The Sewers - Chapter 2 Learning How To Live Underground

Chapter 2
Learning How To Live Underground
or
 How To Be A Good Sex Slave For A Mad Hermit


    Danny’s eye’s flew open in an instant.  A mewling moan escaped his lips as he bit down on his pillow in an effort not to cry out as Old Greg slowly sawed in and out of his seven year old ass.  Noticing that his little slave was now awake, Old Greg increased the speed of his hips, pumping his fat cock into the little boy. 
    “Mornin’ Lil’Danny,” Greg grunted as he fucked, “T’day we start your training. Guh! Oh feck! ‘Ere ah cum, Danny boy!” 
    Danny blushed red and cried out softly into the bedspread as his young bowels were filled with spunk.  Old Greg gave him a few more thrusts and then pulled out and got out of bed.  Looking back at Danny he grinned.
    “Dem boy!  You is a sweet feck and no mistake.  Well, Ol’ Greg’ll git to fixin brekfist.  Ya’ve earned yer food fer this mornin.”
    Danny stretched in the bed and curled up under the covers as he tried to wake up the rest of the way.  A shamed ache in his chest warred with a glowing satisfied feeling emanating from his ass.
    Greg soon had breakfast cooking over the fire pit.  It smelled delicious but as Danny got up to look into the skillet he saw something that looked kind of like bacon and eggs, and yet didn’t.  The eggs were gray and lumpy, while the meat had a greenish tint to it.  When Greg scraped half the contents onto a plate he handed it to Danny and kept the rest for himself.  Greg sat on the only chair in the room and Danny hopped back onto the bed.  As he dug into his breakfast Danny found that the funny looking food actually tasted really good and he wolfed it down even though it was still hot.  Greg sat watching the boy as he ate his breakfast at a slower, more thoughtful rate.
    “We gonna ‘ave te git another chair in ‘ere, Danny Boy,” Greg mused, “Ain’t had no reason te make one till now.  Jes ben me, alone ‘ere.  Bet now that’s changed an I spect we’ll ‘ave to put in sem more fernicher and tings.”
    Danny nodded enthusiastically, “I can help Greg!  Just tell me what to do!”
    Old Greg chuckled, “Weel ain’t you te eager one.  Weel first tings first.  Lets finish brekfist and ten I’ll show yeh how we kep clean around ‘ere.  That’ll be yer job the begin wit, keepin’ this place clean.”
    Danny nodded and tucked back into his breakfast.  Greg’s eyes traveled down the boy’s naked body and he felt his cock give a twitch, “An ah’ll have to see if ah can’t make yeh sempin to wear.  Can’t have yeh distakin meh all deh time, runnin around nekkid like dat.”
    Danny blushed and looked down at his soft and fairly dirty body, “I’m not…distracting…” he said softly.
    Greg set aside his skillet and came closer, his hand softly trailed down Danny’s chest to his tiny cock, “Like feck yeh aren’t sonny.”
    Danny gasped and dropped his head backwards, his back arching as Old Greg massaged his boyhood.  Suddenly Greg stopped and  began to pull Danny towards the tarp door, “Cem on boy!  Time to show yeh how we clean ‘round ‘ere.”
    Greg led Danny back along the stone corridor until they came to the room with the slug pit.  Slug slime covered the floor and walls, every surface that had recently been crawled over by the giant slugs that filled the pit in the center of the room.  Danny peered down into the pit.  He had no way of knowing how deep it went because it was filled to the brim with slugs that ranged anywhere from six inches long to three feet.  Further down were even bigger slugs but Danny couldn’t see them.
    Old Greg reached down and scooped up a slug that looked to be about a foot long and five or six inches wide.  Grinning widely he tossed it onto Danny, startling him as it stuck to his chest and should with a loud, wet slap.
    “Jest wait an let it wek,” Greg said calmingly as Danny’s lip started to quiver in fear.  The slug crawled over the boy’s skin making it tingle strangely and leaving a trail of glistening slime behind as it moved to his back.  Greg wiped some of the slime away and pointed.
    “See?  Yeh’s clean agin boy!”
    Danny looked down at his chest and sure enough his chest was clear of dirt and grim where the slug had been.  There was still some slime but that was already drying and flaking away. 
    “Feels funny though,” Danny murmered.
    Greg chuckled, “Yeh it sheh does, bet et gits ya nice’n clean though.  ‘Ere, I wanna show yeh semthin else that dey is goo fer.  These slugs, lek evertin else in dis sewer, air major horny crittters.”
