Date: Tue, 22 Jan 2013 18:58:48 -0800 (PST)
From: John Michaels <mmanlookin@yahoo.com>
Subject: Filipino Love - chapter 36
FILIPINO LOVE
BY
JM
Email: mmanlookin@yahoo.com
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This and all subsequent chapters are dedicated to my own Filipino Love!!
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
"Ok, guys," I began. Shit!!! This is definitely not something I was
looking forward to. I knew I had to get on with it, since they'd definitely
caught Ronni and me "in the act", but I needed to proceed carefully. I
didn't want this to become too sexually arousing, although I knew that with
their raging hormones, anything would most likely get them aroused, and
given the fact we were all sitting naked on the bed with our respective
partners in our arms, it was probably going to be a forgone conclusion.
Hell!! I'm pretty sure I'll get boned up too before this is done! I could
see that Mario was already plumping up, and knowing my Ronni, I'm positive
he was the same, if not already at full mast. I guess I'd better plow
ahead, as I had three pairs of eyes on me, waiting to hear me drop my
pearls of wisdom. Hah!!
"I know we've all been naked together for a while," I said, "but
because of what we're going to be talking about, let's just pull the
blanket up over out laps. I'm sure all of us are going to get hard before
we're done here, and this way it won't be quite as embarrassing. Besides,"
I added with a wink, "you're all good-looking guys, and I might get
distracted and forget what I was going to say." I was trying to lighten
the mood, and it seemed to work, as Paulo and Mario smiled, giggled and
blushed. But they did manage to pull the blanket up with Ronni's help so
that we were all covered from the waist down. Ronni sensed what I wanted
and assisted them, turning his head with a cheeky grin and pecking me on
the lips. I was able to look down at his lap just before they pulled up
the blanket, and he was totally hard. And, of course, that set me off too.
Once everyone was finally settled under the blanket, I let out a soft sigh
of resignation and continued.
"Paulo and Mario, you boys are starting out in what I hope is going to
be a long and loving relationship. There are some things that you need to
know to help keep your bond with each other as strong as possible. The
most important part of your relationship now is the love you have for one
another. You've been very lucky because you both became good friends
before realizing that your feelings for each other were much stronger than
just friends. That is the best way to begin a solid relationship. Too
many times, boys your age, and even guys my age, start off with just a
physical attraction where the other guy turns you on sexually and you start
having sex right away. When this happens, too many times the guys feel
that they are really in love because they are so good together in bed. So
they decide they want to be partners and live together, and they think it
will be for life. What they don't realize is that they really know very
little about each other outside of the bedroom, and many times, they find
that it's only the sex that keeps them together. They find out too late
that they were more in lust with each other rather than in love. Sex is not
the way to build a relationship. You need to really get to know the
person; find out who they really are, inside and out. Sometimes a guy can
be very attractive to look at and be a real sexual turn-on, but the real
person inside him isn't very attractive at all. What Ronni and I have may
seem like what I warned you about with just the physical attraction and sex
happening before friendship. Our relationship is much different from that.
Through his dreams and with his lola's help, Ronni already knew me well
before we even met. His head and his heart knew that deep love and
friendship were always going to be the most important part of our
relationship. For me, it was love at first sight. I have been with other
men before I met Ronni, and I can honestly tell you, that as attractive as
any of them were, not a single one of them attracted me as Ronni did. I
knew in my heart the moment I held him in the water that day that he was
the one I had always hoped to find to be my partner for life. Is this
making sense to you two?" Mario turned his head to look at Paulo in silent
communication before looking over at Ronni and me.
"Oo. Yes," he said. "We see that you and Ronni have so much more than
just sex. You two are so good together always, even outside of your house,
so we know you have great love as friends too. And we know if we do not
really know the other, then it is just sex and not love. Paulo and I know
each all our lives. We have been friends for a very long time. I know who
Paulo is, and he knows who I am. We have no secrets from each other. I know
I love him more than just a friend, and it is a different feeling of love
than I have for Mama and Papa and Jareth. We do not have sex yet like you
and Ronni, but I have a question."
