Date: Tue, 12 Jul 2022 11:40:22 +0100 (BST)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 126e

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I sat for the next twenty minutes telling him all about Gary and the strain
it was putting Forts and my relationship under. He only spoke to clarify
when unsure of what I had said. The daft thing is I did actually feel
unburdened once I had finished. He never said he would say or do anything
or speak to Forts about it, in fact, he completely changed the subject.

"This will make a beautiful place for the mausoleum. It has been chosen
well... Tell me about the lady Daphne?"

My tears returned. Through my sobs, I told him all about Daphne and how she
teased Forts and finally how she died saving us. Once more Vlad sat quietly
listening to me, my hand held between his.

Once I had finished and wiped my eyes, Vlad finally spoke, "Davy, shall we
pray for Daphne?" I could only nod.

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Operation Pied Piper – Part 126e – A time for reflection

Davy continues the story

Once we had finished praying, I felt uncomfortable. My hand was still being
held by Vlad. I felt myself blush and looked round at him. He was watching
me, too. He leant forwards to me and I felt his lips touch mine. I felt
myself press back, then I jumped up. I so wanted to return his kiss, but
this was wrong, so very wrong. I thought it was me. I pulled my hand from
his. "Vlad,... I am sorry... I shouldn't have,... I didn't mean to. Please
forgive me... Oh God, I had better get back."

He still smiled and reached for my hand, gripping it firmly. He turned me
back to face him, "Davy, you have done nothing wrong. Love is not wrong."

"But I can't love you. I love Forts! Oh, God... What's wrong with me?"

"Davy, Davy, calm down. I don't mean the special love like you have for
Drageon. I mean the love of a person for just being another warm, loving
being... Please Davy, I would never threaten your relationship with Forts."

I nodded, but inside my stomach was doing somersaults. I checked on Draco
and then, with Vlad once more walking alongside me, I headed back to the
Castle. The silence was uncomfortable. I felt myself walking faster. I just
wanted to get back.

Finally, Vlad spoke, his voice calm and warm, "Davy, I wasn't always a
Priest you know." He placed his hand on the handle of the pram and we came
to a stop. His eyes looked deeply into mine, "Are you going to stay silent
all the way back to the castle?"

I swallowed, "Vlad, I am sorry. I just got frightened..."

He smiled again, "You're okay. Nothing is going to happen. But I can see
you're still troubled, my friend."

I nodded as my eyes glassed up, my voice barely audible as I gabbled out,
"I honestly thought having the ceremony with Forts would change
everything. It hasn't. All my worries are still there, everything I
disliked I still dislike... In fact I have even more things I worry about
now... Forts worries about nothing." Once more, Vlad just listened and
nodded reassuringly. His silent understanding was drawing out everything my
heart had been concealing from others.

I think I even shocked myself when I blurted out, "I hated Theodora for
having Forts' baby... I wished her dead... And out of our lives so
often... She died because of me... I cursed her... what sort of person does
that make me?"

I began to cry. Vlad opened his arms and wrapped them round me and pulled
me to him, he kissed the side of my head. "Davy, Theodora's death was just
one of those things. It had nothing to do with you, I promise you."

I struggled to catch my breath, "Vlad, she spoke to me at the funeral. She
asked me to love and look after Draco as my own son. She said she loved
me." I sobbed again into his shoulder.

"See, she did love you and doesn't blame you."

"She even asked me to look after Forts and love him with all my heart."

"Davy," Vlad patted my back and rubbed between my shoulders, "It sounds
like she was a very shrewd lady. And she obviously loved you both very
much."

"Hey put him down. You don't know where he has been." It was Forts, he
began laughing, then saw my face, "Davy, what's wrong?"

I shook my head and Forts took me in his arms. I could see him looking at
Vlad questioningly.

"Davy was just unburdening his soul. He will be fine now that you are
here."

Forts smiled and stroked my face, whispering in my ear, "Hey Davy, I love
you. I promise you everything will be okay, my soppy sausage," then he
kissed me.

I glanced round at Vlad. He was smiling, watching us both; he stood
silently until Forts and I separated. I smiled and glanced round at Vlad,
mouthing, "Thank you."

He nodded and smiled back.


**

Forts continues the story

Things had been a bit frosty between Dad and me after I found out it was
him who informed the draft board that Gary was no longer employed at the
Castle. I say frosty; we had a blazing row in fact.

