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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
Xmas at Xenia
Homecoming The second I step off the plane, my stress melts away into the bright winter sunlight. No longer plagued by oppressive humidity, my lungs expand to full capacity as I breathe in the crackling desert air. For the first time in too long, my heart has room to settle. Once I stride across the tarmac and enter the airport, I make my way toward the exit and my new beginning.
By Avery Bridgeabout a year ago in Filthy
Networking Internship
You are grateful to have been invited to the company retreat. You, the unpaid intern, are grateful for any opportunity. Your boss has made it very clear what your responsibilities are. You will be leading the networking event. There will be a lot of networking.
By Guy Valleyabout a year ago in Filthy
Arrival of the Afterparty
He went out tonight. He went to a club playing loud music and bright flashing lights, a lot of shirtless guys dancing, or maybe he went a little more simple and stopped at a dive bar with a lot of bikers playing pool. He’s been gone for maybe an hour, maybe more, you aren’t quite sure. Time isn’t moving the same as usual.
By Guy Valleyabout a year ago in Filthy
The Book Boyfriend . Content Warning.
Chapter 4 Other guys had an aesthetic. To be fair, the men in my family always found their way into good trouble, or so they claimed. My words? They’ve always been my only real currency. I didn’t hit my growth spurt until I was 17. By then, I was thankful to grow taller than my older brother, though he’d already made a name for himself—good or bad—long before I arrived. Walter always had a way of drawing attention, the kind of attention that didn’t stick to you but left a shadow in its place.
By Dan-O Vizziniabout a year ago in Filthy
Poolside Service
He keeps one hand on the back of your head, brushing his fingers through your short, but grippable hair. He wants you to just hold it in your mouth. He wants you to hold steady, keep your position, pretend like you are not even there. It’s soft, but feels oh so good. It fits in your mouth, you press it against your tongue. He wants you to suck gently while he casually catches up with one of a dozen friends from college. It's a fraternity reunion after all and all the guys showed up.
By Guy Valleyabout a year ago in Filthy
