The Pervert And The Virgin – Part Forty-Four

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“Caryn, Holden and Bernadette you are all in some way linked to people who enjoy spankings.” Juliet said. “I have invited Holden and Caryn to watch because I want them to see it is clearly more about the internal than external despite how it might seem. Bernadette you are spending time with Adam who is a true and brave submissive. Braver than many grown men who pay me for my dominatrix services. Morgan is closer to a switch because of his love for Adam and his desire to satisfy Adam's needs.


I do not expect you to see this through to the end. We will leave the door unlocked and you are free to walk away at any time. We all know people have different limits. Rohan has a lot of adrenaline flowing through him because of his adoption. His energy is all over the place. Rohan also has two decades of meditating and lots of practical experience of emotional pain. He has learned to diffuse and transform it to a degree I have seen in no other. The more he works with Lao the more he seems to be able to handle emotionally and physically.


You are welcome to speak with J, Leslie and me tomorrow if you have questions or are upset by what you see tonight. Err on the side of caution and leave sooner. Adam and Dylan are especially well versed in the dynamics of giving and receiving a spanking. Tim went further than he's ever been the other night. I think he is still coming to terms and finding a way to express it but by all means ask him questions. None of you have to join us. This is merely an invitation because I think it might help you.”


None of them left but it was a very subdued group that entered the sparring room. The scurvy knaves and Tim had seen the last epic spanking. There was no doubt this would be another epic spanking. I was looking forward to it. A second good thrashing in a week was just what I wanted. Tim took my clothes and hung them up for me. Juliet had me stand within arms length of the wall but I started by placing my hands on the back of my head.


“This is a special day so I am going to let Tim begin the spanking.” Juliet said. “Nod when you are ready Rohan.”


Three deep breaths later I nodded. Juliet let Tim know I wouldn't need much of a warm-up but some warm-up was always good to let the body know what was coming. A dozen swats warmed me up nicely. Before this had begun I'd called my Lady up within me to sing healing songs within me. She waited until the warm-up finished before adding some martial songs. I got the sense she was very watchful. The sort of feeling you get when somebody is staring intently at your back. I smiled when I heard Holden say “Ouch!” as Tim spanked me harder.


My ass was still sporting the remnants of Tim's fine performance a week ago so the sting grew stronger quicker. I clenched and unclenched my cheeks between blows. With each breath I sought to drop deeper inside myself. I quickly found the sweet safety of sub-space. Before I went deeper I chose to linger there for another dozen or two smacks. There was the sound of shuffling but nobody left. I noticed Holden and Caryn were standing in front of me. I gave them a smile of reassurance. Then I closed my eyes and dropped out the bottom of sub-space.


Perceptive as always Juliet took over from Tim. He also stepped to the front. Bernadette and the scurvy knaves were the only ones standing where they could see my ass. The paddle worked its way down my cheeks and back up them. Changing the angle Juliet worked the edges. She used a change in pace rather than mere brute force to keep me on my toes. The force of her blows did occasionally drive me to my toes.


Surprisingly enough it was my Lady who brought things to an end. She sang a song of honor and respect loudly within me. This brought to mind Vernon's teachings of honor. How one needed to respect the body. When the mind can endure more than the body it is often not honorable to do so Vernon had told me many years ago. There are times when you push the body a little to grow stronger but cautiously, respectfully and mindfully he had added. The boys comments about checking in on my body daily and honoring its requests came to mind. I reached upwards and outwards with my awareness from the still space inside of me. My body would bear more if I wanted. Questing some more I got the sense the adrenaline had settled. To continue now would be dishonorable.


“Thank you Juliet.” I said calmly. “I think that's a pretty decent paddling.”


“Rohan I think you have finally seen the light.” Juliet said. “I am so proud of what you just did I could burst with pride. Caryn for Rohan to ask me to stop before I choose to stop is unheard of. He has this fear of not being strong enough to make it through a spanking.”


“I'd say he just made it through a lot of them.” Holden said. “I cannot bear to look at his ass. Maybe a month from now.”


“Then let us look at it.” Christopher said entering the room with Garth. “I don't think Rohan will mind you helping us Caryn.”


“No he won't.” my housekeeper said entering the room with Tracy. “Tracy also needs to learn. While you help these Hospitallers I'll speak to Juliet about why she is so proud of Rohan when he is sporting such a well-beaten ass.”


“Rohan asked me to stop.” Juliet said simply. “Yes before I finished.”


“Then everything is fine.” my housekeeper said calmly. “Rohan when these lovely people have finished treating you we are going for a walk. You and Dylan can help each other Tim. Rohan can manage. I think we will find he isn't nearly as uncomfortable as you.”


“Come along Tim.” Dylan said taking his hand. “You won't get anything out of Dad for a while so we might as well put this time to good use.”


“I'll answer all your questions soon enough.” I promised kissing Tim. “You were magnificent again. Thank you and enjoy your time with Dylan. My housekeeper has waited a long time for this day. Vernon has waited for more than a decade. Tomorrow you and Juliet might enjoy breaking the news to Vernon. Juliet will explain it as well if not better than me. Sweetheart it might take a day or two for me to understand what has happened and the shift that has taken place. I'm beginning to think it might be a day or two before the crowd behind me gets done with my behind.”


“Hush my Love.” Tim said. “Enjoy the attention being lavished on you. Come along Dylan. Let's go frolic in celebration. We'll grab some beer along the way. I'm buying.”


“Very good of you Tim.” Dylan said pausing to kiss me. “I might not fully understand yet but if Juliet is proud of you and your housekeeper isn't scolding you with an ass like this then I'm proud of you to.”


“You can get dressed now Rohan.” Garth said. “We'll leave the salve outside to door to your room. We'll talk in a few days. I know there's a lot of people wanting an explanation. We'd enjoy listening in on Juliet and Tim's conversation with Vernon. Thank you.”


“We'd love to join you for a beer Rohan.” Bernadette said. “You've given me a lot to think and talk about with these two lads. I can't believe there is any debate about this being an epic spanking or not.”


“They're just teasing.” Holden said. “This is an epic spanking. I have a long ways to go.”


“That's okay because I have a long way to go before I can take such a beating.” Caryn said kindly. “Join us for a beer Tracy. Holden's buying.”


Adam and Morgan stood next to me with an arm around me from either side. They told me they still spoke to Elaine and had chatted with Leslie about the dynamics in their relationship. Adam thought Morgan and Bernadette needed time alone tomorrow night but they were adamant he stay with them. I suggested he check with his heart instead of his head. Let them have some time together while you work in the forge I suggested. Tavish always has some stuff that needs doing and Bram would like to join them. The two of them were glad I had stopped the spanking partly because of what they had asked. They knew a lot more about my fear of caving in under the paddle than the others. I left it to them to explain to Bernadette later. Tracy promised to explain it to Caryn and Holden when they returned from seeing the other three to the cottage.


My housekeeper and I walked them back to the manor then headed out on our walk. I began our chat by sharing what my Lady had done in her song selection. Then I shared what Vernon had taught me about honoring the needs of the body. Yes it is about balance I agreed. I hoped my reasons for calling it to a stop would change but ultimately keeping my promise to the boys to listen to my body was the only thing on earth capable of making me stop. Keeping a promise to them is the only reason I will run the risk of ridicule or being called a coward.


“Rohan I cannot imagine anybody calling you a coward.” my housekeeper said. “Adopting the boys and allowing Charles to adopt you took enormous courage in my book. The fighting takes courage but you can tell yourself you've put in years of training. You've made it through lots of sparring bouts so you have confidence. There is no training course in being a dad. You have to figure it out as you go along.


None of us know all you've been through. There is still the matter of you being homeless. I can guess from what I've heard and the people I've seen come back in your life recently but I do not know. You will tell us when the time is right. We're doing just fine without knowing so don't rush. There are more important things for you to work on. Staying unmarked when you spar with Charles is one of them. I'm pretty certain the two of you will mark each other. You are too evenly matched to go without a nick. My comment was just to stop you from being lazy and getting nicked every day. I'm glad you are chatting to Vernon again.”


“I am as well.” I said. “So is my butt. I'm pretty certain my Lady is as willing to sing for you as I am.”


My Lady was so I stood holding my housekeeper's hand and sang. I sang for an hour before my housekeeper told me she was ready for her bed. Even though I planned on being outside for a while I insisted on walking her back to the manor. Tracy was waiting on the steps for us. My housekeeper went inside and got us a beer so we could join Tracy in a drink. I caught the cushion she tossed my way and sat down between them. The full moon hanging over the moor was spectacular. We drank our beer in silence. I walked them to their room before heading to see how Dylan and Tim were doing. They were asleep in each other's arms in the regular bed. I set the salve on the nightstand and left without disturbing them.


I walked the grounds for the rest of the night. When I stopped singing to rest my Lady filled me with song on the inside. There were all sorts of healing songs. Where my housekeeper was willing to let the results of my spanking go my Lady wasn't as forgiving. I asked her not to give my housekeeper or Tracy any tips on scolding me. They did a good job without her help. Her scolding got started when I commented on the number of healing songs. Obviously I had not seen my ass. Was I waiting for my forties to become a man? Or maybe even my fifties? A little boy trying to prove a point even though it hurt him was how my method of dealing with adrenaline appeared to her. How many songs would I have to listen to before I realized there was another way? How many times did I have to repeat the Tai Chi sequences Lao had taught me before I chose to apply them to myself? Did she really need to remind me about the powers of the mantra or did I just want to dust those off for use at cocktail parties? My thought about needing some sleep got bitch-slapped before it had fully formed. Wasn't I paying attention? Songs, mantras, Tai Chi she reminded me again.


When Tavish came out to stretch before his morning run I was doing Tai Chi in the yard. He was happy to have me join him on his run. I took off my blazer and shirt and we were off. Today instead of a personal best time he chose to go for personal best in distance. I pushed him hard for the last mile back to the manor. He cursed loudly when I picked him up and dropped him in the trough. Tracy came over and asked him to repeat some of the Gaelic curses a little slower for her. A dripping Tavish kissed her when she pulled a bottle of scotch from behind her back and offered it to him. When he headed off to his cottage to get ready for the sunrise meditations I went in to the kitchen to prepare hot chocolate for everybody.


“I'm pretty certain all this chicken in wine wasn't in the fridge when we made dessert last night.” Tracy said handing me a gallon of milk. “When was it done?”


“I'm not certain. Around two or three.” I said. “The important thing is it got done. Bram will be happy to cook it in the fire pit.”


Tracy helped me make the hot chocolate. The staff helped me deliver it to the others. I put a drop of scotch for flavor in Lance's travel mug before they arrived. Charles beamed with pride when Lance told us he preferred the whiskey flavor to the brandy. A true Scot at heart Griogair agreed. Bram grumbled a little when I said we would get the chicken started after we'd welcomed the day. Sanne swatted him and kissed me. Tim remarked this was a complete reversal.


Getting the chicken in the Dutch ovens and out to the fire pit didn't take long with everybody helping. I learned Fionola didn't have to mention the little bird that suggested waffles and sausage was call a Rohan. Abby knew who to credit. Griogair told me he was glad I enjoyed wearing my kilt but it needed a breather. Dylan and Tim got charged with getting me out of it and in the shower immediately after breakfast.


“There isn't a lot of cooking left my Love.” Tim said. “Petersen and Leif will help you later. You've been out in the cold for most of the night. Thawing you out might take all morning.”


“Is that what we're calling it now?” Caryn asked. “Keep him busy for a while but don't forget your chat with Vernon soon Tim.”


“We'll be up to relieve you in an hour.” Adam said.


“Better make it forty-five minutes.” Tim said. “I'm not missing his reaction.”


“Okay we'll be up then.” Morgan said. “We'll make it easy on Rohan and bring Lawrence with us.”


“Sweetheart we aren't going shopping until after you've seen Rohan.” Richard said. “We might not go shopping today. Oh gods I can't believe I just said that.”


When we left the room Lawrence was saying how this might be an absolutely splendid day. The shower sex was splendid. Soapy, lithe bodies rubbing against each other always raised the spirits of those involved. Cocks got raised pretty quickly as well. I slipped inside Dylan and held still for a moment so Tim could slip inside me. We were still going at it when the other two fucketeers joined us. I pushed Dylan down to his knees so they could stand over him and feed me their cocks. Their entrance was our signal to get a move on. I unloaded with a mouth almost overflowing with cum. Tim got in another three strokes before he filled my ass. A quick rinse and we were drying each other off. Tracy entered to give us a hand. She gave me a robe to wear while the others dressed.


Tim led me to the closet and opened the door. Hanging in the closet were four more traditional Scottish outfits. Three of them were more casual with sweaters instead of blazers. There was a smart brown jacket on the other. The kilts were all Middleton tartan. Looking down I noticed another pair of boots. These were brown. Lawrence knew what to expect and had walked over to stand close to us. Remembering balance and honor I kept it to one special kiss. Tracy hurried me back in the bathroom to get dressed so Tim could see me in my casual kilt attire.


“Rohan I have Vernon on my laptop so you can thank him.” Juliet said entering the room. “Oh my lord but you look magnificent. How Tim is keeping his hands and mouth off you is another miracle. I can believe it isn't easy Tim. Better say thank you quickly Rohan so we can get Tim away from temptation.”


“Vernon I will let Juliet and Tim explain it in greater detail.” I said sitting down at the desk with the laptop on it. “I think you will understand if I simply tell you I believe that day you were waiting for finally arrived yesterday. I haven't been marked for two consecutive days.”


“What Rohan isn't saying is he has marked me twice.” Charles said stepping up behind me. “My own damn fault for giving him such a nice sword. Thank you Vernon for all the help you've given my son.”


“You have done as much in your own way to help Rohan.” Vernon said. “Today is the day you celebrate Tim joining the Order. Is everything ready? No I don't need to see. All of these men here wouldn't hold you in such high esteem as a sword master if you didn't know where to go for just the right sword. Now we must chat or else I will be late fetching Ingrid from the station. Rohan I think today she is testing the amount of starch in the bed linens and the angle the curtains are hanging at.”


“That's Ingrid all right.” Caryn said laughing so hard she fell of the couch. “Perfectly put Vernon but she's so much in awe of working for the head of the Order she is doing too much. After last night I can understand. I'm more than a little in awe myself.”


“We'll be leaving here in a couple of days to show the guys some more of the Winchester and Blyth project.” I said. “My housekeeper and Leslie will help her get over it. Now have a lovely chat. I'm off to steal some kisses on my way to the kitchen. This outfit ought to get me a few on its own.”


Salad, bread and dessert was all we had to make. Once the dough got set aside to rise we started on the dessert. We'd prepared extra bread dough so we had fresh bread for sandwiches at lunch time. A few slices toasted with some Parmesan cheese went great with our soups. Garth assured Fionola it was no trouble at all for us to make lunch as well. Charles agreed none of us were pretty enough to replace her so her job was still safe. He kissed her and led her out to the garden to explain Sanne's tweaking.


While the boys were sparring Catherine took me for a run before putting me through a workout. She proved quite a challenge in our race and it was just my longer legs that got me back ahead of her. Lance laughed when he saw me doing pushups with Catherine standing on my back. Nancy placed him in Catherine's arms despite my protests. Lawrence told me later it made for a great picture. Tim couldn't decide if it was sweat or ice on my face. He decided it was ice because it was so cold out there. Low fifties maybe even dropping into the forties he told us. Definitely ice. When Dylan pointed out ice formed at thirty-two or below Tim let him know he hadn't factored in the wind-chill.


Tim's speech was short but heartfelt. He thanked everybody for staying and let them know he wouldn't have walked this path if it wasn't for their love and encouragement. Adam let the others know that would be his excuse if it didn't work out. Tim let us know that having found such a family it had already worked out. Griogair helped me open and pour the wine. I didn't want anybody tempted to taste it before the toast. When I explained my reasoning Tracy let me know her curiosity would likely consume her. She bravely resisted sipping while she waited for the toast.


