One minute everything was normal. Lex was helping him with a problem, in this case getting dressed in fancier clothes than Clark was used to, and Clark was listening with rapt attention to everything Lex was saying.
Then, for no reason that Clark could figure out, everything changed.
Clark’s body froze, and Lex’s voice faded to the background, as Clark became suddenly conscious of how Lex’s hands felt on his body. Even through the cloth of the dress shirt and tie Lex was helping him with.
Heat, unfamiliar only in its intensity, flashed through his body, hardening him in seconds. Every brush of Lex’s knuckles against Clark’s upper chest felt like a full caress in more intimate places.
As Lex’s hands continued to move, Clark couldn’t suppress the shudder when the sleeve of Lex’s suit jacket brushed close to a nipple. When Lex’s hands suddenly stopped moving, Clark swayed forward a little, but otherwise didn’t move.
“Clark?”
At the sound of Lex’s voice, Clark’s vision zeroed in on his friend’s mouth. He traced each lip with his gaze, lingering on the small scar he suddenly noticed on Lex’s upper lip. He doesn’t know how he ever missed the small mar before. Now he wants to...
The feel of Lex’s hands flattening against his chest derailed Clark’s train of thought, and he heard a small whimper, that he distantly realized came from his own mouth, when Lex’s palms pressed just over his nipples. Not sure of his coordination, he shifted just slightly into the touch.
“Jesus, Clark, do you have any idea what you’re inviting?” As Clark just stood there, little tremors working their way through his body, Lex shook his head. “You don’t, do you?”
Lex’s voice sounded deeper and huskier than usual, and Clark’s lips parted on a little gasp at hearing it. Dazedly, he shook his head in response to Lex’s question, although it was more a reflection of Lex’s motion, than an answer.
“If you were a girl, I’d say you were begging to be ravished - with your cheeks flushed and eyes dilated with desire, your lips parted and wet, letting the most delicious noises escape, your chest heaving under my hands, your body visibly trembling, your erection so hard its visible through your trousers...”
As Lex mentioned each one, Clark became aware of them, and it made them all worse until he swayed forward again.”
“...body moving into mine. But you aren’t a girl, so it isn’t ravishment you’re begging for Clark. Your whole body is asking me to fuck you.”
At those words, heat flashed through Clark again, his ass clenched, and he felt his cock surge. His underwear suddenly felt wet. Hands flexing at his sides, Clark looked down at himself, and moaned at the sight of his erection pushing against the material of his dress pants. A large, damp circle spreading out from the area of his cock head. The visual evidence of his arousal made the feeling even more intense.
Everything Changes 1/2
Then, for no reason that Clark could figure out, everything changed.
Clark’s body froze, and Lex’s voice faded to the background, as Clark became suddenly conscious of how Lex’s hands felt on his body. Even through the cloth of the dress shirt and tie Lex was helping him with.
Heat, unfamiliar only in its intensity, flashed through his body, hardening him in seconds. Every brush of Lex’s knuckles against Clark’s upper chest felt like a full caress in more intimate places.
As Lex’s hands continued to move, Clark couldn’t suppress the shudder when the sleeve of Lex’s suit jacket brushed close to a nipple. When Lex’s hands suddenly stopped moving, Clark swayed forward a little, but otherwise didn’t move.
“Clark?”
At the sound of Lex’s voice, Clark’s vision zeroed in on his friend’s mouth. He traced each lip with his gaze, lingering on the small scar he suddenly noticed on Lex’s upper lip. He doesn’t know how he ever missed the small mar before. Now he wants to...
The feel of Lex’s hands flattening against his chest derailed Clark’s train of thought, and he heard a small whimper, that he distantly realized came from his own mouth, when Lex’s palms pressed just over his nipples. Not sure of his coordination, he shifted just slightly into the touch.
“Jesus, Clark, do you have any idea what you’re inviting?” As Clark just stood there, little tremors working their way through his body, Lex shook his head. “You don’t, do you?”
Lex’s voice sounded deeper and huskier than usual, and Clark’s lips parted on a little gasp at hearing it. Dazedly, he shook his head in response to Lex’s question, although it was more a reflection of Lex’s motion, than an answer.
“If you were a girl, I’d say you were begging to be ravished - with your cheeks flushed and eyes dilated with desire, your lips parted and wet, letting the most delicious noises escape, your chest heaving under my hands, your body visibly trembling, your erection so hard its visible through your trousers...”
As Lex mentioned each one, Clark became aware of them, and it made them all worse until he swayed forward again.”
“...body moving into mine. But you aren’t a girl, so it isn’t ravishment you’re begging for Clark. Your whole body is asking me to fuck you.”
At those words, heat flashed through Clark again, his ass clenched, and he felt his cock surge. His underwear suddenly felt wet. Hands flexing at his sides, Clark looked down at himself, and moaned at the sight of his erection pushing against the material of his dress pants. A large, damp circle spreading out from the area of his cock head. The visual evidence of his arousal made the feeling even more intense.