Date: Sat, 26 Jan 2002 04:28:30 -0800 (PST)
From: Ramil Beltran <beltranramil@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Filipino Family Story (Book VII)

A FILIPINO FAMILY STORY (Book VII)
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 between family members please do not read the
following stories.  Otherwise, sit back, read on and enjoy.

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HOLIDAY CHEERS, Part 1

The past holiday season was a very busy time for me.  Not only did I share
holiday cheers to a lot of people, but I also had a lot of experience with
the men in my family.  Some of the events were unbelievable that until now,
I am still trying to figure out what I did to deserve what happened.

I celebrated the holidays in the farm of my mother's parents.  This is
because; my grandfather celebrated his 95th birthday. My workload was a
little heavy before the holiday breaks so my parents went ahead of me.  I
was assured that someone would pick me up at the airport when I get to the
province.

I wasn't surprised that it was Uncle Gusting who picked me up when I
arrived.  He was leaner than the last time I saw him.  I asked him what
happened and he said that his doctor advised him to lose some weight.  I
told him I was impressed and he just smiled at me.

He then told me that we would pass by their house because he still has to
make some phone calls and he would prepare us some breakfast.  I had other
things in mind, of course.

I kept on staring at the attractive man beside me.  He just smiled each
time he looked and caught me staring at him.  He started a conversation
about my grandparents and the farm.  This was our topic until we reached
their place.

Uncle Gusting made some phone calls while I ate my breakfast.  I was
washing the dishes when he finished his calls.  He asked me to help him put
some things on his pick-up and we went to the farm.  I tried to get some
sleep during our one and half hour trip to the farm, but I can't
concentrate because every time I close my eyes, I see my Uncle Gusting's
naked form.

I tried starting a conversation with him by asking how my Auntie Mina was
doing.  He just smiled at me and said that she's still the same as the last
time we met.

"Still no sex?"  I tried not to show how tense I was.  I didn't expect him
to answer.

Uncle Gusting laughed and shook his head.

"So how do you manage?"  I asked, my voice was beginning to crack.

He looked at me and laughed.

"How about you?  Are you still at it?"  He suddenly asked me.

"Well... You see..." I stammered.  I didn't know what to say.

There was a tense silence between us.  I looked at him, his eyes were on
the road but there was a faint smile on his lips.  I summoned all my
courage before I was able to say the next thing I said.

"I was thinking we could do it while I'm here."  I said it so fast I was
afraid he wouldn't understand me.

He turned to look at me.  His face was serious.

"You're still interested to do it with me?  I'm much older now you know..."

"And better!" I didn't let him finish his sentence.

He laughed and shook his head.  Then he placed his hands on my thigh, I
felt tiny electric bolts jumping in my spine.

"You're not getting any younger.  Aren't you thinking of getting married?"

I almost fell from my seat.  Me?  Getting married?  I wanted to scream at
him.

"Oh, wrong question."  He said grinning, his hand still on my thigh.

I felt him squeeze my thigh, instantly my cock began to grow inside my
pants.  I was so afraid that he would notice.  I looked at his crotch and
noticed there was no sign of activity down there.  I wanted to grab him but
I was afraid he might lose control of the car.

"Whatever you're thinking, this isn't the right time for it."  Uncle
Gusting chuckled.

"Do you want me to drive from here?"  I asked rather absent-mindedly.

"No.  We're almost there."

I took a deep breath and pushed on my earlier proposal.

"I really want to make it out with you while I'm here."

He looked at me and I looked at him straight in the eye.  I wanted him to
realize how much I wanted him, his body.

We remained silent for the remainder of the trip.  I kept on stealing
glances at Uncle Gusting, waiting for signs if he was interested with what
I want.  It left me afraid that I wouldn't get the chance to have him on
this occasion.

We arrived at the farm at noon.  Everyone was getting ready to have lunch.
There were several tables set in the old house, that's how we call our
grandparents' house.  Our grandparents were seated in one table with all
the aunts and the uncles.  Uncle Gusting took his place there.  The
grandchildren, that's us, were in another big table while the great
grandchildren were seated in yet another table.