He had practically screamed at me, "Are you fucking stupid or just blind?"

I was sure the entire castle must have heard him. To my shame and in my
anger, I had shouted back, "I am a fucking Prince. How dare you, a nobody,
speak to me like that?"

Then he had gone silent. I saw him swallow and was sure I saw his eyes tear
up as he looked away. His voice was weak, "We will speak again. When we
both calm down."

With my parting shot, "You're fucking wrong," echoing down the corridor. I
had stormed out of his office, slamming the door for good measure.

That had been several days ago now. The atmosphere at the castle had taken
a nosedive. McPhee and Harding had returned, bubbling with excitement from
their stay in Aberdeen. This happiness had been promptly crushed by the
mood at the castle. Davy had pleaded with me to speak to dad again. I
assured him I would, I just needed to find the right time.

After dinner, I made my way down to the stables, McPhee joined me. I could
see he had something he wanted to say. "Go ahead, get it off your chest."

"Forts, it's not my place, but I am going to say it, anyway. You have to
speak to Athol."

I sighed, "Chris, I will... I know what I said was wrong. But that doesn't
make what he did right, either."

He took my arm, "Forts, I am going to stick my chin out even further here,
but you are wrong about Gary, in my opinion. Having said that, no one
blames you. You have done everything you could to support him, only for him
to throw is all back in your face... But you really hurt Athol. Archie told
me he hasn't stopped crying. He is frightened he has lost you for
good... Forts, Davy and you have really been through the mill recently,
what with Theodora's death and taking on looking after Draco... Athol
realises that... We all do, but you don't need this aggravation with
Gary... Please, just say you're sorry to Athol, before it's too late."

Deep down I knew Chris was right. I had had the same conversation with Davy
every night since Athol and I had fallen out. "I will, Chris. Come on,
let's get these horses sorted. I will see him tonight."

Chris nodded reassuringly. I watched as he enthusiastically greeted
Hunter. At least I had done something right. Of course, Pegasus and Daphne
were excited to see me as well. I had just started mucking them both out
when I heard someone crying. It was coming from Niki's horse's stable. I
went to the door. Niki was in the corner crying. "Hey, Niki." I opened the
stable door and went to him, "What's up, my friend?"

He turned away from me, covering his face.

"Niki, come on, what's wrong?"

He held out a folded piece of paper, I took it from him. It was the letter
from The Princess Elizabeth inviting us all to Balmoral. I had completely
forgotten about that, what with everything else going on.

"Don't you want to go anymore?"

He shook his head, mumbling, "No one to take me."

I hugged him, "Sure there is." Niki looked up at me, rubbing his
eyes. "Davy and I can take you and Chris... McPhee, come here."

Chris' face appeared at the door, he hurried in when he saw me cuddling
Niki. I smiled at Chris as I hugged Niki. "This little fella thinks we have
forgotten about taking him to see the Princess Elizabeth at Balmoral and
his Cossack riding demonstration she asked to see."

McPhee caught on straight away, "No way, Niki. Forts and I were just
talking about it."

Niki looked up, a smile replacing his sad face, "Really?"

"Sure thing. Shall I check and make sure they are ready for us to visit?"

Niki let go of me and hugged Chris, nodding. Chris looked at me and winked.

Niki helped us finish off mucking out, and then the three of us slowly
walked back to the Castle. I felt McPhee's eyes on me. "I'm going... I'm
going." Chris gave me a pat on the back and winked.

*

I headed along to Dad's office. He hadn't been in the staffroom for days. I
took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

I took my white hankie out of my jodhpurs pocket and opened the door,
waving my hankie through the gap. I heard a chuckle. I opened the door a
bit more and looked in. "Dad."

"Forts, come in son."

Dad met me halfway across the floor. He held his arms open. I felt myself
getting all emotional. I hugged him, "Sorry Dad."

"I'm sorry too, son." He kissed the side of my head and squeezed me
hard. "Come and sit down. Let's talk."

I hadn't noticed him, but Archie was sitting quietly near the window. He
stood and smiled, crossed over, and kissed my cheek. "I will go and let you
two talk."

Dad nodded, "Thank you."

Archie gave me a wink, and mouthed, "Well done," and left, leaving Dad and
me looking at each other.

"Dad. I am sorry. I should never have spoken to you like that. I had no
right. I'm truly sorry. There is only one nobody here, and that's me."

