By boys in the hood.

 

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This story is about a boy who moves to the Philippines with his father. This story will be about the boy learning new things living in Manila.

 

Copyright 2015. Boys in the hood.

 

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**Authors note**

Please understand that I am dyslexic and my only help is the grammar and spelling helper. Please do not abuse me for the way I write. I can't help the way I am.

Thank you

Max.

 

The last chapter ended with:

`Well how about you come to my house and suck my cock until I give you my boy milk." Rodel told Datu. `You are on dude; get it ready for a milking." Datu laughed. We all went to a local pizza place and ordered two large pizzas and we all chipped in what we had to buy the pizzas. I knew that Rizal had some cash on him as dad had paid him for his work.

 

We ate and drank root beer and then we said our goodbyes until next week and rode our bikes home. I was ready to attack Rizal's pecker and give him an awesome head job. He knew what I wanted and in minutes we arrived home and found no one there. Imelda had finished cleaning the house and would not be back for a few hours.

 

We quickly ran into my room and stripped out of our clothes and started to hump.

 

So that ends this chapter for now. Just to let you know that all the food stated in this story is correct at the time of printing. I do try to find the right spellings and saying for all the food that is noted here.

 

Chapter 4 Good days and bad days.

 

The next day it was raining, god the roads were flooding and a ton of water was now flowing into the river. Rizal arrived with his mom and looked like he was about to explode.

 

"Hi Rizal, you don't look so happy today." I asked him. "Oh gee Conner, it's raining and I can't work in the garden." Rizal moaned. "He's unhappy as he won't make any wages today." Imelda said. "Oh Rizal, don't worry about that son." Dad said and told Rizal to sit down.

 

Rizal didn't know that Dad and me are going to start upgrading the house by renewing all the rooms and giving the walls a new coat of paint.

 

`Conner tell Rizal what we are going to do for the next few months." Dad said as he drank his coffee. "Look Rizal, Dad is going to renovate the house and we get to help out and get paid to do it." I replied as I pointed to Rizal and myself.

 

`For real." Rizal yelled. His mom had to calm him down as he was jumping up and down doing a silly dance. `Yes for real and the other thing is that your father is helping out as we found out that your Dad is good on wood work so he will be here on and off while he is not out fishing." I said.

 

"Oh man, we will do a great job on your house." Rizal grinned. Imelda was happy to see that her husband and son were going to work together as Rizal didn't like going on the small fishing trawler as he got seasick.

 

Dad explained what we would be doing first and said that the spare room will be done first as I would need a room to sleep in while work was done in my room. Dad would sleep in the spare room when his bedroom was being fixed up.

 

So I took Rizal to the spare room and showed him what we were going to do first. Dad and Imelda arrived a few minutes later and talked about the colors of the rooms. So the first thing we had to do was to remove the furniture out and then start stripping the old wall paper off the walls.

 

Dad was taking the day off so he went to the tool shed and grabbed some tools and returned to the spare room. He handed us some scrapers and showed us how to strip the wallpaper off. Imelda was busy cleaning up the rest of the house and told us she would have lunch ready for us at 12.00pm.

 

Dad then left to head to the lumber yard to pick out some wood we would need for the new staircase. Rizal's Dad was going to make us a new staircase to the upper floor so he would make that in his house. "Look at this wallpaper; it must be a hundred years old." Rizal said as he scrapped the paper off the wall.

 

"At least it's coming off nicely." I replied while I removed a large section of paper off the wall. We had half the paper off the wall when Dad returned and said we were going a great job. A man we didn't know was standing next to Dad and we found out he was a builder and would be helping out for a few hours a day doing the restorations to the wooden floors and redoing the kitchen and bathroom.

 

Dad left after showing the builder what was needed in the spare room and sorted out the costings for that room. "Time for a break." Imelda said and handed us a cold drink and a snack. We had finished scraping the wall paper off by lunch time and Dad was happy that we didn't scrape the plaster off the walls. Only a few holes were seen and they were there before we scraped the walls.

 

Dad told us to grab the paint remover and handed us some plastic gloves and a face mask and we rubbed the jelly stuff all over the old paint and waited for the chemicals to do their job and after we waited for the paint to peel off the window frames then we used another smaller scraper to remove the paint off the wood.

 

That was it until after lunch. The room had to be aired and then the floor was going to be sanded by the builder. We went to the shed and sorted out the tools we would need for the next job. "Oh man, we have to hit all the nails down." Rizal said seeing the hammer and a small tool that was used to knock the head of the nails into the floor.

 

Yep, we have to make sure that no nails are sticking up or it will damage the sander." I replied. Dad gave us something to sit on and then we started at one end of the room hammering the nails down one by one. We had breaks as our hands were hurting a little but we did finish just before dinner.

 

Dad told us to hit the shower and get cleaned up. Rizal started to wash my back and then went down to my butt cheeks and gave them a good washing. I turned around and showed my hard on that was pointing upwards.

 

"Gee, it looks like I missed a spot." Rizal grinned and soaped up my hard on giving it a few strokes, we didn't have time for a full on squirt as Imelda said that dinner was almost ready. So after I helped to wash Rizal's back and butt we washed the rest of our bodies and then got out of the shower and dried off.

 

"Here Rizal, you can use my clothes as you don't want to put on those dirty clothes." I said as I handed Rizal some of my clothes from my dresser. We dressed and then headed to the kitchen sitting in front of the island table and waited for our dinner to be put in front of us.

 

"Wow, steak and fries." I said seeing the yummy T-bone steak with a mushroom sauce. The fries were cut thinly so they were nice and crunchy. Dad had a beer and we had a soda each. Imelda was busy cleaning up the kitchen while we ate. Rizal always loved to eat in our house as we um well were better off and I knew that Rizal ate different food to us so he loved what we ate.

 

It was time for Rizal and Imelda to leave so we said our goodbyes and we waved to one another as Rizal and his mom got into their old car and headed down the street. "Well son, you two sure did a great job today so tomorrow Rizal's father will be here to measure up the new staircase and I want all the tools checked out to see what works and what doesn't." Dad said.

 

"Ok Dad, what do you want me to do with the tools that are no good." I asked him. "See if Rizal's father can fix them or if he wants them." Dad replied. My uncle had bought a lot of tools but didn't use them much so they didn't get any oiling or maintance so they just hung on the walls.

 

We had to finish off painting the fence since it rained yesterday. Dad was having a party on the weekend so we would be busy tomorrow. I went to bed and soon fell asleep after a long day working in the spare room. In the morning Imelda was busy cooking us our breakfast. Dad was dressed ready to head to work.

 

"Conner, get your butt down here son, Imelda is waiting for you." Dad yelled out. "I'm coming Dad, my zipper is stuck." I shouted back. Shit, I had caught my T-shirt in my zipper and was trying to sort it out.

 

"I'm here dad." I said when I arrived in the kitchen. `Good, make sure that the fence is finished as the B.B.Q is on this Sunday and its Friday so you two better get your hands moving." Dad said. As we ate breakfast an old truck arrived out the front of the house and I saw Rizal and his Dad walk to the front of the house. Both were dressed in their work clothes.

 

"Mr. Summers, my husband will start measuring up the staircase and will sort out the tools you don't want anymore." Imelda said and quickly said something to both her husband and son before washing up the dishes. Rizal told me later on that his mom told him and his Dad to behave and do what my Dad asked of them.

 

We went outside and grabbed the cans of paint and brushes and then took them to the back of the garden. I had a look at most of the tools and found that most needed a good oiling and some were damaged and needed to be trashed.

 

Rizal's Dad grabbed the oil and started to work on the tools. He sharpened what tools needed sharpening and checked out the power tools and said only one was beyond repair and said he would take it home for spare parts.

 

`Right my boyfriend, let's get a move on and finish painting the fence." I said and walked to the back fence. We had about an hour's work left to paint so we did it before the day heated up. "My Father is happy to be here as the fishing has been down and not many fish being caught so he is happy to be here to make your staircase." Rizal grinned.

 

"I am happy that Dad asked him to do the work, your mom told my Dad that he is good on the tools." I replied. "Hey, you missed a spot." Rizal said seeing me zooming the paint roller past his side of the fence. "Oops, I better watch out where I am painting then." I grinned and finished painting that part of the fence.

 

Imelda arrived just as we finished painting and handed us a cool drink and a snack. "You have done great job boys; now sit down and enjoy your snacks." Imelda grinned. We ate our snack and gulped down our sodas and then packed up the painting gear and washed the brushes placing them in the now clean shed.

 

The builder was busy in the spare room using the machine to clean the floorboards in that room. Dad said he would have carpet put down and the floor needed to be flat with no nails sticking up. "Let's go and see how your Dad is going with the staircase." I said to Rizal.

 

Mr. Emantle was busy measuring the steps and writing down the sizes of the boards and other parts of the stairs. "Son, have you finished your work." Rizal's dad asked him in his native tongue. I was trying to work out what they were saying but never could understand their language.

 

"So what are we going to do now?" Rizal asked me. "We are going for a swim." I replied. "Cool." Rizal said and we took off to my room and changed into our speedos. I loved the way Rizal filled out his swimsuit and you could see his yummy package poking his speedos.

 

His dad gave him a quick look over seeing that Rizal didn't wear speedos around his house and chuckled seeng his boy pouch bulging his speedos. Then he looked at me and said that we looked good in our tiny swim suits. My pecker was poking out a little and you could see my knob sticking my speedos out.

 

"Oops, we better get a move on." I giggled and covered my groin with my hand and walked down the stairs with Rizal in front of me. I knew that Rizal's Dad was just having fun with us boys and was not into boys so we continued to the pool and jumped in feeling the cool water on our skin.

 

Mr. Emantle came out and told me he had all the measurements for the new staircase and would tell my Dad what the sizes of wood he would need to use. I thanked him for sorting out the tools and for coming over to sort the staircase and would tell my Dad to see him at lunch time and sort out the details.

