Date: Sun, 16 May 2010 10:41:43 +0200
From: ROLF erik <budbundy_no@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jonas Loves Robbie. Part 15.

Hi everyone. I must apologize for grammatical and punctuation mistakes in
this chapter. I've had a wonderful editor these past few years but due to
private circumstances, those days have come to an end. If I have any fans
that are willing to take on the mantle of editing, please let me know at
budbundy_no@hotmail.com



CHAPTER 15



"So, Mom, when can I get out of here?" Jonas asked his mother for the
fourth time that morning. His doctor wanted to keep him one more night, but
Jonas wanted to go home. He promised to be careful and not exert himself.
She looked into his emerald eyes, knew he'd nag a hole in her head until he
got what he wanted and finally relented.

"OK, but I want you here for most of the day and we leave later."

Jonas was happy with that. Robbie came over, patted her on the shoulder and
asked if he could come with them.

"We won't do any funnystuff I swear, I just wanna be there for
him. Please?"

She couldn't refuse his big brown eyes either, patted his cheek
reassuringly, telling him he was more than welcome to join them. She only
asked that he helped her make sure Jonas took it easy.

Jonas called for a doctor and told him he was leaving. The doctor
eventually agreed, if he stayed for most of the day, with penty of
reassurance that he would take it slow, stay in bed and not leave the house
for at least four days.

"I'll hold him down myself if I have to, doc," Robbie said.

I bet you will the doctor thought to himself. The closeness between the
boys had not escaped his attention, knowing Jonas' circumstances. He didn't
agree with that kind of life, looking forward to using Jonas for the
deprogramming regiment he was currently working on with a psychiatrist
colleague. But with the death of the white boy's father, whom the doctor
had been in contact with about that very thing, he realised that would no
longer be the case. He hoped the man hadn't used his name during the events
that led to his death.

"I have to go now, Jonas. I promised Natalie I'd spend some time with
her. She's worried about you and..."

Jonas put a finger to Robbie's lips. "That's OK. Just come when I'm leaving
OK. Promise?"

That Robbie promised, gave Jonas a hug, and left. Jonas watched him leave
and his good spirits vanished. Robbie's hug confused him. Whenever he got
one in the past Jonas always hugged back intensely, but today, whenever
they did anything intimate, it just made him feel...cold.

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The basement apartment wasn't particularly big, but very nice an cosy.The
twins did have a room each, a wall had been built in the middle of the old
room, turning it into two. The living room had carpeted floors and the
black couch looked very comfortable. Well known in the room, Colby found
his own way to the couch. Just as Kris was gonna sit down next to him Data
beat him to it, pressing himself down between them.

"Don't mind me, I'll keep the TV down so you can hear eachother."

"OK, Data, you are slowly starting to get on my nerves," Kris said, no
matter how good the boy's arm felt against his own.

"Why complain, my body is just like Colby's, what difference does it make?"

Kris smiled, smiled big.

"Fine." Kris shifted his weight to his hip so he could face them
directly. He put his hand at the top of Data's thigh, his face close to
Data's ear.

"Then you won't mind if I pretend you're Colby then?" he said, teasing
Data's earlobe with his tongue. Kris had never seen anyone move so
fast. Data bounced to his feet, yelling 'what the fuck'.

"What's the problem?" Kris asked innocently. "It can be hard telling you
apart."

"OK, fine, you win. Jeez, I'm outta here, maybe the girl is in the park
still." Data said and quietly left.

Colby burst out laughing as he heard his brother vanish up the stairs and
slam the door hard.

"That was great," he managed to giggle out eventually.

Kris sat back next to him, real close, nothing in the way anymore. "It does
make a diffference you know," he said. "Hot as he is, he's not you."

Colby sat a little sideways himself, facing Kris. "Would you terribly mind
a kiss?"

"No," was the simple answer.

Pent up eagerness and all, they took it slow. Kris grabbed onto Colby's
lower lip with both of his own. They held it for a while as Colby's hand
found it's way to Kris thigh. He was till very tentative, like it was a
very bold move for him. Kris eventually pulled back, wanting to look at
Colby some more, memorize his face for the weeks they would be apart. The
first thing he saw was how nervous Colby was.

