OOOOO!
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Lex thought it was just another day as he rose out of bed. He was rather tender from his love making with Clark last night, in fact, he’d have to say it was the hardest sex they’d ever had. His prostate loved every minute of it, though.
The furniture was tumbled in their game of foreplay. He turned on the coffee maker and noted the mail had really piled up.
Then he looked at the date on the Daily Planet’s Headline.
“What’s wrong?” Clark asked.
“More like when.”
“Huh?”
“Clark, you fucked me into next week.”
“Thanks?”
“No, literally!”
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