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Subject: Operation Pied Piper – Part 98c IMPORTANT NOTE TO ALL READERS: Any references made to Schools, Castles and Aristocratic titled personages around England and Scotland are pure fiction. None of the story features about those places or named titles personages are true, none of what you are about to read actually happened. This story and all the characters are 100% fiction. I am grateful to Nifty for posting my stories. If you enjoyed my story or any others on this site then please show your appreciation and donate whatever you can afford. Remember you can make your donation in Honour of your favourite writer too. fty/donate.html No part of this story may be reproduced in whole or in part in any manner without the permission of the author. ******************** `Davy here you are, are you okay? I looked round, although it was dark I recognised the outline straight away. `Are you coming to bed? `What time is it? I must have fallen asleep; Paul was upset and homesick’ I whispered as I untangled my arm and slid off the bed. ******************* Operation Pied Piper � Part 98c Athol continues the story I don’t know why I always felt my night duty cover came round more often than everyone else’s; what I would give to be snuggled up to Archie instead of sitting here clockwatching. The Westminster chimes had just rung out “a quarter to”; it would soon be time to do the rounds once more. I had been watching my father’s old Grandfather longcase clock for the last Fifteen minutes; the hands barely moving; my mind obviously had drifted off elsewhere; then the bloody thing damn near gave me a heart attack when it finally chimed out eleven o’clock. I got myself up and finished the golden liquid in the bottom of my glass. Why hadn’t Gary kept his mouth shut, Fort’s had been in a bit of a state when he got back. Ultimately it didn’t matter what Gary thought or said; Fort’s was my lawful heir and as such would become the next Laird of the Clan MacDonald. Speaking to Fort’s it was obvious that something else had been said too; I had finally gotten it out of him; once more we had ended up cuddling on the couch; it was obvious he was troubled by the whole succession and Princess Theodora business. He had looked at me through tear filled eyes. `Dad, do you think I should only live my life with duty in mind? I had to think what to say as he stammered on. `Does so much really rely on me, Davy would be broken hearted, and I love him, I only want to be with him, But…’ I pulled him closer to me `Fort’s son; think about happiness rather than duty, we are only put on this earth for a short time; believe me choose happiness’ He had cuddle tightly up to me; he was a young man with a lot of responsibility put on him, I said nothing more, just held him. * Right, time for my rounds, I picked up the oil lantern and having gotten a good flame, switched off the staffroom light and headed out into the corridor; I stood listening, nothing, the castle was quiet. The silence still sent shivers down my neck; the shadows still played games with my imagination just as they had when I was a boy. I started up the staircase to the second floor; I had just reached the landing. `You, boys. STOP! The two figures froze, I held up the lantern. `Son, Davy, what are you up to? `Dad, you frightened the life out of us, I was just looking for Davy’ Davy stepped forward. `Sorry Athol, Beresford, one of the new boys was homesick, I stayed while he fell asleep and then stupidly fell asleep myself’ `Is he okay now? `Yes, I think so’ `Well, I have to finish off my rounds, I shouldn’t be long if the two of you fancy a night cap before hitting the sack’ `Sounds like a great idea dad’ Davy nodded `I have an idea to run past you too, if that’s okay Athol?’ `As long as it doesn’t cost me too much’ I laughed and headed off to check the dormitories. * Forts had poured us all a sizeable nightcap. The golden liquid shimmered through the crystal glass, dancing in the light from the lantern as he handed it to me. `Hey, who do you think I am Andrew Carnegie, I am not made of money, I have to buy that Whisky, it doesn’t just magically appear’ Davy looked blankly `Who’s Andrew Carnegie? `Looks like your boyfriend thinks it is me judging by the size of these Whisky’s’ I took a sip and turned to Davy `Time for a history lesson; Andrew Carnegie, was a billionaire born in Scotland, he emigrated to America and became a steel industrialist; and at one time was the world’s richest man; my son obviously thinks I am related to him, the way he splashes my Whisky’. I winked and ruffled Forts hair `Anyway, he gave away over ninety percent of his huge fortune, funding libraries and charities and universities in Scotland and