"Clark, what on earth are you eating?"

Noticing his boyfriend standing in the doorway, Clark grinned, faint popping noises emanating from his mouth. "Pop Rocks. Want some?"

"I'll pass, thanks," pushing off the door frame, Lex dropped his briefcase beside the couch and leaned down to kiss his lover. Clark's hand snaked around the back of his neck, pulling him close while his tongue teased Lex's mouth open.

With a start, Lex pulled back, the tiny chunks of candy Clark had pushed into his mouth exploding against his pallet. "Pop Rocks? Well, they certainly do pop."

Clark stared at Lex for a moment, his mouth hanging slightly open before one hand flew up to cover his lips as he started to laugh at the blatantly obvious observation. "You've never had them before?" he asked after receiving Lex's patented 'stop laughing at me or you won't get laid tonight' look. Receiving a negative head shake in response, Clark leaned forward, candy still popping away. "I guess that means you've never had a blow job involving Pop Rocks?"

It was Lex's turn to stare. Clark grinned and slipped his fingers under the waistband of Lex's pants, tugging him slightly closer. He inclined his head, nuzzling the older man's cock through the expensive fabric, feeling it twitch and start to fill with blood.

Pressing a kiss to his lover's stomach through the fabric of his dress shirt, Clark's fingers ignored Lex's belt and moved instead to slide the zipper of his pants down, not bothering to undo the clasps. Lex was hardening rapidly, cock straining to free itself from the confines of his boxers. Reaching through the slit in the silky material, Clark pulled Lex free, leaving him fully clothed.

Stroking gently with one hand, he reached for the half-full package of Pop Rocks and with a grin, tipped the remainder into his mouth. Without a word, Clark took Lex into his mouth, twirling his tongue around the head briefly before sliding down the shaft to let Lex get the full effect.

"Oh fu-uck," Lex moaned. The sensation of the candy popping against the sensitized flesh of his cock left Lex lurching forward into Clark's mouth. It was a wholly different feeling, like little pin pricks only not painful. When Clark added suction and a swirling tongue motion, Lex thought he might die. He braced his hands on the other man's shoulders, hunching over and closing his eyes.

"Not gonna last," he muttered between jerking hips and muted gasps. Apparently that was code for Clark to suck harder, because all of a sudden the prickling sensation increased tenfold and Clark's cheeks hollowed out around his cock.

"Clark! Oh," then his back was arching, his hips were thrusting, and his head was whipping back fast enough that his vertebrae cracked. When it was over, Clark sat back with a self-satisfied grin on his face. Lex dropped onto the couch beside him, leaning his head against the cushions behind him. Clark reached over to tuck his softening cock back into his pants and pulled the zipper back up.

He rolled his head against the back of the couch to face Clark, grinning lazily. "I think it's about time I considered expanding my investments into the candy market."

Clark laughed, pulling him closer. "And how would you explain that to your stock broker?"

Arching an eyebrow and titling his head to look at him from the slide, Lex shook his head and muttered under his breath. "I'm Lex Luthor, I don’t have to explain."

Clark laughed again and pushed Lex over onto his back. "My turn," he grinned.

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