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A Filipino Family Story: Uncle Gusting

by: ramil beltran

This is a collection of my experiences with the men in my family. All events happened but names of people and places were changed for obvious reasons.

If you are below 18 years old and are offended by stories involving homosexual encounters please do not read the following stories. Otherwise, sit back, read on and enjoy.

INTRODUCTION

Being raised as a Roman Catholic, I was never attracted to my father or my brother. I have been indoctrinated earlier on that these things are wrong. Instead, I find myself always attracted to cousins, uncles and friends of my father.

I live in Manila, Philippines. In our country, it is not unusual that matured, unmarried children still live with their parents. In fact, these children are looked at as blessings since they are expected to take care of their elderly parents.

All of my other siblings are now married and have families of their own. I am the only one left with my parents. My job, however, brings me out of the house most of the time. I will tell my
experiences on these occasions on another collection.

I have known earlier on that I am gay, may be when I was still in elementary school. It was never an issue in the family.

My mom is the only one in her family who lives in Manila. Her family is based in the Southern part of the country. That is why we usually have relatives who stay with us when they come to Manila. That's part of our culture.

My uncles and male cousins would sometimes stay with us when they have business in the city. That is when I get to have these actual experiences.

These are my true experiences.

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BOOK I

UNCLE GUSTING

Ever since I was a kid, I have very strong attraction to Uncle Gusting. He is the husband of my mom's younger sister. Uncle Gusting is a big man. He is about 6 feet tall and very muscular. He has japanese blood from a great-grandfather. He used to work as a chemical engineer with a multinational company.

I got attracted to him first when we went for a vacation to the place of my mom's parents. Since he lives near the airport, he was the one assigned to fetch us and bring us to my grandparent's farm. He was about 36 then and I, a skinny 8 year old. He was wearing a white t-shirt tucked in a pair of tight fitting denims. I was amazed at the bulge infront of him and I just couldn't take my eyes off it. I was seated infront of the pick-up beside him and I can't help looking at that. It stirred something in me. At a very young age, I was being aroused by another man's crotch. From that moment on, my only desire was to see what that bulging thing was.

During that vacation, we went to the beach for a picnic. There, I saw Uncle Gusting only in shorts. It gave me the chance to admire his muscular body, I took in every detail of that body. His legs and arms were hairy. He also has some hair on his chest, a rarity for Filipinos because majority of Filipino men are smoothies. He also has bushy armpits.

In the waters, I took every chance to feel his crotch. One time, I succeeded to bump into his crotch. I pretended swimming with eyes closed. He teased me not to swim with my eyes closed or I'll end up in the open sea.

My next encounter with Uncle Gusting was when they moved to Pangasinan in the northern part of the country. He was assigned in the office of his company in that area. They invited us kids to spend summer with our cousins. I was already 10 years old at the time. I have also started being aware of the stirring in my groins. However, I fought it off because of my Catholic belief. I have been indoctrinated that it is a sin to play with your dick. Masturbation is a guaranteed ticket to the burning flames of hell.

As usual, Uncle Gusting was in his white shirt tucked in a tight fitting jeans, his masculinity bulging infront of him. I planned devices to get a feel of it like walking in front of him and sidling my shoulder on his crotch. But he was fast enough to cover it with his hands.

Halfway along the six hour trip to Pangasinan, we stopped by a restroom to pee. I waited for Uncle Gusting to enter the toilet and I followed. My heart was pounding in my chest as I anticipated to see his dick. The urinal was like a trough where you pee side by side and if you are good enough, you will see the dick of the person beside you. I didn't want to be obvious so I stayed a few spaces away from Uncle Gusting. All I could see was his piss flowing from his crotch.

When he was finished, Uncle Gusting shook his tool to take off the excess piss and I saw his dick in a blur. It was big! But it happened so fast I didn't have the chance to see it well. It only doubled my wanting to see it's entirety.

Afterwards he went to wash his hands and went outside. I wasn't able to pee because in my excitement, my little dick shriveled and refused to open up. Luckily, my bladder cooperated for the remainder of our trip. But I was feverish with desire to see the man meat of my Uncle Gusting.

We arrived in the evening and all we could do was eat our dinner, wash up and go to sleep. I didn't even have the energy to think about Uncle Gusting's dick.

I woke up late the following morning, my brother and cousins were already outside playing in the pool. I stayed in bed, pretending to be still asleep. Just then I heard someone walking into the room and I opened one eye to see Uncle Gusting, in a white shirt and in jockeys! My heart leapt. His back was facing me as he was looking for something in the cabinet. Then he turned and walked towards the bed where i lay.

To my amazement, he stepped on the bed and put one foot on the bed and the other on the headboard. He started rummaging inside the overhead cabinet.

He was looking up so he didn't notice me as I observed him. My heart was pounding fast and I was afraid he would hear its beat. I looked into his face and noticed that he hasn't shaved. The stubbles formed a bluish shadow on his face.

I moved my eyes to the direction of his crotch and I gasped. Uncle Gusting was wearing an old pair of briefs so its leg garters were loose. There for my eyes to see in all their glory were his very big cock and balls! His balls were really big and dark with a few hair covering it, while his cock was about five inches flaccid. It has a very big head, he was circumcised as most Filipinos were. I could also see the dark pubic hair covering the entire area. His jewels hung there for more than ten minutes while I stare in awe. It was so beautiful for me, a dream come true. His was the first cock of an adult male that I have seen. My body heat up and I felt my little pecker starting to stand in attention.

Just then he closed the cabinet and went down. He went out of the room without noticing me. I was left there, almost shaking in disbelief at my luck. I held my dick which has become so hot.

I got out of bed, ate my breakfast and joined my cousins in the pool. But the whole day, I have nothing in my mind but the jewels of Uncle Gusting. So much so that during lunch, he even teased me that I seem to be thinking very hard about something.

That evening, my brother, cousins and I were playing in their parent's room. All of a sudden they ran out of the room and I was left by myself. That's when I spotted the hamper for dirty clothes. I rummaged through it and I found what I was looking for -- Uncle Gusting's dirty jockeys. I picked it up to my nose and smelled the crotch area. I liked the smell of his cock! However, I felt guilty and threw the briefs back to the hamper. But I couldn't get enough of the smell of Uncle Gusting's jewels. Steeling my nerves, I picked up the briefs and ran to the room to put it in my bag.

The briefs were my prized possession for the months to come. I hid it under the bed and I would smell it when I am alone in my room. There were also times when I would put it on, imagining Uncle Gusting's cock touching my own.

It was with this briefs that I learned how to masturbate. I have heard from my classmates about jerking off. But my religion forbids it. After I have seen Uncle Gusting's jewels, I decided that doing it just once will not send me to hell.

So I started to stroke my boy dick. Slowly at first and the resulting sensation sent shivers down my spine. I knew I have to go faster or my brother might come to our room. In a short while, I felt a different sensation coming from the tip of my penis and quickly spread all over my brother. I didn't know it yet but that was my first orgasm. I didn't cum because I wasn't producing semen yet.

I was hooked. Forgetting eternal damnation, I beat off my boy meat almost everyday, using Uncle Gusting's briefs as catalyst. I even tried masturbating once while I was lying and his brief was draped over my face.

I kept it until the smell disappeared and before I knew it, it was gone from under the bed.

After two years, Uncle Gusting and his family moved back to the south. His assignment was through and he went back to their main office. In the meantime, I got busy with high school. But from time to time, he would go to Manila to attend a seminar or meeting. He would stay in our house and share the room with me and my brother.

Nothing happened during those years except he would change clothes even infront of me. He would walk around the room only in his shirt and briefs, while changing clothes. I never got to see his jewels during those days.

My most memorable encounter with Uncle Gusting, however, happened when I was already an adult. My brother's job would bring him out of the house most of the time. During that time, Uncle Gusting would come to Manila to do some business here. He has left his job and has his own export business. He would stay in our house for days and of course, sleeps in my room.

There was a time when Uncle Gusting came to Manila for a business meeting. He stayed in our house for three days. Luckily, my brother was out for some field work so he could stay in my room. Uncle Gusting was around 55 at that time but he was still a looker.

This time however, he was bolder. Maybe he thought his 26 year old gay nephew would not have interest in him or maybe he thought he was too old for me to have an interest on, he entered the room one evening with only a towel around his waist. By this time, Uncle Gusting has developed a beer belly but for me he remained seductively sexy. By this time also, I have developed a liking for older portly men.

Naturally, the towel would not meet around his body so when he got into the room, he let it fall. But he still has the modesty to cover his crotch with it. I was reading some reports on my bed and I couldn't help but raise my eyes and look at him. He turned around and his exposed buns was infront of me. It was too good a show to miss. He bent over to get something from his bag and as he did, the crack of his ass opened and his balls went into view. They were more low hanging now but still big. I gasped and at the same time my own cock shot up. My heart was pounding again and my mouth started to dry. He pulled a white pair of jockeys and put it on then he faced me.

I secretly observed him as he toweling off the rest of his body. He raised his arm and I saw that his armpits were still bushy. He still has some hair on his chest but they were now mixed with gray strands. I didn't notice it before but Uncle Gusting has some hair forming from just below his belly button to beyond his white jockeys.

After drying up, he looked for a place to hang his towel and sat on the bed. His leg was wide apart and the head of his cock was partly exposed from his briefs.

He asked me why I bring home my papers from the office. I told him I needed to read it for the meeting the following day. He started talking about his office work in the past. I couldn't get what he was saying because my eyes were moving from his semi-exposed cock to his still good-looking face. He must have noticed it and he looked down his crotch and saw the head.

"Ooops, sorry" he said as he tucked in the peeping member. He said goodnight and lay on the bed. He covered his self with a blanket though. I turned off the main light and put on my desk lamp.

I read my papers up to around midnight. I could hardly understand what I was reading because I kept on looking at my Uncle Gusting. By now, I wanted more than to see his cock, I wanted to touch it and, well, put it in my mouth and suck it. I was having a hard-on just watching him sleep.

He turned in the bed and the blanket fell on the floor. That's when I saw his hand was inside his briefs! He was holding his cock while he was sleeping. I waited for him to move again and to get his hands off his cock. Then he moved again and slept on his side, facing away from me. The hand holding the jewels scratched his back.

After a few minutes Uncle Gusting moved again, he lay flat on the bed and I was surprised with what I saw. Uncle Gusting was having a hard-on in his sleep! His huge cock turned into a monster inside his briefs! No wonder his briefs are loose, I thought. I couldn't help it anymore, I felt a buzzing in my ear and I needed to release the tension in my groins. I started jerking off.

I didn't take my eyes off Uncle Gusting's raging hard-on as I jacked off. I imagined it inside my mouth, in my hands, up in my ass. I was surprised in the intensity of my orgasm. My whole body was in fits. I wiped off my cum from my hand and belly and went to the bathroom to wash. When I got back, my uncle was already sleeping on his side. I checked on the hard-on and it was still there. Then, he cupped it with his hand.

He must have woken up in the night because when I woke up the next day, he was once again covered by his blanket.

The following night, Uncle Gusting also went asleep ahead of me. But I got sleepy earlier than usual and went to bed. Around 1 in the morning, I thought it was already late when I heard Uncle Gusting making some noises. I thought he was choking. I was about to open my desk lamp when I realized he was jerking off! I was surprised, my 55 year old uncle is jerking off! I thought he was too old for that, I jumped off the bed and pretended I didn't know what was happening. I called his name and he stopped before I reached his bed.

