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21:08 Bruno_Moya:

21:08 Bruno_Moya:

21:09 Bruno_Moya: The Factory Presents: The Story of Bruno & Pau

21:09 Pau_Cabrera: Bruno and I are second cousins whose families had been very close. We are 2nd generation Catalan-Americans whose grandparents immigrated through Ellis Island to New York, fleeing the dictator Francisco Franco as his fascist, nationalist forces invaded Catalonia just prior to World War Two. Our grandparents were lucky to have escaped the slaughter with enough money to open a small Spanish grocery store and Tapas cafe on 14th street in Manhattan. They made enough money to send our fathers to college and within one generation our families managed and owned the Catalan restaurant Socarrat Paella Bar with 3 locations in Manhattan; Chelsea, Midtown East and Nolita on Mulberry street.

21:09 Bruno_Moya: When we were still babies our grandparents bemoaned how “American” their children had become and worried their grandchildren would lose all touch with their cultural heritage. Our parents were looking for additional investment opportunities and in the end bought the Hotel Galeón, a small ocean front resort located in the town of Sitges, just 35 kilometers southwest of Barcelona. When we were young, our families would spend summers together at the resort. We were very close as boys, very affectionate and our parents thought it was sweet. We would walk around with our arms around each other’s shoulders when we were not punching each other or having water fights in the pool. We would take our naps together in a hammock strung up between two palm trees with the sounds of the ocean gently urging us into dreamland. In short, we were inseparable.

21:09 Pau_Cabrera: As we got a little older we were also very energetic, athletic kids who loved races to the beach, swimming in the ocean and when we were not curled up in our hammock together like “pequeños Angeles,” we were having epic wrestling battles like “pequeños luchadores.” Pau and I would escape the crowded tourist beaches and go on grand adventures at Platja de Barra beach, a quiet cove-like environment with far fewer crowds. It was in this isolated cove that we would have afternoon long wrestling matches in the soft wet sand, pinning each other for hours at a time, listening to each other’s heart beats and especially enjoying the skin to skin contact. As we approached pre-pubescence we would get erections and pin each other just to feel them rub together so deliciously. It felt like the most natural thing in the world, although somehow we still knew this was something that had to stay a secret. We promised each other we would be friends for life.

21:10 Bruno_Moya: When we were about 12 years old and still felt and expressed a natural, affectionate bond, our parents started to take notice in a new way. Pau’s parents thought it was just a curiosity. They had many gay friends from their work in the restaurant industry and were perfectly fine with Pau exploring himself and allowing his authentic natural self to unfold in a loving, supportive environment. My parents, being very conservative Catholics, seemed to become alarmed overnight and retreated into a rigid, reactionary fear of homosexuality. We could hear our parents discussing us on family dinner Sundays and felt anxious when their voices became louder, more disagreeable and eventually very angry. We had no idea what they were angry about, but it caused a rift between our two families and ended our summers together in Sitges. They were barely civil to each other while running the restaurants and my parents never allowed Pau and I to see each other. And then very suddenly my parents moved us away
from Brooklyn Heights, where we had lived my whole life in close proximity to Pau’s family, all the way to Forest Hills, Queens where they enrolled me in Holy Child Jesus Catholic Academy. I was devastated; and when I wouldn’t come out of my room and stop crying, they punished me with ridicule and chores. I was heart sick, but too young to know it.

21:10 Pau_Cabrera: Bruno’s family cut us off so quickly we didn’t even have a chance to say goodbye. We were still too young to be savvy enough to make a secret plan and when my parents saw how devastated I was they told me to bide my time; that one day Bruno would be old enough to make his own decisions and they were sure he would reach out to me. I begged my parents to help me see Bruno, but they said they could not risk the entire family business and we would just have to respect their wishes, however cruel they seemed. At 12 years old you just don’t get on the subway in Brooklyn and take it all the way deep into Queens by yourself, so I had no way to find him. I had lost my best friend and had never felt this kind of pain before. The depth of my sorrow impressed my parents. They were proud that I could feel so deeply at such a young age and broken hearted on my behalf because they knew, no matter how much they hugged me and covered me in kisses, they could not really help me. We are all of us adrift at sea, alone in the tumultuous waves of heartache and despair.

21:15 Bruno_Moya: That summer before 7th grade was the longest of my life. There was no Pau, no Sitges; just loneliness and chores. My parents refused to even let me have a phone. I was inconsolable and it only enraged my parents. My only escape was watching youtube videos and learning how to work out with the weights my father stored in the garage. I took all my hatred for them and used it to fuel my fitness efforts. I was so happy when school started because it got me out of the house. I made sure I had perfect grades so they would have no reason to get after me. I went out for football just so that practice would keep me out of the house longer and it actually got my parents off my back some. I took all my hatred for them and used it to hit hard on the field, impressing the coaches. I ended up loving football and was good at it. All of my childhood competitions with Pau, along with good genetics, helped me be successful as an athlete.

21:15 Bruno_Moya: When wrestling season started in the winter I joined immediately and wondered in the back of my head if Pau was joining his wrestling team. When other hormone charged boys would get erections while wrestling me, I thought of those carefree days at Platja de Barra beach when Pau and I would press each other into the wet sand and rub our boners with the freedom of summer and privacy. Here at my Catholic middle school I had to hide my growing desires for boys. Still I was the best wrestler on the team and the boost it gave to my self-esteem became my addiction. I used it to push myself even harder in practice. The other thirteen year old boys on the team still thought of wrestling in playful, carefree terms. In my confusion and desperation it was my lifeline and I wrestled as if my very life was in the balance.

21:16 Pau_Cabrera: Without realizing it Bruno and I lived parallel lives in important ways. I went out for football and wrestling and excelled at both as he did, but where he had to hide his emerging sexuality, I was free to explore mine in the openness of a New York City public school. Football was freedom for me. Freedom to run with the wind at my back. Freedom to hit other boys hard and tackle them to the ground. In 7th grade I was still able to be that perfect size to have the magic hands of a running back and the impact of a defensive linemen. My coaches didn’t know what to do with me except let me play all the time. If football was freedom, being on the wrestling team was my great escape into my true nature. I loved being tangled up tight with the other boys. All those sand matches with Bruno gave me just the edge I needed to pin the other 7th graders and I guess I just got used to being the dominant force on the team. If I got a boner I would grind it down on my opponents with impunity. More often then not, gay or straight, the simple friction of it brought their boners alive to wrestle with mine. In later years people would say I was bold, but it simply never occurred to me to be afraid of my natural impulses.

