Date: Wed, 6 Feb 2013 17:59:23 -0800 (PST) From: John Michaels Subject: Filipino Love - chapter 46 FILIPINO LOVE BY JM Email: mmanlookin@yahoo.com Disclaimers and other info: see chapter one This story is my personal intellectual property. Any reproduction is prohibited without my express written consent. This and all subsequent chapters are dedicated to my own Filipino Love! CHAPTER FORTY-SIX Dessert was delicious!! When we got inside, we secured the house for the night, and I carried my boy-bride into our bedroom in the traditional manner, with him giggling and kissing my face and neck every step of the way. Once there, I set him down, and we took the time to slowly undress each other, caressing each newly exposed piece of flesh with our hands, mouths and tongues. When we were both totally naked, I stood back to admire his incredibly handsome face and sleekly-muscled teen body. I could never get tired of seeing him like this! His beauty and currently highly-charged sexuality cast an aura about him that literally took my breath away! The fingers of his right hand were slowly rubbing his left nipple, and his left hand was sensually stroking his taut, young abdomen which had just the hint of a developing six-pack, from the base of his ribs and down to his pubes, bypassing his own hard and leaking cock on purpose to make the visual experience for me as highly erotic as he could. And was it ever!! Pre-cum was bubbling from the head of my twitching cock and running down the shaft, over my roiling balls and dripping onto the floor, leaving a shiny wet trail marking it's journey and forming a small puddle at my feet. Ronni was fully aware of the effect he was having on me, and just when I thought I couldn't wait another second, he stopped his self-caress, reached out and took my cock in his hand causing me to gasp at the sensation and gave it a few languorous strokes. He bent over and took the leaking head into his mouth, pushing the foreskin back with his lips, his tongue swirling and collecting the liquid offering before again using his lips to pull the foreskin back over the head. Giving the head a kiss, he then stood up, and, pulling my head down, placed his sweet young lips on mine and proceeded to give me a soft kiss that had more passion in it than any other, his tongue swirling around the inside of my mouth, transferring some of my taste that lingered on his lips and in his mouth to my taste buds. I moaned as I pulled him tighter to me then lifted him up until he could wrap his legs around me, his sleek muscled young thighs gripping my hips, and our leaking cocks rubbing together. Turning and keeping us in the same position, I knee-walked onto the bed until I could lay his head on the pillow. Only then did I release him, and as he stretched out, I placed my hands on either side of his face, and began a slow gentle caress down each side of his body. A shudder of sexual tension ran thru his entire body, as my hands continued their journey all the way to his feet. Turning my hands so that my fingers were on the inside, I began a return journey, the soft skin of the inside of his thighs like the softest velvet, and as I neared his groin, Ronni shuddered again and let out a deep moan. As my fingers slid up the crease between his hip and groin, bypassing his balls and throbbing cock, I was vaguely aware that his hips weren't moving as they usually did when he was as turned on as greatly as he was now, and that there was no sound of protest by my neglecting his taut sack and throbbing cock, only his deep moans of lust. He was simply absorbing the intense feelings my hands were bring to his beautiful body. As my hands went past, I admired his young manhood and realized that my earlier assessment was correct. His cock reached a tiny bit farther up his stomach than it had when I first met him, and seemed to be thicker as well. It also occurred to me in the fog of my sexual arousal that Ronni was actually making a monumental – for him - effort to simply enjoy and accept my ministrations. And enjoy he did, if the moans and groans he was making were any indication. His chest was rising and falling rapidly with his breathing, his hands tightly gripping the sheet as my hands finally ended their journey where it had begun, cupping his face, my thumbs caressing his cheeks. Gazing into his loving and lust-filled eyes, I lowered my head and gave him the same passionate yet deeply sexual kiss he had given me earlier. All this time, not a single word had been spoken. None were needed. Everything that needed to be said was done through our touches and looks. Breaking the kiss, and with a final caress on his cheek and an exchange of loving gazes, I moved off him to the side and turned so that we were head to toe. Ronni knew what was coming, and slid down so that we both had room to take each other's cocks into our hungry mouths. As I eagerly ran my tongue around the leaking head of his teen cock, collecting the sweet nectar that was flowing freely, Ronni gripped my cock, retracted the foreskin, and gave me the same treatment. The feelings were exquisite, and I moaned in appreciation, which he mirrored, clearly enjoying the attention I was giving