Title:  Winter Breaks
Author: Trinity
Please send feed back to: EarthPriestess@hotmail.com
Rating: NC-17
Classification: Clex
Disclaimer: They do not belong to me, they belong to the EXTREMELY lucky WB and all the other people I am missing., I’m just borrowing them to entertain me and the fanfiction readers. So PLEASE don’t sue me!
Spoilers: None.
Summary: This is not *just* smut. It’s got lots’ o plot. (and smut too. *Giggles*)  Clark spends a week with Lex…then guess what happens.

Challenges used: 1. Clark's parents have to go away for a week for some reason, and they ask Lex to look out for Clark during that time. Lex helps out on the farm. Why? (kira-nerys) 2. Lex wants to know if Clark is interested in him "that way" so Lex pretends to have a relationship with a hot new bimbo. Clark gets jealous. Clark finally gets on the clue bus. Extra points for Clark throwing a major scene at the Talon :-) (Lillian) 3. Clark. Lex. Strip twister. 'Nuff said. (MidKnight)  4. Lex and Clark have a food fight. (Jezebel the Temptress) 5. What if Clark makes an offhand comment and finds out that Lex has never had a sleepover, due to boarding school or Lionel durring his childhood, and invites him to sleep in the barn one night? Sleeping bags, male bonding, truth or dare, sex, ect. (MidKnight) 6. Have Lex strip for Clark. (kira-nerys) 7. Lex and Clark go fishing together. Lex in the wilderness is a strange concept for both of them. (kira-nerys) 8. Clark asks Lex to wear Jeans or Leather pants. Lex is intrigued. (kira-nerys) 9. Lana decides to corner Clark (sexually). Clark runs like the wind... right to Lex. (kira-nerys steals Creed's challenge <G>)10. When Lex was a kid, he nearly drowned. Since then he hasn't learned to swim, and Clark finds out, insists that Lex learns how. (kira-nerys) 11. What if Clark were to strip for Lex? Bonus points to anyone who can pull that off as a First Time story... (kira-nerys)

Thank you all. This is my first Clex fic so be gentle. ENJOY!

WINTER BREAKS

Clark bounded through the Talon, a happy smile in his face. Lana came up to him as he took his seat.

“Hey Clark, what can I get you?” Lana asked, sweetly.

“Ummm, How about a hot chocolate, with extra whipped cream?” Asked the raven-haired teen, hopefully.

“Of course, one hot chocolate coming right up!” Sing-songed the waitress as she walked away.

Clark sat alone at his table thinking about the trip his parents were going to go on. The winter break had come at last and his parents were going on a trip for a week. When they had told Clark he had been happy, extremely so. Why? Because he thought he might be able to spend that time at his best-friends house. But then his parents said that they were going to arranged for Clark to stay with a friend, which meant, ‘No Lex time.’ Due to his father’s hatred for the young billionaire.

Clark was abruptly pulled from his thoughts as Lana came up with his drink. Instead of setting the drink down in front of him and walking away, Lana sat across from him.

“Clark, I’ve been meaning to talk to you.” Stated Lana.

Clark cringed inwardly for some unknown reason. This meant she was going to whine at him about something. He nodded for her to continue.

“As you probably know, Whitney and I broke up.”

“Yeah, I heard about that. I am sorry Lana.” Comforted Clark.

Lana smiled, “Yeah, well I am not that broken up over it, which is not to strange considering I have had my eye on you Clark.” Clark froze. “You see, I have notice the way you look at me and I realized that I felt the same for you.” Lana whispered, all sweet smiles and shy doe eyes. She leaned forward to kiss him, he pulled back quickly.

“Lana, I umm, well it’s just…we can’t do this.” Stuttered Clark, feeling cornered; suddenly he was as Lana slid in next to him, trapping him.

“Don’t be silly, of course we can.” Lana stated before her mouth closed in on his. Shocked he was still for a moment, his mind cried out in disgust as his body pulled away with the same emotion.

“No.” He said firmly as Lana began to lean back in. She drew back with a confused look on her face, and then she smiled.

“Oh, your shy, don’t worry, I’ve got you.” Clark didn’t understand what she meant until her hand rubbed over his crotch. He exploded from his seat; Lana smiled at her effect on him, not realizing that he only wanted to get away from her.

