Date: Wed, 15 Mar 2023 18:42:49 -0400
From: TomOfInland@proton.me
Subject: Caleb, the Middle School Slut Boy: Chapter 4: "Cole, Joey, Isaiah, Aidan, and Quinn"

Caleb, the Middle School Slut Boy: Chapter 4: "Cole, Joey, Isaiah, Aidan, and Quinn"

By Tom of Inland TomOfInland@proton.me


Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people,
living or dead, is coincidental. It contains explicit material intended
for adults over 18. If you are under 18 or are offended by sexual
activity between boys under 18, do not continue. If reading this type of
material is illegal in your location, proceed at your own risk. This work
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without the author's written permission.



The rest of the week was uneventful. Boring, even. After the fun I had
during the first couple of days of 6th grade with Cole and Joey, things
quieted down. These two guys got me so horned up. It was all I could
think about.


On Thursday I texted Joey: "Hey it's Caleb."


On Friday he replied: "Hey." And that was it. Now he had my number,
too. I decided to act casual, and not bother him with a ton of texts.


Iit was Friday and also the start of Labor Day weekend, which meant an
extra day off from school.


It was hot. It was around 6:30 PM and my weather app said 93. I needed a
dip in the lake, so I changed into my swimsuit and went down the hill to
the dock. It was hazy and humid. Dragonflies buzzed around the shore.


I was about to jump in when I heard voices across the lake. There were a
bunch of people on the other side of the lake. They were whooping and
hollering, and I heard music playing. It seemed like they were having a
good time.


Cole lived over there, so I started to listen more carefully to try to
figure out if the voices were coming from his house, but I really
couldn't tell. I couldn't see because of the island in the middle of
the lake. The trees obstructed my view. I decided to postpone my swim in
order to bike around the lake. Maybe I could see who was partying. It
sounded fun to me.


I jumped on my bike in my swimsuit and no shoes and pedaled fast. In
about 5 minutes I could hear the voices getting louder, so I knew I was
getting closer.


I was coming up to Cole's house and I slowed down as I biked by to get a
closer look. That's when I saw Cole walking out of the back of his house
and down to the lake, where there were 4 other guys. I noticed Joey was
one of them.


"COLE!" I yelled down the hill. I got off my bike and set it down on
the grass, and I walked down the hill towards him and the others. Cole
turned around, a six-pack of sodas in one hand, a six-pack of abs above
his waist.


"Hey, Caleb! What's UP?"


"Nothin'. Just on a bike ride."


"Cool. Come down and join us, buddy."


I followed Cole down the hillside. He was wearing a pink swimsuit with a
high inseam and nothing else. His butt looked really good.


"What's UP, bro?" Joey came up the dock at the bottom of the hill and
gave me a quick little bro-hug.


"You guys been in the water yet? It's hot as fuck." I said.


"We were just about to go in. Guys, this is Caleb," and Joey introduced
me to the others.


First was Isaiah, a good looking Latino guy who I noticed around school
this week. He was about 5 feet 10 inches tall, maybe 160 pounds, with a
mostly smooth chest but some black hair in patches between his pecs and
above his waist. He was really cut. He wore dark sunglasses.


"Hey, bro," he said to me.


Then there was Aidan. The first thing I noticed was that he was hairy.
I'd never seen so much chest hair on a teenager before. He seemed older
than Cole, Joey, and Isaiah. He was probably 5 feet 10 inches tall and
175 pounds. He had longish brown hair and wore a white baseball cap
backwards.


"Sup," Aidan said and he reached out to shake my hand.


Finally, I met Quinn. He was sitting in a lawn chair on the hill with a
drink and his phone. "I'm Cole's brother Quinn."


So, Cole had a brother. That's interesting.


He didn't look up from his phone, but he waved hello. He was 17, about
6'1" and about 160 pounds. He was a runner and a swimmer. He had
blonder hair than Cole's, and he wore it short. Military style. He only
wore a white swim trunks. He was clearly the most physically developed of
them all, and hairless like me.



"We were just about to TikTok. It's so hot out," Joey said. "Isaiah
has fifteen thousand followers," he continued.


"Are you kidding me, bro?" The number was genuinely impressive.


Then they started horsing around while Isaiah recorded on his phone. They
were shoving each other off of the dock, flexing at Isaiah's phone,
doing backflips into the lake, splashing around. It was pretty funny, and
they were all hot as fuck.


"Bro, give me a hand," Joey said to Cole, and they both walked over to
me at the foot of the dock where I was standing watching them.


I didn't know what was going to happen next, but three seconds later
Cole and Joey picked me up, Cole at my head and Joey at my feet, and then
they carried me down the dock. I struggled a little to get free, but only
because it was funny to act like I needed help. I was laughing hard.


And then with Isaiah recording for TikTok, they threw me into the lake. I
really flew. It was like Joey was throwing a football. Remember, I'm
only 75 pounds. I probably went 10 yards.


Well, I wasn't going to take that without trying to get back at them. So
I swam freestyle over to the ladder and climbed back up. Then, I went
full force at Cole, who was nearest to me, and tackled him off of the
dock and into the lake.


When I came up from the water, I just yelled, "Yo, Isaiah? You got
this?!" And all of the guys started cracking up.


"Good one," Cole said. And then he tried to dunk me in the lake, but I
was too fast for him and got away.


I was laughing and breathing hard, but it felt good to be in the water
finally. It was so fucking hot and sticky out.


I laid myself down on the dock and lifted my hands over my eyes to shield
them from the sun, which was just beginning to set. Then I took a minute
to catch my breath and relax. I felt good messing around with these guys
in the sun and in the water. I liked getting physical with them.


It also turned me on, and I started to get hard. I noticed my dick
getting stiff in my swimsuit, but it didn't bother me. I liked it.


"Let's eat," Quinn said, and then we all dried off "Want to stay for
dinner, Caleb?"


"Thank you. I wish I could but I can't. Special family dinner." It was
the truth.


"Ok," Quinn said, "Another time." He walked back to the house.


"Our parents left for the weekend, we were going to game later and
chill, if you wanted to come back."


Wow. I would like nothing more than to hang out with these guys. Maybe my
parents would let me bike over after dinner (my grandma's birthday). But
maybe not if they knew their parents weren't at home.


"Oh, ok, thanks! That sounds fun. I'll have to see what my parents
say."


Cole said, "Give me your digits, so you can let us know."


"Ok." And I put my number into his phone.


"Alright, I gotta go. Peace." And I turned around and went up the hill
to my bike. I was still wet, but the bike ride should dry me off a
little. It felt good to be cool from the water still on my skin and in my
hair.


After biking home, I asked my parents about hanging out there after
dinner, and miraculously they said yes. Dad said that they wanted me to
make new middle school friends. I think I started to get hard again right
then. I could not wait for dinner to be over so I could go over there.


Cole texted me (now I had his number too), and asked if I was coming
over:


"Sup. It's Cole."


"I can do it. I'll text you when I'm on my way."


[wink emoji]


I had a feeling that I was sure I knew what that wink meant. And it made
me hard.


Chapter V: "Cole, Joey, Isaiah, Aidan, Quinn, and Owen"