Date: Tue, 1 Nov 2022 20:29:29 +0000 (GMT)
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Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 133b

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                        ********************* Nathan pouted as Forts
reached for Nathan's glass and held it alongside his, "Not bad for an old
man, I suppose!" He chuckled.

I just managed to grab the glasses as the bed erupted, the two of them
giggling and shrieking as they began to playfully wrestle each other.

Nathan's voice piercing the giggles, "Old man! I will show you, you young
whippersnapper."

Davy was in hysterics as Forts and Nathan wrestled naked. I touched his
arm, "Hey, it looks like we are missing out on more fun!"

He nodded, and we both began pulling off our clothes and leapt into the
fray on the bed.

                       **********************

Operation Pied Piper – Part 133b -

Davy picks up the story

I had a quick glance at the bedside clock, its luminous green hands showing
one thirty. I snuggled back into Forts, the wetness between my arse cheeks
unmissable. I was embarrassed. It had been an amazing night with Nathan and
Percy, but maybe it had gone too far. Time would tell.

Forts and I had finally got back to our own bed. My head was cradled in the
crook of his arm, his hand draped over my shoulder, the fingers of his left
arm delicately toying with my nipple.

He glanced down at me. "Are you okay? You have gone all quiet. Didn't you
enjoy yourself?"

I felt myself blushing as I nodded. "I just feel a bit of a slag."

Forts and Nathan had ended up shagging both Percy and me side by
side. Then, they had... swapped places.

I shuffled on to my side to face him, my eyes gazing up at his, deep down,
enjoying the feeling of security, the coarse hairs of his chest on the side
of my face.

Forts cocked his head, "You're not a slag. Don't be silly. I thought it was
fun. I hoped you were enjoying it, too."

"I did." I squeezed tighter against him.

He tweaked my nipple, and chuckled as I winced, "You know I did..." He
hesitated, looking suddenly concerned. "You're not upset about me fucking
your uncle Percy, are you?"

I blushed, "How could I be? Nathan fucked me too."

Forts winked, and squeezed me, "That was so horny to watch."

"Well, as long as you don't mind. I think I got a bit carried away. I'm
sorry."

"Davy, don't be daft. It was fun, we are still allowed to have fun, aren't
we?"

I nodded, "As long as you know I still prefer being with you!"

Forts squeezed me again and smiled.

I rubbed my fingers through his chest hair again.

Forts kissed the top of my head, "I loved it all... Especially your tongue
exploring my arse." He giggled.

I reached for his nipple and squeezed it. "It was you who stopped me from
doing that!"

"Oh, no I didn't!" He grimaced, trying not to laugh.

"Yes, you did." I stared into his eyes while I squeezed his nipple harder,
"You said I was supposed to be seeing who had the biggest balls, not
licking your arse."

Forts gripped my hand, squirming as he tried to break free of my squeezing
fingers, "Yes, but I didn't think you would actually stop."

I released his nipple and gave his chest a playful slap. I manoeuvred
myself up, hauling myself over him so I was sitting on his lap, facing
him. Forts was rubbing his nipple, "That hurt!"

Before he could react, I made a grab for both of his nipples.

"Noooo," he cried, thrusting his hips upwards as he tried to escape me.

I sat tight, holding him with my thighs. I could feel myself grinning, this
time I was being much gentler, rolling them both between my fingers, while
I simultaneously ground my arse against his cock and bucking hips.

A sly look of recognition flashed across his face. Half laughing, he
gasped, "Hey, hey... What are you up to? Don't start something you're not
prepared to finish."

"No one said I wasn't prepared to finish it." I smiled and pushed my lips
to his. My tongue snaked into his mouth. He moaned, and I felt his tongue
push back into mine. I continued wriggling my hips over his now swelling
cock. I broke our kiss and slowly planted fleeting kisses across his cheek
to his ear.

I nibbled the lobe and whispered, "Would you like me to do it all again?"

