Date: Mon, 11 Apr 2022 18:52:43 +0100 (BST)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 117c

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Now, you are probably thinking we didn't have a good night. You are wrong;
we did. Laughing and joking the evening away. Well, once the guys had
slipped McPhee a 'Micky Finn'. Myself, I was ensuring Davy's glass wasn't
empty for long. It was around eleven o'clock when all staggered back to my
apartment.

With the door open, Dougal and Foster led McPhee down towards the sitting
room. I distracted Davy, holding him back until they were all out of the
way and then guided him into his room. He flopped back onto the bed and
giggled.

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Operation Pied Piper – Part 117c – Whale watching


Leith continues the story


I glanced down the corridor and could hear McPhee, Dougal and Foster
laughing. I went back into Davy's room and closed the door behind me. Davy
looked up grinning, "Why are you closing the door?" Another giggle, "What
are you doing in here?"

I sat down on the bed, taking hold of his foot and pulling off one of his
shoes, the sweet smell of sweat from his sock igniting my senses. I stroked
his foot and slipped his sock off.

Davy propped himself up on one elbow, his eyes desperately trying to focus
on me. "Leith, I can do that, honestly."

I just smiled and massaged the sole of his foot before reaching for his
other one. Once more I removed the shoe and then the sock, before raising
his foot to my mouth and kissing it.

"Davy, you're beautiful."

Davy shook his head as if he was clearing a fog. He pulled his foot from
me. "Leith, sorry. Thank you and all that, but you know Forts and I have a
pact. Neither of us will sleep with anyone else unless the other one is
there."

"But you said he was with Edwin tonight."

"Yes, that's different."

"Edwin is his brother, well, adopted brother."

I leant into Davy's face and was going to kiss him, see if I could change
his mind.

He turned his face away. "Look, I am sorry. But this is not happening."

He shuffled into a sitting position and began pulling his legs up to his
chest. I must have looked disappointed, Davy reached out and touched me,
"Leith, I am really sorry. But I love Forts too much to cheat on him."

"It's not cheating on him."

"It is to me. Leith, I love him, I am sorry."

"But we made love together before, without Forts present."

"That was a mistake."

"But then we did it again when he was here, all of us together."

"That was different. I know it sounds silly, but it is okay if we are both
there." Davy locked his eyes on mine, "Leith, I am sorry. I really am."

Was it at that moment? I am not sure, it probably was. It finally hit me,
Davy and Forts really were very much in love. I am sure I sighed, mumbling
"Okay."

I stood up. Yes, I could probably force myself on him. But I didn't want
him like that. "Can I just sleep next to you, then? Just cuddled up. I
promise I won't do anything."

Davy nodded, "Yes, that would be nice."


**


McPhee continues the story


I woke to something flashing in the sunlight, directing the beams at my
eyelids, slowly I opened my eyes and raised my head from the pillow. "Fuck,
my head." I knew I had said it out loud. There was a grumble from a body
next to me, their face hidden, covered by a pillow.

Christ, I needed a piss. I clambered out of bed. Staggering round, I saw
there were two naked guys in the bed next to me. I lifted the pillow off
their heads. Shit, neither was Davy nor Leith.

Fuck, where was Davy? Shit, shit. I staggered out of the bedroom and into
the sitting room, desperately trying to remember what had happened last
night. I diverted to the toilet. I had to piss before I did anything
else. With my bladder empty, I headed down the corridor to Davy's room. I
didn't knock, just burst through the door. Leith's smiling face turned back
to greet me. Davy was on the inside, Leith spooned in behind him. Davy was
still sleeping. I grabbed the bedding and threw off the covers. Leith was a
mass of arms and legs as he tried to get to his feet. Davy began to stir,
looking round through half-closed eyes.

I grabbed Leith by the throat, hauling him from the bed, his hard morning
wood swaying in front of him as I did.

I flung his naked body against the wall. "You devious cunt." I turned to a
now shocked-looking Davy, "Are you okay?"

