I did it. I wrote porn. Good lord.

[chuckaloonie]

Hi! So, as you know, I'm writing the prompts you gave me. Nobody asked for porn, mainly because my flist is made of smart people who know that amateurs shouldn't write porn until they've mastered other more important areas of writing such as grammar, plot, pace, phrasing, characterization, etc.

HOWEVER, saint_viticus made the mistake of giving me only a pairing (well she actually gave me two pairings but I chose this one) but no prompt. So I took this opportunity to write porn because I wanted to see if I could pull it off.

So, here it is, the porny Dan/Jeph I wrote for saint_viticus.  I don't think that's what she had in mind when she prompted me, so if you're reading this baby, feel free to prompt me again.

WARNINGS: Porn written by an amateur. Enough said. Also, I realized that when it comes to porn, I lack of originality and imagination, so if this sounds like any other fic you've read, it's probably because I ripped off the ideas from every porny fic I've ever read. Especially from ladyfoxxx , whom I sure is nice enough not to sue me for plagiarism.

This time more than ever, criticism is strongly encouraged. Seriously, don't hesitate to be as honest as you can.

Edited a thousand times because I kept screwing the LJ cut.

 

 

It was 10:43 pm and Jeph was starting to get anxious. Everything was ready ages ago, so there was nothing left for him to do but to smoke one cigarette after another while he waited for his date to arrive. He couldn’t just sit there any longer, he had to do something to keep himself distracted. He stood up from the couch and walked to the bathroom to brush his teeth, because he didn’t know if his date was a smoker and he didn’t want to taste like an ashtray just in case it was a turn-off for him. After all, Quinn didn’t elaborate too much about this guy, just told him that his name was Dan, that he was a friend of his and that he could trust him.

While he was brushing his teeth, Jeph looked at his reflection on the mirror. He was nervous, not because of what was going to happen later (that is, if Dan even bothered to show up), but because this was the first time he was doing it with a complete stranger. Not that the other guys were his friends or anything, but at least it had been Jeph who had chosen them, and he liked to think of himself as an excellent judge of character. He just knew when he could trust a guy enough to take him back home, and to this day, his judgment had yet to fail him.

He was rinsing his mouth when the doorbell rang. He felt an adrenaline rush go through his whole body, and he stood there for a few seconds; the water still running and some foam still adorning his chin. He snapped himself out of his momentary trance and turned off the water. He grabbed the hand towel to clean the foam from his chin, hanged it again and took one last look at the mirror. He looked good, if a little nervous. However, his date didn’t know him so he couldn’t tell if that wasn’t Jeph’s natural expression, so it was fine. The doorbell rang again; he took a deep breath, and got out of the bathroom.

 

When he opened the door, Dan just pushed it so it was wide open and walked right past Jeph before he could even say “Hi” or ask him to come on in. His hand was still on the doorknob, and he closed the door slowly to buy himself a few seconds so Dan wouldn’t see his slightly shocked face. He expected his date to be firm and determinant, but not right away, not before at least having introduced themselves properly.

He turned around and walked to the living room. Dan was standing in the middle of it, right beside the coffee table; his arms crossed on his chest. He was about six feet tall; he had long, brown hair that was mostly covered by a camouflage baseball cap. His eyes were huge, and his lips were freakishly thin, almost non-existent. He was dressed in a simple, plain blue t-shirt that was a little bit too short for him but not too tight, and jeans that were loose enough to be comfortable but not so much to be considered baggy. He was wearing a brown belt, so plain that it was obvious that Dan wore it to keep his pants on his place and not as a fashion accessory.  He had tattoos in both arms, but Jeph couldn’t make them out because he didn’t want to stare too much. Dan looked like a guy who was dressed to go to his best friend’s house to play videogames. Not that Jeph had expected him to wear a suit, but it was the first time they both had seen each other, so maybe he thought Dan would put a little more effort into his appearance like he did. Now he felt overdressed with his black button-down, tight jeans, and gray fedora.

