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Now and Later:the last bit!
This part is very nc-17,at least to me! Beware, here be porn!
Lex shot upright in the cab. *The HELL with plans and thinking! Too much damn thinking, action now!* “Turn around! Go back to where you picked me up! Now!”
The cabbie responded immediately, his heart’s desire at t hat moment was to be rid of the whack job in the back who’d been talking to himself non-stop since he picked him up.. When he screamed up to the corner he’d picked up the nutcase from, the nutcase in question leaped out the cab in a shower of bills “ Wow! Do you want me to wait?”
“Fuck you!” was his only response. The cabbie peeled out again with a big grin.*Oh, yeah, look out for bald guys foaming at the mouth from now on!*
Lex pounded his way up the stairs, too furious to wait for the elevator. He was going to kick that guy out of there and make Clark confess that he still wanted him, Lex, and no one else and then they were going to do …stuff. He stalked up to the door and knocked firmly. He leaned closer. Wait. There was definitely… stuff going on behind this door. He listened to someone yell, and realized it was that Whitney guy telling Clark he was wonderful, a prince, a god, a…*What!! *
He started pounding on the door, all self control blown to atoms. “Clark! No one treats a Luthor like this! Let me in now! It’s Lex, dammit!” He stopped yelling long enough to direct a snarl at neighbors boorish enough to peek out their doors at the racket and was gratified to see them snap back as if he’d leveled a gun instead of a glare. Shit! The noises reached a crescendo, and there was silence…Lex ripped a set of keys from his coat pocket and jammed them into the lock, wrenched the door handle and almost fell into the room. Clark looked mad…’*Well, buster so am I!*
He was barely aware of Whitney’s speedy departure, he was so furious.
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Lex turned to Clark, drawing a deep breath because he had something to say, damnit, and he was going to make Clark listen to him. “ Clark, enough…”
“ Darn right!” Clark grabbed him and pushed him against the door and *kissed* him. Lex felt like his brain exploded, he felt his eyes roll up and his knees turn to water. Clark was holding him up by his lips and a thigh pushed between his legs. *God! Please don’t let me die now! I think my heart’s going to blow out my chest…*. When Clark pulled back, Lex dragged in a long gasping breath, and shook all over. Clark grinned at him, his face flushed red and his eyes sparkled. Lex didn’t think he’d ever seen anything so beautiful. He opened his mouth to speak but Clark laid a finger on his lips.
“ Uh-uh. It’s better if we don’t talk…just yet.” Lex nodded his head in agreement and Clark. Picked him up. And carried him like a baby to the sofa with no effort at all. “ What,” Lex began, but Clark shushed him. “ Later, we have a lot to talk about. We’ll talk about everything.” Lex’s curiosity immediately began warring with desire, but when Clark licked the curve of his ear, and breathed out, “ Don’t you want to do this first?” curiosity vanished in a full body shiver and an erection. Clark rubbed the heel of his hand across it and murmured “ Ooh, good answer.” Lex could only hear the embarrassing noises issuing from himself. They cut off as Clark dropped to his knees and pushed in between his thighs. He stared down, pink, and panting and nervous. “Clark, I’m not sure what to do now….”
Clark looked at him in surprise. “ You never...?”
“ Of course I have! Just. You know. Not with a guy....”
Clark gazed up at Lex, and every moment he ever had that he thought of Lex, every bit of the love he felt, every good time they’d ever had together filled him, lit him from inside, and he straightened, took Lex’s face in his hands and said, “ I will never hurt you. I love you, I always have.”
Lex’s eyes filled with tears, and he shut them quickly, and whispered, “ok”, in a shaky voice. He nodded as Clark reached out and unbuttoned his shirt, and kept nodding when he unbuttoned his trousers, couldn’t stop nodding when he pulled them down and stroked his hands over his thighs. When Clark took his shoes off, and removed the trousers completely, Lex felt the need to verbalize his agreement. “Yes.” When Clark undressed. “Yes.” When he pushed himself back between Lex’s legs.” Yes! Oh!” when Clark licked him into his mouth.
