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Welcome to the B.U.S.T. Club

Episode Six: Welcome to the Sewers

This series contains copyright characters from a number of different series by a number of different companies and they are all copyright their respective owners. All characters featured are over 18 and are conscenting adults in the events that progress. These stories are not for profit and are only for fun... that being said... on with the fun parts.

The 1987 series of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ran for ten seasons of glorious green muscle machines. In that time the four turtles got very very close. While they were raised together, technically they weren't brothers by blood. A few years after their show went off the air, another series started up in 2003 with a different set of the 4 heroes operating in another part of the turtleverse altogether. After that the first fab four turtles of television were able to have some privacy together. Raph and Mona Lisa finally hooked up and Leo ran off with Usagi Yojimbo. Mikey and Donnie found themselves together. At first they were experimenting but then it developed over the years into something more.

They were in love.

They kept it quiet and in time they found out about this secret special place called: The B.U.S.T. Club. They enjoyed quite a lot of time there and had Napoleon to thank for introducing them to it. On this particular night the two mutant ninja turtles, who were no longer teenaged, were going through the art gallery of the club with Donnie looking for a very specific painting.

They must have walked for hours into the deep back recesses of the club. Toon belts were already off but they kept covered up with their trench coats and fedoras and walked barefoot through the seemingly endless halls.

Mikey looked around at the paintings and peered in on a red light to see Jafar in full red, muscular, genie form fucking a whole planet from a space painting. In another he saw Memnon from Hercules the animated series rampaging through a city like a big dicked Gozilla, stomping on car and knocking through buildings with his tremendous cock. In yet another he saw Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck sixty nine-ing with massive muscles writhing against each other in the rubble of what was once a nice Japanese bathhouse.

Michelangelo looked to his brother, "What exactly are we looking for, Dude? All these dudes bangin' is really starting to get me goin' if ya know what I mean."

Donatello looked over to see a huge bulge under the trench coat going half way down to Mikey's knee and snaking even longer still. He chuckled and looked at the paintings, "I know Michelangelo. I know. Trust me on this one, it will be worth the wait."

"I sure hope so, dude," said Mikey.

Donatello pointed to a painting excitedly, "That's it! That's the one I was looking for!"

He ran over excitedly and pointed again. Michelangelo walked up and looked over the painting. It was a painting set in one of the old sets from their show back in the late 1980s. Michelangelo looked unimpressed, "Really dude? You want to go to one of our old sets? We could go to Paris. We could go to the Orient. We could go to the beach, dude! Why do you want to go back to the sewers we used to spend all our time in?"

"Why would I spend all this time looking for just a random old sewer painting?" asked Donnie, "No, this one is a special set that I modified heavily before it was decomissioned. I set up something special so that you could really show off some true turtle power!"

"That sounds most excellent, compadre... but what did you do to the set?" asked Mikey.

Donnie wiggled his eyebrows behind that purple mask, "I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise. Come on, let's make our way in."

Donnie led Mikey into the painting and the light turned red. The pair went through the familiar set and Donnie led further into the sewers before he stopped at a massive underground lair that was carved out. There were locomotives, city busses, tanker trucks, taxi cabs, tanks, and a large contraption in the middle of the giant dome. The contraption was a massive bar with a ring in the middle and the sides of the bar went to either side of the huge dome to what looked like a huge metal ring that went all the way around.

"Holy guacamole! This place is totally tubular, Donnie!" Mikey was so excited that he flexed up immediately. His muscular five foot form suddenly expanded to a hyper muscular ten foot form as he exploded out of the trench coat, his belt, as well as his knee and elbow pads. The only thing he had on now was his orange head band and the orange bands at his wrists. He flexed a few poses, "Ah that's much better."

The turtle with the orange headband's ass was totally exposedin his flexed up form, along with his tail, just under where his shell ended. He turned to face his bro and his massive, two foot long, half hard cock swayed in the breeze with an alarming jiggle that might have scared off any toons that weren't a fan of what he and his bro were into.

Donatello chuckled, "Hey now. Don't leave me behind. It took me a long while to put this playground together for us, Mikey."

The purple loving turtle flexed till he matched his love for size. While his muscles were a little skinnier they would still put any bodybuilder to shame. He walked up and kissed Mikey as the remnants of his guards, belt, and trenchcoat fell to the ground.

"What do you mean it took a long time to put together?" asked Mikey after the kiss.

"Well in my spare time, after we found out about this place from Napoleon I started bringing these vehicles in from the city above after I found this painting then I used some of my invincibolium to make that rod that goes through the middle for something special. Took the nanites months to make that thing. Then they moved the paintings in the gallery around to make room for the new arrivals."

"You did all this for me, compadre?" asked Mikey with a blush.

"Of course I did," Donnie smiled, "I love you so much. I'd do anything for you, Mikey."

