Date: Thu, 18 Jul 2013 03:08:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Michaels <mmanlookin@yahoo.com>
Subject: Filipino Love Chapter 51

			       FILIPINO LOVE
				    BY
				    JM

email: mmanlookin@yahoo.com

Disclaimers and other info: see chapter one.

This story is my personal intellectual property and may not be reproduced
in any form without my express written consent.

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

I want to apologize to everyone for the delay in getting this chapter out.
I had the flu from hell the for almost 6 weeks and it really took it's
toll.  Just when I was ready to join the human race again, all hell broke
loose back home with several family members, each with his/her own
crisis. I finally had to make a return trip to the US to try and help get
things settled, and it looks like everything is on an even keel again,
although it took several months and a lot of tears. Now that I'm back home
with my bf, it then it took me a while to get back in the writing groove,
so here I am again.

There are only a few chapters remaining in this segment, and I hope to get
them out in a much more reasonable amount of time.  After that, I WILL be
taking a brief hiatus while I get my thoughts and notes together for part
2.  I plan to write most, if not all, of it before posting so I don't have
to have a delay like the one we've just ended. I hope I didn't lose too
many of you, and again: I apologize for the delay.  I'll also be getting
caught up on my emails again, so those of you who have written but haven't
heard back, you should be hearing from me soon.


			     CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE


     Once everyone was settled in the salla with their drink of choice, I
asked to be brought up to speed on how things went next door.  When I
started to ask Mr. Flores his thoughts about the pending projects, he
politely stopped me.

     "Please forgive me for interrupting," he said, with a small smile. "My
father is Mr. Flores.  My name is Marty.  I don't stand on much formality,
since I like to work closely with whoever I'm working for, and titles just
get in the way."  I like this guy!

     "Thanks, Marty," I replied.  "I don't like a lot of formality either.
We're all on a first name basis around here.  So tell us.  What are your
thoughts on the work needed?  Did they tell you about the security measures
we want done, too?"

     "They did," he replied slowly.  "I must admit I was very surprised
about all you want done with security, but once it was explained just what
all your future plans were for the hotel, I can see why.  I'm going to be
very blunt with you...um, Phil?"  I nodded.  "This job looks like it will
be more than I could do in the time you've said.  And I'm not completely
comfortable tackling all the security measures you want.  I know it sounds
like I'm talking myself out of a job, but if I can't guarantee full
satisfaction from the start, it's not fair to you - or any client - to do
otherwise.  If this was a strict remodeling job, I would not hesitate to go
for it. But, with everything else, well..."  He shrugged his shoulders and
smiled sheepishly.

     "I thank you for being honest," I said.  "I suppose at this point I
should tell you that I've already had Mark Constantino here, and he's
agreed to take the job and can pretty much guarantee that it gets done on
time IF," I emphasized, "he had more manpower.  I told him I'd also be
talking to you and Reynaldo Baldo about the job.  How would you feel
working with Mark and possibly Reynaldo?  Since the scope of this job has
grown, I now realize it will take more men - and women, as I understand -
to get the project done on time."  Marty started laughing.

     "The Devil's Trio, huh?" he finally managed to get out.  "I have no
problems at all working with either of those two and their crews.  We've
all worked with one another in pairs at one time, but this would be the
first time all three of us would work together.  If that is how you decide
to go, then I can guarantee the finest quality work and within your time
frame."

     "OK, that's great," I said.  "But there's one thing you should know.
Since Mark was willing to do the entire job, including the work for the
security measures, I've made him the general contractor in charge of all
the work.  Do you have any problems with that?"  I held my breath.

     "None whatsoever," he replied immediately.  "Mark is actually the best
one for that position, since he has the most contacts with suppliers.  Both
Rey and I go to him whenever there's something we need that we can't get
ourselves."

     "I'm really glad to hear that," I replied, trying to keep the relief
out of my voice.  "Just one more thing.  Do you have any problems working
for gays?"

     "None whatsoever," he said, with a smile.  "I kinda picked up on that
earlier.  And I'm sure Mark told you about both Rey and me and how we can
each relate to the situation."

     "I appreciate the fact there won't be any issues with that," I said,
not being able to keep the relief out of my voice this time.  "So, onto
business. Mark tells us that you'd be able to start right away.  Is that
correct?"

