Date: Sat, 10 Nov 2012 18:39:54 -0800 (PST) From: John Michaels Subject: Filipino Love - Chapter 32 FILIPINO LOVE BY JM Email: mmanlookin@yahoo.com Disclaimers and other info: see chapter one This and all subsequent chapters are dedicated to my own Filipino Love. You know who you are. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO It was another very warm day, but the humidity seemed to be lower than the past few days. There was a steady breeze blowing in off the ocean that made it quite pleasant actually. We trooped down to the beach and spread out the blanket and towels, staking our claim for the afternoon, although once again, we were the only ones on our section of the beach. I placed the cooler at the edge of the blanket within easy reach of everyone and proceeded to slather some sunscreen on Ronni. Since I had two bottles, Paulo grabbed the other and ministered to his boyfriend. Once Mario and Ronni were covered, they took the bottles and returned the favor. Once everyone was protected, we all decided to head into the water to get cooled off, although the water temperature was almost as warm as bath water. Ronni grabbed my hand and pulled me into waist- high water where he then wrapped his arms around my neck and his legs around my hips and gave me a sweet kiss with a little tongue that soon became a bit more passionate than I wanted to get in public. I'm not a prude by any stretch of the imagination, but when I get into a kiss like the way this one was heading, I want more. LOTS MORE!! But I also didn't want Paulo and Mario to feel uncomfortable or left out since whatever physical intimacy they might share was no doubt very private because they weren't out to any others but Ronni and me. Even though he had been at the house, the boys did nothing to give away the true nature of their relationship in front of Lorenzo, and I will keep their secect until they're ready to come out. Reluctantly breaking the kiss, I cupped Ronni's face in my hands and told him quietly why we needed to keep things under control for now. He immediately understood my reasoning and gave an apologetic look at his friends who thankfully hadn't noticed. "Sorry," he said quietly. "When I am with you, I cannot help it sometimes. I just love you so much I always want to hold you and kiss you." "That's ok, Love," I said as I gently kissed his lips. "I know exactly how you feel. But for now, we have to remember that Paulo and Mario need to be very careful in public, and it must be hard for them to see you and me sharing our love openly. I hope they'll feel comfortable enough around us soon that they will feel free to show their love like we do, but for now, that can only be inside our home." Suddenly, Ronni's eyes lit up and a huge grin spread across his handsome face. "Do you think they could spend the night with us?" he asked. "They never have much time alone together, and I think they would be happy to stay." "It will all depend on their parents," I replied. "From what they told us at the house, I don't know how comfortable they would be letting their sons spend the night with two gays. The only thing we can do is ask and see what they say." "I have been to both of their houses many times, and they always are very nice to me. And if they feel they do not know you, then they can talk to Mama and Papa. Or maybe even Lola," he finished with another smile. " I know that the sofa folds out into a big bed," I said, thinking aloud, "so they'd have their own space. The only problem might be the cr. If you and I happen to be making love when one of them needs to use it, that could be a problem. We would have to make sure everyone has taken care of all of their bathroom business before starting anything. Although knowing you, you horny little devil, you'll start something whether we're alone or not." With that, I gave him a kiss on the nose and an extra hug. It probably would be good for the two boys to have some time in a safe environment where they could explore the more physical side of their relationship if that's what they wanted. Or it just might be a time for them to have some real alone time to just be held and loved by one another. I had no problems with any of that. I just didn't know where their parents fit into the equation. We'll call them as soon as we get back to the house and take it from there. If nothing else, maybe they can at least stay for dinner and part of the evening. Right then, the two boys swam and cavorted their way over to us and with shy grins, asked if I would toss them into the water like the last time. Hearing their request, Ronni started squirming with excitement at the prospect, so, for the next 20 minutes or so, we had a rousing round of "Splash Down". The boys again patiently waited their turn, and the laughter and smiles on their faces was well worth the sore arms and shoulders I was going to get for my efforts. I finally had to call a halt, and we all headed back to the beach, the boys chatting happily and trying to dunk one another. When we got to the blanket, I collapsed with a groan and soon had my boy straddling my legs and massaging my shoulders. Paulo and Mario had looks of concern, but I reassured them that I was fine and enjoyed our time as much as they had. They both seemed to relax when I said that and asked if they could get some water from the cooler. They got out bottles for all of us and settled down on their towels, talking softly to one another. I was moaning in ecstasy as Ronni's fingers worked their magic on my sore muscles, and I soon was feeling much better and frankly, more than a little horny. This was intensified when Ronni stretched out and lay fully on my back, nuzzling and kissing my neck. I could also feel his hard teen cock in the small of my back and would