"What's wrong? You look scared."

Colby shook his head, dismissing it, but it was till written on his
face. Kris didn't get it.

"What is it, are you nervous? Things went so well, the last time we were
alone."

"I guess, I'm just inexperienced at this...uhm...don't know what to
expect."

A lightbulb went off in Kris head.

"Listen, I told you that I like you, right?" A nod. "Well, it's more than
that. We haven't known eachother long, but...I really, really care for
you. That means I could never hurt you. I don't expect anything from
you. Whatever happens between us it's up to you. So if you're sitting there
afraid I'll accept nothing but fucking your brains out, well...don't."

A relieved burst of laughter this time. Colby reached his hand out and
touched Kris' cheek.

"You're really funny, you know that? And thank you, I feel better now. Oh
and...I care for you too."

"Awwwwwww. How romantic. I think I'm gonna cry," a voice said from the
stairs. Kris bounced to his feet.

"That's it! Data, I hope you're a fast runner." In just his socks, Kris
chased the smaller boy up the stairs.

Shaking his head Colby waited for Kris to come back. And the sooner the
better. The way Kris had sucked on his lower lip earlier...God, how he
wanted more. Kris' lips was so sweet tasting, like a berry, though Colby
couldn't decide which one. Living in his world of darkness, Colby had found
it true what they say, that all your other senses hightened to make up for
the loss. The way Kris smelled...sigh!!! Then a body was next to him,
holding his hand, another hand snaking across his stomach.

"What did you do with Data?"

"How did you know I wasn't him, you tell our hands apart or something?"

"First of all, I wouldn't put it past Data to do that. He can be such a
sick little fucker. Second, as to telling you apart..."

Colby put his hand on Kris' chest and then his leg. "Cotton shirt, shorts
nylon, boxers cotton too. AXE spray deodorant, Head and Shoulders shampoo,
citrus fresh. You didn't shower today, it's a faint lefover smell from
yesterday. "

"Wow, that's pretty amazing. Great senses. Why didn't you hear Data in the
stairs?

"Too horny, especially from the regular, delicious, distinct boys smell no
amount of lotions can hide from me."

"Lucky you. As for Data, trust me, he won't be back, he's probably looking
for the girl."

"Good luck with getting her. He and I look 11 years old."

"Works for me," Chris finished, before resuming his kissing. Hand still on
his thigh, Colby accidentally brushed by Kris groin which was massively
hard. His hand went away to Kris' disappointment. Colby's kissing got more
urgent though. Kris pulled him down into the couch and positioned himself
to hover over him, denying him the weight of his body, but holding the
kiss. Colby's bottom lip was back in Kris' mouth. Kris pulled on it until
it slipped out, then used the tip of his tongue to glide along Colby's
teeth.

"More. Oh, Kris, more," Colby said following Kris head when he pulled back.

Pushing Colby's shoulder down Kris looked at him some more. "Damn, Colby,
you are so beautiful. You have the greatest lips I've ever kissed."

"Compared to how many?"

"A few. You?"

Colby shifted so he could get a leg on Kris' back. "Hold me and I'll tell
you."

Finally lowering his full weight, Kris was wrapped in Colby's arms as he
listened to him.

"After the blindness, it took me a long time to get over it, especially
since I was so small. I was 11 by the time I wanted to learn to read. It
was in braille class that I met August. He was 11 too, we'd often sit next
to eachother and everytime we accidentally touched..." A pause. "Anyway, in
the end I could hardly wait for class. He liked it too because he started
sitting closer and closer. When he kissed me...sigh...it was so sweet and
tender. I'll never forget that first kiss."

Kris sat up and pulled Colby's legs into his lap, urging him to tell more
as his hand massaged Colby's left foot. His exitement didn't last though.

"He was such a quicker learner than me and didn't need to be taught
anymore, so our times together came to an end. We never got beyond kissing,
as we didn't have any contact outside class. Then the guy who taught us
called me into his office."

At this point Colby sat up. Getting a feeling what was coming next Kris put
a reassuring hand on his shoulder, urging Colby to continue.

