Rating: NC-17
Warnings: PWP, Kink (fisting), futurefic
Disclaimer: Not owned by me. No infringement intended. No money made
Summary: Clark has serious reservations about indulging in an intriguing new sexual experience.
Archive: Please ask first.
Challenge: This is the Kink challenge.
Authors Notes: Part of the Clex Fest challenge at http://www.kardasi.com/Lexclusive/ClexFest. Please note: at the time of this story Clark is a senior in Metropolis College and he and Lex have been a couple for several years. And a very special thanks goes out to the most wonderful of betas, MeLi, who has always been there for me. *hugs*
CONSENSUAL
Clark sat staring hungrily at the computer screen. His entire body was taut and his erection was so hard it ached.
While awaiting the return of his lover from a board meeting that had run over, Clark had availed himself of Lex’s state of the art computer setup and had been surfing the Net when he’d stumbled over a ‘fisting’ site.
At first glance, Clark had been aghast at the idea of anyone doing that to another person, but as he had continued through the site he’d been strangely drawn to the idea of the total intimacy of the act.
Clark pictured Lex spread out on the black silk sheets of their bed, awaiting the intimate exploration of Clark’s fingers. The fingers would be added slowly, one at a time, until Clark was able to get all his fingers including his thumb inside, opening his lover like a exotic flower.
Clark had gotten rock hard in a matter of minutes with that vision of Lex fixed in his brain. Clark unzipped himself and took out his cock, trying to relieve some of the built up pressure. He started to slowly masturbate with his eyes closed imagining Lex babbling and crying out to Clark for more…
Lex had entered the penthouse quietly and had found a dazed Clark in the den, hand covered in come, staring longingly at the computer screen.
“Started all by your lonesome?” Lex smirked as he came up behind Clark.
Clark jumped, blushing, standing up hurriedly and trying to erase the evidence of his self-exploratory episode.
“No, don’t,” ordered Lex. “You look fucking hot like that,” his hand covering Clark’s stopped his fumbling attempt to straighten up, not allowing him to tuck his cock away.
“Leave it like that,” he said as he picked up Clark’s cream covered hand and began to lick away the evidence of Clark’s self-pleasuring break.
Lex glanced over at the computer screen and saw that Clark was exploring some of his kinky side. He beamed proudly at Clark as he continued to clean fastidiously Clark’s dripping hand; it had taken months for Lex to persuade Clark to open himself to new experiences and it was now finally paying off.
“Would you like to do that with me?” Lex said, moving on from his hand and licking his way up Clark’s neck.
“What?” said a distracted Clark. Lex knew his neck was a huge erogenous zone for Clark.
“Would you like to put your fingers and then your fist up my ass?” Lex said in silky tones as his hands wandered over Clark’s anatomy.
“ What? No!” Clark said. “I just happened to see this and I was just curious…” said Clark, mumbling a bit as he moved to finally zip up his jeans.
Lex stroked his lover’s soft hair and spoke in a soothing tone.
“Curious is good. Fisting can be good too, Clark. I’d love to have you do it to me sometime,” Lex purred.
Clark turned away and shrugged.
“No, Lex. It’s too dangerous and I might hurt you. I never want to get involved with anything that would do that,” Clark said in his no nonsense voice.
Lex shrugged his shoulders irritably. This was going to take a while.
“We’ll talk,” said Lex as he started to take off his business suit before heading for their bedroom.
Clark quickly erased the history files and shut down the computer. He wasn’t going back to that site again. It was all a big mistake and Clark knew it. He knew Lex would give him anything he wanted---even if it involved pain.
“I’ll take a quick shower and then join you for a glass of wine in the living room,” Lex called out over his shoulder.
Clark, embarrassed, concentrated on going into the kitchen to find the cold dinner left by Lex’s cook as well as a nice bottle of wine for Lex. Clark grabbed his usual soda from the back of the refrigerator. Even though he was now old enough to drink, Clark still had little taste for it. Soda was fine by him.
As Clark rummaged around finding the utensils and glassware, he worried about his attraction to the kinkier side of sex. It seemed to be getting worse instead of better. Last month it had been the anal beads and nipple clamps and now… this. It had to end. It couldn’t be normal
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Later~
“You know, Clark, there’s nothing wrong with it,” Lex insisted gently.
