Date: Sat, 29 Dec 2012 01:03:44 -0800 (PST) From: John Michaels Subject: FILIPINO LOVE - chapter 35 FILIPINO LOVE BY JM Email: mmanlookin@yahoo.com Disclaimers: see chapter one A gentle reminder: This story is my intellectual property and must not be reproduced in any form without my express permission. Thanks for your cooperation. This and all subsequent chapters are dedicated to my own Filipino Love! CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE Once back inside, I set Ronni down with a peck on his luscious lips and turned to the others. "What would you guys like to do now," I asked. "It's still early, so would you like to watch some TV and have a snack? Or we could do whatever you guys decide." Mario looked at Paulo, then Ronni. Once again, that silent communication seemed to be at work here. They really must have all been on the same wavelength as they all gave a slight nod of the head. "Could we go swimming?" asked Paulo. "I know I am still full from dinner, and I think they are too." The others nodded their agreement. "Maybe we can have snack later, but we'd like to go swim for a while." "That sounds like a pretty good idea," I agreed. "Why don't you guys get into your suits first, then Ronni and I will go get changed." "Um...er," Ronni stammered, a deep blush spreading rapidly over his handsome face. "C..can we maybe swim without our suits?" The other two were blushing furiously also but were also nodding their heads in agreement. "It will be dark, so no one will see us." I looked out the kitchen window, and sure enough. In the short time it had taken us to see Jareth and Dhomz on their way and get back to the house, night had indeed fallen. In my brief time here, I'd noticed that it went from day to night fairly quickly in this part of the world. "Is this something you all want?" I asked the others. "You don't have to do this if you feel uncomfortable being naked." "This is something we have done before," offered Paulo. "Even Jareth and Dhomz too, sometimes." "Ok," I said, "but to be on the safe side, we all should wrap our towels around us til we get to the water, just in case there's anyone else around." With this, all three broke out in big grins, and high fives were passed around. "Why don't you two use the cr to change, and Ronni and I will use the bedroom. I'll get the towels for you." This said, we all trooped back to the bedroom, where I got out four towels, handing two to Mario and Paulo, who promptly went into the cr and shut the door. Ronni was quick to strip off his clothes and I couldn't help but gasp. He was so gorgeous, his developing teen body a true work of art. I could never get enough of seeing him like this. When he noticed my reaction, he got an evil little grin on his face and reached down and grabbed his perfect cock, which was already on the rise. My own cock went totally hard in less than two seconds and my heart jumped. As he slowly stroked to full hardness, he walked toward me slowly. "Like what you see?" he asked, with a wink. "Like?" I replied. "No. I love what I see!!" With that, he quickly closed the distance between us and, wrapping his arms tightly around me, began to kiss me hungrily, his tongue practically raping my mouth. Not to be outdone, I responded in kind, and he was soon moaning into my mouth, his right hand dropping down to grab and stroke my achingly hard cock. The electrifying shock that ran through my groin at his touch almost caused me to cream in my pants, and with great reluctance, I broke the kiss and stepped back before I reached the rapidly-approaching point of no return. Ronni got a slightly puzzled expression on his face but suddenly realized my predicament. "I guess I do to you the same thing you do to me anytime I'm near you," he said, seductively licking his lips. "God, yes!!" I exclaimed, hugging him again, albeit with a bit more reserve. "I can never get enough of you. I love you so much, Ronni, that my body tingles and my heart beats faster whenever I see you, even if it's been only a few minutes since the last time. And when I see you like you are now, all I want to do is make love to you and never let you out of my arms." "That's just how I feel about you, too," he replied softly. "I love you so much, Phil. I only feel complete when I'm with you." At that moment, our little love fest was interrupted by the sound of the cr door opening, followed almost immediately by giggling. It took me a moment to realize that our two young guests weren't laughing at our PDA, but were, instead, giggling because Ronni was naked and essentially mooning them. He must have realized this also, since he wiggled his butt at them, causing more giggles, this time from all three boys. Ronni gave me a quick kiss and bent to grab his towel, wrapping it around himself, bringing down the curtain on the show, with sounds of mock disappointment from the other two. I was the only one not ready, so, turning my back to the trio, I proceeded to strip until I, too, was naked. When my bare butt came into view, there were immediate whistles, catcalls and applause from my audience. Wrapping my towel around my waist, I turned and gave a theatrical bow, much to the delight of the teens. Laughing, we