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Clark stood in the shower, feeling the water pelting over him. He braced himself against the wall thinking about his weekend. It was his parents wedding anniversary, and they’d gone to Metropolis until Sunday evening. He didn’t have any plans, the weekend looked pretty boring. Sighing, he stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He used another towel to dry his hair, tossing it on the rack. He found himself wondering if he should get a hair cut, running his fingers through his own hair, and grinned as the thought of a bald head flashed in his head. He padded down the stairs, still in the towel and opened the fridge, leaning in, he twisted the top off the milk bottle and held it to his lips, drinking half the bottle in one drink. Feeling eyes, he turned around to see Lex lounging in the doorway just staring at him. “LEX! You scared me half to death! How long have you been lurking in my doorway?” Lex just grinned, “You gonna invite me in, Kent?” “I’m not really dressed for company, Lex, but come on in and I’ll change if you want to hang out for five minutes.” “I don’t mind Clark, you don’t have to put anything on” Clark stared at Lex, their eyes meeting, and Clark could feel the blush creeping up to his cheeks, and he realized how little he had on. “Yeah, ok, be right back.” Clark bounded up the stairs leaving Lex with a smile on his face, calling back down “Help yourself to the fridge, Mom left it stocked for me.” Lex held open the fridge door, peering inside. He made a face at the well, **wholesomeness** of it. Taking out a bottle of juice, figuring he was safe with orange. He was opening cupboards when Clark came down the stairs, and he heard chuckling behind him. Turning around, Clark stood there in a pair of tight jeans and red knitted sweater. His glorious hair unruly as ever. It was all Lex could do not to stare, let alone breathe or hide the growing erection in his boxers. “Left of the fridge on the top shelf.” The puzzled look on Lex’s face made Clark repeat “on the left? You know, a glass? That’s what you were looking for right?” “Umm, yeah, a glass. That’s what I’m looking for.” He said to himself as he turned around quickly hoping Clark hadn’t noticed the bulge in his pants. Clark hadn’t noticed, but he did find himself staring at Lex’s well-formed ass. Shaking his head he heard “…hm? Clark?” “What? Sorry Lex, kinda lost there” Grinning, Lex repeated himself. “What are your plans for the day? Want to see a movie?” “Are you asking me out on a date, Lex?” “No, just want to watch a movie and I don’t want to watch by myself – Smart ass!” Grinning, Clark just nodded his head and passed Lex on his way to the fridge. Pulling out the milk again and rummaging around for a loaf of bread, he figured toast was pretty easy. “Toast, Lex?” Lex shook his head no, holding up his glass of OJ. Clark turned around looking for the best way to cook the toast, spying the toaster on the other counter. Lex grinned at the ineptitude, wondering if it was him or just lack of experience in the kitchen. Hoping it was the former, he smiled to himself and sat down watching Clark. “So, what do you want to see? Clark? Hello, Clark?” Turning around and sputtering, “S-sorry Lex, wasn’t thinking again” “That’s twice Clark, you still asleep? What’s the matter with you?” Clark just smiled, “Dunno, sorry. What movie are we going to see?” Lex’s eyes twinkled, “What are you in the mood for, Clark?” Clark felt the heat rising in his cheeks. He turned around, going back to the toaster, and mumbled something that sounded like “… do whatever you want, Lex.” Smiling, Lex doubted that. ~^~**~^~ Speeding down the road in Lex’s Porsche, Clark stared at Lex. Lex snorted, “Calm down, Kent! I’m not going that fast!” Lex down shifted, laughing. The thoughts running through his head were definitely indecent. He tried to shove those feelings out of his mind as he pulled up to the manor and turned off the engine. Clark looked confused, “I thought we were going to the movies?” “Too crowded! Everything we need is here.” Clark squinted doubtfully, but followed Lex to the door anyway. He followed him up the stairs and off to the left, through an open door with a small couch before a towering screen. Lex used the remote sitting on the little table by the door to open a panel in the wall where shelves of movies were hidden. Clark walked over and searched the titles, noticing a few steamy ones he wasn’t even going to touch. Lex followed his gaze and pulled one off the shelf, “You into that Kent?” Clark tried to keep the blush down, but it never worked with Lex. He looked at Lex, staring into the eyes. He took the movie from him and put