She began to tug him back down when he glared at her. “Lana, don’t touch me. I am not your boyfriend and I don’t want to be.” Clark growled and walked out of the room, leaving Lana with a confused and angry look on her face.*Fine, if he wants to play hard to get, I’ll play hard*

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Lex looked up from his laptop and noticed Enrique. “Master Lex, Master Kent is here to see you.”

Lex smiled, “Send him right up.” The manservant nodded and went to fetch the guest.

Lex stood as his door opened, “Hey Clark.” Greeted Lex before realizing that it was Jonathan Kent, not his son. Lex winced, “Sorry, Mr. Kent. I thought you were Clark.”

“I noticed.” Stated Jonathan.

Sighing, Lex asked, “May I help you with something?”

Jonathan nodded and took the seat that Lex offered him, “Martha and I are going away for a week and we were hoping that Clark could stay with you.”

Lex choked on his water slightly, coughing he replied, “Huh?”

Clark raced into his house, panting not because of his run but because of the adrenaline rushing through him from his escape.

He stopped as he saw his parents packed suitcases. He heard his mom in the kitchen, following the noise he found her pulling a freshly baked apple pie out of the oven.

Martha turned and smiled at him, “I was wondering when you would get in.”

“I’m sorry, Mom. I forgot you were leaving today.”

“No problem, Sweetie.”

Clark’s eyes fell onto the pie, “Who’d you bake the pie for?”

“Lex.”

“Lex? Why’d you bake a pie for Lex?” Asked Clark.

“Well, he needs something sweet to feed you.” Stated Jonathan walking through the front door.

“Huh?” Replied his son.

“You are going to be staying at Lex’s for the break. Starting tonight.”

“I’m staying at Lex’s?” Echoed Clark.

His parents nodded, he jumped up, punching his fist into the air. Martha smiled while Jonathan shook his head.

“You should go pack, Sweetie, we are leaving now.”

Clark engulfed his parents in a huge bear hug, “Be safe!” He yelled, already running up to his room.

Martha smiled at her husband who was gathering their bags, “I hope we did the right thing.” Jonathan stated.

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Clark had just finished packing as he heard his parents drive away. He gathered his duffel bag and the pie in his arms and headed outside, only to be cut off by Lana.

“Shit!” He swore. “Lana! You scared me.” He said, eyeing her warily.

She smiled at him; “We didn’t get to finish our discussion at the Talon.”

“Yes. We did Lana. I have nothing more to say!”

He was cut off as she pushed him against the house, her mouth covering his as her body pressed up against him. He stood still in shock, *The pie!!* His mind screamed, he pulled the pie out from between them, sighing in relief that Lex’s pie hadn’t been ruined. Lana took the opportunity to delve her tongue into his mouth when he sighed, that brought him back to reality.

“Damn Lana!” He yelled. “Will you stop trying to rape me!”

“You seemed to enjoy it.” Smirked Lana, haughtily. His gaze followed hers, he had an erection, as his mind started to analyze it she came onto him again, rubbing her clothed sex against his, he reared back.

“Lana, stop!” He demanded she ignored him and ground against his hard cock. Her hand slipped between them as she unzipped his pants, caressing him through his boxers. “Lana, please stop!” He pleaded, not wanting to hurt her by tossing her off.

As she began to pull his dick from his pants as he saw Lex’s Ferrari pull into the driveway, “Lex!” He yelled at the top of his lungs.

Lana drew back, not realizing that Lex had pulled into the driveway. She looked at Clark with disgust in her eyes, thinking that he had cried out Lex’s name in pleasure. “You are a fag, aren’t you? You are a fucking fag!” She snarled in disgust.

Clark blinked in surprise and confusion; “I’m not…” he began then said, “Fucking anyone.” He pulled her hand away from his penis, “Don’t ever touch me again, Lana.” He warned, picking up his bags.

“Or what? You’re going to sic your precious little billionaire on me?” She spat, once again reaching for his cock, which he had now zipped away.