headed out to the beach. It was a beautiful evening, and by now, it was dark enough that we didn't have to worry about being seen in the all-together. Before heading out, I'd had a fleeting concern about mosquitoes, but there was just enough of a breeze to keep them at bay. As we approached the water, the boys all dropped their towels and ran into the surf, laughing and shoving each other, as boys that age are wont to do. It did my heart good seeing Ronni interacting with his friends like that. My biggest concern for him has always been that he's moving to fast into adulthood, mainly because of our committed relationship, but to see him playing like this helped to ease that concern. I would have to be ever mindful of his age, in spite of our relationship. While I wanted...and needed...him to be fully involved in everything I did, I'd have to make certain that he always had times like this to just be a boy. I didn't want him to have any regrets when childhood ended and full adulthood took over. He also needed to always have close friends like Mario and Paulo in his life. It wouldn't be a healthy relationship between us if we were each other's only focus. And, although I wasn't sure just how yet, I was determined that Mario and Paulo would always be included in his life, whether simply as friends or possibly working with us in our business ventures. I must have been standing there in thought for too long, because the next thing I knew, Ronni had run back to me, snatched my towel from me, and with a quick grope to my crotch, grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the water. Paulo and Mario were already splashing about, trying to dunk each other and having a grand time. Ronni and I were soon next to them, and the next thing I knew, I had all three of them trying to dunk me. What a thrill to the libido that was!!! Three nubile young teen boys, pushing and shoving against me, their taut young bodies rubbing against mine, hands innocently...or not?...grabbing anything and everything. I felt more than one hand touching my cock, and I know for a fact that at least a few times, it wasn't Ronni. He was several feet away at the time catching his breath in preparation for another assault. With a final joint effort, the boys finally managed to get me under, and I surfaced to much hooting and cheering over their victory. Ronni swam up to me, and wrapping himself around me, kissed me and asked if I'd toss them in a round of "Splash Down" that I was beginning to regret having done that first time. The other two were eager also, so, starting with Ronni, I began throwing them into the water. They were all laughing and cheering and having a great time, and so was I. I really like Ronni's friends, and to be able to do something that made them happy was a great feeling. And speaking of feeling, about the third round, I began to notice that all the boys were beginning to sprout major wood. I was trying my best to keep everything as non-sexual as possible, but when a hormonally-charged teen boy has his naked butt in someone else's hands, and the carry-though to tossing them was almost like a caress to their butt, then the results are inevitable. I should have realized this at the beginning, but it was too late now. Fortunately, my arms finally gave out just about the time that Mario's raging, young hardon slapped me in the chin on the final toss, and I realized that it was a good time to quit before things got out of hand. I didn't want either Paulo or Mario to get any ideas that could really complicate things, especially their friendship with Ronni. He was the only one that I was attracted to, and although I could certainly enjoy seeing the charms of the other two, it was only Ronni that I ever responded to sexually. I stayed completely flaccid all throughout the game despite the rampant boners literally in my face. The only times I even got a twinge down south was whenever it was Ronni I was holding. The boys reluctantly but graciously accepted the end to the game, and Mario and Paulo swam off a short distance and stood in the chest-deep water, holding each other close. I lay back and was gently floating on the soft tide when Ronni glided on top of me, pressing his groin into mine. His cock was still hard as steel, and he began to gently undulate his hips bringing me to an instant erection. I stood up, keeping him in place, and his legs quickly wrapped around my waist, pulling our crotches closer together. Our lips came together, tongues, at first, gently caressing and increasing in intensity until we were both almost devouring each other in our heat. Our hips ground against each other, our hard cocks mashed together, rubbing us both to an earth-shattering climax as our moans echoed across the water. I have no idea if Mario and Paulo heard or witnessed what was going on between Ronni and me. At this very moment in time there was just the two of us, totally caught up in our own cocoon of love and lust. I finally broke our lip-lock and my eyes burned into his, also overflowing with passion and love, both of us panting in unbelievable heat. "My love," I managed to gasp, "I need to make love with you so much, but I don't want it to be