Author: bosticveith

I grew up hunting for boys like me in books. Sometimes I found a sidekick. Sometimes a joke. Lately, I’ve found leads. Real leads. It still hits me. I read most of these on the bus, on my porch, and once in the tub with cold coffee. Not great for the coffee. Great for my heart.

Here’s the thing: I love craft talk—character voice, pacing, POV—but I also care how a book feels in my gut. Did it make me grin? Did it make me call my best friend? That matters too.

Below are real books with gay leads that I read. Some I adored. Some I argued with. All gave me something.
If you’re hungry for an even deeper bench of titles, swing by Gay Book Reviews for a treasure trove of fresh takes and recommendations. You’ll also find their in-depth roundup on this very theme—“Books With a Gay Protagonist: What I Read, What Stuck, What Stung”—which pairs perfectly with the list below. For still more curated picks, release calendars, and spoiler-free insights, check out MM Bookworm Reviews and Releases, a go-to hub for the latest in queer fiction.

Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda — Becky Albertalli

I read this on a rainy Saturday with a blanket and a snack. Simon is a sweet, messy teen who emails a secret crush named Blue. The tone is bright. The voice feels like an actual junior year brain—funny, kind, and a little scared.

• What I loved: The Ferris wheel scene got me good. The email banter felt warm. It’s a solid coming-out arc that doesn’t punish him for being happy.
• What bugged me: The ending ties up neat, like TV. Some drama feels safe. But you know what? Sometimes safe is needed. That’s not nothing.

Red, White & Royal Blue — Casey McQuiston

I saved this for a long flight. Bad idea. I laughed so much my seatmate kept peeking. It’s about the First Son and a British prince. Politics plus romance plus texts with too many heart emojis.

• What I loved: Big rom-com energy. Henry stole my heart—dry and tender at once. The emails had rhythm and heat.
• What bugged me: It runs long. A few scenes play like a movie montage. Still, I finished and felt lighter. Not mad about that.

Less — Andrew Sean Greer

I read Less during a weird winter week when I needed a win. Arthur Less is a mid-list gay writer who runs away from his life by saying yes to every event invite. He’s awkward; he’s kind; he trips over love.

• What I loved: The humor. It’s sly, not loud. The travel bits felt real—bland conference food, jet lag thoughts at 3 a.m. The last pages land soft but strong.
• What bugged me: A few chapters feel precious. Like the style is doing a bit. I still hugged the book when I finished. Yes, I’m that person.

The House in the Cerulean Sea — TJ Klune

I read this on my porch in June. Warm air. Bird noise. Linus, a rule-following case worker, visits a home for magic kids. He meets Arthur, who runs the place. The vibe is cozy. Think tea, cardigans, and found family.

• What I loved: It’s gentle. The romance is soft and patient. The kids sparkle without being props.
• What bugged me: It can be very sweet. Like marshmallow. Some readers have said parts echo real pain about how kids get treated, and that can feel heavy. For me, the heart still worked, but I sat with that.

Giovanni’s Room — James Baldwin

I read this one slow. One chapter a night. It’s set in Paris and it aches. David, the narrator, falls for Giovanni. The prose is clean and sharp. It cuts and glows.

• What I loved: The sentences. They hum. Baldwin shows shame and longing with no waste. The bar scenes feel like they’re still there, smoke and all.
• What bugged me: It’s bleak. David’s self-hate is hard to carry. I needed to take breaks. Worth it, but not a subway read if your heart is tender.

The Song of Achilles — Madeline Miller

I took this on a beach trip and, well, I cried behind my sunglasses. Patroclus tells the story of Achilles with love and care. War, pride, fate—big themes, simple pulse.

• What I loved: The romance feels patient and real. The quiet moments hit harder than the battles.
• What bugged me: The middle lingers. A few war parts got samey. But the last third? My chest hurt, in a good way.

Boyfriend Material — Alexis Hall

I wanted something fun, so I grabbed this for a long bus ride. Fake dating. Real feelings. London jokes. Luc is a chaos magnet; Oliver is very neat. Classic odd couple.

• What I loved: Banter for days. I snorted on page 40 and scared a toddler. The emotional beats feel earned.
• What bugged me: Some humor leans British TV. If that’s not your lane, a few lines may miss. Also, it’s a tad long for a rom-com. Still, I was in.

The Guncle — Steven Rowley

I read this after a rough week, and it felt like a warm towel. Patrick, a former TV star, cares for his young niece and nephew after a loss. He’s gay and glamorous, but he’s also lonely.

• What I loved: Big heart. Silly and sad in the same breath. The kids sound like kids, not tiny adults.
• What bugged me: The quips can be too cute. Now and then I wanted less sparkle, more quiet. The quiet parts are the best parts.

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe — Benjamin Alire Sáenz

I took this one to the park and forgot about my phone. Ari and Dante are two Mexican American boys in the ‘80s. They swim, they talk, they learn who they are. It’s slow, like summer.

• What I loved: Small scenes with big weight. A truck ride. A backyard. A father who tries. The voice is still water.
• What bugged me: Not much “plot” for a while. If you want big twists, this isn’t it. I liked the quiet. It moved me.

Simon Says Quick Craft Notes

I can’t help it. I like the nerd stuff.

• Voice: “Simon” and “Ari” nail teen voice; “Less” nails middle-aged panic with grace.
• Pacing: “Red, White & Royal Blue” and “Boyfriend Material” push quick. “Giovanni’s Room” and “Achilles” take their time and crush your heart slowly.
• POV: First person works best when the inner world is rich. That’s why “Giovanni’s Room” haunts.

A Few Real Moments That Stayed With Me

• Simon on the Ferris wheel, hoping he guessed right. My stomach flipped too.
• Arthur Less walking a city he doesn’t quite know, trying not to look lost. Been there.
• Henry’s email that felt like a confession and a dare. I reread it three times.
• Ari sitting with a truth he almost can’t touch. Soft and sharp at once.

Heads-Up, Because Care Matters

• Topics: Some books carry grief, shame, and homophobia. “Giovanni’s Room” is heavy. “The Guncle” deals with loss. You’ll want tea and maybe a friend to text.
• Age range: “Simon” and “Ari & Dante” fit teens. The rest lean adult. “Red, White & Royal Blue” has heat. So does “Boyfriend Material.”
• Language: A few have strong language and sex talk. Nothing wild, but know your comfort.
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Where to Start? Mood Picks

• Want a warm hug: The House in the Cerulean Sea or The Guncle
• Want big romance: Red, White & Royal Blue or Boyfriend Material
• Want a classic punch: Giovanni’s Room
• Want quiet beauty: Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe
• Want wit with heart: Less
• Want myth and feelings: The Song of Achilles
• Want teen joy with emails: Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda

Small, Honest Wrap-Up

I didn’t always see guys like me in stories. Now I do, and it still feels new. These books aren’t perfect. Some are too long. Some are too tidy. Some are heavy and left me wrung out.

But

I like stories that feel true. I also like messy teens, found family, and clean line art. So I spent a few months reading gay manga. On the train. On my couch. Even at my mom’s kitchen table, which was a bit funny.
If you’d like the concise version from that journey, I’ve collected it in this reflection.

Some of it made me laugh. Some of it made me cry like a soft peach. And yes, a few books got too steamy for my taste. You know what? That’s fine. I’ll tell you where each one lands, so you can pick what fits your mood.

What I Look For (and What I Don’t)

I care about three things:

• Story that respects queer life
• Art that matches the tone
• Clear age rating, so I’m not shocked on page 47

I’m okay with romance. I’m not okay with harm played for jokes. I also like good typesetting and notes from the translator. Nerdy, I know.

My Brother’s Husband by Gengoroh Tagame

This one hit me hard. It’s about Yaichi, a single dad in Japan, and Mike, the gentle Canadian man who was married to Yaichi’s twin brother. If you’re curious about how critics have discussed the book’s handling of grief and prejudice, this Guardian review offers a thoughtful overview. Mike visits. He cooks. He hugs. He tries. The little girl, Kana, steals the show.