have liked to have been able to take full advantage of it. Unfortunately, wrong place, wrong time. Dammit!! I took hold of his hand and gently kissed the palm. He gave me another kiss on the neck and slid off me onto his stomach on the side away from his friends, effectively concealing his hardon from them, and turning his head toward me, he offered those luscious lips. Not one to refuse such an offer, we were soon lip-locked, our tongues in a gentle duel. Breaking the kiss, Ronni looked deep into my eyes. "I love you so much, my Phil," he said, softly. "You are such a good, kind and loving man, and you even take time to make my friends happy. You are so much more than in my dreams, and you make me feel so loved." "That's because you are so very easy to love," I replied, just as softly, stroking his cheek with my finger. "I've never met anyone like you before. You have a gentle soul, but you also fight for what you feel is right. Your heart holds such love, not only for me, but for your family and friends as well. I've taught kids your age for quite a few years now, and I've never seen in them the maturity that you have. I don't even put you in that "kid" category. I see you as my equal in all ways. I always knew that someday I'd find a life partner, but even in my fantasies, I never knew that I would find someone who is so much more than I ever dreamed possible. You have made me the happiest I've ever been, and I look forward to spending the rest of my life showing you just how much you mean to me and how very much I love you." With tears in his eyes, Ronni gently placed his hand on my cheek. "There are no words for how much I love you," he said, with a hitch in his voice. "I belong to you, and no other. You own my heart and my soul. Every day, every minute, you will know my love. I thank God for bringing you to me, and I will spend my life doing everything I can to make you happy." Now it was my eyes that were leaking as I brought him into my arms. We just held each other, both silently weeping for the enormity of the bond of love between us. I'm not sure just how long we held our embrace, but I became aware of a quiet sniffling behind us. Turning our heads, we saw Paulo and Mario with their arms around each other and tears coursing down their cheeks. With a sniffle, Mario said, "You two are so lucky. You love each other so much it makes my heart grow big. I feel good when I am with you. I can feel your love" "Mario and I want to have what you have," added Paulo. "We know we are young, but we love each other and want to be able to show our love to others like you do. Ronni tells us for a long time he will have love with the man in his dreams. We tease him a lot, cuz we know he is gay, but he will not have a boyfriend even when they say they want to be his boyfriend. But he says "no". He is waiting for the man in his dreams and no one else. And now you are here, and I can see how happy he is and how much he loves you and you love him. I am afraid, but I think we must talk to our parents. But we will need your help. I know you will have the words to make things good for us." "Ronni and I will do what we can to help you two," I replied. "We've been very lucky to have someone like Lola Sanie on our side, and Mr. and Mrs. Martinez are very loving and caring parents who just want their kids to have a good and happy life. It took a bit of talking by Lola, but they now see that it's not who you love, but that you have a good and lasting love. I think they realized this when they learned that Ronni had known he was gay from shortly after his first dream, and that he had many chances to have a boyfriend his own age but waited for me to come along. And when they met me and saw what was between Ronni and me and got a chance to talk with us, any doubts they might have still had were gone. We will talk to Lola and see what she has to say. I think everything will be ok in the end. It might not happen right away, but I don't think it will take very long. "Now, we want to ask you two something," I continued. "Would you like to see if your parents will let the two of you spend the night here with us? Ronni and I both feel that you would like to be able to have some quiet time together." I wish I had thought to bring my camera. The look on their faces was priceless and comical. Their mouths gaped open and their eyes grew wide as they first looked at one another, then back forth between Ronni and me, then each other before again looking at us again. Their mouths slowly started forming into grins that soon threatened to split their faces, spreading from ear to ear, and their eyes started to get wet. In synch and without warning, the two launched themselves at Ronni and me, and we were enveloped with their arms as they hugged us fiercely, all the while murmuring "salamat" and "thank you". Ronni and I had both manage to get our arms around his two friends, and our group hug went on for some time before Paulo became the first to break his hold on us and looked at us both with tears running down his cheeks. "I cannot tell you how much Mario and me thank you. We not have much time to be together alone. I feel so much in my heart for him," he said, gazing fondly at Mario. "I want to tell him how much he is in my heart, and to hold him and kiss him like you and Ronni, but we are afraid of others. I do not care what my friends might think, but I do not want to make my parents mad at us, so we do not have chance to be real boyfriends," he concluded, ducking his head and blushing furiously. Mario was also blushing at this point as he took Paulo's hand in his and kissed it. I had a very strong feeling that this was the first time either of them had openly shown such an intimate expression of their love because of the look