Date: Mon, 4 Nov 2013 01:08:28 -0800 (PST) From: John Michaels Subject: FILIPINO LOVE - Chapter 55 FILIPINO LOVE BY JM email: mmanlookin@yahoo.com Disclaimers and other info: see chapter one Here it is, folks. Finally!! The next chapter. It's taken me quite a while to get this chapter finished. I started it as soon as I had posted #54, but a lot of shit has gone down since then that has left me with no writing creativity at all. Without going into a lot of detail, I feel I owe y'all some explanation. First, we learned that my bf's very best friend has AIDS. ***PARTY SLUTS - TAKE NOTE!!! The Great Ogre is still out there just waiting for the unaware and just plain stupid. Unprotected sex puts your very life on the line. Please remember that the stories you read hear are just that: STORIES/MAKE-BELIEVE, where STD's and AIDS don't always exist. Please, please, PLEASE always wear protection, and don't ever let your latest conquest talk you out of it. Even though you may know that you're totally clean, when you have sex with someone, you're also having sex with every other person your partner has been with. Unless you're in a totally monogamous relationship and you've both been tested at least 2 times over 6 months with negative results, ALWAYS protect yourself, and continue to both get tested several times a year. And even then, using condoms is advised. That way there won't be any unforeseen problems, plus clean-up is a hell of a lot easier.*** Second, about a month after learning that devastating news, one of my bf's former school friends committed suicide. Third, on the way to get a hair cut on a rainy day in preparation for another friend's wedding, my long-suffering bf slipped while wearing open-toed sandals, slammed his foot into the curb and literally ripped off his big toe nail. Fourth - and finally - my bf has been totally stressed at work. The blatant crony-ism and nepotism, as well as the constant back-stabbing have made every work day a living Hell. So we've also been working on his resume and hope to find a job for him with similar duties, but without all the drama - hopefully in the US. Again, I apologize to all of you who have been following my story and have been patiently waiting (for the most part) for the next installment. One final note. Nifty really needs your financial support if you want to continue enjoying this FREE service. Please send whatever you comfortably can to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Thanks!! CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE When Ronni and I got home, we had about an hour before our young guests were due to arrive. We'd spent more time at the hospital than I had anticipated, but I considered it time well spent. Not only did we get Sanie to agree to getting some rest and let Venus take over for a while, but I also had the chance to get to know Ronald better. It was heart-warming as well as amusing to see the developing relationship between Lorenzo and Ronald, and I hope and pray that all will go well. I have a deep feeling that they are just what each other needs, but time will tell. Some of the more pressing concerns I'd had about Ronald's character had been addressed, so I didn't really have to take the time to put on my "Big Brother Hat" regarding Lorenzo. I hope the two of them will use common sense and good judgement since they're both adults, but I still intend to keep a close eye on them, especially Lorenzo. That young man has come to mean a great deal to me, and I don't want to see him getting hurt. I plan to have Carl and others keep an eye on things while I'm away and try to head off any problems before they get out of hand. As Ronni and I walked hand in hand from the cab to the house, my thoughts of a bit of "afternoon delight" quickly vanished, as I could see Paulo, Mario and their older brothers frolicking in the surf in front of the house. Ronni flashed me a look of dismay, clearly as disappointed as I was that a bit of private time may be in jeopardy. I kept us walking as normally and calmly as possible to the door, hoping that we wouldn't be noticed. The boys were having a grand time having a paired chicken fight, with the younger brothers on the shoulders of their older siblings, and I hoped they would be so involved in their play that they wouldn't notice Ronni and me as we slipped in the door. It looked like we made it, as there were no shouts of greeting from the others. As I shut the door, Ronni wrapped himself around me with a deep sigh of relief. "Thank God!! We made it!" he said with a shudder of relief. "They're my best friends, and I really like them and want to spend time with them. But after being at the hospital and watching what was going on between Uncle Ronald and Lorenzo, I really needed time alone with you. I got so horny!!" He tilted his head up and kissed me. Hard!! His tongue invaded my mouth, and we were quickly locked in a passionate embrace, our hands rubbing and grasping at one another, our breathing coming in labored blasts through our noses and our now fully-inflated cocks grinding against one another. "Let's take it to the shower", I panted in lust, breaking the kiss. "We both really need to cum, and we don't have time for bed AND shower." Ronni obviously had no issues with that and grabbed my hand, all but dragging me along to the cr. How we managed to get undressed and into the shower will always remain one of the world's great mysteries. Neither one of us could stop kissing and pawing the other, but somehow