"Both of you can ask me anything, and I will try to answer as best I
can," I replied.
"Well," he said, squirming and blushing. I heard a small gasp from
Paulo, as Mario's movements were rubbing against his crotch. Turning to
his boyfriend, he gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Sorry." Then he
turned back to us. "You say sex is not a good way to begin, but before
Paulo and me know we have love, we would..." Here, he paused and began
blushing again, furiously. "We would masturbate together. We did not do
it to each other, just ourself. But I would watch him, and it made me feel
much more than when I do it when I am alone. It was after we do this for
almost a year that we know we have love for each other. Was it the sex
together that make us know we love each other?"
"I really don't think so," I said. "You two were good friends before
you masturbated together. A lot of boys will do what you two did, and
still do, I'm sure." I winked at them, and they both got a goofy grin and
blushed. "Most of the boys will stop doing that together once they
discover they like girls, although they may continue with boys until they
start having sex with a girl. You two have discovered that it's boys that
interest you more than girls, and more importantly, that it's each other
that you are attracted to. Your feelings for each other now are not just
based on the sex. You were best friends before that, and even though you
discovered your deep feelings for each other after you had been
masturbating together for a while, that was just, what they call, `taking
your relationship to the next level'. It was probably while you were
masturbating together that you realized that it was boys that really turn
you on, and not just any boy. You both realized about the same time that
you were both attracted to each other, and that's where the deeper feelings
of love began. And I honestly feel from what I've seen from the two of you
that even if there was no sex at all, now that you know for sure you really
love each other that you would still love each other as strongly as you do
now." Paulo hugged Mario to him closer and kissed his cheek.
"Yes, yes!!" he exclaimed. "That is exactly as I feel. I would love
him even without sex. I do not want to be away from him ever! And he is
the only boy I feel like that with. I see other good-looking and sexy
boys, but I do not feel anything for them. Only Mario."
"Me too," said Mario, with a small sob. He turned and kissed Paulo
gently on the lips. "There is no other that I love like you. I see others
too, but I do not feel anything, but maybe they are a friend. That is all.
Only you make me feel such love. And only you makes my dick hard," he
added with a shy giggle, as he snuggled in closer to Paulo.
"I think you two have something very special, and I hope you always
will," I said, with a fond smile. "You are also very lucky. It's very
rare to find your one true love at your age. Look at me! I'm more than
twice your age, and have only now found my soul-mate." I hugged my love
tighter to me and kissed his cheek. This garnered me a resounding smack on
the lips and a sigh of contentment from Ronni as he laid his head back on
my shoulder and lovingly stroked my arm that was around his chest.
"I am so lucky to have my Phil," he said softly and with deep love.
"But I know from the first time I have my dream that I will have my life
with the man I will always love. You and Paulo have found love with each
other by being good friends first. You already know each other very well,
and that will make your love even stronger. And I can tell you that the
love I have for Phil gets stronger all the time. It gets better and
better. It will be the same for you, too." God, what an incredibly
amazing young man he is and how I love him!! For someone of his age to be
able to comprehend the complexities of a loving, committed relationship was
amazing. But then, I shouldn't be too surprised. He is my Ronni, after
all.
Realizing how late it was getting, I decided to get on with my sex
talk. Taking a deep breath, I began, telling them about all the different
ways two guys can have sex, from all the things they can do as foreplay to
get each other fully aroused, to mutual masturbation, frottage, oral sex
and ending with anal sex. I felt this topic should be definitely addressed
since they had literally caught Ronni and me in the act. I also emphasized
the importance of safe sex. They were both young enough that there was a
possibility that they might have sex with someone else some day, as remote
as that might be. Since they had never had sex with anyone else, I told
them that they would be ok without the protection as long as it was just
between the two of them, but also that it was a good idea nevertheless. I
stressed the importance of monogamy in any loving relationship and made
sure to include the fact that in any long-term relationship, because it
involves individuals with their own unique personalities, there will be
times of mutual compromise. I told them how very important it was to
always talk about any problems that come up, no matter how small or big
they may seem; that they should never end the day with unresolved issues
unless it was something that couldn't be taken care of until later and to
never go to bed at the end of the day angry or upset. I told them that any
good, loving and long-lasting relationship always takes work for both of
them, that they should never assume anything. Communication was more
important than anything else in their relationship.
