Date: Sun, 31 Jan 2010 22:05:29 +0100
From: budbundy_no@hotmail.com
Subject: Jonas Loves Robbie. Part 12

Welcome back. I hope you'll enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing
it. Tell me what you think at budbundy_no@hotmail.com. Enjoy the ride.



CHAPTER 12:



"Data?" Kris asked the boy next to him



The boy turned his way. "That would be my brother," that, oh so familiar
voice said. "And who are you?"

"I'm, uh, Kris. A friend of your, uhm, future stepbrother."

The boy smiled. "Well, let's not rule it out. Dad's like some lovesick
puppy these days."

"What's life like in New York?" Kris asked, just to say something. God,
what kind of lame opening was that? If the other boy thought so he didn't
show any signs of it.

"Born and raised. Wouldn't imagine living anywhere else."

The boy found his soda and took a sip from the straw. The sucking of the
straw put another, similar image into Kris' mind. He grew hard and hoped
the boy wouldn't look down.

"After meeting Data I hope you didn't end up hurt? He's a regular danger
zone," the boy joked.

Kris laughed, remembering the boy's stumbling propensities. The other boy
laughed too. Just like with his twin, it send shivers through Kris, even
more so. The laugh brought a huge smile to the boy's face. Kris had to
concentrate not to gasp. How was he gonna survive around this
kid. Everything about him was just plain adorable. The boy's name never
came up the night before and now Kris was curi...

"I'm Colby, by the way," the boy said.

Colby, Colby, Colby. Kris tried the name silently on his lips. What the
heck was he doing; Colby would be sure to notice?

"Where are you going after your done here. Maybe I can join you?" Kris
asked. If Colby'd noticed Kris repeating his name he made no outwards sign.

"Just getting something to eat. Dad's down the street talking with a friend
about some business. Might take awhile."

They turned to their food. Kris hated talking with food in his mouth, but
just wanted to talk to Colby some more, so he tried to mix both without
being too much of a pig.

"Uhm, wanna go down and join your dad? The sun is nice," he suggested after
his last mouthful was down. Did that sound as gay as he thought? Why didn't
he just ask to hold Colby's hand?

"Sure, if you help me out if I should need it."

"Help?" Kris asked.

Colby took his sunglasses off, clearing up Kris' confusion in a hurry. This
time Kris really had to concentrate not to gasp. He was grateful when he
succeeded.

"Guess Data didn't mention I was blind, huh?"

Kris shook his head, caught himself, and said "no." He looked into Colby's
eyes.  None of his twin's wonderful brown color was evident. Instead they
were a mix of white and a not much darker gray. Kris thought it was eerie,
yet with a strange beauty of its own.

"Just warn me about steps and obstacles when we walk, okay, Kris?"

"Sure, Colby."

Kris soon overcame his shock and surprise. Blind! He'd had a TV role as a
blind child once, back when he was acting. He assumed Colby didn't like
being treated differently 'cause of his blindness any more than his
character had. As they walked out, he only had to warn Colby about a step
heading out of the burger joint. He couldn't take his eyes off Colby as
they walked in the sunshine. Despite his blindness, he had quick,
purposeful stride as he walked.

He didn't know if he should ask about the blindness and seem nosy or say
nothing and seem afraid to ask. He decided to go for it.

"Were you born blind, Colby?"

There was no hesitation as the lovely teen answered him. "No. I got
chemicals in my eyes about 5 years ago. It destroyed my sight and washed
all the color out of my eyes."

"We need to take a step to the left, a dog is coming," Kris warned. Colby
did as he was asked and just kept walking.

"How did it happen," Kris asked Colby.

"That would be Data's clumsiness again. We were in the kitchen and he
decided to smell some stuff mom had under the sink. He tripped and it
splashed me right in the eyes. They had to give me some plastic surgery
around the eyes to fix my skin but my eyes were damaged beyond repair."

Kris couldn't believe that. This gorgeous boy never seeing again over an
accident.

"Data must have been upset," was all he could think of to say.

"Yeah, you could say that. Started crying when I started to scream. But to
his credit, he called 911. They say the damage could have been far worse if
I hadn't gotten help. He blamed himself for years, no matter how any times
I assured him that I didn't. But we learned to live with it. At least I got
to see the world for 8 years; the memories help a little."

Kris' heart swelled with sympathy for the boy, but he didn't say
anything. He had a feeling Colby didn't wanna be pitied.


He saw the twins' father and guided Colby across the street. He was still
in conversation and asked the boys to wait in the car; he would drive Kris
home. In the car, Colby asked if he could see Kris' face, if he didn't
mind. He didn't mind at all and soon Colby's fingers were on his
face. Their legs were pressed together and Kris could feel heat from the
touch of Colby's leg and his fingers sent a pleasurable surge through his
stomach; almost like when you suddenly dip down in a rollercoaster.