of wonder on Paulo's face that soon turned to a look of such love. "Paulo is true in what he say," said Mario. "I am also scared of what my parents say, but I know that we must talk to them soon. Every day I feel more for Paulo, and I cannot hide how I feel any more. I hope we can see Lola Sanie soon and see what she say. I have much hope it will be good. Ronni and you are good friends to Paulo and me. I hope our parents will say ok for us to stay with you tonight." "Both you and Paulo deserve the chance to see where your feelings for each other go. >From what I've seen, you have a lot of love between you, and it's very possible you have something that will keep you two together for a very long time." This got me huge smiles from the two young lovers and a kiss on my shoulder from my love. "I know we haven't been at the beach for long, but why don't we go back to the house and see what we can do. I think we should call Lola Sanie and see if she will come for dinner with us, and we can have our talk with her tonight. We also need to call your parents and see if they will give you permission to stay the night, or at least for dinner and the evening. If Lola can make it, then we can say that we would like you to at least be able to have dinner with us." "Any time we get to spend with each other is good," said Paulo while holding Mario's hand. "I think they will be ok for us to eat here cuz they know we are here with you now. It is not sure if they will let us stay the night, though." "We won't know until we try, boys," I said with as reassuring a smile as I could muster. I, also, wasn't sure how their parents would react to them spending the night with us. Maybe Sanie would be able to help with that, IF she was able to join us tonight. "Let's head up to the house and see what we can do." With that, we all got up, collected our beach paraphernalia and went back to the house. Once inside, I directed our two young guests to the cr to change. While they were doing that, Ronni called his lola to invite her to dinner and to see if she'd be willing to talk to Mario and Paulo. Even thought I was a bit reluctant to tell her the reason for this talk, Ronni had no qualms whatsoever, and told her the basics of his two friends' relationship, asking her for her advice. Luck was on our side once again, as Sanie told her grandson that she would be happy to talk to his friends and that she had been thinking about us and would love to have dinner with us. She said that she could be here in about an hour and could spend some time before dinner at least getting the preliminaries for her talk with the boys out of the way. Just as Ronni hung up the phone, our two young guests returned, now clad in their shorts and T's. It was evident they were both going commando as they were both sporting semis that pushed out the front of their shorts. There must have been a little "slap and tickle" going on behind the closed door. While they weren't quite as developed as my teen lover from what could be seen, it was still an impressive and slightly arousing sight. I got them settled in the salla with a coke for each, and Ronni and I headed into the bedroom to change, closing the door behind us. As soon as the door was shut, I immediately had my arms full of my love, his arms and legs wrapped around me, his lips firmly planted on my own, his tongue demanding entrance. This was by far the most passionate kiss we had shared all day, and we were both soon sporting hardons that were almost painful. "I love you so much, Phil," Ronni panted after breaking the kiss. "You are such a good man and I love you and want you so much all the time. I am always horny when I am with you, and when I see Paulo and Mario with their cocks hard, I get even more horny for you." With that, we were both locked at the lips once again, our tongues making fierce love to each other's. But I knew we didn't have the time to get the sexual relief we both clearly wanted and needed. Beside, it wouldn't be fair to our young guests, as I'm sure they'd know what we were up to if we took too much time. They were frustrated enough in their own love life together, and we shouldn't add to that. "As much as I want to throw you on the bed and make love to you for hours, we can't do that right now, Love," I said, the regret evident in my voice. "It's not fair to your friends. They'll know what we're doing if we take too long. Today is supposed to be about helping them, so we'll just have to wait until later tonight to take care of each other." With an expression of resignation and a huge sigh, he hugged me tighter and rested his head on my shoulder. "I know you are right," he said with another sigh. "I feel bad for them that they cannot have what you and I have right now. I hope my lola can help them. We will help them too. They are...no! WE are so lucky to have someone like you in our lives. You are the very best that will ever happen in my life." I hugged him tighter and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "We'd better get changed and get back to your friends," I replied. "We still need to call their parents and get their permission. And we need to see what to have for dinner. I want to make it special for them." With another sweet kiss, Ronni got down, and we got changed into our clothes for the evening. We hung our suits on the towel rod along side of our guests' and went back to the salla. When we stepped through the door into the room, Paulo and Mario were holding each other tightly and kissing, totally lost to the world around them. Ronni and I stood there in the doorway watching the two young lovers, our arms around each other, smiling at the sight before us. I had the feeling we were witness to the beginnings of a long and loving relationship. I could