They obviously had a lot of questions, and Ronni and I answered them
as clearly as we could. I used examples of my limited past relationships,
and Ronni and I were able to give examples from our own relationship, new
as it was. Just as I thought we might be done, Paulo threw out the
question that I knew he and Mario had in their heads all along. He wanted
to know if it hurt a lot to `have a dick in your butt', as he put it, since
they had heard the loud moans and groans Ronni had been making. Ronni
fielded this one right away before I could say anything. He admitted that
it hurt at first, but that he had been wanting this so much that he was
relaxed enough so that the pleasure and knowing that he was truly connected
to me in every way made him forget the pain, and that the pain was less
each time as his body got used to it. He said that now it was more of a
slight discomfort than pain when I first entered him and that the pleasure
was now almost immediate and that he even welcomed the initial discomfort
because he knew what was going to follow. He told them that the sounds
they heard him making were of great pleasure, not pain, and that many
times, he wasn't even aware he was making those sounds. He also stressed
the importance of preparing and stretching before attempting anything like
that and caused me to chuckle quietly when he added what I had told him
about lube: that too much was almost enough. Then, he surprised us all, me
mostly. He told them that having anal sex was the ultimate gift one
partner could give to another – that is was the ultimate connection
between two loves, not only physically but emotionally too - but that they
should wait until they have explored all the other ways first that we had
talked about first. He added that since this was the ultimate gift, giving
your virginity to your lover, that they should make sure that they wanted
to definitely take that step, because once you have done it, there would
never again be a "first time". He told them to take their time and explore
all the other ways to make love before moving on to the most intimate step,
so that they would discover what things gave them the most pleasure. He
also informed them that he found that making love in all the other ways
aside from anal was just as pleasurable and loving and that we only had
anal sex when the mood was just right, and that not all guys liked having
anal sex. He told them what I had told him about some guys going their
whole lives in a relationship without doing that, and that it was ok. He
then made me so proud when he reminded them that they should never force
each other to do something just because one of them did; that they always
needed to remember to respect the feelings of the other.
The Q & A session finally wound down, and I decided to ask a question
of my own that had been niggling at the back of mind for a while. I asked
the boys about their experience with circumcision. I'd only recently
learned that the common practice was to have it done from around age 10 and
older. I had been under the misguided impression that things were done
here the same as in the US where the operation was done shortly after birth
before the babies left the hospital. Boy, did I get an education!!
Ronni started it off by telling me that he was cut when he was 10 and
staying with his lola during the time of his mother's pregnancy with the
twins. He said he went to the local medical clinic at the same time as a
lot of other boys his age and older where the operation (mutilation?) was
performed. He said it was very painful for quite a while after, especially
since it was about that time he started having the dreams about me, and
he'd get hard, stretching the new scar. He said they usually do the
operation for all the boys who were to have it done all at the same time
and usually around the time of Lent and Easter. Paulo and Mario told of
very similar experiences and that there were a lot of boys from age 10 and
up that had sore dicks that time of year. They also told me how lucky they
were that their parents had it done medically. They said that in the
poorer places, the cut was done by the local barber with no anesthesia at
all. OUCH!!! My poor cock throbbed painfully at that revelation! I
thanked them for the information and their honesty, then they asked me why
I wasn't cut. I explained that there were a lot of countries, mostly in
the northern parts of the world where it wasn't done. I told them that in
the US, it used to be a common practice, but that in recent years, more
parents were opting to not have it done. I told them that research had
shown that it was very traumatic for boys, no matter the age, and that with
proper hygiene, it would never be a problem to have a foreskin. I also
told them that because of the foreskin, the head of my cock was a lot more
sensitive and easier to arouse when the skin was pulled back and that
because of the skin protecting the head, that masturbating didn't require
lube like a lot of cut guys had to use to ease the friction. Mario shyly
admitted that they sometimes spit on the head of their cocks to make it
slipperier when they jerked off. Paulo then asked about frottage. He
wanted to know if it would feel better if there was lube (not his word) to
help make it slipperier. Ronni giggled lewdly at this, sensing the real
reason behind the question. Both Paulo and Mario blushed deeply, and Mario
gave Ronni a playful swat on the arm. I informed them that lube would
indeed make the experience more pleasurable. I asked them if either of
them produced any pre-cum when they masturbated, and after explaining what
it was, they informed me that they both got a little wet sometimes but not
always, but that when they did, it made their cock slipperier. Having a
very good idea of where this was going, I asked them if they'd like to
borrow some lube. I had to stifle a laugh as both of them suddenly looked
as if they had severe sunburn. Everything exposed above the blanket was a
deep red, and I knew immediately that my assumption was correct. Ronni
also realized this but wasn't able to hold back his laugh.