21:17 Bruno_Moya: In my 8th grade year my parents had gotten completely lost in the Fox News bubble. It used to feel like they were open to the world when we were in Spain for the summers, now they just seemed to hate everyone, especially gays and immigrants, which never made any sense because there were the children of immigrants. They had become full blown conservative Trumpist Republicans and this seemed to drive them into making a complete break with Pau’s family. A day didn’t go by that I didn’t think about Pau, and now I felt a deep sense of hopelessness. The families had the lawyers put the restaurants in a trust to a management company so they would have no interaction at all. On top of this I was in social hell at school. My religion classes said I was going to hell, but the boners I got during wrestling practice felt just as natural as my childhood ones with Pau. I think the memory of how natural it felt being with Pau kept Catholicism from really getting its hateful teeth into me, still I walked the halls feeling suicidal and dreaded having to go home after practice. Wrestling was my only real salvation. I had nothing else so I poured my heart and soul into it. I stayed after practices with the few boys who would hit the weight room and put on size rapidly for an 8th grader. I was filled with rage at my parents for separating me from Pau. I was forced to suppress my feelings, but during practice I could channel it into aggression and soon I was being scouted by the high school coaches.

21:18 Pau_Cabrera: In my 8th grade year I was obsessed with having sleepovers with other boys who also got boners when they wrestled me at practice and we would rub them all night long. I was still the stand out star of the wrestling team so all the boys who had the inclination clamored for a sleepover invite, and as great as it felt with my hormones rampaging through me, it often left me feeling lonely afterwards thinking about Bruno. I missed him so much that even after I talked my first team member into sucking my dick, all I really wanted to do was be back near the ocean slumbering in a cuddle with Bruno. I think my parents knew I was overtly exploring my sexuality, but were still Spanish enough to have that machismo attitude about boys being boys. Plus, they had their hands full dealing with Bruno’s parents and the businesses, so basically they paid little attention to me. At 14 years old this felt both like freedom to do what I wanted, but it also left me feeling vaguely unsafe without really knowing why.

21:18 Bruno_Moya: By the time I was entering my 9th grade year my gay desires were overwhelming, filling me with fear at home and school. My father had taken to just giving me a beating anytime he felt frustrated with the world and I walked the halls, in school, trying to hide my bruises, thinking at any moment everyone would know I was gay and my life would be over. Religion classes said horrible things about being gay, trapping me between shame and rage at the same time. The only relief I could get was at football practice where I took it all out on the field. All this really taught me a survival strategy for being in the closet; no one would suspect me of being gay when I could knock everyone else on the team on their asses anytime I wanted. Then one day my parents found gay porn on my lap top browser.

21:18 Bruno_Moya: My father became so enraged he knocked me to the ground, got on top of me and started choking me with both hands. I was frozen in terror as his eyes filled with tears and mine started to bulge. He screamed like a mad man, “I am so ashamed of you. You are a sissy and God hates you. I wish you were never born.” All I could think was this is how I go out; this is how I die. I watched his rageful eyes in dissociative blankness as he tells me I am going to hell, and then I am simply no longer in my body. I don’t remember him getting off me, I just remember laying in my bed and crying myself to sleep. I was grounded to the house with my only escape from hating them and myself was wrestling practice. When kids and teachers asked about my bruises and the red marks around my neck I blamed it on wrestling and they all believed me. I felt relieved when they believed me. It's only looking back that I realize how insane it all was and how I was only protecting my abuser. Ninth grade was when we started wrestling other teams around the city in intramural tournaments. I would look around desperately for Pau every time we wrestled teams from Brooklyn, but never found him. My loneliness, self-loathing and suicidality only increased.

21:19 Pau_Cabrera: By the time I was entering my 9th grade year my parents knew I was gay and were supportive, but all they did was work all the time trying to build new businesses so they could be rid of Bruno’s parents forever. I would plead with them to let me know how to find Bruno, but they said I still would have to wait. I filled the hole in my heart with increasingly dangerous sexual exploits for a 15 year old kid. I would sneak out of the house and head to Smith street in Cobble Hill and hang around outside the gay bars. I was big for my age and muscular so I got a lot of attention. I knew nothing about safe sex and yet was fucking men twice my age on the street in back alleyways, or letting them blow me in bathrooms. The gay bars would let me in as gay bait so I was drinking and experimenting with drugs as well. I had all the sexual experience of an adult without any of the common sense or impulse control. I had let football go by the wayside, but I did manage to focus during wrestling season because then I would have the pick of the litter of all the gay wrestlers I would meet at intramural tournaments. I was always hoping to see Bruno, but I didn’t even know if he was wrestling, so the other boys got their ass wrecked in retribution. I was wilding out, my grades were in the toilet; I was insatiable and yet somehow more lonely than ever before.

21:20 Bruno_Moya: In 10th grade I hit the weight room hard, putting on size with the specific intent of getting big enough my father could no longer menace me and get away with it. My football coaches explained away my bruises, chalking it up to my being “a tough son of a bitch on the field.” So much for Catholic charity. I walked the halls of my school like a ghost, only returning to my body when I was lifting weights or at wrestling practice. I started to realize that even my wrestling coaches, who I looked up to as father figures, saw my bruises from the years of abuse and they never said a word to me. I wrestled my heart out to see pride in their eyes for me and they never came to my rescue, so I started to hate them as well. I went home fuming and when my dad started up with me that night I looked at him with fury and said, “Try it old man, hit me, I fucking dare you!” Somehow he just knew the tide had turned, so he didn’t try to hit me, he just never spoke to me again.

21:20 Bruno_Moya:

21:20 Pau_Cabrera: This drop dead handsome man named Andre Jordan walked into my 10th grade, pre-season wrestling practice at my high school in Brooklyn to tell us about Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. His charismatic presence and athletic poise mesmerized me and when he asked for volunteers my hand shot up. With his confident voice in my ears, he used me to demonstrate some basic jiu jitsu and taught us how jiu jitsu could help our freestyle wrestling. My cock went rock hard and I knew he felt the sexual energy radiating off me like a furnace, but he did not react to it in the least. I had a pretty good idea he was gay, but his boundaries with me were impeccable. He said he taught classes at the Renzo Gracie Academy in midtown Manhattan and I went home that night and asked my parents if they would pay for classes. I think they knew at some level I was spiraling out and thought that this was perhaps a way to teach me discipline. It certainly was the first thing I showed interest in besides sneaking out at night when it wasn’t wrestling season.

21:21 Pau_Cabrera: The more I studied and trained jiu jitsu, the less I was out taking risks. Andre taught my white belt class and I hung on his every word. I didn’t know I needed a gay big brother until I saw the example he set as a gay man, a committed athlete and a champion jiu jitsu grappler. I worked hard initially to get his attention, then I worked hard to make him proud of me. Finally, he taught me how to work for myself, how to be better and help my teammates be better. Suddenly, I not only had a big brother, I had a family who paid attention to me. After a while I started to settle down, even started studying for school and went into the world now looking for friends and companionship instead of just another hole to fuck. In no time at all I was ready for my first tournament challenge and I was excited to have a found purpose.