Dad smiled, "Thank you, Son. But, let's just accept we are both things we
never wanted to be." He chuckled, "Listen to us. Many people would give
their eyeteeth to have what we have."

I nodded. We sat chatting, our conversation getting warmer, but both of us
skirting round the elephant in the room.

"Dad, about Gary."

I saw his face tense, his smile gradually fading.

"Dad. I have been talking to Davy and lots of others. I realise you did
what you had to do... Gary... Gary... Well put it this way, I understand
why you did it. I know he has refused to see the doctor again. He left you
no option."

Dad sat watching my face. He waited until I had finished, "Thank you,
son. I know how much you care about him. So do I, but he just won't agree
to getting help. I have to think about all the boys at the school." Dad
looked down, "That doesn't mean I feel proud of myself, however."

I stood and crossed to his chair and hugged him. "You did everything for
him you could."

Dad hugged me back, "Does that mean I can keep my job?" He winked.

I blushed, "Ah, Davy told you?"

"He did. He was so worried about you Forts."

"I know..."

Dad hugged me again, "He seems to be getting on well with Father
Vladimir. Archie mentioned he had seen them walking and deep in
conversation a few times."

"Yes. I think it has been good for Davy, someone unconnected with the
Castle to talk to. He had some stuff to sort out in his head."

Dad nodded, "Don't we all. Is everything okay between you two?"

"Yes. It is now."

"Good. Maybe I should have a chat with Father Vladimir too... Wouldn't hurt
you either Forts to open up to someone... Drink?"


**

Davy continues the story

I was just finishing off Forts' feet. He moaned deeply, his toes curling as
I massaged the pads of his feet. Vlad's oiled hands were working Forts'
shoulders, his fingers pushing deeply in to the skin and muscle around
Forts' neck as he was lying face down on one of the marble massage slabs at
Brodskoy's club.

Forts' oiled back shimmered in the subdued lighting. The dark hairs on his
legs and arse cheeks pulled into small, damp swirls. Vlad turned to me and
smiled and gave me a little wink. He slapped Forts' oiled arse, "Turn
over."

Forts gave a chuckle, "I am not sure I should." He looked at me and
grinned, nodding towards his groin.

I just shook my head and chortled, "Just turn over."

Forts winked and flipped over on to his back, his thick eight inches swayed
up, seemingly in slow motion, hovered, and slapped down on to his stomach,
partially concealing itself in his treasure trail. Forts raised his head
and looked at me, "Told you."

I laughed and leant forward, "Don't worry, I don't think it is anything
Vlad hasn't seen before."

*

Now you're probably all wondering what's going on. Well, where to start? A
few days had passed since Forts had spoken with Athol and thank goodness,
peace and calm had returned to the Castle. Vlad, Forts, and I had continued
to build our friendship. He had joined us several evenings now, and we had
spent many hours learning all about each other's lives.

Vlad had been right when he said to me, "Davy, I haven't always been a
priest." He certainly hadn't. He had Forts and me in fits of laughter and
tears too, several times with the stories of his childhood, especially his
teenage years. From listening to him, he had kind of just fallen into the
priesthood.

His family, like Forts' had fled Russia, as it collapsed under the
Bolsheviks and had moved to England. He wasn't from aristocratic blood, but
his family had been comfortably off. His parents had both struggled to
learn English and consequently, they lived a sheltered life, living off
what monies they had managed to bring with them. His mother had been very
religious and had forced him to attend the Russian Orthodox church in
London several times a week. He told how he had rebelled against
this. Without going into much detail, he told us how as a teenager, his
life had spiralled out of control. He had been in trouble with the Police
several times. After his mother died suddenly when he was eighteen, his
father, who due to his poor English had been unable to find a job. Then
with the loss of his wife, his father became unable to cope, and had taken
to drinking, before he ended his own life.

Vlad had found himself alone and he felt unloved, thinking that the easiest
way out was to join his father and mother. He had walked down to the banks
of the Thames near the City of London. There, as he thought about his life
and all the shitty breaks it had given him, he heard singing. He had looked
up and coming towards him were a group of Russian Priests and
followers. They had walked right past him, singing. He had envied the joy
they seemed to be carrying in their hearts. That was when it happened. One
of the priests stopped and came over to him and began to speak to him; It
was the then Father Navarofski. Well, to cut a long story, sort of medium
length, he had taken the boy in and the rest, as Vlad said, "Was history."

