Date: Wed, 6 Nov 2013 23:19:35 -0800 (PST)
From: John Michaels <mmanlookin@yahoo.com>
Subject: FILIPINO LOVE - Chapter 57

			       FILIPINO LOVE
				    BY
				    JM

email:  mmanlookin@yahoo.com
Disclaimers and other info:  see chapter one

Surprise!  Surprise!  Here's the next chapter already. I'm trying to get
the rest of this first segment (there will be 3 in all) done and it looks
like I'm finally there with this chapter.  Because of the change in plot
(Phil not leaving Ronni behind.  I just couldn't do it!), Part 2 will also
have some changes, although I still plan to make the focus of it on the
Filipino characters and their points of view and relationships.  I'm going
to take a PLANNED break from this story to work on the other one I've
already had a few posts on - "Anna and Asher" - as well as starting yet
another that's been germinating and taking up a lot of my creative
thoughts.  I hope you'll check out "A and A", and look for the first
chapter of the new story soon, tentatively entitled "Discovering Jayson" -
another inter-racial and inter-generational tale, although the boy is older
than Ronni and the protagonist is younger than Phil.  And once again,
please try to contribute financially to Nifty to help keep your reading
enjoyment free of charge.  Send any amount you can to
http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Thanks so much!


			    CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN


Somehow, somewhere, between the door and bed, our clothes disappeared, and
as I fell back on the bed with my teen husband on top of me, it was bare
skin on bare skin, hard, throbbing and leaking cocks rubbing against bare
skin, mouths glued tightly together, tongues dancing and writhing against
and around one another within.  Our hips were gently undulating in synch in
a natural and unconscious way, rubbing our rampant and needy cocks against
whatever body part was available at the time, as we began to thrash around
on the bed in the throes of our passion, both of us moaning in need and
lust.  I finally broke the kiss after God knows how long and positioned us
on the bed to give us room for the next phase.  I was now able to turn my
body so that we were head to head but upside-down (think "69"), and I
started by kissing all over his face as he was now also able to do to mine.

Our hearts and minds were so totally in synch that there was no need for
verbal communication.  Ronni knew immediately where this was headed, and as
I slowly worked my way down his firm, young torso with tongue and lips, he
was able to do the same to me in the same location. Every caress - every
lick of the tongue was mirrored, as we each laved and loved our way toward
our mutual goal.  When I finally reached his adolescent bush, I soaked it
with my tongue before taking a mouthful of the silky, nascent strands
between my lips and tugging gently.  Because he was exactly duplicating
everything, it almost felt as though I was doing it to myself, making the
whole experience hotter than hell!  I'm convinced that Ronni was
experiencing the same feelings, since his ministrations were punctuated
with "oh God", "shit", "Phil", plus myriad groans and squeals, mostly
muffled, as his mouth and tongue never ceased their sweet torture.  I
paused to lap up the pre-cum that had landed on his belly before running my
tongue and lips slowly down the back of his pulsing cock and taking his
tight, teen ball sac into my mouth, where I proceeded to run my tongue
alternately over both of the walnut-sized nuggets while applying a gently
suction.  He had quite a mouthful for someone his age, and it probably
wouldn't be too much longer before I'd only be able to take one ball at a
time, as he was doing to me at the moment.  But for now, I was totally
enjoying the sensation of having it all in my mouth.  I let some saliva
dribble out of my mouth that ran down his perineum and into his ass crack.
Releasing his sac, I wet my middle finger in my mouth and rubbed it around
his twitching hole, as I kissed my way back up his cock, taking the head in
my mouth and cleaning the fresh supply of natural lube that had
accumulated.  Applying gentle pressure with the index finger of the hand
not already occupied at his back door, I slid it up his cum tube, getting
the reward of a healthy dose of fresh pre-cum.  I'm constantly amazed at
the amount he produces.  Most grown men don't produce near as much, and I
considered this a gift and yet another blessing having Ronni as my lover.
After savoring the treat on my tongue for a minute, I gulped it down like a
starving man.  And you have to remember that everything I was doing to him,
he was doing to me.  The only difference is that he had to retract my
foreskin before getting to my sensitive cock head.  Now, it was time to
reap the rewards of our long, loving and sensuous foreplay.  With a final
swipe of my tongue around the ridge of his head, I plunged all the way to
the base while at the very same time, stuffing my finger fully into his
spit-lubed hole.  This caused him to pull his head of my cock and scream
"YES!!", as his hips immediately start thrusting against the intruding
digit before surprising the hell out of me by not only duplicating my
"finger-up-the-butt" trick, but he took my entire cock into his mouth and
into his throat without any signs of distress.  Holy fuck!!  He
deep-throated me!!  The feelings on the head of my cock, now buried in his
throat, were indescribably good!  His throat muscles milked it for a bit
before he pulled back to the head and began bobbing furiously, sliding it
deep into his throat on about every fifth pass, as his finger plunged in
and out of my very happy hole.  I quickly joined him, this time mimicking
him.  With a final push of my finger into his hot, tight chute, I located
his prostate and began massaging it, with Ronni doing the same to me.  At
this point, neither one of us was going to last long, and it probably
wasn't even a minute before I felt his prostate harden, followed by a
swelling of his cock as his teen sperm jetted into my eagerly waiting mouth
with a force that almost caused me to choke and to have to swallow
furiously to keep up with the load.  That triggered my own response, and I
was filling his mouth with my own offering, as he gulped and swallowed to
keep up with the flow.  All too soon, it seemed, it was over, but neither
of us released the cock in our mouth, both of which never lost a bit of
their hardness.  Slowly and reluctantly, we both pulled off, cleaning any
remaining cum as we went, and I turned around, taking him into my arms and
giving him a long, tongue-filled kiss, both of us able to taste the residue
of the loads we'd just eaten.