I turned on the desk lamp and I saw that he was still holding his dick. It's purplish head exposed from his hand. He just looked at me, he was red in the face. I knew it was too embarassing for him.

"Sorry" was all I could say. I would have kicked myself if I could. I thought I just missed a good show. I went back to bed, turned off the light and waited. I wasn't disappointed. After maybe an hour, I heard the steady rhythm of the bed and I knew he was jerking off. This time I faced him, and summoning all my courage and not thinking what he would do to me, I told him that I would like to join him.

He stopped. I waited for him to curse me or something. In the darkness broken by the light from a streetlamp, I could see that he was looking at me. Then I saw his hand motioning for me to go near him. Nervously I approached him. He motioned me to sit on the bed.

He whispered something to me, "Chupa-in mo ako". It was Filipino for "Suck Me" and it was more of a request than a command.

I looked at his face. He moved a little to give me space and then he waited for my move. I wasted no time and seated on the edge of the bed. I held his wonderful, huge cock and for a moment I thought I would burst in tears. I stroked it lovingly, thinking that I waited almost all my life for this moment.

Then I started to lick its head. There's some precum, maybe he was already jerking for some time before I woke up. I slowly lick the head going down the rim and then the shaft. I licked it like a popsicle and went down to those humungous nuts. I put one in my mouth, I heard my Uncle Gusting moan. Then I put in the other, I juggled both balls in my mouth with my tongue. I put out the balls and I started licking his crotch area.

I realized my hands were doing nothing so I stretched it towards his body. My hands were looking for his nipples and when I found them, they were erect and hard. I squeezed both nipples and a low "Ungh" escaped my uncle's mouth.

All the while I was doing this, my Uncle just lay there stiff as a wooden statue with only his hands stroking the back of my head. He was a typical Filipino male, not willing to let anyone know what he truly feels.

Then, I started to lick his shaft again, working my way up the head. When I got there, I wondered whether I'll be able to take the huge thing in. Years of experience helped of course. I took it in and before I knew it, my dream dick was filling my throat. It felt warm inside of me. I was amazed that I didn't even choke!

I was really working on my uncle's cock and all he does was moan a little and push my head even farther. I wanted him to get the best I could give. I slid his cock inside my mouth and I took it in again, burying my face in his thick pubic hair. I was looking for the scent I got from the used briefs I took years ago.

I knew he liked what I was doing because he raised his hips and thrusted it towards me. I continued to bring his cock deeper in my throat. I stroked my hardening dick and I was getting wet with my own precum.

Then, I stopped and released his cock. It might have surprised him because he removed his hand from the back of my head. I looked at him and with blurry eyes he asked me what was wrong.

I figured, in the heat of the moment, that I want it all. I want him in me. I boldly whispered to him that I wanted to be fucked by him. He was taken aback, I am sure. It took him sometime before he could answer.

"I don't know. Can you take it in there?" he asked in Tagalog.

I assured him I can take it and I wanted him in me so badly. I was practically begging him to do it.

I kept on stroking his dick. I was afraid his apprehension with what I am asking him to do would make him lose steam, luckily it didn't.

He explained he knows how to do it with a woman's pussy but he hasn't tried anal sex. He said he can't do it with my aunt.

While he was saying this, I continued to stroke his cock. I said, there's always a first time and this is his. He snickered and said, okay. He made me promise that I won't tell anybody especially my mom and aunt.

I was surprised with what he said! As if I going to tell them. I promised I won't tell a soul and everything will just be between us. He agreed and said that I should be patient with him because what we were about to do was something completely new to him.

I reached out for my KY in my drawer. He asked me why I kept one. I didn't answer. I splattered some of the jelly on his dick and then to my asshole. He said he wanted it doggystyle. I said it was okay by me but I would have enjoyed it if we do it facing each other. And he asked me, how we were supposed to do it like a man and a woman.

Then it hit me, I was running this show! How typical!

So I lay on the bed raised my knees to my chest and instructed him to point his dick to my hole. I thought he will never find it, he even used a finger to look for it. When he found it, he literally rammed his tool in me in one stroke! I thought I would explode! The pain was too much for me at first, his cock was so big it stretch my insides as it was never stretched before. And all I heard of him was this "Ungh".

We stayed in that position, I assumed he was trying to get used to the sensation. Then slowly, he began to hump. I gave him some words of encouragement as I grabbed his hips. But he kept on pumping in and out of me. The feeling was sensational! I feel so full up my ass, full of something I've been longing for ever since that day in Pangasinan. I almost wanted him to stay in there for as long as I could take. I then started to pump my hips following his pumping movements.

He held my legs up in the air as his pumping became faster and his breathing also became faster. He was getting rough! His gigantic balls were hitting the cheeks of my ass while his wiry pubic hair scratched the back of my thighs. I wanted to reach out and grab his balls but I was so caught up in the moment.

Then with another "Ungh", he rammed his entire member up my ass. I felt his hot cum fill my insides as he stopped and let my legs fall. I told him not to pull it out yet and let it stay up my ass. He has no alternative but to lay on top of me. I nibbled on his ears and I felt so much love for my Uncle Gusting. He lay there still, breathing heavily in my ear. Our sweaty bodies touched each other. I stroked his hair, then the cheeks of his ass. And boldly, I kissed his lips. He quickly turned his head. Very Filipino!

After a few minutes, his limp cock fell from my ass. I got a feeling of emptiness in me. He rolled over the bed and I pulled one pillow, folded it and put it under the small of my back. I don't want to let his precious seed leave my body. I touched his limp dick, thinking he would remove my hand. He let me play with it. He was still breathing heavily.

"How about you?" he asked me in Tagalog. I answered him I could take care of myself. He said he wanted some water. I stood up, my asshole throbbed. I thought I will spill his semen but it stayed inside me. I went downstairs to get him some water, he went to the bathroom.

When I came back, he was sitting in bed, still naked. I handed him the glass and a pitcher of water. He drank it all. He lay down the bed. In a few minutes, he was asleep still naked his limp cock resting on one of his thighs. I looked at the watch. It was 3:30 A.M. we were at it for two hours!

The following night was Uncle Gusting's last night in Manila. He told my mother his flight for home was early so he has to leave early. I volunteered to bring him to the airport but he said he'll just take a taxi. He said don't bother about him.

He still stayed in my room but he didn't sleep. He was afraid he would over sleep. However, he didn't also let me sleep. He has so many questions. When did I learn to give a blowjob? Who was my first man? Who got to break in my ass? I didn't answer all his questions. Then the clincher, how long have I been wanting to suck him?

I realized there was no point in hiding the truth. I told him about our vacation in Pangasinan. How I saw his cock, how I smuggled his used underwear. He laughed at the story. He said it made my auntie so angry that he was missing an underwear. She thought he was fooling around. I asked him if he did fool around. He said he couldn't because my aunt was always around him.

Boldly I asked him if last night was the first time he fucked someone other than my aunt. He shrugged his shoulders and said that if what we did qualifies as a fuck, then it was. I snickered. I told him he was a hen-pecked husband. He just laughed.

I could feel the tension. I knew there's something in the air so I asked him if he wanted to do it again. His eyes glowed and he said he wanted me to ride on him like a woman. I couldn't help but snicker. You're a very bad boy, I told him.

He said something about going back to the province and having it only when my aunt is in the mood for it. I asked him what he meant but he never answered me. He told me to just go ahead and make him happy. He started taking off his clothes until he has only his briefs on.

So he lay on the bed and i pulled out of my clothes. I started kissing his neck but he turned away. Suddenly he sat right up in bed and told me that he hasn't gone to the showers. I told him, it's okay. I want to taste and smell him. I sidled beside him and raised his arm. I buried my face in his armpit, licking it and tasting a whole days worth of sweat. I must have tickled him because he pushed me away.

Then i went down to his nipples and started to nibble on one and squeeze the other. My other hand started to rub his meat which was still inside his briefs. He cleared his throat and said that he just wanted me to ride his cock. I was disappointed. I wanted to give him everything I knew and all he wanted was a quickie! I took one lick on his nipple and started working towards his cock.

I slowly pulled down his briefs and started to nibble on his thick pubic hair. I could smell his manliness and my cock became rigid. Like the night before, I licked his dick head first then worked on the shaft and the balls. I also did some nibbling on the skin attaching the head to the shaft. Then I took the KY jelly, splattered his cock and then my hole. I maneuvered his cock so I can slide through it.

With me in control, the ride wasn't as rough as it was the previous night. My motions were slow as I go up and down his rigid cock. All the time, as in the previous night, my Uncle Gusting just lay there like a stiff wooden statue, with eyes tightly shut and his hands supporting my sides.

I took hold of his balls and started to roll them in my hand. I knew Uncle Gusting liked it because he raised his hips and he held me tightly. I continued to play with his balls until he pushed my hand away.

I was sliding his cock inside me when he suddenly jerked and let out a soft "Ungh". I felt his hot cum shooting inside me in several spurts. I didn't stop what I was doing but I felt his jism flowing out of me. I dropped to his chest and started licking his nipples. He started stroking my back and said, enough. As his limp cock slipped out of my ass, i licked on the sweat on his chest. He gave out another "Ungh". Then he gave a little push so I rolled over. He just lay there with his eyes still shut. In a few minutes he asked for water. I put on my shorts and got him some water. After drinking, he took his towel and prepared to take a shower.

I stopped him and I told him I wanted to give him a shower. He asked me why. I told him that I just wanted to wash him.

He smiled and took my hands off his arm. Your parents might catch us, he said.

I told him that they won't. Their room is at the far end of the hall, away from the bathroom.

He stopped for a while and he agreed. I was so excited my cock shot up. Uncle Gusting snickered at the sight of my tent under my shorts. I followed him to the bathroom. We locked it and I started the shower. There's no need for heaters because it was quite humid that night.

He went under the shower, soaked there for a while and then I followed him in. I took the soap and worked on a lather on his back. Then I extended my arms to reach his chest and soaped it. I then worked on his belly and then I went to his lower back. I was about to work on his ass when he took the soap and worked on it himself. I took the soap again when he started to soap his cock. It began to go hard again while I was soaping it. He said he was surprised to see it getting up again when it used to take hours. I said I must have something in me. I moved closer that my erect cock touched his ass. He was startled that he faced me and took the soap from me. I said sorry and took the soap from him. I continued to soap his legs and then turned on the shower to rinse him. As I was rinsing him, I started jerking his cock. He just let me do it and closed his eyes. The water cascaded down his body, forming something like a waterfall at the tip of his dick. I knelt in front of him and took his cock in my mouth. He wanted to push my head away but I held on to his cock with my mouth. That's when I realized he was pissing! I didn't know what to do and my first impulse was to swallow the liquid in my mouth. It was all he could take, he pushed me hard that I fell on the floor. The remainder of his piss spilled on me.

"That's enough" he said.

I tried to jerk him off but he refused. He asked me to go out of the bathroom and we will talk later. I left him in the bathroom then I heard him lock the door.

He came in my room with the towel around his waist, he took it off as he picked up the briefs he earlier spread on the bed. However he dropped it and approached me. His limp cock and balls dangling in front of him. They swayed as he walked towards me.

