Date: Wed, 21 Oct 2020 16:14:50 +0100 (BST)
From: "blackscar01@btinternet.com" <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 43

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He started to raise himself, I shook my head and kissed Brookmeyer; Forts
understood the message, I felt his body tense as his balls began to empty
into Brookmeyer, Brookmeyer gasped, his tongue thrusting deeper into my
mouth, we lay a spent heap of youthful bodies, our breathing slowly
returning to normal as we cuddled up to each other. It was then that I
heard and felt Brookmeyer begin to sob, I lifted his face, the tears were
dripping off his cheeks.

`I am so sorry, so sorry, so sorry for what I did, thank you, thank you'

Forts and I each wrapped an arm around him. The hatchet; hopefully well
buried. We all slept together that night, Forts and me, making love again;
after all, we had always said we would always be the last guys we made love
to each night.


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Operation Pied Piper – Part 43



Archie takes up the story


With Athol, handing me the Gary `issue' earlier and with the clock ticking.
I knew I couldn't put off speaking to Gary any longer, I made his way up to
Athol's room; where he had been left sleeping off his hangover and knocked
on the door.

`Come in...Oh, it's you'

Gary was sitting on the edge of the bed. I stopped in the open-door way
just inside the room.

`Don't worry I am just going'

He looked round the room, picking up his watch and putting it on. He stood
up facing me.

`But before I go...I want to say something'

He visibly swallowed as our eyes locked on each other's.

`... go on I am listening'

His bottom lip trembled; his face contorting as he tried not to get upset.

`I, ...I, wanted to say sorry to Athol, and to you for yesterday...well for
everything really'.

He looked away; straightening his clothes.

`Athol's family have always been so kind to me, and this is how I have
repaid them, and for that I am truly sorry'

He picked up his small case.

`Is that all your luggage?

He nodded, giving me a small smile

`I don't think you know; I came to the Castle with nothing, my parents
threw me out, and the Castle took me in; I left the first time because my
head was being fucked up.  Athol, when he arrived gave me another chance,
and now I am leaving a second time, again with nothing; because, I was too
fucking stupid to realise the great chance I had been given'

Gary was struggling to maintain his composure; I could see that from his
face.

`Well there it is...I am off now, please don't worry if I made any drunken
threats... I could never hurt Athol; he gave me another chance here at the
Castle and I threw it back in his face'

Gary's eyes glassed up, his voice breaking as he spoke again

`Can I see Athol before I go?

He looked at my eyes again, then as if afraid of that intimacy, he looked
away, before continuing.

`...No, probably not a good idea...it doesn't matter, it wouldn't be right,
but...but...please say goodbye to him for me...and to Forts and Davy and
Brookmeyer. Tell them, I was young and stupid and I am truly sorry...for
hurting them.'

He rubbed his face, he tensed, slapping his own cheek, biting on his lip;
fighting desperately for control of his emotions.

`Oh, and please tell Athol; I didn't mean what I said, Athol's father was a
cruel intolerant man; he lacked Athol's compassion and kindness. Athol will
be a great Laird, I am sure'

A large tear rolled down his cheek, he brushed it away briskly clearly
embarrassed, and obviously biting his lip again; struggling hard to keep
his emotions in check. He looked at me, his dark eyes meeting mine.

`Sorry, for getting upset, Mr Finlay and the last Laird, always said men
don't cry'

Gary seemed momentarily distracted, as if a memory had come back to him.

`...but I was just a boy...they just used me...they never showed me how to
be a man'

His voice trailed off; Christ did I just hear him correctly? He made eye
contact again and gave a nod of his head, he walked towards me, stopping in
front of me. I reached behind me, and took hold of the door handle, and
pulled the door closed behind me. I took a deep breath.

`Gary, wait a minute, sit down, I want to talk to you'

`Archie, please no offence meant, but no more lectures, I know what a pratt
I have been, and that I have brought it all on myself'

`Gary, please, sit down'

He set his case on the floor and slowly turned, as I indicated to the two
seats by the window table, he sat in one of them, me in the other. We sat
and looked at each other for a few minutes, not speaking, then I broke the
silence.