     "Yes," said Marty.  "I just finished a job two days ago and am ready
to take on a new project."

     "That's great!" I enthused.  "It looks like the closing on the other
house will be in the next day or so."  Josie nodded, as I looked to her for
confirmation.  "I'd actually like you to start on that place as soon as the
papers are signed, before the end of this week.  How much notice will you
need?"

     "Since this is a guaranteed contract, I'll alert my crew to be ready
at a moment's notice," he said, with a smile.  "Just one thing, though.
You haven't asked what this will cost."

     "That's what Mark is working on," I replied.  "He's working up the
cost and estimates based on your "trio" and crews.  It's always easier to
subtract than add on something like this. I'm just hoping Reynaldo will
come on board too."

     "Oh, don't worry about that," Marty replied with a snicker.  "Having
an opportunity for all three of us to work together will be to hard for him
to resist.  I think, from what I hear, he'll be done with his current
project next week, so I know he'll be available.  He never commits to a new
job until the present one is completed, though."

     "Yes, Mark mentioned about him being done the middle of next week, but
I have to return to the US the end of this week to finish up my teaching
year and close up my house there.  There are six weeks of school left, and
I'm hoping to have everything packed and ready to go using the weekends.  I
want to be away from here as short a time as possible, hopefully less than
two months."

     When I said this, there was a quiet sob from Ronni, and he quickly
turned so he was facing me and buried his head on my shoulder, his arms
wrapped tightly around my neck, now getting wet with his tears.  I
tightened my arms around him and stroked his back, soothingly, my own tears
slowly coursing down my cheeks.  I kissed the side of his head while my
hand traversed his back.  I heard a small sob from beside me and noticed
that Josie was deeply affected by Ronni's grief at our having to be apart.
Carl and Raymar also had tears in their eyes, Raymar, being as sensitive as
he is, trying desperately to keep from sobbing out loud, and Marty had a
sad smile on his face, as he witnessed Ronni's distress.

     "That boy really loves you," he said quietly.

     "You don't even know the half of it," Carl added, speaking directly to
Marty.  "I've never seen such a bond of love between two people as those
two have.  I thought Raymar and I were as close as any couple could be, but
those two have really raised the standards.  This is going to be a very
hard time for Ronni, and I know it will be for Phil, too. But we have a
wonderful support system here to help Ronni get through this, including his
parents and grandmother. "

     "I think it's great that there is such love and support," Marty said,
quietly.  "Too many gay young people lose their support and their families
when they come out. I simply do not understand what the problem is with
some people who can't simply accept love for what it is, no matter who you
love.  Most of the world's problems are caused by a lack of love and
understanding."

     "That is so true," added Josie, looking fondly at Ronni and me.

     "Well," I sighed, "this has gotten a bit off topic and kinda heavy,
but I'm glad we talked about it. I really appreciate your understanding,
Marty."

     "Thanks, Phil," he replied.  "I'm glad we had a chance to talk about
it, too.  I can assure you that Mark, Rey and I, as well as our crews, have
absolutely no problems with anyone living and loving in a gay relationship.
And I can also assure you that if you do take on all three of us and our
crews, you will be very pleased with the finished results."

     "I'll be meeting with Reynaldo in the morning," I said.  "At this
point, it's simply a formality. I just need to be sure he'll have no
problems committing to this project for the amount of time it will take to
complete Once started, it's going to be a non-stop race to the finish.  I
need this done as quickly but as thoroughly as possible.  It would be nice
if this place was finished by the time I get back, but the main focus needs
to be making the other house liveable as soon as possible.  That will be
Carl and Raymar's home, and wanting the adoption of Eddy to go through as
soon as possible, their home needs to take priority.  If we have to, Ronni
and I can manage in a hotel suite for a while, but Eddy needs a home now."
A small sob escaped from Raymar, and there were tears running down his
cheeks.  Even stolid and stoic Carl was a bit misty-eyed.

     "You are such a blessing to Carl, Eddy and me," he finally managed to
squeak out between sobs.  "I don't know what we ever did to deserve such a
kind and generous friends as you, but I thank God every time I pray for
bringing you into our lives!"  Ronni kissed my cheek and turned to the two
men.

