Date: Wed, 23 Mar 2022 08:47:49 +0000 (GMT)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 116a

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His hips rose, pressing his pulsing cock into my treasure trail. I felt the
pulses as it spewed out his warm cum between us. The throb of his cock bone
tensing deep inside his arse. His muscles began to spasm round my shaft. I
was so close, I felt the loss of control overwhelm me, my balls gripped the
base of my cock. Deep within me, my body surrendered, my load jettisoning
from my balls, rushing towards its goal. My own body thrusting, pulsing,
forcing it up my shaft, my bellend exploding, spurting out rope after rope
of my cum, deep inside the man I love.

"Fuck DAVY! YES! CHRIST! FUCK! FUCK!"

I collapsed onto him, both of us sweaty heaps. We lay kissing, then I felt
and heard him chuckle. "What... What is it?"

"Can we do it again?"

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Operation Pied Piper – Part 116a – Home Again


Brian picks up the story.


Brookmeyer's cock throbbed deep inside me. The initial pain was
waning. Suddenly, he seemed to have changed. He was stoking my face,
kissing me gently. I couldn't help but respond. My tongue snaked into his
mouth as a moan of pleasure escaped my throat.

"I am sorry, Brian; I didn't mean to hurt you."

Brookmeyer kissed me again. He withdrew his cock until just his cockhead
stayed inside me, then slowly pushed forward once more. I gasped once more
as his cockhead pushed over my boynut. I pushed my hips upwards, trying to
extend the pleasure. Our kisses became more passionate, his cock throbbed
inside me. This was so different from when Gary had come to my
bed. Brookmeyer was making love to me.

I slid my hands down his back, feeling his rippling back muscles, before my
hands gripped his firm arse, feeling it tensing and releasing as he thrust
into me.

"Wrap your legs round my waist." He gasped into my ear.

Nibbling my neck, his lips moved to kiss me again, his hands moving to my
thighs to show me what he meant. He sat back in the hay and rolled my hips,
changing the angle of my hole as he pushed back into me, smiling as he
noted the pleasure on my face. Fuck, I was in heaven. It wasn't long before
he came, his cock pumping his cum deep into me. We cuddled together and
soon fell asleep.

It was dark when I woke; he was sitting up on his elbows, stoking my face,
smiling down at me. "Hello again, did you have a good sleep?"

I nodded back, unable to stop myself from returning his smile. He kissed me
again, our tongues once more duelling with each other. He gave a little
chuckle, "You have made me hard again."

I felt him slid over me, "Shall we?"

I didn't answer, just wrapped my legs round his waist again. He pushed his
hard shaft into me again. I moaned, my legs pulling him deeper. I heard a
gasp, I froze, "What was that?"

He looked down, "What?"

"I thought I heard someone or something."

He kissed me and licked my neck, "Probably just one of the horses moving."

"Are you sure? It sounded like it came from outside." He didn't answer,
just pushed his lips to mine again. I gave the noise no more thought. He
came in me again shortly afterwards. After we had cleaned up, he jumped up,
"Come on, you had better be getting back, I don't want that git, having a
go at you again."

"Gary?"

"Who else."

"You don't like him, do you?"

"Do you?"

I nodded, "I do, but he frightens me sometimes."

Brookmeyer helped me up. "He frightens most people. That's just Gary."


**


Forts takes up the story


You cannot imagine how pleased I was to be back at the Castle. When I woke,
Davy was still sleeping. He had made me laugh, after hours of passionate
fun, when he had exclaimed, "I am fucked out!" and promptly fell asleep. I
woke, spooned up behind him, my morning wood once again sniffing round his
arse cheeks. I had to laugh, giggling to myself, "Down, boy." I moved my
arm, my nose immediately assailed by the smell from my armpits, wow, if
they smelt bad. Christ, I thought, my balls must be humming. I leant
forward and kissed Davy's neck, whispering, "I love you." He moaned and
pushed back at me, "I love you too," he mumbled, still asleep.

