Corrupting a Minor

CORRUPTING A MINOR

-by Marc P. (email miniegg69@hotmail.com)

CHAPTER 10

I awoke from the previous night's torment around seven in the morning, with a pain in my bladder. How I had to piss so much was beyond me. I didn't drink anything last night and it made no sense. Maybe it was stress. I threw the blanket off of me and, eyes still half-closed, staggered into my private half-bath that graced all the prime singles in this dorm. I noticed that Sean was still sleeping in my bed, lying curled in a semi-fetal position. The sheet was riding low and I could see the tops of his cute little boy buttcheeks, attached to his strong, smooth back. Julie was not lying in bed. I bumped into her in the bathroom. She was brushing her hair.

"Morning," I grumbled as I slid passed her towards the toilet. I was still vehemently pissed off.

"Oh, Marc, honey, I'm so sorry," she whispered, obviously not wanted to wake Sean. She threw her arms around me and buried her face in my neck. "I had no idea you were going to get that upset. I feel absolutely horrible. Horrible."

"You should," I mumbled. I just wanted to pee, dammit.

"No, Marc, I mean it. I feel really terrible. You know I love you more than anything. You know that, right?" I stared blankly in her face. No, not really. I didn't know it. She asked me again. "You know I love you, right?"

I sighed. We were going to have to have this talk eventually. Why not do it at seven o'clock in the morning in the bathroom. And come to think of it, why the hell was she fully dressed this early? I ignored that little detail and closed the door quietly behind us. "No, Julie," I started, "I don't know that you love me. I really don't." I could see tears begin to form in the corner of her eyes. "It really bothered me the way you casually fucked Sean while you had me fucking chained to the bed. That was disgusting."

"I thought it would turn you on, honestly." She slumped down onto the toilet. Well, I guess I'll have to hold it for a little longer, I thought. "Oh, Christ. I've screwed everything up, didn't I? Fuck, fuck, fuck!" She slammed her fist onto the sink. God, she looked really upset. How could I think that she didn't love me?

I squatted down in front of her and took her hands in mine, squeezing them reassuringly. "No, you haven't screwed everything up. Things just came to head last night. There's a lot of shit going on between you and me and Sean. We're going to have to deal with it. I just thought that, you know, you loved him more than me."

"Oh, no, no, no! Never, how could you think that?"

"It's just you spend so much time together, and I think he's falling in love with you. And when I saw the way you two made love last night, it drove me crazy. I don't want to lose you. I thought I pussyfooted my way around the issue too long. I want to marry you."

Julie looked stunned. After a brief moment of awkward silence, she managed to mutter "What?"

"I want to marry you," I repeated. I grinned sheepishly. "Although this was not how I had planned on doing it, without a ring and squatting in a bathroom the morning after you and Sean tortured me. Not as romantic as I had hoped." She still sat dumbfounded, mouth agape. "So, how about it? Will you marry me?"

Julie's look of bewilderment turned into a crooked smile and then into an all-out grin. "Of course I'll marry you, you idiot!" She stood up and yanked me to my feet as well. Throwing her arms around my neck we embraced in the deepest, most sensual kiss I'd ever had. Right there in my little half-bath.

When we parted, Julie said to me, "You do realize we are going to have a talk with Sean. You're right about there being a lot of weird signals being passed around. We're going to have to deal with that."

"Should we wake him up now?" I asked.

"No, I have to get going, I'm volunteering at the shelter this morning, remember?" Aha, that's why she's dressed so early. "But I get back at noon."

"I'll be waiting." She gave me a quick kiss on the lips and bounded off. I finally got to piss. I was also ecstatic. I'd finally asked Julie to marry me, and she said yes. And I finally got to piss.

I went quietly back into the room. Sean had rolled over onto his back, revealing his beautiful, smooth chest, save for that trail of soft brown hair that led from his navel to his pubes. He appeared to be sleeping restlessly. I thought briefly about joining him, but I didn't want to disturb him, so I crawled back under the blanket on the futon, and rested well.

