"K..Kent?" I whisper, trying not to scare him. He's always been a bundle of nerves, yet he looks calm. Maybe he doesnt remember and I can explain why we're naked and in bed. "I..it was you?! I had the best sex ever with you?!" he squeaks before I get a word out. "Clark listen-Wait, best sex?" I smirk, suddenly forgetting our situation. "Well... I mean..." he blushes and turns away. Me and Clark, even if he is a bit of a geek, we've probably gotten laid more then a tile store and that little comment...
'Your not gay! You like women! Pussy and tits, not abs and dicks!' I shake my head. "We were drunk." the words arent mine, their Clarks, whose now holding my blanket close to his chest.
"Y-yeah.. Really drunk." I agree, sitting up with him. I see him flinch as he sit up and it reminds me...
'His ass was so nice~ He sounded so sweet...' I lick my lips as an animal raw lust tells me to pounce him over and over. "Doesnt mean... we cant do it again..." its was soft, almost nonexistent but it was there. And oddly enough, with no hesitation
"Yes. God yes." i blurt, turning my head to look at him. "So..." he trails off and I cant seem to place whats in his voice. "We both know neither of us are gay and... we're best friends since daycare... its perfectly normal to have a type of attraction to each other. It's not like we're in love with each other, this is just sexual tension." I nod in agreement with myself. "A-and we just need to get it out of our system. So... I purpose something. Until everything is out of our bodies, we're BFWB's." Clark locks eyes with me. "Huh?"
"Best Friends With Benefits." he smiles and I smile. "I like that!" I flip and tower above him.
"Ready for a sober round 2?" I growl in his ear. "Hell fuckin YES!" he wraps his arms around my neck and we play it from the top.
Today is the third week since our little agreement. Clark sometimes texts me at night and he'll come over or I go past his apartment and we fuck. But we still hang out like always. It's still normal. We go to the movies, we visit my parents manor, we take our collage classes(we only have 3, me studying electrical engineering and he studying media and news, so we get to spend more time with each other anyways),we whistle at girls, he's my wingman, and I'm his. Though... ever since I've been sleeping with Clark, I really havent been inside anyone else. I dont feel the need I guess. And no, i'm not going to admit randomly I'm in love with him like in those cheesy movies Ma watches in the built in theater back at the mansion. I have no nor do I harbor any romantic feelings towards boy scout Clark 'Smallville' Kent. He's my best friend, and for now, turned fuck buddy...o-only til we get all of this out of our systems!
That's all.
Nothing more, nothing less, just-
"F-Faster!"
so fucking amazing!
My poor bed groans under me and Clarks weight as I continue to bang the shit out of him. "Clark!" I growl, dropping my head in the crook of his neck but not losing any speed.
"Goddammit!" he moans loudly, throwing his head back as I smirk. "S-Such a mouth boy scout..." I lick a trail from his collar bone to his Adam's apple, and back down to his pulse point. It's hammering so violently, that if I wasnt literary fucking him within an inch of his life, I'd think he's having a heart attack. I pull away and prop myself up with my already weak arms. I watch and his hands slip from around my neck to gripping my red satin sheets behind him til his knuckles turn white. "B-Bruce...! Fu...fuck me!" his slim body heaves with every tremor, breath, moan, gasp, scream, meowl and every other kind of sound Clark makes as I thrust in and out of his foreverly tight ass. "O...Okay" I chuckle breathlessly and snap my hips up. "Hnnggah! he gasps and arches his back, trying to get me to do it again.
I see him struggle to open one eye and I lean closer to him. Usually we dont kiss but I cant help it. So I'm feeling a little frisky. Well compared to the fact I have his ass dangling from the edge of my bed, the only thing holding him up his my cock and pelvis bone which is blending so perfectly with his bell shaped ass for the simply manovour of placing on knee on the bed as I still fuck him, maybe the kiss is just common curtsey. I put my weight on from my palms to my right elbow as I run my fingers through his sweat soaked hair and yank his head back roughly, smashing his lips with mine. My tongue leaves none of his mouth uncovered, retrieving every sweet, lime/lemon/peach taste in him. Apparently, that's all it takes and he cums between our stomachs, tighting his muscles around me. My thrusts become uneven as I continue to swallow his screams but I open one eye to see his eyes screwed shut and his face so beautiful. I groan again and within a couple of more thrusts, I empty myself inside him, losing all feeling in my arms and legs and falling next to him.
"Wow..." I hear him whisper. I gulp my air full of lungs and wait til the rushing sound of blood slowly fades out of my ears.
"Yeah..." everytime I fuck Clark, I have thee most mind blowing orgasms. Ever. I pull out and he winces a little. "I didnt even touch you..." I chuckle a little. He pouts slightly then smiles.