 

I grabbed my cellphone and called Dad telling him to go and see Rizal's Dad when he had his lunch break so that the wood could be sorted out. He said he would get his driver to pick up the paperwork as he was busy but would sort the wood out and have it sent to Mr. Emantle' house.

 

Just as Mr. Emantle was about to leave Rizal told him what my Dad had said and would wait for the driver to come over and pick up the paperwork. He left and we continued to play in the pool splashing one another until it was time for lunch.

 

"Boys, please sit under the umbrella as I have your lunch." Imelda said and handed us a plate of sandwiches and a cool drink. Rizal was busy chewing into his sandwich when a slice of tomato dropped right onto his groin.

 

"Dam, my tomato is trying to eat my pecker." Rizal chuckled. "No-way dude, we better take care of that." I replied and went down on Rizal's crotch and grabbed the slice of tomato with my teeth and rubbed my nose over his boy lump. Imelda was busy in the laundry room so she would have not seen me going down on Rizal's lump.

 

"Oh fuck, get off me before I squirt inside these speedos." Rizal moaned. "Please do Rizal; I will clean it with my tongue afterwards." I giggled. "Oh you are a dirty little boy." Rizal chuckled and finished eating his sandwich. Our builder came out to tell me that he has finished sanding the floor and would tell the carpet people to come and lay the new carpet.

 

"Good, now when the carpet is down we can decorate the room." I told my sweet prince. Dad had bought the paint for the spare room and we had to start doing the edges of the room and then Dad will finish painting. "So we better get out and dry off and then go grab the paint." I told Rizal.

 

So after putting on our work clothes we entered the big shed and grabbed what we needed. We found a ground sheet that covered the floor so that we didn't get any paint on the floor and then used a ladder to start painting the walls.

 

`Watch out Rizal, you will get paint on yourself." I said seeing how Rizal was slopping paint in the corners of the wall. `Oops, didn't see how much paint I had on the brush." Rizal giggled. A drop of white paint landed on Rizal's nose and it dripped off the end and fell to the floor.

 

`Oh gee Rizal, we have to put a bib on you dude." I sniggered and wiped the drop of paint off my love's nose and then continued to paint the edges of the walls. We had finished by the time Dad returned and we didn't notice him coming home. He quickly dressed in his overalls and started to use the roller spreading the white paint all over the big walls.

 

"You boys have done a great job, but now it's my time to do some work so go wash up and relax before dinner." Dad said. "Ok dad." I said and we took off to the shed and cleaned our brushes and then undressed to our boxer briefs and headed to the mud room and washed ourselves.

 

"My Rizal, you are starting to grow a bush down there." I said pointing to Rizal's blonde pubes above his pecker. "My pubes started growing a few days ago Conner." Rizal grinned. I washed my pecker while I watched my love wash his boy cock and he made sure to soap his helmet giving it a few strokes before washing his little ball sack.

 

"I can't wait until we have the B.B.Q, Dad has bought a lot of meat and has a pig that will be spit roasted." I told my boyfriend. "Wow, we will make sure that it is well covered in spices and herbs." Rizal grinned. He said he would make the seasonings for the pig so that it would taste good.

 

We finished showering and dressed in clean clothes. Imelda was almost done cooking us dinner and Dad appeared 20 minutes later dressed in his shorts and shirt ready to eat. "Well Imelda, are you ready for our B.B.Q on Sunday." Dad asked her.

 

"Yes Mr. Summers, I will have the salads ready and will bring them over on Sunday after church." She replied. "Did you have enough money to buy all the supplies?" Dad asked. "Yes, we had enough to buy all the salads and for some yummy bread that everyone will enjoy." Imelda replied.

 

"Oh gosh, I forgot about the bread." Dad gasped. "I have it all sorted out Mr. Summers, as long as you have the meat sorted out we will have the rest ready for you all." Imelda grinned. Dad had bought enough beer and some sprits and as well as a shitload of sodas.

 

A local ice man would deliver some ice for the coolers and bring them in the morning so we could chill all the beer and other drinks. So it was all sorted out.

 

Sunday arrived and we were up early getting the tables and chairs sorted out that were delivered from the party supply shop. They had also sent over the ice coolers and other things we needed for the B.B.Q. Dad found a huge grill in the shed and Mr. Emantle had made the spit for the pig and we had coals ready to cook the pig.

 

Rizal had made the special mixture that covered the pig and we got the fire going as it would take a few hours to cook the pig. It was 7am when we started so by the time the guests arrived we would have had most of the meat cooking.

 

"Conner, go check the street to see if the iceman is coming." Dad asked me. Just as I got to the front door the local iceman was dropping off the huge bags of ice. "Can you bring them to the back yard please?" I asked the man. He had a push trolley filled with ice that sat in foam boxes.

 

Dad paid the man and both of them filled the ice chests and then I grabbed the boxes of drinks and started to fill them with cans of sodas and the beer. We had just finished when we heard the bells ringing from all the churches that were close by to us. "Well our guests will be here soon son so we better get dressed." Dad grinned and thanked me for helping out.

 

We had two huge marques set up so that the food could be placed inside them and the drinks were placed in the other marque. Imelda and her family arrived and boy did they all dress up nicely. All in new clothing and my love was dressed up in a white shirt and long black pants. He even had a tie on and I asked his mom if it was ok for him to remove it as it was hot outside.

 

15 minutes later all of dad's workers arrived all dressed in their Sunday clothing and mingled around grabbing a drink from the coolers. We had wine for the ladies and beer for the men. Dad did ask what most of them drank so he had sorted out enough drinks for everyone.

 

"Wow, you sure have been busy Conner; this is an awesome B.B.Q to attend." Rizal grinned as he gave me a hug. Imelda and her husband had sorted out the salads and chatted to dad while we waited for the guests to arrive. Rizal checked the pig and said it needed a basting of the herb dressing and started to wipe the dressings over the pig.

 

When he was satisfied that the pig was well covered he grabbed a coke and gulped it down. "Rizal, sip it my son." His mom said to him. I knew he was thirsty and I told him to relax. Dad was busy chatting to his guests making sure that everyone had a drink.

 

Then the pig was ready to be cut up and Dad asked Mr. Emantle to carve the pig. Dad was now checking the steaks and other meat he was cooking and told everyone to dig in and grab something to eat.

 

We had kids running all over the back yard and a few wanted to swim in the pool. Dad told his guests to bring their suits and use the pool when we had finished eating. A few boys were checking us out while they ate and licked their lips seeing us standing by the B.B.Q pit.

 

"I don't know any of these kids Rizal, do you know any of them." I asked him. He said only knew two of them and they attended his school. The food went down like a treat and everyone said that the pig was nice and tasty and had a great dressing on the top. A great Philippine treat. I told everyone that Rizal had made the dressing and he was rewarded with the guests clapping for him.

 

Then after the food was eaten and the leftovers sorted out we opened the pool and in minutes we had naked kids running into the pool. It was mainly the little kids who didn't bother getting into their suits. Boys and girls aged around 5 to 7 walked into the shallow end of the pool and started to splash one another.

 

After they had finished the rest of us got into the pool. Rizal and I got into our speedos and joined the others in the pool. two boys wearing black shorts came towards us and tried to grab our boy bits.

 

"Oh no you don't." I said wiggling my fingers to the two boys. They moved back and swam together like sharks swimming around us. Dad asked if we were having fun and told him we were. The little kids sure enjoyed swimming in the pool and a few of them were boys and you could see that they still had their tiny foreskins still attached to their peckers.

 

Rizal told me they would get the chop when they were 9 or ten years old. A few girls tried to grab the smaller boy's peckers and they told them off and said not to touch their dinks. As I could not understand much of what was being said Rizal would inform me if he heard something I wanted to hear.

 

Then out of the blue a hand was attached to my pecker and it wasn't Rizal handling me but a boy aged around 8 years old pinching the tip of my knob through my speedos. He had a huge grin on his face while he squeezed my pecker. "Rizal, help me, this tyke is trying to get to my pecker." I said and gave out a groan.

 

Rizal asked the boy what he was doing to me and spoke in their native tongue and the little boy replied that he liked seeing my cut knob and wanted to see how it felt in his fingers and then gave me another grasp of my pecker.

 

`Tell him to go and play with his own pecker." I told Rizal. The boy then stood up and pulled his undies down and said "No cut, no cut. See." The boy said in his best English pointing to his foreskin.

 

Rizal ended up telling me he liked my circumcised penis and could not wait to be cut like me. I knelt down in the water so that no one could see what I was going to do. Then I undid the strings and opened my speedos and grabbed the boys hand and shoved it into my speedos and told Rizal to tell the boy to have some fun with my penis.

 

The boy's eyes opened wide and quickly pulled on the end of my knob and gave it a slight squeeze. He touched my balls and said they were big. Rizal also opened his speedos and said to the boy to put his other hand down his speedos and feel his pecker.

 

So here we were kneeling in the deep water while a tyke fiddled with our peckers squeezing them and feeling our shafts. I was almost cuming when the boy's mother yelled that he needed to get out of the water as his parents were getting ready to leave.

 

"Thank you." He said and removed his hands out of our speedos and ran out of the pool and boy was he sporting a little boner. He giggled when his undies fell down and his mom quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped his brown bubble butt.

 

As the party started to end a few more people started to leave and soon only Rizal's parents were left. They started to clean up so Rizal, my Dad and myself began to pack up what drinks were not opened and placed them into a plastic box. The ice was poured into the pool and all the food that was not eaten was packed into containers.

 

Some of the pig was still on the spit and Dad cut it in half and handed one half to Imelda and told her to take what salads were left over. She said she would take a few containers and loaded up on the potato salad, the coleslaw and some of the local salads that they normally ate.

 

Dad thanked everyone for their help and then Rizal said he was staying over for the night as he asked my Dad and his mom if he could stay over so that we could have an early start redecorating the spare room as I had to move my stuff into the spare room tomorrow.