`Athol, has asked me to deal with you. I will tell you that until I spoke
to Athol earlier and he told me about your time at the Castle, as far as I
was concerned; you were leaving. I still had that in mind when I came to
see you, but you seem genuinely upset at what has happened and with your
actions. You know, that Athol has made me the Factor for the Castle
estates, you said yesterday, that you would never work for me as your boss,
do you still stand by that?

`I think the question is more, could you ever want me working for you?

`That is a good question and it depends on whether I can trust you to do
your job, without all the Machiavellian intrigues'

`Archie, sorry Mr Campbell, it's no excuse, but I was given to much power;
with no experience, the preverbal kid in a sweetie shop, I acted crazily,
and for that I am truly sorry, if you did decide to keep me on, I would ask
that Mr MacDonald, removes me from the Masters list and make me just the
gardener'

I stared into his eyes once more, seeing if I believed him, looking for any
trace I was being deceived. I stood up.

`Gary, I will have to speak to Athol, but I am happy for you to remain on
as the Head Gardener, in charge of the wall garden and field vegetable
crops, I will of course be your boss, do you think you could accept that?'

I put out my hand, Gary's eyes filled with tears

`You're willing to give me another chance?

He stood and held out his hand, shaking mine warmly.

`Thank you, Mr Campbell, I won't let you down or his Lordship'

He turned away still embarrassed by his tears; what had those two old
bastards done to him as a kid? I patted him on the back.

`Good to have you back on-board Gary, I will give you a few minutes and
then we must go and see Athol'

Gary, visibly distressed, he nodded and went into the en suite, I crossed
to the window; it looked like the weather was improving. Once Gary
reappeared, he looked better, his eyes were still red, but then, that
wasn't a surprise. We made our way down to the staffroom, Athol was at his
desk, reading files. His eyes went from me to Gary.

`Come in, both of you'

Gary took one look at Athol and lost it, bursting into tears, Athol got out
of his chair and put his arms round him, he looked at me with expectant
eyes.

`Athol, with your agreement, I have asked Gary to be the Head Gardener and
in charge of the vegetable field crops, he has asked that he is no longer a
Master and I think that is a good idea; he is happy to work under me, I
think he has something to say to you, your too'

Gary pulled back from Athol, again trying to pull himself together. With
his voice weak and breaking he dropped to his knees, clutching Athol's
hands. Athol spoke first

`No, no Gary, please get up, please'

He had to practically haul Gary up, Athol was now fighting to stay in
control too of his emotions too.

`MacDonald'

Gary used the official way of addressing a Scottish Laird, using the Clan
name.

`I want to thank you for this chance, I promise, I won't let you down
again'

His knees crumbled again and he fell to the floor, clutching Athol's leg
and kilt.

`I am so sorry, so sorry'

Athol looked to me, I gripped Gary's arm and helped him up.

`Come on Gary, let's go and get your office sorted out, I have a horrible
feeling you need a new door'

He looked into my face and gave me a little grin, through his tear-filled
eyes, he chuckled.

`Oh, I don't think I need one; will be for the best'

Nodding to Athol, I led him out; hearing the sobs of relief from Athol, as
I closed the door. I helped Gary tidy up his Office and then gave him the
rest of the day off.

`Am I still allowed to stay in my room in the Castle?

Now that was something, I hadn't managed to speak to Athol about, time for
me to make a decision.

`Yes, I think that will be okay, you have my permission, I don't think
Athol would want anything else'

We shook hands again and I left him, heading for the stables, the other
delivery I had arranged should be there by now.

`Archie, Archie, oh, sorry Mr Campbell. A lorry just arrived and dropped
off a load of tack and saddles'

Forts, was obviously excited.

`Good afternoon, Forts, come on then, show me what's here, where did you
get that jacket?

