Billionaire Boys Club

A/N; Yes, I know I'm a bad author and I got lazy. Plus it is a short chapter. (Ow! Don't throw things!) You guys'll forgive me since it's sex, right? Good sex!


The wordless snarl that twisted Lex’s mouth indicated that he was not pleased with Ollie’s flippancy. “Well then, shall I just get down on all fours and beg like a bitch or do we get a bed?” He asked with deep sarcasm.

A hard arm around his waist was the only thing that kept him from clinging to the ceiling as Clark whispered, “Thank you for volunteering, Lex, but it wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.”

He knew, knew that Clark was an alien. He knew about his powers, his weaknesses, his everything, but he couldn’t get used to them. The whole Kal/Clark thing was making his brain hurt, and headaches made him pissy as hell. However the mouth on the side of his neck was going a long way to soothe his hurt feelings.

“Come along, Princess. We have a bond to complete before Bruce hurts himself.”

That mouth was making him feel drugged as he protested, “I am not the girl in this relationship!”

“Maybe not but you’re my prima donna.”

“I am not a spoiled opera diva! Why shouldn’t I be spoiled? I’m rich, good looking, and I deserve compensation for the hell hole my father made my life into.”

Lex never bothered to open his eyes as he protested the pet names Clark gave him. If he had he might have roused himself to a more indignant protest as Ollie and Bruce followed behind smothering their chuckles of amusement.

“Yes, I know, poor Lex has had it so hard, but I’ll make it better.”

He snuggled deeper into the arms that held him, and tilted his neck for better access. “Good.”

There was suddenly a bed at his back, and the warm arms were gone. It brought a frown to his face that was quickly smothered as a new body was pushed down on his. He lifted heavy eyes to see a naked Bruce on top of his own naked body. He realized dreamily that Clark had pulled his trick again, but he didn’t really care. The bond had kicked in with a vengeance.

The two men locked mouths as though in a show of what would be happening in the near future. Tongues plunged and delved in deeply tasting every inch, rousing the other two as well. Kal pushed Oliver into the mix watching as he crawled behind Bruce spreading smooth cheeks and spearing his tongue in. It was evident that he had gone without the longest. Bruce was making the most appetizing sounds as a result.

Kal was content to stand there and watch his men for a while. The three of them made a beautiful tableau, one he could watch for the rest of his life. Bruce had moved himself and Oliver down the bed as he worked his way to Lex’s hardness. If it hadn’t been so hot it would have been funny. The shout Lex gave when Bruce vacuumed him in to the hilt moved him to action.

He lifted Ollie, and placed him so he was kneeling in front of Lex’s mouth cock dripping onto his lips. Lex honed in like a dog with a piece of meat taking him hard and deep. Ollie shouted with pleasure at the same time Kal blew a stream of cold air over Bruce’s hole causing a chain reaction. Bruce groaned around Lex who moaned around Ollie who was the best able to verbalize for all of them.

Kal smiled Clark’s wide smile as everything worked as it was supposed to within the bond’s normal enhancements. The humans he had chosen would complete the bond and he would be whole. The human side of him gave him insight into the emotions that would develop over time between all of them and the feeling was powerful. More than was compatible with the Kryptonian logic, but in perfect tune with Earth’s books that he had been forced to read in their inferior school systems. The feeling was confusing but satisfying.

He used his heat vision to heat the lube, and coated his fingers. Bruce was startled when he began to circle that tempting pucker. It seemed that the esteemed Dark Knight liked to be on the giving rather than receiving end of these little encounters, but he would learn. Because of the tightness he felt Kal went slower than he would like in the preparation. He also slicked Bruce’s fingers so he could loosen Lex. Lex had brought a tube of his own and was very busy working his own chosen spot.

Things began to move at a faster pace as Lex pushed Bruce out of the way and sat Ollie down hard on his cock. He wasn’t allowed to take advantage. Kal was in charge of this little encounter and none of the other men were going to move any faster than he’d planned. Bruce had lifted Lex’s legs, easing his way in, but Kal knew the man wasn’t prepared to take him in just yet. He wrapped one arm around the two men on top and held them still while he added a fourth finger to the ones already moving in rapid rhythm. All three of the ones waiting were squirming and panting eager for more but Kal’s will was implacable.

He knew the instant that Bruce was ready to take him, but held off. They would learn that he was the ultimate word in their lives in this moment. He knew that the different personalities would crash and burn unless there was an ultimate power structure to respect. There was an evil grin on his face as he began to deliberately strike the prostate of the writhing man with a powerful stroke. The move reverberated through all of them, with each direct hit there was a subtle, barely there stroke that shivered through.

It was one of the most erotic things that any of them had ever experienced. They couldn’t move, couldn’t thrust, it was all up to the one who had brought them this far together.

“Look at you all. Do you know how much I just want to slide right in and pound the three of you until you scream?” Kal asked in a low voice. “This calls to me in a way that none of you are able to imagine yet. The sweat rolling down your skin, Lex, that hitch in your breath, Ollie, and the fact that I could probably slide my entire hand in and have you begging for more, Bruce.

“You liked that didn’t you? I can feel you clenching around my fingers trying to pull me in. This is the power of the bond. This is the moment when we are forming everything in the future, and never doubt that you are mine just as I am yours. Do we continue, human? Do I bring myself forward and end your torment?”

“G-god!” Bruce shouted, “Stop talking and just do it.”

“I want you willing. I want you aware. There is no escape from this, and my human side demands that you be informed. Do you accept?”

His movements had not stopped during this speech and he continued to rub the man’s prostate adding a twist here and there. He was never predictable, or smooth enough in his movements to allow release for any of them. When one was balanced on the razor’s edge it was a guarantee that sooner or later you were bound to fall.

“Yes!” He shouted. “Yes, I agree, okay? Now let us go!”

“Controlling semes always end up being the pushiest ukes.” Kal smirked.

“Oh for God’s sake, Clark, move your ass!” Ollie panted.

“As you wish,” Kal said releasing them and sliding in with one stroke.

All three of them cried out with pleasure and relief. It was time for the torment to end and the fun to begin. The Kryptonian powered in and out forcing all of them to move in reactive movements. He’d angled his body so that all involved had a direct stroke to the sweet spot. There were grunts, curses and moans thrown about freely as each man reached for their own personal nirvana.

All the teasing before hand had guaranteed the climax would be reached swiftly. Ollie began, riding the crest of the pleasure wave and clenching down hard. The pulses of pleasure wrung a cry form Lex and Bruce one after the other, but Kal held off drawing out the orgasms to this side of painful before allowing his own release.

Once again a nimbus of light surrounded them this time in the color of gold cementing the bond that they had been told about. There was no confusion or ignorance this time and the completion drew a sigh of contentment from the four men. It filled the void in each that had been missing in his life. The four lost souls had found their way home in the strangest way they could ever imagine, but it felt right. They curled together in one big pile of satisfaction and slept.

~o)0.0(o~

Lara El looked at the man who she had been created to guide, and if a computer had a soul, her’s was content. It had taken many months to convince the human raised Clark of his need for the others. The destruction of the home planet had sent training opportunities, but it had also sent much pain to the son she was programmed to love. The personality of Jor El still lurked in the system, free from the Brainiac programming, and she felt his satisfaction as well.

The line of Krypton would continue in the fashion that it must in order to survive. Their charge was unaware of this fact as yet, but the time would come soon to tell him and his bond-mates of their responsibilities.