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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Smallville
  Relationship:
      Clark_Kent/Lex_Luthor
  Additional Tags:
      First_Time, Kinks, Porn_Battle
  Collections:
      Porn_Battle_XI_(Eleven_Days_of_Porn)
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-01-30 Words: 1508
****** List ******
by twinsarein
Summary
     Lex finds a list that Clark has been working on.
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Coming into Lex’s study at the mansion, Clark trips over his own feet at the
sight that greets him. Instead of seeing his friend’s quirked eyebrow and
slight smile when he walks in, he sees a tight, upturned ass as Lex bends over,
obviously looking for something.
The backpack he’d just been swinging off his shoulder goes flying, and
everything comes sliding out of the loosely closed top. Clark figures he’s
entitled. It’s a very nice ass, and it’s been featuring in more and more of his
fantasies, lately.
Stammering out an apology, Clark starts picking up his scattered belongings.
Although, they didn’t really scatter, they did just kind of slide right out, so
they are lined up from his bag to about fifteen feet away. Just shy of where
Lex had been bent over.
Although, looking up from his gathering, Clark notices that Lex isn’t bent over
anymore. Instead he’s standing rigidly upright, holding a sheaf of papers in
his hands. “Lex, are you alright? Is there something I can help with?”
There is no answer, and Clark is just about to walk closer, maybe shake a
shoulder, when he looks down and sees just how close everything had slid to his
friend, and the notebook that was on top.
A notebook that had been stuffed with a sheaf of papers, just before he’d left
the public library to come to the mansion. Swallowing hard, Clark looks up at
Lex again, to see that Lex has finally stopped staring at the papers in his
hand.
Instead, he’s staring at Clark. With eyes that burned, even without heat
vision. Clark shifts where he stands, cock hardening in his pants at the
intensity being directed at him. “What is this, Clark?”
The growl in Lex’s voice as he shakes the papers at Clark, makes Clark shiver
in arousal. For a split second, Clark thinks about lying, but decides he
doesn’t want to. He’s been wondering and wanting for months, probably longer
and he’d just been too naive to realize, and he wants the wondering, at least,
to be over with. “It’s a list of...kinks I printed off.”
Lex stalks a few paces closer, and Clark feels his pants getting even tighter.
“I assume the ones crossed off are ones you aren’t interested in, and the ones
with stars...”
Breath hitching at the way Lex’s voice has lowered, Clark doesn’t even realize,
at first, that Lex is waiting for him to finish his statement. When he does, he
has to swallow first to moisten a suddenly dry throat. “They’re the ones I want
to...to try the most.”
At this point, Lex has started prowling closer again, raking his gaze up and
down Clark’s body as he does so. His eyes linger here and there, and every spot
he stops on, Clark can feel tingling or tightening. His mouth, nipples, belly,
hands, cock, and legs, all get special attention, and Clark’s entire body feels
sensitized by the time Lex’s gaze reaches Clark’s face again. “How do you know
they are the ones you want to try more than the others?”
So far, Clark has avoided blushing, but now he can’t stop it. Red colors his
cheeks, and sweeps down his neck. He doesn’t even consider not answering,
though. “They’re the ones that made...made me stop reading and...and
fantasizing about doing them or having them done to me.”
“How many times did you come as you went through this list?”
Lex’s voice is weaving a spell around him. Every word he utters is making Clark
harder and harder as the husky tone twines through him, making him shiver and
tremble without a single touch. “I...I don’t know. So many, Lex.”
“I see you’ve marked off every single one that has something to do with ass
play - fingering, biting, rimming, plugs, spanking... Do you want to be
spanked, Clark?”
With his invulnerability, Clark doesn’t think that’s something he’d enjoy
having done to him, at all. “No. No, I want to...want to...” Clark breaks off
with a small moan as he starts to think of Lex turned over his knees, bare ass
up, silently begging for more by pushing closer as Clark turned each cheek red.
