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Title: log from sex__education

Disclaimer: Don't know, don't own, never happened, permission less.

Rating/Pairing: NC-17, Bert McCracken/Jepha Howard of the Used.

FYI: Over at pandemonium_rp, my character Jepha and his boyfriend Bert have a sex journal, (see link above). Hah, too bad for you it's friends only and just for the other players at pandemonium. I just thought it'd be nice to share something and pimp the com. This is not all mine. What anima__sola and I do is go back and forth and then I convert it to word. So. Half credit to her.


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So this time, it starts with me lounging on the floor, making Bert read out loud what he’s written so far for the sex story he promised AGES back.

Mostly, I’m just interested in reading his perspective of things.

“Uhn,” It’s not really anything but a grunt in response once he’s done, but my stomach is sort of tightening up. “Wow. I love you.”

“Like it?” Maybe he’s feeling insecure, but I don’t know how he could. Our sex is awesome and now everyone knows it.

“Love it. Want to reinact it.” I don’t know if that’s really a word or not, but I said it. Oh, and when I’m turned on, my sentence structure is greatly reduced to something almost nonsensical.

Bert knows this very well. Jungle. That’s all I have to say about that.

“Right now?”

“Yes.”

“Meet you in the kitchen in five,” he says, because he has to finish up his story or something like that.

I strip on the way, hopping back up on the counter and it’s cold under my bare ass and I’m sliding a little, but I don’t care, because Bert’s right behind me, and then he’s right across from me, leaned up against the fridge, same as before.

So I’m naked up on the counter, and my hand is one my dick, rubbing at it to get myself hard, which isn’t particularly hard to do because one, I’m Jepha, I’m easily aroused, and two, my incredibly sexy and talented boyfriend is about to finger me senseless.

Bert walks closer, and one of his hands are on the counter next to me, while the fingers of his other are sliding up my naked thigh and from here on out it’s tensed up, shivering Jeph.

“Do I have to watch this time? Or can I just jump right in and help out?” He asks, and he’s sort of playing with me, obviously.

My legs open up in response to him touching me, and I’m making myself squirm too from the friction of my own hand. I lick my lips, wriggling. “Jump in any time!”

He swats my hand away, replacing it with his, pushing his mouth to mine and tugging on one of my liprings with his teeth. He brushes his thumb against the overly sensitive head of my dick and I groan softly against his mouth.

I move my hands to his hair, thrusting my fingers through the pieces and tugging, steadying my weight on one arm. My head tilts to make his teeth tug harder against my lip and I make a noise, something like an “mmm” of approval or arousal or both.


His fingers tighten around me and he moans through his nose, biting down harder on my lip while his fingers trail down my chest. I arch my sternum into his touch while my hips push against his hand. I slide my arm around his neck and lean my mouth forward to lick his teeth, and I’m already desperate to feel his fingers in me again.

“Uhhnm, hurry?” This is muffled against the warm wetness of his mouth, our tongues touching and brushing together. This is lips pressing and touching and piercings clicking against teeth.

He bites at my tongue for a moment before moving his mouth to my neck, which is my instant hot spot. As soon as he licks the skin, my whole body tightens up, and his hand moves faster on my dick. He brings his fingers up to my mouth, touching my lips while I arch up against his hand, lifting my legs.

“Uhhn, please…” I beg. I’m not above begging. At least not from him, because I know I’ll get what I want.

He pushes his fingers past my teeth and I suck on them eagerly, licking at them, parting them with my tongue, my cheeks drawing inward while I rub at his hair. His own mouth is working my neck really hard, sending these warm shock waves all through my body, down my back and across my shoulder blades, so my skin is getting really slick and wet.

He pulls his fingers from my mouth and they’re quickly pressing between my legs. “Is this what you want?” he asks, moans it against my neck and it’s another full body shiver.

I’ve got so much tension building already, I can’t hold still. I’m squirming up on the counter, leaning my head all the way to the side to fully expose my throat, opening my legs up as wide as I can for him.

“God…yes…fuck me with them,” I whimper/moan/groan/beg.

He starts sucking on my throat like a fucking vampire which gets to me so hard, and to top it off, he pushes those two wet fingers into me really deep, his wrist twisting whilst trying to find my spot.

My stomach clenches and I tighten the muscles in my open thighs automatically, biting down on the side of my tongue to keep from crying out. I tug on his hair, pushing his mouth down harder against my neck, squeezing my eyes shut.

“Oh my…god…” I pant, because it feels so good, I don’t know what to do with myself, with his fingers thrusting into me and his teeth and tongue and lips on that sensitive spot right below my ear.

I swear I could cum just from this.

“Uhhn...so…fucking…tight…” he grunts, and he’s working his fingers faster, and I’m a moaning, twisting, sweating, panting mess up on the countertop.

His free hand goes down his shorts and just the thought of him touching himself almost makes me lose it. His fingers shift angles just slightly, and he’s hitting my prostate so hard and right on each time, all I can do is arch my hips up to help him hit the same mark over and fucking over again. I’m panting and pushing against him, my eyes widening slightly because he’s hitting right. there.

“Uhhn, fuck me…uhhn, shit, Bert, fuck me now,” I demand it. I need all of him.

He pulls his fingers out of me, writhing out of his shorts and boxers. There’s some shifting of positions here, but eventually, he’s laying out on top of the counter and I’m straddling his lap.

I grasp his erection beneath me to steady it and sit back on it, and I moan out long and low, my head dropping forward. I’m sort of stretched from the fingering and then there’s his precum, but I don’t care because he’s inside me and that’s all that matters right now.

“Uhhhn, shit…mmm….mmmyeah…you feel sogood,” I tell him, because he does.

He pushes his hips up into me. “Uhgh, come on baby…mmm, ride me.”

My cheeks are so flushed and my muscles spasm a little at his words, because talk like that turns me on. I move my hands to his shoulders for leverage, leaning up before grinding my ass back down on his dick, crying out because it feels so good. I shift my hips and repeat the actions over and over and I’m moaning and whimpering really loudly and constantly now, riding him just like he told me to.

“Mmmm…uh…mmph…” I make a lot of noise when I’m getting fucked.

Bert holds his hands steady on my hips and he’s panting and pushing his mouth into mine, moaning back against my lips. “Uhnng…that’s it…uhg…”

It’s a combination of his approval and his noises, and I can hardly take it anymore.
I grind my ass down as hard as I can, moving so he’s hitting my spot so hard again, and I’m rolling my hips against his body.

I’m tensed up and trembling, just sort of licking and whimpering helplessly against his teeth, digging my fingers into his shoulders, because I’m that fucking close that I can’t do anything else. “I can’t…I’mgonna…Bert…uhhn…baby…”

He pushes his hips up into me so he’s fucking me even deeper and he’s sucking on my tongue ring, his fingers massaging these hard circles against my hips. “Cum for me baby and I’ll cum in you…”

I moan even louder against his warm mouth, forcing my hips up and down harder in his lap. My arms are straining and my thighs are tensed, shuddering against him and squeezing my muscles around his dick. I lean forward so I can grind my own erection against his stomach a little as I cum, crying out his name and licking at his tongue messily.

He pulls me down on him hard by my hips, his body trembling beneath mine as he cums inside of him, his hands rubbing up my sides, against my ribs, pulling me closer. He presses kisses all over my face, and when he talks, it’s a breathless whisper.

“Mmm…fuck…Jepha, I love you so much…”

I just shiver and lay against him so our chests touch, licking his cheeks. “I love you too…”