BOOK I: PART TWO
A week had passed since Lanas scheme had been uncovered and
Lex had blackmailed her into letting Whitney off the hook with their
friends at Smallville High. The damage control Lex had insisted
on was going fairly well. She had made several very public gestures
of affection toward Whitney to prove to the school that there were
no hard feelings between them. On a private level, her relationship
with Clark and Whitney was still a bit strained and would be for
a while, but overall everything in her life was returning to what
passed for normal.
Except, of course, that nothing about her life was "normal"
and hadn't been in a long time -- not since she'd realized that
her boyfriend harbored a lusty passion for her would-be suitor.
It had taken days to process the notion that Whitney wanted to be
so close to Clark. And as for Clark..., well, it hadn't escaped
her notice -- or Chloe's or even Pete's -- that there was something
peculiar about the relationship between Clark and Lex.
Lana could look back now at her recent manipulations and trace
her actions to the hurt that had been caused by those twin realizations.
But that hurt had opened her eyes and allowed her to begin her own
round of self-inquiry and discovery. Kissing Chloe that first time
had led to so much more that she ever thought possible and she hadn't
been prepared for the "new" Lana she'd uncovered. As her
inner self-image had crumbled, she had latched onto her external
image for stability, and in the process she'd hurt some people that
she actually cared for quite a lot.
She felt genuinely bad for having hurt Whitney, but she'd also
done her two friends a favor, too. Clark and Whitney were cute together.
They complimented each other in ways Lana never would have imagined.
Clark was maturing, growing confident and even sexy. The 'new' Whitney
was slightly introverted; thoughtful, yet very much at peace.
'I guess he resolved his own inner conflicts,' she reasoned.
As a couple they were good because they balanced each other so
well. Whitney's recklessness was reined in by Clark's caution. Lana
did feel bad about the amount of hazing they took. Whitneys
former friends harassed him endlessly. Clark had told
Chloe how badly he felt that he'd outed them by accident. Apparently
the locker room harassment had gotten really bad one day and a fight
broke out. It had been written off by the administration as horse-play,
but the undercurrent of ugliness was undeniable. A number of girls
thought it was such a waste of Grade A Kansas males, but most of
the guys seemed obligated to be repulsed by the guy-on-guy romance.
That tension, coupled with the strain of his father's illness was
putting Whitney under more stress than ever. He'd confessed to Lana
only yesterday that he was concerned about his scholarship to Kansas
Despite that, it amazed Lana how close Clark and Whitney had become.
The only problem she saw on their horizon now was Lex. Her recollection
of her confrontation with Lex at the castle was hazy -- he'd manipulated
her, turning her emotions inside out, so she wasn't really clear
on much of what had been said, but she was pretty sure Lex had admitted
he was gay. That wasn't much of a revelation, because it had been
clear for quite a while that Lex was hot for Clark. But if that
was the case, why was Lex defending Whitney? Why had he blackmailed
Lana into making a public show of her acceptance of Clark and Whitney
as a couple? She knew that Whitney and Lex were both hot for Clark,
and Clark was obviously hot for Whitney, and he'd previously been
hot for Lex, as well.
With all that hotness going on, where did those three fit together?
Or more accurately, who was fitting what into whom?
The question confused her, and as she always did when she was confused,
Lana began cleaning house and getting things ready for the coming
week at school. Cleaning helped occupy her mind and got things done
She was thrilled when Chloe walked into the house and flashed her
million-watt smile. That was another of Lana's reparations -- she'd
apologized profusely to Chloe for her diva-like behavior and Chloe
had forgiven her. Things were definitely not back to normal between
"So, how goes the self-inflicted penance? Chloe asked,
taking Lana's hand to pull her into a hug, but Lana shied away from
"Good. Fine," she said, giving her dust rag a nervous
Chloe stepped back and frowned at her. "Really? Then why are
you strangling that dust cloth? And why don't I get a hug?"
Lana took a deep breath. This wasn't going to be easy. "I
don't want to lead you on, Chloe. It's not fair to you."
The frown deepened. "Lead me on?"
"About us." Lana felt lost; as though she'd strayed from
the path her life was supposed to take and couldn't find the trail
of breadcrumbs she'd left for herself. Her relationship with Chloe
had shattered her image of herself and she hadn't quite figured
out to how to put the pieces back together. "I feel really
terrible about this, Chloe, but I don't think I'm as brave as they
Clark and Whitney. Ive thought about it -- about our relationship
-- and I can't be open about it. Not right now. And that's not fair
"So you're breaking up with me? Without even giving me a say
in the matter?" Her frown had turned to full-fledged thunder
"Chloe, it hurts to lie that we are only friends. I want guys
to stop asking me out. I want to tell the truth. But the ugliness
over Whitney and Clark...it's too much."
"Lana, what makes you think I'm strong enough to go through
what they are? They werent even ready. I'm glad they have
each other because they learned who their real friends were and
the list got real short real quick."
"But you don't want to come out?"
"Are you nuts?" She flashed a wicked grin. "Maybe
some day, yeah, but for now? Secret sex is sexy."
Lana grinned. "Is that a hint?"
Lana laughed. "So to speak."
Clark woke up on Sunday morning feeling refreshed. He was able
to spend all of Saturday with Lex and Whitney. He never thought
that he could feel so happy except he knew he was hiding his extraordinary
abilities. Omission felt like lying to him, but his father insisted
that he keep his powers a secret. Clark could not argue his parents
were being very open-minded with the fact that Clark was dating.
Clark had not openly declared that he was actually dating both Lex
and Whitney but they kept dropping hints. 'How was your day?
How are Lex and Whitney?' They asked about both together.
The week following Lana's compromise had been better, but more
challenging in a way. Clark had saved Lex's life once again. Somehow
one of the servant's kids learned how to make a substance that made
objects appear invisible. Lex was fine, but Clark had to use his
abilities around Lex again. Lex was already suspicious if this kept
happening then he would find out Clarks secret for sure. Just
another thing to worry about.
At least things at school were better - for Clark anyway. Lana
was great to Whitney again and they appeared to patch things up.
Perfection had a price and Lana was having the same problem that
Whitney did, reconciling the outer image with the inner self. Clark
understood that better than they could imagine. Whitney actually
asked how he did it. How could he be so calm accepting his sexuality?
Not that he had been complaining, but Whitney was wondering how
he coped. All Clark could say was that he had long felt like an
outsider, being gay just confirmed it. Anyway, he was gay so there
was no use in trying to be something he wasn't. Whitney had kissed
him and said his view was so much different. Clark realized just
how much inner pain Whitney had undergone to reach the point he
was at. Clark made a mental note to tell Whitney how much HE admired
him. Self-journey was never easy and Whitney had done it and that
proved how strong Whitney was.
Clark looked at his alarm clock and it read 6:30. 'I still have
two hours before I get up.' Clark reached into his boxers and
fondled his morning wood. Lex and Whitney kept commenting on how
much they loved the taste of Clarks cock and come. Lex said
if nothing else worked out Clark could always be a porn star. One
great thing about Whit and Lex was between them Clark did not blush
nearly as often as he used to. He did feel beautiful and was beginning
to recognize the power of his body. Whit loved to take Clark home
and touch Clark everywhere. Lex loved touching him also. Clark had
been tag teamed yesterday, his nipples chewed on and his body licked
from head to toe. Clark had his brains fucked out also. He had been
on bottom and stayed there. The sweet torture they inflicted had
been delightful, if frustrating.
Clark looked down at himself and had to admit he was hung. Both
his boyfriends were equipped but they were clipped and he wasnt.
They loved to play with his cock. He'd never measured it; he admitted
so when asked. Whitney had laughed and asked if he could do it for
him. Clark had glared at him. Lex, when told of this conversation,
had been amused. Clark had a ruler in his side drawer of his nightstand
and was thinking about seeing what he measured to, just to know.
He didn't have to tell them. Clark looked at the clock; 6:45. 'Okay
still have plenty of time.' He reached into the drawer and brought
out a small bottle of lube Lex had given him. He'd given one to
Whitney as well.
Clark was a little jealous because Whitney was staying the night
with Lex. Clark understood; Lex and he had been friends for a few
months and Whitney and he had already bonded. Lex and Whit needed
to work out a dynamic that was separate from Clark.
