Date: Wed, 27 Dec 2023 14:07:19 +0000
From: TomOfInland@proton.me
Subject: Caleb, the Middle School Slut Boy: Chapter 14: "Quinn & Ricky"

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Caleb, the Middle School Slut Boy: Chapter 14:  "Quinn & Ricky"

By Tom of Inland

TomOfInland@proton.me


"You shouldn't have done that," Quinn said to me, seriously, and
in his serious voice.


About 3 inches of his giant dick was still in my tight hole,
stretching me slowly. I had only been riding him for about a minute
when he woke up. The head rush from the magic sex potion was still
strong.


"I'm sorry," I apologized, "but I couldn't help it."


"It's my fault," Ricky chimed in. "It was my idea, and I got
you hard."


Quinn still didn't pull out from under me. "You must really want
it, huh?" Quinn asked me.


"Yeah," I said. I pushed down lower, taking it about another inch
deeper. He didn't stop me. Ricky sat down on the edge of the bed.


"No," Quinn said, and he simply pushed me off of him, knocking me
to the side with one strong arm. Then he got off of the bed, giant
hard dick sticking straight out at attention, and left the room.


He seemed angry. I felt terrible, although still feeling the
effects from the little brown bottle. I immediately didn't feel
horny any more, though. I lay down on my back, Ricky sitting on the
bed next to me.


We didn't say anything to each other. I felt really shitty that I
made Quinn mad and did something that he didn't want to do. I went
over it in my head for a few minutes, and then drifted off to
sleep.



"Hey," Quinn poked at me. He was sitting next to me in gray
sweatpants and was on his phone. It was morning.


"Hi," I said, and turned away from him, partly recalling what
happened in the middle of the night and feeling ashamed, and partly
groggy from just waking up. I figured I should apologize, and I was
thinking about how to do it and what to say, staring at the wall.
Then I realized that Ricky was no longer in the room.


I turned back to Quinn. "Where's Ricky?"


"Gone. Isaiah just picked him up." Quinn's eyes stayed focused
on his phone.


"Oh," I said. I immediately felt sad I couldn't say goodbye to
Ricky, and wondered if and when I would ever see him again. Then I
couldn't stand the awkwardness anymore, so I apologized. "I'm
sorry."


"For what?" He was still not looking at me. He still seemed mad
and distant.


I paused before answering. I had to get this right. "For not
respecting your boundaries."


He put down his phone and snuggled down with me. "I accept your
apology."


"Why did you do it?" He put his arm over me.


"I was horny, I like your dick, and I like you. A lot."


"I like you a lot, too, Caleb." He smiled at me.


"I just don't understand."


"Understand what?"


"Why you won't fuck me."


He sighed. "Okay," he started. "I'll tell you."


Quinn told me the full story. He and Cole were playing around when
they were younger. He was 13 and Cole was 9. They had messed around
with jerking off and sucking for many years since they were little,
but Cole wanted Quinn to fuck him. Quinn tried to top him the best
he could with his giant cock and zero experience, but Cole was
small. Just a little kid. He hurt him and made him cry, so Quinn
stopped and pulled out immediately. Soon after that his ass started
to bleed. Quinn felt terrible, and that was the one and only time
he had tried to be a top. He said that he was just too big for any
ass to handle, and did not want to risk hurting his brother, who he
loved, again.


When he finished telling the story, he asked me, "So NOW do you
understand?"


"It makes sense," I answered. I didn't want to push the issue
with him, so I left it at that. "I'm sorry. I just got carried
away."


"No problem. We good now."


"Good," I said, and I hugged him.


"How about a shower?"


"Sounds great," I said.


We went into the bathroom. I brought my backpack and got my
toothbrush and toothpaste out from it, and started brushing my
teeth. Quinn started the shower. It was one of those walk-in tiled
showers big enough for two people. I looked over at him while I was
standing at the sink, brush in mouth. He was reaching in to test
the water temp. I was always amazed at his athletic body.
Definitely more man than boy, but with a smoothness and slimness
that was still boyish. Honestly, he was like a blond, bigger
version of me in many ways.


I finished brushing and rinsed and went over to Quinn. He stepped
aside and faced me, inviting me into the shower. I went first and
he followed me. The water was perfect and rained down on top of us.
He wet his hair and his body with his eyes closed, and then he
opened them and looked at me. I looked up at him. I came up to his
pecs, so I really had to crane my neck up to look at him. I put my
hands on his hips. He put his arms around me and pulled me into
him, so I turned my head to the side, feeling the water seep
between us. He rubbed my back, and then I felt him kiss the top of
my head. Then he roared like a lion, "GRRRRRR!" and he picked me
up in his arms, our eyes finally at the same level. I put my legs
around his hips, kind of like we did in the pool the other night,
and my arms around his neck. His hands held my ass, one cheek in
each hand, stretching my hole open a little.  I leaned back a
little to look at him.


