I was sipping my first cup of coffee when Mercy brought in the morning papers. I could tell from the look on her face that something in them would please me. So, of course, I turned to the Planet first. Clark's name was the first thing I spotted.  

I read the article quickly. One of my business rivals had been killed in a car accident. Much as Princess Diana had been during an attempt to avoid the press. There was a grainy photograph next to the article. I looked it over and began to laugh.  

You may be wondering why I was laughing, because my rival had died? Not really, it was the way he'd died. It was because of who I knew was responsible. I found it extremely ironic that Clark had written the story. I reached out for the phone. 

I rolled out of bed brushed my teeth, combed my hair and entered the small kitchen for a cup of coffee. I looked over at the clock and then bolted for the door. My cell phone rang just as I settled on the bus.  

"Kent here." 

"Luthor here. I've been reading the paper." 

"Anything interesting?" 

A couple of things, as a matter of fact. It's pretty amazing what a casual conversation with the right guy can accomplish." 

"Casual? Is that what it’s called these days?" 

"Why, Clark, whatever do you mean?" 

"I hate sleeping alone." 

"Ah, poor baby. The door will be open when you finish your patrol tonight." 

I couldn't stop the smile from spreading on my face. I knew what my adoptive parents would say if they found out about us. Or more specifically, about the things I do for him. No one can understand how it is to be a Kryptonian who is bonded.  

I was always a bit in love with him. The night I entered maturity, my pheromones triggered him. Lex took me in the middle of his dining room table. Neither of us could have stopped, even if we wanted to. In the way of my people, once he'd entered me there was no going back.  

I am bound to him; the day he takes his last breath, I will take mine. What he desires I must give to him, even when it's the death of his rival. I sometimes try to fight my subservient nature. When I do, I end up sleeping in Clark Kent's apartment, instead of falling asleep with Lex's dick inside me.  

I'd managed for a week this time. But the night before, the empty place inside me grew too black for me to fight any longer. It's not like the guy was a decent human, right? 

I put down the phone and continued to read the paper as Mercy entered with my breakfast. I reached for a slice of toast. "You can set the perimeter to allow him access." 

"Yes, Sir. He lasted longer this time. Do you think he's going to break away?" 

"No. He loves me. I won't ask him to do anything like that again for a long time. Give everyone the night off, and you might want to make it an early night as well." 

"Actually, I enjoy hearing him beg." 

I grinned at her. In many ways I trust her more than I do Clark. She would kill for me and never think twice about it. But now and then I need to force Clark to do something against his nature, just to make sure he still belongs to me.  

As a reward I'd turn him on, then turn him inside out when he came home. He deserved a prize for his excellent execution of his assignment. 

The day dragged. Lois came close to having me wring her neck. Perry yelled one time too many and the mild mannered reporter came a little unglued.  

It's not something I've ever told anyone else who knows the truth about who and what I am. Since that first time Lex fucked me – well I have to have him. Every day if possible. I'd never made it more than three days in the past. Of course, in the past he hadn't had the penthouse barricaded against me with kryptonite.  

When my day at the Planet was finished I didn't bother to patrol. Superman was taking a night off and if I were lucky, a truck, a big truck, would hit Lois. I flew from the roof of the Planet straight to the penthouse.  

I felt none of the illness I'd felt when I got near it on the previous days. I touched down on the balcony and entered the bedroom. I scanned the penthouse and found him in the office. He was busy on a teleconference, dividing up the dead man's empire, no doubt.  

I entered the bathroom and showered. Damn, I even missed the bathroom when I was locked out. I crawled into the bed and instantly dozed off.  

I entered the bedroom to find my farm boy soundly sleeping. His hair was all curled around his face, his lips cherry red, his cheeks sleep flushed. I yanked down on my tie as I toed off my shoes. I continued to strip, dropping clothing where I stood.  

I walked to the night table and removed the lube. Clark doesn't need it, but I use it for my own comfort. I coated my dick and then climbed onto his back. His legs shifted apart and I lined up, ramming into him with all my might.  

He moaned. "I've missed you." 

I kissed his ear then nipped at it. "I've missed you, too." 

That was the extent of our conversation for the night. As dawn began to creep into the room, I cradled him against me; my dick still buried in his fine ass. 

