Date: Sat, 13 Oct 2001 00:33:48 -0700 (PDT)
From: Ramil Beltran <beltranramil@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Filipino Family Story (Book II)

A FILIPINO FAMILY STORY
by Ramil Beltran

This is a collection of my experiences with the men in my family.  All
events happened but names of people and places were changed for obvious
reasons.

If you are below 18 years old and are offended by stories involving
homosexual encounters please do not read the following stories.  Otherwise,
sit back, read on and enjoy.

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BOOK II

COUSIN VIC

Vic is the son of one of my father's brothers.  He is older than me by
three years.  Since he was a kid, Vic wanted to be a priest.  We would play
in my grandmother's backyard and he would act as a priest saying mass and
we, my other cousins and I, play the parishioners.

We were all Catholics and having a grandson who wanted to be a priest was a
source of joy for my grandparents.  They even started to save for Vic's
needs once he entered the seminary.

We live in Manila, Philippines.  Our grandparent's house was just two
blocks away from our house.  It was a big house built just after the war.
The rooms are big and spacious to accomodate 9 siblings.

When we were little, we would spend weekends with our cousins at our
grandparent's place.  The rooms were usually filled by more than a dozen
grandchildren.  It was a riot every weekend in my grandparents house.

I was around 8 years old when I found out that I am attracted to men
instead of girls.  We just came from a vacation in my mother's province and
I had this fantasy about one of my Uncles there.

Vic at that time was about to turn 11 years old.  His desire to be a priest
was still there but he has become more aware of his body.

Being the eldest of the male cousins, he was the first one to have a
hard-on while we were bathing after playing the whole afternoon.  My
brother and other cousins laughed at his hard-on jutting out from his
chubby body, but I was fascinated with it.  When his mother Auntie Cely saw
his hard-on, she doused it with cold water to make it limp.  It worked for
the time being.

Vic's family moved to the Visayas when Uncle Paul, his father, got a job
there as a professor in the State University.  All the news we hear about
them was Uncle Paul being promoted, Auntie Cely giving birth to a 6th son,
and Vic going to a minor seminary (high school level).

One day, a letter came from Uncle Paul addressed to my mom and dad.  He
wrote that Vic will soon be transferring to a seminary in a suburb in
Manila.  He asked my parents if it was alright if my parents could act as
guardian to Vic.  He also asked if it is okay that my cousin spend his
weekend pass with us twice a month.

As expected, my parents agreed.  My mom told my brother and me that we
share our room with Vic whenever he spends his weekend pass.  We can't do
anything but agree, of course.  I was a skinny 12 year old at the time and
have been jacking off for the past two years.  I knew that Vic's presence
will be an inconvenience for me.  Anyway, there was always the bathroom.

On his first weekend pass, my father picked him up from the seminary.  I
didn't know what to expect from my 15 year old cousin. When he arrived, I
was surprised to see that he is still a chubby 15 year old with
close-cropped hair.  When he speaks, he has that accent of the Visayan
region.  Even my mom was surprised at how he looked like.  She said Vic was
like our grandfather who was on the heavy side.

My first impression was he was cute.  His features were a combination of
his father and mother.  He has a smooth rounded face .  His chinky eyes
which he got from our grandmother turn to slits when he smiles.  We have
the same skin color common among Filipinos, not too white and not too dark.
A color kissed by the sun, as my grandfather would tell us.

Then I remembered his hard on and I began to wonder whether he still gets
them and whether he jacks off. My religious beliefs, however, took over and
I remembered that this is a person who will soon become a man of God.  I
shook the idea from my mind.

It was arranged that since my bed was bigger, Vic will sleep beside me.  My
father jokingly warned him that I move too much in my sleep.  My cousin
said it's alright because he also moves so much in bed.

When it was time for bed, Vic and I agreed that we will be on opposite
sides of the bed.  We placed a pillow between us so we won't invade each
other's territory when we start moving in our sleep.

While lying down to go to sleep, my brother and I asked him about his life
in the seminary.  Vic told us about their activities, and we, my brother
and me, agreed that it was tough.  We just fell asleep after that.

It started raining later that night and I remember waking up with Vic's arm
around me.  A strange feeling surged in me because I have never experienced
this before.  I could feel the warmth of his body and the heat of his
breath on my neck.  I started to get a hard on.

