to his sensei's groin and the rat's soft penis resting there. Now he just had to wake him.

Even soft, his master's dick was very hot in his hand. He squeezed and lightly tugged at it, then leaned down to kiss it. The teen couldn't resist a loving lick before bringing his other hand down to his own cock to give it just a hint of attention while waiting.

Raphael enjoyed feeling his master's manhood stiffen in his grip. It's small soft length swelled slowly as the rat's body responded. The soft sigh that escaped his sensei's throat sounded much less peaceful than the breathing before had and he cupped Splinter's balls along with the shaft, wondering how long the gentle stimulation would take to wake him.

He didn't wait long. Splinter awoke after less than a minute of fondling. It had seemed longer to Raphael, but his arousal made him even more impatient than usual. The teen's erection slapped against his shell when he saw his dad finally awake.

"Hello to you, too, Raphael."

Raph said nothing to him, he simply sped his hand up and leaned in to kiss his master's lips. He was glad that Splinter didn't fight the kiss. It gave him the courage to go further.

He slipped his tongue into the kiss, something he'd grown to love, and licked the rat's teeth. After a second he found Splinter's tongue to tease it, too, before breaking the kiss. Still riding the confidence of no complaints, he let go and straddle his father's chest. Splinter's hands cupped his butt and lower shell as soon as he was kneeling over him and Raph gripped his own dick to rub the tip against that cute long goatee hanging from his dad's chin.

"I made you breakfast, Master." It sounded horrible saying it, but it had sounded clever earlier.

The smile Splinter gave in response was better than he'd expected and felt so good to see. It gave him the confidence to rub his needy cock over his dad's chin and lips for several seconds, trying to paint it with his clear pre. A whim made him stand up with his tip under the rat's chin, making his shaft lift Splinter's muzzle up until it slipped free. Raph grunted in pleased surprise when his master let it bump against his nose when he knelt back down again.

Before he could think to do it again, Splinter caught it in his mouth and the turtle could only thrust forward until his father's nose bumped into his shell with his whole seven inches taken at once. Raphael grunted at the tongue dragging over his shaft and ran his hands over his master's ear and cheek lovingly. He liked Splinter's hands groping his butt and thighs, but simply didn't notice them with the hot muzzle around his dick.

The teen kept his eyes on his dad's face while enjoying his very welcoming mouth. Fear of being told to go had his whole body tense and ready to jump off the bed even with Splinter actively bobbing his head up and down his length. Raph couldn't tell if there was a smile or not behind those sucking lips and even if there was, who knew how far he could push it. It did feel good, though, even if he did wish more focus would be at the tip rather than both tip and shaft.

He tried pulling back to make his dad focus higher up and was glad when his master adjusted to the move. Splinter's tongue scrubbed firmly over his glans and polished all around it with ever increasing pressure, making Raphael slowly lean his upper body forward and pull his hips away further from the growing tension in his groin. He'd never had too much stimulation there before and it was surprisingly intense. A finger probed his butt at the height of that polishing making his hips thrust forward again while his upper body was still trying to double over from the excessive tonguing.

Raph couldn't focus on any one sensation. Splinter made him pull away at first only to have him thrust back into it with the finger. The turtle loved it, though he wasn't sure why it had felt so good or how his dad had made him move so easily. He felt the finger slip out again and relaxed only to have the tongue followed by the finger happen again, and again, until he was automatically pushing his hips forward and back without needing has master overstimulating him. Without realizing it, he'd been pushed into actively thrusting instead of passively enjoying it. He couldn't resist smiling.

Raphael gave a quiet laugh. "Neat trick, Master." Thrusting faster and cupping both of Splinter's ears, he grinned down. "How about this one?"

His dad didn't answer him with his mouth full, but as Raph applied more pressure to ears and then cheeks for better grip, he did slow down. Raphael tried pulling him harder and the rat simply stopped, staring up at him with eyes not showing anything. It took the turtle only a few seconds to realize what he was doing and he jerked his hands away quickly.

"Sorry, Sensei! I guess I got carried away there... Not too good of a trick, huh?"

Raph watched Splinter bobbed his head slowly a few more times, then sighed in disappointment when his dad pulled away. He really had to get over that urge to grab and pull when somebody was sucking his dick! It never helped and always seemed to ruin it for him.

Splinter let go of him entirely after one last kiss to his cocktip. "Perhaps you would prefer a different activity. One in which you can use your hands and hold me as tightly as you like? I'm sure you can find somewhere that will work better for both of us if you move a bit... lower."

