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                    "ROBIN AND RAMONE
				Pt 1 of 5"

       All costumed characters with the exception of Kestrel
                      are copywrite DC comics
                   ----Part One: Alley Fight----

    Kestrel and Robin backed into each other, fists raised against
the gang around them, and trurned slowly. Fifteen teens and young
men surrounded the costumed pair, brandishing knives, chains,
baseball bats, and boards with nails. Robin cut a quick glance to
Ramone, the boy they had come here to get. He was back in a corner
behind the caped heroes, standing defiant. He was a tall hispanic
teenager, only a little younger than Kestrel. Shirtless, with a deep
muscular chest and strong arms, he was eager to be in the upcoming
fight as well and rocked forward on the balls of his feet.
   Robin shook his head and kept his eye on the guy with the Bowie
knife. Ramone was their only connection to the biggest Gotham drug
ring in history; he had seen things he was not meant to see and now
his own gang was trying to kill him. He had turned to the only
person who could help him; Batman. Only Batman hadn't been there.
Robin had been monitoring the Batcave communications and heard
Ramone's plea. He had quickly changed into his costume with
Kestrel right behind him, and the boys had roared out of the Batcave
on Robin's motorcycle to bring Ramone into custody where he would be
safe until time for him to testify.
    They had caught up to him about the same time the gang had, and
now the two caped teens were in a Mexican standoff, with Ramone as
the prize. Suddenly the Reapers' leader broke the ice and lunged at
Kestrel's flat stoamch with his Bowie knife. Robin brought his staff
down on the man's forearm and heard the bone break. Kestrel relaxed
a bit as the knife slid away down a grating and aimed a sidekick at
the onrushing man, slamming his bootheel into the man's forehead and
sending him back in a crumpled mess. The other gang menbers attacked
en masse and the two Caped Crusaders fought like young demons for
their very lives. Kestrel gasped as a knife drew a bloody line down
his chest and another slashed his arm, and Robin gritted his teeth
as he was punched repeatedly in the stomach. Both teens went on,
fighting like mad, laying out opponents left and right with perfectly
timed martial arts maneuvers. Kestrel silently prayed, thanking God
that Robin had been so insistant on them training together for this
very situation. The two boys worked together liked a well-built
engine, cutting through the howling mob with practised expertise.
    Kestrel grunted again as a board slammed into his side, followed
by a massive fist to the jaw that sent him to his knees, black spots
dancing before his eyes. He had to get up, had to be at Robin's back
and side to protect him! He struggled to his feet and blocked the
next series of blows, then raised his fist and slammed it into the
man's face, the muscles of his arm surging like pistons as they laid
the gangbanger out with one blow. Kestrel turned back to the rest of
the fight, seeing Robin spin kick two men at once, then jump up and
slam his boot into the temple of another before landing and
immediately back-kicking another ganger in the stomach.
    The two teens fought on until, suddenly, Robin went down as a
mailed fist slammed into the Teen Wonder's temple. The cry from
Robin distracted Kestrel enough that he could not block the next
series of blows. He was overborne back into a brick wall and saw a
nail coming for his head when Ramone stepped in and caught the
board, flipping it away and then punching out the guy using it.
Kestrel regained his feet and the three teens made quick work of the
rest. Suddenly, there was no-one else standing, and the two caped
youths high-fived each other, then Robin turned to Ramone and shook
the tall teen's hand. "Thanks for the help!"
    "Thanks for coming. They caught me on the phone and knew I was
turning them in, so I had to make a break for it. You guys were
fantastic. That was the most incredible fighting I have ever seen!"
Robin had a chance to look over Ramone now, and liked what he saw:
long straight black hair bound in a ponytail, with large liquid
black eyes. Smooth dark skin and shirtless. His deep chest glistened
from his exertions, and his flat stomach heaved as he drew deep
breathes. He looked damn strong, but he didn't have the tireless
endurance Robin or Kestrel had. Robin noticed Kestrel checking out
Ramone's skintight 501's, and then kneeling.
    "Ramone. Looks like one of them got you man." Kestrel dabbed at
a streak of blood coming from a cut on Ramone's thigh. "We better
all get fixed up. We'll take you to the Batcave so you'll be safe."
    Ramone lit up, his leg wound forgotten. "Wow! The Batcave? That
would be great." Robin smiled. This kid, five weeks ago, would have
run from anything in a cape, now he was acting like a little kid
about to go to the circus. Not easy being a living legend, he
thought. Kestrel was hurt a little, so he took the bike in with
Ramone riding blindfolded on back, while Robin took to the rooftops.