“Lana, you should know better than to insult me. I can close the Talon with a snap of my fingers, and I believe that Clark asked you politely to leave him alone.” Said Lex, who had walked up behind her while she was ranting.

Lana spun around, pasting an innocent look on her face, “Lex, I didn’t hear you come up.”

“I’m sure you didn’t, now go home.” Said Lex, coolly.

She smiled at him, before turning to Clark; “We’ll finish our discussion later.” She said, sweetly.

“No, Lana. It’s finished leave me alone.” Clark cried, exasperated.

The sweet look dropped from her face, Clark began to wonder if she was going to jump him again, right in front of Lex. But her mask slipped back into place, “We’ll see.” She giggled.

She smiled at them once more before going to her car and driving off, Clark collapsed on the ground, shaking.

Lex quickly knelt next to him, “Clark? Are you ok? What did she do to you?”

A tear slipped from the teen’s eye, “What’s wrong, Clark?” Questioned Lex, worried and concerned.

Clark rose quickly, “That stupid whore!” He yelled.

Lex blinked in surprise as he listened to Clark’s language and the quick attitude change, Clark’s glittering green eyes met his questioning blue-gray eyes.

Clark pointed to the floor; “She ruined your pie.” He sniffed.

Lex looked at the slightly crumbled pie, it looked fine to him but it was upside down, that was the only thing wrong, he suddenly started to laugh.

Clark glared at him, “What?”

“I…you…the pie! She nearly raped you and you are upset over a pie!” Exclaimed Lex still laughing.

“Well, My mom made that pie for you and Lana ruined it.” Said Clark, indignantly.

“It’s ok Clark, I’ll still eat it.” Lex smiled.

Clark beamed at him. “You will?” Lex nodded, “Ok. Let’s go before she comes back.”

Lex caught his arm as he started to walk away, “Are you sure you’re ok?”

“I’m fine.”

“Ok.” Lex said, relenting.

As they pulled into the castle’s driveway Clark noticed a stream that hadn’t been there before far out to the side of the castle. He turned to Lex, “When did you get a stream?”

“What?” Lex followed Clark’s gaze and saw what he was questioning about. “Oh, I got that put in about a week ago; it is a really nice view from my office.”

Lex saw the wheels in Clark’s head turning, “What?”

“Does it have fish in it?” Clark questioned.

Lex’s eyebrows furrowed, “Well, I suppose so; it is a branch off of the river.”

“Can we go fishing in it? Please Lex! Then we can swim if it’s deep enough.” Clark pleaded excitedly.

Lex smiled at his friend’s eager expression. “Sure, let’s go see if I have some poles, did you bring a swim-suit?”

“Of course, I’ve seen your pool Lex; it’s all heated and huge.” Clark replied, practically drooling.

Lex’s smile grew, “Ok, let’s go!”

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Lex lead the teen into his room, which was the only room, besides Lex’s office that looked lived in. There was a huge bed with a lavender duvet and black satin sheets, the dresser and end tables were mahogany. Books lay scattered on the desk and all over the surfaces of the room. The entertainment center had a big screen TV, a DVD player and a VCR. There was a huge walk in closet and a bathroom that was the size of Clark’s living room with a sunken whirlpool tub that was so large that it inspired Clark’s imagination.

“Cool room, Lex.” Complimented Clark.

Lex smirked, “Well, I would hope so. I live here, after all.”

Clark laughed. Lex pointed towards the bathroom; “You can change in there.”

Clark smiled at Lex, and then he headed to the bathroom, swimsuit in hand.

A few moments later Clark emerged in black swimming trunks. Lex’s breath caught, the boy looked absolutely edible.

Clark frowned, “Why aren’t you changed?”

“Oh, I don’t swim.” Explained Lex.

“What? But what about your pool?”

“I nearly drowned when I was nine, I haven’t swum since.”

Clark offered him an apologetic look, and then he continued, “Well, I’m sure you have a suit, so change and I will teach you.”

“You’ll what? No, Clark. I don’t want to learn.” Said Lex, stubbornly.

“Lex, you are going to learn to swim if I have to throw you in the river.”

“Clark, I don’t wish to be taught to swim at the place of my death.”

Clark stopped immediately, “I’m sorry.” He muttered, contrite.