• What I loved: It’s warm and brave. It talks about grief, family, and bias, but in a calm way. The paneling is square and clean. The line work is bold. It feels like a deep breath.
• What I didn’t: It can be slow. A few scenes feel like a lesson plan. But I didn’t mind. I cried more than once.
• Heat level: Low. Think hugs and hard talks, not bedroom scenes.
• Who should read it: Folks new to gay manga. Parents. Anyone who likes quiet stories that still punch.

Classmates (Doukyusei) by Asumiko Nakamura

Two boys meet in music class. One is messy. One is neat. They sing. They fall in love in soft steps. The art is light as tissue paper—long limbs, white space, tiny eyes that still show a lot.

• What I loved: The mood. The silence. The teen ache that feels real, not fake. I could hear the guitar.
• What I didn’t: It’s airy. Sometimes a scene jumps, and I had to flip back. Faces get abstract. I liked it anyway.
• Heat level: Sweet and gentle.
• Who should read it: Readers who like poetry, sketchbook lines, and that first-love flutter.

Go For It, Nakamura! by Syundei

This one is pure joy. It looks like a ’90s gag comic, in the best way. Nakamura is a shy gay teen with a crush on a boy named Hirose. He tries so hard. He plans. He panics. I laughed on the bus and got stares. Worth it.

• What I loved: The timing. The faces. The way it lets a gay kid be silly and kind, not tragic.
• What I didn’t: It’s light. If you want big plot, this isn’t that. The romance moves like a snail on a sunny day.
• Heat level: Very low.
• Who should read it: Anyone who needs a smile. Great starter book. There’s also a sequel.

Our Dreams at Dusk: Shimanami Tasogare by Yuhki Kamatani

This series is special. It follows a teen boy who meets a quiet queer group at a place nicknamed “The Lounge.” People there include a trans woman, a nonbinary person, a lesbian couple, and others. It’s not only gay; it’s a whole community. The art is stunning—waves, bricks, shadows, hands, all full of feeling.

• What I loved: It treats everyone with care. It shows pain, but also joy and craft and daily life. I felt held.
• What I didn’t: It’s heavy. It talks about outing and even suicide. I had to pause between volumes.
• Heat level: Low. It’s about identity and hope.
• Who should read it: Teens and adults who want depth. Maybe read with tea. And tissues.

Blue Flag by Kaito

At first, I thought it was straight romance. Then it surprised me. It’s a story about three friends and a lot of mixed feelings. One boy likes another boy. The book lets that grow slow, with doubt and courage.

• What I loved: Kind writing. Big questions. The way it shows how friends change.
• What I didn’t: It can drag. Some drama feels like it loops. But the end stuck with me.
• Heat level: Low to medium, mostly talk and tension.
• Who should read it: Readers who enjoy school stories and long, messy arcs.

Given by Natsuki Kizu

Band boys. Grief. A guitar that won’t stay quiet. I read the first volume in one night. The music scenes sing off the page. The romance builds as they practice and write. I could almost hear the amp buzz.

• What I loved: The way loss turns into song. The small looks. The hair and hands are drawn with care.
• What I didn’t: Later volumes get more adult. Some poses feel stiff. Not a deal-breaker, just a note.
• Heat level: Medium to high in later volumes. Check the rating.
• Who should read it: Music lovers. Folks who like romance with a stage light on it.

Quick Hits If You’re Short on Time

• I Hear the Sunspot by Yuki Fumino: Sweet slow-burn between two college guys; one has hearing loss. Low heat, high heart.
• My Summer of You by Nagisa Furuya: Light and sunny. Like a day at the pool. I smiled a lot.
• Twittering Birds Never Fly by Kou Yoneda: Dark crime drama. Very adult. I respected it, but it’s not my comfort read.

For an even broader shelf of titles centering queer leads across genres, take a look at our roundup of books with a gay protagonist; it pairs nicely with the manga picks above.

Art, Heat, and How to Pick Without Guessing

Here’s the thing: “BL” can mean a lot. Some books are soft and PG. Some are very adult. If you’re shopping:

• Check the age rating on the back. It helps.
• Flip to the middle. Look for tone, not spoilers.
• Peek at the publisher. Seven Seas, VIZ, Yen Press, and Kodansha handle a lot of these. Their labels are pretty clear.
• If you’re sensitive to certain topics, search “content warnings” with the title. Saved me a few times.

For extra guidance, I like to browse the in-depth title indexes on Gay Book Reviews, where heat levels and trigger notes sit side by side.

A quick craft note: I care about lettering. Clean typesetting makes dialogue easy to follow. Sound effects matter too. When the localization keeps a guitar “twang” or a soft “shff,” I feel it. Nerd corner, sorry.

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Where I Read and Buy (And Sometimes Borrow)

I like print. I like the paper smell and the weight in my bag. Local indie shops have good staff picks. Chain stores are fine too, but the queer shelf can be thin.

I also use my library card. Hoopla and Libby often carry manga. The wait list can be long, so I place holds and forget them. Then one day—boom, four books at once. A nice problem to have.

So… Which Should You Start With?

• Want cozy and kind? My Brother’s Husband.
• Need a smile? Go For It, Nakamura!
• Crave art that hits the soul? Our Dreams at Dusk.
• First-love feels? Classmates.
• Music plus romance? Given.
• School drama with layers? Blue Flag.

Honestly, there’s no one path. Try one. See how it sits in your chest. If it feels right, keep going.

A Tiny Personal Note

I read most of these during Pride month, with a cheap fan buzzing and iced coffee sweating on my desk. I felt seen. Not in a big, shouty way. In a quiet way, like someone set out a chair and said, “Sit. Stay awhile.”

Some books taught me

I read a lot. On the bus. In bed. In that weird chair my cat has claimed. And this year, gay and queer fantasy kept me company. Some were brand-new in 2024; a few were older, but they found me now—when I needed them. You know what? That matters too.

So here’s me, Kayla, telling you what hit, what missed, and the small moments I still can’t shake.

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Infinity Alchemist by Kacen Callender (2024)

Need another angle? Common Sense Media offers a concise, spoiler-free take on Infinity Alchemist if you’re still on the fence.

I read this one on a rainy Saturday with cold coffee and a hoodie I should’ve washed two days earlier. It’s a big, bold magic-school story with alchemy, tests, messy feelings, and a lot of heart. The lead is a trans boy who wants to master alchemy even when the path isn’t “for” him. That part made my chest tight in a good way.

The romance? Queer, tangled, and sweet. There’s boy-boy tension that feels like real life—awkward, tender, sometimes sideways. It’s also sex-positive and kind. The book doesn’t rush. Sometimes it lingers too long in lectures and rules, sure, but I still kept turning pages.

• What I loved: big feelings, chosen family vibes, and how it celebrates queer joy without apology.
• What bugged me: some long worldbuilding bits dragged; I skimmed a touch in the middle.

I finished it and hugged the book. No shame. If protagonists who own their queerness are your jam, I kept a running list of stand-out tales here.

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A Power Unbound by Freya Marske (2023, but my 2024 read)

Want a preview? Pan Macmillan hosts the official synopsis and excerpt for A Power Unbound if you’d like to scope the sparks before diving in.

Yes, it came out last year. No, I don’t care. I read it in February with a cinnamon roll and a heart that wanted banter. I got banter.

This is the last book in The Last Binding trilogy, and it’s a perfect m/m historical fantasy capstone: Jack, the prickly lord with a soft center, and Alan, the stubborn, clever mage who refuses to bow to anyone. They spar, they scheme, and they steal my sleep. There’s a heist, a library scene that made me grin, and a rain-soaked fight that felt like a kiss even before it was one.