I kissed him again, "I am just getting up to do the horses." This time, he
mumbled something unintelligible and snuggled his head back into the
pillow. I slowly untangled myself and slipped out of the bed. My hard cock
swayed in front of me, I caught another whiff of my armpits, pulling a
face. Before I could stop myself, I had dropped my hand to my balls and
given them a good rub and stretch. Automatically, my hand came back to my
nose, I was right, I stank. I looked at the door of the ensuite, should I
shower first? No, what was the point? I would smell worse by the time I got
back from the horses. My decision was made. I pulled on my jodhpurs, minus
pants. They would just have to be washed when I got back.

I glanced down, my cock was deflating, but it still made an obscene bulge
under the beige material. I pulled on my shirt and jacket, now where were
my boots? Five minutes later, I had every cupboard open and still no
sign. Only one thing left to do, I tapped lightly on Marcus's
door. "Marcus, are you awake?"

"Come in." he called out from the other side of the door.

I slipped inside, Marcus was clambering out of bed, naked. His morning
glory leading the way. "Good morning, Forts. Sorry, I was just getting up,
what can I get you?"

"Marcus, sorry about this, I can't find my riding boots."

Marcus gave a titter, "It sounded like you were wearing them all last
night!"

I blushed, "Ah, sorry, were we a bit noisy?"

He didn't answer, but now out of bed, he flicked on the electric brass
kettle. "Tea?"

I nodded, "That would be great, sorry to be a pain. I didn't mean to wake
you up."

He smiled, grabbing a house coat and quickly putting it on, he fumbled with
the cords as he tried to contain his morning hardon as it kept escaping
from the material. "Oh fuck it, just ignore it, will you?"

I laughed and nodded, glancing down at my own cock, his eyes followed
mine. I laughed again, "I don't think I can talk!" Marcus chuckled and
smiled, and then gave up, trying to restrain the beast. Instead, grabbing
the teapot and a couple of teacups, "Mind if I have one?"

"Marcus, you know me better than that. Please do."

I watched as he put loose tea into the pot and then added the now boiling
water. He opened the bottle of milk and sniffed it, "Seems okay." With the
tea made, he offered me a chair. "Now, where are your riding boots?"

He went into the rear store, "Ah, here they are. I cleaned them before we
left for London."

He passed them to me, "Do you need a hand getting them on?"

"Would you mind?"

He smiled and winked, "What would you say, if I said yes," and burst out
laughing. I grinned back, "Oh, I don't know? Find another job, maybe."

"Touche."

With Marcus's help, I got my boots on and slammed my foot to the floor.

"Shush! You will wake sleeping beauty next door."

We both laughed. I soon finished my tea. "Right, thank you for the boots
and the tea. I had better get going."

Marcus gave a head bow and reached for the door handle, "I will make Davy a
cup and you another, when you get back."

"Thank you."

I slipped back into our room and then out onto the dim landing, closing the
door quietly behind me.

"Good morning, Forts." I nearly jumped out of my skin.

"Sorry, did I startle you?"

"Morning McPhee, you are up early."

"I thought I would give you a hand with the horses. Can't have you
wondering about on your own, now can we?"

There wasn't really an answer to that.

*

We walked together down to the stables. Gary was already there and another
boy I didn't recognise. Gary gave him a nudge and turned to face me.

"Good morning, your Highness." He was smirking. The other boy was watching
me, when I caught his eye, he immediately looked at the ground.

I just smiled while I worked out what Gary was up to. "Ah, I am, in fact,
a, your Imperial Highness. Let's get it right!"

Gary laughed and came over and hugged me and McPhee. He turned to the new
boy, "So good to have you both back. Let me introduce Brian, he is a new
pupil."

I reached out my hand, "Hello, Brian, good to meet you." He mumbled
something like "And you Sir. Sorry your Highness, sorry Imperial High..."

"Brian, now, I never go by my title at the castle. From now on, don't
listen to Gary, just call me Forts, okay?"