"I don't want this to happen again." he said in a very serious voice.

I didn't answer but I knew I blew everything away.

The next time Uncle Gusting went to Manila, he still stayed in our house. He still slept in my room. I tried to talk him into doing it again but he refused. He said we've gone too far with what we were doing.

When he was about 62, he went back to Manila. By then, his hair was almost entirely white and his belly was even bigger than the time we did it. There were also more white hair on his chest than before. Nevertheless, I still find him attractive. Especially at the time, he was growing a beard. He only stayed for two days. He served as sponsor to my sister's wedding. He still stayed in our house and since my other siblings were there with their families, he slept in my room.

The second night he was there, the wedding was already through. He was packing his clothes and preparing to leave the next day for the province. We were talking about my cousins and his grandchildren.

He turned serious and started talking about Auntie Mina, his wife. It was something about my aunt losing interest in sex. He said that he spends more and more time with his hands. He admitted to me that last month, he screwed a virgin whore offered to him by a client. The first woman he fucked other than my aunt. The tone of his voice reveals the guilt inside of him.

At the same time, I can't believe that he is telling this to me. It is not normal for a Filipino man to tell someone about his daliances, not to his wife's nephew.

Then he said he wanted to take a shower and proceeded to take off his clothes. I tried not to look at him and pretended to take care of my things on the table. But I could hear the rustling of his clothes, I heard his zipper open and his pants fall on the floor. Then I felt him walking towards me. He was a few steps from me when he said something that gave me an instant hard-on.

"Chupa-in mo uli ako" he said. "Suck me again." in Tagalog.

It was all I was waiting for, he didn't have to say it again. In a minute I was down on my knees in front of him, with his semi-erect penis in my hand. It was still beautiful to me. I heard him moan when I took it in my mouth.

I gave special attention to the head, licking and sucking on it like a lollipop. We were in that position for a few minutes, when he said that he wanted to lie down on the bed. I let go of his cock. He went to the bed as I took off my clothes. Then I followed him and brought his cock back to my mouth. I cupped his balls in my hand, rolling them in my fingers. He laid his hand on top of my head.

I continued to lick his cock and was more determined to give him the best blowjob he can get. But he was still the same man, lying on the bed with nary a sound. I had to take clues from his moves whether he was enjoying it or not.

Then he spoke again, this time he asked me if I wanted him to fuck me. I said yes. It was the same as before. He rammed his huge dick in me with one stroke and then slowly built up his tempo. I started to jerk off but he stopped me. I thought he will do it for me but he did not. He kept on pumping his dick in and out of me and then he gripped me by the shoulder and let out a familiar, "Ungh". His hot cum started spurting up my ass. He dropped his body on me. He was breathing heavily and I started to lick the sweat from the back of his ears. His cock, still hard and buried deep in my ass, stirred.

I told him that I love him so much and he is still the hottest stud I ever had. He raised his head and thanked me. It felt weird that he thanked me.

After a few minutes, he stood up and sat on the bed. In a low voice he said he wanted to see me jerk off. I did what he told me and I just looked at his face as I jerk off. Then I started to reach his cock with my other hand, I believed to this day that he offered me his cock. I jerked our cocks simultaneously, with him lying on his side beside me. His cock was slow to rise considering that he just came in me and his age, too. Nevertheless, he was hard after a few minutes. I said to him I was cumming but he never reacted and I started shooting my load. He looked at it with some degree of fascination.

Then I reached down and sucked his cock. Too late when I realized that it just came from my ass. I sucked on it so hard that after a while he shot his load in my mouth, I finally tasted my Uncle's cum, along with my ass of course.

It's only now that I am writing this that I realize that Uncle Gusting not once touched my dick. Again, it is another typical Filipino male attitude, it's too unmanly to want to touch somebody else's cock.

That was the last time Uncle Gusting went to Manila. I don't know when he is coming back. But I will always cherish that night he gave me the things I wanted most.

A Filipino Family Story: Cousin Vic

by: ramil beltran

This is a collection of my experiences with the men in my family. All events happened but names of people and places were changed for obvious reasons.

If you are below 18 years old and are offended by stories involving homosexual encounters please do not read the following stories. Otherwise, sit back, read on and enjoy.

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BOOK II

COUSIN VIC

Vic is the son of one of my father's brothers. He is older than me by three years. Since he was a kid, Vic wanted to be a priest. We would play in my grandmother's backyard and he would act as a priest saying mass and we, my other cousins and I, play the parishioners.

We were all Catholics and having a grandson who wanted to be a priest was a source of joy for my grandparents. They even started to save for Vic's needs once he entered the seminary.

We live in Manila, Philippines. Our grandparent's house was just two blocks away from our house. It was a big house built just after the war. The rooms are big and spacious to accomodate 9 siblings.

When we were little, we would spend weekends with our cousins at our grandparent's place. The rooms were usually filled by more than a dozen grandchildren. It was a riot every weekend in my grandparents house.

I was around 8 years old when I found out that I am attracted to men instead of girls. We just came from a vacation in my mother's province and I had this fantasy about one of my Uncles there.

Vic at that time was about to turn 11 years old. His desire to be a priest was still there but he has become more aware of his body.

Being the eldest of the male cousins, he was the first one to have a hard-on while we were bathing after playing the whole afternoon. My brother and other cousins laughed at his hard-on jutting out from his chubby body, but I was fascinated with it. When his mother Auntie Cely saw his hard-on, she doused it with cold water to make it limp. It worked for the time being.

Vic's family moved to the Visayas when Uncle Paul, his father, got a job there as a professor in the State University. All the news we hear about them was Uncle Paul being promoted, Auntie Cely giving birth to a 6th son, and Vic going to a minor seminary (high school level).

One day, a letter came from Uncle Paul addressed to my mom and dad. He wrote that Vic will soon be transferring to a seminary in a suburb in Manila. He asked my parents if it was alright if my parents could act as guardian to Vic. He also asked if it is okay that my cousin spend his weekend pass with us twice a month.

As expected, my parents agreed. My mom told my brother and me that we share our room with Vic whenever he spends his weekend pass. We can't do anything but agree, of course. I was a skinny 12 year old at the time and have been jacking off for the past two years. I knew that Vic's presence will be an inconvenience for me. Anyway, there was always the bathroom.

On his first weekend pass, my father picked him up from the seminary. I didn't know what to expect from my 15 year old cousin. When he arrived, I was surprised to see that he is still a chubby 15 year old with close-cropped hair. When he speaks, he has that accent of the Visayan region. Even my mom was surprised at how he looked like. She said Vic was like our grandfather who was on the heavy side.

My first impression was he was cute. His features were a combination of his father and mother. He has a smooth rounded face . His chinky eyes which he got from our grandmother turn to slits when he smiles. We have the same skin color common among Filipinos, not too white and not too dark. A color kissed by the sun, as my grandfather would tell us.

Then I remembered his hard on and I began to wonder whether he still gets them and whether he jacks off. My religious beliefs, however, took over and I remembered that this is a person who will soon become a man of God. I shook the idea from my mind.

It was arranged that since my bed was bigger, Vic will sleep beside me. My father jokingly warned him that I move too much in my sleep. My cousin said it's alright because he also moves so much in bed.

When it was time for bed, Vic and I agreed that we will be on opposite sides of the bed. We placed a pillow between us so we won't invade each other's territory when we start moving in our sleep.

While lying down to go to sleep, my brother and I asked him about his life in the seminary. Vic told us about their activities, and we, my brother and me, agreed that it was tough. We just fell asleep after that.

It started raining later that night and I remember waking up with Vic's arm around me. A strange feeling surged in me because I have never experienced this before. I could feel the warmth of his body and the heat of his breath on my neck. I started to get a hard on.

Then I became aware of Vic's hard-on pressing on my behind. I could feel the tip of his cock touching my ass and I could tell it was big. I didn't move because I was afraid he would wake up and see me enjoying this. What he did next surprised me.

He started pumping on my back. My heart pounded on my chest as he pumped on for a few seconds. His hard cock under his briefs slid up and down my back. I knew he was still asleep because after a while, he moved and turned around. I waited for him to embrace me again but it didn't happen.

And nothing happened until after a few months when Vic was on another weekend pass. It was our summer vacation and my brother was away on vacation with my sisters. I couldn't go with them because I was working on my application for high school. So there was only me
and my parents at home.

Anyway, Vic stayed with us for that weekend. We slept on separate beds since my brother wasn't there anyway. That night, we spoke about a lot of things. I brought up the topic of sex by asking him if masturbation would send us to hell.

He chuckled and said that, masturbation is sin because when you do it, you lust about somebody and lust is one of the seven deadly sins. He continued to say that since the church forbids it and we are part of the church, then we shouldn't it.

I cringed. Up to that time I was jacking off everyday. And then wickedly I told him that I read from a book that most males our age do it. He shrugged his shoulders. Then I asked him if he does it.

He shrugged his shoulders again. Then he tricked me by asking the same question to me. I was stunned by the question, I tried to look for the right words and that made Vic laugh.

"You are doing it! I got you! You ARE doing it!" he was in stitches.

"Well..." I tried to answer back, then I stopped.

Any 12 year old Filipino, gay or straight, with the same religious background as mine will never admit he is masturbating. I just let Vic stopped laughing.

"I know you are doing it too." I whimpered after he stopped laughing.

Vic just looked at me, pouted his lips and lay down on the bed.

"Do you like it?" I asked him.

He didn't answer but he had naughty smile on his lips. Again, he tried to trick me by asking me my question. This time, I didn't hesitate.

"It feels good." I said, thinking that he knows I'm doing it anyway.

"Yeah, it feels good." he said while staring at the ceiling.

While we were talking, I covered my lap with my pillow because my pre-teen dick was already raging hard and I didn't want him to find out.. I observed him to see if he has one too. But Vic was chubby and his position was such that I cannot see his crotch clearly.

Then he stood up and walked towards my bed and sat beside me. I wasn't expecting expect what he did next.

"Aha!" he shouted as he grabbed my hard-on in a childlike horseplay.

He started laughing again. I was so embarassed that I almost cried. He was still laughing when I retaliated and grabbed his front. His cock was also hard! He was surprised with what I did but he couldn't stop laughing.

I squeezed his cock and he pushed my hand away. He stopped laughing but he was still giggling like crazy.

"Enough of that let's go to sleep."

He stood up and walked towards his bed. But I wasn't finished yet with my revenge. As he walked away I stood up and pulled his shorts down, his briefs also went down with his shorts, exposing his semi-erect cock. Since he was caught totally unaware, he lost his balance and we fell on the floor.

We were laughing and struggling as he tried to pull back his shorts on. Then I grabbed his semi-erect cock and started to jerk it, in a playful way. I can't take my eyes away from it because it was fat and its head has a purple tint in it. It was jutting out from a thick bush of pubic hair. I was impressed.

He stopped struggling and I stopped jerking his cock. Our laughter also died down because he turned serious. I was still holding his still semi-erect cock, tugging at it.

"That's not funny." he said seriously.

He tried to pry his cock from my hand but I won't let go. I gave a nervous giggle while I started to jerk his cock again.

"Stop it, that's not funny anymore." my cousin said, his voice threatening.

I let go of his cock. He stood up and put his shorts back on. I stood up, followed him to his bed.

"I was just joking!" I said in a pleading voice.

