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Hi!

Hi, handsome...

Look at you!

How are you, babe?

It’s hot, isn't it?

I'm great, now that I see you.

Are you turned on?

You bet, I am alone.

At least, you have somebody.

You're a wanker, I like that...

What else do you like?

Everything. You too, right?

Yes, everything.

Good.

Do you like cock a lot?

That's what I like most.

Great...

You too, I think.

How is his cock?

Hey, will you show me your face?

Alright, you'll see.

Want to see my face? Sure?

Definitely.

You dare?

I dare everything.

Good... You're very cute, kiddo.

Here I am...

You’re hotter than fire.

Touch your ball...

Better both.

Have you already sucked two cocks at the same time?

No, but I'd like to try...

Great.

Wait, I'll call him, so he'll know you.

He's coming.

You said his dick's OK, and yours?

-What's up? -It's Fede.

The same.

Hi!

-That punk is hot. -Very.

What are you doing?

He's cooking, he's the housewife.

He kneads with his stick.

You're such a wanker... Cute little face.

Is he also a housewife in bed?

He's touching himself.

No... in bed he'll rip you up.

-Is he hard? -He didn't show me.

We'll rip your ass...

I take your word.

Tell him to come, if he dares.

Fine. You want to come?

Now?

Yes, do you? We're here.

-He won't dare. -Yes, he's so turned on.

I don't know. What’s your offer?

Tell him: a little train...

Want to come for dinner some day?

Or for a choo choo train?

I’d like both.

Show me your ass.

Such a wanker, and you say that I am the wanker.

He's so turned on, let him show his ass.

I'll show my ass, and you?

Our cocks.

Why don't you put it in his mouth? That's what I want.

You're such a pervert, faggot.

I like that.

I'm bored.

What can we do?

What would you like?

Don't be a sissy, come over and we'll have fun.

Oh, yeah?

Yes.

Would you like to fuck me?

Yes.

Very much.

The thought of it makes me horny.

I also want you to suck my cock.

But I think you're a chicken.

Sure... I love that.

Nothing scares me.

How long is it?

How much can you take?

We'll see when I put it inside you.

Are you hard?

There he is!

Yes, he came to get something.

Why is he leaving? Let him stay.

What does he like?

He's cooking.

He likes what you like too.

We'll get along fine.

Yes!

You didn't tell what size it is. What? Is it little?

Want to see it?

Sure.

Coming!

THE THIRD ONE

Coming!

Hi there.

Come in.

-Is everything OK? -Yes.

Are you sure?

Yes, everything's OK.

Fede?

What?

-Your real name? -Yes, it is.

Do you have some water?

No...

Water, yes. Are you sure? Do you want a soda?

-No. -Shall we open a bottle of wine?

Later, now I'd like water.

The water!

Sorry!

Oh, God! Never open the hot water when he's taking a shower...

because he gets very, very angry.

-He looks upset. -No...

He looks serious but he's nicer than Lassie the dog.

But, you know, this webcam thing... he doesn't like it very much.

He prefers action, the flesh. I'm more the wanker kind.

There's a smell, right? -Yes, of fish.

No, it’s burning. That's it.

You don't cook, right? -A little.

Sure, you live with your parents... Nothing compares to mom's cooking.

But next time you come, you can cook.

If you'll take the risk.

Look, kiddo...

We are not afraid of you.

Where can I put this?

Over there. I'll be right there.

-Hi. -Hi. Everything OK?

-Yes. You? -Fine.

-Honey, Fede's here. -I know.

-Everything all right? -Yes. Yes...

Hernán, you could show some interest.

-I did say hello. -He's very nervous.

You weren't very effusive because I didn't hear you.

I said hello, I told you.

More wine?

We don't want you to get drunk, but...

Why not?

Do you drink?

Sometimes, when I go out.

Do you like wine?

I don't drink so much but I like it.

-Do you get drunk often? -No...

I only drink when I go out and I don't go out often.

Just to know how much wine I should give you,

otherwise you'll get really drunk.