*Oh God. I’m doing this, it’s real, and he wants me! Can you die from being happy? He’s so beautiful, I have to tell him, ah! He smells so good, tastes so good* Clark’s thoughts raced and tumbled over each other. He felt like floating, felt so wonderful that he had to check to make sure he was grounded. He drew nearly all the way off Lex’s dick, and practically purred when he saw the state he’d reduced him to. Lex’s head was thrown back, he was moaning and gasping. Clark felt a little rush of power, and took him down to the base of his dick. Lex’s head snapped forward, and he stared wide-eyed as he watched Clark bob up and down on him. Clark hummed in pleasure, tasting and rolling his tongue around it, hollowing his cheeks as he sucked in so he could feel every bit of the hard length in his mouth, swallowing around it. Lex slammed his head back against the sofa,* Oh, God, Clark!* He reached down with one hand and grabbed Clark’s head. His hips lifted and he pushed in. Clark moaned and gripped himself, his own hips pumping in reflex to Lex. He pulled off and leaned back. Lex whimpered” What?” his hands patted Clarks shoulders, his cheeks,” Please.”
Clark slid up next to him on the sofa. “Let me make love to you”, he whispered in Lex’s ear. “I want to be in you.” Lex’s heart leapt and thumped in his chest. *Oh my…I…I’m not sure…!’* Clark folded him into his arms and hugged him tight. “Don’t worry. If you don’t want to do this, it really is ok. We aren’t doing anything you don’t want…”
“Make me want it”, Lex interrupted .He slid his tongue against Clark’s lips, pressing until it slipped into Clark’s mouth, stopped with his lips pressed tight against Clark’s, stroked in and out for a moment before he pulled back enough to speak, his lips moving slightly against Clark’s. “Make me want it. Fuck me.” He whispered hoarsely. Clark groaned and flexed at that.
“ No,” Clark gasped, “ I don’t want to fuck you. I want to make love to you. I want it to be perfect. I want it to be so good that you can’t imagine anyone else doing this to you ever.” Lex’s head fell to Clark’s shoulder and he let out a long tremulous sigh. “I want that, I want it too.”
Clark laid him flat and stroked him from shoulder to waist, long flat smooth strokes, relaxing and soothing him. He pressed the palms of his hands over Lex’s nipples and rubbed lightly, just enough friction for it to tease and make him arch up into the touch .One hand flowed over him down to his aching dick, and squeezed and rubbed and *Oh! It’s so …it’s not like anything I’ve ever, oh God does this make me a girl…* Clark laughed and for a moment of shock Lex thought he’d read his mind ” Shit, I said that out loud didn’t I?”
Clark grinned, “ Yes. And also? No. What it makes you is mine.” He kissed Lex softly, slowly and at the same time moved his hands lower, lifted Lex a little and pressed a hand between his thighs, sliding up until he made contact with the tightly puckered ring of muscle there. He slipped his finger over and around the hole, increased the pressure slowly, slowly as he also increased the pressure of his lips against Lex’s, his tongue slid in and out of Lex’s mouth and he pressed the tip of his finger in on each slide of his tongue, slowly, letting Lex get used to the idea, to the feeling. He moved his finger deeper, bit by bit, fucking Lex’s mouth with his tongue till Lex caught the rhythm and began to respond, moving his hips in time with Clark as he began to relax and let Clark push in deeper. When Clark pulled out and moved back from Lex he nearly screamed for him not to stop. He was shivering and panting and about to beg for more when Clark hugged him, “Shh! I’ll be right back.” Lex’s eyes rolled wildly till he tracked Clark moving to the kitchen. He was back in a moment with a small bottle of olive oil and a big grin, the one that Lex always imagined was just for him. Lex just stared at him, and Clark started to blush. “Ahh…lube?”
“Are you asking me or telling me?” Lex gasped, amazed that he could actually form a coherent sentence. Clark leaned back over him. “It’ll make it better.” He pooled a bit of oil in his palm and swiped his fingers through it, and pressed them against Lex. They slipped in easily and Lex groaned at the change in feel. Clark’s head dipped and he made a small sound as heat flared in his gut, burning him, and making him moan. Lex’s eyes rolled back and every muscle in his body quivered. “ Are you ready, now, are you ready?” Clark panted on each stroke.
“Ah, God yes! Now, now, now!”
Clark grinned and stroked the rest of the oil on himself. He gasped and his eyes closed briefly before he bent to press his dick against Lex and push in as carefully as he could. Lex felt like he was on fire, felt the whole world centered on this moment. Clark had him, owned him body and soul and God! It felt so good!
