Billionaire Boys Club

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Chapter 4

Clark felt himself being gently pulled from sleep by something. He ignored it and snuggled in closer to his bonded. A slight smile crossed his lips as he realized he had literally taken all of the most famous and eligible bachelors off the market, and no one knew just yet. Of course when they were found out, and he’d make sure that they were, millions of women would be screaming and crying for their lost chance.

What his bonded had yet to realize was that there really was no grace period here. If the three of them were to maintain a healthy bonding with him they would have to stay far closer than they planned. There was going to be screaming a lot closer than that when they tried to fight their way free of the bonding. It wasn’t going to work anyway, the last step had cemented the union and the three of them were stuck together and to him like glue.

Then again, who couldn’t accomplish things along those lines in this day and age? It’s not like they actually had to work from an office. Who was to say where exactly they were? Then again the hissy cows were bound to be spectacular.

Then there was the absolute horror he was bound to face when they realized that Kal had placed himself in the dominant position. Ollie was annoying but he was far easier to get along with than the other two. Bruce and Lex almost never gave up control, in any situation. He didn’t disagree with his Kryptonian half in this area. The three of them in a room doing anything besides mind blowing sex was a nightmare in the making. The need for a decisive power structure was clear, and that was Kal. Clark had been the subordinate in disguise for too long not to see that. Perhaps later when he gained more confidence in himself and his powers he would take control, but not now.

Setting them loose on each other was akin to dealing with large puppies, with razor sharp teeth. Fun and playful for the most part, but watch your ass and check your shoes. He spoke metaphorically, of course! At least he thought they were house broken, as long as you ignored Lex’s tendency to break things.

“Kal El, your presence and that of your bonded is required as soon as possible.” The Voice of the AI called.

He really had to break the AI of that habit. Now that the two sides of him had joined it made him uncomfortable to say the least. Maybe he felt that he would never live up to the Kryptonian legacy, or just maybe the AI’s refusal to acknowledge any other side of his life pissed him off. It didn’t really matter, he needed to respond or the damned computer would get more obnoxious.

It was time to see if the puppies would play nice, or bite. Then again, if he ever let that private thought slip he was going to pull back a stump, he thought with a grin.

Bruce was awake. The man could control nearly everything about his body, but there were tells that gave everyone away and he was no exception. If he was awake then he was damned well going to help him wake up the other two. He didn’t know what Ollie was like, but if Lex was woken by anything other than his alarm clock he was an absolute dick. Yep, looked like it was a blowjob wake up call!

He raised his foot, kicked Bruce then waggled his eyebrows when the man glared at him. He looked at Ollie significantly and twisting, slid down Lex’s body. Bruce must have gotten the point because there was an equal reaction on his side. He took the chance to savor the body of the person he’d wanted in his bed the longest. Lana was the vague fantasy, but Lex was the dirty and raunchy reality in his pubescent dreams. Good things were better than Disney endings. Those poor suckers never got sex.

The body beneath his was totally smooth, the first mark that he and Lex were destined for each other in some shape or form. The marks left on them were deep and soul changing. If not for Lex he would never have embraced both sides of his heritage and if not for Clark Lex would never have been strong enough to break free from his father’s influence.

Peach colored nipples captured his attention and his mouth as they tempted him out of his contemplation. He couldn’t resist tonguing and nibbling at those sweet pebbles. Lex twitched beneath him. He was going to have to work fast. He kissed and sucked his way down the defined chest and abs, grateful that Lex kept a strict regime of exercise. That bellybutton was possibly one of the cutest things he’d ever seen. He nuzzled it, but was quickly brought to the matter at hand by some insistent prodding under his chin. It seemed that at least one part his morning treat was awake.

He licked the head slowly savoring the taste. All of his lovers had a unique taste and smell, even if he was capable there was no way he would ever be bored. He loved the little breathless gasps coming from Ollie as Bruce showed him the best way to wake up. He also loved the way Lex thumped him in the head for not paying attention, but he was going to pay for that one.

The blast of cool air against his belly made Lex gasp, but the cool mouth surrounding a more intimate part made him yelp. The fist was lowered and Clark let his mouth warm around the hot flesh in his mouth. He let his tongue wriggle around as he drew upwards, causing more sounds. A quick peek showed that the lube was in between himself and Bruce, and with the way the top lay open he was betting it was already in use. That man was quick.

He quickly coated his fingers and slid one in the tight hole. Lex arched and pushed back, fucking himself while Clark sucked. As he added another the body of his lover never hesitated. It looked like his ‘victim’ was awake and ready to go. He sucked hard and shivered his fingers against the little joy button inside. Lex yelled and come poured down his throat.

Clark and Kal weren’t satisfied. The release of just one wasn’t enough to quell a sudden fierce need for his mates. He shoved Bruce to the side, ignoring his gasp and sucked Ollie into the back of his throat. The poor blonde never had a chance to stop the freight train of his orgasm. His head thrown back he succumbed as well.

It wasn’t over. Apparently it was all or nothing and Bruce scrambled backwards as fierce eyes landed on him. He was grabbed and brought forward onto his knees seconds before his wrists were held backwards to his ankles, forcing his body into a hard arch. Bruce looked on shock as his dick was devoured by the Kryptonian. His whole mouth seemed determined to vibrate him from tip to base. A hoarse shout came out as the unexpected release his him hard.

All three men lay on the bed in various poses, exhausted by the sudden attack, but Clark never paused. His eyes were vacant as he headed from the room, and he ignored any questions thrown his way. Tired or not they knew they had to chase after him and look for answers. Every time they attempted to grab him he only moved faster. Halls twisted and turned and they were soon running blind trying to keep up.

“Clark, what is going on?” Ollie shouted.

There was no reply. It seemed that their bonded was responding to something only he could sense. They were moving as fast as they could, but he was just beyond reach. The chase finally ended at a sterile looking lab where they found him hunched over a strange looking machine.

Huffing and trying desperately to catch their breath, they looked at each other in confusion. Why of all places had Clark come here? Gingerly Lex approached and touched Clark’s shoulder. It seemed to snap him out of whatever trance he’d been in.

“Wh…” He cleared his throat. “Where are we?”

Ollie gave a slightly hysterical laugh, “This is your fortress, flyboy. You’d better know where we are!”

Clark shook his head to clear the cobwebs and looked around. “In one of the labs?” He answered cautiously.

“Well, I never would have guessed that. You mean those things right there aren’t little tiny champagne flutes?” Lex asked sarcastically, gesturing to some test tubes.

Clark sighed, “Lex, I put crystals in the ground and a huge ancestral thing springs up fully furnished. I haven’t had the time to explore everything.”

“Computer, where in the Fortress are we currently located?” Bruce asked calmly.

“All bonded are located in the Bio/Physio Laboratory, Corridor Twenty-three Room C.”

“I can’t believe you have all of those stupid SciFi movies and didn’t think of that.” Clark hissed at Lex.

“Leave it to you to build something that has at least twenty-three corridors, and not know what’s in any of them!”

“Hello, last outpost of Krypton! It’s not like it was designed for just one person!”

“Christ, do the two of you ever stop?” Bruce ground out.

“It’s been par for the course as long as I’ve known them.” Ollie piped up.

“Shut up!” Two identical glares came his way.

Bruce ignored the two in favor of examining the machine Clark had been hunched over. “What is this, Clark?”

He shrugged and walked over. It took a second for him to read the Kryptonian, and then pale.

“Clark?” Bruce asked.

“You don’t want to know.”

TBC...