"I'm sorry to laugh," he finally managed to gasp, "but the look on
your faces was too funny. You are my very good friends, and I love you. I
want you to be happy like Phil and me, and I will always help you if you
have questions or just want to talk. And I think you will really enjoy
using the lube." With that, he climbed out from under the covers, his hard
cock plastered firmly to his toned, teen body, and leaned over and kissed
each of his friends on the cheek. He then reached beside us into the
drawer of the bedside table and retrieved a tube of lube, handing it to
Mario, who accepted it with a shy but grateful smile.
"Thank you both," he said. "We are very lucky to have such good
friends who will talk to us and help us."
"Just one thing," I cautioned them, as they started to get out of bed,
their young, teen cocks hard and throbbing to their heartbeats. "A little
of that stuff goes a long way when you use it for what I'm sure you're
going to do. Start with a little and add only as much as you really need.
Too much, and you will slide right off each other." Getting off the bed,
they came around to our side, their arms around each other, Mario holding
onto the tube of lube like it was the Holy Grail. Each boy leaned in and
kissed both Ronni and me on the cheek, but that wasn't enough for my guy.
He took each one and kissed him gently on the lips in a non-sexual way,
showing his love for his friends.
"Have fun," he said with a wink. "And take a towel with you. That
stuff can get messy, and so will you when you're done." With big grins on
their faces, Paulo and Mario headed off to their first real sexual
encounter together, stopping in the cr to grab a towel and shutting the
bedroom door as they exited to the salla. Turning to me, he repositioned
himself so that he was straddling my thighs, and, pushing our crotches
together, kissed me deeply.
"I am so happy for them," he said. "If they are half as happy as you
make me, then they will have a long life together."
"I agree, Love," I said, holding him close to me. "I can see that
there is already a deep connection in their hearts and souls. We can only
hope and pray that it gets deeper as they grow in love and that no one will
stand in their way. It's not easy to be gay in today's society, but,
thankfully, it's getting better a little at a time."
"But you know, Phil," he said, with a lascivious little grin on his
handsome face, "all that sex talk has made me horny for you again. Think
you can get it up for another round?"
"And what do you think, my little horndog?" I retorted, pushing my
super-hard and leaking cock onto his, which was equally as hard and
leaking.
" I think we need to do something about this," he said, just before
plastering his lips to mine, pushing his tongue deep into my
oh-so-receptive and willing mouth. Keeping our oral contact, I slid down so
I was lying flat with my hot, extremely handsome teen lover on top, our
bodies in full contact from lips to throbbing hard cocks. Slowly our hips
started to move in tandem, our cocks sliding over each other. Both of us
are big pre-cum producers, and our bellies were soon slick with natural
lube, precluding having to use the stuff in the tube. As our passions
mounted, you could hear the slurping sounds made by our super-slicked dicks
as they slid in the copious amounts of pre-cum we were each producing.