     "What you are doing for Eddy is such a good and wonderful thing," he
said.  "Phil..."  He turned and looked me and blushed when he saw a slight
frown on my face.  Turning back to the others, he continued.  "Phil and I,"
he emphasized, getting a gentle hug from me, "are blessed to be able to
help with your new home.  Besides, I'm really looking forward to having a
new younger brother living so close.  He is near enough to my age that I
think we will have a lot of fun together.  I want to help you give him as
normal a life as we can."

     Yep!  You guessed it.  This brought forth more sobs from Raymar, who
leapt from his chair and rushed over, wrapping both Ronni and me in a tight
embrace.  He tried several times to say something, but the gentle soul just
couldn't get it out through the tears.  Carl came over and took his
distraught husband in his arms, gently kissing his tear-stained cheeks.  He
was talking quietly to Raymar, but I couldn't make out what he was saying,
as it was in Tagalog.  There was no question, though, that they were words
of love and comfort, as the love pouring out of his eyes for his mate was
almost palpable.  Ronni turned back to me and rested his forehead against
mine, gazing into my eyes with such love that my breath caught in my
throat.

     "I love you so very much, my Phil," he said softly, as he brought his
hand up and caressed my cheek.  "I am the one who is truly blessed."  With
that, he gave me a gentle, closed-mouth yet passionate kiss that almost had
me seeing stars.

     "And I love you just as much, my Ronni," I replied as we broke the
kiss.  "We are both blessed."  At that moment, I heard a polite cough from
across the room and suddenly was brought back to the reality that there
were others in the room.  "I apologize, Josie and Marty.  We got a little
carried away there," I said, blushing deeply.

     "No apologies are needed or necessary," Mart said, smiling.  "I, for
one, know that I'm really going to enjoy working with you, and I'm sure the
others feel the same.  I think we've covered everything we need for now, so
I better head home before my wife sends out a search party."

     "Thanks for your time and for being so understanding," I said, as
Ronni and I stood up.  "I have a very good feeling about working together.
I think, from what you and Mark have told me, that my meeting with Reynaldo
will be more of an introduction than a business meeting.  I forgot to
mention it to Mark, but I hope both you and he will feel free to contact
Reynaldo and fill him in.  It will make things go smoother tomorrow.  I
really want to meet and talk to him, but it's going to be a very busy day
for us, so any groundwork that can be done before I meet him will make it
easier for all of us."

     "I'm glad you said that," Marty replied.  "I'll call Mark when I get
home, and maybe we can arrange a conference call with Rey either tonight,
if we have time, or first thing in the morning.  We can all do some "shop
talk", which might get things going more smoothly and quickly."

     "That'd be great!" I enthused.  "By the way, if you have your business
card with your contact info with you, give it to Josie.  She can call you
once all the paperwork is done on the house.  While you're waiting for her
call, maybe you could start putting the materials together you'd need so
you can get started right as soon as she calls.  Even though we don't have
a formal contract yet, I firmly believe that a man's word is his bond.  Do
we have a deal?"  He grinned broadly and grabbed my hand, shaking it
vigorously.

     "We have a deal," he said.

     "That's great!" I said.  "I plan to go to the bank first thing in the
morning and have a construction account set up with an initial deposit of
300,000.  That should be enough to get you started this week.  I'll add
what's needed once Mark has the figures for the materials.  That should be
some time next week.  I'm really excited about this project, and I firmly
believe I've got the best men - and women - for the job."

     "You certainly do," said Josie as she came up to us smiling.

     "Here's my card," said Marty, reaching into his shirt pocket and
handing the card to Josie.

     "Thanks," she said.  "I'm really pushing on the timing on this.  The
good news for us is that the current owners are really eager to get this
done as quickly as possible, and that's definitely to our advantage. It's
possible we might have everything done by tomorrow night, but more
realistically, sometime Thursday.  I'll call you before the ink is dry,"
she chuckled.

     "Well, I better get going," Marty said, as he shook everyone's hand.
Ronni and I walked him to the door, and with a final wave, he left.  We
went back to the salla a rejoined the others.

     "I hope you weren't too bored," I said apologetically to Josie as
Ronni and I took our places on the sofa - he, on my lap, of course!

