We were born this way.
We were made this way.
We were programmed this way.
We were designed like this.

We don’t know...we just are.

The Story of how Atlas and Astro boy ended up gay.

By Dan

(Shotacon boy on boy graphic sex and words)

Rated “Fag R seriously” and “totally gay-mo”

Part 2:  Red and full of piss-it-tude

      Our first meeting was anything but cordial or loving. It was a summer morning, school was out and myself, Kenichi Kennedy, Shibugaki and Alejio we walking through the Metro City grand commons park on our way to the Ginza to “bum around” and play video games. These guys were members of what we called “The Tree House Gang” because of the big tree house we all built in the middle of the park. Next to Reno, these were my other closest friends because they all stood up when people got pissy over a robot going to school. Kenichi is a natural born leader and brave as all get out. He walked right up to a bunch of angry anti-robot protesters and leveled the business at them, got right in their chests spitting fumes….

“He stays!...you all suck!….If you want the complaint department? I have my soccer cleats all sharpened for the reception room!”

 I swear he might have been only eleven years old at the time but Kenichi had the “swinging nuts” of a 30 year old man and when he stood up, he usually couldn’t help but drag Shibugaki and Alejio right on his butt as he added “stiffeners” to the spines of the other two. Well we were all walking along and talking over hobbies, soccer and what to do for the rest of summer when Atlas first appeared.

   He stood blocking us on the trail through the park with his arms crossed, his chest stuck out, his head turned slightly upwards and he had this serious scowl on his face. He wore nothing but thick black boots, a yellow sort of Native American...I dunno….loin cloth? “Giggles” Shibugaki called it a “penis curtain” and a pair of black trunks, which like mine sort of could be called “underwear” for a close term.

    He blurted out...and yes Atlas, I am still going to make fun of how you said it. Sheesh...how many times did you watch Superman II?...”kneel before Zod!” I swear if I had “stuff” at that time my response would surely have been….

   “Hey fire truck! Kneel before my nuts!”

    Atlas was also cherry apple red save his lush golden blonde hair, I was so jealous of him for having such a nice head of natural flowing hair where I have to always deal with this hairless plastic noggin of mine that makes me feel like a prepubescent cat. I’m talking of course of my head bangs...I’d call them “Hair bangs” if I had any hair.

    So….Atlas stood as if he commanded everything around him, pointed at me and snarled….”Are you Astro?”

    I replied. “Yes...who are you?” I know...typical corny reply huh?

    Atlas stomped towards us all, stopping a few feet and throwing his finger at us…”You fat bags step aside...You?” Atlas said to me. “You and I are going to fight right now.”

     Now you know Kenichi right? Bravery streak sets in and he puts himself between Atlas and me….

     “I don’t know who you think you are but Astro’s not going to fight someone for no good reason. Now why do you want to fight him?” Ken said as he threw his arms out.

     Atlas paid him no mind. He honestly could have killed Kenichi and he was perfectly ready too….except as Atlas told me later on...”I don’t kill humans who at least show the depth of their convictions and have the courage to back them up. Though I hated humans completely at that time...I instantly liked Kenichi so I wanted to make sure he didn’t get hurt.”

    Problem was...Atlas dropped Kenichi with a sort of throw that caused him to stumble backwards and twist his left ankle real bad...I immediately took that as a threat and did a stupid thing…

    I walked up to Atlas and gave him a strong push...”HEY! DON’T PUT YOUR HANDS ON MY FRIENDS! I DON’T WANT TO FIGHT YOU…..ATLAS? SO CHILL OUT!”

    Atlas chilled out all right….”He sucker punched me in the face and shattered my left eye covering, knocking out my ability to see to my left side…

    Then he wailed on me. Punched me in the mouth, broke my jaw mechanism, broke my left arm and knocked out some of my teeth. After that? He picked me up off the concrete walk and slammed me back down so hard...I shattered one of the slabs on impact. That was a brutal butt kicking I got that day.