here. Let's go home and go to bed. I want to make love to you all night!" "God, yes!" he gasped back. "Please!! Let's go now! I need you so much!" "Boys," I called out to the others, "we're going to the house now. You can stay if you want, but be sure to lock the door when you come in." "We will go now also," said Mario. With that, we all went to shore, grabbed our towels and walked naked to the house, all of us sporting ultra-hard cocks and not caring who saw. It looks like everyone had just one thing on his mind: to be alone with his lover and let nature take its course. When we got into the house, I locked up and told Mario and Paulo to hop in the shower to wash off the salt water and sand while Ronni and I got their bed together. They headed off to the cr, and I reluctantly put Ronni down. His lips had been attached at my collar bone, and I'm positive I'll be sporting a new hickey. I had Ronni grab a set a fresh sheets from the cupboard in the bedroom while I pulled out the sofa into a bed. When he came back, still with his super-hard cock pressed against his abdomen, we quickly got the bed made up and headed to the bedroom to await our turn in the shower. We didn't have to wait long, and as soon as I was sure the boys were settled on the sofa bed for the night, I shut off the lights, closing the bedroom door behind me. Ronni was immediately in my arms, kissing and licking my nipples, his hardon thrusting against my thigh, leaving a trail of pre-cum, which grew bigger with each thrust, his young cock literally pouring out the stuff. Pulling away, I took his hand and we went into the shower, quickly rinsing off the salt water and sand and making sure we were both thoroughly clean, front and back. We quickly dried off, then, picking him up like a bride, I carried him to the bedroom, turning off the ceiling lights and turning on the bedside lamp before placing him gently on the bed. I stood up and just gazed at his beauty in the soft light. He was slowly stroking his cock, the ample pre-cum making a slurping sound as his hand went up and down, coating the entire shaft with a layer of lubrication. His other hand was caressing his left nipple, teasing it into a hardened nub while his tongue moved softly and wetly over his lips. Lying before me was the most erotically beautiful picture I had ever seen or could ever imagine, and the most miraculously wonderful thing, was that he loved ME!! All this before me was for my pleasure and mine only. He was telling me without words that he belonged to no one but me, and I could do anything I wanted with him because he loves me totally and unconditionally. My cock was throbbing so hard it hurt, and I was so close to cumming, I had to squeeze the head to stop the sensations. Taking a deep, shuddering breath, I gently lay over him, my weight supported by my elbows, our eyes never once losing contact. I slowly lowered my head, eyes still locked on his, until our lips brushed together. I wanted this to last as long as possible for both of us, so at first, I simply placed soft, butterfly kisses on his succulent lips, gradually increasing until we were tongue deep within each other's mouth, our groins rubbing gently and sensuously together as our heart rates, breathing and passions increased. My lips then sought out his tender neck, where I lavished all the love in me, as I kissed and lick my way all around his neck, pausing briefly to gently suck on his developing Adam's apple. This elicited a deep groan from him, as he arched his neck, trying to increase the contact of my lips. I made a mental note to remember this for future use, as it was an obvious hot spot for him. From there, I kissed and licked my way across his shoulders, gradually working my way down until I had captured his slightly puffy right nipple between my lips, giving it a thorough tongue bath and gently nipping the hardened nub with my teeth, which brought forth a gasp and groan from deep within his chest. I kissed and licked my way across his chest and proceeded to give equal time to his other nipple until it was equally as erect as its twin before continuing my love journey south, pausing only at his innie, probing it with my tongue and gently sucking it. By this time, his hips were undulating uncontrollably, and I knew if I wanted this session of lovemaking to end as I hoped, I'd better move on. Scooting lower between his widespread and muscular young legs, I licked his ball sack before taking it all in my mouth and tonguing the tender young orbs within. Releasing them and giving his throbbing teen cock a swipe of the tongue and collecting the accumulated pre-cum, I asked him to roll onto his stomach. Without a complaint, he complied, and I was soon feasting on his delicious adolescent ass, kissing, licking and lightly biting each cheek before heading for the main course. Starting from his perineum just below his balls, I flattened my tongue a slowly ran it up through his crack to the base of his spine, putting a little extra pressure as I passed over his twitching anus. I repeated this several times before concentrating on his tender hole. He was so turned on that he was already slightly dilated, and the soft pink of his inner sanctum