Date: Tue, 10 Jan 2006 07:49:06 -0500
From: Miss Meehan <lilliluthor@hotmail.com>
Subject: Trapped In the Smallville Closet - Chapter 3

Trapped in the Smallville Closet - Part Three -- Trapped in the Fortress of
Solitude

Jonathan let out a small gasp when he saw the half dressed figure was..."


Why you two timing son of a bitch," Jonathan yelled, hurling himself at the
man as he crawled from beneath Clark's desk.

Clark would have stopped the fight, but it was actually turning him on to
see his lover cat fighting with his dad.  His lover's body was long and
lean.  While he looked rather thin and gangly in his clothes, naked his
chest was muscular and his abs taut.  Clark watched the figure that was
wearing nothing form the waist down role around the floor with his father.
Clark resisted the urge to wip out his ten inch cock and finish the job his
lover had started.

Somehow in the brawl, Jonathan's shirt had been ripped off.  Clark had
never noticed how hot his father was before.  His chest was peppered with
blond hair. His arms and upper body were well toned from hours of back
breaking labor on the farm.  Clark blushed as he found himself staring at
his dad's well rounded ass.  He never realized how tight his father wore
his jeans.

His father managed to pin Clark's secret lover's hands above his head.
Their sweaty chests heaved against each other and could of sworn that his
lover's hips were beginning to thrust up and meet his father's. Clark felt
his hand slowly drifting to the crotch of his opened jeans.  The scent of
arousal, which Clark was particularly attuned to because of his alien
heritage, filled his senses.  He was broken from his reverie by the sound
of his lover's voice.

"Jonathan, let me explain," Lionel said, rolling on top of Jonathan and
pinning him down. "It was nothing, just a fling. I only used him to hurt
you for not leaving your wife and coming to Metropolis with me."

Clark's jaw dropped when he heard the man he'd carried on an affair with
for nearly two years confess he'd used him to make his dad jealous.

"I love you Jonathan," Lionel said, leaning down and capturing the blonde's
lips in a kiss.

A stunned Clark stared in disbelief as his father and Lionel's lips locked
in a passionate kiss.  Jonathan's hands were released and the sought out
the small round globes of Metropolis's resident billionaire. Strong fingers
parted the cheeks and dipped in and out of the valley Clark thought only
was reserved for him.  He watched in horror as Lionel Luthor unzipped his
father's jeans and yanked them down.

Clark stumbled backward, tears blinding his incredible vision as the two
lovers forgot all about him and his dad allowed his once enemy to slide his
elegant eight inch cock into his ass.

Shattered, Clark sped down the steps and would have gone into the house
except his vision had returned and through the front door he saw his mom
and Lois sprawled out on the steps. Lois's head buried between his all
American mother's legs.  His mom was propped up on her elbows, head thrown
back in pleasure.  His hearing assaulted him with the grunts and groans
coming from his fortress and the sighs of delight coming from his mom.
That mixed with the slurping sounds of Lois Lane's mouth against his
mother's cunt and the familiar slapping sounds of balls against ass drove
Clark speeding down the highway towards the Luthor mansion. It was all too
much. His dad and Lionel were lovers. He'd been used. His mom was a
lesbian.  It was time for him to make a decision. He knew for a long time
that Lex wanted him. Now on the rebound he was ready to give himself to
Lex.

"Let's see how Lionel likes it when Lex and I show up together at fancy
charity balls as a couple."

In typical fashion Clark burst into the mansion calling for Lex. He looked
in his office but he wasn't there. He checked the gym, the pool, his
bedroom. No sign of Lex anywhere. Sixty-seven rooms later, a dejected,
Clark walked back to Lex's office to scribble a note that he'd been there
and to call later. It was then that his sharp hearing detected a giggle and
a low soft moan. Clark scanned the room until his eyes settled on Lex's not
so secret vault. Focusing, he went from skeletons, to muscle and sinews
until he could see flesh.

Clark nearly screamed when he saw hidden in the vault his sexy friend Lex
completely naked on his knees giving a blow job to...