Gay Victorian Stories

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Pauletta and the Fireworks

by Boxlicker101 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Even when he was in his early teens, a display of fireworks, such as the one on Independence Day in his home town, had an erotic effect on Paul Porter. The first time he saw such a display, he became sexually aroused and had to go home and masturbate in the bathroom. This was long before he became a drag queen or was even aware of his true sexual nature. The...

Condo for Sale

by KeithD on Mar 3, 2020
Gay Male

For Sale: $675,000. 1 bed, 1.0 bath, 546 sqft condo at Hill Street, Unit A. Do you want to own a home in a great location in San Francisco? Here is a terrific opportunity on Hill Street in the heart of Noe Valley and the Castro District. In this 1 bedroom, 1 bath Condo in a 4 unit building with your own private deck. Close to transportation, many great shops...

God's Angel Ch. 05

by dagan732 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

To the readers: I'm asking for a great deal of forgiveness on this one. My openoffice program seems to crash every time I run spell check now so if things slip by, my apologies. * Gabe stepped off the train onto the Dobbs Ferry platform and stood for a minute as if not sure what came next. A crowd of people rushed around him and disappeared into the night...

James and the Giant Cock

by Talon_86 on Aug 28, 2017
Gay Male

"Mmm James..." moaned the soft, seductive voice of eighteen-year-old Susan Yang. Her boyfriend, James lay beside her on his queen bed, their arms and legs intertwined. He, nearly 6 feet tall with a slender build, towered over his girlfriend who was a petite half Japanese girl. His lips pressed to her neck with the little experience he could muster. She didn'...

Something Unexpected

by Karen Caldwell on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Benjamin walked out of the door to the old Victorian house. He dusted off his slacks and looked at his new polished shoes. He waved at Mrs. Irons next door who was weeding her garden and walked over to the mail box to check his mail. “Well Benjamin dear where are you off to?” He seemed to think about it before he told her. “Well, I’m on my way to the news p...

Shoelaces Ch. 03

by kaysea on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

"Cross!" yelled Michael. Kieran booted the soccer ball from the right line of the field to Michael who was on far post of the goal. Michael headed the ball and it swished into the net before the goalie had a chance to react. They all heard the three long blasts of the whistle that signaled the end of the game. Michael's goal, with Kieran's assist, had pulle...

Graduate Studies to Gay

by jamtby on Jul 31, 2018
Gay Male

A graduate student at Ohio State University I was working on a major paper. It was for a political science class. This was my field of study and an A seemed like the final grade this course. All I had to do was complete a good paper. On a Friday night I was at the library doing some additional research when a friend said, "A group of guys were going to a par...

Roommates

by enoch1234 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The previous school year we had been close friends, and in the spring we decided to room together for the next school year. For a possible dorm, we looked at an old Victorian house that was college housing and settled on a room there. It was a small campus in a small town and almost all students lived in campus housing. Paul was from another area of the co...

Greg Ch. 03

by ryanuk1971 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

As two 18 year olds Greg and I had begun our road to discovery! When we got to Greg's flat (see previous - chapter 2), loaded up with a rucksack of French textbooks, guides and novels, Greg showed me to a fire escape. The building was an old Victorian warehouse and Greg had the whole of the top floor of three. I was to lead the way up (I don't think Greg wa...

The Queens Gambit Ch. 01

by LeopoldNicholas on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I heard the chimes quite clearly. Even in self-induced narcolepsy something nagged away annoyingly enough to risk a slight opening of my eyes. Gladly the room was familiar. Austere enough certainly, very little to appeal to any but the most disengaged esthetically, in every sense my perfect room. The air was cold. The little flesh on my bones tended to offer...