“Light, love and life!” Tim said raising his glass high.


“Light, love and life!” we responded.


Startled gasps and murmurs of delight filled the room. The gang had not been here for the wedding and were tasting the wine for the first time. My housekeeper bravely kept drinking her expensive wine saying it was delicious. Before sitting down she did go over and hug Tim. She told him no matter how much the wine cost joining the Order had made me so happy and proud it was worth every penny. When the main course was over Tim hugged her from behind. He let her know that watching her enjoy this ridiculously expensive wine without any qualms was the best blessing of his decision.


Tim kissed the chefs for making pecan pie with the apple and blackberry pies. Dylan warned me not to be lulled into a false sense of security by his calmness and the simple thank you. I put it down to the wine. A lovely wine Adam agreed but he sided with Dylan. Morgan tugged my head down for a kiss and asked if the wine cost more than three hundred a bottle. I whispered doubling that would get him close.


“Tim has insisted on including a bottle in our picnic basket tonight.” Morgan said softly. “Would you mind if the three of us spent a few minutes alone with him in your room before we go to the cottage? Thank you Rohan.”


“This is something you will have to grow into Tim.” Charles said when we were all gathered in the sparring room. “I agreed it was fitting to get it for you now. Whenever something like this is available for sale I try to buy it. There aren't too many. I had a hard time deciding between three of them. Rohan reminded me of his feeling technique. Griogair please remove the cloth.”


Lying on the table was a sheathed broadsword. I estimated the pommel would reach Tim's armpit. Dylan and Adam supported Tim who stood with his hands over his mouth. Charles told us Vernon had paid him the same amount he had paid for the sword. I lifted the sword and presented it to Tim with it lying across my arms. He drew it with both hands and managed to keep it from dropping to the ground. He held it upright so we could all see it.


“Please my Love, would you mind sparring with it for me?” Tim asked.


“I'd be honored.” I said quietly. “Now if only I could find a sparring partner.”


Griogair suggested ten minute bouts instead of twenty or thirty-minutes when Charles, Christopher and Petersen volunteered to spar with me. Tracy handed Tim a glass with whiskey to knock back. Then she handed him a beer to take outside. Bram, Tavish and Columba turned the lights on in the yard. Carrying the sword had been enough to let me know it was exceptionally well-made. The balance was perfect and for a broadsword it felt so light.


My bout with Christopher started with a few regular swings and parries to get our shoulders loose. Then it became close quarter fighting. A lot trickier with the broadsword. Instead of using the point like we did with the short sword this was more about pushing your opponent off-balance or forcing his sword wide. The weight of the sword would make it impossible to bring it back in time to defend yourself. I snapped Christopher's head back with an elbow strike to the underside of his jaw. Keeping the blade barely away from his skin I held it next to the side of his neck.


Petersen was more direct in his attacks. I let this bout run its full ten-minutes. This gave Tim the chance to see and hear the sound of his sword in action. When we finished Petersen told Christopher he didn't fare any better than him. He knew why I hadn't taken my opportunities to end the bout earlier. They decided they needed a beer. Some of the maids had thoughtfully brought out trays with beer. I took a moment to drain a pint.


“Athair we must honor this sword as it deserves.” I said as I stepped up to fight. “Are you with me on this?”


“How could I turn down such an offer?” Charles said with a grin. “What do you say we give Tim an idea of what broadsword what-for looks like Son? Griogair you won't need to keep time on this bout. Grab yourself a beer and make certain we have plenty of room. More. That's better. Light, love and life Son.”


“Light, love and life Athair.” I said jumping forward and striking diagonally from left to right all in one motion.


Charles parried but the force shook him. I pressed him hard. Shrugging my shoulders a little I got my arms swinging fully. This was to honor the sword and Charles so I gave it my all. There in the yard I learned just how effective Lao and Catherine had been with their workouts. In a true fight I would have no qualms using chi. Tonight it could be nothing more than pure physical strength. What joy it was to let flex my muscles literally and figuratively.


My Lady shared a Gaelic war chant with me. I chanted as I pressed Charles back and back. There was no way I was going to take a single step backward. Each time I placed my foot on the ground this became my last line of defense. Charles' skill made it a fight. A one-sided fight but he held me off and in a battle might have bought enough time for others to help him. Tonight one-on-one all he could do was delay my victory. I wasn't going to mark him so I hammered at his sword from all angles until finally his hands couldn't hold on any more. A cross strike tore the sword from his hands. Charles had the skill to know it was over and was releasing the sword a split-second before the blade struck. This saved him a very sore wrist and torn ligaments. He stood in front of me unarmed.


Holding the sword in my left hand I pulled Charles into a hug with my other arm. Then still with my arm around him I shouted out the Middleton clan war cry. Charles, Griogair and Columba joined in. When Tim asked Christopher how you could counter the attack I had unleashed on Charles he told Tim not to forget his archery practice. Petersen agreed an arrow from a hundred yards was the only way. Leif told Tim it was why they wore such heavy armor in the past.


“Light, love and life just before you try to kill each other seems a little ironic.” Dylan said as he approached us with a tray of beer. “I'm glad Lawrence had the sense to record these bouts.”


“When you've settled down a bit you can present Tim with your gift Dad.” Adam said.


“Good but first I need to find Catherine.” I said. “Catherine I've never been close to this sort of strength. Please don't try to explain it. Tracy and the other students are better able to deal with that knowledge. All I want to say is thank you.”


“You're welcome Rohan.” Catherine said. “I must say you surprised me as well. Seeing you work without chi was a real treat.”


“One quick question before I go spoil Tim.” I said releasing her from a hug. “Would you and your boyfriend like to run a gym that combines your knowledge with Lao's? Discuss it and if you decide you'd like that please give Frederick a call. Whenever you are ready. Tim get your cute butt over here. Tracy why doesn't he have a beer in his hand. The lad has to get past tipsy to slightly drunk tonight.”


“My Love I'm not likely to put up a fight when we get to our room.” Tim said but he took another beer from Tracy. “You know I'm not normally one to protest gifts but tonight is becoming overwhelming.”


“Well you better prepare for lots more tonight.” I warned. “That's part of why you are getting a little drunk. After this we'll play darts and dance for a bit before the next round of gifts.”


I led Tim over to where Lawrence had set up his tailor's dummy. The dummy was wearing a suit of leather armor with long sleeves. Somebody had even strapped on his arm bracers to give him an idea of how he would look. On the chest was the Middleton coat of arms. I held him close because were not done yet. Christopher and Garth approached from behind the dummy and draped some chain mail over it. That was their gift to him. Then Leif and Petersen presented Tim with a simple conical helmet, boots and a round shield. Tim kissed them all. Griogair held out a wooden box to Tim. This proved too much for Tim who collapsed into Griogair's arms after he looked inside. When he had regathered himself a smiling Tim held up a gleaming light mace for us all to see. Adam told me that Maciej would be so proud.


On the way to the games room Tracy handed Tim a mug of the tea I'd been drinking these past few days. He gave her a thank you kiss, drained the mug and asked if there was seconds. Tracy handed him a flask. There's no game tonight but there is one tomorrow Caryn told him. She convinced Bill and Adriana to stay until we left on Sunday. Intrigued they agreed to watch a game with us. Then we danced which helped Tim shake off some of the effects of the alcohol. This meant we could share some more beer together while playing darts. Leslie came over to say everything was ready when we were.


“Let's call this a draw and get on with the last of the gift giving.” I suggested. “Then we can get naked with Dylan for the giving of some intimate gifts.”


“Fair enough.” Tim said. “I'll let you escape defeat because you did me so proud with the broadsword. Where are we headed? Our room. Well it looks like we'll be putting on a show for a large audience. No I don't mind.”


“Tim this is from the rest of us.” Leslie said as we gathered in front of the closet. “I'm certain you will find many blessings in your time with the Order. This is our gift to help make your journey more comfortable. Hold Rohan tight.”


“Before you open that closet I want everybody here so I can kiss them.” Tim said. “Abby guard the door.”


The closet contained an entire winter wardrobe in the Russian style. Lawrence had done some research so he could include some historical pieces. There were also pieces of clothing worn by the Cossacks that Tim could use during weapon training. I let him know I'd offered to cover some of the cost but the others had donated so much Lawrence had ordered an extra two pieces.


“We might have to call him Comrade Timofei for nine months of the year.” Adam said.


“Scoundrel I never thought I'd ever be warm in Scotland.” Tim said with a huge grin as he fingered the thick winter coat. “This might just do it. I'll test it tomorrow morning.”


While Tim dispensed thank you kisses I had Adam, Morgan and Bernadette line up behind him. Keeping Tim's back to the other three I told him to stand right there without moving until told to move. Then I calmly left the room to wait with the others at the foot of the stairs. I explained to them what was happening.


“Rohan just how much are we talking for each bottle of wine?” my housekeeper asked.


“Seven hundred and some change.” I said. “Yes the three cases for tonight cost just over twenty-two thousand with the case discount and before we leave on Sunday we will finish every bottle. I don't care about anybody's station. Your kindness makes everyone worthy.”


“Nice to work for a boss who appreciates good plonk.” Tracy said. “I'm not certain I would spend that much on a bottle but I have to say it was superb. Easy to understand why they ask so much for it.”


“Your husband gave your housekeepers a bottle to share.” my housekeeper said. “Rohan it will be a pleasure to find somewhere quiet and drink it with Tracy. We'll give him until tomorrow to recover before we thank him.”


“Good idea.” Morgan said leading Tim down the stairs. “He took our thanks pretty well.”


“They should have allowed me to put on my chain mail.” Tim said. “They've certainly been making good use of their time in the cottage. I don't think I'll be able to bend my toes for a week and that's not because of the cold.”


Laughing we headed toward the door. I carried a sleeping Lance to his bed. Then we saw the other three to their cottage. Now that he had made his decision to stay at the cottage I let Adam know I thought he'd made a good decision. Griogair lifted Dylan on to my shoulders for me. I didn't want him trying to escape before I finished with him and Tim tonight. My housekeeper told me to stay in my room until I joined Tavish on his run. Dylan dropped from my shoulders to the middle of the bed. Tim and I swarmed over him and had him naked in record time.


“Now what Scoundrel?” Tim and Dylan said together and burst out laughing.


“Now you eat ass.” I said. “Get him nice and wet for me. While you're feasting unfasten the front of your pants.”


Reaching to the bedside table I pulled out some lubricant. I simply squirted some on my hand and reached under my kilt to lubricate myself. Handy things kilts.


“That's enough.” I said pulling Tim off Dylan. “Ass up Dylan.”


“Fuck that's hot!” Tim said as I draped my kilt over Dylan's hips and started fucking him beneath it.


“Do you mind.” I said laughing when Tim slid his head under the kilt to watch the action.


“No I don't mind at all Scoundrel.” Tim replied.


“Oh fuck!” I groaned when he started licking my nuts. “Damn I love kilts. Where do you think you're going?”


“Dylan has to see it.” Tim said as he started shedding his clothes. “I know you can keep fucking him and still fuck me in two minutes. Where did that bottle of lube get to? Thank you Scoundrel.”


Tim knelt next to us and kissed me while he lubricated his ass. He broke off the kissing as suddenly as it had begun to drop face down and ass up next to Dylan. I slid out of Dylan's ass and arranging my kilt over Tim's hips I began fucking him.


“Very practical attire these kilts.” Dylan said as he slid underneath for a look.


“Damn I won't last long if you don't stop.” I protested when Dylan spanked my nuts. “What do you mean that's the idea? Just you wait until I get through filling Tim.”


Reaching down I pulled Tim off me and flipped him on his back. Keeping my kilt tucked behind his balls I proved the truth of my earlier comments. I was leaning forward licking Tim clean when Dylan let Tim know kilts made for easy access from the back as well. He was glad to prove it to Tim. Puddle-licious to the max for both of you soon I vowed as he slid into me.


Getting fucked by Dylan while kissing Tim was not such a bad situation to find myself in. I had a lot of fun between the kissing and the fucking. Dylan rode me with a total disregard for anything but cumming inside me. What I got up to with Tim was inconsequential in his eyes. No sooner did the scurvy knave finish unloading inside me than he slapped my ass and urged us to the shower.


The two of them went over my bent leg for a good dusting in the shower. That got them tense again. I kissed it better. By the time I finished kissing them better I was tense. Tim ate my ass while Dylan kissed the tension better. They finally let me out of the shower to get some sleep.


The claymore had become my favorite sparring weapon. I sparred for twenty-minutes with Charles and left with a long shallow cut along my arm. Dr. Deidre agreed it didn't need stitching but Griogair could do with the practice so I got stitched. Oatmeal with sausage, sautéed greens and baked beans all cooked by Fionola and her staff made for a lovely breakfast. My housekeeper decided since we had nothing pressing on today it was time to do a deep clean. After the two days of feasting we were happy to spend a good amount of time cleaning. Petersen, Leif, Christopher and Garth prepared snacks for our tea. Then they prepared lunch with leftovers. We all agreed that it would be nice to have some more of Lance's lasagna. We'd eaten it when we arrived and eating again for our last dinner here would be perfect. Fionola insisted on making me some plum pudding with custard for dessert. Lots and more she promised.


The fucketeers helped Lance with dinner while I chatted to Petersen and Leif. Christopher and Garth were there to confirm Janice had married Genta. They had called Daizan and asked him to confirm it. They had also got his permission to share this information with Petersen and Leif. He trusted them to keep it quiet because he knew how respectful they were of anything about Janice. When I had explained this to Petersen and Leif they thanked us. Then they asked if we could call Daizan to thank him. I left the two of them alone to chat with Daizan in private.


“Come along Pater.” Adam said snagging my hand. “We're taking this bottle of vodka out to Comrade Timofei who is doing a photo shoot.”


“Lawrence will need a bigger zoom lens to get a shot of our comrade.” Morgan said. “You can barely see him beneath that coat, hat and ear flaps.”


Tim was far too happy about being warm to worry about the teasing. Tracy told me he'd been outside for almost two hours which was a record. Richard insisted on me being included in a few pictures because all I had on was my informal Scottish garb without any coat or sweater. The boys watched for a few minutes before returning to the kitchen. I went for a walk with Tim while the others set up the TV. Charles had decided we'd all eat in the games room.


“No need to roll the dice.” Caryn said when we returned. “Aberdeen are playing Celtic and Tim has to support Aberdeen.”


“They're called The Dandies.” Holden said.


“What's the other team called?” Tim asked.


“The Bhoys with an h.” Griogair said spelling it for us. “There's often a h after the b in Gaelic so I guess they did it automatically way back when.”


“How long before the Dandies school the Bhoys?” Tim asked. “Ten minutes is perfect. A shot of whiskey ought to warm us up nicely.”


“You're wearing half a bear.” Caryn said. “How can you need warming up?”


“I was thinking of Rohan.” Tim said. “I don't mind if he comes to bed with cold feet because I don't plan on sitting on them. We need to get his tender bits thawing.”


The lyrics to “Scotland The Brave” were soon on all our smart phones so we could join in the singing. I gave Tim a kiss as the ref was blowing the whistle for kick off.


“Foul!” I shouted helpfully.


“Chicken shit!” Tim responded. “He couldn't tackle a handicapped teen in an electric wheelchair with a flat battery. Silly sod!”


“The ref is deaf as well as blind.” I said. “I'll wear your battery down tonight and you'll need a wheelchair to get to the car in the morning.”


“Huh we're going to walk all over you Bhoys.” Tim prophesied.


I suggested we even things up by painting the word “goal” on our posts so the Dandies knew where to aim. Tim vowed to score by posting something inside of me later. No directional arrow needed so Dylan reluctantly set down the sharpie.


“From Bhoys to men.” I said when our defender made a great tackle and came away with the ball.