"August and I only kissed when we were alone, but it turned out we weren't
once. Pretty stupid of us I guess, but at 11 what did we know? He'd seen us
kissing. I was so embarrased when he told me, afraid when he told me he
just had to tell someone. I asked him not to and you can guess what he
wanted for his silence?"

Kris could guess all too well. Who the hell would exploit a blind kid?

"Right away he was all over me. Lips on mine, hands grabbing my butt to
pull me face to face on his lap. He came in his pants as his tongue forced
it's way down my throat. He held me back after that, slowing my progress in
braille so I'd be a student longer. Weeks of groping and kissing followed
as Mom refused to let me give up my reading lessons. The teacher eventually
talked to Mom, told her I was finally making progress and if she'd let me
stay behind for a few private lessons I'd be done with my teachings
quicker."

Kris didn't wanna hear that Colby had been hurt, but didn't stop him when
he forged on.

"He double checked that we were alone in the building the first time. The
phone was off the hook and he undressed me slowly, kissing me all over. I
had to touch him when I pulled his underpants down. I begged him to leave
me alone. I tried to get away but shit...I was blind. I started screaming
when he bent me over his desk, twisting my arm far up my back. He was so
hard and big behind me. It hurt so much as he..."

Finger on Colby's lips, Kris shushed him. He didn't need to hear anymore.

"Relax Kris. As he was pulling out to ram me again the office door flew
open, it was Mom. It took her about a minute after she agreed to me staying
behind before she changed her mind. When the phone didn't get picked up she
rushed over. I guess the teacher was so eager to have me he forgot all
about actually locking the front door of the building when he found it
empty."

Sighing in relief Kris asked what happened next.

"He's in jail. I wasn't the first blind boy he'd forced himself on. When I
heard about the things he had done to the boy before me, you don't wanna
know what believe me, I count myself very lucky."

No wonder Colby had been so nervous before, worried Kris wanted more right
away than he was ready for.

"I'm sorry if I've been pushing..."

Now it was Colby who silenced Kris with a finger to the lips.

"Don't. I know you'd never hurt me. I never should have been worried about
you. I like it when you kiss me, you're the first since that night. Great
kisses too, makes me forget all about those other adult ones. Will you help
me forget?"

Colby repleaced his finger with his lips in Kris' lips, pushing Kris down
on his back. He used his knee to push Kris legs apart, falling down between
them. Kris was tentative at first, reluctant to proceed after what he just
heard.

"You should try my great ass, it's real nice, Kris."

Kris had to giggle at the vanity of Colbys words, but did as he was
told. It was a great ass too, round and firm, generous of flesh.

Colby's face was buried in the soft spot right above the top of Kris
collarbone. He was moaning as Kris held his butt hard, squeezing the
surprisingly muscular globes. The smell of the bigger boy was heavenly, his
throat so smooth. Colby was licking all over it, starting to thrust under
Kris' long fingers.

"Kiss me, that feels so good Colby," Kris sighed, humping back.

They grinded against each other, Colby beginning to suck on the side of
Kris' neck.

"Oooooh, that's so amazing," Kris cried out. He used his hold on Colby's
ass to draw him to himself. How Colby's butt mustn't feel in the flesh! But
Kris stayed to the outside for now.

"Mmmmhhh. Kri-i-i-is!!!" Thrusts increased in strength and speed as Colby
kept crying out Kris' name. He had never felt more content than with Kris'
strong teen arms around him. He adored the fact that Kris was bigger than
him and the way Kris lifted up his smaller body since he was thrusting so
eagerly.

Slowing down, Kris wanted to make this last. He asked Colby to sit up and
scoot closer to his face, eager to bury his face in his stomach as he'd
imagined with every glimpse he got of it. When he got in the requested
position, Colby's legs was on Kris' sides. Kris stroked slowly up and down
his calves, whispering about his desire to kiss his stomach. Colby lifted
his shirt and Kris gave it a kiss right below the navel. It was everything
he had hoped and more. The skin warm and smooth as glass under his lips,
mixed with the cool skin of the calves under his palm sent Kris over the
edge without further touching himself. He pressed harder against the soft
tummy as his boycream filled his boxers. Not letting on that he had cum,
Kris kept kissing as he moved his hand onto Colby's back. The close
proximity to the organs underneath made the back delightfully hot to the
touch.

