Date: Sun, 12 Aug 2012 12:19:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Michaels <mmanlookin@yahoo.com>
Subject: FILIPINO LOVE - chapter6

			       FILIPINO LOVE
				    By
				    JM

		       Email:  mmanlookin@yahoo.com

Disclaimers and other info:  see chapter one

				CHAPTER SIX

     With Ronni on top of me, his legs straddling mine, we resumed kissing.
It was getting more and more passionate...almost frantic...as our tongues
battled with one another.  First Ronni would invade my mouth with his
tongue, practically raping my mouth, and then I would return the favor.
Throughout all this, his hips were undulating against me in a gentle
fucking motion, our moans and whimpers filling the air around us.  Because
of our height difference, I had no place to rub my over-heated cock
against, so I moved Ronni's legs in between mine.  Then I gently squeezed
them together with my legs and had the perfect place to rub my cock between
his beautiful thighs.  We were both moving our hips, faster and faster, as
we continued our frenzied kissing, taking time to kiss and lick each
other's throats, necks and ears, before returning to our mouths.  My hands
were in constant motion on his back, rubbing and stroking him from his
neck, down over the swell of his butt, giving it several squeezes before
continuing down his legs as far as I could reach before beginning the
return journey.  On one of those trips down, I hooked my fingers in the
waistband of his suit and started to push it off his hips.  Quickly
realizing what I was trying to do, Ronni lifted his hips to make it easier
to get them past his hard young cock.  I kept pushing them down to the end
of my reach, then brought my left foot up to snag them down the rest of the
way and off.  I removed my hands from his back and started pushing my own
suit down.  Ronni again lifted his hips so I could get my it down as far as
I could reach.  He then brought up his foot, snagged the waistband and
pushed it down until I could get it off using my own foot.  We them resumed
humping against each other, this time, skin on skin, with nothing else
between us.  We both groaned loudly as both of our cocks encountered
nothing but bare, hot and sweaty skin.  Damn, what a sexual rush!!  Both of
us started moving faster and faster as the inevitable release drew close.
Ronni ripped his mouth from mine as he let out a yell, his young hips
pumping in a blur, as I suddenly felt his cum spurting out of his teen
cock.  This was enough to set off my own orgasm, and I too let out a holler
as my cock fired volley after volley of cum between Ronni's thighs that had
been my pleasure center for humping.  I was not so totally lost in my own
orgasm that I was unaware of what Ronni was going through with his own
orgasm.  I felt five strong spurts of his young cum, and his cock was still
throbbing in the throes of his post-orgasm.  In all of my active sexual
life, I have never...and I mean, NEVER had such an intense orgasm.  It felt
like I was going to blow my balls right out the end of my cock!  It felt
like my toes would break from curling up so tightly with the pleasure!  It
felt like....Love.  All the other times, not that there were too many to
count, it was all about getting my rocks off...just sex and nothing else.
This was the first time in my life where I had actually and truly made
love.  Yeah, sure.  We were both hot and horny, but underlying our frantic
coupling and almost desperate kisses, there was love, first and foremost.

     As we lay there in our post-orgasmic bliss, I was gently stroking
Ronni's head and back, moving my hands onto those two delectable globes to
pay them homage, before the return journey to his head.  Ronni was lightly
running his fingers through my hair while planting small kisses along my
jaw line and neck.  Suddenly, Ronni started giggling.  "What?" I asked.

     He giggled again and said, "I never knew sex is so messy."  He got me
laughing on that one too.  Now that it was cooling off, the cum was getting
a bit runny.  I could feel it oozing onto my cock, balls and thighs where
it ran off Ronni's thighs where my load had landed, and there was a sizable
mess in the space between our torsos where his cum had landed.  He sure
shoots a healthy load for someone his age!  With a light pop on his bottom,
I said, "How about a shower to clean up?"

     "Can we shower together?" he asked.