Wasted, yes.

Do you go out?

Not anymore. Practically no.

With friends, to some birthday party...

To gatherings, but we don't go to nightclubs.

We don't even know which are the trendy ones anymore.

How long have you been together?

-How long? -Eight.

-Eight? -Eight years.

Already?

We've been living together for six years after dating two years.

A bone?

Mom put it there... another one.

That sounded awful.

-Mom would never do that. -No...

He’s the one with unresolved Oedipus, not me.

I crushed the bone and I'm swallowing it.

Stop swallowing bones, we'll end up in the hospital.

Dressed like this.

Yes, eight years already. That’s a lot.

Do you have decent underwear on? Just in case.

For the hospital? Always.

-That’s good. -Always ready.

That's what my grandmother said.

What? -Really?

What did you grandmother say?

You always must go out with decent underwear.

Just in case...

Just in case you'd suffer an accident.

-Did she say boxers or panties? –Boxers.

-Have you ever seen me in panties? -Yes...

That's a lie.

Yes, eight years already.

And we met in a club, talking about clubs...

You know how he seduced me?

How?

-Do it. -Show me...

Do it.

-How? I want to know. -It's very funny.

It's a lie, from now on everything's a lie.

-Show him! -No way!

Come on.

-No, I'll tell you. I was at the club... -No, no, stop.

...and two guys were after me.

-And he was one of them? -Him and another one.

A friend told me: There's a guy who likes you, and also another one.

And I thought: "Fuck, who should I pick?”

-You think you are a star? -But I chose you...

It was a good choice. -I wasn't going to talk about that.

I wanted to tell him

how you seduced me, your personal touch.

-Show him. -I'm not showing anything.

-Come on! -No.

-I want to see! -No.

Please.

-What does he do? -A little monkey.

-A little monkey? -Yes.

Show him.

-But how, with paper? -No, with his face.

With paper?

I don't know, a little monkey...

Please.

-If you give me more wine. -More wine, sure.

Show him.

Come on, I want to see it.

You have to beg him, it's always the same.

The image's too strong for him. He'll run away.

-Well, yes. -Don't do it then.

-You do it. -No, it's your thing.

OK, I'll do it. Let me drink.

But I'll swallow it or I'll spit it out.

He wants you to beg him, it's always the same.

There you go, don't be scared.

At the most... you stay with him.

It’s very cute.

Show him your profile.

-Great, isn't it? -That's how I seduced him, can you imagine?

-Yes, definitely. -How nice. Thanks.

-Thank you for this moment. -A nice moment.

I'd have surrendered.

-With the little monkey? -Yes.

The same happened to me.

That's good.

If we fight, we make up mimicking the monkey.

But I don't understand in what context he did it.

Neither do I. He's making it up or maybe I don't remember.

You were drunk,

that's why you did the monkey on the first day.

-You always say that I'm drunk. -Yes, I don't know why.

-Eat. You don't like it? -Yes, it's very good.

Sure?

Yes, I was amusing myself with the monkey.

That sounds awful: "I was amusing myself with the monkey".

It’s better than wanking, right?

This is really good.

Nobody wants the beet... Did you eat it?

-No. -Why did you cook it?

-I thought Fede would like it. -Sorry...

-Nobody likes beet. -Neither do you?

What's the problem? It decorates the plate.

But you'll have to throw it away.

What's the problem?

The children in Somalia who have nothing to eat?

Yes, in Argentina there are a lot too.

My father used to say that

when I didn't eat all the cookies.

I pictured myself handing out the cookies I didn't eat.

-And did you do it? -No.

-Your father was right then. -Yes.

Did your father do it?

-No. He just said it to bother me. -It's exactly the same here.

-I’m like his father. -Yes.

-Don't get upset. -I'm joking.

I am not really talking about the children of Somalia.

I don't like your mother, the fish is full of bones.

She really wants to kill me.

-You don't like her anyway. -What?

-Nothing. -What?

- Nothing. -What did you say? Come on.