America, but alas, not here at Castle Fraser’ Forts laughed, `Awe Dad, do you need a sub? We both laughed, Davy held up his glass and looked at the golden liquid. istanbul escort `What about the stuff Gary is distilling? I had heard about Gary and Fort’s setting up a still over in the walled garden, but this was the first time anyone had spoken directly to me about it. `A still, you say Davy? Tell me more’ Forts swallowed as Davy looked at him `Forts? Poor Forts looked like a rabbit caught in headlights `Err, well I can get some for you to try, it’s still a bit rough, I think it needs a bit more aging’ `I don’t think I need to know any more about it, then when the Police arrive, I can deny all knowledge… cheers’ I sat down opposite the boys `So, Davy, what’s this idea of yours? Davy seemed to blush in the dim light `Well, you will probably think it’s a bit daft, but seeing Beresford so upset and remembering, how I felt; and young Colin, when I first arrived, I wondered if we could give all the new first years a Castle Fraser Teddy mascot; most would probably say they didn’t need a teddy, but this way, everyone would have one so, no one would be singled out for any form of bullying. Some, might just keep it as a memento of their time here, others, me included would definitely cuddle it’ Davy blushed even more and took a drink from his glass. `Especially when handsome here is away’ Davy squeezed Forts knee `Hey, where am I going? I want one too; for when your night duty plane spotting’ `Davy, it sounds like a good idea, but where do you think we can get so many Teddies especially during wartime? `Well, perhaps Gregor’s sister could make them, if we can get the furry material’ Fort’s smiled `Dad, I would like to pay for the material if we can get it and for Miss Duncan’s time, they could all wear little kilts made of off cut tartan; maybe even with the year the boy started embroidered in the ear’ Forts was on a roll, Davy sat nodding enthusiastically. `Well, okay if you two can get the material and Gregor’s sister is happy to make them, it sounds like a great idea, but you don’t have long before the rest of the new first years arrive’ Davy beamed `Great I will ask Gregor to see if she is interested’ They both finished up their drinks `Dad we had better get off to bed, I imagine the boys will be up early tomorrow, we can bring them to you early afternoon; after you have caught up on some sleep’ `Okay goodnight boys, sounds like a plan’ They both gave me a hug and kiss and headed off up the stairs, leaving me once again to the tick of the grandfather clock. ** Davy continues the story Forts gave me a big hug once the room door was shut and pushed me over towards the bed. `So, falling asleep in the bed of one of the new guys, you really are insatiable’ He began to undo my broach, then grinned and let go of it and pushed me on to my back. Soon I had my legs up and pushed back towards my shoulders, exposing my cock, balls and arse. `Let me see what you have been up too’ I was giggling with laughter as he sniffed around my cock and balls, he propped my ankles over his shoulders and I could hear him sniffing loudly. `Hmmmm, no smell of a young guy’ He chuckled to himself and grinned down at me, then vanished under my kilt again. I felt his wet tongue lick along my cock, his fingers gripped my rapidly swelling shaft; delicately rolling back my foreskin exposing the head; the tip of his tongue concentrated on my cock lips, delicately flicking across them. `Hmmmm, still no taste of anything other than my boyfriend’ I tried to reach his head with my hands, but he kept escaping them. My words dissolving into laughter `I haven’t done anything; I haven’t done anything’ `Oh well, time to rectify that then’ I felt his warm breath blow across my wet cock lips; it sent tingles down my shaft. Then his warm mouth engulfed my cockhead, his tongue caressed the glans, over under and around, always finishing up toying with my cocklips, I was gripping the sheets pushing my head back into them, feeling my cock involuntarily straining as it pushed out my sticky precum. Forts made a satisfied grunt and his tongue, dug for more precum, lapping it up hungrily. His hands slid down my thighs and forced my arse higher into the air. I began to undo my broach and kilt belt and sporran, the material with no support, now fell away, Fort’s head appeared from under the cloth. `Hey I can’t see’ I wiggled myself upright and began to undo his belt `That’s because I want to do you, get up on the bed and lay on your back’ Fort’s grinned `I don’t need telling twice’ He staggered to his feet on the bed, swaying above me, he pulled off his remaining clothes and lay down grinning. `How do you want me? He then lay flat `Like this? Or this? He pulled