we managed. With the water running, I grabbed the soap with my lips firmly sealed to his. He had grabbed my throbbing erection and pulling down gently on the shaft to retract my foreskin, was slowly stroking it, using his thumb to rub the sensitive head, smearing the free-flowing pre-cum. There was just enough room for me to soap both our fronts, and taking his super hard and throbbing teen cock, I soaped it up. I gently bent it down, away from his stomach, and slid it between my thighs, just under my balls and against my perineum, and pulled us tightly together, my own achingly hard cock pressed against his abdomen. We then began thrusting as I bent my knees slightly so that I wasn't causing his hardon to have to bend painfully. I was surprised and delighted when his cock slid into my ass crack, and the head rubbed against my hole with each thrust. Hoping that I was right in my thinking, I bent my knees a little more and tilted my pelvis. YES!!! Now, the head of his cock was just barely entering my anus on each thrust, and the sensations and stimulation were incredible! Our lips were locked together, and our tongues were thrusting and caressing each other in synch with our pistoning cocks. When Ronni realized where the head of his cock went on each thrust, he moaned deeply into my mouth and thrust harder and faster. We were both so incredibly turned on that neither of us was going to last very long, and it wasn't too long before I felt the tell-tale signs. Both of us were losing our rhythm and were thrusting more erratically as the pressure built. Suddenly, Ronni pulled away from my mouth, all but screamed my name and gave a final push as his teen sperm rocketed out of the end of his pulsating cock. When I realized that he had reached that point, I dropped and tilted my hips a bit more, and his spurting young cock slid into my hole as my own orgasm roared through me. Even through the throes of my own cumming, I could still feel the head of his cock that was now lodged fully inside me continue to pulse heavily and shoot his teen cream into me, my anal muscles that were now spasming with my own orgasm no doubt helping to prolong his. I wish this feeling could go on forever (don't we all!!), but inevitably, we both began to come down from our sexual high, and his cock slid (sadly) out of my hole, followed by a stream of his cum that ran down the inside of my thighs. We clung to one another, our breaths coming in gasps and moans of deep sexual satisfaction as I slowly straightened up, my back and thigh muscles thanking me profusely. But it was definitely worth it. I'm definitely going to get his young cock all the way inside me tonight. We had only done that once before, but I plan to make it a regular part of our lovemaking when I get back. This will be a total partnership in every way. Gently lifting his head from my shoulder, I gave him a long, slow and gentle kiss. "There are not enough words to tell you how very much I love you," I said softly, while gazing into his dark beautiful eyes. Suddenly, his eyes filled with tears, and he gripped me hard. "I love you so much it hurts," he sobbed. "What am I gong to do without you when you go? I've tried so hard to be good and not let my feelings get in the way of the time we have left, but I just can't hold it any more! You are my very breath and the beat of my heart! I don't know how I will make it when you're away." He crushed me to himself and buried his head against my neck, sobbing wildly, his breath coming in gasps, his entire body trembling. This was a full-blown panic attack, and it set me off into my own sobs of grief. I felt like my heart was shattering and had a feeling of such despair and hopelessness. I didn't want to be separated any more than he did. We clung to each other, both pouring out our anguish as the water continued to flow over us. Then, I got inspired. This is the Philippines. You can get anything if the price is right, maybe even a visa and passport. Lifting his head from my shoulder, I looked into his sorrowful eyes and felt my heart break a bit more. "Maybe we don't have to be apart," I said. "I just got an idea, but I don't know if it will work. We need to finish our shower so I can make some phone calls before it gets too late." "What?!? What idea?" he asked, a glimmer of hope now beginning to show. "I don't want to get your hopes up until I have some facts," I answered, followed by a quick kiss on his sweet lips. "But I will tell you that there is no way I can ever be without you either, even for a short time. I'm going to do whatever it takes to make sure that we are together. Just trust me for a little while. Once I know something for sure, I'll tell you." "I do trust, you, Phil," he said, laying his cheek next to mine. "How can I not trust the man who carries my heart." With that, he kissed his way down to my left nipple and began circling it with his tongue as his hand moved caressingly down my stomach until he was holding my now-flaccid cock. "Are you sure you couldn't give me a little hint?" I could hear the grin in his voice. "Nope," I said, giving him a light pop on the butt. "But I will tell you that we won't be spending six weeks apart. I just have to figure out the best way to make it happen. So let's finish our shower. We still have guests coming soon." "You're mean," he said, with a fake pout. "But I still love you." We managed to finish our shower with a minimum of groping, dried off and got dressed. I sent Ronni down to the beach to see how