“In 3010 - maybe.” Tim said. “Takes more than one good tackle to stop the Dandies.”


“We'll flood their change room with fashion magazines at half time.” I said. “You guys fake an injury to get your lipstick touched up.”


“Hold still while I touch up your lips.” Tim said.


“Please keep the stick sheathed.” Abby said. “There are children present.”


“Spoilsport.” Adam teased which earned him a tickling.


Both goalies pulled off some brilliant saves and we entered the break without any team scoring. Tim let me know they were keeping it friendly. Stringing us along he continued. I vowed to string him up by his bootlaces. We headed over to the kegs for a pint while the manor staff fetched the lasagna. Petersen complimented the chefs. Lance beamed when Leif explained Petersen had five of his own very expensive restaurants and seldom handed out compliments. Nancy kissed Petersen for being so kind. I kissed Petersen for being so handsome. Leif kissed me for calling Petersen hot.


“You're best player is the linesman closest to us Tim.” I said. “You think he'd miss one of those close offside calls.”


“Rohan every replay has proven his calls were all correct.” Leslie said. “Even the very close calls.”


“My point exactly.” I said. “He's human. Time for a little human error.”


“Getting desperate are we?” Tim asked with a grin.


“I'm married so I'll never be desperate again.” I said. “I'm frustrated.”


“The fucketeers are always happy to help cure frustration.” Morgan said cheerfully. “You won't miss much of the game with all three of us working on it.”


“Our rates are very reasonable.” Adam added. “Five kisses each is a bargain.”


“I'm not leaving this fight.” I vowed. “There's nothing dandy about these Dandies.”


Ten minutes left and it was still scoreless. I let the others know my team was waiting until the last minute to score the winner so the Dandies wouldn't equalize. Tim suggested I teach them how to use a stopwatch or they'll score ten minutes after the final whistle. I promised to let Dylan watch how I put a stop to his prattle by bending him over a pillow.


“Wave a fashion magazine under his nose.” I advised when one of the Dandies went down. “Smelling salts won't work. These guys stink worse than the salts.”


“You can wave goodbye to your winning chances.” Tim said. “We've got a free kick right on the edge of the box.”


“We'll have the guys forming the wall hold fashion mags.” I said calmly. “That will keep your guys distracted until twenty-minutes after the game ends.”


Two minutes later Dylan told me it was a pity the coach didn't follow my advice. The Aberdeen striker had unleashed a stunning shot that cleared the wall and dipped viciously to land in the bottom corner of the goal. Adam promised not to tell Tim I thought the strike was as pretty as my husband. I was buying his silence with five kisses when the game ended.


“Plum pudding and custard ought to ease the hurt.” Iona said as I gave Tim a congratulatory kiss.


“Some of it at least.” I agreed. “There will be some for Tim and Dylan to kiss better later.”


Leslie remarked it didn't look like I was in any pain as I ate my plum pudding with custard. She agreed it wouldn't do to complain in front of the guests. There wasn't much dancing as everybody was enjoying chatting to their new friends. This would be the last night for a while before the gang would return. My bowl of plum pudding always seemed to refill itself. Sanne slipped away with a hundred pounds and spoke to Columba about buying Fionola a thank you gift for the garden. Seems there was a space being kept for a garden statue. She returned to steal some plum pudding and tell me it was all arranged.


We do seem to have a habit of establishing walks I agreed with Bram as we saw the others to their homes. We were leaving early because the gang wanted to see more of the Blyth project and visit my little tub. Knowing how eager Dylan and Tim were to get me in bed I took my time saying goodnight to the others. Unfortunately the others knew of their eagerness as well and did their best to see I got hauled away sooner.


“Bhoy oh bhoy.” Tim said later as I carried him and Dylan to the shower. “You sure do know how to make a randy Dandy feel dandy. I'm loathe to rub it in but you've only yourself to blame for reviving me.”


Tim rubbed it in while I blew Dylan in the shower. We went to sleep early so I could get in some Tai Chi before my run with Tavish. I honored Tim's request to spar with his broadsword against Charles. Neither of us marked each other. Morgan and Bernadette both kissed me when I told them to take as long as they needed on their walk. My housekeeper told Morgan I could carry his bags to the car. We were ready and waiting when Morgan returned. Lance let us know he was very excited about meeting us at the treehouses in two weeks. He told Caryn his home was perfect. Thanked her with five kisses.


Fionola had packed sandwiches and soup for us to have for lunch in Blyth. I knew the kitchen staff had gotten up extra early to prepare it. This made me feel even better about the gift for her garden. Columba and Mary were going to town to buy it this morning. I snuggled with Tim on the back seat. A subdued Morgan and Adam had the third row. Tracy and Dylan were in the front. When I suggested Tim call to order us some scones he let me know Leslie had already placed an order.


The scones were waiting in the kitchen for us. They'd been delivered by Alida, Tammy, Bert, Elaine, Hans, Clifton and Marikie. Caryn had wisely held off having the beds collected by the charity stores so everybody would have a bed to sleep on. I planned on sleeping on the catamaran. The boys agreed that would be fun. Hans, Clifton and Marikie asked to sleep in the other hull. I was glad to let them. We decided to put off visiting the catamaran until after dinner and get everybody settled this afternoon. This allowed us to see more of the houses. I chose to stay away from the triplex conversion so I wouldn't ruin the surprise.


“You weren't kidding about the luxury.” Leslie said admiring the dark wood and the galley kitchen on the catamaran later. “I think it is wonderful.”


Everybody agreed to go for an evening sail. I didn't go anywhere near the ocean but the kids had a lot of fun scampering about the boat. When we returned to drop anchor Tim ferried people to the wharf in the rubber dinghy. Tracy remarked it looked as though Tim was very happy on the water. A lot like Adam took to the forge Amanda agreed. I had noticed he never complained about the cold on board. Sanne was happy I had no provisions to bake Hans any treats tonight.


“Pater you were magnificent tonight with paddle.” Adam said with my softening cock still in his ass. “I noticed a lack of shower facilities in this fine tub.”


“He's got a point.” Dylan said between kissing Tim. “How will we possibly sleep all sticky with sweat? Does our wise Pater have a solution?”


“You might not believe me but I do.” I said leaving Adam to go grab a towel for everybody. “These towels and the cooking equipment came with the boat Morgan. Now follow me.”


Hearing the raised voices when I revealed my plan the other three had climbed out to see what was happening. Marikie thought it made perfect sense to take a dip. This was a river so we didn't have to worry about salt in the water she pointed out. I climbed down to the ledge where we secured the dinghy. This was at the water level so slipping into the water was no trouble. Tim surprised me by being the first of them to join me. No protests at all as he dived in and surfaced next to me. Hans and Clifton beat the three fucketeers to the water. I let Marikie know where the towels were. We stayed close to the boat and in range of the lights. Once we'd all got completely under the water I decided we were clean enough. A little brandy to follow a vigorous drying with a towel warmed us all up. When she learned Clifton and Hans were getting a shot of brandy Marikie had to join in.


The next morning over breakfast I chatted with Christopher and Garth about what we would do for the next two weeks. Tracy placed a call to Poland to see if my side trip would be needed. She let me know they could do it this Friday or next Friday. Whatever worked for us. I decided it was best to make it this Friday so the villagers could get on with their lives. Elblag was only an hour from the village so Tracy called our favorite Warsaw hotel to see if they could recommend a hotel. The others agreed to rough it in the hotel's five suites. I asked her to book the suites for three nights from Thursday. Our plane left early Monday morning so we'd spend Sunday night in Warsaw at our favorite hotel. Sanne and Alida promised to find us a hotel in Amsterdam for Wednesday and Monday nights.


I thought a day trip on the ferry would be good but we'd only get in just before five. Thursday we would travel by train or take a flight to Warsaw. We'd need to make travel plans for returning to Holland on Monday as well. That would take care of a week. I apologized to Leslie for dragging her away from England for an entire week. She told me she'd spent a week here already and would be spending another at the treehouses so she was getting her fill. We had to leave on a six-thirty train Wednesday morning from London to the ferry so I suggested we return to London today and spend tomorrow getting ready.


After three hours of property viewing we headed back to London. Tuesday morning we breakfasted at the diner so Petersen could check up on the food. The food passed his inspection and the place started to fill up so we headed to The Queen's Lancer to finish our breakfast. Petersen had no complaints here. We filled the entire private area. I let Betty know we'd had a bite already so she could serve the other tables first.


Thanks to Christopher we were able to use a local travel agency to buy our plane tickets. The train was simply going to take way too long for my liking. I didn't like train travel enough to spend an extra eleven hours traveling. We'd get in late and miss seeing Amsterdam. The gang agreed to a two-hour stop in Munich for breakfast on the flight back. We were taking a two-hour non-stop flight to Warsaw and would arrive at nine-forty Thursday morning. Plenty of time to make our way to Elblag. On Monday we left at six-thirty and arrived in Amsterdam at midday. That way we could at least spend Monday afternoon exploring Amsterdam.


My housekeeper assured me they would take care of our laundry and pack our bags while I had a meeting with Ingrid. The gang did stay long enough to meet her. Ingrid promised to have the dormitory ready so we could stay there when we returned. Everything was going well in Winchester. They had finished the exterior work on the house so most of the noise that might disturb the neighbors had ended. I told her I planned to spend Friday and Saturday nights in Winchester. We were happy to hear the house and the barn would be ready. Ingrid agreed feeding this group would require an industrial kitchen.


“Last night we had pizza but what about tonight?” Tim asked. “You can't cook for everybody in the kitchen at the B&B.”


“Charles has kindly agreed to have the cooks at the orphanage cater for us.” I said. “We're only here for three or four more nights. The train gets in around seven so we'll have pizza next Tuesday as well.”


“Are you almost done?” Caryn asked.


“I thought you had left to go catch up on your missed sex.” I said. “Any chance of you getting the house and barn furnished in two days next week?”


“Yes I can get it done.” Caryn said. “Petersen has put me in touch with suppliers and given me a list of all the kitchen stuff we'll need. The coffee shop may take longer. I can have the tables in but connecting the espresso machine might take a few days. I will try to get it done though. Maybe if I called this afternoon I could get a booking.


Now about the sex. Your housekeeper informed me you wanted her to invite us to go with you on this side-trip. Holden decided his studies could wait. I'm not sending him on a trip alone with you to Amsterdam, Elblag and some huge party in northern Poland. So these kisses I'm about to give you are foreplay. Tim can spank you for ruining my plans for afternoon sex because I have to do laundry.”


“I'm certain you can find a laundromat here that will take care of it for you.” Tim said. “Christopher will have the name. He must get plenty of requests for it from travelers.”


“I like the idea of having somebody do my laundry while I do Holden.” Caryn admitted. “No you can't pay for it Tim. Well must dash. What time do we leave tomorrow? We'll be there. I swear Holden will have me there an hour early if I'm not careful. Do you know he threatened to stop spanking me if I quit working for you? Looks like you're stuck with me for a long time.”


“Happy to hear it.” I said giving her a kiss.


There was nothing for me to do after our meeting with Ingrid. I let Tim take me to a bookstore to buy some more novels. Then we had a proper tea before returning to the B&B. Benjamin was spending the night at the orphanage. Our dinner was a traditional roast beef with a steamed pudding and custard for dessert. Tim stopped Dylan from sneaking away with the others. I told him Morgan and Adam needed to chat with Leslie tonight. He grinned when I added I wanted to nail his cute ass to the bed when Tim finished fucking him.


The lovely travel agent had let the railway know they had a large group traveling in the morning. She had even taken the initiative to tell them if the extra carriage they added was a dining carriage with coffee and pastries she was certain they'd make some money. They did make some money. I got more kisses from Caryn when she saw the ferry. Abby also kissed me. Morgan remarked he had fond memories of this little tub. The croissants and other pastries were enough to keep us full until the ferry was out of port. Then we went inside for breakfast.


“I can go anywhere in this wardrobe Leslie.” Tim said as we stood on the deck. “You guys have opened up a whole new world for me. I have no idea how I can ever thank you.”


“A little party in a Polish village would take care of it.” Leslie said hugging him. “You really do love boats and the water don't you?”


“Yes I do.” Tim said. “I've always dreamed of having a boat and sailing across an ocean. Growing up without a family I never thought it possible. Now I have a husband who has a rather nice little tub. Maybe he will treat me to a trip across the English canal one day.”


“That's not really an ocean.” I pointed out. “What do you say to a little trip one day across that pond we call the Atlantic?”


“Nice catch Rohan.” Leslie complimented.


“Can we make like Vikings and follow their path to Canada?” Tim asked from inside my arms. “Can we invite the fucketeers? You Sir will spend a lot of time this evening face down and ass up. Where's Amanda and Sophie? I need to ask them first. We can set the second hull up as their classroom. Oh gods this will be so wonderful. Sophie please call Amanda over. I need to take the two of you for a walk.”


“Pater dear it seems we are going for a little outing on your little tub one day soon.” Adam said later.


“Yes Pater dear.” Dylan added. “Something about crossing The Pond.”


“I am certain we can find a Viking outfit or two as we retrace the damp footsteps of Sven.” Morgan added. “Ready or not your ass is getting boarded by all of us fucketeers tonight. Be certain to allow plenty of time for it after dinner. Now we are off to play some nautical game involving discs.”


“We've made arrangements with Juliet to help turn our classroom into a playroom.” Adam said. “A spank you gift from us. She's looking forward to the challenge. Caryn promised to pay five kisses if Juliet let her help.”


“She's coming along very nicely is our Caryn.” Dylan said. “Now we must dash.”


Catherine found me on leaning on the railing just before lunch and decided I needed to do a workout with her. The ferry was large enough for us to go for a run. Then it was body weight exercises. She got some of the gang to volunteer to stand on my back for push-ups and hang from my back for squats. I also got to do presses lifting Tracy up above my head. Tracy only agreed when I promised to knock a dollar off her Christmas bonus. Some little hooligans came over to watch. Tracy got as many as possible to hang on me while I did some squats. The kids thought it was great fun. I threatened to add a dollar to her bonus.


Meditation and Tai Chi followed lunch. We gathered together to watch the sunset. We had a light dinner at six to see us through to Amsterdam. I wanted us to enjoy a meal there even if we wouldn't have time for much more. Sophie and Amanda felt very relieved when I promised to have Brother Albert teach the boys how to sail. I promised to take it further and have them complete an advanced sailing course before the trip. They would be able to sail across the Atlantic single-handed if necessary. Tim's idea of a crossing the English channel was a good one and I would invite all three of their moms to join us.


My housekeeper got everybody ready to disembark the moment we entered the port. A brief train ride and we were in Amsterdam. Suites were definitely more economical for a group as large as us. I liked the extra space of a suite. The hotel was well-furnished. Bram confessed he had always wanted to stay in this hotel but could never afford it. Sanne was glad they were finally getting a chance to enjoy it. When she told my housekeeper how much Bram had wanted to stay here my housekeeper insisted on getting them their own room. She told Sanne to think of it as a thank you for getting everybody to join us.


The hotel recommended a nearby restaurant. Petersen called them to discuss placing our order ahead of time. They sent a waiter around to our hotel. We were literally just two blocks away. The restaurant manager called to let us know our food was almost ready. Petersen had taken care of ordering the wine so it was waiting at the tables. Even he was left speechless by the quality. The chef was kind enough to join us for a glass of wine. He got on very well with Petersen. I let him and the manager know we would be back for dinner Monday night.


When the boys assured Sophie they wouldn't be too long thanking me for the boating adventure she agreed to taking a walk before returning to our hotel. Lawrence and Tracy took pictures from opposite sides of the street as we strolled along next to the canals. I loved being back in Europe. The gang all gathered in my suite for a nightcap. A smiling Sanne warned us somebody would get a thank you spanking if she found out who put the “On Our Second Honeymoon – Disturb At Your Own Risk” sign on their door. They left it on the door. Tracy had already hung the do not disturb sign on my door.


