04:26 AM, Wednesday

A small house with a single bedroom, The dishes in the sink were full with no one to clean them, the smell of garbage, cigarettes, alcohol, and other things was disgusting

He was counting the money that the customer who had just left had given him. He had just vomited in the toilet. There was sweat and kiss marks on his skin, His back hurt, but he was used to this condition, because he had sleep with different men every night and they treated him like an animal in heat, and he didn't feel like going and cleaning himself up. He was tired.

He was about to go to sleep but was met with a message from his boss saying, "Another customer is coming to your house, be ready." He let out an annoyed sigh

"Doesn't this man understand that I'm dying right now?! And he wants someone else to f*ck me again?! great, lucky me...Tch..."

He went and cleaned himself up and had an instant coffee, he was still sleepy but his eyes were open, He went and sat down and waited for the customer to arrive

When there was a knock on the door, he opened it reluctantly and reluctantly and...was confronted by a man slightly taller and larger than himself, but not too big...

"Come in..."

he was waiting for the man to grab him and kiss him brutally...but...nothing happened?...

"Are you waiting for an invitation? I'm already ready..."

He said with a annoyed tone...but also confused