Two gay men in Victorian England find a way to be intimate without interruption on a steam train headed from London to Dover Priory and, perhaps, beyond. A 4,756 word erotic short story.
This story is also included in Mofo Pubs Vol. 1: Wanderlust , a literary erotica anthology.
Val Prozorova (or Velvl Ryder) is a transgender writer based in New Zealand, who makes a habit of challenging gender stereotypes and bringing queer lives to the forefront of his writing.
Outside of his writing, Vel is studying to be a dog trainer, hoping to work with police canines and promoting animal interaction for those with mental health issues.
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With more than a hint of the forbidden, this is the story of Laurent, an eighteen-year-old boy remembering an illicit encounter with a gypsy boy his own age, and the slightly more forbidden touches that followed. In the scheme of things, it was all pretty harmless – a few touches during a guitar lesson – but for Laurent, who is young and naïve, it’s very exciting. Enough even to help him satisfy his desire once he is back in his bedroom, safely locked in while his family attends church the following Sunday.
If you like lyrical language describing the heat of first love, if a fantasy and imagined touches sound almost as good as the real thing and if you’re looking for a sweet read, that is as fun as it is hot, then you will probably like this short story.
NOTE: The anthology this short story was published in has been provided by Torquere Press for the purpose of a review on Rainbow Book Reviews.
This short is the cute story of Laurent, a resident of a small, chruch-going village, and his crush on Remy, a sexy gypsy boy with a talent for seductive guitar playing.
What I liked most about this story was the way it went about Laurent’s struggle with his sexuality. His emotions are never self-hating or ashamed, yet there is still the recognition that the church and his family would consider his homosexuality a sin. Considering how much of the media focuses on the angst and pain of being queer, it is refreshing to see the struggle mentioned without lingering on it.
The single and only issue I spotted with this story was the description of Remy’s accent. It was described as one Laurent “could not place” but the next descriptive word is “French”.
It’s a very sweet short story and I’ll probably read the other in the anthology when I have the time.
This short and sweet story possesses a remarkable depth in story and characterisation, the play of words rhich and full, making it so easy to picture the world this boy, Laurent, is living in. I feel as if I've known him for years even though I witnessed barely more than two scenes of his life. My heart was beating faster with his heart and I smiled in joy when he smiled, his emotions described so brilliantly clear and strong as if they were my own. A wonderful lighthearted (and hot) piece, despite the time it's set in and I will come back to in the future. I am definitely looking forward to reading more from Val Prozorova.
Eeep! This story is sultry and romantic, and I felt like I was there by the river getting a guitar lesson from the beautiful gypsy. The boy. Val Prozorova paints a picturesque scene, as usual, transporting you effortlessly back in time to experience a young man’s first kiss. I would enjoy this as a full length novel, for sure. But I will settle to wait, like Laurent, for the boats to return next summer. I’ll just have to head canon that those two meet again! Wonderful, sensuous story. Make sure you give it a read.
Set in 1959 but somehow made me feel it was much earlier or somehow timeless. One of those memorable encounters you have at a certain age when someone can seem so much more part of the world than you are and appear to be breathtakingly bohemian.
It's Summery and soft and written so that it flows along with the character's recollection of his recent experience. Skilful blending of memory with the present that makes for an erotic swish of loveliness.