"I have a confession," Quinn said.


Uh oh, I wonder what was coming. "Oh, okay." I said, bracing for
whatever it may be.


"I'm kind of glad Ricky is gone," he giggled. "He's cool and
hot and everything, but he's not YOU, and I'm glad we are
alone." Sometimes Quinn says things that border on romantic. When
he says sweet things like that, I feel amazing inside and want his
dick in me so bad so I can feel even MORE amazing.


"I'm glad we're alone, too."


He kissed me softly on the lips. I kissed him back and pushed my
tongue into his mouth a little. I felt his hard dick against mine.
He sucked on my tongue gently, then he put his tongue into my
mouth.


I was so turned on, so my horny brain immediately went to the idea
of Quinn's giant teenage horse cock deep in my hole. Against my
better judgment, I decided to bring up the idea again. I pulled
away from his mouth.


"You know," I said, pausing, "just because you weren't
successful topping many years ago doesn't necessarily mean it
can't happen. Just think of all the big dicks I've been able to
take. We could at least TRY. Do you ever imagine fucking me?"


Quinn looked a little stunned, a somewhat blank expression falling
over his face.


"You just are not giving up, are you?" Quinn laughed.


"You didn't answer my question," I persisted.


"Actually," Quinn answered,"I do think about it. You are the
first boy I've thought about topping since Cole. But when I think
about it, I force it out of my mind because I don't think it's
possible."


"What if it IS possible? What if we tried to find out?"


He kissed me and set me down on the tile floor. My dick was hard,
so I grabbed it with my fist.


"Okay, baby bro, we can try. Next weekend. On the island."


"Do you mean it?? I was smiling ear to ear.


"I mean it, yeah."


Quinn's cock was rock hard. It was level with my belly, and I
couldn't help reaching out and grabbing it with both hands. I
pulled on it slowly and looked up at him, still grinning widely.


"I promise to be the Perfect Bottom for you, Quinn."


"Haha, from what I've seen you know what you're doing."


"I mean it," I laughed. Then I went down on him, forcing as much
of his monster into my mouth as possible. Probably 4 inches, which
wasn't even half of it. His head was so big, I just got his head
and another inch or so in and started sucking, pulling his dick up
and down with my two hands.


"Caleb," Quinn said. I looked up at him, and his head had dropped
back, his eyes closed.

I put one hand under his balls and reached one of my fingers there
back to his hole. With my other hand I gripped his giant cock at
the base and jerked it steadily, moving his foreskin into and out
of my mouth as I sucked him. I felt his cock get even harder. I
think he liked getting attention from me, front AND back.


"Turn around," I said, coming up off his dick for a moment. I let
go of his dick and hole and he did as he was told.


I stood up and pushed his back forward. "Down," I instructed, and
he bent forward with his hands against the tile wall. I knelt down,
reached around to his cock to continue stroking his monster, and
dove headfirst into the crack of his ass. I wanted to keep giving
his cock and his hole pleasure.


"Oh, my god, Caleb," he exclaimed, breathlessly. "I love your
mouth on my ass, baby bro."


I couldn't respond with words. My tongue was too busy flicking his
hole. I used my free hand to spread his left ass cheek open more so
I could get deeper in there. He had a VERY deep crack with just the
slightest bit of blond fuzz. After a bit of flicking and just using
the tip of my tongue, I started just using my whole tongue to make
big licks to cover more area down there. I felt like a puppy
drinking milk.


"Fuuuuckkk," Quinn said softly, and dropped his head. Then he
moved his feet further apart to create a wider stance, lowering his
body and allowing me to open his ass wider.


"I'm going to keep eating your hole until you are about to cum,"
I explained to him, "and then turn around and shoot in my mouth."


"Okay, baby, whatever you want," Quinn said, actively rubbing his
ass on my face now in a slow, steady, up-and-down motion.


I tightened my fist around the base of his cock and squeezed harder
as I jerked him.


"Put your hands on your ass and open up for me," I told him.


"Whatever you say, bro," was his reply and then I saw his two big
hands in front of me on his ass cheeks, and he opened his ass crack
wide.


I jumped in tongue first, and then sucked on his hole a bit before
I started tongue-fucking him, speeding up my steady jerking rhythm
on his cock at the same time.


"Oh, shit," he said. "I'm close."


