Date: Wed, 6 Feb 2013 17:59:23 -0800 (PST)
From: John Michaels <mmanlookin@yahoo.com>
Subject: Filipino Love - chapter 46

			       FILIPINO LOVE
				    BY
				    JM

Email:  mmanlookin@yahoo.com

Disclaimers and other info:  see chapter one

This story is my personal intellectual property.  Any reproduction is
prohibited without my express written consent.

This and all subsequent chapters are dedicated to my own Filipino Love!


			     CHAPTER FORTY-SIX


     Dessert was delicious!!  When we got inside, we secured the house for
the night, and I carried my boy-bride into our bedroom in the traditional
manner, with him giggling and kissing my face and neck every step of the
way.  Once there, I set him down, and we took the time to slowly undress
each other, caressing each newly exposed piece of flesh with our hands,
mouths and tongues.  When we were both totally naked, I stood back to
admire his incredibly handsome face and sleekly-muscled teen body.  I could
never get tired of seeing him like this!  His beauty and currently
highly-charged sexuality cast an aura about him that literally took my
breath away!  The fingers of his right hand were slowly rubbing his left
nipple, and his left hand was sensually stroking his taut, young abdomen
which had just the hint of a developing six-pack, from the base of his ribs
and down to his pubes, bypassing his own hard and leaking cock on purpose
to make the visual experience for me as highly erotic as he could.  And was
it ever!!  Pre-cum was bubbling from the head of my twitching cock and
running down the shaft, over my roiling balls and dripping onto the floor,
leaving a shiny wet trail marking it's journey and forming a small puddle
at my feet.  Ronni was fully aware of the effect he was having on me, and
just when I thought I couldn't wait another second, he stopped his
self-caress, reached out and took my cock in his hand causing me to gasp at
the sensation and gave it a few languorous strokes.  He bent over and took
the leaking head into his mouth, pushing the foreskin back with his lips,
his tongue swirling and collecting the liquid offering before again using
his lips to pull the foreskin back over the head.  Giving the head a kiss,
he then stood up, and, pulling my head down, placed his sweet young lips on
mine and proceeded to give me a soft kiss that had more passion in it than
any other, his tongue swirling around the inside of my mouth, transferring
some of my taste that lingered on his lips and in his mouth to my taste
buds.  I moaned as I pulled him tighter to me then lifted him up until he
could wrap his legs around me, his sleek muscled young thighs gripping my
hips, and our leaking cocks rubbing together.

     Turning and keeping us in the same position, I knee-walked onto the
bed until I could lay his head on the pillow.  Only then did I release him,
and as he stretched out, I placed my hands on either side of his face, and
began a slow gentle caress down each side of his body.  A shudder of sexual
tension ran thru his entire body, as my hands continued their journey all
the way to his feet.  Turning my hands so that my fingers were on the
inside, I began a return journey, the soft skin of the inside of his thighs
like the softest velvet, and as I neared his groin, Ronni shuddered again
and let out a deep moan.  As my fingers slid up the crease between his hip
and groin, bypassing his balls and throbbing cock, I was vaguely aware that
his hips weren't moving as they usually did when he was as turned on as
greatly as he was now, and that there was no sound of protest by my
neglecting his taut sack and throbbing cock, only his deep moans of lust.
He was simply absorbing the intense feelings my hands were bring to his
beautiful body.  As my hands went past, I admired his young manhood and
realized that my earlier assessment was correct.  His cock reached a tiny
bit farther up his stomach than it had when I first met him, and seemed to
be thicker as well.  It also occurred to me in the fog of my sexual arousal
that Ronni was actually making a monumental – for him - effort to simply
enjoy and accept my ministrations.  And enjoy he did, if the moans and
groans he was making were any indication.  His chest was rising and falling
rapidly with his breathing, his hands tightly gripping the sheet as my
hands finally ended their journey where it had begun, cupping his face, my
thumbs caressing his cheeks.  Gazing into his loving and lust-filled eyes,
I lowered my head and gave him the same passionate yet deeply sexual kiss
he had given me earlier.  All this time, not a single word had been spoken.
None were needed.  Everything that needed to be said was done through our
touches and looks.

