Date: Thu, 27 Aug 2009 20:01:13 +0200
From: budbundy_no@hotmail.com
Subject: Jonas loves Robbie. Part 8.

Welcome back to Jonas and Robbie's adventures. Hope you enjoy. If you like
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CHAPTER 8.



The rain poured down on the people at the gravesite. Droplets pounding
against the lowering coffin. Two teens looked down on it, with very
different feelings towards the person inside. One of them felt nothing, the
other crying, tears mixing with the rain on his face.

EARLIER:

Though he had never been there before, Robbie was aware of where James and
his brothers lived. As he approached the green picket fence surrounding the
front yard, he could hear faint voices from the back of the house. He
kicked the gate open and headed around the yellow house. The voices turned
out to belong to James and his brothers, as he had hoped.

James' brother, Mike, was the first to spot him. "What the hell are you
doing here?"

Robbie ignored him and walked right up to James. "Son of a bitch! Let's go,
you and me, right now!"

James' other brother, Adam, took Robbie's upper arm. "Want me to throw him
outta here, J?"

"Tell your brother to back off and have the balls to face me," Robbie said
to him. Adam was a little taken aback by the lack of fear on the black kid.

Mike was the first one to ask what the problem was. Robbie turned to him to
answer, but James shoved him from behind. Robbie was prepared for such a
thing and didn't lose his balance, but simply spun back around.

"So, should I tell them what a freak you are or do you wanna do it
yourself?" he asked James.

Obviously, having figured out what the problem was, James smirked at
him. That's when Jonas came around the corner of the house.

"Robbie, please don't. Let's just forget it and go," he said, trying to
pull Robbie with him.

Robbie did come with him, for a few steps, before he went back up to the
three brothers again, giving James a push. Instead of coming to his
brother's defense, Mike looked from him to Robbie, to Jonas and back again.

"Whatever James did to Jonas, just say it and get lost," he said instead.

"Raped me," Jonas said quietly, making everyone turn to him.

Mike and Adam gaped at him. Jonas couldn't tell if they were surprised or
not, as they didn't say a word. What they did do was look at James,
searching his face.

"You...raped a guy? Your own cousin?" Mike asked.

Robbie rolled his eyes, expecting denial, but nothing could have prepared
him for what he heard next.

James looked at all of them, pure anger on his face. "Cousin?" he said,
spitting out the word like it was the dirtiest one ever. "This little shit
ain't no cousin of mine."

Then he visible relaxed and plowed ahead: "When I was seven I heard Mom and
Dad fighting. About Jonas' mom. Seems Dad used to fuck her some years
before. About nine months before Jonas here was spewed out of her cheating
snatch as a matter of fact."

This time four sets of jaws dropped. It was the last thing any of them had
expected to hear. Adam was the first one to manage words: "You...you knew
he was our bro...brother and you raped him anyway?"

"Just because his whore mom fucked Dad doesn't make this fucker my
brother. Just another piece of ass. Dad knew I overheard them that day and
he's confided in me ever since. All my life, I've had to hear Jonas this,
Jonas that. What a great boy he is, what a great son he'd be to
raise. Well, I finally paid him back didn't I?"


With that he started to walk away. Jonas just stood there with a shocked
look on his face.  Robbie had an arm around Jonas' shoulders. He wanted to
go after James, but knew finally it was the last thing Jonas needed right
now. Suddenly James turned back to the four of them.

"Oh, and if you guys think of telling anyone what I did, I'll kill you
all."

"Sure you will. You don't have the guts to kill anything, "Adam said.

"Tell that to him," James said, pulling a gold necklace out of his pocket.

Adam looked from his brother, to the necklace and the small animal ear that
hung from it, and to his brother again. "Jesus," he whispered, "You're
insane."

"Tell that to my stupid shrink. Idiot believes everything I tell him. Heck,
everyone does," he laughed and walked away.