I had deliberately set up the schedule like this, knowing that neither of
us would last very long the first round, and that Ronni had a very short
refractory period.  The next phase will be his teen cock plowing my ass,
and I want him to last as long as possible.  This will allow me the extra
time to not only enjoy, but recover as well since I'm older and it takes a
bit longer.  Dammit!!!  Although, with Ronni, I've found that I'm ready
again a lot quicker - almost, but not quite, as quick as during my late
teen years.  At any rate, once he's satisfied my internal itch for his
cock, I'll then satisfy his.  And from there, who knows?  We'll take it as
it comes.  This night of love making won't be the desperate fuck-a-thon it
would have been if I had followed my original plans of leaving.  Instead,
tonight will be a celebration of our love, commitment and togetherness.  My
mind is made up.  There is no way in hell I will ever leave him behind for
any reason.  Neither of us is complete without the other, and neither of us
can function without the other.  Two bodies with one heart and one soul.

It wasn't long before our kisses heated up, accompanied by moans of lust
and pleasure, our hands caressing one another.  And yes, I got my wish and
got my internal itch scratched most thoroughly and lovingly.  I swear that
his cock has gotten a bit longer and a bit thicker since our first time
together.  He was a perfect fit, and the head of his cock and my prostate
were in constant contact.  Ronni was gentle in our love making, doing
everything he could to make it as pleasurable as possible for both of us.
He lasted about 20 minutes, sometimes slowing down and even stopping a few
times to delay his orgasm -a record for him - before his thrusts became
erratic, until, with a final push and a soft scream, he unloaded deep
within me.  He had also pushed me so close to the edge, I had to reach down
and pull my balls down with one hand and pinch the head of my cock with the
other.  The feelings thankfully ebbed, and when I removed my hands, Ronni
collapsed on top of me, his teen cock STILL hard and mostly still inside
me.  As he lay on me, he nuzzled my chest, and kissed and licked my
nipples, as his breathing returned to almost normal as we quietly spoke
words of love to one another.