Despite his unkempt appearance, Dan was attractive. Not in the obvious “perfect features, perfect body” way, but there was just something about him, about the way he carried himself with so much confidence. He looked like a man who knew exactly what he wanted and didn’t hesitate to take it, like a man who liked to be in control. He didn’t look threatening, at least not to Jeph, so his face relaxed once he took a few seconds to try to study Dan as much as he could, so his to-the-day-flawless judgement could sink in and alert him if his date wasn’t as trustworthy as Quinn has made him out to be.

“You must be Dan”, he said.

“That’s me. Jeph, right?” Dan uncrossed his arms, and took a couple of steps so he was standing closer to Jeph.

“Yeah. Nice to meet you.”

“So where’s the bedroom?” Dan asked, looking around as he spoke, as if he was trying to guess it himself.

“Um, would you like a beer or somethin’? I mean, before we get to the main event?” Jeph chuckled nervously, hiding his hands on the front pockets of his jeans because he didn’t know what to do with them.

Dan sat on the couch and sighed. That was definitely not a good sign. Fuck. “Listen dude, I don’t know what Quinn told you, but this is not a date.”

“No, yeah, I know that.”

“Then cut the fucking formalities and just lead me to your room. Unless you were planning on doing it here.”

“No, not here. This way.” Jeph started to walk toward his bedroom, fighting the urge to turn around to check if Dan was following him. After all, it’s not like he could hear anything besides the sound of his own heartbeat, which was deafening by this point, so there was no way he could listen to Dan’s footsteps behind him.

When he got there, he stood by the door for a couple of seconds before opening it, giving Dan enough time to catch up with him.

“Voila”, Jeph said, holding the door open so Dan could enter the room first.

Jeph’s bedroom was nothing special, just four light-gray painted walls, completely bare except for a single framed poster of his short-lived band. There was a queen sized bed with just one nightstand, because Bert broke the other one and promised to take it to get fixed, but that was almost a year ago. There was no comforter, because he didn’t look at the tag when he bought it and it was dry-clean only, so he gave it to his mom as a Christmas present and never bothered to buy another one. The bed had navy-blue satin sheets, and two pillows on each side. Other than the bed, there was a desk with his laptop and stereo on it, two CD towers, three bass guitars and a small amp.

Dan walked into the bedroom and stood beside the bed. “Do you have everything we need or do you have to get ready?”

“No, I’m ready. There’s stuff in the drawer.” Jeph entered the room and sat on the bed, kicking off his shoes and socks.

Dan opened the drawer and took out a condom, a half-used bottle of lube, two sets of handcuffs, a small vibrator, a cock ring, a satin blindfold and a paddle. He threw everything on the bed and turned to look at Jeph.

“Safe word?”

“Quinn.”

Dan raised an eyebrow and then chuckled lightly. “Nice.” Jeph smiled, and looked at him expectantly. He still felt a little bit nervous, but that was normal. He actually was looking forward to do this. Most of the guys Jeph had been with adopted an overly dominant attitude as soon as they walk into his bedroom; they didn’t understand that Jeph wasn’t a sub, he just had a pain kink. Of course, the guy who was supposed to inflict the pain had to be a little bit dominant, but just enough that Jeph could feel like they were in control, that they wouldn’t hesitate to give him exactly what he needed. Dan seemed like he got it though, because even if he was cold and straightforward, he hadn’t insulted or humiliated Jeph, so he took it as a good sign.

“Take off your clothes and lie on your back, center of the bed.” Dan didn’t strip himself, he just took off his sneakers and stood by the nightstand looking at Jeph. “Hat too.”

Jeph stood up and took off his hat, leaving it on the desk so it wouldn’t be accidentally crushed or stepped on. He started to unbutton his shirt, slowly, while he looked at Dan and bit his lower lip.

“I don’t want a show, if that’s what you’re thinking. Hurry up.” Dan took his baseball cap and left it on the nightstand. His hair looked flattened and ridiculous, but his expression was so… mysterious, so strong and confident that Jeph didn’t even notice it.