Forts had been telling him about Brodskoy and his club. Vlad had smiled and
told us how he used to love to take a Banya, a Russian steam bath. That had
surprised me. "I didn't think you would be allowed to be naked in front of
others?"

"Davy, it's not a problem as long as it's all boys together. No Girls." He
had laughed.

Forts had sat forward, "We should go then. I will talk to Itzka and arrange
it."

Vlad had stroked his beard, "I may have to trim this a bit. Otherwise, I
will end up sweating like a glassblower's arse."

"Are you allowed to trim it?"

"Davy. It's not the dark ages. Most orthodox Priests have long beards, but
it is okay to have a trimmed one too."

Forts had stroked his chin, "I was thinking of growing my Romanov stache
and beard set again. What do you think, Davy?"

Vlad spotted my look, "You not a beard fan then, Davy?"

*

So that's how we got to where we are. Forts had spoken to Itzka and
arranged everything. Unfortunately, Itzka wasn't able to join us; he had a
prior business engagement. But he put the club at Forts' disposal. We had
driven over earlier in the Jeep. We got a few strange looks, Forts and me
in our kilts and Vlad in his black robes and cross, clinging desperately on
to his hat. Oh, he was now sporting a short clippered beard, too.

Once in the club, we all stripped down and wrapped the little supplied
towels round our waists. I confess, I watched as Vlad undressed. He had a
smooth muscled body, not too hairy, just a broad 'T' across his chest and
leading in a thick column down to his belly button and then continuing down
to his wild pubes. He caught me looking at him, he winked and turned full
on to me, "See, just like you." He had laughed.

Like most Russians, Vlad was uncircumcised. His cock hung, what looked like
five inches flaccid down over two decent sized balls, which rested in a
very hairy sack. He watched as I removed my clothes and nodded, then
glanced at Forts' naked body. "Hey do you two cut your pubes? I thought you
would both be much wilder." He pointed down to his own thick bush.

Forts grinned, "Yes, Davy prefers it." I blushed, Forts winked at me and
Vlad.

Vlad joking raised his eyes, "Oh dear."

Forts grinned, "I will lend you some scissors." We all laughed.

*

The three of us made our way through into the steam room. Forts and I
hesitated, letting Vlad go first. He obviously realised we were both
hanging back. He chuckled and removed his towel, hanging it on one of the
pegs beside the door. He grinned as he opened the door, his pert arse
vanishing into the steam, "Come on, you two. Towels off, dicks out!"

Laughing, Forts and I joined him in the gloomy steam room. We all sat
together, breathing deeply and relaxing as the steam billowed round
us. Vlad clapped his hand on my knee, smiling. I froze and glanced towards
Forts, who was watching Vlad's movements.

"Well Davy, having seen his Imperial Highness stripped off, I can see what
first attracted you to him." He belly laughed, and then gave an elephant
cry and waved his arm like a trunk.

At first neither Forts nor I knew if it was okay to laugh. Vlad made the
elephant noise again, that was it, Forts ended up on the floor
laughing. Then, as we helped him up, he embraced the naked Vlad. "You make
me laugh, my friend. I would never have guessed you were a Priest the way
you go on." Forts waggled his hips and spun his cock round and round, "But
you're not wrong."

Vlad joined the laughter, "Well, don't tell the bishop, whatever you do."

We sat until we were all glistening with sweat. I watched how Forts' and
Vlad's body hair slowly begin to stick to their torsos. Vlad stood and
slapped his body with his hands a few times, "Right, through to the massage
benches."

"Massage benches?" I heard my voice speaking.

Vlad smiled, "Yeap, who's going to get to feel these magic fingers first?"

Forts had grabbed my arm, "That will be you Davy!"

"Me?"

Forts nodded.

Vlad winked, "I take it you're going to help me Forts, yes?"

"Too right! I love getting my hands on his sexy body." More laughter.

*

Carrying our towels, we went through to the large room with the marble
massage slabs. I was still a bit unsure about this. Vlad walked up to one
and threw a bucket of water over it. Then slapped it with the palm of his
hand, "Up you hop, Davy. Face down, to start."

I glanced at Forts, he grinned, "Up you get."

I glanced round at them, both with their cocks swinging. Vlad poured some
oil into Forts' open palms and then poured some on to my back. He leant to
my ear, "Relax. You're quite safe." He giggled, "I will only go down to
here on you." He drew a line with his finger just above my buttocks.

Forts dissolved in to laughter again, "Oh, that means I get the best bits."