Never mind foreplay the fucketeers surprised me by taking the time to strip me. I loved their enthusiasm as they kissed every body part they unveiled. Morgan told me it was very arousing to have me at their mercy. He grinned when I asked if it was so hot why the fuck was my ass empty. Tim pulled Morgan's pants off while Dylan lubed my ass. Moments later Morgan was fucking me while the others undressed. No change in position allowed the others told me. I refused the offer of being tied off. Tim would get to swallow my load I promised. A promise that I almost broke twice.


Even though I loved being in charge I could appreciate the pleasure of feeling their warm cum flowing into me. The sweet cries of passion as boys in their early teens climaxed filled the suite with a lovely sound. There was no spanking of my nuts. When their pleasure built to orgasmic proportions they did smack my ass a few times. I warned Tim to expect my load within seconds. This promise was easy to keep. Three licks and two hard sucks was all it took.


The three fucketeers had the shower warm so I carried Tim to the bathroom. I kept him in my arms for some more kisses while the three scurvy knaves washed my back and lower body. Then I set Tim down so they could take care of the front. We took turns washing each other after that. Reluctantly I called it to an end. The boys needed to get some rest.


“Breakfast.” I declared the moment we stepped off the plane. “There's no way Petersen and I will find a decent breakfast place in an airport. Let's take the streetcar. Tracy please phone a local chapter house and ask them to recommend something. Warn them we are a large group.”


“Follow me gang.” Tracy said when our streetcar arrived in the center of town. “Hello Brygida. Thank you for the kind offer. Boss we are dining at the chapter house. This will make it easy for the bus we chartered to pick us up. They will be here at midday. We needed one to get us from Elblag to the village and they were kind enough to include fetching us from Warsaw. They will also bring us back to Warsaw on Sunday.”


Petersen grinned when he learned I was paying for our breakfast with a donation and a sparring match against Brygida. His grin grew wider when she chose the chain and dagger. Tracy had my arm bracers readily at hand. I laughed knowing she had already arranged this before we arrived. She kissed me when I promised to deduct ten dollars off her Christmas bonus. The chapter house had an inner garden so we sparred here with the gang and Order members watching from the surrounding passageways.


Brygida was light on her feet and cautious. I tried a few shoulder slams but she slid easily back from my attacks. We circled each other for a few minutes exchanging feints. When she tried thrust at my left ribs I surprised her by dropping forward and twisting so I landed on my back between her feet. Twisting her right leg I brought her down to the ground on my left and placed the point of my dagger against her throat while she was still stunned.


“Good match.” I said helping her up. “You just overextended a little on the last thrust. Some weight around your hips would be good when you practice.”


“Thank you Sir.” Brygida said. “Honored to spar against you. Now let's get you fed before the bus arrives.”


“About time you showed up.” Maciej greeted us in the dining hall. “I thought I'd have to eat all this food myself. Rohan I was pretty certain I'd be able to get a ride with you guys. Tracy has me booked into your hotel in Elblag. She insisted. Seems I am paying for my stay by showing Tim how to use a light mace.”


“I packed it for you Tim.” Tracy said. “Those three boys kissing Maciej are another reason I got his abbot to let him join us early. The others are flying in to Gdańsk early Friday morning. Now let's get started so Rohan can get thirds in before the bus arrives.”


Thirds was on the way when our bus arrived. The driver was happy to join me. We ate while my housekeeper took care of our donation. I made myself a sandwich with my remaining food and followed the others to the bus. Before I could board Christopher had me do a blessing of the chapter house. Lawrence loved the idea of taking a picture of me blessing the place with a half-eaten sandwich in my hands. Lawrence would later caption this picture with the quote about man not being able to live by bread alone.


Tim insisted on a stop for tea when our driver told us about a restaurant that overlooked a deep valley. The setting was spectacular. He'd told us the name so we could phone our order in and arrange seating. I took a short hike with the scurvy knaves while Tim had another cup or two of tea. He was so happy in his warm clothes with a cup of tea in hand I couldn't resist kissing him. We were all glad when we arrived at the hotel. Three of the staff brought their laptops to our suites and checked us in. Being able to relax instead of standing in the lobby was nice. I learned the cathedral was open for visiting because there was a seven o'clock service every evening. Petersen told the staff we usually got up for our own service early in the morning so the bells wouldn't worry us.


When I let the others know of my plan to spend an hour in the cathedral Christopher told me they would fetch me on the way to our restaurant for dinner. The plaque at the door let me know the cathedral was from the thirteenth century. Damaged in World War Two it had recently been restored. I couldn't resist singing a song of healing and blessing for the chapel. This drew the priest out who waited until I had finished before coming over to chat. He smiled when he learned I was a cardinal. I was making a note of his phone number when Christopher and Garth entered the cathedral. The priest told them they were welcome to visit when I explained they were in charge of our church for all of Europe.


The others had gone on ahead of us. Garth agreed the cathedral was magnificent. I wasn't certain why I felt so attracted to it but I intended to spend more time there. The priest had given me the combination to the side door so I could visit when I wished. There was a surprise waiting for me when I arrived at the restaurant. Seeing the scurvy knaves kissing an older gentleman wasn't much of a surprise except these gentlemen were the heads of Asia, Africa, the Middle East and North America. They kissed the lady in charge of South America.


“There's something you need to take care of before you even greet the others.” Belinda said as she embraced me. “I've spoken to the others and they agree. Stephen has been like a bear with a sore paw. Tracy did the right thing in my book but Stephen is in one of his moods.”


“Still upset over the helicopter purchase Stephen?” I asked before saying hello.


“Tracy bought the largest helicopter in the world.” Stephen said crossly. “We don't need to transport a herd of elephants.”


While we all listened Tracy explained how she had called Beatka to ask if one of the Polish military guys could help her select a helicopter. Beatka had put her in touch with a high-ranking air-force officer who told her the Polish air-force had an Mi-26 they were wanting to replace with two smaller helicopters. The Mi-26 still had plenty of life but two slightly smaller helicopters would give greater flexibility and cut costs. The problem was their budget didn't allow them to buy two helicopters. Tracy had agreed to pay the extra and a fair price on the Mi-26. The Polish air-force was so happy to get the two helicopters they had practically given us the Mi-26.


The head of Asia, Chen, told me even adding the shortfall for the other two helicopters to the price we still got a good deal. He enjoyed studying modern military equipment as a hobby. In Asia it wasn't unusual for the Order to broker arms deals or provide a safe place for such business deals to take place. We could have gotten a smaller helicopter for the price of the shortfall he conceded. One that would have carried half the load of the Mi-26.


Layla, the head of South America, let me know the Mi-26 was working really well for them. They had been experiencing problems with the cold and altitude. She told us the Mi-26 allowed them to build at lower elevations and lift large parts of the entire structure into place. Chen confirmed a smaller helicopter wouldn't be able to lift these loads. The architects believed the project would only be ready in time because they were able to build it this way. Bram explained the cold at altitude made it hard for glues and sealants to dry. The thinness of the oxygen would mean more rest breaks for the workers. Layla assured me if all we were doing was talking the thin air wouldn't be a problem. Strenuous physical activity was very challenging in such thin air.


“Excuse us for a few minutes but I need to take a walk with Stephen, Tracy and Belinda.” I said. “This won't take very long. Tracy grab a bottle of vodka from the bartender on the way out. The best they have. Make it two bottles. Belinda she might need one for herself. We can always finish it at the table.”


“You've got me worried Boss but this is a new vodka for us to try so it will make up for some of it.” Tracy said. “This handsome bartender has set up a round. Light, love and life!”


“Light, love and life!” the three of us responded.


The bartender laughed when Tracy asked where she could buy a few cases of the vodka. She explained about the village and wanting to surprise the villagers. He knew of the village and all the work being done. Tracy asked him to keep quiet about us being the guys helping. He told her to stop on her way back and he'd have the information ready for her.


“Stephen do you want to run the Order when I retire in twenty or thirty years from now?” I asked without preamble.


“Rohan I don't want to run the Order at any time.” Stephen said. “I have enough to do just taking care of North America.”


“Do you think you could help me groom my successor or are you too busy?” I asked. “I'd be happy to see if Christopher and Garth would like the job. My successor will spend time with the heads of all the continents but needs somebody to take on the bulk of the training.”


“We could manage if you don't mind me helping Tracy.” Belinda said. “How did you know what the problem was Rohan?”


“I was stupid enough to make Tracy my second-in-command without letting others know.” I admitted. “The problem with not wanting to play the political game is that my office requires it at times. I need to start paying more attention. Stephen I'm sorry for upsetting you.”


“Sorry to interrupt but what is this about training me to replace you?” Tracy asked. “Belinda got it wrong didn't she Boss? Please tell me it is Tim.”


“That would be a lie.” I said. “Belinda got it right. I've decided to nominate you as my successor.”


“Me. Why me?” Tracy said opening her bottle and taking a long pull. “Thank the gods you got me a bottle. I don't know anything about running the Order.”


“That's where we come in.” Stephen said. “Rohan we'd be delighted to groom Tracy. I'll speak to Christopher and Garth because they are Hospitallers and Tracy is studying healing with Lao.”


“Isn't anybody going to ask me if I want the position?” Tracy asked.


“Nobody ever gets asked.” Belinda said hugging Tracy and taking a swig from Tracy's bottle. “I'll buy you another bottle if you need it.”


“Nobody in their right mind wants the post of Grand Master for this Order.” Stephen added. “Sorry I was upset with you. I behaved poorly. What I should have done was thrash Rohan in the sparring room.”


“You might have stood a chance a week ago but that's changed.” Tracy warned. “I'll explain when I sober up.”


“I need you sober so I'll help finish your bottle.” I said wrapping an arm around her. “You're already my personal assistant so it won't involve any big changes. I wasn't planning on announcing this for a few years. You need to finish your studies with Lao, Brother Michael and Brother Murray. Then you will be studying for a few years with the Hospitallers. That will take care of the next decade or so. Stephen and Belinda can chat more about it with you. I will answer any questions you have after you've spoken with them and the Brits.”


“You really are serious about this aren't you Boss?” Tracy asked. “God help the Order.”


“I've given Her plenty of opportunity to practice looking after it.” I said. “Now let's get back so I can let the others know.”


The bartender gave Tracy a name and phone number to call. He suggested she call right away if we wanted it tomorrow afternoon. I asked him to get a round ready for the entire group. Then while Tracy made her phone call I went over to formally greet the others. I kissed Layla's cheek over Dylan's head. I complimented him on his choice of seat in Layla's lap. He grinned and offered me an appetizer.


“Did you patch things up between Tracy and Stephen?” Dylan asked.


“Yes and no.” I said kissing him. “You'll find out in a minute what I mean. Here's Tracy now. Ready Tracy?”


“No. Make certain it is thirty years not twenty years from now or it will be my riding crop on your ass.” Tracy warned me. “Go on. Get it over with so I can have another shot of medicine.”


“Everybody here knows I have given Tracy a special dispensation to speak for me in Order affairs.” I said. “She can spend as much as she needs as you all found out with the helicopter purchase. She made a very good decision. I couldn't have done better. This was an announcement I planned on making ten years or more from now. Thanks to a political misstep I made it is necessary for me to make this announcement now. I want it formally known that I am preparing Tracy to take over as Grand Master of the Order when I retire. Would you please join me in a toast to congratulate her. Light, love and life!”


“Light, love and life.” the others said raising their glasses.


“How did you get her to accept the post?” Adam asked.


“I just told her she was taking over from me.” I answered. “Nobody gets asked if they want the post. We all get told we've been selected.”


“Good timing Rohan.” Layla said. “Now we will have some time to get to know her.”


Dabulamanzi almost knocked Tracy of her feet when he slapped her back. The man was big enough to look down on Benjamin. Like Benjamin he was a very loving, open and friendly man. Unlike Benjamin he had put me through the wringer with his traditional brand of warrior training when I spent a year with him in Africa.


“Rohan you drunkard choose us a beer.” Dabulamanzi roared. “Tracy must receive her tribal name. Tracy my people brew beer. Until we can get you some of the traditional stuff we will make use of Rohan's expertise. They still sing songs and talk of his drinking ability in my tribe. The children think we are telling tall tales. Belinda tells me you are studying healing. Then you will be known as Nompilo which means mother of health.”


“Nompilo.” we said raising our beer mugs.


“I might have to start some healing with you scurvy knaves if this continues any longer.” Tracy said.


“We'll save most of this for our meal.” Dylan promised. “Dad wants us sober for tomorrow. What does your name mean Dabulamanzi?”


“One who crosses the water.” Dabulamanzi said. “I got the name from a vision our sangoma or shaman had when I was born. Rohan you must visit us soon if you wish to say farewell.”


“I will visit soon.” I said with a smile. “My partner won't believe there is a place where he will be warm without six inches of clothing.”


Dabulamanzi laughed at the joy that blossomed in Tim at the thought of such a place. Tim swooned theatrically when I told him you could be naked and still be too hot. He asked me why I was hiding such a lovely part of the world from him. Dylan reminded him there were lions in Africa.


The food was plentiful. Leslie and my housekeeper kept an eye on Tracy but she didn't need any help. The boys did a great job staying sober. I didn't mind Tracy and them being tipsy. The feast at the village was too important for any of us to arrive with a hangover. Jocelyn agreed with the boys they ought to do a show about Gnarly's African safari. Benjamin agreed to give them a hand with their song. Dabulamanzi had to hear some of it. The boys huddled with Benjamin for a moment and decided to share the ending of their song.


We've glad you met Gnarly, Gnarly Marley, a dread-less Rasta living in the love and the light of the Lord.” the scurvy knaves and Benjamin sang.


I followed Tracy's advice to finish what was left in her bottle. Soon we were walking the dignitaries back to their hotel three blocks from ours. Tracy told them there was plenty of space in our bus but they'd be stuck with us for an hour. That's a lot of kissing time Sophie warned them. They decided to brave it. Leslie promised me she would have a chat with Tracy. She'd remind Tracy to call Brother Michael to let him know. The only other people I wanted to know of my decision was Brother Murray and Sister Celeste. Leslie promised to remind Tracy and would call Brother Michael to check that Tracy shared this with him. The vodka had been very nice and plentiful so it would be easy for something to slip Tracy's mind she agreed.


Fucketeers from up.” I said when we were alone in the room.


My horn is up.” Adam confessed. “Oh form up. Sorry. What form would you like? Cock-feeding formation it shall be.”


That's one of my favorites.” Morgan said brightly shedding clothing.


A double dose of double-team.” Tim said excitedly. “Who's with me?”


Dylan was with him. Two cocks in my mouth meant four cheeks to fondle. I took my time with the front and back. My tongue slid slowly from side-to-side beneath their cocks. My hands caressed their curves lightly. The tipsy factor soon kicked in. I'd deliberately kept the chi healing to a minimum. They were super sensitive to the lightest flick of my tongue. Placing the tip of my tongue at the back of my lower front teeth I pressed their cocks upwards. Rubbing them against the roof of my mouth.


Adam and Morgan knew exactly what to do when I spread cheeks to reveal two tight holes. Rimming was soon taking place. I'd hoped to get a finger inside my two cock-feeding fucketeers but it wasn't happening tonight. I didn't mind all that much. This was about giving them the relief they needed. I'd claim an ass or a mouth to unload in soon enough. Sucking harder and rolling my tongue over their warm meat was enough for me. Combined with the rimming the two of them were soon arching backwards and pumping cum down my throat. They muffled their cries of passion by locking lips tightly until I'd milked the last drop from them.


Drained of cum they might have been but their desire for revenge was full within them. Adam and Morgan had barely got the head of their cocks inside when the two drained fucketeers applied tongue to hole. A vigorous tongue lashing it was judging by the curses flowing from the recipients. I let them play as I worked on milking another two youths. Gods I was a lucky man. In mere minutes I'd receive another two loads of boy cum. Hot, salty and forceful these treats were.