Then I became aware of Vic's hard-on pressing on my behind.  I could fill
the tip of his cock touching my ass and I could tell it was big.  I didn't
move because I was afraid he would wake up and see me enjoying this.  What
he did next surprised me.

He started pumping on my back.  My heart pounded on my chest as he pumped
on for a few seconds.  His hard cock under his briefs slid up and down my
back.  I knew he was still asleep because after a while, he moved and
turned around.  I waited for him to embrace me again but it didn't happen.

And nothing happened until after a few months when Vic was on another
weekend pass.  It was our summer vacation and my brother was away on
vacation with my sisters.  I couldn't go with them because I was working on
my application for high school.  So there was only me and my parents at
home.

Anyway, Vic stayed with us for that weekend.  We slept on separate beds
since my brother wasn't there anyway.  That night, we spoke about a lot of
things.  I brought up the topic of sex by asking him if masturbation would
send us to hell.

He chuckled and said that, masturbation is sin because when you do it, you
lust about somebody and lust is one of the seven deadly sins.  He continued
to say that since the church forbids it and we are part of the church, then
we shouldn't it.

I cringed.  Up to that time I was jacking off everyday.  And then wickedly
I told him that I read from a book that most males our age do it.  He
shrugged his shoulders.  Then I asked him if he does it.

He shrugged his shoulders again.  Then he tricked me by asking the same
question to me.  I was stunned by the question, I tried to look for the
right words and that made Vic laugh.

"You are doing it!  I got you!  You ARE doing it!"  he was in stitches.

"Well..." I tried to answer back, then I stopped.

Any 12 year old Filipino, gay or straight, with the same religious
background as mine will never admit he is masturbating.  I just let Vic
stopped laughing.

"I know you are doing it too."  I whimpered after he stopped laughing.

Vic just looked at me, pouted his lips and lay down on the bed.

"Do you like it?" I asked him.

He didn't answer but he had naughty smile on his lips.  Again, he tried to
trick me by asking me my question.  This time, I didn't hesitate.

"It feels good."  I said, thinking that he knows I'm doing it anyway.

"Yeah, it feels good."  he said while staring at the ceiling.

While we were talking, I covered my lap with my pillow because my pre-teen
dick was already raging hard and I didn't want him to find out..  I
observed him to see if he has one too.  But Vic was chubby and his position
was such that I cannot see his crotch clearly.

Thenm he stood up and walked towards my bed and sat beside me.  I wasn't
expecting expect what he did next.

"Aha!" he shouted as he grabbed my hard-on in a childlike horseplay.

He started laughing again.  I was so embarassed that I almost cried.  He
was still laughing when I retaliated and grabbed his front.  His cock was
also hard!  He was surprised with what I did but he couldn't stop laughing.

I squeezed his cock and he pushed my hand away.  He stopped laughing but he
was still giggling like crazy.

"Enough of that let's go to sleep."

He stood up and walked towards his bed.  But I wasn't finished yet with my
revenge.  As he walked away I stood up and pulled his shorts down, his
briefs also went down with his shorts, exposing his semi-erect cock.  Since
he was caught totally unaware, he lost his balance and we fell on the
floor.

We were laughing and struggling as he tried to pull back his shorts on.
Then I grabbed his semi-erect cock and started to jerk it, in a playful
way.  I can't take my eyes away from it because it was fat and its head has
a purple tint in it.  It was jutting out from a thick bush of pubic hair.
I was impressed.

He stopped struggling and I stopped jerking his cock.  Our laughter also
died down because he turned serious.  I was still holding his still
semi-erect cock, tugging at it.

"That's not funny."  he said seriously.

He tried to pry his cock from my hand but I won't let go. I gave a nervous
giggle while I started to jerk his cock again.

"Stop it, that's not funny anymore."  my cousin said, his voice
threatening.

I let go of his cock.  He stood up and put his shorts back on.  I stood up,
followed him to his bed.

"I was just joking!"  I said in a pleading voice.

"Yes, I know.  But I don't like it.  Let's go to sleep."  he said.

Nothing more was said about the incident. Nothing of the same stuff also
happened because my nerdy older brother has returned home and everytime Vic
was there, they would talk endlessly about guitars and warships.

Once, our grandmother asked Vic and me to spend the night with her and
grandfather.  Since they were living only two blocks away from our place,
Vic and I just walked.  There was a heavy downpour that night and we only
have one umbrella.  So Vic placed his arms on my shoulder and I wrapped my
arms around his waist, walking under the rain.  We were drenched when we
reached our grandparent's place.