Clark grabbed the ruler and brought it to his groin. He placed
it next to his erection. "WOW" He put the ruler back in
the drawer. He grabbed the bottle and squeezed a few drops into
his right hand. His left reached and began rolling his nuts back
and forth. He brought his right hand to his cock and began to work
it up and down. His mind wondered to what his boyfriends were doing.
Was Whitney in Lex torturing Lex by going at a slow pace to extend
Lex's anguish? Or was Lex pounding into Whitney, hard and fast,
just like he loved it? All too soon Clark felt his orgasm at the
base of his dick. "Oh man!"
'Wow.' Clark looked at the mess coating his stomach and
hands. He looked at the clock, 6:59. 'Well if I get my chores
done then I can go see what those two are up to.'
Lex looked over at the sleeping man next to him. 'I would never
have thought...' Lex brushed a fingertip lightly over Whit's
cheekbone. 'I was right, an angel on the human canvas.'
The bonding time Whitney and he had shared was wonderful. It had
been awkward without Clark but they needed their own lines of communication
if this was going to work. Lex wanted to come clean about his past,
but was apprehensive about it. 'We are not so far apart in age
yet in experience it could almost be counted in light-years.'
Still Lex's heart leapt when he saw Clark and it did so when he
saw Whitney as well. Lex marveled at the young man next to him.
Whitney had shared many of his feeling and traumas from the past
few months. Lex had forced him to recount the 'scarecrow incident.'
Whitney had done so and Lex held him as the young jock finally
released all his guilt. The more time Lex spent with Whit, the more
he liked and loved him. Lex had never felt so loved and cared for
in his life, recently at least. 'My mother would like them.'
Lex looked over at the clock, ten of seven. 'I'd bet Clark is
over here by 7:30.' Lex leaned over and ran a hand along his
Whitney rolled onto his back and looked up at Lex. "Hi, sexy."
Whit stretched and saw the time. "Its so early. I never
get to sleep in anymore."
Lex smiled and kissed him. "I bet Clark is here before 7:30."
Whitney yawned and smiled, "No deal. I'm thinking in ten minutes.
What is it with both of you and kissing first thing in the morning,
Lex laughed, "Its natural besides you are very kissable."
He proceeded to do that exact thing.
Whitney laughed. He ran a hand along Lex's head. "Is there
anything I can do for you? Thanks for listening last night. I apologized
to Clark and he accepted, but I still feel terrible."
For Lex guilt was an emotion to be crushed, buried, and hidden
- nothing made you weaker than guilt. Yet the whole time Lex listened
to Whitney he actually got it. Guilt was a poison to the soul. Lex
knew he was no longer the same after all this. He was different.
All the lessons his father had fought to instill collapsed like
a house of cards. Clark, with his shining soul, breached his emotional
detachment. For Lex it had been a slippery slope from then on. Lex
had fallen in love despite his best efforts. Confronted with the
possibility of losing Clark, Lex opened himself up to his feelings.
Now Whitney had completed the job Lex could never go back. Whit's
overwhelming guilt about his treatment of Clark despite Clark's
love had touched Lex deeply. Lex listened as Whitney recounted the
pain of the last few months. Lex felt the anguish, loneliness, frustration,
and anger. He understood them, but when he understood Whitney's
guilt - it was over. Lex loved Whitney in his own right and it was
Despite all the love there were serious concerns for Lex. Whit
and he discussed Clark's 'capabilities' and placed their trust in
Clark. When Clark wanted to confide in them he would. Lex understood
secrets; secrets that could destroy this new wonderful but still
fragile relationship with Clark and Whitney. He also knew he had
to keep this a secret from his father. Lex had so much to lose it
hurt. Lex was no longer his father's son. Lex was his own man now.
Lex sighed, "Whit, not a problem. Hey, youre man enough
to admit you did something you aren't proud of and that is something."
Lex kissed Whit again.
Clark showed up at 7:15. He looked at the bed and saw Lex running
a hand along Whit's arm.
Lex glanced up and beckoned Clark to the bed. Clark stripped and
climbed in. Whitney, then Lex, kissed him deeply. "So what
did you talk about?" Lex asked
Lex gave Whitney a look; Clark caught it and looked at Whitney.
"What?" Clark saw Whit take a deep breath and noticed
that his eyes are a little puffy.
Whit took one of Clark's hands in his. "We...I talked about
you and how guilty I feel for tying you up and being an asshole
Clark squeezed the hand and pulled Whit into a big bear hug. "Yes,
you were pretty horrible, but I've already forgiven you. I would
never have kissed you if I hadn't. Whitney, please let it go, you
are not the same person you were then. I've been thinking also -
I admire you so much. Do you realize how much energy and effort
you've put forth in this journey of self-realization? Please, Whit...its
okay. Not only do I love you, but also I like you. So if I have
to tell you daily I will, but every time I do, I get to play."
With that Clark dropped his hand and ran it along Whitneys
Lex leaned back and relaxed. "I told him something similar.
Clark, when did you get so wise?"
The conversation ground to a halt as happiness, love and morning
hormones took over. It was not until after 10:30 that the boys were
out of bed and ready to face the world.
The following two days were a whirlwind for Clark. Lana, Chloe,
and Pete had walked into the loft right before Whitney and he proceeded
to create a scandal. Luckily they still had jeans on, but their
arousal left quite noticeable bulges between their legs. That was
minor to the events that followed. Clark came home on Tuesday to
discover that his dad was selling the farm. That started off an
emotional roller coaster for Clark.
Lex tried to kill him and told Clark that he was no friend. Thanks
to the town hermit Clark learned the truth behind all the weird
behavior. Clark knew Lex was under the influence of Rickman, but
it still hurt his feelings. And Whitney had major problems develop
Clark and Lex talked later. Lex wanted to know what happened. Clark
couldnt tell him that Lex unloaded a full clip of bullets
into him from an Uzi. Clark didnt remember bruising before,
so the pain was an experience he could without. He did comfort Lex,
but said he was tired so they didnt have sex. Clark wanted
to, but he did not want Lex to see is back and chest. Clark wanted
Whitney was in Clark's loft. He was quietly sobbing. His dreams
of playing college football were all but over. He was going to be
one of those 'do you remember' guys. His dad found out that he was
gay and that he lost the scholarship to Kansas State at the same
time. His dad blamed Clark.
Tristan was home and interceded. He told Whitney to go out for
a while so he could calm the waters at home. 'How high is the
price I'm going to pay for loving Clark and Lex? Thank God no one
knows about that.'
Clark heard some one in the loft. Clark went up and saw a deflated
Clark noticed the tear stains on his cheeks and the slump in his
shoulders, "What's wrong?"
"I lost my scholarship to K State. My dad found out about
us also. He was very upset. I came over here to hide out."
"Whitney I'm so sorry, come on lets go inside."
Clark pulled Whitney up and into an embrace. He didnt let
go as they made their way to the house.
The boys walked in the backdoor. Jonathan was sitting down at the
table talking to Martha about the farm. She instantly asked what
was wrong and Clark filled them in.
Whitney turned to Clark. Can I use the phone in your room?
I told Tristan Id check in.
Clark nodded and waited for Whitney to go up the stairs. He looked
at his parents and sighed. "This is all my fault. I don't understand."
"Clark, honey, it's going to be okay but maybe not for some
time. Martha patted his hand and smiled. A lot of people
think that being gay is wrong."
Jonathan got up and pulled Clark into a hug. "Son, we don't.
We want you to be happy okay? Why doesn't Whitney stay here tonight?
He needs you right now."
"He probably hates me."
"I could never hate you Clark." Whitney sighed as he
walked back into the kitchen. "I've been asked to move out
of the house. I...I can keep the truck and was asked to help with
... with the store but Dad is very upset. They had to give him Atavan
to calm him down. It's supposed ...to be temporary..."
Clark enveloped Whit in a hug as Whitney struggled to contain his
Martha and Jonathan traded a look. Jon moved closer. "You
are welcome to stay here as long as you like. This is not your fault.
There is nothing we can say right now, nothing at all." He
tapped Clark on the shoulder and motioned to the living room and
Clark guided Whitney towards the couch.
His office felt more like a prison at times. So much was going
on and there was little Lex could do to change things at the moment.
