About a year ago, Borja, a 24-year-old guy, was the slave of Manuel, a 58-year-old person with a formidable physical appearance. Borja lived with his Master and devoted himself entirely to serving him. He did the household chores and attended to his Master's sexual desires. He was happy and Manuel too.

In the mornings, Borja would wake up early, prepare breakfast for his Master, and then his Master would leave for work after leaving the clothes ready for Borja to go to the supermarket. The slave decided nothing, everything was decided by his Master.

One morning, Borja woke up, prepared breakfast and went to wake up his Master. The Master got up and went straight to the bathroom. There was Borja on his knees with his mouth open. Every morning the first pee of the Master went into the boy's mouth. He swallowed all the pee and then left while the Master showered. When they finished, he went to have breakfast and Borja waited for him on his knees, completely naked, until the Master finished. When Manuel left, Borja would clean up. By the time Manuel went to work, he would give Borja the shopping list, money, and the clothes he was supposed to wear.

Everything was normal, but that day was something different. Borja was leaving the supermarket when he ran into a friend from his time before being a slave. He hadn't seen him in years. Memories of when they were together came rushing back.

- Borja, long time no see. How are you doing?

-Good- he responded quickly and eager to leave. His Master forbade him from talking to people if he wasn't present.

-You're carrying a lot, let me help you.

-No...it's not necessary, thanks- said Borja.

-I insist- he grabbed a bag and said, -I know you now live with an older guy. And I've heard you're his slave.

Borja blushed, he didn't know what to say. He was starting to get nervous. His friend approached his ear and said:

-Let's remember old times- and he put his hand on his cock. Borja didn't react. His cock started to grow and his friend said:

-You're a slut and I want to use you, bitch.

Without saying anything, Borja started walking and his friend followed. When they arrived at his house, the friend grabbed him by the neck, turned him to face the wall, pulled down his pants, ripped his underwear, and shoved his cock into his ass. Borja gasped and his friend fucked him hard. Borja moaned with pleasure until his friend came inside of him. His friend approached his ear and said:

-You're a slut, a piece of shit- and left.

Borja was leaning against the wall. He couldn't understand why he had done it. He knew that if his Master found out, he would kick him out, so he decided not to say anything.

When his Master arrived, Borja welcomed him as usual. Naked, on his knees, with food on the table.

-Hello- said the Master - How was your morning?

-Good, Master

-Any news?