Date: Sun, 12 Jun 2022 12:02:24 +0100 (BST)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 122b

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"Is that James?"

Athol moved forward, "Chris, I have just told him about you and Harding. I
think he wants a few moments alone."

"No!" McPhee pulled free from Athol and began running towards Brandt.
Calling out, "James, James, wait."

Athol exhaled and began shepherding us all into the Castle. I was last in,
"Do you think they will be okay?"

"Let's hope so."

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Operation Pied Piper – Part 122b – Arrivals


Forts takes up the story

"Come on then, Edwin. Let's see what Professor Harding thinks."

I was standing with Edwin outside the medical room. He had intercepted me
on the stairs. Once more he thought I had been avoiding him. That wasn't
the case, although I did have a lot going on. I marched him along to
Harding's office and gave a sharp knock on the door.  Harding's voice
greeted us, "One minute, please."

Moments later, the door opened, and we were face to face with Theodora. She
gave a beautiful smile, "I thought I recognised that knock." She giggled
and gave a little curtsey, "Your Imperial Highness."

"Theodora." I took her hand and kissed it. "Now, if you don't stop calling
me that, I am going to call you Dowager Duchess."

She smiled cheekily, "Ooh, anything but that."  She turned to Edwin, "Good
morning Edwin."

"Hello Theodora."

Still holding her hand, I had to ask, "Is everything okay?"

She nodded, stroking her baby bump. "Yes, all coming along nicely." She
glanced back at Harding, who was giving her a sideways look. I noticed it.

She gave a little tsk and shook her head, "The Professor is worried about
my blood pressure. I have to take it slower."

Harding stepped forward, "The blood pressure and the headaches." He turned
to me; his face was serious. "I insist the Duchess takes things
easier. Perhaps you would tell her to as well!"

Theodora raised her eyes as I squeezed her hand. "Theodora, you must listen
to the doctor for your and the baby's sake. Now, is there anything else I
can do to help?"

She leant forward and kissed my cheek, "No darling, you have done so much
already."

"Well, as soon as the Princess Maloshia arrives, I will ask her to keep a
close eye on you."

"Alexandra is coming up?" Theodora's face lit up.

I nodded, "Yes, hopefully in the next few days."

"That's super news."

Harding gave a grunt, "Remember Theodora, not too much excitement. Please."

She gave another demure smile and turned, grinning at me, "I had best do as
I am told." She gave another shallow curtsey, "Forts, Edwin," and she
left. Harding watched her as she made her way off along the corridor, his
face looked concerned. I mouthed to him, "Is everything okay?"

He mumbled back, "It should be if she takes it easier and slower." Then he
turned to Edwin, "Now, what can I do for you, young man?"

Edwin blushed, "It's time for my final check-up, Sir." He nodded down at
the front of his kilt.

Harding broke into a grin. "Of course it must be." He glanced at me, still
speaking to Edwin, "What's Forts here for, moral support?"

Edwin blushed an even deeper shade of pink. Harding winked at me. "Well,
you had both better come in then."

*

With the door closed, Harding asked Edwin to pull up his kilt and hop up on
the examination couch. Harding pulled an examination light closer and then
took hold of Edwin's penis, inspecting it. "Hmmm. Hmmm. Hmmm."

Edwin looked panicked and reached for my hand, squeezing it tightly. His
voice cracked, "What's wrong?"

Harding looked up and smiled, "Absolutely nothing. It's all healed up
beautifully."

Edwin smiled up at me, a look of relief on his face.

"See Edwin. I told you it would all heal up, okay."

His face changed as he glanced down again, "But?"

Edwin still didn't look totally convinced. "But it doesn't look like yours,
Forts."

"Yes, it does. It looks just like mine!"

Professor Harding looked surprised, listening, as Edwin didn't seem totally
persuaded. Harding looked at me, "Forts, would you be willing to show Edwin
your scar again?"

"My cock again, you mean?" I grinned.

Edwin's face burst into a smile as he sat up, his legs dangling over the
side of the couch. "Can you? Then I could see properly."

It momentarily flashed through my head that I had better check with Davy
first, but, hey, this was a medical thing, not a sexual thing. "Okay." I
hitched up my kilt with one hand, using the other to give my cock a bit of
a shakeout. I held it out towards him, "Look, it is just like yours now."

Edwin dropped off the couch and shuffled closer until our cock heads were
only fractions of an inch away from each other. "Do you really think so?"