“No, it’s ok. You can try to teach me, but in the pool, ok? We will go fishing first. You want to change again?”

Clark nodded; he went back into the bathroom and emerged in jeans and a red tank top, due to the Kansas heat outside. He looked at Lex who was clothed in dress slacks and a polo T-shirt.

Clark laughed, “Lex, put some jeans on.”

“Why?” Asked Lex.

“Because you in the wilderness is crazy enough, but you in dress clothes in the wilderness is absurd.” Clark explained, still laughing.

Huffing Lex snapped at Clark good-naturedly, “Shut-up, Farm-boy.”

Lex went into his closet, five minutes later he appeared dressed in tight, well-worn Levi’s.

Clark smiled, “I thought you had gotten lost, another minute and I would have sent out a search party.”

Then Clark actually looked at Lex. Lex’s pants hugged him intimately outlining his shapely legs, firm ass and the bulge in front of him. Clark cleared his throat, “Uh…let’s go fishing.”

Lex smiled as Enrique handed the two young men fishing poles, he hadn’t even approached the man but he had produced them anyway.

As Clark walked with him out towards the stream, Lex’s thoughts began to unwind. Clark had been acting, not strangely around him, but different and when Clark had noticed his apparel there had been hunger in his eyes. But Lex was not sure if Clark felt that way for him, so he decided to find a way to test his theory. A smile lit his face as the perfect thought came to his mind. He would simply cash in a favor...

Clark was wondering why he had reacted that way to Lex, but he didn’t feel gross or uncomfortable at the thought of liking or wanting Lex, it felt natural. He glanced at his best friend just in time to catch the smile that crossed his pale features.

“A penny for your thoughts?”

“A penny is over pricing them.” Lex stated, happily.

“Ok, a blue-chip stamp.”

Lex looked over at Clark who looked quite pleased with his reply.

“I was just thinking how nice it is to have you over.” *All to myself. *

Clark blushed at the compliment, “Yeah, I love sleep-overs but I haven’t had one in forever, so I guess a week full is catching up. Do you like them?”

“I couldn’t say. I’ve never had one, with boarding school and all.”

Clark gaped at Lex, “You’ve never had a sleep over!?” He exclaimed.

“Nope. Why, have I missed something important?”

“Yeah, only a part of growing up. Movies, truth or dare, twister…need I go on?” Sputtered Clark, scandalized.

“Well if it’s that important. You can teach me.” Lex stated, in a challenging voice.

“Ok. Sounds good.” Clark replied, taking the bait.

They lazed around the stream for a few long hours but no fish were there, or they simply did not want the bait. With happy spirits they headed back to the castle.

“Where do you want to eat Clark?”

“Oh, can we just stop by the Talon and get some coffee and eat Mom’s pie?”

“Sure, that sounds good.” As expected, the phone rang. Lex picked it up and smiled, “Hello, Tracy. Yes. No. Well, actually yes. Ok. In about an hour? Ok, see you then.”

Clark raised an eyebrow at Lex, “What’s going on?”

“Oh, I invited an old friend that’s in town to join us. You don’t mind, right?”

“Of course not, Lex. It’s fine.”

Lex smiled, hopefully by the time they were through at the Talon, Clark wouldn’t be fine with it.

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As they walked into the Talon a young woman with brown hair and blue eyes plastered herself against Lex.

“Alexander. How lovely it is to see you again, at last.” She purred in a throaty voice.

“It’s nice to see you to, Tracy. Oh, Clack, Tracy Mathis. Tracy, Clark Kent.”

“Nice to meet you.” They said at the same time.

Lex smiled as they sat, zoning out as they exchanged pleasantries.

Clark glared at the brunette bimbo as she practically sat on Lex, and Lex was gazing far off with a dreamy look on his face. The leggy girl looked like a pricey hooker with air for brains, *Hands off! He’s mine!* Snarled the voice in Clark’s mind as she whispered into Lex’s ear, her lips grazing the delicate shell.

“I can see why you cashed in your favor, Lex. He is quite a looker.” Tracy said softly.

Lex smiled down at her, brushing her long hair away from her ear he replied, “Yes and he is glaring daggers at you right this very moment.”