Davy was definitely confused, his eyes wild and staring. "Yes, of course I
am. What's going on...?"

I turned back to Leith, "Forts was right not to trust you. You worthless
piece of shit!"

Leith was trying to pull my hand from his throat. He began trying to
speak. My fingers round his throat, stifling most of the sound, "Nothing
happened, nothing happened, McPhee. Please."

"You are nothing but a complete bastard." I spat the words into his
face. The evening started coming back to me, "All night you were slagging
off Forts, every chance you got, with your constant digs. Well, listen to
me. He is more of a caring and noble man than you will ever be."

Davy was now out of the bed, "Chris let him go... Let him go!... Please."

Davy's hand grabbed my arm. "Chris, I am fine. Leith is right. Nothing
happened. He didn't touch me. Please, let him go."

The door to the room was still open. I directed Leith's body towards it and
gave him a shove. He fell naked out into the hallway as I slammed the door
shut.

Davy was trying to get past me, "Chris, what's gotten into you?" Davy
suddenly stopped, his face changing. "Hang on. You said to Leith, Forts was
right not to trust you... That's why you came!... I thought it was
strange." He turned away shaking his head, "That's it, isn't it? Forts
asked you to come. He didn't trust me!"

Damn, I took hold of Davy, "No, that's not it. He didn't trust Leith! Of
course, he trusts you. He loves you."

"So he sent his pet to watch me?" Davy hissed the words at me.

"Davy, it was not like that. Forts worships you!"

Davy was shaking his head, pulling on his trousers and a shirt, "Well, he
has a bloody funny way of showing it. Get out! I don't need you here."

"Davy please. Fort's loves you! Remember, Leith drugged him before! Christ,
he didn't want him attacking you, and taking advantage of you!"

Davy stood in front of me, "Get out of my way." I held my ground.

"I said get out of my way." With a sigh, I stood aside as Davy stormed out
of the room and down the corridor to the front door. "Davy, wait!"  The
front door banged shut behind him, leaving me in silence.

Well, I had made a right royal mess of that. I got myself together and went
down to the sitting room, cursing myself, "Fuck, fuck, FUCK!".

As I entered it, I could see Leith was sitting, holding a cup of tea. He
leapt up as I went in. His face was panicked. He began backing away from
me, babbling. "Chris, nothing happened. I promise. I wanted it to, but I
realised Davy and Forts are made for each other and love each other very
much. I just couldn't take advantage of him, you know, being drunk and all,
please?" He had his hands up in front of himself, "Please Chris, you have
to believe me."

I raised my own hands, nodding, hoping it would be interpreted as a sign of
peace. "I realise that now. Err, sorry for doubting you. I seem to have
jumped the gun, and caused a right royal mess to boot."

I winced. Fuck, nodding made my head hurt all over again, "Christ, Leith
have you any aspirin? I feel like my head was hit with a sledgehammer."

Leith looked down, "I had better apologise about that too. I had Dougal
slip something in your drink. Sorry McPhee, but I could see you were
getting more and more protective of Davy."

"God, Leith! Fuck, don't ever let me get on the bad side of you."

He began to back away again.

I chuckled, "Leith, it's okay. Let's not talk about it anymore."

I sat down. Leith gave a wry smile and sat down again.

"Is Davy okay?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I hope so. I think he is phoning Forts now."

Leith took another sip of his tea, "Ahh."

I nodded, "I don't suppose you have another one of those for me, do you?"

Thankfully, Leith nodded. Then nipped into the kitchen and made me a cup,
too. He handed it to me, I took it with both hands, "Thank you. Leith,
look, I am sorry about grabbing you."

He smiled, "Hey I would probably have done the same."


**


Athol continues the story


Archie and I both glanced at each other as the phone rang. "Bit early for a
call." I picked up the phone handset.

"Davy, good morning, you're up early... Forts?... Sorry, did you say is
Forts there?... Err, not right at the moment, is there a problem?"

With that, the staffroom door opened, "Oh Davy, he has just come in, hang
on." I held out the handset towards a beaming Forts, "It's Davy."