My grandmother was hysterical when she saw us wet.  She herded the two of
us to the bathroom and ordered us to get undressed and take a shower.  She
said that Vic and I better take the shower together so that none of us will
catch colds.  We hesitated and told her that we will do it one after the
other, but the old lady won't hear any of it.

She left after we took off our shirts and came back with towels and a
couple of grandfather's clothes.  She was still insisting that we take our
showers immediately and then closed the door of the bathroom.

Vic did not take off his briefs so I kept mine too.  He and I started to
take our shower and upon seeing my cousin's half-naked body who has his
back on me, my cock started to stir.  When he faced me, I saw the outline
of his cock inside his wet briefs.  My tool immediately became rigid.  By
this time, I knew I was attracted with him and he was one of my fantasies
when I jerk off.

Vic saw my erection and he started to snicker.  I was so embarassed I
turned away from him, but he had other things in mind.

He suddenly locked me in a bear hold, trapping my hands on my side and
making me powerless to hide my erection.

"Let me see it!  Let me see it!"  he said while laughing.

I wanted to struggle but stopped because I could also feel his cock
pressing on my back.  His hold loosen as he grabbed my dick with one hand
while holding me with his other arm.  I let him do it because I was turned
on by the idea. He pulled on my dick such that it hurt a little.  His body
jiggled as he laughed.

Then the door opened and in came our grandfather to check on us.  Our
grandmother did not lock the door.  Judging from his expression, he saw
what we were doing and he didn't like it.  He said a mild expletive.

"Stop horsing around!  Finish your shower or you might catch cold!" he
warned us.

Vic let go of me and started the shower.  I soaped myself, my cock fell
limp inside my briefs.

Our grandfather stood by the door and kept an eye on us as we finished our
shower.

"You are both crazy young boys." he grunted at us.

He was barking orders as we put on our clothes, telling us to hurry up
since my grandmother has finished cooking dinner.  Then he herded us to
have our dinner with them.

We spent the rest of the evening listening to Vic tell stories about his
life in the seminary.  My grandparents then asked him to lead our evening
prayers before we go to sleep.

When we were on the bed, Vic started with his horseplay again.  I was on my
stomach and he straddled my back.  I protested that he was too heavy but he
just continued laughing.  I tried to change my position so he would fall
off but I can't move my body because of his weight.  So I started using my
hands to hit him.  He stood up and I rolled on my back.  He was hovering
over me on his knees and still laughing.  Then I grabbed on his crotch.  He
cried out and laughed loudly, and he grabbed me in return.

I was so turned on with what he did that my dick stirred in his hands.  I
let go of his cock when he stopped laughing and looked me in the eye.

"You are getting hard!" he cried out and he snickered.

I took a deep breath and grabbed his member, it stirred in my hands.  You
are getting hard too, I said, my voice raspy because my heartbeat was
quickening.  I released my hold on him because I was afraid he might notice
my excitement at what we were doing.

He got off of me and lay on the bed beside me.  We didn't make a sound for
a few minutes.  We were so silent I swear I could hear my heartbeat.  I
noticed he was looking at me, and I looked at him in return.

He took my hand and placed it over his crotch.  I could feel it getting
harder so I squeezed it, waiting for Vic to do something.  He lay there, as
if waiting for me to do something.  I took it as a sign that it was okay
with him so I got bolder.  I put my hand under his shorts and searched for
my cousin's cock.  He lowered his shorts when I found it.

I looked at his cock admiringly and started to jerk it.  He put one hand on
my tummy and started rubbing it.  We were still looking at each other's
eyes, not saying a word.

I continued to jerk his cock slowly, precum started to form on its slit.
The head turned purple as it was filled with blood.

Up to that point, I haven't tried sucking cock before this and I was really
curious about it.  I made up my mind that very minute that I will try it on
Vic.  Taking all the courage I have inside, I moved to take his cock into
my mouth.  Vic raised his hips and moaned.

Since I didn't have a single clue how to do it, I went for broke.  I took
his entire cock in my mouth in one move that I gagged.

Vic laughed.  He pulled my head away from his cock and told me not to do
it.

"You might bite it off!" he said.

But I was determined to milk him.  So I tried to take him in again, this
time one part at a time.  I took in the head of his cock, gently sucking on
it while I held on to the remaining part.  Then I slowly took in part of
the shaft, making sure I won't take the entire thing again.

