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Morning folks!

First of all I must apologise for being an absent mod recently. Luckily for me you have all been awesome and not posted anything that doesn't belong here.

Anyway, I've been meaning to do this for a while to get people interested and talking again so here we go

THE

old_school_clex COMMENT FIC MEME

How it works:
01. Comment to this post with your prompt. Be as specific or unspecific as you like.
For example: 'Homework' or 'Lex catches Clark spying on him skinny dipping'
02. Please remember that this is an old school Clex comm so nothing from canon that goes beyond the end of season three
03. Post as many prompts as you like - but one prompt per comment only, please!
04. If your fic goes beyond the limit of one comment please reply to part one of your fic with part two etc
05. If you find a prompt that strikes your fancy, jump in and write some comment fic for the prompt poster
06. More than one comment fic response to a prompt is absolutely acceptable.
07. Tell your friends to tell their friends to come and join the fun, add a prompt, write a fic and leave some love for the authors!
08. Play nice - no flames, no bashing is allowed here! If I see a rude comment to a prompt or a fic repsonse, I'll delete it without further warning.

Go forth and have fun!

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Here's my first idea:
Lex masturbates at the sight of Clark sleeping. Then the two of them could have sex (or not)

Clark is horny all the time and Lex is willing to help.

Clark is at another Farmer's Market and remembers Lex and the apple

Ooh I can't resist oldschool CLex.

I want jealous!Lex in any form. Maybe jealous of a highschool football player that just moved to town.

Virgin!Clark/Lex
Lex is more than happy to be Clark first.

Lex/Right hand
Every dirty fantaizies Lex have for Clark

Lex/Red!Clark
"I want it for so long"

Pre-slash, Post-Hothead

Lex really quite hated football. For starters, while he appreciated the strategic effort put into the plays, the sport was deadly boring. They played for a minute, then stopped for ten. Beyond that, the boys who played sports such as football were unendingly self-centered and brutish.

He couldn't say how glad he was that Clark's father had been unreasonable enough to refuse his son's request to play.

There was of course the problem that it denied Clark a happiness he had been looking forward to, but Lex suspected that part of his desire was wrapped tightly up with the desire to be fawned over by a certain raven-haired cheerleader. Now that said cheerleader was cheerless and jobless, Lex would be satisfied by knowing that Clark could find his happiness elsewhere.

Regardless, what Lex hated the most about football was that the boys played in such tight pants, and Clark was staring at the ass of a young man who had just come to town and joined the team in the absence of those students who had been removed for cheating.

He really should have been paying attention to Lex, who was standing over him still wearing his suit from work. The sides of his pants bulged with his fists inside his pockets as Lex first looked down at Clark, then out to the field, with one eyebrow arched to where his hairline could have been in another life.

"And then we dumped the bodies in the ravine. Another wild night from the youth of Metropolis," Lex said. His head wobbled a little as his lips curled over his teeth derisively. Clark continued to stare. Lex's lips thinned, and the corners of his mouth deepened. "You were a football player for all of a day, and already you miss it."

"Hm? Oh, I dunno." Clark looked away.

FINALLY.

Lex sighed audibly and looked up at the announcer's box. "Don't you? It's seemed to capture your attention."

"They had an interesting… play." Clark fumbled with his books and started to flush.

"I'm sure." Pursing his lips, Lex pulled out his keys. "Well, I have to get going."

"Where are you going?" Clark's eyes fluttered upward, widening plaintively like a puppy's.

"Have to get back to work. You take it easy, Clark."

As Lex turned away, he felt a strange heat warming the back of his pants. Funny. It wasn't a terribly sunny day.

Wheeee! Thank you so much. *twirls you* It was funny and cute.

Loved the last line and Clark's puppy dog expression.

And this was great:

"with one eyebrow arched to where his hairline could have been in another life."

I love it! Jealous Lex is so sexy. I miss Clark's puppy dog looks.

Hee. Thanks :)

I miss them as well. I'm glad you liked it.

Okay, first off LOVE this idea, can't wait to see what people come up with!!

PROMPT: Clark's afraid of some bug or rodent (spider, earwig, mouse, oppossum, etc.) and calls Lex to come help cause he's stranded on the kitchen chair and refuses to get down until he knows the thing is gone (dead).