Mike walked up next to Jonas, patting him on the back, asking if he was
okay. Robbie stood in front of them, looking lovingly into his boyfriend's
green eyes. That's when Jonas screamed for Robbie to look out. Robbie spun
around, having heard the spring of the switchblade and sidestepped at the
same time. Instead, the knife went into Mike, right at the top of the
hip. James swore at having missed Robbie, rather than worry about
Mike. Everyone hovered over Mike as he sank to the ground, about half the
blade sticking out from his hip.

"I'm okay, I'm okay," Mike said, but his face was as white as a sheet.

That was when Mike's parents came out the backdoor of the house. His mother
freaked out, while his father took it all in with surprising calm. Robbie
explained what happened, but Jonas shut him up with a hand on his arm,
before he could mention the rape. They helped their son into their car and
drove off for the hospital.


Jonas and Robbie trotted off for home and when Robbie's parents heard what
had happened, and who the switchblade was meant for, they drove down to the
police station. At first, James' brothers tried to pass it off as an
accident, but at further pressure they admitted what happened, fear of the
police overriding the fear they had for their father.


A search for the teenager was sent out, but several days passed without
sign of him. The suspicion was that his parents, his father specifically,
had hidden the teen. It was his mother who caved in with the news that her
husband had sent him off to a camp to be cured of his being gay. She didn't
know where and her husband refused to tell anyone.

"That's not going to help James; it's just gonna make things worse," Jonas
told Robbie when they found out.

"At least he's gone and they can't hide him forever. Out of our lives for
good and good riddance," Robbie said.

Jonas smiled, giving his boyfriend a tight hug. Robbie ran his hand down
Jonas' back, pulling him in closer. God, how good it felt to hold Jonas all
the time again. Jonas felt the same way; he couldn't believe he had almost
pushed him away. He pulled his head back so their lips could meet. An image
of James flashed before his eyes, but he pushed it aside. He had to get
over that day and move on. He knew how much Robbie wanted everything back
to the way it was, including sex. Robbie hadn't been pushy about it and was
quite understanding, telling Jonas to take his time. They'd only been
kissing and hugging since they got back together, but Jonas was determined
to go further. Telling Robbie what had happened to him, getting it out, had
done wonders; he hadn't even wanted to be touched before that.

"I love you," he whispered against Robbie's lips, before kissing him
harder.

He felt Robbie's cock swell up through his thin nylon shorts, pressing
against his own hardening erection. Robbie took solid hold of Jonas' butt
cheeks, pushing his hands down into his underwear. Jonas took Robbie by the
hand after a few minutes of making out and they kept giving each other
kisses as they walked to Jonas' room. Jonas pushed Robbie down on his back
and climbed onto him, resuming their passionate kisses. Both sets of lips
parting, their tongues clashed, while Robbie's dark hands grabbed at the
bottom of Jonas' shirt, pulling it up. As it flew down to the floor, Jonas
started easing backwards. He pushed Robbie's shirt up his chest and sought
out his nipples with his mouth. He knew how Robbie loved it when he ran his
tongue in circles round the nipples, so that's just what he did. Jonas
moved a little sideways and put his hand onto Robbie's crotch, around his
hard cock, stroking it through the material of his shorts.

"That's right, baby, I love those hands soooo much," Robbie groaned.

Robbie sat up so he could pull his shirt up over his head before falling
back down onto the pillow. Sucking the nipples into his mouth one by one,
Jonas climbed back onto his lover, running his pale hands all over the dark
chest. He sank lower down and licked Robbie through his shorts. Robbie's
breath increased and he begged Jonas to pull his shorts down. Jonas did and
Robbie's teen cock sprang out in front of his face. He licked it again,
slowly up the shaft before showering the tip of the head with a dozen
butterfly kisses. Robbie took hold of Jonas' head and thrust gently
up. When the cock gained inches on him Jonas got a memory flash, being on
his back in a couch, James straddling his face and forcing his fat cock
down his throat.

"Suck it, bitch. You've wanted to for years, I know it." The echo of James
words went through Jonas' head.