He let out a groan, "Oh God, yes, but we don't have any of that oil."

I chuckled, "I meant lick your arse, but...," I reached to the bedside
table. "As for the oil, Oh yes... We do." I retrieved the small bottle that
Percy had slipped me as we left. I grinned at Forts, waggling it,

His eyes lit up, and his face broke into a big smile. "Let me do you
first. Come on, spin round."

I got myself on all fours and felt Forts' fat cock knock into me, leaving a
wet sticky smear on the back of my thigh. His hands gripped my arse's
cheeks and eased them apart.

"Head down and spread your legs a bit wider, darling."

I did as he asked and melted as I felt his breath on my hole. Delicately,
he kissed it, moaning, "Wow, you took quite a battering back here." Then a
giggle and I heard him smack his lips, "Tastes of cum, too."

I groaned, "Yes, yours..."

His tongue flicked over my sensitive hole again, "Nope, that bit was
Nathan's..."

"Hey..."

He chuckled again and pushed his flickering tongue deep into me.


**

Athol takes up the story

Archie and I hadn't slept much. Andrew had ended up between us in the
bed. It was the only way we could get him to settle. It was a pity Draco
didn't realise we all wanted to sleep. Just as we managed to drop off, he
would wake and holler. This would set off Aaran and then Andrew.

As I clambered out of the bed, I woke Archie perched on the far side edge
of the bed. He looked round, panicked, as the bed moved. I smiled,
whispering, "Sorry, I need a wee."

Archie's head spun to the starfish that was little Andrew. "Shush, you will
wake them all up again."

I nodded and headed into the ensuite. Sneaking back into the room, I
glanced quickly at Aaran and Draco sleeping in their cots. I lifted one of
Andrew's arms and slid gingerly back into the bed.

Archie was now wide away, his eyes dark from little sleep. "Do you think
Davy and Forts are up yet?"

I tried not to laugh. We had only had them for one night... Having said
that, it did seem longer.

"What time is it?" Archie hissed.

I glanced at my watch, "Nearly six."

Archie moved, whispering, "Forts and Davy must be up now."

I laughed again, this time out loud. "You're joking. I bet they are having
a relaxing lie in."

That was it, Andrew gave a little cry and then sat up. He looked round as
if trying to think where he was, then spotted Archie's face and he broke
into a big smile. "WAKE UP, GRANDAD!"

Archie groaned and then smiled back, "Hello, little fella."

Andrew got onto all fours and crawled on top of him. "Can we play?"

I had to laugh as Archie tried to "shush " Andrew. I clambered out of bed
once more. Andrew, well, he began jumping up and down on Archie.

Archie looked defeated. I smiled, "I will put the kettle on."

*

By seven o'clock, Draco and Aaran were also awake and demanding their first
feeds of the day.

Archie was sitting in his underpants, yawning, feeding Aaran while I burped
a now very awake Draco. Andrew he was still jumping up and down on the bed
shouting.

Archie chuckled, "Remind me to say no next time they ask us to look after
everyone!"

We hardly heard the knock on the door for the bedlam surrounding us. The
door opened and first Forts', and then beneath that, Davy's head appeared,
peering round the door.

"Can we come in?"

Archie jumped up, "Yes, they are ready for you... to take away..."

Davy laughed.

Little Andrew spotted them both and stopped bouncing on the bed, "DAVY,
FLORTS." He jumped down and ran to Forts and Davy.

Forts swept him up into his arms. "Hello, did you have a good time? Did you
sleep okay?"

Grinning, Andrew nodded.

Archie's voice was just loud enough, "I am glad someone did."

Forts was grinning. He scanned the room before cheekily asking, "What
happened to the den?"

Hearing that word, Andrew started getting all excited, jumping into Forts'
arms, "Den, den, den."

Archie turned away, muttering, "Uncle Forts will make you a den in his
room!"

Forts smiled and winked at Davy. "Oh, did grandad not enjoy playing in the
den?..."