Vlad chuckled, "Yes, the story of my life. Someone else has always gotten
the best bits."

The two of them gave my aching-tired muscles a real work over. I even
managed to stop myself from getting more than a lazy lob when I turned
over. I was quite proud of myself.

Next it was Forts' turn. Once more, Vlad drew an imaginary line just above
Forts' bum cheeks. He winked at me, "Everything below here is yours, Davy."

Forts winked back at me, saying, "I don't mind if you go a bit lower,
Vlad."

Vlad slapped Forts' arse cheeks, they quivered like a jelly.

"Hey, ouch!"

*

So here we are, back where we started, with Forts' impossible to ignore
fat, throbbing, hard cock bobbing up and down on his stomach. Vlad kept
taking glances at it. I didn't blame him. I watched as his fingers, coated
in oil, caressed Fort's hairy chest, the coarse hairs sticking to his
fingers as he moved slowly across Forts' erect nipples and pecs.

I had started at Forts thighs, kneading the firm muscles, causing him to
squirm and moan and incidentally, his cock to bounce even more. I finished
off Forts' feet, watching as one of Vlad's fingertips pushed into his belly
button. Both Vlad's and my cocks had chubbed up. Well, in fact mine was now
as hard as Forts'. Vlad moved his fingers away from Forts' body. We had all
fallen silent. A sexual charge had definitely taken over the room. I felt
Forts' eyes on me. As Vlad turned away, Forts mouthed, "It's up to you."

I knew what he was saying. I looked at Vlad, "Vlad," he turned to look at
me, "There is still a bit to do. Would you like to help me?"

On cue, Fort's cock bobbed up again. Vlad's eyes fixed on it, then shifted
to my throbbing cock. He spoke softly, "Would it be okay to finish you both
off together?"

I glanced at Forts. He sat up, "That would be amazing. How do you want us?"

Vlad blushed, "If you both stand with your backs to the slab," his voice
dropped, "I could kneel here, in front of you both."

Forts took my hand and positioned us both facing a now kneeling Vlad. I am
sure I held my breath as he reached up with both his hands and took hold of
our cocks. He sat watching them intently, just the slightest movement of
his hands easing back both of our foreskins, well my foreskin and the fancy
ruff of skin Forts had just below his bellend.

It was kind of surreal, I heard my voice, "Go on. It's okay. But only if
you want to."

I watched as Vlad leant forward towards my cock. His hand on my shaft eased
the head down towards his mouth, as his tongue licked up along my frenulum
between my glans, then across my cock lips. My knees buckled, and I moaned,
thrusting my hips forward between his tightly gripped fingers. I watched as
he repeated on Forts what he had just done to me. His tongue flared wide as
it slid up between Forts' glans, lingering, as he felt that amazing velvet
skin Forts has just under his bellend.

He stretched his mouth wide and took all of Forts' bellend into his
mouth. Forts groaned and placed his hands on Vlad's head. Slowly rocking
his hips, he fucked Vlad's mouth for a couple of minutes. Vlad's eyes
glanced up at me, and he pulled me by my cock closer to his
mouth. Releasing Forts, he took my cockhead into his mouth and began to
swirl his tongue over and over the head. He had definitely done this
before. Pulling off me once more, he pressed Forts' and my dicks
together. He licked one, then the other, before stretching his mouth over
both of our cockheads. His mouth was obscenely stretched, his lips white
with the tautness they were experiencing.

Both Forts and I were now holding the back of Vlad's head, slowly rocking
our dicks deeper in his mouth, both enjoying the flick of his tongue as it
mixed our precum together and spread it over each of our glans. Vlad
dropped his hands to our balls, forming a 'c' with his fingers just under
our cocks. He eased our balls to the base of our sacks as he pulled them
downwards, his mouth continuing to work our bellends as he did so. The
pleasure of his tongue was in direct contrast to the pain from our
tightening balls.

He pulled his mouth off of us and smiled up. "Thank you, both. Is it okay
if I drain you both? I haven't tasted anyone's cum but my own for years."

Forts and I nodded, gasping, "Sure." As he again swallowed my cockhead. His
hand released Forts' balls and moved to my shaft and slowly began to wank
me as his tongue worked my cockhead once more. While Vlad worked my cock,
Forts nuzzled into my neck. His tongue licked up to my ear, and he
whispered, "I will always love you. Never forget it." He nipped my ear and
then pushed his tongue inside. I squirmed to his touch, my brain torn
between the pleasure Vlad's tongue and hands were giving me and Forts'
probing tongue. I turned my head to face Forts, he smiled and pushed out
lips together. I surrendered to his tongue and the overwhelming feelings I
was experiencing of pleasure and the love of two human beings.