Harding was getting cross, "Edwin, they look the same to me. What is it you
think is different?"

"Fort's cock head looks bigger."

Harding roared with laughter, "Oh, that's what you mean. Well, I couldn't
make that any bigger." He gripped Edwin's penis and turned it over, "The
Corona of your glans will spread and get wider without the constriction of
the prepuce, but it doesn't happen overnight. Stop worrying."

Edwin looked down, confused, and then back at me. Even I had noticed that
the Professor had suddenly lapsed back in to medical gobbled de gook.

"Edwin, he means your bellend will get bigger now there is no foreskin
holding it all close together. Just like mine."

I pulled back the loose skin and waggled my large cockhead at him.

"Oh." He was smiling again now.

Harding gave me a wink and then ruffled Edwin's hair, "Now all you have to
do, son, is get it back into practice."

"Sorry?"

"Go and play with it!"

Edwin blushed. We both dropped the front of our kilts. I turned to Harding,
"Thank you, Professor."

He smiled and began to wipe down the examination couch. He stopped and
turned back to me, no longer smiling, "Forts, please make sure that
Theodora takes things easy."

I could see he wasn't happy. "I will. I will speak to Denis and Marcus,
too."

Harding nodded and turned back to the couch, obviously deep in thought, as
we left.

*

I turned to Edwin, "Are you happy now?"

He nodded, I could see he had another question for me, "Forts."

"Yes, go on Edwin."

His voice dropped as he looked around us, "Do you remember, you said Davy
and you would help me try it out the first time?"

He glanced down at the front of his kilt again. He was right, we had. I put
my arm round him, "Let me speak to Davy, okay?"

He nodded.

"Hi chaps."

"Hi McPhee, ... Captain Brandt."

McPhee was smiling, "Is Prof. in his lair?"

"Yes, we just left him. I think he is just getting ready for some more
medicals."

"I thought he would be, I was going to see if he was happy for Brandt to
stand in for me today. I know you want me to go with you, Denis and Dima,
to Pittodrie."

Before I could say anything, Edwin pulled my arm, "Can I come too?"

"Hang on Edwin, I am not sure there will be enough room in the
Jeep. Sorry."

"Ooh, where are we all going?"

I turned to see Gethin and Callum walking down towards us. I signalled for
them to hush and waited until they were closer, "I have to go over to
Pittodrie House, Davy doesn't know."

Gethin broke in to a broad smile, "Can we come?"

"Well, I was just telling Edwin there is no room in the Jeep. Sorry."

"Not a problem, Bessie needs a run out anyway, I imagine. He can hop in
with us."

Edwin smiled and moved next to Gethin and Callum.

"Okay. But not a word to Davy, any one."

McPhee knocked on the door and slipped inside with Brandt. He emerged a few
moments later, minus Brandt. He gave me a wink, "I am sure he will enjoy
that."

I just shook my head, "Come on, let us find Dima and Denis."

*

As it turned out, Gethin had another passenger, too. Dima thought it was
important that Robert joined us. A quick check with Mishcon and
confirmation that he could cope without him for a few hours and we were on
our way.

Dima grabbed the keys to the Jeep first, Denis jumped in and sat up front
with him, while McPhee and I got in the back. Gethin followed behind us,
with Callum, Edwin, and Robert in Bessie.

On the drive to Pittodrie, I had to ask McPhee how things were between him
and Brandt. He had nodded, "Okay now, I think." I waited for him to
continue, he looked down. "I really upset Harding too. That's why I wanted
them to spend the day together."

"Are you sure that's a good idea? Harding was worrying he was too old for
you, as it was. Now he gets to spend a day with a youthful Captain Brandt,
'the Viscount Tilney,' who is considerably younger than him."

McPhee nodded, "I know. I just thought it might help, get them to be
friends."

"I hope you're right."

"I see you have got Edwin in tow again. How does Davy feel about that?"

I laughed, "Touchι McPhee. Davy doesn't know yet. But, to be honest, I
think Davy worries more about Theodora than Edwin."

McPhee winked, "Well, she is very beautiful, and she is carrying your
baby."

"Don't remind me... I do care for her and Dima, but I love Davy. Sometimes
it is just so hard to convince him of that, though. He finds it hard to
accept all this Romanov family stuff." I chuckled, "He should see it
through my eyes."

McPhee put his arm through mine and pulled me closer, he gave me a wink,
"Hey I love you too, remember!" Another wink and we both burst out
laughing.