The long fingers slid across his smooth skin. As he felt the great
sensations, Kris kept his eyes focused on Colby's strange grayish
eyes. Amazing how easy they were to get used to.

"Rather cute, aren't I," he asked Colby jokingly.

Colby didn't answer. Instead he asked Kris for details about his
appearance.

"Well, the eyes are blue and my hair is blond. They say I look like a..."

"Surfer dude," Colby finished for him.

"Exactly."

Disappointment shot through Kris when the fingers left his face; even more
when the front door opened and the father sat down in the front seat.

"Nice to see you again, Kris. So, where can I take you?" Frank asked.

Kris told him the way and the boys had to break their leg contact and scoot
over to the windows. During the ride Kris just wanted to blurt out that he
was gay. His eyes never left Colby. He just couldn't stop admiring how
stunning he was. The way Colby was sitting down made his pants cling to his
firm thighs, his ankle showing a little as he wore no socks in his
shoes. He just wanted to reach out and stroke his glass smooth cheeks. The
ride was all to brief.

"I'm just gonna walk Kris to the door, all right, Dad?"

"Sure thing; I'll wait right here."

When they reached the front door, Colby's fingers closed gently around
Kris' wrist.

"Thanks, man."

"For what?" asked Kris.

"Accepting my blindness so quickly. For not treating me any different when
you found out. I just hate to be pitied, happens far too often. And
especially thanks for not shouting. So many people confuse blind with
deaf," he finished with a laugh.

Kris chuckled along with him.

"Thanks again. Hope we'll see each other more before I go back to New
York," Colby said, giving Kris' hand a small squeeze.

"Me too," Kris called when Colby trotted back to the car.

He had the hugest grin on his face when he entered the house. He lay down
on the couch in the living room and popped a gum in his mouth. He stretched
content, seeing Colby before him; his smile, his unusual eyes. He swore he
could still hear the sound of his voice, his laugh. The week before he
would have laughed at the thought of love at first sight; now not so much.


Kris dozed slowly off, the image of Colby following him into a dream. It
turned out to be a very wet dream, quite noticeable when he came back to
the land of the living. He couldn't believe he came in his pants like
that. Oh, if only he could remember the dream. He couldn't stand it any
longer, he had to talk to someone.


Kris was quickly out the door again, setting off to find his friends at
Jonas' apartment. Hell, maybe Colby would be there.

That was soon crashed when he found Jonas' mom out walking. He greeted her
warmly, asking if the boys were home.

"Sure, both guys are at the apartment. I'm headed out and won't be back for
a while. I think I forgot to lock the door, so just go in. Just remember to
lock it, okay?"

He assured her he would and was on his way. The door was open,
alright. Kris walked in, locked the door as he was told and headed for
Jonas' room.

"You guys won't believe what happ..."

What he found wasn't all that surprising. A naked Robbie, on his back,
Jonas looming over him, hand firmly gripping Robbie's hard ebony shaft,
jerking it up and down.

"Jesus, Kris," Jonas uttered, dropping back.

"Look who's talking. Your mom is hardly out of the house and you're hot and
heavy. Hehehe, I can imagine her face and yours if she came back and
surprised ya."

Jonas shuddered at the thought. "Do you mind if we get dressed," he asked
Kris.

"Why, nothing I haven't seen before?"

"Yeah, well, at least then we had a chance at your hot little ass joining
in," Robbie laughed, drawing a huge blush on Kris' face.

"Anyway, who lit the fire under your ass? What put that stupid grin on your
face?"

Robbie slapped Jonas on the thigh. "Hey, that's a gorgeous grin,
remember. From the prettiest boy in the world," he said teasingly, knowing
how embarrassed Kris was when they brought out just how beautiful he was.

"That would be Colby, not me," Kris muttered.

"WHO?" both his friends uttered, leaning nude, back against the wall.

"Colby, that's Data's brother. I, uh, ran into him today."

Robbie nudged Jonas. "Somebody's in lo-o-ove."

Jonas laughed hard. He started making little kissing sounds while Robbie
pretended sucking an invisible dick.

"Come on, guys, I'm serious."

"Ooooooh, it's serious! Kris' got it ba-a-a-ad. When's the wedding? I
thought you were already heading down the aisle with my little sister."
Robbie said.

The boyfriends totally cracked up, holding onto each other. When they
settled down, Jonas motioned Kris over to the bed.


"OK, lover boy, don't keep us in suspense, what was he like?"

"Yeah go ahead, you're like a giddy schoolgirl," Robbie teased him.