Ronni was far advanced into puberty for his age, and his body produced
man-sized amounts of the stuff. As we continued to rape each others mouth
with our tongues, our hips were gyrating faster and faster. I was running
one hand up and down his back, caressing him from neck to butt, while my
other hand was gripping his firm young ass, pulling him tighter to me,
increasing the friction from our rapidly pistoning cocks. Even though we
had both had massive orgasms earlier, neither of us was going to last long,
we were so turned on by the other. Faster and faster our hips moved,
grinding our cocks together until suddenly, Ronni broke the kiss that we
had held from the beginning. Throwing back his handsome teen head, he let
out a loud moan, as I felt his cock start to throb heavily, soon followed
by the wetness of his teen cum as it pulsed out of the slit of his
super-hard young cock. This triggered my own orgasm, and I soon joined
him, moaning and shooting my own load between our bellies, already juiced
by his climax. As our hips gently ground against each other, prolonging
the after-effects of our mutual orgasms, Ronni lowered himself again,
smearing our mingled love juice between us. He nuzzled his face into my
neck and was placing gentle kisses on my face as our breathing and heart
rates returned to normal.
"Every time with you just gets better and better," he said. "I love
you so much, my Phil, my husband, my lover, my life. I knew that I would
love you deeply even before we met, but what I feel now is so much more,
and it just gets stronger every day. I love you, I love you, I love you!"
Each one of these declarations was accompanied by a kiss, the last on my
lips in the most gentle, loving yet passionate way ever. I could feel his
tears as they landed on my face. My Ronni was so caught up in his emotions
right now that he was crying, and that set me off. The depths of my
feelings for this young man were beyond anything I could have ever imagined
in my wildest dreams and fantasies. He was my life and my world, and from
the emotions he was expressing now, he was feeling the same thing. How I
ever managed to find him was, to me, a miracle, and I simply could not and
would not believe anything other than the fact that we were ordained to be
together by a higher power. I knew then and know now without any doubt
whatsoever that there is a God, and He has so richly blessed me with this
young man in my arms. There could be no other explanation, logical or
otherwise as far as I was concerned. But all good things must come to an
end, and our tender moment was interrupted by the sounds of moans through
the bedroom door from our young houseguests.
It was quite evident that they were enjoying the same experience that
Ronni and I had just had, if their request for lube and questions about
frottage were on track. Since there were two different tones to the
voices, it seems that both of them were very much into this new experience.
The moans quickly escalated into "Oh's and Ah's", when there was suddenly
one very loud yelp followed by a deep moan as one or both of them reached
their climax, mostly likely the last, since it was soon quiet in the next
room. I was happy for them and for the fact that I could provide them with
a safe place to express their love like this. I never once thought of this
as pandering. If they had just been two horny boys wanting to get their
rocks off, I would never even have considered giving them this opportunity
to explore the sexual side of their relationship. They were truly in love
with one another and had at least the foundation for a relationship as deep
as Ronni's and mine. I intended to have another talk with them in the
morning. Although society was more accepting of gays these days, this is
still not a good time for boys their age to show their affection in public.
They would need to be careful, and I wanted to tell them of the things they
needed to watch out for. Ronni and I talked about this as he lay on top of
me, our cooling cum beginning to get a tad uncomfortable. Taking his hand,
we headed for the shower to clean up before going to sleep. While we both
washed each other sensually and lovingly, there was nothing sexual about
it. I think we were both totally sated, at least for now, and we were
simply enjoying our time together. We had finished, toweled each other off
and just gotten back into bed when there was a soft knock on the door from
the salla. Telling them to come in, Paulo and Mario came in holding hands
and asked if they could use the shower. It looked like they, too, had a
satisfying time, as both their cocks were soft and resting atop their
plump, tight scrotums and a flushed, happy and contented look on their
attractive faces. While they were in the shower, Ronni and I continued to
talk, stopping frequently to kiss and cuddle. The two boys finally came
out of the shower, and I called them over to us as I sat up on the side of
the bed, covering myself at the waist with the sheet.
"Well, guys," I asked, "what did you think of the experience?" Paulo
put his arm around Mario's waist and pulled him closer.