    Greg made Danny get down on his hand and knees.  The stone floor was cold and hard but the slime caked to it gave it a softer feel.  Danny knelt on the ice cold floor, but soon forgot about his discomfort as he focused on the sensation of the slug sliding across his back leaving a prickly slime trail as it went.  Danny gasped as it settled on his ass and started to move over it, almost as if it were feeling him up. 
    “Gah! Greg what’s it doing?!” the little boy moaned as his rump was squeezed by the slimy slug.
    Greg Chuckled, “Et’s tastin an feelin ya over Danny Boy.  Ya see, every critur down ‘ere has an unnaturally high sex drive an a attracshin to the sex’lly sensitive perts of ‘uman beins an other animals.  Dint’ya  worry nonr though.  It’ll give yah a nice time an no mistake.”
    Danny let out a low moan as the slug slipped lower into his ass crack and began to lube up his hole with slime.  Old Greg pulled out his hardening cock and let it bump against his little whore’s cheek till Danny got the clue and opened up to receive him.  His mouth full of unwashed dick, Danny gave a muffled squeal as his anus opened up and the slug began to ooze in.  Tears fell down his cheeks as he was filled at both ends.  He grunted and moaned as the slug didn’t disappear completely inside him.  Instead it moved back and forth through his sphincter almost like it was fucking him.  Finally it slipped all the way in and disappeared allowing his ass to close completely around it.  Squirming mewling noises emanated from Danny’s cock filled mouth as the slug twisted and slid around inside him, cleaning his insides as it fed on his filth. 
    “That’s et, filthy boy!  Clean meh cock lek the slut yeh are!”  Greg groaned as Danny’s tongue worked his rod, sliding over it, tasting its foulness.  Greg humped forward, gagging the little boy as he slid down his narrow throat, stretching it out.  Danny’s mind burned with shameful lust as his two holes were filled.  He knew that he should be mortified by what he was doing but he couldn’t keep himself from perversely enjoying the filthy cock rammed down his throat and the slimy creature slurping up his foul juices and excrement. 
    Eventually Old Greg spurted into his boy’s stomach and the slug excreted some kind of slimy fluid into Danny’s bowels and slithered out.  After he pulled out, Old Greg helped a sobbing Danny to his feet.
    “Ow’d yeh like that boy?”  he grinned, “Lot clener neh ain’t yeh?”
    Danny sniffled and rubbed the tears from his eyes as he nodded, “Yes, M-master…”
    “Mester?….” Old Greg put a hand to his chin, “Hmmmm.  Heh!  I lek it!  Yeh call meh thet frem now on, k Danny Boy?”
    Danny nodded, feeling every bit the lowly fuck slave.  Calling Gregory “Master” had seemed all too natural.
    His master nodded and jerked his head toward the door, “Well Com’en, it’s time eh showed yeh the Fuel Room.”
    Danny padded barefoot after Greg, out of the slug room and into the room immediately next to the Slug Pit room.  Lined along one wall there were large crates filled with scrap pieces of wood.  In the opposite wall was a massive bin filled with coal.  And along the wall opposite of the entrance were shelves filled with jars labeled as various different kinds of oils and combustible liquids.
    “Thes is where yeh’ll get the stuff to burn for heat and te cook wit,” explained Greg, “It’ll be part ‘o yeh job to lug it te the livin room an the kep et nice an tidy.  Lateh eh’ll show yeh where eh mine teh coal frem.  Yeh’ll be able the ‘elp me out wit that eventually.”
    Danny nodded, listening carefully so as to learn as quickly as possible what his master wanted of him.  Next Greg led him down the stone corridor to a room filled with crates of various strange substances.  Few of which Danny recognized.  There were also rows of strange looking tools and apparatus. 
    Greg wave a gnarled arm across the room, “Thes ‘ere es the room where eh keep teh stuff to feed and take care ‘o my Pretties.  Eh’ll be teachin yeh ‘ow teh take care ‘o ‘em as well.  That’ll be enother part ‘o yer job.  Mestly yeh’ll jes have to know what te feed te who.  Cem’n lets go intreduce yeh te ‘em.”
    Danny followed Greg back out into the dark hallway and they head back towards the fuel room and the slug pit.  On the opposite side of the corridor he gestured at a long lineup of barred cells.
