The interview with Alvaro, the owner of the bar, had gone very well and I left there savoring the load he had made me lick off the floor and his shoes. The truth is that just remembering made me hard, and imagining how they were going to use me to earn tips made me excited, but I had to wait until Friday.

When my master Carlos talked to me about that possibility, it didn't surprise me at all, as most important was his satisfaction and it turned him on to know that other guys were using me. Of course, he had to give his approval. He knew me very well and knew I would fit into what Alvaro was looking for.

I didn't hear anything from my new boss until Friday morning when I received a call.

-Hello Jose, I'm Alvaro.-

-Hello boss.- I responded, thinking about how he liked me to address him.

-We open at eight, but I want you here an hour earlier. I need to go over some details of your contract with you.

-Yes, boss. I'll be there.-

-Good boy. See you later.-

I arrived with a few minutes to spare. The shutter at the entrance was down, and at seven o'clock sharp my boss appeared in his car and got out, imposing as the first time I saw him. He was wearing dark pants that molded his strong legs with each step he took. Shirt tucked in, tight-fitting and rolled up, highlighting his huge forearms. He greeted me with a firm handshake and we headed to a smaller door. When we entered, it took me a few seconds to recognize the office where I had done the job tryout.

-Sit down- he ordered, pointing to a chair on the other side of his desk. I obeyed and sat down after him. Without saying anything, he took out his phone, tapped the screen a couple of times, and left it on the table. Two tones of a call were heard, and someone answered.

-Alvaro.- said an imposing voice, sending a shiver down my spine.

"Here is your dog, Carlos. Whenever you want."

-Jose, as you know, I'm out on the road for the next three weeks. Until then, you will do what Alvaro orders you to do. I want total obedience.

"Yes, Master." I replied submissively.

"Alvaro is in charge and you can only earn tips from whoever he tells you to." As my master Carlos spoke, I felt Alvaro's gaze fixed on me. I could see a small smile, don't know if it was out of satisfaction, lust, or excitement. Or maybe all at once.

-That's right, dog. In the absence of your master Carlos, I have control over you. You will work normally, serving drinks, cleaning... When it's time to earn a tip, you'll know. Meanwhile, you're just another waiter. And speaking of waiters; no discussing the tips with others.

"And no fucking, you know that." Added my master Carlos. "I want your hole as tight as possible until I return."

"Yes, Master." I replied submissively. My master Carlos's fucks were intense, but the ones he gave me when he returned from being away for a while were the best.