CORRUPTING A MINOR
-by Marc P. (email miniegg69@hotmail.com)
CHAPTER 5
Saturday night, around eight, I heard a knock at my door. Julie and I had been listening to a little Elvis Costello and smoking a joint. We gave each other a knowing glance as we heard the knock. We knew it was Sean.
"Come on in!" I called. Sean opened the door. His hand was no longer bandaged and he was wearing a faded T-shirt it looked like he worked out in, and a pair of old jeans. Good, I thought, he dressed appropriately for the occasion. I wouldn't want to ruin any good clothes. He did look rather adorable, though. He wasn't wearing this typical ball cap, and his short brown hair was all rumpled. He looked a little frightened, which just added to my lust. I could see Julie staring at him like he was a fresh slab of meat also. Oh, this was going to be fun.
"You wanted to see me," Sean said meekly, still standing in the doorway.
"Yeah," Julie answered. "We thought that there were some hard feelings all around and we wanted to try to patch them up."
Sean looked visibly relieved and sat in my desk chair as Julie motioned for him to. We both sat on the bed, facing him.
"You see, Sean," I started, leaning forward and resting my elbows on my knees, "We thought you might have been trying to fuck with us, you know play us for fools or some shit like that, fucking around with both of us behind our backs. Lying to our faces. Kind of like we're your private screw toys.
It's not like that, is it, Sean?"
He shook his head vigorously. "No, not at all. I just, well . . ."
I interrupted him as a I stood. "We wouldn't want that to be the case. We'd be very disappointed." I walked behind him and placed my hands on his shoulders. He was tense.
"Very disappointed," Julie concurred. She was staring intently into his eyes. I saw her lick her luscious, smoldering lips softly. I started to massage Sean's shoulders, kneading his back muscled like dough. He grunted slightly in pleasure. I think he was still amazed we weren't pummeling him.
Yet.
"You do like us, don't you Sean?" I said. I slowly reached around and began to massage his pecs, brushing his nipples ever so slightly through the fabric of his shirt.
"Yes, I do like you," came his answer, breathless. He was sort of staring at the floor.
"And you're not deliberately fucking with us?" I whispered into his ear, nibbling on it as I spoke.
"No," he managed to sputter. I could see a bulge growing in his jeans. Julie slid off the bed and crouched on the ground in front of him. She slid off his shoes and began stoking his socked feet. He squirmed a bit because it tickled. I continued to fondle his nipples and slowly reached under the front of his shirt, sliding my hands across his developing six-pack. He drew in a sharp breath.
Julie pulled off his socks. She looked up into his eyes, with a sad, loving look, and said, "That's good. We don't like to be fucked with. Do you know what it's like to be fucked with, Sean?"
Sean just sat there. I started to pull his shirt off, so he lifted his arms into the air. His head and arms were caught in the T-shirt, when I said: "Well, your about to feel what it's like, you son of a bitch."
I pulled a pair of handcuffs out of my back pocket and swiftly snapped them onto his wrists. Julie stood quickly and padlocked another chain around the center chains connecting the cuffs. We had rigged this to a rope and rigged the rope so that it went over one of the steam pipes that ran along the ceiling (these were old dorms, so none of the plumbing or heating were in the walls). She then yanked on the other end of the rope which was now acting like a pulley. Sean was jerked to his feet and she pulled it so that, arms yanked about his head, he was standing uncomfortably on his toes.
Julie tied the other end of the rope tightly to the radiator.
"What the hell!" he cried.
"Shut the fuck up, bitch!" Julie shouted. She pulled his T-shirt back down off his face. She grabbed one of his sweaty socks and shoved it into his gaping mouth, muffling his protests. He tried to spit it out, but she had shoved it in too deep.
"Now we're going to have a little fun." We looked at each other, and smiled. We just watched Sean struggle for a few moments.
"Want to roll another one?" I asked nonchalantly, indicating the weed on the desk.
"Sure," Julie replied, "Why not?" Sean struggled against the handcuffs and rope, but there was little he could do. He looked quite appealing standing there completely helpless. His big brown eyes were wide with fright. Oh, this was definitely going to be fun.
I rolled another joint and we passed it back and forth while lounging on the bed, watching Sean squirm and writhe, obviously expecting the worse. When we were good and stoned, I turned to my girlfriend and said, "Ready for some fun?"
"You betcha, hon!" She walked over to Sean and deftly undid his belt and unzipped his jeans. She pulled them down and all the way off leaving him in his boxers. He was wearing a pair of soft cotton Joe Boxer's, simple black.
Very hot. I also got up off the bed and grabbed his shirt, by the collar.
