Pairing: CLex
Rating: NC-17
Category: PWP
Archive: list archive
Notes: at last I managed a PWP hurrah :)
Warnings: nope
Disclaimer: not mine
Summary: Plot, what plot??
By special request, StarEarthAngel and company heh! ;)
“Why are we here?”
“Shh, Lex, you’re ruining the atmosphere.”
“Oh, I do beg your pardon,” Lex rolled his eyes and turned his attention back up to the sky.
Clark snorted and glanced over. They were lying side by side on the bonnet of Lex’s car, the remaining heat from the engine keeping them warm. Well, Lex warm anyway, it wasn’t like he needed it.
“Okay, okay, we’re here to watch something, just be patient,” he chuckled at Lex’s sceptical look.
Lex resisted pouting, it was childish, and he was supposed to be the grown up. Yeah, such a grown up that he lusted after sixteen year old farm boy. He sighed and tried to watch the sky instead of what he really wanted to watch, Clark. Specifically, the way Clark had his legs sprawled open, jeans tight across his crotch.
Jesus! He really had to stop that.
Clark glanced over again when Lex bent the leg nearest him, and frowned slightly at the wide eyed look his friend was directing almost determinedly at the stars. Losing control for just a second, Clark’s X-ray vision kicked in, and he had to stifle a gasp, as he saw what Lex was hiding.
Swallowing hard, Clark looked up at the sky just as determinedly, glad of the darkness that hid his hot flush. Wow! Lex was, well, wow. And there was no one else around, so did that mean…? Wow!
Unless of course, Lex was bored, or strangely aroused by stargazing. Clark bit his lip, no, it had to be *him*, didn’t it? Oh man! The question was, what was he going to do about it? Clark wasn’t sure if he had the nerve.
Until that was, Lex shifted and their shoulders pressed together, the heat of Lex’s body, made him shiver.
Lex moved just a little closer. That wasn’t too much was it? Just a small vicarious thrill of feeling Clark’s furnace hot body next to his. It wasn’t like they didn’t touch a lot anyway. Hopefully, he could get away with it without awkward questions.
“Lex?”
Or not. Damn. Lex turned his head, raising an eyebrow at his friend.
“Are you, uh, “Clark cleared his throat nervously, talk about a cheesy line, “Are you warm enough?”
“I…” Lex blinked, was that a come on? Ah hell, even if it wasn’t, how could he resist saying no? “Not really.”
Clark cleared his throat again and Lex tilted his head wondering what his friend was going say.
“I, uh, I’m pretty warm apparently, if you, you want to, you know,” Clark rolled his eyes at himself. Could he sound any more like a dork?
Lex smirked and took pity on him, “Sure, thanks, Clark.” Without giving Clark a chance to object, Lex climbed over and settled himself between his friend’s legs, lying back against Clark’s chest.
Clark froze, barely able to breathe. Oh shit, there was no way that he was going to be able to control his body’s reaction to Lex with him right *there*! And no way he could hide it from his best, hello *male*, friend, when his ass was pressed against his crotch… Oh. God.
“Hot,” Lex said quietly.
“Huh?” Clark asked in confusion.
“You’re hot,” Lex bit his lip, trying not to laugh.
“What?” Clark squeaked. Oh fuck, no way he was hiding it now! Might as well just write it on his forehead. ‘I lust after Lex Luthor’.
Lex’s eyes widened and he pressed back experimentally, smiling at Clark’s tiny gasp. “You’re not warm, you’re hot.”
“Oh.” Oh… now what? Clark bent his head slightly, licking his lips nervously before he spoke. “Too hot?” he whispered in Lex’s ear. Yes! A shiver, definitely, oh and bent legs. Heh, like that was going to disguise… Clark’s eyes widened again, *wow*!
Lex closed his eyes at the feel of Clark’s hot breath and slight brush of lips against his skin. God, if he hadn’t been turned on before… he really should know better by now than to wear such tight pants when around Clark.
“No such thing as too hot, Clark,” Lex whispered, “But maybe you come close.” He twisted slightly to meet Clark’s eyes, except that they were closed. Lex smiled and rocked gently sideways against Clark’s groin.
Clark’s groan resonated deeply in his chest and he opened his eyes in surprise, swallowing at the hooded expression on Lex’s face. “Lex?”
“Are you just going to hold me, Clark?” Lex couldn’t wait any longer.
“Um,” Clark took a deep breath, what the hell, “No.” Without further ado, Clark cupped Lex’s face and pulled him up, pressing his lips hesitantly to Lex’s.
Lex surged up with a moan. Finally, he was finally tasting those lips, that mouth. Clark gasped and Lex’s tongue slipped into his mouth, stroking over his lips and entwining with his tongue.
Lex grinned into the kiss, Clark tasted sweet! And so much better than he’d ever thought. His hands slipped up to clutch at soft, silky hair and rolled, pulling Clark over and on top of him, wrapping his legs round slim hips.
Clark whimpered in surprise, thrusting unconsciously against Lex’s tight groin. Lex felt so good; the slender, hard body wrapped round him, rocking up against him in reply.
Clark lifted his head with a gasp, “Lex?”
Panting, Lex stared up at his young friend, “Clark, I want you, do you want me?”
He had to ask? Clark blinked, heat from both embarrassment and desire coiling through his body. “God yes,” he whispered.
Lex grinned at the enthusiastic, if shy response; Clark was so hot when he was embarrassed.
Clark pulled him up, kissing him deeply, and a hot hand slid under his shirt, tracing a line down his spine, leaving behind a trail of fire as his nerves caught alight. The roaming hand slipped under his waistband and hesitantly cupped his ass.
