A louder whimper escaped when Clark heard the whispered command, but there was no hesitation in him as he reached for his pants. He had no coordination, though, and he made a sound of frustration.
Clark could see a pleased smirk tilt Lex’s lips up, and he felt Lex’s hands start to slide down his chest, but Clark was too impatient to wait for any help. Instead, his hands twitch, and the material of his dress pants tear apart as if it was made of nothing stronger than wet tissue paper.
Another tug does the same to his boxers, and Clark moans as the open air hits his overheated skin. Looking down, Clark saw his cock standing straight out between his thighs. One vein that ran the length was more prominent than he’d ever seen it, and the tip was shiny with moisture.
Clark blinked as Lex’s face is suddenly on the same level as his throbbing erection. Watching Lex lick his lips, look upwards, and then open his mouth had Clark’s balls tightening up to almost painful levels.
“Are you going to come before I get my mouth on you, Clark? Are you going to cover my face?”
The two questions caused Clark some confusion, because he wanted Lex’s mouth on him, but he liked the idea of coming on Lex’s face, too. The conundrum helped him hold off the orgasm building low in his stomach.
Any hope of control ended, however, as soon as Lex’s hot, wet mouth slid over the tip of his cock. One swirl of Lex’s tongue and a small suck was all it took to have Clark gasping Lex’s name, and coming down his throat.
Everything went black for a few seconds, and when he came to, Lex was still in the process of laying him out on the floor. Lex’s body was stretched over his as he lowered Clark’s head gently to the floor.
With consciousness came the awareness of the hard length of Lex’s cock against his thigh. Pushing his leg upward, Clark felt more powerful than he ever had when Lex gasped.
Arms feeling heavy, Clark forced them up high enough to grasp Lex’s ass to hold him in place, so he could do it again.
“God, Clark! Again!”
Raising his head, Clark didn’t kiss Lex, so much as just press their lips together as he thrust his thigh against Lex again. About to do it again, he felt more than heard Lex groan into his mouth, as he jerked against Clark, and then shivered.
After a few seconds, Lex twisted his mouth against the press of Clark’s lips, and thrust his tongue inside before pulling abruptly back. “What the hell was that, Clark?”
Not feeling eloquent, and really having no idea, Clark just shrugged. When Lex started to speak again, Clark pushed their lips together, and this time licked his way inside. He didn’t want to think about it right now, or analyze it to death, because he knew he’d wind up feeling guilty about something, and he wanted to enjoy this feeling as long as he could.
When Lex started to kiss him back, Clark smiled against his lips and pulled him closer.
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Everything Changes 2/2
Date: 2011-04-06 08:34 pm (UTC)A louder whimper escaped when Clark heard the whispered command, but there was no hesitation in him as he reached for his pants. He had no coordination, though, and he made a sound of frustration.
Clark could see a pleased smirk tilt Lex’s lips up, and he felt Lex’s hands start to slide down his chest, but Clark was too impatient to wait for any help. Instead, his hands twitch, and the material of his dress pants tear apart as if it was made of nothing stronger than wet tissue paper.
Another tug does the same to his boxers, and Clark moans as the open air hits his overheated skin. Looking down, Clark saw his cock standing straight out between his thighs. One vein that ran the length was more prominent than he’d ever seen it, and the tip was shiny with moisture.
Clark blinked as Lex’s face is suddenly on the same level as his throbbing erection. Watching Lex lick his lips, look upwards, and then open his mouth had Clark’s balls tightening up to almost painful levels.
“Are you going to come before I get my mouth on you, Clark? Are you going to cover my face?”
The two questions caused Clark some confusion, because he wanted Lex’s mouth on him, but he liked the idea of coming on Lex’s face, too. The conundrum helped him hold off the orgasm building low in his stomach.
Any hope of control ended, however, as soon as Lex’s hot, wet mouth slid over the tip of his cock. One swirl of Lex’s tongue and a small suck was all it took to have Clark gasping Lex’s name, and coming down his throat.
Everything went black for a few seconds, and when he came to, Lex was still in the process of laying him out on the floor. Lex’s body was stretched over his as he lowered Clark’s head gently to the floor.
With consciousness came the awareness of the hard length of Lex’s cock against his thigh. Pushing his leg upward, Clark felt more powerful than he ever had when Lex gasped.
Arms feeling heavy, Clark forced them up high enough to grasp Lex’s ass to hold him in place, so he could do it again.
“God, Clark! Again!”
Raising his head, Clark didn’t kiss Lex, so much as just press their lips together as he thrust his thigh against Lex again. About to do it again, he felt more than heard Lex groan into his mouth, as he jerked against Clark, and then shivered.
After a few seconds, Lex twisted his mouth against the press of Clark’s lips, and thrust his tongue inside before pulling abruptly back. “What the hell was that, Clark?”
Not feeling eloquent, and really having no idea, Clark just shrugged. When Lex started to speak again, Clark pushed their lips together, and this time licked his way inside. He didn’t want to think about it right now, or analyze it to death, because he knew he’d wind up feeling guilty about something, and he wanted to enjoy this feeling as long as he could.
When Lex started to kiss him back, Clark smiled against his lips and pulled him closer.