Sean let out a muffled cry as I tore the shirt down the center and then ripped the sleeves as well. It fell in a ragged heap onto the floor.
"Should we fully depants him?" Julie asked me.
"Naw, not yet." I said, putting my arm around her waist and pulling her into my side. "Lets have a little fun like this." The sock crammed in Sean's mouth stifled a cry. "Whacha wanna do first, babe?"
"Well, honey," she replied, running her fingers through the small patch of hair between Sean's pecs and around his nipples. "I don't really like chest hair, do you?" Sean fidgeted nervously and let out another cry.
"Nope," I said. "Never did. I think I might have something in the bathroom that would take care of that." I left and returned with a bowl of warm water, some shaving cream, and a straight-edge razor. Julie grinned devilishly. I moistened a washcloth and wet his chest, and followed it up with the shaving cream. I massaged it into his beautifully tanned flesh, working up a nice lather. Julie sat back on the bed and took a few more hits while watching me work.
"Now hold still," I told Sean. "You don't want to be all moving and shit. I might slip and nick ya." With a few swift, deft motions I cleaned him of the hair around his nipples and down his chest, making them as smooth as a prepubescent boy. I moved down towards his belly button, when Julie stopped me.
"Don't," she called. "Leave that trail. The one that goes to his happy place." She giggled. God she was high. And God I wanted her. I tossed the razor onto the desk and I jumped on the bed, pinning her down. He giggled again as I planted my lips over hers. We kissed deeply, probing each others mouths with our tongues, exploring each other like it was our first time. Her hands traveled roughly around my back, and neck, reaching below my shirt with one of them, massaging my back. One of my hands made its way to her breasts and I cupped it gingerly. I fondled and pinched her nipple through the thin fabric of her blouse. My hardening cock I began to grind into her thigh as we bucked and writhed in a dry hump on the bed.
Suddenly I broke away from our embrace and looked over at Sean. He had been staring at us and had popped quite the boner. His prick stood perpendicular to his body, the head poking through the hole in his boxers. I smiled. "Look at our beautiful new toy," I said to Julie. "It looks like he wants to play too."
"It sure does. And look how smooth he is. Like a little boy. Like a bad little boy who needs to be punished."
"I know. It's a fucking work of art."
"Sure is. You should sign it."
"I think I just might." I got off the bed and grabbed a marker.
"No," Julie said, "Make it permanent."
"But it's a permanent marker." She rolled her eyes and pointed to the razor blade on the desk.
"Oh," I said. Julie looked at me and licked her lips. She had her hands down her panties and was fingering herself. She was really getting into this. "You are one wicked slut." I picked up the razor, watching it gleam in the faint light coming from my desk lamp. Sean was absolutely terrified.
I thought his eyes might bulge out of their sockets. He grunted a muffled protest and began to squirm again. "Don't worry. It'll only sting for a minute. Now where should I sign it?"
I ran my fingers across his chest, tweaking his right nipple between my thumb and index finger, until it was good and hard. Then I moved to his left and did the same thing. Sean had quickly lost his hard-on due to fear, despite the fact that his chest was aroused. I massaged his left pec and decided on the spot right underneath. I dug the tip of the razor into his skin. He twitched underneath my touch, and he was dripping with sweat, down his face and chest, partially from fear and partially from the strain the ropes were putting on his body.
The spot where I pressed the tip of the razor in began to ooze a little blood. Sean's eyes began to well with tears. I dropped the razor and laughed. I picked up the marker again and quickly signed my name. "Gotcha!" I said to Sean and laughed again. He was panting, relieved. God, was I having fun.
In the meanwhile, Julie had taken off her blouse and bra, and was really going at it with her fingers. Sean was staring at her, and his cock, which was still poking out of his boxers and had gotten hard again, was wet with precum. It was time to stop fooling around.
I walked behind him and slowly ran my hands down his back to the waist band of his underwear. He shuttered at my touch. I pulled his shorts down to his ankles and pulled them off his feet, tossing the boxers aside. He was now completely naked and ready for the taking. I decided it was time to get out of the confines of my own clothing, since my own member was straining to get free and I was beginning to feel uncomfortable.
I pressed my body up against Sean's back, my dick resting between his ass cheeks, and stroked my fingers down the side of his face. "This gag hurting your jaw?" I asked.
Sean nodded vigorously.
"If I take it out, you won't make a sound, will you?" He shook his head no.
"Are you sure? Because you won't want to know what will happen if you do." He shook his head again, more eagerly. I pulled the sock out of his mouth. I gasped and flexed his jaw muscles.
"Can you untie me, please," he begged. "It really hurts."