     Kestrel roared into the Batcave and down the long empty tunnel
deep into the earth. Bats moved uneasily above him when he parked
the cycle and took Ramone's blindfold off. The handsome spanish boy
looked around in wonder at the huge cavernous interior, his dark
eyes bright. Kestrel slipped his cape off and slid his tunic off
with a grunt. Ramone came over to the shirtless teen. "You got
cut, man? You didn't say anything."

            ----Part Two: Kestrel Gets Taken Care Of----
     "I'm OK. It's not deep. Just needs to be cleaned." Ramone went
over and got a bottle of antiseptic and started to daub it on
Kestrels musclular chest, following the shallow cut. Without his
superb martial arts skills, the knife would have slid right into
Kestrel's lung. That guy had known exactly where to cut him, and
that disturbed him a little. The gangs in that part of the city had
been getting TOO good recently. The fight with the Reavers was only
the latest in a series of close calls the three Caped Crusaders had
had. Kestrel gritted his teeth a bit as the alcohol bit into his
chest, tracing a line of fire across it again. Ramone knew to clean
it deeply, lest it get infected. Kestrel's nipples raised up out of
the large brown aureoles at the touch of the young man's hand on his
chest, and Kestrel felt himself get really warm. Ramone continued to
doctor him, and he rested back on the table, watching the handsome
hispanic kid treat him. "I used to do this for all the guys, "
Ramone said suddenly, his voice unexpected in the stillness. "Lot of
fights, lot of injuries. This guy in our building, I think he used
to be a doctor, he taught me what to do."
    "You do good work," Kestrel said, sitting up "You leg needs some
attention." Ramone stepped back and underdid his belt, then peeled
the skintight 501's from his long legs, revealing his lithe dark
body in all it's glory. He had no underwear and Kestrel couldn't
keep his eyes off the long uncut cock on the kid. God, he had to be
at least as big as Batman, and Kestrel still winced as he thought of
the last time he had had Batman plough his young tight ass. Ramone's
cock was fully hard, sticking out from his muscled dark body like a
flagpole, and Ramone blushed a bit.
    "Shit, I'm really hard amigo. I got it bad. You're really a hot
guy you know? All that punching and everything, it gets my blood up,
and looks like it does the same to you." Ramone stepped forward and
gently touched Kestrel's trunks, caressing the growing hard-on in
the teenager's tights. Kestrel shuddered as the taller teen embraced
him, and then he reached up and kissed the handsome guy. They stood
like that for a long time: Ramone's dark muscled body pressed
against Kestrel's smaller hardbodied form, the two teens kissing and
sharing tounge. Kestrel felt Ramone's hard shaft pressing against
his flat stomach, and he rubbed his costumed body against it,
feeling it's hot length slip up and down his body. Ramone groaned
and kissed him harder, pushing his tounge in Kestrel's mouth and
tasting the teens's rosey lips. Kestrel pressed his bulging tights
against the young gangers leg, feeling the hard resisting muscle
there, his hands how pressing on the handsome guy's firm, full ass.
Ramone hugged the smaller teenager to him, reveling in the