He nodded and smiled a beautiful smile.

"So Brian, can you ride?"

"Yes Sir, sorry Forts."

"Well, once we have them all mucked out, fed, and watered, do you fancy
joining McPhee and me for a hack?"

He looked round at Gary.

"Hey you don't have to ask him." Brian blushed. Before he could say
anything else, I heard footsteps behind me and a friendly arm on my back.

"Forts, so pleased you are back!"

I turned.

"Brookmeyer, so good to see you. Give me a hug."

Now Davy has said, I am not much good at picking up on atmospheres. But
this one crashed even into me. I looked round, wondering why it had gone
all quiet.

Brookmeyer turned to Brian, "Morning sexy."

Gary was glaring, his face angry. He barked. "This way, Brian!" and turned
on his heels. Brian kept his head down and scurried after him.

I turned to Brookmeyer, "What was that all about?"

McPhee took my arm, "We need to chat, you obviously haven't heard."

"Heard what?"

"That's Gary's new friend. He told Brookmeyer to move out of the lodge and
moved Brian in instead."

I turned to Brookmeyer; he was remarkably calm, he nodded as McPhee
finished.

I couldn't quite get my head round it. "Really?" They both nodded. "For
fuck's sake, Brookmeyer, come here and give me a big hug!"

"Fort's I am fine, honestly. But I will have a hug."

"You two make a start. I am going to speak to him!"

Brookmeyer tried to hold on to my sleeve, "Forts please, don't on my
behalf."

I just smiled, "I will be back soon." I walked towards the
office. Brookmeyer called out, "Make sure Brian is okay." I glanced
round. Why would Brookmeyer say that? I quickened my step.

*

Pushing the door open. "Gary, I want to have a word with you." I stopped in
my tracks. Gary was sitting in the armchair, Brian was kneeling naked in
front of him, sucking on Gary's hard cock. Actually, it wasn't as nice as
that. Gary had his hands on either side of Brian's head and was skull
fucking him. Gary was smirking up at me, "You wanted to speak to me? Can it
wait a minute?"

I marched over, pulling Brian off his cock and helping him to his feet. His
face was covered in drool, Gary jumped up, causing Brian to fall
backwards. Gary and I were now nose to nose. "What do you think you're
doing?" his voice hissed out of his tight lips.

I ignored him and turned to Brian. "Brian, can you give us a minute, go and
help Brookmeyer and McPhee, can you?" He looked petrified, he glanced at
Gary, obviously looking for directions.

Gary continued to glare at me, his mouth formed a smirk and he nodded at
Brian. He quickly got dressed while Gary and I faced each other down, Gary
shoving his hard cock back in his fly. Now dressed, Brian glanced round
once more and hurried out of the room, pulling the door closed behind him.

Gary sat back down. "So you want to speak to me? Go on then! Come to
apologise for ignoring my advice? Are you going to say sorry for sending me
back? I was there to protect you! You could have died, Dima nearly did,
thanks to your arrogance!" Each word was spat at me, he sat sneering, "No,
you would never apologise, you don't have the balls. So what is it you
want? I am busy."

This wasn't going quite how I had imagined. "Can I sit down?"

"Can I stop you? You own the place, not me; not yet!"

I sat myself down. "Gary, what's wrong? Why are you acting like this?"

He shook his head, a look of contempt spreading across his face. "Too
complex for you to work out, your Imperial Highness?"

I took a deep breath. I held up my hands in the universal indication of
surrender. "Gary, okay, I was wrong, and I was stupid, and I should have
listened to you. But we are friends, what's this all about?"

"You didn't trust me. That's what it is all about! It was me who spoke to
Bruno and told him to watch you. No one else ME!"

I could feel his anger with each word he spoke.

"Gary, I had to side with Dad. After the chamberlain's death, we couldn't
risk you being implicated, whether you were involved or not."