Jonas pulled back, suddenly wanting his mouth empty. He bravely smiled up
at Robbie and rolled onto his back next to him.

"Suck me, Robbie, please?" Robbie correctly guessed that Jonas hadn't liked
his cock entering his mouth and decided to honor it.

So he sat down between Jonas' legs and leaned over him. He kissed his lips
while his hand reached down into Jonas' underwear. He jacked the shaft
slowly while kissing down, down, down Jonas' body. The warm throat, his
shoulders, his stiff nipples, pressing his tongue into his navel. When
Jonas stretched his arms over his head, Robbie went back up and pressed his
face into Jonas' armpit. God, how he loved licking him there. Jonas giggled
from the attack on that sensitive area, but wouldn't dream of stopping
him. He slowly humped Robbie's chest until he couldn't take it anymore.

"Blowjob, Robbie, now, pleeeeaaase!"

Quickly Robbie yanked Jonas' shorts and underwear down and his uncut dick
was before him in all its glory. He greedily swallowed up the whole thing,
deepthroating him and keeping it there, squeezing it with his mouth. He
kept a tight grip on him as he slid it out of his mouth and then the head
popped out of his mouth with a loud suction noise. His lips coated in
precum, Robbie moved them down to Jonas' balls where one of the stones slid
into his mouth. He jacked off Jonas steely shaft as he sucked away at his
ball sack, going from one stone to the next. His hand pumped a mile a
minute as Jonas cried out real loud.

"Yes! Oh, God, yes! More, more, more!"

Robbie pushed his balls up and started licking Jonas in the sensitive area
between his balls and anus. Jonas thrashed around on his bed. He put his
feet onto the sheets and that presented his asshole to Robbie and he let
the tip of his tongue lick the tight sphincter. Then ran his tongue across
the opening again and again, pressing against it. Robbie happily drew in
the scent of Jonas' crotch as he licked his ass. His hand never let go of
Jonas' cock and the combination of it all pushed Jonas to the inevitable
outcome. Robbie felt the tightening in Jonas' balls and gobbled up his
prick, just in time for five jets of teen spunk to explode across his taste
buds. He gulped it down, eagerly welcoming the taste of it back in his
mouth.

"I want you. Can I take you?" Robbie asked Jonas as he leaned over his
body.

Jonas nodded, wanting Robbie back inside him. Robbie had maneuvered his
shorts off while sucking and licking his boyfriend's groin. His cock was at
full mast, ready for action. He took hold of himself, getting the cockhead
lined up with Jonas' tight boycunt. He pressed in slowly.

Jonas felt the head enter him and it did feel good, but then all the
memories of James came flooding back. Oblivious, Robbie pushed on while
Jonas panicked more and more.

"Take my cock. I knew you'd be tight. I'm making sure you'll never forget
me." James words as he had pushed brutally into him filled him with
disgust.

"No, please don't; take it out," Jonas was saying to Robbie. "I can't!
Stop, stop!"

He pushed at Robbie's shoulders to get him away. Robbie pulled out quickly,
well aware of his lover's distress by then. He apologized profusely, his
hands stroking Jonas' cheek and through his hair.


Jonas shook his head and gave Robbie a kiss.

"No, I'm sorry. I guess I'm just not ready yet. I couldn't get that bastard
out of my head after you entered me. Can we try again some other time?"

"Of course it would be okay," Robbie assured him, telling him to take all
the time he needed. Still, Jonas was hornier than he'd been in ages and
shoved Robbie over on his back. Kissing him, he sucked Robbie's lower lip
between his own, while he guided his hand between Robbie's legs. His kisses
increased as his hand closed around Robbie's rock hard cock, pulling the
foreskin back. He let his tongue trail down Robbie's skin, towards his
cock, determined to blow him this time. He circled the head for a long
time, lathering his dick with spit and precum. He stared at his lover's
cock. God, Robbie had a gorgeous penis. He kissed the shaft up and down,
sending a shiver through it every time his tongue hit the sensitive
head. This time there was no desire to rid himself of the dick in his
mouth. He angrily pushed a memory away and let the erection glide down his
throat. His nose met Robbie's pubic hairs and he drew in the scent of him,
running his hand up his tummy and chest. He started bopping up and down,
enjoying the taste of the precum that coated his tongue more and more.