When I woke up a few hours later, Sean was already awake, wearing only his boxers. He had his knees curled up to his chest and was sitting on the bed, leaning against the wall. He was staring at me.

"Morning," I said groggily, as I sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.

"Good morning," he replied softly. "Oh, and congratulations."

"Huh?" I asked confused. I was still a pretty much half asleep.

"Congratulations," he repeated. "On your engagement."

"Wha-? How did you . . . ?"

"You guys woke me up this morning. I heard the whole conversation. I wasn't eavesdropping, honestly. You just weren't whispering very well." He tried to force a smile. That's when I noticed his eyes were a little puffy and red. It looked like he had been crying. Not very much, but enough.

"I'm sorry," I told him. "I wanted to tell you myself, we wanted to tell you ourselves." He just sat there, his lip quivering. "Look, I'm really sorry, but . . ."

"Why are you sorry?" he asked, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. "I figured it would happen sooner or later. I guess, I guess it was just nice while it lasted. This does mean we can't screw around anymore I'm assuming." He forced a laugh. A very forced laugh.

"Yeah," I said, "It's probably not a good idea." He sniffed and rubbed his eyes again. "Look, I understand this is hard for you. I'm not blind. I know that you had a thing for Julie. And to tell you the truth I rushed into the proposal thing because I thought she might actually have feelings for you back. So I panicked. I mean, I really do want to marry her but I was getting cold feet and . . ." I trailed off. Sean was looking at me confused.

"Julie?" he asked quizzically. "You thought I was in love with Julie?" Then he chuckled.

"You weren't?" I was dumbfounded. "Then why are you so upset? It can't be the sex, it wasn't that good."

"No, you silly," Sean began, "I'm not in love with Julie. I think that . . ." He paused. "I think that I'm in love with you."

Oh, well that just hit me like a ton of bricks. "Me? Me? But Julie's the one you spend all the time with? I haven't seen you at all in the past few weeks. In fact I thought you were avoiding me so you could spend more time with Julie."

"I was avoiding you." He looked away. "I feel stupid. I'm sorry."

"No, keep going. I want to know."

"It's just that, well. . . ." His whole body was shaking. It was actually quite endearing. "It's just that every time I get around you lately I get this little queasy feeling in my stomach, and I never know how to act, and I get all flustered and so, well, I've been avoiding you."

I sat there flabbergasted. "Oh," I said. Ok, it didn't really take me by surprise. Steve had noticed something, and I had thought I detected it but after the past few weeks, and especially the show Sean and Julie put on last night, I was beginning to doubt that I was the one Sean was after. And this just threw a whole new kind of wrench into the woodworks. I mean, don't get me wrong, I was still head over heals, mad-about-you, in love with Julie. I really doubt you'd notice by the way we act around each other, after nearly four years of dating we'd gotten very comfortable. There was very little displays of public affection (and I'd never been a big fan of PDA to begin with). But it was how when she got up early to go to class she'd always tuck me back in, or the way she would come find me in the library when I was working on my thesis and bring me a Mars bar. I could go on forever.

But I was drawn to Sean as well. He was young, naïve, innocent (to a point) and looked up to me a lot, I could tell. And I always mixed my feelings up for him. I always thought of him as my little freshman protégé, my little sidekick, partner in crime kind of deal. Oh, and we fucked each other up the ass on occasion. But this candid admission of love threw me for a loop; I wasn't prepared to deal with the emotional shock that I had. For a brief moment, I think I loved him back. In fact I know I loved him. But not that way. Whatever `that way' was, I didn't love him like that. I loved Julie like that. Not him. The debate went on in my head for what seemed like hours as I sat and just stared at him.

After waiting a fair amount of time for me to say something more than my muttered `oh,' Sean spoke. "I think I should get going now," he said and shifted to get up off the bed.

I stood up. "Wait," I said. He sat back down and I sat down on the bed across from him. "I love you too, Sean." His face brightened. "But not that way." Whatever the fuck that meant, why did I have to say that? His face sagged again and a tear streaked down his cheek. I continued. "You are a wonderful friend, you've been there for me so many times, all this year. You've been a great friend to Julie, too. This sounds cheesy but you've enriched our lives." He started to sniff again. "We've had such a kickass time this year. And I hope we always stay close, but-"

"But?" he asked, his eyes hopeful.