21:21 Bruno_Moya: When I turned 16 years old I told my coaches to fuck off, quit the wrestling team and started taking Brazilian Jiu Jitsu classes at Vitor Shaolin's BJJ Academy in Times Square. Honestly, I was there to learn how to kick ass; I was so angry at the world and I wanted to fight. I’m pretty sure they almost kicked me out a few times for being too angry and rough with the other students. I was an excellent wrestler and so picked up the basic jiu jitsu they were teaching me fast, but I was not learning to respect the mat and my team members. One day professor Ribeiro sat me down and asked, “Have your teammates hurt you?” “No,” I replied. “And yet you hurt them. Have your teachers disrespected you?” he asked. “No, Professor,’ I responded again. “And yet you disrespect them. May I ask you a question?” “Yes, Professor.” “Son, who has hurt you?” he asked, looking gently into my eyes. I look back at him stupefied by the question. No one had ever cared enough to ask. Professor Ribeiro asked again, even more gently. “Son, who has hurt you?” My eyes started to well up. “Everyone,” I finally said and started to sob.

21:22 Bruno_Moya: After that day I settled down enough to start training with my teammates instead of against them, and I found that I not only improved faster, I understood my teammates were rooting for me. It was hard at first. I didn’t really know how to let anyone in, but I put myself in check and trained hard. Professor Ribeiro made me train with higher belts who could control me easily. I would get too aggressive and they would just handle me. It was like being in a moving hug or restraining hold. They never got angry at me. They just physically corrected me. And because of my raw talent I got even better rolling with them and started to be able to control myself. Sometimes I would start sobbing when they would tap me out, not because I lost, but because I felt so safe in their strong arms. Eventually the professor felt I had enough self control that he let me sign up for the next tournament so that I could test for my blue belt.

21:22 Bruno_Moya: As I walk into the gymnasium with my teammates and head towards the locker rooms, for a quick second I think I see Pau. Then I realize it’s just some guy who looks kinda like Pau might look now and I feel my heart drop. Having been so consumed with anger I hadn’t felt this sadness in awhile. I shake it off as I head into the locker room and soon I am buoyed by the excitement of my teammates and am focused on supporting my teammates in their matches. Our team does well and about half win their matches on points, but when it is my turn I am the only one of the day to tap my opponent out. He tried to roll me up in an Omoplata but I rolled through and caught him in the same shoulder lock and he tapped out quickly. I am surrounded by my team and professor Ribeiro as they congratulate me on my win. I spend the rest of the afternoon walking around, watching all the matches happening simultaneously on 12 different mats in this huge gymnasium, when suddenly I see Pau in the middle of a match. Even though he is older and very muscular, I would know him anywhere. I stand at the edge of the mat watching him in disbelief. After I had given up all hope of ever seeing Pau again, there he is in front of me dominating his opponent who is about to tap out in a kesa-gatame. I am overwhelmed by emotion and my eyes start to well up.

21:22 Pau_Cabrera: As the ref raises my hand in victory I see Andre beaming at me and my heart swells. I run over to him and he gives me a big hug and I feel real joy in his attentive arms, the kind of attention and joy I longed for from my father. He whispers, “You ran a beautiful Kesa game on that kid, I am so proud of you!” He gives me a tight squeeze, then lets me go and says “I think there is someone here that needs you, Pau.” I turn around and see Bruno standing next to the mat staring at me like he’s seeing a ghost. My heart leaps out of my chest and I race over to him and we embrace so tightly we might as well be inside each other. The whole world disappears as we hold onto each other as if for dear life. I am so inundated with an intense mix of emotions that I burst out with tears of joy and sorrow. We don’t say a word, we just crush each other in our arms, so it takes me a long moment to realize Bruno is sobbing painfully. I don't know what to do or say as I am still in shock that I am even seeing him, so I just hold him tight to me.

21:23 Pau_Cabrera: Andre finally comes over to us and ushers us to a quiet locker room space for coaches. He says softly, “Pau, let me know if you guys need anything, you hear me?” and then gives us some private space. Dre knows a little about Bruno and his weird family as he once asked me how I became interested in wrestling and I told him about my long lost best friend and how it was our favorite thing to do as kids. And now, as we sit side by side on some coaches' couch, Bruno is wiping his eyes and telling me some of what the past few years have been like for him. The more he shares the more enraged I become at all our parents for keeping us apart and letting Bruno suffer at the hands of his crazy parents. And then we both fall silent and just hold each other, not really knowing what to do. We don’t have to say we miss each other. We know it. And we don’t have to say we love each other; we know that too.

21:23 Pau_Cabrera: Andre comes back in after awhile, looks at me to see if it is ok for him to come in and I nod at him. He says he was talking with Professor Ribeiro, who is quite concerned about Bruno as well, and now understands the “gist” of the situation. He asks if Bruno can stay with me and I explain my parents fears of business lawsuits. He thinks for a minute and then explains he has a place he can stay at for the night, as long as he doesn’t think his parents will call the police. Bruno says he doesn’t think they really want anything to do with him. Andre thinks for a bit longer as if he’s weighing a decision and then asks if I can stay with him tonight. I say I am not leaving his side. Andre nods, admiring my loyalty, and says we can spend the night in the bedroom at Eddie’s Gym in the Bronx. No one will know we are there. He will call a town car and ride with us there to get us set up and then return in the morning to talk about next steps after he talks to the lawyers he and his partners have hired to help them with a new training facility they are setting up in Soho called the Factory. He looks at Bruno and asks, “Do you feel comfortable sharing your story with Pau's parents?” Bruno looks at me, and nods yes to Andre. Andre looks at me and says, “Talk to your parents, Pau. They know Bruno. Once they know what has been happening, they may be willing to help more than you think.”

21:24 Bruno_Moya: Andre sets us up in the bedroom at Eddie’s. It’s a little apartment above the gym that Eddie no longer uses. He shows us where everything is, including a pile of take out menus and then before he leaves he gives us plenty of cash out of his wallet. “Thank you, Professor Jordan,” I say. As he gets up to go he says, “Everything is going to be alright, Bruno. You’ll see. Professor Ribeiro is there for you and I got your back too, and please, call me Andre. I saw your match today before I knew who you were. You are a very talented grappler. I think you and I will be getting to know each other. We all love Pau at the Gracie Academy, he’s family to us, so that makes you family to us as well and we always take care of our own. You guys get some rest now, I will be back to check on you tomorrow.”

21:24 Pau_Cabrera: As Andre leaves Bruno just sits down on the bed and stares at the wall. I never thought our reunion would be like this. In Brooklyn, I was the King of Smith street, but now I feel dumb and clueless, so I just sit down next to Bruno and put my arm around him. I have longed to be this close to him and now that I am he feels miles away. And then with a single tear running down his cheek he says.

21:24 Bruno_Moya: “I’ve never had sex before. I can fight like a man. Hell, I can even beat the shit out of my Dad, but sitting here with you I feel like a little boy. I think I am broken, Pau.”