was already visible and pulsing with need. Licking around the hole a few times, I then pointed my tongue and gently started to stab at his anus, gradually getting more and more of my tongue inside as the muscle relaxed until I had my tongue extended inside him as far as it could go. I then slowly ran my tongue in and out, curling the tip for maximum contact on each withdrawal before shoving it back in again. Ronni's hips were thrusting back, aiding in the fucking sensation, his moans and groans testimony to the intense sexual pleasure ripping through his young body. I soon add a finger to my tongue, loosening him up for what we both were so desperately wanting. Removing my tongue, I replace it with a second finger as I continued to loosen him up. On about every other pass, I made sure to brush his prostate, which would elicit almost a yelp from him and caused him to push back harder on the invading digits to increase the pleasurable feelings centered deep inside him. Scissoring my fingers, I continued to stretch him a bit more before it reached the point that neither one of us could wait any longer. Telling him to roll onto his back, I reached for the lube for the final prep. Remembering our earlier times like this, Ronni had grabbed a pillow and placed it under his hips, bringing his quivering hole to just the right height for my cock. Squirting a generous dollop of lube directly on his hole, he jumped from the sudden coolness, but quickly relaxed, bringing his knees up to his chest. Using two fingers, I pushed the lube into him, and my fingers glided in effortlessly with no signs of discomfort from him. Once I was sure he was properly lubed, I stroked some onto my distended and dripping cock and got between his coltish legs, lining the head with his wildly pulsing hole. Looking into his eyes to be able to discern any discomfort, I pushed forward. There was a slight resistance at first, then the head of my cock popped in and was immediately surrounded by his tight heat. I paused to let him get used to the invasion, but he was more than ready. He pushed his hips against me, and his hungry hole swallowed about half my length. I was afraid it was too much for him and was surprised when I saw the look of sheer joy and lust on his face. "Oh, God, yes!!" he gasped. "Please, my Phil, put it all the way in. You feel so good...so good. I really needed this. I really need you: my man, my love. Love me, Phil. Love me with your wonderful cock. Put your seed deep in me! Make me yours, my Love, my Phil. I love you so much!" Who am I to refuse such a heartfelt request from the one who owns me, body, heart and soul...the one I love more than life itself. With a final push, I felt my pubic hair crushed against his thickened perineum. The feeling of his hot tight young rectum pulsating around my throbbing cock was the most intensely pleasurable feeling I've ever had. I leaned down and kissed him with my cock fully embedded, and as if on autopilot, both our hips started moving in synch, my cock tightly held by his internal muscles as it moved in and out, in and out, withdrawing until just the head was gripped by his sphincter before plunging back into his hot, dark depths. I could feel that I was brushing his prostate on each stroke, and this was confirmed by his grunts of pleasure. His legs were now wrapped tightly around my waist, and this gave him the added leverage to meet me thrust for thrust. From a slow, languid beginning, our hips ratcheted up speed as our passion mounted exponentially. Our breathing soon became so labored that we had to break our kiss and gasp for air. I laid my head beside his and kissed and licked his neck, and his arms and legs wrapped tighter around me. Between his moans and groans, he kept calling my name and telling me how much he loved me...how much he loved my cock inside him...how much he felt loved by me. But all good things must come to an end eventually. I have no idea of how much time we were locked together in our dance of love, but I could feel my orgasm coming on. It seemed to start at my toes and ripped through my body all the way to my head before slamming into my groin with an intensity I'd never felt before. Pushing myself up a bit to get more leverage to try to get as much of my cock as deeply into him as I could, I hollered out, "I'm cumming, Ronni. I'm cumming, Love." "Me too, Phil, oh God!! OH GOD!!" he gasped, each louder than the last as he thrust his hips as tightly as he could against mine and let out a scream just as his cock erupted. I had never seen anything like this before. Instead of his cock pulsing out jets of cum, this was simply one long stream of cum that literally tore out of him. The force of it sent it past his head and gradually diminished, leaving a broad streak of cum from his hairline to his navel. All the while he was emitting scream after scream which diminished proportionately with the cum stream, his head thrashing side to side, his hips still pushed tightly against mine. The odd thing is that while his cock wasn't pulsing, his insides sure as hell were. The walls of his rectum and his sphincter were gripping and massaging my cock fiercely, and I also went into full-blown orgasm