many we could expect for dinner. While he was gone, I called Josie and asked her about a greatly expedited visa and passport for Ronni, reminding her that cost was not a factor. While she was sympathetic, she didn't have much hope for anything within the time frame we needed - less than 48 hours. I told her that if something could be done within a week, that I could probably extend my stay, but even then, she wasn't too optimistic. We both agreed that the draconian laws around US visas was the main issue. She said she'd call around, though, and see what she could find out and call later tonight with whatever she'd managed to gather by then. Thanking her profusely, I then called Marcus on the off chance that Ronni might already have a passport. It was Venus who answered, and without telling her the full reason for asking, inquired about a passport for my boy. I was thrilled to find out that he already had one that was still valid, as it was only 2 years old. The family had been planning a trip to visit relatives in New Zealand a few years ago, so the whole family had fairly recent passports, although they had to cancel the trip at the last minute due to some crisis at Marcus' work. We chatted a bit longer about family, the pending construction and the future business before saying our goodbyes. I reminded her about our dinner plans for tomorrow then hung up, just as Ronni came in the door. "So how many for dinner?" I asked, as I went and put my arm around his waist, pulling him close. "It will be the four of them," he said. "Um, Phil. Would it be OK for Dhomz and Jareth to spend the night?" "If that would be OK with you, I don't mind," I replied, trying to hide my surprise. Then the light went on. "This is because of their brothers, isn't it?" "Well, sort of," he said, hesitantly. "It's just that they've never had a chance to be together like that, and since we had Paulo and Mario stay, they were hoping they could, too." "You're a good guy, Ronni," I said, hugging him. "You're wanting to help your friends, and I agree with you. And remember what I said about this being OUR house. You have just as much right to invite friends as I do." "Thanks, Phil. I love you so much," he said, hugging me tighter and kissing my cheek. "Just one thing, though," I added. I felt him stiffen slightly. "We have to set some rules tonight. I don't want another audience when we're in bed." "Me too," he said, with a giggle. "We'll make sure the door is locked this time." "Well, we better get dinner going," I said, kissing the top of his head. As if on cue, his stomach growled. "Good idea," he laughed. What started out as a gentle kiss soon morphed into a toe-curler which I reluctantly had to break before I stained my shorts. "I'm so hot for you! I wish we could make love 24 hours a day. It still wouldn't be enough. I love you, Phil!" "I know what you mean, Love," I replied. "I don't think my dick has been completely soft since the first day I met you." "Me too," he said, kissing my cheek and stepping away, the front of his pants giving credence to that statement. "I'll go get them since they all have to shower before dinner." "OK, Love," I said. "I'll start getting things together here." "I'll help you as soon as I get back," he said, and went out the door. I got the burgers and buns on a tray, ready for the grill and was just getting the salad makings out when the boys arrived. After a round of hellos, it was decided that the two younger ones would shower first - together, of course, to conserve water. I had a feeling that the older ones wanted to talk, and I was right. As Mario and Paulo went off giggling and jostling one another to the cr, Jareth cleared his throat and looked decidedly nervous. "Um, Phil," he began, hesitantly, "thank you for letting us stay here tonight. I know we did not give much time to ask, and we know you and Ronni do not have much time left together, but...." Here, he hesitated. Walking over to him, I put my hand on his shoulder. "It's OK, Jareth," I said, and looked at Dhomz to include him. "I told you both that you are welcome here any time. And I know that you two need some private time together. You are both always welcome in our home, and we will always do what we can to help you, whether it's with your relationship or for any other reason." "Thank you so much, Phil," said Dhomz, as he surprised me with a big hug. I was soon in a three-way hug as Jareth quickly joined us. Ronni was smiling and nodding. We broke the hug and stepped back a bit, both of the boys with moist eyes. "We cannot begin to tell you how very much this means to us," said Jareth, grabbing his boyfriend's hand. "You and Ronni are such good friends." Dhomz was nodding his thanks. "We were happy to do it for your brothers, and we're just as happy to do it for you," I said. "There's just one thing that will be a little different from when your brothers were here." They cast a nervous glance at one another as I pulled Ronni into my side. "Everyone in the house is gay and has a partner. In a loving relationship, you want to be able to express your love by holding hands, hugging and kissing, and all of those are perfectly OK in front of others, as long as you know they're OK with you being gay. But when it comes time for bed, the expressions of love will most likely get a lot more personal, physical and private. What two people in love do in bed is just between them, and every couple is different in how they show that love through acts of sex. (MAJOR blush from