-Did you say something? -No, nothing.

What did you say, Fede?

I asked if your families get along well.

Yes.

Well... more or less.

He doesn't like my mom very much and he’s always looking for her flaws.

On the contrary.

I know more about his mom than him.

That's why he says that.

-What? -Can I have more wine, please?

-You'll get drunk. -No.

I thought he didn't like wine.

He'll get really drunk.

Better so.

Maybe we can do what he said on camera.

Right? I hope he won't chicken out.

I don't know. Did he say that much online?

Never mind.

More wine?

Please.

It's so hard to be a baby!

It's like this, it's like that!

-What does it mean? -Nothing, nonsense, like he said.

Like that monkey thing.

You have like different routines.

After eight years, you have to make up something, otherwise...

It's not fun anymore. -Well...

I didn't know that.

Nice, isn't it? To learn about these things now.

After eight years. -You find out after eight years.

You are mean, like your mom.

As mean as your mom.

You're just the same: mean.

I talk on the phone with his mother. She's mean,

she treats me badly.

My mother treats you very well, she adores you.

You are like a son to her.

-And then she ignores me. -And you're a son of a bitch.

You hate her because she's fat.

-You mean I discriminate her? -Yes.

Your mother? No, never.

For me, people can be fat if they are over 50. Before, no.

Then you should start looking after yourself.

He is just like his father.

-Yes, that's true. -He never stops talking.

When we eat together, his dad never lets you jump in.

Not even him, who's always talking.

-His father goes... -Nonstop.

Crazy.

-And physically? -Physically...

I look like my dad. And he looks like his mother,

they have the same nose.

-No? -Yes, that's true.

More or less. But I'm a mix of both.

You know, when it's a little mixed up.

I think I m adopted.

I'm way more handsome than my parents.

Cut the bullshit.

Maybe you got the best out of each.

Could be.

And you? Who do you resemble?

-My looks or my personality? -Looks.

My dad...

I could show you a picture and ask to find the ten differences.

-And we'd be speaking to him. -Sure.

Same nose, same eyes,

a receding hairline.

Premature balding my Dad, his whole life.

It suits you.

You think so?

Yes.

I don't know how to do my hair to not make it show.

Shave it off.

Never do your hair like this, to cover your hairline.

Like those who are going bald and try to hide it.

It's so beautiful to touch a shaved head.

My dad used to do it like that...

Now he has two or three hairs here. Like Krusty.

-Your mom? -No, my dad.

If you look at his honeymoon pictures in Bariloche,

we are just the same. A little less hair.

I'm coping with it better now. There are more products.

-Yes, a lot. I use them. -Maybe.

I only use a shampoo.

-I'll show you some. -OK.

He also uses them. He just pretends he doesn't.

-You have great hair. -Thank you.

Tell me the secret.

Nothing. Mineral water... every day.

I jog from 8:00 to 10:00 each morning.

That's true, it's the only thing you do.

But working... no.

Again!

The truth doesn't offend.

-More wine? -Yes.

-You? -Shall we finish it?

Go on.

-Bottoms up? -No, please.

Little wino.

We had two bottles.

That's a lot.

It's good, usually I don't drink white wine.

Why did your parents go to Bariloche on their honeymoon?

That's too much. To Bariloche on their honeymoon!

They had no money?

Times were different.

-Asshole! How can you say that? -I was joking.

It's OK, they didn't have much money.

But he can't talk like that.

It was different back then, everybody was going to Bariloche.

The photo in Bariloche, with the dog, the barrel...

Maybe they got married on a school trip.

-My mom went to Carlos Paz. -Where?

To Carlos Paz.

With the cuckoo clock. Did they take a picture?

Of course.

-Really? -Yes, a photo with the clock.

-You never saw it? -The typical picture of Carlos Paz.

-Never saw it? I'll show you. -Please.

Post it on your... wall.

Idiot.

-Do you have something of your mother? -The temper.

Different from my dad's...

Two opposite worlds. I don't know how they could stay together.

Poles apart... how do you say it?

