#gay priest

[peachyboynew]

[quemaiglesias]

He´s so pure and naive guys!!!!!

[coricatchthorne]

Cori Reads: What Manner of Man

When I was looking for queer web serials, What Manner of Man by @stjohnstarling kept coming up—for good reason, turns out. This lush, gothic, gay epistolary romance is a treat for vampire lovers and fans of sexy blasphemy. It’s also a passionate meditation on organized religion and stifling stricture, and a journey of a man of faith finding its limits and pushing beyond to find who he wants to be and what truly matters to him. I did not go on the much-beloved Dracula Daily adventure, which WMoM was inspired by, but this work stands firmly on its own. Minor spoilers to talk about things that compelled and moved me.

From page one, our protagonist, Father Ardelian, absolutely radiates ‘closeted gay monsterfucker’ energy. He oscillates between a total lack of self-awareness, a clear resistance to actually gaining self awareness because of what it would mean for his faith, and moments of deep insight and thoughtfulness. And it’s a joy to watch; in turns funny (yes, Father, it’s totally regular for a priest to really want to fuck I mean “meet” a demon!), tragic, and profound.

Fellow lead Alistair Vane arrives in the wake of a blood-red sunset, heralded by oncoming darkness, surrounded by ‘an aura of almost palpable evil’, and... well. Guess what his deal is. I guarantee you’ll figure it out before Ardelian (who immediately finds him ‘magnificent’). But watching our Father fail to realize why or even that Vane is obviously horny for his blood, neck, and entire self is a great deal of fun. The pacing is deliberate, but effective, especially combined with the gorgeous prose. Having spent time on the west coast of Ireland, I recognized and felt grounded on the island of Swallow’s Rest and in the strange, historical surroundings of Withern Hall. The island and manor are practically characters in their own right, as is the unique community there (with two very memorable lesbians and lots of other queer eccentrics among them). Ardelian’s engagement with that landscape and community kept me hooked even when he wasn’t having, recovering from, or gathering new material for his regular (hot!!!) erotic nightmares.

Through all this winds a sharp and thoughtful narrative around faith and religion. My mother grew up Catholic, and though she broke away from the church before I was born, I’ve spent years realizing how deeply that faith still haunts her. Watching how Ardelian used scripturally-infused self loathing as a bludgeon against any part of himself that didn’t fit the role he felt obligated to play filled me anew with compassion not just for him but my mother and others who’ve lived that experience. It was exhilarating watching Ardelian move through and beyond his crisis of faith, and without spoiling anything, I expect Ardelian’s final “letter” to stay in my mind for years to come.

I found WMoM a beautifully written, tragically humorous, blasphemously erotic, and deeply affecting work. I’m very much looking forward to St. John Starling’s next (Frankenstein related!) project. You can purchase WMoM here: https://books2read.com/u/bPnAjz 

[uboadreams]

guilt consumes you

(Some old art that I still really like)

[sharkorganz]

I can’t look at this anymore somebody euthanize me

[theboyonthehighcastle]

PRIDE COMES BEFORE THE FALL

Dear Lame Modern LGBTQ movement.

The original LGBTQ movement is ashamed of all of you. You all wanted to be treated like humans, and yet you guys don't act like one.

You all wanted special privileges, when you all claim to be fighting for equality.

You guys should be ashamed that some gay people won't come out because some of them aren't crazy as you all are.

SHAME ON YOU. BY THE WAY, THE RAINBOW IS FOR EVERYONE, AND NOBODY OWNS IT.

[gregkauffmanstarkeybooks]

"Father Leo Brannigan has been a man of deeply religious faith all his life. He is a respected pillar of his community and a man everyone turns to when they’re in need, spiritual or emotional. A chance encounter with a disturbed parishioner after a fire-and-brimstone sermon about homosexuality threatens to turn the good Father’s entire world upside-down. He finds himself strangely drawn intimately to the man he is counseling and is constantly thinking of him in ways he’s not ready to admit. The night he has his very first bombastic erotic dream about the fellow quickly has him questioning everything he thought he believes. Is he falling victim to the very lust he preaches so strongly against? Has the man made him wonder what he’s been missing by being a man of the cloth? If so, can Leo remain faithful in his religious convictions while growing closer to having a sexual relationship with this alluring stranger who has suddenly taken over his every waking moment and many of his sleeping ones?

WARNING: ADULT SITUATIONS AND INSTANCES OF MALE NUDITY."

This book is available on Amazon in paperback and ebook formats.

[gr0sspawz]

elliott as a gay priest

spending all his time reading the bible and writing religious poetry

playing the piano for the church choir

tying up his long firey hair before giving his sermons

when the farmer comes in to confess about having impure thoughts about other men, he gets jealous but doesnt know why

slowly falling in love with the farmer, but he cant! its a sin! hes supposed to serve god alone!

praying every night that he can be absolved of this troubling sin, but it never goes away, it only gets stronger

until he breaks and they kiss and oh, god, im sorry, but if this is a sin why does it feel *so good*?

just. elliott as a gay priest

[boldlyuniqueunknown]

[peachyboynew]

[quemaiglesias]

Not my best draw BUT I had to OLD MEN YAOI!!!!!!!

[bettertolove]

Fr. Lopresti thinks: Who better to make a traditional Italian soup than the Italian priest? But Callen is thinking about it a little differently...

[katabby]

The writing I had never finished and was meant to be my first post

Cold metal chains were tied around John's wrists who sat on the cold, stone floor naked. He pushed his thighs together and tried to cover his parts, ashamed to be seen this way.

The room was lit dimly with candles, showing the rows of cultists standing, staring at him intently and expecting. John gritted his teeth and struggled in his restraints before pausing, fear quickly filling his body when he noticed Gary slowly walking up to him, black bag in hand.

"Now, now.. What do we have here, hmm?" He asked, voice deep and dripping with lust on every word. "What a pretty body you have, Priest.. So glad it's all mine." Gary hummed, clearly satisfied with catching John in his position.

"Let me go," John spat, glaring at the sweetly smiling Gary in front of him, "I will not fall to your lust-filled games, you disgusting leech." Gary simply kneeled in front of him, brushing the strands of hair out from John's face, smiling with a look of all the love in the world.

Yes, I am in the Faith Fandom, how do you know? <3

[cumgun-7]

Who wants to sexualize the old man?? :33 meeeee

[nikki11992]

Anyone had s3x with a priest???

l am Catholic. I want to have s3x with a priest and I also wonder that can priest masturbate like us. I know my thought is a sin but I can stop thinking about it

[darkpriestofasmodai]

Short little story about Salome having a tiny crush (that he doesn’t know is a crush) on a fellow brother because I’m bored and I need to get the creative juices flowing

It was my second week at the clergy house, and the fifth time I had to kneel and pray and force myself to not pack my bags and leave and return to an empty house with an empty husk. It was all so…overwhelming. And a brother who has been here longer than me and who has rarely been in the same room as me gives me the oddest looks when we pass each other in the halls. I feel as if I am unwelcome here, despite the friendliness the archbishop has shown me, and the constant reassurances by my brothers of how we were a spiritual family. But, that look. It hasn’t left me. It has shaken me.

He sleeps in the room across from mine. I lie awake and think about it. I’m not sure why, it’s not that I feel unsafe, far from it. This is a house of God, and we are his servants and I know no one under this roof would never bring harm to anyone. For that is our Lord’s teaching. And yet, a squirming in my stomach follows every time my mind wanders over to that brother. I wonder, sometimes, if he thinks of me as much as I think of him.