 

`Oh so you went behind my back Rizal, so you better start by getting those utensils and bring them to the kitchen." I stated. Dad chuckled as I ordered Rizal around until Dad said for me to stop mucking around and help Rizal with the cleanup.

 

There was not much to do as Imelda and her husband had cleaned up the back yard and took down the marques and folded them up. We only had what cooking utensils that were used to cook the steaks on the B.B.Q. Dad would clean the gas plates tomorrow so we went inside and washed what needed washing and then sat down to watch the T.V. for a few hours.

 

Rizal had made us a light dinner and we used what roasted pig we had left over. He used a fork to tease the meat apart and then heated up some gravy he made for the pig and added some of the left over salads we had in the fridge and plied it onto a huge plate. We had some garlic bread reheated and soon we had a nice dinner to enjoy thanks Rizal. Then we just chilled out and had a chat to dad about the house and the bank and how we would be living here with new friends and going to a new school.

"Boys, I'm going to bed, it's been a long day so don't stay up too late." Dad yawned. "Ok Dad, we will clean up and then head to bed." I replied. So we washed our plates and cups and returned to my room where we undressed and hopped into my bed. It would be a while before I would return to my room as it sure needed a lot of work done in there as it was bigger than the spare room.

 

"It's time to sleep my baby boy; I don't think I can even kiss you good night." I moaned. `Oh gee Conner, let me kiss you and then you can cuddle my big brown butt." Rizal chuckled and kissed me on the lips and then turned the light off and cuddled up next to me.

 

I was out like a light and woke up next to my sweet prince seeing him breathing deeply and his eyes were rolling around until I sneezed and that woke my sleeping prince. "Good morning baby boy, sleep well." I asked him. "I was until someone sneezed into my ear." Rizal said and then got up and kissed me on the lips.

 

"I was checking your eyes; they were rolling all over the place." I told him. "Oh that, yeah, when I am having a nice dream my eyes flutter and roll around, mom told me when I was little I would rolls my eyes while I slept in her arms." Rizal grinned.

 

Dad was awake early as he had to clean up the B.,B.Q before he left for work. Imelda had just arrived and was about to start cooking our breakfast. "Oh, look who just got out of bed, two near naked boys." Imelda giggled seeing us walking into the kitchen just in our undies.

 

"Um boys, maybe you need to return to your room and get dressed." Dad said and he pointed to our undies. "Oh shit, Rizal, why didn't you tell me we were just in our undies." I asked him. `Don't know, just followed you here." Rizal said and gave a big yawn.

 

So we quickly got dressed and then ate breakfast. Dad took off after we ate and we took off to my room and moved the bed and dressers into the spare room. The carpet was in place on Saturday so we checked to make sure that I could move in. Dad said it was cool and then we started removing the wall paper off my walls.

 

It took longer to remove the old wall paper as it was not as easy as the guest room was and we had to scrape a lot harder to get it off the walls. We found a repair patch on the wall and it didn't look good so I called Dad and told him what we found.

 

`Right son, gently remove the old plaster and put it in a container and then put it in the skip." Dad told us. The wall was in a worse condition and the only thing hold the plaster together was the wall paper. Rizal moved the ladder so that we could both grab the half sheet of plaster and placed it onto the floor.

 

Just then our builder arrived and told us that he would take over as it was going to be a tuff job to do. So he checked the wall and removed some more plaster and told me the wall needed replacing and would take a day or so to fix it.

 

So we changed tactics and lifted up the old carpet and found a few of the wooden slats were broken so they needed to be replaced. `Wow, you room is in a right mess." Rizal announced. "Yep, lucky we didn't fall through the floor when you were pounding me." I giggled.

 

"I have not pounded you Conner, just kissed and sucked.' Rizal replied. The builder was outside talking to Dad so he didn't hear us talking about our romps in my room. `Looks like I have to bring another worker to help me out and your father said to stop what you are doing and go work in the garden." Our builder said.

 

"Ok, we will be outside if you need anything." I told him and we left for the back yard and pulled out some weeds and potted around the vegie patch. We had to leave as I had a swim meet at 11 am and it was now 10.30 so I grabbed my swim bag and told Rizal to do the same and then we took off to the pool. Imelda was going to keep an eye on the builder and Dad would be there just around lunch time to see what was wrong with my room.

 

The ride was quick to the pool and soon we were inside the locker room and changed into our speedos. Rizal took off to see some friends in the public area of the pool while I went to see coach. The other boys were just getting into their suits and then sat down as coach began to talk to us about our strengths and weakness on all of our strokes.

 

He showed us how he wanted us to use a tighter stroke on our free style stroke and showed us how to do it. Then we jumped into the pool and began our strokes. Christen was getting a lot closer to me and I was pushing myself hard to stay in the front and after my final lap I touched the tiles on the end of the pool and won by 5 seconds. God Christian was getting better and faster so I had to watch out for him.

 

The other boys were also getting better by ticking off a few seconds on their times. We continued swimming until the coach told us that our time was up. "Gee Christen, you are getting closer to my butt dude, your times are getting quicker." I told him when we got out of the pool.

 

"Yeah, it's the climate, it sure was hot when we first arrived but now I am getting used to the weather here." Christian grinned. We took off to the public side of the pool and had fun with the rest of our team. We had a float ball and we passed it around trying to keep it off one of our members.

 

Then after an hour of fun we all returned to the locker room and undressed and headed to the showers. Arvin was checking out Christian's older brother's pecker while he washed his boy goods. I was standing next to Rizal and he was checking out Christian's boy goods and gave me a wink.

 

Rodel was busy soaping his pecker and grinned while he was spotted playing with himself. Datu was also doing extra work washing his cut member and said he was making sure it was well washed just in case a doctor has to have a look down there.

 

All of us boys were eyeing one another off and if we stayed in the shower room any longer a few of us would have jacked off by the sights of boys washing their boy goods. So I took off and dressed and Rizal followed me seeing how I was about to bone up.

 

After we had dressed we left the pool and took off home. Rizal wanted me to see his house as I have never seen where he lived and I was wondering when he was going to ask me to see where his house was.

 

So we quickly stopped at a drink vender and grabbed a coconut drink. It was cool and refreshing and only a few coins would buy you one. Then we rode our bikes to Rizal's house. I was going to be surprised seeing where my love lived.

 

"This is my house Conner; it's been in the family for a hundred years." Rizal said as we stopped in front of a ramshackle of a house. Yes it was old; it was made of wood and had a tin roof. The garden was tidy and I could see where Rizal learned how to keep a garden clean and tidy.

 

It was a small house, one story with an old truck on bricks. The walls were in need of painting and there was no air-con in the house. All the windows were open and boy was it hot inside. I was trying not to cry my eyes out seeing where my love lived in.

 

Imelda was there and spotted me standing next to Rizal and she quickly asked why Rizal brought me to his house. She was embarrassed about the way they lived and was unhappy that I saw the way the house was in.

 

"Imelda, please don't tell Rizal off for bring me here, I would end up finding where you lived and I don't care how it looks, you have done well to try and bring the house to a livable standard and I am going to help in any way to help you all out." I stated.

 

I was going to tell dad to buy an air con unit for the house. I would use my personal money to buy one if I have to. Rizal showed me his room and boy was it small. The bed that Dad gave to Rizal's parents was now in Rizal's room. There was a ratty looking dresser that was going to split apart of you banged on it.

 

"Rizal, I have to help you, you need a few things that will help you and I don't want to hear no, do you understand." I told Rizal. He just looked at me and had a tear fall from his eyes. Imelda was watching us while I stood in Rizal's room.

 

I knew they were a poor family and had needs but what I was living in and what I saw in Rizal's house made me try to better Rizal and his family. There was a market place just a few miles away from Rizal's house and they sold goods like beds and dressers and stuff like that. I rang my Dad and told him to drive to the address where Rizal's parent's house was and told him to bring $200 of my pocket money right away.

 

I waited for dad to arrive and he was not happy to be brought out of his bank but I told him that I needed to see him right now. "Dad, before you get mad at me I want to help Rizal and his parents and I want to buy them some furniture as Rizal needs a new dresser and the kitchen table needs to be replaced and I will pay for a new or secondhand air-con unit for the house." I said quickly.

 

Dad looked at me and then to the house and that was then I broke down and was bawling my eyes out. I was in a mess and Dad cuddled me trying to get me to stop crying. I was sobbing and moaning and I felt Rizal's hand on my chest.

 

I stopped crying and Imelda was trying to calm me down saying this is how the poor people live and they were used to it. "Dad, there is a market place just a few miles down the road, can we please go there and buy some furniture there please." I asked Dad. Mr. Emantle was out the back and was working on our new staircase.

 

He asked what was going on seeing me in a mess. He was a proud man and knew I was upset seeing how they lived but surrendered when I said I wanted to buy them some new goods for the house. Dad was happy to see that I was trying my best to better Rizal's family and forgave me for dragging him out of the bank.

 

"Mr. Emantle please get your truck and follow us to the markets please." Dad said. We jumped into my Dad's car and the driver took us to the markets. It was like a Sunday market where you sold your unwanted goods and sold your goods for a quick sell.

 

"This is the markets Conner; it's a big place and has loads of stuff here." Rizal said. He had a big grin on his face as he has only been to the markets once or twice a year and today we were there to buy him some better furniture.

 

"Mr. Summers, I suggest that I come with you as I know a few of the sellers here and I can get a better deal for you. Jack our driver said. Dad nodded his head saying that was a good idea as we were the only whites at the markets and would up the price they were asking for the goods they were selling. Mr. Emantle stood next to Jack and we all started to walk around the markets checking out the furniture there.

 

`Rizal, if you see something that you like tell me please, ok." I told my love. He nodded his head and grabbed his Dad's hand and gave him a big smile. The first thing we found was a dresser that was near new. It had all the knobs on the draws and just needed painting.

