Stormy Weather
Chapter Five: Blackmail
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The rest of the week went by smoothly for Clark and Pete. Neither Clark's nor Pete's parents noticed a thing. They shared a quick kiss here and there, but never in public. Just when they were alone. In one of their rooms, "studying," in the Fortress of Solitude, in the woods. But they hadn't had enough time to do anything besides that.
"Hey Clark," Chloe said, walking into the Torch office.
"Hi Chloe. What's up?" Clark asked.
"Nothing, really. I've got some gossip, though," she said, a twinkle in her eye.
"And what would that be?" Clark asked.
"There's a great new couple in Smallville. But it's not a normal couple," Chloe said.
Clark started to get nervous. Could she know? She couldn't... "And why is that?" he asked calmly.
"Because they're both guys! Yes, we have our very own gay couple in Smallville High! You wanna know who?" she asked.
He had to know if she suspected anything. So he agreed to her telling him. Just to see if she knew. "Get this... Are you ready? They're-" she started, but was interrupted by Pete walking into the room.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"Have a seat, Pete. You should hear this, too," she said.
"Hear what?" he asked, pulling up a chair and sitting down.
"Chloe says that she's found a new couple in SHS," Clark informed.
"A gay couple," Chloe added.
"Oh. And who would that be?" Pete asked. Clark hoped Chloe didn't notice the nervousness in either of their faces.
"I was just about to tell Clark. It's Sam Richards and Eddie McKenzie. Isn't that surprising? Eddie always did seem a little feminine," Chloe said.
Clark and Pete both let deep breaths. They didn't even realize they had been holding them. "Why do you sound so relieved?" Chloe asked, shuffling through papers in a tray to her right.
"Huh?" Pete asked.
"You both exhaled like you were relieved of something," Chloe said.
"Oh," Pete said. Neither of them looked at Chloe.
"Oh my... Are you... you guys... Are you two gay?" Chloe finally let out.
"N-no," Clark said, unconvincingly.
"Liar!" Chloe said, jumping up. She looked amazed. "I can't believe it!"
"Chloe, we're not," Pete said, going to her. "We're... together, yes. But we're not gay. We're straight guys that just fell in love."
"That's such a rip off of Road Rules," Chloe said, referring the Campus Crawl edition conversation between Shane and Rachel.
"That doesn't make it any less true. I mean, we've dated girls before, and..." Pete started.
"Since when has Clark dated a girl?" Chloe interrupted.
"That's not the point. The point is, we both still like girls, but we... like each other, too. It's not as if I don't get a boner when some hot chick walks by," Pete said.
"Meet me at my house at eight, or I'll tell everybody," Chloe said.
"What?" Pete asked.
"Both of you. Tonight, eight o'clock," she said. Noticing Clark's dazed expression, she added: "Yes, this is blackmail. So be there, or be gay." She burst out laughing. "Sorry. That just slipped out!" When she left the room, she was still laughing.
Clark and Pete spent the rest of the day avoiding Chloe. But they did meet her at eight. Chloe was capable of many things, and blackmail probably wasn't an exception.
"You're here," she said, opening the door after Clark's second knock. "My dad's out, so just come on in. Let's go up to my room."
"What are we here for, Chloe?" Pete asked.
"You'll see. Just more blackmail," she said, a small grin playing at her lips.
"Chloe..." Clark started.
"Shhh! Sit," she instructed, and they sat on her bed. They stared at her. "Kiss."
"What?" Pete asked, standing up.
"Sit down! I said kiss. You, him, lips together," she said.
"Chloe," Clark said.
"Do it. I have an e-mail ready to be sent to every Smallville High student, and if you don't do what I say, I'll send it," she said.
Hesitantly, Clark and Pete gave each other a quick kiss on the lips.
"Ooh, yummy," Chloe said, pulling up a chair. It was as if she was a spectator of some show. She was really enjoying this, already, and all they had done was a simple kiss. She wasn't going to be easy on them, either. "That was good. Now, more passionately," she added.
