The Lex Luthor Sex Tape

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The Lex Luthor Sex Tape

"We really shouldn't tape this, Clark." Lex remembered
saying. "Videos like these have a habit of showing up on
the internet."

"C'mon, you promised. You're gonna be gone for three months
and I'm gonna need something. Anyway, I've been begging for
years." Clark pouted. He was already naked, spread out on
the bed like a wet dream, which was making the set-up of
the camera and tripod difficult. Golden skin, perfect body,
and a face that would turn a nun into a whore were things to
difficult to resist.

Lex gave into most of Clark's kinks (and turned him onto a
few the boy never imagined) but he said no videotaping
until the teenager turned 18. He didn't want to end up in
jail now did he?

Clark's 18th birthday passed and he was almost finished with
highschool: Lex knew he couldn't deny the boy, no man
anything.

"You promise to be careful with this tape, right?" Lex
asked severly.

"Ofcourse Lex. Cross my heart and hope to die." There
really was no reason for that gesture to turn Lex on but it
did. Hitting record on the camera he leapt onto the bed, a
cheesy porn soundtrack complete with synthesizers and a
driving beat, playing in his ears.
***

The really sad thing, Lex thought as he rode to the
Penthouse from the airport, was that he was the one who
lost the video. As soon as he got off the jet in
Metropolis, he took a call from one of his security
contacts who said there were rumors of a sex tape floating
around Asia. At first he wondered how the tape ended up in
Asia. He thought maybe his boyfriend had finally learned to
fly and held the tape as a kind of security blanket,
and dropped it in Thailand. It seemed unlikely, but Clark
Kent's very existence stretched the limits between the real
and and fantasy.

Then he remembered. He'd thrown it in his suitcase
when he left for his business trip. And he completely
forgot about it's existence. Business was business, and
since he knew Clark was waiting for him at home, he didn't
need the tape to feel secure about their relationship. And
anyway, he was working too damn hard to have time to
fantasize about sex.

He didn't even think about the video after his
hotel room (and many others on the floor) was broken into
while he was staying in Bali last week. He lost quite a bit
of clothing, some pretty expensive cufflinks,and probably
the tape as well. Clark was going to kill him.