CUMELEON
By Wes
Leigh
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This could be a problem.
I was grabbing a book out of my locker at school when I overheard
some guys talking.
"Hey, you guys. Guess what I heard?" one of
them said.
"What?" the others replied.
"You know Tim Jacobs? The guy who lives over in the big, red
house on the corner of Pinehurst Avenue?"
"Yeah."
"Well, Tim Jacobs said he heard Bryan Stockard talking to
Mike Manning about girls they would like to boink,
and Mike said Monica Nguyen has nice boobs, so he would want to do her, but she
said she didn't like Mike and wouldn't date him or anything, so he could just
go play with himself. Mike told her he didn't do that. She
got all snooty and said she knew he did because her little brother James was
playing with himself all the time."
"WHAT!"
"Oh my God, bro. Her little brother jerks his pud!?"
"Don't act all surprised, bro. You jerk your pud, too."
"I do not."
"You do too."
"How do you know?"
"What were you doing in your bathroom for twenty minutes
when I slept over last weekend?"
"Just stuff."
"Yeah ... stuff like jerking your pud."
"Okay, but you do it too."
"Of course, I do. I just don't need twenty
minutes to do it!"
"HAHA! Two minutes is all he needs!"
"Shut up, cocksucker!"
"You shut up! I'm not a cocksucker."
"Both of you shut up. Do you want a teacher to
hear?"
"Hey ... you know who really IS a cocksucker?"
"Who?"
"Bradley Thomas."
"WHAT!"
"Yeah. Jerry Allen said Johnny Akin's big
brother tried to get Bradley to suck his cock last weekend, but when Johnny's
brother had his pants down and was going to make Bradley suck him, some
invisible guy pulled Johnny's brother's feet out from under him so Bradley
could get away."
"BULLSHIT!"
"Keep your voice down!"
"You're full of shit. An invisible man."
"Yeah. He was only invisible part of the time.
When he was helping Bradley escape. But later, he was
visible because Johnny's brother followed them and saw him become visible."
"Right! There ain't no such thing as an
invisible man."
"Except in the movies. Then it's real."
"Right. In the movies, it's real. In
real life, it ain't."
"Jerry said Johnny said his brother saw the man become
visible, so it's real in real life too. Haven't you guys ever
heard about the Cumeleon?"
"That ain't true. It's just a legend."
"Yeah, well, I guess the legend is real. `Cause there's a man out there who can make himself
invisible any time he wants. But that ain't the best part."
"What do you mean?"
"Check it out, guys. Jerry said Johnny said
his big brother saw the invisible man become visible and he had a HUGE boner.
I mean, it was like a foot long."
"No way!"
"Way!"
"That's impossible."
"No, it isn't. I've seen guys that big in
porn."
"Why are you watching guys on porn?"
"You have to watch guys to see girls getting fucked. DUH!"
"Guys! Guys! Shut up and listen.
So the best part ... Jerry said Johnny said his
brother saw the invisible guy had a huge cock and Bradley knelt down in front
of him and SUCKED him!"
"WHAT!"
"Shhhhh. Yeah,
Bradley sucked the invisible man's cock. Johnny's brother saw the
whole thing, so that makes Bradley a cocksucker."
"Wow. I knew it."
"Yeah. I wonder if Bradley would suck my
dick."
They kept talking stupid like that until the bell rang for
class, then they took off. I put my book in my backpack and
thought about what I should do. I didn't think anyone had seen
us, but I guess they had. What if the police came and talked to
Bradley? Or to Johnny's big brother? They'd seen my
face and everything. This was so fucked up!
I ran for my next class, but I couldn't concentrate. All
I could think about was I had only been the Cumeleon
for one week and I might have already given away my identity. I
had to come up with a mask or something to wear from now on. Maybe
a skin-tight suit with a giant C on the chest. And a big hole in
the front to let my cock stick out. It would have to stick out to
show me where I needed to go. But maybe I could have a small cape in the
front, like a curtain, to hide my cock when it wasn't leading me to the next
boy who needed saving.
I didn't know what to do. I needed to ask Jeff
for advice.
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Sitting at Jeff's table eating cookies after school, I told
him all about the boys and Johnny's big brother seeing Bradley sucking my Cumeleon cock.
Jeff laughed when I told him my ideas about a costume and
mask. Then he came around the table and hugged me and told me
that everything was going to be okay. It wasn't like I was
walking around the neighborhood during the day as the Cumeleon,
and as long as I was my skinny twelve-year-old self, they'd never believe that
I was the Cumeleon.
I was still scared. What if the police showed
up the next time I was rescuing a boy and tried to
arrest me?
Jeff messed with my hair and said, "How can the police
arrest a guy who can go invisible and walk through
walls?"
He had a good point.