Tim wasted no time. The moment the two started unloading he rocked back to impale himself on my cock. Riding me frantically he slammed himself down on me. His three fellow fucketeers were suitably impressed by his vigor. They promised not to tell he was dead tired and wanted to get to sleep. The sooner he drained me the sooner he could pass out. Adam called him very sensible. Wise beyond his years Morgan added. Such clear logic in the midst of passion was amazing Dylan declared. Then the three of them collapsed into helpless laughter.


Tim sportingly joined in as much as he could while urging me to unload. When the promised five kisses became five blowjobs I relaxed my muscles, breathed into the pleasure and surrendered to the sheer bliss of the act. Cum flooded Tim's ass. The intensity surprised me. My hips bucked hard enough to almost dislodge Tim. He managed to keep his seat on my cock. I rewarded him by standing upright with him in my arms and heading straight to the shower. The other three scurried to catch up.


Rohan if you don't come out of there right away I'm coming in.” Tracy said. “Fine I'll give you a hand drying them off. I said drying off not getting off. Hand me that towel Morgan. Rohan you and Tim can take care of each other. I'm only doing this so you can get to sleep early. There is something I need to say before I go to sleep.”


Sensing something special the boys didn't protest when Tracy had us slip on some pajamas. We hadn't noticed Leslie sitting quietly on the couch with my housekeeper until she commented on the lack of protests. The kind ladies had poured me a brandy and soda but had apple juice and soda for the fucketeers. They didn't protest this either.


I have known for a long time the fullness of your love for me.” Tracy said standing in front of me and holding my hands. “One day I hope I'm present when you show your housekeeper how much you love her. Leslie says there's a way to go before this happens. That's okay because it looks like we're stuck with each other for at least a decade.


Feeling the love is one thing. Today you showed me how much faith you have in me. Rohan you trust that one day I will be capable of dealing with the questions from people like Stephen, Chen, Dabulamanzi and Layla. These two wise ladies have explained it is why I am training so hard with Lao and soon Brother Michael. Then there is my college degree and Hospitaller training.


Outside of my family Rohan nobody has shown this much faith in me. I want you to know how deeply your faith touched me. From the bottom of my heart thank you Rohan. Thank you so very much.”


When Tracy leaned forward I leaned in to meet her. We shared a gentle kiss.


Any doubts I might have had left when you showed so much kindness to Genta.” I said leading her to an armchair. “I am so glad you are choosing to share this journey with me. Your journey means as much to me as the journey of these fucketeers. I cannot say you'll be present when I show my housekeeper the depth of my feelings for her but I promise you will recognize when it happens.”


The boys teased Tracy saying Brother Michael would go even harder on her now. Tracy didn't flinch. She wasn't in the least bit concerned. Dylan peered at her intently, declared it might be the alcohol but it looked as if she really wasn't. The others peered closer and agreed with him. Leslie merely smiled.


Look at what you've accomplished and why.” Leslie said.


You're right.” Adam said. “I guess it makes sense it would be the same for Tracy. We keep thinking it's different because she is older and smarter.”


She's still human.” my housekeeper said calmly. “Rohan did tell her and Tim to take their sparring seriously this last week. Other people will notice her new confidence and may challenge her without knowing the reason for it.”


Or they might shy away from her and go for me.” Tim said. “Dylan looking at a confident Tracy or a skinny teen like me even I'd pick on me. My weapon skills aren't good enough for me to survive a bout. I'll have to take a page out of Rohan's book and avoid a fair fight for a while. Rohan when we get back I think you and Lao will need to pick up the pace with Tracy and me.”


Yes we will.” I said. “A good thing it isn't always physical strength that determines the outcome of a fight. You'll be fine. Now you guys need to get some sleep. I have some chi healing to do before I turn in.”


My housekeepers tucked the three scurvy knaves in their own bed. Tim climbed into our bed and watched. I saw my housekeepers and Leslie to their room. Then I returned to practice the healing technique Lao had taught me. Judging by the assault that took place in the morning it seems the healing worked. We weren't allowed up but had to lie there while cocks got fed to us. Then Adam and Morgan offered us their asses to fuck. Dylan prowled behind us with a paddle encouraging us to get done faster. Thanks to his encouragement we were the first ready for our morning meditations.


Yesterday I had made arrangements to use the cathedral for our morning meditating. Petersen had arranged for the dignitaries to join us. Clifton taught them the healing mantra. Abby loved the fact they were happy to learn from a little kid without protest or thinking he had nothing to teach them. They all hugged and kissed him when he finished. We returned to our suites for a room service breakfast. My housekeeper had invited the bus driver to join us for breakfast. He was from the same hometown as Maciej. The scurvy knaves listened to their reminiscences and asked a lot of questions.


No offense Dabulamanzi but we are waiting for some very important people to join us.” Tracy said. “The last I heard they were entering Elblag so they will be here shortly. We've ordered some sandwiches for them to eat on the bus.”


Donat. Kasper. Dariusz.” Dylan called out fifteen-minutes later. “Dariusz!”


Have I changed that much Dylan?” Dariusz asked.


Looks like Dariusz will get eaten while he eats his sandwich.” Dabulamanzi said watching Dylan kissing his lover. “We could just carry them as they are to the bus.”


That's okay. I'll manage to keep off him long enough to run to the bus.” Dylan said blushing. “You can tell me how you got here on the bus. The rest of the gang will want to meet you and hear about it.”


Let's take care of that on the bus.” my housekeeper suggested. “We'll collect the sandwiches on the way out.”


Donat explained how the head guy had ordered them to join the festivities. They had driven up and spent the night in Warsaw. The good thing about sunrise meditation is you can do them anywhere. The time is more important than the place so they had left Warsaw at five. Stopped to meditate and continued on to Elblag. J let me know a lot of the gang would be expressing gratitude for the chance to thank these three for helping Dylan. He was soon proved correct. The dignitaries ignored my protests and kept taking pictures of me being thanked.


I was glad to escape the bus even if it meant speeches. Terrence grinned from behind the dignitaries waiting to greet us. Protocol must be observed so I set about greeting the village elders and Cibor, abbot in charge of the Gdańsk chapter house and northern Poland. Waldemar stood smiling right alongside Terrence. This was a small group who greeted us and would lead us through the village to the central square where we would celebrate.


Sopot was a pretty sizable town. I hadn't realized just how much Terrence had got done in his short time here. Cibor apologized for the walk but no vehicles entered the town. The only motorized vehicles that ran were forklifts that delivered goods from the warehouses to the shops. Every shop had space in a warehouse built up off the ground on the highest part of the town. Apart from providing more jobs the warehouses made certain shop owners didn't lose a lot of stock in a flood. This had been devastating to a lot of shop owners. Now they kept three days worth of goods in their shop.


The shops we rebuilt have special flooring designed by Terrence.” Cibor added. “The other stores will all get one soon. Bram the floorboards don't touch the walls. This allows the store owner to press a button and the floor lifts automatically. Yes just like the lifts used to raise cars. Because we only keep three days worth of goods the upper shelves could be sacrificed to give more room to raise the floor. Getting the floors up three feet makes a huge difference.”


The smaller stock in my shop allows me to get by using just the middle shelves so I have two feet of clearance beneath my goods as well.” one of the elders said. “When five feet of clearance isn't enough I'll be too busy running to worry about my shop. The flood brought us Terrence and he has almost made everybody glad it happened. Yes Dylan the lovely paving is his idea. I have no idea how he got those colored bits in it.”


They are just bits of colored stone that comes from the quarry.” Terrence said. “I wanted to reduce the amount of concrete used for the roads and thought if a rubble foundation would work for a house it could work for our streets. Leslie a rubble foundation is one where a percentage of gravel gets mixed with the concrete. I think as much as forty percent. The challenge we faced with our streets was heavy vehicles. I couldn't get enough gravel in if buses and trucks drove on them. The elders chatted with the people and decided they could live without vehicles in the center of town.”


Terrence suggested the warehouses and a parking garage on the edge of town.” another elder added. “Now our children can play without worrying about cars. People socialize in the streets more. We have much better air quality as well.”


This is what I am trying to create in Blyth.” Tim said. “I am still worried about the streetcar. Caryn if we encourage bicycles those rails are dangerous. I know when I cycle through a town with a streetcar I hate the thought of my tire getting caught in them.”


The land is flat and we haven't begun construction yet Terrence.” Caryn said.


Do away with tracks.” Terrence suggested. “I haven't figured it out yet but I'm thinking of a carriage pulled by a cable for our town. Some of the elderly find it hard to walk to the garages or train station. I am thinking of two or three. Set it up on a loop so when the front cable is being winched the cable at the back unwraps. When you go back the process reverses itself.”


And you can cover the cable in a bike-friendly way by burying it.” Bram said. “Terrence that's brilliant. You can use old railway carriages and don't need to have the electrical cables above it. All you need is a central winch to wind up the cable which pulls the carriage. That will take a lot of power though.”


Only at the start to overcome the inertia.” Terrence pointed out. “Tim you can have regular brakes and a switch that turns off the winch in the driver compartment if you need to stop in an emergency. I'm coming over soon to look at the roads in Blyth so chatting to your engineers about this isn't any trouble. I like the idea of getting to experiment at your expense.”


Thanks a lot.” Tim said. “I don't mind though. This makes me feel a lot better about the streetcar. All that rail and cables seemed so expensive. Then I would have needed expensive carriages. Caryn will put the pictures she is taking to good use when we return to Blighty. You've worked miracles here in only a few months.”


I had lots of help and it was our own money we were spending so I didn't have to go through government agencies.” Terrence said. “The villagers were very open to new ideas. They also insist on repaying the money used in these projects through special taxes.”


But didn't you just say you never had to work with the government” Adam asked. “I've always thought this is where the money comes from to rebuild after a flood.”


The villagers chose to accept the offer of aid from another source so the Polish government's emergency fund wouldn't be depleted.” Cibor said. “A very generous Mr. McGoo from Edinburgh, Scotland offered aid.”


We needed a trial run to see how we could help without being in the limelight.” I said. “Most of the funding came from the heads of the Order to see how it would work. Layla tells me taking fractions of a cent from all the Order accounts has added up to a lot of money so we didn't need much more.”


The villagers provided the labor and the Order the expertise.” Cibor continued. “Terrence reused and recycled stuff we never thought to use. He wanted to see how inexpensively the repairs could be done. Emily worked with him to make certain people would be comfortable. She told me the challenge was a lot of fun. Everybody here is better off. People are visiting to see how we recovered so quickly and cheaply. This brings in more money through tourism. Visitors don't mind the taxes when they know half of it is going to repay the loan and will only be applied until the loan gets settled. Because it's paid back to the Order businesses can give more and get a tax break. We estimate in five years it will have been repaid.”


Three years if things continue the way they have with all our visitors.” an elder predicted. “We don't mind you borrowing Terrence for a bit but we'll need him back in a few years to help with the harbor. We want to settle this loan first.”


You will have all the Order students working on your harbor project soon.” I said. “Go ahead and take a closer look at that garden Sanne. There's plenty for the rest of us to admire here. Cibor do you think we might get a look at the inside of some of these homes?”


My home is on the corner there if you want to look inside.” a member of our group offered.


We entered in small groups once he had warned his family of our visit. The furniture was plain and solid with Emily's influence in splashes of color from dinnerware and cushions. His wife shared how much things had changed. She was happier not just with her home but with the village. These people valued closeness and neighborliness. Before the flood she felt as if the village was expanding too much. Now people got together more often. There was often a gathering and meals in the square. Word would spread and a potluck would take place instead of everybody sitting in their homes eating alone. Children spent more time with the elderly and learned of their traditions, history and the values that were important to the Polish people. Dabulamanzi appreciated this having grown up in a village.


Sanne rejoined us with dirt under her fingernails and a smile on her face. She'd been swamped by children eager to help with the garden. She popped inside for a quick look at the home. Sanne teased me saying I must have found the minimal furniture very attractive. Dabulamanzi told her I had kissed him when he had shown me in to an empty hut on my first visit with them. Sensible people in many ways the Zulus I declared.


The locals invited all visitors to the town to join in the festivities. Many curious tourists had shown up. The locals would come and go as work permitted so cooking would continue all afternoon and in to the night. Petersen and I spent a very pleasant hour with the cooks. Ivan asked me to make some dough for the special bread Ada had taught me. The ladies promised Ivan they would find him with some of it when it had baked. They became very interested when Leslie shared how the two of us had made it at her wedding. I left with a sausage sandwich in each hand.


Somehow the scurvy knaves had talked Tim into playing goalie for them. This time the soccer game was more orthodox. I gave Tim a kiss for saving a good shot before Terrence dragged me away to chat with the dignitaries. I eventually managed to get away and spend some time with Waldemar and Maciej. We sampled some of the local vodka. Tracy joined us and agreed it was nothing like the good stuff from last night. She told me to have faith. Before sunset she promised I would be able to share it with Waldemar. Tracy laughed when Ivan told me the local ladies wanted me to make more bread dough.


There was no escape even when the elders wanted to chat. I chatted while making more and more dough. Layla thought it was great to see me pleasing so many ladies. When she tasted some of the bread she suggested chaining me to the table. My Lady rescued me by suggesting I do the blessing just before sunset. When I let Belinda know of my plan she quietly gathered the dignitaries from the village and the church. Stephen brought over my official clothing. A robe that had a simple coat of arms on the left breast to show I was the guy in charge. The heads of the different regions put on robes that had colored trim around the cuffs and the hood.


All the Order members present joined us. Tracy and the scurvy knaves all came along as well. The others chose to stay in the square when I assured them they would hear the singing. There wasn't much of a hill surrounding the town but we stood on the slope just below the ridge. I let Stephen guide Tracy in how protocol demanded we all form up. I stood where my Lady suggested and started grounding myself. The others formed up around me.


Gazing out over the town for a few minutes I took several deep breaths. Then I closed my eyes and called up a grid of the chi for the town. Letting go of the concept of time I started doing some chi healing. Before I'd gone very far my Lady started singing a song of healing for the land softly within me. I let it flow just as softly from me. The outer song grew louder at the same pace as the inner song. My Lady loved ceremony but she told me we'd be hours if we did it the other way. Think of everything you've come to love about Poland she suggested. This energy was soon flowing into my song. The love I held for all my Polish friends and the Order rose swiftly within me. The volume of the song rose a lot quicker on this wave of energy. Smiling I let go just a little more and felt my body sag a little as the last tension left me.


This was the moment my Lady was waiting for. Now completely relaxed and lost in my love of Poland and the people there was no resistance to what she wanted me to channel. She was in her element and in me. The song of healing remained hers. Several voices joined in when she switched to a Gregorian chant. The number of voices in this choir increased as we worked through songs of thanks and more songs of healing. There was a liberal amount of Gregorian chanting. Mainly to reassure the more orthodox minded that we were a Christian based order.


When I became aware of myself again Dabulamanzi was holding me upright from behind. He continued to support me while I did some grounding and healing work on myself. He let go when I thanked him for his help but stayed close. Dylan offered me a bag full of sausage sandwiches. I smiled and thanked him. Tracy handed me a bottle. I took a swig and smiled again. This was the good vodka from last night.


You can't blame me for not getting it to you before sundown.” Tracy scolded. “You had to spend two hours singing didn't you? Now I have to go explain to your housekeeper why I let you wear yourself out. I hope she understands protocol demanded I merely watch.”


She remained dubious when I told her that my Lady had taught me how to channel for longer periods without the disorientation I usually felt. The town elders all shook my hand and thanked me for blessing their town. I let them each take a pull on the bottle and took one with each of them. Tracy and Dabulamanzi hovered close but I had regained my strength by the time we were halfway back to the square.