• Big win: crackling chemistry, sharp humor, and a finale that actually sticks the landing.
• Small gripe: the plot hops fast; if you’re new, start at book one.

I kept a sticky note on the page with their first real truce. It’s still there.

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The Brides of High Hill by Nghi Vo (2024)

This is quiet, eerie, and elegant—like standing in a silk room where you hear a whisper and you’re not sure if it’s the wind. Cleric Chih walks into a fancy house where nothing feels safe, and the story unfolds with music and teeth.

It’s not a romance book; it is queer by nature—gender in this world breathes easy, and it shows. The dread grows slow, like steam on a mirror. I read it in two sittings and then sat very still. If you like your scares soft and your sentences sharp, this one’s for you.

• Loved: mood, voice, and how the tale asks what stories can protect—and what they can’t.
• Mild fuss: if you want big action, you won’t find it here. The haunt is the point.

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What Feasts at Night by T. Kingfisher (2024)

I took this on a weekend trip and slept with the lights on. It’s gothic, a little gross, and strangely cozy—like soup with a bone in it. Alex Easton (a nonbinary soldier) faces a nightmare thing that sits on your chest and steals your breath. The book is queer without shouting; it’s just there, woven in.

Miss Potter returns with mushrooms and blunt kindness, and the folklore feels sticky and real. I wrinkled my nose a few times (body horror, hi), but I never wanted to stop.

• Loved: the humor tucked inside the horror, and the care it shows its characters.
• Didn’t love: if you’re squeamish, you might need breaks. I sure did.

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The Afterlife of Mal Caldera by Nadi Reed Perez (2024)

I read this late—like “midnight turned to 2 a.m.” late. It’s YA with bones and heart. Mal is a trans boy tied to necromancy, grief, and a ghost boy who made my chest ache. The story has Spanish woven through, family pressure, and that heavy, bright feeling of being seen and also scared.

Sometimes the pace stutters. Teen feelings can shout. But it’s tender and brave. The ending left me warm and a bit watery.

• Loved: the way it treats grief with respect, and the soft romance that feels like a hand squeeze.
• Gripe: a couple of plot turns felt quick—but I forgave them.

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Two older gems I reread in 2024 (and still recommend)

• Silver in the Wood by Emily Tesh: M/M forest myth with moss, mercy, and a patient love. I save it for early fall, every time.
• A Marvellous Light by Freya Marske: Magical Edwardian offices, a curse, and two men who should not work but do. It’s cozy and clever.

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So, which one should you pick up first?

• Want big queer feelings in a school setting? Infinity Alchemist.
• Craving banter, heists, and heat? A Power Unbound.
• Need quiet dread with silk edges? The Brides of High Hill.
• In the mood for spooky-but-kind? What Feasts at Night.
• Want a YA hug with ghosts and grit? The Afterlife of Mal Caldera.

I won’t lie—some nights I read only a page and stared out the window. Some nights I forgot dinner. These books made room for both. And maybe that’s the real magic: a story that meets you where you are, then walks beside you a few steps longer than you planned.
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Craving something more tactile than page-turning? After a marathon reading session my shoulders seize up, so I started scouting queer-affirming massage spots in Minnesota—during that search I came across a detailed guide to the Rubmaps options in Moorhead that highlights which parlors genuinely welcome LGBTQ patrons, outlines service menus, and even shares tips for booking a stress-melting session without any awkward guesswork.

If you’ve got a 2024 gay fantasy I missed, tell me. My TBR can handle it. Probably.
And if you’re hunting for even deeper dives—comics included—I wrote about the manga volumes that refused to leave my brain here.
And if you’re hunting for even deeper dives and backlist treasures, check out Gay Book Reviews for a trove of queer fantasy recommendations.

—Kayla Sox

Hey, it’s Kayla. I went to the So Gay For You book tour stop at my neighborhood indie shop. I brought my sticky notes, my beat-up tote, and a little snack. I left with a signed book, two pins, and a full heart. Also a sore back, but worth it. If you haven’t peeked at the official book page yet, the specs and cover close-ups are over on the publisher’s site here.

Quick outline

• The vibe when I walked in
• Stand-out moments
• What didn’t land for me
• Crowd snapshots
• Merch and money stuff
• My favorite bits (real examples)
• Final take and tips

The vibe when I walked in

Line around the block. People in denim jackets and glitter nails. A couple in matching queer cheer shirts, which made me grin. Staff handed us wristbands and gave us pronoun stickers at the door. Good touch.

They had a playlist going—MUNA, Chappell Roan, Troye Sivan. It set the mood. You know what? My shoulders dropped. I felt safe.

There was a tiny photo corner with a pink neon sign that said “so gay for this.” A Polaroid on the table. One free snap per person. I still have the photo. I look goofy and happy. The good kind.

Stand-out moments

• The author walked out in silver boots and a soft blue blazer. The mic squealed once, then they laughed and said, “Queer joy gets loud.” The room cheered.
• They read a roller rink scene. Big feelings. Disco ball drama. The main character tried to confess while wobbling in skates. I snorted. Then I teared up. Both happened.
• During Q&A, a teen asked, “How do you write joy when you’re tired?” The author said, “I put the joy on the page first. Then I earn it.” Simple. It stuck with me.
• Someone asked about the “gay for you” trope. The author was clear: “We made it soft, not shamey. Consent on the page, always.” People snapped. I did too.
• My favorite one-liner from them: “Queer love isn’t a plot twist. It’s the plot.”

What didn’t land for me

I loved the night. Well, mostly.

It started 25 minutes late. Not the worst, but folks were on their feet in a hot room. The back row had trouble hearing during the first ten minutes. Once they raised the mic, it was fine. Seating was packed tight. Knees to chairs. If you get anxious in crowds, breathe and bring water.

Also, they ran out of the special bookplate stamp by the time I got near the table. I still got a signed page (cute heart doodle), but the rainbow stamp was gone. Small thing. Still a bummer.

Crowd and culture check

The crowd was very sweet. A grandma wore a Free Mom Hugs shirt and handed out mints. A guy near me brought his dad. The dad cried quietly during the family scene. Then they hugged. I stared at my shoes so they could have that moment.

Fashion? Lots of enamel pins, Doc Martens, and one person in a full glitter blazer. We traded sticker sheets. I gave a “read gay, stay gay” sticker and got a tiny peach with a smiley face. It’s now on my water bottle. It makes me laugh at work meetings. The sticker trade actually reminded me of the expressive panel art in a stack of gay manga I tore through recently—all big feelings in small frames.

Merch and money stuff

The merch table had clear signs and prices. Bless whoever did that.

• Hardcover: $28
• Paperback: $18
• Tote with the title in blue foil: $22
• Enamel pin (tiny roller skate): $10
• Sticker sheet: $6

Card only. Square reader. Quick tap, done. They handed out numbered Post-it notes for signing, which kept the line moving. Line management was smooth: A, B, C wristbands by row. The staffer at the mic called groups like it was boarding a plane, but nicer.

My favorite bits (real examples)

• The Sharpie squeak when the author signed my title page and drew a tiny star. They asked how to spell my name. I said “Kayla, like the song.” They laughed and wrote, “Kayla—be as loud as you want.” I will.
• A reader asked, “Was there a scene that was hard to cut?” The author said, “Yes, a bus stop kiss in the rain. It was cute, but the pacing dragged.” Then they read two lines from the cut draft. We groaned because it was so sweet. Editing hurts. I get it.
• They showed their beat-up notebook. Coffee stains. Tabs. A folded page labeled “Kiss math,” which cracked me up. They said, “I track tension like a little spreadsheet—setup, beat, payoff.” Very nerdy. Very good.
• After the event, I sat on the curb with two new friends and split a late taco from the truck parked outside. Lime, cilantro, grease on my napkin. We said the same thing at the same time: “That was lovely.” It really was.