They couldn't help but kiss again but then Michelangelo's curiosity got away from him as he walked over to the bar in the middle of the room, right at waist level, "So what is this special bar that took months to make, dude? It looks totally radical."

Donatello wagged a finger at him, "Ah ah ah. That's a special surprise for after we've had our fun playing with the other toys, Mikey."

Michelangelo made a pouty face and clasped his hands together pleading but Donatello put his hands on his hips and just shook his head sternly, "Nope. Not gonna say till it's time... no matter how cute you are. It's too good to ruin."

Mikey smiled and looked around to the other toys, as Donnie put it, "What should we do first, mi amigo?"

Donnie shrugged, "Up to you my dear, Michelangelo."

Mikey thought for a moment and then said, "Be right back! Got an idea dude, just need you..." He picked up Donatello and set him down on the hood of a car, he pushed the purple loving turtle down so that it popped the tires and indented the hood around his muscular rump. Then Michelangelo stood and said, "...to sit right here. Just need to grab something from the old lair."

Donnie sat tight and twiddled his thumbs as he waited for his brother to run off but then he heard the sound of music as Mikey returned. He saw Mikey back shrunk down in his five foot form, only he was wearing clothes now and had a boom box on his shoulder playing a tape of 80s dance music. Donnie smiled as he looked his bro up and down.

Mikey was sporting basketball shorts that hung past his knees, an a-shirt, a zip up hoodie, a backwards baseball cap, workout bands on his wrists and ankles, and a pair of sneakers that stretched tight over his oversized turtle feet. Mikey looked over his dark sunglasses and then set the boombox down, pulling a skateboard out from behind himself. He skated on by and shot a hang loose hand sign on his pass in front of Donnie.

Donatello chuckled and leaned back on the hood of the car, crushing it down under his elbow a bit from his sheer muscle weight. He reached down to start fondling himself when Mikey held up his hand, "No touching yourself. Let me take care of you, amigo."

Donnie was all to happy to comply as the turtle in the late 80s clothes skated around, he watched as Mikey ramped up the back of a car and mid air he flexed and flexed hard. He grew till his leg muscles, cock and balls really filled out those basketball shorts. His feet made quick work of the shoes, his toes ripping out as his heel did the same rendering them more like sandals than sneakers. His chest really filled up that hoodie along with his massive arms, stretching it to the max. He landed with a crash atop that car. The skateboard exploded into splinters under his weight and the roof of the car compacted in completely.

Mikey made an 'oops' face on his landing and then grinned as he hopped off the car and started to really strut his stuff in time to the beat. He danced and swayed with expert movement then found himself in front of a massive eighteen wheeler mac truck with a huge tanker on the end. He did the splits in front of it, facing away from Donnie, then lay down and slid forward. He stood and flexed, his hoodie ripping from his frame as he grew back to his ten foot height. The remnants of his sneakers tore free of the massive, impossibly powerful feet and then he held the mac truck with its tanker over head single handed.

Lucky for him, his basketball shorts stayed on but they looked more like short shorts now and with his cock and balls weighing down the front impressively. That packaged bounced as he walked the eighteen wheeler over to Donnie and stood before his turtle bro. Donnie had a massive erection that stood an impressive three and a half feet out from his muscular frame. He reached up to touch Mikey but his bro slapped his hand away and then wagged a finger at him in time to the music.

Mikey started flexing his free arm in time to the music while pressing the truck up and down in time with the beat at the same time. He brought up one of his massive feet and started to rub Donnie's massive, throbbing, erection with it. Donnie moaned and gripped the car hood as Mikey stepped on his balls, crushing the purple loving turtle down through the engine block till his ass rested on the concrete. The car lay crushed beneath Donnie but his incredible toon strength prevented him from getting hurt during his bro's sexual display.

Mikey stepped back then lowered his foot down onto Donnie's cock and pressed it to the ground with his weight, crushing the remnants car in front of him under that cock. Donnie was too busy gasping and spurting precum out of control as Mikey brought his other foot up and stepped on Donnie's face, shoving his toes into his brother's mouth.

Donnie licked and sucked on those toes with loving care and Mikey moaned, tossing the massive truck behind him and crashing it into a large group of cars behind him. He traded off feet, stepping on Donnie's steel-hard pecs with the foot that was in his mouth and let Donnie worship his other foot instead. Licking over the sole and sucking on his toes. Mikey smiled and started to leak precum through his basketball shorts. It took every ounce of will power he had to keep from getting hard in the middle of that show.

After a few more minutes of foot worship, Mikey stepped off and made his way over to the locomotive just across the way from his brother. Donatello sat up and watched as Mikey lifted the train with a single finger, then slid himself under it so that only his top half was sticking out, then set the train down once more.

