Two Doors, Two Dreams

Title: Two Doors, Two Dreams (2/2)
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Huh? Are there any in this one? Mmm.... no. But it does take place in season 9.
Summary: Clark dreams of two doors. What is lurking behind them?
Feedback: I would love to! Even it wasn't good.
Note: Ever since I saw this video seriousfic.livejournal.com/319686.html this idea started forming in my head. I can't get it out now.
Pairings: Several. You'll see.


*I wonder what is behind door number 2.* Clark sarcastically thought as he stepped through the threshold and found the same setting as the one he had encountered behind door number 1. "That's it, I'm so out of here." Clark said and turned around to exit the new room that looked exactly the same, when the door shut behind him and disappeared. "Damn, this is so not fair!" Clark shouted to whoever was pulling the strings. But when you are dreaming, does anyone ever pull the strings you dream about?

Clark figured it was of no use. Totally nude once again, actually never having found his clothes to put on in the first place, he moved toward the bath and sank into it. He saw the mist forming. *Really original...* Clark thought until he heard the moans. Instead of sounding feminine, they sounded masculine!!!

A bit of mist disappeared and revealed... Pete, Bart and Oliver. Clark was mesmerized as he watched Oliver's every movement of his hands caressing his best friend he hadn't seen in two years. If he hadn't come back with the band One Republic, it would have been 6 years that he hadn't seen Pete Ross. "Pete?!" Clark asked in disbelief as he felt himself harden in the bath at watching this trio work it.

"Oh yeah! Muy caliente! What up, stretch?" Bart exclaimed as he took one side of Pete to claim his own and feasted on it, in his own Impulse kind of way. "Glad you could join the party, Clark." Oliver said as his eyes turned to look at Clark while he rubbed his fingers over Pete's other side. Of course Bart and Oliver were getting the same from Pete... or should I say, their cocks got touched in return to this lovely display.
"Clark... buddy..." Pete moaned out with his eyes closed from the sheer pleasure. Gods, he wanted them in his mouth, not his hands caressing the cocks of his new friends of the Justice League!!!

"What are you doing here, Pete?" Clark asked as he began to swim closer. "Say hello to our newest member, Clark." Oliver said as he continued caressing Pete's big brown cock. "Nnnhhh!!" Pete groaned.

"Kneel before Zod!!!" Someone yelled out through the mist. "Yes, Master Zod." Okay, this DEFINITELY had turned into a nightmare!! Zod was in his dream?! The mist that obscured the place where the command had come from broke away to reveal General Zod being sucked by....
"LEX?! You're alive!!!" Clark exclaimed. "Not quite, Kal-El. Dream." General Zod told Clark with an evil grin. "When I am done with him I will make you kneel before me as well."

This was one of the strangest dreams he has ever had!! Villains in his dreams!? Who's next: Brainiac? Instead of Brainiac, another pull of the curtain of mist revealed another duo together. "I remember the two of you! Adam Knight and Lucas Luthor!" Clark exclaimed. Who knew that those two would be doing something like this in a dream? "Yes, you remember us well, Clark." Lucas said. "But not this version." Adam said with an evil grin... as both their faces changed and sank their teeth into eachother's neck while they were making love. "NOOO!!!" Clark yelled as he saw blood seep out from the puncture wounds they were making and drip over the floor into the bath. "LEX, do something, help your brother now!!!" Clark yelled out in shock!

But Lex couldn't move. His hands were around his master's ass cheeks as he sucked Major Zod's cock. Somewhere around the bath, another series of groans could be heard. After the now familiar curtain call of mist had pulled away, he saw another couple fucking. "Coach Teague and.... and... I don't remember you."

"Yeah, Kent, he's new. He's my newest ticket to winning the state championship. Go Smallville Crows! Right, baby? Ohhh yeah, give it to me!!!" Jason Teague groaned out as he sat on the edge of the bath, his cock getting sucked by the newest ticket as his former coach had told him. "But... state championships are over. I'm not on the team anymore." And then things got really weird.

The guy who was sucking off his coach jumped onto his coach's cock and started to ride him. "Oh Dean!!!" he groaned out. "Oh yeah, Sammy, ride my hard cock!" Dean Winchester groaned out.

What in the hells was going on?! It was like these couples were slipping into a different persona. First they were acting like their Smallville selfs, only to change their behavior. Something was definitely wrong. But the shit hadn't hit the fan yet.