"Chloe, you can't be-" Pete started, but she rolled her chair over to her computer. "Okay! Okay!" he said. She smiled, and made a motion with her hand that said 'Get on with it!'
Clark took a deep breath, and moved in on Pete. They kissed normally at first, then fulfilled Chloe's wish by adding some tongue. They pulled apart. "That was passionate? I want more tongue. And more touching and feeling. Maybe even some lay-down kissing," she complained.
Pete sighed, and pushed Clark onto his back. He leaned over him, and kissed him, with tongue, sucking his lips and tongue, moving one of his hands up Clark's shirt. "Make some noise," Chloe-the-spectator put in.
"Mmm, Pete," Clark moaned. "Harder."
"Ooh, kinky," Chloe said.
"Clark, Clark," Pete muttered. He pulled off of Clark. Clark sat up, and they looked at Chloe, waiting.
"Hmm," she said. "Ah, I know. Clark, take Pete's clothes off. Except for his undies. Leave those on... for now. But, take 'em off, and kiss him all over." The grin on her face was unbelievable.
Clark did so, removing Pete's silky shirt, then his pants and socks. He kissed the area right above Pete's boxer-line. He moved up a bit, to his belly button, and moved north. He added tongue every now and then, and finally got to his nipples.
"Noise," Chloe reminded.
"Mmm," Clark said, licking Pete's nipples.
"Oh, yeah Clark, baby. Lick me all over," Pete said. And Clark did, licking down towards his boxers (which were starting to look more like a tent.)
"Whoa," Chloe said.
"Would you like me to stop?" Clark asked her.
"No, no, go right ahead," she said.
Clark licked Pete's belly button, pushing his tongue under the elastic band just a little, then sitting up, seeing the enjoyed look on Chloe's face.
"Naked," Chloe said. "Get naked. Both of you. Pete, undress Clark completely. Then, Clark, pull Pete's boxers off with your teeth," she said.
Pete slowly undressed Clark. He didn't want to do it hastily, and make Chloe mad. He went exceptionally slow when he got to his boxers. He slowly slid them down his thighs... knees... and completely off.
"Ooh, Clark. Excited?" Chloe noted.
Clark blushed, and hesitated to get on his knees. He did, though, and bit onto the band of Pete's boxers. He pulled them off, much to Chloe's excitement. "On your way back up, just casually bump into it with your face," she added. It was as if she had been containing this horny little devil just waiting to get out.
But Clark slowly rose to his feet, bumping into Pete's extremely hard self, nudging it with his nose. "Ohhh, yeah," Pete said.
"Ooh, extra moaning. That's a plus," Chloe said. "Hand jobs?"
"Excuse me?" Clark snapped.
"You heard me. Remember the e-mail," she reminded.
"Chloe, we haven't even got that far on our own," Pete said.
"Aw, how sweet," she said seriously. "Now's as good a time as any. You need to start somewhere. How about practicing in front of me? That'll be a good place to start."
"Who first?" Clark obliged.
"Good question. Hmm, Pete, you do Clark first," she said.
Very hesitantly, Pete began rubbing Clark, just to get him ready. He gripped it, then ran his clenched fist along the length of it. Unable to hold back, Clark had ejaculated three minutes later. "Oh, Pete, that felt so good. We need to do that more often."
"See?" Chloe said. "I got you started. Soon, you'll be doing it every night. Or, you could... Clark, give Pete a bj."
"What?!" Clark said, whipping around to face her.
"Yes," she said.
"Chloe..." Pete said. He was holding a book in his hand. (Not the hand he just used to... you know...) It was labeled "Chloe's Diary."
"Ha! As if I care. There's nothing in it. At least nothing that would be dirt against me," she said.
"I'll delete that e-mail," he threatened.
"You should know me better than that, Pete. I have copies on disks," she said.
"About that bl-" Chloe said, but she was cut off by a deep voice yelling: "What the hell is going on here?"
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Who was that?!?!? Don't worry, it won't be bad... More to come soon; tell me what you think of this. As I said, please don't give me flames. If you didn't like this type of story then you shouldn't have read it.