He was wearing an old green rubberised jacket over his black kilt one,

`Oh, I found it in the back of the tack room, is it okay for me to use it?
I didn't want to get my uniform one too dirty.

I nodded.

`Good idea'

He smiled and turned towards the tack room hurrying off, me in
pursuit. This was more like it the tack room hooks and stands now had
saddles, bridles and harnesses on them. I stroked the nearest saddle;
having a quick check of the girth strap.

`Can you ride Forts?'

`Me, no Mr Campbell'

`Do you fancy learning?

`Oh, yes please Mr Campbell'

I had a quick glance round, we were alone

`Forts, please, call me Archie when we are alone or its just Davy and
Athol; I keep looking round for my father'

He nodded and I laughed.

`Well Forts, Thunder, Baxter and Lightening are on their way here to the
Castle, they are bringing over the wagon you and Davy went in, so you will
have three more horses to care for from this afternoon, are you up to that?

Forts nodded enthusiastically.

`Once they are rested overnight, we can try saddling Thunder and Baxter,
maybe go for a short ride tomorrow, if you would like that?

Forts was grinning from ear to ear, he didn't say anything just hugged me
and kissed me square on the lips.

`I have set up a little kitchen area, Archie, I hope that's okay, with a
couple of old easy chairs from the Castle, I think it might have been an
old office anyway'

`Lead the way'

He excitedly walked me down to an insignificant looking door, proudly
standing back as he opened it, it was a small rectangular room with a
little window directly opposite the door on the other short wall, in front
of that stood a small table with a kettle and few cups on it, next to that
a small corner sink, down both of the other walls, where a selection of
unmatched low arm chairs, finishing the room was a small carpet runner down
the middle. Forts followed me in.

`Hey you have done great Forts, this is just super for you and the guys
helping with the horses to have a break in, well-done you'

He looked so pleased with himself, his eyes were electrified.

`So, you going to make me a cup of tea then?

He nodded enthusiastically as he turned to make tea, I sat myself down,
watching him.

`What are your plans, for the room above the entrance arch?

Forts looked at me and blushed; he knew the room I was referring too.

`I was going to leave that one as it is'

He smiled, as I winked

`Good idea, Forts'

He handed me my tea and then sat on the chair opposite me.

`Forts, I have something to tell you, I have decided to let Gary, stay on
at the Castle, how do you feel about that?

Forts just looked at me and took a drink of his tea, his eyes gave away
nothing.

`He is no longer a Master and will not be treated like one, he will become
a member of Castle staff like Mr Duncan, I have asked him to remain in
charge of the Kitchen Garden and the vegetable field crops'

Forts nodded; his smile gone.

`Well say something Forts'

`Whatever you and Athol, think is best Archie'

I leaned forward; his face was giving nothing away, God this guy could be
inscrutable too.

`Please Archie, just don't let him upset Davy again. I can take it; but
Davy struggles and worries...'

I interrupted him.

`Forts, listen, if he does anything or threatens you or Davy, I want to
know, do you understand that?

Another nod as he caressed his cup.

`I can't tell you all of the reasons for my decision, but I didn't make it
lightly, I promise you.'

Forts, just looked at me, his beautiful green eyes giving nothing away.

`Forts, I know it's a lot to ask and if wasn't for Athol's...Oh this is so
hard to explain without telling you everything. Can I trust you Forts? you
can tell Davy, but none of this must be spoken of again, do you understand?

He nodded, I got up and closed the door to the office, twenty minutes
later, there was a knock at the door. I nodded at Forts,

`Go on, it's your office'

He beamed

`Come in'

It was Billy, my friend and fellow horse lover.

`Ello, I've brought over Thunder, Baxter and Lightening'

Forts and I both got up; thank god Forts smile had returned again; he was a
wise lad, he had listened to everything I had said about Athol's and Gary's
upbringing, taking it all in; I prayed I was right to trust him.

With Billy's help we first put Lightening, into one of the vacant stalls,
Lightening was a stallion and carried himself like one, his coat glistened
and his eyes were little balls of fire, as he took in his new surroundings.