Mikey grunted and Donnie just heard the tearing of fabric then a clank. Shortly afterwards there was the screeching of metal and the train slowly lifted up as Michelangelo got hard. His shorts were ripped to shreds and soon the four foot turtle cock had lifted the locomotive off the ground all by itself. Mikey looked to his brother and winked. Showing incredible muscle control he flexed his cock so that it pointed down towards his feet. Then he flexed it again and the train was launched overhead and landed a hundred feet away. On landing it crushed the boom box.

That's when Mikey walked back over to Donnie, his colossal muscles glistening with the sweat after his show for his brother. Donnie was spurting gallons of precum over his brother's masculine form and Michelangelo just rubbed it into his skin like an ointment.

"Did'ja like my little show, compadre?" Michelangelo smiled and gave a few more playful flexes.

"Good greif, Michelangelo... that was so hot," The muscle turtle writhed on the ground. "I can't take much more... or I'll blow my load..."

"Before you do that, Dude, why don't you give me a little show?" asked Mikey, "Surely I can't be the only one who likes to show off like that?"

Donnie calmed himself and rose to his feet, his cock still sticking out straight before him then he focused using his ninja skills to hold back that cum flood, "You're right Michelangelo... and don't call me shirley."

"Dude, are you saying what I think you're saying?" ased Michelangelo.

Donatello flashed him a wink and pointed up very nerd-like as he made a brief point in the nude, "I have the perfect invention for just such an occasion."

Mikey chuckled and watched Donatello head off to the lair. He returned a few minutes later still at his gargantuanly built ten foot height, only his outfit was a bit different. He wore golden bands on his ankles, wrists, biceps, calves, chest, and then four giant cock rings along his three and a half foot long monstrosity.

Michelangelo just watched with his mouth agape as Donnie walked between two tanks and then pulled their barrels to aim towards one another. He bent the barrels into hooks while he squated down. Then he started to wrap those barrels around his massive cock. He stood up and lifted the two tanks by his cock's strength alone.

Donnie flexed his cock as he shifted to flex his calves, the gold metal bands popped off his legs and the shards fell to the floor and with them he got more turned on. His cock expanded and the cock ring closest to the base popped off and in the expansion, the tanks dropped to the ground with a crash. Then Donnie walked over to the locomotive that Mikey tossed with his cock.

The purple-masked turtle bent down in front of the train to show off his powerful ass. It clenched with impossible strength as Donatello picked up the train with both his arms, yet the arm bands managed to creak and stretch a bit rather than pop off at his light flexing. That's when he proceeded to fold the massive train in half over head. In the process of his arms flexing larger and larger, the gold bands popped off and the turn on made his cock flex hard and the second of three cock rings popped off shortly afterwards.

Mikey rubbed his own chest and cock, one hand each as he watched Donatello go to town in their playground. That was when Donnie walked up to his brother and said, "Come with me and then cum with me, Michelangelo."

He gripped Mikey by the cock and led him over to a city bus. He positioned his brother to face the front and then gave a flex of his pecs, ripping the last band off his muscles with a snap. That was when his cock flexed again and his cock ripped free of the final cock ring. He gave Mikey a few cock slaps across his very muscular rump and said, "I'm gonna go over there but then you should come to me once I get there."

Michelangelo didn't fully understand till Donatello walked to the other end of the bus. He tore off the wrist and ankle bands so both turtles were now entirely naked except for their bandanas. He pushed his cock into the back of the bus and then started walking towards Mikey. Michelangelo started walking towards his brother and the pair crushed the bus between their awesome muscular bodies.

When their cock ends touched, Mikey ripped the remnants of the crushed bus out of the way and embraced his brother in a passionate kiss and very tight hug. They made out and french kissed a while as their cocks frotted and they played a bit of footsie down below. Green muscles from both turtles writhed against each other as they felt electricity between themselves with great fervor. After several minutes they pulled from the kiss panting, still feeling each other's muscular bods.

"Dude this is the best ever," said Michelangelo.

"Every moment with you is the best ever," Donatello said blushing at how cheesy he was being.

Mikey started thrusting his cock up between their bodies, spurts of precum splashed their faces, "I'm so close, Dude. I don't know how much longer I can hold off."

"Hold off just a little longer Michelangelo," said Donatello. He pulled away from his brother and then led him over to the large metal disk in the middle of the room. There was a ring in the middle, suspended by metal poles that went to either side of the room, "At least hold off till you and I get to use the last sexual invention I have for this place."

Michelangelo stopped where his brother led him. It was with his cock positioned right in front of the metal ring, "I think I have an idea of what you planned... but just to make sure maybe you should explain it to me?"

Donatello smiled, "Sure thing. This ring and those rods and that disk under our feet are all made from invincibolium. A nearly indestructible material that can support most any weight or stress. Those poles connect the ring to be under the entire city of New York. This way, you can lift the whole city with your cock, while I take you from behind."