    “Thes ‘ere meh Pretties,” Old Greg proclaimed proudly.  Danny peered into the first cell.  Inside was a large bat like creature, similar to the ones that had attacked him the previous day.  The next cell held something that looked like a cross between a preying mantis and a wasp the size of a large dog.  On down the line Old Greg introduced Danny to his “Pretties”.  Each one scared the hell out of Danny.  Meanwhile as Greg introduced each pet, he would glance almost hungrily back and forth between his little slut slave and his cherished pet.
    After the first few cells the hallway gave way to a much larger room than Danny had yet seen.  It was filled with all kinds of vegetation.  Greg beamed as he showed off his garden.  The walls were lined with vines bearing strange fruit.  Pots and hangings filled with mushrooms were everywhere.  There was even a small patch of earth from which grew a strange looking corn type of plant.  Old Greg explained that he would be doing most of the gardening but he would expect Danny to help out. 
    Once they left the gardens, Greg led Danny back past the living room to a storage room where he could find all the food and supplies that they would be needing for daily life.  Once he had been shown this room Danny was led back to the comfortable living space.
    “Se, ‘ow de yeh like the place?” Greg asked as he pushed Danny down onto the bed.
    Danny whimpered as his small junk was fondled from behind, “I-it’s a great place, Master…nnnnn”
    Greg grinned, “Ged te ‘ere yeh say that boy.  Yeh’ll be tekin care ‘o most ‘o it frem now on.  Eh’ll help yeh out ‘till yeh figure evertin out.”
    “Yes Master” Danny moaned as  Greg’s tickling finger tips caressed his ass cheeks and bunghole.
    “Ehm also genna have’ta make yeh sem leathers boy.  None ‘o mine’ll fit yeh an whele eh like yeh nice an nekid in ‘ere, etside it’ll be enother matter entirely.”
    “Yes Master, thank you Master,” the slut moaned as a finger popped into his boicunt.
    Greg’s malformed cock was peeking out of his own leathers as he played with his toy, “Eh’m gonna have te go out teday boy.  I goteh finish the huntin I was doin’ when eh found yeh.”
    “Yes Master,” Danny moaned.
    Greg lined up his cock with the widening hole before him, “Whe’ll Eh’m gone, Eh want eh to clean te whole ace usin te leeches ‘k.”
    His breathing heavy an expectant, the little boy nodded quickly.
    Greg grinned, “Bet first ‘em genna give yeh a ged feckin’ befer eh leave!”  
    Danny howled shrilly as his master thrust forward slamming his thick, veiny, malformed, cock all the way into the back of his rectum.  Greg grunted as he pumped into his slut over and over working his way up into his colon.  Danny alternately screamed, groaned, moaned, and whimpered as he was used as a meat sleeve for his master’s impossibly long cock. 
    Greg jackrabbited into Danny’s small tight ass for a few minutes before pumping several strings of hot come into him.  Pulling out and wiping his quickly softening cock across his slave’s ass cheeks, he gave a satisfied grunt and left to resume his interrupted hunting.  Danny lay dazed for a few moments before he recovered enough to get up and tidy the room a little bit before he headed to the slug pit.
    Danny looked around a little on his own.  He wanted to be useful for his master so he made a short mental list of the things he wanted to fix up and take care of.  The old hermit had a nice setup here but he clearly wasn’t much for cleaning even with his supply of cleaning slugs.  Danny didn’t know much about taking care of a place like this(or any other place for that matter, the bum had used him as a cum rag and cum rag only), but he was going to give it his best shot even if he had to start out slow to begin with.
    After getting a couple of ideas for fixing the place up he made his way to the Pit.  Opening the heavy door, he made for the net rack set against the wall.  Grabbing a net and then a bucket from a nearby shelf, he cautiously approached the Pit.  The slugs squirmed and slipped over each other making squelching noises.  Danny’s hand strayed to his young groin where he absently rubbed himself as he remembered how one of those slimy creatures had wriggled around inside of him.
    Blinking his eyes as he came back to himself, Danny braced his feet on the slime covered floor and dipped the long poled net into the mass of writhing slugs.  His foot slipped a little as he brought out a heavy net full of cleaning creatures.  He recovered before he slipped into the pit but he gulped nervously at the close call.  He wasn’t sure what would happen if he fell in but he was pretty sure he wouldn’t get out very quickly.  He wasn’t even sure how deep the Pit went.