     "If you're around, I hope I never have to shower alone again," I said.
That statement got me a kiss that almost started another round in bed, but
I sat up, taking him up with me.  Swinging my legs over the side of the
bed, I stood up, as Ronni proceeded to put his arms and legs around me in
what I have decided -- and him, too, evidently - is his natural and
rightful place to be.  He just feels so damn nice in my arms like this.
I'm definitely NOT looking forward to the day when he might become too big
for this. It was even difficult for me to put him down once we reached the
shower.  He didn't want to let go, either, but he did, and we proceeded to
rinse off the results of our lovemaking.  Ronni proceeded to gently and
lovingly run his hands over my torso as we rinsed off his healthy load of
young sperm.  When he got to my cock, he stopped and just looked at it for
a minute, then glanced down at his own cock, now hanging about 3" soft over
a set of balls that were extremely well-developed for someone his age.  No
wonder he's able to shoot such a load!  He then reached out and took hold
of my own 4" softie and proceeded to examine it closely.

     "How come your cock looks different than mine?" he asked.

     "When you were first born, yours looked just like mine, but the doctor
cut off the extra skin on yours.  It's something they do to almost all
males here when they're born.  They used to do the same thing in the
U.S. until recently.  Now more parents are letting their boy children keep
the extra skin.  It's called foreskin, by the way.  There are many other
cultures, mostly in warmer places like it is here, where they cut the skin
off also.  I think it has something to do with it being easier to keep
clean and prevent infections that might be caused by the hot, humid
weather.  In the countries where it's colder, most cocks look like mine
with the skin.  But see, if I pull the skin back like this (I did), then it
looks just like yours, only a little bigger because I'm older."

     "Do you think my cock is too small?" he asked shyly.

     "Actually," I replied, "I think your cock is bigger than most others
your age."  This caused him to blush and grin, obviously very pleased with
my answer.  He was still holding my cock and looking closely at it, slowly
sliding the foreskin off and back onto the head.  This produced the
expected results, as I started to harden up again in spite of just having
cum not 10 minutes ago.  Looking down, I noticed that he was already at
full mast, his hard young shaft about 5", about as big around as my thumb,
with a perfect helmet-shaped head attached to a shaft angled almost
straight up, with a slight curve.  Absolutely beautiful!!!  Just like the
rest of him.  I put my finger under his chin and raised his head so that he
was looking at my big head, not my little one.

     "As much as I enjoy you playing with my cock, we still need to wash up
and have some dinner.  I don't know about you, but I'm hungry."  As if on
cue, his stomach grumbled, causing us both to laugh.

     "I guess me too," he said.  "Can I wash you?"

     I smiled lovingly at him and said, "I don't think that would be such a
good idea right now.  We're both so new to each other that we would spend
so much time exploring each other's bodies that we'd never actually get
clean or get something to eat."

     He smiled wistfully at me, but shook his head "yes", acknowledging the
truth of what I said.  "I guess you right.  I wait so long for you that it
is hard to keep from touching you."

     "I know what you mean, Ronni.  I just want to hold you, touch you and
never let you go.  But just remember, Love.  This is only one day.  We have
out whole lives ahead of us."

     We proceeded to get washed and rinsed, with only the occasional grope.
Stepping out of the shower, I let Ronni dry me while I dried him.  As a
result, we both had raging hard-ons begging for attention.  Reaching over,
a grasped his, and gave it a few short strokes which caused him to draw a
sharp breath.  I guess he figured turn-about was fair play as he gave my
hard cock a few healthy strokes.  We both reluctantly released our prizes
then headed out naked to the kitchen to feed our growling bellies.  I put
the finishing touches on the salad I had started earlier and made some
sandwiches from some of the deli meats in the fridge, and then we sat side
by side on stools at the counter.  We had a lot of fun trying to feed each
other, but it soon turned into a very romantic meal as we looked into each
other's eyes and saw the blazing love and passion in each.  We really did
feed each other throughout the rest of the meal as two lovers desperately
and hopelessly in love.  It wasn't all serious, however.  There was also a
playfulness underlying everything, manifested by sometimes moving a forkful
of food away from a mouth, open and ready to receive, and by holding a
carrot stick between my lips to offer to Ronni, our lips meeting in a
gentle kiss as he bit on the piece of vegetable sticking out.  All
throughout our meal, my heart swelled with such love for this young man who
had only so recently entered my life.