only hope and pray that it would be as deep and soul-satisfying as Ronni's and mine. Paulo, who was the one turned more toward us, suddenly realized they had an audience, and, blushing furiously, pulled slightly away from Mario who also just then noticed us. "I am sorry," he said, haltingly. "We should not do that when we are a guest in your house." Walking over to them, I placed a gentle hand on each of their shoulders, and said, "You don't need to apologize for showing your love in this house. We told you that this was a safe place for the two of you. You have done nothing wrong, and we want you both to feel comfortable around us to show your love. For now, this is the only place you have, but I hope that will soon change after talking to Lola Sanie tonight." "She will be here?" Mario asked, hope radiating from his eyes. "Yes," said Ronni, placing his arm around my waist. "She will eat with us and talk with you. I told her why you wanted to see her, and she is ok. She say that maybe she can help you." At that, the two teens on the sofa were practically bouncing with excitement. All of a sudden, Paulo got a worried expression. "But we do not know if our parents will allow us to stay," he said, the doubt very clear in his raspy teen voice. "You're right," I said. "So let's make the calls and find out right now." Going over to the phone, I brought the hand-held unit and handed it to Paulo. "Why don't you go first, and we'll see what they say. Remember to tell them that you and Mario are invited to dinner and that Lola Sanie will be here also. Tell them that it may be late before we're finished and that you've been invited to also spend the night here. If they want to know where you'll sleep, this sofa pulls out into a bed." "Ok," he said, taking the phone in his shaking hands. I knew he was very nervous. They both were, and I would be too if I were in their position. With trembling fingers he managed to dial his home number, and it sounded as if it was his mother who answered. He spoke to her for a few moments, his facial expression going from tense to hopeful. Handing the phone to Ronni, he said, "Mama wants to speak with you. She does not have good English, and she knows Phil does not have good Tagalog." Taking the phone from his friend, Ronni began speaking to Paulo's mother. In the beginning of his conversation, I could see a bit of tension on his handsome face, but that gradually morphed into a smile, as evidently, things were going well. He handed the phone back to Paulo as his mother obviously wanted to speak to him again, and I saw his face light up with a smile. This slowly disappeared as he realized that he was only half of the equation as he now handed the phone to Mario, who had an interesting expression of hope and trepidation on his face as he realized it was now his turn. He dialed the number and waited nervously for an answer. He was soon talking to someone I had to assume was his mother, and I noticed that his face didn't relax from the anxious look he had when raking the phone. It looked like his mother wasn't as willing to let him stay as was Paulo's. I could hear frustration creeping into his voice and noticed that both Ronni and Paulo had worried expressions. Finally, I saw his shoulders slump as he handed the phone to me this time. It dawned on me that since his mother worked at the call center, her English was at least passable. Taking the phone from Mario, I began talking to his mother. She was very reluctant to have her son stay any later today and said that he needed to come home as he had chores that needed to be done. Knowing how very important this evening could be for the future of his relationship with Paulo, I made a one-sided decision and asked her if all the boys came over to help Mario get his chores done, could he come back for the night. Naturally, this got me several sets of raised eyebrows from the boys, but I just shook my head and smiled, putting my finger to my lips to keep the quiet. There was a slight pause on the phone before his mother spoke up again. "Mr. James," she began, slowly. " I need to be honest with you. I am not comfortable having my son stay the night with two others that are gay. I don't condemn you for your relationship with Ronni. We understand all that. It's just that I don't think it would be a good idea for my son to be sleeping in the same place. I know this sounds bad, but my mother's heart wants to keep my son safe." Needless to say, this got my dander up. With great effort, I tried to calm down before making my response "Mrs. Magsayo," I said. "If what I'm hearing is correct, you're afraid that Mario will be exposed to a side of my relationship with Ronni that is very personal and very private. I can assure you that this will not happen EVER! And if you have fears that your son isn't safe around me or Ronni, I can assure you that they are totally unfounded. I have been around young boys Mario's age and older as a teacher for many years. I do NOT look on them as sexual objects, nor do I look on your son and his friends that way either. My relationship with Ronni is totally unique and separate from everything else. He is the first and ONLY person his age that I have ever felt like this about. And you must admit that he has a maturity about him that is far beyond his years and of others his age. We have a total and exclusive commitment to only each other, no one else. For reasons known only to God, Ronni is the first and only person his age I could ever love, or even be sexual with. I am not a predator and have no interest in young boys, if that's your concern." "Mr. James," she responded quickly. "I'm so very sorry if I offended you or thought I was accusing you of inappropriate behavior with my son. What I said came out badly. My