21:25 Pau_Cabrera: I struggle to find the words to comfort him, but then I just confess, “Sometimes I feel broken too, Bruno. I’ve had lots of sex, but I have never found some one to love me. The only person I truly knew loved me was you, and they took you away from me.”

21:25 Bruno_Moya: “I love you too, Pau. I thought about us finding each other so many times, but I think it’s too late. I’m just damaged goods.”

21:25 Pau_Cabrera: “Then we can be damaged goods together, Bruno. Let’s just lay here in this bed together and pretend to be boys sleeping in the hammock at Galeón tonight? We can close our eyes and listen to the sound of the ocean and just be together?”

21:25 Bruno_Moya: I look at you with tears in my eyes. I’m afraid to speak because I will start to cry again, so I just nod yes.

21:25 Pau_Cabrera: We stand up and take off our clothes just like we did when we shared a room at Galeón and curl up together. Even though our bodies are now athletic and muscular, they still fit together perfectly and we lay there listening to each other’s heart beats. I can feel your sorrow dim and calm as your chest heaves with your breathing against mine.

21:25 Bruno_Moya: The warmth of your skin against mine transports me back to the innocent times of our boyhood. You smell the same, yet your musk is more pungent and it makes my dick very hard. Your voice rings in my ears as a younger Pau’s, but a few octaves lower. I snuggle into you as our legs straddle and lock together. As our hearts beat sync up I feel safe for the first time in years and I begin to drift off.

21:26 Pau_Cabrera: I love holding Bruno as tightly as he holds me. I can feel his senses coming alive to mine as we take in each other’s masculine stink and feel our hard muscles rub. My dick gets as hard as his but we don’t talk about it. I feel more needed, more felt and seen than I have been in years. For the first time I am feeling a sense of some serenity as we drift off to sleep together.

21:26 Bruno_Moya: My dreams are vivid, strewn with images of mediterranean siestas in the hammock with Pau, wet sand beach wrestling matches that just gave us an excuse to rub our prepubescent dicks together and the sounds of playful grunts and laughter. In my sleep I snuggle even tighter with Pau, our legs lock together tighter, thrusting our already rock hard dicks to rub raw and forcing moans from both of us.

21:26 Pau_Cabrera: Somewhere in my unconscious mind I am aware of my body responding to Bruno’s. My dick hardens more and throbs against his as I snuggle into him and kiss his neck, tasting his salty skin. Our arms once slack around each other now squeeze us tight as we feel the hard muscle of our pecs press together, forcing us to our sides. Our hips start involuntarily humping our dicks together and we emit louder moans. The sexual attraction between us has always been there, even as kids, but now it has a potency to it beyond what I have ever experienced. I allow myself to hover in a semi-conscious mind space, lost in Bruno’s inebriating musk and the intensifying friction between our bodies.

21:26 Bruno_Moya: I’m swimming with Pau in the warm mediterranean at night, arms around each other tracing the trail of the moon glow on the water. It lights up our faces as we find ourselves looking each other in the eyes in a new, deeper way. We hold each other’s gaze and then we both break it, wrestling in the shallow waters until we are in the soft sand of the surf, rolling on top of each other and rubbing our dicks. In my sleep I roll on top of you, scattering the sheets, and with increasing passion hump your hard dick with mine. My face is buried in your sinewy neck.

21:27 Pau_Cabrera: I always loved you humping away on top of me, but the weight of your now muscular body on mine and your hot breath on my neck sends sexual thrills down my spin and I hump more aggressively back up into you. Suddenly we are wrestling in the bed and as my mouth finds yours we kiss passionately for the first time. We can feel each other awaken from our dreamscapes only to be so enthralled in each other's arms and mouths we are only slightly more conscious.

21:27 Bruno_Moya: We wrestle and pin each other into the bed, kissing aggressively with wild abandon. We don't say a word; the silence is only broken by grunts and moans as we grind our bodies and cock almost violently. The bed clothes are gone and we are sweat soaked as sex turns into literal wrestling and back again until we are locked in a clinch side by side, legs straddled, grabbing each other’s asses and pulling our crotches together so we can grind even harder.

21:27 Pau_Cabrera: We can hear in each other’s grunts and growling moans that both our balls are boiling. We flex our muscled asses and hump each other even harder, taking final long thrusts in unison to smash our cocks tight until both our bodies start to spasm with impeding orgasms and then release them with an astounding amount of cum shooting up between our sweat bodies. We hold each other tight, humping until we are fully milked, and then just make out endlessly. We go at it so long our balls are recharging and our dicks are full bolt hard again, but we are satiated and turn back into little boys who just wanna curl up in our hammock and fall asleep listening to the ocean.

21:27 Bruno_Moya: I wake up before Pau and just look at him. Last time I saw him he was a boy and now he looks like a man with his hairy chest and legs and his athletically muscled physique. My dick was hard before I woke up and now it gets even harder as I look at him. I’m still in shock that I am even seeing him, but now that I am I don’t wanna leave this moment and stay in bed with him forever.
21:27 Pau_Cabrera: I wake up to see Bruno looking straight into my eyes and feel his hard dick rubbing gently with mine as we lay there still wrapped up in each other’s arms. I push my forehead into his and just look back into him for a long moment. “Man I missed the hell outta you, B.”

21:28 Bruno_Moya: “I missed you like crazy too, Pau.”

21:28 Pau_Cabrera: “Bro, last night was like us wrestling on the beach as kids, but on steroids. That was the best orgasm of my life man. I thought you said you didn’t know how to have sex?”

21:28 Bruno_Moya: “I don’t, I mean, we just rubbed dicks like when we were kids.”

21:28 Pau_Cabrera: “OK, first of all, if that is the only way I have sex for the rest of my life and it’s with you, I will die a very happy man. Second, now I know you went out for wrestling in 7th grade just like me cus you were banging out the moves in bed, hot as fuck.”

21:28 Bruno_Moya: “Well, yeah, I know how to wrestle.”

21:28 Pau_Cabrera: “Bruno, you are now a jiu jitsu guy; that’s a helluva a lot more complicated skill set than sex. Trust me, we can explore other ways to have sex together and all your doubts will disappear; the more important thing is we have each other again and this time I am not letting you outta my sight.” Bruno’s face relaxes, but he still just radiates sadness, so I hump my dick into his and say “Besides, who is gonna teach you how to roll jiu jitsu so you don’t always get your punk ass tapped out?”

21:29 Bruno_Moya: “Oh, and you think you’re a big jiu jitsu man now, huh?”

21:29 Pau_Cabrera: “Bigger than you B,” I grin as he launches into another playful bed wrestling match and I am just happy to have taken his mind off his life for a while. Then suddenly we hear Andre’s voice calling from down stairs. “Guys, can you come down here so we can talk?” We look at each other buck naked and laugh as we scramble to pull on our clothes before running down to see Andre. He has returned, as promised, and has brought two full sets of Factory gear including Gi’s, fight shorts, t-shirts, gym shorts, along with some fresh underwear and socks. “Andre is opening a secret fight club he won’t tell anyone about,” I say grinning at Bruno.

