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The
sound of a cell phone vibrating across the clutter of Clark�s desk was enough
to bring him to a groggy sort of wakefulness, and he grumbled quietly, reaching
one long arm out to grab the phone. He managed to knock over a stack of
textbooks, as well as his homework for the morning class, before finally
managing to get hold of the phone. Clark realized just how lucky he was that
Lex had made sure he had his own dorm room this year, because he knew that if
anyone had been in the room he would have woken them up easily.
Fumbling with the
tiny buttons of his cell phone, he finally managed to hit the talk button as he
glanced at his alarm clock. The time shone 3:49 in bright red digits, and he
sighed softly as he pressed the phone to his ear. ��ello?� he mumbled, voice
sleep-husky, eyes slipping closed against the idea of even being awake so soon
after falling asleep. There was only silence�or rather, there was no voice on the
other end of the line. Clark, however, did not have super hearing for nothing�he
could hear the faint sound of breathing coming through the speaker of the phone.
�Hello?� Again, all
Clark could hear was slow, even breaths. He frowned, about to hang up when he
heard the sound of the breathing increase. He�d heard of perverts who would call
and just breathe, but somehow he�d thought it only happened in movies, or at
least only to girls, which he most certainly was not. Then he heard it.
�Clark�� the voice
was low and husky, and it sent chills racing over Clark�s spine. He knew that voice. There was a moan, and
for half of a heartbeat Clark was terrified that the moan meant the person on
the other end was in pain. He was just about to roll out of bed and run when he
heard the rest. �Fuck, yes�� The adrenaline shot straight to Clark�s groin, and
he stifled his own moan, barely noticing as his cock hardened and he started
stroking it loosely.� Well, well� he
certainly hadn�t been expecting this. The moaning grew louder, slightly more
frenzied and Clark began to speed his strokes up. He could hear sheets
rustling, followed by the sound of buttons being pressed on the phone before
the line went dead.
Clark groaned as he
fisted his cock and brought himself to a shuddering orgasm in three strokes.
�Lex!� Chuckling softly to himself, he pulled off his t-shirt and used it to
wipe the mess off his stomach before laying back against the pillow, folding
his arms behind his head.
Lex must have
fallen asleep after their talk earlier that night;
it
was the only explanation, at least that Clark could think of. Clark�s cell
phone would have been the last number Lex had dialed so it was easy to imagine
Lex laying in bed and accidentally hitting redial in his sleep. And, judging
from the way Lex had been moaning and calling out Clark�s name, Clark was
beginning to get the idea that the feelings he had for Lex might be returned.
Clark smiled widely as he stared at the roof of his room and began plotting.

The next night
Clark pushed himself to finish the rest of his homework for the weekend so he could
put his plan into motion. It took hours, but finally Clark pushed his chair
away from his desk and stretched, back arching as he groaned and glanced at the
time�3:40. He grinned as he turned out the light and stripped out of his
clothing, sprawling out on top of his bed before he grabbed his phone from next
to the pillow. When the red numbers finally
flipped to show 3:49, he hit the speed dial button for Lex, cock hardening in
anticipation.�
�Luthor,� Lex�s
voice came over the phone line after the first two rings, and to anyone but
Clark he would have sounded fully awake, but Clark could hear the slight slur
to the words, and his grin widened as he ran his fingers over his chest,
tweaking a nipple. A soft moan, almost a sigh, escaped his lips as he continued
to play with his nipples. �Hello?� Lex asked again, and Clark could hear him
shifting the phone to look at the caller ID.
Clark had been
anticipating that Lex would check the caller ID and let out another soft moan,
pinching his right nipple. �Lex�� his voice trailed off as he slid his hand
down his side, drawing a shuddering breath. He continued to run his fingertips
over his body, just barely brushing against the skin.
�Clark?� Lex�s
voice sounded breathy, a little shocked, and a lot turned on; Clark moaned at
the sound as he ran his fingers over his abdomen, towards his hip and inner
thigh, deliberately teasing himself by refusing to touch his own cock. He
dipped his hand lower to circle his pucker, eliciting a wanton groan.