    He slopped the full net into the bucket and then returned it to the rack.  As he went to pick up the bucket he paused, gazing down at the slugs slopping around in it.  Biting his lip, something he always did when he was about to do something naughty, he reached into the bucket with both hands and cupped out a tiny but fat little slug about the length of his hand.  Blushing incredulously at what he was doing he spread his legs, bent over, and laid the slug on his left ass cheek.  The slug made a beeline for his puckered hole as he gripped a cheek in each hand and spread them apart to give it access.  Danny let out a moan as the slug wriggled at his tight hole trying to get in.  After a few insistent squirms it managed to open him up a little and slipped inside.  Straightening up Danny shuddered in pleasure as the slug went to work inside him.
    Grinning happily, Danny picked up the bucket and head out the door.  Starting with the living room then going on to the labs across the corridor, and then the main lab and the storage rooms, gear room, as well as the entrance room, he let out five or six slugs in each room and let them go to work while he picked up fallen items and did a small bit of organizing.  The slugs worked really well, almost systematically slurping the dirt off the floor as well as any furniture or items he attached them to.  The entire time he worked his seven year old, naked, cock bobbed in front of him, kept rock hard by the small wriggling slug in his ass.  He giggled as he left his own trail of slime on anything his dripping member ‘accidentally’ rubbed against.  He didn’t drop any slugs in the Fuel Room or the Garden’s.  The Fuel Room because he figured it for a lost cause and settled for a small bit of tidying.  The Garden’s he left entirely alone for fear off tampering with something he shouldn’t.  The cells that held Old Greg’s ‘pretties’ he avoided fearfully, not wanting to get any closer to the sewer creatures than he could help. 
    He discovered one vast room next to the gardens that was covered in strewn equipment, char marks and deep gouges along the walls, and other general clutter.  He didn’t even bother try to organizing it, saving that for another day, or month.  But he did dump the bucket onto the floor and helped guide the slugs to various areas to get at least some of it clean.  This room took the longest out of any of the others and finally he decided to give it a rest for the day.  Gathering up all the slugs back into the bucket he headed back to the Pit.  On the way he decided to check out the food stores once he’d dropped off the slugs and try his hand at some cooking.  He’d never cooked before but he wanted to try to have something waiting for his master when he got back.
    Opening the door to the Slug Pit he walked across the slime covered floor and up ended the bucket into the pit spilling some very full slug into it.  Letting the bucket clatter to the floor he regretfully decided he’d better leave his little ass friend there as well.  Bending over he reached back and pulled his supple ass cheeks apart waiting for the little guy to wriggle out.  He didn’t.  Frowning, Danny tried poop him out.  That didn’t work either.  Nothing else came out either as the slug had eaten it all.  Finally he reach into his ass with two fingers, opening it up so he could try to snag the stubborn little creature.  After working at it a while and building up a good sweat as well as leaking precum all over the floor from sticking fingers up his ass, he finally managed to get a tiny grip on it.  Pulling it out proved to be difficult however as he tried to pull while not letting it slip out of his grip.
    All this while he had been shifting around without realizing it and was now dangerously close to the lip of the Pit.  Sweat dripped off f him as he gave small jerks to the creature in his ass that stubbornly resisted him.  Suddenly, after one particularly viscous tug, lost his footing and fell to his knees.  Or knee, as one leg slipped into the pit.  He went to pull it out but slipped again sliding further into the Pit.  Panicking, he scrambled desperately at the floor trying to pull himself out, but he couldn’t find any purchase on the incredibly slick floor as both of his legs fell into the Pit and he sank to his waste.  The slugs writhed all around him, attaching themselves to his skin and began to clean him as well as touch him in inappropriate and obviously sexual ways. 
    “No! No! No! No! No!” Danny cried as he slid down into the Pit away from the wall.  At first he thought he was going to sink but the slugs kept him floating at the top.  As soon as he had slipped completely into the pit the slugs started to open him up and slither inside him. They wrapped around his body, sucking and squeezing his supple young flesh.  His ass was opened up wider and wider as slug after slug slipped in.  He tried to scream or at least moan, but when he opened his mouth a long thin slug stuffed itself down his throat.  It’s slimy body sliding over his lips.  He felt helpless as it slipp all the way into him and another started poking at his mouth to get in.
    Then the smallest slugs went to work.  They crawled up his nose and into his ear, but he almost went insane when they opened up his urethra and slivered into his tiny cock widening up.  He screamed, letting another slug down his throat, as more slugs forced themselves into his peehole, stretching it more and more. 
    He came.