Attract each other.

Yes, maybe. I'm more like my mom.

A different kind of personality...

My father's very open, more talkative.

He makes friends easily. For me it's a bit harder.

Are they still married?

No, my mom died.

That's hard.

So you live with your dad.

I can't get rid of certain things of my mom.

Some attitudes.

Why?

I don't know. Things you pick up as a kid.

I had a closer relationship with her.

My dad was always working.

And I took care of my mother in a way.

As if I was her father. It was like that for many years.

My mom got sick,

she got into a huge depression.

She had so many fears. I took care of her while my dad was working.

And so we had a very close relationship

and I picked up many things from her.

I'm more secretive.

It's difficult. With people like that, the environment gets complicated.

Yes, most of all to be in charge. I took charge of the household.

My sister had her mind somewhere else all the time.

The minute she could, she fled.

And my mom with her fears, all the time.

My mom was a very frightened woman.

And it's difficult for me to not be like her.

-But you are not. -No?

No. You're here. I don't know, it's different.

If you were excessively scared or shy,

you wouldn't be here.

That's good, isn't it? -Yes, it is.

When my mom killed herself, I became more fearful.

-She killed herself? -Yes.

How terrible.

How? Sorry, if I may ask.

-What? -May I ask how?

Yes, with pills.

Really?

-How sad. -Yes, terrible.

And my sister blaming me and my dad.

Do you miss her?

Who? My mom or my sister?

-Your mom. -Yes.

I can imagine.

I think she was the only one who...

who really knew me.

Or at least who has spent more time with me.

And she is still with you.

Absolutely. -Maybe.

Can I have one?

Sure.

Sorry...

I didn't know you smoke.

On special occasions.

Is this one of them?

Yes.

A beautiful night.

You have an amazing view.

I only see a brick wall at my place.

It's nice.

I know what the neighbors do.

-You spy on your neighbors? -Yes, I like it.

You see that old lady there?

By the light?

She does the same things every day.

She gets up, eats breakfast,

goes to work, comes home,

takes a shower, cooks dinner, watch the soap on TV,

and goes to sleep again.

On weekends she does something extra and goes out for a walk.

She knows how to party.

Very wild.

Those on the fourth floor really have a great time. You see that dim light?

They fuck every day.

That’s true stamina.

Yes, they are young.

Can you see them from here?

Yes, because they start by the window.

They always do the same.

I just see the foreplay.

Maybe the old lady has a good time too.

Not like those kids, I think.

Well, I don't know.

They'll be fucking in half an hour.

We should all be fucking in half an hour, right?

Everybody? The whole world?

Yes. Men, women, animals, all at once.

Nice picture.

Coming all at the same time,

let the world explode. And we'll die happy.

Maybe that's the closest we can get to peace.

A good way to die.

What's that?

Nothing.

The wine...

Asshole.

What happened?

Are you nervous?

I almost broke everything.

I wanna fuck you...

Let's go upstairs.

Come on...

I’m coming. I’m coming...

I'm getting hard again.

I can’t get enough.

He's a wanker.

Sleep a little while. At our age?

Just ten minutes...

Let’s sleep.

Or I'll watch you.

That would be nice. Do you want?

I like you.

And I like you both.

Let’s sleep.

What is it?

You woke me up.

I was almost asleep. You did something with your chest.

-No, nothing. -Yes...

Excuse me.

Here's a towel.

Thanks.

You need anything?

No.

Sure?

-Yes. Do I have to go out? -No...

Can I stay and watch you?

Yes...

What?

Nothing, go on.

Hey, can I ask you a question?

Yes.

-You two never thought about getting married? –Get married?

-Yes. -No.

We never thought about it.

It can be very useful, you can adopt and stuff.

Yes. But Hernán already has a daughter.

She'll be 13 in two months.

She's a big girl.

You'd be a good father.

You think so?

I do.

-And? -It's slow.

It was nice.

Good Luck.

Will you come again?

Are you going to invite me?

Of course.

What do you think?