Tracy looked at Clark from under her lashes and giggled, “Whoa, Lex. If looks could kill, I would be six feet under. At least I know he’ll be able to hold his own against you.”

Clark watched the exchange, his expression growing stormier and stormier, he finally snapped as she kissed Lex’s cheek gently.

Lex’s eyes widened as Clark erupted from his seat.

“Don’t touch him!” Clark growled at Tracy.

Tracy smiled at Clark, sincerely. “I was just on my way out. Good luck, Lex.”

Clark watched as she left with grace and elegance. His glare swung to Lex who was sitting in his chair casually.

“What was all that about, Clark?”

As an answer, he got a face full of pie. With a laugh he wiped the pie off his face and flung it at Clark, who ducked but not quickly enough and got it all over his face and hair.

Lex laughed and quieted as Lana walked up, “What’s going on?”

“Nothing, I just needed a bit of help with my food, that’s all.” Clark said with a smile.

Lex frowned as Lana leaned towards Clark, “I could help you with your problem.”

Clark’s smile widened, “That’s ok, Lana. I’ve got it.”

Lana captured Clark’s apple pie covered lips, “Lana, he said no.” Growled Lex, darkly.

Clark pulled away even as her lips touched his, then he looked at Lex. “Let’s go.”

Lex nodded stiffly, dropping a fifty on the table.

Angrily he stormed out of the coffee shop dramatically, Clark trailing after him.

Lana sighed as she watched the Porsche speed off, then she sighted Whitney’s number on the counter where she had left it. She dialed slowly, “Whitney? Hey, it’s Lana; look…I’m sorry. Yes…ok. Bye.” Clark would come to her now that she was with Whitney again, she was sure of that.

As they pulled into the castle’s driveway Lex cursed, “Fuck!”

“What’s wrong?” Asked Clark, startled.

“I’m sticky as hell and pissed off.” Snarled Lex as they walked up to his room.

“Oh well, I am the guest and I am showering first, so you will have to wait.” Clark announced, remembering the little incident with Tracy that had pissed him off.

“Go find another bathroom, Clark. This ones mine.” Snapped Lex.

“No.” Clark spat as they walked into the huge bathroom and Lex turned on the faucet to the tub.

“No?” Lex asked with an eyebrow raised. He shrugged, he started undoing his button up shirt, knowing that Clark would blush, become shy and retreat to another bathroom.

Clark realized what Lex was doing and decided to play along, his self-consciousness be damned. He stripped off his tank top as Lex discarded his black shirt. They both gazed at each other unabashedly. Clark’s hands went to his pants, stripping out of them as Lex watched; he stood in his boxers as Lex stripped off his own pants. They both gazed, taking in their fill. Lex in black silk boxers that set his white skin off and his lean hard frame and Clark in his navy blue cotton boxers that complimented his caramel skin and tight, compact muscles. At the same time they took their last pieces of clothing off. Leaving them to stand naked in front of the other, by this time, Clark’s boldness had faded and he quickly maneuvered himself into the vast tub. Lex quickly followed, they sat as far from each other as possible. They quickly washed themselves in silence, and then they got out of the tub. As they stood nude, they realized that they were very close to each other; they both began to lean forward when there was a knock at the door.

They both jumped, “Master Lex?” A voice called, “I have set up the twister game in your room as you asked.”

“Thank you, Enrique.” Lex called, wrapping a towel around his waist as Clark did the same.

All at once Clark’s boldness came back with a vengeance. His eyes twinkled mischievously as he saw the twister game and a barely covered Lex.

“Hey Lex?” He questioned, huskily.

Lex gulped at the sound of Clark’s voice, the wanton quality making his libido spring to life, “Yes, Clark?”

“Have you ever played Strip Twister?”

“Have I ever what?”

“Played Strip Twister?”

“No, I can not say that I have.”

“Can we play?”

Lex swallowed heavily, and then condemned himself to a case of blue balls. “Sure.”

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Clark smiled at Lex's forlorne expression.

"Clark....This is impossible." Whined Lex from his position on the floor.

"Come on Lex, stop whining. Right foot blue." Clark chuckled from his own absurd position.