 

I asked Rizal if that one was good for his room and said it was. Jack found the seller and got the man to sell it for half the price he was asking. Mr. Emantle put it onto the truck and tied it off. There was a man who would look after the truck as he knew Jack and would keep an eye on the goods we put on the truck.

 

Next we found a new kitchen table that would fit in the house and Jack paid for it by a third of the price. Some new chairs were bought for the kitchen table and it ended looking nice together. Then we found the electrical area and Rizal said that T.V's, fridges, air-con units and other electrical goods could be bought.

 

This area was much better than the older side of the markets and you could find goods that were in great order. I picked out the best looking air-con unit and asked Mr. Emantle if this unit would work in his house.

 

`Oh yes, that would easily fit into the house, just need to open a hole in the wall and fit it." Rizal's dad replied. "Good, dad that is the one I want to buy for the family." I said and handed over a hundred dollar bill.

 

`No son, this is on me, you have opened my eyes and I know you are doing you best to better Rizal's family so just chill out while we work out the price for this unit." Dad told me. Jack got 40 percent off the new unit and it cost only $80 and that was a lot in the Philippines.

 

So after we had checked out all the things we needed we took off back to Rizal's house and Imelda was outside crying her eyes out seeing the truck filled with new and near new goods. It only cost Dad about $250 but that was enough to buy a lot of goods at the markets.

 

I wanted to make sure that Rizal had some new furniture in his room and the first thing was the old mattress and that was taken out of the room and dumped into the truck. Then we replaced it with a new mattress. The dresser was next and it fell apart as soon as we lifted it off the floor.

 

"Oh my lord Rizal, you should have told me the dresser was falling apart." Imelda groaned. "I'm sorry mom, I knew it was bad but we didn't have any money to buy a new one so I put up with it." Rizal replied. "Son, we are going to do what we can, it might take some time but you and your family will soon see changes in your house." Dad said and wiggled his finger towards Imelda.

 

The new dresser was quickly filled with what clothes Rizal had and the clothes I gave him. A new curtain was put up and we had a rug on the floor so that Rizal had a soft touch on his floor. Next the old kitchen table was removed and dumped onto the truck and we put the new table in with four new wooden chairs.

 

"Oh lord, this is wonderful." Imelda said. "I knew you would like it Imelda. I picked it out for you." I said and gave her a cheesy grin. She loved it and said the chairs were nice to sit on. We bought some new kitchen utensils that Imelda could use and then the big air-con unit was placed next to the wooden wall and Rizal's Dad and my Dad had sorted out how to install it and after half an hour the air-con was blowing cold air around the house.

 

"Now Imelda, how about you cook us something here as we are here and it mess us all up if we went back to my house." Dad asked. Imelda said she would do that and quickly grabbed her house keys and took off to the food market just a mile away and grabbed what she would need to make us dinner.

 

"Conner, give this to the driver and ask him to get me some beers." Dad said. I went to the driver and told him what Dad asked and then he took off to the local store and grabbed a case of beer and returned ten minutes later. Dad told Jack that he could leave now as we would catch a taxi to our house.

 

Jack left and Rizal was busy sorting out his stuff in his bed room. Mr. Emantle showed me and Dad what he had made so far on the new staircase and showed us how he made the steps and boy did they look good. He said it would take about two weeks to finish the job and would install it after he has made all the pieces.

 

Imelda returned and shrieked feeling the cold air that was now flowing around the house. The windows were now closed and the doors to the front and back now closed and the house was getting cooler for the first time ever.

 

Electricity was cheap so it would not cost much to run the air-con unit and Rizal was now feeling more comfortable not having to sit by the window to keep cool. Dad showed how to set the temp and reduced it so it was more comfortable in the house.

 

The smell of peanut butter was now filling the kitchen, then the smell of sliced beef being cooked and the last smell that hit my face was garlic rice. We would be eating satay beef with fried garlic rice and garlic bread that Imelda had made.

 

Dad was impressed with the new staircase and said it would look great when installed. Mr. Emantle was known for making things out of wood but didn't have enough money to make my love a dresser but now Rizal was happy with his new furniture.

 

We ate well that night sitting at the new table, enjoying our satay beefand boy was it good. Dad allowed us to have a small drink of beer. Imelda made us a peach and apple pie and Dad loved it. So after we had eaten Dad said we had to leave and sort out a few things at home. Imelda and her husband thanked us for all the goods we bought them and said that the air cooler was a godsend.

 

"Conner, I will see you tomorrow and we will do a lot of work around your house." Rizal said and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Imelda also kissed me and Dad and thanked us for what we did for them all.

 

The taxi arrived and it didn't take that long to get home. It was raining so we decided not to walk home and grab a cab instead. "You know son, I am proud of you and what you did for Rizal and his family, I knew they were poor but seeing the dresser that Rizal was using choked me up and now he has a dresser that he can use to keep his clothes in." Dad grinned and gave me a hug.

 

"It was you that helped them Dad, I was going to use my pocket money to get him a dresser but when I looked around the house I was gob smacked seeing what they had there and I knew they needed some help." I said and balled my eyes out again.

 

"It's how things work in different countries Conner, we had a nice house back home and loads of nice shops to go in and the roads are way better than what they are here but we had to move here so that we could keep the bank." Dad told me.

 

"I know Dad, it was hard on both of us but we have settled down and will make the best of it." I replied. Dad went to see how my room looked and said the room needed a good clean up and that all the walls would be torn down and replaced with a new wall. Somehow the rain had made the plaster weaker and there was a small hole in the roof so Dad would get that fixed so that the rain would not do any more damage to my room.

 

That night I hugged my pillow and said a prayer for Rizal and his family and asked that god would give them a better life. In the morning I woke up feeling someone cuddling next to me. It was Rizal and he came early and Dad said he should wake me up as I had overslept.

 

"Good morning sleepyhead." Rizal said and gave me a kiss on the lips. I tasted his toothpaste lips and they were minty. `Good morning my sweet prince." I replied. I had dragon's breath and I knew it. Garlic always does that to me. "You better get up and out of bed or your Dad will get my mom to drag your naked butt to the kitchen for breakfast.' Rizal grinned.

 

I got out of bed and grabbed my undies and shorts and ran into the bathroom for a pee and a quick wash. Then I grabbed my T-shirt and walked into the kitchen as my Dad was about to leave for work. `About time you got out of bed." Dad said and waved to me while he walked to the front door.

 

Imelda had finished cooking me some eggs and hash browns and placed it in front of me and asked if I wanted juice or coffee to drink. I asked for juice and in seconds I had a tall glass of O.J with ice and a straw in the glass.

 

Rizal was busy sorting out the trash and would put it in the trash can outside as the trash truck was coming to pick it up today. I finished eating and thanked Imelda for making me my breakfast and then took off to my now naked bedroom and we banged all the nails down on the floor boards so that the carpet would not be damaged.

 

The builder was coming to rebuild the walls and then replace the roof tiles that were broken in the last big storm that hit the area so the walls were not going to degenerate like they have already. We worked together so that no one was in the way. Then we moved to the garden to check what vegies have grown and we picked some onions and bell peppers and placed them into our vegie basket.

 

"Wow, what a crop Rizal, you are one heck of a gardener." I said and patted Rizal on the back. `Yeah, I have to grow all of our vegies in our garden and have been going that for 4 years now." Rizal replied.

 

"Well, let's get these baskets into the kitchen and wash them and then put them into the storeroom." I said. After we had done that both of us boys went to my spare room for a quickie. A hand job was the only way of getting off due to we had two workers just a few feet away and we could not be found jerking off by our builder.

 

I grabbed the baby oil and squirted some on my knob and then handed the bottle to Rizal and he also covered his helmet and we both then grabbed one another's pecker and began to stroke each other off. "Oh gee, you feel so hard Conner; it looks like you have grown a bit down there." Rizal said as his fingers moved up and down my shaft.

 

"Yes, you have also grown a bit since I first met you Rizal, your nuts have dropped a lot." I gasped while I rubbed Rizal's helmet. It didn't take us long to shoot our loads and we cummed on each other's peckers and used that as lube to bring us to another drier cum.

 

I grabbed a wet cloth and cleaned my pecker while Rizal cleaned his pecker with another wet cloth and we then pulled our shorts up and washed the face cloths and hung them up ready for another use. We checked out the new plasterwork in my room and it looked so much better now.

 

"Hi boys, the walls will be ready tomorrow for you to paint so nothing much for you to do here." The builder told us. So we decided to go for a ride on our bikes and Rizal would point out things as we rode around the area.

 

We stopped at one of the rivers that flowed nearby us. In the river was a bunch of naked brown skinned kids splashing one another and just having fun. A few of the boys knew Rizal and asked him to join them in the river.

 

"Not now, just riding my bike with my friend." Rizal said in his native tongue. He told me later on what he said to the boys. I did tell him if he wanted to go for a swim then to do so as I would wait for him but told him I was not going to go naked in the river.

 

I was not embarrassed about it but I felt out of place being the only white boy naked in the river and would stick out like a sore thumb. So we continued to ride our bikes and ended up in the center of the town and stopped at a K.F.C and had a snack there.

 

"Wow, this is yummy." I said when I bit into my chicken nuggets. "These are only made in the Philippines, I don't know why but everyone orders these spicy nuggets and a lot of people loving them." Rizal replied.

 

The chicken bites had a tangy taste to them and I learned that lime juice was used in the making of the batter on the nuggets. We finished our snacks and then rode on seeing more of the town that will be called my home.

 

It was time to head home and we rode our bikes quickly back to my house and then checked on the progress on my bedroom. The window was replaced as it was warped and that was due to the leak in the roof.

 

"Well, how about we go for a swim Rizal." I asked him. "Sounds cool to me!" Rizal joked. So after a quick change into our speeds we took off to the pool and relaxed in the cool water. Imelda arrived for her afternoon shift and found us swimming in the pool.