Finally realizing that my hard cock was pressed into his belly and that I
hadn't cum, he raised his head and positively leered at me, as he slowly
withdrew his now semi-hard cock, rolled over onto his back, pulling his
legs up to his chest without saying a word, that lascivious grin spread
across his handsome face.  I dropped between his thighs, lowered my head
and proceeded to feast on his delicious young ass.  I continued to kiss,
lick and tongue his hole, probing with my tongue as far as it would go, for
a good 10 minutes or more.  All the while, Ronni's moans and yelps
increased in intensity, and I'm damn glad the door was locked!  If we had
neighbors, I'm sure they would have heard him, as he all but howled his
pleasure.  I finally pulled back and saw that his hole was almost gaping,
revealing the flushed pink interior, the outer lips of his anus puffed with
desire.  Grabbing the lube, I pushed a generous amount inside him,
slathered my dripping hardon, and pushed gently into him.  His ass was so
eager and ready for cock that there was no resistance whatsoever, and no
signs of discomfort on his face, as I finally bottomed out, deep inside
him.  I rested there for a minute to let him get fully used to the fullness
before starting long, slow strokes.  God, he felt so good!  His rectum
surrounded and grasped my cock snugly in a moist, hot grip as I slid in and
out.  Ronni let go of his legs and wrapped them around my back, as he began
to push back at me on each thrust, trying to get even more of my cock deep
inside him, panting and moaning my name and declaring his love, getting
louder and louder.  My cock fit so snugly inside him that I was stroking
his teen prostate on every stroke, his teen cock fully extended and
throbbing, looking even bigger and harder than ever, with yet more pre-cum
almost squirting from his swollen slit, pooling on his taut belly.  We were
into it for about 10 minutes when he shoved himself down on my cock as far
and deep as possible as his muscles surrounding my cock went into spams.
Cum shot out of his cock, the first volley going over his head with three
more descending from his neck to his belly, with a final weak shot landing
in his navel.  I picked up my assault on his ass as his muscles continued
to throb around my cock in strong orgasmic after-shocks.  I could feel my
own orgasm rapidly approaching and started pistoning faster as Ronni's
moans of pleasure intensified into yelps.  Just as I felt my cum racing up
my cock, his ass once again clamped onto my cock as another small burst of
cum shot out of his throbbing dick, just as I lunged forward, depositing my
load deep within him.  I started to slide my cock in and out, trying to
prolong the sweet agony as his ass muscles continued to pulse wildly, his
own orgasm generating an anal one, all the while shouting my name.  Wanting
to prolong it for him, I continued to thrust slowly for a few minutes,
gradually slowing to a stop as far inside him as I could go as his internal
throbbing began to diminish along with the volume of his vocalizations.  We
were both gasping for breath as I slowly withdrew my slightly-softened
cock, causing another mini-orgasm from him and another yelp.  Moving up
beside him, I lay on my back and gently eased him on top of me.

We lay quietly as our breathing returned to normal, and I could feel him
shudder occasionally as small pleasure twinges continued to hit his
well-fucked young body.  Neither one of us felt the need to say anything.
Our hearts were doing the communicating.  I'm not sure how long we lay
there or even if we might have dozed off, but I was suddenly aware of a
knocking at the door.  With a groan, Ronni rolled off me, and I got up,
looking for my shorts to put on.  Then, I realized: Fuck it!!  We're all
gay guys, we've been naked swimming together, and they sure as hell know
what went on in here.  Probably the same thing that went on out there.
Ronni may have been the loudest, but I'm no slouch, either, when I'm in the
throes of passion.  Padding to the door, I opened it to find both boys
standing there, both with raging hardons and both with full-body blushes.

"Sorry," said Dhomz, hesitantly, " but we both really need the cr now."

"Good timing, guys," I said, trying to lighten the mood. "Go right ahead."
They headed to the cr, Dhomz going in first.  As he was about to follow,
Jareth turned to me, blushing furiously.

"You have GOT to tell us how to do that," he said.  "That was so hot!!  I
shot my sperm without even touching myself!  And it was right after we had
already...ummm...you know."  What the "ummm...you know" was became quite
evident as we could hear Dhomz rather noisily depositing the results in the
toilet.  "Oh, God!" he moaned.  "Does that always happen?"

"You have to remember that what goes in has to come out," I said, putting
what I hoped was a comforting hand on his shoulder.  "I tell you what.
Once everyone has had their turn in there, why don't you guys come sit on
the bed with us and we'll talk, like we did for your brothers."