"I know and I love you too Chris. I haven't forgotten about your uncle, but
I think it will have to be after the ceremony now, will that be okay?"

McPhee squeezed my arm, "It will have to be."

"Did you ask Harding about you and he having a cottage?"

McPhee looked away, "I will, I haven't yet."

"Oh."

McPhee looked back, "I am going to... I want to... "

"But?"

McPhee shook his head, "Hey we are here. Wow, is that the band Torcall was
talking about?"

"Yes, Davy doesn't know, yet. It is the Band of the Scot's Guards."

Drawn up on the gravel outside the main entrance of the house were a couple
of dozen bandsmen. They stopped playing as Dima parked up the Jeep. The
Drum Major came over to the vehicles, recognising Gethin's Air Marshall's
insignia, he came smartly to attention and saluted.

Gethin looked somewhat embarrassed, he returned the salute and turned to me
and addressed the Drum Major again. "Please allow me to introduce His
Imperial Highness, the Grand Duke, Drageonivanov, Romanov." The Drum Major
saluted me, I just nodded.

"Your Imperial Highness, it would be an honour if you could listen to us
for a few minutes."

"Certainly. Please." The Drum Major saluted and quickly made his way back
over to the band.

McPhee gave me a little dig with his arm, "Davy is going to love all this."

"God, I hope so."

With that, a royal trumpet fanfare blasted out into the morning air, as it
ended, the Band began playing God Save the King.

McPhee stiffened, and we all stood to attention. McPhee looked amazed,
"Forts, that's the State Trumpeters, how did you get them?

I shook my head, "Don't ask me. There are plenty of things going on I know
nothing about."

As the National Anthem finished, I approached the Drum Major and thanked
him. He looked suitably pleased, the Bandsmen did too when I turned to Dima
and asked him to ensure they had everything they wanted or needed during
their stay.

I turned back to Gethin and Callum, "Come on, let me show you round." As we
began walking towards the door, the Band struck up again, this time playing
the March of the Life Guards Sankt-Petersburgsky. McPhee gave me another
dig in the ribs, "Hey that's your one, isn't it?"

"Yes, come on. Let them practise in peace."


**


Davy takes up the story

It had been another long day. I hadn't seen Forts all day, again! I was
sitting in our apartment. Theodora and I had been chatting, but she had
headed off to bed, tired and suffering from a headache. I had offered to
get Professor Harding, but she had chastised me and warned me not to before
heading to bed.

I slipped off my shoes and socks. God, my feet ached, I stretched out and
wiggled my toes. At moments like this, wondering if I really still wanted
to be a teacher, stuck on my feet all day. Marcus must have read my mind,
he appeared with a basin of warm water and a towel. Having set them down,
he winked and crossed to the drinks cabinet and poured me a glass of
whisky. I lowered my throbbing feet into the soapy water, ahh heaven. After
a quick sip of the amber liquid, I closed my eyes and let out a long sigh.

"I'm back!"

I just knew it, the peace and quiet wouldn't last. I opened my eyes to find
Forts grinning in front of me. "Hi darling, have you missed me?"

I nodded. Forts pulled a face.

"Are you okay? You look tired."

He knelt down in front of me, next to the basin. "I am fine, just a bit
weary and my feet ache."

He pushed his hands into the water and grabbed one of my feet, and massaged
the sole, smiling up at me.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feelings his massage was giving me. "Hmmm,
that's nice. Thank you." Forts gave a little grunt. I could tell he had
something he wanted to say. He swapped to my other foot. I opened my eyes
to catch him, nodding to someone behind me. I looked round, "Edwin, sorry I
didn't realise you were here too." I sat up and looked at Forts. He could
tell I wasn't impressed.

He mouthed, "Sorry."

I forced a smile, "Edwin, come and join us, please."

Edwin came over and Forts gestured for him to kneel next to him, which he
did. Forts was nodding at my other foot, it took a few moments and an
obviously exacerbated Forts, whose head gestures were getting more and more
exaggerated, before Edwin cottoned on and took hold of my other foot and
massaged it. I was trying not to grin as Forts mouthed "Sorry," again.

I now had the two of them massaging my feet, Forts winked, "Close your eyes
and relax."

Sounded like a great idea to me. I sat back and closed my eyes. Forts spoke
again, almost dreamy like. "Edwin is all healed up now."

I nodded, "Is he, that's good... A bit lower... Mmmm, that's nice."

