Date: Tue, 22 Jan 2013 18:58:48 -0800 (PST) From: John Michaels Subject: Filipino Love - chapter 36 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 manner, other than for the reader's pleasure on this site, without my express written permission. Thanks. 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!! Thanks again for reading. I hope you're enjoying the story so far. If you are, please send me an email with your comments. It's the only pay us poor starving writers at Nifty get! J And if you enjoy this and other stories at nifty, please give them a financial boost to help keep this site free for all. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Thanks!!