"It was the best!! Thank you," he said. "I am happy we had that
talk, and Mario and I feel a lot closer now. We want to be able to show
our love with sex, and you showed us how to do that with love."
"It sounded like you two really enjoyed it," Ronni said, with a wink,
causing the two boys to blush, but they grinned and rapidly nodded their
heads in confirmation. "I am happy for you two that you now know how to
show your love like that. Always remember that it is another way to show
love. Do not think of it as just sex." Damn!!! Where does he come up
with this stuff?!? He's definitely not your average fourteen year old!
"Have a good sleep, guys," I said. "We'll talk more in the morning."
With that, I pulled each of them to me and kissed them of the forehead.
They pulled back, each of them with very moist eyes.
"Thank you, Phil. Thank you, Ronni," Paulo said, barely keeping his
emotions in check. "You two are the best friends ever. We are so lucky to
have you as friends."
"We are just as lucky," said my love, his eyes showing more than a bit
of normal moisture. Admittedly, mine were no drier. "You have always been
good friends to me and were always there when I really needed you.
I...WE...love you both and will always be here when you need us." He got
up and grabbed both of his friends in a tight three-way hug. Not one to be
left out, I gave up on any sense of false modesty and stood to join them.
We held each other for a few long moments with more than a few sniffles
from the group as we let our love for each other flow among us. We finally
released each other, and the boys went off to their bed in the salla,
shutting the door behind them while Ronni and I got into our own bed.
Shutting off the bedside light, we settled down with Ronni lying half on
top of me, his head on my chest, arm wrapped around my chest and his leg
thrown over mine, his knee pressing gently and pleasurably against my
balls. With a deep and contented sigh from both of us, we quickly drifted
off to sleep.
*Paulo's POV*
When Mario and I left Phil and Ronni after we talked about sex, I was
REALLY nervous and excited and incredibly horny for my Mario. This would
be the very first time Mario and I had ever had any kind of sex where we
were actually touching each other. Up until now, we had only jerked off
together, and even then, we had only done ourselves, not each other. We
had hugged each other naked a lot and had felt each other's hard cocks when
we did, but we had never touched each other there with our hands. Now, all
that was about to change, and I hope it's going to be as good as I always
hoped it would when I would jerk off. I loved watching Mario stroke when
we did it. His cock is so perfect, not enormous, but not small either. It
was...perfect! And seeing him get closer and closer to cumming always
brought me to the edge too so that we almost always ended up cumming at the
same time. And the times when we didn't get there at the same time, he was
usually the first, and watching him have his cum, especially when we were
both able to shoot sperms, was the hottest thing to watch, as his face
would get all red, his mouth would be open with panting and moaning, his
stomach muscles and strong legs would get tense as he shot out his load,
sometimes as many as five times, the sperms covering his belly and
sometimes even his chest. GOD!!! He's so hot to watch!! And not only when
he cums.
I think he's the most handsome, the most beautiful boy...can you call
a boy "beautiful"? I think he is!!...that I have ever seen or known, and
that includes the ones you see on TV and in the movies. He literally takes
my breath away sometimes just looking at him. He can make my dick hard
just when he looks at me, and that's actually been a problem sometimes when
we're with others, especially at school! But I don't care. I love him so
much that I hurt sometimes when we're not together and I think of
him...which is pretty much all the time! And now, we're going to have
sex...NO!! What did they say? Oh, yeah! We are going to make love
together for the first time. I'm just afraid I'm not going to last too
long `cuz I'm sooo horny for him!!! And that's the thing. No other boy
ever makes me feel the way he does. I can't even see myself with any other
boy. I don't feel anything for them as I do for Mario. It's only him.
