Date: Mon, 4 Nov 2013 01:08:28 -0800 (PST)
From: John Michaels <mmanlookin@yahoo.com>
Subject: FILIPINO LOVE - Chapter 55
FILIPINO LOVE
BY
JM
email: mmanlookin@yahoo.com
Disclaimers and other info: see chapter one
Here it is, folks. Finally!! The next chapter. It's taken me quite a
while to get this chapter finished. I started it as soon as I had posted
#54, but a lot of shit has gone down since then that has left me with no
writing creativity at all. Without going into a lot of detail, I feel I
owe y'all some explanation.
First, we learned that my bf's very best friend has AIDS. ***PARTY SLUTS -
TAKE NOTE!!! The Great Ogre is still out there just waiting for the
unaware and just plain stupid. Unprotected sex puts your very life on the
line. Please remember that the stories you read hear are just that:
STORIES/MAKE-BELIEVE, where STD's and AIDS don't always exist. Please,
please, PLEASE always wear protection, and don't ever let your latest
conquest talk you out of it. Even though you may know that you're totally
clean, when you have sex with someone, you're also having sex with every
other person your partner has been with. Unless you're in a totally
monogamous relationship and you've both been tested at least 2 times over 6
months with negative results, ALWAYS protect yourself, and continue to both
get tested several times a year. And even then, using condoms is advised.
That way there won't be any unforeseen problems, plus clean-up is a hell of
a lot
easier.*** Second, about a month after learning that devastating news, one
of my bf's former school friends committed suicide. Third, on the way to
get a hair cut on a rainy day in preparation for another friend's wedding,
my long-suffering bf slipped while wearing open-toed sandals, slammed his
foot into the curb and literally ripped off his big toe nail. Fourth - and
finally - my bf has been totally stressed at work. The blatant crony-ism
and nepotism, as well as the constant back-stabbing have made every work
day a living Hell. So we've also been working on his resume and hope to
find a job for him with similar duties, but without all the drama -
hopefully in the US. Again, I apologize to all of you who have been
following my story and have been patiently waiting (for the most part) for
the next installment. One final note. Nifty really needs your financial
support if you want to continue enjoying this FREE service. Please send
whatever you comfortably can to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
Thanks!!
CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
When Ronni and I got home, we had about an hour before our young guests
were due to arrive. We'd spent more time at the hospital than I had
anticipated, but I considered it time well spent. Not only did we get
Sanie to agree to getting some rest and let Venus take over for a while,
but I also had the chance to get to know Ronald better. It was
heart-warming as well as amusing to see the developing relationship between
Lorenzo and Ronald, and I hope and pray that all will go well. I have a
deep feeling that they are just what each other needs, but time will tell.
Some of the more pressing concerns I'd had about Ronald's character had
been addressed, so I didn't really have to take the time to put on my "Big
Brother Hat" regarding Lorenzo. I hope the two of them will use common
sense and good judgement since they're both adults, but I still intend to
keep a close eye on them, especially Lorenzo. That young man has come to
mean a great deal to
me, and I don't want to see him getting hurt. I plan to have Carl and
others keep an eye on things while I'm away and try to head off any
problems before they get out of hand.
As Ronni and I walked hand in hand from the cab to the house, my thoughts
of a bit of "afternoon delight" quickly vanished, as I could see Paulo,
Mario and their older brothers frolicking in the surf in front of the
house. Ronni flashed me a look of dismay, clearly as disappointed as I was
that a bit of private time may be in jeopardy. I kept us walking as
normally and calmly as possible to the door, hoping that we wouldn't be
noticed. The boys were having a grand time having a paired chicken fight,
with the younger brothers on the shoulders of their older siblings, and I
hoped they would be so involved in their play that they wouldn't notice
Ronni and me as we slipped in the door. It looked like we made it, as
there were no shouts of greeting from the others. As I shut the door,
Ronni wrapped himself around me with a deep sigh of relief.
"Thank God!! We made it!" he said with a shudder of relief. "They're my
best friends, and I really like them and want to spend time with them. But
after being at the hospital and watching what was going on between Uncle
Ronald and Lorenzo, I really needed time alone with you. I got so horny!!"
He tilted his head up and kissed me. Hard!! His tongue invaded my mouth,
and we were quickly locked in a passionate embrace, our hands rubbing and
grasping at one another, our breathing coming in labored blasts through our
noses and our now fully-inflated cocks grinding against one another.
"Let's take it to the shower", I panted in lust, breaking the kiss. "We
both really need to cum, and we don't have time for bed AND shower." Ronni
obviously had no issues with that and grabbed my hand, all but dragging me
along to the cr.