"I told you not to speak!" I grabbed his balls and gave them a sharp squeeze. I yelped in pain. "Make any more noise and I can guarantee you won't be happy." I leaned in and pressed my lips against the back of his neck, breathing in his musky scent. I lapped at the sweat that was running down his neck. It was salty. Delicious. As I did I massaged his chest. Running my hands up to his face I stuck two of my fingers in his mouth.
"Get them good and wet," I said, and he began to lick and suck them. "Trust me, it'll be better for you." He let out a whiney moan as I squeezed his ass with my other hand. Julie had removed her panties and was now rummaging through my top dresser drawer. I knew what she was looking for and my cock twitch in anticipation.
Sean was really going at my fingers, sucking them like they were his only sustenance. I decided it was time and abruptly removed my fingers from his mouth and jammed them into his asshole. He yelped again. Oh, this was fun.
I thrust them roughly in and out, all the way up to the last knuckle. His ass was really tight, I doubt he'd been plugged in a while, and it must have been really painful. He started sweating more, which I continued to lick off his supple skin.
"You like this, don't you, whore?" I whispered into his ear.
"Please stop," he groaned. "It hurts."
"Oh," I said, "I don't think so. And you haven't seen hurt yet." Without warning I pulled my fingers out and drove my dry cock deep into his gut. He cried out loudly. He was straining against the cuffs, still on his toes, as I rode him rough.
Julie had found what she was looking for. A very large dildo. It was about a foot long and more than two inches in diameter. She had plopped herself back onto the bed, and began to work it in and out of her dripping pussy. She looked slyly at Sean.
"See, unlike my boyfriend, I'm going to make sure that what I stick up your ass is good and moist." Sean gasped in horror.
"No, please don't," he moaned.
"I don't -- think you -- get a choice -- in the matter," I said in between thrusts and grunts. His ass was so tight and he was involuntarily (or maybe voluntarily) flexing his ass muscles around my cock, trying to milk my juice out. Julie looked really hot on the bed, legs spread wide, thrusting that fat dildo in and out of her. She was absentmindedly playing with her nipples with her free hand, going back and forth between them, getting them good and hard. Her moans were louder than mine.
I continued to plow Sean's ass but I didn't think my prick could take any more. "Oh yeah," I moaned. "Your hot freshman ass is all mine, now!" The pipes were creaking under the strain of the ropes and I thought briefly they might come crashing down. Sean's wrists strained against he cuffs as my pace quickened. I was getting close.
"Plow that ripe teen ass!" Julie called from the bed. "Yeah, baby, make him writhe!" She was really going at it now, matching the trusts of the dildo to my thrusts into Sean's hole.
"It's really tight, honey," I grunted. "You're gonna fucking love it!" My balls slapped against Sean's ass as he started to beg for me to stop. "Shut the fuck up," I managed to get out, my breathing had quickened. It was coming. And then it came. Orgasm swept over me. With one long thrust I shoved my cock in up to my pubes and held it there as the torrents of my orgasm gripped my body and brought me into throes of ecstasy. I shot my hot load deep into the freshman's hole. Shot after shot pumped into his bowels, each shot causing me to shutter.
"Oh, yeah, fill his ass," Julie said from the bed, and then she began to twitch. She stopped the rapid assault on her cunt and drove the dildo deep inside. Closing her eyes and throwing her head back she cried out, "yes, yes, oh fucking god, yes!"
We were both spent, but the fun wasn't over yet. I pulled my softening dick out of Sean's butt and gave his cock a squeeze. It jumped in anticipation at my touch.
"Had enough?" I asked.
"Yes, please untie me," he said. "My arms really hurt."
"I don't think so," I replied. "We ain't done yet, boy."
"No, take him down," Julie said, pulling the dripping dildo out of her twat, "I'm gonna want better access."
Sean was even more frightened. "You're really going to put that thing in me? I don't think I can take it. Please please please, it's too big."
"You should have thought of that before you messed with us," Julie spat.
"I'm sorry," he pleaded. "I'm sorry I ever lied to you. Please, I'll do anything. Anything. Please!"
"Oh you will do anything," Julie answered. "But first you're getting your ass plugged again."
I took the desk chair and placed it in front of him so his crotch was pressed against the back. I spread his legs apart and tied his ankles, one to each of one of the back chair legs. Julie untied the rope so his arms fell back down, still cuffed. He shook them out a bit. I could tell he was relieved to not have them strung above his head anymore.
But his relief was short lived because I quickly pushed his head down so he was now leaning over the back of the chair, his perky little ass inviting the inevitable onslaught. I tied the rope bound to the cuffs to the front legs of the chair, to keep him bent over. He pressed his hands against the seat to keep himself propped up and not have his stomach digging too uncomfortably into the back of the chair.
