Home Today---Summer Story part 16
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roxyAnd in the spirit of Wrap It Up...let me wrap up chapter five--I'm ready for the next part!
The Previous Parts are here,and they're tired poor things--boosting is exhausting!
Summer Story
Heat—heat and wet and slick slide of skin against skin, breathing, breathing hot breath across his ear, his neck, and electric, sparks hitting low, lightning, more, higher, hotter, tighter, tighter, and—break—break, fall and warm, warm….
Damn! Clark shot upright in bed—oh geez…he groaned. This whole stupid plan of his was killing him. And he was really getting tired of doing laundry. He got out of bed and pulled off his tacky boxers and winced. He only hoped Lex realized it wad no picnic for him either, and speaking of Lex, he’d really been putting the pressure on lately and it was scary and cute…and scary how much an obsessive, pushy and sarcastic Lex turned him on. He shook his head and gathered up some dirty clothes to take to the laundry room. Thank god his Mom didn’t question his sudden interest in cleanliness. That just wasn’t a conversation he wanted with his mother. He figured his dad ran interference for him on that one.
Geez.
The safe sex talk was enough; he could live his whole life and be ecstatically happy if he never had to hear “condom” and “lubrication “ ever come out of his Mom’s mouth again—he blushed reliving the experience. Never.
Since he was up and awake, he figured he might as well tackle his chores, another thing never mentioned and for which he was grateful Up all ready son? Yeah Dad, I had this massive boner, and couldn’t sleep, so…Yeah.
Clark grinned to himself, shoved on his boots before heading off to the stalls.
A couple of hours later he walked into the kitchen and smiled when he smelled breakfast, grinned when he saw it on the table and his Mom standing at the sink, smiling at him. His dad was seated, drinking a mug of coffee and looking at him over the top of the paper.
“Up all ready son?”
Clark blushed so deeply he figured he could probably be seen from space. "Unh—yeah, I-I couldn’t sleep.”
“Oh.” His dad returned his attention to the paper, and Clark sat down.
“Chores done?” His dad sipped from the mug and fixed Clark with an interested look.
“Yeah,” Clark replied slowly, and shoved a forkful of egg and hash browns in his mouth. He stared back at his dad.
“Lex.” His dad said.
“Mwhah?” Clark choked because for a moment he could have sworn his dad said Sex. He was loosing his mind—
His mother cut in, "Lex called. He wants to know if you’re coming to get him—he’s staying here this weekend. Did you know that?” She eyed him with an interested expression, identical in fact to Jonathans.
“Ah—I was going to ask you today—this morning, if it was okay—I just didn’t get a chance…” he grinned sheepishly at his folks and promised himself to punish Lex severely for getting him in trouble but it did kind of look like they were more amused than mad…smile time?
Clark smiled a bit more and his parents smiled back.
His dad got up and put his empty cup and plate in the sink. “Make sure you clean up the loft, and barn today Clark.” He kissed Martha on the cheek and went out the door. His mom sat down and smiled a bit wider and said, “Clark, remember that talk we had not too long ago?”
Clark smiled and nodded and managed to make himself stop. Please god, no, no….
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Lex put some things in a bag for the weekend. He smiled, feeling a little warm flush sweep through him at the thought of staying with Clark, because this weekend was the weekend. He wasn’t taking no anymore. He got it all ready-- yes, trust and love and he knew Clark loved him like breathing and he loved him back and god help anyone who wanted to get between them because Clark said forever and he believed him and Lex had no idea his teeth were bared in a snarl.
He was just walking out of the closet when he heard a small noise. It sounded like some one jiggling the handle of his bedroom door. George maybe? He ignored it, and went around to the side of the bed he tended to end up sleeping on and took a small box out of the nightstand. He opened it and blushed, smiled a bit. He pulled a strip of condoms out and a tiny bottle of lube. He was prepared for this. Pretty much. He crammed the strip back into the box with the lube and tossed it into the bag, zipped it up and went to the door. He’d already let George know he wouldn’t be home until his father came back and he called the Kent home to let Clark know that he was ready.
He hung up the phone with Martha and hissed to himself. Ooo.Awkward… He grinned and lifted his bag and he was falling forward into darkness, a pain shot through his head and there was nothing.
End of Chapter Five.
12-7-04
Not The End
The Previous Parts are here,and they're tired poor things--boosting is exhausting!
Summer Story
Heat—heat and wet and slick slide of skin against skin, breathing, breathing hot breath across his ear, his neck, and electric, sparks hitting low, lightning, more, higher, hotter, tighter, tighter, and—break—break, fall and warm, warm….
Damn! Clark shot upright in bed—oh geez…he groaned. This whole stupid plan of his was killing him. And he was really getting tired of doing laundry. He got out of bed and pulled off his tacky boxers and winced. He only hoped Lex realized it wad no picnic for him either, and speaking of Lex, he’d really been putting the pressure on lately and it was scary and cute…and scary how much an obsessive, pushy and sarcastic Lex turned him on. He shook his head and gathered up some dirty clothes to take to the laundry room. Thank god his Mom didn’t question his sudden interest in cleanliness. That just wasn’t a conversation he wanted with his mother. He figured his dad ran interference for him on that one.