"If you and Ronni don't mind, I think we would like that," he said, seeming
to relax before suddenly straightening up with a mild look of panic in his
eyes.  "I hope he will be done soon.  I really need to go, too."  Just
then, we heard the toilet flush and the water running in the sink as Dhomz
washed his hands and "whatever".  As he came to the door blushing, Jareth
rocketed past him, taking time to plant a very quick kiss on his cheek
before shutting the door and, almost immediately, creating his own "sweet
sounds of love".

"God!" he moaned.  "Did I sound like that too?"

"Don't worry about it," I told him, hand on his shoulder.  "It's just one
of the less romantic results of making love.  As I told Jareth, if you two
are OK with it, I'd like you two to sit on the bed with us, and we'll talk
to you the same as we did for your brothers, and well try to answer any
questions.  Within reason, of course."


Just then, the toilet flushed and we could hear the water running in the
sink, indicating that Jareth was done.  Just as the door opened, Ronni
streaked by.  I hadn't even noticed him getting off the bed.  My boy had no
sense of modesty, as he proceeded to reprise the previous "symphonies"
without even bothering to close the door.  Either he was in too much of a
hurry, or just plain didn't care, realizing that we were all in the same
condition.  I led the other two back to the bed and got them situated,
heading back to the cr, hoping Ronni wouldn't be too much longer, as I also
had to "make a deposit".  That boy shot quite a hefty load into me, and
what hadn't already started to leak out onto the top of my thighs was in a
hurry to come out.  I reached the door just as the toilet flushed, and not
waiting for him to finish washing up, made my way in a spritely two-step to
the toilet, just getting seated when I also exploded in a cacophony of
sounds.  Ronni was giggling, as he finished washing up, and he paused at
the door and winked at me before exiting.  I quickly finished, astounded at
the volume of cum that shot out of me, flushed, did my washing up and
joined the others, already settled on the bed.  I thought of getting under
the covers with Ronni leaning on me between my legs, but then figured, the
hell with it.  We've already seen each other in all our glory.  Besides,
with three hot teen boys sitting naked on my bed, who am I to deny myself a
little eye candy!  And I'm sure they're just as voyeuristic as me.  I got
propped up on one side of the bed with Ronni against my chest while Jareth
settled down with Dhomz against him.  OK.  Time for Sex Ed. 101, Redux.

Both Jareth and I had our arms around our lovers, and it seemed as though
nobody was feeling uncomfortable being naked.  Of course, Jareth and I had
our "human shields" but Ronni and Dhomz had it all hanging out, so to
speak, as I gave them basically the same talk I had with their brothers.
The only occasional interruptions were for clarification, due mainly to the
surprisingly small language barrier.  These boys had a very good grasp of
English, and I made a mental promise to at least become somewhat proficient
in their language.  During the talk, my hand would sometimes caress Ronni's
chest, abdomen and face in a comforting - not sexual - way.  Consciously
and unconsciously, I was reassuring myself that this all was real - the
this beautiful young man in my arms was really there and as deeply in love
with me as I was with him.  I noticed Jareth doing the same with Dhomz, and
both our boys seemed to melt into us in quiet contentment, emitting soft
sighs from time to time.  Finally, it was time for the Q and A session, and
I noticed Jareth tighten his embrace around Dhomz and squirm a bit, his
face taking on the beginnings of a red glow.

"Umm...I...umm,we..."he stammered.  "God!  This is so embarrassing."

"Jareth," I said, as soothingly as I could, "I've told all of you that you
can ask me anything and that I will answer as best as I can.  Yeah, talking
about sex when it has something to do with you is really embarrassing, but
you are in the safest place to ask anything.  Look at us now.  There are
four naked guys sitting together on the bed, and all four have just had
some pretty amazing sex.  You and Dhomz have felt pretty comfortable so
far, so there can't really be anything that should be too embarrassing to
talk about, so go ahead.  Ask away!  I think you're old enough and mature
enough to handle it."

"You are right," he sighed.  "I have already told you the most embarrassing
part about shooting my sperm, without touching myself, just from the sounds
you and Ronni were making.  I just cannot imagine the level of sex you were
having if it caused me to do that just from hearing you.  Umm...What do you
do that makes it so hot just to hear?"