Forts continued, "Harding says he is ready to start using it again."

"Did he, that's nice. Way to go, Edwin." I kept my eyes closed. Suddenly,
it dawned on me what this attention was all about. I kept my eyes closely
shut and said nothing, as they continued to work on my tired tootsies.

It was cruel of me; I know. I could sense them shuffling and obviously
communicating with gestures only and occasional grunts. Forts spoke again,
"I was wondering if you... You know... "

I didn't let Forts finish. "Darling, just a bit lower and harder. Mmmm,
that's it right there."

Forts sighed and moved his fingers lower on my foot. I was trying not to
laugh when I suddenly felt my big toes being sucked in to warm mouths. I
never could understand why my feet being stroked and kissed made me so
horny. Obviously, it was one of life's mysteries. My cock throbbed and
began to fill with blood.

Hot tongues continued to lick my big toes all over, pushing down, until
both toes were deep inside the mouths. Gently, they both sucked and kissed
their way along, taking each toe in turn.

I adjusted my cock under my kilt, as I did I opened my eyes, Forts was
grinning at me, shaking his head. "You complete rotter. You really had me
going there."

I blew him a kiss as I smiled. Edwin looked even more confused as he
glanced at Forts, my foot still hanging comically from his mouth.

"What?" He mumbled round my toes.

I eased my foot away, "Come on, let's get this horny guy sorted out."

Edwin broke into a big grin. He jumped up and headed for the door through
to our bedroom. Forts moved the basin and helped me up. He kissed me, "You
are so bad. You had me really worried and here you are, all boned up."

I kissed him back, "Moi?"

*

Edwin was naked on the bed by the time we got through. He sat back against
the headboard. His legs stretched wide apart. His cock was semi hard, and
he was gripping it in his hand. I grinned at Forts, "I think he wants us to
inspect it."

Forts laughed, "I think he is hoping for more than that!"

I smiled at Edwin, "Well, first we need to get him hard."

I took Forts in my arms and began to kiss him, forcing my tongue deep into
his mouth. I heard Edwin gasp as Forts gripped me tighter and buried his
tongue into my mouth, then began to peel off my clothes while I did the
same with his. Forts and I made eye contact, he nodded towards the bed. I
glanced round. Edwin was busy stroking his cock at breakneck speed.

I broke away from Forts, both of us now totally naked. Our cocks, hard and
ready, sticking out before us as we turned towards the bed. "Hey Edwin, you
are supposed to wait until we have inspected it."

"I couldn't," He gasped, his eyes focusing on Forts and my bouncing cocks,
his hand, still a blur on his own dick. We clambered onto the bed and
crawled up to him. I pushed Forts on to his back and turned back to Edwin
as Forts hard cock swayed wildly. "Right, let go and let me see if Harding
managed to get them looking the same."

Edwin giggled, letting go of his cock, "He nearly did. But the bellend on
Forts is still bigger."

I winked at Forts and turned back to Edwin, "Really? Let me check."

I gripped Fort's shaft and pulled him closer, "Hey gently," he shouted as
he shuffled on his knees, as I pulled his dick closer to Edwin's.

"Hmmm," I held both of the cut bellends close together. "Let me see?"

Edwin moaned as I took a tight hold of his shaft. He obviously enjoyed it
as he moved his legs further apart.

"Bellends, look similar. Let me check the scars." I eased back the roll of
loose skin and stretched it taught.

Edwin gave a little wince, pleading, "Gently."

Forts laughed, "Watch him, he can be very rough." He grinned, "Guys with
foreskins can be like that!"

Edwin and Forts both laughed, Edwin nodding; like he knew!

Edwin's scar was quite obvious, whereas Fort's was all but invisible
now. Edwin's would eventually fade too, but, after all, it was only a few
weeks ago it had been done. I winked up at Forts and then got closer to
Edwin's dick. I flicked my tongue out onto the scar; he froze and gasped. I
ran my tongue along the scar, more gasps and a mumbled, "Yes."

I slid my tongue up to his glans corona, thinking what a silly name for the
ridge below the bellend. It must have been a medical person who came up
with that one, not a cock lover, like me. Edwin gasped again, thrusting his
hips forward. I could now smell his balls and crotch. He obviously hadn't
showered before he arrived. I let go of his dick and grabbed Forts',
squeezing my fingers up the shaft. His musk met my nose too, he hadn't
showered either. I wondered for all of a second what they had been up to
today, before my tongue licked the bead of precum off Forts' cock lips. I
grinned up at him as this time Forts groaned. I gave him my sexy eyes look
and with the glistening tip of my tongue just visible between my lips. I
swapped back to Edwin's cock and smeared Forts precum on Edwin's scar.