21:29 Bruno_Moya: I laugh as Professor Jordan cuffs Pau upside the back of his head almost as soon as he smarts off. He throws us each a breakfast burrito and says, “Pau, call your Mom, she’s very worried about you, she’s been calling the Gracie Academy looking for you. I told her you were with your friend, Bruno, and she kept asking questions until I told her some of the story. Do you have a phone? Good. Go outside and call her. She wants to hear the whole story from you.” Pau looks at me and I nod yes, he can tell her the whole situation, and then he goes outside to make the call.

21:29 Bruno_Moya: Professor Jordan sits me down on a flat weight bench in the gym and says he has a good feeling about Pau’s parents; he doesn’t think they at all suspected what I had been dealing with at home. “And if they can’t help you get sorted, I will find you a safe place to stay.” I look at him in awe. Not just because his athletic build and masculine presence are so magnetic, but because I feel so safe when he is around. Everyone knows Andre Jordan is a badass in the NYC jiu jitsu scene, but sitting with him now he just feels like a gentle giant with kind brown eyes. “I appreciate it, Professor Jordan.” He takes his arm and roughly puts me in a headlock, “I said call me Andre,” he laughs and then immediately releases me. He puts his strong hand on my shoulder and says, “For real, Bruno, everything is gonna be ok. The fight club I am setting up, the one Pau was talking about, is with a group of men all of whom I call brother. We have all been through bad times just like you. We have been down in that hole, so we know the way out.”

21:30 Pau_Cabrera: I come back in and see Andre sitting and talking with Bruno and Bruno actually looks kinda happy. “Hey B, Mom was crying on the phone just now, says she’s gonna talk to Dad and both our grandparents. She asked if we could stay put here until they have a talk as a family tonight. Would that be alright Andre?” “That sounds like good news is coming, Pau. Sure you guys can hang out here. I have to go teach some classes at Gracie, but you know where to find me if you need me. There’s a diner around the corner if you guys get hungry.” I tell him we still have the money he gave us last night and he laughs, “Ok, some rules, you two have to do some training, lift some weights, or better yet, test out each other’s jits games. Don’t just head back upstairs and jump in bed, feel me?”

21:30 Bruno_Moya: “Alright by me, Andre, Pau says he’s a bigger jiu jitsu man than me,” I say suddenly feeling at ease and playful. “Is that right?” Andre asks. “Well, I tell you what, Bruno, remember that submission you got on that kid at the tournament yesterday? That’s pure Vitor Ribeiro technique. Pau doesn’t know it yet, so take your time, pick your moment and tap his cocky ass out. Do it for me,” he says laughing at Pau. “Yes, sir.” I reply grinning at Pau who just gives me a “Bring It On” face.

21:30 Pau_Cabrera: As Andre gets up to leave I ask playfully, “Aren’t you going to give me any sage advice?” Without even turning around, he responds “Yeah, both of you hit the showers; you smell like day old jiu jitsu tournament sweat and last night’s sex,” and then walks out the door. I turn to Bruno and smell him. “Well, I think you smell sexy, B, but have you ever made out in the showers while soaping each other up?” Bruno just smiles at me bashfully. I grab him by the hand and lead him into the locker room towards the showers. “Plus, I’ve been wanting to check out that hard body I felt last night in the light of day!”

21:30 Bruno_Moya: We pull off our t-shirts and yank down our shorts and underwear and stand there in the showers just looking at each other. We are both excited and horny to see each other naked, but momentarily taken aback by how much we have changed since we had been in each other’s lives. We look each other over, seeing our hairy armpits, thick cocks and well muscled grappler bodies. Our eyes meet again and we smile broadly at each other. “Damn, Pau, when did you become so hot?” I say, feeling my dick achingly hard all of a sudden.

21:31 Pau_Cabrera: “Me? Bruno, I’m looking at that big muscled grappler’s ass on you, your thick legs, wide shoulders, deep packed pecs and rock ribbed abs, not to mention that big fucking boner on you, and my dick is as hard as it has ever been. I can’t decide if I am elated to see you and know that we will always be together now, or enraged that we didn't get to join the wrestling team together at 13 and wrestle each other all through school.” I walk over, grab his hand and lead him into the showers where I turn on the water and join him in a big muscle hug make out session under the warm water.

21:31 Bruno_Moya: Our bodies wrap tightly together as we make out for a while, then we pull apart and silently soap each other up. We are simultaneously discovering and worshiping each other’s grown up, masculine bodies and lovingly caressing that which we had to build separately, but could have built together. We don’t take an inch of each other’s bodies for granted, soaping each other up and then rinsing each other off, all the while just looking in each other’s eyes with a profound sense of intimacy. We can still see the boyhood in each other, inside these now more mature bodies. “Hey Pau, we are gonna be jiu jitsu brothers now right?” I ask while I dry off.

21:31 Pau_Cabrera: “Fuck yeah, Bruno. If we train together we will be unstoppable,” I say drying off as well.

21:31 Bruno_Moya: “So, When I joined the wrestling team I never stopped thinking about you. When I was pinning guys and would get boned up I would think of us rubbing dicks on the beach. And every intramural tournament I attended I was constantly scanning for you. I loved wrestling. It was the only time I felt good about myself, but I was always lonely and now I understand it’s because you were not with me. Can we forget about jiu jitsu just for today and pretend we are wrestling freestyle in middle school?”

21:31 Pau_Cabrera: “Oh my God, Bruno, I love you so much! I felt the same way all those years. That’s a great idea; take back in our imaginations what they took from us. But what about your big “Ribeiro” move?

21:32 Bruno_Moya: “It’s just a shoulder lock called an Omoplata. I can show you so we can both kick ass with it. I have nothing to give anyone now anyway, but I can give you all of my jiu jitsu secrets.”

21:32 Pau_Cabrera: “Aww Bruno, wipe that dumb, sad look off your face. What you can give me, what you have always given me is that big “corazón” of yours. You may be a BJJ badass now, but you will always be the big softy that let me be the funny one, that sat quietly at my side whenever I was sad and that always put my interests ahead of yours. Well, you know what? Andre has been trying to teach me how to be a better man, but I think I need you to help me really get here. Maybe we can fix what's broken in us together? Let’s dry off and go to the mat room and pretend we are staying late after practice so we can wrestle privately behind the coach’s back.”

21:33 Bruno_Moya: I grin at you, feeling so happy as we walk back to where Andre left all that gear he brought for us and we just pull on some fight shorts, laughing as we watch each other try to shove our hard ons into the shorts. Then trip over each other racing to the mat room in the back hallway. “Wow, it has padded walls. We can bounce each other off them, Pau!” I laugh as I get in my wrestler’s stance.