"Yes, I know. But I don't like it. Let's go to sleep." he said.

Nothing more was said about the incident. Nothing of the same stuff also happened because my nerdy older brother has returned home and everytime Vic was there, they would talk endlessly about guitars and warships.

Once, our grandmother asked Vic and me to spend the night with her and grandfather. Since they were living only two blocks away from our place, Vic and I just walked. There was a heavy downpour that night and we only have one umbrella. So Vic placed his arms on my shoulder and I wrapped my arms around his waist, walking under the rain. We were drenched when we reached our grandparent's place.

My grandmother was hysterical when she saw us wet. She herded the two of us to the bathroom and ordered us to get undressed and take a shower. She said that Vic and I better take the shower together so that none of us will catch colds. We hesitated and told her that we will do it one after the other, but the old lady won't hear any of it.

She left after we took off our shirts and came back with towels and a couple of grandfather's clothes. She was still insisting that we take our showers immediately and then closed the door of the bathroom.

Vic did not take off his briefs so I kept mine too. He and I started to take our shower and upon seeing my cousin's half-naked body who has his back on me, my cock started to stir. When he faced me, I saw the outline of his cock inside his wet briefs. My tool immediately became rigid. By this time, I knew I was attracted with him and he was one of my fantasies when I jerk off.

Vic saw my erection and he started to snicker. I was so embarassed I turned away from him, but he had other things in mind.

He suddenly locked me in a bear hold, trapping my hands on my side and making me powerless to hide my erection.

"Let me see it! Let me see it!" he said while laughing.

I wanted to struggle but stopped because I could also feel his cock pressing on my back. His hold loosen as he grabbed my dick with one hand while holding me with his other arm. I let him do it because I was turned on by the idea. He pulled on my dick such that it hurt a little. His body jiggled as he laughed.

Then the door opened and in came our grandfather to check on us. Our grandmother did not lock the door. Judging from his expression, he saw what we were doing and he didn't like it. He said a mild expletive.

"Stop horsing around! Finish your shower or you might catch cold!" he warned us.

Vic let go of me and started the shower. I soaped myself, my cock fell limp inside my briefs.

Our grandfather stood by the door and kept an eye on us as we finished our shower.

"You are both crazy young boys." he grunted at us.

He was barking orders as we put on our clothes, telling us to hurry up since my grandmother has finished cooking dinner. Then he herded us to have our dinner with them.

We spent the rest of the evening listening to Vic tell stories about his life in the seminary. My grandparents then asked him to lead our evening prayers before we go to sleep.

When we were on the bed, Vic started with his horseplay again. I was on my stomach and he straddled my back. I protested that he was too heavy but he just continued laughing. I tried to change my position so he would fall off but I can't move my body because of his weight. So I started using my hands to hit him. He stood up and I rolled on my back. He was hovering over me on his knees and still laughing. Then I grabbed on his crotch. He cried out and laughed loudly, and he grabbed me in return.

I was so turned on with what he did that my dick stirred in his hands. I let go of his cock when he stopped laughing and looked me in the eye.

"You are getting hard!" he cried out and he snickered.

I took a deep breath and grabbed his member, it stirred in my hands. You are getting hard too, I said, my voice raspy because my heartbeat was quickening. I released my hold on him because I was afraid he might notice my excitement at what we were doing.

He got off of me and lay on the bed beside me. We didn't make a sound for a few minutes. We were so silent I swear I could hear my heartbeat. I noticed he was looking at me, and I looked at him in return.

He took my hand and placed it over his crotch. I could feel it getting harder so I squeezed it, waiting for Vic to do something. He lay there, as if waiting for me to do something. I took it as a sign that it was okay with him so I got bolder. I put my hand under his shorts and searched for my cousin's cock. He lowered his shorts when I found it.

I looked at his cock admiringly and started to jerk it. He put one hand on my tummy and started rubbing it. We were still looking at each other's eyes, not saying a word.

I continued to jerk his cock slowly, precum started to form on its slit. The head turned purple as it was filled with blood.

Up to that point, I haven't tried sucking cock before this and I was really curious about it. I made up my mind that very minute that I will try it on Vic. Taking all the courage I have inside, I moved to take his cock into my mouth. Vic raised his hips and moaned.

Since I didn't have a single clue how to do it, I went for broke. I took his entire cock in my mouth in one move that I gagged.

Vic laughed. He pulled my head away from his cock and told me not to do it.

"You might bite it off!" he said.

But I was determined to milk him. So I tried to take him in again, this time one part at a time. I took in the head of his cock, gently sucking on it while I held on to the remaining part. Then I slowly took in part of the shaft, making sure I won't take the entire thing again.

Vic started caressing the back of my head while gently thrusting his hips towards my face. I carefully took in the rest of him and was even surprised to find out I didn't gag. I was enjoying what I was doing. I took it out to take some air and then I worked my tongue on the shaft. I knew he was enjoying it because he was moaning and caressing my back.

I took in his cock again and he met my mouth with a thrust of his hips. He would jerk his body everytime my teeth scraped his tool. So I was careful not to let it happen.

"I think I am ready..." he said softly.

Right after that, he sprayed his load inside my mouth. Being this the first time I tasted cum, I didn't know what to do with it. I just let it flow from my mouth. It dribbled from my open mouth, creating a mini-puddle in his thick bush.

"That was great. Where did you learn that?" he asked me.

I told him it's my first time to suck cock. He would not believe me. Then I asked him if someone has done it to him before and he shook his head. He whispered that it's his first time too. He mushed my hair and told me he would go to the bathroom to wash up.

He came back after a while, and lay beside me. I went to the bedroom and seeing my reflection on the mirror, I smiled back at myself. I've done it, I told myself, I sucked cock. I felt so exhilirated.

Vic was still awake when I came back. I lay down beside him and we went to sleep in a bear hug. We woke up when we heard our grandfather knocking at the bedroom door.

We spent the whole morning helping with the chores in our grandparent's house and left after eating our lunch. It was time for him to go back to the seminary but he promised our grandfather that he will visit them again when he gets another pass.

That next visit happened after a few months. He asked me to go with him, I would have said no because I have some schoolwork to do. But the prospect of having the chance to suck his cock again was too much to resist so I went with him.

All the time we were there, I waited for bedtime to come. I couldn't even taste the food we had for dinner. As if everything was going against my plan, Grandfather was in a story-telling mood that night, he told us about his experience as a guerilla during World War II. We have heard the same story before but Vic showed genuine interest on it, especially about how grandfather killed a young Japanese soldier when they chanced upon him taking a bath in a river.

I just sat there and observed my cousin, who at that time was lying on the couch. His head rested on grandfather's lap who was gently stroking his hair. I can't forget that sight because until now, I think it was hysterically funny.

But my mind was full of other thoughts about Vic. I played on my mind how he looked like when I was sucking his cock and how he would be like naked on top of me.

When it was time to go to sleep, we just lay on the bed for a while. I wanted him to do the first move but he wasn't doing anything so I placed my hand on his crotch. He didn't do anything so I proceeded to put my hand inside his shorts and touched his cock. He placed one arm over my shoulder and he pulled me close to him. I started to jerk his cock and it began to grow bigger in my hand. He pulled me closer to him and I could feel his warm breath
in my ear. Then he reached out for my cock with his other hand and started jerking it too. I moaned and pressed my face in his armpit. I breathed deeply and took in his smell as he continued working on my tool and me on his.

Vic kneeled on the bed and took off his shorts, followed by his shirt. I also took off my clothes and we both lay down on the bed. We continued what we were doing before we undressed. My breath was heating up and I could feel his hot breath too.

Vic guided my head towards his chest. I didn't know what to do at first until I realized he wanted me to suck his nipples. I took one in my mouth and sucked on it until it was hard and pointing up. I transferred on the other one and did the same. All the while, Vic was moaning softly and jerking me.

After a while, Vic shifted and lay on top of me. He started pumping his hard dick on my stomach, breathing heavily on every thrust. My cock on the other hand was rubbing on his legs and leaving a trail of translucent precum.

Then he whispered something to me. He wanted to try something new, he wanted to fuck my ass. I didn't answer but I wanted to beg him to do it right then and there. I was shaking in excitement, and just couldn't believe this was happening.

He put his hands on my waist and turned me on my stomach. Then he lifted my bottom and pulled me towards him. I couldn't see what he would do next and it added to my excitement. I felt the tip of his dick pressing at my opening. My opening won't yield to his tool so I tried to relax.

He stood up and took something from the nightstand. Then I heard a swishing sound, like someone applying lotion on the skin. Then I felt one of his fingers applying something on my hole. His finger entered me, I grimaced at the pain.

Vic then pushed his self into me and I felt a stinging sensation up my ass. I tore on the sheets feeling the pain ripped through my body. I couldn't shout or scream because it may wake my grandparents. Then I felt him thrust a second time and tears started to fill my eyes. I felt weak because of the intense pain in my ass.

"Take it off!" I pleaded to my cousin.

He didn't answer instead he thrusted another time and I felt his balls hit my rump. I knew then that he has his entire cock inside of me. I thought I would die. His cock felt so hard and hot inside of me. The sensation was a combination of stinging pain and itchiness I haven't experienced in my life till then.

"I'm dying here." I told Vic as tears start to fall from my eyes.

He just snickered and started pumping his cock inside me. My vision went black and I thought I would end up in hell. I promised my self that if I survive this, I will never let another man do this to me again.

His pumping went faster and faster and I thought he was mixing something inside me. Then he bent over and whispered in my ear that he is ready to come. After a few seconds, I felt something hot spreading inside me. Vic's pumping slowed down and he crumpled on top of me when he stopped.

Then I felt his hand looking for my cock. I rolled from under him and allowed him to jerk me. My ass was throbbing painfully and I felt so sick that my cock wouldn't stand up. Vic stopped jerking me after a while.

I looked at my cousin and he was all red in the face. His sweat soaked eyebrows knotted together as he kept his eyes closed. I felt an irresistable urge so I put my arm around him. He also put his arm around me and we stayed in that position for some time. I felt something dripping from my ass so I stood up and ran to the bathroom naked. I immediately checked for blood but instead found Vic's semen.

In a few seconds he was standing next to me. He asked me whether I was hurt or something. I said I am alright but my ass is aching. He placed a hand on my butt and I looked at him. He has his shorts on and he handed me a towel and my clothes. He told me to wash up and go to sleep.

But I wasn't able to sleep. While Vic slept like a baby, a lot of questions swirled in my mind. Was Vic gay? Where did he learn how to fuck ass? Did somebody teach him in the seminary? Will both of us go to hell for this?

I asked him all of these while we were walking back to our house from our grandparents. Vic said that it was his first time to do it. He just wanted to try it and he isn't gay and nobody taught him about it in the seminary.

Then I asked him if it will come in the way of his dream of becoming a priest. He said he wasn't sure. But he made me promise that nothing will come out about it. I retorted that as if it was something to crow about. He put his arm on my shoulder and pulled me close to him.

"You are now my favorite cousin." he told me.

To this day, I don't know what made Vic do it. But we didn't have the chance to do it again. My grandfather would ask my mom to tell my brother to go to their place whenever Vic visits them.

When he slept in our place, he still shared my bed. Even with my brother around, he would sometimes let me jerk his cock. But a slight movement from my brother sleeping on the other bed would put a stop to our 'tryst'.