After I made my presence known to the old folks, I took my seat beside
Trish, a cousin about my age.  We updated each other while having our
lunch.  After this, Trish took her motorbike and we went around the farm,
we returned in time for the afternoon snacks.  My other cousins joined us
at the table.

One of them caught my attention, Peping, the youngest son of Uncle Gusting.
He has a strong resemblance to his father, but chubby.  Peping, however, is
a special child and in his teens, has the mind of a little child.

Our grandfather joined us at the table and asked us what we were planning
to do during our stay in the farm.  Most of my cousins, including my
brother and sisters, told him that they couldn't stay long because they
have to attend to some business.

"I plan to stay for two weeks."  I told everybody.

"Good."  My grandfather said and he left us.

That night, my brother and sisters went to the town center with my cousins.
They left their children with our parents.  I decided not to go because I
wanted to get some rest.  My plans changed however when I noticed that
Uncle Gusting was up to something.

He told Aunt Mina and my parents he was going to the town center to get
something from his eldest son's clinic there (his son is a dentist).  I
made up an excuse to go with him and told everybody that I forgot to bring
my vitamins so I'll try to get some in the town center.

Uncle Gusting and I were not talking on the way to the clinic.  I kept my
eyes on the road, wondering if he was even interested.

"Let's buy your vitamins first before the shops close."  He said when we
reached the town.

I looked at the time; it was almost 8 o'clock in the evening.

We went to the only drugstore in the town and they do not have my vitamins.
I told Uncle Gusting that it was all right.  We proceeded to the clinic.

When we got there, Uncle Gusting entered the clinic first.  I sat on the
sofa and told Uncle Gusting that this is a comfortable place to do our
thing.  He laughed again.

"Not here.  Your cousin might notice there's somebody here.  He's just
across the street over there with your other cousins."  He told me.

I resigned to my fate that night.  I consoled myself that I was tired
anyway and may not be able to perform at my peak.

He took something from the cabinet and put it in one of his pockets.  Then
he turned off the main light.  We managed to work our way to the receiving
area with the light streaming in the window from the lamppost outside.

When we got back to the farm, Auntie Mina told us that the water supply was
cut-off for reasons I wasn't able to get.  I told her that the timing was
bad because I really wanted to take a shower before going to sleep.  Uncle
Gusting also said that he needed to wash himself.

My grandfather said that we could go to a nearby spring where we used to
take a bath when we were still little.  Lolo added that the water there is
warm and could help relax my muscles.

Uncle Gusting said that he would go with me.  My heartbeat suddenly
quickened.  I was hoping nobody would come along so that I can have him to
myself.  We walked to the spring using only flashlights.  The spring was a
little far from the house and partly hidden by trees but we could see if
anyone is approaching.

We turned off the flashlights and I immediately took off my clothes when we
got there.  I was only in my underwear when I heard Uncle Gusting told me
to take it off because it would only make me cold.  I looked at him and I
realized he was naked.

He dipped into the water and said that the water was actually warm.  I got
in and immediately felt the relaxing effect of the warm water.  We were
opposite each other and I can't help feel so aroused by the fact that we
were both naked.  I realized that if I want something to happen, as usual,
I have to make the first move.

I waded towards him, he didn't move as if he was waiting for me.  I put my
arms around his upper body and started to kiss him on the neck. There was
still no reaction from the man.  I moved on to kiss his chest and then his
nipples.  I also moved my hand to touch his genitals.  They were under the
waist deep water, still flaccid but very warm to the touch.

Uncle Gusting placed his hand on my head; guiding me to the places he
wanted my mouth to explore.  I started working on his cock, jerking and
squeezing it alternately.  That's when I heard the familiar "ungh".

I stopped kissing his body and concentrated on his cock.  He was staring at
me, waiting for my next move.  It was an awkward position, however, I
couldn't dive in the water to suck his cock so I whispered to him that we
should get out of the water so I could give him a blowjob.

He got out of the water and stood there waiting for me.  His cock was
already waving in the air in its semi-erect state.  He was looking around,
checking if nobody could see us.

I knelt before him and took his cock into my mouth.  I heard him take in
some air.  I took him deep in my throat, putting pressure on the shaft of
his member.  He held on to my hair, pushing my head deeper into his crotch.
His cock grew bigger inside my mouth.  I took it out to get some air and I
took in the head, sucking on it.