Final take

This tour felt like a hug and a pep talk. It was messy in spots, sure, but the heart landed. Did I cry? A bit. Did I laugh? Loud. I walked home with a warm chest and ink on my thumb. West Coasters, note that the tour hits LA soon at Hollywood Forever’s Masonic Lodge—set your calendar here. Speaking of digital spaces where queer folks mingle away from the page, if you’ve ever side-eyed those Snapchat-style hookup platforms and wondered whether they’re more spark or spam, this hands-on SnapSext review lays out the pros, cons, pricing quirks, and safety must-knows so you can scroll (or swipe) informed.
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Rating: 4.5/5. If you care about queer joy, found family, and a good roller rink fiasco, go. Bring a friend. Or make one there. It’s that kind of room. For more community-sourced queer lit recs and event recaps, swing by Gay Book Reviews and keep the roller-skate vibes rolling. If your shelf is craving portal-hopping heroes and spell-slinging smooches, my roundup of gay fantasy books that lit up my 2024 might point you toward your next obsession. Prefer contemporary feels? I also unpacked the highs and lows of recent books with a gay protagonist.

If you’re going soon: quick tips

• Get there 45 minutes early for a seat.
• Bring water and a light layer. Rooms get warm.
• Write your name on the signing Post-it in clear caps. Saves time.
• Cash isn’t needed. Card/tap is faster.
• If you’re shy, prep a question on your phone. Short is good.
• Save a page flag for your fave line. You’ll want to mark it.

I’m keeping the wristband in my journal. Small thing, big feeling. And, yeah, I’m still so gay for this.

I grew up loving sea movies and old maps. Fog on the water, boots on wet wood, a fast grin before a sword fight. So I went looking for gay pirate books. And I read them. Some on a rainy weekend. Some at 2 a.m., with my dog snoring and my tea going cold. You know what? I found treasure. Not gold, but heart.

Let me explain.

If you're curious about the full captain's log of that binge, you can board the detailed account at I Read a Stack of Gay Pirate Books—Here’s What Stuck.

For an even deeper dive into LGBTQ+ swashbuckling tales, sail over to the review vault at Gay Book Reviews.

Wait—why pirates?

Pirates feel big and messy. They break rules, but they keep their own code. I guess that hit me where it counts. Also, the sea. It’s loud, salty, and honest. Love kind of feels like that too—loud and honest.

Now to the books I actually read and dog-eared.

“Brethren” by W. A. Hoffman

This one is a full meal. It’s a long, rich story set in the Caribbean. The romance is messy and real. The sea life feels true—storms, sickness, hunger, all of it. Some nights I had to set the book down and breathe. Then I picked it back up because the pull was strong.

What I loved:

• Grit and tenderness living side by side
• Big feelings, but also quiet care on deck

What bugged me:

• It can get heavy; I needed breaks
• Some scenes hurt, and they should, but still—whew

Heads up: violence, slavery, and rough power games appear. It’s not light. But it feels honest.

For authoritative information on "Brethren" by W.A. Hoffman, you can refer to its Goodreads page: Brethren on Goodreads.

“On a Lee Shore” by Elin Gregory

Soft pirates? Yes, please. This is about a young naval officer taken by pirates, and it turns slow and sweet. The sea parts feel careful and steady. I could almost taste the salt on the pages.

What I loved:

• A slow burn that warms your hands
• Ship life that sounds like the real thing

What bugged me:

• A few long passages on ropes and sails (I skimmed a tiny bit)
• I wanted one extra chapter at the end

For detailed insights into "On a Lee Shore" by Elin Gregory, consider visiting the author's official website: Elin Gregory’s site.

“The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue” by Mackenzi Lee

Is this a straight-up pirate story? Not really. But Monty and Percy get tangled with pirates, and it’s a blast. The voice is witty. The banter snaps. I laughed, then I felt a lump in my throat when things got hard for Percy.

What I loved:

• Charm for days
• How it handles class, race, and health with care

What bugged me:

• Pirates show up late
• Some jokes run long, but I still grinned

Good for a teen reader, or for a tired adult who needs fun with teeth.

“The Abyss Surrounds Us” by Emily Skrutskie

Queer sea sci-fi with pirates and giant trained sea monsters called Reckoners. I read it fast, then I read parts again. Cass gets taken by a pirate crew and has to train a monster pup. The push-pull with Swift (a pirate girl) feels sharp and brave.

What I loved:

• High stakes without fluff
• Monster training scenes that feel like trust exercises

What bugged me:

• I wanted more world detail in a few spots
• The last act races; I wished it lingered

Heads up: cruelty from some pirates, and moral gray areas. But that’s the point.

“Peter Darling” by Austin Chant

A tender retelling. Peter is a trans man, and Hook is not just a villain. It’s short and dreamy, but not vague. I read it in one sitting, with a blanket and a candle, because I’m dramatic like that.

What I loved:

• Careful, grown-up love mixed with adventure
• A quiet ache that stays after the last page

What bugged me:

• I wanted more scenes on deck; I always do
• Ended just a hair sooner than my heart wanted

“Scourge of the Seas of Time (and Space),” edited by Catherine Lundoff

An anthology of queer pirate stories, from classic swashbucklers to space pirates. Not every tale is gay male, but the crew is gloriously queer. I kept this in my tote for bus rides. One story for breakfast, one for lunch.

What I loved:

• Range—romance, revenge, and weird wonders
• Fresh voices from a small press that cares

What bugged me:

• A few stories didn’t land for me
• Tone shifts can be jarring if you binge

Quick hits if you want more queer crews

• “A Clash of Steel” by C. B. Lee: A Treasure Island remix with a sapphic heart, set in the South China Sea. Bright and brave.
• “The Mermaid, the Witch, and the Sea” by Maggie Tokuda-Hall: Magic, pirates, and a genderfluid lead. Lush and fierce.
• “Compass Rose” by Anna Burke: Post-storm future, f/f navigation drama, and yes—pirates in the mix.

Not all of these are “gay pirate” in the narrow sense. But they scratch the same itch: danger, devotion, and salt spray.

For an even broader map of queer magic and monsters, sail through my 2024 favorites in gay fantasy over at this personal stack.

Whenever my own voyages land me far from the ocean’s edge—say, on a road trip through Maryland—I still keep an eye out for the kind of hidden charts pirates would appreciate. If you ever find yourself craving a land-locked adventure of a more… relaxing variety, you can consult the discreet directory at Rubmaps Hagerstown for up-to-date reviews, locations, and user tips on local massage spots that might help you unwind between chapters.

What I learned (about me, I guess)

I thought I wanted only sword fights. Turns out I want rules, too—crew codes, chosen family, small kindness at 3 a.m. I love a map at the front. I love found family at the end. And I really love when a captain learns to say “I’m wrong.”

Pick your next read (by vibe)

• Want dark and sweeping? Try “Brethren.”
• Want gentle and sea-smart? “On a Lee Shore.”
• Want quips and heart? “The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue.”
• Want fast sci-fi bites? “The Abyss Surrounds Us.”
• Want short, tender, and a little magic? “Peter Darling.”
• Want variety in small servings? “Scourge of the Seas of Time (and Space).”

Content notes, so you feel safe

• “Brethren”: violence, slavery, rough sex themes.
• “On a Lee Shore”: peril at sea, captivity.
• “Gentleman’s Guide”: period homophobia, illness.
• “Abyss Surrounds Us”: cruelty, moral gray choices.
• “Peter Darling”: dysphoria, grief, and healing.
• “Scourge…”: varies by story; check intros.

Final word from my hammock

If you want salt, storms, and stolen kisses, these books deliver. Some made me cheer. Some made me quiet. All left me looking up from the page like I could hear waves. That’s the magic for me.

Got a favorite gay pirate book I missed? Tell me. I’ve got tea, a pen, and room on the shelf.
And if your compass points toward any tale with a gay hero at the helm—on land or sea—drop anchor in my roundup of books with a gay protagonist to chart your course.