His weekend pass ended when he went to a major seminary where he was allowed to go out only once a year. By that time, I was already in the university and living in a dormitory.

Vic went on to become a priest. On his day of ordination, my grandparents beamed with pride as they watched him take his priestly vows. Our grandfather even required the entire clan to attend his first mass. He also officiated the mass when my grandparents renewed their vows on their 65th wedding anniversary. He was also the one who gave my grandmother the last rites. He was crying when he said mass before we interred her.

I rarely see Fr. Vic, as we now call him, nowadays. In a way, he was the first man in my life even though he was just 18 at that time. He now has a special place in my heart.

One time, I confessed to Fr. Vic the things we did when we were younger. I dropped by his parish when my work brought me to the province where he was assigned. I could hear him shift inside the confessional when he realized it was me. He gave me absolution and penance.

I waited for him in his office after mass and invited him to have dinner in the hotel where I was staying. My confession was never brought up. But before he left, he said that he has confessed what we have done before and he was sure that we were both forgiven for that.

I drove him back to his church and we hugged each other tightly before he went out of the car. I watched him get inside the building. He looked back at me and waved his hand before entering the door. I waited until the door closed behind him, then I drove back to the hotel.

A Filipino Family Story: Lolo Simeon

by: ramil beltran

A Filipino Family Story: My Cousin And Namesake, Ramil

by: ramil beltran

A Filipino Family Story: A Long Weekend At Ramil's Grandfather's House

by: ramil beltran

This is a collection of my experiences with the men in my family. All events happened but names of people and places were changed for obvious reasons.

If you are below 18 years old and are offended by stories involving homosexual encounters please do not read the following stories. Otherwise, sit back, read on and enjoy.

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Note:

I have already introduced in the previous books some of the relatives I will mention in this installment. You may check out the earlier installments if the narrative becomes a little confusing for you.

A LONG WEEKEND AT RAMIL'S GRANDFATHER'S HOUSE

A few weeks ago, I received a call from my favorite cousin, Ramil. He asked me if I wanted to spend the weekend with him in his grandfather's place in Nueva Ecija, a province north of Manila. It was going to be a long weekend and I didn't have anything planned so I agreed.

A few days later, I drove two hours to get to Ramil's place. He was already packed and ready to go. We left my car in his garage and he drove us to Nueva Ecija.

He said he was glad I went with him because there was practically nothing to do in his Lolo's place. He explained that his father asked him to go to the old folks because they were complaining that nobody visits them anymore. Aside from that, the old man just came out of the hospital after some respiratory problems.

Ramil's Lolo Julian is the husband of Lola Merced. Lola Merced is the only sister of my grandfather, my father's father. She is also the eldest among them. Lolo Julian is fond of Ramil because when my cousin was still starting in school, he would always dance in front of the old man while singing the new songs he learned. Aside from that, the whole family agrees
that Ramil looked almost exactly like his Lola, a fact that Lolo Julian would tell everyone every time he sees his grandson.

Ramil also has a special bond with the old man. He used to spend at least half of his summer vacation with the old folks. When he goes out of the country, he makes sure he brings something for his grandparents.

Lolo Julian has strong Spanish features. He has a tall nose and long face. His eyes were brown, a rarity among Filipinos. His lips were thin and his skin was very fair. It was in contrast with Lola Merced who has skin that was kissed by the sun, as my own grandfather would say.

It was almost dark when we got to Nueva Ecija. Since he hated driving when it's dark, I took over the wheel while my cousin gave me directions. It was not hard to find the house; it was one of the oldest there.

The house was built even before the war. It has very strong Spanish influence. The ground floor was meant to be the garage but now, it was turned into quarters for the elderly house helper and her husband. Ramil's grandparents lived on the upper floor.

When we arrived, Lola Merced and the house helper were already preparing the table for dinner. We kissed her hand and she told us to go to Lolo Julian who was in the balcony.

The old man was sitting in his rocking chair. His eyes lit up when he saw us. He raised his hand so that we could kiss it. Ramil went first and I was surprised with what happened next.

Ramil was about to kiss his hand when Lolo Julian suddenly grabbed his crotch. The old man has a wide grin on his face as he asked my cousin.

"Has this thing grown any bigger?" His hand stayed in my cousin's crotch, looking for his member.

I looked at my cousin and he doesn't seem to care with what his Lolo was doing to him. He just smiled at me.

"Lolo, you know there's no way for that to grow any bigger." He just said, smiling.

The old man laughed and removed his hand. When it was my turn to kiss his hand, the old man also grabbed my front. I jumped, both Ramil and his grandfather laughed.

"See, your cousin has a big one!" The old man said as he let go of my cock.

He motioned for Ramil to come near. My cousin obediently approached him; Lolo Julian once again put his hand on my cousin's cock. He shook his head and said that, it's a pity Ramil was given a pittance for a cock. Looking at me, the old man said maybe Ramil got it from his mother's family.

He was still holding Ramil's cock when Lola Merced came to the balcony to call us for dinner. She was so angry when he saw what her husband was doing. She scolded him and took his hand away from Ramil. She turned to my cousin and me and told us not to let the old man do that to us.

When we were alone in the bedroom, I asked Ramil when the old man started to hold him that way. He said he used to do that to all his grandsons when they were little. Everybody thought it was funny, nobody thought badly about it. He stopped it when the kids were already going to school. He only started doing it again when he got really old. He was more than 90 years old, and everybody thinks it's a sign of senility.

"Does he do it to you even when there are other people around?" I asked Ramil.

"Oh yes. We think it's old age. Besides, we'd rather that he be a little playful than being grumpy all the time" Ramil explained.

We went to bed with only our briefs on that night because it was warm and humid. In a few minutes however, we began groping at each other's body. The night ended with me releasing my load deep inside my cousin's ass.

The following day, we spent the whole morning with Lolo Julian at the balcony. My cousin and I watched the two men cleaning the garden without their shirts on. Lolo Julian just sat on his rocking chair, listening to some opera music.

Ramil recognized the older of the two men as the husband of Lola Merced's house helper. He called the man by his first name, Diego. The man looked up at us and waved his hand. The other also looked up and I imagined our eyes met. I asked Ramil who that man was but he didn't know. Then, Diego introduced him as his brother, Rene. The man smiled. Ramil hasn't noticed me yet so he dismissed the two men with a wave of his hand.

I followed Rene with my eyes as he walked towards the other side of the garden. Ramil nudged me and told me that it was still too early for that.

In the afternoon, Lolo Julian's nephew, Enrique, who was a doctor dropped by to check on him. While Tiyo King, (Tiyo is another Filipino term for Uncle, it's something we got from our Spanish colonizers. King was his nickname) was checking his lungs and heart, Lolo Julian grabbed him in the groin. His nephew, who was almost 50 years old laughed.

"Hey Ramil!" the old man called my cousin, "Look, your Tiyo King has a big one. It's really big! Come, hold it your self!"

The old man was grinning widely as he held on to his nephew's groin. Ramil hesitated. He was too ashamed to follow what his Lolo was asking him to do.

Tiyo King was just smiling and shaking his head. He looked at us and said
that the old man does that all the time.

"What are you waiting for? Hold it!" The old man urged my cousin.

Tiyo King looked at him and shrugged his shoulder. He motioned my cousin to go ahead and do what the old man was saying. Reluctantly, Ramil stood up and went near his Lolo and Tio King. The old man took his hand and placed it on the doctor's cock. Lolo Julian laughed.

"What did I tell you? It's big, isn't it?" The old man laughed.

My cousin tried to remove his hand but his lolo urged him to squeeze what he was holding. Ramil reluctantly followed his grandfather. Lolo laughed until his voice became hoarse.

Tiyo King was still shaking his head and smiling. He warned Lolo Julian not to exert too much effort because he has not fully recovered yet.

Lola Merced came to the room carrying a tray of food for everybody. She admonished her husband for laughing loud, reminding him of his ailment. Then she turned to Tiyo King and asked him if her husband grabbed his crotch again. The doctor laughed and said he doesn't mind it at all and even told the old woman that Lolo Julian asked Ramil to touch him.

"And did you do it?" She asked my cousin in a stern voice.

Of course Ramil answered yes. She started scolding her husband for asking his grandson to do it. The old man just laughed. Then she turned to Tiyo King and scolded him for letting Ramil touch his genitals. Both men just laughed and began to take their food.

While we were eating our share, I asked Ramil if his Tiyo King's tool was really big. He smiled at me and nodded his head furiously. I gasped and looked at the doctor's crotch. The huge bulge said it all.

That night, I confessed to Ramil that seeing him holding Tiyo King's crotch really turned me on. He hit me with a pillow. He said that we should go to sleep early. I continued to talk and told him how Rene, the brother of the house helper's husband, also turned me on.

"He's almost forty years old, he's separated from his wife. He drinks a lot and he sleeps downstairs." My cousin told me in a sleepy voice.

I said he should find a way for me to get my hands on Rene.

He told me to quit it and just go to sleep. I said I couldn't sleep because all I see were images of Rene naked and making out with me. He reached out for something in the drawers and then gave it to me. It was a box of Kleenex.

"Here, just jerk it off your mind." He said and he buried his head in the pillow.

I placed the box on the floor and just went to sleep. This time, I couldn't sleep because my cousin was snoring loudly beside me.

We did the same things the following day; we sat with Lolo Julian in the living room and listened to an opera recording. The old man had his eyes closed, my cousin had his eyes on a book, and I had mine on the half-naked Rene in the garden.

He was working by himself, his body drenched in sweat. He looked up and found me staring at him. I smiled at him and he smiled back at me. I opened my mouth and placed a finger on it. He smiled and rolled his tongue over his lips. I looked back at Ramil; his head was still buried in the book. I looked back at Rene who was still looking up at me. He formed a fist and started pumping it in front of his mouth; it was a sign for a blowjob. I was flustered so I turned away. I felt so hot and my heart was beating madly inside me.

Ramil raised his head and studied me from head to toe. Then he moved towards me and looked out of the window. When Rene saw him, the man turned away and went back to what he was doing.

"Whatever it is you're planning to do with him, don't let the others know about it. If Lola Merced finds out she will break your neck." My cousin warned me.

The old man opened his eyes. He asked Ramil for a glass of water. I looked back at Rene; he was already busy trimming the hedges.

Tiyo King was back that afternoon to check on Lolo Julian. He asked the old man if he's feeling any difficulty in his breathing. The old man said he was breathing okay. He once again listened to Lolo's heart and lungs. Instantly, the old man grabbed his genitals. He winced.

"Tiyo that hurts." He said softly.

The old man let go of his cock. I took the chance to ask Ramil why Tiyo King was so close to the old man. Perhaps he heard me, Tiyo King answered that it was Lolo Julian who practically raised him and his sister after his own father died. The old man even paid for his tuition fee in university and medical school. That's when I also understood why he has so much patience for the old man and his weird acts.

"I haven't seen your penis in a long time." Lolo Julian suddenly told the doctor.

"But you've never seen my penis before!" Tio King chuckled.

"Is that so? Then show it to me now."

We were all surprised with what Lolo Julian just said. Tiyo King just laughed and said that he couldn't show his cock with Ramil and me around.

"Oh never mind them. I'm sure they also want to see it. Those two boys are actually gay!" Lolo Julian chuckled.

