Red Light Me Challenge # 4, Clex
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roxyClex. Sex. Everything I needbut a pizza...“Clark.Shhh. Clark not so loud.”
Clark’s head hit the closet door again, and Lex winced even though he knew Clark didn’t really feel it. He unbuttoned Clark’s pants and palmed his warm stomach, and Clark squeaked and jumped, and grinned a little shame-faced.
“I’m sorry, but it’s hard to control myself, it’s just so hot, making love in the closet, knowing everyone’s out there.”
“Clark!” Lex grinned and thanked whatever forces sent him into the Talon for coffee that fine summer morn. “How very interesting. You have… hidden depths,” He purred as he pulled Clark’s zipper down very slowly with two fingers. Clark watched the slow downward progress open-mouthed, his eyes wide, round as saucers and full of wondering awe. Kind of like a perverse Christmas card, Lex thought. He leaned against Clark so that his lips were almost touching his throat.
“Clark, can you be quiet? Quiet enough so that I can fuck you in here?”
Clark let out a yelp, and shoved his hand in his mouth. His eyes were even bigger, and they glittered. He nodded his head jerkily.
Lex sighed and pulled back again, ignoring Clark’s moan of disappointment.
“This isn’t going to work, Clark…”suddenly he grinned. “But, I may have a solution.”
He unbuttoned his trousers, and Clark began making a low whining noise as he watched the fine material slither down Lex’s thighs as he toed off his shoes, and lifted bare feet out of the puddle of fabric. Clark was panting by the time Lex slid his silk briefs off and grabbed Clark, kissed him hard and deep. Clark was moaning and trying to grind his hips against any part of Lex he could reach. Lex held Clark’s head still, and slid two fingers into his mouth. Clark’s eyes closed as he licked at Lex’s fingers.
He whispered, “Pretend this is me, Clark. Suck me, Clark.”
He pushed his fingers in and out of Clark’s mouth, and then hooked his lower jaw, and pulled down, opening Clark’s mouth wide. He crammed the silk briefs in and slid his fingers up between Clark’s legs, slid behind the sac and slipped them into his ass. Clark eyes shot open and he bit down on the fabric and groaned, a muffled little groan.
“Clark.” Lex purred. “Mmm. You’re so hot Clark. Do you like that? Do you like my fingers in you, want more?” Clark’s eyes rolled back and his hips jerked as he tried to push them in deeper.
“When you’re ready I’m going to push into you, like this,” and showed Clark how with his fingers, “Slowly, as slowly as I can, and I’ll make it so good, you’ll wish you could beg me for more. But you can’t say a word. You can’t say Lex, I feel you in me, Lex touch me, Lex fuck me. Lex bend me over and drive me like the Porsche… Sorry, got a little carried away” He grinned at Clark’s befuddled expression.
Clark shook his head and clutched at the door behind him, peeling long strips of veneer off of it as Lex continued fucking him with his fingers. Lex was beginning to lose himself now too. He watched Clark’s face and shivered.
“I can feel you, flexing around my finger, I’m going to have to fuck you *now*, or it’s all over.” Clark groaned and shook his head, snapping his sweat-dampened hair around his face and screwing his eyes tightly shut. Lex let out a strained laugh, and pulled his fingers out and turned Clark gently around.
“I’m looking at you Clark. Your ass, so smooth and perfect--” He ran a warm palm over Clark and smiled when he fought to press against it
“I’m going to fuck you now,” he said shakily as he guided his dick toward the puckered bud.
“ Clark, it’s hot, hot; the way it’s giving, oh, can you feel that? Feel my dick pushing in you, I love watching you… Ah, feel that, feel the head going in?” Clark nodded frantically, and Lex could hear him sucking air madly through the silk balled in his mouth.
And Lex laughed low and pushed harder, “Fuck, Clark, I’m not even pushing in, you’re sucking me in--oh, God! It’s like a furnace--”
Lex set up a rhythm, biting his lip to keep from making too much noise as he began a steady rocking fuck, restricted in movement by the size of the closet, but it was good for Clark, if ripping chunks out of the door was any indication, Lex thought.