"Are you sure?" The excitement in Raphael's voice was clear. He found Splinter's legs spread wide in invitation by the time he'd stood up and got into place between them. Raph gripped his lover's hips and grinned. "Alright then, I think that'll work just right."

The teen didn't think about anything other than mounting his father as he positioned his cock against his dad's hole. He pushed against it, felt a pained grunt, and looked up again at his own name said very sternly. Splinter was sitting up straight with hands clenched around the sheet.

"Lubrication, Raphael! Do not forget again!"

"AH... right. Sorry, Sensei!" The humiliation of what he'd done brought a deep flush to his cheeks, but it didn't stop him from hopping up to fetch something from a dresser drawer near Splinter's bed.

He'd known he needed lubrication for that. How could he have forgotten? He could feel his father watched him crudely squirting some out and smearing it on and that made it even more embarrassing when it should have been very arousing. If he hadn't forgot he could have shown off. Instead it was rushed and he felt silly for doing it.

A quick wipe over his master's hopefully still welcoming ass to get it slick, too, and Raphael positioned himself again. He was sweating harder after that, even harder still when he cleaned his hands off with a towel so he wouldn't get everything slimy with lubricant and had to get into place a third time. There were always problems when he rushed things.

"Ok, ... Ready?"

"If YOU are ready this time, my son, then yes."

Raphael looked down at his slick shaft, then at his master's slick furry buttocks. He was ready, his dad was ready. What else was there? Splinter's erection didn't even register with him as he guided his dick into place again and gripped the rat's hips.

"I am VERY ready, Sensei. Here goes."

Splinter winced at the sudden push. Even with being told before, Raphael still didn't think to prepare a hole before trying to force his way into it. Lubricant was plenty as far as he was concerned. The wince did make him pause, though he didn't stop or pull back. He stared at his father's muzzle and pushed in again, pausing once more after another wince.

"Is something wrong? I got us all nice and slick already! You sure are tight... feels really good."

"I'm... glad for you, Raphael." Splinter's voice and body were strained but his expression relaxed again after several more seconds.

The turtle teen shrugged it off. His body wanted to finish and he hadn't heard a complaint. Maybe his dad was just a bit oversensitive after being woken up so late or early or whatever time it was. All that really mattered was how good Splinter's rump felt squeezing around the first three inches of his dick and how good it would feel when it had him all the way in.

Pulling back out drew a grunt of relief from his master that made him smile. Now his lover was getting into it! He shoved in and jerked back out rapidly after that, trying to force himself deeper each time and enjoying the way Splinter's face and hands contorted in response.

Raphael tugged his sensei's hips up higher and growled. "Almost all...in..."

Splinter relaxed greatly after the first twenty seconds of rapid entry and his son was glad to see it. The tense frown curved up to a faint smile and the turtle was having a much easier time sinking in. Whatever was wrong was gone and he felt his father's furry rump press against his upper thighs and shell. All the way in and he immediately pulled all the way back out, save for the tip to do it again, finally building up a real rhythm that he could ride to the end.

Keeping his hands holding tight and his eyes running over his dad's lovely well toned body, Raphael lost himself in the joy of sex. His hips pumped in as steadily as he could until both he and Splinter were rocking in time to the motion. He was glad to feel his lover push toward his thrusts once they got into rhythm.

Splinter's firm cock bounced against his shell and made Raph smirk but he didn't think to grab it while holding on. His own took almost all his attention as it sank into that welcoming ring time after time. The pleasure was building much faster than it had with the oral attention and the view was so much better. His father couldn't complain about him grabbing his ears again, either. It was so hard not to hold them when they stuck out so well just begging to be held.

Raphael let his smirk change to a full smile as he thought about holding them and fucking Splinter's muzzle as fast as he'd like. He sped up in his father's ass to match pace with those thoughts. The bed creaked with his much wilder thrusts rocking it as well as them much harder. The growing tingle of orgasm urged him on, demanding he finish as soon as possible.

He watched Splinter's chest rising and falling rapidly with the excitement and strain of it through half open eyes. His own shallow breathing made it hard to concentrate anymore, even to just watch his dad's body. Raph's wild thrusts turned into frantic jabs seconds before he finished and he leaned over his lover to push down on Splinter's hips while slamming in one last time and holding himself in place fully inside shell to rump, spraying his semen in and riding that blissful pleasure.

He wasn't sure how much he pumped in, but it felt like it was more than he'd ever shot. His eyes clenched throughout the orgasm and he held on tight for several seconds after it finished. Only when his afterglow had faded did he managed to relax his grip and fall back to the bed on his butt.