 

"Rizal, are you done with your chores." His mom asked in her best English. `Yes mom, all done." He replied. "Ok, your father needs you to go and help him with the staircase he is making for Mr. Summers so get a move on." Imelda announced.

 

"Got to go Conner, I will see you tomorrow." Rizal said and quickly changed back into his dry clothes. Imelda apologized for sending my love home but she explained that her husband needed an extra hand for a few hours.

 

"Ok Imelda, I'll just chill out in my room until dad gets home." I replied and gave a grunt like sound as I passed Imelda. I was a little annoyed but knew that Rizal was the help and I felt annoyed that he was sent away from me.

 

Dad asked me what was wrong with me when we ate dinner. I was not looking at Imelda while she served us our meal. I just gave a grunt like reply and said I would explain later on.

 

Later on when Imelda left Dad again asked me why I was in a grumpy mood. I explained that Rizal was told to head home after we were swimming in the pool. I said he did his chores and we finished what we could in my new bedroom and then told Dad that Imelda sent Rizal home to help his Dad with the new staircase that was being built there.

 

`Son, I know you like Rizal and he is now part of the family but he has a family as well and he has to do what his parents ask of him so at times he won't be around to hang out with you." Dad explained to me.

 

"I know Dad but we were having fun in the pool and Rizal was not happy about leaving me." I whined. "Ok son, just relax, I will have a talk to Imelda." Dad said and we finished our chat and I went to the living room and chilled out there while Dad finished doing his paperwork.

 

In the morning I was told to get dressed and ride my bike to Rizal's house and to do what I was asked there. Dad gave me a pair of new work clothes and said I would have breakfast at Rizal's house. I took off and rode my bike to Rizal's house and arrived 10 minutes later seeing Rizal and his father working on our new staircase.

 

"Conner, welcome to my house, grab yourself some breakfast and then join us, ok." Rizal said to me. I found Imelda in the kitchen and she told me to sit down and eat some breakfast. That is all she said so I ate what was on the plate and then was told to head outside and join Rizal and his Dad out the front of the house.

 

"Now Conner, today you will be helping us to build your staircase and your Dad said that if you do well I could sleep over with you tonight." Rizal grinned. My heart started to jump all over the place, yes my love in my arms tonight.

 

"So what do I do first then?" I asked. Mr. Emantle showed me how to sand the steps so that they would fit into the slats of the main staircase. There were over 30 steps to sand and by the end my hands were sore but I continued to help out knowing that my prince was coming over to sleep with me tonight.

 

We stopped for lunch and had a nice salad with some pork slices and it tasted so yummy. After lunch Mr. Emantle said we boys had a chore that needed doing and Rizal showed me his the vegetable patch he was looking after and said we needed to weed the area and pick what vegies that needed removing.

 

Time sure flew when doing something constructive and when it was time to leave Imelda said that Rizal would be sleeping over with me and said that Rizal's dad would drop off the bikes as Imelda had to drive to our house to make us dinner.

 

When we arrived home Dad was sitting at the table with a grin on his face. "Well son, how was your day." He asked me. "It was a long hard day Dad; boy my arms are so sore." I complained. Imelda chuckled and my Dad put me out of my misery and said that I should have learned how people live and work and he asked me if I learned anything today.

 

"Yes Dad; and that is not to complain about a stupid thing like Rizal having to head home as he was needed there and now I know I should not be a grump when my friend has a chore to do." I replied. Dad grinned and gave me a hug and said that the reward was that Rizal would be sleeping over with me tonight.

 

It did open my eyes seeing how Rizal was needed at times to help out his family with chores and helping out building things that would help out our family so I felt like a heel with my moaning yesterday. Now that I had worked out what family life means in the Philippines I started to understand what Dad made me do today. Life is not just hanging out with friends and that sometime we had things to do that would affect our lives.

 

So we ate as a family again with happy moods and a smile on our faces. Imelda had cooked us a nice baked dinner and we had a leg of lamb with all the trimmings. I thanked Imelda for her wonderful dinner and said it was the best ever leg of lamb I had ever eaten.

 

I knew that Rizal's family could not afford a leg of lamb as it was expensive to buy for a family like Rizal's so I said to Imelda to take the rest of the leg home as we sure had our fill. Dad was happy that I said that to Imelda and we watched our cook pack the rest of the meat and the vegies that were grown in our back yard and placed it in the fridge so it kept fresh before she finished cleaning up the kitchen.

 

"Rizal, behave and be a good boy for Mr. Summers." Imelda said and gave her son a kiss on each cheek. "OH and this is for you Conner." Imelda grinned and attacked my face with a ton of kisses. Dad was howling his head off seeing me being attacked by a weird looking cook.

 

`Oh Imelda, you better stop or Conner face will be blushing all night long." Dad sniggered. I was released and set free for now and moved away from the table. We watched our cook leave by the front door with her container filled with a lamb leg and some vegies.

 

"My Dad will love you Conner, he sure likes lamb." Rizal grinned. Dad said we could have not eaten all of that lamb and it was going to a good home. We had a banana cream pie for dessert and it was homemade. I wondered how Imelda had made it and Dad told us he brought mom's old recipe book with him and kept it safe as he knew I would like to eat some of the food that mom cooked for me before she died.

 

"Oh Dad, that was nice of you." I grinned and then slapped the spoon of banana cream pie into my mouth. This was the first time Rizal had ever tried this dessert and he said he loved it. We sucked down a few cokes and then relaxed in the living room watching T.V.

 

Dad was on the phone checking the rates of cash that was selling and buying overseas. The rate was always going up and down and he needed to have updated results on the currency rate.

 

He finished his call and said he would see us tomorrow as he was heading out for a few drinks with an American friend he knew in Manila. He told us to lock up the house and leave the living room lights on.

 

"See you boys later on." Dad said and took off to the front door where his friend was waiting to take him to a local bar and have some well-deserved drinks. "Get ready for some action tonight." I said and pulled my shorts down and then dropped my undies.

 

"It looks like you are ready there Conner." Rizal grinned and removed his shorts and boxers and sat on my bed and he had a cheesy looking grin on his face. "Come and cuddle with me Rizal, just hold me and kiss me." I asked my love.

 

"Oh, just cuddles and kisses." Rizal said. "Oh yeah, but more will come soon enough." I replied and I pulled Rizal on the top of me and began to kiss his lovely lips. Our boy bits were rubbing together and we could feel our stiffness of our peckers rubbing together.

 

It got even hotter when we started to feel our pre-cum leaving our pee slits. Our helmets were now slippery and Rizal decided to dive down on me. I quickly slipped over Rizal and grabbed his hard on and moved it towards my mouth.

 

Rizal had my stiff pecker between his fingers and began to swallow me whole. So it was on and on we got with going down on one another sucking in what made us boys and we suckled like babies until we could no longer take anymore sucking and we released our cum at the same time filling our mouths with that sticky wet boy juices that we daily make.

 

So after giving one another a good going over we went to sleep and felt that special dream that all boys enjoy and that is getting sleep boners and dreaming of having sex with your special friend.

 

But in the morning I woke up with a pain so awful I screamed so hard Dad came in and looked at us both in my bed. "What's going on Conner, you look sick." Dad asked and placed his hand on my forehead. "I don't know Dad, I woke up and I felt a burning pain down here." I said pointing to my pecker.

 

Rizal dressed and got out of the way while Dad tried to find out what was wrong with me. "Rizal, call your mother and then call for an ambulance." Dad told my friend. Imelda quickly arrived and so did the ambulance. The medic's checked me out and I had a high fever that was giving me a shit load of pain.

 

So in minutes I was taken to the hospital and had a doctor check me over. I was not happy with him fondling my balls and pecker but that's where the pain was. Dad was busy sorting out the paperwork and Imelda was there to help out. Rizal was in the waiting room while I was sorted out.

 

"Conner, where does it hurt you." The doctor asked me while he prodded around my groin area. "Just there." I grunted while the doctor prodded my bladder. "Ok Mr. Summers, we need to check your son's bladder as it might be infected or he has an abscess there." The doctor announced.

 

Dad was thinking what might have brought this on but the doctor said I needed to have a camera poked into my bladder so that he could check it out. So the nurse sent me to one of the medical rooms that were set up for these types of operations.

 

A cystoscopy was performed on me and man did it hurt. The flexible camera was pushed into my pee hole and soon I felt water filling my bladder while the specialist checked my bladder. I was able to see what the doctor was checking and I was seeing the inside of my bladder and the in the middle of my bladder was a red area and it was infected.

 

"Well we have found the problem with your son's bladder and he has a tropical infection there so we will flush his bladder and then hook him to some antibiotics and he will be here for the day or so." Doctor Williams said to my dad.

 

I was in pain so the doctor gave me a shot in the butt and soon I fell asleep while my bladder was cleaned out and I had some medicine put inside my bladder while I slept. I didn't know till the next day that I was hooked up to a pee bag. A tube was now coming out of my pecker and I peed into a plastic bag.

 

Rizal was sitting next to me when I woke up and boy was I hurting down there. It was the infection being attacked by the antibiotics and I felt a tube coming out of my pecker. "Hi Conner, boy did you have a hard night, you were sweating and moaning until you woke up just now." Rizal told me.

 

`You have been here all night." I asked him. "Yes, your Dad allowed me to stay with you so just lie there and I will get a nurse for you." Rizal said and took off to the nurse's station and told the nurse that I was awake.

 

While Rizal was busy with the nurse I was peeing but it sure felt different peeing into a plastic tube. Then an alarm went off and I didn't know why the fuck that was going off. The nurse and Rizal arrived and in a minute the nurse had emptied my pee bag and turned the alarm off.

 

"Are you feeling better now?" The nurse asked me. `A little, the pain is still there but not as bad when I came in to the hospital." I told the nurse. `That is good; the medicine is working as you had a bad infection in your bladder so we are giving you a transfusion of antibiotics and you are hooked up to a urinal bag as we have to pump your bladder with the medicines and you will pee a lot." The male nurse said and checked my tube that was going into my pee hole.