Soon, Jeph was completely naked, lying on his back on the center of the bed like he was told. He was already half hard, his whole body trembling with anticipation. Dan took forever to move, he just stood there, looking at him, but his expression never changed. Jeph couldn’t tell if he liked what he was seeing or was disappointed, if he was planning what to do or just giving him time to relax. Finally, Dan took one set of handcuffs, pulled Jeph’s arm above his head and secure it to the headboard; then he did the same with the other. Dan didn’t spread Jeph’s arms too far apart, just enough for his shoulders to feel the burn, but not so much that he wouldn’t be able to concentrate on anything but that. He obviously knew what he was doing. The pain was supposed to escalate, little by little; he wasn’t being punished after all.

Dan straddled Jeph, sitting on his thighs, still completely dressed. The denim felt rough against his skin, and Dan was putting just the right amount of weight into him; enough for Jeph to feel grounded but not crushed. Perfect. He expected the blindfold next, but Dan started to rub Jeph’s torso, firm touches that gave him goosebumps all throughout his body. Then, as he was starting to relax, Dan twisted both of his nipples. Hard. Jeph moaned; a raw, deep sound that sounded like it came from his chest instead of his throat. If he wasn’t fully hard before, that certainly did the job.

Dan noticed, and took the opportunity to grab the cock ring and place it on Jepha’s dick with one hand, while he dig his nails as hard as he could on the shorter man’s chest and stomach with the other. Jepha’s breath hitched, his eyes were shut and his mouth slightly open. He tried to lick his lips but his mouth was too dry, his skin felt as if it was on fire and they were just getting started. He needed more.

“More Dan, please, I need more.”

Dan grabbed his hair and pulled hard enough to make his eyes water. “I’m in charge, not you. I’ll give you whatever the fuck I want to, and you’ll take it. Got it?”

Dan’s breath was hot on his ear, his whole body now grounded to the bed by Dan’s, where he had leaned on top of him. He felt the fabric of Dan’s clothes on his skin and he didn’t like it; he wanted skin, he wanted more, he wanted everything. He didn’t answer, so Dan pulled his hair even harder. Jeph couldn’t help the moan that escaped from his lips. “Got it?”

“Yes.”

Dan went back to straddling his thighs. He stroked Jeph’s cock; lazy, not nearly firm enough. Jeph was whining now, Dan was taking his time and the anticipation was killing him; he wasn’t used to this, he was used to fast and rough, guys slapping him around almost as soon as they got to the bed, talking non-stop, eager to get as far as they could as soon as they could.

After a moment, Dan took the blindfold and secured it firmly until Jeph saw nothing but white and pink dots. He loved this, not knowing what to expect, trying to guess based on the sound the other was making. His whole body went on alert mode, and that intensified the feeling a thousand times. Dan’s weight left his body, and he felt the bed dip beside him. He turned his head to that side, hoping that the Dan could see the desperation on his face, all the need and the want. Jeph could feel Dan moving beside him, though he didn’t know what he was doing, because all the stuff was on the other side of the bed.

“So pretty like this, so desperate for me to use you.”

“Yeah, use me, fucking do whatever you want to me, make me feel it for days, feel you for days.”

There were a few seconds of silence, Jeph’s panting the only sound in the room. Then, he felt a strong sting on this thigh. The paddle. His whole body jerked, because of the pain but mostly because he didn’t expect it. His wrists hurt where he pulled on the cuffs so hard. Dan stroked his thigh, soothing the sting a little. As he was doing this, he spanked Jeph’s other thigh with the paddle. This time, Jeph only jerked a little. Then, without giving him time to recover, Dan started to spank his legs alternately, and Jeph was moaning uncontrollably.

“Fuck yeah, like that, don’t stop, don’t fucking stop. Harder Dan, fucking harder”. It hurt so much, so good; his thighs were on fire, he could imagine the marks the paddle was leaving, angry red and slightly swollen. Dan kept going, sometimes waiting a few seconds between strikes, and sometimes doing five or six in a row. After a couple of minutes, he twisted Jeph’s left nipple so hard it felt like he was trying to rip it out.

“Jesusfuck!” Jeph yelled, while Dan kept spanking him merciless with the paddle. He arched his back so much he was practically sitting, and it was amazing, he never wanted Dan to stop, he wanted him to keep hurting him like that, even more; he wanted to go to the next level, to try everything with Dan, to see how much his body would take, to find out what his own limits were.