"Clark, If I do that, I am going to end up on top of you," Lex growled, not wanting to sexually harass the boy but coming pretty close to it. As he saw Clark's smirk he let go. *Fuck It.* His mind spat. He placed his right foot on the blue circle and as expected, he landed on top of Clark.

Clark stilled as Lex's erection made contact through his boxers, Lex having lost his clothes early in the game. Lex locked his silver-blue gaze with Clark's green one; his eyes darted to Clark's full lips as he licked them. With a groan, Lex leaned down and captured Clark's mouth with his own. Soft, warm lips against his cool ones, Lex moaned and pressed harder against Clark.

Clark whimpered as a flick of Lex's tongue against his lips sent a surge of arousal throughout his body, he opened his mouth to allow Lex's tongue admittance. Lex's tongue searched his mouth slowly and gently, probing the wet depths for hidden treasures and secrets.

Lex sighed happily leisurely kissing the raven-haired teen beneath him. As he drew his tongue back, he sucked on Clark's tongue, encouraging Clark to do his own exploring. Lex moaned loudly as Clark gently swept his tongue around Lex's mouth, tasting him and savoring the newly found flavor.

Finally Clark pulled back, allowing Lex to breathe. Lex starred at him with huge, shocked eyes. Clark merely smiled and stretched beneath him, grinning wider as Lex whimpered at the shift of pressure against his hard cock.

"Take me to bed." Clark breathed in Lex's ear. Abruptly, Lex wrenched away.

Clark looked at him with confused, hurt eyes. "What? Don't you want me?"

"Clark....this is not a good idea."

"But it feels right, Lex."

"Clark, you are sixteen, you don't know what you want." Lex said, attempting to get himself out of this.

"I do know what I want. I want you. Why else would I push away Lana? I am gay Lex.

You are not corrupting me."

"Clark, I am not going to rape a sixteen year old virgin, ok?"

"Why? You've probably done it before. And it's not rape!" Hissed Clark, growing angry.

"It is rape, Clark, something I could go to jail for."

"Oh please, Lex. Spare me. I am over the age of consent and we can keep it quiet."

"No!" Lex yelled, starting to despair.

"Why?!" Yelled Clark in return.

"Because everything I love dies! Because I don't want to lose you! And because I don't deserve you. You have so many people to save. So much life to live, and once I have you, once your mine; I won't let you go Clark. Even if it destroys us both..." Lex trailed off, horrified that he had lost his control.

Clark starred at Lex, watching the confident man turn into a man of despair and grief, "Lex. I won't leave you. You do deserve me; you have changed so much since I met you. I can live my life with you; I don't want you to let me go. I want you to take me; I want to be yours and I want you to be mine, Lex. I love you and I know that you love me."

"I don't know how to love." Stated Lex, trying not to give into the hope that Clark's words had inspired.

"Then I will teach you." Clark said before picking him up and carrying to the bed. Gently laying him down, Clark looked Lex in the eye. "Lex, please. Love me."

Lex broke, tugging Clark down on top of him; he kissed him with pent-up passion that was still gentle. Lex tore at Clark’s boxers frantically, freeing them of the unwanted cover. When Clark moaned deep within his chest Lex lost control, flipping the teen over onto his back. Clark smiled, not at all afraid of the dark look in his best-friend and soon-to-be lover's eyes. Lex's stormy expression faded as he saw that Clark was not frightened at his loss of control, Lex kissed his lips softly then trailed soft kissed down his neck, sucked briefly at the pulse-point, nipped at his collar bone and licked his way to the teen’s dark nipples. Lex sucked and licked them, enjoying the way that Clark squirmed underneath him, with an experimental move, Lex bit into one sensitive bud, Clark bucked up hard against him, letting loose a loud moan.

Lex chuckled at the response, biting a little harder the second time, soaking up the teens reaction then resuming his exploration further down, pausing only to dip his tongue into Clark's belly-button, again enjoying Clark's squirming. Growing tired of fooling around, Lex seized Clark's large manhood in his mouth, immediately swallowing him down, ignoring Clark's cry; Lex worked his muscles around Clark. Abruptly, with a thrust and a cry Clark came, flooding Lex's mouth and throat with his seed. Lex pulled back slightly catching some on his tongue so he could taste Clark, the teen's seed tasted salty and sweet, an interesting mixture that Lex immediately was addicted to.