     Breaking the kiss, and with a final caress on his cheek and an
exchange of loving gazes, I moved off him to the side and turned so that we
were head to toe.  Ronni knew what was coming, and slid down so that we
both had room to take each other's cocks into our hungry mouths.  As I
eagerly ran my tongue around the leaking head of his teen cock, collecting
the sweet nectar that was flowing freely, Ronni gripped my cock, retracted
the foreskin, and gave me the same treatment.  The feelings were exquisite,
and I moaned in appreciation, which he mirrored, clearly enjoying the
attention I was giving his throbbing young cock.  We both seemed to be very
eager for one another, and soon, both of us plunged our mouths down the
full length of each other's shafts until neither of us had any more we
could devour.  My lips were pressed tightly into his pubes, and his nose
was brushing my balls.  I vaguely remember a fleeting thought of awe that
this young man, who had never had sex with anyone until meeting me a week
ago, was able to deep-throat my adult-sized cock now without the hint of a
gag.  His throat muscles were gently massaging the head, and I let out an
involuntary moan around his hard teen meat.  The vibrations on his cock
caused Ronni to moan, giving me the same sensations, which, in turn, caused
me to moan.  This set off a chain reaction, and we were both bobbing and
moaning on each other's cocks.  We both wanted this to last as long as
possible, and we managed to edge each other twice before finally, by silent
mutual consent, sent each other off into mind-blowing orgasms.  Ronni blew
so much of his potent teen sperm into my mouth that I had to swallow twice
to accommodate the load, and I could hear him also gulping repeatedly as he
fought not to lose a single drop of my abundant load of cum.  The spasms
finally died down, a finally shudder from both of us depositing the last
small bit on our tongues.  We both slowly removed our mouths from each
other's softening dicks, cleaning with our tongues as we went, and with a
final swipe, cleaned off the heads of each other's now-soft cocks before
releasing them with an audible `plop'.  Ronni pulled the foreskin back over
my now-sensitive head and kissed it, and after kissing the end of his, I
turned, and we came together in a satisfied and loving embrace.  Leaning
down, I placed my lips on his, and we were soon snow-balling each other's
cum which we'd both independently decided to save for this occasion.  Once
we'd swallowed our potent mix, I lifted my head to gaze into his beautiful
eyes.

     "I love you so much, Ronni Martinez-James," I said.  These were the
first words either of us had spoken since Ronni's declaration of `dessert
time' when we were dropped off by his family.

     "And I love you, Phillip Martinez-James," he said, caressing my face.
"Just when I think there is no possible way things could get any better,
they do.  Will it always be like this, Phil, or will there come a time when
there is just no more?"

     "I hope and pray it will always be like this, Love," I said, placing a
small kiss on his succulent lips.  "I think it's all part of God's plan for
us.  I know it sounds silly, but I can even imagine God smiling whenever he
looks at us."  Ronni nodded and hugged me tight, kissed me, then we spent
some time talking, kissing and caressing.  Nothing sexual came of our time
together, but it was still an act of making love, and on so many levels, it
was just as satisfying.  At some point during our talk, Ronni mentioned how
much he enjoyed our "69", especially the fact that there was no mess to
clean up!  We both had a good laugh at that, but agreed that he was totally
correct.  Eventually, though, the emotional toll of the day's events caught
up with us, even though it was a bit earlier than our usual bedtime.  It
started with a yawn from Ronni, which naturally caused one from me, which
caused... You know how it goes.  We disentangled and went to the cr,
performed our nightly routine, and were soon back in bed, Ronni in his and
my favorite sleeping position, his leg thrown over mine, his arm around my
chest and his head on my shoulder.  Turning out the light, I put my arm
around him, kissed his head and almost instantly fell into a deep sleep.  I
think he actually even beat me to it!