21:33 Pau_Cabrera: I grin back at you and get into my own stance across from you, both of us moving funny cuz our dicks are still raging hard. I see you laughing so I shoot straight in on you with a double leg takedown and drop you on your ass still laughing, but your muscle memory kicks and you roll to your belly and pop up on all fours. I slide in behind you, sliding my right arm around you for a tight waist and grab your left tricep with my left hand as my hips shove up against your ass, my hard on rubbing against you. “Fuck B, your ass is so hot it’s goddamn distracting,” I laugh as I try to break you down to the mat, loving the direct contact of muscle on muscle, skin on skin. “But I am still gonna beat you out for that spot on the team!”

21:33 Bruno_Moya: “No way, coach knows you’re strictly “B” team,” I retort and crawl 3 steps forward, then switch out to the side as I reach back with my right hand, grabbing the inside of your upper thigh, and pivot around behind you, reversing our positions. I tight waist you tough with my right arm and immediately yank at your left elbow with my left hand, breaking you down to three points, my hips and hard on against your muscled ass now. “I think your ass is more distracting, Pau,” I say and just grind my dick against it without thinking. “Hope coach doesn’t catch us playing grab ass,” I continue with our role play.

21:33 Pau_Cabrera: “We were the last ones in the showers, which means there is no one here to save your ass when I pin you big B!” I repost my left hand and kick my legs way out in front of me, baseball sliding on my left hip as I sit out from under you, wheel around to face you, reach out with my right hand to stuff your head into the mat, crawl forward to plant my chest on your back and use it as a pivot point to shuffle back around you once again into refs position, right arm tight wasting you again, left hand on your left tricep and my hips now smashing my raging boner into your backside. “Damn, B, it seems my dick just fell in love with your big ass boy!”

21:33 Bruno_Moya: “One day Pau…” I say and explode upwards by posting forwards on one foot and rocketing to a standing position, then reach down and rip your hands from my waist as I wheel around to face you. I push your head down and as you resist I swoop into your right side, grabbing your arm and yanking it down over my shoulder which shoves up into your arm pit. I grab your thigh and hoist you up and over to your back in a fireman’s carry take down, splaying out my feet as my chest slides across yours and I slide my left arm backward behind your neck for a reverse half. “Today is pin Pau day!” My cock is throbbing insanely hard between my legs as I feel our chests go skin on skin.

21:34 Pau_Cabrera: Even as we show off all our freestyle technique to each other, the sexual undertones grow more arousing and integrated as our playful, but competitive grappling becomes more like sex wrestling. I plant my feet and use my big legs to bridge up high in a full arch to defend against your side mount pin attempt, but as I do I reach down to pull my shorts down off me. I kick them away as my dick flops out hard on my abs. I know you are letting me do this outta fair play and your own horniness as our sweaty chests grind muscle vs muscle. “Good thing coach isn’t here!”

21:34 Bruno_Moya: I apply pressure on your bridge by popping up on my toes to put more of my muscle weight directly down on your chest, but take the same moment that you do to shove my own fight shorts down off my ass, then down to my ankles as I kick them away as well. My cock is as hard as it has ever been wrestling with Pau. I start to shuffle my legs towards your near one to try to snag it to break your bridge. “But if he were, he would be seeing your ass about to get pinned, again!”

21:34 Pau_Cabrera: I feel you shuffle towards my leg and I just shuffle away as I bridge up higher onto my head to create enough space and then pivot around to all fours under you. I feel you moving in behind me with your raw hard dick sliding in my sweaty ass crack, but as you go to tight waist me I wrap my right arm around your right elbow, catching it tight so I can chicken wing roll you to your back, then quickly ensnare your head with the same reverse half nelson as my chest slides over yours, pinning you now. My cock is hard as a bat as I reach down and grab yours, jerking it and love hearing your moans. “What did coach call this move? The stick shift?”

21:34 Bruno_Moya: I laugh as I moan, loving the feeling of Pau’s hand on my dick, but use the moment to jab my far arm between us so I can then quickly kick my legs behind me and roll to my base under him ending in a north/south position. While facing him I pop up and shove his head down to the mat, snake my arms under his armpits and around his upper back to cow catcher him. As he gets to his base I step up on one foot and attempt to roll him sideways onto his back. Both our dicks wagging hard between our big legs and sweat rolling down our backs and drooling from our armpits.

21:37 Pau_Cabrera: We are getting very sweaty as we bang out a non-stop wrestling clinic of takedowns, pin attempts and escapes. We are both in this aggressive horny zone and loving being with each other. As he tries to turn me I pinch my arm down on the side he is trying to yank upright and circle away from him. He follows me like a bloodhound in pursuit of turning me, but I keep pinching down on his turning arm and circling away until I can get to my feet and then finally, with one last pinch, spin away from him entirely.

21:37 Bruno_Moya: We are suddenly standing facing each other, cock hard and sweat soaked, looking at each other and breathing heavily from the non-stop transitions. I am and have always been more reserved and shy than Pau, but I look at him now with wonton desire. “Fuck bro, I love wrestling with you.”

21:37 Pau_Cabrera: “I can tell from your Bruno boner that you love wrestling with me,” I crack wise and step towards you so our hard ons can cross swords and rub shaft against shaft as we look into each other's eyes. “I have always wanted to be close to you, but now with your dumb face and your hot body, your big dick and even bigger heart, wrestling with you IS sex, and one of the ways we love each other. I love you Bruno Moya,” I say as I reach and grab your neck and step back and grab your opposite side tricep for a collar and elbow tie, shoving into you to tease you.

21:37 Bruno_Moya: I grin and lock right up collar and elbow with you, gripping your neck with my strong fingers and staring into your eyes. “I love you too, Pau Cabrera,” I say as our rock hard dicks wags between our thick thighs as our feet dig into the mat and we shove each other back and forth, looking for any angle. We can love each other, don’t mean we ain’t gonna take the other downtown on the mat.

21:37 Pau_Cabrera: Sweat drips onto the mat between us as our musky scents mingle in our noses and make our cocks quiver with arousal. I shove you backwards and as you shove back I yank you forwards by the neck, pop your elbow up with the palm of my hand and duck under that arm and around you, wrap my arms around your waist and hip toss you backwards over my shoulders, slamming you very tough to the mat. “I slammed you hard when coach wasn’t looking!” I tease as I wrap one arm around your head and the other around your near leg knee joint, clasp my hands to cinch your head to your knee, then rock backwards and drag you with me, locking you up in a tight cradle. “You know, B, your dick is almost close enough for me to suck it!”