"Don't make me do anything like that again. Please, Lex." 

I tightened my arms around him. "There's only one other person I want dead. Mercy can take care of her for me." 

"Lex, please." 

"She keeps touching what is mine. I'll make you a deal. You find a way to make sure she never touches Superman again, and I'll let her live." 

"There's only one way to do that." 

"I've been trying to make you see that for a long time." 

I turned my head as much as possible to look at him. The implications of Superman coming out – we'd talked about it many times. We just hadn't decided how he would go about it. It was time for me to do something. 

The plan I'd come up with was fairly easy, I just wasn't sure that Lex would agree to it.  

"She's going to be covering the charity ball next month." 

"Yes." 

"Superman is being auctioned off to raise money." 

"I know this. I intend to buy you." 

"I think we should allow Lois to find you taking advantage of your personal slave." 

"As long as you make sure she doesn't see your equipment." 

"We'll need Mercy to help us." 

"Mercy will love helping Lois find us." 

"It's settled then. I love you, Lex." 

"I know. I love you, too, my sexy boy." 

I had Superman bent over the back of the sofa. His tights down just enough to give me access to that great ass. I pounded into him, taking great pleasure in his tight hole. Most of my mind was on the fucking, but just a portion was focused on the time.  

I slipped my hand up along his back and checked my watch. Almost time for Mercy to 'accidentally' show Lois into the interview room. She'd been given the exclusive on interviewing the winner of the grand prize in the auction.  

Clark was panting softly as he waited for me to give him release. I'd worn my tightest cock ring to make sure I didn't come too soon. That, and I know how Clark loves seeing me in it.  

I bent over his back and kissed his throat. "They should be here in a minute. I want you to be looking toward the door." 

He nodded. He turned his head so that his face would be visible to anyone opening the door. I heard the click of the lock and then Mercy's voice.  

"Mr. Luthor and Superman are waiting in here for you." 

I looked toward them as Lois screamed. Mercy acted her part, looking surprised. Clark lifted part way, his face flaming. I continued to fuck him, giving Lois an eyeful.

"Mercy, we're a little busy. Get her out of here." 

"Yes, Sir. Ms. Lane, come with me please." 

I almost laughed as the shocked Lois was pulled from the room by Mercy. I knew that Mercy would give Lois the spiel we'd discussed. I really didn't care if Lois decided to go public with what she'd seen. Not that I thought Perry would allow that.  

"Lex..." 

He was capable of speech. That just wouldn't do. I focused on him, pushing him back down over the sofa. I reached under him to grab his cock. The minute I touched it he started to shoot.  

As he locked down on me, I spasmed inside him, filling him with come. I relaxed on his back, panting as I worked to fill my lungs. He reached back to grab my ass. His body shook under me and I realized he was laughing.  

"Did you see her face?" 

"That face was worth the money I paid for you." 

"I almost wish I'd listened in on the conversation between her and Mercy." 

"Don't worry, it's on tape." 

"You are so wicked." 

"You know I only do it to turn you on." I grinned against his back. 

"Why don't you take your slave home and turn him on some more." 

"You provide the transportation." 

Clark reached back to wrap his other paw around me. I barely felt the breeze as he flew us at super speed back to the penthouse. It was midnight when we watched the footage of Mercy and Lois' conversation. Lois had no idea that she earned herself a reprieve with her homophobic rant.  

Clark snuggled into my body. "I wish we'd done this a long time ago. I won't have to fend her off anymore." 

"Just as long as Jimmy or Perry don't decide to hit on you when they find out." 

"They're both straight. But there's probably four thousand other men in town that might like to know the truth." 

"I'm the only one to fill your hole." 

"Yes, you are. You always will be." 

I kissed him gently and he flew us back to the bedroom. One more rival dealt with. Life was good.

The end.

A Day in the Life,  By The Beatles

He blew his mind out in a car
He didn’t notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They’d seen his face before,
Nobody was really sure if he was from the House of Lords.

I saw a film today oh, boy
The English army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But I just had a look
Having read the book,
I’d love to turn you on...

Woke up, fell out of bed,
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup,
And looking up I noticed I was late.

Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke,
Somebody spoke and I went into a dream

Ah

I read the news today oh boy
Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all,
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert hall.
I’d love to turn you on...