How we managed to get undressed and into the shower will always remain one
of the world's great mysteries. Neither one of us could stop kissing and
pawing the other, but somehow we managed. With the water running, I
grabbed the soap with my lips firmly sealed to his. He had grabbed my
throbbing erection and pulling down gently on the shaft to retract my
foreskin, was slowly stroking it, using his thumb to rub the sensitive
head, smearing the free-flowing pre-cum. There was just enough room for me
to soap both our fronts, and taking his super hard and throbbing teen cock,
I soaped it up. I gently bent it down, away from his stomach, and slid it
between my thighs, just under my balls and against my perineum, and pulled
us tightly together, my own achingly hard cock pressed against his abdomen.
We then began thrusting as I bent my knees slightly so that I wasn't
causing his hardon to have to bend painfully. I was surprised and
delighted when
his cock slid into my ass crack, and the head rubbed against my hole with
each thrust. Hoping that I was right in my thinking, I bent my knees a
little more and tilted my pelvis. YES!!! Now, the head of his cock was
just barely entering my anus on each thrust, and the sensations and
stimulation were incredible! Our lips were locked together, and our
tongues were thrusting and caressing each other in synch with our pistoning
cocks. When Ronni realized where the head of his cock went on each thrust,
he moaned deeply into my mouth and thrust harder and faster. We were both
so incredibly turned on that neither of us was going to last very long, and
it wasn't too long before I felt the tell-tale signs. Both of us were
losing our rhythm and were thrusting more erratically as the pressure
built. Suddenly, Ronni pulled away from my mouth, all but screamed my name
and gave a final push as his teen sperm rocketed out of the end of his
pulsating
cock. When I realized that he had reached that point, I dropped and
tilted my hips a bit more, and his spurting young cock slid into my hole as
my own orgasm roared through me. Even through the throes of my own
cumming, I could still feel the head of his cock that was now lodged fully
inside me continue to pulse heavily and shoot his teen cream into me, my
anal muscles that were now spasming with my own orgasm no doubt helping to
prolong his. I wish this feeling could go on forever (don't we all!!), but
inevitably, we both began to come down from our sexual high, and his cock
slid (sadly) out of my hole, followed by a stream of his cum that ran down
the inside of my thighs. We clung to one another, our breaths coming in
gasps and moans of deep sexual satisfaction as I slowly straightened up, my
back and thigh muscles thanking me profusely. But it was definitely worth
it. I'm definitely going to get his young cock all the way inside me
tonight. We had only done that once before, but I plan to make it a
regular part of our lovemaking when I get back. This will be a total
partnership in every way. Gently lifting his head from my shoulder, I gave
him a long, slow and gentle kiss.
"There are not enough words to tell you how very much I love you," I said
softly, while gazing into his dark beautiful eyes. Suddenly, his eyes
filled with tears, and he gripped me hard.
"I love you so much it hurts," he sobbed. "What am I gong to do without
you when you go? I've tried so hard to be good and not let my feelings get
in the way of the time we have left, but I just can't hold it any more!
You are my very breath and the beat of my heart! I don't know how I will
make it when you're away." He crushed me to himself and buried his head
against my neck, sobbing wildly, his breath coming in gasps, his entire
body trembling. This was a full-blown panic attack, and it set me off into
my own sobs of grief. I felt like my heart was shattering and had a
feeling of such despair and hopelessness. I didn't want to be separated
any more than he did. We clung to each other, both pouring out our anguish
as the water continued to flow over us. Then, I got inspired. This is the
Philippines. You can get anything if the price is right, maybe even a visa
and passport. Lifting his head from my shoulder, I looked into his
sorrowful eyes and felt my heart break a bit more.
"Maybe we don't have to be apart," I said. "I just got an idea, but I
don't know if it will work. We need to finish our shower so I can make
some phone calls before it gets too late."
"What?!? What idea?" he asked, a glimmer of hope now beginning to show.
"I don't want to get your hopes up until I have some facts," I answered,
followed by a quick kiss on his sweet lips. "But I will tell you that
there is no way I can ever be without you either, even for a short time.
I'm going to do whatever it takes to make sure that we are together. Just
trust me for a little while. Once I know something for sure, I'll tell
you."
"I do trust, you, Phil," he said, laying his cheek next to mine. "How can
I not trust the man who carries my heart." With that, he kissed his way
down to my left nipple and began circling it with his tongue as his hand
moved caressingly down my stomach until he was holding my now-flaccid cock.
"Are you sure you couldn't give me a little hint?" I could hear the grin
in his voice.
"Nope," I said, giving him a light pop on the butt. "But I will tell you
that we won't be spending six weeks apart. I just have to figure out the
best way to make it happen. So let's finish our shower. We still have
guests coming soon."
"You're mean," he said, with a fake pout. "But I still love you."