Raphael grinned goofily at Splinter. "That was great, sensei!" He panted hard to catch his breath again. "I really needed that."

"You are, erm, most welcome, Raphael. Now what about..."

The turtle pushed himself up, interrupting. "I'll let you go back to sleep now. Sorry I wok, ERG!"

He didn't even see Splinter lean up or the hand yanked him back down by the neck of his shell. There was a blur as the room spun and Raphael's words were cut off by his father's erection stuffed in his mouth. Raph didn't try to suck it, he was too busy staring at his master's angry eyes in shock.

"How dare you come into my room, wake me up, and not give ANYTHING back during sex?!" Splinter pushed roughly on the back of his head while speaking and Raph couldn't breath with the rat's groin squished against his nose and lips. "A lover should not be so selfish, Raphael! I taught you and your brothers to be considerate of others' needs, and you WILL be!"

Raphael tried to speak around his dad's cock but the hand holding his head down wouldn't let him pull back enough. He couldn't look up along Splinter's body to see the rat's face, either. All he could see was his sensei's firm velvet furred abs and groin.

"I am very disappointed in you, my son. I should not have to make you do something like this for me after I gave so freely of the same just minutes before!" The hand let up, but when Raphael lifted his muzzle off he was shoved right back down. "Since you will not choose to do it, consider this a lesson in what you should and WILL do in the future."

Again the hand let up and Raph tried to speak and lift away, but all he managed to do was cough when Splinter once again pushed him back down. He didn't try to pull away when the pressure eased again. The frustration and anger he felt at having his head held down were nothing compared to the shame he felt for not even thinking to give anything back initially.

It wasn't like he didn't like his sensei's cock taste. He did like it. He liked the texture of it and the subtle clean musk of it. It was fun to do it, too, even if he just used his hands. Why didn't he just grab it and play with it? Because he was too distracted with himself, as always.

Raphael shut his eyes and actually sucked on his father's erection without trying to pull away or protest. He brought his hands up to rub at the rat's inner thighs and hoped to make up for it with pleasing him. After a several seconds of sucking he dared to lift his head up and wasn't instantly shoved back down, though the hand on his head never pulled away, even after he sank back down again.

Splinter's hips pushed up to meet him, making Raph gag when it poked the back of his throat again. He pulled up immediately and tried again. After a few more tries they steadily figured out the rhythm. With Splinter pushing in rougher than his son had expected and Raphael bobbing up and down just right to take it.

Despite the occasional gagging, the turtle found himself enjoying it. He liked feeling his master being rougher and more wild than he had in the past. Raph wondered if he should make Splinter angry before sex next time. He was still wondering it when a finger slid down his rump and pressed roughly into his unprepared ass.

Raphael jerked his head up again to protest at the sudden pain of entry but was shoved right back down. His master's finger pulled out almost immediately after penetrating him but again rubbed over it and pushed in just a second later. Splinter's teasing finger forced it's way in a little deeper each time but always pulled back out to rub around the turtle's sweaty crease before each re-entry.

The sweat helped make the entry more bearable but it wasn't until his dad's finger slid around Raphael's dick and gathered up spare lubricant that it went in comfortably. Another push sank in with the teen tense until he realized how smoothly it sank in. Raph took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief. Taking something dry was really uncomfortable.

Splinter fingered his hole steadily while holding the turtle in place. Raphael relaxed greatly around the finger, barely clenching after a minute and was enjoying himself again. He felt the slick sensation on his tongue of his father's precum and could feel the rat's pulse racing through the throbbing in his dick. His dad was really getting excited.

Raph moved pushed his hands up further to rub his sensei's balls while sucking, then slipped one further still under to probe at his ass too. He'd just gotten the finger touching the hole when the pressure on his own hole and head disappeared. They gripped his shell almost immediately and he yelled in surprise as he was hoisted up and thrown up into the air, spun, then slammed back down face up on the bed.

"Huh...Wha' happened..."

Splinter's muzzle was suddenly pressed nose to nose with him with the rat staring into his eyes. "I happened."

Raphael hadn't even seen his father move, though he was still stunned from the sudden spin and flip in the air. He could feel the large masculine figure over him, but when he tried to look down Splinter's lips pressed to his and forced him to look back up with a kiss. After the kiss, he felt more than just the figure over him. He felt Splinter's stiff wet shaft push right into his well fingered and relaxed ass, bringing a loud groan from his throat at the unexpected but easy entry.