The spanking stopped. Jeph didn’t know how long it lasted, it felt forever but he could’ve kept going, his cock was throbbing but he could wait; it’s not an orgasm he was looking forward to, it was this, everything that happened before he was finally allowed to reach completion.  

Jeph felt Dan’s tongue and lips on his thighs, he was kissing and licking the welts. He hissed when Dan’s skin (accidentally? On purpose?) brushed his skin a few times. After a moment, he felt Dan move and suddenly there were two hands pushing up his legs and spreading them apart, and felt the bed dip where Dan had repositioned himself in front of Jeph. His breath returned to normal, even if the sting on his thighs definitely hadn’t subsided. He knew exactly what was coming next, so he was relaxed.

He definitely didn’t expect it when Dan slapped him across the face with so much force he felt the blood trickling down his chin from his now split lip. He moaned so obscenely, he could hear Dan’s breath hitch. He then felt Dan lying on top of him, and fuck yeah, this time it was skin on skin, and it was amazing; he was sweating and Dan’s skin was cold and soft and just perfect. He felt the other man kissing his neck open-mouthed, and he was mumbling between kisses what sounded to Jeph like “so fucking hot” and “gonna fuck you so hard” and it was mind-blowing.

Jeph tried to stay still, but Dan was on top of him, and his cock felt so hard and huge against Jeph’s stomach, and he just couldn’t help it; he jerked his hips up, trying to get some friction, trying to get Dan to do the same so they could rut against each other like teenagers. God, he couldn’t wait to feel Dan inside him; he couldn’t wait for the burn and the stretch. He wondered if Dan would be rough, if his thrusts would be short and fast or long and slow; if he’d fuck him like this, on his back, or if he’d uncuff him so Jeph could be on his hands and knees. He hoped so, because then Dan could pull his hair, or use the paddle on his back, and Jesus Christ now Dan was kissing him, fucking finally; he was biting his bottom lip, right where it was split and it hurt, a lot, so fucking good, and it didn’t even matter that Dan’s lips were so thin because god, he knew how to use them.

Jeph kept moving his hips, up and down, as hard as he could, using his legs as leverage; Dan wasn’t moving, just a little bit but not really, but he wasn’t making Jeph stay still, so he didn’t care. He knew he shouldn’t ask for anything, Dan was very clear about that, but he couldn’t wait any longer, his cock couldn’t take it anymore, he was blinded with lust and all he could think of was want, need, NOW.

“Dan, Dan fuck me, I need it, come on, please, I need your cock.”

“Don’t tell me what to do, you’ll regret it.”

“Come on, please, just fuck me, you don’t have to prep me, I can take it, I can take anything you give me.”

Dan stopped biting Jeph’s jaw and practically ripped off the blindfold from his eyes. Jeph slowly opened his eyes, and he saw Dan, his face the very definition of lust. He couldn’t help but to moan at the sight, this was it, he was going to get fucked by Dan’s huge dick and he was going to be able to see the look on his face while it happened.

“Anything?”

“Yes, yes, anything, I swear, I want it, whatever it is, I want it.”

Dan raised himself up, and moved so he was straddling Jeph’s chest. Yes, he wanted to blow him, he wanted to choke on his dick, make it even harder and wet enough that Dan wouldn’t have to use lube if he didn’t want to. Jeph opened his mouth without being told, he wanted it, now, all of it. Except Dan just started to jerk himself off, making the most delicious sounds Jeph had ever heard, and it was hot, so hot but not what he wanted.

“Come on, fuck my mouth, as hard as you want, come on.”

Dan didn’t. He kept stroking himself, fast and hard; his eyes were shut, his moaning became louder and more desperate each passing second, until he was coming with a loud yell all over Jeph’s face; his still opened mouth getting most of it. Jeph swallowed, and looked at Dan expectantly, because he didn’t know what would happen next. Maybe he was going to fuck him with the vibrator first until he got hard again, and yes, he was definitely up for that. Or maybe he would have Jeph to blow him, and it would take a while, which would mean that his jaw would burn and ache and yeah, that was great as well.