 

`Are you hungry Conner?" Rizal asked me. "Yep, could go for some garlic rice and your mom's fried chicken." I quipped. "Well it is almost lunch time and your Dad is coming to see you as he had a problem in the bank as someone tried to hold it up and a man was killed by the security guards so he was busy with the police." Rizal informed me.

 

`Oh god, Dad will be pissed off that someone tried to hold the bank up." I replied. Just then a nurse arrived with my lunch and it was a special soup made with chicken meat and herbs. "Now Conner, if you eat all of this soup I will bring you some Ice-cream for you." The nurse grinned and handed me my soup.

 

As I was about to slurp the soup when Dad arrived and had a look of shock on his face. `Son, are you feeling any better now." Dad asked me. `Hi Dad, yes a little better now." I said and sipped my soup down. `Ok son, you are going to be here for another day so Rizal will stay with you tonight and then the doctors will check to see if your bladder is recovering." Dad announced.

 

Imelda came in and had a bowl of her special custom broth and she told me to drink it as this will help me recover from my infection. It was a Philippine medicine soup that all mothers made for their kids and I just gulped it down and boy was it good. It tasted better than the soup the hospital made me.

 

Rizal was given a brown paper bag and he had a pork roll with a garlic sauce and boy did it smell awesome. `Trade you Rizal." I said holding my bowl of ice-cream. "Nope, you get to eat solids tomorrow so you just eat that sloppy ice-cream dude." Rizal grinned as he tongued his pork roll and blew me a kiss.

 

Dad stayed for a few hours and then went back to the bank as he was needed to sort out the mess in the bank. The police had checked the video tapes and said that the armed man was taken out after he shot his gun towards the counter and the bank guards fired back killing the bank thief with two bullets.

 

Well that is what Dad told me after I returned home. I was happy to see my room was ready for me to sleep in. Dad had the builder and a helper finish repairing my room and all my furniture was installed and boy did it look awesome. I had to stay in my bed for another day but with the urine bag removed I just had to pee into a bottle if I could not get out of bed.

 

`My boy, are you up to having a special dinner tonight." Imelda asked me. `Oh yes please Imelda, can I have some bagnet." I replied. Bagnet is a dish of deep fried pork and the skin is so crunchy as it is cooked in peanut oil and covered in sweet and sour vinegar.

 

Rizal's eyes lit up hearing what dinner I asked for and I asked his mom to make enough for all of us to enjoy. In 20 minutes I was tucking into a yummy meal of deep fried pork and yes a side plate of garlic rice. I was eating in my bed and watched Rizal enjoying his dinner.

 

Dad walked in seeing us both digging into our dinner and told us not to make a mess on the bed. "Not a problem Dad, this is so yummy I would not let a drop fall onto my bed." I replied and sucked my forkful of pork into my lips. Dad said that Rizal would be heading home tonight as he has spent a lot of time with me in the hospital and was needed back home to do some chores.

 

So after dinner Rizal gave me a kiss and told me to behave and he would be back tomorrow as the staircase was about to be installed.

 

I kissed Rizal on the lips and then smacked him on his butt when he walked away from me. He poked his tongue out and wiggled his butt as he walked out of my room. I had to have my pee checked and Dad took a sample and used the medical strips to check my pee. It was clear now so I had to relax for one more day but was allowed out of bed.

 

"Now son, I know you want to help out tomorrow but I want you to just relax as Rizal and the builder will be doing all the work." Dad told me. `Yes sir, I will be like the foreman and organize their jobs." I giggled. Dad just chuckled and gave me a kiss on the top of my head and returned to the living room and sorted out some paperwork before he went to bed.

 

In the morning I got up and peed into the toilet and was happy to see little Conner working well. My bladder was back to normal but I never knew how my bladder got infected and how I lasted so long before the pain hit me.

 

The morning sun woke me up as I didn't close the curtains but now since I was up I had to goo pee. It was one thing I dreaded as it sure hurt when I peed since I had a bloody big camera shoved down my pee hole and the had to have a pee bag attached to my peckers and it went all the way to my bladder so when I peed it sure stung me.

 

Dad said that the pain would go down as long as I drank a lot of fluids and that would calm my pecker down. `Dam, it's burning." I yelped and tried to quickly pee so it would not hurt so much. Dad heard me yelp and since I was standing in front of my toilet in the nude dad found me moaning and groaning while I unloaded my bladder.

 

`Are you ok son?' Dad asked me. "Oh shit Dad, yeah, it just stung a little." I groaned. `Well you will feel better soon enough." Dad grinned and patted my naked butt and returned to his room.

 

Imelda was busy cooking us our breakfast and soon my love of my life would arrive with his Dad to put the new staircase in. The kitchen would be the next room to be remodeled and that is when Imelda would have a break as we would be dining out during the refit.

 

We would see Imelda when she comes around to clean up the house and do our laundry. So after we ate Rizal and his Dad arrived and would start fitting the new staircase. I watched them bring the steps in first and then the main staircase and in half an hour the old staircase was removed.

 

"Way to go Rizal, use that hammer of yours." I yelled. Mr. Emantle chuckled while I yelled at Rizal to demolish the old staircase. Then Rizal's uncle arrived and he helped out to place the staircase runners to the first floor and then they began to install the steps.

 

The sounds of hammers soon filled the room as our helpers installed the new staircase. It took them just over an hour and a half to complete the job. I made sure that everyone had a drink so sodas and orange juice was handed out while they worked on the steps.

 

Imelda arrived and made everyone lunch. The last part of the job was to stain the wood and then seal it. "Oh Conner, it sure looks good." Rizal said as he polished the last step. His Dad checked all of their work and said it was perfect.

 

"Good job you guys, my Dad will flip out when he sees this." I said and gave Rizal, his Dad and his uncle a hug and thanked them for doing an awesome job.

 

Rizal stayed with me while we watched T.V and in no time Dad arrived home from work and his first words was "bloody awesome." Dad went around checking all the woodwork and said everyone did a fantastic job. I patted Rizal on the back and told Dad that Rizal did most of the polishing of the wood.

 

"I am impressed with the workmanship boys, now this feels like a million dollar staircase." Dad grinned. Imelda was happy to see that her husband and son had done a great job and that my Dad was blown away. "Well I did help out you know." I grinned while Dad patted me on the head.

 

"Yes, I know and you showed that you could lean a few things about what are involved making things." Dad replied. Then we had dinner, hot dogs and French fries. Yes, good old American food, don't get me wrong about the local food we ate but once and a while American food was great to eat as well.

 

Rizal took off home and Dad and I moved his furniture to the spare room. His room was next to be remodeled so after we had moved everything Dad said for me to head to bed. I could not jerk off as I was thinking if I squirted it would send a lot of pain out of my pecker so I waited until I had no more pain when I peed.

 

"Good morning son, how are you feeling today?" Dad asked me. "Just great Dad; not a single bit of pain when I peed." I replied. "That's good son, so today you two are going to strip the old wall paper off my bedroom walls." Dad remarked. "Yep, it looks like it will peel off a lot better than my room." I told my Dad.

 

"Well son, have fun." He said and waited for Imelda to finish cooking us breakfast. In 10 minutes Rizal arrived and so did the builder and we got stuck into Dad's room and our builder had some new scrapers and that sped up the removal of the old wall paper.

 

Next we stripped the old paint off the windows and we used the paint stripper and watched it bubble as it destroyed the old paint. After that job the builder began to sand the floor. It was in better condition than the other rooms so we didn't have to bang the nails down. Lunch time arrived and we had hamburgers for lunch.

 

The builder had finished sanding the floor and said his job was done for now as the walls were in a good shape and didn't need any repairs. Dad had picked out his paint and we started to cut around the walls. He would paint the rest of the walls when he got home.

 

New curtains were ordered and would be installed by the end of the week. The hardest job was the kitchen. It was going to take some time to fix it up. Dad has ordered all the fittings and asked Mr. Emantle if he could make a few of the storage cupboards and the pantry. A bigger kitchen table was ordered and new seats as well.

 

So after Dad's room was fixed up we started to remove all the pots and pans and all the other items from the kitchen and stored them in one of the sheds. The dishwasher was going to be replaced as it was 8 years old and now outdated. Dad was going to take me out to dinner but for lunch and breakfast we had some food in the fridge that was now in the main shed.

 

Once and a while I would ride my bike to Rizal's house for a cooked breakfast as I would get bored just eating cold cereal every day. Dad would buy his lunch and grab a snack for breakfast as he didn't have time to sort something out in the shed.

 

""Hi Conner, your breakfast is on the table." Imelda said as I walked into the kitchen. It sure felt great to feel the cold air flowing through the house. "So Imelda, I bet you will love the new kitchen, it will have a lot of new mod cons and the cooker is going to be gas." I said.

 

"I can't wait to cook in your new kitchen; I will be lost for a few days though." Imelda giggled. "You will learn quick mom, you are the best cook in the whole neighborhood." Rizal grinned. "Oh come on Rizal, your grandmother is a better cook than me." Imelda replied.

 

`Yeah but she lives a long way from us so how is Conner going to taste her food." Rizal asked. `I give up." Imelda grinned and I finished eating my breakfast and then helped Rizal with his chores before he came to my house. Tomorrow was our final day's training before we had our first swim meet.

 

`Are you ready to win a few medals?" Rizal asked me while we weeded his vegie crop. "I just want to swim Rizal, I don't care if I win or not, just competing is enough for me." I said and gave Rizal a quick grope between his legs.

 

"Hey, not here, these walls have eyes you know." Rizal said pointing towards the kitchen. Yes, there was Imelda washing the dishes and had a great view of us pulling out the weeds.

 

We finished doing all of Rizal's chores and headed back to my house. The builder was there waiting for us and we unlocked the door and started to dismantle the rest of the kitchen area. In two hours the kitchen was stripped of everything that was in there and then the fun started.