    His cum was instantly slurped up as the slugs slithered over his tiny body.  The greenish grey mass of wriggling forms sucking on his soft ass, squeezing his tiny balls.  There was no doubt that the creatures were sexually molesting him, not just cleaning him out.  Two attached to his nipples and tingled as they sucked at them.  Minutes went by, then hours as he came over and over, the slugs feeding on his juices like starving whores  sucking up street urchins’ jizz.
    At one point the felt something huge beneath his feet.  It was soft and squishy but for a second he was able to stand on it with difficulty.  He thought he might be able to make a jump to the pit edge, but before he could try he started to sink.  Into the mass he was standing on.  It enveloped him, sucking in his feet, then his legs, slurping greedily at his hips and junk before sucking him in up to his arm pits. 
    Danny screamed as the massively giant slug from the depths of the pit swallowed him down.  He panicked when the creatures swallowed him whole, slurping him in head and all, afraid he wouldn’t be able to breath.  Soon, though, he found, while he wasn’t breathing, he didn’t feel a need to.  It was like he had grown gills but hadn’t.  He didn’t have much time to focus on this though as the insides of the slug began to squeeze him, rubbing him all over as the giant creature enjoyed its first human fuck in a very long time. sections of flesh detached around him and stuffed themselves into his body, gagging his throat as one slid down to his belly, keeping his head yanked back.  Another slid up into his ass, through his colon and small intestine until it joined the other tentacle in his stomach.  He was roughly yanked back and forth between the two rods of flesh, his body sliding over them, a living cock sleeve for the monster slug.   After a couple of hours of this he felt the flesh walls around him start to shake.  The rods inside him pulsed as the slug came and pumped glob after glob of cum into his stomach.  His belly began to stretch as it filled with cum.  Finally the monster slug finished and pulled out leaving Danny with three or four gallons of jizz inside his belly and looking like he was pregnant with quintuplets.
    Then he began to slid forward as the slug pushed him out, spilling him out into the mass of hungry writhing creatures before it dove back to wherever it came from, a well satisfied monster.  Danny cried in despair as the slugs began to maul him again raping their little whore with glee.  Suddenly he felt something loop around his neck and he was pulled roughly to the edge of the pit, choking the whole way.  Once he bumped into the concrete wall  the noose was released and he looked up in relief to see the face of his master.
    Old Greg pulled Danny’s weary, and abused, and very goopy body from the pit.  Danny cried out in relief as slugs were yanked off of him and tossed back in the pit.  He thought he was safe again but once most of the slugs were pried off his body, his master gripped his head and stuck his cock into Danny’s throat.  Old Greg slid all the way into his slave’s extremely well loosened body for the first time, burying himself up to his balls.  Danny gagged and spit flowed down his chin to mix with slug slime as he was mouth fucked by his master.  Old Greg slapped him repeatedly across the face while he pumped furiously enjoying his little cumslut to his fullest. 
    Finally Greg pulled out.  For the first time Danny noticed through teary eyes that Greg was completely naked.  He didn’t have anytime to relax though as Greg sat on the floor, his rod sticking up like a gnarled and twisty pole.  Pulling Danny over he lifted the boy up and slammed him down onto the tip, sliding easily into his whore’s sloppy asscunt.  Danny moaned out a multitude of shamed sobs as the rod went balls deep inside him.  He wept loudly and pathetically as he was pumped up and down, being used like a filthy and very worn flesh sleeve yet again.  His master reached around and gripped Danny’s cock, popping out four or five slugs of the tip leaving it very loose.  Reaching in with three fingers, Greg pulled and clawed at his boy’s new opening, keeping it wide and stretched, and making his whore scream in pain.  Finally he was able to get his entire fist in and he slid his hand around inside Danny’s cock hole.   Danny shrieked and sobbed as he wriggled around, his bubble butt reflexively bumping back into his master’s groin.  Old Greg grunted and laughed as his cock swam inside Danny’s stomach in a sea of slug cum.  He lifted the sobbing rag of a slut up and down his twisted pole until, with an explosive grunt, he yanked out of the boy’s body a washed him down with a shower of white milky juice. 
    Danny lay on the cold, slimy, cement floor, whimpering and moaning as his master’s spunk washed over him, mixing with the slug slime and the pitiful little bit of sperm spilling out of his own cocklet.
    Chuckling with satisfaction, Old Greg scooped up his sticky whore and carried him to the main lab.  When he had shut the door to the lab Old Greg laid an exhausted Danny on one of the lab tables. 
    “Yeh got the place nice’n clen boy,” he commented happily.
