Clark Kent and The Sexy Slytherin 1.9
Internet access down yesterday. Meant to post this. Working on first scene of play, and not so scared now. Now, just have to watch out for lazyitude.
Lemon, ahoy!
His pale skin was like a beacon, the freckles dotting his chest tasty morsels Clark had yet to really enjoy. Lex wasn’t a stick, because pure, lean muscle on a fairly tall body that made him solid. The faintest trace of hair down his belly led to a dark red patch covering his privates. Lex raised his arms for a moment towards the sun, caught Clark staring red faced, and when Clark glanced away had jumped in with a loud splash.
Clark took a moment to stretch, and watch the droplets fall on Lex’s face before he went to join him. Although the urge to cover himself up was a joke, he walked quickly with the need to hide himself in the water.
Cool in the sweltering weather, he sank down the further he walked, the muddy bottom soft under his toes until he was submerged.
A splash made a wave go right into his face.
Dripping, he turned to see his aggressor smirking at him.
“You look great wet.”
“Then let me see how wonderful you look underwater.”
Clark went in for a dunk, but Lex eluded him with pure grace, all the while splashing him a few times more in a crazy swimming dance.
Any time he thought he had a grip, Lex would slip out of his hold, or pinch a tender area, and with shock he’d let go.
“Slippery as an eel.” Clark shook his head.
“But you enjoy my kind of elusiveness.”
“I enjoy you.” He blushed. “You keep doing that, and I’m going to get...you know.”
“That’s my present goal.”
Clark lunged and got his hands on his shoulders, going in for a kiss and taking them under.
The water was clear enough for him to make out the watery version of his lover’s face. Strong lines that were unquestionably male, but a definite beauty that he wouldn’t usually associate with men. He wanted to kiss and lick that face over and over again. Eyes watched him back, an intensity of curiosity and lust and something else he could not express. His heart pounded faster and he knew lack of oxygen was not the cause.
But Lex’s heart was starting to beat irregularly, so he brought the back to the surface with a kick of his legs. He wondered how long the other young man would have waited before tugging for air.
“Alright?” Lex was gasping harshly. He ought to be more careful, what if the other boy choked for his pride’s sake?
His only reply was a bite to Clark’s lower lip and swimming off.
Clark, of course chased after him, but still going only at a normal pace as they swam the length of the lake several times. He used just enough power to catch up and watch Lex expertly cut through the water.
They finally rested in the shade of an outcrop of solid stone wall, still up to their chests in the blessed water.
“Were you ever on the swim team.” Lex asked him.
“I’m not allowed to play sports.”
“Why? You could get a scholarship.”
“I might hurt someone.”
Lex went after his mouth again in full force and Clark swung them around so his back was against the wall. The bald boy was doing his utmost to leave a hickey on his neck, and the wet suction left any thoughts of conversation gone as their bodies rubbed together. Clark gently traced along Lex’s side and palmed the firmness of his ass.
“Is that why you let me take control so much?”
“Don’t want to hurt you...don’t know what I’m doing.”
Lex took his hand and placed it on his cock while Lex put his hand on Clark’s shaft.
“I won’t let you hurt me.”
Lex guided his hand while Lex started stroking him. It was the combination of the tepid water and the large warm hand upon him that had him straining within a minute not to come. He tried instead to concentrate on stroking the fine length that was Lex. Heating up from that alone, he worked his best to find what gave him pleasure.
Jacking him as carefully as he could, he knew what he liked, and paid special attention to the head and the veins, switching back to fisting the length, bringing the lightest moan.
“Harder. I can barely feel it.”
With all his effort focused, Clark put more pressure on the shaft and came at the same time, not being able to hold out any longer before giving his partner completion.
Lex came shortly after, with Clark holding him up as best he could.
“That’s the way to do it.” Lex breathed slowly.
“I’m still learning.”
“I’ll give you a B minus.”
“Then I’ll give you a C.”
“Why such a low grade?”
“I don’t have anything to compare it to.”
“Then we’ll just have to do it over and over again until we get it perfect.”
“Oh, yeah.”