We both got into bed, him with the lube and me with the towel. I'm
not sure why we have the towel, but if Ronni and Phil say we need it, I
guess we'll find out soon enough. We lay on our sides, looking at each
other, our hands slowly and gently stroking each other. And as if we're
both thinking the exact same thing at the exact same time, we put our arms
around each other, pulling each other close until our bodies are joined,
from our legs to our lips, which have now found one another, our tongues
beginning to explore each other's mouths, our groins pushed together, our
hard cocks rubbing slowly together. GOD!!!! This is heaven!! Why haven't
we figured this out for ourselves and done this before now! Our hands are
roaming across each other's backs, from our necks to out butts, our hips
grinding our hard cocks together. Even though I can feel a little wetness
between us, unfortunately, my cock feels too dry and is beginning to feel a
little uncomfortable, so, reluctantly releasing my lover's lips, I tell him
we should try some of the lube to make it feel better down there. He
agrees quite readily, which makes me think he may have been as
uncomfortable as I was with the friction of our cocks on each other.
Grabbing the tube, he squirted some on his hand and grasped my cock
for the very first time that ANYONE has ever touched me there other than
myself. Letting out a moan and a gasp, I fight the urge to thrust into his
lube-slicked hand and cum right then and there. The feel of his hand on my
cock is incredible! Once he feels he has applied enough, he strokes my
hard cock a few times before letting go, which got a groan of
disappointment from me. But then it was my turn to return the favor, so,
squirting some of the lube on my hand, I wrapped it around my love's hard
teen cock and began a slow stroke to get him lubed as well. God, he felt
so good in my hand – so very hard yet so very soft at the same time. As
soon as I had my hand wrapped around him, he gasped and thrust his hips off
the bed, almost bending himself in half, trying to get as much contact from
my hand as possible. Kissing him quickly on the lips, I stroked him a few
more times to make sure he was properly coated with the lube (Of course,
that was my only motivation...NOT!!), then tossing the tube aside, and
after wiping the excess lube from both our hands on the towel (hmmm),
climbed on top of him, and, lining up our groins, slowly lowered myself
until we were cock to cock, pressing my chest to his while keeping my
weight off him with my arms. We just lay like that for a few moments, just
staring with deep love into each other's eyes before I lowered my lips to
his and began to kiss him passionately, which was returned equally, our
tongues rubbing and caressing each other, as our hips began to slowly grind
together. As our passions increased, so did the motion of our hips. Mario
had been stroking my back gently, but his hands soon ended up cupping my
ass, pulling me tighter to his groin, as our thrusts became more frenzied.
I couldn't believe the feelings that were coursing through my body, and I
can only hope that they were the same for Mario. I certainly wanted them
to be. I wanted to be able to give him the best feelings I could, hoping
that it would also convey to my Mario my deep love for him. And I really
do love him with everything I am!! He means everything to me!!
Faster and faster our cocks are rubbing together, the sexual tension
rising to incredible levels. I had to break off our kiss because it was
impossible for me to get enough air in my lungs. I started kissing him
wildly all over his neck and face as I gasped my way toward what was
feeling like the most intense orgasm I've ever had. My balls felt like
they were about to burst and my cock was harder than it has ever been as we
continued to push against one another faster and faster. It's a wonder we
didn't start a fire in our pubes from the incredible friction between us!
Mario was beginning to moan as loudly as I was, and I didn't care at that
point if they could hear us through the closed door to the bedroom. Hell!!
I wouldn't have cared nor would I have been able to stop if both sets of
parents walked through the door right now! All I knew was that I was about
to blow the biggest load of my life, and it looked and sounded as if Mario
was feeling the same way. Finally, with a deep groan and with what was
almost a shout from Mario, we both unloaded our pent-up cum. My toes
curled, and it felt like my balls were throbbing as they pumped out the
largest load of cum I've ever produced! It seemed like this orgasm came
from the soles of my feet, rushed to my head, then slammed through my chest
and groin and out of the end of my wildly spasming cock. It was the most
painfully pleasurable cum I have ever experienced, and I could feel my cum
pooling with Mario's as his cock spewed forth it's own offerings. I could
feel his cock throbbing fiercely alongside of mine, and the amount of cum I
could feel squelching between us felt like it was the most either of us had
ever produced. Our hips finally eased into a gentle undulation as we both
enjoyed the aftershocks of the most incredibly intense orgasm either of us
had ever had. I finally couldn't keep my weight supported any longer as I
was completely drained, emotionally and physically. Even though I'm a
little bigger and heavier than him, Mario didn't seem to mind it a bit as
he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me even tighter to him. As we
both regained our breathing, I could feel him shuddering beneath me, and,
raising my head, I looked at his sweet handsome face and noticed he was
crying.