his legs back showing off his cock balls and taint I scrambled over to him `Oh, definitely legs back’ He hooked his arms round his thighs and lay back, his huge balls hung nearly touching the sheets, his semi hard cock swayed and bobbed, its ataköy escort fat bellend glistening in the light; I licked the swollen head, tasting his sweet yet salty nectar; I am sure I mumbled. `Oh yes’ But it was lost as I held his cock to the side and buried my face and nose deep into his exposed ball sack. My senses went into overdrive as his hot musk coated my nose and mouth, I licked across his right bollock, the flavour intensified, my tongue moulded to its shape, lips parted and forming a perfect oval, as I sucked it into my mouth. I rolled it round and round, the course black hairs giving up more and more of his scent. My fingers stretched the wrinkled skin flat; deeper darker flavours flooded my mouth, driving my tongue into a feeding frenzy. I swapped to his left bollock, my chin now shiny with my saliva, I rolled it round and round, enjoying the mind fuck his pheromones were giving me. I eased back, dragging my nose and tongue down his ball sack towards his taint; his essence grew stronger, I lifted his balls sac with my nose; his bollocks falling either side of it, like saddle bags, my senses again overwhelmed at the intense fragrance and taste this close to his taint. I breathed in his scent again and then kissed the joint of his scrotum and perinium; I heard him moan above me. I eased his scrotum and balls up with my fingers exposing his smooth taint, course dark hairs followed the creases either side next to his legs, leading like landing lights to his pink pucker, it tightened, pulling the skin taut as I blew across it; another moan. I leant forward and kissed it; I swear it kissed me back; another groan. A longer kiss, my tongue tracing round the little ripples leading to the centre, I eased the tip of my tongue against it; feeling it gently pulse in anticipation; I spat and began working his pucker with my wet tongue, massaging it open, forcing my self deeper, slowly, so slowly his hole opening for me; his moans reaching a crescendo as he pulled my head hard against him. His balls began to bounce off my forehead, glancing up, I saw he was wanking faster and faster, his rock hard eight-inch shaft; his bellend wet with precum. He saw me looking up and pushed his straining shaft and bellend down to me, I moved my lips closer to it, he smeared the throbbing head against them coating them in his sticky slime, he pushed harder, I let his cockhead into my mouth, my tongue, licking up the dribbling goo, smearing his spirit against the surfaces of my mouth. I sucked his thick cock to the back of my throat and then took a deep breath and swallowed, taking his bellend into my throat; it had taken me a while to master it, but he groaned appreciatively like it was the first time again, he eased himself backwards and forwards, moaning. `Oh, Davy’ I eased him out, his cock was now coated in the slime lubricating my throat; I smeared one of my fingers in it, then a deep breath and I swallowed him down again; rewarded with another deep resonating groan as my throat gripped the shape of his cock and my rigid finger first toyed with and then pushed into his warm tight hole. I knew exactly what I was looking for, my finger sank into him slowly and began gently exploring and fucking his hole, stimulating his boynut as my throat massaged his throbbing cockhead. His balls tightened to either side of his thick shaft, his hips began to hump up and down on the bed; either way impaling him either deeper in me or me deeper in him. His hands clamped either side of my head; my signal to pull back, I wanted his cum in my mouth not disappearing straight down my throat. He cried out as I felt his cock flare in my mouth and his arse gripped my finger vicelike; pulse after pulse left his balls and pumped into my mouth, thick rich and dreamy, I let it gather in my mouth coating my tongue in his essence, his cock and arse humping until fully drained and he collapsed back onto the bed. I let his cockhead slip from my mouth and eased out my finger from its warm den. Slowly, I crawled up his hot sweaty body until we were gazing into each other’s eyes. I showed him my mouth full of his cum, he opened his and slowly I dribbled it into his, we swapped it back and forwards until it was all gone, he sat up `I wanted to make love to you’ `Well, the night is still young’ ** Later or was it earlier down in the first year’s dormitory one of the occupants stirred. He sat up in bed having been woken by the morning sunshine, glancing across the space between the bunks, he saw Harry was still asleep across from him. He hung over the side and peered