Fort's pace quickened, "Ahh, he just can't do without hearing my voice."  I
mouthed to him, "He doesn't sound happy."

Forts took the handset, "Hi gorgeous." His face immediately changed, "What?
Davy, hang on, slow down. What?... Davy, wait a minute."

Forts took the handset away from his ear, "Dad, Gunny wanted to show you
something, he is waiting downstairs." That was all Archie and I needed to
hear. We both bolted for the door.

Archie reminding me, "Don't forget Niki's letter, we can put it in his
pigeonhole."

I nipped to my desk and grabbed the envelope. Mouthing to Forts, "Keep
calm, see you later." Closing the door behind us, I could hear Forts
again. "Davy, what are you talking about?... McPhee did what?"

In the corridor, Archie looked at me, "What was that all about?"

"God knows. Come on, let's post this for lover boy and then find Gunny."

I placed the letter in Niki's post slot, Archie smiled. "That must be the
first letter he has ever gotten here. I wish I could see his face when he
sees who it is from."

*

"Hey Gunny, Forts said you wanted to see us."

Gunny instinctively touched his forelock, "Good morning, Sir."

"Gunny, you of all people don't have to call me Sir. Come here and give me
a hug. Now what is it you wanted to talk to me about?"

"I asked Forts and that Russian guy Dim."

Archie burst out laughing, "It's Dima."

Gunny joined in laughing, "Yes that's him... Well, they said, they didn't
think you would mind if I made my little room next to the boiler in the
pool building. I have managed to get the boiler going, and the water is
warming up nicely. Can I show you?"

"You got the boiler going? Hey that's great. Show me this room you're on
about."

The three of us made our way over to the new pool building. Gunny opened
the door and led us inside. A quick flick of the switch and the lights all
came on. We followed him past the pool. Archie dipped his fingers into the
crystal-clear water, "It's warming up nicely."

Gunny smiled, "Yes, the boiler has been on for a couple of days. I haven't
tried the water yet, mind."

I nodded appreciatively, "Thank you, Gunny. Now let's see this room you're
talking about."

Gunny led us through the door marked boiler room. I was staggered. When I
had last seen it the room was empty, with bare concrete floors and
walls. Now the walls had been given a lick of paint and it had an old scrap
of carpet on the floor, a small table, and two comfortable chairs finished
the room off. Gunny stood with his head down and holding his hands in front
of him. "I hope it is okay, what I have done, I mean."

I gave him a big hug, "Of course it is, my friend. But you know you're
welcome in the staffroom at the Castle too, don't you?"

"I do, Athol, but it gets a bit busy for a wanderer like me. I hope you
don't mind?"

"Gunny, whatever you want. You know that. I will get Forts to drop a radio
set and a kettle over for you. I am sure we have a spare of each."

Gunny's lip trembled, "You are too good to me, my Lord." He turned away,
embarrassed by his display of emotion.

Archie caught my attention, mouthing, "look over here." There was a small
floor standing mirror, Archie was pointing behind it. I had a quick glance
and had to control myself from laughing. Behind the mirror was a circular
hole about four inches across and about two feet off the floor. The mirror
was obviously supposed to hide this change to the wall. I gave Archie a
wink.

"So Gunny, help me get my bearings. What's behind this wall?" I tapped on
the wall the mirror was up against.

"Oh, behind that are the two toilet cubicles of the boys changing room."

Archie gave me a wink. He turned to Gunny, "Right, we will have to leave
you. Great job of the room, by the way."

Archie started nodding towards the door, becoming more and more animated as
he did. I mouthed back, "What?" He just said "out" back.

We left Gunny and Archie dragged me into the boys' changing room, closing
the door quietly behind us. "What is it?"

Archie winked, opening the toilet cubicle door. There on the wall was a
small picture in a frame. Archie whispered, "Now if I am not mistaken..."
He gave the picture a push and it rotated upwards, revealing a hole through
the wall, with the words, "Knock on wall" above it. He smiled, "Well, shame
not to christen it after you."

