New Year's Slave (unique story)

The town has changed a lot, eight years ago when Rodolfo left there it was a small village with just a few houses, connected by a muddy path. Now there is at least a small cement path that ascends the hill.

Some of the neighbors have improved their houses and now there are modern constructions. His grandmother has also improved the house, now it is a two-story building where she can comfortably accommodate the entire family that visits for Christmas and New Year.

Rodolfo left to study high school far away eight years ago and since then he only arrives on the 31st and leaves on January 1st in the afternoon.

He eagerly awaits this date, he likes to visit his grandmother but the reason his heart beats fast and nervous is another.

Rodolfo arrives at the house at noon, as usual he finds the men of the family already drinking and the women busy in the kitchen, trying to have at least six dishes served in large pots for dinner.

He sits with the men to have a beer and talks to his uncles about his work in the Capital and the things happening in the City.

All the uncles and cousins gathered there come from different places, as the town has not provided for them for a long time so they had to emigrate leaving the grandmother alone with some aunts, the same happens in every little house in the town.

Rodolfo impatiently drinks a couple of beers almost in a row, his parents have not traveled from the United States since they left, ten years ago, he hasn't seen them since then but there are news that they will soon have their residence and will be able to return. The news has everyone happy, including Rodolfo.

Midnight approaches and Rodolfo can't stop looking at the clock, at eleven o'clock he gets up and goes to the back of the house where there is a bathroom with a shower, he fills a bucket with water and puts in a heating coil, the mountain is very cold and at night fog and dew fall making it worse.

Seven years ago, when he returned for the first time to spend New Year's Eve with his grandmother, it was around nine o'clock and it was already very dark outside, he missed his parents and got bored with the drunken conversation of his uncles, he approached the kitchen to help his grandmother and the grandmother was outraged - the man in the kitchen smells like chicken shit - she said and kicked him out to go drink with the men.

He roamed the winding and overgrown terrain behind the house, sat down to look at the stars that there in the mountains are seen by thousands, of all sizes and some brighter than others, he lay down on the ground to look at them better, it was a completely dark and lonely place not far from the house but difficult to access.

He felt a kick in the side and stood up a bit nervous. There was Nicolás, the son of the neighbor next door, dressed in denim pants, a good brand suede jacket, and a white hat, from down below it looked quite imposing.

Rodolfo felt insecure because he was wearing simple clothes: a light brown thin fabric shorts and an almost transparent fabric shirt, despite the cold he was not wearing a jacket, he has liked to feel the cold of the night on his body since he was a child.

Rodolfo was 18 and Nicolás was 20. He was handsome, dark-skinned but with a lighter complexion than Rodolfo's, with fine features and very manly. With a thick mustache that made him look older.

Rodolfo had known him since they were kids, he lived in the house next door, they had often coincided playing in the backyard of their houses, right where Rodolfo was now.

-What are you doing here?- Nicolás asked him very friendly with his authoritative voice. Nicolás had not seen him in ten years because Nicolás and his parents had moved out of town, like everyone else, and only returned for the December Holidays.

-N-nothing, just wasting time- Rodolfo replied timidly and shrilly.

-Get to help your family, it's Christmas- Nicolás ordered, lighting a cigarette.

Rodolfo didn't move.

-Oh, don't want to obey?- Nicolás said in a friendly and playful tone.

-Just give me a cigarette- Rodolfo asked.

-This is for men, you're a boy- Nicolás said.

-I'm 18 already- Rodolfo said proudly.

-You're still a boy- Nicolás replied, touching his cigarette -go help your family with dinner.

-Well, I have nothing to help with- Rodolfo replied.

-Then I'm going to punish you for being so idle- Nicolás said, taking off his belt -pull down your pants.

Rodolfo felt his dick getting hard under the tight underwear he was wearing, he stood still for a few moments but saw Nicolás very determined, he got up, unfastened his belt, and pulled down his pants.

-Also take off your underwear, don't play dumb- Nicolás said and Rodolfo obeyed, it was very dark so Nicolás couldn't see Rodolfo's fleshy, dark and smooth buttocks. He reached out and palpated them.

-Hold your ankles- Nicolás ordered him and Rodolfo complied, with one hand he held the back of his neck so he wouldn't raise his body and with the other he gave him a smack with his thick belt.

The sound of the music at full volume in each of the town's houses made the crack of the belt against Rodolfo's skin imperceptible. He landed another slap and then another and another, and another...

Nicolás was a ranch boy, his blows were hard, firm, man to man...

-Doesn't it hurt?- Nicolás asked.

-Yes, it hurts but I can bear it- Rodolfo replied, and received a slap, and another, and another, and another... the boy's body leaned forward each time Nicolás hit him but Nicolás's hand squeezing his neck made him lean back...

-Are you going to help now?- Nicolás asked.

-Spank me more, I'm bored- Rodolfo said.

