So here they were, with Lex relaxing as much as he could with a raging hard on, and Clark about to put on a show for him.  Clark took a deep breath and began.  He looked at the accessories on the bed and decided to use them at will.  He fingered his nipples, gently at first, then harder as they pebbled.  He pulled and rolled them, looking only at Lex, gauging his reaction.  He then reached beside him and picked up the clamps and attached them, sighing at the pressure.  He walked over to Lex, and kneeled in front of him.  He rubbed his chest against Lex’s knees, and Lex reached down and tightened the clamps, so they were closer to being uncomfortable for him.  He shuddered when Lex whispered in his ear, “Maybe I should put some rock in these, hmmmm?”  

Clark sat back on his heels and ran his hands down his chest, nails leaving momentary red marks on his golden skin.  And just because it felt so damn good, he did it again.  No one else could mark him, but he could come close to leaving marks on himself if he pressed hard enough.  He started to scratch patterns on his chest, abdomen and thighs, arching into his own hands when he would hit particularly sensitive spots.  

He went to reach for the leather cock ring Lex had put on him, and heard a soft, “No, that stays on.  You’ll know when to take it off.”  He moaned softly and looked up at Lex through his lashed.  He was gratified to see Lex’s cock do a little jump at that.  It would seem that his innocent act did as much for Lex as Lex’s forcefulness did for him.  He nodded and got back to his task.  

Clark reached down and started to fondle his balls.  He rolled them in one hand as he leaned back on the other, so Lex could get a full view of what he was doing.  His own cock was starting to drool slightly, and he was amazed at Lex’s composure.  He squeezed his balls, hard, and groaned deep in his chest at the blossom of pain, no matter how quickly it receded.  He did it again, just because he could.  He looked back up at Lex and was granted a nod, telling him he was doing well.  

He held Lex’s eyes as he licked his hand, and gripped his cock.  He pumped his hand up and down once, twice, then stopped.  He crawled over to Lex and rubbed up against Lex’s legs.  He stood and straddled Lex’s legs, and pumped his cock one more time.  “May I sit?”  He asked quietly.  Lex nodded mutely, and closed his legs to accommodate Clark.  It was a good thing the chair was extra large and extra sturdy.  Lex made one concession: he gripped Clark’s hips to keep him from falling backwards.  

Clark settled in and went back to work.  He ran one hand lightly over Lex’s chest, and mirrored the motion on himself.  He locked eyes with Lex, and his cock spurted a shot of pre-cum, cock ring or not.  He tugged on one of the nipple clamps as he pinched one of Lex’s nipples.  He went to lick his hand again, and was stopped by a look from Lex.  He changed his mind and went for it dry, knowing he would feel it more.  He got his other hand wet with both his and Lex’s pre-cum, which was quickly pooling on Lex’s belly. 

Clark was glad he had shaved his crotch before getting out of the shower, it was fantastic to feel skin on skin when he and Lex were fucking.  Or not fucking, as the case may be.  He squirmed in his seat, and was rewarded with a sharp slap to his ass cheek, making him squeak, then squirm again.  The next slap was harder, and came with the quiet statement; “This is not about frottage, Clark, much as I enjoy it.  This is about you jerking off for me.”  Clark bit his full lower lip and nodded.  He took a cock in each hand and started to jerk both of them off.

He pumped them both with slow strokes, the friction on his own cock an agonizing contrast to the smooth slide he had on Lex’s.  A small part of his mind was amazed at the control Lex was able to exert, but that part was forgotten when he let go of his cock to tighten the clamps a little more.  He whined at the almost-pain, and started to jerk himself and Lex off at a faster pace.  

He could hear someone talking, and it took a moment to realize it was himself.  He was babbling, a fortunate side effect, since Lex liked to hear him talk dirty during sex, and he loved to do it.  “Fuck Lex, I love you so much, I could fuck you forever.  I love how your cock feels in my ass, in my mouth, wherever you put it.  Oh God, I am so close to cumming, and I know you wanted me to jerk off for you, but please, oh fuck PLEASE will you let me cum with you in my ass, I’ll jerk off for you while you are in there…please, oh…oh fuck, oh GOD!”  

The last was yelled as Lex heaved him up and impaled him on his cock with a terse admonition.  “If you stop, I will leave you here like this, and there will be no cumming for you at all tonight.  Nod if you understand.”  Clark nodded frantically and jerked faster.  He was close, but that string of leather was the most wonderful invention ever.  He squeezed his ass around Lex’s cock and groaned loudly.  “Yeeessss….”  

Now that he had one hand free, Clark began to tug mercilessly on the nipple clamps.  Had he been human, he would likely have torn the nubs right off, but it just felt good to him.  Fuck, it felt unbelievable!  He grasped his drooling cock harder, more obscenities streaming out of his mouth when he realized that Lex had started thrusting up into him with short, hard strokes.  

Clark opened his eyes, not remembering when he had closed them.  He started into Lex’s heated gaze and felt his orgasm was right…..there….if he could only reach it.  He screamed when Lex, who always knew what he needed, tore the cock ring off with a quick yank.  His cum came shooting out almost immediately, showering both of them, as well as the chair and the floor.  

When Clark came back to himself, he was on all fours, and Lex was pounding into him at a leisurely pace, like he had all the time in the world.  Lex had one hand on Clark’s hip, and the other wound in his hair, pushing Clark’s head and shoulders down.  Clark almost came again at the words pouring out of Lex’s mouth.   

“That was beautiful, Clark, just gorgeous.  I love when that angel mouth says such dirty, nasty things.  I love how let me do whatever I want to you, without question.  I love how I feel inside you.”  He punctuated each “love” with a particularly hard thrust.  When he realized Clark had come back to the land of the living, he sped up.  Clark could feel Lex swell inside of him, and tightened his ass.  Lex grunted, pulled out, and came all over Clark’s back, still holding him down.  

After cleaning up, they lay on the king-size bed, kissing softly, talking quietly, which were both necessary after all that hard fucking.  

“God, I love you, Lex.  I feel like I always have.  I know I always will.”  He was just nodding off when he heard the subdued reply.  

“You better love me forever, because God help us all if we ever break up.  You are everything to me.”  He placed a tender kiss to Clark’s forehead and followed his lover into slumber.

End

Feel It, by Jakalope

Is that you doing that to me
With your stare
I feel the temperature start to rise
And I really take it from there

I start to press my skin to you
I’m craving it, I’m feeling you
You’re really heatin' up fast
Feast your eyes on my display
Take control, follow my way
Cover me in ecstasy
Let me ride heaven
Let me feel the swellin'
Oh, let me concentrate

I can feel it
What I taste like the wind I breathe
Crawling inside of me baby oh

Now’s the time for you to let go
Of all your inhibitions
We can do this one more time
With a little tease and conversation

Watch the way my body moves
Feel the rhythm melting you
And this is how it should be
Crawl over you, I’ll dominate
Your destiny, I’ll be your fate
I will be your fantasy
Let me ride heaven
Let me feel the swelling
Oh, let me concentrate

If I fall in love with a soul
If I fall in love with myself
I’ll take it all at one time