it back on the shelf. Their fingers brushed slightly, and Clark pulled his hand back, and walked over to the couch, saying “Whatever you want to watch, Lex. This was your idea, you pick the movie!” He tried to ignore whatever Lex was choosing. “Where’s the popcorn? Where’s the snowcaps?” Was Clark flirting with him? Lex chuckled and pressed a button. “Bring everything I asked you to prepare up to us now. Thank you.” The immediate response was, of course, “Yes, Sir.” Clark snorted, “You’re used to that aren’t you?” The smirk on Lex’s face was the only answer he got. Lex opened the door at the knock and took the tray, passing it to Clark. He closed the door, then pressed another button on the remote and sat down on the couch. He patted the seat next to him when he noticed Clark just standing by the door holding the tray. The credits were rolling when Clark snorted again. “Cartoons? This is what you picked? With this sound system, and this is what you picked? Lex reached for some popcorn, “Yeah, Kent. You got a problem with that?” Clark just laughed. Staring at the screen, trying not to notice how close Clark was, Lex reached for the tray, feeling Clark’s fingers, they both lingered longer than they probably should have. Clark lifted his eyes to Lex’s almost shocked by the smoldering heat. “Lex?” Barely a whisper, but he felt Lex’s hand on his cheek. Clark leaned over the tray, keeping their eyes locked as Clark brushed his lips against Lex’s. He pulled back after only a second, feeling completely self-conscious and then stared back at the movie, taking a sip of the soda. “Clark? What was that?” “Um… I dunno. It just seemed right. I thought… oh, Never mind!” He turned his complete attention back to the screen. He didn’t see the huge grin on Lex’s face. Lex leaned over, putting his hand on Clark’s leg, “Clark, its ok. Look at me.” Clark’s shyness was back. He looked up at Lex through those gorgeous lashes of his, feeling the heat and knowing he was powerless to stop it and knowing despite the darkness that Lex would feel it too. Lex melted with the innocence and earnestness facing him back. “Clark, look.” Clark followed his eyes and noticed Lex discomfort. He reached his hand out, unsure, “I did… you didn’t get that from the cartoons, did you?” Lex turned off the cartoons. “I don’t think so, Clark.” Clark put the tray on the floor and crossed the distance between them until their thighs were touching. Lex had promised he was never going to touch Clark until Clark touched him. He figured that it would be safe because THAT was never happening! He just wanted to be close to Clark. He had hoped it would happen but never daring to dream, well, consciously dream anyway. He couldn’t control what happened at night, well, at least in theory. Clark hadn’t moved since he’d sat so close, Lex looked at him, whispering, “You OK? Clark? Do you want…?” Clark turned and stared into his eyes, smiling slightly he leaned over pressing his lips to Lex’s. Lex reached over running his hands down Clark’s sweater, feeling the muscles in his chest and stomach. He stopped at the bottom of the sweater running his fingers slightly along the inside feeling Clark’s skin. He parted his lips, drawing Clark’s tongue into his mouth, wondering if this was Clark’s first kiss. Clark pulled back, laughing shakily, “Maybe we should talk about this? I’ve never, um…” The blush was back and he was smiling. Lex wanted to touch Clark everywhere, his better sense seemed to have been left back at the Kent farm. Lex took a deep breath, “I need you Clark. I thought I could just be your friend, but…” he trailed off. He put his hand on Clark’s thigh, “Have you ever…” He raised his eyebrows at Clark. “NO!” Clark’s shout in the quiet room seemed to bounce off the walls. His eyes wide, he repeated himself, “Umm… no, I mean, umm…” Clark stammered. “I’ve been thinking about you a lot, Lex. I mean, I’ve um… I’ve even taken to doing my own laundry.” He felt his face get hotter. “I don’t really know what I’m doing or how or… Maybe this isn’t a good idea.” He stood up and turned. Lex jumped to stop him, he didn’t know what he was going to do if Clark really wanted to go. “Clark, you don’t have to leave. I’ll put the movie back on, you can pick a different one! Please, stay, Clark?” He heard the pleading in his own voice and didn’t trust himself to go on. After taking a deep breath he said, “Besides, you didn’t do too badly, Clark.” Lex was grinning again. Clark turned around, searching Lex’s eyes, “You don’t think I’m just some big dumb kid?” “No, I don’t, Clark. Why don’t you sit back down?” Hesitantly, Clark sat down, and Lex followed. He looked at Clark, reached out and touched his face, and pulled him in to kiss