hardbodied young muscleboy beneath his hands. Everywhere he felt, he
felt firm smooth muscles, tensed and ready, and he felt that hot
length in the guy's trunks trying to get to his already naked meat.
His cock throbbed once, trailing a gooey line of precum over the
young hero's stomach, and Kestrel broke the embrace and knelt,
taking Ramone's cock in his gloved hand and started to play with
Ramone's foreskin. The young hispanic boy groaned and threw his head
back as he felt the caped boy play with his huge manhood. Then the
masked teen slipped his lips over the head and began to kick and
suck it. None of his buds had EVER done this! All they had ever done
was just jerk each other, but this caped kid meant business! Ramone
swayed as his cock was licked and sucked. When Kestrel slid his
tounge up between his foreskin and cockhead, Ramone groaned and
pressed one hand behind the boy's head as he came explosively in the
handsome teenager's mouth. The sensations of the blonde hero sucking
and milking his cock as it exploded in his mouth drove Ramone to the
ground and he grabbed his still erupting cock, masterbating it
vigerously. Kestrel swallowed a load of the handsome guy's cum and
wiped his mouth, watching the dark teen lost in his own private
world as his large hands worked on his even larger cock. Kestrel
took off his belt and stripped the rest of the way, finally freeing
his cut 8" cock, and he knelt before the enraptured young ganger and
held him, He bore Ramone back to the soft floor and laid his lean
hard firm body on top of Ramone's powerfully muscled torso,
straddling the big teen's chest. He brushed Ramone's lips with his
own hot cock and the young spanish boy gratefully kissed it and
licked the lip. He kept his tounge just on the tip and started to
drive Kyle wild with it, swirling it around in his mouth until
Kestrel could not take it anymore and slid away. He bent over the
dark teens loins and took the handsome Latin ganger's half limp cock
in his mouth again and blew the teen until he was rock hard again.
Then he stretched out full on top of the guy's hard body. Ramone was
built like a fullback; tall and broad, with heavy corded muscles
knotting his arms and legs, deepening his chest. Ramone's stomach
was a flat washboard with deeply cut slabs of muscle just below
rock-hard ribs and beautiful pecs. Ramone's aureole were the size of
quarters, and a rich chocolate brown darker even than the young
ganger's smooth chest. Kestrel bent over and attended to the big
guys nipples, raising them hard, then kissed themagain, Kestrel
being crushed to handsome teen's big chest by strong arms. Kestrel
was probably stronger, but he didn't want to wrestle. He rolled them
over so that dark Ramone was on top, and began to caress the smooth
firm globes of Ramone's gluts, feeling his sweet smooth ass. He slid
a finger down the almost hairless crack as Ramone shifted his
weight then tested the tightness of the boys's puckered hole. Ramone
groaned loudly as Kestrel's probing finger found that and kept
kissing the pretty blonde masked teen. Kestrel pushed his finger
deeper until it slip past the griping ring of muscle and popped in.
    Ramone gasped and pulled away, leaving Kestrel on the floor.
"What, what was that, man?"
    "Just testing how tight you are. You ever fucked another
guy?"

