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Subject: Operation Pied Piper – Part 86b 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. Every little helps. 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, great to see you but what’s going on? I was about to tell him when Dima, crawled the short distance to where Forts was seated, gripping both of Fort’s hands, he pressed his forehead to them and then looked into Fort’s eyes. `bratt, moi davno poteryanny, bratt’ (Bother, my long-lost brother) Ouranoff and Niki, dropped to one knee and bowed their heads and raised one hand. `Vashe Vysochestvo’ Torcall turned to me, `Now, I understand that. But why are they calling Fort’s “Your Highness”? ******************* Operation Pied Piper � part 86b Gary Continues the story The news was good, those two would not be able to threaten the peaceful life of Castle Fraser. I changed my mind and instead of heading back to the walled garden, I slipped back through the new doorway I had discovered and headed down the stairs, I had been unable to get Brookmeyer to join me, he really was a Nancy boy; frightened of spiders. I slipped along the corridor, past the two guardians; their battle broadswords held high. I knew the route well now, having said that the studded oak door to what had been Athol’s fathers’ study, still took my breath way. I took the key from my sporran and turned the old lock, I had decided to keep this door secured, what it held too important to risk anyone else stumbling on. With the oil I had added, the lock now turned easily, I eased open the door once more and reached for the lamp I had placed on the small table by the door; I hope to get the electrics working again, but that would take time and involve me replacing all the material coated original cables. Taking hold of the oil lamp, I slipped up the glass chimney and turned the small wheel to reveal more of the wick, my nose immediately smelling the paraffin the lamp ran on. Holding my lighter to the wick, I watched the flame splutter round until it met itself and the flame became one, I lowered the glass chimney, the flame settled down and with what appeared to be a surge of light, the room illuminated before me; it’s once white washed walls now turning yellow, or was that just the light from the lamp? The room was roughly eight feet wide by twelve long, it had a stone barrelled ceiling and a stone flagged floor, betraying that at some point in the Castles history this had been, a store room, or may be a strong room, that would explain the heavy studded door and what would have been in its time a very expensive lock. Either way, this was just the antechamber to a larger room, another door way had been cut through the wall to a larger rectangular room next to it. I went through into it. Now this was a panelled room with a large stone fireplace, above the fireplace hung a painting of the old Laird; Athol’s father, I remembered the one which had hung upstairs in the Castle, this was so different, the Old Laird’s face smiling, his two sons with him, a teenage Athol standing to his right-hand side and the other seated on his left knee; just a small boy. In the top left corner, a scene of a mausoleum, the face of the Laird’s first wife and Athol’s mother a ghostly overlay, diagonally opposite in the bottom corner a white angel hovered; the face unknown to me yet so warm and familiar, over a small plain white headstone; just as it sat in the local church yard down the road. In the top right-hand corner, a young Mr Finlay, in a British first world war uniform, clasping the hand of another male similarly dressed; yet their uniform; almost translucent, partially hidden by the image of a face, one I didn’t recognise, hovering above. Completing the painting in the bottom left-hand panel a beautiful painting of Castle Fraser. I glanced around the desk I now sat in front of, the old silver frames holding all of the photographs the painting had been constructed from, the artist cleverly sewing them together; but the painting was an enigma, for as I well knew, the two boys had never posed together with their father. I picked up the heavy leather tome; It wasn’t an educational book, but a diary, the diary of the last Laird of the Clan MacDonald. I stroked the old green leather, one day I would be brave enough to open it and read its secrets, but not today. I sat in the gloomy