I couldn't believe it, good old Gunny. I lifted my kilt, my cock was
already hard. I moved up to the hole and fed my cock through it and gave a
knock on the wall.


**


Gunny takes up the story


I thought I was hearing things. No, I definitely heard a knocking. But how
could that be? I hadn't even told anyone about it yet. I moved the mirror,
and was confronted with a cock I knew well, all ten inches of it.

I pulled over one of the armchairs and got myself comfortable. I was going
to enjoy this. I wrapped my fingers round the firm shaft and gave it a
gentle squeeze, hearing a low moan from the other side of the wall. I
pulled the cock further through the hole. My fingers hooking behind his
large balls and easing them forward, they hung through the hole, like ripe
fruit. I sat back looking at all the meat on display, it was a bit of a
tight fit. I would have to make the hole just a bit bigger, especially if
hung adults were going to be using it, too.

I pushed my nose into the gap between the cock and the wall, Athol's balls
hanging just below my chin. I breathed in deeply. The damp, musky smell of
Athol's pubes never changed. Old memories of when he was a teenager flooded
my mind. Gingers have a unique horny smell.

Gripping his shaft, I tried to pull him even closer. I wanted his fiery
pubes closer to my nose. The wall was only one brick thick, but I was
struggling to bury my nose deep against him.

He obviously remembered what I liked. He shuffled, thrusting his groin
harder against the hole. Finally, I managed to bury my nose in his
pubes. Opening my mouth to both huff in his smell and to take mouthfuls of
his pubes. Immediately tasting him, my taste and smell sensors all fired at
once, causing my heart to race.

With my head floating, I pulled back and kissed the throbbing head of his
cock, rolling back his thick foreskin, again smelling heady man cock. Boys
were good, especially the ones who could cum, but nothing beat the heady
masculine smell of a grown man.

I pulled back. Athol's large balls looked so inviting. Fuck, he had some
big bollocks on him! With my hand slowly wanking his fat shaft. I kissed
each ball in turn and then dragged my tongue over their hairy, wrinkled
pouch. Hearing another groan from through the wall, I toyed with one before
stretching my mouth wide and easing it on to my tongue. Fuck, they were
even heavier than they looked, or I remembered. Coating his ball sac in
saliva, the wiry ginger hairs giving up even more of his man musk, I wanked
his shaft harder. Letting his bollock drop from my mouth, I moved to the
base of his meat.

I kissed up the shaft, my lips meeting a glistening pearl of salty, sweet
precum rolling steadily down from the flared head. This time, we moaned in
unison. My tongue, following the sparkling sticky trail up to his bow
string, his deep red glans throbbed to my touch. The red colour was made so
much more vivid by the general paleness of his thick cock. God, I loved
Gingers.

Working my tongue over and over his swollen straining bellend, I finally
took it all into my mouth, my tongue dancing on his cockslit. More groans
filtered through the wall. With my saliva dribbling down my chin, he began
to thrust into my mouth. His groans becoming louder and louder, his thrusts
were as deep as the wall would let him. I really must make the hole bigger.

His balls pulled up tighter moments before my tongue lit up as his cockhead
flared and spasmed, pumping hot cum to the back of my throat. He stood
shuddering as his orgasm came to an end. I swallowed down most of his thick
goo, smearing the remainder all over the inside of my mouth. I relived each
and every one of those previous occasions I had gotten to drink down his
boy and man juice. He pulled his cock and now slightly lighter balls back
through the hole.

His eye appeared at the hole and winked, then his mouth. "Thank you, old
friend. That was amazing. I hope you are ready for another hard horny cock"

With that, another juicy looking cock eased through the hole.


**


Archie picks up the story


Athol and I were grinning like idiots as we left the pool building. He
stopped by the door, "We should put up a toilet sign here. Would save the
boys having to all go back into the castle every time they need a wee."

I chuckled, raising my eyebrows, "I will mention it to Gunny. I am sure he
will think it is a good idea."

Laughing, we crossed back towards the castle. Just as we did, Fort's Jeep
came round from the rear courtyard. He stopped next to us.