His eyes didn't leave me. "You have no idea! What's the point! Who the fuck
else did you think was going to look after you? Keep your sorry ass safe,
Davy?"

I may be a bit slow, but quickly realised this conversation was achieving
nothing. I stood. "Look, Gary, let's speak later. I can see you're upset
and I really don't want to fall out with you, I love you too much." Gary
remained silent, his lips pursed and trembling as he listened to me.

I turned for the door and left. Seven sets of eyes followed me across the
yard. McPhee's, Brookmeyer's, Brian's, plus Pegasus's, Thunder's, Morag's
and Baxter's. Pegasus let out a loud whinny of greeting and began prancing
about, stamping his hooves on to the cobbles, Brookmeyer, startled, let go
of his reins. McPhee tried to grab them, but Pegasus was already on his way
over to me.

He trotted over to me, pushing his muzzle towards my nose, snorting loudly,
I held his head and did the same, breathing into his nostrils. "Hello boy,
I have missed you." I clapped him on the neck and then jumped up on to his
back, together we walked over to the others.

McPhee spoke first. "Sorry about that, Forts. That's us all done, you ready
for a hack?"

"Guys, do you mind if I go just myself? I need to clear my head. McPhee,
you take the rest for a ride round, please, can you?"

McPhee shook his head, "Forts, that is really a bad idea. You shouldn't be
alone. What if..." His voice faded.

I avoided his eyes, "McPhee, it seems I am full of bad ideas, one more
won't make any difference." Before he could speak, I turned Pegasus and
kicked him on, he reared up and broke into a gallop, out of the
yard. McPhee's voice chasing after me, "Forts NO!"

Pegasus was in charge, not me. He thundered up the drive towards the castle
entrance road at full gallop. His hooves throwing up great showers of
gravel behind us. I kicked him on, "Come on boy, fly." We did, out on to
and across the road, straight over the fence opposite and off down the
field. I need this, I need to clear my head, I need to escape.


**


Gary picks up the story


"Did you think I wouldn't find you?" Forts jumped up from the standing
stone he was lying on.

"Christ, I didn't hear you." He glanced at Pegasus grazing a few feet from
him. "Hey, thank goodness you're not a guard dog!" Pegasus raised his head
and seemed to nod towards Forts, showing his teeth.

I moved closer and sat down next to Forts, "Pegasus knows me. He knows I am
no threat to you."

Forts and I looked at each other. He went to speak. "Forts, please let me
speak first." He nodded and looked at the ground as I took a deep
breath. "I want to say I am sorry for being so bloody rude to you. No one
can accuse you of not caring and if they do, they are lying." I stood
again. "Forts, I was angry. Angry about so many things. Can you forgive
me?"

Forts didn't say anything, he just moved along the stone and wrapped his
arms round me and hugged me. "Only if you can forgive me, too. I had no
right to speak to you like that. Hey, I guess we are both struggling."

I nodded, hugging him back, "You know I love you, don't you? I will never
let anything else ever happen to you again, or Athol for that matter."

Our lips hovered, fractions of an inch from each other's, I pushed mine
forward. Feeling the warmth of his, he returned my kiss, then pulled back.

"Gary, you know what I am going to ask. What's going on with Brookmeyer and
Brian? What are you up to?"

I sighed, feeling the first rays of the morning sun hit us as we sat on the
stone. I told Forts about meeting Brian on the train and the immediate
attraction I had felt towards him. We both chuckled as I explained how my
dick had ruled my head and yes about all the problems my actions had
caused, first with Maureen and then with Brookmeyer.

Forts hugged and kissed me, "I am not going to condemn you, I have
frequently let my cock rule my head, as you have probably noticed." He gave
a nervous chuckle. I took a deep breath.

"Forts, I caught Brookmeyer and Brian in the stable together when we all
got back."

I saw his eyes move to mine. "Having sex?"

I nodded. "I think Brookmeyer did it to get back at me. But, it got me so
horny watching them, I wanted to join them."

"Did you?"

"No. How could I after how I treated Brook... Daniel."