`Is this Daphne's dad?

I nodded

`A fine beast don't you think Forts? Always treat him with respect mind
stallions can be preoccupied sometimes and you might find yourself squashed
between him and what he is trying to get at'

Billy laughed and so did Forts, once he realised what I was saying. Thunder
and Baxter were both geldings and consequently much calmer, we helped Billy
manoeuvrer them and the cart through one of the double doored wagon
arches. Forts, slapped his forehead.

`Of course, that's why they have two sets of doors'

`Well horses don't have much of a reverse gear son; bright kid, Archie'

Billy laughed winking at me; I gave Forts a man hug.

`He certainly is'

Releasing him from my hug, I ruffled his hair; he blushed. With Thunder and
Baxter unharnessed, we put them into separate stalls next to each other.

`We are being watched Forts'

He looked round, his smile growing even wider as he saw Morag and Daphne
looking out of their stall; watching proceedings. As I spoke with Billy; I
watched with pride as Forts, got them all a net of hay and then spoke to
each of them individually, gently blowing up their noses as he slid each a
piece of carrot from his over jacket pocket. Billy nodded and smiled at me,
he recognised a fellow horse lover and was content. There was a cough from
behind me, I looked round, so did Forts.

`Mr Campbell, Forts'

Gary nodded to me, simultaneously, I felt Forts eyes on me.

`Would it be okay to speak to Forts, Mr Campbell, I owe him an apology'

I looked at Forts; he nodded and looked at Gary.

`Follow me and I will make us a cup of tea'

Good old Forts, I was torn, Billy was still here, but I wanted to hear what
Gary was saying too. If I tried once to get Billy to head up to the Castle
to get something to eat, I suggested it a dozen times; eventually I took
his arm and led him under the entrance arch, pointing him at the Castle.

`On you go, I will join you shortly'

With Billy finally heading off, I quietly ran back down to the office,
sneaking up to the open door. I couldn't hear any voices, I strained to
hear; nothing, no that was sobbing, I rushed in, startling both Forts and
Gary, who were hugging, both with tears streaming down their faces.

`Everything okay?

They broke apart, both nodding, Gary looked at me a bit worried

`I was just saying sorry, Mr Campbell'

Forts patted Gary on the back and looked at me

`We're fine Mr Campbell, all sorted'

`Good, good, Guys, I am really pleased to hear that, Now I have to get back
to the Castle, perhaps you can give Forts a hand to finish off here Gary,
and then both of you come up to the Castle'

Gary nodded, followed by Forts; I turned to leave, Gary's voice sending me
on my way

`Come on then mate, show me what's to be done'

I got back to the Castle as the tea gong was sounding, Davy and Brookmeyer
were standing by the gong.

`Hello boy's, how's things?......... Have you seen Mr MacDonald?

`We are good thank you, Sir. Mr MacDonald is in the staffroom I think, Mr
Campbell, Sir'

I nodded, hating this formality. Mr MacDonald was indeed in the staffroom,
I did a double take, he was sitting at the dining table, next to him was
Carstairs, opposite sat the twins; with an empty chair between them.

`Archie, good, your just in time, I had a place set for you between the
twins'

What was this all about? I won't be a minute, I will just quickly wash my
hands, Castle Fraser; it should be renamed Castle Surprises.

`Archie, change into your kilt at the same time, its formal for dinner
tonight, to thank these guys for everything'

I looked at Athol, he just grinned back. I quickly got washed and change
into my kilt.

`I'm back'

Four grinning faces greeted me, I squeezed in between the twins and sat
down.

`Archie, let me introduce our dinner guests the Smythe twins; Jonathon and
Anthony either side of you, and this is Carstairs next to me'

`I glanced at the twins, hello, boy's, so which is which?

They both giggled; it could be a long meal.

`Well at least I can work out your Carstairs'

Carstairs nodded grinning.

Athol stood up and tapped his glass, four faces looked up at him.

