"How long have you been waiting?" Clark shivered as Jason's fingers trailed across his back, sliding down to curve over his ass and dip into the very top of the cleft.

"N-not long." Clark gritted his teeth as he stuttered but Jason just smiled as he stalked around to face Clark, fingers still just trailing over his skin. Clark shivered slightly as Jason's fingers dipped into the hollow of his hip, and came to a rest so close to Clark's cock which was hard and waiting, rising to meet Jason's wandering fingers.

"Good, wouldn't want you to start without me." Jason licked his lips and Clark's eyes zeroed in on them, aching to lean in and bite at them, suck them into his mouth as he fucked Jason's hand.

"N-no," Clark stammered again, cursing himself inwardly. Why did he have to be so clumsy and awkward? Clark took a deep breath and calmed himself, reminding himself that Jason had been the one to suggest Clark stay, with a salacious wink, and help him out in the locker rooms with some cleaning he'd had to do. Luckily for Clark, at the time Jason had asked, he'd been telling Clark off for some offence on field so the rest of the team hadn't seen the wink, or the way Jason's tongue had slid over his lower lip, making it shine in the afternoon sun.

Clark'd had to grab his jersey and hold it in front of him, embarrassingly hard from just a few well-placed looks from Jason and murmured an apology and some form of agreement and then practically ran off to the showers to get away. Once there he'd had a quick freezing cold shower then went to hand in an almost-late assignment to another teacher, hoping that the team would shower and leave as quickly as possible.

When he'd gotten back to the locker rooms they were thankfully empty and he undressed again and had another shower, a warm, relaxing shower that had only half-worked.

He still wasn't exactly clear on what Jason had meant outside, but before he could get dressed, Jason had appeared, looking as gorgeous as usual and making Clark wish he'd met the older man before Lana, just so there wasn't that... thing between them.

"Wh-what about... what about Lana?" Dammit, his voice just wouldn't cooperate. But again, Jason was grinning at him, looking like he didn't mind at all that Clark was nervous. Clark was starting to feel a little worried about the way Jason was eyeing him, but then Jason leaned forward and pressed those sinful lips against Clark's, erasing all other thoughts from his mind. Jason's mouth was hot and wet as it opened over Clark's and Clark automatically opened his own, sliding his tongue out to meet Jason's, pushing the other man's back into his mouth so Clark could do what he'd been craving to for weeks. He sunk his teeth into that plump lower lip and sealed his lips around it, sucking lightly as he nibbled, letting his teeth scrape over it as it slid out, then releasing it with a small <i>pop</i> that echoed strangely in the tiled room.

Clark realised that his eyes had fallen shut but when he opened them Jason's were closed too and his mouth was half open, lips now kiss swollen. After a moment Jason opened his eyes and caught Clark's gaze, pupils blown with lust. He grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head, throwing it away carelessly before starting on his jeans. Clark watched silently as Jason undressed, his eyes following Jason's every movement. When he was finally completely naked Clark stepped forward and slid his arms around the shorter mans waist and pulled their bodies together. Jason rubbed his hand up Clark's arm and over his shoulder, sliding his fingers into the hair at the back of his head, pulling him down so their faces were almost level. Jason smiled again and it sent small tingles racing through Clark's body and he leaned down further until they were kissing then started to step backwards, into the shower he'd been enjoying before Jason had turned up.

Water ran down his face and between their joined lips and Clark swallowed a little, pressing closer to Jason. They broke apart after a moment and Jason turned his face up into the spray and pulled back from Clark for a moment to let the water slide over his whole body. Clark couldn't hold back for long and let his hands slide over Jason's body as he claimed his mouth again. He let his hand slide down Jason's front and curled his fingers around Jason's cock. Jason groaned and thrust forward into Clark's hand.

"Oh, fuck yeah." Jason manoeuvred them until he was leaning back against the wall, Clark between his legs. Clark adjusted his grip and leaned down to nuzzle Jason's neck, pressing small kisses and bites to the skin. "You really shouldn't do that." Jason said breathlessly. Clark reluctantly stopped sucking so hard and ran his tongue up Jason's Adam's apple.

Jason whimpered quietly and thrust into Clark's grip. His fingers clutched at Clark's biceps and Clark was sure he'd have bruises by the next day. Jason reached between them and curled his fingers around Clark's, intertwining their fingers and speeding up Clark's strokes. Clark twisted his hand so he could thumb the head and Jason arched sharply and came with a wordless cry.

"Jesus." Jason panted, slumping back against the wall. Clark moved so his shoulder was next to Jason's and hissed at the cold touch of tile. He watched as Jason panted and recovered, slanting in to nibble at his jaw, gasping silently as Jason turned his head and captured his mouth again, before pushing off the wall and shoving Clark back against it.

Clark stared at him wide-eyed as Jason grinned wickedly and dropped to his knees. Clark braced himself against the wall as Jason leaned in and puffed warm air onto his cock.

"Fuck!" he squeaked. Jason laughed a little and curled his fingers around the base of Clark's erection and leaned in again. When Jason swiped his tongue over the head Clark almost jumped out of his skin, pressing his hips against the wall so he wouldn't thrust forward. Jason hummed under his breath and opened his mouth to suck on the tip. Clark had to look away because the image of Jason, on his knees, oh-so-pretty lips wrapped around his cock, was too much for him and he knew he'd come too soon.

As Jason started to take him deeper, Clark desperately thought of anything else, anything so that warm, gentle mouth wouldn't make him blow his load. He bit on his lip and thought about science and meteor showers until Jason pulled off him and looked up at him until Clark looked down.

"It's okay." Jason murmured, his voice a little raw. Clark took a deep breath and nodded and Jason slid his mouth back onto his cock. This time Clark couldn't stop his hips from rocking forward and Jason just took it, humming softly. Clark knew he wasn't going to last much longer, as he'd known all along, and threw himself into enjoying it. He dropped his hands to slide through Jason's hair, combing through the short, wet strands as he worked up a rhythm, sliding past those pretty pouting lips. Jason hollowed his cheeks and Clark knew he was lost, he thrust in a few more times then came hard into the older man's mouth. Jason swallowed it all, stroking his hand up and down what his lips didn't cover of Clark's hard flesh.

Finally Jason pulled off and Clark slumped back against the wall like Jason had before, his legs feeling like wet, limp noodles. Jason got up, standing directly under the spray and let it wash over him as Clark recovered. When Clark was sure his legs could support him he pushed Jason out from under the shower and washed himself off, before pulling Jason into a kiss.

They grinned at each other when they pulled apart and then Clark turned and shut off the water. When he turned back Jason was collecting his clothes and starting to dress. Clark dried himself off and followed suit, unable to keep the grin off his face.

"I look forward to 'helping' you again, coach." Clark grinned as he pulled his shirt back over his head.

"Me too, kid." Jason winked.