Robbie curled his toes from the pleasure his boyfriend was giving him, the
sounds of Jonas' slurping music to his ears. He stroked Jonas' cheeks,
feeling his shaft on the inside.


Memories of that awful day kept trying to enter Jonas' mind but he pushed
them away; telling himself to just suck. Robbie gripped the bed sheets in a
death grip as he felt the buildup in his testicles.

"I'm gonna cum, let me see it splash on your face," he cried out.

Jonas pulled back and jacked the cock, his mouth inches away. He stuck out
his tongue, pumping fast, eager for the semen to land on his tongue. Then
Robbie blew, shooting up in the air. Jonas caught it with his tongue as it
came down, pulling it into his mouth. When he was busy swallowing, plenty
landed on his brow, dripping down his face. It was the sexiest sight Robbie
had ever seen.

"Oh, fuck! Shit, that feels good!" he yelled.

He thought he was never gonna run out of cum, he exploded so hard. He could
barely breathe when his arched back fell back on the mattress. Jonas smiled
happily down at him as he scooped jizz off his face, letting it join the
rest of the orgasm down in his gut. Content, he laid down into Robbie's
open arms and legs. Robbie wrapped his arms around him and his hand
squeezed Jonas' delicious bubbly cheeks. They stayed side by side in bed
for the next hour, just cuddling and kissing; not saying a word.

Then they slipped their clothes back on and went hand in hand into the
living room.

"You make me feel so safe, Robbie. I love it so much when there is only you
and me," Jonas said, leaning back into Robbie's arms.

They put their legs onto the stool in front of the recliner they
shared. Robbie nibbled on Jonas' ear while his hand grabbed the remote and
turned the TV on. They enjoyed a movie for a while before they moved over
to the couch. Jonas laid down, propping his elbow onto a knitted pillow on
the sofa's armrest. Robbie lay down in front of him and Jonas kissed his
cheek. They focused on the film until they heard rustling of keys outside
the apartment door.

"Crap, your mom!" Robbie said, starting to get up.

Jonas held onto him, urging him to stay.

"I want her to know. Just relax and see what happens."

Robbie wanted to object, thinking it was the wrong way to let her know, but
the door was opening. He relented and fell back into Jonas' embrace. He
could feel his lover's heart beating hard behind his back. Jonas was
terrified, tempted to turn the whole thing into a tickle attack, pretending
to be boys being boys. When his mother came in and saw the boys snuggled
tightly on the couch she didn't bat an eye.

"Having a nice day, guys?" was all she asked.

She had to stifle a laugh at the baffled reaction on their faces. "Don't
look so shocked. Your old lady isn't just another pretty face you know."

Jonas had never been more relieved. Jesus, after all that worrying and it
went that easily; now he wished he'd told her before. "Thanks, Mom," he
told her.

"Yeah, thanks, Mom," Robbie said.

She went smiling into the kitchen, loving what Robbie had called her. The
boys' eyes turned back to the movie and they fell asleep there around 11.

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Jonas looked behind him at Robbie, where he straddled his legs, penis
resting againt his buttcheeks. Jonas pleaded, put it in, put it in, excited
at Robbie pushing back inside him again. Then his arm was twisted hard
behind his back, making him cry out. He turned his head around and found
Robbie gone, James in his place. And the more he tried to throw him off his
back, the higher up his arm got twisted. Jonas wanted to throw up as he was
ridden hard, pressed down under his older cousin's weight. He was surprised
how long it lasted; wasn't it supposed to be over by now? He panicked more
and more until James shot inside him. After he was gone from his back,
Jonas tried to get up but found himself unable to move. What the hell?
James foot pushed Jonas over onto his back and sat between his legs,
lifting them up on his shoulders. Jonas looked at his crotch and James was
12 inches long and ready to enter him again.