I almost fell from my chair; Ramil acted as if he didn't hear anything. Tiyo King shook his head and chuckled at the antics of the old man. But the old man kept on with his request.

"Come on, show it to me. I want to see if your penis is really big." The old man said it like he was giving orders.

Now, I thought that this was too much for Tiyo King. Raising him and paying for his education does not give Lolo Julian the right to abuse him this way. But the doctor just shrugged his shoulder and looked at us smiling. He opened his fly and took out his cock. It was really big and circumcised. The head was bulbous and the shaft was thick. Tiyo didn't take out his balls, just his cock.

Lolo Julian was so amused; his eyes were open wide as he took it in his hand.

"The son of a bitch is really big! Ramil look at this. Your cock should be as big as this." Lolo Julian laughed.

Tiyo King was red in the face, embarrassed by what his uncle was doing. He was still holding the cock in his hand when Lolo Julian asked a question that left us all dumbfounded.

"Tell me, does it still get hard?" Then he laughed out heartily.

"Of course it does." Tiyo King stammered.

I knew what would come next after that.

"Let me see it get hard. Ramil, make your Tiyo's cock get hard." He motioned to my cousin.

"Tiyo, you are embarrassing the boy." Tiyo King told Lolo Julian. He took his cock from the old man's hand and placed it back inside his pants.

Tiyo King looked at us and said that we must be patient with his old uncle. He added that the old man didn't mean any harm and was just being playful. Still, there was some tension in the room so Tiyo King tried to talk about golf with us. I found out that Ramil has started getting into the sport. The conversation eased the tension in the room.

The doctor continued checking on the old man. Luckily, the whole scene was over when Lola Merced came in the room with the usual tray of food for all of us. We were surprised at what Lolo Julian told her.

"Oh you should have come in earlier. You should have seen Enrique's cock."

The old woman was mad as hell. She started scolding Tiyo King.

"You should not let your uncle always have his way with you!" She told him. "You knew so well that he is out of his mind already!"

Tiyo King chuckled and said that it's okay because we were all men, anyway. He wouldn't have shown it if Lola Merced was around. Still, the old woman was inconsolable. She later told us that if Lolo Julian did that to us, we should spank his hand.

After dinner, I told Ramil that I would see Rene in his room downstairs. My cousin smirked at me and told me that whatever happens to me, I have nobody to blame but myself. He added that I must make sure that the old folks wouldn't get involved with what I am about to do.

I slipped out of the house and went downstairs where Rene was staying. I pushed the door of his room and it gave in. I was met by the musky smell of maleness. I walked in and found him lying in his bed with only his green bikini briefs on. He motioned me to come near and he sat up. I sat beside him and he took off my shirt. He started kissing me on the neck and I felt his hot, liquor-smelling breath. I placed my hand on his crotch and he opened his legs wide. He continued kissing me down to my chest; he took my nipple in his mouth and started sucking on it.

I slid my hand inside his briefs and got hold of his cock. He stood up and took off his last clothing. He was now completely naked. His cock was average in size and in my own estimate bigger than mine. His balls were dark and his pubic hair was thick.

He held my head and pushed it towards his piece of meat. It became obvious that the man has poor personal hygiene because he smelled so bad. I was repulsed I wanted to throw up. He buried my face in his crotch and it was all I could take. I pushed him away and stood up. Before I could pick up my shirt, he took hold of me in a bear hug and pulled me close to him. He handled me very roughly. He kissed me in the mouth and tried to pry open my lips with his tongue. When his hold on me loosened, I pushed him and he fell on the floor. I left my shirt and went upstairs.

Ramil was reading his book on the bed. When he saw me, he shook his head. He had a smug smirk on his face. I told him I didn't want to hear what he wanted to say. I admitted I made a big mistake and I've never been so foolish all my life.

Just then there was a knock on the door. It was Lola Merced. She was crying, begging us to fetch Tio King because Lolo Julian was having difficulty in breathing. Ramil panicked and ran to his Lolo's room. I told Lola Merced that I would just bring along the house helper to show me the way to Tiyo King's house.

Tiyo King was already in his pajamas and ready to go to bed when we got to his place. He just put on his robe and went with us. He sat beside me and his robe parted, exposing the crotch of his pajama pants. He appeared to be not wearing any underwear. I couldn't help but look at it and I saw the outline of his huge member. My mouth went dry so I just focused on my driving. Still, I glanced on it every once in a while.

When we arrived, Lola Merced and Ramil were sitting at each side of the bed. Ramil was gently rubbing the chest of Lolo Julian. The old man was awake and sitting on the bed but was obviously having difficulty in breathing. Tiyo King asked us to bring Lola Merced out because the old woman was so distressed.

After a few minutes, Tiya Merle, the wife of Tiyo King, arrived in their car. She helped us take care of Lola Merced who was crying endlessly.

The doctor came out after what seemed to be hours. He said that Lolo Julian was all right except that he couldn't expel the excess mucus in his throat. He gave him something that will dissolve the mucus and bring it to his stomach.

Tiyo King also checked Lola Merced's blood pressure. He asked Ramil to get him immediately if something happens. He and Tiya Merle left after making sure that everything was all right.

When I went to our bedroom, Ramil wasn't on the bed. I figured that maybe he decided to watch over his grandfather. It was only then that I remembered to take a shower.

I let the water run over my entire body. I wanted so much to remove all odor Rene left on me. I rubbed my skin so much that it turned red. I remembered the smell of Rene and I rubbed even harder. My skin was raw after my shower but I felt clean. I slept by myself that night, hoping that everything will be all right in the morning.

In the morning, Lolo Julian was back to his old self. We listened the whole morning to his favorite classical pieces. Ramil was almost through with his book; his eyebrows were knitted as he read. I watched Diego and Rene worked in the garden. Occasionally, Rene would look up at me but would quickly withdraw his eyes when he saw me looking at him. As I looked at him, I began to wonder why I got attracted to him in the first place. I thought it was all because of my raging libido.

That afternoon, Tiyo King checked on Lolo Julian again. He asked the old man how he was doing. The old man just nodded his head. Tiyo King tapped on his back, and listened to his heart and lungs. He instructed Ramil to make sure that Lolo Julian got a change of shirt afterwards because he was sweating.

Lolo Julian once again touched Tiyo King's front but quickly withdrew his hand. It was a sign that he was okay. Tiyo kissed the old man on his forehead and said that he should take everything slowly. The old man just nodded.

It was our last night in Nueva Ecija and Ramil was reluctant to leave. He called his father on the mobile phone to tell them what happened the night before. After the phone call, he told me that he was going to sleep with Lolo Julian and if I want to, I can pull the mattress off the bed and sleep on the floor. Since I didn't want to sleep by myself, I agreed.

We carried the mattress to the old man's bedroom. Lola Merced was sleeping in another room to let Lolo Julian and Ramil sleep together.

I thought Ramil would sleep with me on the floor but to my surprise he climbed on his Lolo's bed and lay there. The old man moved to give him space and they both lied on their back. I sat on the edge of the bed watching them. Then, the old man placed his hand on Ramil's crotch and felt for his cock. Lolo Julian looked at me and smiled. He was chuckling
when he found it.

"My goodness, child. It's so small I still have to look for it!" The old man kidded Ramil.

Ramil, perhaps in a playful mood, suddenly grabbed his grandfather's cock. The old man just chuckled. Ramil held it in his hand.

"So, what can you say about that? Your grandfather is big, isn't he?" The old man said laughing.

I was so surprised at this. I wanted to look somewhere else but the sight was a big turn on for me. I felt my cock stirred in my shorts.

Ramil withdrew his hand from his grandfather's cock and placed it on the old man's chest. Suddenly, the old man looked at me.

"You want to touch it?" He asked me.

Not wanting to hurt his feelings and because I also wanted to, I touched his cock. Lolo was not wearing any underwear. It was really big but soft. I felt like I was touching something forbidden so I quickly withdrew my hand. The old man just laughed.

"Come on, touch your Lolo's cock again." He nudged Ramil.

My cousin obliged and put his hand on his grandfather's crotch. Knowing my cousin, he didn't like what he was doing. But his grandfather has other things in mind.

He once again touched my cousin's cock and started playing with it. My cousin was so shocked and quickly removed his grandfather's hand from his member. The old man chuckled.

My cousin lay on his stomach and then reached out for the old man's cock. Instead of stopping him, Lolo Julian took Ramil's hand and placed it inside his pants. My cousin immediately pulled out his hand. He wrapped his hand around his grandfather who immediately felt for his cock. My cousin protested but Lolo Julian just continued on what he was doing.

I excused myself and told them that I need to go to the toilet. It was meant to give them privacy in their little game and to give my self some air. The whole thing turned me on and I wanted to jerk off right then and there. It reminded me of my experience with Lolo Simeon.

When I came back, the two were still touching each other's cock. But there was a silly grin on Lolo Julian's face.

"He's hard. I didn't know he could get this hard." He told me.

"Lolo, that's enough. I might release my load in your hand." My cousin warned his grandfather. The old man laughed and dared his grandson to ejaculate. Ramil shook his head; he removed his grandfather's hand from his shorts and his hand from his grandfather's. He put one arm over his grandfather and snuggled closely to him with his eyes closed.

"You need to get enough sleep. Let's go to sleep. Please turn off the light, Ramil." My cousin told me.

I stood up and went to the light switch and when I looked back at them, I saw Lolo Julian closed his eyes. I turned off the light and went to bed.

"When are you coming back?" I heard the old man asked my cousin.

"I'll try to come here once a month." My cousin answered.

I heard the old man clucked his tongue.

"You should come here more often. I might be dead the next time you come here."

"Don't say that, Lolo. We'll see each other again soon. Now go to sleep." I heard my cousin.

I felt a little envious with the close relationship between my cousin and his grandfather.

They were already out in the balcony when I woke up the following morning. Lola Merced was preparing breakfast and the stereo was blaring out Sousa Marches. The old man was drinking coffee while Ramil was scanning the newspapers. My cousin told us that there was nothing on the paper but the war in Afghanistan.

Lolo Julian started talking about his experiences as a young soldier during World War II. He was already married to Lola Merced whose brothers joined the guerilla. Lola Merced, he told us, was brought to a hiding place with their children, including Ramil's father. His story continued while we were having our breakfast.

After having lunch, we began packing our things. Ramil explained to his grandparents that we had to leave early because I would still go home to Manila.

When we were about to leave, Ramil kissed his grandmother's hand again. Then he kissed Lolo Julian on the forehead. Instinctively, the old man reached out for his crotch. Lola Merced was furious. The old man just laughed.

Diego took our bags and placed it in the trunk of Ramil's car. The compartment was still open when we got there and Ramil just closed it. Lolo Julian and Lola Merced stayed at the top of the stairs. We waved goodbye to them and we boarded the car.

It was Rene who opened the gate for us. He was looking at me and I felt uneasy in my seat. Ramil was busy maneuvering the car so he didn't notice. When we passed by him, Rene winked his eye at me. I cringed in my seat.

Ramil didn't have any problem driving back to his house. Along the way, we started exchanging stories. I told him that Tiyo King reminded me of Uncle Gusting except that Tiyo King has a well-maintained body.