Vic started caressing the back of my head while gently thrusting his hips
towards my face.  I carefully took in the rest of him and was even
surprised to find out I didn't gag.  I was enjoying what I was doing.  I
took it out to take some air and then I worked my tounge on the shaft.  I
knew he was enjoying it because he was moaning and caressing my back.

I took in his cock again and he met my mouth with a thrust of his hips.  He
would jerk his body everytime my teeth scraped his tool. So I was careful
not to let it happen.

"I think I am ready..." he said softly.

Right after that, he sprayed his load inside my mouth.  Being this the
first time I tasted cum, I didn't know what to do with it.  I just let it
flow from my mouth.  It dribbled from my open mouth, creating a mini-puddle
in his thick bush.

"That was great.  Where did you learn that?"  he asked me.

I told him it's my first time to suck cock.  He would not believe me.  Then
I asked him if someone has done it to him before and he shook his head.  He
whispered that it's his first time too.  He mushed my hair and told me he
would go to the bathroom to wash up.

He came back after a while, and lay beside me.  I went to the bedroom and
seeing my reflection on the mirror, I smiled back at myself.  I've done it,
I told myself, I sucked cock.  I felt so exhilirated.

Vic was still awake when I came back.  I lay down beside him and we went to
sleep in a bear hug.  We woke up when we heard our grandfather knocking at
the bedroom door.

We spent the whole morning helping with the chores in our grandparent's
house and left after eating our lunch.  It was time for him to go back to
the seminary but he promised our grandfather that he will visit them again
when he gets another pass.

That next visit happened after a few months.  He asked me to go with him, I
would have said no because I have some schoolwork to do.  But the prospect
of having the chance to suck his cock again was too much to resist so I
went with him.

All the time we were there, I waited for bedtime to come.  I couldn't even
taste the food we had for dinner.  As if everything was going against my
plan, Grandfather was in a story-telling mood that night, he told us about
his experience as a guerilla during world war II.  We have heard the same
story before but Vic showed genuine interest on it, especially about how
grandfather killed a young Japanese soldier when they chanced upon him
taking a bath in a river.

I just sat there and observed my cousin, who at that time was lying on the
couch.  His head rested on grandfather's lap who was gently stroking his
hair.  I can't forget that sight because until now, I think it was
hysterically funny.

But my mind was full of other thoughts about Vic.  I played on my mind how
he looked like when I was sucking his cock and how he would be like naked
on top of me.

When it was time to go to sleep, we just lay on the bed for a while.  I
wanted him to do the first move but he wasn't doing anything so I placed my
hand on his crotch.  He didn't do anything so I proceeded to put my hand
inside his shorts and touched his cock.  He placed one arm over my shoulder
and he pulled me close to him.  I started to jerk his cock and it began to
grow bigger in my hand.  He pulled me closer to him and I could feel his
warm breath in my ear.  Then he reached out for my cock with his other hand
and started jerking it too.  I moaned and pressed my face in his armpit.  I
breathed deeply and took in his smell as he continued working on my tool
and me on his.

Vic kneeled on the bed and took off his shorts, followed by his shirt.  I
also took off my clothes and we both lay down on the bed.  We continued
what we were doing before we undressed.  My breath was heating up and I
could feel his hot breath too.

Vic guided my head towards his chest.  I didn't know what to do at first
until I realized he wanted me to suck his nipples.  I took one in my mouth
and sucked on it until it was hard and pointing up.  I transferred on the
other one and did the same.  All the while, Vic was moaning softly and
jerking me.

After a while, Vic shifted and lay on top of me.  He started pumping his
hard dick on my stomach, breathing heavily on every thrust.  My cock on the
other hand was rubbing on his legs and leaving a trail of translucent
precum.

Then he whispered something to me.  He wanted to try something new, he
wanted to fuck my ass.  I didn't answer but I wanted to beg him to do it
right then and there.  I was shaking in excitement, and just couldn't
believe this was happening.

He put his hands on my waist and turned me on my stomach.  Then he lifted
my bottom and pulled me towards him.  I couldn't see what he would do next
and it added to my excitement.  I felt the tip of his dick pressing at my
opening.  My opening won't yield to his tool so I tried to relax.