Lex tried to keep tabs on Clark and Whitney in order to make sure
they werent in danger. That was how he found out about the
loss of Whitneys scholarship. The secrecy that he treated
their relationships made it impossible for him to restore the scholarship
or to offer a new one. It would have attracted unnecessary attention.
Having reasons for being inactive only darkened Lexs mood.
The day had already been less than stellar. Lex had caught Victoria
snooping in computer files that raised his suspicions. His father
wanted to know why Victoria was around and asked if Lex was fucking
a local farm boy. The deception he was playing to the world had
begun to take its toll on him. Lex wanted the world to know he was
in love, but not his father. 'Oh for the want of a little emotional
Despite not wanting to let people know about his relationships,
Lex needed to see Whitney. He rightly guessed he would be with Clark
as he spotted Whits truck parked next to the Kent house. Lex
walked in and stopped as he saw Whitneys head buried in Clarks
shoulder. Lex came from behind and hugged Whitney. Lex told them
he knew about the scholarship, Clark told Lex the rest.
Lex was furious. Lex understood that Whit's dreams died and that
he had been slapped down by the father he respected and loved so
much. He knew that the Fordman family had expectations, but to be
crushed and rejected all at once, 'Yeah I'd be upset as well...
what a shitty day.'
There was a knock on the door and Lex went to answer it.
Two tall handsome men stood on the porch. "Hi, can I talk
to Whitney? I'm Sebastian and this is Jeff, we're his brothers."
Lex opened the door and motioned them inside.
Whitney looked up and sighed. He struggled to say something, but
dropped his gaze to the floor.
"Whit...I'm so sorry." Bastian grabbed Whit in a tight
Jeff moved up and repeated the process. Hi, Whit.
Clark moved next to Lex and ran his hand along Lexs. Lex
calmed down when he realized that Whit's brothers were there to
help him. Lex got up and went to the kitchen along with Clark. Martha
and Jon silently hovered, not wanting to intrude on the brothers
Bastian was holding Whitney again. "You do not have to move
out okay. We took a stand and Tristan backed us up, Mom relented.
Dad's calm again and he wants to talk to you. We told him tomorrow.
Bastian pulled back and gave Whitney a small smile. For your
own sake though sleep here tonight, in your boyfriend's arms. You
need all the support you can get. Tristan will help with college
Whit. I'm sorry about football."
Jeff gave Whitney a wistful smile. "Bro...I really have no
idea what you're going through. You are the strongest of all of
us to have been through the shit of the past few months. Were
here for you. It will be okay. Jeff motioned to a bag near
the door. I brought you some clothes. We have to be going...
We wanted you know that we did not abandon you and we still love
you. Whitney... I think that you will be the best of us."
Bastian walked over to Clark and handed him a business card. "Clark
this is my cell phone number, call for any reason. Thank you for
Martha, Jonathan and Lex were introduced to Whit's brothers. Bastian
and Jeff exchanged an amused look at meeting Lex but said nothing.
They hugged their brother one more time and left.
Jon and Martha said good night to everyone. Whit looked over and
said, "Thank you...I had nowhere else to go...thanks."
Martha crossed the room and hugged him. "Whitney, we are always
here. Never doubt that. Now go get some sleep. You need it"
With that she went upstairs accompanied by her husband.
Lex and Clark enveloped Whitney again. He sighed too exhausted
to deal with anything at all. Lex ran his fingers through Whit's
hair. "I will do anything you need me too, okay? I have to
get back; Victoria has been snooping in my computer files."
Lex hugged Whitney again and kissed Clark good night.
Clark turned off the lights and headed upstairs with Whitney. They
stripped quietly and climbed into bed. Clark snuggled closely to
Whitney. Sex was not in the air, Clark couldnt...his parents
were down the hall, besides Whitney was in no condition. Clark held
Whitney and they drifted off to sleep.
Whitney lay there for a few moments as Clarks breathing evened
out. The warmth and love he felt were everything he needed for a
day that sent him careening all over the place. He hoped that the
love and support of Lex and Clark would be enough to see him through
this part of his life.
Clark awoke and was confused for a second. He remembered going
to sleep holding Whitney and now the bed was empty. He blinked to
clear his eyes and saw Whitney looking out the window. A quick glance
of the clock told Clark it was four in the morning. "Whit,
come to bed, it is too early to be up."
"Clark, I didn't mean to wake you. Whitney sighed and
scrubbed a hand over his face. I kept having the same dream.
There is a passenger train and everyone I know is on it I run and
try to catch it, but get left behind. Clark...What do I do now?
Everything I have worked for is gone."
Clark got out of bed and made his way to the window. He pulled
Whitney into a hug and kissed him slowly. "Then Whitney Fordman
it is time to decide a new course of action. You are an incredible
person. I think you can do anything at all. Why not sit out a year
or try to walk on if you want to play ball? Come on its cold let's
get in bed."
They climbed in bed and snuggled. Whitney kissed Clarks collarbone
and then trailed his kisses lower. He moved his hand along Clarks
inner thigh and kissed him to swallow Clarks low moan.
"Dude, my parents are down the hall, Clark whispered.
"Oh, Clark I just what to be next to you. I love you so much.
I do not want your parents mad at me for seducing their only child."
Whitney teased as he kissed him again.
"Then stop moving your hand in my boxers! Whitney stop, oh
God..." Clark buried his face against Whitney's neck as Whit's
hand continued to stroke Clark. Clark wanted to hurt his boyfriend
and yet he couldnt make him stop. Clark felt Whitney pull
Whitney slid down and took Clarks cock in his mouth. Clark
stuffed a pillow in his mouth to keep from screaming as he came.
Whitney pulled the pillow away from Clark's face and kissed him,
allowing Clark to taste him in Whitneys mouth.
"Whit...I should hurt you, thanks. Do you want me too reciprocate?"
"Yeah, if you don't mind." Clark kissed Whitney and licked
his way down to Whit's groin. He jacked Whitney's cock a few times
before going down on him. Whitney stuffed the same pillow in his
face to muffle his own cries of pleasure. Whitney came hard and
sagged against the headboard. "Thanks Clark and thanks for
letting me stay the night. I hope we didn't wake your parents."
"I'm sure I'll find out in the morning. Come on we can grab
another hour or so of sleep." The boys snuggled again and drifted
off for what seems like a second before the alarm went off. Clark
yawned and grimaced. "Whitney, I love you, but sex at 4:00
in the morning is bad when you have to go to school later."
"How is it that every time we spend a school night together
we end up running late?" Whitney packed quickly and accidentally
snagged one of Clarks shirts. It was the one with the bullet
holes from the Rickman incident.
Getting up took supreme effort on both their parts but they managed
to get ready and catch breakfast. The knowing look that Jonathan
shot Whitney and Clark confirmed that they were busted. The only
saving grace was they had to leave for school. Clark knew another
talk was coming his way.
The whole school knew that Whitney had lost his ride.
It was the hallway gossip all day long. Clark overheard a few of
Whit's teammates snickering that he got what he deserved. One of
them suggested that he be barred from the locker room now; he was
no longer playing and had no future playing. He was just a stupid
Clark searched all over the school for Whitney. He ran into Lana
and Chloe and asked them if they had seen Whitney. They hadn't.
Clark ran out to see if Whitneys truck was still there and
it was gone. Clark began to panic. 'Where could Whitney have
run off too?' Clark called Lex because he was worried.
Lex decided to go looking for Whit. He heard the near panic in
Clark's voice. Lex, much to this assistant's dismay, left work to
search for the missing boy. Lex drove around the back roads and
spotted the truck pulled up off to the side. There was a thicket
and Lex noticed the creek that ran through it. He found a path and
followed it looking for Whitney.
He spotted Whitney sitting on a large boulder looking out over
the creek. The cynical part of Lex noted how very wholesome and
All-American this scene was. Clark panics and all Whitney
is doing is sitting and contemplating. Lex walked near
and watched Whitney for a few moments. "Hi."
Whitney jumped slightly at the sound and relaxed as Lex came more
into view. "Hi, what are you doing here?"
"Clark called me, he was worried. So I set out in search of
you. Great location, I had no idea that this was here." Lex
moved closer, but didnt sit down.
"Yeah, I come here when I need to think. I guess I need to
go talk to Clark and apologize. I didn't mean to worry him."
He started to get up.
Lex raised a hand to stop him. "Wait. Come on, we've been
forthright with each other from the beginning. Why are you out here?"