       ----Part Three: Kestrel Gives Ramone His First Fuck----

    "No, no but I've always dreamed about it. I've always had dreams
of Batman arresting me, bending me over a chair and popping it to me
with his big cock. Is it really pretty big?"
   "Oh yeh, it's pretty big." Kestrel fondled Ramones uncut length.
"About like yours, and uncut as well."
   Ramone smiled at that and stroked his manhood. A drop of spent
cum fell to Kestrel's smooth chest, and Ramone absently wiped it
away, sending shivers of pleasure through the smaller boy's body.
Ramone carressed Kestrel's bush, then the smooth cut cock,
masterbating the boy a second. "You've been with him? Fucked him?"
    "Yeh, and he's pretty tough for me to take. He's easy to do,
though. Both Robin and I have fucked him, sometimes at the same
time."
    "That would be a dream come true for me, with you and Robin,
actually. I've always wanted him, and you since you showed up. Now I
have you..." He bent down and licked Kestrels firm chest, then down
his stomach to his hot young cock. He took it in his mouth all the
way this time, swirling it with his tounge then pulled back. "Fuck
me," he breathed. "I want it, I want you in me hero." Kestrel smiled
and positioned Ramone just right.
    He worked his finger in Ramone's asshole, lubricating it with
his and Ramone's precum, then slid another finger up past the
resisting muscle as Ramone let out a little yelp. He loosened up the
spanish boy then entered him as Ramone groaned, taking a cock up his
ass for the first time. Kestrel remembered his first time with a
man, how brutal and painful it had been, then Robin's gentle, sweet
lovemaking and how good it had felt. He tried to do the same to
Ramone, and finally he moaned and spent himself explosively inside
the handsome street kid. He kept pumping his cock into Ramone's
tight ass, working it good, giving the boy a good long fuck as
Ramone ahhhed and yelped when Kestrel got too fast or too hard. Kyle
finally started to go limp, and slid out of Ramone's not-so-tight
hot hole and sat back. Ramone turned to him.
   "Man that was fantastic! I never knew a guy could be so good.
I've played with my hole since I could get a hard-on, and even did
the thing with my fingers a few times but it hurt too much."
   Kyle toweled off his cock and smiled. "I did too until Robin
showed me how to do it with a guy. He really is a Teen Wonder, man.
He showed me everything! You were just doing it wrong, like I was.
That was why you hurt."
   "I don't hurt now."
   "You probably will in a little while, or it'll be sore 'cause it
was your first time with a man."
   "Yeh, but I want some more right now. You up to it?"
   Kestrel smiled and reached over to him, then stopped "Why don't
you try me, give me some time to recharge OK?"
   Ramone carressed the hard young body in front of him, Kestrels'
smooth chest slicked with the sweat of his exertions and sex, then
turned him around. Tenetively he explored Kyles smooth ass, feeling
the puckered little rosebud between the teen hero's legs, and then
oiled his cock up. He pressed forward and Kestrel pressed back,
taking Ramone's ten-incher up his ass easier than he took Batman.
Batman was thicker than this guy, though, so he was long but didn't
hurt nearly as much. It was great, and then Ramone started pumping
his steel-hard cock in and out, rubbing against Kestrel's prostate
and the masked boy though he would hit the ceiling. God this randy
street kid was GOOOOOD! Ramone kept it up a little bit until the
heat and the tightness and the silky feel of Kestrel's firm young
body finally was too much for him and he came in the hero's ass.
Kestrel pushed back, taking every inch of Ramone's erupting cock as
deeply as he could, feeling the boy fill him, then go limp after
a bit.
   He turned to Ramone, and the dark boy was blowing hard, exhausted
from his first fuck. Kestrel bore the muscular teen back and laid
him down, covering his dark body and kissing the tired teen, feeling
the cooling sweat on Ramone's body mix with his own.
   They laid there a bit, then Kestrel got up. "Ready for a shower,
man?" "Yeh that would be great, you tired me out more than any girl
ever has, amigo." Kestrel took Ramone by the shoulder and steered
the tall teen to the showers, where he and Dick and Bruce had so
much fun after workouts some days, and they bathed and dried.
    Kestrel went back to his discarded costume and took his belt,
then got a fresh spare and slid the skintight spandex over his
muscular body as Ramone helped him with the tight fabric. It hugged
his tight little body like a single glove, and produced the most
awesome sensations when it slid across his chest or legs! He felt
himself get hard again, tenting the black tights, as he adjusted the
long calf-length cape across his broad shoulders.
   "Man you and Robin sure look hot in those costumes. I mean they
show off everything you have!"

