relationships

Love, sex, single, committed.

Where It Begins... (Ch. 12)
Khyle takes out his keys for his bike, and looks down at his phone. "Hey, mind if we make a stop to switch to my car?" he says, looking over his shoulder and putting on his helmet.
By Maya Juarez-Peña7 years ago in Filthy
Where It Begins...
"Where are we?" I ask as I get out of the car looking around me. Scanning the area I notice that we are on top of the mountain looking down at the city, at all the lights twinkling below us.
By Maya Juarez-Peña7 years ago in Filthy
I’m Just Not in the Mood Right Now
At times when we are in a relationship, we may enter a phase where our partner has a lower sexual appetite than we do. If you enter one of those phases, it may be good to have an idea of what could be causing the “I’m just not in the mood right now,” as well as having solutions to experiment with.
By Joe Nathan7 years ago in Filthy
Sexual Insecurity
You meet someone new and it’s fun. They make you laugh and feel confident, happy. For a few weeks, you feel like you’re on the top of the world and you never want to get down. But then… they mention it.
By E.J Sneed7 years ago in Filthy
You Are My Drug
I never knew you could be addicted to love. This love could be the light in you or the love that kills you. Your drug is so addicting. I always need more. I always want more. There is always more to have from you.
By Devin Mitchell7 years ago in Filthy
Ocean's Queer World
This is a story of a man named Ocean and a rather crazy person who is both strong and beautiful as the sea. Years ago, I discovered I was the Queerest person in the universe, just extraordinary. So for gays or depending on what type of person you are, you have two V-cards. I lost my first V-card being a top with my first boyfriend and it was nuts! So we met at this park originally and eventually after three months I was ready, so one day we planned to try it. For some reason, this was the first time we saw each other naked, so I made him strip first of course and when I laid eyes on him, my mouth dropped and I just got my life just looking at his body. That's when this magical thing called hormones surged all through my body and I could feel every ounce of it flourishing through my every limb.
By DeAngello williams7 years ago in Filthy
Becoming Vulnerable
I met you only a month ago, and while it started off as fun and harmless dating, it has shifted into something else. You've been so kind and respectful about addressing my needs to take things slowly, offering to move at my pace, asking to kiss me. This makes you different than the majority of people I have dated or been in a relationship with. My past experiences have been with people who either want to immediately create a sense of seriousness and commitment or who want nothing more than to use me like some toy that gets taken off the shelf to be played with based only on their desires and rules. I have been enjoying this slow pace.
By M. Blair7 years ago in Filthy
Diary of a Dying Girl (Pt. 5)
SEX ROULETTE This one. That one. Hate one. Bang one. Kiss one. Keep none. You buried the bullet. I'm convinced that this isn't even roulette anymore. You point and shoot at anything, and when the bullet clicks in place you remove it and proceed to shoot empty barrels again. It's like you're afraid of finally hitting the mark.
By Diary Of A Dying Girl7 years ago in Filthy
Sex Is Still Taboo
It is a fact that people still see sex as a big taboo subject; people are too afraid to talk about it without feeling judged or laughed at, because it is seen as being too forward.
By Author Billiejo Priestley7 years ago in Filthy
10 Common Causes of a Dead Bedroom
When I was younger, I was often told by older people that getting married was a great way to kiss your sex life goodbye—and I honestly didn't believe it. For the longest time, and even to a point now, my goal in life was to be married and in a happy relationship.
By Mackenzie Z. Kennedy7 years ago in Filthy
How to Avoid Having a One-Night-Stand
You know what I mean... You just swiped right on the cutest guy on Tinder and you're meeting him tonight for drinks. Except you're probably unaware what he really wants. He wants to hit the jackpot, in terms of getting your clothes off and in your sheets (or back of his pickup truck in some cases).
By Ashlyn Leidy7 years ago in Filthy
Letter to My Ex-F**k Buddy
When you get to college, love isn't always a priority, but getting laid definitely is. After hooking up with someone off and on for a year and a half, until they abruptly leave and left me alone at night to reflect on whatever kind of connection we developed and all the things I never said out loud—even to myself. Even though it was never anywhere near a relationship, it was the longest time I've been intimate with someone, and it helped me grow and understand sex, love, and intimacy in all its forms.
By Tessa Luna7 years ago in Filthy