FIVE OF THE TITLES SERIES
Whitney sat back and ran a hand through his hair.
It was now a year since hed been wounded in the line of duty.
It was hard not to think of the date, but so many people hed
known had been wounded far worse than him; some had died. A hand
dropped to trace the scars around his knee. He could feel them even
through his trousers and he frowned. He hated that he was so morose
over things he could not change, but he was still haunted by that
long campaign. His Congressional Medal of Honor was an honor, but
hed rather have been whole and perhaps carrying a clipboard
on some college football sideline. If wishes were fishes
his father would say.
Whitney stood up and stretched from his chair in the den. His shoulder
didnt bother him anymore and he was working out again like
he used to, but it wasnt the same. As for even voicing these
thoughts to Lex
there was no way Whitney would bring it up.
Everything hed wanted had been taken away and it had been
And Whitney Fordman, sorry that we
closed the door on path one, but behind door number two is a life
beyond your imagination. And it was a life hed never
expected. But today every time he turned around, pain from a year
ago echoed in his mind and body.
It was a little over a month since Lex had escorted him to the
Metropolis Press Club and there was no doubt in his mind that he
was in love with Lex Luthor. Lex had been an angel of hope and Whitney
could not believe how lucky he was. And that was the problem really.
He hated feeling sorry for his losses when hed gained so much.
Here was the anniversary of his death and part of him
was ashamed for lamenting his losses. In the past hed have
gone to the gym or worked out to avoid thinking, but he was different
in so many ways now.
The light shined from the windows and Metropolis was far below
him. His reflection in the mirrors showed endless images of himself
and all he had to do was pick one and go with it, but today he felt
like he was all of them and lost to who he wanted to be. Whitney
pulled on his longish hair in frustration.
Are you okay?
Whitney whirled around and caught the frown on Lexs face.
Im fine, he lied.
I think that is the first lie youve ever told me that
is unrelated to your health, Whitney. Lex walked closer and
ran a hand through Whitneys hair. I know what today
is. That has not escaped my notice.
I didnt want to mention it. Whitney shifted away
and went to look out the window.
Lex moved closer and placed a hand on Whits shoulder. Regardless
if you wanted to mention it, it did happen.
Whitney paused and tried to marshal his thoughts to say something
without coming across as an ass. It happened, yes, but I feel
You cant feel guilty for living when others died, Whitney.
You saved many lives by your actions. Lex moved back and turned
to face his lover.
That's not why I feel guilty -- at least, that's not all
of it. I wish it hadn't happened, but I feel guilty for that as
well. I mean I gained more than I lost and I feel bad mourning what
That makes you human I suppose. Lex pulled Whitney
away from the windows and maneuvered them to a couch. All
I can say is, accept what you are feeling and move forward. Anniversaries
are milestones that give guidance.
Whitney yielded to the massage Lex was giving his shoulders. He
reveled in it and soon the tension began to ease. Sorry for
being a downer today.
Lex stopped kneading his lovers shoulders and kissed his
cheek. Well, it is going to get worse later.
Whitney turned around and frowned. Huh?
Dad invited us to dinner tonight. Hes in town and he
made a point of making sure you would be with me.
Whitney shook his head and cringed. Why would he want to
have dinner with us? He only calls you when it is business related.
And I know he was none too pleased with our last meeting.
Lex laughed and hugged Whitney. However he felt, he has invited
us to dinner and jacket is required. He kissed him as an expression
of distaste crossed Whits face. We dont have to
go if you dont want to.
No, we should go if only to find out why he wants to see
us in a social setting. Whitney slowly stretched and looked
down at his watch. What time is dinner?
A slow smile crossed Lexs face. Not for a few hours
still. Lex stood and pulled Whitney up as well. Lex turned
and started walking towards their bedroom. He swiveled his neck
slightly to make sure Whitney was following and was pleased to see
that he was.
