crack_van | The Lent Effect by Carlanesses (R)

Sorry everyone. I was on vacation last week and didn't have the computer time I thought I would. I'll try and make the lack of recs up to you.

Fandom: SMALLVILLE
Pairing: Clark/Lex
Length: ~4,500
Author on LJ: No LJ
Author Website: None
Why this must be read: Quite simply - it's funny. Take Lent, a dare, two teenaged boys deciding that they can go without masturbating for two weeks, add an unexpected alien side-effect, put in a dash of sexy Lex, and a smidge of alcohol. Mix them all together and what comes out is a funny, light-hearted read with a bit of hotness to add spice.

"Clark, my brother," Pete announced in his Baptist Minister voice, "I have a Dare."

Clark whirled around, all ears. Forget girls in towels. A new dare was infinitely more exciting.

They'd been doing the game since -- well, since forever. Totally juvenile, obsessive-compulsive one-upmanship, it'd been their favorite hobby for years. After a while, though, they got bored. They acquired standards. Only something really big tempted them now, and it sounded like Pete had a doozy.

"I got the idea from my cousin Joey - you know, the first-year engineer living in rez at Met U?" Clark nodded. "Well, the guys there all make a bet in March. Actually, not March - Lent."

" . . . They give something up?"

"Bingo. Hands off, for the whole blessed season."

"Hands off what?"

Pete smirked. "You're the one whose parents moved you into the barn, what do you think?"

Whoosh of red. Clark squirmed, protesting, "Hey, I have to stay relaxed. It's not my fault I break stuff when I'm stressed!"

"Um, yeah, it kind of is, Destructo-boy."

"Man. Destructo-man. We went over this in fourth grade."

"Whatever. Anyway, I bet that Joey couldn't make it. Then he bet that me and my friends sure couldn't, either."

Indignance. "You bet for me? I don't think I like that, Pete."

"If we make it for two weeks, Joey burns us copies of any six software programs, games, or DVDs we like. The `geers have everything."

That stopped him cold. Free discs. Suikoden III. The Fellowship of the Ring. Holy shit, Adobe fucking Photoshop, and he tried to imagine the look on Chloe's face if he brought her that for a peace offering.

All he had to do was not jack off for two weeks. He could do that. Easy.

Easy like blowing the candles right off the cake at his tenth birthday, clenching his fists in his hair because they wanted so bad to touch something, anything, and everything broke but him when he was excited.

Oh, damn.

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The Lent Effect by Carlanesses (R)

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