We managed to finish our shower with a minimum of groping, dried off and
got dressed. I sent Ronni down to the beach to see how many we could
expect for dinner. While he was gone, I called Josie and asked her about a
greatly expedited visa and passport for Ronni, reminding her that cost was
not a factor. While she was sympathetic, she didn't have much hope for
anything within the time frame we needed - less than 48 hours. I told her
that if something could be done within a week, that I could probably extend
my stay, but even then, she wasn't too optimistic. We both agreed that the
draconian laws around US visas was the main issue. She said she'd call
around, though, and see what she could find out and call later tonight with
whatever she'd managed to gather by then. Thanking her profusely, I then
called Marcus on the off chance that Ronni might already have a passport.
It was Venus who answered, and without telling her the full reason for
asking, inquired about a passport for my boy. I was thrilled to find out
that he already had one that was still valid, as it was only 2 years old.
The family had been planning a trip to visit relatives in New Zealand a few
years ago, so the whole family had fairly recent passports, although they
had to cancel the trip at the last minute due to some crisis at Marcus'
work. We chatted a bit longer about family, the pending construction and
the future business before saying our goodbyes. I reminded her about our
dinner plans for tomorrow then hung up, just as Ronni came in the door.
"So how many for dinner?" I asked, as I went and put my arm around his
waist, pulling him close.
"It will be the four of them," he said. "Um, Phil. Would it be OK for
Dhomz and Jareth to spend the night?"
"If that would be OK with you, I don't mind," I replied, trying to hide my
surprise. Then the light went on. "This is because of their brothers,
isn't it?"
"Well, sort of," he said, hesitantly. "It's just that they've never had a
chance to be together like that, and since we had Paulo and Mario stay,
they were hoping they could, too."
"You're a good guy, Ronni," I said, hugging him. "You're wanting to help
your friends, and I agree with you. And remember what I said about this
being OUR house. You have just as much right to invite friends as I do."
"Thanks, Phil. I love you so much," he said, hugging me tighter and
kissing my cheek.
"Just one thing, though," I added. I felt him stiffen slightly. "We have
to set some rules tonight. I don't want another audience when we're in
bed."
"Me too," he said, with a giggle. "We'll make sure the door is locked this
time."
"Well, we better get dinner going," I said, kissing the top of his head.
As if on cue, his stomach growled.
"Good idea," he laughed. What started out as a gentle kiss soon morphed
into a toe-curler which I reluctantly had to break before I stained my
shorts. "I'm so hot for you! I wish we could make love 24 hours a day.
It still wouldn't be enough. I love you, Phil!"
"I know what you mean, Love," I replied. "I don't think my dick has been
completely soft since the first day I met you."
"Me too," he said, kissing my cheek and stepping away, the front of his
pants giving credence to that statement. "I'll go get them since they all
have to shower before dinner."
"OK, Love," I said. "I'll start getting things together here."
"I'll help you as soon as I get back," he said, and went out the door.
I got the burgers and buns on a tray, ready for the grill and was just
getting the salad makings out when the boys arrived. After a round of
hellos, it was decided that the two younger ones would shower first -
together, of course, to conserve water. I had a feeling that the older
ones wanted to talk, and I was right. As Mario and Paulo went off giggling
and jostling one another to the cr, Jareth cleared his throat and looked
decidedly nervous.
"Um, Phil," he began, hesitantly, "thank you for letting us stay here
tonight. I know we did not give much time to ask, and we know you and
Ronni do not have much time left together, but...." Here, he hesitated.
Walking over to him, I put my hand on his shoulder.
"It's OK, Jareth," I said, and looked at Dhomz to include him. "I told you
both that you are welcome here any time. And I know that you two need some
private time together. You are both always welcome in our home, and we
will always do what we can to help you, whether it's with your relationship
or for any other reason."
"Thank you so much, Phil," said Dhomz, as he surprised me with a big hug.
I was soon in a three-way hug as Jareth quickly joined us. Ronni was
smiling and nodding. We broke the hug and stepped back a bit, both of the
boys with moist eyes.
"We cannot begin to tell you how very much this means to us," said Jareth,
grabbing his boyfriend's hand. "You and Ronni are such good friends."
Dhomz was nodding his thanks.
"We were happy to do it for your brothers, and we're just as happy to do it
for you," I said. "There's just one thing that will be a little different
from when your brothers were here." They cast a nervous glance at one
another as I pulled Ronni into my side. "Everyone in the house is gay and
has a partner. In a loving relationship, you want to be able to express
your love by holding hands, hugging and kissing, and all of those are
perfectly OK in front of others, as long as you know they're OK with you
being gay. But when it comes time for bed, the expressions of love will
most likely get a lot more personal, physical and private. What two people
in love do in bed is just between them, and every couple is different in
how they show that love through acts of sex. (MAJOR blush from the two!)