him again. He felt Clark open his mouth under prodding by Lex’s tongue. He felt again for Clark’s sweater reaching his hands underneath to touch Clark’s skin. He didn’t want to rush him, but he couldn’t help himself. He ran his hands up Clark’s chest and leaned into him. Clark found himself half on the couch, half in Lex’s arms and realized he wanted to touch Lex more. He fumbled with the buttons on Lex’s shirt trying not to rip it, but in the end just tugged, exposing Lex’s pale chest. His hand ran eagerly up and down around to his back holding Lex to him. Clark felt Lex pull backwards a bit, Lex was trying to get his sweater off. With one quick movement, the sweater was off, and their hands were back just touching, needing. And Clark’s arms were back around him, holding him close and Lex felt so right, lying there on top of Clark in his arms. Lex was beginning to feel like he was going to explode. He could feel Clark through his jeans, pushing against his leg. He reached between them, gently brushing his fingers against it. He felt and heard the sharp intake of breath, but Clark didn’t pull away or stop running his hands along Lex’s back. Lex found the button and zipper for the jeans and struggled trying to get inside. He felt Clark’s hand cover his helping him open the zipper. Lex broke the kiss running his tongue along Clark’s collar bone, then down he took a nipple in his mouth and tugged gently, smiling at the groan he got in return. Scooted back feeling himself slide off the couch a little, until his eyes were even with Clark’s cock. He was slightly surprised at the lack of circumcision but remembered him being adopted and pushed it out of his mind. He blew gently across the tip, and then flicked his tongue gently across the head. He heard Clark groaning and whispering his name, and smiled before taking the shaft entirely into his mouth. He ran his tongue on the underside, sucking gently. He heard Clark’s intake of breath and his hand moving on his head hesitantly. Lex sucked harder running his tongue around the head and he heard Clark moaning. “Lex, oh god, Lex.” He sucked harder and ran his hands underneath to grip Clark’s cock with his hand, feeling it straining, he pumped once and felt the cum spreading in his mouth. Swallowing twice. He looked up at Clark, grinning. He hauling himself up to look into Clark’s eyes, noticing they were green now. He brushed a stray lock of hair away from Clark’s face. A Saturday full of movies sure turned out nothing like Lex had imagined, but better than he had dared to hope. Clark was suddenly shy again. He could feel the cock pressing into his leg and Lex’s breathing. He thought about how much pleasure Lex had just given him and he whispered, “Lex… I think you’re going to have to move. Lex? I, umm…” He stopped as he realized he didn’t know what he was going to say. He wasn’t exactly sure what Lex expected. He ran his hands over Lex’s back, and whispered his name again in a question. Lex finally opened his eyes, looking at Clark he asked, “You ok?” He searched Clark’s eyes only finding desire. He slowly leaned backwards, trying to get up. He stood up, reached his hand out to Clark, and was almost surprised to find Clark already next to him. He felt Clark kiss him hard and he stumbled backwards finding their positions reversed. Clark was heavy. But it wasn’t uncomfortable. Clark slid down, kissing Lex’s chest, reaching down to his trousers, he unzipped Lex’s pants and reached inside. “Clark – You don’t have to, umm, do you know what, Oohhh” He trailed off in a groan as he felt Clark touch his cock for the first time. Clark felt the silkiness and the rigidity at the same time and ran his fingers along the shaft. He trickled his fingers along the underside to the head and rubbed his thumb across the head. He brought his thumb to his mouth tasting Lex. He looked up, noticing Lex staring at him, and grinned. Then dipped his head back down taking the head in his mouth sucking lightly. He was going on pure instinct here, with a glance to Lex, seeing his eyes closed and mouth open, he kept going. Taking more into his mouth. He sucked harder, rubbing his tongue along the crease. He felt Lex start to buck underneath him. The cock in his mouth was growing hotter and it started to tremble. Clark tried to take more in, and then the cock in his mouth spasmed and a new taste filled his mouth. He swallowed, trying to keep himself from drooling. Lex was moaning his name and Clark grinned at him. He was still grinning when Lex opened his eyes. “I think we have to go upstairs, Clark” “Why? There’s more?” Lex only laughed. He couldn’t wait to teach Clark. So much more… |
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