his throbbing young cock. We both seemed to be very eager for one another, and soon, both of us plunged our mouths down the full length of each other's shafts until neither of us had any more we could devour. My lips were pressed tightly into his pubes, and his nose was brushing my balls. I vaguely remember a fleeting thought of awe that this young man, who had never had sex with anyone until meeting me a week ago, was able to deep-throat my adult-sized cock now without the hint of a gag. His throat muscles were gently massaging the head, and I let out an involuntary moan around his hard teen meat. The vibrations on his cock caused Ronni to moan, giving me the same sensations, which, in turn, caused me to moan. This set off a chain reaction, and we were both bobbing and moaning on each other's cocks. We both wanted this to last as long as possible, and we managed to edge each other twice before finally, by silent mutual consent, sent each other off into mind-blowing orgasms. Ronni blew so much of his potent teen sperm into my mouth that I had to swallow twice to accommodate the load, and I could hear him also gulping repeatedly as he fought not to lose a single drop of my abundant load of cum. The spasms finally died down, a finally shudder from both of us depositing the last small bit on our tongues. We both slowly removed our mouths from each other's softening dicks, cleaning with our tongues as we went, and with a final swipe, cleaned off the heads of each other's now-soft cocks before releasing them with an audible `plop'. Ronni pulled the foreskin back over my now-sensitive head and kissed it, and after kissing the end of his, I turned, and we came together in a satisfied and loving embrace. Leaning down, I placed my lips on his, and we were soon snow-balling each other's cum which we'd both independently decided to save for this occasion. Once we'd swallowed our potent mix, I lifted my head to gaze into his beautiful eyes. "I love you so much, Ronni Martinez-James," I said. These were the first words either of us had spoken since Ronni's declaration of `dessert time' when we were dropped off by his family. "And I love you, Phillip Martinez-James," he said, caressing my face. "Just when I think there is no possible way things could get any better, they do. Will it always be like this, Phil, or will there come a time when there is just no more?" "I hope and pray it will always be like this, Love," I said, placing a small kiss on his succulent lips. "I think it's all part of God's plan for us. I know it sounds silly, but I can even imagine God smiling whenever he looks at us." Ronni nodded and hugged me tight, kissed me, then we spent some time talking, kissing and caressing. Nothing sexual came of our time together, but it was still an act of making love, and on so many levels, it was just as satisfying. At some point during our talk, Ronni mentioned how much he enjoyed our "69", especially the fact that there was no mess to clean up! We both had a good laugh at that, but agreed that he was totally correct. Eventually, though, the emotional toll of the day's events caught up with us, even though it was a bit earlier than our usual bedtime. It started with a yawn from Ronni, which naturally caused one from me, which caused... You know how it goes. We disentangled and went to the cr, performed our nightly routine, and were soon back in bed, Ronni in his and my favorite sleeping position, his leg thrown over mine, his arm around my chest and his head on my shoulder. Turning out the light, I put my arm around him, kissed his head and almost instantly fell into a deep sleep. I think he actually even beat me to it! I was awakened the next morning by the ringing of the house phone. Sleepily reaching for it on the bedside table, I tried to grab it before the sound woke Ronni up. I managed to grab it on the third ring – I think. I'm not sure how many times it may have rung before the sound penetrated my sleep. Ronni simply smacked his lips and rolled onto his side, pressing his back and butt into my side, still deeply asleep. " `lo," I managed to mumble. "Good morning, son-in-law!" said a way-too cheerful Marcus for this time of the day, in my opinion. "How can you possibly be so chipper this time of the morning with the one coffee your wife allows," I groused, noticing that it was a little after 8:00. "You forget that I have two five-year old alarm clocks that are up and bouncing around usually by 6:00, demanding breakfast," he chuckled. "Have a late night?" I could picture the wink at the other end. "Actually, we were in bed asleep before our usual time," I was able to answer honestly. "I guess the day finally caught up with us." "You're right," he said, with a more somber tone. "We were also all in bed long before our normal time." Then, perking up again, he said, with his signature chuckle, "And in answer to your previous question, Venus had to go to work at 7:00, so I'm actually on my third coffee." "So to what do I owe the honor for all this caffeinated cheerfulness?" I asked. "I've gotten all of Ronni's documents together and plan to be at the Bureau of Statistics when they open at 9:00," he answered, when he stopped