Ramil said that he somehow feels sorry for Lolo Julian. He said that its good Tiyo King understood his crotch grabbing habit. He added that he wanted to visit the old folks more often, maybe at least twice a month.

I asked him whether he was really turned on when Lolo Julian touched his cock. He said it was nothing but pure natural reaction. He said he grabbed Lolo Julian's cock just to give the old man a dose of his own medicine.

I further asked him whether he would obey his Lolo if he were asked to take his dick in his mouth. My cousin looked at me, bewildered.

"That's my Lolo we're talking about. Do you think your Lolo would ask you to do something like that?" His voice was stern.

I didn't answer him. I put my hand on his shoulder and said I was sorry I asked him a dumb question. He just smiled at me. I realized then that Ramil may be attracted to our older relatives, but he wasn't like me who would pursue his feelings to sexual completion.

We talked about other things along the way. I was afraid he would grill me about my mishap with Rene. Thankfully, there was no mention about it throughout our trip. He tried to convince to get into golf and even bragged that there's a magnificent golf course near his place.

When we got to his place, we ate the snacks Lola Merced prepared for us. We watched his latest dvd, Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. Afterwards, he prepared dinner while I took a shower.

I was already dressed when the electricity suddenly went off. I asked Ramil if he'll be alright alone. He said it was okay with him and insisted that I must have dinner with him before I leave. I was left with no choice. Besides, he is really a very good cook.

On my way home, I suddenly remembered Rene and I shivered. I wondered whatever happened to my shirt. I became even more nervous when I began to think what could have happened had I not been able to get away from his grip.

When I arrived home, I realized that the power outage affected a large portion of Luzon. I went directly to my room and began to unpack my things. I was surprised to see the shirt I left in Rene's room on top of the heap. I picked it up to spread it and something fell on the floor. I almost fainted when I saw what it was.

It was Rene's unwashed green bikini briefs.

A Filipino Family Story: My Wild Distant Relative

by: ramil beltran

A Filipino Family Story: Holiday Cheers - Part 1

by: ramil beltran

This is a collection of my experiences with the men in my family. All events happened but names of people and places were changed for obvious reasons.

If you are below 18 years old and are offended by stories involving homosexual encounters please do not read the following stories. Otherwise, sit back, read on and enjoy.

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HOLIDAY CHEERS, Part 1

The past holiday season was a very busy time for me. Not only did I share holiday cheers to a lot of people, but I also had a lot of experience with the men in my family. Some of the events were unbelievable that until now, I am still trying to figure out what I did to deserve what happened.

I celebrated the holidays in the farm of my mother's parents. This is because my grandfather celebrated his 95th birthday. My workload was a little heavy before the holiday breaks so my parents went ahead of me. I was assured that someone would pick me up at the airport when I get to the province.

I wasn't surprised that it was Uncle Gusting who picked me up when I arrived. He was leaner than the last time I saw him. I asked him what happened and he said that his doctor advised him to lose some weight. I told him I was impressed and he just smiled at me.

He then told me that we would pass by their house because he still has to make some phone calls and he would prepare us some breakfast. I had other things in mind, of course.

I kept on staring at the attractive man beside me. He just smiled each time he looked and caught me staring at him. He started a conversation about my grandparents and the farm. This was our topic until we reached their place.

Uncle Gusting made some phone calls while I ate my breakfast. I was washing the dishes when he finished his calls. He asked me to help him put some things on his pick-up and we went to the farm. I tried to get some sleep during our one and half hour trip to the farm, but I can't concentrate because every time I close my eyes, I see my Uncle Gusting's naked form.

I tried starting a conversation with him by asking how my Auntie Mina was doing. He just smiled at me and said that she's still the same as the last time we met.

"Still no sex?" I tried not to show how tense I was. I didn't expect him to answer.

Uncle Gusting laughed and shook his head.

"So how do you manage?" I asked, my voice was beginning to crack.

He looked at me and laughed.

"How about you? Are you still at it?" He suddenly asked me.

"Well... You see..." I stammered. I didn't know what to say.

There was a tense silence between us. I looked at him, his eyes were on the road but there was a faint smile on his lips. I summoned all my courage before I was able to say the next thing I said.

"I was thinking we could do it while I'm here." I said it so fast I was afraid he wouldn't understand me.

He turned to look at me. His face was serious.

"You're still interested to do it with me? I'm much older now you know..."

"And better!" I didn't let him finish his sentence.

He laughed and shook his head. Then he placed his hands on my thigh, I felt tiny electric bolts jumping in my spine.

"You're not getting any younger. Aren't you thinking of getting married?"

I almost fell from my seat. Me? Getting married? I wanted to scream at him.

"Oh, wrong question." He said grinning, his hand still on my thigh.

I felt him squeeze my thigh, instantly my cock began to grow inside my pants. I was so afraid that he would notice. I looked at his crotch and noticed there was no sign of activity down there. I wanted to grab him but I was afraid he might lose control of the car.

"Whatever you're thinking, this isn't the right time for it." Uncle Gusting chuckled.

"Do you want me to drive from here?" I asked rather absent-mindedly.

"No. We're almost there."

I took a deep breath and pushed on my earlier proposal.

"I really want to make it out with you while I'm here."

He looked at me and I looked at him straight in the eye. I wanted him to realize how much I wanted him, his body.

We remained silent for the remainder of the trip. I kept on stealing glances at Uncle Gusting, waiting for signs if he was interested with what I want. It left me afraid that I wouldn't get the chance to have him on this occasion.

We arrived at the farm at noon. Everyone was getting ready to have lunch. There were several tables set in the old house, that's how we call our grandparents' house. Our grandparents were seated in one table with all the aunts and the uncles. Uncle Gusting took his place there. The grandchildren, that's us, were in another big table while the great grandchildren were seated in yet another table.

After I made my presence known to the old folks, I took my seat beside Trish, a cousin about my age. We updated each other while having our lunch. After this, Trish took her motorbike and we went around the farm, we returned in time for the afternoon snacks. My other cousins joined us at the table.

One of them caught my attention, Peping, the youngest son of Uncle Gusting. He has a strong resemblance to his father, but chubby. Peping, however, is a special child and in his teens, has the mind of a little child.

Our grandfather joined us at the table and asked us what we were planning to do during our stay in the farm. Most of my cousins, including my brother and sisters, told him that they couldn't stay long because they have to attend to some business.

"I plan to stay for two weeks." I told everybody.

"Good." My grandfather said and he left us.

That night, my brother and sisters went to the town center with my cousins. They left their children with our parents. I decided not to go because I wanted to get some rest. My plans changed however when I noticed that Uncle Gusting was up to something.

He told Aunt Mina and my parents he was going to the town center to get something from his eldest son's clinic there (his son is a dentist). I made up an excuse to go with him and told everybody that I forgot to bring my vitamins so I'll try to get some in the town center.

Uncle Gusting and I were not talking on the way to the clinic. I kept my eyes on the road, wondering if he was even interested.

"Let's buy your vitamins first before the shops close." He said when we reached the town.

I looked at the time; it was almost 8 o'clock in the evening.

We went to the only drugstore in the town and they do not have my vitamins. I told Uncle Gusting that it was all right. We proceeded to the clinic.

When we got there, Uncle Gusting entered the clinic first. I sat on the sofa and told Uncle Gusting that this is a comfortable place to do our thing. He laughed again.

"Not here. Your cousin might notice there's somebody here. He's just across the street over there with your other cousins." He told me.

I resigned to my fate that night. I consoled myself that I was tired anyway and may not be able to perform at my peak.

He took something from the cabinet and put it in one of his pockets. Then he turned off the main light. We managed to work our way to the receiving area with the light streaming in the window from the lamppost outside.

When we got back to the farm, Auntie Mina told us that the water supply was cut-off for reasons I wasn't able to get. I told her that the timing was bad because I really wanted to take a shower before going to sleep. Uncle Gusting also said that he needed to wash himself.

My grandfather said that we could go to a nearby spring where we used to take a bath when we were still little. Lolo added that the water there is warm and could help relax my muscles.

Uncle Gusting said that he would go with me. My heartbeat suddenly quickened. I was hoping nobody would come along so that I can have him to myself. We walked to the spring using only flashlights. The spring was a little far from the house and partly hidden by trees but we could see if anyone is approaching.

We turned off the flashlights and I immediately took off my clothes when we got there. I was only in my underwear when I heard Uncle Gusting told me to take it off because it would only make me cold. I looked at him and I realized he was naked.

He dipped into the water and said that the water was actually warm. I got in and immediately felt the relaxing effect of the warm water. We were opposite each other and I can't help feel so aroused by the fact that we were both naked. I realized that if I want something to happen, as usual, I have to make the first move.

I waded towards him, he didn't move as if he was waiting for me. I put my arms around his upper body and started to kiss him on the neck. There was still no reaction from the man. I moved on to kiss his chest and then his nipples. I also moved my hand to touch his genitals. They were under the waist deep water, still flaccid but very warm to the touch.

Uncle Gusting placed his hand on my head; guiding me to the places he wanted my mouth to explore. I started working on his cock, jerking and squeezing it alternately. That's when I heard the familiar "ungh".

I stopped kissing his body and concentrated on his cock. He was staring at me, waiting for my next move. It was an awkward position, however, I couldn't dive in the water to suck his cock so I whispered to him that we should get out of the water so I could give him a blowjob.

He got out of the water and stood there waiting for me. His cock was already waving in the air in its semi-erect state. He was looking around, checking if nobody could see us.

I knelt before him and took his cock into my mouth. I heard him take in some air. I took him deep in my throat, putting pressure on the shaft of his member. He held on to my hair, pushing my head deeper into his crotch. His cock grew bigger inside my mouth. I took it out to get some air and I took in the head, sucking on it.

Just then, I heard a piece of dried wood crack then the voice of someone coming.

"Papa?"

"Damn, it's Peping." Uncle Gusting cursed under his breath.

Uncle Gusting pushed me away from him. I crawled towards our things and threw a towel at him. He immediately wrapped the towel around his waist as I went back to the spring.

"What is it?" I heard him call to his son.

"Mama said to tell you and Ramil that the water is back. She said you just finish your wash in the house because it could be cold out here." My cousin told his father in his usual childlike manner.

Auntie Mina! I said to myself. What a killjoy. I felt sorry for Uncle Gusting that he was left there hanging with a burning in his groins.

"How long have you been here?" The older man asked his son.

"Oh, I just arrived. I stepped on a piece of wood over there. Where's Ramil?"

"Over here. Tell Auntie Mina I am almost through."

I heard Uncle Gusting telling his son that they go back to the house. He called on me and said that they were going ahead. I just said it was okay. But I was disappointed myself and it took some time before I lost the burning sensation inside my body.

I stayed for a while in the spring. I began to enjoy the idea of being naked under the stars half-submerged in warm water. A cold wind blew, however, and I was forced to go back to the house. I noticed that there were still two piles of clothes on the ground. In his haste, Uncle Gusting left his clothes along with mine. I picked all clothes and put Uncle Gusting's on top of the pile. I smelled them on my way, taking in the scent of my uncle.

I slept in the room with Peping and I realized how hard it was to have a child like him. He would wake me up in the middle of the night because he needed to get some water or he needed to pee. On the third time he woke me up, I told myself that I would ask the old folks whose idea was it to put Peping with me.