     I was awakened the next morning by the ringing of the house phone.
Sleepily reaching for it on the bedside table, I tried to grab it before
the sound woke Ronni up.  I managed to grab it on the third ring – I
think.  I'm not sure how many times it may have rung before the sound
penetrated my sleep.  Ronni simply smacked his lips and rolled onto his
side, pressing his back and butt into my side, still deeply asleep.

     " `lo," I managed to mumble.

     "Good morning, son-in-law!" said a way-too cheerful Marcus for this
time of the day, in my opinion.

     "How can you possibly be so chipper this time of the morning with the
one coffee your wife allows," I groused, noticing that it was a little
after 8:00.

     "You forget that I have two five-year old alarm clocks that are up and
bouncing around usually by 6:00, demanding breakfast," he chuckled.  "Have
a late night?"  I could picture the wink at the other end.

     "Actually, we were in bed asleep before our usual time," I was able to
answer honestly.  "I guess the day finally caught up with us."

     "You're right," he said, with a more somber tone.  "We were also all
in bed long before our normal time."  Then, perking up again, he said, with
his signature chuckle, "And in answer to your previous question, Venus had
to go to work at 7:00, so I'm actually on my third coffee."

     "So to what do I owe the honor for all this caffeinated cheerfulness?"
I asked.

     "I've gotten all of Ronni's documents together and plan to be at the
Bureau of Statistics when they open at 9:00," he answered, when he stopped
laughing.  "I thought you could get Ronni ready to go along.
Unfortunately, I think it would be best if you weren't around when we do
this.  The fewer questions asked, the better for all.  I ask, too, that you
send 10,000 pesos.  I apologize for how crass that sounds, but after all –
you are the "rich" American, and I'm just a poor Filipino."  He chuckled.
"I'm sure we won't be needing nearly that amount, but it would be good to
have the extra just in case a few more pesos can speed things along even
faster."  I was now wide awake and sat up carefully to not wake Ronni and
still keep some body contact for him - and me.

     "Let me give Lorenzo a call so he can pick you up and stop here to get
Ronni," I said, with a bit of excitement in my voice.  Marcus picked up on
it.

     "I know how very much this means to you both," he said, softly, "and
to Venus and myself as well.  We will make it happen, Phil, and hopefully
today.  And you don't have to worry about calling Lorenzo.  We discussed
this last evening when he dropped us off.  He'll be here at 8:30 and we
should be at your house shortly after."  Suddenly, I remembered someone I
did have to call: Carl!  After mentioning this to Marcus, we said our
goodbyes and hung.

     Reaching over, I softly stroked Ronni's hair to wake him up.  I felt
badly waking him when he was obviously getting some much-needed sleep, but
I knew how important this was to him – to us.  His sleek young body
stretched luxuriously, and he yawned.  He turned over and put his arm
around my chest.

     "Morning, my Phil," he said, while he nuzzled his cheek against my
chest.

     "Good morning, Love," I said, as I stroked his back.  Then I told him
of his father's phone call, and he was immediately wide awake and bouncing
with excitement.  Because of the time constraints, we decided, very
reluctantly for both, that he should grab a quick shower alone while I
called Carl and got something together for his for breakfast.  He hurried
off to the cr, and I dialed Carl's number.  While it was ringing, a thought
popped into my head, which was interrupted when he answered.  When I told
him of the morning plans for Ronni, he said `no problem'.