Clark paused nervously, until Lex pushed back against his hand, groaning into his mouth. Encouraged, he clasped tighter, pulling him against his cock. Lex pulled back abruptly and yanked his shirt off, buttons flying.
Breathing out heavily, Clark reached up to stroke tight, pink nipples. Lex bucked against him with a quiet gasp. Clark quickly pulled his shirt over his head and wrapped his arms round Lex, pulling him into an urgent kiss.
Their mouths fought for dominance as passion quickly overcame Clark’s shyness and Lex’s vague reservations and they rocked together. Clark reached between them to cup Lex’s cock, emboldened by the sighs and moans of his friend, and he squeezed gently.
Moving quickly, Clark tugged open Lex’s pants and reached in, wrapping his hand round the hot shaft. Lex pulled his mouth away with a gasp, surprised by Clark’s fast work.
“Clark,” he breathed, “Do it, jerk me off.”
Clark swallowed hard and nodded, stroking Lex’s cock slowly, spreading pre-come to ease his movements, trying not to squeeze too hard. Lex was breathing hotly against his neck and jerking into his fist. His own cock was straining against his zipper painfully.
“Lex,” Clark whispered hoarsely, “Please, touch me.”
“Not yet,” Lex’s breath hitched, trying to concentrate on speaking while his groin melted under Clark’s touch, “Want… you, God harder… want you in.. me, need… oh… need lube.”
Oh God! Clark breathed out heavily, Lex wanted him to, oh God! Fuck Lex? Oh God! Clark tightened his grip and stroked faster. Lex made an odd strangled sound and leaned back, pushing so that they slid down the bonnet. Clark scrambled to make sure he got his feet down and maintain his grip on Lex’s cock without hurting him.
Lying back on the bonnet, Lex stared up at Clark who was now standing over him, shirtless, breathless, flushed, gorgeous, jeans bulging, and came hard, back arching up as his body shuddered. “Clark,” he cried out.
Clark nearly came in his pants, except that he desperately wanted to come inside Lex. He was going to come inside Lex! Clark nearly came in his pants again. “Oh God, Lex, hurry, I don’t know what to do,” he begged.
Lex gathered his few working brain cells and sat up. “Shh, calm, let me take care of you,” he whispered. Carefully, he worked Clark’s jeans open and pushed them down along with his boxers. Or maybe Clark would be taking care of him, oh God! “Jesus, Clark!” Lex pushed his friend back and slid off the bonnet, shoving his pants and boxers down round his knees.
Wiping the come off his belly, Lex quickly slicked up Clark’s cock, before turning round and bending over the car. Clark whimpered at the sight of Lex’s naked, perfect ass. When Lex reached round and worked a finger into his hole, Clark had to grab the base of his shaft and squeeze hard.
“Not helping, Lex,” he groaned, reaching out reflexively to touch soft skin.
“Sorry,” Lex gasped, “Need some prep, you’re too big not to.”
Oh fuck! Clark’s X-ray sight went again and he watched Lex’s fingers inside his body, “Lex…”
“Now, Clark, fuck me,” Lex moaned.
Somehow maintaining enough presence of mind not to just shove himself inside his friend, Clark pushed slowly into intense, tight heat. “Oh, shit, Lex, I’m going to last about five seconds.”
“Do what you need, Clark,” Lex gasped, the stretch was beautifully painful and his eyelids fluttered closed. Dear God the boy had control, how he hadn’t come already, Lex had no idea.
He could do this! Clark forced himself to stop and count to twenty, gaining just enough control to know that he wasn’t going to come in one stroke. Pulling back, Clark gasped as the hot passage convulsed around him, and he thrust back in.
Lex’s head jerked up and he pressed his hands into the cool metal below him, “God, Clark!” Talented as well as controlled apparently. With another gasp, Lex pushed back to meet Clark’s next stroke, shuddering blissfully as pain dissolved into pure pleasure.
Clark whimpered again, Lex felt too good, like nothing he’d ever felt or expected, “Lex?” he whispered, looking for guidance.
“Let go, fuck me,” Lex moaned.
Gripping Lex’s hips, Clark started to move in earnest, gradually building momento as he thrust harder and faster into his friend. Lex’s slick belly slid against the metal and he had to push against the bonnet so he wasn’t lifted off his feet by Clark’s pounding strokes.
A second orgasm hit him by surprise and his ass clenched painfully round Clark’s cock. With a gasp, Clark thrust as deep as he could, literally seeing stars as Lex’s body pulled his climax from him, muscles milking his cock until he collapsed, breathlessly on top of the smaller man.
Clark nuzzled the back of Lex’s neck, trying to recover enough to talk. “You okay?” he managed eventually.
“Oh, I’m not even going to start on how okay I am,” Lex sighed, “We are doing that again!”
Clark blinked, even with the combined stamina of teenage hormones and alien strength, there was no way he was going to recover for a while. “*Now*?”
Lex’s body began to shake under him and he pulled back worriedly, before he realised Lex was laughing.
“Clark,” Lex chuckled, “I can’t even move, of course not now.”
“Oh,” Clark grinned and flushed, then rolled over, lying back on the car next to Lex. His friend turned his head to face him, grinning back, and Clark sighed happily, “Definitely.”
“Definitely what?” Lex shifted closer.
“Definitely doing that again, except next time,” Clark bit back a laugh, “Can we wait till *after* the comet passes over?”
Lex blinked at him for a second, then he laughed.
fin