It hurt, but not hurt, it burned but in a way that took his breath away and made him tremble and shake and groan, arch up and push back against Clark, who was fucking him so carefully it must be hurting him. His head was thrown back; he had his lower lip clenched so tightly between his teeth that it looked painful. At Lex’s gasp, he lowered his head and looked at him with a smile that burned like the sun. He rolled his head to the side and kissed the leg he held on his shoulder, and thrust foreword more. Lex yelled a little at the change in angle and the wave- flash of sensation that swept through him, and Clark grunted and slid in deeper, in and out, pumping into Lex. He couldn’t stop moving, all that existed was this point, the world reduced to heat and sound, sweat and scent. Lex’s dick jerked as Clark took it in his hand and rubbed the tip, smearing the glistening strands of pre-come around it, stroking down and up, doing it until Lex arched up, threw his arms out and grabbed fistfuls of sheet and shouted, “ Love you, love you, love you” as he exploded, his come spurting out, running hot over Clark’s fist. Clark stiffened, hissed and moaned deep in his throat as Lex’s orgasm pulled him right after, liquid fire ran down his spine and out of his dick, Lex could feel the heat and the pulse of it, and it shook him again, his breath stuttering as he was racked with after shocks. *Oh shit, oh shit, I love him, I love this, wow, I really love him * Clark pulled out carefully and spread himself over Lex. “Are you ok?”
“ Oh yeah.”
“ Did you… like it?”
“ Oh hell yeah!” Lex pulled Clark’s face down to his and kissed him as though he’d never get another chance.” I do, you know. Love you. Since I first laid eyes on you, I’ve been yours. I was just too stupid to know.”
“ You could never be stupid, baby. Umm, just a little dense!”
“ Shut up!”
“ Aah… Look, remember when I said we need to talk? It’s really important. I need to talk to you now. Before anything else gets said.” Clark looked so serious that Lex’s stomach sank. What could it be that made Clark look almost afraid? It didn’t matter. He had him now. There was nothing he could say to change that. All he had to do was look in his eyes and know that Clark loved him as much as he loved Clark. Nothing on this planet could ever change that.
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Letter to Martha Kent
Dear Mom,
How are you? I’m doing fine, and so is Lex. He says to tell you hi. I’m so glad you and Dad made it out here for graduation; it was just great to see you guys! I’m going to be home real soon. I have to talk to you about something very important.
I think I have a responsibility to use my talents to help those in need, and I think I know how. Lex and I have talked about it and he thinks we might have a workable idea. We’re not in total agreement, so I need you and Dad’s input. It’s time I think for me to take my place in the world. How I do that, I’m hoping you guys and Lex can help me figure out. And if I haven’t said it before, thanks, Mom, for everything. You know what I mean.
Love, your son Clark, (and Lex!)
Lex shot upright in the cab. *The HELL with plans and thinking! Too much damn thinking, action now!* “Turn around! Go back to where you picked me up! Now!”
The cabbie responded immediately, his heart’s desire at t hat moment was to be rid of the whack job in the back who’d been talking to himself non-stop since he picked him up.. When he screamed up to the corner he’d picked up the nutcase from, the nutcase in question leaped out the cab in a shower of bills “ Wow! Do you want me to wait?”
“Fuck you!” was his only response. The cabbie peeled out again with a big grin.*Oh, yeah, look out for bald guys foaming at the mouth from now on!*
Lex pounded his way up the stairs, too furious to wait for the elevator. He was going to kick that guy out of there and make Clark confess that he still wanted him, Lex, and no one else and then they were going to do …stuff. He stalked up to the door and knocked firmly. He leaned closer. Wait. There was definitely… stuff going on behind this door. He listened to someone yell, and realized it was that Whitney guy telling Clark he was wonderful, a prince, a god, a…*What!! *
He started pounding on the door, all self control blown to atoms. “Clark! No one treats a Luthor like this! Let me in now! It’s Lex, dammit!” He stopped yelling long enough to direct a snarl at neighbors boorish enough to peek out their doors at the racket and was gratified to see them snap back as if he’d leveled a gun instead of a glare. Shit! The noises reached a crescendo, and there was silence…Lex ripped a set of keys from his coat pocket and jammed them into the lock, wrenched the door handle and almost fell into the room. Clark looked mad…’*Well, buster so am I!*
He was barely aware of Whitney’s speedy departure, he was so furious.
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Lex turned to Clark, drawing a deep breath because he had something to say, damnit, and he was going to make Clark listen to him. “ Clark, enough…”
“ Darn right!” Clark grabbed him and pushed him against the door and *kissed* him. Lex felt like his brain exploded, he felt his eyes roll up and his knees turn to water. Clark was holding him up by his lips and a thigh pushed between his legs. *God! Please don’t let me die now! I think my heart’s going to blow out my chest…*. When Clark pulled back, Lex dragged in a long gasping breath, and shook all over. Clark grinned at him, his face flushed red and his eyes sparkled. Lex didn’t think he’d ever seen anything so beautiful. He opened his mouth to speak but Clark laid a finger on his lips.