Whitney sighed and moved over and motioned for Lex to sit next
to him. "Im thinking and trying to see a future other
than Loserville. It really is too much to take in three weeks. K
State was the only school to even recruit me. Now I have a black-mark
on my name. Who wants a faggot on their team anyway? The last part
of who I was is gone..."
Lex was a scientist not a philosopher; this was Clark's territory.
Lex, who had his own demons and was plagued by his own doubts, sought
to find a commonality with Whitney. His own thoughts and fears concerning
his love life surged to the forefront. 'When deception cannot
carry the day use the truth.' Lex sat down next to Whit and
placed one of his hands on top of one of Whitney's.
Moving closer, Lex placed an arm around Whitneys shoulders.
"I can't say that I have any answers. Do you know how to trust
Whitney is thrown for a moment, "No."
"You just do, it's a leap of faith."
Whitney moved back and frowned. "I'm not following you Lex."
"I'm going to take a leap of faith right now. I'm going to
tell you something that Clark does not yet know. I'll deal with
that later. Have you ever wondered why I'm in Smallville?"
Whitney shook his head. No.
"It's an exile with a purpose. My father says it's so I can
learn the business from a provincial point of view. This is supposed
to be my Gaul, publicly. There however was something that triggered
it. I was expelled from Metropolis University, was sent to Princeton
to finish up. Lex paused and took a deep breath. I was
into the underground club scene while I was there, lot of sex, drugs,
and alcohol. I tried to create a great new designer drug. It was
the rage, but I fucked up the mix on one batch. Let's just say the
consequences were grave. It required a lot of money to keep the
affair from the public eye and to bury the details deep from prying
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Do you believe in destiny Whitney?"
"I've never thought about it."
"I do. I have a destiny. I will achieve great things. That
whole incident - I recognize and accept my own responsibility in
it. Choices make us. That was the proverbial fork in the road. The
alternative, well it wasn't. Lex paused again and placed his
hand in one of Whitneys. Life goes on Whitney. I was
prepared to hate Smallville, which I did until I met Clark. Things
changed instantly. You see, it is a matter of perspective as well.
You will only end up in Loserville if you chose to. So while I hate
to put a Disney spin on things, there is something in all of this
that makes it better. Amid the ruins a stronger person will emerge,
if you let it happen."
"Lex, I've always known what the good was...you and Clark.
That isn't the problem. I've cried more in the last month than in
my whole life. Events are happening and its like I'm playing
from behind. I just want to catch my breath." Whitney looked
down, sighed, and then looked directly at Lex, "Did it help
telling me your past? I'm in no position to pass moral judgment
on you. It may take Clark some time, but he loves you."
"I'm terrified of telling him. Whitney whatever path you take
you will not end up a loser. I have faith in you even if you have
none in yourself right now." Lex kissed him, a long slow kiss
full of caring, kindness and love; a kiss to actualize what he could
Whitney returned the kiss, but pulled back. "What is it with
my lovers wanting to kiss me in public places?"
Lex gave Whit a small playful shove. "This is not public,
but I happen to like skinny dipping."
"No! Come on let's find Clark so I can make it up to him."
Lex stood up and mockingly glared. "What about me?"
"What about you? Whitney asked as he was helped to his
feet. He ran and hand along Lexs stomach and smiled. You
don't pout nearly as well as Clark does. Come here. Thanks, it may
take some time to process what you've said and I don't mean your
past." He kissed Lex deeply. "Don't worry good Samaritans
always get rewarded." He continued to kiss Lex and began to
work his hands up and down Lex's back.
"Whit, if I didnt know you I'd accuse you of being a
tease right now. As you said, lets find Clark." Lex ran
his hands through Whitney's hair. They started walking back to the
vehicles. Both of them had to adjust their pants to keep the erections
from being too obvious. They headed over to the Kent farm.
Clark came home and Jonathan asked him how he was doing. Clark
told the daily gossip and that Lex had gone looking for Whit. Clark
moved around the kitchen and poured a glass of milk before his mother
caught him and thought he was going to drink from the carton.
Jonathan used the opening to his advantage. "Clark, about
Lex, are you seeing him as well as Whitney?"
"Um... well...it's like...sorta..."
"Clark!" Jonathan admonished.
"Okay, it is complicated and I told you from the beginning
I was in love with both of them."
Jon walked up to Clark and placed a gentle hand on his broad shoulder.
"I know, I'm your father and I have a right to be concerned.
It may be too much too soon son. You went from famine to feast in
no time flat and I don't know if that is healthy."
Clark exhaled slowly. "Dad, look I do feel overwhelmed at
times but I can't imagine life without either of them."
"Clark, your birthday is in a few weeks, after that the laws
of consent don't apply. Look Ill admit Lex takes getting used
to, but if that part of your relationship got out it would hurt
the both of you. Jon stopped for a second and collected his
thoughts. As for Whitney, he's a good guy and once he can
overcome the storm he is in, he'll be fine. Clark, to be honest,
when I think of you, I still see the four-year boy who always needed
his dad. Now, you're your own man Clark and I'm very proud of you.
I don't want this to scar you in the future. All I'm trying to say,
badly, is be careful. Okay?"
Clark hugged Jon tightly. He backed off when Jon started coughing.
Clark smiled. "Okay, dad thanks. I see Whit and Lex driving
up. I love you dad, you're the best." He hugged Jon again and
ran out of the house at normal speed.
The guys spent the afternoon talking and enjoying each other's
company. It was relaxing, no stress involved. Indeed Whit did make
up for teasing Lex and to Clark for worrying him. It was literally
a relaxing roll in the hay. Lex complained that he would itch for
days because of the hay. For all three of them it was a respite
from the tension of the past couple of weeks. But the real world
called and Whitney left to talk to his father.
With Whitney gone, Clark and Lex were alone. Clark cuddled close
to Lex. "So what did you and Whitney talk about, he evaded
the question twice so I dropped it."
"Well, he did owe both of us so he had much better things
to do with his mouth than talk, Lex replied with a grin. He
stood up and started getting dressed.
Clark stood up as well and also dressed. Once he was done he placed
a hand on one of Lexs arms. "And you are evading the
subject as well. Lex what did you talk about?"
Lex took Clarks hand in his and squeezed gently. "Destiny,
choices, and faith."
"Faith?" Clark asked confused.
"Yes, faith. The whole conversation revolved around his future
and my past, Lex replied softly.
Clark let go and stepped back. He sat on the couch and frowned.
"What about your past, seeing how we know you're not proud
of it but no specifics."
"Clark, I told Whitney some of my past - it was whitewashed,
but it was the outline of the truth. There is far more to the story.
Lex sat down next to Clark. It was to help him restore faith
in himself. I want to be more forthcoming, but
Clark you are
still young and I don't want to scare you. Do you want me to know
everything about you?"
Sighing, Clark ran his hands through his hair. "Lex, no, but
you are telling Whitney things and not telling me. How is that supposed
to make me feel? Lex, I just want there to be no secrets between
the three of us. The fastest way to destroy this is to hide things.
Please all I'm asking is to treat us equally."
Lex stood up and started pacing. "Clark, if I treat you equally,
will you still like me after what I tell you? I am afraid of your
reaction, not you. In this matter I have no faith in myself."
Standing up, Clark pulled Lex into a hug. "I promise to think
about what you tell me and not to make any snap judgments."
Lex moved to the couch and proceeded to tell Clark the tale he
told Whitney. Lex was concerned seeing Clark so expressionless.
Lex sighed when he finished and waited for Clark reaction.
Clark started pacing. "How did Whitney feel about this?"
"He said he was in no position to pass moral judgment. I really
don't know how he feels though."
Clark plopped on the couch and kissed Lex on the cheek. "Lex,
I love you. I knew you were not a saint and I knew that you had
a...jaded past. I promised to think about it before I said anything.
I lied. He took a deep breath. Lex, this does not change
my opinion about you. I mean I know more about you than I did. Thanks
for being honest. I hate to say this right now but I have homework
to do. Ill see you tomorrow and still love you forever."
Clark kissed Lex deeply and walked him to his car. Clark waited
until the tail lights were heading away from the farm to go inside.
He decided that he needed to talk to Whitney.
Lex went home with a feeling of apprehension still curled in his
stomach. He did not know where he got the courage to be forthright
with Clark. He still feared a delayed reaction from the young man.
