Billionaire Boys Club

Well, it's the end, finally! I know it took forever for me to actually write this chapter, but I did and my very first multi-chapter fic is done! *throws confetti*


Chapter 5

There was no hesitation as all three sets of eyes focused on him with laser like intensity. He had waved the red flag in front of the bull. As much as anyone would envy the fact that the three wealthiest bachelors on the planet were in effect married to him, they had no idea of the ruthless side of each and every one of them. Truth, justice and the pursuit of knowledge was not applied only when involving criminals, and in this case he knew he was toast.

“Clark, I know that look. It’s the look that you get whenever you’re about to give me the most incomprehensible idiocy and pass it off as the truth.”

“Hey, Clark never lies unless it’s for the greater good!” Oliver protested uncertainly.

“Have you ever met the women in Clark’s life?” Lex asked in a far higher pitch than anyone was comfortable with. “He never tells the truth to people that he cares about. The more he loves someone the more he lies to them.”

“That was wrong, Lex! The only reason I lied was to protect the people I care about.”

“Oh yes, that and moral platitude were the perfect reasons to lie to us whenever we were in danger.”

Clark crossed his arms, “That’s not fair. I rescued you, Lana and Chloe on a regular basis, but you three had every crazed lunatic in Smallville on your ass before I could even lift a finger to say either way. No, I didn’t have the weight of the world on my shoulders as you accused me so often. I had the imminent death of my closest friends to think about instead! Do you even realize that I had to save your life nearly once a week every week for six years? If I wasn’t an alien I’d be exhausted.”

“I told you I had more than enough resources to protect myself.”

“Yes, I could see that when I saved you from Earl Jenkins.”

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the silent member sneaking closer to the machine he’d been distracting them from and his panic level rose to replace the irritation. It was becoming clear that this was the “detective’s” MO. The man had more curiosity than a sack full of kittens but this particular secret would get the Kryptonian in big, big trouble if it got out before he was ready.

The faint whirring sound warned him and he held his breath as micro-particles released into the air. A faint echo of a whimper was the only warning of the effects before Oliver threw himself into Lex’s arms. The bald man had been closest and didn’t even bother muffling his groan when his neck was attacked with little nips and sucking. Bruce proved his willpower by only taking one step, but even he was not immune to the flood of pheromones the AI had released into the air.

“Lara, why have you done this?”

“They asked what you were unprepared to answer, did they not?”

The answer was irrelevant as he felt his own body react to the release of the pheromones of his bonded. He didn’t have to breathe for them to affect him the bond insured that they would seep through his skin regardless of his wishes. His hand slid into black hair and tugged exposing the strong column of throat for his attention. The dark knight really made the most delicious sounds when you hit his hot spots.

There was a telltale heat running through him that told him the AI had engineered a pheromone release that had red Kryptonite in it as well. Anyone who had ever postulated on the existence of an AI being coldly analytical had probably met his father in the past, because the simulation of his biological mother had a one track mind when it came to her “baby”.

His need was no where as urgent as the former humans, so he was content to wait and tease Bruce as Lex threw his needy companion on the closest flat surface. There was an advantage to having run out of the room naked, so had the others. There was nearly no preparation as Lex forced himself inside with a few grunts. Ollie threw his head back and wailed his pleasure at the deep thrusting. The bonding had given them stronger skin with less vulnerability to things like tearing, which was probably for the best.

Kal grabbed sneaky hands and restrained them as they crept toward an aching dick. They were going to watch the show before they had their own play time, and it certainly was a show.

Smooth, hairless skin gleamed with sweat as both men strained towards their peak. His slender forearm pushed insistently at golden thighs until they were high in the air allowing maximum penetration. It proved to be the perfect trigger as Ollie’s head connected with the table and spunk flew through the air hitting him in the chin and trailing down his chest.

Kal sucked on two fingers, it was time for his attention to be directed toward his own partner. Bruce was far from patient when it came to his own satisfaction. He’d been straining subtly against his restraint the entire time, but there was no competition with the larger man holding him. Advantages he may have had against the others only put him at a young child’s strength for his alien mate. There was only one dominant in a bonding.

A large blunt finger pressed gently but with pressure against his pucker making him relax and lean back. That iron hand kept him from bucking down and showing his lover how much he wanted more. The small chuckle was the only warning he got. His breath caught in his throat as his ear was captured and one finger became two. His brain, usually working at lightning speeds froze as lust speared through his body. Who knew that surrender had it’s own rewards?

Lex’s voice caught them both off guard.

“Why don’t you love me more?”

He stood there flushed and hard. He’d never taken his pleasure in his blond companion’s body choosing to withdraw and play with the other two, but they were occupied with each other. Resentment flared that “his” Clark chose the others, but it was a distant echo of the rage he normally felt. It was confusing, and he could have gone back to where he was owed release, but he wanted to know.