PROMPT: Clark looses a bet and has to do an impromptu strip tease to "I'm too sexy" in the middle of the Talon.

PROMPT: To prepare for the upcoming swim meet, Clark practices his strokes in Lex's pool.

Very Very cute, 'getting a clue Clark' is always a favorite!!
Nice work!

I've started writing this one and hope to finish after the twins go to bed tonight. It isn't the funny fic I thought it was going to be, so I hope you'll enjoy it.

Lex gives Clark a tour of the mansion and they find something unusual in one of the rooms Lex has never been in

Can't wait to see what you've come up with!

The pond behind the mansion has frozen over. Lexlearns that Clark can't skate and offers to teach him.

There were many times Clark thought he might die of embarrassment. Once, in the 7th grade, he worked up the courage to ask Lana to the Christmas carnival. They were in the cafeteria and she was sitting with a group of her friends. When he got close to their table, he suddenly got lightheaded, took a step a back, tripped over another student, fell backward, broke a table, and ended up covered in mashed potatoes and chocolate milk.

There was the time, in the fifth grade, Pete's mom walked in on them watching porn.

And just last week his mother had surprised him in his fortress and even though he managed to use his speed to pull up his pants and stash the lotion and tissues, the blush that stretched well past his hairline told her everything she needed to know.

In all of those instances he only thought embarrassment would kill him. But now, as the first strains of "I'm Too Sexy" started to play, he actively prayed for death. He concentrated really hard and half hoped that he had a heretofore undiscovered ability to spontaneously combust. When he opened his eyes, though, he was still in the Talon, he'd still lost a bet, and Pete was still going to pay for this.
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When Lex walked into the coffeehouse he was sure he couldn't be seeing what he thought he was seeing. Clark Kent, shy, secretive, innocent, Clark Kent, the same Clark Kent Lex had spent the better part of two years decidedly not molesting--that same Clark Kent was naked from the waist down and slowly working his belt from its loops, all while some awful song Lex vaguely remembered hearing in a club blared from the Talon's sound system, barely audible over the crowd's cheers.

Lex knew what he should do. He should put a stop to this, should grab Clark, cover him up, and get him out of there. He should stop Clark from doing something he was sure the boy would regret. Instead, though, he found himself rooted to the spot, transfixed. "Do it," he whispered as Clark dropped his belt to the floor and start on the zipper.

At the moment, as if he could hear him above all the noise, Clark looked up and their eyes met. For a split second Lex thought he saw something, something older and wilder and more knowing in Clark's eyes. The next second, though, it was gone and so was Clark. He'd snatched up his clothes and raced out of the Talon without a word, leaving Lex, and, if the loud "boos" were any indication, the coffeehouse crowd, very disappointed.
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By now Clark recognized the sound of Lex's car in his driveway and his footsteps on the stairs has he made his way into the fortress. Usually those sounds gave him a thrill, but today they just made him want to crawl into a hole and hide.

"Do you want to tell me what that was all about?" Lex asked once he settled himself next to Clark on the couch.

"I lost a bet," Clark said miserably.

"How far were you going to go?"

"I don't know. Down to my boxers, I guess. That's what the loser had to do." Clark couldn't look at Lex.

"Why did you stop?" Lex's voice was different, strained.

On the run home Clark thought that would be hard a question to answer. Why should stripping down to his boxers in front of Lex be any different than stripping in front of Pete? They were both his friends.

It didn't take long, though, for Clark to realize exactly why the situations couldn't be more different. He looked at Lex now. "I stopped because you were there."

The hurt was all over Lex's face, despite his obvious effort to keep his emotions in check. "Oh. Clark, I'm sorry. If I've done something to make you uncom--"

"Stop." Clark put out his hand to stop Lex was from getting up. "You didn't make me uncomfortable."

"What then?"

"The first time," Clark began. He was suddenly incredibly nervous, on the brink of revealing a truth that laid him bare much more than that other truth Lex was always pushing for. He continued, "I always imagined that the first time you see me, you know, naked, it would be special."

"You've imagined me seeing you naked?" Lex's tone was equal parts disbelief and lascivious.

"Yeah. A lot." Clark's grin matched the one slowly spreading across Lex's face.

"Do you want to come back to the castle?" Lex asked, moving closer.

"More than anything."