A painfully hard Colby fell over Kris head as the bigger boy cuddled his
stomach with his face. He said Kris' name more and more frequently and then
he decided to be daring, quickly whipped himself out of his underwear and
climbed higher, pushing his way into Kris mouth. The older boy was caught
completely off guard as the amazing, hard rod rubbed against the top of his
tongue. Like the rest of him Colby's penis was about the size of a boy
around 11 which Kris found incredibly sexy. The hardness was pure teen
though, pulsating with life in Kris' mouth.

"Oh my God, that's amazing," Colby cried out over the warm mouth that
enveloped his cock. Never in a million years could he have imagined such
pleasure. Orgasm notwithstanding, Kris was hard again as his hands finally
had the opportunity to hold Colby's butt in all it's nude glory. The cheeks
were thrusting back and forth as Colby fucked Kris' face, eagerly headed
for his first orgams with someone else, inside someone else. He didn't last
long and didn't care.

He sure didn't produce like an 11 year old, as a massive spurt of teen
spunk exploded in Kris' throat, followed by at least four others.

"Holy FUCK!!!!" Colby screamed.

When he was tucked back in and back between Kris' thighs Colby apologised
for his impulse act. Kris would hear nothing of it, it was the most
pleasent surprise he'd ever had.

"You were right Colby, you do have a great ass."

Laughing, Colby went back to sucking on Kris' neck.

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In a neighbourhood not too far away someone else was nearing an orgasm of
their own. With her sister ensconsed in front of the TV, Jilly was in her
room, stroking herself in that slow way that drove her crazy. She was
picturing boys in front of her. Robbie, tall and black, with the smoothest
chocolate skin she had ever seen anywhere. Her button between two fingers
she visualised Jonas, the pale creamy skin, imagining touching his hair,
the strands the color of red wine gliding between her fingers. She loved
the cute way he dragged one of his feet behind him when he walked.

She couldn't decide if she wanted them to be gay or straight. On the one
hand she'd gladly fuck them both, no matter what that made her. On the
other, she'd kill to see them do things together. She watched one of her
Mom's soaps with her on occasion and ever since two of the guy characters
had several kissing scenes, it had done somethng to her that she didn't
expect. It was a massive turn on and gays had become an obsession with
her. She'd kill to see two boys her age go at it, with her in the room. She
pictured them now in her mind, their lips touched, their hands groped
eachoters butts, their pelvis' gnashing together.

Using a third finger to probe at her hole she remembered Kris in the window
earlier. She'd nearly fainted on the sidewalk. How breathtaking could you
get and an actor too boot?  That smooth chest...SIGH!!!!! Too bad she would
never have him. She didn't know if she had a gaydar or not, but she had
picked up on the way Kris looked at the blind boy. It's why she sat down
next to the blind one. When she asked him about how long he'd know Kris,
there was something in his voice. And the handholding, she didn't buy the
'because the blind one needed the help' excuse for a second.

What a waste. And what a major turn on. They might have ditched the other
twin and be alone right now. If she was right, had they come as close as
sucking dick yet? And the other twin, it was unlikely he was gay too right?
She could have him while the other two did stuff next to them. Jonas and
Robbie like chocolate and vanilla on the other side if her. That did
it. Cuming hard she buried her face in a pillow so her sister wouldn't hear
her. Finished, she panted, exhausted.

Please don't let the things she believed only be a fantasy. Please, she
thought to herself. But how in the world would she get close to them?
Suddenly her mom knocked on her door. Jilly adjusted her clothes and told
her to come in.

"Get dressed, honey, we have to go pick up your cousin."

She said, she'd be right there. Damn, she'd forgotten all about Kimmi.

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As the door to his hospital room opened yet again, Jonas found his two
cousins, Mike and Adam. His brother's now he supposed. He wasn't sure what
to expect, as kindness didn't exactly run in the family.