Looks like it will be an interesting few decades between Rohan and Tracy.” Layla said as we entered the square to discover a palette of good vodka at each corner. “I agree it would be terrible to run out and you didn't know how many would be here.”


Very kind of you to allow Rohan to earn more good karma by making a larger donation.” Chen complimented Tracy. “I think he chose wisely. Tracy I would love to share a drink with you. Us old guys agreed to having nuns in the Order so we'd have somebody pretty to drink with in our dotage.”


We heard.” Leslie said when I asked if I'd sung loud enough. “I think the shift in the energy was the most convincing part of it. The singing was beautiful as always. Tracy and the boys understand about the drink but we're keeping an eye on them anyway. There's a limit to how many girls Marikie is willing to share Morgan with it seems. Morgan is too honorable to keep his feelings for Bernadette from Marikie. Marikie and Bernadette are too sensible not to figure something out. They have agreed to share him between the two of them but made it very clear there will be no others.”


Glad that's sorted out.” I said and touched my glass to Leslie's glass. “Thanks for helping them through it.”


Sanne sat down and spoke to Marikie at length about it.” Leslie said. “Then she placed a Skype call to Bernadette and Adriana. The four of them worked it all out. My role was to answer questions when the two young girls explained it to Morgan. Adam's support of the arrangement convinced Morgan to go along. He told Morgan he knew there was enough love inside of him for all three of them. Yes it is a heavy burden to place on Morgan but he's strong enough to cope.”


I suppose she'll grow to trust Morgan but you might want to encourage that trust a little.” I said watching Marikie glare at some of the other young girls. “He's part of the Order and will have to socialize. This will mean dancing with the other girls.”


Between them Sanne and Leslie sorted it out. I was glad to see Morgan and Marikie pair off with others. When they danced with each other they looked more relaxed and much happier. I danced with Marikie and checked on how she was feeling. Marikie told me it was nice to relax. I could see how knowing Morgan was returning with her to the hotel made that easier. When I pointed out the extra bed in my suite was in a separate room she smiled. Dylan gave up his place in the bed for a kiss. Morgan swatted Dylan for stealing a kiss from his lady. Marikie kissed Dylan again so he could get another swat. Morgan promised Dylan a full spanking when I explained the reason for the kiss. I danced with Layla and surprised Tim by dancing with him in public.


The hours passed quickly and soon it was time for us to head home. The town elders insisted Cibor take some of the good vodka back to the chapter house. They brought in a forklift to carry several cases back to the Order bus. I told Cibor to take all of it to the chapter house because we'd be joining him on Sunday. Tim and the scurvy knaves teased me when I nodded off a couple of times on the ride back.


The hotel has a room available so you can sleep here.” I said to our bus driver when we pulled up in front of the hotel. “We need a ride to Gdańsk on Sunday so if you want to stay tomorrow night as well you are welcome.”


The decision proved an easy one. He let us know if we needed to go anywhere tomorrow he would be on call. My housekeeper had his phone number. I tried telling Tracy I was just physically tired from being on the go but she wanted to take my pulses and check with Lao. He confirmed it was being busy and the emotions of being adopted that had worn me out. My housekeeper pointed out the hotel staff and our driver would know where to find the herbs Lao suggested. I had a meeting with the church dignitaries tomorrow which would be an ideal time for the rest to go shopping. Lawrence groaned as Richard kissed my housekeeper for being as wise as she was pretty.


Once we had Marikie, Adam and Morgan safely tucked in I allowed Tim and Dylan to tuck into me. They decided to top and bottom me. Dylan mounted my ass while Tim fucked my face. I laid back and let them have their way with me. They bathed me and slid under the covers on either side of me. What a lovely way to fall asleep.


Room service breakfast made the most sense for a group as large as ours. Especially when you added the other dignitaries to our numbers. Adam and Morgan fetched our bus driver to join us. He promised Tracy he would let her know in a few minutes about a good herb store. Tim and Tracy were attending my meeting with the church officials so my housekeeper and the scurvy knaves promised to get my herbs. I agreed they could call if they had any questions.


The rest of the gang disappeared soon after breakfast. We would start the meeting in my suite and carry on with our meeting at a restaurant later. America and Europe were the hardest hit by the embezzlers. Between these two regions they made up sixty per cent of the total amount stolen or thirty-six million. We were about three-quarters complete in all the audits so the sixty million could end up closer to eighty million. Stephen told us this was almost all the money embezzled. Somewhere between three and five million was already spent but it could be traced back to the embezzlers. This was what we would use as evidence. Our legal guys had told us we could use the money recovered. The spent money showed intent. They couldn't claim they were setting the other money aside purely for safe keeping or tax purposes.


Chen and Layla teased me when I spoke of the furnace and general disrepair at the chapter house in Poland. Tim laughed when Layla predicted I'd opened my checkbook as quickly as I opened my zipper in the company of a cute monk. You can toughen them up in the field I told the others. All the monks and nuns will be comfortable in the chapter houses I declared. Any Order member should know he can find comfortable lodgings if he is walking from the west coast of Europe to the east coast of Asia or from Alaska to the southern tip of South America.


Teams of Hospitallers and maintenance guys had to carry out inspections and take records of maintenance requests to make certain the work got done and it was properly done. The dignitaries agreed to set up a network using Skype for regular check-ins between these inspectors. They could discuss challenges and help each other. I wanted them to set up guidelines of the minimum comfort levels and commit to eco-friendly products. Terrence is doing brilliant work and he isn't even fully invested in the Order. Thanks to Mr. McGoo and his front company the Order could approach colleges for help. Offer scholarships in return for help I suggested. Layla suggested an inter-college challenge might be more effective because it would reach more students. Christopher thought Tim's idea for me to share the principles of my business empire created for Samuel was a good one. This could become the mission statement for all the front companies. I admitted I had one and would share it.


Christopher and Garth were all for Abby setting up her gym to combine her knowledge with Lao's suggestions. They suggested the Order might want to help finance it in return for being allowed to send people to learn from her. Tim agreed to set up a gym just like it in his project. Christopher had witnessed how much stronger I was from my workouts despite not following it as religiously as I ought to. Dabulamanzi laughed and complimented Christopher on his diplomatic scolding of the head guy. Layla let me know she was planning on sitting down with Tracy, Catherine and me to set this right.


Rohan you have an entire Order of nuns and monks to help you.” Layla said. “Tracy if this is a big improvement in how much he deals with then I'm glad I never saw what it was like before. We joke about him being the only man for the job but I've seen nothing to make me think he isn't worthy of the post. The fitter and more relaxed he is the easier it will be for him to cope with matters that need his attention. Rohan you have already begun testing what Lao and Catherine can add to our workouts so it makes sense for you to continue. I noticed you haven't been sparring with Tim or Tracy these past couple of days so this afternoon we are putting them through a workout.”


You can watch and advise Rohan.” Chen said. “You need to get those herbs inside of you.”


Have your housekeeper and the boys join us for lunch.” Dabulamanzi said. “We'll need a break from all this official stuff anyway. They're good kids.”


Fine but I'd like something in return from you Dabulamanzi.” I said. “This is a request as your friend not as your boss. I want you to teach Tim some sequences with the light mace. Stuff he can use without a shield. Layla I'd like it if you would show Tracy some as well. I don't mind if you others help but we're visiting the chapter house tomorrow. A place where we encourage sparring and some idiot is going to want to take on Tim or Tracy just to embarrass me.”


Please say you'll show me how to give the idiot what-for Dabulamanzi.” Tim said excitedly. “I want to embarrass him so much nobody else will want to fight me.”


Tim it will be an honor to teach you.” Dabulamanzi said. “When you feel you are ready let me know and I'll make arrangements for you to train with me in Africa.”


Thank you Dabulamanzi I will call you soon.” Tim said. “Hot is my favorite word when it comes to weather.”


Africa has a lot of hot.” Layla said. “When you think you are ready Tim spend another year getting fitter. Dabulamanzi is a traditionalist and his people believe in making a warrior tougher than a rhinoceros hide. You'll look forward to taking on a lion if it gets you away from him. That was the most grueling, challenging and uncomfortable year of my life. I thought of murdering him five or six times.”


The toughest of all the training I went through.” I agreed. “Glad I did Africa before the Middle East. After Dabulamanzi got through with me I was glad I was somewhere else. Anywhere else. Tracy he makes Brother Michael look like a kindergarten teacher. As my successor you will spend time in each region so you understand what the Order members go through in different parts of the world.”


Dabulamanzi if I had murdered you nobody else would have suffered like me.” Layla said calmly. “I really wanted others to suffer like me. Those monks and nuns I sent you were like new people when they returned. In comparison to you I was an angel.”


Rohan always threatens to send people to Siberia for the winter.” Tim said.


He's more compassionate than me.” Layla confessed calmly. “Now about the training of our Order how is Waldemar doing?”


Christopher let us know Waldemar had taken the chapter house in Gdańsk as a personal challenge. He wanted them to become good enough to challenge the SWAT monks. That is why he was looking forward to our visit. Waldemar expected somebody to challenge Tim or Tracy as well. This was just how the Order politics went. What he was really interested in was how many would want to challenge my entourage and how they behaved after the bouts. Garth let us know several other countries were working hard on getting their fitness levels up. The teams they had set up to help were having a wonderful time seeing all of Europe. They would visit a place and get the initial assessment done. Then they would leave the monks for one or two weeks to train before returning to check on them. This way a smaller number of teams could get more monks and nuns started on their fitness programs.


That took care of my main concerns. I asked for a brief report on the Andes project. The other regional heads didn't mind financing it because they were getting shares in the project. The conference center would be rented out when we left. There was provision in the financing for a smaller helicopter to fly guests up. The more adventurous could make the climb on foot or bicycle knowing there was a comfortable bed waiting at the top. Order members would make up the staff. When Belinda told me it was one of the few places she called spiritually invigorating I suggested some smaller rooms set apart for any monks and nuns that wanted to go on a personal retreat. The others laughed when Tim asked if I was preparing a place to run to if married life got to tough for me.


Amanda arrived a few minutes later with my housekeeper and the scurvy knaves. Everybody agreed getting some tea inside me before lunch was a good idea. While the tea got brewed Tim chatted to the front desk staff about a good restaurant. I told Amanda if I had to drink the tea she was joining us for lunch. On the walk to the restaurant Dylan told me they were having a great time exploring the city. They promised Tim they would enjoy afternoon tea for him when Dabulamanzi let Tim know he would be training for some time.


Tim if Dabulamanzi says he is training you until he feels you are ready then it could easily go on through the night.” Layla said. “You might be part of Rohan's entourage but as regional heads you also represent us. We are part of the entourage.”


Think of it as an appetizer for your visit to Africa.” Hafiz suggested.


When you spar tomorrow remember your opponent is the one who caused you to miss afternoon tea.” Adam said. “That should inspire you.”


I'll give the vagabond four times what-for.” Tim vowed. “Missing tea just because of politics is absurd. My Love your Order needs a healthy dash of civilization. Lucky for you the Brits are in charge of Europe so it won't take long to prepare a civilizing implementation plan or CIP.”


I took some dessert back with me because Tim was eager to get started. The hotel manager kindly took my word we wouldn't sue if anybody got hurt sparring in their conference room. Layla and the others all had their light maces for the same reason Tracy had packed Tim's mace. They also brought down some daggers and chains for the others to use if they wanted. Amanda and the boys had headed off to meet up with Marikie and some of the others. Layla told me I could spar with a pencil when she saw me eying the daggers and chains.


Things weren't too bad. I would get to see Dabulamanzi sparring which was always a good thing. He surprised Tim by having him move around without the mace in hand. I could have kissed him when he started teaching Tim the traditional warrior dances. These involved a lot of foot stamping. Ten or twenty thousand warriors stamping their feet and banging spears against shields was pretty intimidating. They also helped to get the blood flowing. Tim loved the dancing. I knew the steps. Dabulamanzi promised to teach Tracy if Tim concentrated on the rest of his lesson. Tim jumped up to kiss the giant.


Better put a mace back in his hands to help him focus.” Hafiz suggested. “Demonstrate the sequence against me. I'll use this cushion as a shield. He only needs to see the sequence. Tomorrow he can hit as hard as he likes. There's nothing subtle about the sequences we're showing him this afternoon.”


Stay balanced.” Dabulamanzi said. “There's a reason Rohan has been pounding it in to you. All weapons work best if you stay low and upright. Don't lean. The whole body moves. Upright. Forward. Thrust with your back leg. Keep pressing.”


Layla did allow me to make certain there was plenty of water and other cold refreshments on hand. Mostly soda water with lemon slices or apple juice. The hotel staff found it a little hard to concentrate on pushing their trolley with all the sparring going on. When I ordered the third round I was waiting outside the door with he empty trolley. Dabulamanzi and Layla agreed they had done as much as they could. There was no point to the training if their pupils lost because of fatigue. Everybody joined in the dancing lesson. Tim and Tracy seemed to find their second wind. Dabulamanzi offered to build a church to my Lady when she joined in the singing and spared him from listening to me sing. Hafiz laughed when Chen offered to pay half. Hafiz told Tim the last time I'd tried to hold a tune the authorities considered rape charges.


Rohan has his Lady so we can all relax and have some fun.” Tim said. “Once more. Please. These are warrior dances aren't they? I thought so with the forward and backward movement. Great fun.”


They would have to include how to carry a fellow Order member in the CIP manifesto Garth agreed when I slung Tim over my shoulder. Might as well head straight to the shower. Tracy promised to find us a restaurant for dinner once she had showered. There was no doubt in anybody's mind Tim and I would finish our shower last.


That's because he was so magnificent.” I said. “All that sparring and calling for a double round of dancing. I'll make certain you're well rested and do some chi work on the two of you later. Dabulamanzi wants to chat with you after dinner so we won't stay out too late. Now it's time to show the world how to invade a Briton.”


That's not quite the same as invading Britain my Love.” Tim pointed out. “I prefer your invasion. Sneaking in the back door eh? So That's the key.”


Sneaking? Ripping off your clothing and burying myself inside you hardly counts as sneaking.” I said. “Damn but it was hard to keep my hands off you with that mace in your hands.”


How do you like it when I have your weapon in my ass?” Tim asked between gasps.


I'd say it is just as hot.” I said nonchalantly. “Maybe a smidge hotter.”


A smidge Scoundrel?” Tim asked. “Uh oh gods such force would make one think a little more than a smidge.”


Let's call it a healthy smidge.” I said gracefully. “Happy?”


Very.” Tim said. “I love a vigorous fuck. Keep it up and up my ass.”


We're under orders to stop you from using all the hot water for the entire hotel.” Morgan said stepping in to the shower stall.


Dylan and Adam were right behind him. Naturally they had a plan of action. Dylan mounted my ass. The other two scurvy knaves formed up for a double team. Looking up at Adam and Morgan getting sucked and finger-fucked proved too much for Tim. Knowing how much I loved stimulating boys from the inside Tim was confident I wouldn't stop him from tugging on his cock. He was right. I let him get himself off while I assisted the three scurvy knaves.


Pressing the boys as deep as possible into my mouth I grabbed plenty of ass and muffled my cries of passion with their cocks. Despite his later start Dylan caught up to me. His orgasm set me off. The other two were a minute behind us. I didn't mind. My head had mostly topped spinning when they fed me cum.


Phew! Sorry we had to rush, Beloved.” I said as we were drying.


Rush! You were in here for an hour.” Tracy said pulling a towel wrapped Morgan towards her. “There's definitely no need to go into details. I don't think the saying time flies when you're fucking cute, young ass will catch on. Rohan even if it is true it still won't catch on. Help Dylan dry while I grab the two of you some clothes. No you can't walk out there naked. Protocol.”


Huh they've all seen the video anyway but I'll wait.” I said rubbing Dylan briskly. “Don't dawdle. We still have dinner, a walk and a chat to get through tonight.”