What Jeph definitely didn’t expect was what happened next. Dan just stood up from the bed and started to get dressed.

“Dude, what the fuck? Come on, that’s not funny, come on.” Dan didn’t answer, he just kept getting dressed.

“Dan, I’m serious man, what the fuck?” Still nothing. Dan walked to the nightstand and opened the drawer.

“Where are the handcuff’s keys?”

“Fuck you, we’re not done man, come on, I’ll blow you.”

“Do you want me to leave you like this? Where are the fucking keys?”

Fuck. Cocksucking motherfucking shit, this was not happening. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

“They’re in the little black box,” Jeph said, completely defeated tone on his voice. Dan extracted the box from the drawer, and took one of the keys. He tried it on the handcuffs of Jeph’s right arm but it didn’t work. He tossed the key on the bed, and took the other one and uncuffed his wrist.

Jeph moved his wrist in circles, trying to soothe the pain a little bit. His shoulders ached too, but he was too pissed off to care.

“Fuck you. What the fuck is wrong with you, you asshole? What the fucking fuck?”

“You said anything,” said Dan, unfazed.

“Well, anything but this!”

“You didn’t specify dude. You should think before you speak.”

“Fuck you, you fucking piece of shit.”

“Next time, when somebody tells you to shut the fuck up, you should listen.” Dan blew him a kiss, and walked out.





 

Comments

[saint-viticus.livejournal.com]

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I always meant to get back around to giving you a prompt and now I'm so glad that I didn't. You're an awesome writer, baby, you should really keep this up. :33

♥

[chuckaloonie.livejournal.com]

Yay, you liked it!! I'm sure this is not what you had in mind AT ALL but I'm glad you enjoyed it anyway. ♥

[ladyfoxxx.livejournal.com]

LAURALAURALAURALAURALAURA! You wrote porn! YOU WROTE PORN! Of the hot! I AM SO PROUD OF YOU. And girl... HOT okay?

But what is with the COCKBLOCK ENDING? Come on honey, when Dan took all that gear out of the drawer you were making promises to your readers. You gave us all that smexy setup and spanking and then suddenly BAM Dan's getting dressed. Naughty! And right when I was settling in for a pornfest. Tut tut tut.

I'm going to make a couple of sweeping observations, which you'll need to take with a grain of salt because I am not very knowledgeable on Dan or Jepha as characters, so I may be making judgements on things I know nothing about.

I found the setup a little tricky - Jepha has never met this guy before, but he's gonna let him into his home and let him handcuff him to a bed and do anything he wants? That sat uncomfortably with me. But then I don't know Jepha, I am projecting my own values onto his character and my personal values are all based on D/s being about trust. The only trust I had here was that Jepha trusted Quinn to know that Dan was okay and he would treat Jepha okay. I suppose that link wasn't enough for me to feel settled with the situation.

It probably didn't help that Dan didn't check with Jepha about boundaries etc either, and Jepha was a bit unsettled himself with Dan's manner, at least at first. But you know, maybe there were negotiations that happened offscreen or maybe that's not Jepha's thing or maybe this is just my personal thing and it wont bother anyone else. Possibly. But I'm mentioning it because you said you wanted concrit and that was my one main hangup it the story. Well, that and the cockblock.

Still though, the fact I feel this way is a tribute to the writing, you obviously drew me in and made me care about Jepha and got me all excited for the porns which is why when he didn't get what he wanted I was all D: as well, you know?

There were a couple of odd words and tenses which a beta would totally pick up on, because you are totally gonna use a beta for all your wondrous future porn odysseys right? *nods* RIGHT.

Seriously though KEEP WRITING. All things aside - this was hot. I was there. I was totally with Jeph on his journey and I felt for him, I sympathised with him and I wanted him to get what he wanted - there are million dollar hollywood movies that don't get this part right, so you've got the important part down and hey practise is good! SO THE ANSWER IS TO WRITE MORE PORNS!

[eisfor-eek.livejournal.com]

Okay, I don't read porn/nc-17 stuff. Period.

But I saw this was Dan/Jeph and I kinda had to. Because that is seriously the best pairing of the face of the earth. Plus I read your other story and it was amazing.