"Sound like you still care about him too."

"Fuck Forts, how can I love them both and Maureen?"

His arm squeezed me.

"Yet, it sounds like you do."

I nodded slowly, turning away as I bit my lip hard and stood up. Forts came
up behind me. "Maureen knows you love her. How about you tell Brookmeyer
and Brian how you feel? I don't know Brian, but judging by the way he was
swallowing your cock..." He winked, then continued, "But, I do know
Brookmeyer though, and he loves you more than anything."

I felt my head shaking. "It didn't sound like it. I heard them both talking
about me."

"He is just hurting. Speak to him."

Forts patted me on the back. "Come on, we had better be getting back." He
looked round, "How did you get here?"

"I walked."

"Walked? Well, come on, Pegasus can take us both."

He helped me up on to Pegasus's back. I was behind Forts, my groin pushing
into his arse. He glanced back at me. "Gary, thank you for coming to find
me. It means a lot." Fort's voice faltered and then he added. "Now don't
get a hardon, sitting up against my arse!"

"You wish!"

He gave a kick, and we were off, back towards the castle and breakfast.


**


Dima takes up the story


My first morning after arriving back at the Castle, somehow it felt more
like my home now than the Manor. It felt comfortingly familiar. The train
journey had been long, although I think I had the most comfortable journey,
laying back in bed, with everyone coming in to speak to me. Forts had
arranged for a private ambulance to pick me up from the train. As much as I
would rather have stayed with them, I wasn't complaining, especially as I
watched them all clambering into that rough old army truck.

Forts had really been looking after me. I loved him more than anything. I
sat looking round the room, the doctor had just left, having made sure I
was comfortable. Then it started, the tears rolled down my cheeks. I hadn't
really been alone. In hospital there was always someone bustling about. Now
with the doctor gone, I suddenly felt I was very alone.

As I moved, my stomach reminded me it was still sore and tightly
bandaged. I gently pulled down the covers, revealing the wrappings round
me. I couldn't stop the tears. I wasn't worried about myself, but what if
the gunman had gotten to Forts? The tears flowed faster. I had promised
Grand Duke Truorwskoy I would always protect him, with my life, if
necessary. How very nearly prophetic that statement had been. I closed my
eyes, trying to block out the scene before them, as my brain replayed it in
slow motion.

We had all been laughing, discussing our purchases. How had I missed that
car following us? The thought tore at my heart. If Forts had died, it would
have been my fault!

"Hey, hi Dima, how are you today?" It was Forts.

He saw my face and hurried over as I attempted to shield my eyes. "Dima,
what's wrong? Shall I get the doctor?" He was about to turn and call for
the doctor when I managed to grasp his hand.

"Forts, I am okay. I was just... Just thinking about what happened in
London. I am just being silly."

"No, my friend, it's not silly. I keep seeing it all in slow motion,
too. Dima, you save my life. I will never forget that. It was my stupidity
that put everyone at risk, if I had listened to everyone, it might never
have happened."

With that, Davy came into the room. "Hi Dima. How are you to... day."

I put my hand over my face, shielding my eyes, embarrassed at my
tears. Davy instantly recognised all was not well, he turned to Forts,
"Shall I go?"

"No, please stay. Come and cheer us all up!"

I nodded in agreement and tapped the side of the bed. "Sorry Davy, I am
just being silly."

Forts took Davy's hand. "We were just discussing what happened in London."

Davy's smile vanished. "Oh."

I reached for his other hand. "Come on, let us talk about something else."
I forced myself to smile at him. "I want to see that smile you came into
the room with again." I gave a chuckle. "Sit down and tell me what that big
grin was all about when you first came in. Has this randy stallion been
keeping you up all night again?"

Forts blushed as Davy nodded. "Well, lucky you!" I pulled back the
covers. "It hurts my arm too much to do anything about this!" My erection
didn't even sway. It just stood rigid, like iron from my groin. "I don't
suppose either of you would like to help me out? It's been over a week
since I came."