21:38 Bruno_Moya: “Pack back is on its way, Pau,” I growl playfully as I lock my ankles together and with the combined strength of both my quads break your cradling grip before you can shake my shoulders down to the mat. As you lose the grip you scramble to get off your back and on your belly to defend against a pin, but as you rise to all fours I shove in at an angle on your back left hind quarter, my dick grinding against that hard grappling built muscle. I reach across and grab your far elbow and yank it towards me as I grab your near ankle, lift it and drive into you, flipping you on your back with my right leg hooking your near leg in a turk ride. My chest slides on top of yours, pinning one of your shoulder blades to the mat. Our dicks are trapped in the crotch on crotch hold as I lift your caught leg to rock you onto both shoulder blades. “Coach is gonna give me that spot on the “A” team, Pau!”

21:38 Pau_Cabrera: “I fucking love turk rides,” I growl sexy in your ear as our dicks grind sweat and raw. “They are so dominant and sexy, but all you’re gonna get is back points,” I continue as I rock back off both shoulder blades. “You gonna pin me B?” I whisper in your ear.

21:38 Bruno_Moya: I am so aroused by Pau’s deep, sexy voice in my ear, by our dicks grinding together, and by the dominant hold I have locked down on him for the moment. I lift my turking leg and drive into him back onto both shoulder blades and whisper back “I wanna pin you so bad, Pau.”

21:38 Pau_Cabrera: We play back and forth as I rock off my second blade and Bruno rocks me back onto both, earning him mucho back points. I can taste his salty sweat, feel the friction of our rubbing shafts making me crazy and feel how tight and expertly applied is his turk ride. “I want you so bad, Bruno. You got me, but don’t let go. Slowly unhook the turk and pop between both my legs. You got it. Now push your dick into my ass crack and push both of my knees to my chest with your chest. Fuck, yeah, love the feeling of your full muscle weight on top of me B, like when we were kids in that sandy cove.” I take my knees and angle them out so I can wrap my legs around your back. I reach up and grab your neck, pull your mouth onto mine and kiss you with immense passion. “Now, pull your hips back and push your dick head up my crack until you find my…oh hell yeah, good boy, now push into me B, aww fuck yeah. Now just flex your ass and flip your hips and fuck me Bruno.”

21:39 Bruno_Moya: I don’t have time to get anxious about fucking for the first time. We go straight from the frenzy of our sexy naked wrestling that has us both hard as brick bats and then you guide me inside of you. My dick pushes slowly into your warm ass very deep and then, with a few awkward attempts, I find the right angle and start thrusting in and out of you. It feels so good and I am so involved with my dick going in your ass it takes me a moment to look up and meet your eyes. When I do I see lust and desire, love and friendship. I see the boy and the man. I see my Pau and I lean down and kiss him madly as I fuck him. “Oh, man, it feels so good bro!”

21:39 Pau_Cabrera: Bruno’s cock feels so good and his natural athleticism has him already banging away at my prostate. I taste his sweat and his mouth as we kiss and moan, lost in the moment with each other. At long last making love after wrestling, finally feeling him inside me and seeing that new confidence shine in his eyes as we stare deeply into each other. “Damn, Bruno you are making me crazy! Slow down for a moment, look me in the eyes and slowly move in and out of me.” The eye contact is so deeply intimate, spanning years of bonding, years of longing, and now at long last this moment together.

21:39 Bruno_Moya: My dick feels even harder as it slides in and out of your ass, feeling your glutes squeezing down on me, creating increased friction. I just slow fuck you as we make out, moaning in each others mouths. We kiss and slow fuck for endless moments, swirling our tongues, gently rubbings our lips, nuzzling our noses as we peer deeply into each other’s eyes. “I love being inside of you, Pau, feeling this connected to you. I want you to feel that way with me too,” I say and slowly pull my dick out of you and we both sit on our asses each with our right legs over the other’s left so our crotches are close enough we can slow stroke each other.

21:39 Pau_Cabrera: “Yeah, B? You ready for me to be inside you?” I ask as I enjoy handling your beautiful, thickly veined cock.

21:39 Bruno_Moya: “I think so man. Will you go slow at first?” I ask, slow stroking you and feeling very horny, wanting to do everything with you.

21:39 Pau_Cabrera: “Of course, B. Slow and gentle, bro. But look how fast you became a natural at fucking me; it won’t be long you will be wanting to fuck each other so hard we will be wrecking rooms together. Fast and hard, slow and sexy, I wanna do it all with you, B. We got all the time in the world now to be with each other every way we want.

21:40 Bruno_Moya: I lean in and we make out while slowly stroking each other. We start to make out very passionately and our stroking gets harder and faster, then before our balls start to churn Pau stops us and we lean back, grinning at each other. “That’s called edging, bro. Bring our balls to the brink of explosion, but backing off just before so we can keep sexing each other up,” he says with a knowing smile. “Everything feels so easy and sexy with you man. Let’s go back upstairs and spend the rest of the day in bed, man. I don’t want to wait; I wanna do everything right now,” I laugh, but I am dead serious. “I am so horny for you, Pau.”

21:40 Pau_Cabrera: “Trust me, B, I am freaking horny as hell for you too. Let’s go teach you how to take a dick, but don’t shoot your load, bro. We can flip fuck for the rest of the day.” We both stand up and look at each other, then I sucker punch you in the abs and start a race upstairs. We fall into bed together, sweaty and play wrestling, ready to fully explore each other’s bodies and desires. I push Bruno to his back, clasping his fingers with mine, pinning his hands and chest with mine, and enjoying more of that good dick grinding action. I kiss his neck, loving the taste of his salty sweat and move to his hairy armpit and greedily lap up and down it. I smile inwardly as this drives B. nuts and he moans loudly and bucks his hips up into mine.

21:40 Bruno_Moya: “Oh fuck, Pau,” I moan as I squirm under your body as you pin me dominantly into the bed, feeling your cock grinding with top leverage on mine and our chests and nipples sliding across each other in our sweat. Then I feel you go after my armpits and I really start squirming with a new kind of arousal that makes my toes curl.

21:40 Pau_Cabrera: I smile, really enjoying making you writhe in sexy pleasure. I find your mouth again for a moment and kiss you with deep, swirling tongues, then leave you wanting more as I kiss your neck and chest. I make a trail with my tongue from your nipples, down through your brick abs, taking my time, licking and kissing your abs while I grab your cock and slowly stroke it, teasing you. I hear you moaning and feel your hands running through my curly hair as I push your cock flat to your abs and lick its shaft from base to head. I pop your cock head into my mouth and tongue your piss slit before sucking on it, hearing your moans grow louder and feeling your body squirm in a whole new way. Finally, I deep throat your cock, pushing it all the way to the back of my throat so my nose directly smells your sexy pubes.

21:40 Bruno_Moya: “Oh fuck!” I cry out as you go down on me for the first time and I instinctually grab your head and hump my cock up into your throat. “Fuck, Pau, that feels so fucking good!” After squirming around for a while I lift my head to watch you and love that your eyes are searching for mine so you can see the incredible pleasure in them while you suck on my dick. I can see how much fun you are having making my balls churn as you massage them and slowly start to finger my very tight asshole.