I’ve got a soft spot for fangs and feelings. I read a lot of vampire books, and the queer ones stick to my ribs. Maybe it’s the drama. Maybe it’s the loneliness. Or maybe it’s the way desire and hunger braid together. You know what? It’s all of that. For the curious, I once chronicled the whole candle-lit binge over here.

I read these at night on my couch, sometimes with cold pizza, sometimes with tea. I mark pages. I send friends little lines that hit me in the gut. Some of these books are tender. Some are a mess. Some are both. That’s kind of the point.

Before we start, a tiny note: when I say “gay vampires,” I mean queer vampires in general—see the broader history of queer vampires for context. Some are gay men. Some are bi. Some are lesbians. It all lives under the same dark umbrella here. If that bugs you, I get it. I’ll be clear in each review.

If you’re hungry for an even longer list of queer vampire reads, sink your teeth into the archives at Gay Book Reviews before the night’s over.

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The one I keep arguing with: Interview with the Vampire by Anne Rice

I read this first when I was a teen and too moody for my own good. It’s the doorway into Anne Rice’s sprawling saga, The Vampire Chronicles, so once you start, the night gets long. I re-read it after the TV show came out, because my book club would not stop texting me.

Louis and Lestat act like lovers. They bicker. They cling. It’s not just subtext; it’s right there in the way they speak and grieve. It felt bold to me even now. The writing is lush. It smells like old wood and spilled wine.

• What I loved: The mood. The ache. How shame and desire sit in the same room.
• What bugged me: It can be slow. Louis complains a lot. I had to put it down a few times and breathe.

Did it make me feel seen? A little. Did it make me roll my eyes? Also yes. That mix works for me.

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Too much? Maybe. But I couldn’t look away: The Vampire Armand by Anne Rice

This one gets very gay and very dramatic. Armand tells his story like a confession. There’s art, pain, priests, boys, power, and hunger all knotted up. It feels operatic. Sometimes it’s too much. Sometimes that’s the magic.

• What I loved: The heat between men is clear and not coy. The scenes in the theater glow.
• What bugged me: Consent is messy. The trauma is heavy. I needed a walk after some parts.

If you like your vampire boys tragic and beautiful, this is your candy bar. Eat it slow.

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A 90s goth fever: Lost Souls by Poppy Z. Brite

I read this on a bus once. It felt like the air got thicker. The book is sticky with music, sweat, eyeliner, and bad choices. The vampires are young and wild. The teens are queer and searching. Some are boys who love boys; some float across lines.

• What I loved: The sense of place. The raw, messy voice. It’s punk, and it knows it.
• What bugged me: It’s bleak. There are themes that may be hard for some readers. I wanted a shower after.

But listen, it’s honest about being young and lost. That hit me. I could smell the club floor.

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A warm bite: The Gilda Stories by Jewelle Gomez

This one is softer, and it matters. Gilda is a Black lesbian vampire who lives through history with grace. She makes family. She learns. She loves. The book is quiet but rich. I read it slow on purpose.

• What I loved: Chosen family, care, and Black queer joy. The span of time is so cool.
• What bugged me: Not much action. If you want big fights, this isn’t that.

Gilda made me feel safe. Strange to say about a vampire, right? But it’s true.

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Teen chaos, but make it gay: The Fell of Dark by Caleb Roehrig

The main kid is gay. Vampires keep showing up with secrets and prophecies and nonsense. It’s funny, snappy, and kind of sweet. I finished it in two sittings and texted my friend, “Okay, that was fun.” It reminded me why queer fantasy still sparks joy—much like the titles in my roundup of 2024 faves that lit up my year.

• What I loved: Banter. A modern voice that doesn’t try too hard. Queer kids get to be heroes.
• What bugged me: The jokes crowd the mood sometimes. A few twists felt thin.

If you want a weekend read with gadgets, danger, and kisses, this works.

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Campy, messy, and hot-blooded: Vassalord. by Nanae Chrono (manga)

One guy is a cyborg vampire hunter. One guy is a flirt who happens to be a vampire. They circle each other. They snack. They fight. They flirt more. It’s very boys’ love in tone, and it owns the camp.

• What I loved: Style for days. Chemistry that jumps off the page. Wild set pieces.
• What bugged me: The plot wanders. Fan service is heavy. I still had a blast.

I read it on my tablet with candy nearby. Not a classy pairing, but it fit.

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Office romance, but fangs: Blood Bank by Silb (manhwa/webtoon)

Vampires run banks. Humans try to live around it. A human teller meets a vampire heir, and things get tender and weird at the same time. It’s m/m and it leans on power issues, but it also cares about feelings.

• What I loved: Clean art. Sweet beats. A world that makes sense fast.
• What bugged me: Early chapters are rough around the edges. The power gap may turn some off.

I read it on my phone with the screen too bright at 1 a.m. No regrets.

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Sapphic side note: The Coldest Touch by Isabel Sterling

Not gay men here—this is a vampire girl and a human girl. I’m adding it because it’s a queer vampire story that feels cozy and sharp at once. Death visions, school drama, and a romance that feels kind.

• What I loved: Cute dates, real stakes (ha), and kind banter.
• What bugged me: It leans YA. If you hate school scenes, skip it.

Sometimes I need soft. This gave me soft with a little bite.

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How I choose what to read next

I go by mood. That sounds silly, but it works.

• Want lush, old-school, and sad? Interview with the Vampire.
• Want queer angst and glitter? Lost Souls.
• Want warmth and history? The Gilda Stories.
• Want jokes and teen danger? The Fell of Dark.
• Want big gay drama and velvet? The Vampire Armand.
• Want campy, thirsty, and stylish? Vassalord.
• Want modern BL with suits? Blood Bank.
• Want sapphic comfort? The Coldest Touch.

Sometimes I stack them. A heavy one, then a light one. My brain thanks me later.

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A quick word on content

These books touch hard stuff: grief, control, sex, power gaps, blood (duh). Some stories are gentle. Some push lines. I check content notes when I can. You should too. It’s not weak to care for your own heart.

Just in case the steamy pages leave you wanting a real-life taste of nocturnal adventure, you might be curious about places online where queer people actually meet for after-dark fun. Before you dive in blind, check out this no-fluff review of MySinder—see the details here—it breaks down safety features, pricing, and how the app handles LGBTQ+ users so you can decide if it’s worth sinking your teeth into.

And for readers who find themselves near upstate New York and would rather work the kinks out of their shoulders than spar with them on an app, the crowdsourced rundown in this Rubmaps Binghamton cheat-sheet can save you time and awkward guesses by detailing prices, ambiance, and which parlors actually respect your boundaries.

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So, do gay vampire books bite or what?

I keep coming back because they hold shame and desire side by side. They ask, “What do you hunger for?” Then they wait. Sometimes they judge you. Sometimes they don’t. That honesty feels rare. If teeth aren’t your thing but gay leads absolutely are, I keep a running list of non-vampire tales here.

Plus, they’re fun. Capes. Clubs. Late-night roofs. A kiss that feels like trouble. I’m a sucker for that mood. I read them in fall, but also in July with a fan blasting

I’m Kayla, and my coffee table is busy. It’s a little stage. People sit down, set down a drink, and then reach for a book. That’s the sweet spot. The books have to look good. But they also have to tell a story.
If you’d like a photo-heavy rundown of the whole lineup, you can peek at the full spread here: My Living Room Stack: Gay Coffee Table Books I Actually Use.

Here’s what I own, what I’ve spilled on, what made my uncle blush, and what made my best friend cry in a good way.

Small note: I’m not precious. These books get touched. They get thumbprints. They go through Pride month and holiday parties. And they still look great.