light; the room seemed to embrace me, once again, I had carried out my sacred promise to protect Athol and the Clan MacDonald, that I had made to our father on his death bed. ** Archie takes up the story Athol, stood up, his hand on Fort’s shoulder. `Hang on, hang on, we don’t know if this is correct, yet’ Torcall, moved closer to Davy `Have I come at a bad time? Davy shook his head, his eyes focused on Fort’s who now sat holding the Draco Constellation ring in one hand and the broken red dragon figure in the other, he was shaking his head, trying to take it all in; Dima was now joined by Ouranoff and Niki all three kneeling, all pressing their foreheads to his hands. Athol spoke again `Prince Dima, Count Ouranoff, please both of you stand up, we don’t know that Drageon is who you think’ ankara escort However, even saying the name Drageon, deep down Athol knew it was true, his adopted son was a lost Russian Prince. `Right, Dima, Ouranoff, Niki can you all leave now, we can all speak more later, I would like to have some time alone with my son’. The three of them were joined by the Air Vice Marshall and turned to leave, then Dima, stopped and mumbled `Not your son’ Digbey pushed Dima towards the door and then stopped, he stepped forward and introduced himself to Torcall. `Major, it has been quite a day, Count Ouranoff and I would be honoured if you would join us tonight; probably best to leave Athol and Forts alone, there will be plenty of time to catch up tomorrow’ Torcall nodded, he knew Digbey was spot on with his assessment of the situation. `Certainly, Air Vice Marshall, it would be my pleasure and who is this handsome little fella? Niki beamed up into the Majors face, Torcall bent down and ruffled his hair, I gave Torcall a wink as Niki took hold of his hand and led him out of the staffroom. Niki grinned back at me, I held my hands apart in the universal sign for a big one, his face lit up and his grip tightened on Torcall’s hand as he led him off down the corridor. Finally, the room was quiet, Athol stood squeezing Fort’s shoulder. `How about you two go and get showered and ready for bed, come back down in your dressing gowns and we can all have a nightcap and another chat’. Forts stood up and hugged Athol and then taking Davy’s hand they left the staffroom. Athol turned to me, he looked washed out `What does this all mean? Can he really be a lost Russian Prince? God, I need a drink’ ** Davy continues the story Forts and I showered and headed back downstairs in our dressing gowns, it was obvious Athol and Archie had been chatting, we were quickly handed drinks and sat down together on one of the couches. `So how are you feeling Fort’s? Athol was obviously worried about how he was taking the events of the afternoon. `I don’t know how I feel to be honest Dad, none of it feels like it can be real, yet, I have the ring and the red dragon figure’ Athol nodded knowingly `I really don’t think we are going to be able to verify anything, not while the war continues, I will speak to Mr Mishcon, our lawyer to see if anything else can be done’ Athol glanced at me and winked `Hey, looks like you maybe even richer than me’ His attempt at humour falling a bit flat. Forts squeezed my hand tighter. Athol took a drink, coughed and spoke again. `I know you gave the ring to Davy and the figure to Colin, but I really think they should be put somewhere safe, they are obviously far more valuable than we ever imagined’ Forts nodded and looked at the floor. That was it, I felt my bottom lip trembling as I struggled to keep my emotions under control, Archie spotted me and came over placing his hand on my arm, I heard myself sob, Forts turned to me. `Hey what is it? `Well, if you’re a Russian Prince, you won’t want to be with me anymore’ I began sobbing now, tears streaming down my cheeks, Fort’s wrapped his arms round me `Don’t be silly, I haven’t changed, I may not be Prince Drageonivanov’ `Fort’s you are, I know you are, how can you ever love a poor guy from London like me, it won’t be allowed’ Forts squeezed me tighter and wiped away some of my tears `Davy, you know I love you, I always will’ He turned to Athol `Dad, I want Davy to keep the ring’ `Fort’s son, that really is not a good idea, how about tomorrow we can go into town and you can pick out a new ring for Davy? The constellation ring is really too valuable to risk it being lost accidentally’. Forts