Giving Into The Gay Earl

By Sage Rowina

When the Earl locks eyes with a seductive "straight" stranger during a countryside hunt, he knows what he really wants. They embark on a steamy, clandestine affair.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sage Rowina
• Release date: May 7, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223869863

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 Giving Into The Gay Earl

By Sage Rowina

The Earl rode through the forest, his hunting dogs barking at his side. He sighed in contentment as he surveyed his surroundings. There was nothing quite like the thrill of the hunt.

Suddenly, a rustling in the bushes caught his attention. He signaled for his dogs to stop barking and listened intently. After a moment, a figure stepped out of the underbrush.

Who goes there? the Earl called out, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword.

The figure stepped closer, revealing a handsome face with piercing blue eyes.

I apologize for startling you, the stranger said, his voice low and melodic.

The Earl felt something stir within him at the sound of that voice. He shook his head, trying to push the feeling aside.

What brings you to these woods? the Earl asked, his eyes narrowing.

The stranger smiled, his lips curving into an alluring grin.

I was simply taking a walk, he replied, his eyes surveying the Earl with interest.

The Earl found himself drawn to the stranger's confident demeanor, his intrigue growing by the moment.

I am the Earl of Devonshire, he said, extending his hand.

My pleasure, the stranger said, taking the Earl's hand in a firm grip.

As their hands clasped, a jolt of electricity passed through the Earl's body. He quickly withdrew his hand, his heart racing.

Forgive me, I must be going, the Earl said, turning to leave.

Wait, my lord, the stranger called out, stepping closer.

The Earl could feel the stranger's warm breath on his neck, sending shivers down his spine.

I feel a connection between us, my lord, the stranger said, his voice low and husky.

The Earl turned to face the stranger, his eyes locked on the other man's.

I feel it too, the Earl said, his voice barely above a whisper.

The stranger stepped closer, their faces only inches apart. The Earl felt himself being drawn into the stranger's gaze, his heart pounding in his chest.

The stranger leaned in, his lips brushing against the Earl's. The Earl felt himself melting into the kiss, his body responding to the stranger's touch.

As the kiss ended, the Earl knew that he would never be the same. He had met someone who awakened desires he had tried to keep hidden, someone who had set his heart ablaze.

The sound of rustling leaves alerted the Earl of Devonshire to the presence of someone else in the forest. He turned around, expecting to see one of his hunting party, but instead, he saw a mysterious stranger.

Hello, the stranger said, a sly smile on his lips.

Good day, the Earl replied, suddenly unsure of what to say. His heart raced as he gazed at the man, taking in his strong jaw and sparkling green eyes.

What brings you out to the woods today? the stranger asked, taking a step closer.

Hunting, the Earl replied, trying his best to focus on the task at hand.

I see. The stranger stepped even closer, their bodies almost touching. What are you hunting?

Pheasants, the Earl replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

Ah, I see, the stranger said, edging closer still. And what do you do with the pheasants once you catch them?

I... The Earl faltered, his eyes locked on the stranger's lips.

Before he could say anything else, the stranger leaned in and pressed his lips to the Earl's. The kiss was electric, sending bolts of pleasure down his spine.

For a moment, the Earl forgot everything else. He wrapped his arms around the stranger, pulling