laughing. "I thought you could get Ronni ready to go along. Unfortunately, I think it would be best if you weren't around when we do this. The fewer questions asked, the better for all. I ask, too, that you send 10,000 pesos. I apologize for how crass that sounds, but after all – you are the "rich" American, and I'm just a poor Filipino." He chuckled. "I'm sure we won't be needing nearly that amount, but it would be good to have the extra just in case a few more pesos can speed things along even faster." I was now wide awake and sat up carefully to not wake Ronni and still keep some body contact for him - and me. "Let me give Lorenzo a call so he can pick you up and stop here to get Ronni," I said, with a bit of excitement in my voice. Marcus picked up on it. "I know how very much this means to you both," he said, softly, "and to Venus and myself as well. We will make it happen, Phil, and hopefully today. And you don't have to worry about calling Lorenzo. We discussed this last evening when he dropped us off. He'll be here at 8:30 and we should be at your house shortly after." Suddenly, I remembered someone I did have to call: Carl! After mentioning this to Marcus, we said our goodbyes and hung. Reaching over, I softly stroked Ronni's hair to wake him up. I felt badly waking him when he was obviously getting some much-needed sleep, but I knew how important this was to him – to us. His sleek young body stretched luxuriously, and he yawned. He turned over and put his arm around my chest. "Morning, my Phil," he said, while he nuzzled his cheek against my chest. "Good morning, Love," I said, as I stroked his back. Then I told him of his father's phone call, and he was immediately wide awake and bouncing with excitement. Because of the time constraints, we decided, very reluctantly for both, that he should grab a quick shower alone while I called Carl and got something together for his for breakfast. He hurried off to the cr, and I dialed Carl's number. While it was ringing, a thought popped into my head, which was interrupted when he answered. When I told him of the morning plans for Ronni, he said `no problem'. "I've been up for a few hours already and I'm dressed and ready to go anytime," he said. "I can be there in 20 minutes." We said our goodbyes, and after ending the call, I went into the cr to relieve my screaming bladder. Stopping by the shower for a quick kiss and a grope, which got my head wet from the water flowing from the showerhead, much to Ronni's amusement, I threw on shorts and a t-shirt and went to the kitchen to put together a quick breakfast for him. My mind went back to that quick thought I'd had earlier while waiting for Carl to answer, and I nodded my head to myself in satisfaction. He and I would discuss it later after I made a phone call to Josie. Just then, Ronni came out of the bedroom freshly showered and dressed for the day and he looked stunning!! I wished he didn't have to go out, but this was important. He sat at the counter, and I placed the bowl of cereal, toast and glass of juice I'd prepared for him. With a quick kiss, he started eating just as there was a knock at the door. When I opened it, Carl was standing there dressed in casual clothes that anyone would wear on a workday, but I have to admit, he did the clothes far more justice than your average worker. This guy could have gotten a modeling job with any top agency!! Woof!! I was surprised he'd made such good time, and he said that it normally would have taken a little longer, but traffic was unusually light today. He went over to Ronni, and placing his hand on his shoulder, asked how he was this morning. Ronni smiled at him appreciatively, and said "fine" and went back to eating, since his dad would be here any minute. I offered Carl coffee or something else to drink, but he declined, saying he was good to go. I grabbed my coffee and leaned on the counter across from them, and we were chatting pleasantly for a few minutes, when there was another knock at the door. Letting Marcus in, we hugged and we went over to kiss his son "good morning". He said that Lorenzo was waiting in the car, and that they'd better be going. Ronni picked up his bowl and slurped down the rest of his cereal, and after wiping his face with a napkin, started to pick up his dishes to take to the sink, but I stopped him, saying I'd take care of it and that they'd better get going. He came around the end of the counter, put his arms around me and kissed me. "I love you so much, my Phil," he said softly, his eyes moist with tears. "I'm going to miss you!" "I'm going to miss you to, Baby," I said, kissing the top of his head. "But just think of the big reason we have to be apart for a while. With luck, you'll be coming back with a new name." He hugged me even tighter, then, with a final kiss, the three of them left. The house suddenly felt so empty!! I grabbed my coffee from the counter, ignoring the dishes for now, and went to the salla and sat down in our favorite spot. I sat staring at nothing, my mind replaying all the moments Ronni and I have had together. The tears were running down my face by the time my thoughts brought me up to the present, but I had to smile as