looked at me, I stared back through tear filled eyes `Will that be, okay? I nodded, Archie squeezed my shoulder once more, `Athol, lets give the chaps a few moments’ Athol didn’t get a chance to say anything, Archie took his arm and led him out of the room. Forts slipped off the couch and got on to his knees facing me, his hands still wiping away my remaining tears. `I will always love you Davy, this doesn’t make any difference to us’ `But’ He pressed a finger to my lips and leaned forward, his lips gently pressing against mine, I pressed back; encouraged, his tongue brushed against my mouth, I opened it, meeting his tongue with my own, we kissed, just the two of us, I felt a glow inside, just the two of us; it was beautiful. I was aware Forts was undoing the front of his dressing gown, I glanced down as it fell open, revealing that hairy chest and throbbing cock I was so in love with. He broke our kiss and slowly stood up, his hands taking hold of mine he guided me to standing too, `I love you so much’ With that he led me over to Athol’s desk, he positioned me so I sat back on to it, his hands began undoing my dressing gown, I slid my arms out of it and he pushed it back off my shoulders. I rolled backwards, my legs rising, I bent my knees and held myself on my back, he shook off his dressing gown and stepped forward, his throbbing cock bounced against my balls and taint, he took hold of my legs and placed them up on to his shoulders, my feet either side of his head; he kissed each foot in turn. Then stepping forward, pushing his warm throbbing cock against me, I felt his wet cockhead delicately kiss my exposed pucker. He looked down at me and then grinning slid downwards to his knees, I felt his breath stir the delicate blond hairs coating my balls, I gasped as his warm lips kissed each of my balls in turn. I felt longing, I wanted more, I waited in anticipation; it felt like it was for ages, but in reality, it was a fleeting moment. His tongue, licked up my ball sac and stopped at escort ankara the base of my now throbbing cock, again he repeated this and again, my balls were churning in their sac, rising and falling, trying to stay in contact with his tongue; he obviously noticed, he let out a little chuckle. He began to muzzle into my balls and between them and my thigh, his hot breath heralding the imminent arrival of his hot wet tongue; another gasp from me as he worked his tongue deep into the crease of my thigh and began to flick and ease his way up past my ball’s sac to my pubes and then, seeing I had gripped my cock and was forcing it to stand upright, he licked from the base of the shaft, carefully following the delicate veins on its surface up to my cock head, he paused. I could feel my precum flowing from my cock lips, more warm breath engulfed my bellend as he watched fascinated; my body forcing out its honey dew. Then the ecstasy, as his tongue licked across my cock lips and gathered up my offering, his lips smacking together as the sweet salty liquid rolled over his taste buds. His firm hand took hold of my shaft and squeezed it hard, forcing out more juice for his waiting tongue, he groaned as he forced the tip of his tongue into my little cock lip slit, I ground my hips up to meet his tongue. He chuckled again, as a hand dropped to my balls and lifted them up, exposing my taint, I heard him giggle `Stop trying to distract me, with boy honey, this is what I want’ A broad tongue instantly followed the warm breath on my taint, he licked from the base of my balls, his head dropping until his tongue tip was close, oh so close, to my waiting, twitching in anticipation hole. Another hot breath and then he lunged forward, his mouth surrounding my pucker his tongue forcing its way into me; I groaned and lay back pushing downwards to open my arse further to his tongue, as the waves of pleasure engulfed me. I stared at the ceiling, biting my lip, I had one hand on my throbbing cock, I was wanking furiously, the other was on top of Forts black locks, grinding his face into my hole, my feet now hanging loosely down his back, he eased a finger in alongside his tongue, then a second, he gently rotated them easing me further open, even now Forts large thick cock, could take my breath away, he was always so gentle and generous, making sure I was fully ready to take him before plunging in. I wiggled my hips up and down, he got the