"I heard you gave Dad some hell today," Adam was the one to say with a
smile on his face.

Relieved, Jonas smiled back.

"Sorry about that. I know he's your father, but I don't want him as mine."

Adam came closer and put a hand on Jonas' knee. "It's OK. That's your
choice. But I was hoping at least you wouldn't mind some new
brothers. Well, despite our history."

"That depends on Robbie. He's black and my boyfriend, can you live with
that?"

Adam had the decency to look embarrased "Look, this whole black thing, it's
more about such talk pleasing Dad and his buddies, who have sons that are
friends of ours, than anything else. I'm not gonna make excuses, I've done
some bad things, but the way Robbie stands by you, the loyalty, risking a 3
on 1 asskicking to protect you, that deserves respect. I'm not totally
there yet, but I'm starting to see things differently. Just give me a
chance."

Jonas took Adam's hand in a shake, promising he'd try too. "And the whole
gay thing, can you live with that, you wouldn't out me would you?" Jonas
was more afraid of that than anything. Mike stepped up to him this time.

"I don't really have anything against gays, well, from a distance
anyway. It's just the thought of being checked out by a guy, one making
moves on me, I must be honest and say I hate the thought. Do as you wish,
just don't try to include me. Maybe that'll change I don't know and the way
Robbie looks at you, it's pretty obvious he wouldn't have any interest in
me anyway. Thank God. Not thank God, I mean..."

Adam stepped in. "What our clumsy brother is trying to say is that the
three of us have a long way to go, but we are brothers after all and we'd
like to get close. We can't promise to change over night, but for you we
will try."

Jonas wanted to believe them so badly. To actually have brothers, the one
thing he had always wanted. "Lets give it a try," he said back.

"Hello everyone, playing nice I hope?"

"Uncle Matt," Jonas said, almost jumping out of bed. The sudden movement he
did make hurt like hell though and he cried out. Adam sat on the bed and
gently pushed him back.

"Relax Jonas, you're still hurt," he said.

Matt came over and hugged his nephew. Adam gave Matt one too, but Mike held
back. "No offence, but I'm way too old," he said trying to sound as macho
as a 17 year old could.

"Sorry, I haven't been here before Jonas, it's not easy getting ahold of me
where I was, but this time I'm back for good. My steady job not too far
from here starts next week."

Jonas was so glad to hear that, though he would miss all the opportunities
he and his friends had to be alone in his uncle's big house. A fourth
person entered the room, a burst of ten year old energy appearing like
lightning near Jonas bed.

"How about a lift pal?" he said to Adam. A bewildered teen put the scarred
child up in the bed.

"I'm going home, Jonas, my unt will pick me up in 30 minutes. Prison time
is over. Is yours? I need babysitters all the time, have a my aunt call
you. We can hang out and you'll get paid for it. You'll share the money
with me would't you?" The word kept pouring out, stumbling over eachother.

A nurse came in to find Kimmi. "There you are. Just because your going home
doesn't mean you can bother the patients all you want." She told him to hop
off the bed and come with her. Before she could cart him off, Jonas said it
would be OK, Kimmi could stay until he had to leave. Once she was gone the
boy's motormouth started up again, in an attempt to get to know everyone in
the room. Jonas was gratefull he refrained from innocently using the word
homo.

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Data came back to find his brother on top of Kris, both boys having drifted
off to sleep after an hour more of just cuddling and kissing after sex. He
sighed, he'd had no luck finding the girl. And even if he did, how far
would he get? Despite all his jokes, Data was happy for Colby and Kris. And
jealous. He'd never gotten his hand past a girls knee and here was his
brother before him, right after sex. He didn't think it was a coincidense
his brother shorts were down so low, if it weren't for the t-shirt Colby
obviously would have flashed him.

Data took a book and sat down to read where he could see his Dad's car if
he arrived. He knew his Dad wouldn't mind seeing the boys together, but he
also knew his father seeing him would be embarrasing to his brother.

"Another boy or not, you're a lucky bastard, bro," Data said in the
direction of the couch and turned to his book.