Forts burst out laughing. "I know just the guy who could do something about
that for you!"

Davy joined him, laughing. "Who would that be? I was just going to suggest
me."

Forts lost it, laughing loudly, as he grinned at Davy. "Well, who better?"

I gave a little cough. "Well, how about both of you?"

Forts winked and stood. "Great Idea, hang on, I will lock the door."

Before he was back at the bed, Davy had grasped my hard cock. He bent over
it and kissed the head. Delicately at first and then with more
passion. Forts went to the other side of the bed and his head hovered next
to Davy's, watching as Davy took my bellend into his mouth. He watched him
as I laid back, closing my eyes, enjoying the warmth of his soft mouth. I
don't know how long it has been since Davy did this, but boy, was it
appreciated.

I heard Forts giggling, "Hey come on, sharesies, you." Davy let my cockhead
pop free from between his lips. Forts gripped my shaft and directed my
leaking bellend towards his open mouth, his tongue licking up between the
glans before his mouth engulfed them. Davy's head dropped to my ball sac,
and I felt him gently suck one of my balls into his mouth. I gasped, I had
never had two guys working my dick and balls together before. As Forts
wanked and sucked me, Davy toyed and rolled by balls round in his wet, warm
mouth, his tongue, licking it over and over.

I had to watch, anticipating the pleasure each was about to bring me. Davy
pulled off my balls and kissed and licked up my bursting shaft. He knew
just where to lick, where to touch. It had been said several times my cock
was the double of Forts. Fuck it, if Davy gave him this much pleasure, I
was as jealous as hell. Davy began to work his tongue into Forts mouth, I
gasped as I felt two tongues lapping at my bellend. They worked it
together, then Forts pulled off and guided it towards Davy's open
mouth. Davy plunged down my throbbing shaft, his hot breath blowing between
my pubes. With Fort's fingers gripping round the base, Davy slid his wet
mouth up and down the shaft. Was there a signal between them? If there was,
I didn't see it.

Davy's fingers replaced Forts, and he pulled off my bellend, tilting it
towards Forts open mouth, where it was devoured once more. Davy winked at
me mouthing "Close your eyes". I did as commanded. Davy's tongue wrapped
round one of my nipples, the tip flicking it gently. It quickly became a
tight, hard nib. The sensations went straight to my cock, I felt it throb
in Forts mouth. My cock escaped slapping down on to my stomach, I heard
Forts giggle, then his tongue licked my balls and slowly up my shaft, it
strained off my stomach, the head wanting to meet his tongue. When it did,
he flicked it over and over my cock lips before slowly kissing back down my
main cock vein to my writhing balls. He did this several times. On the
third, he stretched his mouth over my leaking bellend, once more taking it
into his warm mouth, working it with his tongue and lips.

Davy's lips moved to mine; fuck, I was in heaven. He pushed his tongue into
my mouth, probing, pleasuring. While his finger tip continued to flick my
nipple, I felt my balls tightening, Fort's mouth moved faster and faster
over my cock head and an inch or two down my shaft, each drag of his lips
over my glans, sending fireworks whizzing about my ears. My cock was
straining hard, every vein was standing proud, screaming for release. My
balls pulled tight against my stomach.

I moaned into Davy's mouth, "Fuck, I'm cumming." I heard him give a little
giggle, and he pulled away from me, quickly joining Forts by my cock. Two
tongues began working on it again, neither of them having to hold it with
hands as their mouths passed it back and forth. I lost it, my balls jumped,
sending my cum spurting up my shaft. It pulsed into the air, between their
lips, I couldn't believe it, the first two spurts splattered down on their
faces. Then they took the rest into their mouths, sharing it out equally
between each other. I was spent.

"Fuck guys, that was amazing."

Forts and Davy, who had started snogging over my twerking cock, both looked
up at me. Broad grins and cum splattered over their faces.

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

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rewarding than hearing your feedback with observations and
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