I thought about the great things this day could bring to the both of us. At that moment, my musings were interrupted by the phone. It was Josie. "Good morning, Phil," she said. "This is Josie." "Good morning to you, too," I answered, wiping away the tears from my cheeks. "I was just about to call you. How's my favorite real estate agent?" "To paraphrase my cousin, I thought I was your only agent," she said, with a laugh, then more seriously. "Anyway, I'm calling for several reasons. The first is, how is Mrs. Nunez doing? Lorenzo told me a bit of what went on right after I left yesterday. I'm shocked about her son showing up, as I'm sure everyone is, but I'm most concerned about her." "She's doing fine," I said. "She's a tough lady, and she recovered fairly quickly. Right now, she's staying at the hospital with her son. The guy is in very rough shape right now, and it's still touch-and-go if he'll even recover. But we're doing everything we can for him and hoping for the best, for Sanie's sake." "I'm glad to hear she's doing well," she replied. "I got to know her a bit better yesterday. She's a dear lady, and I hope everything will work out her and her son. The other reason I called is that I realized I hadn't given the list of contractors to you. If you plan to be home in the next hour, I have some free time to drop them off." "I'll be here," I replied. "And if you can stay for coffee, I have something I'd like to talk to you about." "Oh, Lord!" she said, with a chuckle. "You've got another plan up your sleeve, don't you?" "Possibly," I said, coyly. "I hope you can spare a few minutes so we can discuss it." "I'll make time," she said. "I don't have anything on my schedule this morning that can't wait." "Great!" I enthused. "I'll see you when you get here." "Ok," she replied. "It will take me about a half hour to finish up here, so I'll see you then." We said our goodbyes, and I got up to clean up the few dishes from Ronni's breakfast. God! I hope everything is going ok at the records office. I went into the bedroom and straightened out the bed, and tidied up the room by taking care of the clothes Ronni and I had so seductively removed from each other last night. The thoughts of our loving encounter caused my dick to rise, and I wished he were here right now for a repeat performance. Ignoring my hard cock, I sighed and went into the cr for my SSS routine, and was dressed and back in the kitchen making another coffee when Josie arrived. Making one for her as well, we settled ourselves at the dining table, which seems to have become the space for our business talks. Once we were seated, Josie looked around. "Where's your shadow?" she asked, with a chuckle. "He never leaves your side." "He and his father are at the statistics bureau having his last name changed to include mine," I explained, with more than just a touch of pride. Josie's eyes lit up. "That boy really loves you," she said, with a gentle smile. "And it's clear to everyone just how much you love him. Yours is an unusual relationship, but it just seems so right." "Thanks," I said, with moist eyes. "He means everything to me. The next six weeks apart is going to be the most difficult thing I've ever faced, and I know he feels the same." "Both of you will do fine," she replied, placing her hand on top of mine. "Sure, you'll miss each other, but Lorenzo told me about the computer you got for him. You'll be able to see and talk together every day. The time will go by much quicker than either of you think it will now." "My rational side agrees with you," I said, quietly. "It's just that when it comes to Ronni, my emotional self overrides everything else." "You'll both do fine," she reaffirmed. "Your love for each other will give you both the strength to get through this." I smiled warmly at her. She's a genuinely kind and caring person, and we were lucky to be able to include her in our extended family. Placing my other hand on top of hers, which was still on top of mine, I gave it a gentle squeeze. "Thanks, Josie. You're good people." She smiled at me then her expression shifted. "Darn!" she said. "I almost forgot about that contractor list again." Retrieving her hand, she opened her briefcase and pulled out a sheet of paper and handed it to me. "As you can see, there are only three names on there. After giving it some thought, I narrowed down the list, and any one of those three will give you top-quality work, although none of them come cheap. I know you'll want to talk to each of them about your plans for the house and make your own decision, but in my opinion, any of them would give you what you want." "Thanks," I replied, gratefully. "I'll call them later today and try to set up interviews. And if the finished work here turns out well, I could probably offer them a contract for some of the work on the hotels when we're ready to build." "An offer like that would certainly give incentive to do their best work here," she replied with a nod. "Something just occurred to me, too. If you want to speed up the remodeling process, you might consider hiring more than one of them. I know they've all collaborated on projects before, so it wouldn't cause an issue. And even though