Date: Sun, 27 Mar 2011 04:35:25 -0400 From: nifty23159@gmail.com Subject: Belied DISCLAIMER: The following story may contain homo-erotic situations between consenting adults. If it is illegal for you to read this please leave now. Any resemblance between the characters and any real life person is completely coincidental. Please do not copy or distribute the story without the author's permission. The characters of this story are the exclusive property of their original authors, publishers and production companies. No assumption of copyright has been made in this work. This story picks up at the beginning of the third season of Smallville: Clark has left home (under the influence of red kryptonite) and is living as Kal in Metropolis. ***** "God, she was a good fuck," I thought to myself. After a day of roaming around, picking up some more cash from the banks, and making sure my family back in Smallville was okay, I needed that. The gorgeous blonde girl next to me. She was stunning--I always get the best. No one can say no to me. I made sure she never looked nothing like Lana Lang. The last person I ever want to hurt is Lana. I have to keep myself busy so I know I don't run over to Smallville to fuck the day lights of Lana Lang. So I always got blondes or red-heads. Here she was. I think her name is Melody. Who cares? I drift off to sleep. ----- I wake up and my eyes are slow to open. Something isn't wrong. I'm not lying down. I'm tied to a chair. I can't break free. I realize I feel weak. I taste blood down my cheeks. I don't understand. I look over to the side of my chair and are small fragments kryptonite, digging into my arms. I see this and realize how much pain they are in. "You know, Kal-El, I was wondering how long it was going to be before you woke up. Being on Earth has made you weak," says Melody. "Who are you?" I tried desperately to break free. I felt insecure. I start to feel fear crawl up behind me. "No need to worry. I'm not here to hurt you. Lately, you haven't been the good little boy you've been for the two decades you've been here. We like that. Well, Zod likes that. He brings a message. Keep it up. He wants you to prepare this world for his arrival." "You think I would do that why?" "Oh. We're not giving you a choice. You don't have a choice. All you have to do is wreak more havoc on this planet for a few more years. You'll be great at it. I'll help you." I see Melody grin side to side. She goes to grab something out of a cabinet. She puts on some gloves. She is holding something in her hand--red kryptonite. The stone is a little bigger than a golfball. "Too large for my ring," I thought. Suddenly, she throws it and it lands right on my heart. I feel it puncture my skin. I feel as if I'm dying. I look up and see her come close. She releases me and takes the green kryptonite away. I fade out. ----- I wake up where I fainted. I feel no pain--none of the pain I was feeling before. I look to where the red kryptonite hit me. No scar, but I can feel it. I feel my inner most desires sink in. I want to do my dirtiest deeds that I never thought I would. I start running towards the first thing I want to conquer. I'm going to get what I want tonight. I break in and see my desire in front of me. "Clark? Where the hell have you been? What are you doing here?" I rip off all his clothes and bend him over. I stick my 10" inside and start fucking the shit out of him--no foreplay. He shrieks in pain, "Clark. What the fuck are you doing? Let me go, you bastard." "Lex, I've wanted this for so long. Goddamn, you feel good. Fuck yeah!" I pick him up and move us over to his desk. I clear it and put him on top and the love of my life is facing me while taking me. "Please stop, Clark. It's hurting." I grab his penis and start jerking him furiously while fucking. "Oh, God, Clark. Fuck." He likes it. The macho bitch who thought he owned everyone in the world. He wanted me. He liked being my bitch. Despite my harsh tone filled with sexual rage, I feel something special. I lean in to kiss him. He refuses for a second, then starts kissing back. He opens his mouth and I stick my tongue in. I feel him about to orgasm and I let go of his penis to prevent the orgasm. "Don't stop, Clark. Please. I'm almost there." He reaches for his dick, but I grab his hands and hold them above his head. He squirms from the pain of not being able to cum. We fuck for an hour and finally, I feel it coming. I take his dick and start stroking and he shoots above his head onto the floor behind the desk. While he's shooting, his ass clenches and starts to really milk my dick. I start to orgasm in his ass. I fall on top of him, exhausted. He gets me off of him and gets up. I look at him, "I'm so sorry, Lex." He smiles and takes my hand. We go to his bedroom and lie down. I grab him into bed and he falls asleep in my arms. I drift off into sleep thinking how this is the happiest I've felt all my life. ***** Thank you for reading! Sorry if this is complete trash. It's my first story. Please send comments to Eric Lingamfelter at nifty23159@gmail.com. [=