"My sweet Mario," I said, as I kissed and licked his tears. "What's
wrong? Are you ok?"
"No, I'm not ok," he finally managed to get out. " I am so far beyond
"ok", there is no measure. You have no idea how incredibly wonderful I
feel right now and how very much I love you. I just can't help myself. My
feelings for you are so great, I have no room inside, so I'm crying it
out!" Jesus Lord!!! I love him so damn much, I started crying too `cuz I,
too, couldn't keep it all inside!! We lay there and held each other,
placing gently kisses wherever we could reach on each other's face and neck
until we were both finally able to calm down. I finally managed to lift
myself so I could look into the eyes of the one and only person who meant
the world to me.
"Mario, my love, my life," I said gently, as I stroked the side of his
face. "You are the most incredibly wonderful thing that has ever happened
in my life. I can't imagine ever not having you in my life. I want to
spend a lifetime with you, holding you, loving you, making love to you.
Never again will I ever think of what we just shared as sex. Phil and
Ronni were so right! It will always be making love. I love you so much,
Mario, and even though we are so young, I want you to be my husband, now
and forever." With that, I leaned down and kissed him on his sweet, soft
lips. He grabbed me fiercely and began sobbing.
"Paulo, I could never find the words to tell you just how very much I
love you," he gasped, in between sobs. "I never want to be apart from you
ever again! I want to be yours and yours only forever! My life means
nothing without you! I love you so much!!" He finally calmed down enough
to be able to breathe normally, his tears wetting his face and my shoulder.
I felt so truly blessed to have him in my arms and to love.
Even though we could have stayed like this forever, as far as I was
concerned, we finally realized just how uncomfortable cold cum can be,
especially with the amount we both just shot. We gently peeled apart and
found ourselves very grateful for the towel that had been suggested. We
giggled at the huge mess we'd made, and when we were both fairly well
cleaned up, we got up and knocked on the bedroom door. We both really
needed a shower right then. When they said to come in, we noticed the two
of them, with Ronni lying on top of Phil, wrapped in each other's arms. It
was a beautiful, loving sight, and I knew without a doubt that Ronni was
exactly where he belonged. He has always been such a good friend to both
Mario and me and is such a gentle and loving person. But don't get me
wrong. You don't ever want to piss Ronni off and get on his bad side. I'd
only seen it once, but there was this one kid at our school who was known
for bullying others, sometimes even hitting them. He had never done
anything to Ronni or us, but when Ronni saw the bully "at work" one day
with a younger and much smaller kid, he really lit into him, telling him
what he thought of him. When the bully tried to get nasty and physical
with Ronni, he took him out in short order. His arms may be skinny, but
they pack a hell of a wallop, as the bully found out all to well. He never
bothered anyone else again that year, as far as we know whenever Ronni was
around, and thankfully moved away with his family at the end of the school
year.
Mario and I took a shower to clean off the remains of our lovemaking
without too much sexual play, and before returning to our bed, Phil called
us over, and we talked for a few minutes. Ronni got out of bed and after
kissing us both, hugged us tightly. We were surprised and pleased when
Phil joined us, kissing us both and joining our group hug. Mario and I are
so lucky to have friends like these. I'm still not looking forward to
telling our parents about us, but I feel a lot better knowing we have Phil,
Ronni, Lola Sanie and our brothers on our side. And after what Mario and I
experienced together in bed just a short time ago, I know that telling our
parents is something we have to do. There's no way I can ever again be
apart from my Mario, and I know he feels the same. With the grace of God
and these wonderful people by our side, I just know everything is going to
be ok. I hope!!
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