 

We piled all the old stuff in the front yard and soon we had people checking out what we had piled on the front garden. Most of it was quickly removed as we had just unscrewed most of the cupboards and kept them complete.

 

"Gosh Conner, they are like ants crawling all over this stuff." Rizal gasped. "It looks like we don't need to call the trash man." I replied. `Yeah, even the kids are checking out the wood and old dishwasher." Rizal chuckled.

 

Next was to hammer all the nails that were poking out of the walls and then we had to plaster some holes that were found hidden behind some cupboards. The builder was busy sorting out the new design for our kitchen and Rizal's Dad arrived with some of the new storage cupboards he had made and some that Dad had bought.

 

The builder and Mr. Emantle had installed the new cupboards and then started to build the pantry. We used the paint remover on all the exposed wood and watched as it bubbled the paint and then we started to scrape the paint seeing a few layers of old paint there.

 

`Gosh, your uncle sure put a lot of paint here." Rizal complained. "Yeah, he sure did." I snorted. "Just get it off son and stop complaining' Mr. Emantle remarked. Rizal grabbed the scraper and quickly removed all the old paint from the kitchen windows.

 

Imelda arrived and handed us a boxed lunch. Sandwiches and a drink, The builder and Rizal's Dad chatted about the kitchen while eating their lunch. We went outside and ate our lunch and just enjoyed being together.

 

`Boys; are you finished eating as you are needed back in the kitchen." Imelda asked us. "All done mom!" Rizal replied and we threw our trash in the trash can. We had to sand the wood we used the remover on and then undercoat the wood.

 

`All done, we are going for a swim." I told our builder and Mr. Emantle. So after heading to my room to change into our speedos we took off to the pool and dived in. As we swam Rizal's uncle arrived with his son and it was the first time I had met him. His name was Isko. It's a shortened Spanish name of Francisco.

 

"Hi Isko, what are you doing here.' Rizal asked the boy. "My Dad has the new kitchen table and chairs so where do you want them." Isko asked. "Um, well, we better put them into the storage shed for now." I told Isko.

 

I went inside and grabbed the shed keys and opened the shed and watched while the adults placed the new table and chairs into the shed. A new washing machine and dish washer was also placed in the shed and then I locked the shed up and returned the keys to the office.

 

"Does your cousin want to have a swim in the pool?" I asked Rizal. So Rizal asked his cousin in his native tongue as it was quicker to talk that way and Isko quickly removed his clothes and stood naked in front of us. "Hey Rizal, you should have told him he could wear his undies." I said. I didn't mind him being naked as his brown body glistened in the sun.

 

"He's a nudist so he never wears a suit." Rizal grinned as he checked his cousin's boy cock seeing his cousin's cut member. We all enjoyed swimming in the pool while Uncle Nimuel had a chat to Mr. Emantle and our builder.

 

"Hey Isko, you have a nice pecker there dude.' I said and Rizal chuckled as I was checking his cousin's brown cut three incher. "He's says that it's big enough to play with." Rizal hooted. We noticed that the kitchen flooring had arrived and Dad also arrived with some new pots and pans.

 

"Hey boys; having fun?" Dad asked seeing a new boy in the pool and asked why he was naked. Rizal told Dad who he was and why he was naked. Dad had finished his day a bit early as he wanted to see the builder before he left the house.

 

"It looks pretty good so far, you boys did well today." Dad grinned as he stood by the pool watching us swimming. "Dad, the kitchen table and chairs arrived plus the clothes washer and the dishwasher so we had them put in the big shed." I told my Dad.

 

"That's good; I see the floor panels are here so the floor will be done by the end of the day." Dad announced. "So where are we going for dinner tonight?" I asked Dad. Oh somewhere special son, you will love it." Dad grinned.

 

As we swam I noticed that Isko was busy fondling Rizal's boy goods and I noticed that the two boys had grins on their faces. "Looks like you two are having fun." I said to the two boys. "Wanna join in Conner." Rizal quipped.

 

"Ok, but we better stay under the water as there are too many adults here." I quoted. So I gently took hold of Isko's pecker feeling the soft helmet between my fingers while Isko slipped his hand inside my speedos.

 

"He likes boys with a hood on their helmets as he says they feel different to us cut boys." Rizal announced while I felt up his boy cock. We rubbed our fingers over our stiff members until we spotted Rizal's father waving towards his son. "I have to go now, see you again." Isko said in his best English.

 

His brown butt shined in the sun as he ran towards his clothes and dressed in a flash. So we decided to stay in the pool as we could not do much in the kitchen and Dad said he was going to check the new kitchen items he bought from a local dealer that Rizal's uncle worked for.

 

Later on dad told us to go and get dressed. Then after we had our clothes on Dad asked Rizal to head home. Then about 10 minutes later Dad and I started to walk down the street, but something was up as we were not heading to where the diners were. Then as we got closer towards Rizal's house my eyes lit up and Dad spotted it.

 

"Yes son, I thought you would work out where we were heading." Dad grinned. A few kids were riding on their bikes and a few waved to me as they started to get to know me as I was with Rizal a lot.

 

We arrived at Rizal's house and my love was looking out the window and as soon as we entered the front of the house Rizal jumped outside and welcomed us into his house. Imelda welcomed us and asked us to sit down as she went to get us some drinks.

 

Dad was checking the new appliances that we bought at the markets and asked how the air-con was coping. "Everything is fine Mr. Summers. You sure know how to look after a woman." Imelda giggled.

 

Mr. Emantle gave a chuckle and said we were a godsend to his family and would do anything for us. We finished eating our meal and had a treat of deep fried battered pineapples and ice-cream. After we had our coffees we said our good nights and headed home. Rizal grabbed me and gave me a kiss on the lips and said he would see me tomorrow.

 

It was Friday so today was our last day to train before we had our first swim meet. That would be held on Saturday so my Dad said that he would be there to watch me swim. "Good morning son, I bet you are ready for your swim meet." Dad asked. "I am Dad; I can't wait to see the other swim team to how good they are." I replied.

 

"Well no matter if you win or lose you know you have done your best." Dad grinned. Imelda had cooked us our breakfast and in seconds I had downed my scrambled eggs and bacon. A long glass or orange juice was downed and then I got ready for my swim.

 

Rizal arrived and had his swim bag hanging off the bike and quickly talked to his mom. Imelda passed a piece of toast with strawberry jam on the top and I watched Rizal quickly eat his toast.

 

"We are off now Dad, see you later." I yelled as we headed outside. Rizal was grinning while he wiped the jam off his lips. I didn't ask why he asked for some toast as he was allowed to eat whatever we had in the house.

 

The bike ride to the pool was quick and in minutes we had arrived and locked up our bikes. All the boys were there undressing and I watched Christian change into his speedos. Man, I wanted to feel his uncut boy stick and see how his foreskin rolled back.

 

Coach said we would do our laps and then tidy our strokes to make sure we had it down tightly. So after an hour's swim Christian and I returned to the locker room and that is when Christian approached me and asked if I wanted to do something with him in the disabled toilets.

 

The other boys were still swimming so they didn't notice us heading to the locker room. "Conner, I know you have been eyeing my pecker and I know you want to feel it so we have to be quick about it." Christian grinned. We had already undressed so we took off to the disabled stall and quickly closed the door.

"Go for it Conner, you won't hurt me but just be gentle at first when you skin me back." Christian said while he aimed his uncut cock towards me. This was the first time I felt a boy with a foreskin and I was gasping for air while seeing Christian's helmet appear in front of me.

 

"God, I love it, it's so slick and wet." I moaned while I played with Christian's boy cock. I felt some fingers wrap around my pecker and began to stroke me. We jerked off for a few minutes before Christian stopped me and moved his pecker closer to mine.

 

"Watch this Conner, you will like it." Christian said and grabbed my helmet and kissed his helmet with mine and then he began to cover my cut knob with his long foreskin and that is when I first felt some skin on my knob.

 

"You like this Conner." Christian grinned while he fondled my ball sack. "God, this is awesome Christian, I never knew it would feel so awesome to have a foreskin on my helmet." I panted. "I have done this to a few cut boys back home and they all said it felt awesome to dock with me." Christian quoted.

 

It didn't take long before we heard voices heading to the locker room so after we disconnected I quickly returned to the shower stall and waited for Rizal to arrive. Christian returned and gave me a wink. His older brother was now pulling his speedos down and I noticed that Rizal boned up in a flash.

 

Charles began to stroke himself showing us how he washes his foreskin and Rizal asked if he could have a go with Charles's hood. The other boys were now hard and I noticed that Christian had stood next to Benjie and moved his fingers over his hard uncut pecker.

 

I was not jealous about Rizal feeling up Christian's pecker as I had just docked with him. Just as we were watching the boys having fun a boy aged 11 walked in and began to undress and he had a nice 3 inch cut brown pecker that flopped around between his legs.

 

"We better finish off washing before coach comes in.' Arvin said. So that ended our quick feel of one another. Christian gave me a grin while he covered up his red/purple knob with his long foreskin and Charles did the same giving the cut boys a quick show before we changed into our dry clothes.

 

`See you all on Saturday boys; don't stay up to late and be here by 9 am." coach told us all. As we rode home my mind was on Christian's pecker and how it felt to dock with him. I knew that Rizal enjoyed playing with Christian's foreskin as he was hard as a nail.

 

We didn't say a word about what we did and saw in the locker room but I knew that Rizal really enjoyed touching Christian's pecker. While the builder and Mr. Emantle installed the new storage cupboards we sorted out the old pots and pans as Dad told us what one's he wanted to keep and the ones we needed to throw out.

 

Some of the plates needed to be thrown out as well as some cups and mugs. Imelda told us that she had made us some snacks and brought them to the shed. We sat down and enjoyed the snacks and took a few swigs on our sodas.

 

`Conner, did you see me touch Christian's pecker, boy was it different to ours." Rizal said and waited for my reply. `Yeah, it blew me away Rizal, even Charles was having fun allowing the other boys to play with his pecker." I remarked. "So you didn't mind me touching Christian's pecker." Rizal announced.