And some people are fairly quiet all through the act, while others can get
quite loud. I don't know if your brothers told you or not, but we can
be quite loud when making love, especially at the moment of climax. Your
brothers thought Ronni was in a lot of pain from the sounds he was making
(HUGE blush, this time from Ronni, and big grins from the other two), but
we can both assure you, it was definitely not pain making him so loud.
(Ronni buried his face in my shoulder while the others giggled). They came
in to make sure he was OK and witnessed the end of a rather noisy round of
lovemaking. We didn't mean to be so loud on purpose. It's just something
that happens when we're so totally caught up in our passion. Since we
don't want a repeat audience, the bedroom door will be locked tonight, just
in case, so if you DO happen to hear anything, just know that no one is
being hurt. Unfortunately, the only way to the cr is through the bedroom -
something that will be fixed with the new addition. If you need the cr,
just knock, but only in emergency, if things are still happening in
there. If they are, and you only have to pee, I don't mind if water the
bushes outside. Once things have settled for the night, I'll make sure to
unlock the door, and you can come in any time. OK? That's the only rule
for tonight." By this time, Ronni was squirming with embarrassment but
giggling, with his head still tucked into my shoulder, while the other two
were almost bursting, trying to be polite and hold in their laughter. We
were saved, at that point, by the re-emergence of Paulo and Mario, holding
hands and both looking quite flushed and happy. Jareth and Dhomz grabbed
their gym bags and scurried off to the cr for their shower, just making it
through the door before bursting out laughing. Mario and Paulo looked at
Ronni and me quizzically, but still with their satisfied smiles.
"God!" exclaimed Ronni. "That was so embarrassing. But it is kind of
funny too."
"I just explained to your brothers about what happened the night you two
stayed over and what they might expect later tonight," I told them. They
giggled.
"Yeah, that was kind of embarrassing," Dhomz said. "But kind of funny,
too."
"Making love with the person you're in love with is the most wonderful
thing in the world," I said, turning Ronni so his back was against my chest
and my arms around him. I nuzzled his hair and kissed his cheek. "And
there's nothing wrong with having FUN at the same time. There's nothing
wrong with making joking and laughing a part of it. It can make it much
more relaxed enjoyable. And you should always take your time. Don't just
get each other off right away, although there will be times when you're
both so turned on that you need immediate release. But you have the
advantage of being at the age where it doesn't take long to be ready again,
so go for it. The second time, you can can really take your time and enjoy
it and each other, and you'll probably last longer too, since you won't be
as desperate. (Giggles and blushes) Taking your time, kissing and
caressing all over your partner, moving your bodies together--all of these
things
will make the ending so much more pleasurable and intense. The main thing
is that by giving your partner the very best feelings you can, and if he
does the same for you at the same time, is what true lovemaking is all
about." By this time, Paulo had pulled Mario into the same position as
Ronni and me, and it was fairly evident that my little speech had caused a
swelling in Dhomz' shorts. Hmmm. Maybe Jareth was in the same state and
was using Dhomz as a shield, and from the way Ronni had his hands sort of
in front of himself, probably him too. I fought the urge to tease them
about it. I figured my work here was done. They were all embarrassed
sufficiently. For now.
"OK," I said, kissing the top of Ronni's head and giving him a little
squeeze before letting go. "Time to get dinner going. When I was checking
what we had here, I realized we didn't have anything for dessert. Would
you guys like to make a run to the bakery, or are you happy without?"
"Since it's the last time we can be together for a while, I think something
from the bakery would be good to make it extra special," Ronni said, while
the other two nodded in agreement.
"OK. Here you go," I said reaching into my pocket and pulling out a 5000
peso note. "You can make it as special as this money will allow. Spend it
all, if you want." Ronni took the money and went over to his friends, who
both took an arm and pulled him to the other end of the kitchen, talking
quietly. Both Mario and Paulo glanced at me then back at Ronni smiling.
Mario patted Ronni on the shoulder as Paulo took the money and headed back
toward me and the door.
"We'll go," he said. "You and Ronni should be together as much as you can
now."
"Thank you," I said, past the lump that had suddenly formed in my throat.
Ronni was immediately in my arms, as the two boys went out the door. "You
have some very special and wonderful friends, Love."
"I know," he said, with a deep sigh. With a slow, sweet kiss, we started
getting dinner organized.
Probably not as long as it could be, but a good place to stop. I wanted to
get SOMETHING out for y'all. You've had to wait too long. The next
chapter will be along shortly. PROMISE!!!! After all, we gotta find out
how Phil is is going to resolve the separation issue. If you're still with
me on the story, please drop me a line and let me know. I hope I haven't
lost too many of you.