“Am I hitting that spot, can you feel it?” He pulled back and stopped Clark’s frantic backward movement by sliding a finger in along his dick.
“ Shit! I can feel me--my dick… moving in you, feel you clinging to me, I’m not going to last long. “Are you going to come?” Clark growled around the briefs, a sound so full of lust it made Lex twitch, and hiss, drive in to the hilt and he yanked his finger back out. Clark managed a sound of outrage but Lex grabbed Clark’s hand and folded around his own dick, distracting him.
“Bring yourself off, I love it-- it turns me on so much, it’s so sexy….”
Clark worked his hand roughly over his dick as Lex pumped his hips harder and harder. Clark began shuddering and whining; Lex grabbed a handful of his hair, yanked his head back and bit him.
If he didn’t have a mouth full of silk, the scream would have echoed right out to the street. Lex was glad to have his teeth in Clark’s shoulder; he came as Clark clamped down around him and he shot hard, only the sheer power of his will kept him from yelling. After a long shuddery moment, he slipped out and Clark rolled around to his back and leaned against the heavily damaged door. His chest heaved as he tried to breathe through the briefs and he skimmed his hand through the come glistening on his stomach and thighs. Lex reached up and delicately pulled the ruined bit of silk from Clark’s mouth and wiped him and then himself as best he could.
Clark gasped and tried to steady his breathing before they’d have to leave the closet.
“Oh, gosh, Lex that was so hot! I never want to leave this closet--” He heard himself and began to snicker. “Lex, did you hear tha--”
Lex held up the scrap of silk and said, “ I swear to God, Clark, this will go right back, only I don’t think it’ll be as pleasant this time!” Clark nodded solemnly, watching dazedly as Lex tried surreptitiously to slip the briefs into his pants pocket.
Two thoughts weakly surfaced in Clark’s sex befuddled brain as Lex pulled him away from the door: Lex is going out there *naked* under his pants! and Does Fordmans carry silk boxers….
Clark’s head hit the closet door again, and Lex winced even though he knew Clark didn’t really feel it. He unbuttoned Clark’s pants and palmed his warm stomach, and Clark squeaked and jumped, and grinned a little shame-faced.
“I’m sorry, but it’s hard to control myself, it’s just so hot, making love in the closet, knowing everyone’s out there.”
“Clark!” Lex grinned and thanked whatever forces sent him into the Talon for coffee that fine summer morn. “How very interesting. You have… hidden depths,” He purred as he pulled Clark’s zipper down very slowly with two fingers. Clark watched the slow downward progress open-mouthed, his eyes wide, round as saucers and full of wondering awe. Kind of like a perverse Christmas card, Lex thought. He leaned against Clark so that his lips were almost touching his throat.
“Clark, can you be quiet? Quiet enough so that I can fuck you in here?”
Clark let out a yelp, and shoved his hand in his mouth. His eyes were even bigger, and they glittered. He nodded his head jerkily.
Lex sighed and pulled back again, ignoring Clark’s moan of disappointment.
“This isn’t going to work, Clark…”suddenly he grinned. “But, I may have a solution.”
He unbuttoned his trousers, and Clark began making a low whining noise as he watched the fine material slither down Lex’s thighs as he toed off his shoes, and lifted bare feet out of the puddle of fabric. Clark was panting by the time Lex slid his silk briefs off and grabbed Clark, kissed him hard and deep. Clark was moaning and trying to grind his hips against any part of Lex he could reach. Lex held Clark’s head still, and slid two fingers into his mouth. Clark’s eyes closed as he licked at Lex’s fingers.
He whispered, “Pretend this is me, Clark. Suck me, Clark.”
He pushed his fingers in and out of Clark’s mouth, and then hooked his lower jaw, and pulled down, opening Clark’s mouth wide. He crammed the silk briefs in and slid his fingers up between Clark’s legs, slid behind the sac and slipped them into his ass. Clark eyes shot open and he bit down on the fabric and groaned, a muffled little groan.