“ Uh-uh. It’s better if we don’t talk…just yet.” Lex nodded his head in agreement and Clark. Picked him up. And carried him like a baby to the sofa with no effort at all. “ What,” Lex began, but Clark shushed him. “ Later, we have a lot to talk about. We’ll talk about everything.” Lex’s curiosity immediately began warring with desire, but when Clark licked the curve of his ear, and breathed out, “ Don’t you want to do this first?” curiosity vanished in a full body shiver and an erection. Clark rubbed the heel of his hand across it and murmured “ Ooh, good answer.” Lex could only hear the embarrassing noises issuing from himself. They cut off as Clark dropped to his knees and pushed in between his thighs. He stared down, pink, and panting and nervous. “Clark, I’m not sure what to do now….”
Clark looked at him in surprise. “ You never...?”
“ Of course I have! Just. You know. Not with a guy....”
Clark gazed up at Lex, and every moment he ever had that he thought of Lex, every bit of the love he felt, every good time they’d ever had together filled him, lit him from inside, and he straightened, took Lex’s face in his hands and said, “ I will never hurt you. I love you, I always have.”
Lex’s eyes filled with tears, and he shut them quickly, and whispered, “ok”, in a shaky voice. He nodded as Clark reached out and unbuttoned his shirt, and kept nodding when he unbuttoned his trousers, couldn’t stop nodding when he pulled them down and stroked his hands over his thighs. When Clark took his shoes off, and removed the trousers completely, Lex felt the need to verbalize his agreement. “Yes.” When Clark undressed. “Yes.” When he pushed himself back between Lex’s legs.” Yes! Oh!” when Clark licked him into his mouth.
*Oh God. I’m doing this, it’s real, and he wants me! Can you die from being happy? He’s so beautiful, I have to tell him, ah! He smells so good, tastes so good* Clark’s thoughts raced and tumbled over each other. He felt like floating, felt so wonderful that he had to check to make sure he was grounded. He drew nearly all the way off Lex’s dick, and practically purred when he saw the state he’d reduced him to. Lex’s head was thrown back, he was moaning and gasping. Clark felt a little rush of power, and took him down to the base of his dick. Lex’s head snapped forward, and he stared wide-eyed as he watched Clark bob up and down on him. Clark hummed in pleasure, tasting and rolling his tongue around it, hollowing his cheeks as he sucked in so he could feel every bit of the hard length in his mouth, swallowing around it. Lex slammed his head back against the sofa,* Oh, God, Clark!* He reached down with one hand and grabbed Clark’s head. His hips lifted and he pushed in. Clark moaned and gripped himself, his own hips pumping in reflex to Lex. He pulled off and leaned back. Lex whimpered” What?” his hands patted Clarks shoulders, his cheeks,” Please.”
Clark slid up next to him on the sofa. “Let me make love to you”, he whispered in Lex’s ear. “I want to be in you.” Lex’s heart leapt and thumped in his chest. *Oh my…I…I’m not sure…!’* Clark folded him into his arms and hugged him tight. “Don’t worry. If you don’t want to do this, it really is ok. We aren’t doing anything you don’t want…”
“Make me want it”, Lex interrupted .He slid his tongue against Clark’s lips, pressing until it slipped into Clark’s mouth, stopped with his lips pressed tight against Clark’s, stroked in and out for a moment before he pulled back enough to speak, his lips moving slightly against Clark’s. “Make me want it. Fuck me.” He whispered hoarsely. Clark groaned and flexed at that.
“ No,” Clark gasped, “ I don’t want to fuck you. I want to make love to you. I want it to be perfect. I want it to be so good that you can’t imagine anyone else doing this to you ever.” Lex’s head fell to Clark’s shoulder and he let out a long tremulous sigh. “I want that, I want it too.”
Clark laid him flat and stroked him from shoulder to waist, long flat smooth strokes, relaxing and soothing him. He pressed the palms of his hands over Lex’s nipples and rubbed lightly, just enough friction for it to tease and make him arch up into the touch .One hand flowed over him down to his aching dick, and squeezed and rubbed and *Oh! It’s so …it’s not like anything I’ve ever, oh God does this make me a girl…* Clark laughed and for a moment of shock Lex thought he’d read his mind ” Shit, I said that out loud didn’t I?”