Gently, Clark tugged Lex up and stole his mouth in a hot, fiery kiss that left them both panting. Clark, through tasting himself on his lover’s tongue, flipped Lex over with barely controlled speed. He traced the veins down Lex’s neck with his tongue. Loving the feel of Lex’s squirming body under his larger frame. He sucked at Lex’s neck, pleased at the

red-purple mark left in his wake. He nipped very gently at Lex’s collar bone, encouraged at the bald man’s gasp he quickly latched onto the light pink nipples that presented themselves to him with pride. As Le writhed and moaned, Clark steered straight to Lex’s penis, starring in awe of the naked flesh that was colored a deep red and weeping at the tip.

“Geez, Lex. You’re beautiful.” Clark breathed, and then became intrigued with the way the hard dick in front of him bobbed slightly in response to the cold air that Clark had released over the sensitive head. Lex moaned above him and Clark decided to take pity on him.

Clark licked the shaft carefully, watching Lex’s reaction. When Lex grabbed a fistful of Clark’s hair and jerked it roughly, Clark smiled, engulfing the shaft into his hot, wet mouth, suckling experimentally. Lex began to fuck Clark’s mouth softly and Clark’s head reeled, quickly he swallowed Lex into his throat, the way Lex had done to him. Clark relaxed his throat and encouraged Lex to pick up his speed, by holding the older man’s hips tightly and rocking up and down onto the cock in his mouth. Without warning Lex came with a cry of Clark’s name and a shudder that encased his full body, Clark pulled back slightly to taste Lex’s cum; he wasn’t disappointed as he was greeted with a hot, musky and slightly bitter flavor that he fell in love with at once.

With his hand still entwined in Clark’s hair, Lex yanked the teen up roughly, by his raven locks. He took Clark’s mouth harshly, fucking the boy’s mouth with his tongue. Lex flipped them over and knelt in the open area between Clark’s spread legs. Lex took a hold of the muscular thighs and pried them wider apart, immediately sticking his head in the crevice he made. With uncanny aim, Lex speared Clark with his tongue while his eyes were fixed on the younger boy’s face. Clark’s eyes widened then slammed shut at the intense pleasure and slight stretching feeling that came from his ass; he looked down and locked his gaze with his lover’s. After a few moments, Clark started whimpering.

“Please…please, Lex.” Murmured Clark, helplessly.

Lex arched an eyebrow and pulled away, “Please what?” He asked before resuming his task.

“Please!” Clark yelled, “You know what I want.”

“Tell me.” Demanded Lex, pulling away altogether.

Clark nearly screamed in frustration, “Fuck me, dammit! Fuck me!!”

“Well, if you insist.” Lex chuckled, before leaning over to the end table and grabbing a bottle of lube and a condom.

“No, No condom, don’t need it. I want to feel you.” Clark moaned as Lex nodded and began to stretch Clark with two fingers, then three before pulling away.

Clark cried out and Lex shushed him, “Are you ready, Clark?”

“Please, Love me!”

“Always.” Lex replied before lunging deep into Clark’s waiting opening. Lights and colors burst behind their eyelids, the breath stolen away from them at the new sensation.

“Oh god, Lex! Harder, Faster, Please!” Whined Clark as Lex gathered his thoughts.

Lex knew that they would not last long as Clark wrapped his long, corded thighs around his waist and started to move against him carefully. With a snarl, Lex began to plunge into the younger boy harshly, increasing speed as the younger boy demanded.

Suddenly Clark still, and with a scream that echoed off the walls, he came, bringing Lex after him. Lex collapsed on top of Clark, fully spent and sated. They both lay panting and listening to their racing heartbeats.

After a few minutes of cuddling, Clark moved them under the covers and huddled up to Lex, trying to burrow into the older man’s neck, but settling with resting his head on Lex’s chest.

Clark sighed contentedly and Lex’s heart tightened with love and adoration, “I love you, Clark.” He whispered.

“I love you too, Lex.” Clark returned as they both drifted off into sleep to dream of each other.

THE END!!