"But I'll never love you like I love Julie." I didn't know if I was really telling the truth, but at that moment I was forcing myself to believe it was the truth. And fortunately for me, at that moment, Julie came home.

She walked in the door and both Sean and I turned towards her. "What's going on, guys?" she asked, tossing her book bag in the corner. I briefly ran down the history of events. Sean congratulated us again, and we all sat on the bed for a `serious talk.' Sean stayed quiet for most of it, and gist turned out to be that we had all played with some serious emotions, emotions none of us were mature enough to handle. Sex, and power, and controlling mind games were not to be taken lightly, as we had. We apologized for leading Sean on in any sort of romantic way, and that all three of us were guilty of abusing each others friendship and love.

And to make a long story less long, there was lots of crying and hugging and affirmation of worth and devotion.

"So," Julie began, as our conversation died down. "I do think that with Marc and I now officially, finally –" she shot me a gentle glare, "- engaged, that our little, how shall I call them? `sexploits' need to stop. It would be seriously unhealthy for them to continue. You agree, don't you both?" Sean and I both nodded our heads, somewhat grudgingly on both our parts. The sex was really that good. "But," Julie continued, "I think that last night was a bad way to end this stage of our relationship. So, shall we go once more? For old times' sake?" With that, she started to unbutton her blouse.

"I'm up for it," I said. "Sean?"

He smiled. "Yeah, I think I can handle that." His tears had pretty much dried.

"But this time," Julie said, "let's do it like we mean it." She shucked her blouse and unhooked her bra. "Come here, babe," she motioned for Sean, not me, to come over to her. He crawled over and pressed his lips softly against hers. There kiss was slow and deep. He reached up with his right hand and gently cupped her breast, brushing his thumb across her nipple. She shuttered. She placed her own hand on the back of his neck and drew him closer to her, lying down so Sean was sprawled on top of her. With her other hand she lightly caressed his side.

With Julie and Sean still wrapped in their embrace, I slid up on top of Sean's back, my bare skin pressing against his hot flesh. I pressed my mouth to his ear and blew my warm breath lightly into it. He quivered. I slid my tongue out between my lips and lightly licked his earlobe. Below me, Sean and Julie were rhythmically probing each other's mouths with their own tongues. After getting Sean's ear good and wet, I moved my mouth down from his ear, planting soft, loving kisses in the crook of his neck. He groaned slightly. I also began to slowly grind my hardening penis into his cloth-covered bottom. Sean, in turn, was grinding his own instrument into Julie's covered crotch.

I continued to plant kisses down Sean's neck and back, admiring every inch of his smooth, tan skin. Sean had switched positions himself and was now sucking on the nape of Julie's supple neck, dry humping her even harder. She had begun to dig her nails into his back, pulling him closer and harder each time.

I made my way down to the waistband of his boxers, after soaking his back with my saliva, at which Julie was now actively scratching away. None of us said a word, but the occasional moan that came from each of us indicated that we were more than enjoying the situation. I knew instinctively that I needed Sean's ass. I slid the boxers down and he wriggled his legs, kicking them off. His rock-hard prick was now free and pressing against Julie's pants.

As soon as I pulled his shorts off, I caught a whiff of his ass. Sean smelled so good, he always did. He had this musky scent to him and I knew that I wanted to taste it, so I dove right in. I licked up and down his slightly hairy crack, lapping up some sweat and funk. That made him groan in pleasure. I buried my nose into his hole and took a deep breath, smelling the sweat and faint traces of shit. I went further down and briefly licked his balls, but I knew that that was going to be for later, so I made may way back up to his little boy pussy and thrust my tongue in. He moaned again. He was really bucking hard underneath me when I felt him reach down to the waistband of Julie's pants. He fumbled briefly with the button and zipper but soon they were open and he yanked them down, panties and all. She also kicked them off, with my help.