"He was fucking awesome. Looked just like Data. He was easy to talk to, he
was funny, and when he ran his fingers over my face I thought I would cum
in my pants. Oh, Jonas, please, try to find a way of bringing us all
together. Tell your mom your eager to meet him. Say anything; then you
invite me too and...and..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down," Jonas smiled. "Wow, you really got it bad,
pal. Hehehe, don't worry, we'll think of something."

"Thank you, thank you," Kris gushed, giving his best friends a big hug,
squeezing their nude bodies tight.

He caught himself, a little embarrassed at his childish outburst. But his
friends only smiled at the enormous grin on his face.

"Uhm, Kris. He ran his fingers over your face?" Robbie asked.

He told them about Colby being blind.

"Oh, we're sorry. Is it...must be very difficult for him."

"I don't think so. He seems to have accepted it pretty well."

They chatted a little more, before Kris excused himself so the other two
could finish what he had interrupted. Before Kris sauntered out the door,
with such eagerness in his whole body, they hugged him goodbye, promising
again to find a way for Kris and Colby to find some alone time. When he was
gone they ran for the bedroom, ripping each other's clothes off on the way,
before stumbling naked down on Jonas' bed.

"I really hope Kris and Colby...that's it, touch my dick...end up
together."

"Me too, Robbie. It's so sad to see him so down...your cock feels so
good...all the time."

"A boyfriend is just what...jack me off, baby...he needs."

"If only he didn't live...I'm gonna suck you now...in New York."

"They'll visit their dad now and again...oh, God, suck me in
deep...bringing them together... oh, yes, take me down your throat..."

Robbie went quiet as Jonas deep-throated him fully, massaging the shaft
with the underside of his tongue. Jonas took hold of Robbie's nuts, rolling
them between his fingers. The feelings running through his swallowed cock
made Robbie thrust upward, fucking Jonas between his lips. Jonas took it
all, thrust after thrust, sucking hard.

"Jonas, I can't hold it...I'm too horny...Jonas.....oh, baby, suck my
cock!!!!"

The doorbell rang as jet after jet of hot teen spunk shot into Jonas'
mouth.

"Fuck, not now," Robbie complained, pulling back.

"Just let them leave," Jonas managed through a mouthful of semen that then
ran down his chin.

The doorbell rang again. And again.

"COMING!" Robbie yelled.

They struggled back into their clothes, while Robbie tried to clean Jonas'
chin and throat from jizz. Eventually they managed to stagger to the door,
opening it.

"Hey, Data," Jonas said.

The boy outside the door pulled a white walking stick from behind his
back. "I don't think so," he said with a smile. "Can I come in?"

"Sure, sure," Jonas said, stepping aside so the blind boy could find his
way in.

"Dad was taking me home when a coworker called. He'll be busy for a while
longer and dropped me off here. I wanted to meet you so I hope you don't
mind?"

"Not at all," Jonas said, taking the boy into the living room.

"You're pretty good with that cane," Robbie told him when they sat down.

Colby obviously didn't mind what Robbie said as he laughed. "Should have
seen me when I first started using it, I knocked over so much I'm surprised
people didn't think I was Data."

Jonas and Robbie smiled at each other. Kris had sure summed up the sound of
Colby's laugh just perfectly. Colby took off his sunglasses, giving them
their first glimpse of his fog-colored eyes. Jonas thought they were
beautiful, just like the rest of the boy. No wonder Kris was so crazy about
him.

"How long are you staying, Colby, "Robbie asked.

"4 more days. Any reason you ask?"

"Not really, just though we'd all get together, us, Data and Kris before
you guys leave." New life was brought to Colby's face at the mention of
Kris' name. The boys smiled at each other again, having noticed. The boy
seemed to have it just as bad as Kris.

"S-sure. That would be g-great," he stuttered.

"Cool. We'll arrange something," Jonas said.

"You guys known Kris long?"

"We met him for the first time not long after we got toget...," Jonas said.

"Together? Uhm, you guys a couple or something?" Colby asked.

Robbie shrugged his shoulders as if to say why the hell not and they both
confirmed it. Colby went quiet for 30 seconds or so.

"It's pretty cool that you told me. Thanks. Kris..is he?...never mind," he
finally said.

"Well, we didn't think you'd mind, since...well...you're..."

"Don't tell me Data fucking outed me to you guys?"

They reluctantly confirmed that too.

"That son of a...."

Then he let go of that wonderful laugh again. "That boy never listens to
anything I say. God, I hope he didn't let Dad hear it"

They quickly reassured him he didn't, which brought a sigh of relief. Colby
asked them how they got together, so they spent the next ten minutes
filling him in on their history, though leaving out the gay Kris
parts. They wanted to leave that up their friend.

"Wow. That's quite a history you share."

"Yup, you couldn't write this shit," Robbie said with a smile.

"Does Kris know?"


They said yes.


"How'd he take it?" he asked quietly, like he was afraid of the answer.