However, there was an incredible sense of relief - a weight being
lifted from his shoulders at being able to unburden his soul. He
had been as honest as he could about his past. Hed omitted
details, but he had stated that the consequences had been grave.
Grave as in the medical term for one needs to be prepared.
He hoped that when he told them the whole truth they would still
love him. Lex, who had never had an honest relationship, had two
now. Not only that, but Lex had placed the two of them before work.
That was a liberating as telling the truth. One of the prime rules
his father espoused was business always comes first. Lex laughed
that he had broken it without hesitation. Lex pulled the Mercedes
to the front of the castle and exited. His mood lightened at the
thought that his father's influence was being countered.
"Lex, where have you been? I tried reaching you but your assistant
said you left. Lex..."
Lex's heart froze when he heard that voice and that tone. 'Oh,
why now? Today? Ever?' "I had a situation to deal with."
Lionel Luthor walked out of Lexs office and stared at his
son for a moment. "Your dick does not a situation make. You
are here to WORK Lex not to fuck the local farm boys. Lex,
consider this your only warning."
Lex walked past his father into his office. He heard his father
follow and turned to regard him coolly. "What makes you think
I'm fucking a local boy?" Lex asked innocently.
"You are as transparent as ever. I know your tastes, women
only if necessary for business, young men for pleasure. Lionel
moved closer to Lex and frowned. You left work after a phone
call. Draw your own conclusions! If you do not leave this boy then
I will make him leave you Lex. While I'm at it, why is Victoria
still around, I told you to get rid of the tramp." Lionel did
not wait for a reply and swept out of the room.
Lex walked over to the alcohol tray and poured a drink. "Yeah,
thanks for the visit dad."
Clark called Whitney after he finished his homework. He had started
to dial half a dozen times only to panic. He wanted to make sure
Whit's conversation with his father went well. He was scared about
Whit's feelings over Lex's past. Clark finally screwed up his courage
and made the call.
Clark was thankful that Whitney answered. "Whitney, how are
you?" apprehension coloring Clarks voice.
"Hey Clark, its okay. My dad and I talked. We really did not
settle things, but at least I know he still loves me. He told me
that it might take time to sort this out. The gay thing threw him
for a loop because he never suspected. Whitney paused and
then started talking again. He was upset about football because
that was my thing and now its gone. He wanted me to have something
of my own that the others didn't."
Clark sighed. "Excellent, glad that the talk went well. I
hate to bring this up but..."
"Lex told you?"
"How did you know?"
Whitney yawned over the line. "Sorry about that. Just a guess
and if he didn't I thought I would force the issue without telling
you. I have no idea how a relationship works, much less this one.
I figure honesty is the only way to make things work. I don't like
Clark's heart dropped at that statement. 'Secrets, the bane of my
existence!' "I can understand that. I told Lex that we need
to be treated the same. I don't know what to think. I love him.
What happened is in the past and he is wonderful. But I'm not stupid,
there has to be more to it."
"Clark, even if there is, we do not need full disclosure right
now. Whitney yawned again. It has not even been a month
yet. When he wants to tell us, he will. I love him too. I also love
you. I have to go; I need to catch up on my schoolwork. All this
extracurricular sex is great, but I still need to graduate. And
I need to catch up on my sleep. Bye love."
Clark looked at the phone, and then hung up. How was he going to
tell two most important people in his life that don't know the secret?
'The real question is; how do I deal if they run screaming from
the room?' Clark knew his parents are already asleep and asking
for permission to tell his lovers was out of the question. He was
on his own for this one.
Whitney got off the phone and unpacked his clothes from his backpack.
He noticed a shirt that was not his. His mouth dropped open when
he spotted the multiple holes. 'Holy shit!' Groaning, he
realized that he should not have this. Whitney forgot about his
homework and headed to Luthor Castle. This something that
should have been destroyed.
Whitney walked right in, having all the security codes that a very
welcome late night visitor needed. He searched for Lex and found
him in the study. Lex had a glass in his hand; he was staring at
the fireplace, gazing into the firelight. Lex turned, a play of
emotions crossed his face. Then mask of neutral contempt settled
on his face.
"Why are you here?" Lex asked with a sneer. Lex was trying
to summon all the strength to do what he had to do in order to protect
"What? Lex why are you acting this way? What the hell has
gotten into you?" Whitney was confused and angry at Lex's response.
Lex frowned. "Just leave, go and don't come back. It's over,
all the way around."
Whitney moved closer and stood in front of Lex. "No, what
happened between the loft and now? He stopped and understanding
dawned in his head. Your father! What did he do, threaten
you or does he know already?"
"Drop it and leave. It is no concern of yours." Lex turned
and willed himself to remain still. Lex felt a hand on his shoulder
and was turned to look at his lover square in the face.
"No. That was it, your father comes down and you just give
"Since when did you become so insightful?"
"Doesn't take any insight. You told Clark and me as much about
your past as you are comfortable. We respect that and it hasn't
scared us away. You're in Smallville because of your father ergo
he is the only one who can affect you this way," Whitney replied
"Whitney, leave, you can't stay, Lex looked around and
tried to calm the tremor in his voice.
"He suspects something and I don't want you or Clark hurt...or
worse." Lex tried to pull away from Whitney, but couldnt.
Lex was pulled into an embrace that shattered his resolve. Guilt
coursed through him because he lacked the strength to stand his
Whitney started kissing Lex and moving his hands under his shirt.
"Lex, I will stand by you no matter what. Weve covered
this ground already. I love you for you. A very intelligent, charismatic,
sexy, snide, and wonderful guy, I didn't grow up rich and I don't
care about being rich. I grew up in a house full of expectations
so I understand. Lex, Clark will never leave you. In fact he seems
to make a point of saving you."
Lex returned the kiss with a fierce determination. Lex removed
his shirt and helped take off Whit's clothes as well. Both young
men start groping and grasping each other.
Lex pushed Whitney back. In the drawer condoms and
Nodding, Whitney rifled through the drawer and found them. He moved
quickly and kissed Lex while coating his finger in lube. The kiss
remained hot and deep. Whitney used that time to slick Lex and prepare
him. Finally the groans from Lex gave Whitney all the encouragement
he needed. He bent him over the desk. He quickly rolled the condom
down his very hard cock and thrust into his older lover. His slick
hand moved under Lex and started jacking his cock in time to Whitneys
thrust. All too soon Lex grunted and came. The tightening muscles
pushed Whit over the edge and he came too.
Lex pulled his slacks and underwear up, still panting. "Thanks
Whit. I'm sorry but my father has threatened that I get rid of my
lover. He doesnt know the specifics. That creates the problem.
Hell look now that he thinks I do have a lover. That makes
this situation very dangerous."
Whitney had to change the subject. "You and Clark told me
about the other night when you were under that guys control."
Whitney nodded. "Yeah. What did Clark tell you that happened?"
"Not much, but he says I said things that really hurt him.
Lex frowned and pulled out a folder and handed it to Whitney. The
investigation team said that there was evidence of a major gunfight
in the actual shop. Why?"
Whitney went to his bag and retrieved Clark's shirt. "I slept
with him last night. He has a number of bruises on his back and
chest. They are about this size." He handed the shirt over
Lex took the shirt and examined it. "These look like bullet
holes! Whitney, what you just said, what the onsite evidence says,
and what this shirt says is that I shot Clark several times. I SHOT
HIM!" Lex began pacing. He was mumbling to himself and was
trying to fit that new piece of information into the pattern he
already had for Clark. "I need to talk to him." Lex moved
to put his shirt back on, but Whit stopped him.
"NO. We agreed that HE had to make the decision to tell us.
Anything less is coercion and will ruin any chance we have of this
working. Lex, we have to trust him even if he feels he cannot trust
us. We have no choice."
"We did. Circumstances change. I have reasons to be concerned.
Lex handed the shirt back to Whitney. Take THAT with you and
do not talk about this at all. Whit, I know I was an ass earlier,
but I had my reasons. The situation is fluid and I do not get caught
unprepared. Lex kissed Whitney. Something came up and
Ill be out of town this weekend, when I get back on Monday
then I'll ask Clark again and see if he wants to tell the truth.
I promise to let him know that there is evidence that he is...unique."