-Okay then kneel down and suck my dick so you don't get bored- Nicolás ordered and Rodolfo lay on the floor with his pants and underwear at his ankles and took Nicolás's dick in his mouth.

Rodolfo had never had a dick in his mouth, just the idea of feeling it there made him very hot, he sucked it as best as he could, causing Nicolás to release some sighs.

Little by little Nicolás's dick began to acquire tremendous proportions, thick, veiny, with foreskin, Rodolfo struggled to open his mouth wide enough to fit that wide piece of meat.

Rodolfo enjoyed its texture and the scent of Nicolás's pubic hair... sweat, urine, and a particular smell that pubic hair has and that Rodolfo always remembers when he thinks about Nicolás.

-Just look at what you did- Nicolás said, holding his hair and slapping his cheeks with his huge dick - now you got me hard, now I'm going to have to fuck you- holding him by the hair he pushed him towards a tree and made him put his hands on it.

With his feet, he took off his pants and underwear and opened his shirt to get it off, then naked he made him bend over holding onto the tree, he moistened his asshole with saliva that he spread with his hand and then he let himself come... slowly... very slowly.

Although he did it slowly, Rodolfo's virgin ass felt like it was splitting in two with such a tremendous dick and so little saliva to lubricate, he began to scream and the noise of the music drowned out his laments.

Nicolás showed no mercy, he pushed it all the way in and then began to pound like a wild bull... Rodolfo moaned and gritted his teeth... Nicolás didn't release his hair and pushed it deep and hard with fury -ahhhh ahhhhh ahhh- the Active began to moan and a jet of cum flooded Rodolfo's insides.

-I'm leaving tomorrow- Nicolás whispered in Rodolfo's ear, squeezing his balls without pulling out his dick - but next year I want you here at the same time- he commanded, I want you without underwear so I can fuck you more easily.

The next year Rodolfo went out to wander at the same hour, dressed without underwear as Nicolás had ordered him. Although Rodolfo was used to the cold, that night he trembled, the fog was thick and he felt cold below the waist.

Nicolás appeared with a collar and a dog leash - kneel with your hands behind you- he ordered and Rodolfo obeyed, Nicolás pulled down his pants leaving his buttocks exposed and stepping on the leash so he couldn't raise his head he lashed his buttocks with a belt. That time there were fifty lashes... he didn't give him time to rest, immediately he shoved his dick into his mouth and raped him fiercely, stopping only to slap him hard when Rodolfo grabbed his legs - I told you to keep your hands behind you- Rodolfo never disobeyed again.

I'm going to fuck you- Nicolás told him after a while of raping his mouth - get on the same tree.

Rodolfo obeyed and took off his pants and shirt for the first time.

This time Nicolás took off his shirt, the light from the fog allowed Rodolfo to see Nicolás's well-built and defined body, Rodolfo was still a slender boy at 19.

Rodolfo spread his ass and Nicolás spit on his hand and moistened the hole.

-It's going to hurt- he warned.

-It doesn't matter, do it- Rodolfo said.

-I wasn't asking for your permission, idiot- Nicolás said laughing - I'm warning you to make you feel fear and respect me... we're not lovers, I have a girlfriend... you're my sex slave.

Rodolfo got so turned on by those words that he spread his ass more and could even swear he felt wet.

Nicolás spread his buttocks and felt between them looking for his hole, when he found it he immediately put the tip of his dick in it.

-Argggg- Rodolfo complained, Nicolás slapped him on the ass - I told you, I want you to shut up, it's an order.

Rodolfo closed his eyes... he imagined that tremendous trunk breaking him for the second time, making its way inside... he spread his legs wider and bent over to facilitate the entry, Rodolfo clutched his hair and slowly pushed it in... spitting on it to make it slide better...

Rodolfo was so relaxed he looked like a rag doll held by the hair, it seemed that was the only thing keeping him standing...

Once inside Nicolás began thrusting, took his belt and began to spank his back - pleasure is for me, I don't want you to feel pleasure I want it to hurt- he said thrusting and spanking him, Rodolfo quietly endured and surrendered submissively.

-Tell me you're my slave- Nicolás ordered.

-I'm your slave- Rodolfo replied.

-Tell me you're mine- Nicolás ordered.

-I'm your slave, I'm yours Master- Rodolfo responded between wails and moans...

Nicolás threw the belt and stretched his strong arms to grab his small and delicate nipples, he squeezed them with fury and squeezed them while still fucking him... Rodolfo kept his hands on the wall surrendered and submissive... Nicolás increased the pace, Rodolfo tightened his lips to avoid howling with pain and pleasure. The hot cum invaded him again as that first time and then, as also happened on the first night, Nicolás disappeared into the fog without saying a word.

On the third year they didn't change the routine... on the fourth Nicolás told him he already had a daughter and that his daughter was stuck to him. He suggested changing the schedule, they would see each other that same night at two in the morning... Rodolfo sneaked out amid the hustle and bustle of the house, in that town families party until dawn, but no one noticed his absence...