the two!) And some people are fairly quiet all through the act, while others can get quite loud. I don't know if your brothers told you or not, but we can be quite loud when making love, especially at the moment of climax. Your brothers thought Ronni was in a lot of pain from the sounds he was making (HUGE blush, this time from Ronni, and big grins from the other two), but we can both assure you, it was definitely not pain making him so loud. (Ronni buried his face in my shoulder while the others giggled). They came in to make sure he was OK and witnessed the end of a rather noisy round of lovemaking. We didn't mean to be so loud on purpose. It's just something that happens when we're so totally caught up in our passion. Since we don't want a repeat audience, the bedroom door will be locked tonight, just in case, so if you DO happen to hear anything, just know that no one is being hurt. Unfortunately, the only way to the cr is through the bedroom - something that will be fixed with the new addition. If you need the cr, just knock, but only in emergency, if things are still happening in there. If they are, and you only have to pee, I don't mind if water the bushes outside. Once things have settled for the night, I'll make sure to unlock the door, and you can come in any time. OK? That's the only rule for tonight." By this time, Ronni was squirming with embarrassment but giggling, with his head still tucked into my shoulder, while the other two were almost bursting, trying to be polite and hold in their laughter. We were saved, at that point, by the re-emergence of Paulo and Mario, holding hands and both looking quite flushed and happy. Jareth and Dhomz grabbed their gym bags and scurried off to the cr for their shower, just making it through the door before bursting out laughing. Mario and Paulo looked at Ronni and me quizzically, but still with their satisfied smiles. "God!" exclaimed Ronni. "That was so embarrassing. But it is kind of funny too." "I just explained to your brothers about what happened the night you two stayed over and what they might expect later tonight," I told them. They giggled. "Yeah, that was kind of embarrassing," Dhomz said. "But kind of funny, too." "Making love with the person you're in love with is the most wonderful thing in the world," I said, turning Ronni so his back was against my chest and my arms around him. I nuzzled his hair and kissed his cheek. "And there's nothing wrong with having FUN at the same time. There's nothing wrong with making joking and laughing a part of it. It can make it much more relaxed enjoyable. And you should always take your time. Don't just get each other off right away, although there will be times when you're both so turned on that you need immediate release. But you have the advantage of being at the age where it doesn't take long to be ready again, so go for it. The second time, you can can really take your time and enjoy it and each other, and you'll probably last longer too, since you won't be as desperate. (Giggles and blushes) Taking your time, kissing and caressing all over your partner, moving your bodies together--all of these things will make the ending so much more pleasurable and intense. The main thing is that by giving your partner the very best feelings you can, and if he does the same for you at the same time, is what true lovemaking is all about." By this time, Paulo had pulled Mario into the same position as Ronni and me, and it was fairly evident that my little speech had caused a swelling in Dhomz' shorts. Hmmm. Maybe Jareth was in the same state and was using Dhomz as a shield, and from the way Ronni had his hands sort of in front of himself, probably him too. I fought the urge to tease them about it. I figured my work here was done. They were all embarrassed sufficiently. For now. "OK," I said, kissing the top of Ronni's head and giving him a little squeeze before letting go. "Time to get dinner going. When I was checking what we had here, I realized we didn't have anything for dessert. Would you guys like to make a run to the bakery, or are you happy without?" "Since it's the last time we can be together for a while, I think something from the bakery would be good to make it extra special," Ronni said, while the other two nodded in agreement. "OK. Here you go," I said reaching into my pocket and pulling out a 5000 peso note. "You can make it as special as this money will allow. Spend it all, if you want." Ronni took the money and went over to his friends, who both took an arm and pulled him to the other end of the kitchen, talking quietly. Both Mario and Paulo glanced at me then back at Ronni smiling. Mario patted Ronni on the shoulder as Paulo took the money and headed back toward me and the door. "We'll go," he said. "You and Ronni should be together as much as you can now." "Thank you," I said, past the lump that had suddenly formed in my throat. Ronni was immediately in my arms, as the two boys went out the door. "You have some very special and wonderful friends, Love." "I know," he said, with a deep sigh. With a slow, sweet kiss, we started getting dinner organized. Probably not as long as it could be, but a good place to stop. I wanted to get SOMETHING out for y'all. You've had to wait too long. The next chapter will be along shortly. PROMISE!!!! After all, we gotta find out how Phil is is going to resolve the separation issue. If you're still with me on the story, please drop me a line and let me know. I hope I haven't lost too many of you.