"It's not funny, I nearly had to sleep in it." Archie moaned.

Forts grinned and walked over, "Ahh Mum. We were hoping you would have them
both again tonight."

Momentarily thinking Forts was being serious, Archie's face changed,
"Noooo... We are busy, aren't we, Athol?"

I just shook my head and got some cups, "Tea, both of you?"

Davy winked, "That would be lovely Athol, thank you. How have Draco and
Aaran been?"

*

After tea, Forts was on his knees in his kilt, chasing around after
Andrew. Every now and then there were great shrieks from Andrew as he
managed to flip up the back of Forts' kilt, revealing his bare bum, which,
for some reason, Andrew seemed to find hilarious.

I glanced at my watch, "Do you mind if I put the news on?" I crossed to the
radio and turned it on. The radio slowly came to life as the tubes heated
up.

"This is London, and this is the nine o'clock morning news on Thursday the
5th November 1942, from the BBC. In what is being called the battle of
Santa Cruz, the American Pacific fleet have badly damaged two carriers of
the Japanese Navy and shot down many of their aircraft. In further news,
the Germans are in retreat from El Alamein. Herr Rommel's forces are in
full retreat and being chased by the British Eighth Army."

Davy had been listening intently, "Some good news at last!"

He was right, but I couldn't help thinking that somewhere in Japan,
Germany, Britain or the United States, someone would soon be grieving the
loss of a father, husband or son.


**

Harding continues the story

After lunch, I was really pleased when Davy popped his head round the door
and asked if Lillis and I would like to go for a walk with Vlad, Andrew,
Draco, and Aaran.

Lillis was far from totally recovered, but he was able to get up and have a
walk. He seemed genuinely pleased that Davy invited us along. I would have
to keep an eye on the time, as my colleague Professor Hamilton was due to
visit today to see Lillis as well.

It was definitely getting chillier and a bit of a wind was blowing in from
the hills, but nothing a decent coat couldn't keep out.

Vlad greeted us as we exited the castle, "Hello Professor. Hello Lillis,
how are you feeling today?"

Lillis nodded, "Stronger each day, thank you, err, Father Vladimir."

Vlad shook his head, "Call me Vlad. I am your friend, remember?"

Lillis smiled and nodded. Vlad smiled at Davy and me, then turned back to
Lillis, "You can walk with me and Andrew, we haven't had much of a chance
to speak alone this week."

Lillis looked apprehensive. Vlad grinned, "Come on, I am not going to try
to convert you."

That produced a big smile. Then little Andrew held up his hand to
Lillis. Lillis looked overcome for a moment, then took Andrew's hand and
the three of them walked off in front of us.

Davy seemed to be holding back, fussing, making sure Aaran and Draco's
little woollen hats were on securely.

"Professor Harding."

"Davy, I expect you to call me Con."

Davy smiled, "Forts and I have been speaking about whether Draco should be
circumcised."

I had quite forgotten about that conversation. So much had happened since
we had last spoken about it, it had completely slipped my mind.

"To be truthful, I thought you had decided against it."

"I will be frank with you, I am not keen... But I am also worried that if
we don't get it done now, it will have to be done when he is older and
remembers it." Davy began to walk.

"How does Forts feel about it?"

Davy sighed, "Like me, really. That being said, we both feel if you could
do it so that he will be like Forts' one, that would be okay."

"Well, that could be done. When were you thinking of?"

"Soon really. I know Maureen and Gary want Aaran done, too. Not savagely,
you know, like Forts' cock again."

I smiled, "Old Forts setting a new trend, huh?" I gave a little laugh,
"Okay, well, I can probably do them both here at the castle, if you were
happy with that."

Davy nodded and hugged me, "I would prefer that to be honest."

"Okay, let's aim to get them both done early next week."

Davy nodded, his voice quiet, thoughtful. "Don't take too much off
through... Just so he is like his dad."