     "I've been up for a few hours already and I'm dressed and ready to go
anytime," he said.  "I can be there in 20 minutes."  We said our goodbyes,
and after ending the call, I went into the cr to relieve my screaming
bladder.  Stopping by the shower for a quick kiss and a grope, which got my
head wet from the water flowing from the showerhead, much to Ronni's
amusement, I threw on shorts and a t-shirt and went to the kitchen to put
together a quick breakfast for him.  My mind went back to that quick
thought I'd had earlier while waiting for Carl to answer, and I nodded my
head to myself in satisfaction.  He and I would discuss it later after I
made a phone call to Josie.  Just then, Ronni came out of the bedroom
freshly showered and dressed for the day and he looked stunning!!  I wished
he didn't have to go out, but this was important.  He sat at the counter,
and I placed the bowl of cereal, toast and glass of juice I'd prepared for
him.  With a quick kiss, he started eating just as there was a knock at the
door.  When I opened it, Carl was standing there dressed in casual clothes
that anyone would wear on a workday, but I have to admit, he did the
clothes far more justice than your average worker.  This guy could have
gotten a modeling job with any top agency!!  Woof!!  I was surprised he'd
made such good time, and he said that it normally would have taken a little
longer, but traffic was unusually light today.  He went over to Ronni, and
placing his hand on his shoulder, asked how he was this morning.  Ronni
smiled at him appreciatively, and said "fine" and went back to eating,
since his dad would be here any minute.  I offered Carl coffee or something
else to drink, but he declined, saying he was good to go.  I grabbed my
coffee and leaned on the counter across from them, and we were chatting
pleasantly for a few minutes, when there was another knock at the door.
Letting Marcus in, we hugged and we went over to kiss his son "good
morning".  He said that Lorenzo was waiting in the car, and that they'd
better be going.  Ronni picked up his bowl and slurped down the rest of his
cereal, and after wiping his face with a napkin, started to pick up his
dishes to take to the sink, but I stopped him, saying I'd take care of it
and that they'd better get going.  He came around the end of the counter,
put his arms around me and kissed me.

     "I love you so much, my Phil," he said softly, his eyes moist with
tears.  "I'm going to miss you!"

     "I'm going to miss you to, Baby," I said, kissing the top of his head.
"But just think of the big reason we have to be apart for a while.  With
luck, you'll be coming back with a new name."  He hugged me even tighter,
then, with a final kiss, the three of them left.

     The house suddenly felt so empty!!  I grabbed my coffee from the
counter, ignoring the dishes for now, and went to the salla and sat down in
our favorite spot.  I sat staring at nothing, my mind replaying all the
moments Ronni and I have had together.  The tears were running down my face
by the time my thoughts brought me up to the present, but I had to smile as
I thought about the great things this day could bring to the both of us.
At that moment, my musings were interrupted by the phone.  It was Josie.

     "Good morning, Phil," she said.  "This is Josie."

     "Good morning to you, too," I answered, wiping away the tears from my
cheeks.  "I was just about to call you.  How's my favorite real estate
agent?"

     "To paraphrase my cousin, I thought I was your only agent," she said,
with a laugh, then more seriously.  "Anyway, I'm calling for several
reasons. The first is, how is Mrs. Nunez doing?  Lorenzo told me a bit of
what went on right after I left yesterday.  I'm shocked about her son
showing up, as I'm sure everyone is, but I'm most concerned about her."

     "She's doing fine," I said.  "She's a tough lady, and she recovered
fairly quickly.  Right now, she's staying at the hospital with her son.
The guy is in very rough shape right now, and it's still touch-and-go if
he'll even recover.  But we're doing everything we can for him and hoping
for the best, for Sanie's sake."

     "I'm glad to hear she's doing well," she replied.  "I got to know her
a bit better yesterday.  She's a dear lady, and I hope everything will work
out her and her son.  The other reason I called is that I realized I hadn't
given the list of contractors to you.  If you plan to be home in the next
hour, I have some free time to drop them off."

     "I'll be here," I replied.  "And if you can stay for coffee, I have
something I'd like to talk to you about."

     "Oh, Lord!" she said, with a chuckle.  "You've got another plan up
your sleeve, don't you?"