Julie strapped the dripping dildo onto a strap-on belt and positioned herself behind Sean. "You're mine now, bitch!" She slapped his ass a couple of times and then positioned the tip of the dildo at the entrance to his hole. On the count of three she rammed the dildo in, almost all the way. I could swear I heard something tear. Sean let out the loudest cry of pain I'd ever heard. I thought we might call someone's attention but thankfully I think the music was loud enough.
Now it was my turn to sit back on the bed and watch Julie plow Sean's ass. She settled into a rhythm and Sean seemed to get used to having that monster rod up his ass because he stopped groaning. But the look of discomfort never left his face. I stroked my own dick back to rock-hardness as my girlfriend thrust the dildo in and out of Sean's gaping hole. She had her hands on his hips and was plowing him just like a man. Her beautiful round breasts bounced up and down with each thrust, her hair flowing over her shoulders. She was really getting into it.
And so was I. My cock was aching for more. It was hard again and precum was flowing copiously. I got off the bed and stood in front of Sean. I grabbed a clump of hair and yanked his head up so he was staring me in the face. His eyes were wide, terrified. They pleaded with me. He looked like he might cry. I slapped my dick across his face, splashing it with some precum. I put the tip to his lips. Without saying anything to him, he opened his mouth and I slid my cock in. I grabbed him by the ears and began to fuck the living shit out of his face. He gagged at first but managed to take the whole thing down his throat. I could feel the back of his throat with the head of my cock. Deep long thrusts, I fucked his face, Julie fucked his ass.
What a sight it must have been, this tan chiseled freshman being plugged at both ends. I went rough, as did Julie. I preferred a nice slow suck, but this time it wasn't about me getting off. It was about teaching Sean a lesson. And boy was he learning it! Julie began to finger her own cunt from behind as the dildo slid in and out of his boy pussy. His moans were muffled by my own cock sliding in and out of his perfect mouth.
Julie and I moaned and groaned and plowed and stroked and just manhandled the piece of meat we had before us. Despite the uncomfortable onslaught, his dick was still hard and pulsing.
We both came at the same time, Julie at her own hand, and me into Sean's throat. As I shot my second load for the night, I pulled my dick back so my cum would cascade over Sean's tongue. I wanted him to taste it. I wanted him to remember this night with all his senses. "Swallow it all!" I cried. "Oh yes, take it all!" And he managed to do it, spilling only a few drops which dripped down his chin. Julie and I pulled out at the same time, standing back to look at the boy we had just ravished.
He looked spent. His body lay limp across the chair back, his skin was flushed, and he was panting. I untied the ropes that bound his ankles as Julie unlocked the handcuffs. He stood and gingerly massaged his wrists, which had chaffed from the cuffs. Tears of anguish and humiliation streaked down his cheeks.
"Did you learn your lesson?" I asked sternly.
He sniffed, and looking at his feet replied softly, "Yes. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry."
"Good," Julie said. She led him over to the bed. He was limping, slightly bow-legged, obviously sore from the anal onslaught. My cum leaked slowly out of his ass, mixed with a little blood caused by Julie's dildo. He laid down and we sat on either side of him.
"You're a good kid," I said, wiping some of the sweat from his forehead with his ripped T-shirt shards. "A really good kid."
"And we like you," said Julie. "A lot." She gently stroked his newly shaved chest.
"We just don't like this manipulative shit you tried to pull." I tweaked his nipple and he cringed. I chuckled. "I think he learned his lesson, honey. Do you think it's time for his reward?" I smiled at Julie. She smiled back and nodded.
I leaned down and surrounded one of his nipples with my mouth and sucked feverishly. Julie pressed her lips against the tip of his throbbing cock, which hadn't had any attention all night. She licked up and down, fondling and tickling his balls, as I sucked and licked his chest. He came in less than a minute, filling Julie's mouth with his creamy boy jism. It felt like he shot for hours. When he was finished, Julie hoisted herself up and gave me a kiss, are tongues entwining, and I got to share the taste his sweet load with my girlfriend. We then both planted wet, sticky kisses on his neck and face.
I looked at that angelic baby face, and Julie's own beautiful slender face and supple mouth pleasuring the naked freshman. Life is good.
"So, Sean," I said. "I promise we'll never to anything like this again. Ever. Still friends."
He gazed back and forth from me to Julie, and the corner of his mouth turned up into a half smile. "Yeah," he said. "Still friends."
All three of us fell fast asleep in a heap and slept soundly all night.
More corruption to come. As always, comments and suggestions are welcomed.
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