Clark Kent looked sat on the couch and looked across the room at his host. He was sitting in a high-rise apartment in Manhattan. The apartment complex dominated the rest of the city, and from the large window, the entire financial district could be seen. The view was simply breathtaking, but Clark Kent wasn't looking at the city...
He looked at the young man who had recently stepped out of the shower. A tall young man with a lean, wiry build. He was good-looking, with blond hair and pale blue eyes. His name was Bart Allen. He was the fastest human being in the universe. Long ago, Clark Kent and Bart Allen met, back when Clark still lived in Smallville. Nowadays, Clark Kent wasn't the smalltown boy he used to be. He was a junior at Metropolis University, studying Journalism, with a minor in Business Management. He had moved out of his parents's farm in Smallville and lived in an apartment, somewhere in Metropolis. Not long after Clark Kent's arrival in the City of Tomorrow, there were rumors of a strange man with super powers helping people in the city. This man was seen stopping car accidents, foiling bank robberies and catching the most dangerous men and women of the criminal underworld. Yet no one knew who he was, or where he came from.
The local newspapers called him a "Superman".
The "Superman" in question was none other than Clark Kent. He had taken to wearing a blue shirt and jeans and red leather trenchcoat when there was trouble afoot, that and sunglasses. So far, no one had recognized him. He'd been in the city for three years and had caught dozens of criminals and saved hundreds of people from certain death. Clark Kent was living his life. Ever since he left Smallville, there had been a lot of changes in his life. He had fully embraced his Kryptonian Heritage. The mighty Kryptonian Fortress of Solitude stood in the Arctic, accessible only through the Portals which only Clark Kent knew the location of. Clark Kent had gone into the Chamber of Knowledge, a special part of the Fortress.
The Chamber of Knowledge had instructed him in the entirety of Krypton's Natural Evolution, Civilization, History and Technology. It had helped him embrace his heritage. He had been transformed. Now, he could fully use all of his Kryptonian powers. Flight, Super Strength, Super Speed, Super Hearing and Invulnerability. The Chamber of Knowledge had corrected a certain flaw in his biological and cellular structure which made him vulnerable to different varieties of Kryptonite. Once the cellular flaw was removed, Clark Kent, also known as Kal-El of Krypton, had become impervious to all varieties of Kryptonite. They could no longer harm him physically or psychologically. None of them. Green, Red, Black or White.
Clark Kent's actions in Metropolis hadn't gone unnoticed by the other superhumans who knew him. Back in Florida, Arthur Curry, the tall blond young man who would one day become King of the Sea was making waves. He'd been helping a lot of people during the storms that battered Florida. There were rumors of a tall, handsome young man with superhuman strength and speed who seemed to be able to control the sea itself. The locals called him "Aquaman". Bart Allen had been in Florida while the storms occured. He had done something very uncharacteristic of himself. He had stayed to help the humans, even though with his Gift of Speed, he could run a couple hundred miles in less than an hour and could outrun any storm. While helping the humans, Bart Allen met someone else who also had super powers... Arthur Curry, also known as Aquaman. They ended up working together to help people. Curry told Bart about another person with super powers, and based on his description, Bart heard about his old buddy, Clark Kent!
The next time Bart Allen was in Metropolis, he looked up Clark Kent and found his old buddy. They hung out for a little while, then went to New York. Bart had gotten himself an apartment in the city, having "borrowed" some money from eccentric billionnaire and ruthless industrialist Matthew Layman, a one-time rival of Lex Luthor. A long time ago, Clark would have hesitated to stay in an apartment which had been paid for by money acquired through less than honest means. Now, he wasn't bothered. He understood how the world was run these days. Dealing with the likes of Lex Luthor had shown him that. He took things as they came, and had fun when he could.
Bart Allen and Clark Kent became quite the dynamic duo. Two super-powered studs out to have some fun in the world. Bart's powers had changed too since Clark Kent first met him. Originally, Bart Allen could run at a top speed of a thousand miles per hour. When he pushed himself. Now, his speed was far beyond that. He could easily run ten thousand miles per hour. He could move so fast that he could do more than run on water now. He could become out of phase with the three-dimensional world at will and enter other dimensions. His speed was greater than Clark Kent's, even after the transformation the young Kryptonian underwent in the Chamber of Knowledge. Th two young men had grown to trust each other like best friends. Clark Kent decided to show Bart Allen his Fortress of Solitude. They visited the place. A few hours later, they returned to Bart's loft in Manhattan....via Portal.
Bart Allen went to take a shower and told Clark to wait for him. They planned on going out. Bart stood in the shower room, letting the warm water fall all over his skin. He smiled at himself. He just had a day the likes of which he couldn't imagine. Clark Kent was really something....the things he could do and the places he could go. Well, Bart could go to all those places faster than Clark but he really liked hanging out with him. Bart thought about Clark. The dude was really nice. Before Bart met him, most people he met were out to screw him over so he screwed them over first. That's the way Bart saw things, until he met Clark Kent. Clark Kent was a nice guy. He was also really damn cute. Bart Allen had slept with both men and women before. He considered himself bisexual, though this wasn't something he went around telling people. He was beginning to find himself really attracted to handsome, straight-laced Clark Kent.
He wondered about it. Was Clark even a little bit bicurious? Hmm. Maybe. Only one way to find out. Bart grinned and checked his reflection in the mirror as soon as he exited the shower. He looked damn good. He put a towel around himself and left the bathroom. He walked up to the living room, where Clark Kent was.