Clark tightened his arm around Lex as they sat together on Lex’s sofa, situated just in front of the fireplace. Just another Friday night spent in the lap of luxury---otherwise known as Lex’s Metropolis penthouse.
Attending Metropolis University during the week, Clark would spend his weekdays at the dormitory, but on the weekends Clark moved into the penthouse to spend time with his lover.
“Lex, I wasn’t serious. I was just surfing the Net---you know how it is,” said Clark blushing furiously.
“Look at me, Clark,” Lex said calmly, putting his wine glass down on the coffee table.
Clark squirmed on the sofa but looked at Lex.
“Clark, we’re a couple involved in a monogamous relationship. What we do together in the bedroom is our business and only our business,” Lex said seriously.
Clark flushed.
“I know that, Lex, I really enjoy it too but…”
“But what, Clark?” Lex probed.
“I can’t help thinking that you’re doing all this just for me,” Clark said in a rush.
“Doing it for you? Well, yes, in a way it is, Clark. You’re my lover and I want you to be happy, but why would you think I’m not enjoying it too?” said Lex with a wicked smirk.
Clark’s eyes skittered away from Lex’s.
“Clark,” said Lex in a shaken voice. “Is that what you think?” he whispered, pulling his young lover into his arms.
“That I’m not enjoying this as much as you? That I’m somehow ‘putting up’ with it for your sake?” Lex whispered.
The guilty look on Clark’s face was enough to enrage Lex.
Lex slammed his fist into the back of the sofa.
“Clark, damnit! I thought you trusted me,” Lex said in an angry tone.
Clark’s head whipped around.
“Lex! Of course I do. I trusted you with all my secrets about being an alien and all…” Clark said in a placating voice.
“But you won’t trust that I’ll tell you the truth? That’s what our relationship is supposed to be about… remember? No more secrets,” said Lex, calming down a little while taking a deep cleansing breath.
Lex leaned forward and grabbed Clark’s head between his hands ruffling his hair.
“Clark Jerome Kent, I love you enough to tell you the truth. Believe that,” Lex said and then dove in for a greedy kiss.
Several minutes later, Clark pulled back breathlessly.
“Okay,” Clark said with a goofy smile pasted on his face.
Lex adjusted himself through his jeans and sat back.
“Now, did the fisting interest you? Would you like to try it? Because I would…very much,” said Lex with a smirk.
Clark’s hands automatically started to stroke Lex’s leg and thigh almost unconsciously as he spoke.
“Yes,” said Clark. “But I’m not sure what to do and I don’t want to do anything wrong…I could hurt you,” he said.
“Well, as it happens I do have some experience in that area,” Lex drawled, watching an avid interest suddenly appear on Clark’s face.
“Maybe I should be first, Lex, you can’t hurt me,” Clark said hurriedly.
Lex started to purr as Clark’s hand started to stroke his inner thigh area.
“Oh no, farmboy. I’m going to be first. I’ll teach you as you go along…” and saying that he stood up and started to drag Clark towards their bedroom.
“Wait,” Clark stuttered. “Aren’t we going to need stuff? And the instructions? I can download it from the site,” Clark started to babble.
Lex grinned and tugged Clark harder.
“All you need Clark is your very personal instructor and lots of lube,” Lex leered.
A great rush of excitement ran through Clark.
“Well then, what are we waiting for?” Clark said.
Clark grabbed Lex and threw him over his shoulder. In the time it took Lex to draw a breath he found himself in the bedroom, stripped of his clothing and dropped on to their king-sized bed
By the time Lex’s body had finished bouncing, Clark already had himself completely naked and several tubes of lube out on to the bed.
Lex grinned. This is how he liked his farmboy---in command and aroused. He lay back and spread his legs in invitation.
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“Are you sure I’m using enough lube?” Clark asked, having used up one tube already.
“Love, if you had anymore on me I’d be sliding off of the bed,” Lex grunted. “And no, you’re not hurting me,” he continued reading Clark’s mind.
Clark already had three fingers in his lover, the most he’d ever done up until now. He slowly added the fourth finger, pressing into Lex. He felt an initial tightening, and then Lex breathed out, the tightness easing around his fingers.