"I would like to tell you that it's because Ronni and I have a stronger
connection than most couples," I said.  "You all said that you saw a glow
surrounding us earlier, and maybe that's a sign that there really IS
something unique about us.  I've come to firmly believe that what Ronni and
I have between us really is unique.  There is a connection between our
hearts, minds and souls that I haven't really ever seen in any other
relationship.  When we make love, we become one being instead of two
individuals.  And this deep connection carries over into our everyday lives
as well, to a slightly lesser degree.  You saw that in how Ronni was
feeling about my leaving.  When I realized just how strongly his emotions
really were, I knew that when he said he wouldn't survive without me, he
wasn't just being an emotional teen.  He really meant it.  It was then that
I realized I felt exactly the same.  That's why I suddenly changed my
plans.  I can no more live without him than he can without me, even if it
was just for a few weeks.  Ronni expressed it very well when he said that I
was the air that he breathes and the beat of his heart.  He is the same for
me."  I could tell that emotions were running extremely high after saying
all that.  Dhomz and Jareth were wrapped tightly in each others arms, their
eyes moist with emotions.  Ronni had tightened my grip around his chest
with his own arms.

"Does this mean we will not have that same connection?" asked Dhomz, in a
small voice.

"Not at all," I said, as I reached over and stroked first Dhomz' hair, then
Jareth's.  "True love is the most incredibly wonderful gift that God has
blessed us with, and what I've seen so far between you two, that's the love
you have between you.  And sex is a way to physically express that love to
one another.  Let me ask you two a question now.  What did each of you feel
when you were making love earlier, and I'm not just talking about the
physical pleasure?  What did you feel inside, in your hearts and minds?"

"Well, for me," Jareth replied, "I felt the closest I ever had with him.  I
wanted to give him the very best pleasure I could, to show him how much I
love him."  This got him a very nice kiss from his boyfriend.

"Me, too," affirmed Dhomz, once they had gotten settled again.  "When he
was making love to me, and when I was making love to him, it was like he
was a part of me, and I was a part of him."

"Then you are no different than Ronni and me," I said.  "That's exactly
what I was talking about."

"Yeah, but we heard you guys go three times!" exclaimed Dhomz.  "We only
did it two times.  And you were so loud we knew it was very good - better
than ours."  Ronni was squirming a bit in embarrassment, but was also
chuckling.

"I think number three for you is not too far away," he chortled, as I
noticed what he was talking about.  Jareth was slowly stroking Dhomz' cock,
which was at full mast and already leaking.  I don't think either of them
had been aware of it until Ronni mentioned it, and both boys gasped in
embarrassment, Jareth quickly removing his hand.

"I am so sorry," he gasped.  "I did not realize I was doing that."

"That's OK," I said.  "You were just following up on what we talked about -
pleasing your partner."  By this time, Dhomz had his face buried in
Jareth's shoulder, as Jareth slowly and soothingly stroked his back.  "Do
you have any more questions, or are you ready to go to bed for number
three?" I said with a wink.  They both blushed prettily.

"I think we will go to bed," Jareth said.  "But I do have one more
question.  I have been trying to find the right words to ask.  Umm...Your
love noises were very loud, and we were kind of quiet.  Does that mean that
you do things better than we do?  And you were able to have three times of
sex in a row, and we only have two.  Well, I guess three for me when I shot
when I heard you.  Are we not doing things right?"

"Actually, three for me, too," said Dhomz, shyly.  "I was...ummm...still
inside you, and I shot, too."

"See?  Just a slightly different way of getting off.  From what you said,
though, you both really enjoyed what you did and felt that connection I was
talking about," I said.  "Maybe two is your magic number, although having
that spontaneous cum after two rounds of love making, maybe it's more than
two.  You'll discover as you go along what is right for you.  Making love
is not a marathon to see who can cum or make his partner cum as many times
as possible.  There may be times when just once is totally satisfying, and
there may be other times when you're ready to go all night long.  Everybody
is different and unique, including their sex drive.  For some, once is
enough.  For others, they can enjoy a night of multiple orgasms.  For some,
maybe even just once or twice a week, although I kinda feel sorry for them.
(Everyone chuckled.)  For the two of you, it looks like two in one session
of love making is a good number, and it looks like with a little rest,
you're both ready for number three.  Ronni and I both happen to have fairly
high sex drives and can manage quite a few before we're both satisfied,
although there have been times when we were both very satisfied with one.
And how loud or quiet you are has nothing to do with how you're performing
or how much you love your partner.  As I said: Everyone is different.  Some
make hardly any sound when they have sex.  Others may grunt and moan
quietly.  Then there are those we call "screamers".  That's my boy, here."
I gave him a hug and kiss on the cheek as he giggled.