*

We soon caught up with Vlad, Lillis, and Andrew at the mausoleum. I was
straining to hear their conversation as we approached. They were dead
heading some of the last of the summer flowers, the ones Forts and Davy had
replanted. I don't think either of them were aware of our approach.

I could hear Lillis, "I can't understand why I did it, Vlad. I really
can't. I can see how much I upset everyone. I just didn't think." He
hesitated, "No, that's not true... I just didn't care."

Vlad seemed to take his hand, "That is all in the past now. You know what
to do. Now just get yourself better and show everyone that other side of
you I have seen since we have been chatting." Vlad chuckled, "And keep Mr
Nasty in his box."

Lillis smiled and nodded, then turned as he heard our approaching
footsteps. "Hi you two."

Andrew ran to Davy and hugged his leg. "Daveeeeey."

Davy bent down and ruffled Andrew's hair, "Hello again."

We all stood chatting for a few moments, helping dead head the last of the
flowers.

"Oh, one of the doors is open." He nodded towards the imposing double
bronze doors of the mausoleum, one of which was ajar. "Do you think we can
have a peek inside and see how it is coming along?" Davy began walking
towards the door.

*

Luckily, one of the builders was inside and was happy for us to have a look
around. The exterior was now nearly completed. The interior still had some
work to be done until it was finished, though. I was amazed how bright and
airy it was inside, the decision about the glass roof was inspired. The
builder took on the role of our unofficial guide. He explained how he was
just putting the last touches to the repositioned Daphne memorial statue.

Davy walked up to the statue, bowed, and then went through a little ritual,
touching each of the bronze doves. He stood back, then lifted his head and
stared up through the glass cupola above.

He stood in silence for a moment and then turned back to us as a large tear
rolled down his cheek. "... Forts will be pleased... He is sure Daphne and
Theodora would have gotten along... and he didn't want Theodora in here all
alone... Until another one of us joins..." his voice faltered and he bit
his lip.

Lillis looked uncomfortably at the floor. Vlad crossed to Davy and put his
arm round him. "She won't be. I will visit them both every day."

Davy nodded, swallowing hard. He reached down and picked up Andrew. "Thank
you... Come on, I had better be getting this lot back."

We thanked the workman, and all moved back outside.

"There you all are." It was Professor Hamilton.

I looked at my watch, "Oops, sorry time ran away with us. Lillis, this is
my good friend and colleague, Professor Hamilton."

Lillis glanced between us. Hamilton approached him, his hand extended,
"Very pleased to meet you, young man."

Lillis nodded.

Hamilton turned to Davy and Vlad. "Hello Davy, Father."

Davy smiled, "Hello Professor. It is good to see you again. Is Gary with
you?"

For a moment he didn't answer, then smiled, "No... Not this time." His eyes
said everything. "Gary wasn't feeling as well this morning."

Davy nodded, "Well please tell him we are all asking after him and looking
forward to when he can come back to the castle."

Hamilton nodded, "I will." He turned to Lillis, "Now how about you and I go
for a little walk... It is Cornelius, isn't it?"

Cornelius Lillis nodded, "Yes, but only my mother called me that. Please,
just call me Con."

Hamilton gave me a wry smile as we made eye contact one last time. Then
turned, and the two of them walked off towards the walled gardens.


**

Will takes up the story that evening

We had been on the new farm for nearly a week now. Dad had been getting
things set out just how he wanted. Each evening, after we had returned from
the stables, he had excitedly shown George and me around what he had been
doing. I hadn't heard him whistling while he worked for years, he seemed
and looked genuinely happy.

Mum was the same. Was it relief written across her face? She was certainly
different from when we used to live on the Dalrymple Estate.

The day after we moved in, a Mr Duncan, the Castle's cook had turned up
with a young chap Landers. They had brought with them several large boxes
of both preserved and fresh produce vegetables, fruit, flour, and even a
joint of beef. Apparently they had too much up at the Castle and if we
didn't take it, it was going to be thrown away. They had also brought half
a dozen hens and a rooster, which were apparently surplus to requirements
too. There had been a long silence as we waited for father to say
something. All of us watching him, including Mum, we had never seen so much
food.