down, Beresford likewise, was still asleep. He quietly clambered over the side and dropped to the floor, taking the small black case from his locker. He quickly opened it and then went to the dormitory door, pulling it open he stood in the doorway: Reveille time, barely able to control his laughter, he puckered up and pursed his lips; silently counting down in his aksaray escort head, three, two, one. ** Athol picks up the story I carried on with my rounds every hour on the hour, at one in the morning, I slipped and one of the doors banged shut; as I tried to sneak back out, I felt a little hand tugging at me, looking down I could see it was Niki, he was dragging a small blanket; which he had clutched to his chest. ‘Are you okay little fella? Niki still looked half asleep, I picked him up and he snuggled into me, I wrapped the blanket round him and went to lay him down again, but he wanted to stay with me, he snuggled tightly up to me; I knew now why Bruno called him his little monkey. Back in the staffroom, I got myself comfortable and pulled Niki closer again wrapping the little blanket he held on to tightly round him. It wasn’t long before we were both fast asleep. * `Jesus Christ’ I leapt from the chair, poor Niki fell from my lap and landed with a thump and grunt on the floor; his eyes shot open and he glanced at the door, panic written across his face. `It’s okay Niki, it’s okay’ I ran to the door as the piercing bugle notes wailed throughout the Castle, I could hear doors opening around the Castle and footsteps running, I ran towards the sound, Niki close behind me. `What on earth are you doing? I could barely believe my eyes by the entrance to the first-year dormitory was a naked boy; not itself unusual as the school had a no night clothes rule, but he was stood blowing a bugle. `Stop, stop you will have the whole place awake’ The bugle squeaked as the boy stopped blowing. `What’s your name again? I couldn’t for the life of me remember any of the new boys’ names, `I am Beresford Mr MacDonald Sir’ `Right Beresford, well your already in serious trouble, not a good start on your first day’ `Athol, oops sorry Mr MacDonald’ It was Davy, Forts and him were both standing naked too having run down the stairs. `Davy, No, I don’t care how new they are there is no excuse for this’ `But Mr MacDonald, that boy is not Beresford, that’s Jeffries’ I must have looked as If I was doubting him, Davy repeated `This boy is Jeffries’ Niki jumped up into Fort’s arms, wrapping himself around Forts naked waist and reaching up to give him a big kiss. `Fort’s can you look after Niki, I think he thought we had been invaded again’ Fort’s pulled Niki closer `Come on little fella, let see if the kitchen is open’ Niki nodded and put his head onto Fort’s hairy chest. `Right Davy and you boy, follow me, and give me that bloody bugle’ I headed for the staffroom. `Athol, can I get him some clothes first? `Yes, I supposed you had better, then straight to my office’ * Davy and the boy appeared a few minutes later, the boy now in his school Uniform; Davy with a towel around his middle. `Right, boy, what was that all about? I held up the bugle, I saw Davy look away; it didn’t look like he liked my approach. `Well! boy? That was it, the boy burst into tears, Davy looked at me, mouthing “Can I? I nodded, Davy crossed to the boy and put his arm around him. `It’s Ron Jeffries, isn’t it?’ The boy let out a sob and nodded, before Davy could say anything else, Jeffries began to blubber. It was right at this moment that the door opened and Fort’s ushered in the other two new boys all now in uniform, apart from Fort’s who was stood barely covering his decency with a tea cloth. `I’m sorry Sir, I had to wake up the orphanage every morning, or I would be beaten, I am sorry, I thought I had to do the same here, please don’t hit me’ Davy went to put his arm round the kid who flinched and leapt out of the way. `Its okay, I wasn’t going to hit you’ The boy stopped; this was bizarre, was that a grin at one of the other boys I just saw? I couldn’t be sure. Forts stepped forward, Jeffries forced a smile `Please don’t let him hit me Mr Dragon’ With that he leapt into Forts arms, Forts dropping his tea towel as he did, Jeffries hands seemed all over the place; even gripping Fort’s cock for a moment. Forts didn’t mention it, just comforted the boy `Ron, it’s okay, you’re not in trouble’ I looked at the assembled and couldn’t help thinking I had been had. ******************** Folk’s Thank you for taking the time to let me know you’re enjoying this story. There’s nothing more rewarding than hearing from you with suggestions or even just that you’re enjoying the story, please email me to let me know. 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