Clark grinned, “ Yes. And also? No. What it makes you is mine.” He kissed Lex softly, slowly and at the same time moved his hands lower, lifted Lex a little and pressed a hand between his thighs, sliding up until he made contact with the tightly puckered ring of muscle there. He slipped his finger over and around the hole, increased the pressure slowly, slowly as he also increased the pressure of his lips against Lex’s, his tongue slid in and out of Lex’s mouth and he pressed the tip of his finger in on each slide of his tongue, slowly, letting Lex get used to the idea, to the feeling. He moved his finger deeper, bit by bit, fucking Lex’s mouth with his tongue till Lex caught the rhythm and began to respond, moving his hips in time with Clark as he began to relax and let Clark push in deeper. When Clark pulled out and moved back from Lex he nearly screamed for him not to stop. He was shivering and panting and about to beg for more when Clark hugged him, “Shh! I’ll be right back.” Lex’s eyes rolled wildly till he tracked Clark moving to the kitchen. He was back in a moment with a small bottle of olive oil and a big grin, the one that Lex always imagined was just for him. Lex just stared at him, and Clark started to blush. “Ahh…lube?”
“Are you asking me or telling me?” Lex gasped, amazed that he could actually form a coherent sentence. Clark leaned back over him. “It’ll make it better.” He pooled a bit of oil in his palm and swiped his fingers through it, and pressed them against Lex. They slipped in easily and Lex groaned at the change in feel. Clark’s head dipped and he made a small sound as heat flared in his gut, burning him, and making him moan. Lex’s eyes rolled back and every muscle in his body quivered. “ Are you ready, now, are you ready?” Clark panted on each stroke.
“Ah, God yes! Now, now, now!”
Clark grinned and stroked the rest of the oil on himself. He gasped and his eyes closed briefly before he bent to press his dick against Lex and push in as carefully as he could. Lex felt like he was on fire, felt the whole world centered on this moment. Clark had him, owned him body and soul and God! It felt so good!
It hurt, but not hurt, it burned but in a way that took his breath away and made him tremble and shake and groan, arch up and push back against Clark, who was fucking him so carefully it must be hurting him. His head was thrown back; he had his lower lip clenched so tightly between his teeth that it looked painful. At Lex’s gasp, he lowered his head and looked at him with a smile that burned like the sun. He rolled his head to the side and kissed the leg he held on his shoulder, and thrust foreword more. Lex yelled a little at the change in angle and the wave- flash of sensation that swept through him, and Clark grunted and slid in deeper, in and out, pumping into Lex. He couldn’t stop moving, all that existed was this point, the world reduced to heat and sound, sweat and scent. Lex’s dick jerked as Clark took it in his hand and rubbed the tip, smearing the glistening strands of pre-come around it, stroking down and up, doing it until Lex arched up, threw his arms out and grabbed fistfuls of sheet and shouted, “ Love you, love you, love you” as he exploded, his come spurting out, running hot over Clark’s fist. Clark stiffened, hissed and moaned deep in his throat as Lex’s orgasm pulled him right after, liquid fire ran down his spine and out of his dick, Lex could feel the heat and the pulse of it, and it shook him again, his breath stuttering as he was racked with after shocks. *Oh shit, oh shit, I love him, I love this, wow, I really love him * Clark pulled out carefully and spread himself over Lex. “Are you ok?”
“ Oh yeah.”
“ Did you… like it?”
“ Oh hell yeah!” Lex pulled Clark’s face down to his and kissed him as though he’d never get another chance.” I do, you know. Love you. Since I first laid eyes on you, I’ve been yours. I was just too stupid to know.”
“ You could never be stupid, baby. Umm, just a little dense!”
“ Shut up!”
“ Aah… Look, remember when I said we need to talk? It’s really important. I need to talk to you now. Before anything else gets said.” Clark looked so serious that Lex’s stomach sank. What could it be that made Clark look almost afraid? It didn’t matter. He had him now. There was nothing he could say to change that. All he had to do was look in his eyes and know that Clark loved him as much as he loved Clark. Nothing on this planet could ever change that.
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Letter to Martha Kent
Dear Mom,
How are you? I’m doing fine, and so is Lex. He says to tell you hi. I’m so glad you and Dad made it out here for graduation; it was just great to see you guys! I’m going to be home real soon. I have to talk to you about something very important.
I think I have a responsibility to use my talents to help those in need, and I think I know how. Lex and I have talked about it and he thinks we might have a workable idea. We’re not in total agreement, so I need you and Dad’s input. It’s time I think for me to take my place in the world. How I do that, I’m hoping you guys and Lex can help me figure out. And if I haven’t said it before, thanks, Mom, for everything. You know what I mean.
Love, your son Clark, (and Lex!)