Whitney stretched again as he entered the bedroom and returned
the searing kiss Lex suddenly planted on his mouth. Whitney pulled
back and smiled. I take it you know a way to pass the time?
Lex did not respond verbally. Instead he ran a hand over Whitneys
crotch and placed a small bite at the base of his lovers neck.
He sucked on his mark for a moment, enough to discolor the skin
before backing off. He turned and started shrugging off his clothes.
Clad only in his skimpy briefs Lex languidly draped himself across
The sight made Whitneys mouth water. He smiled and let his
apprehension about the day slip away as he slowly stripped off his
clothes. He was fully naked when he crawled across the bed to straddle
Lex and plunder his mouth. Whitney broke it and moved off of Lex
to lie down next to him. The first objective was to free Lexs
cock from the thin cotton-silk prison. Once he disposed of the designer
underwear, Whitney ran a hand over freed cock. After he spent a
few moments fondling it, Whitney moved back up and kissed Lexs
jaw. He trailed his tongue along the bone and down the muscles to
the shoulder. He returned the favor and created a patch of red and
purple on the smooth alabaster surface. All the while one of his
hands caressed Lexs taunt stomach muscles.
Lex gasped as Whitneys tongue started laving one of his nipples.
The sudden use of teeth made him groan. He frowned when the pressure
stopped and Whitneys shit-eating-grin was hovering just out
of reach. You looked pleased.
You are so cute when you start to babble. He leaned
down and placed a quick kiss on Lexs lips to silence the objection
before it came. It did not take long for Lex to try to resume control,
but Whitney had it and was not giving it up. He placed a hand on
one of Lexs slim hips and used it to keep him in place. His
tongue began sliding down the center of the swimmers chest
beneath him. Whitney shifted his position so he could suck the cock
under him with better access.
He ignored the moans, groans, and pants as he slowly mouthed the
head and allowed his lips to descend the shaft at a crawl. He shifted
again and a hand moved behind the ball sack to the smooth spot and
he slowly stroked it once his lips reached the base of Lexs
cock. A single stroke on that spot combined with an increase in
pressure from his mouth made Lex scream. Pulling up off the whole
shaft, he let his tongue linger on the flared head for a few moments
while still stroking that spot. Finally he stopped before Lex lost
it. Whitney winked at Lex as he reached inside the nightstand for
the well used bottle.
It didnt take much time to prepare Lex and soon Whitney was
balls deep inside of him. He kissed Lex deeply before starting the
familiar rhythm. Eyes locked and moans echoing, he arched into the
haven of love hed never expected in his life. He paused to
adjust he position so he could get Lex off as well; he resumed the
pace and winked at Lex again. He increased the tempo of his thrusts
and the speed of his hand jacking Lex off. He held back until Lex
came in a strangled cry and final let his own orgasm claim him.
He blinked to clear the stars from his eyes and rolled off of Lex.
That was just what I needed.
Good to hear, Lex said with a smile. However
we need to get moving if we are going to make it to dinner on time.
We had plenty of time when we started.
Lex chuckled evilly, Well you had a little nap after you
came. I didnt have the heart to wake you. But seeing how you're
heavy and we are late GET UP!
Lex pulled up to the restaurant and let the valet park the convertible
Porsche. Whitney ran a hand through his hair and smiled broadly
at Lex. Lex schooled his face into the mask he normally wore when
he dealt with his father. Brennans was the most upscale restaurant
in Metropolis and reservations were difficult to come by without
at least a months advance notice. It was located on the river
bend and looked across the Kansas River to downtown Metropolis.
This was the oldest area of the city and part of it had been created
as the shopping district. Brennans had the best spot and had
been located there for over forty years.
Lex walked through the garden entrance into the main dining area.
He ached in places after the long rough afternoon and he hoped Whitney
was up for another one later, Lex was sure hed need it after
dealing with his father. The maitred escorted them
directly to the waiting table. Lex hid his frown as his father rose
to greet them. Lex nodded. Dad, thank you for the invitation.