Dad didn't say much, "Well, if it is going to be thrown away... Then thank
you. I am sure we can make use of it."

Mum was so obviously overjoyed, I thought she was going to kiss Mr Duncan
and dad for that matter. George and I helped unload the cart and put the
food into the pantry, ready for Mum to store it how she wanted.

Dad placed the chickens into the old chick coop, remarking it was the
cleanest chicken coop he had ever seen. Watching Mr Duncan and Landers
exchange glances, it dawned on me, Archie had also worked his bits off
getting the place nice for my family.

*

We had all finished our evening meal when Mum announced it was bath
night. She opened a cupboard and pulled out a large tin bath. "Look what I
found."

Mum began putting pans of water on to the woodstove to heat the water.

"Douglas, you can go first, then you Will and then you George, then you
Hamish, together with Peter."

Hamish stared at the stove, "Are we going to have warm water?"

Mum nodded and hugged him, "Yes, son, we are."

He ran round jumping and punching the sky, "Yes, yes, yes!"

Well, this was a first, at the old house, we all used the water trough
outside.

"What about me?" Morag was sitting, looking cross, with her arms folded.

"You don't want to be naked in front of your brothers. You, Nancy, Jess and
me will bathe tomorrow morning while they are all out working."

Morag pulled a face.

*

Later that evening, I crept into what the family was now calling the boys'
room. Archie had put in a set of bunk beds, in addition to a double bed
that had already been in there.

Hamish and Peter were in the bunk beds, while George and I shared for now
the double bed. I hadn't broached the idea Forts had of me having my own
room above the stables at the Castle yet with my parents, I was really not
sure how they would take it. Dad still needed me helping out on the farm
frequently, even after I had finished my day at the stables and Mum, I
think she just needed me close.

I stripped off and pulled my nightshirt on. The room was pretty dark, just
a faint glow from the moon coming through the curtains. I slipped under the
sheets and blankets, chuckling to myself as I stretched out and waggled my
toes. Simple pleasures, well, have you ever slept in a bed with five
others?

I lay staring into the dark, thinking about how things had changed since we
had met Forts and Davy.

"Will, did you see dad in the bathtub?" It was George.

"Hey you are supposed to be asleep." I whispered back.

"I can't sleep... I think there is something wrong with me..."

I turned over towards him, "Something wrong. Why?"

"I only have a little bit of hair on me and my cock is tiny compared to
dad's. What is yours like?"

I dawned on me that Will had been sent out to put the chickens away when I
had my bath, so he hadn't seen me.

"Well, it's okay I suppose." I wasn't sure what to say.

"Can I see?"

Now I had a decision to make. "I am sure you are okay, just turning from a
boy into a man." I realised how useless those words actually were, that had
been what dad had said to me. I shook my head in the dark, remembering how
unhelpful they had been to me.

"Can I see though?... Colin was saying we should all shower at the stables,
I don't want him laughing at me."

"We can't put the lights on, we will wake up Hamish and Peter."

George grunted and turned away from me. "There is something wrong with me,
I know it!"

"George, give me your hand. I will show you tomorrow at work, you will be
able to see because it will be light then."

I reached for Georges' hand and pulled up my nightshirt. I placed his hand
on or around my belly button. He gasped as his fingers touched the hairs of
my treasure trail.


**

George takes up the story

I had seen Will with his shirt off many times, so I knew he had been
sprouting hair for a while in places that I was still as bald as a coot
in. I had seen the thickening hairs under his arms and the patch in the
middle of his chest between his nipples. From this patch on his chest a
very thin column of hair ran to his bellybutton, there it seemed to form a
knot of hairs. That was as much as I had seen of Will. Then tonight, I had
seen dad naked for the first time. I couldn't believe the size of his cock
or how hairy he was.