message, his tongue pushed between his fingers keeping me well lubed as he finger fucked my hole open to receive him. Finally happy with his work he slowly stood up grinning at me, he leaned forward, his rock-hard cock again pushed into my balls, his lips met mine. `I love you’ `I love you too’ He stood back up strait, adjusting my feet and ankles so they hung just over his shoulders once more, I felt him grip his shaft and manoeuvred it till its throbbing head sat against my lubed hole. He grinned down at me `Ready? `Oh, fuck yes’ My hole opened as the pressure increased, I felt his bellend pop past my sphincter; it snapped to grip his shaft, it always did that, then eased to allow him to push even more of himself into me, he wrapped his arms round my thighs and pulled me closer to him, his pubes now pushed against my taint, his hairy balls gently pressing against my arse cheeks. I couldn’t resist it `Fuck me your Highness, fuck your bit of rough’ I hoped I hadn’t spoiled the moment; it was obvious that I hadn’t as Fort’s putting on his best Ouranoff voice bellowed `I Prince Drageonivanov, Prince of the Blood Imperial am going to fuck you, you lucky peasant’ I don’t know why I lapsed into my Scarlet O’Hara voice, probably because I didn’t know any Russian femme fatale’s. `Where shall I go, what shall I do? Our laughs quickly turning into moans and grunts as Forts began to fuck me, gently at first, then deep hard thrusts, I dropped my hands to the edge of the table and gripped tight to hold myself in place, my cock bobbing and weaving; swinging a pendulum of precum, as I was fucked hard. ** Archie takes up the story We finished our drinks and I looked at Athol `Have you got the bottle? He shook his head `I thought you had it’ `Come on let’s slip back in, they have probably finished smooching by now’ We giggled and sniggered like school girls as we crept back along the corridor. Athol, stopping outside the Linen Cupboard door. `Shoosh, listen isn’t that Torcall’s voice? I got my ear to the door `Yes, and Niki’s, good old Niki, I told him Torcall had a big one’ Athol guffawed `You didn’t? `Well, I went like this’ I held my hands about twelve inches apart and smiled, just like I had to Niki. Athol, grabbed me and pushed me against the door and kissed me. `Well, shall we go in here or head back to the misery sisters?’ It was obvious Athol was a bit pissed. He forced his tongue into my mouth. `Let’s get the bottle first and then we can join Torcall and Niki’ He nodded and we crept along to the staffroom door, I listened, I couldn’t hear anything, I quietly turned the handle and the door slowly swung open. I stopped, Forts was naked his dressing gown piled round his feet, he was fucking someone hard on the desk; I hoped it was Davy, but all I could see were two delicate feet hanging over his shoulders. Athol’s head appeared beside mine, he smiled and nodded and eased his way past me, he crept up behind Forts and gestured for me to join him, I slowly closed the door, as I got level with him, he pointed to the foot nearest me and made an exaggerated licking motion with his tongue; how Forts hadn’t heard us I will never know, lost in ecstasy obviously. With perfect timing Athol and I both licked up from the ankara escort bayan heel of the feet in front of us, to the toes, the beautiful feet twitched, Forts jumped. Athol leaned into his ear, `Keep going’ Forts gave one of his smiles as Athol watched me and together; starting with the big toe, we began to lick each of the toes in turn; our tongues curling round each of the dinky digits, before our lips took each into our mouths and we made love to them. I peered over Fort’s shoulder; phew it was Davy. Davy now realising it was Athol and me, smiled and let his feet be licked and kissed, I moved round and began kissing down his thigh, my target that wildly swaying glistening cock. Athol moved behind Forts and began to kiss his neck and ear lobes, pushing his fingers through his short hair, Forts turned his head to meet Athol’s tongue and together they snogged and moaned. Davy lifted his head as I gripped the base of his cock, Forts, had stopped thrusting as he began to snog Athol. I mouthed to Davy “Are you okay now? He nodded and lay back as my mouth engulfed his wet cockhead. I could immediately taste his precum, it was beautiful so sweet. I felt Davy’s hand reach under my kilt for my cock, which