"Turn around," I said and lifted my head from his ass. I adjusted
my grip on his monster dick. He turned around, I sped up my hand
job and I looked up to him while I opened my mouth and stuck out my
tongue. "Give me your cum, bro."


Quinn kept a wide stance as I milked his cock. He looked straight
down into my eyes and put his hand on the back of my head. "Take
it, baby boy," he said, and then he unloaded. An enormous glob of
his hot spunk erupted from the pink cock head, bypassed my tongue,
and landed straight down the back of my throat. I never took my
eyes off of his. I swallowed, then opened up for more, which he
gave me.


"Damn, that was a lot!" I said, and I stood up in the shower.


"My turn," Quinn said, and he knelt down on the tile floor and
immediately started sucking my hard 4 inches. "You are SO HARD."


"I'm gonna cum quick!"


"Do it!" Quinn said, then kept sucking my rock hard little cock.
I started moaning, louder and louder, then felt like I was gonna
cum. I put my hands on Quinn's dirty blond hair and fucked his
face until I unloaded into him. He took my load, then used two
fingers to massage the last drops from me before letting go with
his mouth. I looked down and he was looking up at me, smiling
broadly. He kept that huge grin while he licked my dick with the
tiniest, gentlest little licks.


It was so sensitive that I couldn't take it anymore. "FUCK!" I
yelled, and I jumped back.


"What's the matter, Caleb?" He inched toward me again.


"Too sensitive!" He put his hands on my butt and pulled me
closer. With a devilish look in his eye and that devastating smile,
he forced me to within 6 inches of his face, then he licked me
again.


"STOP IT!" I laughed, and tried to get away, but he held me in
place.


"Stop what??" He laughed, and then sucked me all the way to my
balls and stayed there.


My dick was SUPER sensitive and it almost HURT. I was laughing, but
it made me uncomfortable, so I yelled again, "STOP!" and just
started smacking the top of his head and ears.


Quinn pulled up off of my dick and said very flatly, "Ouch," and
laughed. Then he stood up, looked at me, paused, lunged at me, and
picked me up over his shoulder. "We're done here," and he
carried me out of the shower and the bathroom. Hanging over his
back, I could see his amazing ass just below me move as he walked.
I realized I could reach it with my hands, so I gave him one very
well-timed and very forceful SPANK.


"Ouch! You little SHIT," and he pulled me off of his shoulder and
cradled me in his arms like a baby, my legs beneath my knees just
dangling. He held me tightly to his chest. We got to his room and
he brought me in. He walked over to his bed and just tossed me onto
it. I landed on my side, legs splayed.


Quinn casually got onto the bed next to me. He said, "Come here,"
and reached his long arms out to me, holding me around my shoulders
and waist, and pulled me close to him. He turned onto his side and
spooned me, his head and shoulders fully above me. He kissed the
top of my head. I felt his semi-hard dick against my ass.


I heard my phone vibrate. I pulled away from Quinn and reached over
to the night stand to pick up my phone.


MOM: When will you be home

We have things to do


"I have to leave soon," I said, sitting up and turning back to
Quinn.


"Oh?"


"Family stuff."


"No worries." He smiled at me. He was so chill. "I need to go to
the gym. Get a haircut."


Suddenly, I jumped on top of him, sitting on his chest, and pinning
him down by the wrists. I grinned widely.


"Uh oh," he said. "You've got me."


I looked at his muscular long arms stretched above his head, and
the little amount of light brown hair in his armpits, still wet
from the shower. I kept my eyes on his and lowered my face to his
right pit and gave it a lick.


"Mmmm," I said. He tasted salty.


"That tickles."


I gave him another lick.


"You're a little pig," he laughed at me.


I moved across his body and licked the other one. Then I just gave
it a razz, blowing air between my lips.


"Piglet."


"OINK OINK!" I made high pitched squealing sounds.


"You like my pits??" Quinn laughed at my pig noises.


"Yeah, bro."


"Nice."


He leaned his head up, my hands still holding his arms down. "Kiss
me, baby."


I leaned down super slow and stuck my tongue out, but smiled. I
kept lowering myself. He came up to meet me and licked my tongue.
Then he gave me a normal kiss.


"I gotta go."


"I know."


"Friday?"


"Saturday. The island."


"I can't wait."


I gave him one more quick kiss then jumped off the bed. I got
dressed, grabbed my backpack and phone, and headed toward the door.


"Text me," I heard him say as I walked down the hall.


"Okay!" I left the house and went home. Saturday could not come
soon enough.



TO BE CONTINUED in Chapter 15: "Quinn: The Final Chapter"