21:41 Pau_Cabrera: “Damn, Bruno, I love the taste of your cock,” I say and slurp on it a while longer, as I slowly work my middle finger all the way inside you until I am pushing it against your prostate. Then I look you in the eyes, “You ready for my dick, B?”

21:41 Bruno_Moya: “Yes, but go slow, Pau!”

21:41 Pau_Cabrera: “Hey Bruno, this is gonna feel real good, just a moment of pressure, but just relax, just breathe, bro. Now, roll over onto your belly. I’ve got something else you’re gonna love.” As he gets on his stomach I lay down on top of him, my chest pressing into his sexy back and my thick cock laying in his ass crack. I am hyper-aroused by our sweaty skin to skin contact and feeling his rippling muscles and powerful body under mine. I kiss his neck and whisper in his ear, “I love you, Bruno.”

21:42 Bruno_Moya: “I love you too, Pau. Your body feels so sexy on top of mine.”

21:42 Pau_Cabrera: I gently hump my shaft into your crack, feeling it rub against your pink as I kiss your neck and nuzzle you. Slowly I kiss my way down an inch at a time, kissing your back until I arrive at your muscled ass. I kiss it too while pulling your hard cock from under you and stroke it out behind you. I lick up the shaft to your crack and gently part your cheeks and start tonguing your pink and again smile at your squirming. “Yeah, that feel good, B?” Your moans are all the answer I need to spread your cheeks more aggressively and start lapping my tongue up and down the length of your crack while still stoking your beautiful dick.

21:42 Bruno_Moya: “Damn, Pau, fuck me bro.”

21:42 Pau_Cabrera: I smile again at B’s readiness and laugh inwardly at his fears about not having any experience. Clearly he is well on his way to being a fuck monster like me. I keep eating his ass until he is humping the mattress and then I rise up and position my dickhead at his hole. “Okay bro, now breathe with me.” I slowly push my dickhead into him and his whole body tightens up. “Breathe with me, Bruno!” I can feel him gritting his teeth, but I push on inside him slowly until I am all the way in and then I just let my dick throb inside him without thrusting and lay back down on top of him, kissing his neck and whispering in his ear, “You're doing great, B. Just relax and breathe and remember how connected and sexy it felt being inside me.”

21:42 Bruno_Moya: I feel Pau’s muscles rippling on top of me again and that distracts me from the intense pressure I feel inside me, and then suddenly it just feels good. I turn my head to the side. “Kiss me, Pau.”

21:43 Pau_Cabrera: I nuzzle his neck and cheek, then find his mouth and kiss him, letting our tongues swirl together and letting him feel my passion for him. Very slowly I start to thrust a little and he grunts but keeps kissing me back with equal passion. I thrust a little more without lifting my hips from his back side, just flexing my ass and hips to hump his hot fucking ass. Within no time he is moaning and even bucking his hips back up into mine, wanting my dick. “Yeah, B, fuck yeah, I love being inside you too, bro. You are so sexy,” I say and now I want to kiss him, feeling so close to him now. My love for him wells up inside me and for the first time in my jaded life I am making love, not just fucking.

21:43 Bruno_Moya: I kiss Pau back, wanting to unite our bodies in every way. Our kissing chemistry is off the charts and that alone makes my cock throb into the mattress beneath me. Low, growling moans escape my lips as he humps is dick inside me and it sends ecstatic shivers throughout my body. “Damn, you feel so good inside me too, bro. Can you fuck me harder?”

21:43 Pau_Cabrera: I laugh out loud. “Can I fuck you harder? I can be into you like a train, tough guy.” I start humping him more aggressively, lifting my hips up just enough to fucking him real good. He moans and growls and I let go of any need to be careful with him and just be with him. My hips start making slapping noises as I raise them up higher and slam back into him harder and it only makes him groan out “harder!”

21:43 Bruno_Moya: As Pau fucks me harder and harder, I can feel myself letting go of any lingering shame about being gay and about getting fucked. I just let go so I can be with Pau the way we were always meant to be together. I feel my moans rattle up my throat and become a non stop growling noise. Then suddenly, my balls start to churn. “Pau, I think I am gonna cum!”

21:44 Pau_Cabrera: I grin and kiss his neck, slowing my thrusting until I am motionless inside him. “Pinch it off bro and breathe, like you do when you pinch off a piss. Save your load bro. We got all day, Bruno.”

21:44 Bruno_Moya: I do as instructed and as he stops thrusting my balls quiet down. I feel him pull out of me and lay down beside me, so I roll to my side and we both wrap up in each other and kiss gently and sweetly. We remain as sweaty as when we were wrestling and our warm, wet skin melds us together as we make out. The connection I feel with Pau is engulfing and powerful and I feel him feeling it too as we just make out, lost in a reverie of our life long bond coming to its fruition.

21:44 Pau_Cabrera: I have never enjoyed kissing this much in all my life. I think if left to our own devices Bruno and I would stay here in bed kissing until we slipped this mortal coil. We are lost in a loving obliviousness until suddenly my phone rings on the nightstand. We almost don’t answer, finding it ridiculously hard to pull ourselves off each other, but finally we do and I answer it. “Hola, Pau? This is Bruno’s Abuela. Is Bruno there with you?” “Si. El esta aqui.” I put the phone on speaker and set it between us.

21:44 Bruno_Moya: “Hola, Abuela, is everything okay?” “It will be mijo. We have been talking with Pau’s parents and grandparents and we want you to come live with us in Brooklyn. I don’t know what is wrong with your parents. We don't even know who they are anymore. We know what fascism looks like. We fled Franco’s insanity years ago and now your parents have gone insane and fallen under the spell of that fascist monster Trump. We will not have it. Will you come stay with us? You can finish the year at Pau’s high school and this summer we will take you both back to Sitges with us.”

21:44 Bruno_Moya: “Sí, Abuela. I would like that very much, Muchas Gracias,” I say with tears rapidly welling up in my eyes. “Good. It is done then. You will be safe with us. We also want you to know we have known you and Pau were homosexuals since you were little boys. You will be loved as you are mijo. This makes us so happy. That nice man, Señor Jordan, said he will pick you both up and bring you home to us tonight. Okay?” “Sí Abuela, te amo, Abuela.” “We love you too, mijo,” She says and hangs up. Pau and I look at each other with tears in our eyes. There are no words for my sense of relief. My head is spinning with so much changing for me literally overnight. Pau sees me reeling and grabs me up in his strong arms. I embrace him back and we both start to cry out of relief and happiness. Somehow that which created our bond helped us find our way back to each other and now that bond has a future.

21:45 Pau_Cabrera: “Bruno,” I say through both of our tears, “This means we can go to school together, finish up on the same wrestling team and be jiu jitsu brothers for life! Te amo mi hermano Bruno Moya.”

21:45 Bruno_Moya: “And this summer we can once again wrestle on the wet sands of Platja de Barra beach. Yo también te amo, Pau Cabrera.”

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