Jonas eyes snapped open and he looked around, ready to kill James if he had
to. But all he found when he sat up was Robbie lying behind him. Jonas
sighed, relieved at waking up from the nightmare. Then he was pissed. God
damn! James didn't deserve even being in Jonas' thoughts, let alone his
dreams. Okay, enough was enough; today Robbie was gonna get to do him
again, no matter what. Jonas was gonna wake him right now.

Jonas looked behind him at Robbie, where he straddled his legs, penis
resting againt his buttcheeks. Jonas pleaded, put it in, put it in, excited
at Robbie pushing back inside him again. Then his arm was twisted hard
behind his back, making him cry out. He turned his head around and found
Robbie gone, James in his place. And the more he tried to throw him off his
back, the higher up his arm got twisted. Jonas wanted to throw up as he was
ridden hard, pressed down under his older cousin's weight. He was surprised
how long it lasted; wasn't it supposed to be over by now? He panicked more
and more until James shot inside him. After he was gone from his back,
Jonas tried to get up but found himself unable to move. What the hell?
James foot pushed Jonas over onto his back and sat between his legs,
lifting them up on his shoulders. Jonas looked at his crotch and James was
12 inches long and ready to enter him again.


Jonas eyes snapped open and he looked around, ready to kill James if he had
to. But all he found when he sat up was Robbie lying behind him. Jonas
sighed, relieved at waking up from the nightmare. Then he was pissed. God
damn! James didn't deserve even being in Jonas' thoughts, let alone his
dreams. Okay, enough was enough; today Robbie was gonna get to do him
again, no matter what. Jonas was gonna wake him right now.


"Good morning, honey."


Jonas' mother came into the living room. Shit, he'd forgotten all about
her. He got up from the couch, then bent down, giving Robbie a kiss on the
forehead, before following his mother into the kitchen. He told his mom to
sit at the table and he put the coffee on for her. He fixed her a couple of
eggs and sat down to talk to her until she left for work. He kept looking
over at Robbie, then found an amused smile on his mother's lips.


"He's real special to you, isn't he?" she said, making Jonas blush, but he
still nodded with a goofy grin on his face.


It felt so good, not having to hide from his mom how he felt. She ruffled
his hair and got up from her kitchen stool. She didn't say anything, though
she had a million questions. Jonas was glad. He was happy as could be that
she knew, but he wasn't ready to talk much about it yet. Talking to your
mom about love and all that mushy stuff was embarrassing.


Not that he really needed to. His smiles and looks in Robbie's direction
spoke volumes to her and had for months now. She had been shocked when she
figured it out, but the obvious love between the boys quickly moved her
heart and she had waited patiently for them to confide in her.


When his mom was gone, Jonas came back into the living room. He caught
Robbie quickly closing his eyes to hide that he was awake. Jonas hunkered
down, determined to get a reaction out of him.


"You know, Robbie, I don't know what I'd do if I woke up in the morning and
I wasn't me." No reaction. "Robbie, point me in the direction you want my
erection." Robbie's chest started going faster, up and down, obviously
trying to hold in his laughter. Jonas put his lips to Robbie's hair and
started singing:


Do your balls hang low, Do they swing to and fro?  Do they itch like a
bitch, When you drag them through the ditch?  Do you put them on your
shoulder, Like a continental soldier' Do...your....balls...hang low?


Robbie burst out in laughter, grabbing the couch pillow under his head and
hitting Jonas with it. Jonas let Robbie pull him down on the couch and
Robbie leaned over him. They kissed while giggling and touching each other.


"How about a morning lay?" Jonas asked after a while and they got up.


Soon they were in Jonas' room, on his bed. Clothes flew until Robbie fell
naked on his back. Jonas did the same and pulled Robbie on top of
him. Opening up his legs Jonas wrapped them around his boyfriend.


"Fuck me."


"Are you sure?"


