CUMELEON
By Wes
Leigh
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April 30
It's been a while since I've written in my journal. Not
because nothing has happened. Actually, a lot has happened, and I've been
pretty darn busy. Haven't had time to catch up and fill you in on my life as a
superhero, heehee. But I have some free time today,
so I thought I would jot down some of what has happened the last few weeks.
Let me see ...
Okay, so I should start off by saying everything is going a
lot better for Les now. He never did change back into a grownup, but he doesn't
care anymore. He's living with Jeff now. Jeff sort of adopted him. I don't know
how Jeff made it work, but I guess he has connections since he was the Cumeleon for so many years.
Les loves living with Jeff. He calls Jeff his dad, and they
do all the same stuff Jeff and I did together. Watching movies. Making pizza. Going
swimming. Cuddling on the couch.
And, yes, they do the other stuff too. Sexy stuff.
I'm not jealous. I still do all that stuff too. All three of
us together. Sometimes I'm Luke. Sometimes I'm the Cumeleon.
We have a great time, messing around, and Les loves the way he's getting a
chance to start all over in life, this time with a sexy friend—me!—and a sexy daddy, Jeff!
Oh, you might have noticed that we call him Les now, not
Lester. He still hates his old name. Lester the Molester. He said he never
wants to be reminded of it ever again, so he asked us to call him Les instead. So we do.
I like Les. I like him a lot better than Lester the Molester.
That guy was a creep.
It wasn't easy explaining to Matthew and Pops why I was gone
all night Friday and most of Saturday, but when I told them about my
arch-nemesis Lester the Molester and how I defeated him, they understood.
Pop still lectured me about being more careful.
Jeff did too.
Why is it I'm the one with the biggest cock and everyone
still thinks they can boss me around?
I can understand Mom bossing me around. She's
my mom. She makes me wash the dishes and clean my bedroom. Of course, she
doesn't know about my secret life as the Cumeleon.
No way I'll ever tell her about that. Not even if it might
get me out of washing the dishes.
No, Mom must never know. It's working out so far that the
only people who know are Jeff, Matthew, Pops, and Les. I better keep it that
way. I don't want anyone else knowing about me and my super boner!
Matthew thinks it's hilarious how big my cock gets when I'm
the Cumeleon. I even let him play with it once when
we were hanging out with Jeff and Les. Matthew couldn't believe how huge it
gets, and he had to use both hands to jack it off. When I squirted in his face,
he had a massive orgasm. It was so incredible, he asked me to squirt on him
again. I did. Three times.
He was rolling around on the floor, gasping at how strong he
was cumming, even though they were dry orgasms by now.
Les was laughing it up on the couch, so I squirted him too. A
powerful one that made him cum hard in his pants.
When Jeff got home with the Chinese takeout, he saw us
goofing around and told us to knock it off. Then he made love to me and turned
me back into Luke.
Matthew REALLY couldn't believe that part, and his eyes were
HUGE when he saw Jeff's cock inside my twelve-year-old butt.
He said he'd never want to do that, because he wasn't gay, but
he was okay with me and Jeff doing it.
I know Matthew isn't gay like me and Jeff and Les. At least,
I don't think he's gay. He was sure interested in how it all works and what it
feels like to have another guy stick his cock up inside your butt. He was
asking me all kinds of questions about it.
Who knows? Maybe one day soon, Matthew will
decide to try it out for himself. If he asks me, I'll do it with him, but only
if he'll let me do it like Jeff does. With lots of love.
Even though Matthew's my best friend, I would want us to do
it that way. With love. Because I love my best friend.
OH! Hey! I rescued another boy last night. It wasn't a major
big deal. It was actually funny. He was playing Truth or Dare with his friends
and they dared him to run outside naked. While he was running around his
swimming pool, they locked him out of the house and wouldn't let him back
inside. He panicked and called for the Cumeleon.
When I got there, I went inside the house and made myself
visible. The other boys were shocked to see me. Haha!
I told them to settle down and stop being so mean to their friend. Then
I unlocked the door and let him back into the house.
They begged me to cum for them, so I did. I squirted them
all with a mild dose of cum and made them orgasm all in their underwear. Except
for the boy who had been locked outside. He was naked, so he just came on his
own belly. They all loved it and begged me to make them cum again, but I said
no.
"With great power comes great responsibility," I said. "My
cum must be used for good, never evil. And now I must be going, because
somewhere ... another boy may need me to rescue him. And the Cumeleon
always comes when he's called."
They giggled.
So did I. It was corny, but I'm a
superhero, and we're supposed to say corny stuff like that.
I waved goodbye and made myself invisible, then slipped through
the walls, my cock leading the way.
Remember this, boys. If you ever need me ... if you're ever in
trouble and don't know where else to turn, just call my name three times. Cumeleon. Cumeleon. Cumeleon. I'll be there, with my huge cock leading the way.
The end of CUMELEON, a super
corny saga.