“We can start another lesson tonight. You can start working on your blow job technique.”
“But I’ve never given one.”
“Exactly.”
Lemon, ahoy!
His pale skin was like a beacon, the freckles dotting his chest tasty morsels Clark had yet to really enjoy. Lex wasn’t a stick, because pure, lean muscle on a fairly tall body that made him solid. The faintest trace of hair down his belly led to a dark red patch covering his privates. Lex raised his arms for a moment towards the sun, caught Clark staring red faced, and when Clark glanced away had jumped in with a loud splash.
Clark took a moment to stretch, and watch the droplets fall on Lex’s face before he went to join him. Although the urge to cover himself up was a joke, he walked quickly with the need to hide himself in the water.
Cool in the sweltering weather, he sank down the further he walked, the muddy bottom soft under his toes until he was submerged.
A splash made a wave go right into his face.
Dripping, he turned to see his aggressor smirking at him.
“You look great wet.”
“Then let me see how wonderful you look underwater.”
Clark went in for a dunk, but Lex eluded him with pure grace, all the while splashing him a few times more in a crazy swimming dance.
Any time he thought he had a grip, Lex would slip out of his hold, or pinch a tender area, and with shock he’d let go.
“Slippery as an eel.” Clark shook his head.
“But you enjoy my kind of elusiveness.”
“I enjoy you.” He blushed. “You keep doing that, and I’m going to get...you know.”
“That’s my present goal.”
Clark lunged and got his hands on his shoulders, going in for a kiss and taking them under.
The water was clear enough for him to make out the watery version of his lover’s face. Strong lines that were unquestionably male, but a definite beauty that he wouldn’t usually associate with men. He wanted to kiss and lick that face over and over again. Eyes watched him back, an intensity of curiosity and lust and something else he could not express. His heart pounded faster and he knew lack of oxygen was not the cause.
But Lex’s heart was starting to beat irregularly, so he brought the back to the surface with a kick of his legs. He wondered how long the other young man would have waited before tugging for air.
“Alright?” Lex was gasping harshly. He ought to be more careful, what if the other boy choked for his pride’s sake?
His only reply was a bite to Clark’s lower lip and swimming off.
Clark, of course chased after him, but still going only at a normal pace as they swam the length of the lake several times. He used just enough power to catch up and watch Lex expertly cut through the water.
They finally rested in the shade of an outcrop of solid stone wall, still up to their chests in the blessed water.
“Were you ever on the swim team.” Lex asked him.
“I’m not allowed to play sports.”
“Why? You could get a scholarship.”
“I might hurt someone.”
Lex went after his mouth again in full force and Clark swung them around so his back was against the wall. The bald boy was doing his utmost to leave a hickey on his neck, and the wet suction left any thoughts of conversation gone as their bodies rubbed together. Clark gently traced along Lex’s side and palmed the firmness of his ass.
“Is that why you let me take control so much?”
“Don’t want to hurt you...don’t know what I’m doing.”
Lex took his hand and placed it on his cock while Lex put his hand on Clark’s shaft.
“I won’t let you hurt me.”
Lex guided his hand while Lex started stroking him. It was the combination of the tepid water and the large warm hand upon him that had him straining within a minute not to come. He tried instead to concentrate on stroking the fine length that was Lex. Heating up from that alone, he worked his best to find what gave him pleasure.
Jacking him as carefully as he could, he knew what he liked, and paid special attention to the head and the veins, switching back to fisting the length, bringing the lightest moan.
“Harder. I can barely feel it.”
With all his effort focused, Clark put more pressure on the shaft and came at the same time, not being able to hold out any longer before giving his partner completion.
Lex came shortly after, with Clark holding him up as best he could.
“That’s the way to do it.” Lex breathed slowly.
“I’m still learning.”
“I’ll give you a B minus.”
“Then I’ll give you a C.”
“Why such a low grade?”
“I don’t have anything to compare it to.”
“Then we’ll just have to do it over and over again until we get it perfect.”
“Oh, yeah.”
“We can start another lesson tonight. You can start working on your blow job technique.”
“But I’ve never given one.”
“Exactly.”