"Oh God," Julie moaned, "Make love to me Sean, do it now." He obliged and slowly slid his cock into her waiting cunt. She let out a soft, high pitched squeal as he did. He was slowly, gently probing her insides with his prick, sliding in and out. It was a caring, loving fuck, not a harsh and vicious one like last night.

While Sean was fucking my girlfriend, I was tossing his salad like it was my last meal on earth. I was getting his hole good and ready for my dick. After I felt as though he was wet enough, I quickly climbed off the bed and grabbed a bottle of lube. I paused to take in the scene before I headed back, Sean's hot tight body bucking and writhing on top of Julie's slender, fragile frame, their lips entwined, hands slowly massaging and exploring each other's bodies. My own cock twitched in anticipation and began to leak, leaving a small stain on my shorts.

I climbed back onto the bed and positioned myself in front of Sean's cute, tight little ass. I dropped a glob of lube onto his hole and began to lather it inside with my index finger. Sean's body jumped at the invasion, but he was used to being assfucked by now so it quickly became inviting, opening up for my finger. I worked my way up to two, then three fingers, as I gently squeezed his balls with my other hand. His pace of fucking Julie had quickened and I knew that I wanted to get a piece of him before he shot his load into Julie.

So I yanked my own shorts down and rapidly applied some lubricant to my cock, slathering it good and wet. I gave Sean's butt a little pat as I rubbed my cock a few times up and down his crack. "Ready, kiddo?" I asked.

"Fuck, yeah," he groaned. "Stick it in me. I want to feel you inside me one last time." I didn't like that idea of `one last time,' but it was for the best. I spread his legs slightly with my knees and slowly eased my cock into his moist hole. He gasped sharply and I let it sit halfway in before I stuck it all the way up to my pubes. I rested my thighs against his smooth ass and just took in the sensations before I began to slide my prick in and out of his ass. I found a rhythm that matched his and Julie's and soon we were sliding in and out of each other with fervent vigor.

I continued to fuck Sean as I lay my body down on his back, so that we were in a sort of pile up. It was extremely uncomfortable but I wanted as much of Sean's body near me as possible at that moment. To rectify the situation, I sat back up pulling Sean with me. He rose into a kneeling position, still fucking Julie. In response, Sean placed his hands and Julie's hips, lifting them off the bed and placing them in his lap. Julie countered that by lifting her legs and wrapping them around both mine and Sean's torsos. We continued to fuck in this fashion, with my face pressed into the back of Sean's neck, sucking and licking at his sweaty body. We were groaning and trusting like animals now, our pace quickening to that of a fevered marathon.

Julie came first. "Oh fuck, Sean," she cried, "I don't think I can go much longer. Oh fuck, here she, oh CHRIST!" He legs squeezed around our bodies like a vise, she tightened and released her grip with each wave of orgasm. She grabbed Sean's hips and pulled him even closer, making him trust his prick even deeper inside her body.

That sent him over the edge. He didn't say anything, but his breath quickened and his ass muscles began to tighten around my cock. He started to shake and spasm as he shot his load into Julie's inviting pussy. I continued my thrusting as his sphincter tried desperately to milk the cum from my dick. And it did a damn good job. Within thirty seconds of Sean's spasmatic climax I was shaking and shooting my own jizz up his tight asshole. "Get ready Sean, `cause here it fucking comes!" I cried as I was overcome with intense orgasmic bliss. I bit down hard on his shoulder as I gave one final thrust, my balls slapping against his ass, and with my cock buried deep in his bowels I let him have it. Shot after shot of creamy cum splattered into his chute, draining me of all my energy.

We all collapsed in a heap, breathing heavily. No one moved for several minutes. Finally, I rolled off Sean's back, removing my softened cock with a small pop. I propped myself up on one elbow as I watched the spunk and lube drip slowly from Sean's ass. It made me giggle. I was also in post-coital bliss, so pretty much anything would have made me giggle.

Sean was the next to move. He crawled off of Julie, removing his dick, and gingerly massaged his shoulder. "Dude," he said, "I think you left a mark."