Dawdle? Me? You're perfectly dressed for a thrashing Boss.” Tracy said indignantly.


Scold him later.” my housekeeper said handing her two sets of clothing on hangers. “Three minutes.”


We were opening the bathroom door when our time ran out. Tracy was muttering about how we seem to pick up the pace when my housekeeper speaks. Abby had a shot of vodka waiting for her. She let Tracy know anybody who entered a bathroom with the five of us would need a shot of something when they got out. Dr. Deidre amended that to if they got out. My housekeeper warned me not to say a word when we left the hotel so I kissed her instead. Layla swatted my ass for thinking it.


Lawrence and Richard had found the restaurant while exploring. They had spoken to the manager about the size of our group and come up with a set menu for us. We all told Lawrence we didn't mind a stew if it tasted this good. I thanked him for arranging a salad to go with it. The boys didn't mind because they got to enjoy a couple of half-pints of beer with their meal. They switched to soda water with lemon slices of their own accord after their second.


Pater dear it wouldn't do to be tipsy at Tim or Tracy's sparring bout.” Adam said in his British accent. “I do so hope Tim gets to dispense some what-for. This will be his first time.”


We missed the other first time Pater so we simply must be present for this one.” Dylan added. “Let's hope in their enthusiasm nobody shouts out “Up the Brit!” or Pater will have Tim going from war to love in five seconds flat.”


A little awkward eh wot?!” Morgan said. “Never mind old chap I'm sure they'll honor protocol and avert their eyes much like you do when watching Agatha Christie.”


Now do you guys see why I do most of my sparring with a paddle?” I asked the dignitaries. “Layla saying it is cute and very entertaining won't get them to stop. What do you mean you hope not? I might need to find myself a mountain top in Peru.”


Huh we all know the only mountains you want to top are us.” Adam said leaning in and batting his eyelashes at me. “Why settle for the top of a hill when you can rest upon moons?”


You aren't helping by looking so cute and edible.” I said kissing Adam quickly. “Unfortunately it seems somebody used up all the hot water so I can't show you how cute and edible you look.”


That's all right.” Adam said. “I'm certain Marikie and Morgan will let me know later.”


The rest of us will let you know on our walk.” Sophie said kindly. “That's if the hot water user-upper ever gets done using up all the ice-cream in Elblag. Yes it was particularly fine and made in-house. I asked our waitress.”


Well-fed and content we let our bus driver guide us on our nighttime walk. His tour of the city got us back to the hotel an hour later. Tracy assured him we were having a nightcap before our chat with Dabulamanzi. My housekeeper took his other arm and that settled the issue. A pretty bully is the best sort of bully he agreed with me. When they served him vodka this good they were no longer bullies but angels. Tracy decided he was too sweet to spend so much time with me and dragged him off to safety. Leslie cheered me up when she complimented me on doing such a good job dealing with crowds. Tim agreed with her.


We are using your room so you guys are welcome to listen in.” Dabulamanzi said after the others had left. “One day it might come in useful for your first bouts. There isn't a lot to say but I'll drag it out because this is good Scotch and Rohan is paying.”


The gist of his chat was for them to remember any bouts among Order members were between warriors. This meant they knew the risks and consequences before the bout started. The time to hold back is if it is a civilian who picks a fight. They don't know the training we get so it is best to go as gently as possible without taking foolish risks. Dabulamanzi told them the risk factor would decrease as they gained experience. He told them not be upset if they couldn't exercise restraint anywhere close to what I showed. Sometimes you are having one of those days when dispensing what-for is the only thing that feels good Dabulamanzi told them with a smile at Tim. Remember you are a warrior but an individual so you will form your own definition of what being a warrior means he ended.


Tim it is politics.” Dabulamanzi answered. “Whoever holds a grudge against Rohan will take this opportunity. They want to do it before you grow stronger and start training within the Order. We all know that with Rohan's sense of fairness and compassion he won't retaliate. There is a very slim chance nobody will challenge you but it's almost guaranteed you will have your first sparring bout tomorrow. Yes it will be first blood and your opponent will want to shed a lot of blood to make their point. Rohan knows he cannot shield you guys so he will allow it. The challenge will be getting Rohan to release the tension after the bout.”


A lot will depend on how I do.” Tim said. “We've got everybody here who has been through it and knows what Rohan is experiencing so it will be okay.”


I think we've stayed up late enough.” Tracy said. “Let's get some rest.”


On the ride to Gdańsk I spoke to Tim about possible strategies we could use. He laughed when I told him it was easy for me to say sooner was better because I wouldn't be the one getting hurt. Even though he was the one at risk Tim thought getting it finished before tea made a lot of sense. I promised if he got hurt to brew the tea extra strong and extra sweet.


Everybody knew why Waldemar was at the Gdańsk chapter house so it made sense I would check in on the sparring. Cibor understood why I asked to see the weapons training before anything else. I reassured him no apologies were necessary. We all knew this would happen I added.


Pretty boy are you the reason the Grand Master couldn't be here to do morning meditations?” a nun said the moment we entered the room.


Well if you mean helping myself to a second bout of lovemaking I guess I am to blame.” Tim said. “How was your morning sex? Oh, I'm sorry. Let me guess. You didn't get any. That's okay. I'd be upset as well.”


Are you calling me ugly?” the nun shrilled.


Definitely not.” Tim said. “My husband has taught me nobody is ugly. Some are closer to it than others though. Cibor have we exchanged enough insults to get on with it? I'm not quite up on the form these things take.”


She will have to call first blood.” Cibor said. “Your last insult was sufficient and very polite. I think you are a natural.”


Thank you Cibor.” Tim said. “I hope I'm a natural with this mace thingy as well. Come on now my dear. Us Brits get very upset if we miss our tea time. Look Tracy already has my mace ready. Maybe you want to reconsider now you know we expected this all along.”


You are dreaming pretty boy.” the nun said. “I call first blood. Somebody give him a shield or are you going to hide behind the big guy.”


He doesn't need to hide behind the big guy.” I said calmly. “None of us will interfere but I want the rest of you to know if I am given the slightest excuse to step in somebody will go down very hard and stay down for a long, long time.”


I don't need a shield of any kind.” Tim said taking the mace from Tracy. “Ready when you are.”


Keeping the movements smaller today Tim used some of the tribal dance moves to shake his legs loose. Then he sunk down in his hips with his back straight and held the mace close to himself. He held it still in the center of his body. The nun knew not to overextend herself. She took a few gentle swings at Tim which he easily avoided by swaying out the way. Still his mace remained motionless. I was glad to see he had paid attention to my sparring with Maciej.


You really need to ask Waldemar for some pointers.” Tim said suddenly standing up straight and tapping the outer edge of her shield lightly with his mace. “I'm certain he's very embarrassed now. Although he did say none of you could spar with Rohan for a couple of years. Maybe you are proving him correct.”


While he was talking Tim had started moving the mace across the shield. He had gradually increased the force but they were still taps not strikes. When he got to the other edge of the shield I realized his plan. This time instead of tapping he thrust a little harder with the point of the mace. Startled the nun turned her shield slightly inwards which caused her left elbow to jut forward. Unencumbered by a shield Tim grabbed the top of the shield and jerked her forward with his left hand. Sliding back to his right he gave himself enough room to bring the mace across and strike her forearm just below the elbow. The sound of her arm breaking filled the room.


Then he did something that made me really proud. He dropped his mace and caught her shield so the weight of the shield wouldn't cause her more harm. Christopher was already moving and he smiled at Tim. Garth arrived a second behind Christopher and told Tim they would take care of her. Tim hovered close by to watch as they worked on her. A hiss of indrawn breath by Belinda alerted me.


No you fools.” Belinda shouted. “Don't do it! Please don't do it.”


Are you trying to protect the pretty boy?” a monk asked.


No you idiot she is trying to protect you.” Dabulamanzi growled. “When you challenge somebody who has just won a first blood they have the right to let somebody else take their place. Tim if you could have anybody fight for you who would it be?”


Rohan.” Tim said. “Cibor is this correct? This idiot will issue a challenge knowing Rohan will fight for me.”


Are you calling me an idiot?” the monk asked.


No. I've met some idiots I actually liked.” Tim said. “They were smarter than you. So far you haven't crossed the line. Please don't take that last step.”


I'm not afraid of Rohan.” the monk said.


Then you are an idiot.” Tracy said calmly. “I'd be honored if you used my mace Boss. Go ahead and challenge Tim to another bout.”


I'm not challenging him.” the monks said with a smile. “We're challenging him.”


Yes!” I shouted loudly when two other monks stepped up behind him. “Accepted! Gladly!”


Better get some more Hospitallers in here quickly.” Dabulamanzi said to a nearby monk. “You have thirty seconds to get them here. Thank the gods for text messaging.”


Cibor thought something like this might happen.” the monk said. “There are another six Hospitallers right outside. Holy fuck!”


When I charged the monk who had issued the challenge he thrust his shield between us expecting me to strike with the mace. I dipped my shoulder and kept my legs churning as I drove him back into his friends. Driving my shoulder up into him caused his shield to end up above his shoulder. Striking across his chest with the mace I put a long cut across his chest. Blood sprayed in an arc across my face as I pushed him aside. There were two more.


The sight of my face with their friend's blood on it caused them to pause. Taking the mace in both hands I struck at a shield with all the force I could muster. Splinters flew as I drove the monk down to his knees. Releasing one hand from the mace I put my body behind a straight punch that broke his nose. That left one more monk to deal with and he was charging me. Rolling past the monk I'd just downed bought me some time as the other had to work around his friend. Grabbing the downed monk by the robe I dragged him to the side so we had more room.


Trusting Waldemar was right in his assessment of the monks sparring level I waited. He approached me with his shield leading slightly just as he ought to. Unfortunately he was holding it a fraction low. This allowed me to strike the top of his shield without using a full overhand stroke. My two-handed strike drove the shield across his body in front of his mace. There was no defense as I drew my mace across his chest in a level cut from left to right. Once again I got sprayed with blood.


Two brave Hospitallers had hovered close and caught him before he sunk to his knees. They drew him aside while I stood there staring at nothing without realizing it was over. Dabulamanzi tossed a shield at me. I caught it reflexively. He held a shield and was banging a sword against it. I banged on my shield with the mace. The steps to the victory dance came back me. Slowly at first but my body quickly remembered the rhythm. Every step brought back memories of the joy we'd shared sparring together against the others for hours in Africa. Then we'd drunk traditional beer for several more hours under the African sky. I remembered it all. Especially our victory dance which we danced after the sparring and again when there was nobody else to drink with us.


Was it a good fight?” I asked Dabulamanzi when the dance ended.


Yes my friend it was a good fight.” Dabulamanzi said. “Honorable.”


The wounded?” I asked.


The doctors are with them.” Dabulamanzi said. “They will live.”


Good. Then tell me my friend why we stand here without beer?” I asked with a grin.


Welcome back my friend.” Dabulamanzi said lifting me up in a hug with one arm. “A wise pretty lady is bringing us beer.”


Hopefully she got some for herself.” I said still being held off the ground.


Belinda relieved Dabulamanzi of his shield and sword. I cleaned the mace on my shirt before handing it back to Tracy. When I had a third beer inside me Dabulamanzi suggested I let the wise pretty lady help me get clean for the victory feast. I agreed we had to celebrate washing our spears in blood. A very good fight Tracy confirmed as she led me away. Not much of one she added but fun while it lasted.


Happy to blood your mace.” I said. “You're certain I did it with honor?”


Yes you did.” Tracy said. “I couldn't have asked for a better reason. Tim fought so well in his bout. He didn't deserve another challenge. I can't believe those idiots didn't realize it would allow you to step in.”


“Cibor will find out what's up. Tim was magnificent.” I said. “That boy might be even smarter than he is cute. Who's looking after him? Layla. Good. She will know what to do. I thought Belinda would be looking after him.”


She's come to check in on you.” Belinda said. “I brought Stephen so it's quite proper. We brought you a robe.”


Rinse Boss.” Tracy said stepping back when I turned on the taps. “That's the best we can do for now. Cibor will have to be happy with that.”


Cibor is anything but happy.” Stephen said. “Three of his strongest fighters are down. They'll be fine Tracy. The cuts were deep but the ribs held. They were just finishing the stitching when we left to come here.”


You can put your clean robe on.” Tim said entering the bathroom with Layla. “I asked if anybody else wanted to add their blood to the stains. Nobody took me up on the offer. I'm sorry my Love but you'll need to have a chat with your Lady to take care of the remaining adrenaline.”


The dance took care of it.” I said draping an arm over his shoulders and leading him out of the bathroom. “The dance and the memories. We'll chat more at the feast. You were amazing today Beloved. Helping her with the shield made me so proud.”


That's Rohan for you.” Layla said. “His husband wins a first blood fight by using his brains and Rohan remembers him grabbing the shield so she wouldn't get hurt even more. Tracy keeping a bottle of medicine close at hand means you're a natural Hospitaller.”


I'll take a swig but we'd better catch up to Rohan.” Belinda said with a huge smile. “He forgot to put on the robe.”


We better check in on Tim as well.” Layla said. “He didn't notice.”


Is this the robe Dad forgot to put on?” Dylan asked. “He's waiting in the passageway for it. Don't worry Lance is getting some pictures. We'll never let him forget this. Must dash!”


She did try scolding him for leaving the bathroom naked.” Adam said when Tracy asked why my housekeeper was hugging me and laughing at the same time. “Morgan thinks she managed to hold it together for twenty-three seconds.”


Let's get Rohan seated and fed.” Chen said. “We all need something to help us relax. The boys thought Rohan had killed the monk when they saw the blood. Then before they could see he was okay blood was spurting from the third monk's chest.”


Waldemar thanked me for letting him know the three monks had proven his assessment of their sparring skills correct. Tracy kissed his cheek and offered him some good vodka from her medicine bottle. I was drinking beer with Dabulamanzi just like the old days. Dabulamanzi told the others at least there were no mosquitoes for me to complain about here. All those wild animals and they have to eat my blood. Tim agreed it made no sense at all. Much like a lot of what had happened today.


There will be time to sort it all out later.” I said. “We came here to check on the sparring and we did that. You were brilliant. Cute and brilliant is very appealing.”


Somebody better get Rohan another plate of food or he'll start eating Tim.” Belinda warned. “Tim's right we don't have much time. You guys still have to travel to Warsaw. That's a long drive.”


Yes it is which is why we are flying.” Leslie said. “Cibor called a friend of his who has a private jet. We leave at four and get in around six. I'm more concerned about Tim than Rohan. The good thing is we will be on the ferry all day Tuesday. I will sit them both down for a long chat. In the meantime we'll keep them distracted and moving. Our itinerary is good for that.”


A pity Griogair missed this fight.” Morgan said. “Abby I heard twenty-something stitches mentioned and that was just for the one monk. You know how he loves practicing his stitching.”


Wasn't much of a fight but I get your point.” Abby said. “The first two monks had barely hit the ground when Rohan faced off with the third. I don't suppose he was using chi to move that fast was he?”


No he wouldn't in a sparring bout.” Catherine said. “That wouldn't be fair. Yes Abby it might seem unfair with three of them against Rohan but I think it was the other way around. Maybe the next time they'll double or triple their numbers.”


And remember not to pick on Tim or the boys.” Sophie said. “I cannot begin to imagine how much pressure Rohan was under knowing he had to let an Order member bully Tim in his first bout. Then to try to bully him some more with three others. Madness.”


You three boys will spend a good amount of time working on your weapons training.” Amanda said. “The sooner we get you guys to the point where you can take care of these idiot monks the better. Rohan doesn't need to keep going through this. Catherine do you think his shoulder is okay? He slammed it into a shield hard enough to stagger the man and didn't even flinch or pause.”