Just then, I heard a piece of dried wood crack then the voice of someone
coming.

"Papa?"

"Damn, it's Peping."  Uncle Gusting cursed under his breath.

Uncle Gusting pushed me away from him.  I crawled towards our things and
threw a towel at him.  He immediately wrapped the towel around his waist as
I went back to the spring.

"What is it?"  I heard him call to his son.

"Mama said to tell you and Ramil that the water is back.  She said you just
finish your wash in the house because it could be cold out here."  My
cousin told his father in his usual childlike manner.

Auntie Mina! I said to myself.  What a killjoy.  I felt sorry for Uncle
Gusting that he was left there hanging with a burning in his groins.

"How long have you been here?"  The older man asked his son.

"Oh, I just arrived.  I stepped on a piece of wood over there.  Where's
Ramil?"

"Over here.  Tell Auntie Mina I am almost through."

I heard Uncle Gusting telling his son that they go back to the house.  He
called on me and said that they were going ahead.  I just said it was okay.
But I was disappointed myself and it took some time before I lost the
burning sensation inside my body.

I stayed for a while in the spring.  I began to enjoy the idea of being
naked under the stars half-submerged in warm water.  A cold wind blew,
however, and I was forced to go back to the house.  I noticed that there
were still two piles of clothes on the ground.  In his haste, Uncle Gusting
left his clothes along with mine.  I picked all clothes and put Uncle
Gusting's on top of the pile.  I smelled them on my way, taking in the
scent of my uncle.

I slept in the room with Peping and I realized how hard it was to have a
child like him.  He would wake me up in the middle of the night because he
needed to get some water or he needed to pee.  On the third time he woke me
up, I told myself that I would ask the old folks whose idea was it to put
Peping with me.

It was also Peping who woke me up that morning.  He wouldn't stop so I
covered myself with the blanket. It was only 5 in the morning and it was
still dark outside, besides I wanted to stay in bed until breakfast is
ready.

Since I didn't get out of bed, Peping sat on me pulling on the sheets and
bouncing on me.  I shifted to face my attacker and he ended up sitting on
my morning erection.  He stopped bouncing and I pulled the sheets to
uncover my face.

"Papa's thing also does that in the morning."  He said pointing at my
hard-on.

"How did you know?"  I asked him.  It was a very awkward position for me.

"I know, because when I sleep with them, I would touch it."

His statement surprised me but intrigued me at the same time.  I wanted to
know whether they have gone beyond touching.

"He let you touch it? What does he say when you touch it."

"He doesn't know, silly.  He's still asleep."  Peping answered.

He then got down the bed and pulled my arms.  I sat on the bed in
surrender.  Nobody can have his way with Peping.

"My thing also does that.  I showed it once to Mama and she said that it's
not okay to show it to anybody." He continued.

"You should have shown it to your Papa instead.  At least you both have
one."  I answered him.

"Oh I did." He smugly said.

My eyes almost popped out of their sockets.  I looked at my cousin and he
was grinning from ear to ear.

"You did?  What did he say?"  I was very interested.

"Oh he just nodded his head and said that it is natural for my thing to do
that in the morning.  But I told him that it sometimes does that even
during other times.  Papa said that it happens because I'm a man."  He said
the last sentence proudly.

I looked at my cousin and felt sorry for him.  He is physically a man but
he's still a child inside.  The way he told me those things seemed that I
was talking to a child.  He was so innocent and unknowing.

"Do you play with it?  I saw Papa playing with it once."

I jumped out of bed.  I didn't know what to say.  Peping laughed at me.

"It was late at night. I was looking for him and I found him in his small
office in front of the computer.  Then I saw him playing with his thing.  I
asked him what he was doing and he suddenly turned off the computer and put
on his pajama."

"Did he get angry?"  I asked him.

"No.  I said I saw him playing with his thing.  He said he was just
scratching it but I knew he was really playing with it."

"Everybody plays with it sometimes."  I told Peping.

I was waiting for him to ask me something about last night.  I knew then
that if he does, I wouldn't know what to tell him.  Instead, he smiled
impishly at me.  He stood up and pulled me towards the door.

"Come on, let's wake Mama and Papa.  They must be fighting again."