was now rock hard too, he toyed with my bellend wanking me slowly; I had a better idea. I eased off his cock and moved round the other side of the desk, shedding my kilt as I did, I clambered up and crawled forward, Davy let out a little squeal as he gripped my cock and pulled it down to his open mouth. All I had to do was lean forward a bit more and I had his hard cock in my mouth once more. I glanced up, Athol had shed his kilt and was now directly behind Forts, he had pushed Forts shoulders forwards; Davy’s legs fell to his sides. Athol’s fingers pushed into the mat of hair on Fort’s chest and found his nipples, he began to squeeze and roll them between his fingers, Forts, groaned and staggered forward a half step his legs getting wider; I knew where Athol’s thick cock was headed now too. As Athol spat on his hand and coated his bellend and shaft, he eased a finger into Forts; who groaned and sensually thrust deep into Davy, grinding himself against Davy’s taint; now Forts had no where to go and had to take Athol’s steadily advancing cock as it buried itself deep into him. Forts and Athol snogged deeply and then began to thrust forward together. Athol’s rock-hard cock forcing Fort’s ever deeper into Davy, I could feel Davy squirming under me, his hips writhing thrusting upwards and back, pushing his cock into my mouth and his pucker ever further down Fort’s cock. I pulled my mouth off Davy’s cock and stroked Forts hairy chest `How about we all adjourn upstairs? Forts was glistening in sweat, his nipples red and angry `Sounds like a plan to me’ Athol nodded and eased himself out of Forts. Forts leaned forward to Davy and kissed him `That okay with you Davy? Davy nodded. ** Lieutenant Brandt continues the story Davy and Fort’s bed was amazingly comfortable, I had been worried about my assignment before all that happened today, now I was just pleased when they said I could lay down until the Major arrived, I drifted off into a deep, deep sleep. I heard the room door open and then close; I opened my eyes; Christ it was dark, no one had come for me, the Major must be here by now, I was expecting to hear Davy’s or Fort’s voice, but heard neither, I could see a small figure moving towards the bed, I went to reach out to turn on the bedside light, but instead felt a small hand. `Davy, can I sleep with you, I can’t sleep’ I didn’t recognise the voice, it was only fare, I had to say something. `Davy and Fort’s are not here tonight, they leant me their room’ The figure hesitated, then a hand touched my face `Can I sleep with you then? I am frightened’ Before I could answer, I felt the bed covers being pulled back, a hand touched my naked chest, it stopped and then slid to my groin. `Your naked’ The figure gave a little giggle and then I heard a night shirt being dropped to the ground and a young boy climbed into bed next to me. Christ what should I do? `Maybe I should find Athol for you? My voice trailed off as a small hand wrapped itself round my soft cock, the boy gave a MMmmm noise and vanished under the blankets. `Hey no, you mustn’t …’ I gasped as my cock head was taken into a warm mouth, I immediately felt a surge in my groin as my cock began to swell, my cut head, began to flood with blood, the mouth and tongue began working harder, two little hands gripped my balls and gently kneaded them, I was soon at my full hard six inches. Fuck, this shouldn’t be happening, I know I had tried to talk Davy and Forts into bed with me at Fort George, but this kid was much smaller. `Little fella, I am not sure you should be doing this? `Please, I have never sucked a man’s cock before’ Another wave of pleasure washed over me as he took my bellend into his mouth again. `What did you say your name was again? `Bryant Sir’ **************** Guy’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. Other Nifty stories by this writer: `NightCam Fun’ � Gay/Encounters `Exploring my brother’ � Gay/Incest `Joshs Adventures series’ – Gay/Adult Youth `An Army life for me’ – Gay/Adult Youth/Military `Grandmas Bedroom’ � Bisexual/Incest `Dominic Online’ � Gay/Adult Youth `Vampyre’ � Gay/Adult Youth `Operation Pied Piper’ � Gay/Adult Youth `Scream if you want to go faster’ – Bisexual/Adult Youth `Red and Nick’ � Bisexual/Military `The Extraordinary Christmas Party’ � Bisexual/Incest `A Brother Used’ – Gay/Incest

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