He stood up and took something from the nightstand.  Then I heard a
swishing sound, like someone applying lotion on the skin.  Then I felt one
of his fingers applying something on my hole.  His finger entered me, I
grimaced at the pain.

Vic then pushed his self into me and I felt a stinging sensation up my ass.
I tore on the sheets feeling the pain ripped through my body. I couldn't
shout or scream because it may wake my grandparents.  Then I felt him
thrust a second time and tears started to fill my eyes.  I felt weak
because of the intense pain in my ass.

"Take it off!"  I pleaded to my cousin.

He didn't answer instead he thrusted another time and I felt his balls hit
my rump.  I knew then that he has his entire cock inside of me.  I thought
I would die.  His cock felt so hard and hot inside of me.  The sensation
was a combination of stinging pain and itchiness I haven't experienced in
my life till then.

"I'm dying here."  I told Vic as tears start to fall from my eyes.

He just snickered and started pumping his cock inside me.  My vision went
black and I thought I would end up in hell.  I promised my self that if I
survive this, I will never let another man do this to me again.

His pumping went faster and faster and I thought he was mixing something
inside me.  Then he bent over and whispered in my ear that he is ready to
come.  After a few seconds, I felt something hot spreading inside me.
Vic's pumping slowed down and he crumpled on top of me when he stopped.

Then I felt his hand looking for my cock.  I rolled from under him and
allowed him to jerk me.  My ass was throbbing painfully and I felt so sick
that my cock wouldn't stand up.  Vic stopped jerking me after a while.

I looked at my cousin and he was all red in the face.  His sweat soaked
eyebrows knotted together as he kept his eyes closed.  I felt an
irresistable urge so I put my arm around him.  He also put his arm around
me and we stayed in that position for some time.  I felt something dripping
from my ass so I stood up and ran to the bathroom naked.  I immediately
checked for blood but instead found Vic's semen.

In a few seconds he was standing next to me.  He asked me whether I was
hurt or something.  I said I am alright but my ass is aching.  He placed a
hand on my butt and I looked at him.  He has his shorts on and he handed me
a towel and my clothes.  He told me to wash up and go to sleep.

But I wasn't able to sleep.  While Vic slept like a baby, a lot of
questions swirled in my mind.  Was Vic gay?  Where did he learn how to fuck
ass?  Did somebody teach him in the seminary?  Will both of us go to hell
for this?

I asked him all of these while we were walking back to our house from our
grandparents.  Vic said that it was his first time to do it.  He just
wanted to try it and he isn't gay and nobody taught him about it in the
seminary.

Then I asked him if it will come in the way of his dream of becoming a
priest.  He said he wasn't sure.  But he made me promise that nothing will
come out about it.  I retorted that as if it was something to crow about.
He put his arm on my shoulder and pulled me close to him.

"You are now my favorite cousin." he told me.

To this day, I don't know what made Vic do it.  But we didn't have the
chance to do it again.  My grandfather would ask my mom to tell my brother
to go to their place whenever Vic visits them.

When he slept in our place, he still shared my bed.  Even with my brother
around, he would sometimes let me jerk his cock. But a slight movement from
my brother sleeping on the other bed would put a stop to our 'tryst'.

His weekend pass ended when he went to a major seminary where he was
allowed to go out only once a year.  By that time, I was already in the
university and living in a dormitory.

Vic went on to become a priest.  On his day of ordination, my grandparents
beamed with pride as they watched him take his priestly vows.  Our
grandfather even required the entire clan to attend his first mass.  He
also officiated the mass when my grandparents renewed their vows on their
65th wedding anniversary.  He was also the one who gave my grandmother the
last rites.  He was crying when he said mass before we interred her.

I rarely see Fr. Vic, as we now call him, nowadays.  In a way, he was the
first man in my life even though he was just 18 at the time.  He now has a
special place in my heart.

One time, I confessed to Fr. Vic the things we did when we were younger.  I
dropped by his parish when my work brought me to the province where he was
assigned.  I could hear him shift inside the confessional when he realized
it was me.  He gave me absolution and penance.

I waited for him in his office after mass and invited him to have dinner in
the hotel where I was staying.  My confession was never brought up.  But
before he left, he said that he has confessed what we have done before and
he was sure that we were both forgiven for that.

I drove him back to his church and we hugged each other tightly before he
went out of the car.  I watched him get inside the building.  He looked
back at me and waved his hand before entering the door.  I waited until the
door closed behind him, then I drove back to the hotel.

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