     After our meal, we washed the few dishes and cleaned up the kitchen.
Ronni, surprisingly, stepped right in to do the dishwashing while I did the
rest of the clean-up.  I don't know of very many boys his age that would do
that chore as willingly as he did.  I'm sure his first motivation was out
of his love for me and wanting to share in this mundane household chore,
but he did an excellent job, showing me that this was not something new to
him.  So I asked, "You did an excellent job with the dishes.  Looks like
you've done this before."

     He turned a somewhat serious face toward me and said, "I do this many
times at home.  My parents work very hard.  Mama cooks our food after
working hard all day, and I know she is tired.  So I wash, and my young
brother and sister dry and put away."

     I pulled him into a sideways hug, kissed the top of his head and said,
"You're a good son, Ronni.  Your parents must be proud of their kids."

     "I do not know that.  It is just what we do in our family.  Other
families do the same."  He then turned back to his work, washed the last
plate, and then emptied the sink, making sure to wipe it out when it had
drained.  This small action actually surprised and impressed me.  Even I
sometimes neglect to wipe everything down when I finish.  But then again,
this young boy-god was full of surprises.

     It was still a bit early for bed, so I asked if he would like to watch
some TV for a while.  His face lit up immediately, and he said, "Yes,
please.  I like to see big TV very much!  We only have small TV at home,
and sometimes get bad picture hard to see."

     "Then, let's go," I replied.  Before I knew it, my arms were once
again filled with Ronni as he all but leaped onto me, wrapping himself
around me in what was now my favorite position.  I walked us over to the
TV, grabbed the remote and went back to the sofa, sitting down carefully as
not to hurt my love.  Ronni untangled himself from me and turned around to
face the TV, planting his firm young butt firmly back against my groin.
Since we were naked, this contact had the expected result, and my cock
sprang to attention, firmly lodged in the top of his crack and the small of
his back.  This caused Ronni to giggle, and he turned his head toward me
and gave me soft kiss on my lips.

     "I think he like me," he said with a cheeky grin.

     "You certainly have the right, Love.  But it's not the only part of
that likes you.  ALL of me likes you...loves you."  I followed this up by
hugging him closer and kissing his so-sexy lips.  He gave me a beautiful
smile, then turned to again face the TV, snuggling back into my chest and
wriggling his hips against my hardness, giggling sexily.

     I let him select the program, and he settled on one of the national
variety shows that are so popular here.  This one was named "Wowwowee", and
we spent the next hour laughing at the antics of the contestants and host.
Ronni would occasionally squirm when he laughed, keeping my cock at full
mast all throughout the program.  I figured that turn-about was fair play,
so I had kept my hands busy, my left gently caressing his chest and puffy
nipples, while my right hand softly stroked his cock, which had hardened
about the same time as mine, and fondling his soft ball sack, gently
rolling his fair-sized balls.  All of this attention caused Ronni to moan
quietly at times in between his laughter at the antics going happening on
the show we were watching.  It wasn't long until I noticed that the head of
his cock was wet with pre-cum, which I used as a natural lube whenever I
stroked him.  It hadn't taken long from when we first sat for my pre-cum to
start oozing, and by the time the show ended, his back was coated with my
slime.  When the show ended, it was almost 10:00PM, so I asked if he was
ready for bed.  For an answer, he turned off the TV with the remote and
turned around in my lap, placing his arms and legs into position.  He then
put his lips on mine, his tongue demanding entrance (which I gladly
accepted), beginning a very passionate kiss.  He pushed his hips forward so
that our hard cocks were pressed together, then started humping and
grinding them together in one of the most erotic ways I could ever imagine,
all the while doing a tonsil search with his tongue.  He broke the kiss,
and looked into my eyes, the love and lust overflowing from his.  "We go to
bed now, " he said.


Once again, I feel that I need to remind you that this story is not just
all about sex.  It's about relationships and love.  I hope you like what
I've done so far and will stay with me `til the end.  If you like what I'm
doing, I'd love to hear from you.  Just send your thoughts to the email
address at the top.  And again, thanks for hanging in there.

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