“Clark.” Lex purred. “Mmm. You’re so hot Clark. Do you like that? Do you like my fingers in you, want more?” Clark’s eyes rolled back and his hips jerked as he tried to push them in deeper.
“When you’re ready I’m going to push into you, like this,” and showed Clark how with his fingers, “Slowly, as slowly as I can, and I’ll make it so good, you’ll wish you could beg me for more. But you can’t say a word. You can’t say Lex, I feel you in me, Lex touch me, Lex fuck me. Lex bend me over and drive me like the Porsche… Sorry, got a little carried away” He grinned at Clark’s befuddled expression.
Clark shook his head and clutched at the door behind him, peeling long strips of veneer off of it as Lex continued fucking him with his fingers. Lex was beginning to lose himself now too. He watched Clark’s face and shivered.
“I can feel you, flexing around my finger, I’m going to have to fuck you *now*, or it’s all over.” Clark groaned and shook his head, snapping his sweat-dampened hair around his face and screwing his eyes tightly shut. Lex let out a strained laugh, and pulled his fingers out and turned Clark gently around.
“I’m looking at you Clark. Your ass, so smooth and perfect--” He ran a warm palm over Clark and smiled when he fought to press against it
“I’m going to fuck you now,” he said shakily as he guided his dick toward the puckered bud.
“ Clark, it’s hot, hot; the way it’s giving, oh, can you feel that? Feel my dick pushing in you, I love watching you… Ah, feel that, feel the head going in?” Clark nodded frantically, and Lex could hear him sucking air madly through the silk balled in his mouth.
And Lex laughed low and pushed harder, “Fuck, Clark, I’m not even pushing in, you’re sucking me in--oh, God! It’s like a furnace--”
Lex set up a rhythm, biting his lip to keep from making too much noise as he began a steady rocking fuck, restricted in movement by the size of the closet, but it was good for Clark, if ripping chunks out of the door was any indication, Lex thought.
“Am I hitting that spot, can you feel it?” He pulled back and stopped Clark’s frantic backward movement by sliding a finger in along his dick.
“ Shit! I can feel me--my dick… moving in you, feel you clinging to me, I’m not going to last long. “Are you going to come?” Clark growled around the briefs, a sound so full of lust it made Lex twitch, and hiss, drive in to the hilt and he yanked his finger back out. Clark managed a sound of outrage but Lex grabbed Clark’s hand and folded around his own dick, distracting him.
“Bring yourself off, I love it-- it turns me on so much, it’s so sexy….”
Clark worked his hand roughly over his dick as Lex pumped his hips harder and harder. Clark began shuddering and whining; Lex grabbed a handful of his hair, yanked his head back and bit him.
If he didn’t have a mouth full of silk, the scream would have echoed right out to the street. Lex was glad to have his teeth in Clark’s shoulder; he came as Clark clamped down around him and he shot hard, only the sheer power of his will kept him from yelling. After a long shuddery moment, he slipped out and Clark rolled around to his back and leaned against the heavily damaged door. His chest heaved as he tried to breathe through the briefs and he skimmed his hand through the come glistening on his stomach and thighs. Lex reached up and delicately pulled the ruined bit of silk from Clark’s mouth and wiped him and then himself as best he could.
Clark gasped and tried to steady his breathing before they’d have to leave the closet.
“Oh, gosh, Lex that was so hot! I never want to leave this closet--” He heard himself and began to snicker. “Lex, did you hear tha--”
Lex held up the scrap of silk and said, “ I swear to God, Clark, this will go right back, only I don’t think it’ll be as pleasant this time!” Clark nodded solemnly, watching dazedly as Lex tried surreptitiously to slip the briefs into his pants pocket.
Two thoughts weakly surfaced in Clark’s sex befuddled brain as Lex pulled him away from the door: Lex is going out there *naked* under his pants! and Does Fordmans carry silk boxers….
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