Pro tip: When I’m scouting for new titles to add to the mix, I skim the latest lists over at Gay Book Reviews for reliable, queer-friendly recommendations that never miss. When my eyes need a break from photography and crave big, imaginative worlds, I hop over to their roundup of page-turners—Gay Fantasy Books That Lit Up My 2024—and let my wish-list grow. Another cheat-code list I keep bookmarked is Pride.com’s 13 Visually Stunning LGBTQ+ Coffee Table Books To Start A Conversation—a quick scan there always sparks three new obsessions.

The Soft Heart One: Loving: A Photographic History of Men in Love (1850s–1950s)

This book is huge and calm. Black-and-white photos of men holding each other. Husbands before they could say “husbands.” I keep it open to a random spread, and people go quiet. I like that quiet. It’s gentle, and it lands.

• What I love: Thick paper. No glare. The photos feel tender, not staged.
• Watch-outs: It’s heavy. The spine is solid, but don’t let it hang off the table edge. My dog once nudged it; I gasped like it was a baby.

Warm and Modern: Queer Love in Color by Jamal Jordan

This one is lighter and bright. Real couples. Real families. The stories are short, and the portraits glow. My mom flipped through and said, “I get it,” which, you know what, made my week.

• What I love: Matte pages. Diverse couples. Instant smiles.
• Watch-outs: It’s more mid-size, so on a big table it can look small. I stack it on a big art book for height. Works like a charm.

History That Pops: We Are Everywhere

This is a protest-to-Pride timeline with photos and short bits of text. It’s bold. It’s also a good guest test. Folks who love it usually stay late and talk.

• What I love: Strong layout. Clear stories. Great for Pride month displays.
• Watch-outs: Glossy pages can show fingerprints. I keep a soft cloth under the table. Quick wipe. Done.

NSFW but Iconic: Tom of Finland XXL (Taschen)

Okay. This one is a beast. It’s glorious and very grown-up. Tom of Finland XXL has a whole lore of its own, if you’re curious. Muscles, leather, humor. If your grandma visits a lot, maybe keep it on the lower shelf. I bring it out for game nights and watch faces light up.

• What I love: Printing is sharp. The book feels like a trophy.
• Watch-outs: Pricey and super heavy. It will eat your whole table if you let it. Also, yes, nudity. Be real about your space.

Flipping through Tom’s unapologetically sensual pages often inspires friends to look for real-world ways to unwind after the laughs and blushes. When someone asks where they can find a body-positive massage spot that actually welcomes LGBTQ+ clients, I pull up Rubmaps Villa Park—a crowd-sourced guide packed with up-to-date reviews, etiquette tips, and location details—so they can turn that playful energy into a stress-melting self-care outing without any guesswork.

Black-and-White Calm: Mapplethorpe — The Complete Flowers

Mapplethorpe can get spicy, but the Flowers book is safe for all. Clean lines. Perfect shadows. I use it as a palate cleanser in my stack. After bold covers, this brings balance.

• What I love: Crisp prints. Thick pages. Looks chic with any decor.
• Watch-outs: Dust shows fast on the black cover. I learned the hard way after a powder sugar donut.

Downtown Glitter: The Drag Explosion by Linda Simpson

Flash photos from 90s NYC drag nights. It’s loud and real. You can almost hear the club bass. My friend Sasha always points to a page and goes, “I miss that hair.” Same.

• What I love: It’s fun. It’s messy. It feels like friends.
• Watch-outs: Binding is fine, but don’t press it flat. I use two hands and treat it like a scrapbook.

Fresh and Fashion-leaning: Boys! Boys! Boys! (The Little Black Gallery)

It’s a curated set of male photography. Some nude, but more mood than shock. Good color. Good mix. It’s a conversation starter without yelling.

• What I love: Modern artists. Nice pacing. Looks sharp on a black table.
• Watch-outs: Some spreads are a bit dark under warm lamps. Daylight brings it to life.

Pride in Pictures: Pride: Photographs After Stonewall (Fred W. McDarrah)

Street photos, parades, quiet moments, big signs. You turn a page and feel the march move under your feet. I set it out in June, and it stays until fall.

• What I love: It’s living history. You can feel the city heat.
• Watch-outs: The dust jacket scuffs. I removed mine and kept the hard cover bare. It’s cleaner that way.

A Color Hit: Keith Haring (Taschen Basic Art)

Bold, bright, fast lines. Kids like it. Adults like it. I keep it near crayons when my niece visits. She copies a figure and beams. Art wins.

• What I love: Powerful colors. Friendly size. Cheap for how good it looks.
• Watch-outs: It’s not super thick, so stack it on top of something chunkier.

Culture Candy: Andy Warhol Polaroids 1958–1987 (Taschen)

Tiny squares. Big names. It’s camp and also kind of sweet. People point and say, “Is that…?” Yes. It is.

• What I love: The grid layouts. The time-capsule feel.
• Watch-outs: Glossy pages reflect ceiling lights. I angle it a touch on the table. Problem solved.

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How I Style Mine (and Yes, I’ve Spilled Coffee)

Here’s the thing. A coffee table book should invite touch. If it looks too perfect, people freeze. I learned that after a party where no one opened a single book. Tragic.

• I stack by mood: tender (Loving), bold (Tom of Finland), then calm (Mapplethorpe).
• I leave one book open to a page I love. It’s like saying, “Go ahead.”
• Coasters everywhere. I still spilled once on a dust jacket. Hair dryer on low saved it. Don’t tell my landlord.

I also swap covers by season. Pride month gets “We Are Everywhere” on top. Winter gets “Mapplethorpe: Flowers.” Spring? “Queer Love in Color.” It keeps the room feeling fresh without buying new furniture. Cheap thrill.

Real Talk: Pros, Cons, and Little Surprises

• Weight matters. Big books look fancy, but they hurt if they fall on a toe. Ask me how I know.
• Matte pages hide fingerprints. Gloss pops more, but shows smudges.
• Dust jackets slip. I often store them away and keep the naked book out. Cleaner lines. Less fuss.
• Some books are not PG. That’s fine. Just be mindful when family visits. I keep a “swap stack” on a shelf. Two minutes and the table shifts vibe.

My Quick Picks by Mood

• First-date safe: Loving; Keith Haring
• Party spark: The Drag Explosion; Boys! Boys! Boys!
• Sea-dog escapism: I Read a Stack of Gay Pirate Books—Here’s What Stuck
• Pride power: We Are Everywhere; Pride: Photographs After Stonewall
• Artsy calm: Mapplethorpe: Flowers; Andy Warhol Polaroids
• Spicy collector flex: Tom of Finland XXL

Before we wrap up, I should mention that some of these late-night living-room chats drift from art to wellness—especially when someone admits they’ve been feeling “off” but can’t pin down why. Low energy, mood swings, and even background anxiety sometimes point to hormones rather than vibes. When that topic pops up, I pull out my phone and share this concise explainer on whether low testosterone can cause anxiety, because it breaks down the science in plain language,

I grew up in a small church with potlucks, hymnals, and that one squeaky pew. I also have people I love who are gay. So yeah, I wanted help sorting my head and my heart. I picked up “Torn: Rescuing the Gospel from the Gays-vs.-Christians Debate” by Justin Lee. I read it over two rainy Sundays, with a highlighter and a mug that kept going cold because I kept forgetting to drink. For an even fuller look at how the book landed with me, you can peek at my expanded reflection right here.

You know what? It was kind. And clear. And it made me sit with things I’d dodged for years.

What this book actually is

It’s part story, part Bible talk, part bridge-building. Justin grew up Southern Baptist. He realized he was gay. He prayed hard to change. He tried to date girls. He kept his faith. He didn’t change. Then he started talking to people—parents, pastors, friends—and built space for folks like him. He also walks through the “clobber verses” people throw around, but in plain words. If you’d like a concise scholarly rundown on those passages, you might appreciate this examination of what the New Testament says about homosexuality.

No yelling. No gotcha stuff. Just steady steps.