about the second time that happened. I came so hard I thought my cum would shoot out of his mouth. This was by far the most intensely pleasurable orgasm I'd ever had, and I shot more times than I could count. I lost track after eight simply because my mind was on sensory overload and couldn't handle multi-tasking at the moment. My entire being was wrapped up in that orgasm and with what was happening with Ronni. It must have been one hell of a load, though, because it was leaking out around my cock before I was even finished cumming. I looked down ay me teen lover, hoping he was ok and was greeted by a big dopey grin plastered across his cum-streaked face. "Holy shit!!" he exclaimed. "That was wild! When can we do that again?" "Not for a while," I said, chuckling while still trying to catch my breath. "It's going to take me a while to recover from that one!" I leaned down and began licking the cum from his face before kissing him and passing some of his cum into his mouth. He sucked on my tongue like a cock, trying to get it all. At that moment we both heard a noise by the door, and there stood Mario and Paulo, their mouths hanging open and both with raging hardons, the ends glistening with pre-cum. While neither one was as endowed as Ronni, they both sported about four slender yet respectable inches of hard teen meat. "Oops! Busted," giggled Ronni, clearly not upset by the visitors' gallery. I figured if he's ok with it, then I shouldn't make a big deal of it either. After all, they knew that Ronni and I had sex, and I'm sure they would be soon if they weren't already. "Come here, boys," I said with a chuckle. "We're not upset." "Yeah," affirmed Ronni. "We won't bite...unless you want us to." Mario and Paulo looked thoroughly embarrassed at being caught. They reluctantly took a few tentative steps toward us. "We're sorry," said Mario, his head bent, his cheeks flaming with embarrassment. " We did not mean to spy." "Yeah," said Paulo, equally red in the face. "We hear Ronni scream and wanted to see if he is ok. We did not know that is part of having sex." Both Ronni and I giggled at that. Needless to say, by this time, my cock had gone soft and our giggling had caused it to slip out of Ronni's still quivering anus. Reaching over the side of the bed, I retrieved one of the bath towels and proceeded to clean the cum from my young lover, making sure to get the leakage from around his butt and as much as I could from what had found it's way onto the bed cover. Cleaning off my cock and groin area, I threw the towel on the floor and grabbed the other one, having Ronni lift his hips so I could place it under him to catch any further leaks. I knew he'd be beating feet to the cr shortly to make a deposit of my recent deposit, but for now, this would do. Swinging around so I was sitting against the headboard beside Ronni, I held my hands out toward the two teens. "Come here, boys," I said gently. I can only imagine what they must be feeling right now, and I had to be as gentle with them as possible. They were just beginning to explore their gay side, and I didn't want to have anything traumatic to interfere with their budding relationship. "Please sit here on the bed with us. Ronni and I want to talk to you." This got a raised eyebrow from my young spouse, but slowly, a grin spread across his face as he realized the implications of having the both of us help his two friends. This was yet another time when we faced a situation as a couple, and that he was my equal. The boys shyly approached and sat beside each other on the side of the bed, Mario sort of behind Paulo in my line of vision. "Are you both comfortable like that?" I asked. They both nodded. "First, I want to apologize to you two." This got a very surprised reaction from them and Ronni, I noticed out of the corner of my eye. I'm sure he was wondering where I was going with this. "Ronni and I should not have done what we did with the two of you here as our guests," I said. "There are many ways to please your lover, and, unfortunately, what you saw us doing can be the loudest because the feelings from it can be very strong, probably the strongest when you have sex. That's what happened to Ronni when you heard him scream. That was a scream of pleasure, not pain. We were both so caught up in our feelings that we both forgot you were here. We apologize. It wasn't fair to you to have to listen to that." "Oo. Yes," said Ronni, even though he was blushing furiously since he was the source of the noise. "When Phil loves me like that, all I know is my love for him and his love for me and these feelings that get stronger and stronger. I didn't even know it was me screaming, and the feelings were so strong, I really didn't care who was screaming. When I was waiting for my dream man, I did a lot of reading on the Internet about gay love. I read that when people have sex, or make love, which is what Phil and I do...it is not just sex...there are some who make no noise when they cum, there are some who make some noise, and there are some who really scream. I guess you can say I'm a screamer." Ronni started laughing, and soon all of us had joined in. When things settled down, I continued. "What you