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Everyday Monsters
It was later than Sam usually went to the gym, but he’d been held up by an end of the day phone call with his most annoying client. He had almost skipped his workout, thinking it wouldn’t hurt just to go home and veg out in front of a Netflix movie for once, but at the last minute, he’d turned into the fitness center parking lot, pleased with his own willpower.
By HipHopAnonymous5 years ago in Filthy
Merlot
The red tears from my wine draped up and down the sides of my glass as I sat at my kitchen table once again, listening to them. I spun the glass around in between my fingers before taking another sip. For the last 2 months, it has been like this. I mean, who fucks every night? The only thing I do every night, is brush my teeth and that’s out of pure habit. I sat back and listened to them, but more importantly- to her. The walls, to my demise were made of pure drywall and the rhythmic tapping of the bedframe and her moans were the new melody of my household. Do you think it’s possible to fall in love with the sound of someone? I’ve never even seen what she looks like but she sounds like my soulmate.
By Jillian LaCroix5 years ago in Filthy
The lady cop and naughty school girl
I was awaken by the rain hitting the window, I tried to get up but I was bound both of my wrist restrained above my head, tied to the headboard, my legs wide open, both ankles restained as well! My shirt was off and so were my pants and shoes, leaving me wearing only a pair of black socks and a pair of black boxer briefs! I don't remember how I got there, but let me tell you what I do remember!
By More Than Words5 years ago in Filthy
Glitterfuck
When I first set my eyes on Quentin I knew three things for certain: The first was that he had very little experience of dressing up as a woman. This was quite obvious as he had entered the pub with a group of rowdy lads, all of who were clad in some form of fancy dress. Obviously, this young man was the only one in his group who had the balls to be daring; either that or he was expressing a hidden desire. He was dressed like a cheap whore in a blonde wig and there was nowhere on his body that wasn’t covered in a thick layer of shimmering holographic glitter
By Stace Oddity5 years ago in Filthy
Straight to Gay
A hot, sunny afternoon in early August, the temperature reaching into the upper nineties, warming the skin of two young men laying poolside soaking in the sun's rays, beads of sweat rolling down their bodies mixing with the oil rubbed into their skin protecting them from harmful rays, margaritas sitting on the table between them, and the sound of classic rock and roll music playing in the background. The alcohol from the drinks affecting them, each reaching for his drink, two hands touch accidentally, finger strokes finger, hand brushes to hand. Sparks fly, and things happen. Two men touch, nibble, and kiss. Lips intertwine, tongues probe mouths, teeth scrape. Fingers caress nipples, tongues lick them, hands wander, feeling the warmth created by the sun and the liquor. A penis exposed. A young man takes it into his mouth, sucking, licking, kissing, and nibbling.
By Jezebel Rose5 years ago in Filthy