And so Nicolás and Rodolfo saw each other at two in the morning the fifth year... the sixth year... the seventh.

Rodolfo bathes thoroughly in the bathroom at the back of the house, it has a huge window that overlooks the backyard, he feels someone watching him and opens the window. It's completely dark, but he soaps and rinses touching his anus and dick suspecting that it's Nicolás who watches him from the shadows, he bathes submissive and surrendered like a slave showing himself to his Master eager to please him.

He leaves the bathroom when it's midnight, just in time for the countdown, eat the grapes, and hug their uncles and cousins... then comes dinner, Rodolfo always eats little to be less full at two in the morning, it's a great sacrifice because the food smells delicious but he does it with determination and dedication to please his Master, he wouldn't allow himself to soil him and imagines the embarrassment they would both experience if he returned home dirty.

Time passes slowly and Rodolfo checks the clock every ten minutes waiting for two o'clock.

Uncle Manuel is an old man who lives on the other side of town, brother of his grandmother. He likes to tell stories and anecdotes from the town. That night he talks about ghosts, tells them about the woman in white who walks by the river and the teacher who appears in the old school at the entrance of the town.

-But the story that will scare you the most is about Nicolás the neighbor- says Manuel, showing his toothless denture.

-Oh, don't start with that Manuel- the grandmother scolds him.

-No, I swear to you- says Manuel- here at the big tree in the backyard Nicolás hanged himself, the neighbor's son three years ago when his daughter died.

Roberto's blood runs cold, his mind spins and his heart races...

-They say some nights he appears here in the backyard- says Uncle Manuel pretending a ghostly voice.

-That's not true, he's lying, I've seen Nicolás during the day and he's alive- the grandmother tells them.

-Ask the neighbor- Manuel says.

-Don't you dare, I don't want anyone to go ask such a horrible thing to the neighbors- the grandmother warns them- They are good people and they shouldn't have to explain the silly stories that the fools of the town spread.

Rodolfo spends the hours immersed in anguish, he wanted two o'clock to arrive but now he is terrified and full of fear.

He decides nonetheless to go out and keep his annual appointment. The night is dark and foggy. Rodolfo stands by the tree and minutes later he sees Nicolás's imposing body, he looks bigger than ever, he has been working out, Rodolfo has also become more robust over the years. Now he is 26 and Nicolás 28.

Nicolás puts a bandana in his mouth and ties his hands to a tree branch, he pulls the rope leaving his arms extended upwards, he pulls down his pants very gently and opens his shirt.

The first slap with the belt falls on both buttocks, then another... and another... and another... one more... Rodolfo howls and his scream is muffled by the cloth in his mouth... a hundred lashes on the buttocks and Rodolfo feels them hot and bruised.

Nicolás loosens the rope so that Rodolfo can kneel, but he keeps his hands tied to the tree, he sticks his dick in him and fucks his mouth with it... he shoves it down his throat and then pulls it out completely and repeats the action changing the pace, Rodolfo struggles to keep his mouth open wide enough for that tremendous piece of meat to fit.

-This is not a dead man's flesh- he convinces himself- I feel it pulsating, and it has vitality and strength- he relaxes and gives in to the violation of his throat until Nicolás is satisfied.

The rope falls from the branch when Nicolás releases it and with his wrists still tied with it he fucks him on the floor in a savage way... Nicolás had never pounded him like that, it was brutal, so rough that it was even humiliating, Rodolfo kept his mouth shut by the cloth in his mouth so he just moaned and got the body dirty while Nicolás fucked him hard from behind with fury... for a moment Rodolfo felt that Nicolás was doing it so rough as a way of saying goodbye but he left that thought when he considered that now they were both over 25 years old and both were already stronger and more robust men.

Nicolás cums inside Rodolfo, as always it's jets and jets of cum that invade him and fill him... then the night is still around him and as is customary, Nicolás disappears into the fog without saying a word.

Rodolfo ends up somewhat dazed and tired. He slowly unties his wrists and remains naked on the floor for a few seconds. He hears voices in the distance that put him on alert, desperate he looks for his pants, finds them and puts on his shirt only moments before Tío Manuel and three of his cousins appear through the fog.

-What are you doing here alone Rodolfo? Fucking crazy- Uncle Manuel tells him -you came to see the tree, crazy as you father-

-Tío is going to show us the Neighbor's Cross- says one of the cousins.

-Shhh shut up assholes, the neighbors can hear us- says Manuel pointing a flashlight at the roots of the tree where so many times Nicolás has fucked Rodolfo.

The cousins and Rodolfo look surprised, there at the foot of the tree is a small white cross, rusty and somewhat old. The uncle cleans the center of the cross which is a white aluminum plate with black letters that says: "In Memory of our beloved Nicolás 1997-2019"