Chapter Five: Blackmail
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The rest of the week went by smoothly for Clark and Pete. Neither Clark's nor Pete's parents noticed a thing. They shared a quick kiss here and there, but never in public. Just when they were alone. In one of their rooms, "studying," in the Fortress of Solitude, in the woods. But they hadn't had enough time to do anything besides that.
"Hey Clark," Chloe said, walking into the Torch office.
"Hi Chloe. What's up?" Clark asked.
"Nothing, really. I've got some gossip, though," she said, a twinkle in her eye.
"And what would that be?" Clark asked.
"There's a great new couple in Smallville. But it's not a normal couple," Chloe said.
Clark started to get nervous. Could she know? She couldn't... "And why is that?" he asked calmly.
"Because they're both guys! Yes, we have our very own gay couple in Smallville High! You wanna know who?" she asked.
He had to know if she suspected anything. So he agreed to her telling him. Just to see if she knew. "Get this... Are you ready? They're-" she started, but was interrupted by Pete walking into the room.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"Have a seat, Pete. You should hear this, too," she said.
"Hear what?" he asked, pulling up a chair and sitting down.
"Chloe says that she's found a new couple in SHS," Clark informed.
"A gay couple," Chloe added.
"Oh. And who would that be?" Pete asked. Clark hoped Chloe didn't notice the nervousness in either of their faces.
"I was just about to tell Clark. It's Sam Richards and Eddie McKenzie. Isn't that surprising? Eddie always did seem a little feminine," Chloe said.
Clark and Pete both let deep breaths. They didn't even realize they had been holding them. "Why do you sound so relieved?" Chloe asked, shuffling through papers in a tray to her right.
"Huh?" Pete asked.
"You both exhaled like you were relieved of something," Chloe said.
"Oh," Pete said. Neither of them looked at Chloe.
"Oh my... Are you... you guys... Are you two gay?" Chloe finally let out.
"N-no," Clark said, unconvincingly.
"Liar!" Chloe said, jumping up. She looked amazed. "I can't believe it!"
"Chloe, we're not," Pete said, going to her. "We're... together, yes. But we're not gay. We're straight guys that just fell in love."
"That's such a rip off of Road Rules," Chloe said, referring the Campus Crawl edition conversation between Shane and Rachel.
"That doesn't make it any less true. I mean, we've dated girls before, and..." Pete started.
"Since when has Clark dated a girl?" Chloe interrupted.
"That's not the point. The point is, we both still like girls, but we... like each other, too. It's not as if I don't get a boner when some hot chick walks by," Pete said.
"Meet me at my house at eight, or I'll tell everybody," Chloe said.
"What?" Pete asked.
"Both of you. Tonight, eight o'clock," she said. Noticing Clark's dazed expression, she added: "Yes, this is blackmail. So be there, or be gay." She burst out laughing. "Sorry. That just slipped out!" When she left the room, she was still laughing.
Clark and Pete spent the rest of the day avoiding Chloe. But they did meet her at eight. Chloe was capable of many things, and blackmail probably wasn't an exception.
"You're here," she said, opening the door after Clark's second knock. "My dad's out, so just come on in. Let's go up to my room."
"What are we here for, Chloe?" Pete asked.
"You'll see. Just more blackmail," she said, a small grin playing at her lips.
"Chloe..." Clark started.
"Shhh! Sit," she instructed, and they sat on her bed. They stared at her. "Kiss."
"What?" Pete asked, standing up.
"Sit down! I said kiss. You, him, lips together," she said.
"Chloe," Clark said.
"Do it. I have an e-mail ready to be sent to every Smallville High student, and if you don't do what I say, I'll send it," she said.
Hesitantly, Clark and Pete gave each other a quick kiss on the lips.
"Ooh, yummy," Chloe said, pulling up a chair. It was as if she was a spectator of some show. She was really enjoying this, already, and all they had done was a simple kiss. She wasn't going to be easy on them, either. "That was good. Now, more passionately," she added.