Lex walked Whitney out, "I'll be in Metropolis this weekend,
business calls. Keep Clark company...I'm sure that won't be a problem.
I'll stop by and see him on my way out. Good night Whit." As
Lex watched the truck drive away, his mind was deciphering the meaning
behind the shirt. 'I'm overlooking something...what?'
Clark and Whitney spent a lot of the weekend together. Lex called
twice to check on them. Whitney asked Clark to come over for dinner
and meet his family. Jonathan and Martha found it very amusing.
Clark had been a nervous wreck.
Martha could not help but tease him. "Have fun Clark and mind
your manners, we don't want them thinking you were raised in a barn."
Clark groaned and gave his mom a nasty look.
Whitney came over to pick Clark up. "Clark, you look great!"
Clark was dressed in black slacks and a charcoal gray Polo long
sleeve shirt. His hair had a wet look and had some hanging in his
eyes. He had an aura of seductive innocence. "Thanks for doing
this. My dad is trying. He wants to meet you and the guys are leaving
within the next week so I want you to meet them as well. To be honest
I'm frightened, I mean I'm bringing my boyfriend home."
Clark kissed Whitney and held his hand. They walked out to his
truck and climbed in for the drive over. "Whitney...this is
real...I mean its been a dream since the project and everything
that happened but this makes it...official."
"Clark, are you okay? You don't have to go if you don't want
"It's okay...I mean it has to happen some time, right? I'd
rather do this with your whole family here. Clark squeezed
Whitneys hand again. It's not like we are ever going
to do this with Mr. Luthor. You've met my parents so it's only fair."
Dinner had been different. Clark finally met Whit's parents and
oldest brother. While Whit's father had been a bit distant, his
mother had been very pleasant. Bastian already liked Clark and Jeff
had met him the one time. Jeff liked Clark because it was apparent
that he loved Whitney. Tristan was curious and asked many questions.
In the end Clark was impressed with the closeness the brothers exhibited.
Clark was jealous; he'd never had a sibling even though he asked
for one every Christmas until he was nine. Clark had few friends
growing up and Whitney had a ton. 'Well not so many right now,
but I know he's loved at home.' By evening's end Clark had been
invited to come over for dinner anytime and Bastian invited him
to come to Houston whenever he wanted. Clark's interest in astronomy
raised Bastians opinion of him greatly.
Whitney took Clark home, but Whitney stopped near his favorite
thinking spot. They both got out and Whitney placed something inside
his jacket. Clark noticed that Whit had stopped wearing his letterman's
jacket after losing his scholarship. Whitney was also dressed in
slacks, but was wearing a sports coat that complimented him well.
"Well Clark, what did you think?"
Clark smiled and placed an arm across Whitneys shoulders.
"That I'm jealous and I like your family. I enjoyed it. We
really ARE dating, wow."
Whit laughed and patted the hand on his shoulder. "Yes we
are, but don't forget this is a trio. It would be nice to be open,
but my parents would never understand that! It's strange, three
weeks ago we just got together and I'd never imagine my life being
the way it is now."
Whitney brought up a small bundle from under his jacket and placed
it behind his back. "Clark Kent, you are the best thing to
ever happen to me. This may be lame but I got you this..."
Whitney handed Clark a white rose on the cusp of blooming. "I
love you, Mr. Kent, with all my heart, mind, body and soul. I know
it's way too soon, but I can't see being in any relationship other
than this one." Whitney kissed Clark with gentleness and love.
Clark had tears in his eyes. "Whitney, I've never been happier.
This has been a perfect night, thank you."
Whit gave Clark a sly grin; "It could be better if our other
love was here as well. I never knew so much was possible. I think
I'm spoiled for life."
Clark hugged Whit close and whispered, "Spend the night with
me. There is a foldout bed in my couch. I want to be next to one
of the loves of my life. Please?"
"How can I resist that? Yes." Whitney hugged Clark back
and they left to head to Clark's home.
Jonathan heard Whit's truck pull up and the engine turn off. He
got out of bed and saw both young men are heading into the loft.
'In retrospect that was a bad idea.' Jon was torn. It is
clear that Clark was in love with two young men, but was he doing
his duty as a parent? Clark's was now sexually active and Jon had
a few talks with him about growing up and maturing. He still remembered
Clark's unending embarrassment when he brought up masturbation.
Jon thought Clark was going to die. Jon explained it was natural
and that every boy did it to some extent. They covered condoms,
diseases, and pregnancy. Hed not had a talk since Clark found
out he wasn't human and that did worry Jon. 'Well by now I would
know that there was a problem.'
"Jon, stop worrying and go to sleep, Martha admonished
"Martha, are we doing the right thing?" Jon walked back
to bed and sat down.
"Jon, we know what he is doing and where he is. We trust him
and we know who is with and we trust them as well. It is that easy.
This is not a battle I want to fight because it's the fastest way
to lose him. She pulled him into back into the bed. Jon,
we both know that his destiny is not here. We have no idea what
the future holds for him so I think we should let him have this
time in case there is none in the future."
"You're right, as usual. He's a great kid so I'll let it be,
but so help me if Lex or Whitney hurts him I WILL get the shotgun
She patted his hand. "Go to sleep Jon."
The following week was just as eventful for the guys. The weekend
had ended well, but Mondays were a curse for all people to some
Lex was not amused. Sir Harry Hardwick and his daughter had bought
Cadmus Labs out from under him. Hardwick Industries planned on using
it as a platform to takeover Luthor Corp. Sir Harry no longer needed
his 13% stake in Luthor Corp or his voting rights. All he had to
do was launch a hostile takeover and Lex was not sure when Sir Harry
was going to do that.
Lex also found out that Clark had been in an incident while on
a school field trip. Clark had been angry when Lex had confronted
him with his suspicions. Clark had wanted Lex to hit him to prove
that he was a normal guy. Nothing Lex observed matched what he knew
of Clark's abilities. 'Something is very out of sorts.' Lex couldnt
push Clark much harder because of his promise to Whitney. Not only
that but Luthor Corp was under siege and it is a matter of personal
pride that his father be taken down by him and him only. 'Well
can't wait for the Hardwick's to find out what I've planned.'
For Clark the loss of his abilities was a mixed bag. He was normal,
but he no longer felt special. He lied to Lex and was telling the
truth at that moment - he is just a guy. Clark was worried that
Eric Summers would figure out that Clark was where he gained those
abilities. What hurt the most was the town liked Eric, as 'Superboy;'
in fact Clark was jealous. He had hidden in plain sight and he never
had to, it sucked. Not only that, but Clark felt smaller, fragile
even. His nose kept bleeding for no reason. He had no idea what
to think. He'd been so strong and fast forever. It scared him to
think that they might be part of him for a reason.
Clark had enjoyed playing basketball with Whitney, Pete, and Brent.
It was more fun than he could ever remember, but hed ached
afterwards. What really embarrassed Clark was the fact that hed
lost control of his cock as well. Hed been able to control
his hormones to an extent, but without his powers, he was getting
hard at the drop of a hat. That was embarrassing.
Lex was happy that Clark was okay. Hed rushed to the hospital
when he found out that Clark had been injured at school. A cut on
the forehead and some bruised ribs but otherwise Clark was okay.
Whit had said Clark played a pickup game of basketball for the first
time. Lex had read the Ledger and someone matching Clark's known
abilities was a town hero. Now Clark was injured. Lex was able to
get a smile out of his younger lover and they were okay.
Lex left the hospital and had to get back to Metropolis. He has
a morning meeting that can prove quite...entertaining.
Clark went to see Whitney at the store. Hed tussled with
Eric Summers and was back to normal. Getting his powers back healed
him and Clark wanted to let Whit know he was okay.
Whitney smiled broadly as Clark walked in the front door. "Hi
Clark! You look fine to me. Lex said you had some bruised ribs and
weren't walking well."
"I'm fine just dropped in to see you. Can we go see Lex after
you get off...together? I want to talk to the both of you."
"Not a problem, if you help me with Calculus. I hear you're
the math wizard."
Clark sighed. "Who said that?"
"Pete, Chloe, Lana, Jason, Doug, Emily, Sam, the list goes
on and on. I get the feeling you hide just how smart you are from
everyone," Whitney said with a wink.
"Nah, I mean its bad enough that I'm a year behind but I don't
like to draw attention to myself."
Whitney moved from behind the counter and gave Clark a brief hug.
