Whitney woke up and could not help but feel sad. Today was the
last day of July and that meant the month of 'being' was over. He
looked over at Clark and sighed. He had never seen someone who looked
like an angel and actually be one. He laughed to say that Clark
was a boy was ludicrous. Clark had more mass that he did. It had
been an incredible month. Whitney did not want it to end. The whole
month had been movies and the Talon, fucking and kissing. He had
never pressed Clark for anything other than the nights stay and
Clark was happy to satisfy that request.
Whitney got out of bed and went to the kitchen. He had the day
off but got up early anyway. He grabbed some tea and sat down at
the table after picking up his papers. All the headlines blared
war, death, disease, and suffering...the perfect compliments for
Clark walked down the stairs silently and saw Whitney at the table
and noticed the slump in his shoulders. He shook his head and sighed.
He knew what day it was but he wanted to spend it happy, not sullen.
Truth was Clark did not know what he wanted but he knew he loved
Whitney. As close as he and Lex had gotten, it was nothing compared
to the wonderful intimacy that he and Whit shared. They had overcome
their past and developed a deep friendship and he loved the benefits
package. He was a happy teenager and he did owe it to his nights
and afternoons with Whit. The problem was his friends were coming
back in a few days and then school would start, how was he going
to fit Whitney into his schedule then? He walked over and hugged
and kissed his boyfriend. Clark acknowledged Whitney as his boyfriend
only to himself. He never told Whitney that. He had never told Whitney
he loved him and Clark did love him but telling him required explaining
the future and that defeated the purpose of the month of being.
"So, Whit, what are we going to do today?"
"It is up to you but...I'd really like to talk."
"No. Talking is for tomorrow, today is for fun. So what do
you want to do today?"
"Lets go to Six Flags."
The boys walked in the door and were bone tired, not that Clark
was tired but drained from the fun and restraint not to grab or
kiss Whitney in public. Whit smiled at Clark and pulled him up the
stairs and into their bathroom. Clark had as many clothes in Whit's
room as he did in his.
"Clark, care to join me in the shower?"
The boys were helping clean each other and kissing and having fun.
Soon Clark reached out of the shower and found the condom he had
laid on the sink. He pushed Whit against the tile and began to tease
his asshole with his index finger. He adjusted the shower nozzle
to spray on Whit's head and the water would run down his body. He
reached again and grabbed some lotion to ease his entry for the
both of them. Soon he entered his beautiful friend and they were
both moaning. All too soon he felt Whitney tighten and arch his
back and soon Clark was filling the reservoir tip. He gathered his
breath and rinsed them off again and the headed for the bed.
"Clark, that was great."
"Can we talk, please?"
"Whit...I don't know what to do okay? Are you happy now? I've
avoided the subject because I like spending time with you but school
starts soon and..."
"All my friends will be back."
"I see." Whitney got out of bed and headed downstairs.
Clark watched as he left and cursed himself. He got out of bed and
"Whitney wait! Please wait."
"For what Clark? For you to decide that you want me to be
around your friends? So you can make up your mind that you want
me or that I was just a convenient person this summer and you got
"It's not like that!"
"That is how it looks from here. I told I loved you and I
do and you promised, you fucking promised you would not hurt me.
You FUCKING LIED!"
"What do you want from me?"
"The truth...what the hell has the last month meant to you?"
Clark sat down and looked at his hands. He could tell that Whitney
had also sat down. He finally raised his eyes and saw the hurt,
anger, and desperation in Whit's eyes.
"The summer has meant one surprise after another. It has been
full of gifts and happiness." Clark got up and sat down next
to Whitney. He placed his hands on top of Whitney's. "I found
something I needed more than I knew. I'm sorry but I didn't want
the fun to end. If I said the words then everything would change
and I didn't want it to. I love you too but I don't know where to
go from here."
Whitney finally looked at Clark and he heard want he needed to
hear. He heard what he wanted to hear. He leaned over and kissed
Clark. "You think I do? I'm right there with you pal. Maybe
we accept that we don't know and try anyway...okay?"
Clark kissed Whitney again. "Okay."
It was the week before school and Lana was at the Talon, so were
Lex, Chloe, and Pete. Lex and Lana were reviewing the summer numbers
and Chloe and Pete were exchanging summer stories. They all looked
up and saw Clark and Whitney walk in together. None of them had
seen Clark, despite calling several times and they had only seen
Whitney at the store.
Lex was the first to notice it, but Chloe was quick on the uptake
and picked up on it as well. Lana was forever clueless and did not
notice but Pete did. They all saw the subtle intimate touches, the
ones that linger a moment too long and the gazes that are private
conversations. But the clear signal was when Whitney headed to order
their drinks and Clark grabbed his hand and held it for a moment.
No words, no signals, just a held hand and all of Clark's friends
knew that they had missed something over the summer.
Lex walked over to talk to Clark, "So how did the summer treat
"Hi Lex. It was full of surprises but very good ones."
"So you and the quarterback huh?"
"Na..the holding hands though was a big giveaway."
"Oh...does that change the way you think of me?"
"Then it doesn't. Clark, don't live your life doing what other
people expect you to because then it is not your life. I have a
feeling this will make a great story some evening. Tell Whitney
I said hello and I will see you around Clark. Oh, don't be a stranger."
Whitney walked back to the table and handed Clark his tea. "So
what did Lex want?"
"To say hi, to the both of us. He figured out that we..."
"That we are dating?"
"Yeah, that you are my boyfriend."
"Okay, so shall we tell the three over there staring holes
into us as well."
"Yeah or they might kill us."
Clark walked into his kitchen and saw his parents eating dinner.
"Hi son, how was your afternoon?"
"Good. I think you should know that my friends know that Whitney
and I are dating."
"How did they take it?"
"They took it well Mom. They are happy for us and I feel better
"Okay, don't forget to have Whitney continue to come over
for dinner even when school starts again, okay?"
"He wouldn't miss it for the world."
Whit and Clark were in bed, the last morning of summer, the school
year was about to begin and they wanted to spend every moment together.
They made a promise to talk about what they were feeling and that
they would see each other when they could. Clark knew that Whit's
mother was not returning to Smallville but he knew that he was now
part of his family. He would have to try harder to keep it all together.
He loved Whitney and would cherish the past summer. He rolled over
and kissed his boyfriend and they made love as the dawn broke over
the horizon, the last day of freedom, but another day together.