    Danny moaned, “I-I took the slugs to every room, Master.  I tried my best to tidy and straighten things up.”
    Old Greg nodded, “Yep.  Not bad fer yeh first day.  Bet ‘ow did yeh git in the slug pit?  I told yeh te be careful around et.”
    Danny blushed like a new whore, “I-I slipped an fell in when I was putting the slugs back…”
    Old Greg raise his eyebrows, “Musta ben awful clumsy to slip in while yeh was just dumpen a bucket.  Whet exectly ‘appened?”
    As he talked Old Greg busied about the room getting things ready.  A pale appeared beneath the foot of the table that Danny lay on and Old Greg pulled a large scary looking machine to the table and pull it over Danny leaving him surrounded by metal plates.
    Danny squirmed in embarrassed shame while he eyed the machine nervously, but he realized he could hide anything from the old hermit, “W-well I-I….I kind of slipped a small slug…into my ass before I started to work.  It wriggled around a lot while I cleaned and then when I was done it didn’t want to come out.  I got a hold of it but I wasn’t paying attention to what I was doing and I guess I was close to the pit.  I don’t know how it happened but I just kind of slipped and fell in…”
    Old Greg let out a loud barking laugh, “My, my! Yeh air a little slut aren’t ya?  Did et feel ged shoved up in there?  Did et kep yeh lil cock nice’n wobbly?”
    Danny blushed a deeper red but he nodded obediently.
    Old Greg chuckled as he came to the table side, “Well, I can tell ahm genna have fun wit you.  This little acsidint is even genna have some scientific bonises.  I’m a guessin yeh got swallerd up by a giant slug and dat’s why yeh look like yer pregnant?”
    Danny nodded dejectedly.
    “Weel that’s cause yeh are.”   
    Danny’s eyes went wide in shock and fear.
    Old Greg chuckled, “Den’t yeh worry boy.  I ken squeeze out most ah the cum and use it for study too.  Rare and valuable stuff is deh cum of deh giant slug.”
    Danny eyed the metal plates surrounding him nervously, “Most?”
    Old Greg nodded, “Yeh I ken git most out but yeh is knocked up wit slug babies fer sure.  Yeh is gonna have to let ‘em grow and bring ‘em te term.  Only takes a couple ‘o weeks.  Den worry I’ll mek sure it goes well.  Den’t want to lose ma new toy now do I?”
    Danny gulped nervously and nodded.  He began to whimper as Old Greg strapped his arms and legs to the table and set a small metal trench between his legs.
    “Den’t want yet te wriggle around to mech while I squeeze yeh,” the old man chuckled. 
    Danny began to cry again as the machine was turned on and the metal plates began to close in on his distended stomach.  He yelped as the cold metal made contact with his bare skin and stared to squeeze him uncomfortably.  He shivered as his master ran his hands over him in a calm petting manner.
    “That’s it my little slutty boy.  Don’t worry this’ll only hurt for a little while.”   
    Danny gritted his teeth as the pressure increased and he suddenly felt sick.  Gooey cum spurted out of his anus and flowed down the trench to fall with a splat into the pale.  More fluid forced its way up his throat to be puked out of his mouth.  In flowed down either side of his head and dripped into pales that Old Greg had waiting to catch it.  The pressure increased making Danny give a gurgled scream as cum exploded out of his ass and bubbled messily from his puking mouth.
    Meanwhile, Old Greg, who seemed oblivious to his concubine’s screams, busied himself with washing down the rest of Danny’s body with wet rags.  As the slimy cum flowed from Danny’s orifices, the rest of his body received a thorough wipe down.  Finally, when as much cum as could be squeezed from the whore lay in several different pales, Old Greg turned off the machine, wiped Danny’s face and crotch clean and then picked him up and carried him to the living room where he laid him on the bed.
    As Danny lay in the soft comfort of the bed he had a moment to notice that the table was covered with a pile of strange leathers.  He didn’t have long to wonder about this, though, as his master put out the lights and crawled into bed with him.  Danny’s eyes drooped and he started to pass out as he felt Old Greg cuddling up to him, sliding his cock over Danny’s baby soft and bruised ass.  As he dipped into oblivion Danny felt the twisted penis of his master slide deep inside him yet again, rutting violently as Old Greg got in one more fuck for the night.  The long wrinkled rod stroked in and out almost brutally as Danny’s body was jerked every which way.  Danny didn’t know or care at this point though, as he was deeply lost in a perverted dream.