Kal let Bruce’s hands free and held one out to the uncertain man. He ached to reach the happy place Ollie was in as he watched sated and curled on his side, but the need of his bonded took precedence. Besides, he could feel them all waiting for the answer to Lex’s question.

“I’ve known you, loved you the longest. They are only here through coincidence, an act of fate that you took advantage of. Shouldn’t I be the one you love best?”

There was the echo of the neglected and needy child in his question, and by the flush on his cheeks he knew it. Two of the three listening silently cursed Lionel Luthor for his lack of child rearing skills.

“Come here, Lex.” Kal demanded gently.

He sat Bruce on the table with Ollie, and walked to his confused love. Taking him by the hand he led him to the others. Lex had always wanted one thing above all others and that was the unconditional love of one person. It had to be proven to him that he now had that from the three people here, but saying the words wasn’t enough.

Kal lifted Lex effortlessly over Bruce and lined the dark haired man up with the sensitive portal. Two fingers pried him apart and sat him on the rod below. He stiffened and tried to reject the pressure as he was pushed straight down. It [i]burned[/i].

He cried out in shock and pain.

“Shh, shh,” Kal soothed. “I know, I know but you will be fine.”

“It hurts!”

“Of course it does, but you won’t be injured. That burn you feel? It’s like the stretching of the bond when one love is valued above the others. The four of us are a perfect square with each bringing unique values, and mingling them in with the strengths of the others. No one side a further distance than the other to complete our destiny.

“You remember when I was a teenager and you told me that our friendship was that of legends? This reaches beyond those boundaries. We are destiny set forth to change the universe as we know it. The annals of time are ringing with the names of the chosen.”

Kal moved the lax man up and down listening to his gasps. He had the attention of the others as well. There was concern in the eyes of the “heroes”, but he could tell that Lex was excited. He met worries of the other two head on. Despite Jor-El’s ambition for him he was not here to conquer the planet, nor build an army to take over the universe, but there was no denying this bonding held the power to change everything.

The golden rope that bound them together gleamed in the light. It looped around each body growing thicker with every passing until covering them like a cocoon. The bond had reached the highest level cementing and confirming the words said. They were united in purpose and destiny. The cocoon burst as the universe sang it’s welcome to it’s very special children.

Stunned silence filled the room. This wasn’t quite what he’d been talking about when he mentioned destiny.

“It seems that an orgasm is kind of anti-climatic after that kind of light show.” Lex commented.

“Speak for yourself, geek boy,” Bruce growled reverting to his Excelsior nickname. “I’ve waited too long for you to get off now.”

Lex blinked while Kal and Ollie laughed.

“Think you can take me?” He challenged amused.

“If he can’t I can!” Ollie asserted.

“I don’t think so, bottom boy.”

“Hey, I’m not a bottom!”

“Name one time you’ve topped,” Bruce threw out making Lex ride him.

“Well, I…” He stopped opened mouthed as he realized that he really hadn’t topped once.

“That just means you’re getting the most pleasure.” Kal soothed. He pulled the blonde into his lap and started to take care of his own neglected erection.

“I’m only letting you get away with this for now.” Ollie conceded as he took interest in his own orgasm.

Moans and grunts filled the room, but so did the feeling of rightness. All of them had found the people who would never abandon them, and that was the one thing lacking no matter how much money or prestige you could accumulate. Head went back or bowed as all reached the completion they’d been headed towards together.

~Epilogue~

Bruce let out a groan. Stronger body or not the metal tables of the lab was no place for this much activity, and he had the perfect person to blame for this. That reminded him, there was still a question they needed answering. He nudged Lex and gave him “the look”.

Lex had the advantage here of knowing the farm boy for years. Really, after having all those sleep-overs, and the paranoia of needing cameras all over the place gave him the one piece of dirt that he needed. Someone tended to talk in his sleep whenever he felt guilty. He slowly rolled his head and checked the other pair.

Ollie was the only one who met his eyes.

“Clark?”

“Hmm?” He gave the sleepy reply.

“Why were we in this lab again?”

“Cause my dad was making sure that I wasn’t the last of my kind no matter what. Programmed me.”

Three very rich men went very still while the alien slept on.

“Are you pregnant?” Lex asked carefully.

“Umm-mm, ‘m a man not a girl.”

“How was your father going to make sure you weren’t the last?”

“Mix DNA and put em in blank eggs with my genetic code.” A heavy arm draped over Ollie and pulled him close. “Baby for each of us. Two girls, two boys.”

Lex put a silent but firm hand over the blonde’s mouth before he freaked. There was one more question.

“How long, Clark?”

“Three months. Gonna be good daddies.”

Lex’s eyes softened and the arm around his own waist tightened in a hug. “Yeah, we’ll be good daddies.”


The End.