It was also Peping who woke me up that morning. He wouldn't stop so I covered myself with the blanket. It was only 5 in the morning and it was still dark outside, besides I wanted to stay in bed until breakfast is ready.

Since I didn't get out of bed, Peping sat on me pulling on the sheets and bouncing on me. I shifted to face my attacker and he ended up sitting on my morning erection. He stopped bouncing and I pulled the sheets to uncover my face.

"Papa's thing also does that in the morning." He said pointing at my hard-on.

"How did you know?" I asked him. It was a very awkward position for me.

"I know, because when I sleep with them, I would touch it."

His statement surprised me but intrigued me at the same time. I wanted to know whether they have gone beyond touching.

"He let you touch it? What does he say when you touch it."

"He doesn't know, silly. He's still asleep." Peping answered.

He then got down the bed and pulled my arms. I sat on the bed in surrender. Nobody can have his way with Peping.

"My thing also does that. I showed it once to Mama and she said that it's not okay to show it to anybody." He continued.

"You should have shown it to your Papa instead. At least you both have one." I answered him.

"Oh I did." He smugly said.

My eyes almost popped out of their sockets. I looked at my cousin and he was grinning from ear to ear.

"You did? What did he say?" I was very interested.

"Oh he just nodded his head and said that it is natural for my thing to do that in the morning. But I told him that it sometimes does that even during other times. Papa said that it happens because I'm a man." He said the last sentence proudly.

I looked at my cousin and felt sorry for him. He is physically a man but he's still a child inside. The way he told me those things seemed that I was talking to a child. He was so innocent and unknowing.

"Do you play with it? I saw Papa playing with it once."

I jumped out of bed. I didn't know what to say. Peping laughed at me.

"It was late at night. I was looking for him and I found him in his small office in front of the computer. Then I saw him playing with his thing. I asked him what he was doing and he suddenly turned off the computer and put on his pajama."

"Did he get angry?" I asked him.

"No. I said I saw him playing with his thing. He said he was just scratching it but I knew he was really playing with it."

"Everybody plays with it sometimes." I told Peping.

I was waiting for him to ask me something about last night. I knew then that if he does, I wouldn't know what to tell him. Instead, he smiled impishly at me. He stood up and pulled me towards the door.

"Come on, let's wake Mama and Papa. They must be fighting again."

"Fighting?" I asked since I didn't know that his parents have come to that.

"Oh I haven't told you. I woke up one night because I needed to drink water. I went to their room to ask Papa to come with me because I was afraid I would fall down the stairs. When I got to their room, I saw them on the bed. Papa was on top of Mama and he was angrily shoving his self on her. Mama was making all these noises because I believe she was hurt..."

The rest of the story did not register in my mind. I knew what was happening but I couldn't tell him what it was. I was choking, I wanted to laugh but I couldn't.

"So what happened, how did you see them? Was there any light? Didn't they see you?" I asked him.

"There was light outside because they always leave one light in the balcony. I think they didn't see me because they were fighting."

I put my arms around his shoulder. I knew what Peping was telling me and I'm afraid he's been telling it to everyone who cares to listen.

"Did you ever tell your Mama or Papa that you saw them fighting?" I asked him.

"I told Papa. He said that it was nothing and I shouldn't be talking about it anymore. You're the only one I told about it because you wouldn't come with me to wake them up." He was now waving a finger at me.

"Come on, Peping. It's still too early. I want to go back to sleep. Why don't you go back to sleep." I pulled him back to bed.

He pulled away and started shouting.

"Mama! Papa! Wake up! Wake up!"

The whole house rumbled with the sound of everybody getting out of bed and rushing towards our bedroom. Uncle Gusting was the first to get to the door, followed by Auntie Mina. They asked him what was going on.

"I want to go out and take a walk." Peping answered.

Everyone who got there vented his or her irritation at me. They asked me why I didn't just go out with him.

"It's five in the morning..." was all I could say.

In the end, Auntie Mina convinced her son to just stay in bed and play with his GameBoy. I went back to bed, unmindful of my cousin who was alternately laughing and seething at the game he was playing.

It was already past seven in the morning when I woke up. I almost jumped out of bed when I saw Peping naked in front of me.

"Get up! Get up! Time to take a bath!" He told me in a singsong manner.

I was so surprised to see my full grown male cousin naked in front of me. His cock was bigger than mine or even his father's.

"Peping! Where are your clothes? Put them back on!" I heard Auntie Mina at the door.

"I am taking a bath! I want Ramil to give me a bath." My cousin answered.

Auntie Mina picked up his clothes and put it on him by force. She was to him something I couldn't understand. When he was fully clothed, my cousin took off his clothes again and Auntie Mina put them on him again. This went on three times until Auntie Mina really got angry and threatened my cousin that she will bring him to the chicken coop.

"Why the chicken coop?" I asked my aunt.

"He's afraid of the turkey in there." She answered. That also made Peping behave during the whole breakfast.

It was already the day before my grandfather's birthday celebration and there were already many people around the old house. Distant relatives I don't even know started to arrive.

Farmhands who don't have anything to do were used in the preparation. There were those who would prepare the food, the area where the party will be held, etc.

Aunt Mina approached me and asked me if I wanted to go to the city with Uncle Gusting and Peping. Apparently, Peping lost his medication and has not been taking them. That explains why he's been acting up for the past few days.

I readily agreed to go with them. The rest of my cousins opted to stay because they wanted to tour the farm with another uncle.

Peping was hyperactive throughout the trip. He didn't stop pestering us until we relented to eat at a popular burger joint. After this, we went back to their house in the city where Uncle Gusting gave him his medication. The effect of this on the poor guy was it makes him go to sleep. Uncle Gusting said that we'd just wait for him to wake up before we go back to the farm.

Uncle Gusting caught me staring at him. He shrugged his shoulders, stood up and went up the stairs. I followed him and he went inside their bedroom. I entered the room just in time when he was taking off his shirt. I watched him take off his pants until he was just in his jockeys. He lay on the bed and placed his hands behind his head, waiting for me.

I took off my clothes and sat beside him on the bed. I placed my hand on his belly and started rubbing it.

"Come on, finish what you started last night." He prodded me.

I took off my shirt and lay beside him. I went to suck his nipples, one after the other. Filled with lust, I gave in to the strong urge to bury my face in his armpits and lick it. Uncle Gusting jerked and said that it tickled him. I went back to sucking his nipples and put my hand inside his briefs. He was starting to get hard.

"Peping might wake up." He whispered to my ear.

He was just short of telling me to get straight to the point and I realized that he just wanted to get off. I pulled down his jockeys and went straight to his cock. I took its head and sucked on it for a while. He raised his hips, and I knew it was getting into him. I then took it whole in my throat.

I continued to suck on his cock and I heard him go "ungh" again. He held my head and pushed me deeper in his crotch. I looked up at him, his eyes were shut and his face was contorted in ecstasy.

I worked up and down the entire length of his cock in study rhythm. After a while, he whispered that he was almost ready to come so I increased my tempo. He started moaning softly so I tweaked his erect nipples. This made him go "ungh" again.

I was startled when he suddenly pushed me away. He stood up and took something from the bathroom. It was a bottle of oil. He spread some on his still erect cock and my hole as I lay on the bed. I knew what he wanted but all the while I thought he just wanted to get off.

He motioned me to open up so I spread my legs and raised my butt in front of him. He knelt on the bed and pointed his angry member at my whole. I felt his cock's head entering my hole so I relaxed and let him in. Once in, he built up a study tempo.

I can't believe what was happening then. My Uncle Gusting was actually fucking me on the bed where he and his wife used to have sex. I savored the moment, taking note of his humping in and out my bottom.

His pace suddenly quickened and his grip on my ankles tightened. I knew he was about to come. He clenched his jaw and his face went dark red. I felt him releasing his load deep inside me. The warm thick liquid came in several spurts.

He kept on pumping in me even after he finished coming. I feel his cock losing its rigidity. He was still humping when his limp member fell from my ass and I felt a gaping emptiness in me. He fell on me, sweating and breathing heavily.

We didn't say a word; I could feel his heartbeat on my chest returning to its normal tempo. I wiped the sweat on his forehead and he smiled and startled me when he suddenly spoke.

"That was great. I've been waiting so long to do that." He hoarsely whispered to me.

"Me too." I said.

He rolled off me and lay still in the bed, still breathing heavily. After a few minutes, he stood up and headed for the bathroom. He threw a towel at me.

"Let's go. Peping will soon wake up. Make sure we didn't make a mess on the bed."

Well, we did. I saw an oily spot where my ass was while he fucked me. I pointed it to him and he said he'd just tell Auntie Mina he left something oily there.

We took a bath together. After I cleaned him, I tried to suck his dick again. He stopped just as he was beginning to have a boner. He said his dick has become too sensitive and he'd just find another time when we could do it again.

He then took my hand and placed it on my dick, he said he wanted me to jack off in front of him. I was so turned on by his request, I did what I was asked to do. I tried hard to look him in the eye as I continue to jerk my dick but he was looking intently at what I was doing. When I was about to come, I pulled him near to me and whispered something in his ear.

"This is for you."

I spilled my juices in several spurts and some landed on his legs. I heard him sigh. I then hugged him and let the remaining juice get in his thigh.

Peping was still asleep when we finished. We had some coffee and I told him what my cousin told me that morning. He was shocked to learn that Peping saw him and my aunt in bed.

"It's one of the rare times that your aunt relented to sex. I must be so concentrated on it that I didn't see Peping." He chuckled.

He laughed when I told him how Peping caught him masturbating in front of the computer.

"That was my fault, I didn't lock the door."

Peping woke up and had his afternoon snacks. He played the piano as his father and I packed some things needed for the party the following day. He was actually a very good piano player. Uncle Gusting explained that it was one of his special talents, along with playing computer games. I was very impressed.

After about thirty minutes, Peping suddenly stopped playing and said that he wanted to go back to his Mama. After making sure that everything was secured and in order, we left the city and went back to the farm.

(to be continued)

A Filipino Family Story: My Cousin's Husband

by: ramil beltran

7 comments:

andrei3501September 28, 2013 at 6:50 AM
Grabe! sa tagal ko ng nagbabasa. Ito na yung pinakamaganda kong nabasa. Awesome stories pare! Alam mo, gusto kita maging kaibigan Ramil. baka naman pwede kita maging kaibigan chong. :] panu kita makokontak?
J-SEPHSeptember 28, 2013 at 10:54 PM
ANG HABA NG STORYA, PATI LOLO MO PINATULAN MO IBA KA, MAY KATAS PBA YUN.
J-SEPHSeptember 28, 2013 at 10:55 PM
AKO MAKATAS .DHIL TGAL NG WLNG SEX SA SAUDI,,,,JAKOL N LGENG GAWA.TWAG KYO NUMBER KO 0535398263
andreiOctober 10, 2013 at 8:27 AM
pare...kita tyo pag uwi mo gling saudi. haha...kontakin mo ako sa emai ko
J-SEPHOctober 11, 2013 at 2:30 AM
TGA SAN KB TOL...
bryan18October 24, 2013 at 11:00 AM
Ilan taon na laying dalawa??
jefrey aranzadoJune 22, 2014 at 1:41 AM
wow grabi!!ang haba ah!! c0ntack me 09169421471

Iputok mo ditto, Pre!

Friday, September 27, 2013

A Filipino Family Story

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