by Karen Colohan

Grunting in exertion, Lex pounds into the body spread beneath him on the bed. Clark's arms are stretched taut, gripping the thick oak bedpost as he arches into Lex's thrusts. He moans, hips rising off the mattress, forcing Lex deeper.

Sweat-slick flesh slides against the hard length of Clark's cock until he comes, spilling liquid heat. As he convulses, dragging Lex over the edge too, there's a loud crack.

When Lex's eyes drift open, the bedpost is listing at a crazy angle and Clark's peeling his fingers away from the splintered wood.

"Sorry," Clark mutters, meeting Lex's disbelieving gaze.

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