Lex stood up and held out his hand. Clark took it and they started for Lex's car. "I can't wait to see the end of the show."

Woooooo Hoooooooo! Bravo, Bravo! Great job. I love that Clark wants this enough to be brave!

Fun and awesome. You had me right there at the Talon with Clark and I loved the examples of other embarrassing moments in his life. The first one was especially appropos.

You could have ended it when he ran out of the room, but I'm so glad you didn't. The conversation in the barn was wonderful and revealing, and left me imagining them back at the mansion each doing their version of a strip tease for the other.

A rough but manicured finger rubbed back and forth over the soft, smooth skin of Lex's upper lip. Bored. Hot. Sleepy. The ultimate failing of living in a castle was the ventilation system. Lex's loft in Metropolis was infinitely more comfortable at any point in the year.

Just then, the Warrior Angel theme played on Lex's cell phone.

"Clark?" Lex perked up and raised his brows as he leaned back in his chair.

"Um, Lex?" Clark's tremulous voice asked. "Could you come over please? I… need you."

Lex straightened up immediately. "What's wrong? Where are you?"

"I… I um… At the house… Gosh, Lex, there's a-"

Lex heard the phone clacking to the floor as though dropped and a startled cry from Clark. He stood abruptly.

"Clark? Clark!" He was out the door and into his car before he'd thought about how he was going to deal with whatever was threatening Clark. A gun would have been helpful.

Pulling up in front of the Kent farmhouse, Lex leapt out of his car and rushed up to the front door. He peered in the window cautiously before opening the front door and slinking inside. Walking slowly, he kept his eyes sharp for anything amiss. That was when he heard a soft, unhappy moan from Clark.

"Just, please go away!" It was coming from the kitchen.

Lex slipped up to the door and slowly looked around the corner. Maybe he could use Mr. Kent's gun-

"Son of a…" Lex gaped as he spotted what had Clark so freaked out. "What the hell is that?"

Clark looked back from the chair he was perched on with wide, hopeful eyes. "Make it go away?"

Staring in disbelief, Lex shook his head and raised his hand. "Just back away from it. Come with me."

"I'm not getting down until that 'thing' is gone. Wolf spiders jump!" Clark replied in a pained and embarrassed voice.

"Wolf… spider?" Lex blinked at the enormous, hairy spider that was at least the size of Clark's hand. It seemed content to chill on the blue and gray patterned tile of the kitchen floor, but Lex found himself frozen where he was. He'd never seen a spider that big before. Not even close. The city spiders at his loft in Metropolis were cute, by comparison. "Christ."

"Unnnn…" Clark whined.

Lex stiffened his lower lip. He could hardly leave Clark up there. The young man was afraid of heights. He rolled up his sleeves. "Hold on."

"Don't leave!" Clark pleaded as Lex darted out of the room.

Lex returned holding a broom and scanned the floor again quickly. "Alright, beastie. It's time to head on home."

"Careful, Lex." Clark averted his eyes as Lex approached the horrifying spider with determination.

"Go. Go on. Move. Ah! FUCK!"

Clark swiveled around and spotted Lex grabbing a four-quart pot from the dish drainer.

"Are you okay, Lex?"

"It bit me."

"Lex?"

"I'll pay for the pot," Lex said simply as he closed in on the monstrous spider that was now scurrying for the corner.

A clanging sound rang out as Lex slammed the pot down on the spider with all of his strength.

Clark swallowed. "Is… Is it?"

"Squashed flat. It's safe." Lex curled his lip up, and dropped the pot in the trash. "That is disgusting. Is it a mutant?"

"Uh, no. Well, it's not the size that's strange." Clark lifted his chin and looked over the floor, just to check, before he tentatively lowered a foot onto the floor. "Wolf spiders get pretty big. Usually they stay out in the garden, though. Dad'll have to check the house for places it might've gotten in."

"I have to say, as a city boy, this experience has rather unsettled my foundations." Lex looked up to Clark and put a hand on his bicep. "You alright?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess. I feel kind of silly." Clark looked down at his shoes.

Lex grimaced and rubbed Clark's arm. "Are you kidding? That spider was a force of nature."

Clark laughed softly. "Uh, yeah, I guess."

"You still feel jumpy? I feel like my skin is crawling. Why don't we get out of this room for a little bit?" Lex suggested.

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