I finished my cookies and said, "Ummm.
Jeff? I, uhhh, wonder if maybe, ummmm
..."
He raised both his eyebrows. "What is it,
Luke? Spit it out."
I lowered my eyes and whispered, "Could we do some stuff?"
"What kind of stuff?" he asked.
"You know. Stuff. Like we did
last night. Only with my skinny twelve-year-old body."
"Are you sure you want to do that?"
I nodded. "I've wanted to do it with you for a
long time. You know that."
"Yeah," he sighed, "I know. And I've been
putting you off."
"Why?"
"Why have I been putting you off?"
"Yeah."
"I don't know, Luke. I guess I thought it
would be wrong for me to do stuff with you."
"Because I'm twelve and you're twenty-four?"
"Well, yes, and also because I'm your dad."
I snorted. "You donated the sperm that made
me. So what?"
"There's more to being a dad than that, Luke."
I felt bad then. Really bad. I
put my head against Jeff's chest and started crying. "I'm sorry,
Jeff. For years and years, I wanted a father and you were the
only dad I had. You talked to me whenever I needed someone.
You helped when I was mad or upset. I always thought it
would be so nice if you really were my dad, then I found out you ARE, and now
I'm just really confused."
"That I'm your father?"
"Yeah, but also that I want to do sex stuff with you. I
shouldn't want that. That makes me super psycho or something,
right?"
Jeff just chuckled. "You didn't know I was
your dad until this week. We've been friends for a lot longer
than that. You probably wanted to do sex stuff with a guy you
thought was just your good friend."
"Yeah," I admitted. "I've wanted to do sex
stuff with you for months and months."
He chuckled again. Not sure why he thought
that was funny. Maybe to him, months and months isn't that long a
time, but to a horny twelve-year-old, it's almost forever. Jeff
stopped chuckling and said, "To be honest, I don't think of you as my son.
I mean ... I know I `donated the sperm that made you' and all that, but
I've watched you growing up and when you started hanging out with me, I really
liked you ... as a friend. A young friend, who made me happy when
we went swimming and made me laugh when we talked at my table and made me choke
on milk when he told stupid jokes."
"I like telling stupid jokes."
"Yeah. And, Luke, when we watched movies
together, that's the part I liked best."
"Because we cuddled?"
"Yep."
"I liked that part too. I like it when you
hold me in your arms. I feel warm and safe and protected."
Jeff sighed and said, "I want to keep doing those things
with you, Luke. Even though you've found out you're the Cumeleon and I'm your dad, I still want to be your best
friend who hugs you and cuddles you."
"I want that too, Jeff. But I also want the
other stuff. The stuff we've been avoiding. I want
you to show me what sex is about and teach me how it works between two guys.
You made love to me when I was the Cumeleon.
I want you to make love to me while I'm just Luke."
He pulled me to my feet and hugged me against his chest.
He rubbed the back of my neck in that way he does that makes me melt.
I breathed in, loving the way Jeff smells. We hugged for
a minute, then Jeff let me go and took my hand and led me to his bedroom.
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We took our time, stripping off each other's clothes.
We touched each other, watching our cocks get hard and
feeling the skin sliding around on Jeff's cock and laughing at how hard my
little dick was.
We weren't ashamed to be naked and hard in front of each
other. He ran his hands slowly up and down my sides. I
leaned in and kissed his nipples, making him laugh. We hugged each
other, smashing our boners between us.
We tried kissing a little, with our tongues and everything.
That was nice.
Then we stretched out on Jeff's bed and spent a long time
just feeling each other, trying different things. His fingers
brushing against my pucker made me shiver. My lips on his neck
under his jaw made him shake.
When he lubed up my butt and put his cock inside me, he took
an extra long time. He said I was
tighter when I was twelve, so he didn't want to hurt me. He
didn't hurt me. It was wonderful.
And when he came, he held me in his arms and kissed the back
of my neck over and over.
I wanted him to stay there, with his cock inside me, but he
pulled out and rolled me over onto my back. Then he sucked my
cock. It was better than Bradley's blowjob. Lots
better. Maybe it was because I was only twelve this time and my
cock fit inside Jeff's mouth a lot easier. But I don't think that
was why it was better. I think it was because it was Jeff doing
it.
Of course, I came. Four or five nice squirts.
And of course, I grew into the Cumeleon,
making Jeff choke when my cock swelled up to ten inches long. And
of course, he made love to me again, turning me back into a twelve-year-old
boy.
It was wonderful.
After we finished, we took a shower together.
Then Jeff helped me with my math homework.
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Being the Cumeleon isn't as easy
as I thought it would be, but one thing turned out to be far easier than I
expected: becoming Jeff's lover.
The end of CUMELEON, Chapter Five