"Now...cum is dripping on your rug...ha.." Clark weakly laughs, his dark baby blue eyes turning to look at me. "I could clean that up." he blushes and I know he gets it. "What? To make a bigger mess, probably not where we start which is here?" I look around the bed room, not moving my head from him. "When'd we get from the living room to in here?" I ask, only vaguely remembering us starting this on the sofa.
"Have no idea..." I move my leg and he slides to the floor with a small 'oof!'. I smile as he shakingly stands and stumbles to the bathroom. "Imma clean up then we grab a bite to eat?" I nod, watching him smile and his baby blue eyes sparkle. "I'll make somethin. Maybe... we can stay in tonight?" Even without realizing it, we sound like a couple. "I...I'd like that Bats." I smile at the nickname. "You've been calling me that since grade-school!" I call after him as he disappears into the bedroom bathroom. "Since you brought that caged bat in for Show-n-Tell and you got so excited!" he yells back over the running water. "Yeah, well at least I didnt wear a different Superman shirt every day, Supes!" I can almost hear his pout over my laughter and the water. "The Man Of Steel is awesome!" I nod and shakingly stand. "Sure! Whatever you say!" I hear his protective grumbles but their drowned out by the water. I head to the kitchen and look in the fridge. 'Empty. Great...'
I sigh and pick up the phone. "Morning, Noon and Night Delivery! How may we make your day?" Wally West picks up the phone. "Walls, I need a favor."
"Is this..? Well, I'll be! Bruce Wayne!"
I smile at one of my closest friends(and my ex, yes but he was the only) voice. "It's nice to hear you again." his real sweet laugh reminds me of his softly freckled face, fiery red hair and his dark turquoise green eyes. Thats why I made him an exception. Then he found Hal Jordan and I really happy for him, then we deiced we'd stay close friends. "You too Brucey! Where've you been?"
"uhh" I look towards my bedroom and listen to the soft humming join the water flow. "Ya know, here and there."
"Well, I know you aint call to catch up, which shame on you, so whats your order?" I laugh.
"Straight to the point huh? Mind sending two" I look at the door once more. "Eh, make that four bacon, egg and cheese's?" I hear the far away scribbling on a notepad. "Kay, anything to drink?"
"Doctor Pepper!" I growl at the familiar other chiming voice on the line that isnt Wally.
"Clark!" I yell, gaining a laugh and a non-trust worthy 'Sorry!'. I sigh, yet a smile tugs at the corners of my lips. "Was that Clark?"
"Yeah..." Wally was never dumb. No matter what anyone thought. "So you admit it?" I pull the phone away from my ear and give it a confusing look before placing it back to my ear.
"Admit what?"
"Well two things. 1) you love Clark, and you always have and 2)your gay."
I cant believe this!
"I'm not gay!" I hiss, clenching my hands into fist on the counter, hitting said counter softly.
"And I dont 'love' Clark!" I whisper, sparing a glance at my room door. "We... we just need to get this outta of our system." I hear Wally tsk. "You didnt learn a thing from our realtionship did you? You like guys Bruce. It's okay. And even when we we're going out, Clark was always on your mind, you were always texting him, talking to him, talking about him or going some where with him."
I shake my head, trying not to let any of what Wally's saying even be considered. "No okay! Just... Give me a Doctor Pepper and a-"
"A coffee, 2 sugers, cream and no milk." Clark... Instead of yelling at him again, I nodd my head, not taking my eyes off of the counter surface. "Y-yeah..." I can practically hear Wallys all-knowing smile. "Will do~ Home?"
"Harvey's 'Den's, apartment 8E. How much is that?"
"Lets call this a... 'Promise Gift'"
"Whats my promise?" I ask, smiling a litte. "We get together, you, Clark, me and Hal. One night." I sigh and tilt my head. "I'll try..."
"No! No try, do!"
"Okay,okay! How about-"
"Next month!"
I snap my head at Clark, leaning on my bedroom door way with my room phone in his hand. "Okay then! See ya next month!" And with that, the line goes dead and me and Clark hang up. "Nice homecooked breakfast. Here naked Bat." I catch my Superman(Yeah I got them) sweats as Clark flings them at me. "Ha ha ha. Thanks..." I mutter,watching Clark trail over in-
"Are those my Batman sweats?" He nods as he walks over to the other side of the counter and sits. "Yep." I cant but smile at the actual meaning for us.
'Oh no...'
I smile and laugh as our hands find each other's over the counter and entwine.
'This is bad...'
My heart is pounding and I feel light headed.
'Nonono...'
I cant pull my eyes away from his soft smile, his raven hair or his beautiful sky blue eyes.
'The feeling in my stomach... it's still normal but...'
My eyes widen as something clenchs in my stomach.
'Something more'