saw between Ronni and me is a very personal and private thing that should only be done in your own home, or someplace that is totally private. We're not upset with either one of you. You were concerned about your friend and you came to see if he was ok." "VERY ok," Ronni interjected with a toothy grin. This got the other two giggling. "But what Ronni and I did was not ok, because you two are here as our guests and should not have to listen to the noises we make in the bedroom. The other thing that bothers me is that what you saw Ronni and I doing is probably the most personal form of love between two gay guys. You two are just beginning to learn about gay love, and I don't want either of you to think that what you saw is what you have to do to show your love for each other. There are many gay men who never do that sort of thing. They either just plain don't like it or feel that it's not necessary to do that to be able to show someone how much you love them. Because everything is still so new for you two, I want you both to take your time and really get to know each other and let your love grow that way. Don't just start having sex together because you think it's what two gay guys have to do to show love. That's just not true. Making love is not just an act of sex. It can be just holding hands in a quiet moment alone, looking at each other with love across a room, watching a movie together side by side, or simply looking into each other's eyes and saying, "I love you". It's things like those that will help build a strong bond between you. Too many possible relationships that could have been great were ruined because it was all based on just sex. We like you guys too much to see that happen to you. Both Ronni and I can see how much you really care for each other. The very best relationship is one that is based on friendship. Your lover should become your very best friend before he becomes your lover. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?" I hoped I didn't turn them comatose with that little speech. Mario and Paulo looked at each other, leaned in and kissed before turning to Ronni and me. "Thank you, Phil," said Paulo. "What you tell us is how we feel too, but we hear so much at school about having sex and how you have to have sex to be a man. Mario and me don't want to be men yet. We like being boys. We will be men soon. We do not need to hurry. Also, we are friends a long time. I cannot think of a time we not know each other. I also have other friends I know for a long time, but I like Mario much more than any others. When we are together, I feel so good...so happy inside. When we are not together, I feel sad and empty. I don't feel like this for any other friends, just him. Not even Mama, Papa or Dhomz do I feel as empty if they are not near. I love them, but I love Mario more. I only feel all good when he is with me. I want to be with him always." As he was saying this, the tears were streaming down poor Mario's face, and by the end, he was openly sobbing. "I want to be with you always too," he cried, throwing his arms around Paulo. "I feel alone when I am not with you, even if I am with others. If you are not there, I want you to be there so much. And when you are with me, I feel so good inside. I hear people talk and see things on TV. They say what real love is and how it makes you feel inside. Everything they say, I feel for you inside. You are my very best friend, and I know I love you and want to be with you always." The two boys embraced, giving each other a kiss on the cheek. "You are also my best friend, and I know I love you too," said Paulo. Then, after a brief pause, he added, "And I still want to have sex with you." This cracked everyone up and relieved the tensions. "I know just how you two feel," said Ronni, with a serious expression. "I have known both of you since forever, it seems. You have always been very good friends, closer than any others I have until I met Phil. He is my closest and best friend, but you two will always be the friends my age I am closest too, and not just cuz we are all gay. That is only a small part of who you are, just like Lola Sanie said. I love you like my brothers and hope we will always be good friends." This got the boys into a group hug, and I soon found myself being pulled into it by several pairs of hands. It was a really close and loving moment, and despite the fact that it involved a gay man and three very good-looking gay teens, nobody got an erection out of the close physical contact. There was nothing sexual about it, simply four guys showing their love and support for one another. The moment was broken when there was an ominous rumble from Ronni's stomach. His eyes flew open and he was off to the cr like a flash. There was hardly enough time to admire his cute ass before he disappeared through the door, followed very quickly by the sounds of his bowels emptying my very generous load along with a lot of air. Paulo and Mario looked at each other, then at me, and started giggling uncontrollably. "Don't laugh, you two," I said, as I poked them in the ribs. "That might be one of you some day. It's one of the not-so-pleasant side-effects of doing what Ronni and were