And, I can't really compare it to others because I don't read the porny stuff, but I gotta say, you can WRITE. You're really really good, and you captured Jeph's personality pretty damn well.

So, if you ever write anymore The Used pairings of whatever, I'll read it. For sure.
Because to The Used fans, Dan/Jeph is how Freard is to MyChem fans. You can never have enough. Ever.

BUT ANYWAY this was amazing and you should totally write a fluffy Jeph/Dan story. :)

You're a great writer, you have talent, keep it up.

[chuckaloonie.livejournal.com]

THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I WANTED WHEN I SAID THAT CRITICISM WAS ENCOURAGED.

I already know that grammar is always going to be an issue if I keep writing, but I'm not too worried about that because that's what betas are for.

About your other concrit, THAT'S what I needed to hear.

- The cockblocking: I'm sorry! When I started to write this, I definitely had orgasm denial in mind. Not like this though. Dan was going to use all the stuff, he was going to fuck Jeph, but then he was going to leave him exactly like he did (one hand still cuffed and the cock ring still on his dick). Except when I got to the point where the actual fucking was supposed to take place, I just couldn't do it. I typed everything else in one go, non-stop, and then I got to that part and kind of froze. The words weren't coming to me, and I didn't want to think too much about it, because I wanted to write all the prompts like some sort of improv exercise, just to see what came out. And this was what came out. I realize that it ended kind of abruptly, but it's all I could write at the moment.

- The setup: In my mind, Jeph trusted Quinn blindly, to a point where, if he said that Dan was thrustworthy, that was enough for Jeph to trust in Dan too. I realize now that the readers can't read my mind, so I should've explained that in the story.

- Setting limits: This is where some research would've been convenient. The only D/s experience that I have is with my husband, so obviously the trust's already there, and we don't have to talk about boundaries because I know he'll stop if I don't feel comfortable with something, so we kind of discover the boundaries together, as we go. YES, TMI, I KNOW. My point is, I wasn't familiar with the rules when it comes to strangers or people you're not in a relationship with.

Thank you so, so much, seriously. This was unbelievably helpful. And about writing more porns, let me finish first with my prompts, and then I can think about writing more porn. Or more ANYTHING, for that matter.

ILU ♥

[chuckaloonie.livejournal.com]

Thank you! It means a lot to me that you decided to make an exception. Also, I'm flattered that you liked Jeph's characterization. I love The Used's music, even more than MCR's, but personality-wise I'm more familiar with MCR than with The Used, so characterization was one of my main concerns.

You're too kind, thanks again. ♥

[zombie-dove.livejournal.com]

OH, LAURA YOU ARE SO GONNA GET IT!

Here you've been telling us all you don't write, and what do we find out today? YOU TOTALLY CAN WRITE! Laura, we are friends so I am telling you that you're in big trouble for keeping this secret from all of us! : ]

Seriously, this is extremely, extremely hot. I especially like the way you put me in Jeph's head:

He wondered if Dan would be rough, if his thrusts would be short and fast or long and slow; if he’d fuck him like this, on his back, or if he’d uncuff him so Jeph could be on his hands and knees. He hoped so, because then Dan could pull his hair, or use the paddle on his back, and Jesus Christ now Dan was kissing him, fucking finally; he was biting his bottom lip, right where it was split and it hurt, a lot, so fucking good..

I love that so much! Okay, I will agree the cockblock ending made me very sad. So, you'll obviously have to write us a sequel. You owe us now, missy.

Great job darling!

[chuckaloonie.livejournal.com]

*blushes* Thanks Erin, but I think you're being a little bit too generous. However, I'm glad you liked it, that's the whole point for doing this anyway.

BWAHAHAHAHA THE COCKBLOCKING!!! Oh come on, it wasn't THAT unexpected! Dan did warn Jeph that he'll regret it if he kept talking, but Jeph didn't listen!
IT'S NOT MY FAULT, OK? NEXT TIME JEPHA SHOULD GAG HIMSELF SO THIS WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN.

Hey, you didn't prompt me! Go back to the post and do it, I want to write something for you!