Lionel motioned for them to take their seats. Whitney...
so glad you could join us.
Whitney didnt reply as he was wont, instead smiling cordially.
My pleasure, sir. He sat down and accepted the drink
Lionel had taken the liberty of ordering.
Dad, while I am happy to accept the invitation, I know that
you arent pleased with me in the least. Lex sipped his
A smile graced Lionels face and it was mirrored in his eyes.
Lex, how can you say Im not pleased? If you're suggesting
that I am perturbed by your choice of partner, I will acknowledge
concern about your image problem. However, we shall discuss that
over dessert. For now I would like to know how you are doing, Whitney?
It took a moment for Whitney to respond after the shock of Lionel
asking him a question. Their last conversation had been a heated
debate over the couple's decision to make their relationship public.
Whitney closed his mouth, cleared his throat, and then coughed.
I am doing well. Im on pace to graduate in two years
and I have a clean bill of health.
Lex sat through dinner and increasingly became concerned at his
fathers friendly manner and civility to both he and Whitney.
Lex switched to water after two drinks and was happy that Whitney
did as well. As the remains of dinner were cleared away and coffee
was brought along with dessert menus, Lexs heart began to
It was Whitney who ordered caramelized peaches and then started
the awaited conversation. While I can honestly say Ive
enjoyed dinner, Ive been waiting for the other shoe to drop,
Lionels face was blank as he sipped his coffee. Other
Lex rolled his eyes and sighed. Dad, I know you like your
games, but seriously; why did you invite us to dinner?
Your patience was never good, Alexander. But since neither
of you seem inclined to wait; Ill come to my point.
Lionel met each of the young mens gazes and sipped his coffee
before continuing. You have a destiny, Lex. And you have a
reputation that is loose to say the least. You are now
in your mid-twenties and more is expected of you.
An exasperated sigh escaped Lex before he could arrest it. My
destiny is my own to chart, dad. And my reputation has changed some
in the last few months.
Whitney sat back in chair and tried to stay invisible. He didnt
want to have another confrontation with Lionel, but would if this
tête-à-tête got out of hand.
Well, you did disappear from the social scene and from the
club scene for a few months and then you displayed a hero on your
arm. While your choice of public partner shifted, it did not change
your reputation. Lionel shifted forward to get closer to Lex.
And while you think your destiny is your own, you are sorely
mistaken. You have a combination of factors that few have ever been
given and to squander them in the wilderness would be a crime against
Lex failed to keep his expression neutral. His father never spoke
in such terms. And while there was a blatant critique in his remarks,
Lex was amazed at the open compliment. Suddenly he was on shaky
ground. I didnt know you thought I had any positive
Lionel laughed coldly. One would have to be blind to fail
to see the potential in you, my son. However I will not be drawn
into a discussion about them when it is obvious that you know you
have merit. This discussion is about solving several issues at once
and allowing you the opportunity to maximize your talents.
Lionel sat back and smiled broadly. You, my son, must get
Whitney recovered first. What!? Here you are talking about
Lex having an image problem and hes publicly Come Out
and you think him getting married is going to magically make it
all vanish? Are you insane?
Lionel and Lex turned in unison to look at Whitney. Lionel was
more impressed with the former marine now than he had been in their
last confrontation. Lionel didnt respond, instead waiting
for Lexs salvo so he could counter them both at once.
It took a moment, but Lex did respond. Dad, you have some
nerve bringing us to dinner to tell me I need to get married! We
made the covers of every major national magazine from People
to Time and there is no way that the public is going to buy
me marrying some socialite you have waiting in the wings. I happen
to love Whitney and hes not going anywhere.
Talk about overreaction to a proposal, Lionel said
lightly. I am well aware of Whitneys devotion to you;
it is your reputation that I am concerned about Lex. I think you
need to have a very public ceremony with Whitney. It would show
the public that you are committed to this relationship.