Lex moaned on the
other end of the phone, and Clark groaned again, giving up on the tease, and fisted
his cock and stroked himself. �Fuck, yes�� Clark gasped out, picking up speed,
hips arching to push his cock into his fist harder, faster. He held nothing
back, and moaned, calling out Lex�s name softly, head thrashing against the
pillow before he fumbled with the buttons and disconnected the call. As soon as
he pushed the end button, he came, screaming. Without pausing to catch his
breath, he was dressed and out the door heading towards Lex�s penthouse to see
if Lex was excited as he had been.
It felt like hours,
or minutes, but was really only seconds before Clark was hovering outside the
penthouse, and blinking he snapped into x-ray vision in time to see Lex
stroking himself to completion and screaming Clark�s name. Clark laughed
softly, unable to contain his happiness in knowing Lex felt the same, before he
turned and headed back to the dorm. Part one of his plan was complete.

Clark tugged at his
hair ruefully, looking out the window as he flipped open his cell phone. The
phone rang on the other end of the line, and Clark grinned as he heard Lex�s
voice crackle over the speakers. �Hey, Lex! You busy tonight? I finished my
homework and desperately need a night out, and since it�s been a while since we
hung out�� he trailed off, waiting for Lex�s response. He could hear as Lex covered
the headpiece and informed his assistant to cancel his appointments for the
evening, and grinned.
�Of course I�m free
for you, Clark. Just let me call the penthouse to let them know to expect you
for dinner.� Lex was smiling, it was obvious by the tone of his voice, and
Clark smiled at the sound. �I�m just finishing up at the office right now. Why
don�t you meet me there?�
�Lex�� Clark deliberately
lowered his voice to a seductive purr. �I can�t wait. See you soon.� He hung up
and pressed the button for the elevator to the penthouse, shaking his head. He
knew Lex; knew that all he had to do was ask for the night and Lex would have
cancelled plans with the Queen of England if Clark had asked him to. He had
been counting on that, and hadn�t been disappointed. Part two, check. Now he
just had to come up with a way to talk about his feelings without coming on too
strong. He wanted Lex, forever if he could have him. He just wasn�t sure Lex
felt the same way, even after that phone call. Nevertheless, he somehow had the
feeling that things would work out just fine.

Supper had been
great, and Clark and Lex had sprawled out on the leather couch, close enough
that they were nearly touching, to watch some old 80�s movie. The volume was almost
low enough to be non-existent, and both had glasses of fifty-year-old scotch in
their hands.
The only problem
was that Clark had yet to broach the subject of the phone calls, and was
beginning to worry. �So, Clark,� Lex broke the silence between them, but kept
his eyes on the television, taking a sip of the scotch before he continued,
�how have you been since we last talked?�
Clark looked at Lex
out of the corner of his eye, fighting back the wide smile that threatened as
he was given the perfect opportunity to tell Lex. �I�ve been good. Had this
great dream the other night.� Clark paused a moment, eyes at half-mast, tilting
his head back and arching his hips up in a deliberate and calculated move. �He could see the glance from Lex that dropped
to his lap before darting back to the TV, and Clark smiled.
�Oh?� Lex
swallowed, rubbing his hand over his knee absently before taking another sip of
scotch.
�Mmmn.� Clark
hummed, leaning his head back against the couch. �I dreamt that my phone rang
and it was really early, or really late. I answered it and all I could hear was
someone breathing, and then I heard my name being moaned.� Clark groaned
softly, biting on his lower lip in an effort to capture the sound before it
could escape. �The call was disconnected right before I could hear the person
come, so I called them back the next night.�
Lex moaned, shuddering
on the couch next to Clark and Clark opened his eyes to see Lex staring at him.
Clark moaned at the lust he could see in his eyes. �The only thing that could
have made my dream better would be to hear it in person,� Clark shifted to put
his glass on the coffee table, reaching for Lex�s to do the same with his. �What
about you, Lex? How have you been?�
It was up to Lex
now, Clark had decided. He wanted Lex, had wanted him for years, but he had
never been sure that Lex had felt the same for him. The phone calls the past
few nights hinted that it was highly probable that Lex felt the same, but Clark
wanted Lex to be sure. By making Lex take the next step, Clark could be assured
that Lex did want him.
