Lex leans slowly forward and takes Clark’s lips in his own. He opens his mouth slightly. Enough to brush his tongue across Clark’s panting lips before slowly sucking on the bottom lip he’s longed to taste ever since he first saw Clark. As Clark responds, Lex gets bolder. He snakes his hands down Clark’s chest and pulls his layered shirts up enough to expose Clark’s quivering abs to the cool spring air. Lex continues to draw shivers and soft moans from Clark by raking his finger nails up each defined muscle and draw his finger tips down to soothe the scratches left behind.
Clark pulls away with a pop. His lips are swollen and slick, he’s panting softly, his eyes are crinkled in pleasurable confusion, and his hips…his hips are thrusting upward to grind themselves against Lex’s taught ass.
“God, Lex! You taste...perfect. I want more.” Clark swoop’s forward grasping Lex by the hips and continues to grind himself against Lex’s small downward thrusts while laying claim to Lex’s mouth.
Lex can feel the urgency building in himself and the intensity of Clark’s moans and gasps lead him to believe that Clark is close as well. He hadn’t planned to come in his pants and he refuses to let Clark. Pulling himself regrettable away from Clark’s mouth, hands, and lap, Lex slides himself down onto the barn-loft floor and faces Clark licking his lips slowly and hoping Clark understands his signal.
“God yes, Lex…Lex.”
Hearing Clark loose verbal comprehension drives Lex to move quicker instead of drawing out the removal of Clark’s well worn jeans. He slides his hands up Clark’s thighs and swiftly pulls the zipper out and down revealing the red leaking tip of Clark’s cock sticking out of the top of his low rise boxers. Lex reaches up to grab the waist band of the soft cotton plaid boxers and slips them down, along with the jeans, until they puddle at his ankles covering his boots.
“Hmm, guess I’m anxious.” Lex flashes Clark his most flirtatious smirk and removes the boots and the pant bundle tossing it over his shoulder. Lex looks at Clark, just looks at him. He can’t snuffle out the predatory hum that rumbles up from his chest.
“Gorgeous.”
Lex leans forward and takes Clark’s leaking cock into his mouth, tonguing the tip and massaging the head with his lips. Swiping his tongue across the length, running it along the edge of the rim he continues his humming until, as he lowers his lips down the length, his mouth is too full to make a complete noise. He’s running his lips and tongue up and down the length and listening to Clark fall apart above him.
He can see Clark’s hands gripping the cushions he’s sitting on leaving finger imprints in the fabric as it fuses together under the pressure. Lex knows he’s close, he can feel the need thrumming through Clark’s skin, hear the crescendo rising in his moans, see it as Clark thrashes his head back and forth. Lex reaches into his own pants and tries to hold off the orgasm he can feel rising in reaction to Clark.
The entire process of a blow job has always turned Lex on but Clark’s reaction, his scents and sounds, were all more than Lex could take. Clark threw his head back and screamed Lex’s name…he…he….
Lex felt it rush up through his toes, down his spine, and out his cock. Clark’s name fell from his lips in a stuttered sigh. Laying back, wiping his hand on the moist towel near the bedside, Lex tried to catch his breath and hold onto the image of Clark’s face in the throws of ecstasy just a little longer.
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Re: Hope you like it! Rated ADULT ONLY!!! part 2/2
Date: 2009-05-10 03:01 am (UTC)Clark pulls away with a pop. His lips are swollen and slick, he’s panting softly, his eyes are crinkled in pleasurable confusion, and his hips…his hips are thrusting upward to grind themselves against Lex’s taught ass.
“God, Lex! You taste...perfect. I want more.” Clark swoop’s forward grasping Lex by the hips and continues to grind himself against Lex’s small downward thrusts while laying claim to Lex’s mouth.
Lex can feel the urgency building in himself and the intensity of Clark’s moans and gasps lead him to believe that Clark is close as well. He hadn’t planned to come in his pants and he refuses to let Clark. Pulling himself regrettable away from Clark’s mouth, hands, and lap, Lex slides himself down onto the barn-loft floor and faces Clark licking his lips slowly and hoping Clark understands his signal.
“God yes, Lex…Lex.”
Hearing Clark loose verbal comprehension drives Lex to move quicker instead of drawing out the removal of Clark’s well worn jeans. He slides his hands up Clark’s thighs and swiftly pulls the zipper out and down revealing the red leaking tip of Clark’s cock sticking out of the top of his low rise boxers. Lex reaches up to grab the waist band of the soft cotton plaid boxers and slips them down, along with the jeans, until they puddle at his ankles covering his boots.
“Hmm, guess I’m anxious.” Lex flashes Clark his most flirtatious smirk and removes the boots and the pant bundle tossing it over his shoulder. Lex looks at Clark, just looks at him. He can’t snuffle out the predatory hum that rumbles up from his chest.
“Gorgeous.”
Lex leans forward and takes Clark’s leaking cock into his mouth, tonguing the tip and massaging the head with his lips. Swiping his tongue across the length, running it along the edge of the rim he continues his humming until, as he lowers his lips down the length, his mouth is too full to make a complete noise. He’s running his lips and tongue up and down the length and listening to Clark fall apart above him.
He can see Clark’s hands gripping the cushions he’s sitting on leaving finger imprints in the fabric as it fuses together under the pressure. Lex knows he’s close, he can feel the need thrumming through Clark’s skin, hear the crescendo rising in his moans, see it as Clark thrashes his head back and forth. Lex reaches into his own pants and tries to hold off the orgasm he can feel rising in reaction to Clark.
The entire process of a blow job has always turned Lex on but Clark’s reaction, his scents and sounds, were all more than Lex could take. Clark threw his head back and screamed Lex’s name…he…he….
Lex felt it rush up through his toes, down his spine, and out his cock. Clark’s name fell from his lips in a stuttered sigh. Laying back, wiping his hand on the moist towel near the bedside, Lex tried to catch his breath and hold onto the image of Clark’s face in the throws of ecstasy just a little longer.