 

"Hey, I'm cool with it Rizal, it's not like we are married dude." I replied. "Have you ever wanted to feel his pecker?" Rizal questioned me. `Um, well Rizal, I have touched his pecker and I also docked with him and he covered my helmet with his foreskin." I answered honestly.

 

`Docked, what is docked?" Rizal asked me. "It's when a uncut boy covers your helmet with his hoodie and he could cover my knob with his foreskin, if Charles did it to you, you would have half of your shaft covered with his foreskin." I giggled.

 

"I want to try this docking, maybe Christian or Charles will do it with me." Rizal said and quickly shoved a snack into his mouth as his father came out to ask Rizal to grab him a screwdriver out of the truck. He quickly got to his feet and ran towards the truck and grabbed the yellow handled screwdriver and handed it to his Dad.

 

`Boy; that was close." Rizal grinned as he finished eating his snack. "How about we have Charles and Christian over for a sleep over and you can be here with us." I said. Rizal's eyes opened wide and nodded his head as he had just bitten into his egg and mayo sandwich.

 

So after we had done our chores and that was to sort out the cooking items and other things we brought out of the shed we placed the items out front and boy it didn't take long for it all to be taken away. Dad had bought a new set of plates and bowls that matched. My uncle was not bothered about having miss matched plates and knives and forks but dad said he would be entertaining special guests from time to time.

 

It was time for Rizal to leave so his Dad placed his bike on the bed of the truck and then got inside and waved to me while they returned home. Dad came home just as Imelda took off after finishing cleaning up the new kitchen. It would be Monday when Imelda would cook us our first meal so Dad ordered some Chinese food for our dinner tonight.

 

In the morning I had a light breakfast as it was our swim meet soon and I didn't want to be feeling heavy in my stomach. Dad was ready to takes us to the pool so Rizal arrived and locked up his bike in our shed and then got into our car. The driver tool off and in no time we had arrived at the pool.

 

"Well son, do your best and I hope you win a trophy." Dad said as he went to sit on the bleachers with all the other visitors while we took off to the locker rooms. In the locker room we found the other team had arrived and boy were they awesome looking in their state of undress.

 

There were a few Aussie boys there, a Japanese boy and a German boy as well as the Philippine boys in our age group. We undressed and checked out one another. The German and Japanese boys were uncut and the Aussie boys were cut.

 

Our brown skinned boys were busy checking out their packages while both coaches came in to see if we were ready. The swim meet soon started and the first swim race was the back stroke. Benjie stood on the diving block and waited for the other boys to line up.

 

We had six swimmers per event per age group. The boys jumped into the pool and held onto the diving block ready to start their back stroke. So we waited for the six boys to settle down and then the starting gun fired and off the boys took off and fought their way to the other side of the pool.

 

Benjie came second in this event and was happy with his result. Datu was up next doing the butter fly stroke and he was strong in this event. So it was time for Datu plus Arvin and the other boys to get ready to swim. The gun sounded and Datu was off light lighting hitting the water and then got into his butterfly stroke.

 

We only had to swim one length of the pool so that was fair to us all. The German boy was in this event and he looked like a strong swimmer but Datu hit hard and swam all the way with a 3 second head start and won the event by a good four seconds. Arvin came second.

 

We all stood up and cheered Datu and Arvin when they got out of the water and dried themselves off. It was my turn to swim and this was going to be a hard swim as Christian, myself plus the Aussie boys and the Japanese boy all stood by the diving blocks to start the free style swim.

 

"Get ready, bang." We were off, I took a long dive before I started to do my strokes and I felt Christian swimming nearby me. The Aussie boys were behind the Japanese boy and it looked like a four way win. Halfway through the event I felt more power flowing through my body and went faster stroking my arms through the water until I hit the other side of the pool.

 

I came first, Christian second, the Japanese boy third and the Aussie boys fourth and fifth, the local boy from Manila came last. Dad was jumping up and down and I saw him hug Imelda. Boy I didn't notice her in the bleachers but that made me feel great that Rizal's mom had come to see me swim.

 

The different age groups swam and in the end our swim team won most of the trophies. We all took our turns to have our photos taken and then our medals and trophies were handed out. Our coach was all smiles and Dad came up and shook the coach's hand saying that our team did well.

 

We had a small party after the swim meet and our other team stayed for some snacks and a drink. Imelda came to see me and hugged me and said I did well and was happy that we came first.

 

Rizal was close by and was eyeing off the boys in their speedos, I noticed a small tent in his white shorts and told him he better move his pecker up so that no one could see his stiff cock. He quickly moved his hand down his shorts and moved his pecker so that it was not so noticeable.

 

The day finished with us all giving our best cheer to the opponent team and we dressed and got ready to leave. "Hey Christen, do you and your brother want to have a sleep over with me and Rizal next weekend." I asked him.

 

"Sounds cool to me." Christen said. Charles also said it was cool. So next weekend we weekend we would have a sleep over in my house. So after we returned home Dad said he was going to take me out to dinner and we would have a nice American meal together.

 

I thanked Rizal and his mom for coming to the pool to see me swim and they both headed home. I would not see Rizal until Monday. The kitchen was almost ready to be used and by Monday it would be ready for Imelda to cook for us.

 

`Well son, how do you feel after winning the gold medal?" Dad asked me while we ate in the American diner. "I was trying not to be too nervous but when I started to swim I felt some power enter me and I took off like a torpedo." I grinned.

 

"Good, so now let's enjoy our steaks." Dad replied. The steaks were huge and I could only eat just over half of it. The fries were also huge and my Dad enjoyed his meal as I did. The salad was yummy and I tasted a lot of garlic in the dressings.

 

So after a yummy meal we returned home and Dad said that he would cook us breakfast in our new kitchen. I headed to bed and stripped off to my boxers and got into my bed. Soon I was drifting off to sleep and boy was it a weird dream. I was dreaming of Christian's uncut pecker and I watched while Christian hooked up his foreskin to my helmet and I began to fuck his slick hood.

 

It didn't take long for me to have a wet dream and I shot my load into my boxers and I quickly woke up and felt a wet patch between my legs. "Oh shit, not again." I moaned and I got my boxers off and cleaned up my spunk and then grabbed a clean boxer briefs and put them on and returned to my bed.

 

In the morning I took a shower as I sure smelt cummy. My pecker was a little tender so no jerking off that morning. Dad was up and was looking for the new fry-pan to cook us some breakfast. "Where did you put the fry-pan son?' Dad yelled out. It's in the bottom cupboard Dad by the sink." I replied.

 

"Got it." Dad grunted and started to cook us some pancakes. We had some Canadian bacon and maple syrup plus some eggs. We ate well that morning and I knew that Imelda would have to sort out where she wanted the pots and pans placed.

 

Since it was Sunday Rizal was at church with his family so I was going to ride my bike to the town and find a present for Rizal as thanks for being my best friend. A couple of nice T-shirts would do and I found a shop that sold clothing and soon spotted some good looking T-shirts for Rizal.

 

I knew his size so I would not stuff up buying the wrong T-shirt. The manager knew my dad and said I could have the T-shirts half price. I thanked the clothes manager and grabbed the T-shirts and placed them into my back pack. Next a visit to the Pizza shop for some slices of pizza.

 

In the pizza shop I found Christian with a local boy sitting next to him. "Hey Conner, want to sit next to us." Christen asked me. `Sure mate." I replied in my best Aussie accent. I found out that Christian met up with Gener a local boy that lived close by to Christian. He looked to be 11 years old, black hair and brown eyes.

 

We exchanged names and talked about the swim meet while our pizza's cooked. I noticed Gener checking me out and he would look at my groin and lick his lips. "So what are you doing in town?" Christian asked me. "Oh just some shopping, I bought some T-shirts for Rizal, as he has been helping us remodel my house and it's a gift for him." I replied.

 

"I see, well I have noticed that he is with you a lot, a close friend is he." Christian winked. Then I noticed that Christian grabbed Gener's groin area and gave it a squeeze. Gener squealed like a girl when Christian groped him.

 

"I see that you are close to Gener, more than friends I see." I replied and winked towards Gener. "We do fool around Conner; I know you and Rizal are close friends with benefits." Christian announced. So we ate our pizza and enjoyed our chat and then Christian said he had to pee so all of us headed to the restroom and stood in front of the urinal.

 

"He sure has an awesome pecker; it feels great in my mouth." Christian said while he rolled his foreskin back and started to pee. I unzipped and pulled out my cut pecker and watched while Gener peed into the urinal. He stood there with no fingers holding his brown 3 inch soft pecker and peed while he looked over my pecker.

 

"So are you able to come over this Saturday." I asked Christian. "Yep, Dad said he would drop us off Saturday morning and will come and pick us up Sunday morning as we have to go to church in the morning." Christian replied.

 

We finished peeing and I thanked them for allowing me to sit with them and then I took off home. Dad was busy preparing us dinner and it looked like a leg of pork for dinner. "Oh your home son, did you have fun today." Dad asked me.

 

"Yep, I sure did, I bought Rizal some new T-shirts as a thanks for helping out around the house." I told Dad. `Gee, that was nice of you Conner, so how about you help me with dinner." Dad asked me. I grabbed the peeler and attacked the potatoes and carrots and placed them into the roasting pan.

 

Dad had some garlic and onions to peel; I didn't like to peel onions as they made me cry. So after everything was ready to be placed into the oven we sat down and watched the news from the states. Same old stuff. So I went to my room and checked all of my email accounts and found a few from my friends back home.

 

I replied to them and then took a nap. Dad was reading his Sunday papers and soon called me down for dinner. The pork was awesome, the roasted vegies cooked nicely and the brown gravy added to the meal. That night I went to bed early as I was feeling a little drained. Dad came in and said he was also off to bed and would see me in the morning.

 

End of chapter 4.

 

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