My knees buckled again, both Forts and Vlad sensed it. I couldn't hold it
any longer. My cock exploded in Vlad's mouth. He groaned and moaned as he
slurped and swallowed my cum, his tongue giving little flicks as I
continued to spasm, my balls expelling every drop I had. With a final smack
of his lips, he pulled off me. His beautiful eyes met mine and Forts and I
broke apart, "Thank you Davy." A tear rolled down his cheek. I nodded and
smiled.

Vlad moved to Forts cock and repeated on him what he had done to
me. Likewise, I began to snog and stroke Forts too. Soon he was leaning
back, his body tense, with me practically on top of him, my tongue deep in
his mouth, as Vlad worked his cock until it, too, began pulsing out cum
into Vlad's welcoming mouth. Forts was soon easing Vlad off his bellend,
"Please, it's so sensitive. Oh God, thank you."

Vlad smiled up at us, "Did you say God?... Really?" He began to laugh,
"That was all me. I left God in the locker room."

Forts and I helped Vlad up off his knees, and we all embraced. As I kissed
his cheek, I spoke, "Vlad, you are the only one who hasn't had a massage or
cum. That's not fair." I slapped the marble slab, "Come on, up you get."

As Vlad looked apprehensive, Forts grinned and, nodding, said, "Davy's
right. Your turn, up you get."

Vlad smiled and clambered up on to the slab, both Forts and I slapping a
cheek of his pert arse each.

We both massaged him, our hands sliding over his muscles. He groaned and
moaned in appreciation. As we both worked his butt cheeks, he eased his
legs apart. His balls and cock were now revealed, along with his pucker. He
glanced back at us as I slid a finger over his hole.

"Would it be possible for one of you to fuck me? I haven't been fucked in
years."

I got in first, "Do you think you would be able to take Forts' monster
cock? He is far better at fucking than me."

Vlad winked, "Davy, if you get me nice and ready, I am sure I could." He
handed me back the bottle of oil, then eased his legs apart wider. Forts
leant into my ear, "Are you sure about this? I don't want to upset you."

I kissed him, "You won't. I want you to."

I dribbled plenty of oil down the crack of Vlad's arse and slowly, gently,
dare I say almost religiously, I got to work on his hole. Slowly opening
him up, first easing one finger in and then two and then three. Forts was
holding Vlad's arse cheeks apart, which gave me much better access. It also
meant Forts had a good view, I watched as his cock began to swell and
harden once more, as it saw Vlad's waiting hole.

I removed my fingers, "I think you're ready."

Vlad moaned, "Yes, I think you're right. Thank you, that was amazing."

Forts clambered up onto the slab and moved behind Vlad, he put his hands on
his hips and eased him back in to a kneeling position. He coated his cock
with more oil and then eased forwards, his cockhead engaging Vlad's open
hole.

Forts smiled and blew me an air kiss, and mouthed, "Give him your cock to
suck again."

I moved down to Vlad's head and eased it up. Forts pushed in. Vlad's eyes
went wide, and he groaned. "Fuck yes." Then, "Give me your cock, Davy."

Forts took his time and was soon deep inside Vlad's arse. I counter thrust
to Forts, so Vlad was always fully impaled by one of us. His mouth was
groaning and moaning over my cock, as Forts built up the rhythm.

After a few minutes, Vlad pulled off me and with his voice dreamy with
lust, he moaned, "Davy, could you suck my cock while he fucks me? Oh shit,
I am so close."

I moved and knelt down next to Vlad. Pushing my head under him and taking
his now dripping wet cock into my mouth. The amazing taste of salty, sweet
precum ignited on my tongue as Vlad moaned.

I could tell Forts had speeded up. He was obviously about to cum again
himself. I sucked harder and moved to wank Vlad's cock. I am not really
sure who started to cum first. But as Forts bellowed, "I'm cumming." Vlad's
cock bucked in my mouth and began to spurt out jets of cum, which I
greedily swallowed down.

Forts grunted out each jet of his cum, his hips slamming into Vlad's arse,
forcing his cock to the back of my throat.

Forts gasped, "Davy, save some of that for me."

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