"Clark, there is nothing wrong with standing out in a crowd.
Hell might as well go for Valedictorian status if you can. I mean
you're out at school how much further can you stand out. I know
I'm an incredible catch and that speaks well..." Clark has
hurled a packet of gum at Whitney's self-description.
"Best be glad I already love you because with that ego I don't
much room in your life for either Lex or myself. Hey don't pout;
you don't do it nearly as well as I do." The store was empty
and Whit started tickling Clark. Clark has dissolved into a giggling
mess. Clark stopped laughing and looked up frowning, Hey you
arent taking Calculus!
I know, I thought Id tease you though. Whitney
The boys shared a quick kiss and then Clark helped Whitney do a
quick inventory of the store.
Lex was staring at the pictures of his father and Victoria in bed.
He had no idea how to feel. In a few moments he went from elation
to cold anger. "Never trust your family Lex." Lexs
plan had worked and Hardwick Industries was being bought out at
a fraction of the costs. His father had praised him and then slapped
him down. 'BASTARD!' Lionel's praise and lesson all at once,
Lex had just ordered Roger Nixon to leave the Kents alone. Lex
knew all he really needed to know. The information was all in front
of him and he didnt want Clark to find out about the investigation.
He loved him and did trust him. Hed made arrangements to increase
the protective detail around Smallville though. If Clark was mortal,
then he can no longer take care of himself and that was a major
cause for concern.
Lex was in a quandary. Hed left multiple options open on
how to deal with the Hardwicks. Sir Harry had been stupid about
so many things: hed trusted Victoria without verifying facts;
hed used company cash reserves and some stock to acquire Cadmus,
also foolish; hed assumed that Lex was like Victoria - wrong
on all counts. Cadmus had been a decoy, but if Harry had used a
leveraged finance plan and preserved Hardwick's cash and stock value
then Luthor Corp would not be able to walk in and acquire it so
easily. Had Hardwick done that, Lex had created a hidden liability
inside the shell company. Lex would let a story float that Cadmus
was being hit with major liability lawsuits over one of its discoveries.
Harry had been incorrect; Cadmus was not worthless - it just wasnt
the cash cow Victoria thought it was. But the opening was invaluable.
Perception is reality in Capital Markets; the questions of Hardwick
Industries own liability would hammer the stock. Luthor Corp would
walk in and take over. Lex would then release all the evidence that
Cadmus was clean, Luthor Corp's value skyrockets as a result. As
it is, Luthor Corp was moving from a Fortune 50 company to a Fortune
25 company with the 'merger.'
Lex still had that ploy up his sleeve to deal with his father.
He stared at the photo again and wanted to feel something. He heard
the door open and saw Clark and Whitney walk in. Despite the evidence
in his hands, he smiled and knew two very special people loved him.
He also saw that Clark no longer had a cut above his eye. "What
brings you here, not that I'm complaining mind you."
Clark studied Lex for a moment and noticed the picture in his hand.
Clark was going to come clean, but suddenly thinks better of it.
"Wanted to make sure you and I are cool. Besides it's been
almost a week since we've all been together."
Whitney mouth fell open, but he shut it again. He pointed to the
photo in Lexs hand. "What is that?"
Lex frowned and then sighed. "A picture of Victoria and my
father in bed together. Another of my father's lessons and abject
proof that I am someone to be bested as well." Lex was suddenly
engulfed in a three-way hug. "I ...thank you both...if I remember
correctly Spring break is next week?"
Whit and Clark exchanged confused glances, but confirm that they
are off Friday and out the following week.
"Perfect. We are going on vacation. Clark, tell Martha and
Jonathan that I am whisking you away for a week. Whitney, tell your
parents that I'm taking Clark to Hawaii and you were invited as
well so you wont get jealous. I mean I am Clark's best friend
and you are his boyfriend so I don't want to cause any trouble.
I have a 'friend' that owns a mansion on a private island. No one
around for a full week but some very trusted servants. I'll call
Bruce later and make the arrangements."
Whitney smiled faded and finally said, "Lex, what if our parents
say no? I have to help with the store and Clark has to help with
Lex patted Whitney on the shoulder. "Not a problem. All the
kids are on vacation so I'll hire some to cover for the both of
you. WE ARE GOING TO HAWAII!!!"
Whit and Clark were going to spend an entire week with Lex, in
Hawaii. Suddenly what looked like a dull Spring Break turned into
a chance of a lifetime. They just needed parental approval in the
next day. Not too much to ask for.
Lex walked his lovers out and returned to the study. He saw the
picture sitting on the desk and again wanted to feel something.
He didnt feel betrayal because he did not trust either of
them. Disappointment did not fit either because this was to be expected.
'Best arrange the trip.' Lex picked up the phone and made
a rare call.
"Wayne residence, said a distinctive British voice.
"Hello Alfred, its Lex."
"Mr. Luthor, it has been awhile, let be put the call through
to Master Bruce."
"Thank you." Lex smiled and waited for a moment.
"Hello Bruce, its Lex."
"Calling about Minerva?"
"Actually I'm not. I was wondering if I could borrow your
house out in Hawaii. I feel the need for a vacation."
"Of course, I'll have Alfred make the arrangements so it is
ready when you need it. I heard about Hardwick, very intriguing.
I'm sure Lionel is having a field day on this one."
"A personal triumph and all - yes he is in rare form. I'll
need it for next week."
"Not going to London to finalize on Hardwick. Does Lionel
know this yet?"
"Hardwick is his deal; I was just an instrument in its implementation.
Is there something I need to know about Minerva?"
"It proceeds apace and as anticipated. The thought occurred
that you might expedite the agreement and steal the march on your
Lex paused and schooled his voice to remain neutral. "You
know about that?"
"Again the thought had occurred, but Smallville suits you
well. I take it your vacation has something to do with the locale?"
Shaking his head, Lex frowned and pulled the receiver away from
his face for a second. "Bruce, either you became psychic or
you had a man on the ground."
"I keep tabs on my business partners. Besides you did ask
to give away a proto-type laptop."
Lex chuckled softly. "About that, I need another same specs."
"Really? I underestimate Smallville then or did Mr. Kent crash
it by playing too many games."
"Not that it is any of your business Bruce, but it is not
"Very well Lex, same specs. And the game you play with your
father has consequences beyond either of you. WELL BEYOND EITHER
OF YOU. Be careful Lex and let me know about Minerva, the timing
seems to be moving up." With that Bruce Wayne ended the conversation.
Lex set the phone down and pondered his father's words again. 'Am
I that transparent and does he suspect anything?' Lex departed
his study for his bedroom. Bruce understood from the beginning the
potential Minerva brought to the table. Lex and Bruce had attended
boarding school together in England. They considered each other
the closest thing they had to a friend. Their common backgrounds
allowed them to understand each other very well.
Minerva Joint Venture, owned by Bruce Wayne and Lex Luthor, via
shell companies to hide the true ownership. Minerva was where all
the fake information for Cadmus had come. The operating agreement
was for five years. They had each put up $25 million in cash, Bruce
provided a secure facility and Lex provided most of the research.
As it stood Minerva could go public and become a Fortune 50 company
right now. The agreement had a few stipulations. It would last only
five years, after that time frame Minerva would go public and both
partners would hold a thirty percent stake the remainder for the
capital markets. At any point either partner could offer to buy
the other out. Lex, however was due intellectual property rights
and thus would be due royalties if Wayne bought him out. The reverse
was not true.
'Bruce understands my relationship with my father, namely that
I hate him.' Lex had plans for Minerva. Events though were forcing
him to change them though. Having Clark and Whitney around had changed
Lex. Revenge was not as important as knowing how impotent he could
render the mighty Lionel Luthor. 'I told Whitney that choices
make us. This is my choice and how I do it affects the future just
as much as the result.' Lex thought about asking Bruce to buy
him out in the end. Going public had never been a viable option;
it had been placed in the agreement as a way out should they not
reach an amicable conclusion. If Bruce did buy Lex out, he would
use Wayne Industries stock as payment for his stake. That would
make Lex a key shareholder in Luthor Corp and Wayne Industries plus
all the royalty income from Minerva patents.
'I could sit on the boards of a Fortune 25 and Fortune 10 company
and collect tens of millions of dollars doing nothing, annually.'