Thoughts totally on the fantasy, Clark doesn’t even notice when his hand moves
to his groin to press against his throbbing cock. Only a sharp command to stop
from Lex penetrates, and startles Clark into dropping his hand back to his
side. “No touching, Clark. Not right now. You can untuck your shirts for me,
though.”
Clark doesn’t even question the request, just starts pulling both shirts from
jeans. He shivers as the cool air of the room works under the fabric and
caresses his overheated skin. He shivers again, and moans, when the loosened
fabric rubs against his nipples that have hardened to little points.
“Sensitive? Have your nipples gotten hard for me?”
Too aroused to be embarrassed anymore, Clark simply nods. His lust-glazed eyes
aren’t seeing much, but he senses Lex moving behind him. Just the thought of it
is enough to have things low down in Clark’s body tingling, curling. He feels
like he’s going to explode if something doesn’t happen soon.
“Bend over and take off your boots.”
A deep, shuddering breath, head thrown back to get as much air into his lungs
as possible, is the only thing that keeps Clark from coming at the thought of
bending over while Lex is standing right behind him.
After he gets some kind of control over himself, Clark bends at the waist, and
fumbles at the ties of his boots. He can feel the line of warmth behind him
that tells him Lex hasn’t moved. If Clark leans back just a little... Instead,
he straightens as soon as he’s finished.
Lex moves even closer, a deep breath and they’ll be touching, and leans over
Clark’s shoulder, his breath heating up the side of Clark’s neck, his voice
caressing every nerve ending in Clark’s ear. “If you were naked right now,
would you spread yourself open for me? Give me plenty of room to lick my way
inside, loosening you for my fingers, getting you wet enough to take my cock?
Would you bend over as easily as you just did, and brace your hands on the
floor so I could fuck into you as hard as I wanted? Would you--”
Lex’s words don't weave through him as they had before. Instead, they punch
through, breaking the last of his resistance. Stiffening, Clark tries to hold
off, but he’s gone. As his balls draw up, his knees give out, taking him to the
floor. His entire body shivers, and he can’t bite back his loud moans as he
releases pulse after pulse into his pants.
Slumping forward, he’s surprised when strong arms slip under his arms and pull
him back. He leans his back against Lex’s chest, and lets his head fall back to
one of Lex's shoulders. “Lex, I...I...”
“I hope you aren’t about to apologize, Clark. That kind of honest desire should
never be apologized for. Besides, I just helped you knock three kinks off your
list.”
Clark is still having trouble getting his mind to work again. “Three...”
Lex’s arms tighten around him, and Clark can feel the hard length of Lex’s cock
against his leg. “Mmmhmm. Coming untouched, for one. I’d love to go through the
list with you, item by item, and see if there were any others I could help
with.”
Another weak pulse goes through Clark’s cock at the thought. “You...you’re the
only one I...” Clark trails off, unsure about admitting that Lex has been the
only one he’s thought of in that way for a long time.
“Don’t worry, Clark. You aren’t alone.”
Turning his head as far as he can, Clark looks behind him in surprise. “How did
you know?”
Holding up the papers he hadn’t ever let go of, now quite crumpled and slightly
sweat stained, Lex nods at the doodles on them. “I admit the double-L’s on them
threw me momentarily, but when I noticed that you’d crossed off every kink that
had solely to do with women, I clued in.”
Another blush stains Clark’s cheeks, and he ducks his head in embarrassment.
Lex doesn’t let him get away with it, though. He puts a hand on Clark’s chin,
tipping his face back up, and nuzzles against Clark’s cheek. “Don’t. I’ll never
be sorry I got a chance to see that list. Now, would you like to see how many
more of your starred items we can explore today?”
Shifting as his cock valiantly tries to rise to the occasion again, Clark
stands abruptly, and then holds a hand out to a startled Lex. “I have been
wanting to learn to deep-throat. Could you help me with that one?”
It’s Lex’s turn to go rigid, straining for control. Then, he’s grabbing Clark’s
hand and dragging him out of the study heading in the direction of his bedroom.
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