     "I'm never bored when I'm here," she said, with a chuckle.  Then she
got a very serious look on her face, as she rearranged her position so she
was facing Ronni and me, one leg tucked beneath her.  "I've known you for
such a short time but longer than any contact I've ever had with any other
client.  I've always tried to maintain a professional attitude in my
business, but there was something about you and Ronni that that was so
different - that made me want to get to know you on a level I never have
before in my business dealings.  And when I'm in your home, I feel an
almost overwhelming sense of love, and I know others who have been here
have felt it too.  You have welcomed me into your family circle without
hesitating, and for that, I'm so very grateful.  So I'm never bored when
I'm here.  I'm just happy and grateful to be a part of such a loving
household."

     "I know what you mean about being able to feel the love as an almost
physical presence," said Raymar.  "I felt it, too, the first time I walked
in the door.  I've always had the ability to sense and see things that
others can't, but the feelings I get from this house are so strong that
even others are able to feel it too who might not normally be as attuned to
such things.  I've always been very sensitive and emotional, so maybe
that's why I'm able to sense things, but it wasn't easy growing up.  But
I've been blessed by having a wonderful husband who loves me, understands
me and accepts me just as I am."  He reached over, took Carl's hand and
kissed it.

     "Gee, it sounds like open mike night at the confessional," Carl said,
and we all laughed, breaking the slightly solemn mood that had descended.
"But I totally agree with what was said.  This really is a house of love.
I hope and pray that our new home will be the same."

     "I hate to go, but this girl needs her beauty sleep," Josie said, as
she stood up.  The rest of stood and got into a group hug.  "See?" she
said.  "This is what we were talking about."  She gave Ronni and me a kiss
on the cheek, and after more hugs with Carl and Raymar, Ronni walked out
with her to her car.  Once they were out the door, Carl turned toward
Raymar with a glint in his eye.

     "You may be one of the most sensitive guys I've ever met," he said,
"but you are most definitely my MAN!!"  With that, he gently groped
Raymar's VERY ample package and threw a lip lock on him that even curled my
toes!

Ronni came back in at that point, and witnessing the passionate embrace of
our friends, literally flew across the room and into my arms, planting his
mouth on mine, his tongue demanding entrance.  His momentum caused us to
fall back on the sofa as we both tried our damnedest to meld our bodies
into one, and our tongues dueling and our mingled saliva running down our
chins.  We were in our own world of love and passion, completely blocking
out everything but our hearts and souls.  I have no idea how long we were
locked in our embrace, but I was brought back to the real world by the
sound of a low whistle.

     "Wow!" I heard Carl exclaim.  "And I thought we had it bad for each
other!"  Ronni must have heard him, too, as he broke the kiss and looked at
me with a goofy grin, his cheeks reddening with embarrassment.

     "I'm sorry," he said, turning toward Carl and Raymar, who both had
sizable tents in their pants from the combined effects of the four of us,
I'm sure. I know my shorts were uncomfortably tight, and I could feel
Ronni's hardon throbbing through both sets of clothes.

     "I've been wanting to kiss Phil like that all night, and when I saw
you two loving each other, I just couldn't wait any more."

     "No apologies needed," Carl said.  "But I think it's time for us to
head out too."  He looked down at Raymar's distended crotch and
unconsciously licked his lips.  "Please don't get up. We know the way out."
With that, he grabbed Raymar's hand, and they all but ran out the door,
Raymar's hand on Carl's bubble butt all the way out the door.  In no time,
it seemed, we heard their car doors slam, and they took off with a light
squeal of tires.  Ronni and I both cracked up at that and started laughing.

     "I sure hope they get home without a problem," he said, with a giggle.
Then he got a more serious look on his face.  "It really makes me feel good
to see how much they love each other and how hot they are for each other
after all those years."

     "It will be the same for us, Love," I said, caressing his cheek.  "As
impossible as it seems, I love you more every day."

     "I'm feel the same," he said, planting soft butterfly kisses on my
lips.  "And now, I want you naked, in bed, making love to me all night."

     "Sounds like a wonderful plan to me," I said, kissing him on the tip
of his nose.  "Let's take a quick shower.  You get it started while I lock
up and get the lights."

     "Don't be long. I really need you!" he said, as he gently grabbed my
hard cock through my jeans.  With a quick kiss on the lips, he got up and
scurried to the cr, dropping his clothes as he went.  I quickly got the
house secured for the night and soon joined him in the shower.  It was the
beginning of a night of love and passion the likes of which I had never
experienced before.