     ----Part Four: Robin Finally Shows Up In His Own Story----

   "Thanks," said a voice from behind the two teens. Ramone jumped
but Kestrel recognized Robin instantly. Robin walked over to Kestrel
and put a hand on his shoulder, then turned to Ramone. "You like
what you see? Thinking about having him?"
   Ramone flashed even white teeth at the Teen Wonder. "Too late,
man," he said, blushing. "Didn't mean to, it just happened."
   Robin laughed. "Kestrel's a big boy, He can take care of himself
better than I can and he does not need me to tell him who to go to
bed with. He's pretty hot, huh?"
   "Yeh! He showed me pretty much everything..."
   "Everything? You were a virgin, man?"
   "Well I was as far as guys were concerned. I think I was a little
tight for him. But he didn't hurt me."
   "That's good. You're a pretty handsome guy, Ramone." Robin
checked out Ramone's tightly muscular 6'2" body. Put about two
inches on him and forty pounds of muscle, and you would have a
dead ringer for Batman's hunky body. As it was, Ramone had a pumped
weightlifter's build, probably courtesy of Juvenile Authority. Robin
eyed the handsome kid and stepped over to him. "You looked ragged
out. Want a place to sleep until Batman gets here? There are some
cots over there. And your clothes are back at the medicine locker.
Didn't even wait to get him in bed, huh?" He smiled at Kestrel and
punched the randy teen in the arm. He hoped the boy was not too
tired for him in a few hours. They both still had a patrol to run
tonight after Batman came back. Ramone went over to check out the
cots while Robin and Kestrel made sure Robin's bike was fueled and
checked messages on the Batcomputer. Kestrel turned to his handsome
lover. "I got to go man, Dad will be back in town for a few days, so
I got to lay low on the crime-fighting for a little while. I can't
wait until we both go to Hudson University next month. Our own dorm
room and everything. I'll be like you were my brother."
    Robin leaned over and kissed Kestrel on the cheek. "Yeh, I can't
wait either. How's Ramone?"
    "Ramone? He's great, man he's about as big as Batman. He's randy
as hell too, he wore me out."
    "Wore YOU out? Heck, he'd kill me then."
   "He wants you man, said he used to beat off to your picture and
imagine he was you getting fucked by Batman."
   "Shit, how many guys IN this city beat off to me every night?"
   "Price of fame, man, price of fame."
   "Well, that's about that. Have a safe trip, and I'll see you
later in the week." Kestrel took his gym bag with his street clothes
and jumped up on his own bike, then roared out of the Batcave after
one last kiss and pat from Robin.

    Robin wandered back in the Cave and came up on Ramone using the
gym gear. Robin eyed him, saw Kestrel was right. He was at least as
big as Batman was, and Robin was glad. He wanted a nice long thick
cock right now, and Batman was too busy searching out the last arms-
for- drugs connection to even come home. He felt his ass twitch a
bit as he saw Ramone's cock jump in his jeans as he approached the
tall teen.
   "Kestrel told me about your first time. I hope he was OK."
   "Yeh he was great. Look, this is really pushing it, but I'm
still horny as hell, and that tight costume is driving me nuts!"
   Robin smiled. "Let me get out of this thing. I've been in it all
day and all last night. I stink like hell." He then walked over to
the showers and stripped all except for his mask, and let the shower
play over his hard tight muscles until they loosened. He felt Ramone
enter the showers behind him, and then large dark hands started to
knead his shoulders and back, relaxing his muscles in an instant.
They seemed to melt under the husky boy's touch, and Ramone ran his
fingers through Robin's long coal black hair, combing shampoo
through it, then dropping to pat Robin's firm ass. Robin just stood
there and let Ramone wash him. Now that he was inside and didn't
have to be alert every second lest someone try to blow his head off,
he felt the tension of the fight drain out of him. He already had a
series of multicolored bruises scoring his chest and legs, with one
on the side of his head that made him want to just go to bed. Alone.
Then Ramones skillful hands found his hurts and massaged them away.
His strong hands kneaded the Teen Wonder's wonderfully muscled body
and left nothing untouched. Heavy hot water pelting him, Ramone slid
his hands over Robin's soaped statuesque body and played with the
young superhero's cock until it rose hard and purple. He was cut
like his partner and Ramone loved the feel of the smooth velvety
cockhead as he massaged that as well, then cupped the Caped
Crusader's low hanging balls in his hand and kneaded them as well as
he kneaded the teen's tight shoulders.
    Robin relaxed under the treatment until Ramone knelt before him
and kissed Robin's cock. Then he felt a surge of warmth and strength
through his tired body, and he pressed the teenager's face against
his wet groin, feeling his cock caress the boy's cheek, then Ramone
turn his head and take the long member in his mouth. Robin's cock
hardened more and lengthened as it was sucked, and Robin could not
stand it for long. He pulled away from Ramone and stood him up,
kissing him.