The more Lex thought about it the better it sounded. He could keep
Clark and Whitney with him and they would never have to worry. But
destiny called and that path did not sit well with doing great things
or deposing his father. Lex was looking at buying out Bruce. Lex
could use all his holdings excluding Luthor Corp and buy out Bruce.
He could then run Minerva and use it to propel him to greatness.
The fun idea was also the best way to ruin his father. Once Hardwick
was fully under Luthor control, Lex could use the Cadmus poison
pill. Lex would ignite the sell-off himself by dumping his entire
Luthor Corp portfolio on the open market at a discount rate. It
would catch Wall Street off guard and once it was discovered who
started the run, Luthor Corp stock would collapse. Lex would already
have Minerva and use it to take Luthor Corp away from his father.
Once he clarified the Cadmus issue, the newly christened Lex Corp
would be a Fortune 10 company. He had seventeen months before Minerva
JV expired and it would be at least six months before Hardwick was
fully under Luthor control. 'What to do?'
Martha and Jonathan were incredulous about Hawaii. Jon had taken
great pleasure in reminding Martha of their prior conversation.
In the end she had to relent and allow Clark to go to the island.
Whitney had it easier. His parents said yes and happy graduation.
Clark grumbled about how easy Whitney had it, but was very happy
he was going to spend a week in paradise with both of his loves.
Whitney picked Clark up to go to school as usual, but they had
the luggage for their trip. All their friends wanted to know why
Lex was taking them to Hawaii. Clark clarified it for all of them.
"It really is simple. Lex is my best friend and he wanted to
get away for a real vacation. He offered and I said yes as long
as Whitney could come. Lex agreed so we fly to the 50th state after
Lana and Chloe just stared at Clark. The explanation was too pat.
They still thought that Lex had a crush on him. They were concerned
that Whitney would get hurt.
Chloe frowned. "Okay Clark, have fun but we do not want to
hear about it when you get back." The girls left in a huff.
The drive over to the mansion was full of excitement. Clark and
Whitney were greeted as they pulled in and all their bags taken
and loaded into the limo.
"Hi guys," quipped Lex. "Lets get moving the jet
is waiting for us at Metropolis International."
The limo ride was fun but Lex insisted that they not have sex until
the plane was airborne. They were taking a private jet that would
fly direct to Hawaii. Then it would be a forty-five minute chopper
ride to the mansion they were staying. The make-out session in the
limo ride had all three guys aching for release.
"Lex next time can we just have sex I mean I've been hard
since we left your house," Clark whined.
"Yeah Lex, what is this whole trip going to be an exercise
in frustration?" Whitney added.
Lex mockingly pouted. "Okay, I was wrong and I'm hurting just
as much as you are so zip it!"
"No problem Dr. Evil!" replied both teenagers at the
Lex could not help but laugh. "Dr. Evil...just wait remember
we are going to be on an island for eight days, we'll see who's
evil by the time we get back."
Whitney kissed Lex and whispered, "We look forward to it."
Lex's cock ached even more after that.
The flight was an adventure as the guys were able to release the
pent up energy from the limo ride. Once they arrived at the mansion
all three were in awe. The house and land had been a pineapple plantation.
The house had been restored to its former glory and modernized for
21st century technology. It was also air-conditioned, a necessity
for Hawaiis tropical climate. The servants Bruce had arranged
took the suitcases to the master suite. It had a porch that looked
out over the beach and a bed that would fit the three of them comfortably.
Lex was impressed. This was all he wanted, a week at the beach with
two naked teenagers. Lex had come close to forbidding clothing for
the entire trip, but he did plan to take them to Honolulu for a
All three got comfortable in the bed and feel asleep quickly. The
restful sleep was shattered when Clark began screaming from a nightmare.
Whitney and Lex woke with a start and saw Clark locked in a dream.
Neither man could wake him. They heard him saying things in a language
they could not place. Out of nowhere Clark bolted awake and screamed,
"What is it Clark?" asked Lex and Whitney comforted the
"I don't know...its like I was reliving something but
I've never seen anyplace like it before. It was a dream I could
not wake from and then it was like millions of voices screaming
in my head at once and it was over."
Lex and Whitney looked at each and looked at Clark. Lex took the
lead. Both Clark and Whitney deferred to him on major decisions.
"Clark, you were talking in a language that was not English.
I could not place it nor could Whit. Do you speak any foreign language?"
Clark hung his head as the moment of truth dawned. Lex and Whit
had trusted him with their lives, inner thoughts, and feelings.
Hed lost his resolve once, but needed to come clean for his
own sake. "I don't know what language it was, but I have to
tell you something and I'm glad both of you are here and can't run
away." He gathered his courage and continued.
"I'm not what you think I am. Lex, I lied to you. You did
hit me with your car at full speed. I rescued you Whitney from a
burning truck and saved you from the explosion with my own body.
He paused to let his words sink in for both of the men in front
of him. I found out right after the accident Lex...I'm not
human. I don't know what I am. I arrived during the meteor storm
that hit Smallville. Everything that has happened is my fault."
Clark looked up and saw two stunned faces.
Lex stammered for a moment before words came out of his mouth.
"So I did shoot you while under Rickman's influence?"
Whit asked, "But how did you get bruised ribs?"
Clark looked up and was now the stunned one. "How did you
know about that? Um...Eric got my abilities somehow during the lightning
incident. What the HELL is going on here!"
Lex and Whitney looked chagrined. Lex shrugged and moved closer
to Clark in the bed. He grabbed a hand and held it. "Clark,
Whitney and I have suspected that you had a secret and compared
notes. He found your shirt that had bullet holes and saw the evidence
first-hand on your back and chest. There was evidence of a major
gunfight at the repair shop. Clark, we never drew any conclusions."
"Clark, this doesn't change how we feel. It adds to who you
are kind of like an added flavor. Actually it makes you the most
unique person on the Earth. WOW!"
Clark could not believe his luck. They still wanted him. They still
loved him and hadn't run screaming from the room.
"Clark, about this dream, what do you think it is?" Lex
was gently squeezing Clarks hand.
"I don't know Lex. My dad showed me some tablet that arrived
with me it had some symbols on it, but I don't know."
Whitney moved them all closer together. Whit snuggled while they
talked. "Clark, what can you do exactly?"
"I'm very strong, have super speed, can see through things,
and things at great distance. My hearing is getting strange. The
meteor rocks make me sick though."
Lex kissed Clark, "So, any other secrets you care to share?
Not harboring any boy-band crushes or ..."
Clark hit him with a pillow before Lex could complete his statement.
"Actually, I have a secret," Whit countered. "I'm
a big Sci-Fi fan and I read fantasy as well, Im a Star Wars
"What no romance novels?" Lex was hit by yet another
Within moments the whole scene became a big pillow fight. After
a few minutes Lex and Whitney double-teamed Clark. "No fair,
two against one!"
Clark took a pillow in the face for that comment.
Whitney then calmed them down and said he had a theory. "It
could be possible that you come from a people that have a racial
or genetic memory. Several authors espouse that advanced races could
achieve such a dynamic. Your dream could be your memory beginning
to break through. Clark the very patterns of your thoughts are different
because you were raised human. The way your native people think
has to overcome your conditioning. The older you get, the stronger
you become, and the more you might know and remember. It makes no
sense to send you with a message you could never read unless you
can learn it because in a sense you will live it."
Lex and Clark looked at Whitney stunned. They knew Whit was not
dumb, but the extent of his thinking had been demonstrated and they
liked it. They talked about the possibilities, but soon began yawning.
Fatigue set in and the boys all went back to sleep.
Lex got up after an hour and went out onto the veranda. He looked
back at the sleeping young men. To Lex, Clark's revelation had been
eye opening and inspiring. This trio suddenly made sense to him.
Clark was Apollo, a god from on high, he was Alexander, a king,
but Whitney was Ptolemy, a trusted general. Lex doubted his humanity
and Clark was not human but Whitney could make a human decision
if it were required.
Lex could place his trust, faith, and love here with these two
wonderful people. For all that Clark was not human; he was far more
human than Lex felt. This vacation was a turning point. Lex could
let go and believe that if he needed someone he would get not one
but two sets of hands to help. Lex looked and smiled, he had a whole
week in paradise with two horny teenagers. Lex was happy and content,
all his plans and goals could wait another week.
Battlements and Barricades