"Fighting?"  I asked since I didn't know that his parents have come to
that.

"Oh I haven't told you.  I woke up one night because I needed to drink
water.  I went to their room to ask Papa to come with me because I was
afraid I would fall down the stairs.  When I got to their room, I saw them
on the bed.  Papa was on top of Mama and he was angrily shoving his self on
her.  Mama was making all these noises because I believe she was hurt..."

The rest of the story did not register in my mind.  I knew what was
happening but I couldn't tell him what it was.  I was choking, I wanted to
laugh but I couldn't.

"So what happened, how did you see them? Was there any light?  Didn't they
see you?"  I asked him.

"There was light outside because they always leave one light in the
balcony.  I think they didn't see me because they were fighting."

I put my arms around his shoulder.  I knew what Peping was telling me and
I'm afraid he's been telling it to everyone who cares to listen.

"Did you ever tell your Mama or Papa that you saw them fighting?"  I asked
him.

"I told Papa.  He said that it was nothing and I shouldn't be talking about
it anymore. You're the only one I told about it because you wouldn't come
with me to wake them up."  He was now waving a finger at me.

"Come on, Peping.  It's still too early.  I want to go back to sleep.  Why
don't you go back to sleep."  I pulled him back to bed.

He pulled away and started shouting.

"Mama! Papa!  Wake up!  Wake up!"

The whole house rumbled with the sound of everybody getting out of bed and
rushing towards our bedroom.  Uncle Gusting was the first to get to the
door, followed by Auntie Mina.  They asked him what was going on.

"I want to go out and take a walk."  Peping answered.

Everyone who got there vented his or her irritation at me.  They asked me
why I didn't just go out with him.

"It's five in the morning..." was all I could say.

In the end, Auntie Mina convinced her son to just stay in bed and play with
his GameBoy.  I went back to bed, unmindful of my cousin who was
alternately laughing and seething at the game he was playing.

It was already past seven in the morning when I woke up.  I almost jumped
out of bed when I saw Peping naked in front of me.

"Get up!  Get up!  Time to take a bath!"  He told me in a singsong manner.

I was so surprised to see my full grown male cousin naked in front of me.
His cock was bigger than mine or even his father's.

"Peping!  Where are your clothes?  Put them back on!"  I heard Auntie Mina
at the door.

"I am taking a bath!  I want Ramil to give me a bath."  My cousin answered.

Auntie Mina picked up his clothes and put it on him by force.  She was to
him something I couldn't understand.  When he was fully clothed, my cousin
took off his clothes again and Auntie Mina put them on him again.  This
went on three times until Auntie Mina really got angry and threatened my
cousin that she will bring him to the chicken coop.

"Why the chicken coop?" I asked my aunt.

"He's afraid of the turkey in there." She answered.  That also made Peping
behave during the whole breakfast.

It was already the day before my grandfather's birthday celebration and
there were already many people around the old house.  Distant relatives I
don't even know started to arrive.

Farmhands who don't have anything to do were used in the preparation.
There were those who would prepare the food, the area where the party will
be held, etc.

Aunt Mina approached me and asked me if I wanted to go to the city with
Uncle Gusting and Peping.  Apparently, Peping lost his medication and has
not been taking them.  That explains why he's been acting up for the past
few days.

I readily agreed to go with them.  The rest of my cousins opted to stay
because they wanted to tour the farm with another uncle.

Peping was hyperactive throughout the trip.  He didn't stop pestering us
until we relented to eat at a popular burger joint.  After this, we went
back to their house in the city where Uncle Gusting gave him his
medication.  The effect of this on the poor guy was it makes him go to
sleep.  Uncle Gusting said that we'd just wait for him to wake up before we
go back to the farm.

Uncle Gusting caught me staring at him.  He shrugged his shoulders, stood
up and went up the stairs.  I followed him and he went inside their
bedroom.  I entered the room just in time when he was taking off his shirt.
I watched him take off his pants until he was just in his jockeys.  He lay
on the bed and placed his hands behind his head, waiting for me.

I took off my clothes and sat beside him on the bed.  I placed my hand on
his belly and started rubbing it.

"Come on, finish what you started last night." He prodded me.