"The ones I do not call must immediately pack their belongings and leave this dream. Oliver Queen, Bart Allen, Pete Ross, General Zod and Lex Luthor."

That voice sounded so familiar. He could have sworn he had heard her before... somewhere, a long time ago. When? If only he could remember! Wait a minute... didn't Kara always watch America's Next Top Model? That voice belonged to...

"TYRA BANKS?!" Clark exclaimed in disbelief. Was she the one pulling the strings? Nah, couldn't be.

"Congratulations. You are still in the running to become Clark Kent's Number One."

The other ones she didn't call? They disappeared, unfulfilled, untouched by Clark Kent's Supercream.

"What just happened here?" Clark asked as he was on the ground, out of the bath. He had no idea how that could have happened. "Pete got accepted into our Justice League. All we need is a good leader... and we think that should be you, Clark." Oliver said as he was on all fours, his eyes not on Clark but on his cock. His mouth wrapped around Clark's big cock and began to suck him off. "Cool, huh, Clark? My life finally has some purpose." Pete groaned out as he was sucked by Bart. "MMmm.... muy... caliente... amigo." Bart groaned in between sucks of Pete's big cock.

"Oliver... oh god..." Clark groaned, and felt a big empty void when he felt Oliver's lips leave his cock. "What's the matter, Clark?" Oliver asked as he stroked his friend's cock with a sweet smile on his face. "I want..." Clark started, but Oliver cut him off. "Say no more. I know what you want." Oliver said and stretched out on Clark's body, his cock dangling in front of Clark's face. His lips sank around Oliver's cock as he started to suck him deeply like he had always wanted to do, but was afraid to do to Oliver. What would he have thought? He halted his sucking for just a minute, because he felt Oliver take his cock back into his mouth again.

And now, so unlike the other dream, he felt himself cumming hard into Oliver's mouth the same time when Oliver came into Clark's mouth. "Bye Clark..." Oliver said after one quick turn of his body and one quick lingering kiss, only to disappear.

"Come on, Stretch! No sense mourning Oliver." Bart said and used his superspeed to push him against the wall. Apparently Pete had let him free for just that little scene. He kissed Clark hard on his lips, and was pleasantly surprised when he felt his tongue slip into Clark's mouth, Clark letting him do that, while their cocks rubbed together. Clark grinned as his hand got hold of both their cocks and started to stroke the two of them. "Mmmm, caliente, Clark!" Bart groaned out into Clark's mouth. But that wasn't the end.

Feeling left out, Pete thrusted his cock right into Bart's ass, which made him bite Clark's bottom lip in sheer pleasure. "Holy Speeds, Superman!! Si, si, si!!!" Bart groaned out, sucking on Clark's bottom lip to elevate the pain Clark had briefly felt. Their climax happened as one jet splashed Bart's face and the other stream Clark's face, while Pete climaxed into Bart's ass.

"Goodbye, stretch. Bye buddy..." They both said before they disappeared.

"And now... for the finale of Clark Kent's Number One... who's he going to pick? The billionaire... or the destroyer of Krypton, his home planet?" sounded Tyra's voice. "And the winner is..."

Light flashed on General Zod and Lex Luthor...

"Lex Luthor."

"CURSES!!!" General Zod cursed as he climaxed in Lex's mouth and disappeared right after he was done. Clark ran toward Lex.

There was a scene change and there they were, dressed again, with Tyra looking sweetly at them with a flute of champagne in each one of her hands. "Congratulations, Clark, Lex." She said as she held out the two champagne glasses for them to take. But right after they had taken the glass and clinked it with hers, she disappeared.

"I wish you weren't dead." Clark told Lex as he linked his other hand with his while they drank their champagne, his eyes looking so sad and tearful at Lex. After everything he had done, he still loved Lex. When their glasses were empty, Lex wrapped his arms around Clark. "I know, Kal-El. I know." Lex said and kissed him softly on his lips. That kiss could make Clark melt. That and being in Lex's arms.

This time the setting changed to Lex's bedroom in the Mansion. "Won't Tess find out?" Clark asked him. "Nah, unless you want a threesome." Lex said with a chuckle. "Nah, just the two of us, that's all that matters to me." Clark told his one time friend, one time villain, but always lover. He let himself get undressed by Lex and returned the gesture after, and together they made love like it was their last night together...

In the real world, tears streamed down Clark's face.

The End.