He reaches out and rewinds the movie to when the camera first zooms in on Dean’s mouth. He hadn’t been paying attention the first time, too distracted by Dean’s moans and his own erection. This time he sees it right away, though, a small scar bisecting Dean’s upper lip.
“Lex.”
Clark breathes the name out as his cock starts to pulse and fill his hand with come. Forcing himself to recover quickly, Clark hurriedly pauses the movie, almost unable to believe that he’s correct, but he knows that scar. Dean Laxer, the man he’s been watching fuck scores of men for the last several months, is none other than Lex Luthor.
As Clark continues the movie, the camera pans back and he can see Lex getting it from both men now. Hearing the moans and the sounds of sex, knowing it’s Lex, a man he’s recently begun to admit he has feelings beyond friendship for, soon has Clark’s cock filling back up.
When Dean…no…Lex is maneuvered onto his back, legs up, cock slapping his belly with the force of one man’s thrusts, while the other straddles his head and thrusts down into his mouth, Clark spills into his hand for the second time that night. Clark lets his body slump forward, feeling completely boneless. He forces his clean hand up and hurriedly pauses the movie.
Staggering a little, Clark makes it to his bed and collapses on the sheets. Dean Laxer is Alexander Lu… Clark wants to slap himself for missing it before. Dean Laxer is an anagram of Alexander. That, together with the purple hood and the hairless body should have clued him in so much earlier. He hadn’t been thinking it was even remotely possible, however. After all, purple is a gay pride color and many of the stars in these films get rid of body hair. Still, Clark feels like he should have figured it out.
Thinking back to the other nineteen films Lex was in, Clark tries to remember anything else that could have tipped him off earlier. All he succeeds in doing, however, is giving himself another erection as he remembers the different scenes Lex was in. After Clark palms a third orgasm out of his cock, he starts to make plans for the next time he sees Lex in person.
The man might have had two wives, but he obviously wasn’t as straight as Clark had thought. He’s starting to see their past relationship in a whole new light. The long looks, the pool games, the drinks from bottled water, the advice, Clark doesn’t think that it’s all been just friendship on Lex’s end either. Yes, the next time they see each other ought to be a very interesting meeting. Clark is really looking forward to it.
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Re: Guilty Pleasure, pt 4
Date: 2009-09-10 04:18 am (UTC)“Lex.”
Clark breathes the name out as his cock starts to pulse and fill his hand with come. Forcing himself to recover quickly, Clark hurriedly pauses the movie, almost unable to believe that he’s correct, but he knows that scar. Dean Laxer, the man he’s been watching fuck scores of men for the last several months, is none other than Lex Luthor.
As Clark continues the movie, the camera pans back and he can see Lex getting it from both men now.
Hearing the moans and the sounds of sex, knowing it’s Lex, a man he’s recently begun to admit he has feelings beyond friendship for, soon has Clark’s cock filling back up.
When Dean…no…Lex is maneuvered onto his back, legs up, cock slapping his belly with the force of one man’s thrusts, while the other straddles his head and thrusts down into his mouth, Clark spills into his hand for the second time that night. Clark lets his body slump forward, feeling completely boneless. He forces his clean hand up and hurriedly pauses the movie.
Staggering a little, Clark makes it to his bed and collapses on the sheets. Dean Laxer is Alexander Lu… Clark wants to slap himself for missing it before. Dean Laxer is an anagram of Alexander. That, together with the purple hood and the hairless body should have clued him in so much earlier. He hadn’t been thinking it was even remotely possible, however. After all, purple is a gay pride color and many of the stars in these films get rid of body hair. Still, Clark feels like he should have figured it out.
Thinking back to the other nineteen films Lex was in, Clark tries to remember anything else that could have tipped him off earlier. All he succeeds in doing, however, is giving himself another erection as he remembers the different scenes Lex was in. After Clark palms a third orgasm out of his cock, he starts to make plans for the next time he sees Lex in person.
The man might have had two wives, but he obviously wasn’t as straight as Clark had thought. He’s starting to see their past relationship in a whole new light. The long looks, the pool games, the drinks from bottled water, the advice, Clark doesn’t think that it’s all been just friendship on Lex’s end either. Yes, the next time they see each other ought to be a very interesting meeting. Clark is really looking forward to it.
First, though, he needs to finish the movie.