"Everything okay, son?"

"Yes, I am just going to pick up Davy and McPhee. I will be back later."

"Are you sure everything is okay? Davy sounded a bit pissed off earlier."

"Yes, he is fine, just a misunderstanding. He asked me to go over now, he
needs a hug and a Forts kiss." He burst out smiling. "Oh, Dad, I need to
speak to you about Carstairs."

"A problem?"

"Not really. Can we speak later? I had better get on and pick up the Grand
Duchess... And McPhee." Forts laughed again.

"Well, don't let us hold you up. On you go."

"Thanks dad."


**


Dima takes up the story


"Niki, yest pismo dla tebya."

Niki looked at me, "Say in English."

I smiled. He was trying so hard with the language. I translated it, "Niki,
there is a letter for you."

He looked surprised, "dla menia?"

"Hey if I have to speak in English, so do you. Say it in English, I will
help if you get it wrong."

I could see Niki really concentrating, "For me?"

"Yes, there is. And well done you, that's perfect."

Niki beamed and took off towards the boys' pigeon holes, I followed. He
stared up at the letter before reaching up for it. He looked at the
envelope and then at me, "Not funny joke?"

I shook my head. "No, I don't think so. Shall I help you read it?"

Niki thought about my offer and then nodded enthusiastically. He handed me
the envelope. I read the front, "It is definitely for you, look."  Niki's
finger traced the words as I spoke them, His Serenity, Count Nikita
Igoreovich. He smiled, "That's you." I gave him a small bow of my head,
"Count."

Niki looked like he would burst with pride and bowed back to me, "Prince."

"Come on. Let us open it in the staffroom. We can show it to Athol."

Niki nodded and took off at a run towards the staffroom, me plaintively
calling after him, "Hey slow down, I am not that fast yet."

*

When I got to the staffroom, the door was open. I poked my head in, Athol
was behind his desk, with Niki sitting on his lap.

"Sorry Athol, I was going to help him with that."

Athol grinned up at me, "Dima, come in. I am afraid he couldn't wait." He
pointed to a chair next to his desk, "Come and sit down. I may need you to
translate a few bits."

Athol gave Niki a hug and asked, "Are you ready?"

Niki nearly nodded his head off.

"Dear Niki, Thank you for your lovely letter. Fancy you remembering my
nickname. I will have to tell my sister off for letting it out. It was
lovely to hear from you. Mummy, Margaret Rose and I all thoroughly enjoyed
the ball and meeting you. You really did look dashing in your tails. It was
lovely hearing all about your life."

Athol glanced at me, mouthing, "God, what did he say?" I just shook my
head. Athol continued,

"And we were all impressed with your English. You have done very well
learning it. I hope we can continue to write to each other. I asked Papa if
it would be possible to see you when we next come up to Balmoral. I think
you are quite close."

Niki looked up at Athol, "Are we?"

Athol nodded, smiling, "Yes, we are. It is about an hour away."

Niki grinned, "Go on." He tapped at the letter.

"Scotland is such a beautiful place. I do hope you like walking and
riding. They are both my passions. Well Niki, I have to go. Papa is
calling. Mummy said to say hello. Write again soon." Lilibet

Athol folded the letter. Niki looked up at him, "Can we read it again?"

Athol was smiling, "How about you read it to me?"

Niki nodded, and with only a few errors, read it back to him. Having
finished, he jumped off of Athol's lap and brought it over to me. "You can
read it."

He was so proud of it. How could I refuse?

*

I had barely started when Archie called out. "Tin hats everyone, they are
back."

Athol groaned, "How do they look?"

Archie was comically peering round the curtain down into the courtyard.

"Err, not sure."

Athol sighed, shaking his head. "Not again."

Archie sniggered, "Nope, I was wrong. They are all laughing."

Athol jumped out of his seat and crossed to the window, "Archie, you are a
complete bastard. You really had me going there!"

They both began laughing. Niki looked up at me, "And they say we are
crazy."


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