“How is it?” Clark said hoarsely, hoping Lex was doing all right. This was the hottest thing he’d ever done with Lex and his own cock was thrumming with need.
“All right. Just wriggle your fingers---gently,” Lex ordered.
Clark followed the directions carefully as he opened up his partner. Clark brushed against Lex’s prostate gland and his lover bucked and gasped.
“Yes, so good,” Lex said with a shaking voice.
Clark could feel the sweat beading on his brow and running down his face---the air was thick with a type of tension that sex between them had never had. The total trust between them to allow this kind of intimacy was mind blowing.
Working his fingers slowly inside his lover, Clark stroked Lex’s shaking thighs with his free hand. Clark slowly, agonizingly, introduced all five fingers into Lex’s now loosened anus.
Lex closed his eyes and grimaced. Clark stopped.
“All right now---go on,” Lex said biting his lip.
Clark watched in fascination as his hand disappeared into Lex’s ass---it was mesmerizing and the hottest thing he’d ever seen or imagined.
“Yes, yes…” Lex ground out closing his eyes tightly. Clark leaned forward carefully and kissed and nibbled at Lex’s mouth.
Clark’s erection was leaking and twitching with each beat of his heart against Lex’s leg, leaving a trail of pre-come along Lex’s thigh.
Clark slowly made a fist inside of his lover, watching Lex’s face carefully for any signs of discomfort. Lex bit his lower lip and moaned loudly and longingly.
“So good, Clark, you have no idea how wonderful it feels,” Lex moaned.
“How, Lex? How does it feel?” Clark demanded.
“Full, so full, love,” Lex grated out.
Clark wished he could take pictures of Lex spread eagled on their bed, moaning and twisting with Clark’s fist in him.
“More, love,” Lex demanded.
Clark shook with nerves.
“Can’t,” said Clark. “Too much for you,” he said, kissing and licking Lex’s neck.
“Not enough,” Lex whimpered.
Clark pushed his hand further in and saw his arm start to disappear. Clark reached for Lex’s cock and began stroking the half-hard member.
Clark began to stroke his partner in time with his own heartbeat.
Lex whimpered and moaned as Clark, in minutes, brought him from soft to fully erect.
Clark looked directly into his lover’s eyes and saw passion and trust there….it was almost too much for him to bear.
Clark gently twisted his arm inside Lex and started to pull more powerfully on Lex’s cock with his free hand.
Clark not only wanted to see Lex come---he wanted to feel him clutching and spasming around his arm.
Lex’s senses went into overload and he screamed hoarsely, arching his back as pulses of come came out in spurts.
Clark could feel the strong inner muscles spasm and pull on his arm as Lex came to climax. He gently stroked Lex’s cock, pulling that last bits of come out of him.
Lex collapsed weakly back on the bed.
“Grrmmph,” said Lex.
Clark gave Lex a few minutes to come back to himself before trying to disengage from his lover’s body. Slowly, Clark started to pull his arm back out of Lex, being careful not to rush.
Lex grunted slightly with pain as Clark finally pulled that last of his hand out of his anus.
“That was…” croaked Lex.
“I know,” said Clark, kissing Lex gently.
Lex looked down at Clark’s still rock hard erection.
“But you didn’t…” he began unhappily.
Clark hopped out of bed, leering at his lover.
“I’m going to clean up. Then you can return the favor when you’ve recovered,” he said with a look of mischief.
Lex relaxed against the sheets. He really ought to clean himself up but he felt just too damn good to move. It had been everything he’d expected and more. So much more because he’d shared it with the man he loved.
Lex curled into a semi-fetal position. He’d just take a nap while he waited for Clark to come back from the bathroom.
Ten minutes later Clark returned to the bedroom, his erection bobbing as he walked, to find his lover sound asleep on the bed. Clark looked down at the painfully purple head of his erection and sighed. Well, it wasn’t the first time he’d been forced to masturbate in his life.
Clark crawled into bed beside Lex and then grabbed some tissues from the nightstand. He yelped as he felt a hand grab his cock none too gently.
“And what were you planning to do with that? I do believe that’s mine,” said Lex, cracking an eye open.
Clark grinned and happily wriggled towards his lover.
“You’re awake,” Clark said.
“Alive and well,” said Lex as he dove under the covers.
The End.