The Squire

The Squire

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by Shawn Lane
     
 

Duncan has been Sir William's squire for two years. During that time, he has lusted after and been in love with the beautiful muscular knight. Too bad Sir William prefers fair maidens... Sir William is called home due to the impending death of his father. On the journey, he catches his squire watching other men having sex and realizes Duncan is also ready for some…  See more details below

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Duncan has been Sir William's squire for two years. During that time, he has lusted after and been in love with the beautiful muscular knight. Too bad Sir William prefers fair maidens... Sir William is called home due to the impending death of his father. On the journey, he catches his squire watching other men having sex and realizes Duncan is also ready for some love play. Once they reach the family's estates, William and Duncan begin an affair of both body and heart. But the happiness they find together is short-lived when the king dictates that William must marry a suitable heiress. Unable to bear his place beside William and his wife, Duncan flees. Can William find the squire to convince him their love is meant to be? Genres: Gay / Historical / Voyeurism

Product Details

ISBN-13:
2940000158494
Publisher:
Amber Quill Press
Publication date:
01/01/2008
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Format:
NOOK Book
Sales rank:
375,052
File size:
142 KB

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CHAPTER 1

England, 1345

Lord, sleeping at the feet of Sir William was going to kill him.

Duncan wondered if it were possible to die from stroking his own cock too much. He didn't think so, but what did he know? Hadn't he heard something about going blind? The idea didn't stop him.

Using both hands, he stroked up and down the length, imagining Sir William's big hands instead of his. Other than the sounds he made, the only thing heard in the tent was the soft breathing of the object of his fantasies. Naturally, Sir William didn't even snore. He was perfect in every way.

Duncan worried his bottom lip with his teeth as he stroked faster. His balls had grown impossibly tight. He ran his index finger along the red head, rubbing in the drop of pre-cum. He closed his eyes, imagining Sir William touching him, stroking him. Or perhaps his mouth ... his tongue darting out to flick the tip of Duncan's cock.

He let out an involuntary groan. His hands stilled on his cock, his heart racing. If Sir William woke ... but he heard nothing. Letting out a shaky breath, he put one hand over his mouth to keep the noise from coming out and used the other to work his straining erection.

He supposed it was wrong to lust after one's knight, but in the two years he'd been Sir William's squire he'd gone to bed with a hard-on every evening. The painful truth was he'd never been particularly interested in maidens and the like. Big, muscular armored knights were his fantasy.

And Sir William was the most gorgeous one of all. At least in Duncan's opinion. He'd had the fortune to see the knight naked multiple times and the man was all sleek muscle. Sir William also had avery large cock, and Duncan liked to imagine it thrusting in and out of his ass.

With a ragged moan he covered with his hand, he shot semen all over.

God.

Duncan grabbed a cloth he kept close and wiped himself. Someday, mayhap, he'd actually get to have sex with someone other than his own hand. He'd reached eighteen autumns without losing his virginity to anyone. Of course, he would like it to be Sir William, but unfortunately the handsome blond knight seemed only interested in the fair maidens who offered him their favors.

His breathing having returned to normal, Duncan crawled under his bedroll and attempted to fall asleep. All his life it had taken him a long time for slumber to come. His mind was always full of the day's events or some conversation or the knight for whom he lusted. Sir William fell asleep within moments of putting his head down. It was quite irritating.

And now ... Duncan had to piss. Great.

He scooted out from his sleeping roll and reached for his boots. It was far too cold outside to traipse around barefoot.

"What in God's name are you doing now?"

Duncan froze at the mumbled words coming from Sir William. He couldn't have been awake.

"I ... I have to ... um go," he blurted out.

Sir William sighed.

"I'm sorry to have awakened you, sir."

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The Squire 3.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 5 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A brief but entertaining story of a shy, young squire who lusts after the strong, nobel knight he serves. The writing is uneven, with an uneasy mixture of dialog and prose that moves from modern usage to attempts at including period (medieval) dialog in a rather choppy, sometimes jarring manner. However, the underlying story is extremely sweet without being too incredibly saccharine for most of the tale. In short, a nice "knight-in-shining-armor" tale for a gay squire in a bit of distress.
Anonymous 19 days ago
The language used is too modern for the time period of this story. Could have been longer and better.
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