     "Possibly," I said, coyly.  "I hope you can spare a few minutes so we
can discuss it."

     "I'll make time," she said.  "I don't have anything on my schedule
this morning that can't wait."

     "Great!" I enthused.  "I'll see you when you get here."

     "Ok," she replied.  "It will take me about a half hour to finish up
here, so I'll see you then."  We said our goodbyes, and I got up to clean
up the few dishes from Ronni's breakfast.  God!  I hope everything is going
ok at the records office.  I went into the bedroom and straightened out the
bed, and tidied up the room by taking care of the clothes Ronni and I had
so seductively removed from each other last night.  The thoughts of our
loving encounter caused my dick to rise, and I wished he were here right
now for a repeat performance.  Ignoring my hard cock, I sighed and went
into the cr for my SSS routine, and was dressed and back in the kitchen
making another coffee when Josie arrived.  Making one for her as well, we
settled ourselves at the dining table, which seems to have become the space
for our business talks.  Once we were seated, Josie looked around.

     "Where's your shadow?" she asked, with a chuckle.  "He never leaves
your side."

     "He and his father are at the statistics bureau having his last name
changed to include mine," I explained, with more than just a touch of
pride.  Josie's eyes lit up.

     "That boy really loves you," she said, with a gentle smile.  "And it's
clear to everyone just how much you love him.  Yours is an unusual
relationship, but it just seems so right."

     "Thanks," I said, with moist eyes.  "He means everything to me.  The
next six weeks apart is going to be the most difficult thing I've ever
faced, and I know he feels the same."

     "Both of you will do fine," she replied, placing her hand on top of
mine.  "Sure, you'll miss each other, but Lorenzo told me about the
computer you got for him.  You'll be able to see and talk together every
day.  The time will go by much quicker than either of you think it will
now."

     "My rational side agrees with you," I said, quietly.  "It's just that
when it comes to Ronni, my emotional self overrides everything else."

     "You'll both do fine," she reaffirmed.  "Your love for each other will
give you both the strength to get through this."  I smiled warmly at her.
She's a genuinely kind and caring person, and we were lucky to be able to
include her in our extended family.  Placing my other hand on top of hers,
which was still on top of mine, I gave it a gentle squeeze.

     "Thanks, Josie.  You're good people."  She smiled at me then her
expression shifted.

     "Darn!" she said.  "I almost forgot about that contractor list again."
Retrieving her hand, she opened her briefcase and pulled out a sheet of
paper and handed it to me.  "As you can see, there are only three names on
there.  After giving it some thought, I narrowed down the list, and any one
of those three will give you top-quality work, although none of them come
cheap.  I know you'll want to talk to each of them about your plans for the
house and make your own decision, but in my opinion, any of them would give
you what you want."

     "Thanks," I replied, gratefully.  "I'll call them later today and try
to set up interviews.  And if the finished work here turns out well, I
could probably offer them a contract for some of the work on the hotels
when we're ready to build."

     "An offer like that would certainly give incentive to do their best
work here," she replied with a nod.  "Something just occurred to me, too.
If you want to speed up the remodeling process, you might consider hiring
more than one of them.  I know they've all collaborated on projects before,
so it wouldn't cause an issue.  And even though you'd be paying top peso
for it, it might even save you money in the end if they get the work done
in less time."

     "Josie, I like the way you think!" I said, excitedly.  "After I talk
to them, I'll see if that's a possibility.  Now, about that other thing I
wanted to talk to you about.  Now that Carl will be watching out for Ronni,
I'd like him to be closer in case of an off-hours emergency.  I hope to God
we never find ourselves in that situation, but when it comes to Ronni's
safety, I want to cover all bases.  You said that you also handle the
rental of the property next door.  Is it possible that it's for sale?"
Josie clearly wasn't expecting this, and took a moment to recover.