doing. When he gets back, I think it's time we talk to you about sex. You may have had some sort of sex education class in school or had a talk with your parents – most likely your father. But all that information was for boy/girl sex. I'm sure there was nothing about boy/boy sex. I want you two to understand it instead of trying things that you're not doing right and hurting your partner. I want both of you to feel comfortable to come to me or Ronni for any questions you have about being a gay couple. Ok?" They both nodded. During that time, the sounds emanating from the cr had died down, and we soon heard the flush followed by the shower going on then off a few minutes later. Ronni came back to the bed looking much relieved, and I removed the towel used for leakage and tossed it on the floor with the other one as he got himself comfortable between my legs and leaned back onto my chest. We exchanged a quick kiss, then turned our attention back on the other two. "I'm sorry I was so noisy in there," Ronni said with a chuckle. "I should have shut the door, but there was no time for that. But now you know what you have to look forward to some day." He winked at the two and laughed. What a remarkable young man he is that he can now laugh at himself!! Only a week ago he was so shy about things like that, but he now realizes it's all part of gay sex, and if you're with those you love, it's no big deal, especially if they're gay too. I gently rubbed his chest and kissed the side of his head, then turned back to Paulo and Mario. "There are just two things I need to say before we get into our sex talk," I said to them. "First and most important, this house is a safe place for you. You can always be yourselves here and not worry about what Ronni or I will say. Anything you say or do while you're here will stay here. No one else will ever know. And that's the second important thing. You must never tell anyone else what goes on here or what we talk about if it has to do with gay sex. The main reason is because I could get in a lot of trouble if people knew what we did or talked about here. I'm an adult and you are all under the age of consent. In other words, I'm the adult and you are still children in the eyes of the law. Do you understand what I'm saying?" "Oo, we understand," said Mario with Paulo nodding his head in agreement. "We all know about the law says that there can be no sex with adults and kids. We would never say or do anything to get you in trouble. You are a good friend to us and are trying to help us be together. We respect you and will always keep from others what we do or say when we are with you even outside this house, unless you say it is ok to say to others." "That's exactly right," I said, giving him a pat on the knee. "Ronni and I want to help you both anyway we can to have a strong, loving relationship. And we'll there with you when you talk to your parents too. You aren't alone in this." Just about then, Paulo's stomach rumbled, and he giggled embarrassedly. "Sorry," he said, "but it has a mind of it's own." "How about we all go out to the kitchen for a snack?" I asked. "I think I saw a pack of cookies with all our names on it, and I'm sure there's some ice cream left. We can keep talking while we snack." There was immediate assent from the three, and we all trooped out to the kitchen bare-assed with nobody giving it a second thought and without a single hard cock in sight. We were all very comfortable around each other and there was a strong sense of camaraderie among us that hadn't been present until just now. Ronni insisted our young friends sit at the counter while he and I got the snacks together. We were soon all seated, eating and talking, the jokes flying among the three boys. I was thoroughly enjoying our time together and decided to wait on any discussions of sex until after we were done eating. Having taught teenagers for a number of years, I was well aware that the boys in particular could get more than a bit silly when talking about sex, and I didn't want any foods snorted or spewed across the countertop when they got laughing, which I knew from experience they probably would. We finally finished up and took our dishes to the sink, where I simply rinsed them out and left them to be added to the breakfast dishes in the morning. We all then went back to the bedroom and got settled on the bed. Ronni took his usual spot between my legs, resting his back on my chest and pulled my arms around him. Paulo and Mario saw this, and they were soon in a similar position, with Paulo being the hugger and Mario being the huggee. I gently stroked Ronni's chest, and Paulo was softly caressing Mario's arms. Time to get down to business. Here's the next chapter, folks. It's coming right on the heels of #34 as a sort of consolation prize for the long wait. I hope you enjoy it. It feels good to get back to writing the tale. I've actually missed the characters. For those of you still out there, thanks for waiting, and I hope to hear from you again. BTW: If there are any female readers out there, I'd like to hear from you also to get your take on the story. I reply to all emails. 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