Geez.
The safe sex talk was enough; he could live his whole life and be ecstatically happy if he never had to hear “condom” and “lubrication “ ever come out of his Mom’s mouth again—he blushed reliving the experience. Never.
Since he was up and awake, he figured he might as well tackle his chores, another thing never mentioned and for which he was grateful Up all ready son? Yeah Dad, I had this massive boner, and couldn’t sleep, so…Yeah.
Clark grinned to himself, shoved on his boots before heading off to the stalls.
A couple of hours later he walked into the kitchen and smiled when he smelled breakfast, grinned when he saw it on the table and his Mom standing at the sink, smiling at him. His dad was seated, drinking a mug of coffee and looking at him over the top of the paper.
“Up all ready son?”
Clark blushed so deeply he figured he could probably be seen from space. "Unh—yeah, I-I couldn’t sleep.”
“Oh.” His dad returned his attention to the paper, and Clark sat down.
“Chores done?” His dad sipped from the mug and fixed Clark with an interested look.
“Yeah,” Clark replied slowly, and shoved a forkful of egg and hash browns in his mouth. He stared back at his dad.
“Lex.” His dad said.
“Mwhah?” Clark choked because for a moment he could have sworn his dad said Sex. He was loosing his mind—
His mother cut in, "Lex called. He wants to know if you’re coming to get him—he’s staying here this weekend. Did you know that?” She eyed him with an interested expression, identical in fact to Jonathans.
“Ah—I was going to ask you today—this morning, if it was okay—I just didn’t get a chance…” he grinned sheepishly at his folks and promised himself to punish Lex severely for getting him in trouble but it did kind of look like they were more amused than mad…smile time?
Clark smiled a bit more and his parents smiled back.
His dad got up and put his empty cup and plate in the sink. “Make sure you clean up the loft, and barn today Clark.” He kissed Martha on the cheek and went out the door. His mom sat down and smiled a bit wider and said, “Clark, remember that talk we had not too long ago?”
Clark smiled and nodded and managed to make himself stop. Please god, no, no….
********
Lex put some things in a bag for the weekend. He smiled, feeling a little warm flush sweep through him at the thought of staying with Clark, because this weekend was the weekend. He wasn’t taking no anymore. He got it all ready-- yes, trust and love and he knew Clark loved him like breathing and he loved him back and god help anyone who wanted to get between them because Clark said forever and he believed him and Lex had no idea his teeth were bared in a snarl.
He was just walking out of the closet when he heard a small noise. It sounded like some one jiggling the handle of his bedroom door. George maybe? He ignored it, and went around to the side of the bed he tended to end up sleeping on and took a small box out of the nightstand. He opened it and blushed, smiled a bit. He pulled a strip of condoms out and a tiny bottle of lube. He was prepared for this. Pretty much. He crammed the strip back into the box with the lube and tossed it into the bag, zipped it up and went to the door. He’d already let George know he wouldn’t be home until his father came back and he called the Kent home to let Clark know that he was ready.
He hung up the phone with Martha and hissed to himself. Ooo.Awkward… He grinned and lifted his bag and he was falling forward into darkness, a pain shot through his head and there was nothing.
End of Chapter Five.
12-7-04
Not The End
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12/7/04 09:05 pm (UTC)*g* I enjoyed this part. :)
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12/7/04 11:40 pm (UTC)Evol, evol, evol thing.
*bounce*
Heeeee!! Teh Sex Talk from Martha!
Wheeeee!!!
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12/8/04 12:14 am (UTC)(no subject)
12/8/04 12:23 am (UTC)*bounce*
Ain't it awesome?
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12/8/04 12:28 am (UTC)Whatever will become of poor Lex? Why does everyone want to hit him?
*loves you so*
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12/8/04 12:41 am (UTC)(no subject)
12/8/04 06:51 am (UTC)Yay!
12/8/04 10:17 pm (UTC)*hugs you back*
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12/8/04 02:23 am (UTC)Oh, and that scene with Clark and his parents was hilarious!
"Unh—yeah, I-I couldn’t sleep.”
Hee!
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12/8/04 02:52 am (UTC)(no subject)
12/8/04 03:11 am (UTC)Don't hurt him.
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12/8/04 04:22 am (UTC)(no subject)
12/8/04 06:53 am (UTC)ya know...
12/8/04 11:18 am (UTC)*sigh*
Excellently written as always, though.
{{hugs}}
Re: ya know...
12/8/04 03:30 pm (UTC)Re: ya know...
12/8/04 06:34 pm (UTC)...nice try
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12/9/04 02:08 pm (UTC)(no subject)
12/24/04 04:12 pm (UTC)Normally, I'd also say "Eeee! OMG! What happened to Lex?!!!" But since I read ahead, I won't. *EG*