    He then kicked me hard in the head and snarled at me...”That’s only the start of it. If you surrender to me? I might let you continue to function...I said “might” because you’re nothing by a treasonous, human kissing weasel!” Atlas kicked my head again and took off…

    Ken…you never expect any less….”ASTRO?! ASTRO?!” He screamed. “CALL AN AMBULANCE!”

    Ambulance? For a robot? I waved my hand at Ken and told him it wasn’t needed but for sure Reno was definitely needed. I sat up wondering what the hell just happened, who was this other robot and what the heck was his beef with me?

    So the guys carried me back to the Ministry of Science where Reno fixed me up and told me that this bot with a real pissy attitude, that’s how Reno described him, had gone over a factory owned by the very wealthy and very anti-robot industrial magnate, Kashio Tokugawa, and….took it apart.

    “He destroyed it?!” I asked.

    “Nope….he took it apart.” Reno replied. “As in he took apart all the machines, all the trucks, all the cranes and all the electrical generators….and...laid all the parts nice and neat on the floor of the factory. Inspector Towashi’s already there with Tokugawa and they’re blowing volcanic steam everywhere”

      I was curious of course, I mean I just got my clock calibrated by this same robot so you’d think he’d make Tokugawa’s factory a modern art masterpiece of destruction right? So I flew over to this factory and sure enough...Atlas had driven out every worker and robot and took every machine inside apart. Needless to say, Tokugawa was absolutely enraged. He caught site of me poking around and his short yet burly frame and spitting lips was on me like a cruise missile…

     “YOU!” He snarled at me. “YOU LITTLE SLACKER! WHERE WERE YOU WHEN THIS….THIS THING WAS DESTROYING MY FACTORY?!”

      I calmly answered. “Umm…..getting fixed. Having my nails done. Reno is such a great manicurist.” Yeah….I was being a smart ass but Tokugawa deserves it for being an absolute creep. “And by the way? I’m not the police. Mister Towashi is the police, this is his problem.”

     Towashi heard that and came over too...to chew up my already dented butt. “This was a serious situation Astro. You should have been here.”

     “Technically? no.” I replied. “From what I see? This robot did nothing more than dissemble the equipment which in technical terms doesn’t even constitute a mister-meaner offense. I don’t see any parts missing which would prevent you from re-assembling everything and getting back to operation within four hours.”

      “That’s not the point Astro.” Towashi snorted. Now Inspector Towashi isn’t known for his love of robots...in fact he despises us getting our noses into his police business...except when us not getting involved gives him an excuse to rant, which he was doing now and getting upset that he couldn’t get a good “rise” from me getting emotional at all the insults and complaints…

       “That is the point inspector.” I replied. “He didn’t hurt anyone save causing some minor annoyance and what he did doesn’t rise to a need for my direct response and since you wish I’d involve myself as little as possible in police department matters...I’d say I’m done here. Bye.”

       Oh...that got Towashi spun up. I could see Tokugawa’s teeth cracking under his clenched jaw. I just wanted to avoid Tokugawa taking advantage of the situation to perhaps deputize me to go after Atlas. That in itself would have been very dangerous for the city...notice I put “The City” before “myself”.

        Robot “deputization” is a legal protocol in Metro City where any class 1 robot, there’s three robot power classifications and I’m a class 1, can be deputized by the police or law enforcement to go after both humans and robots who are considered extreme dangers to public safety. Basically under “deputization” all the safeguards go out the window with the goal of apprehension of the target being the soul objective to the point that “breaking bones” and “snapping servo rods” is not out of the powers granted to sed deputy-bot.

       However...my first run in with Atlas told me that deputization was not a good option, especially if we got into a fight in downtown Metro City with all those packed buildings and busy streets. Atlas at this point in our relationship was a loose cannon capable of inflicting horrific damage and like Honey Badgers…. Atlas wouldn’t give a damn. An all out brawl between us could get hundreds injured or killed and that wasn’t an option for me. At all costs, I was going to try and keep our fights out of the city and deal with Atlas in my own way.