There might be some bruising but he was using his legs to drive him forwards and upwards so the shoulder should be fine.” Catherine explained. “We're learning Rohan is so much stronger than we imagined. Lao tells me a lot of that has to do with chi. He has some students who have never been in a gym. They've only done Tai Chi for exercise. I'm going to put them through a workout in the gym with Theresa.”


You really need to take him up on that offer of your own gym.” Amanda said. “Tracy will need one for her college studies. Rohan will build her one even if it is just to get her degree. Then she'll be off doing Order stuff. You at least will continue running your gym.”


The problem is I feel bad about taking business away from my current gym.” Catherine said. “They've been very good to me.”


Will everybody you work with be a candidate for the new training program?” Dylan asked. “I didn't think so either. Why not split your time between both? Explain to the gym why you don't want to leave. I can't imagine they wouldn't work with you if it kept them some business. Dad will go to whichever gym you want.”


Between you and Theresa you can split your time at the new gym.” Amanda said. “That's a great idea Dylan. Uh-oh looks like trouble.”


Petersen had been biting his tongue throughout the meal. I knew what he was thinking when he picked at his food. This was mediocre at best. Good, solid and nutritious but lacking a lot of flavor. A third plate of something different only confirmed the poor quality of the food in all areas. When Petersen rose up from his chair I was there to kiss him. A long kiss that continued until he stopped struggling.


We are guests here today.” I said calmly when I released him. “Cibor will be happy to talk to you about it. You have the training program from England. Would you like to stay here and join the dignitaries when they come over to Winchester on Friday? I'll chat with Cibor. Leif please take Petersen somewhere quiet and drain the anger out of him. I really don't need another sparring match.”


Nobody needs a sparring match with you today.” Leif said. “I know the dance helped but it didn't take care of all of it. That is clear in the way you held Petersen so easily for the kiss. Thank you Rohan. I need to brush up on my protocol. I wasn't certain kissing Petersen would be polite.”


The head guy gets more leeway so leaving it to him was a good decision.” Christopher said kindly. “He gets even more leeway today.”


I asked Sanne about her thoughts on the chapter house garden. When she asked me what garden I was referring to I knew the problem. Sanne assured me Leif could create the garden with her guidance. Bram promised to speak to the maintenance guy and get plans of the chapter house. Sanne told me thirty minutes would be plenty of time if she had a monk and a nun to help her take measurements and box soil samples. I thanked her and Bram. They told me it would give them something to do on the ferry.


When I returned to my seat next to Cibor I explained the problem. My sons have combined to cook less meals in their lives than your chefs prepare in a week and they wouldn't serve food this bland I explained. You need a garden. Every chapter house needs a garden. Cibor was happy to have Petersen and Leif to work on the project. The dignitaries were staying here until Friday to see how Waldemar was getting the monks into shape and to discuss other church business. They would join us in Winchester to update me and find out more about Tim's projects. Donat, Maciej and Kasper were staying here to find out more about the politics behind this morning. Donat believed it was connected with the other monk's attack on me.


That left Dariusz and Dylan and a lack of alone time. While Sanne worked on the garden after lunch I chatted to Donat. Dariusz didn't want to stay away from the garden for too long so they would return no later than Wednesday. He was happy to let Dariusz visit with Dylan in Warsaw for two days if they wanted. I rounded up Sophie, J, Dylan and Dariusz.


How attached are you three to visiting Amsterdam and taking the ferry back?” I asked.


I'm sure it will be lovely to spend time in Amsterdam but I think another visit with more time to explore would be better.” Sophie said.


The ferry ride back will be much like the one here.” J said. “Pleasant but I wouldn't miss it too much. Why do you ask?”


These two ruffians need more alone time together.” I said. “Donat can part with Dariusz for two days. I was thinking the four of you might want to linger in Warsaw until Wednesday. You guys can fly direct to London from Warsaw. The dignitaries are returning on Friday if you'd like to travel with them.”


What are your plans for the week when you return Dad?” Dylan asked.


We'll need to have the Winchester project ready to house the dignitaries so I was going to ask the gang to help Caryn furnish the place.” I said. “The guys have kindly agreed to bunk down in the dormitory but I think the house will be better. Anyway I'd like them to have options.”


I'd like to help with Tim's project.” Dylan said. “Unless Mom and J want to stay.”


Two days will be plenty.” Sophie said. “Rohan don't for one minute think I believe it escaped your notice that in giving Dylan time with Dariusz you are giving me time with J. Two days with my love in one of the most historic cities in the world.”


Plus we get to stay in a suite.” J said. “Who cares who sees us kissing? I'll thank whoever I want where I want.”


That goes for me as well.” Sophie said.


The boys thought the same. Caryn and Holden were passing and asked what all the kisses were for. She decided I was being sweet enough to earn one or two from her. Dylan asked what her plan for the decorating was. Caryn told him the general plan was to get all the furniture together on Wednesday morning and delivered to Winchester in the afternoon. Then she would go down on Thursday morning to start working on it with Ingrid and some Order members.


I think it's a great plan.” Dylan said. “No I won't say more because it would ruin a surprise. I'll give you a call on Wednesday or see you in London to confirm things. Looks like Sanne is ready to leave. Let's start saying our goodbyes.”


Hafiz told me they would stay at the hotel in Elblag. Our bus driver was happy to get another five days of business and it would give Cibor an opportunity to escape the chapter house. Cibor chose to escape the chapter house by coming with us to the airport. The other dignitaries came along with us but Donat chose to stay behind.


Thank you for another interesting sparring experience.” Donat said with a grin. “Oh yes there is also the good vodka. I guess you do need both to cope. One day we will get it right and make it challenging for you.”


Today was fun.” I said. “I'm sorry we didn't get to chat much. You're right. We'll catch up when I visit Dariusz' garden.”


Maciej and Waldemar were sharing a bottle and discussing the sparring. Maciej congratulated me on coming around to the light mace. Petersen was in the kitchen cleaning house so Leif promised to pass on our farewells. Tracy dragged me away or I'd have spent another hour saying goodbye. Everybody else seemed in a rush to leave. They were waiting on the bus for me. Maciej gave Leif a hand with Petersen's luggage because he would benefit at dinner time. I was leaning out the window chatting when the bus drove away.


Right then what are you three scurvy knaves up to?” I asked. “Conspiring is a given. Did you have fun this morning? Good. Hopefully Waldemar will get around to teaching strategy soon. Dylan three guys in a confined space isn't nearly as hard to deal with as three guys in an open space like a garden or farmyard. Keep pressing them tight together and they get in each other's way.”


A good thing Lawrence recorded it.” Morgan said. “Rohan it all happened so fast I seem to have missed most of the pressing. None of us were going to miss getting a copy of Tim's first time.”


He upheld the dishonor of the fucketeers honorably.” Adam said. “Pater you may have your wicked way with him tonight but tomorrow morning he's all ours. What time are we leaving? Holy crap we'll be on it and him at five.”


Tomorrow night we'll be on you Rohan.” Morgan warned. “You did a very nice thing for Dylan and his mom.”


On the ferry you and Tim are mine.” Leslie said. “Thought I'd better get in on the schedule before you got fully booked.”


I pulled Tim on my lap and sat with my arms wrapped around him for the rest of our ride. When Cibor told me his friend had several construction projects around Poland and bought the jet so he could visit them Tim perked up. I explained about Tim's budding construction business. Cibor was pretty certain his friend wouldn't mind tutoring Tim. Especially if he was doing his best to revive the local economy and refused to increase his profits on government contracts.


Hello Tim.” Jerzy said extending his hand. “My friend Cibor tells me you are a fellow patriot. When we are airborne join me in the cockpit and we'll chat. Rohan it seemed more economical to learn to fly than pay a pilot. Also allows me to change my plans as I need.”


Belinda let me know she was coming with us. Stephen had to stay to chat with the church dignitaries but she wanted to keep an eye on Tim. She had let my housekeeper know the moment she heard of Dylan's change in plans. This allowed my housekeeper to let her take Dylan's place on the plane and ferry. I agreed I was fortunate to have such an efficient staff. Belinda laughed in delight when I attributed it to the spy ring she ran to keep a watch on me. She hurried away to find out more about the spy ring.


The moment we were airborne Dr. Deidre decided she needed to have a look at my shoulder. There was plenty of room in the jet because Jerzy liked to surprise his construction crews or family with weekends away. Some of the seats at the back could be folded and stacked if he needed to transport supplies. Tracy rummaged around for a salve to ease the bruising. When they had seen to my shoulder I settled back to read. Belinda had gone up front with Tim so I was able to unwind with just Leslie keeping an eye on me.


“Did Jerzy say what time we'll be in Warsaw?” I asked Tim. “Around five. The others will need time to settle and freshen up so if he doesn't mind chatting in our suite you guys can have your meeting. Tell him if he knows of a restaurant for us to try I'll gladly buy him dinner. Yes I'll be fine. I swear this lot have a schedule set up for keeping an eye on me.”


“He's on to you.” Belinda said to my housekeeper. “Well as long as you all pretend he doesn't know I guess it will work just fine. Come along Tim. Let's go tell Jerzy he's joining us for dinner. Why would I mind learning how to get rich in an ethical way? I might need to look into finding my own little country to help. Didn't Jerzy say he was born in Romania? Oh if I need funding I'll just embezzle some from Stephen. He's used to it by now.”


My reading got interrupted by our trip from the airport to the hotel and a shower. Dylan and Dariusz joined me to help me wash my back. The sore shoulder I explained to Tim. Washing their back in return is only fair Tim agreed. Two hard cocks proved too tempting for me to resist. One ended up sliding in to me from the top while the other found its way inside me from below. Dylan thanked Dariusz for muffling my groans of pleasure while he buggered me. Dariusz was certain Tim didn't need to have his meeting disturbed by a lot of noise in the bathroom. Dylan wisely followed Dariusz' suggestion to pick up the pace. Seems the gag would not last very long. The gag didn't last very long. Long enough to see the fucking finished which was long enough.


On the way to the restaurant Adam explained his dad enjoyed the old cities because they made him feel younger. He agreed with Jerzy it was good for me to have the weight of years lifted from my shoulders a little. We were on our way to a restaurant owned by one of Jerzy's uncles. Dylan wondered how dinner at the chapter house was turning out. I suggested we call when finished our dinner. Jerzy laughed when Abby explained Petersen's reaction to the food. Petersen's service is through improving the taste and quality of the meals which is why he is so passionate about it I explained.


Everybody agreed Petersen would have been happy with the food we ate. Our hosts were warm and inviting people. Jerzy embarrassed me by letting his relatives know I was responsible for all the help the flood victims in Sopot had received. They told Dylan the rebirth of Sopot had been closely followed on TV throughout Poland. The newspaper even spoke of a documentary about the farmers who had relocated south. The Second World War and the Communist regime that followed had taught the Polish people how important it was to help their countrymen. They really appreciated people who were willing to help their country instead of using it just to get rich. Their appreciation became clear when they refused to charge us for our dinner. We couldn't even cover the cost. Jerzy did talk them in to accepting a little something for the staff. He set the amount for us.


Warsaw by night was amazing. I pulled Tim close as we strolled through the city. Jerzy had booked a room at our hotel and joined us on our walk. The boys kept their promise to tease me about forgetting to dress after my shower. Tim helped me tickle the scurvy knaves. Jerzy was an early riser so he didn't mind us making it an early night. He accepted Sophie's invitation to join them for breakfast after we left. The others knew how important having them join in my nightcap was so they joined me without protest. Sophie and Amanda told me of their resolve to increase weapons training for the boys. I told them they had my full support and to speak with Tracy about arranging it.


I literally threw Dylan and Dariusz into bed and closed the door on them. Morgan and Adam were sharing a suite with Amanda. Unlike others they were capable of having sex without draining an entire city of hot water Adam informed me. I agreed it was shocking that people dawdled in the shower for so long it put the environment at risk. Morgan made me promise to report such people to Charles. When I announced I was about to deport two rapscallions to Charles it suddenly became time for my goodnight kisses. I swatted their butts while we kissed.


“This is your night Beloved.” I said on the way back to our suite. “Do you want to do me or be done by me?”


“Do you love me enough to do me hard?” Tim asked smiling up at me.


“Would hard enough to bring two lumps to your throat satisfy you?” I asked kissing him quickly.


“I think it might.” Tim said. “Let's give it a try. You do offer a money-back satisfaction guarantee don't you?”


“Only if you've kept your receipt.” I said opening the door.


We undressed close enough to each other to kiss. When we were naked we exchanged a longer more passionate kiss. I broke off the kiss to tuck Tim beneath my left arm. What a lovely ass. So edible. So fuckable and oh so spankable. Working in reverse order I brought my hand down hard across his cheeks. A swift six smacks got his ass turning pink. Sliding my arm further underneath him I lifted him off the ground.


Tim hung there folded in half over my arm while I set about introducing his ass to my hard hand. He stayed there for the rest of his spanking which lasted another fifteen minutes. The sound of my hand striking his flesh with a loud crack filled the room. Tim's cries added a delicious counterpoint to the mix. I was on the verge of setting him down when Dylan led Darius out of their room into the sitting area.


“Curiosity got the better of me.” Dylan said taking a seat where he could clearly see Tim's ass. “Sounded like more vigor than Pater used to take down three monks.”


“That's ouch ow your Pater.” Tim said. “Easy on the vagabonds and hard on his loved ones.”


“He's coming around nicely isn't he?” Dylan asked.


“You might say that.” Tim said jerking under the blows. “Fucking hell that smarts.”


“We'll have to make every day a first blood day if this is the result.” Dylan decided calmly kissing Dariusz.


The red ass was too much for me. Thank the gods I had the good sense to lube him up before I spanked him. Setting him on his feet I spun him around and shoved him against the back of a couch. The force caused Tim's upper body to snap forward and over the couch. I pounced on that ass before he could get his breath back or properly brace himself. My mate had done me proud. I wanted him to know how proud I was to do him.


“Two lumps wasn't it?” I said plunging my cock into his ass.


“I oh fuck yes believe so.” Tim said shaking his head a little. “So fucking amazing! I love you Scoundrel. So fucking good. Oh yes!”


“This is almost as much fun as Foghorn Leghorn.” Dylan said. “A pity we don't have some buttered popcorn.”


“Another few minutes of that pounding and Tim will pop.” Dariusz predicted. “Something got Rohan worked up.”


“He's busy working something up me.” Tim said. “Bet you can't do me harder than this Scoundrel.”


“What's the bet?” I growled. “Dylan. Done!”


Dylan had to come over and kiss Tim for thinking of him. I pulled Tim's hips back towards me even as they kissed. Then I stepped just in front of his legs. This gave my hips a little more space to press him forward. Holding his hips I got to pressed against his hot cheeks. Feeling his ass compress beneath me, still hot from the spanking, was just what I needed. There was no grace to my fucking tonight. We fucked like beasts. The lad wanted animal so that's what I gave him.


Pound his ass. Then pound it some more. Harder and harder until my balls were bouncing back off him. Groan and curse as my bouncing balls spewed cum inside him. I had Tim standing upright and leaning slightly back into me when my cum rose up my shaft. The other two watched as cum arced out of his cock. He caught it on his chest and stomach.


“Get over here and lick Tim clean.” I ordered. “Be quick about it. You have an early morning date with Tim. Lick not linger. Close enough. Shower all round. You didn't think I'd let you slip away with two full cocks primed and ready to explode did you?”


“I can't believe it after the show we put on.” Tim said. “Scurvy knaves indeed! How wonderful it is to fall in love again. Love. Lust. They're both four letter words.”


“Like fuck, suck and whip.” Dylan added. “Dariusz it looks like our curiosity is bout to get us two cats blown.”


“Getting to spend this time with you is worth it.” Dariusz said. “The sooner Rohan gets fed the sooner we get to bed.”


I wasn't too concerned about a lack of sleep but Tim needed his. Keeping with the theme of my play with Tim the other two got done in record time. They also got dried and tucked in bed in record time. I might have been asleep before Tim.