     "Just about all rentals that I handle are for sale for the right
price," she finally answered.  "I know for a fact that it's for sale.  The
owners contacted me a while back, concerned that it hadn't been renting as
well as they hoped it would.  They were counting on the rental income and
were getting discouraged, so they reluctantly said they'd sell it if the
right buyer came along.  It's become too much of a drain on their finances
to have it just sitting empty."

     "I guess that's good news for me," I said, with a sigh of relief.
"I'd like to look into buying it as a home for Carl.  This is something I
need to talk to him about since I don't know how he feels about giving up
where he's living now.  If this is something he'd agree to, I'll go ahead
and place my bid on it.  Do you know how big it is in inside?"

     "As you can see by looking at it, it's a bit smaller than this place,"
she answered.  Then with a sweep of her hand, she continued.  "It's laid
out almost exactly as this is.  The big difference is that where you have
the one very large bedroom, that one has two smaller ones with the cr in
the middle between them rather than on the end like yours is.  Your bedroom
also has that seating area, so it's quite large.  The bedrooms in the other
house may be smaller, but each is slightly above average in size."

     "That's good to know," I said.  "With two grown men living there, I'd
want to make sure there was enough space.  But I still need to talk to Carl
first.  He may not want to move."

     "Well, if he decides he's interested, I'll be happy to take him on a
walk-through," she offered.  "I'm not trying to drain your bank account,"
she added, with a chuckle, "but if there are any changes that needed to be
made to make it more attractive for him and his partner, you could have the
work done at the same time as your own project.  Again, any one of those
three contractors will do the best job for you."

     "That's a good suggestion," I said.  "But I still need to talk to Carl
and get his take on everything."  Just then, I heard my cel phone chirping
from the bedroom.  Excusing myself, I hurried to answer it.  It was Jareth.

     "Hi, Phil," he said.  "I'm sorry to bother you, but Dhomz and I were
wondering if you would have time to talk to us."

     "First of all," I replied, "you're not bothering me.  And secondly,
I'd be happy to talk to the two of you.  What's on your mind?"

     "Well," he said, a bit hesitantly, "Paulo and Mario say how much you
help them.  Dhomz and me think we need your help too.  This is all new for
us, and we have some questions."

     "That's fine," I said.  "I'll be very pleased to help you two any way
I can.  When would you like to get together?"

     "Umm, ahh, can we see you today?" he asked.  I could almost feel the
heat of his blush over the phone.

     "Of course," I said, suppressing a chuckle.  "As a matter of fact, I'm
just finishing up some business with Josie, and Ronni is away taking care
of some family business with his dad and won't be back for a while.  You
can head over now, if you want."

     "Really?" he said, excitedly.  "Dhomz is with me now, and we can be
there maybe 10 minutes.  Is that ok?"

     "That will be fine," I answered.  "I'll see the two of you soon."

     "Ok," he said.  "We will be there soon.  And thank you so much, Phil."

     "You're most welcome," I replied.  "Bye."

     "Bye.  And thanks again."  With that, I hung up and returned to Josie,
chuckling and shaking my head.  Guess I'm becoming the guru for gay teens!
Josie noticed my mood as I sat back down at the table but thankfully didn't
ask.  This was going to be strictly between the two boys and me.  They had
just declared their love for each, and it would be up to them to let anyone
else know.  I do intend to tell Ronni about talking with them because I'll
never keep anything from him, and will be sure tell them so in case they
might have any reservations.  I'm sure they won't have any problems with
that, since he already knew about their new relationship.

     Josie and I concluded our business, and she prepared to leave.  I told
her that I'd contact her on a decision on the house as soon as I found out
what Carl's thoughts were, possibly this afternoon, as I planned to talk to
him as soon as he and Ronni returned.  I walked Josie out to her car, and,
after thanking her again for all she was doing for Ronni and me, we hugged.
She got into her car, and with her usual toot and wave, drove off, and I
went back into the house to wait for Jareth and Dhomz.

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