Edwin watched me intently and then grabbed my head, "Oh shit." His cock
head flared and his cock lips parted. I felt the spasm from his shaft as a
jet of thick teen spunk fired into my face, "Oh shit, Damn, sorry
Davy. Sorry."

Forts laughed, "Bit of a hair trigger still there, Edwin!"

I pushed my mouth over his spurting cockhead and clamped my lips round the
shaft.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Davy."

I glanced up at Forts and, with Edwin's still spasming cock in my mouth, I
mumbled over it, "Shut him up, will you?"

Forts nodded, chuckled and pulled Edwin towards him and pushed his mouth to
his. While I continued to swallow, what seemed to be, actually, no, WAS
four weeks of pent-up teen cum. I licked Edwin's newly cut cock clean and
licked my lips as I pulled away. Forts and Edwin were still making out. I
reached for Fort's balls and gave them a slap.

"Ouch," He broke their snog and grinned down at me, his hand dropped to his
cock and he waggled it at me. "Hey, don't I get sucked too, spunky"

He waggled his cock across my face, coating his bellend in Edwin's cum. I
reached for his balls again, he laughed, and body swerved my grasp. I gave
him a wink, "Oh, I have an even better place for your cock, while Edwin the
'Boy Wonder' here recovers for his go.

Edwin's face lit up. "Really, can I watch you and Forts and can I shag you
too, after?"

Forts smiled, "That's what he said, tiger."

Edwin shuffled to the side and got comfortable, "Wizard."

*

We were all lying back, snuggled in each other's arms. I smiled at Forts
and nodded to Edwin, who was now sleeping peacefully.

The bedroom door burst open. I glanced at the wall clock; it was eleven
thirty. Denis screamed, "Forts, it's the Princess Theodora, quick, I have
sent Marcus for Professor Harding."

Forts leapt out of the bed, me in hot pursuit. Edwin sat up, confusion all
over his face, "What's happened?"

"There is something wrong with Theodora, wait here!"

I quickly shoved on my dressing gown and grabbed one for Forts, who was
still naked but now disappearing out the door. I caught up with him in
Theodora's room, arriving at the same time as Harding, McPhee, and Marcus
crashed through the door.

Theodora was writhing on the bed, gasping for breath, holding her
head. Forts had leapt up onto the bed beside her and now had her cradled in
his arms. There was blood all down the front of her nightclothes and on her
face, she seemed panicked, her eyes wild as Forts attempted to calm her.

Harding joined Forts on the bed, "Forts, please let me into her."

Forts gasped, his voice trembling, "The blood seems to be coming from her
nose. Nowhere else."

Harding nodded, "Out of the way."

Forts jumped up, and with tears streaming down his face, he looked at me. I
crossed to him and wrapped his dressing gown round him.

Harding spun round, "Call for an ambulance. Hurry!"

Denis ran from the room. Forts turned to Marcus, "Get Prince Dima."

Marcus ran from the room, returning a few moments later with Dima and
Robert. Dima ran to the bed, coming to an abrupt stop as he saw the
blood. "Oh my God, Theodora. Professor, what is it?"

Still pulling on his dressing gown, Forts and I joined them by the bed, "I
think it is her blood pressure. I have been trying to get her to take it
easy." Harding glanced up at Forts, who just shook his head, mumbling, "I
told her too."

McPhee came over and leant into my ear, "I am going to wake Athol and
Archie."

I nodded, "Yes, good idea." McPhee left, while I held Forts and Robert
comforted Dima.

Harding took charge, "Right, everyone out of the room please, other than
Forts and Dima. Bring the ambulance crew straight through when they get
here."

Edwin met me at the door as I left, "Is she okay?"

I took his hand, "Let's hope so. Come on. Marcus, can you put the kettle
on?"

*

We all got very little sleep that night. Theodora was kept in the hospital
overnight and released home the next day. It was her blood pressure.
Harding introduced a strict regime. Forts assigned Marcus to be with the
Princess all the time, a duty he shared with the Princess Maloshia once she
arrived. The baby, thankfully, was okay. But Theodora was going to have to
take it much easier on the run up to the ceremony and birth.


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