Mikey was lost in thought a moment before his look of shock and awe turned to a devious grin, "Well then, compadre. What say I lift this city while you fill me something good."

Mikey wasted no time pushing that ring half way up his cock. He took a few breaths and then gave a flex. The metal creaked but didn't bend as he lifted the entire city of New York with the strength of his cock alone. His whole body flexed as he lifted the whole city and his cock throbbed incredibly hard, swelling in size to really fill out that ring, "Cowabunga dude! This feels incredible!"

Donatello spurted precum all over his brother's backside as he watched the incredible feat of strength, "Cowabunga is right! Oh crap Mikey! I gotta fuck you now!"

Normally able to contain himself, Donnie gave in at long last and shoved his massive cock up his brother's rump in one giant thrust. The whole city lifted further as Donnie's cock flexed and lifted Mikey off the ground so that his feet were hovering a good foot off the metal floor. Mikey moaned and groaned, the near indestructible cock ring was the only thing to keep him from cumming as Donnie flexed his cock up and down in time with Mikey's cock flexes to lift the city up and down for the ultimate cock work out.

It could have been minutes or hours that they fucked and lifted with writhing green muscles that could destroy worlds, but it was hard for them to tell as they were lost in pure pleasure. Then it was time. Then came the cataclysm to bring an end to that painted set.

Michelangelo came first.

His orgasm made his cock swell so much that it burst the invincibolium cock ring which caused the city to hit the ground with an Earth shattering crash. Buildings collapsed above them and subway tunnels below them. The quake only served to entice the orgasms out of the Twenty Something Mutant Ninja Turtles. Mikey's cock erupted with billions of gallons of pent up seed that blasted clear everything before him. He gripped his cock and pointed it upwards which blasted off the roof and everything in the city above them. His eruption put every volcano on the planet to shame... Then came Donatello.

The contractions around the purple-masked turtle's cock that came from Michelangelo's orgasm, drove him past the edge of pleasure. His cock erupted within Mikey and he held his brother firm by the hips to keep him put as his eruption paralleled his brothers in both volume and ferocity. Michelangelo balooned out and put a hand over his mouth as cum began to fire forth. Cum from Donnie's goliath cock erupted out from Mikey's mouth and ass all while inflating him up with a flood that equaled the one his's brother's cock was erupting. It aimed Mikey's cock downward as his belly expanded. This made Michelangelo rocket forward to lay on his massive growing belly, filling the void of tunnel his cum jet carved to the city above. They rose as Donnie humped Mikey's ass with his giant turtle balls slapping his brother's ass hard.

When the orgasms finally subsided, one half of the city lay in waste from being dropped while the other part of that wasteland was covered in turtle cum. Donnie lay atop his brother as they rested in the glow after the orgasm.

Donatello painted as he finally managed to relax but still remained with his huge cock inside his bro. He kissed the back of Mikey's shell, "Can I invent a good time or can I invent a good time?"

"You..." Mikey gurgled and then coughed up a bit of cum before he continued, "You really can do machines. In fact you can do machines for me any time you want, Dude. That was like... totally radical, Donatello. Next time I take you up the ass though."

Donatello chuckled, "Good cause I modified about a dozen more of our old painted lairs to be like this."

"Whoa! Really?!" exclaimed his brother.

Donatello smiled, "Why make one when you can have nanites make a bunch for you at the same time."

"Totally tubular, compadre," said Mikey, "You're my favorite inventor slash scientist for sure, Dude."

"Of course," said Donatello, "What are bros for? You know I love you, right?"

"I love you too, Donatello. I love you so so much," said Mikey. The orange masked turtle then started to flex, compressing down the cum and adding to his muscles. His body swelled and his gargantuan ass eventually engulfed Donatello completely. His sphincter clenched to keep Donnie in one place as the massive turtle swelled till he was eight hundred feet tall of city stomping kaiju turtle muscle.

Mikey looked around the city and stepped out of the hole, crushing small buildings and cars as he walked, "There's still some of the city left standing though. Think we should take care of that? Donnie?"

Michelangelo looked down to his ass, "Oh right..." then he reached between his cheeks and pulled out his brother with a pop as his cock came loose. He set Donatello on the ground as he knelt before his brother, "What do you say? Cum till the world turns white?"

Donatello smiled up at his giant brother in extacy, "A man after my own heart. Well... A mutant anyway."

They both chuckled and then Mikey rose to his feet. He lifted a giant foot over his brother and lowered it down, pressing him between the crumbled street and his massive green toes. Mikey said, "Before we can get to the stomping I think you might need to clean your cum off my stompers first."

Donatello smiled and happily worshipped his brothers feet. He didn't stop till they were spotless.