Gay Religious Stories

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Religious Teens Turn Gay

by toontessa on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

We attended a Christian High School. He and I were best friends who believed all of the things they taught us in the Baptist School. We were in our final year, both of us eighteen and ready to take on the world. We were having a sleepover at his place one Friday night in Middletown, Delaware. The sofa bed fit us both comfortably as we watched tv, and it had...

Summer in the 60's

by blackbidick on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Growing up in rural Virginia in the late 60's to very religious parents wasn't very much fun. After graduating from high school I wasn't going to hang around long. I was 18 and knew that there was more to life than what I had here. I had enlisted in the army and would be reporting in September, good by country life, hello to life in the big world. The only...

(Black)Mail Slot

by BeltBuckle on Jul 1, 2019
Gay Male

It's not easy growing up in a family as strict and religious as mine... For a lot of people, the amount of their personal freedom grows and grows as they get older and more responsible. But with my parents? Even as an 18-year-old, legally an adult, I still got treated like a little kid. Everything was about God and morals and the holy book and it seemed like...

Carnal Rites

by REINER BENT on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Ten years ago, I decided to join a religious sect. I found their address and visited their office in the center of the city. When I arrived, an old man who introduced himself as the "High Priest," informed me that in order to join the group, I had to go through an initiation ceremony. Its aim was to purge away the sins of my soul. I was going to be chastised...

The Spying Nun Ch. 01

by OpheliaArcher on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

*Author's Note: All characters in this story are over 18 years old. If you are a particularly religious and/or Catholic, I suggest that you do not read this. It involves a nun. Dana, 28, wasn't always a nun. Five years ago, she was engaged to a wonderful man named Jack and working at the local hospital. She often thought about her life before the nunne...

The Liberal Art of Massage

by drlust on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

This all started because I decided, against all advice, to major in religious studies in college. I know, it sounds like a dumb choice, but it's what I was interested in and I decided to follow my grandmother's advice to pursue my passion rather than the practical choices everyone else thought I should make. Of course, my gram couldn't have anticipated the G...

The Christmas Present Cruise

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I met Wade in a church, of all places. Not that either one of us is religious, and neither one of us was attending a church service there. It was the cathedral in Cologne, Germany. I was bumming around Europe during the summer between university and grad school—I was studying art photography at MICA, the Maryland Institute College of Art, in Baltimore—and Wa...

Tutor

by charlessmythe on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The first time I sucked a cock was when I was forty eight. I'd always been drawn to men, but because of society's attitude towards homosexuals and my strong religious background I suppress the urges. I kept telling myself that it was just a passing phase and that if I ignored it, it would go away. I was a volunteer tutor with the college athletic program....

High School Confession

by Roulequin on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

In the year that I had just turned 18, I had come to high school a religious zealot, heavy with the residual dogma of my former private Christian school's teachings. The world outside those modest (but not so humble) walls was a heathen, blasphemous devil's playground full of sinners who lived in unholy ignorance. I was disposed of the school a warrior in th...

Elwood and His Gun Pt. 01

by newpaulman on Jul 15, 2020
Gay Male

Elwood Gunn was a pastor, the semi-trained, semi-legitimate, semi-genuine leader of a small religious community that met in what had once been a cinema on the Caribbean island of St Timothy. I had recently arrived and, looking to make some friends, had gone along on Sunday mornings. There was always this awkward moment when old Elwood or one of his crew aske...