`Boy's, I invited you all here tonight to have dinner with Archie and me,
because of your excellent behaviour and help recently, it was really
appreciated and if it wasn't for what you did, the out come could have been
very different'

I sat listening to Athol, well that sounded very ambiguous. The boys seemed
please though, all three-nodding sage like.

`This won't be our only thank you, all three of you and Landers, will be
having a weekend at Archie's farm, just as soon as it can be arranged'

Athol, winked at me; another surprise. He then poured out three small shots
of Whisky and then a tumbler full for each of us, after a quick toast to
the school and probably their first taste of Whisky the boys decided on
squash with their meal; lucky we didn't have Forts and Davy eating with us.

The meal was excellent, served up by Mr Duncan, funnily enough; it had been
nowhere near as bad as I was expecting; lots of chatting and laughing. The
twins were as odd as a box of frogs, but so comical with it. I would never
have believed that two guys could be so synchronised in both speech and
movements, that added to their jet-black hair, strange haircuts and
piercing turquoise blue eyes, there was something intoxicating about them.

We were just sitting waiting for the cheese board; my couple `or' three
Whisky's were starting to make me feel nice and relaxed; giving me a warm
glow, you could say. Jonathon and Anthony were sitting forward talking to
Athol, when I suddenly felt two little hands, one on each knee. I was just
thinking how good it was that they felt comfortable with me, when I felt
the front of my kilt being slowly, slid back towards my stomach, now I had
been sitting with both my hands clasped on the table, suddenly Athol had
reached over and placed his hands on top of mine, I tried to pull them
back, but he held them tighter, my kilt was now getting very close to
revealing all.

I tried again to release my hands; probably my last chance before the hands
reached my cock, Athol gripped tighter, I looked up at his face, he smiled
and winked, just as the two hands gripped my now swelling shaft. I am sure
I let out a moan as my shaft was gently squeezed in two places on its
length, within seconds it was rock hard, a little finger ran over my
cockhead, dabbing at my cock slit; fuck I was leaking precum already. I
looked at Archie, he winked again

`Sit back and let these two get their sweet'

He let go of my hands; fuck it, I put my hands behind my head, interlocking
my fingers. There was a little shuffle next to me and both the twins slid
under the table. My thighs tingled as their breath toyed with the hairs on
my legs, reinforced by two little hands, these slid up my thighs to my
balls, each cupped one. The other hands continued to slowly wank my shaft
in unison, I glanced down as the precum as it tricked over my bellend and
on to my shaft. Just at that moment, they both looked up at me and smiled
as they leaned forward their little pink tongues lapping at the air; and
then at my cockhead. Another groan, I shuffled my arse down a bit,
spreading my legs wider at the same time giving them easier access.

Those little tongues worked the glans ridge, occasionally meeting at my
cock lips; lapping up my plentiful precum, the shudders of pleasure they
caused flooding through me, god this was so wrong, yet so good. Oh what
now; my balls were being gently pulled away from my body, stretching my
foreskin tightly back from the head of my cock, I felt myself throb as more
precum forced its way up to the waiting lapping tongues, the fingers on my
shaft, began to wank me harder and with more purpose, my balls still
stretched and stretching foreskin, my bellend pulsed, I threw my head
backwards, as I felt my cum leaving my balls, my synchronised twins, felt
the change and reacted instantly, their lips joined over my cock slit,
millimetres above me, my cum spurted in to both their mouths
simultaneously, their tongues hungrily lapping it up off my cockhead and
each other's mouths, I groaned, my hands only now dropping to cup each of
their heads, supporting them while, they lapped up their sweet.

I glanced at Athol; his head was back, his eyes closed, he was just cumming
himself, Carstairs, also on his knees sucking on Athol's large cock head
swallowing down his thick cum. I looked down as my cock; it was visibly
softening and those tongues the cause so much pleasure only moments before,
had now become exquisite torturers, I groaned and eased both the twins up,
I kissed each on the lips, tasting my cum, they both grinned at me and
clambered back into their chairs; that was something fucking else.

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