�Funny you should
ask, Clark.� Lex�s eyes roamed over Clark�s body, and Clark swallowed. �Someone
called me last night�only I�m sure it wasn�t a dream.� Lex shifted smoothly,
moving across the couch until he was straddling Clark�s lap. �But I damn well
know I�d like to make it a reality,� he whispered, voice husky with want and
need as he dipped his head forward to capture Clark�s mouth in a searing kiss. Part
three, or four, or wherever the fuck he was at, completed. Clark groaned
against Lex�s mouth as he kissed him back, hands reaching up to hold Lex�s
head, lightly caressing.
Clark felt Lex�s
tongue touch his lips lightly, teasingly and he moaned again, lips parting to
allow Lex access. He could feel Lex�s tongue slip past his lips and lick his
teeth, and the roof of his mouth, searching out every part of Clark that could
be marked by the wet heat. Clark sucked, licking at Lex�s tongue before pushing
it back so he could do his own search of Lex�s mouth, darting out to map the
scar on his upper lip before returning to kiss Lex passionately.
Lex�s skin felt
satin smooth beneath his hands, and Clark couldn�t seem to stop touching and
caressing his scalp, marveling at how smooth it felt. It wasn�t enough, though,
to feel with his hands, and Clark dragged his mouth away from Lex�s in order to
kiss and lick across skin that couldn�t possibly be as heated as it seemed to
be. The taste of Lex exploded on his tongue, in his mouth, and ripped a groan
from Clark, forcing him to press his hips against Lex�s. He could hear Lex
moaning, mumbling something or other about wanting
and needing and more, and it made no sense to his lust-addled brain other than that
Clark needed to taste more of Lex, so he lowered his lips to Lex�s neck,
nipping and soothing the sharp sting of teeth with gentle touches of his
tongue.
Clark moaned,
becoming aware that his shirt was being tugged at, pulled off and he shifted
back enough to allow Lex to yank his t-shirt over his head before he grabbed
Lex�s shirt and tugged, one smooth move tearing the silk as though it were
paper. Clark cupped a hand around Lex�s head and tugged him forward, his lips crashing
against Lex�s as their bare chests touched, eliciting a deep groan of pleasure
from both men. �Fuck, yes�� Clark
heard Lex moan against his mouth, the sound vibrating through their joined lips
before Lex tore his mouth away, chest heaving as he dragged in unsteady breaths.
�You called on
purpose last night, didn�t you, Clark?� Lex was pressing kisses over Clark�s
jaw, fingers running over his bare chest as he spoke, voice honey-thick and throaty
with need, and Clark wanted to be coated in that voice, to lose himself in the
sound of Lex�s diction.
�Yes,� Clark moaned
after what felt like hours, finally seeming to realize that Lex had asked him a
question, head tipping back to expose his throat to Lex. He felt as Lex moved
his mouth to trail over his neck. �God. Needed to know� if you wanted me,
wanted this�� He moaned again, feeling Lex bite at the juncture where his
throat met his shoulder. �Wasn�t sure, even after you called by accident. Fuck,
just hearing you moan my name like that� God,
Lex�� Clark hissed as Lex blew gently
over where he had bit Clark, the cold air making him gasp and writhe underneath
Lex�s weight. �So good.�
He could feel lips
curving against his skin as Lex slid off the couch to kneel in front of Clark,
his mouth sliding over Clark�s bare chest, kissing and licking, and fuck� savouring. �Wasn�t an accident.
Not entirely, anyway. I wanted you to listen to me come, I wanted you to hear
me moan for you, call for you. I didn�t think you would call me back though. Fuck!�
While Lex had been
talking, Clark had been tugging at his pants, and had freed his cock from its
confines, wrapping his fist around Lex�s cock and pumping a few times. Finally,
Clark rubbed his fingers over the head, catching pre-come on his fingers and
bringing them up to suck off the silky wetness. Lex seemed unable to tear his
eyes away as Clark moaned, eyes nearly rolling back into his head as he savored
Lex�s taste.