I took off my shirt and lay beside him.  I went to suck his nipples, one
after the other.  Filled with lust, I gave in to the strong urge to bury my
face in his armpits and lick it.  Uncle Gusting jerked and said that it
tickled him. I went back to sucking his nipples and put my hand inside his
briefs.  He was starting to get hard.

"Peping might wake up."  He whispered to my ear.

He was just short of telling me to get straight to the point and I realized
that he just wanted to get off.  I pulled down his jockeys and went
straight to his cock.  I took its head and sucked on it for a while.  He
raised his hips, and I knew it was getting into him.  I then took it whole
in my throat.

I continued to suck on his cock and I heard him go "ungh" again.  He held
my head and pushed me deeper in his crotch.  I looked up at him, his eyes
were shut and his face was contorted in ecstasy.

I worked up and down the entire length of his cock in study rhythm. After a
while, he whispered that he was almost ready to come so I increased my
tempo.  He started moaning softly so I tweaked his erect nipples.  This
made him go "ungh" again.

I was startled when he suddenly pushed me away.  He stood up and took
something from the bathroom.  It was a bottle of oil.  He spread some on
his still erect cock and my hole as I lay on the bed.  I knew what he
wanted but all the while I thought he just wanted to get off.

He motioned me to open up so I spread my legs and raised my butt in front
of him.  He knelt on the bed and pointed his angry member at my whole.  I
felt his cock's head entering my hole so I relaxed and let him in.  Once
in, he built up a study tempo.

I can't believe what was happening then.  My Uncle Gusting was actually
fucking me on the bed where he and his wife used to have sex.  I savored
the moment, taking note of his humping in and out my bottom.

His pace suddenly quickened and his grip on my ankles tightened.  I knew he
was about to come.  He clenched his jaw and his face went dark red.  I felt
him releasing his load deep inside me.  The warm thick liquid came in
several spurts.

He kept on pumping in me even after he finished coming.  I feel his cock
losing its rigidity.  He was still humping when his limp member fell from
my ass and I felt a gaping emptiness in me.  He fell on me, sweating and
breathing heavily.

We didn't say a word; I could feel his heartbeat on my chest returning to
its normal tempo.  I wiped the sweat on his forehead and he smiled and
startled me when he suddenly spoke.

"That was great.  I've been waiting so long to do that."  He hoarsely
whispered to me.

"Me too."  I said.

He rolled off me and lay still in the bed, still breathing heavily.  After
a few minutes, he stood up and headed for the bathroom.  He threw a towel
at me.

"Let's go.  Peping will soon wake up. Make sure we didn't make a mess on
the bed."

Well, we did.  I saw an oily spot where my ass was while he fucked me.  I
pointed it to him and he said he'd just tell Auntie Mina he left something
oily there.

We took a bath together.  After I cleaned him, I tried to suck his dick
again.  He stopped just as he was beginning to have a boner.  He said his
dick has become too sensitive and he'd just find another time when we could
do it again.

He then took my hand and placed it on my dick, he said he wanted me to jack
off in front of him.  I was so turned on by his request, I did what I was
asked to do.  I tried hard to look him in the eye as I continue to jerk my
dick but he was looking intently at what I was doing.  When I was about to
come, I pulled him near to me and whispered something in his ear.

"This is for you."

I spilled my juices in several spurts and some landed on his legs.  I heard
him sigh.  I then hugged him and let the remaining juice get in his thigh.

Peping was still asleep when we finished.  We had some coffee and I told
him what my cousin told me that morning.  He was shocked to learn that
Peping saw him and my aunt in bed.

"It's one of the rare times that your aunt relented to sex.  I must be so
concentrated on it that I didn't see Peping."  He chuckled.

He laughed when I told him how Peping caught him masturbating in front of
the computer.

"That was my fault, I didn't lock the door."

Peping woke up and had his afternoon snacks. He played the piano as his
father and I packed some things needed for the party the following day.  He
was actually a very good piano player.  Uncle Gusting explained that it was
one of his special talents, along with playing computer games.  I was very
impressed.

After about thirty minutes, Peping suddenly stopped playing and said that
he wanted to go back to his Mama.  After making sure that everything was
secured and in order, we left the city and went back to the farm.

(to be continued)