*

I held my breath as Will put my hand on his stomach. I could feel coarse
hairs, then his bellybutton.

"Have a quick feel now and you can see it in the morning." He whispered.

Delicately, I felt round his bellybutton, my fingers toying with the
hairs. They only seemed to head in two directions, up and down. I shuffled
up on to my knees and pulled back the covers.

"What are you doing?" He squeaked.

"Just getting comfortable." I settled back, sitting on my calves.

"Don't take too long." He whispered.

I could now use both of my hands. I let one slide up his chest to the thin
patch of hairs between his nipples. His muscles tensed as I explored, his
breathing coming in gasps as he wondered what I was going to touch next. I
felt for one of his nipples. His body froze, and he held his breath. I
rolled the nub between my fingers.

"What are you doing?" he groaned as I squeezed his nipple again.

"Is that nice?"

"Colin, you are just supposed to be checking my body out."

"I am." I whispered back.

He groaned again and shifted his hips. I moved my other hand down the
thickening column of hairs towards his groin.

His hand slapped on top of mine. "You will have to stop there for now." He
sounded slightly breathless.

"Why! I haven't reached your cock and balls yet?" I felt his hand tighten,
holding mine as I tried to move further.

"Tomorrow, we can't now."

"Why? You promised."

"I'm hard, we can do it tomorrow. You shouldn't have played with my
nipples."

I ignored the bit about his nipples. "Hard? Really? Can I feel it?"

Will let out another groan.

"Please."

Will pulled his hand away. I slid mine about an inch lower before coming
into contact with his spongy, hard, wet cockhead. I had been playing with
my own cock for a few months now and my cock had leaked stuff, but never as
much as this.

"It's soaking, is it okay?"

"Yes... It's just because you are touching me. Now hurry... So, we can get
to sleep."

I had no intention of hurrying. I took my forefinger and touched it to his
cocklips. His bellend throbbed again, and I felt more of his warm goo belch
out over my finger tip. I shuffled downwards, so I was kneeling directly
over his cock and balls.

"What are you doing?" He hissed.

"Just getting comfortable. I won't be long."

Using my other hand, I gripped his shaft and stood it vertically.

"Your cock is huge." I whispered excitedly, "Mine is nowhere near as big as
this."

"You're younger than me." He gasped as I slowly slid the skin back,
exposing his cockhead fully. His shaft strained in my clenched hand. He
moaned again.

I ran my sticky finger over his glans, tracing down his frenulum, then
round under the glans ridge.

He squirmed, gasping, "George, you have to stop."

I ignored him, and began slowly wanking his throbbing cock, while keeping
up my forefinger, toying with his glans.

"George... Please... URGH."

His hips began rising and falling as he forced his cock to fuck my hands'
tight grip.

"Shit, I am cumming..."

I wished I could see. His breath became ragged as blobs of thick wetness
splattered down on to my arm and oozed all over my fingers.

I was sure he was blushing as he finally got his breathing back under
control.

"Happy now? See, we are just the same. I am just a bit more advanced than
you."

"Thank you Will." I was smiling to myself as unseen, I licked the thick cum
off of my fingers.


**

Forts picks up the story the following morning

"Oh Forts, do you have a moment?"

I turned to see Gregor, Mr Duncan, waving me over to him.

"It won't take a minute."

I smiled and slipped into the kitchen with him.

"A couple of things. First, I dropped off the supplies like you asked to
the Murrays."

"How did they take it?"

"Actually, well. I made up a story that it was all surplus to what we
needed."

I gave him a hug, "Thank you Gregor. I was worried, in case they suspected
it was too much like charity."

"Now, what was the second thing?"

"Wait here." I watched as Gregor hurried off to his office, returning
moments later with a box. "I was hoping both you and Davy would be here,
but here you are. My sister just finished them, she sends her apologies for
the delay."

He put the box down and opened it, inside were three teddies.

"This is for Draco, this one for Arran, and this one is for Andrew. She
didn't want him to feel left out."

                       **********************

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