Lex stared at his dad for a moment and then glanced at Whitney.
Whitneys mouth was hanging open and he was doing a fair impression
of a fish. Lex turned back to Lionel and was speechless.
Lionel smiled calculatingly at both of them. I had some polling
done and promiscuity is one of the negative attributes associated
with homosexuality. A wedding in, say Smallville, will negate that
perception and allow you the opportunity to follow your destiny,
Whitney sipped his coffee and then cleared his throat. Those
are interesting points, sir, but we have not even been together
a year yet. So while it is an intriguing idea, I think we can table
that discussion until that anniversary at least.
Lex nodded and rose. Thank you for dinner, Dad. I must say
this was the most unexpected conversation weve ever had and
that is saying plenty. Ill see you tomorrow at the Board meeting.
He started walking and he knew that Whitney was following.
It was a silent drive back to their penthouse and Lex waited until
they were in the bedroom to start a conversation. Whitney had stared
out the window the whole time and even now was not looking at Lex
much. The whole idea had been a shock of epic proportions, but it
had merit. For Lex marriage was not something hed ever given
much weight. It was simply an event that was expected of him. But
he was actively pondering it with a sense of unexpected joy. What
do you think of the idea?
Whitney shrugged. To be honest I havent ever given
it much thought. The future is not written in stone, Lex. Today
reminds me of that more vividly than anything. I should be dead,
but Im not, so I take what life gives me and try to enjoy
it. Why do you think I felt so guilty? I cant take anything
for granted - its wrong. So my plans pretty much boiled
down to studying, working out, staying healthy, and loving you.
Beyond that it I have no right to expect anything else.
Well, as much as I hate to say it, dad had a point. I just
hate admitting that he could be right. God he pisses me off!
Lex sat down and took off his shoes and started undressing. He noted
that Whitney was leaning in the doorframe. His blood raced at the
sight and stood up. He walked across the room and placed his hands
on Whitneys hips. If I asked you to marry me, would
Far be in for me to interfere with Destiny. Whitney
smiled and kissed Lex. If you asked, then I would be honored.
He winked and laced his finger with Lexs. You wear my
dog tags and we share a home already. We have what we have and a
ceremony is for everyone else. I said yes in reality when we went
to that banquet. But Im not wearing a dress.
Lex laughed and pulled Whitney into the bedroom. I think
I shall wear a kilt if we do this. It would drive dad mad and I
could get a measure of revenge. Not that us getting hitched would
be a punishment, in fact I think I would be breaking the hearts
of millions of Americans across the country whod hoped to
get a chance with you.
Whitney laughed this time. I think that my cheering section
is nowhere near as large as you estimate it. He kissed Lex
again and started to undress. I think my mother is going to
be torn. Shell be happy to see a wedding, but she always wanted
a big church wedding and that is not going to happen.
After a few moments they were both in boxers and relaxing in bed.
They curled around each other and took warmth each had to offer.
Lex ran a finger along the Whitneys sternum, a perfect line
between two perfect pectoral muscles. My father is going to
gloat you know. Hell feel he tamed me and got me to do his
bidding. Hes such a pain in the ass.
Whitney kissed Lexs head and tightened his grip. Why
dont you let me deal with your father from now on? He still
sees you as a little boy at times and uses that to your detriment.
If tries that on me Ill just kick his ass.
You really are my hero. Taking on my big bad father to protect
me, now that is love. Lex suddenly laughed. I think
Ill hold off on telling Dad that we are going to have a public
Whitney laughed knowing that Lex had something up his sleeve. And
why if I may ask?
Just to get on his nerves. Hell want to know if weve
discussed it and Ill evade his questions. I figure I can get
at least a days entertainment out of it.
Whitney chuckled and shifted to pull Lex ever closer. This
one date keeps rewriting my worldview. Im with you wherever
you go, Lex. Ill be at your side.