Jonas nodded, more then sure. No matter what, the crap stopped today. No
animal ear wearing asshole was gonna rule his life anymore. Uncertain, but
horny beyond belief, Robbie grabbed his cock, pushing the head into
Jonas. The cock that penetrated his ass drove Jonas wild and at his moan
Robbie pushed further. But Jonas soon felt a tightening in his chest and it
was like a dark cloud passed in front of his eyes. Once again he wanted the
cock out, but he angrily shook his head. Fuck! This was not happening
again. Robbie felt Jonas' hesitation but when he started to withdraw Jonas
took hold of his boyfriend's ass and pulled him back in.


"Do it, no matter what." Jonas ordered and put his pale legs up on Robbie's
shoulders for deeper penetration.


When Robbie started thrusting, memories tried to intrude in Jonas' mind
again. James words, his ugly face, it was all over the place.


"Get the fuck out of my mind, asshole," Jonas shouted angry, taking Robbie
by surprise.


"And you stay in my asshole, babe," Jonas said, more calmly.


Robbie did, thrusting harder. Faster. Jonas looked in his eyes, focusing
totally on him. As the minutes passed the tightness in his chest slowly
dissipated, the dark cloud in front of his eyes followed. Robbie's dick no
longer felt like an intrusion, only a most overdue welcome.


Joy surged in Robbie, he had hated the fear he had caused in his lover
recently. He fell forward, putting his weight on Jonas' legs, folding him
in half.


"Yes, yes, fuck me, Robbie! Oh, baby, fuck me-e-e-e!"


They kissed hard while bumping and grinding, even Jonas' new bed creaking
under the pressure of their ferociousness. Jonas rolled himself on top,
keeping Robbie inside him and started riding him. Robbie grabbed his
bouncing cock, jacking Jonas while watching his own dick vanish in his
lover's ass. When Jonas came, he came hard, shooting all the way to
Robbie's lips. Robbie dropped Jonas' cock so his fast riding made his sperm
fly all over the place. Robbie arched his back as the jizz built up in his
balls. When the orgasm hit in full Robbie lifted his hips and Jonas along
with it, the deep penetration sending sperm inside Jonas' bowels.


"If cigarettes weren't so stupid this would be the time to have one," Jonas
said when he collapsed on top of Robbie.


They stayed in bed way into the afternoon, fucking like bunnies all over
the apartment. They stopped, unable to carry on anyway, an hour before
Jonas' mom came home.


"What do you say we invite Kristian over here tomorrow," Jonas suggested as
they sat out on the veranda, under the warm sun.


Robbie looked away, he'd forgotten all about Kris with the recent
happenings in their lives.


"Jonas, everything is finally back to normal between us, I just want you
all to myself tomorrow."


Jonas nodded, not noticing how tense Robbie had gotten. After the next
day's hours long sex sessions he suggested they hang with Kris again, but
Robbie was hesitant, trying to make excuses.


"Why not Robbie? I know you spent a lot of time together when we were
apart. It's not fair to just forget all about him. He must miss you;
believe me I know how easy that is," Jonas said.


"In a few days, okay, Jonas; I want you to myself for now."


Jonas nodded. When he told Robbie a few days later that he had invited Kris
over the next day he looked quizzically at the reaction on his face. Robbie
looked down at his feet.


"What's the problem, Robbie, did you two have a falling out or something?"


The guilt of what he had done with Kris overwhelmed Robbie. He thought he'd
just die if he had to hold it in any longer.


"I was lonely without you, Jonas. I spent all that time with Kris and...and
he's such a sweet guy you know and...we...we just...."


"What?"


"I...I had...sex with him. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, baby." Robbie's eyes
were firmly planted on the floor now, afraid to look up.


When he finally dared look up he found Jonas all red in the face.


"Go ahead, let me have it, I deserve it, Jonas," he said, certain his lover
was angry as hell.


The regular color to Jonas' face slowly came back as he started giggling.


"What? Jonas, this isn't funny."