Where it got personal for me

I took this book to our Wednesday night small group. We’re five people, all different ages. I brought sticky notes. I asked two simple questions: “What did you feel?” and “What did you learn?” That helped. It kept the room soft.

• I felt the ache when Justin wrote about praying to be straight and waking up the same. I’ve prayed like that for other things. Not the same, but I knew the shape of it.
• I learned new words I’d heard but never really got. Like when he talked about those two Greek terms people quote (malakoi and arsenokoitai). He explains them without showing off. I wrote in the margin: “Okay, slow down, this matters.”

Later that week, a teen from our church asked, “Can God love me and still let me love who I love?” I didn’t rush my answer. I remembered how the book sat with tension and still felt honest. I said, “God’s love for you isn’t fragile. Let’s keep talking.” We did. We still are. Also, if you’re someone who’s figuring out how dating fits with your faith journey—maybe you’re not aiming for a lifelong commitment right away and just want to explore respectful, boundary-aware connection—check out this primer on casual dating that lays out consent, communication tips, and emotional self-care so you can date kindly and confidently. If you’re in Ohio and think a low-key massage might help you reconnect with your body before you dive into deeper relationship conversations, the locally vetted directory at Rubmaps Youngstown offers up-to-date reviews of nearby studios so you can pick a place that puts privacy, professionalism, and client comfort first.

Real bits from the book that stuck

• Two paths in church life: He lays out how some Christians say same-sex marriage can be faithful, while others say lifelong celibacy is the way. He doesn’t cartoon either side. That felt rare.
• Family scenes: When he told his parents, it wasn’t a TV drama. It was careful. It was real. Not every family looks like that, but it gave me hope for better endings.
• The Bible parts: He walks through verses from Leviticus, Romans, and the letters of Paul. No fancy flourishes. He asks questions about context and language. I caught myself nodding and also pushing back in spots. That’s good reading.

What it felt like to read, page by page

It reads like a long talk after church when the room is quiet and the lights hum. I underlined sentences that sounded like a friend who won’t let you give up. Some parts repeat a touch, but I didn’t mind. It gave me room to breathe.

I didn’t agree with every point. Sometimes I wanted more footnotes or more history. But the heart? Steady. He keeps coming back to love, truth, and the fruit of how we treat people. That test—what fruit does this bear?—stayed with me when I closed the book.

Small group test run (and what worked)

We tried a simple flow:

• One feeling you had while reading
• One question that got bigger
• One next step for our church

Our “next steps” were small on purpose. We added a line to our welcome that says, “You can bring your full self here.” We set up coffee dates for anyone who wanted to process more. No pressure. Just care.

The good, the not-so-good

What I loved:

• Warm, steady voice without snark
• Clear walk-through of Bible texts
• Real life moments that don’t feel staged
• Gentle respect for people on different sides

What I wanted more of:

• A deeper history pass on the ancient world (I like nerd stuff, even with simple words)
• Concrete church practices at the end (like sample prayers or a short guide)
• A clearer map for parents who are brand-new to this

Who should read this

• Pastors and small group leaders who want a calm, smart, pastoral book
• Parents who just heard “I’m gay” and feel scared and also love their kid like crazy
• Straight Christians who don’t know what to say yet
• LGBTQ+ Christians who are tired, and need a book that treats them with care

A quick note on other reads

If you want a more study-heavy take, I’ve also read “God and the Gay Christian” by Matthew Vines. If you’re exploring a celibate path, “Single, Gay, Christian” by Gregory Coles has tender parts too. If you’re after even broader fiction and memoir options starring queer leads, my rundown of titles with unforgettable gay protagonists is over here. And if epic quests, dragons, or time-twisting spells sound fun, my personal stack of 2024’s best gay fantasy adventures lives right here.

But “Torn” is the one I’d hand someone first. It’s a soft landing that still tells the truth.

For more honest, faith-centered reviews of LGBTQ+ literature, check out Gay Book Reviews to see what might speak to you next.

My verdict (and a tiny heart check)

I closed the book and felt both peace and a push. Peace, because the tone felt honest and kind. A push, because love asks us to act, not just nod from the pew.

Score: 4.5 out of 5 sticky notes.

Would I recommend it? Yes. Especially if your heart is tight and your throat feels hot when this topic comes up. Let this book sit with you. Let it slow you down. Then go love people, on purpose, with your words and your choices. Isn’t that the point?

I listen to audiobooks almost every day. Walks. Dishes. Long drives where the road hums and the sky stays wide. Gay stories keep me company. They make me laugh out loud at crosswalks. They also make me hush up in the cereal aisle. You know what? A good narrator can do that—flip a switch in your chest. If you’re curious about the real voices doing that magical switch-flipping, Book Riot’s roundup of eight incredible queer audiobook narrators is a fantastic rabbit hole to tumble into.

For extra guidance (and the occasional rabbit hole of queer lit discussion), I dip into Gay Book Reviews to see what fellow listeners are raving about before I hit “play.”

If you want the full, unabbreviated diary of every queer audiobook I’ve devoured, I laid it all out in this extended review.

Here’s what I’ve actually listened to, with the good and the “hmm, not for me,” and a few odd little notes you might find helpful.

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Quick picks if you’re busy

• For big, warm comfort: The House in the Cerulean Sea (narrated by Daniel Henning)
• For flirty, funny romance: Boyfriend Material (narrated by Joe Jameson)
• For teen heart squeeze: Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda (narrated by Michael Crouch)
• For epic pain and beauty: Call Me by Your Name (narrated by Armie Hammer)
• For loud, goofy fantasy: The Lightning-Struck Heart (narrated by Michael Lesley)

Still browsing? Audible’s guide to the best LGBTQIA+ audiobooks written by queer authors lines up plenty more gems to add to your queue.

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Red, White & Royal Blue — Casey McQuiston (narrated by Ramon de Ocampo)

I played this while meal prepping on a Sunday. My onions cried. I did too. The narration feels bright and fast. The banter snaps. His British prince voice has polish, and Alex sounds bold. A few side voices blur in group scenes, which made me replay a bit. Not a deal-breaker. I still smiled through it.

• Loved: The emails and texts sound alive.
• Quirk: Crowded scenes can get muddy on a noisy bus.

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Boyfriend Material — Alexis Hall (narrated by Joe Jameson)

This one got me through a week of laundry. Sock after sock. Joe’s range is wild. Luc sounds messy yet sweet. Oliver is steady and dry. It’s snarky, but soft in the middle. Some of the side characters feel a tad cartoon-ish at times. I didn’t mind. I needed the laugh.

• Loved: Sharp humor and real warmth.
• Quirk: A few voices lean big, like a stage show.

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The House in the Cerulean Sea — TJ Klune (narrated by Daniel Henning)

I saved this for a rainy day. Good choice. The narration is calm and kind. You can hear the sea, even when you can’t. The kids each have their own voice. The high, squeaky bits for one child took me a minute to like. Then I did. This is a hug of a book.

• Loved: Cozy tone; great for winding down.
• Quirk: Some child voices start a little twee.

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The Lightning-Struck Heart — TJ Klune (narrated by Michael Lesley)

I listened while baking brownies and burned the edges. Why? I laughed too hard. Michael Lesley goes big. Joke timing is crisp. The voices—Knight! Wizard!—are huge and campy. It’s silly and sweet. Once or twice I wanted a quieter beat to catch my breath.

• Loved: Laugh-out-loud performance.
• Quirk: Humor never sits still; it’s a lot, in a good way.

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Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda — Becky Albertalli (narrated by Michael Crouch)

This took me back to high school lockers and bad cafeteria pizza. Michael Crouch nails the teen vibe without making it whiny. It’s sweet, a bit shy, and real. Some scenes lean very YA, so I listened at 1.25x speed during slow parts. Still, that email reveal? Butterflies.