               ----Part Five: Robin's Latin Lover----
    "Thanks for the massage; I was dead on my feet."
    "You're going to have some pretty spectacular bruises tomorrow.
Thanks...I mean you took all that beating just to rescue me. Kestrel
even got knifed."
    Robin's eyes snapped open, his body tense. "It's OK, he's OK! He
dodged it. He was OK enough to show me the ropes, at least." Robin
relaxed again, melting against Ramone's body and staggering a bit as
the adrenelin high he had been on went away all of a sudden. His
strong body sagged against Ramone, and Ramone helped him out of the
showers and dried his hunky body.
    Robin sat down heavily on the edge of the cot, then laid down,
stretching his powerful young body out as he felt his spine pop.
Ramone knelt down beside him and laid a large hand on Robin's flat
washboard stomach, then began to gently move it in a circle. Robin
closed his bright blue eyes and let the handsome hispanic boy seduce
him. Ramone's hand moved up and teased Robin's nipples. Ramone
wathced Robin's cock swell again and his balls draw up until the
cock arched over Robin's flat rigid abs. Ramone felt the teen hero's
smooth cut cock, fingering it's 7" length, feeling the nice
thickness as the skin slipped back and forth. Robin groaned as a
drop od precum oozed out and Ramone rubbed the drop around his
cockhead. Ramone bent over the cot and took the Teen Wonder's
marble-hard member in his mouth all at once and went down on the
pretty black haired boy hero.

    Robin shuddered and ran his hand through Ramone's long silky
black hair as the teen sucked and licked his cock. Feeling refreshed
he sat up and let the boy keep sucking his cock. Then he stood up
and brought Ramone up and kissed him deeply, then pressed him back
into the cave wall, the cold stone causing the kids nipples to stand
at attention. He played with Ramone's nipples, watching as his touch
caused the kid's uncut penis to get hard as a board. He trailed his
fingers delicately down Ramone's powerful body until Robin's hands
wrapped around that huge peice of meat the hispanic street kid kept
between his legs. It jutted out now, poking into Robin's bush, and
Robin played with the boy's foreskin, pulling it and pushing it.
    Then he turned him around and began to play with his ass.
Ramone loved this and bent over, eager to have Robin plow him. Robin
smiled at the pretty red rosebud there and he slid one finger up the
teen, then another in with it. Ramone groaned as he was stretched
for the second time that day, then he knelt and felt Robin the Teen
Wonder enter him! He was a good as Kestrel was, and better! Ramone
groaned as he felt the hot, hunky hero's cock slide in and out of
his tight ass, and tried to milk Robin's cock. Robin pumped the
pumped-up teen until Robin blasted his cum into the boy, then pulled
back. Ramone then got his chance at Robin, and he was eager. Robin
shuddered as he felt Ramone's huge length enter him. Kestrel was
right about this hot stud! He milked the pretty guy's cock until
finally Ramone came and then pulled himself free. Robin eased the
big teenager back onto his back, and pulled his legs up so he could
get at the boy's wet hole. He slid his cock back in the handsome
ganger, and began to bang him face to face, caressing the kid's
nipples and muscular chest. Ramone went wild with the randy hero
fucking him, groaning as he was worked over and Robin strutted his
stuff. Finally Robin shot his load again, and then laid on top of
the husky teen and kissed him, his gentle hands moving over every
hard inch of Ramone's powerful body. He twisted the kids balls, then
pulled on his hardening cock. He squatted down and took the
half-hard kid up his wet hole and Ramone arched his back and moaned
like it was him being fucked. His cock hardened to it's full thick
ten inches and Robin moaned on top if him as he rode the dark young
man like a prize stallion. Finally Ramone came one last time and
Robin sat up. He helped the boy to the showers and then back to the
bed, still woozy from his double fuck-session. Robin turned out the
lights on him and wondered how Batman would like this muscular young
stud later that night.