you'd be paying top peso for it, it might even save you money in the end if they get the work done in less time." "Josie, I like the way you think!" I said, excitedly. "After I talk to them, I'll see if that's a possibility. Now, about that other thing I wanted to talk to you about. Now that Carl will be watching out for Ronni, I'd like him to be closer in case of an off-hours emergency. I hope to God we never find ourselves in that situation, but when it comes to Ronni's safety, I want to cover all bases. You said that you also handle the rental of the property next door. Is it possible that it's for sale?" Josie clearly wasn't expecting this, and took a moment to recover. "Just about all rentals that I handle are for sale for the right price," she finally answered. "I know for a fact that it's for sale. The owners contacted me a while back, concerned that it hadn't been renting as well as they hoped it would. They were counting on the rental income and were getting discouraged, so they reluctantly said they'd sell it if the right buyer came along. It's become too much of a drain on their finances to have it just sitting empty." "I guess that's good news for me," I said, with a sigh of relief. "I'd like to look into buying it as a home for Carl. This is something I need to talk to him about since I don't know how he feels about giving up where he's living now. If this is something he'd agree to, I'll go ahead and place my bid on it. Do you know how big it is in inside?" "As you can see by looking at it, it's a bit smaller than this place," she answered. Then with a sweep of her hand, she continued. "It's laid out almost exactly as this is. The big difference is that where you have the one very large bedroom, that one has two smaller ones with the cr in the middle between them rather than on the end like yours is. Your bedroom also has that seating area, so it's quite large. The bedrooms in the other house may be smaller, but each is slightly above average in size." "That's good to know," I said. "With two grown men living there, I'd want to make sure there was enough space. But I still need to talk to Carl first. He may not want to move." "Well, if he decides he's interested, I'll be happy to take him on a walk-through," she offered. "I'm not trying to drain your bank account," she added, with a chuckle, "but if there are any changes that needed to be made to make it more attractive for him and his partner, you could have the work done at the same time as your own project. Again, any one of those three contractors will do the best job for you." "That's a good suggestion," I said. "But I still need to talk to Carl and get his take on everything." Just then, I heard my cel phone chirping from the bedroom. Excusing myself, I hurried to answer it. It was Jareth. "Hi, Phil," he said. "I'm sorry to bother you, but Dhomz and I were wondering if you would have time to talk to us." "First of all," I replied, "you're not bothering me. And secondly, I'd be happy to talk to the two of you. What's on your mind?" "Well," he said, a bit hesitantly, "Paulo and Mario say how much you help them. Dhomz and me think we need your help too. This is all new for us, and we have some questions." "That's fine," I said. "I'll be very pleased to help you two any way I can. When would you like to get together?" "Umm, ahh, can we see you today?" he asked. I could almost feel the heat of his blush over the phone. "Of course," I said, suppressing a chuckle. "As a matter of fact, I'm just finishing up some business with Josie, and Ronni is away taking care of some family business with his dad and won't be back for a while. You can head over now, if you want." "Really?" he said, excitedly. "Dhomz is with me now, and we can be there maybe 10 minutes. Is that ok?" "That will be fine," I answered. "I'll see the two of you soon." "Ok," he said. "We will be there soon. And thank you so much, Phil." "You're most welcome," I replied. "Bye." "Bye. And thanks again." With that, I hung up and returned to Josie, chuckling and shaking my head. Guess I'm becoming the guru for gay teens! Josie noticed my mood as I sat back down at the table but thankfully didn't ask. This was going to be strictly between the two boys and me. They had just declared their love for each, and it would be up to them to let anyone else know. I do intend to tell Ronni about talking with them because I'll never keep anything from him, and will be sure tell them so in case they might have any reservations. I'm sure they won't have any problems with that, since he already knew about their new relationship. Josie and I concluded our business, and she prepared to leave. I told her that I'd contact her on a decision on the house as soon as I found out what Carl's thoughts were, possibly this afternoon, as I planned to talk to him as soon as he and Ronni returned. I walked Josie out to her car, and, after thanking her again for all she was doing for Ronni and me, we hugged. She got into her car, and with her usual toot and wave, drove off, and I went back into the house to wait for Jareth and Dhomz. Still here? Thanks! I hope you're enjoying it. 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