      It wasn’t long until our second encounter, which I got Atlas out over the forest of Gotemba near Mount Fuji. Knowing he was close to my design, which is typically called “The Astro Class” I came prepared with what I thought might give me an advantage against him. I wanted to burn his leg rockets up and in turn make his legs useless so he couldn’t walk; the objective being that since he couldn’t walk, he and I could spend some “quality time” addressing his pissy “human hater, robot dissatisfaction” syndrome.

     Here was my crazy idea….Muffins. Yeah…..muffins. Now I know you’d think...Muffins? What would  robot eat muffins? Why would a robot need to eat anything at all? Good points….except Atlas was super prone to being vane, felt himself superior and if I could appear to be submissive to him? He’d take the bait without a question. See….in those muffins was a mixture of Aluminum sulfate and Boric Nitrate Potassium Chlorinate. You put those chemicals together and you have a very potent and very hot burning compound similar to thermite. The reaction would easily burn up Atlas’s leg rockets and render him...combat ineffective...for a good description. That was my plan...did I mention that I wasn’t exactly a walking Phil Ni science guy?

       When we met in the woods, I told him that the muffins were just a pre-fight tradition I liked to observe and acting weak and submissive to him, I begged him to partake….which he did, he ate six of them while telling me what a sorry pussy I was for a robot. The fight started on the ground where we smashed trees, tore up the ground and put some good dents on each other...then the fight went airborne the shots from our hip guns, flying tackles, laser burns and fly by attempts to punch each other’s face in….

       Then the chemicals kicked in and things went wrong. Atlas was finishing an airborne turn to come at me when his rockets burned white hot! I was coming at him at 200 knots. He was coming at me at 350 knots. We crashed into each other doing 550 knots….that’s not something even airplanes can do and survive…

      At the last second before impact, I turned my body so my left shoulder would absorb the impact. We shattered each other in mid-air. My shoulder, my arm, most of my upper body and my left leg were mangled pieces of junk to say nothing of the damage I took from destroying trees on my way down…

      Atlas was a horribly mangled mess, I was sure I’d torn him apart. My last memories before I shut down were of screaming out to him to answer me…

      Two days later, I woke up in the Ministry of Science with Reno giving me a hug...”Glad you’re back up.” He said to me. My first worry was for Atlas. Had they destroyed him? Had they dismantled him? I actually felt worried for a robot who’s only desire was for me to be dead and for humans to be in dog collars….

     To my surprise….there he was on another exam table and Reno had repaired him. Now my concern gave way to dread...what if he wakes up in Reno’s apartment and found that a human touched him? He’d go all out ape shit.

    “Does the Doctor know he’s here?” I asked.

    “Nope.” Reno replied. “I kept this all under the rug like you asked me.”

    “Huh?” I replied. “I didn’t say anything...did I?”

    Reno nodded back. “You didn’t from your mouth but thinking you being so messed up that I might lose you? I scanned your memories before the fight ended and you said for me to do something for Atlas. Against my better judgment but I did as you asked.”

    I walked over to Atlas and looked down at him. The similarities between him and me were shocking. We were definitely built from the same class prints with the same design features….save one exception…

    Reno just gave me a quick glimpse of it was he pulled Atlas’s black trunks back partially to show he had a penis and a set of testicles…

    “Huh?” I asked curiously. “He’s got…..a penis?”

    “Guess his creator was pushing for the reality factor.” Reno said as he played with Atlas’s thick golden blonde hair. “This is lipanzaner tail flax. It must have taken a year or two to put this on him but man...nice isn’t it? He’s a well built robot like you...though I couldn’t access any of his memories and I didn’t think you’d approve of me trying to hack him.”

     For the moment...it made me sad and upset. Why did Atlas hate humans so much? Why did he see me as an enemy? What did I do to make him want to hate me? Fearing for Reno’s life and the Ministry if Atlas woke up; I carried him back to the Gotemba woods and left him against a tree before hitting his starting sequence power button…

     That’s where I did something weird….really bizaro weird. After I pushed his button? I kissed him. I kissed him on the lips...that was super weird at the time, why the hell would I kiss him? I didn’t want around to figure things out. I knew that when he came too? The fight was going to be on again.

End of part 2