��God, Clark,� Lex moaned, leaning forward to
capture Clark�s fingers in his mouth, licking between them as though searching
out any trace of himself on them before leaning forward and repeating the
search in Clark�s mouth. �I want to be inside you. Can you just imagine it? Fuck,
Clark, I want to taste you. I want to lick your ass and feel you open beneath my
mouth, my tongue. And then when you�ve relaxed I want to slide my finger inside
and help you open up. And when you scream my name, I want to add another
finger, and another. I want to fuck you with my fingers until you�re begging me
to fuck you. And then, Clark� fuck, and
then I�m going to slide inside your ass until I can�t fit anymore inside you,
until I�m completely inside...� Clark moaned, hands already tearing at his
denim jeans, the sound of material tearing filling the room. Lex bit Clark�s
ear, tongue circling the shell delicately. �Then I�m going to fuck you so hard
you�ll be feeling me inside you for days.�
�Please, Lex. God, please!� Clark grasped at Lex and
pulled him forward to kiss him again, hard enough to taste the copper tang of
blood filling his mouth. �I want that, I want you. Fuck, Lex� Anything!�
�Roll over,� Lex
growled, shifting back onto his heels as Clark hurriedly complied, cock heavy
and hard and aching. Clark pressed
his face against the couch, inhaling deeply and slamming his eyes shut against
the heat that threatened to explode as he felt Lex�s hands pulling his ass
cheeks apart. He could feel and hear Lex inhaling deeply, scenting him, before
he felt what could only be liquid fire snaking around his hole, followed by the
vibration of Lex�s moan. Clark couldn�t stop his hips from pushing back against
Lex, and he whined, wordlessly pleading for more.
It was obvious to
Clark that Lex had enjoyed how he tasted by the way that Lex almost attacked
his ass, licking and biting viciously, possessively. Clark moaned loudly, hips
bucking and pressing back against Lex when he felt a finger circle his opening,
and gently push in. Clark remained still for a short moment before letting out
a long, low moan and pressing back against the finger while crying out, �Lex!�
He could feel the vibration of Lex�s chuckle, and soon enough a second finger
was pressing into him, opening him. Clark felt delirious as every second breath
turned into pleas for more.
�Lex,� Clark gasped
as he grabbed his own cock, squeezing hard enough that it hurt, and it pulled him back from the edge of orgasm. �Please, Lex.
Fuck me. Oh God, Lex, I need you inside me. I need to feel you��
The tongue pulled away from his ass, followed by the hand and Clark felt
something wet followed by the hard head of Lex�s cock pressing against him
slowly, too slowly. Whimpering slightly, Clark reached behind him to hold Lex
by the hips and, suddenly, pushed back hard and fast, not stopping until Lex
was buried in him, and he could feel his balls nestled against his body.
�Fuck, Clark. Are you all right?� Lex
paused, hands running over Clark�s back soothingly.
Clark groaned,
turning to look over his shoulder. �No, because you won�t fucking move. Fuck me already, damn you!�
Lex growled and
pulled his hips back until his cock was almost completely out of Clark�s ass
before plunging forward once more, while Clark groaned, pressing back against
Lex, one hand wrapped around his cock as he stroked himself in time with the
thrusts. Before long, Clark was chanting Lex�s name, and Lex bent forward to
bite at Clark�s neck as his hips snapped forward and he growled, coming
explosively. Clark could feel the wet heat flooding him, and came as well, head
tilting back as he searched for Lex�s mouth and kissed him, his screams as he
came muffled by the passionate kiss.
Clark groaned as
Lex�s cock slipped out of his ass, and rolled over. He quickly wrapped his arms
around Lex and pulled him closer.� ��m
glad you called,� he mumbled as he pressed gentle kisses across Lex�s
shoulders.
Lex laughed, and
kissed Clark tenderly, all the passion of earlier seeming to have evaporated,
leaving behind only the tenderness of their feelings. �I�m glad you called me
back.�
Clark grinned,
closing his eyes. �Mmmn. Think we could have calls like those ones more often�say,
every night?�
�I think that could
be arranged.�
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