"Now it is my turn, Raphael."

"Oh." It wasn't much, but it was all he could think of after being mounted so suddenly.

Splinter gripped his shell to keep the teen from moving too much, but Raph had no plans to move anyway. The entry had been fairly comfortable despite how unexpected it was and the feeling of inner stretching from holding his father inside was fun. Everything his master had done had felt nice enough and he wanted to keep it going and would have even if he hadn't still been upset with himself for not even thinking to give anything back.

The anger on Splinter's face softened after the kiss and Raphael felt a little better for it. He tried to keep the guilt off his face while lightly gripping his lover's wrists to show he wasn't going anywhere. After failing so badly, he had to at least try to make up for it and he lifted his hips to give his lover a little easier access.

Raph stared up at his dad when Splinter leaned back up straight. His father stared right back at him keeping their eyes locked together. It was hard to keep the flush off his cheeks and he was sure he failed as the big masculine figure kept rocking his hips forward with his stiff cock slipping in and out with them.

He opened his mouth to say he was sorry, but shut it again when Splinter lifted a hand to his lower jaw. Apparently he didn't want more discussion as the anger turned to a smile when Raphael shut his mouth again. The turtle managed a smile of his own to match it, though it turned into more of a grimace when his father's hand dropped from his chin to grab his semi-stiff dick instead.

Splinter squeezed it in time to his own plowing inside and Raphael grunted in pleased surprise. His cock was still somewhat sensitive from his orgasm, but since it was just a squeeze and not a stroke it was bearable and even pleasant. He could feel his insides squeezing hard around his sensei's shaft in response without him even thinking about it.

Raph clenched hard when he realized he should try to make it more enjoyable for his partner. He was rewarded with a groan and tried to hold onto that clench to keep himself as tight as he could. Splinter sped up into it and the squeezes around his cock sped up with his pace, but his father's expression didn't change and eyes never left his son's. He couldn't hold the tightness too long, but the smile stayed at least, so he hoped he was doing a good job.

The hand on his cock let up when he did, but it didn't let go. Splinter kept playing with it while stuffing his own inside. He seemed to be getting closer, though. Raph blinked hard and realized that his father was leaning over him again, very slowly. The rat let go of his shell to support himself when he leaned all the way over for another kiss.

It went on for several seconds, all the while Splinter gave and Raphael happily received. He could feel the big form above him tensing constantly. His father's hips weren't pushing in as smoothly as before, the sound of his breath said it was rapid and shallow, and even his lips twitched throughout the kiss. Splinter was close and getting closer. Raphael wanted to make the orgasm special, but he couldn't think of anything he could do to make it so. His arms couldn't reach anything that would make a difference and his legs were holding his hips up a little higher. Height that wasn't really needed with his dad hunched over him.

Raph wrapped his arms around his lover and hugged loosely, hoping to keep the kiss going until he could do the only thing that popped into his head. He let his hips drop and wrapped his legs around Splinter's hips so he could help drive the rat's hips faster with his lower legs. A brief widening of his sensei's eyes were the only response, but it was a response and that made him proud. It could be hard to get any visual reaction from his father sometimes.

He let his arms let go of the hug to simply hold his dad's shoulders throughout the kiss. Splinter only broke it to arch his back and cum. His hips slammed in hard once, twice, then held in place while Raphael felt the powerful pulsing and the subtle pressure of each spurt inside his bowels. It was a welcome presence inside and the teen wanted as much in there as he could milk out of his partner.

Splinter didn't breath much throughout the orgasm, but when his pleasure faded he huffed loudly while trying to catch his breath. He simply lay on top of his son and they both held each other throughout his afterglow. Raphael let his own heavy breathing mix with Splinter's as he ran his hands over the rat's firm body.

"I'm sorry I didn't think to give back, Sensei."

"I know." Splinter took a long deep breath. "A body is very selfish while young, especially when it is on the edge of maturity. I'll just have to teach it not to be through frequent repetition." He let go of his son's spent but nearly full cock and gave it a firm pat. "But that will be for later. For now, we both need sleep."

"Can I sleep with you tonight?"

"Of course." Splinter pushed himself off and sat up just long enough to give one last squeeze to the teen's dick. "But ask before you do anything with that in the morning. I may have a use for it."

Raphael heard him roll over and simply stared at the ceiling for several seconds. Had that actually happened? Yes, it had. He smiled and rolled over to wrap his arms around and cuddle against his father before trying to sleep. It would happen again, too.