"He won't hold it against you, if that's what worries you, he's cool that
way," Robbie said diplomatically. Though he'd love to hold your body
against him, Robbie was tempted to say, but bit his tongue.

"Good. I liked him a lot, very nice to talk to. He mentioned you Uncle
Matt, Jonas. Maybe we can get together there. Don't you get to borrow his
house?" Colby asked.

Now why hadn't they thought of that? They called him right away and Matt
asked them if they wanted to come over Saturday. He'd be there but they
were more than welcome. When Frank picked up his son, he was fine with it
too as it gave him alone time with his fiance. So the plan was set. Colby
was visibly exited and they wanted to mention Kris was gay to put the boy
out of his misery. But they still kept quiet, though it took plenty of
restraint.

Once again they were alone. Once again they ran for Jonas' bed. With only
30 minutes before Jonas' mom would be home they could not shed their
clothes fast enough.

"Man, that kid is beyond beautiful. I've never seen anything like it,"
Robbie said, referring to Colby, as he pulled Jonas nude body down upon his
own.

"I know, those lips....sigh....now give me yours."

Robbie eagerly did as requested, grabbing Jonas by the back of his
head. They stuck to lips at first, but it wasn't long before Robbie pushed
for entrance with his tongue. When he entered, Jonas' wet tongue slid in
circles around his own. Robbie took firm hold of Jonas buttocks, drawing
him into himself. With that invitation Jonas swirled his hips in small
circles, humping into his lover's groin. Robbie ran his fingers over Jonas'
thrusting cheeks. How he loved the texture of his skin back there; so
smooth, so delicious. Once again Jonas came, brought over the edge when
Robbie's finger suddenly pressed at his asshole. His head seemed to explode
as he cried out in sheer delight.

"I'm cumin again." Pause. "Lick me clean."

He rolled off Robbie, who got over on his stomach. He looked at Jonas'
spunk covered tummy, then reached out with his tongue, lapping at the white
liquid with the taste buds on his tongue, reveling in the familiar taste he
couldn't get enough of. He licked Jonas' limp penis next, cleaning it
thoroughly before crawling higher, pushing his own jizz covered tummy into
Jonas' face. Jonas felt the soft stomach against his lips and stuck out his
tongue to lick.

"Want a load of cock, baby?" Robbie asked.

As an answer Jonas got on his stomach, his bubble ass poking tantalizingly
up at Robbie's admiring eyes. He lifted Jonas' hips to open the cheeks and
Jonas stayed in the position long enough for Robbie to ease in his
cockhead.

And the doorbell rang.

"Oh, hell no!" Robbie complained, shoving forward, pressing Jonas back down
on the mattress by thrusting his entire cock inside with one hard stroke.

"Maybe we should answer it, Robbie?"

"No, I'm fucking MY ass, and I'm fucking it now! They can come back."

"Hehe, it's yours as much as mine, babe. Go for it."

They ignored the ringing bell; in fact Robbie fucked even harder every time
it rang. Luckily, or maybe unluckily for Jonas they gave up after three
more rings.

"Thank God they're gone. Now prepare for the ride of your life, bitch."

"We'll see who's whose bitch when you're done, cocksucker."

"And what a good one I am too," Robbie bragged.

"So true. Now fuck me."

Robbie gave all his focus to the plowing of the boy cunt under him. He lay
down on Jonas with his entire length so they were pressed together from top
to bottom. He hooked his arms under Jonas' armpits and pressed his
cheekbone to his boyfriend's. His legs rubbed against Jonas' legs, calves
and thighs both, as he rode on his back. Jonas' rounded cheeks were pressed
hard against his groin ever time he bottomed out. Jonas' warm back felt so
good against his chest too.


The intimate closeness and furious pounding from his boyfriend made Jonas
come again. It made his asshole clamp down uncontrollably, trapping Robbie
inside him. This in turn made Robbie's cock pulse and throb, his own orgasm
exploding within Jonas' bowels.

"Oh, God, that was intense!" Jonas said when they were lying side by side a
minute later.

Robbie leaned on his elbow, touching Jonas' skin everywhere he could reach.

"I wonder if Kris has a virgin on his hand?" he said.

"Me too. If yes, it won't last, Kris can be very persuasive; and
irresistible. Of course, not as much as you, sweetie," Jonas said
seductively, giving Robbie a kiss on the cheek.

Looking at the clock they had no choice but to get up. Robbie said he had
to get going anyway, as his mom would have dinner on the table soon. And he
had, eww, homework. They dressed and went to the front door. Robbie stepped
out into the hallway, but couldn't resist leaning over for a final
kiss. They forgot they could be seen if someone approached the front door,
neither willing to let go.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!!!" a voice thundered behind Robbie, a hand
grabbing the teen roughly by the shoulder.

"Dad!" Jonas whispered fearfully.