• Loved: Tender, believable voice work.
• Quirk: A few beats feel very teen. Which…they are.

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Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe — Benjamin Alire Sáenz (narrated by Lin-Manuel Miranda)

I walked a long city loop with this one. Quiet streets. Big sky. Lin-Manuel Miranda keeps it soft and steady. The pauses land. It’s slow burn and reflective. Once or twice, I wanted a little more heat in tense scenes. But the hush fits the story.

• Loved: Gentle pacing; words breathe.
• Quirk: If you want fast drama, this isn’t it.

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Call Me by Your Name — André Aciman (narrated by Armie Hammer)

I listened at 1.25x. The tone is lush and heavy, like a summer that won’t end. The Italian names roll well, and the mood clings. Sometimes the low, smooth voice made me feel sleepy at night, so I switched to daytime walks. The emotion hits hard, though. Very hard.

• Loved: Rich, dreamy vibe; vivid inner life.
• Quirk: Slow and dense; works better with focus.

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Him — Sarina Bowen & Elle Kennedy (narrated by Teddy Hamilton and Jacob Morgan)

Two narrators. Hockey romance. I put this on at the gym and turned the volume down during spicy parts—small gym, thin walls, you get it. The dual POV is clean, and the chemistry sizzles. Sports bits feel real. Some locker room talk runs long for me, but fans will like the detail.

• Loved: Clear voices for each lead; strong heat.
• Quirk: Explicit scenes are, well, explicit. Plan your setting.

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Wolfsong — TJ Klune (narrated by Kirt Graves)

I hit this one on a long road trip. Kirt Graves carries a lot of feeling. The story is big and rugged. Family. Pack. Love. I had to pause for a stretch break and a deep breath, not kidding. It’s long and can be heavy, so don’t start it at 11 p.m. like I did.

• Loved: Raw, steady voice; soaring emotion.
• Quirk: Length and weight; best in chunks.

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The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue — Mackenzi Lee (narrated by Christian Coulson)

Road-trip candy. Christian Coulson sounds crisp and sharp, like a period drama on the radio. The jokes land dry. The romance has spark. Every now and then, background characters blend a bit, but the lead voice is clear and witty, which carries it.

• Loved: Charming, fast, and clever.
• Quirk: Side voices can feel similar.

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The Guncle — Steven Rowley (narrated by Steven Rowley)

Author-narrated can be hit or miss. Here, it hits. He knows where the jokes live. He knows where the grief sits. A few lines feel read, not acted, which is normal for authors behind the mic. But I teared up in the produce aisle. Twice.

• Loved: Heartfelt and funny from the source.
• Quirk: Lightly “writerly” delivery in spots.

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Little notes from my earbuds

• Playback speed helps. I switch between 1.0x and 1.5x. Depends on the narrator and my brain that day.
• I use Libro.fm for most buys, Audible for credits, and Libby for library borrows. Sleep timers save me from losing my place.
• Pride month listening is fun. I make a little rainbow queue. Then I keep going all year.
• Public listening tip: If your pick is spicy (hey, Him), check your volume at the gym. Learned that fast.
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I picked this up at my local queer bookstore on a rainy Friday. It was on a small table by the window. Bright cover. Bold words. For reference, the anthology Be Gay, Do Crime collects sixteen stories of queer resistance and survival. I laughed, then I felt a tiny sting. The title is a lot. I tossed it in my tote and read half of it on the Red Line home. The rest I finished in bed with my socks still on. I later poured those rail-car thoughts into a longer review, which you can read at Be Gay, Do Crime — the loud little book I finished on the train.

Here’s the thing: it’s not a how-to for breaking laws. It’s a zine-style book about queer life, power, and care. It’s about pushing back when the rules are unfair. It’s also goofy and tender in spots. It punches, then it hugs.

So… what’s inside?

It’s short. Think skinny book, thick with ink. It’s more zine than textbook. Essays, poems, comics. A few pages feel like manifestos. A few feel like diary notes.

• One comic shows a crew painting over slurs on a wall. The last panel is a dance party under clean brick. Simple art. Big mood. I smiled like a dork on the train.

• An essay talks about Pride and police lines. No step-by-step stuff. More like, why does joy need fences? It asks soft questions that land hard. I paused and stared out the window at my stop.

• A poem lists tiny acts of care: bringing water, watching bags, walking friends home. It calls that “keeping each other breathing.” I underlined that line. Twice.

Design note for the nerds: the margins have “gutter chatter” — little notes and doodles in the side space. It’s messy on purpose. Riso-style texture. Heavy black and a hot pink that almost buzzes. The kerning isn’t perfect, but that’s the charm.

How it felt in my hands (and my head)

I read it with coffee and then with street noise. It works both ways. The paper is toothy. The ink smudged my thumb. You know what? I liked that. It felt alive, like newsprint after a rally.

Emotionally, it swings. One page made me snort-laugh — there’s a fake recipe card for “rebel cookies” (flour, sugar, courage). The next page is about fear at night and holding your keys tight. That jump is real. That’s how life feels for a lot of us.

After I finished, I did something small. I put a rainbow sticker over the crack on my phone case. Then I asked my barber for the undercut I actually wanted. Tiny things, sure. But the book nudged me.

The title might scare your aunt (and maybe you)

Let me explain. The phrase is a slogan. It’s punchy on purpose. The book uses it to talk about history, power, and how we care for each other when systems don’t. The words also nod to a strand of queer anarchism that refuses respectability politics and challenges oppressive norms. It doesn’t tell you to go break stuff. It does ask why some people get punished for simply existing. That’s a big ask in a small book.

I read some pages in public and felt eyes on the cover. A guy across the aisle smirked. I slipped on a jacket over it. Later I thought… huh, the title did its job. It started a feeling, then a thought.

Real bits that stuck with me

• There’s a spread of handwritten “notes to our younger selves.” One says, “You’re not too loud. The room is too small.” I teared up on that one. Quietly.

• A single page lists ways friends kept each other safe after a march: texting when home, sharing snacks, bringing masks. I snapped a pic and sent it to my group chat. We used it the next weekend, minus the shouting.

• The back pages point to community groups and reading lists. No links, just names and short blurbs. I circled two and asked my library to order one of the books. They did. For even more recommendations, browse the curated shelves at Gay Book Reviews. And if your TBR pile craves stories where queer heroes take the mic, check out this roundup of books with a gay protagonist for fresh ideas.

The good, the messy, the “eh”

Pros:

• Fast, bold read; you can finish it in an afternoon.
• Mix of voices feels like a crowded kitchen — loud, warm, funny.
• Art pops; you can almost hear the marker squeak.
• It sparked real talks with my friends. Not online, like face-to-face talks.

Cons:

• Some essays assume you know zine culture and acronyms. Teensy bit gate-y.
• A couple pages are cramped. The gutter eats lines. I had to tilt the book.
• The tone swings might jar you. Joke, then gut punch. I liked it; my friend Alex didn’t.
• Reading the title on a bus can feel awkward. I used a bookmark as a cover flap. Worked fine.

Content notes: mentions of police, slurs, and protests. No graphic stuff, but the feelings are strong.

Who should read this?

• Queer folks who want a spark, not a lecture.
• Allies who listen more than they speak.
• Book clubs tired of dry texts; zine lovers who like ink on their fingers.
• Teens who doodle in the margins and ask big questions (with a grown-up to chat after).

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If you need tidy chapters and footnotes, this might bug you. If you like punk shows, kitchen tables, and loud stickers, you’ll be happy.

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My take, plain and simple

I kept three pages dog-eared. I lent it to Alex, and he gave it back with two sticky notes and a coffee ring. That feels right for this little beast.

My rating: 4.5 out of 5. I’d gift it with a pack of stickers and a pen. Read it on a train. Let it smudge your thumb. Then talk to someone you trust. That’s the magic here — not crime, not shock — just care that’s brave enough to be seen.