The Glitter Jungle:
Fiction:
Field Trip Version Angst
Lex sees something. Clark/Lionel
A walk under the moonlit sky. Would've been romantic, for any other couple. Not this one. For them the night held no mystery, only pure, almost brutal passion under the cover of darkness with only the stars to turn a blaming eye.
They meet like this, in secret, every chance they get, hiding from the world and the angry sunlight. Hurried encounters under the naked sky, where the field of tall flowers is their cloak. Frenzied and hungry they touch and take, aware of the perversity of their actions.
Lex followed one day. Wondered what it was that was so secretive and trailed behind his father unnoticed until he saw. Witnessed their tryst in shocked speechlessness.
He couldn't get his mouth and throat to breath in air. He just stood there, almost gagging, until bright red spots appeared, surrounding the image of Lionel with Clark like a weird, twisted frame. The burn in his lungs reminded him of something he couldn't quite grasp.
They heard him. He didn't think he made one sound, but somehow they heard him, disengaging and becoming two separate beings again.
He could feel his love for them becoming hate.
Sequel:
Field Trip Version Happy
Lex/Clark/Lionel
A walk under the moonlit sky. Would've been romantic, for any other couple. Not this one. For them the night held no mystery, only pure, almost brutal passion under the cover of darkness with only the stars to turn a blaming eye.
They meet like this, in secret, every chance they get, hiding from the world and the angry sunlight. Hurried encounters under the naked sky, where the field of tall flowers is their cloak. Frenzied and hungry they touch and take, aware of the perversity of their actions.
Lex followed one day. Wondered what it was that was so secretive and trailed behind his father unnoticed until he saw. Witnessed their tryst in shocked speechlessness.
Tried to fight his arousal at their beauty, at the agile, flowing way
they touched and curved around each other. A whimper escaped his lips and
before he could turn and run, Clark was already standing before him, naked
and sculpted in the moonlight like a glorious god, holding his hand and
taking him into the lion's den.
Sequel:
Smut Sequel to Field Trip Version Happy
Lex/Clark/Lionel
No words were spoken, only Clark's gentle smile when he guided Lex's head towards his father, when Lionel kissed him and for the first time he felt loved, and worthy of love. Only a soft moan when Clark licked at his neck, a whimper when Lionel went down on his knees before him. Soft cries of completion when they surrounded him, blanketed him in love and warmth and sex.
Only louder groaning and grunting when they showed him; his own private
adult theatre where he knew both actors, and knew their beauty. Parading
their lust before him, best porn ever, and only a single scream of his
name when they both climaxed.