concern is that he is so young and will have time enough when he's older to see all there is to life. I guess I'm just trying to keep him the innocent child that he has been. I know he's old enough to understand such things as your relationship with Ronni, but I have the mother's wish to keep him close for as long as I can." "I fully understand, Mrs. Magsayo," I said, a bit calmer now. "Every parent doesn't like to see their babies grow up. I know my parents were the same way. But all we're asking of you now is to allow Mario to spend the night with his friends here. Paulo will also be staying, and the two of them would be sleeping on the sofa bed in the salla. And I think he'd enjoy having some time with Ronni's grandmother. He's spoken fondly of her before. While Ronni is in this relationship with me, he still needs to have the time to be a kid and spend time with his friends, and from what I've seen, Mario and Paulo are two of his closest. I think it would be good for all of them to have this time together." "You make a very good argument, Mr. James," she said. "These three boys have always been close growing up. They seem to be good for each other. Let me think on this for a bit, and I'll get back to you in about a half hour." "That's a fair request," I replied. "The boys will have a good time together, and I can assure you, they will ALL be safe here. And as to Mario's chores, the offer still stands to have everyone help out tomorrow if he can spend the night." "I appreciate the offer of free labor," she chuckled. Right then, I was certain everything was going to be ok. "His chores can be put off. I've just decided that he can stay. You should have been a lawyer," she added, with another chuckle. "I'll have his brother come by with a change of clothes for both him and Paulo. And again, I'm so sorry if anything I said offended or upset you." "Thank you, Mrs. Magsayo," I replied. " I fully understand your feelings and thank you for trusting me. I think the boys have got it figured out and are bouncing around." And they were. The three were jumping and giving each other high fives with enormous grins on their faces. I couldn't help grinning too. These three obviously had a tight relationship, and I was happy to see them enjoying themselves like this. "I'll send Jareth along soon with the clothes. And knowing those three there, I know they'll probably be in the water soon after getting up tomorrow, so if you could send Mario home by mid-afternoon, that would be good." "That sounds like a good plan," I said. "And you're right about the boys and the water. Every time they've gotten together here, that's where they end up. Also, would it be ok with you if Jareth stayed for dinner before going home? He could also bring Dhomz along. All these boys seem to get along so well, even the brothers. I haven't seen any of the rivalry you usually see between brothers." "You're very observant," she replied. "Both sets of brothers get along better than most I've seen. Are you sure it's all right for these older ones to join you? They have very big appetites!" She laughed. "I think we have enough to fill the bottomless pits," I responded, with a chuckle of my own. "But you can leave it up to them if they want to eat here or not. They might already have other plans, and I don't want them to feel obligated. They can give us an answer when they get here. Either way will be fine. It's just that I haven't seen as much of them as I have the younger two, and I enjoyed the time we did have earlier this week." "That's probably the best way to handle it," she said. "I see the two of them now. They're as close as Mario and Paulo. Always where there's one, you'll find the other. (If she only knew!) I'll get the clothes together and send them along shortly." "Thanks again," I said. "I've got three very happy young men here right now. And I hope before I leave next week that you and your husband and Paulo's parents and I can get together. Since I'll be living here permanently in a few months, it would be good to get to know the parents of Ronni's best friends." "That would be nice," she said. "We'll have to see what's the best time for everyone. I'll see what I can find out from this end and get back to you." After a few more pleasantries, I hung up and had just started to turn to the boys when I was completely enveloped in three pairs of arms. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" cried Mario. Tears were running down the faces of all three of them. "My mama is the one I am most worried about, but she sounds like she not be as hard to talk to as I thought." Paulo said nothing. He simply reached up and kissed me on the cheek, the most eloquent "thank you" he could manage at the time due to his emotional state. Ronni kissed me on the lips then put his head on my shoulder. "You are the most special and wonderful man in the world," he whispered into my ear. Sorry for the delays in postings, folks, but it's crunch time here as I get ready for my move to the Philippines. Any of you who have had to sort, consolidate and pack 35 years of family detritus should have some idea of what I've been going through. I'll try to get at least one more chapter out before I leave, but no promises. I'll pick the story up as soon as I get settled, which shouldn't take too long since I've managed to reduce my belongings to what will fit in a steamer trunk. Thanks to those who are hanging in there with me and for their words of support. I hope y'all will still be around to see the conclusion of this portion of the tale. And since you've been following this story on a FREE website, how about helping the hard-working folks at Nifty keep it free for you by sending a donation to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Thanks!!