"Dude, Kris is like pure sex on two legs; and you apologize for sleeping
with him? Especially under the circumstances at the time? Robbie, I love
you more than I can ever explain, but do you have any idea how lucky you
are? He's so gorgeous, so sexy; I've fantasized about how he'd be like a
thousand times."


"You're not angry?"


"No. I have nothing to worry about. I know it's me you love, not
him. Speaking for myself, any sex we might have with him won't change the
fact that at the end of the day, you're mine. So I don't mind sharing."


Any sex we have with him? Was Jonas suggesting a threesome? Jonas only
smiled when Robbie asked him.


Suddenly the phone rang and Jonas picked it up. His face fell when he heard
the voice on the other end of the line. He wanted to hang up in James' ear,
but his cousin pleaded with him to just listen.


"I ran away from that horrible place Dad sent me to. I'm at the house right
now. At least the old man didn't change the locks on me. You know, I had to
take a 14 hour bus ride to get here. Why did I come home? Wanting payback,
I guess. But right now I wanted to call and apologize to you. You see, when
I came home I was real hungry and when I was slicing up some bread, the
knife in my hand brought this memory back to me. It was from when I was
ten. I remembered waking up, finding myself in my parents' bedroom. I guess
I had sleepwalked. I had this large kitchen knife in my hand, looking down
on my parents sleeping. And I remembered that all I could think of was how
much I hated them. It would have been so easy, I mean, they were just lying
there. And after, there would be no more nightly visits from Dad and no
more denial from Mom, no more pain, no more suffering. Dad did it to me for
years. I can't believe I had forgotten all about it."


Robbie was listening in, both boys not knowing if they could believe any of
what they were hearing.


"I know you'll always think of me with disgust and I guess I can't blame
you. And I wanted you to know what happened between us was not your
fault. It was mine. And...it's not your fault now."


"What isn't my fault?" Jonas asked, finally speaking up.


"James?" There was no answer.


"Jamie?" No answer.


"JAMIE!!!!" Jonas yelled, when he and Robbie heard a loud gunshot coming
across the phone line.


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The rain poured down on the people at the gravesite, droplets pounding
against the lowering coffin. Jonas and Robbie looked down on it, with very
different feelings towards the person inside. Robbie felt nothing, Jonas
was crying, tears mixing with the rain on his face. Robbie couldn't wait to
get out of there. Except for Jonas and his mom and uncle he couldn't stand
the family. James' father hadn't even come to his own son's funeral,
probably because his son was gay. He couldn't believe Jonas came from that
man. Remembering what James had said on the phone Robbie shuddered at the
thought of Jonas having been raised by his real dad.


When the rain was over later in the day he took Jonas with him for a walk
in the woods. Jonas was blaming himself for what had happened.


"It's not your fault Jonas," he said for the 1000th time.


"He reached out to me, if I had said something he may not have done what he
did."


Robbie took him by the shoulder.


"Don't you get it? He wants you to think like that, he wants you to think
of him all the time. Why do you think he called? He waited until he was
absolutely certain he had your full attention before he pulled the
trigger. To make you feel guilty. I'm sorry he's dead, I really am, but in
no way is it your fault. Was he sorry for what he did? I think he was, but
he still couldn't resist getting to you one last time."


Jonas hugged Robbie.


"I guess you're right. I didn't think of it that way. James never stood a
chance, did he? Thank God his father, my father, didn't raise me."


They went back to the gravesite the next day and Jonas put a flower on it.


"I hope you're in a better place now, Jamie. And I want you to know I
forgive you. Goodbye, James."


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That weekend was their last before school started again and Friday morning
Robbie came over to Jonas' apartment. They talked about Kris and agreed to
spend the next day with him. Uncle Matt was home for the weekend and they
were spending the night there. Matt was glad to be back, even if it was
only for a few days. Still, he'd had a long flight and went to bed early,
leaving the boys to themselves. He had to smile whenever the boys woke him
with their shenanigans in the room across the hall before falling back into
dreamland.