"Chloe, you can't be-" Pete started, but she rolled her chair over to her computer. "Okay! Okay!" he said. She smiled, and made a motion with her hand that said 'Get on with it!'
Clark took a deep breath, and moved in on Pete. They kissed normally at first, then fulfilled Chloe's wish by adding some tongue. They pulled apart. "That was passionate? I want more tongue. And more touching and feeling. Maybe even some lay-down kissing," she complained.
Pete sighed, and pushed Clark onto his back. He leaned over him, and kissed him, with tongue, sucking his lips and tongue, moving one of his hands up Clark's shirt. "Make some noise," Chloe-the-spectator put in.
"Mmm, Pete," Clark moaned. "Harder."
"Ooh, kinky," Chloe said.
"Clark, Clark," Pete muttered. He pulled off of Clark. Clark sat up, and they looked at Chloe, waiting.
"Hmm," she said. "Ah, I know. Clark, take Pete's clothes off. Except for his undies. Leave those on... for now. But, take 'em off, and kiss him all over." The grin on her face was unbelievable.
Clark did so, removing Pete's silky shirt, then his pants and socks. He kissed the area right above Pete's boxer-line. He moved up a bit, to his belly button, and moved north. He added tongue every now and then, and finally got to his nipples.
"Noise," Chloe reminded.
"Mmm," Clark said, licking Pete's nipples.
"Oh, yeah Clark, baby. Lick me all over," Pete said. And Clark did, licking down towards his boxers (which were starting to look more like a tent.)
"Whoa," Chloe said.
"Would you like me to stop?" Clark asked her.
"No, no, go right ahead," she said.
Clark licked Pete's belly button, pushing his tongue under the elastic band just a little, then sitting up, seeing the enjoyed look on Chloe's face.
"Naked," Chloe said. "Get naked. Both of you. Pete, undress Clark completely. Then, Clark, pull Pete's boxers off with your teeth," she said.
Pete slowly undressed Clark. He didn't want to do it hastily, and make Chloe mad. He went exceptionally slow when he got to his boxers. He slowly slid them down his thighs... knees... and completely off.
"Ooh, Clark. Excited?" Chloe noted.
Clark blushed, and hesitated to get on his knees. He did, though, and bit onto the band of Pete's boxers. He pulled them off, much to Chloe's excitement. "On your way back up, just casually bump into it with your face," she added. It was as if she had been containing this horny little devil just waiting to get out.
But Clark slowly rose to his feet, bumping into Pete's extremely hard self, nudging it with his nose. "Ohhh, yeah," Pete said.
"Ooh, extra moaning. That's a plus," Chloe said. "Hand jobs?"
"Excuse me?" Clark snapped.
"You heard me. Remember the e-mail," she reminded.
"Chloe, we haven't even got that far on our own," Pete said.
"Aw, how sweet," she said seriously. "Now's as good a time as any. You need to start somewhere. How about practicing in front of me? That'll be a good place to start."
"Who first?" Clark obliged.
"Good question. Hmm, Pete, you do Clark first," she said.
Very hesitantly, Pete began rubbing Clark, just to get him ready. He gripped it, then ran his clenched fist along the length of it. Unable to hold back, Clark had ejaculated three minutes later. "Oh, Pete, that felt so good. We need to do that more often."
"See?" Chloe said. "I got you started. Soon, you'll be doing it every night. Or, you could... Clark, give Pete a bj."
"What?!" Clark said, whipping around to face her.
"Yes," she said.
"Chloe..." Pete said. He was holding a book in his hand. (Not the hand he just used to... you know...) It was labeled "Chloe's Diary."
"Ha! As if I care. There's nothing in it. At least nothing that would be dirt against me," she said.
"I'll delete that e-mail," he threatened.
"You should know me better than that, Pete. I have copies on disks," she said.
"About that bl-" Chloe said, but she was cut off by a deep voice yelling: "What the hell is going on here?"
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Who was that?!?!? Don't worry, it won't be bad... More to come soon; tell me what you think of this. As I said, please don't give me flames. If you didn't like this type of story then you shouldn't have read it.