I looked down at the red teeth marks I had left from my orgasm. That made me giggle too. "It's not fucking funny," he said but then laughed himself.

"Stop fighting, you two," Julie said, still lying down with her eyes closed and a smile across her lips. "You're ruining the moment."

"It's your fiancé that's ruining the moment," Sean said, "He's the one who fucking bit me!"

"Well there's a simple solution to the problem, now isn't there?" Julie answered calmly.

"And that would be what?" Sean said indignantly.

"Bite the fucker back." I shot Sean a warning glance as he stared at me with a devilish twinkle in his eyes.

"I think I just might do that," he laughed. All of a sudden Sean lunged at me and shoved me against the wall. He pressed his lips into the crook of my neck and began to suck and bit my bare flesh. It tickled and hurt and turned me on, all at the same time.

As Sean feverishly sucked on my neck like a vampire in heat, I glared at Julie. "See what you've down, bitch. Now I have this leech on me and I doubt he'll get off anytime soon."

"Oh, like this is a problem for you." She rolled her eyes. Sean had continued to bite and suck, but his hands wandered down my chest. After tweaking my nipples, making them nice and hard, he reached down and grasped his hand around my cock.

"Ooh, yeah," I muttered. My cock instantly sprang to life. He slowly began to stroke it, causing it to engorge in his grasp. "Ooh, yeah, Sean, stroke my cock," I moaned, "yeah baby."

He stopped sucking on my neck and pressed his mouth to my ear. "I want to suck it," he whispered huskily in my ear.

"No one's stopping you," I moaned breathlessly. He gave me a long, penetrating kiss, poking his tongue in and out of my mouth before he ran is tongue down my chin and neck, across my chest. Taking my left nipple lightly between his teeth he bit softly and twisted and pulled it. I groaned and ran my fingers through his hair. "Oh, Sean," I sighed.

He licked down my stomach, tracing the lines of my faintly visible abs and down to my belly button where he flicked his tongue in and out. I looked over at Julie who was licking her lips and fingering herself slowly. Sean stopped teasing and went in for the kill. He parted his lips ever so slightly and wrapped them around my cockhead, applying slight suction as he did so. It send a shiver up my spine. He reached under me and caressed my asscrack with his finger, poking at my hole. His mouth continued its fine sucking as he slid down lower on my prick, taking almost all of it into his mouth. I could feel its length slide down Sean's throat which closed around it, squeezing it with its tight moistness. I let out another moan as he fucked my prick with his mouth.

I caressed and massaged his hair and face as my hips bucked and thrust up to meet his mouth. I forgot what a damn good cocksucker he could be, and fuck if was not going to miss this in the future. He looked up into my face as his mouth bobbed up and down on my wet, dripping tool, and what I saw reflected in his eyes was the look of love, not the look of lust that I remember on that first night, so long ago, before the ASX party. I felt a slight pang of guilt. But that was quickly overcome by the feeling of pleasure radiating from my cock, and now from his manual probing of my asshole.

Julie looked like she wanted in on the action, and so I motioned for her to come over. She laid down next to Sean, almost in a sixty-nine position, and slipped her head beneath his body. I could only guess that she was giving him some beautiful oral stimulation because as soon as her head disappeared, Sean's body tensed up and he started sucking me faster. He also managed to find my prostate with his roaming finger and was effectively driving me insane with pleasure.

Julie looked like she was having a great time, too, going to town on Sean's slender cock. Her body was writhing on the bed, her legs spread exposing her used, dripping pussy. I glanced over to her crotch. It looked so deliciously inviting, her cunt folds spread out a bit, her trimmed pubes, her milky smooth thighs. I leaned over a bit so that Sean still could manage to suck me off, but so my own face was positioned right in front of her pussy. I planted a few soft kisses on her inner thighs, and then tentatively licked at the edges of her cuntlips. She twitched. I had a hard time positioning my head to get the best access to her, but I did as much as I could. I thrust my tongue rapidly into her cunt. She tasted delicious. I could taste her juices mixed with Sean's cum, and that practically drove me to orgasm. But it was too soon and I was able to hold myself off.

