Christmas in Smallville | By : Royality Category: DC Verse Comics > Justice League Views: 7010 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Bruce had to eye the little trick that Clark pulled. “Mm..minty…” he laughed a little, pulling away at the scarf around his neck then tossed it in the back seat. Clark followed in suit and they both struggled to wiggle out of their coats, smiling at each other. “Should we go in the back?” Clark asked, honestly unsure how to have sex in a car…but Bruce seemed to be the leading expert. “No, just sit in your seat and lean it back. I’ll do the rest.” He was already busy wiggling out of his slacks, much practice from his habit of changing out of his clothes into the bat suit in public in usually cramped areas without the assistance of super speed. Clark was watching Bruce in awe for a moment, then went to go do as he was told. He unzipped his pants, or at least tried too, but for once in his life, he was too slow. Bruce was already leaning over, undoing the belt, button, then zipper, fishing out Clark’s large and twitching erection.
“He…hey…slow down, Bruce….” Clark laughed, a little nervous when Bruce got so aggressive. “Slow…what? You’re kidding right?” Bruce laughed, putting his warm hand on the meat and gave it a few small pumps. “We’re in a little car in the middle of some street in Kansas in December…and you want me to slow down?” he said, smirking and cocked an eyebrow at Clark. He really was cute when he was his country self. Clark was silent for a minute. “Well, when you say it like…nn…”he grunted a little, closing one of his eyes as he winced. Bruce had no intentions of slowing down and had taken liberties of his own. The first one being lowering his mouth to the cock head of Superman and licking sweetly at the tip. Clark’s hand fumbled on the lower part of the car seat, looking desperately for the lever to push his seat back. When he finally found it, his seat-back about collapsed from the pressure he was putting on it. There was a loud crunching sound that was the sound of something definitely breaking.
As Clark’s eyes stared at the ceiling, Bruce just laughed, taking the opportunity to make use of a bad situation. Before Clark could start complaining about how this was a bad idea, Bruce gave him a preemptive response of “I’ll buy you a new one”, then moved his body around so he could 69 him. Clark was about to retaliate in protest, but there was suddenly an erection and swinging balls around his nose and mouth area. Fine. With a soft sigh, Clark put his hands on each of Bruce’s ass cheeks and lifted his own head just sigh enough to suck on one of the balls. It was only after Clark finally give into him did Bruce stop his tongue teasing and sucked in the entire tip of Clark’s erection into his mouth. As Clark changed balls, then sucked on the under shaft of Bruce’s cock, Bruce gave a pleasurable moan, pushing more of the other man’s meat down his throat. His lips blocked his teeth for the moment, but deviously used them on occasion. It was a sense of surprise that pleased Clark. Bruce was always full of them.
When the teeth scrapped, Clark slightly gasped, hissing and released his own mouth from Bruce’s sex for a moment so he could look down to watch. The view from this angle was amazing. Bruce had such a defined body and as strong as he looked, to think he would willingly put himself in such a vulnerable state. Even though it was very selfish of Clark to stop, he couldn’t help it. His dark eyes full of lust as he panted softly, tensing up with Bruce hit the right spots with his teeth or his tongue. Bruce took cues for the hissing, but then pulled off, looking down to look back at Bruce was a little smile. His lips were shiny and moist from his saliva that matched well with Clark’s slicked over erection that throbbed hard for more attention. “B…Bruce…” Clark stammered, trying his best to talk. “Hm?” Bruce asked, turning his attention to stroking the moist meat in front of him.
Clark moaned again., then tried to calm himself down. “I don’t…I don’t have any lube or anything…but…” Bruce looked at him, then sighed, shaking his head. He reached over to the glove box, opening the car’s compartment and fished out a little clear bottle with a bright orange top that stood for heated. Clark eyed him, raising his eyebrows. “How did that…” he started to ask, but stopped when Bruce started to turn around on top of him. He sat on Clark’s lap, rubbing their erections together as he busied himself with fishing into the pocket of his own slacks. He pulled out a small, flat package that was obviously a condom. The rigged edges of the small yellow package were torn by teeth as Clark looked at Bruce somewhere between confusion and impressed. “Well prepared as always?” Clark asked, decided to be more impressed then confused. “Of course”, stated Bruce, rolling the rubber on Clark’s erection then added an extra helping of lube. “Just because I’m not in uniform, doesn’t mean I’m about to be caught with my pants down.”
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