"You can say that again!" exclaimed Dhomz, quickly clapping his hand over
his mouth.  "I'm so sorry.  I should not have said that."

"That's OK," said Ronni, laughing and joining the fray for the first time.
"I love Phil so very much, and when we are making love, I just can't keep
my feelings quiet.  We are in our own home, and we should be able to shout
our love, if we want, although I'm glad we have no neighbors near.  Only
you and your brothers have ever heard us, and you are all my very best
friends.  I may be a little embarrassed, but I am not ashamed or
uncomfortable with you knowing just how much I love Phil."

It was decided that we'd pretty much covered everything for now, but I
reminded the boys they could come to us anytime they had questions or
concerns.  With that, everyone got off the bed and into a four-way hug.
With kisses for everyone, our young guests made a detour through the cr,
leaving the door open, where we could hear the splashing sounds of a"sword
fight", punctuated by giggles.  They emerged, and, with a final round of
"good nights", went into the salla, shutting the door behind them.  Ronni
and I took our turn in the cr and had our own "sword fight", before getting
settled in bed, his left leg lying over mine, his knee gently pressed
against my balls and his arm thrown over my chest.

"Thank you, Phil," he said.  "It's great that you will talk so honestly and
openly with them.  We hear such crap and lies at school and in the
neighborhood - even on TV - , that it is good they have someone they can
get honest answers from.  I don't really know if they would survive as a
couple if they didn't have you to talk to.  And because of you, I think
they are going to be a couple all of their lives.  I can sense a bond
between them that has grown stronger since being with us.  I'm not so sure
about Paulo and Mario, though.  Right now, I think their love is more based
on friendship and sex than anything else.  Maybe it will grow into real
romantic love, but for now, I think maybe they're just horny teenagers who
happen to be best friends.  But I know you will be there to help them, and
I will, too.  But Dhomz and Jareth have a real love for each other.  They
were meant to be together.  I can tell.  Maybe it's part of the powers I
got from Lola, but I feel very good about them together for a very long
time, just like you and me."

"I hope you're right about them, Love" I said, kissing his head.  "And
we'll just have to wait and see about the other two and be there for them
when they need us.  How are you feeling now?  Sleep or some more loving?"
His hips were gently thrusting his hard cock against my thigh.

"I think, sleep," he said, yawning.  "If you were going to go away, I would
never let you out of the bed until they had to drag me away from you so you
could get to the plane.  But since we won't be apart, I'm very happy with
what we already did tonight and to just hold you.  We now have a life-time
for loving."

"That's good with me, too," I replied.  "We've had a pretty long and
emotional day.  And we'll be busy tomorrow, too.  Good night, my Filipino
Love."  He tilted his head, and our lips met in a soft, loving kiss.  As I
reached to turn out the bed-side lamp, we both heard Jareth moan through
the closed door, "Oh!  Oh!  Dhomz!  Yes!  I love you!"  With a quiet
chuckle, Ronni and I settled down to sleep.


***This is the end of Part One.  I had originally planned the ending with
Phil's departure and Ronni's melt-down, but I just couldn't do it.  I've
grown to really love these characters and consider them family.  Unlike
Part One, where it was mostly all Phil's perspective, Part Two will have
many different points of view, focusing mainly on the Filipino characters,
and instead of partially dealing with how Phil and Ronni survive being
apart, will now focus on their togetherness when it's their turn to "talk".
It will still cover the same time period I'd planned, though (about 2
months), and I hope you'll find it as enjoyable as Part One.  So while
you're waiting with bated breath for the next installment, I hope you'll
check out my other stories, "Anna and Asher" and "Discovering Jayson", also
under "Adult/Youth", although "Anna and Asher" really should be in the
"Bisexual" section, as you'll soon discover.  Until then, stay well, be
happy, and don't wear "it" out!!***