I drove my tongue in and out of her cunt. I could hear her moaning underneath Sean, who was fucking her face mercilessly. I explored the inside of her opening until I found her swollen clit, massaging it with my tongue. That drove Julie wild. She increased her suction on Sean's cock which in turn made him increase his suction on mine. I couldn't hold off any more. The cum was boiling in my balls at unbelievable rates and I needed to release it. Right then. "Sean, I'm cumming!" I cried, although I doubt he could hear me because I still had my face buried deep inside Julie. Shot after shot I blasted into Sean's hot mouth. He pulled off slightly when I started to shoot to let the cum cascade over his tongue. My load wasn't as big as the one that ended up in his ass, but it was still pretty big.

The taste of my jizz must have excited Sean as well because as soon as I was down cumming he pulled his mouth off of my softening cock and cried out in ecstasy as he shot his own hot load down Julie's throat. His cries slowed down to a slight whimper as his orgasm subsided a few moments later. But Julie wasn't ready to come yet, apparently. With Sean's dick no longer rammed down her throat she was free to vocalize her enjoyment. And vocalize she did.

"Oh, God, Marc, that's fucking awesome. Oh yeah baby, right there, right there, oh fuck, you're tongue is so good, hon, so fucking good." This went on for some time. Sean lay panting next to her. After about ten minutes, my jaw was beginning to hurt, but Sean had come to my rescue. He was currently assaulting Julie's nipples with his mouth and teeth and fingers, biting and sucking and pinching them trying to draw her over the edge. And it fucking worked. Within a minute of his ministrations, she was bucking and crying out that she was going to come. And come she did. Her whole body spasmed as her come cascaded over my face, leaving my tired and wet and satiated. I lapped at her juices until she was done. We all three lay in a heap panting, spent.

"God, that was fucking amazing," Sean said finally. "I'm going to miss that."

I smiled wryly. "So am I little buddy, so am I. You've got a great mouth there."

"And you've got a great cock. I don't think my ass is ever going to feel complete knowing you're not going to be filling it again."

"Maybe we can make some sort of arrangement?" Julie offered.

"I really don't think that would be a good idea," I said, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. "I don't know if I want to be sharing my wife."

"Maybe you don't get a choice in the matter," Julie laughed. "No, seriously," she continued, dropping the lighthearted tone from her voice, "I hope you had a good time, Sean, but I also hope you guys realize that it just wouldn't be healthy for us to keep this up."

I nodded and said, "You're right. We all keep getting too many mixed signals." Sean looked upset again. I don't think that he was going to handle this as well as we wanted. "But let's not think about that. Let's just revel in this morning because I'm too fucking high right now to be sad." Sean's face perked up a bit and he smiled.

"Yeah, you're right," Sean said. "How about breakfast? I'm starving."

"I'll second that," I answered.

"You're always fucking hungry," Julie groaned. "Let me get dressed." She leaned over and gave both me and Sean a kiss on the lips and climbed off the bed to put her clothes back on. Sean threw on what he was wearing the night before and I just put on a sweater and some jeans.

We left the room and as I locked the door behind us, I asked, "So where do you guys want to eat?"

"Let's go into town," Sean said. "My treat."

"No, we're not going to let you pay for breakfast," Julie said.

"I want to," Sean replied. "Consider your engagement present." He stepped in between us, put his arms around our waists, and pulled us in to him.

"Can't argue with that, mes amis," I laughed, putting my arm around Sean's shoulder. We strolled down the hallway, arms around each other. Well, I thought to myself, this is it. We're finished. Our little menage a trois is over. This is the way the world ends. At least it went out with a bang, not a whimper. And possibly an omelet. But somehow, somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that this relationship was just too complex to be fixed with a marriage proposal and a wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am consolation prize. There was going to be more in store, Sean wasn't going out without a fight.

And let me tell you, he put up a damn good fight.

To Be Continued. . . .

As always, thanks for all the support I'm getting for this series. It's not over quite yet and appreciate all the input I'm receiving. And remember, comments and suggestions are always welcomed.

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