Date: Mon, 8 Aug 2022 16:47:11 +0100 (BST)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 129b

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"Good afternoon, Drew, come in."

I closed the door behind him, he looked at me expectantly. "Have a seat,
Drew. I am sorry, but Chris hasn't managed to produce your daily shot
yet. How would you feel getting it fresh from the source? ..."

Drew's smile told me everything I needed to know.

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Operation Pied Piper – Part 129b

McPhee takes up the story

I am sure you all know what has been happening. I had been pretty flat
since we got back. Not only could I not believe my favourite uncle had been
a traitor, but worse, he had used me to get to Forts. Thankfully, Forts,
being such a good egg, hadn't held it against me. In fact, it had been the
exact opposite. But that was our Forts, always worrying about others
first. I won't mention the other 'event' ... I really don't want to think
about that.

Con was being amazing. I was so lucky to have him. I glanced at my watch as
I hurried along the corridor. I was running a little late. He had asked me
to go and see him in his room. I had no idea why.

*

I knocked on Con's examination room door and opened it. "It's me."

I peered in, Drew was sitting on the examination bench, swinging his legs
back and forth.

"Hi Drew, are you on your own?"

Drew smiled, "Hi Chris. Yes, Professor Harding just popped out." Drew
licked his lips, grinning.

Was that why Con wanted to see me? He hadn't said. I nodded, "Sorry mate, I
haven't got anything ready for you yet."

Before I could finish my sentence, the door opened and Con came in. "Hi
Chris." He glanced over at Drew, who was still sitting grinning.

Con turned to me, "Chris, I don't have time to prep you today. How would
you feel about letting Drew draw it from the tap?"

Con smiled and winked at me.

"From the tap? But..."

"Oh, come on. It's only once... Drew doesn't mind, do you Drew?"

I am sure he blushed, but he still shook his head. Con came and whispered
in my ear, "And I don't mind this once either. Treat yourself, just look at
those lips. I am almost jealous."

I glanced downwards, a little embarrassed. "As long as you're sure?"

Con nodded and kissed my cheek, chuckling. "Go for it, stud. I may even
give him a quick lesson on what turns you on."

"So, where do you want me?"

Con gave a cheeky grin and turned to Drew. "How about we lay him down on
the examination couch and put his legs up in the stirrups so we can
position them nice and wide apart?"

"Hey!"

Con winked at me as Drew nodded enthusiastically. Con continued, "Now, for
hygiene reasons, we should probably get Chris to strip off all his
clothes. What do you think, Drew?"

Another enthusiastic nod and grin. Con raised his eyebrow and gave me an
'over to you', look, while trying not to grin too much.

I slipped off my brogues and kilt socks. Drew didn't take his eyes off of
me. I was tempted to tease him a bit, but could feel my cock rising and a
nice horny feeling engulfing me. I undid my sporran and fly plaid broach,
letting the material over my shoulder fall to the floor. Drews eyes seemed
to grow bigger, they focused on my fingers slowly undoing the buckle on my
kilt belt. Having released it, I let it drop to the floor. Drew gasped as
the weight of the material carried my kilt down around my feet to the
carpet. Drews eyes were rapidly scanning my body, trying to take in my
hairy chest and now revealed hard hairy cock. "Wow."

I gave him a wink and smiled. Then climbed up on to the examination
couch. Con came over and smiled at Drew. "Shall I put his legs up in the
stirrups for you?"

Drew whispered, "Yes, please."

Con rubbed Drew's head, ruffling his hair. "I know,... you take this bottle
and hold it under Chris' nose. Make sure he breathes it in deeply."

I looked at Con, grinning as I mouthed, "What?" He just winked back.

Conscientiously, Drew unscrewed the black lid from the small dark brown
medicine bottle, he positioned the bottle under my nose. "You have to
breathe deeply, McPhee." He added, parroting Con.

Con was adjusting the stirrups, he winked up at me. Adding to Drew, "Oh,
block one nostril while he sniffs and then repeat it with the other
nostril... That will make him cum loads more!"

Well, that was it, Drew became really focused and diligently set about his
task. Anyone would think he had been asked to administer anaesthetic for an
amputation or other serious procedure, or maybe it was the promise of an
extra-large load of cum?

"Breathe deeply Chis. Breathe deeply."

Con winked at me again. Then moved alongside me and the next thing I knew,
he had restrained my wrists to the table. "Hey?"

Another wink. I felt my head spin as Drew held the bottle to my nose.

"I think you should do that again, Drew, just to be sure."

Drew nodded earnestly, "Yes Professor." I am sure Drew licked his lips as
he urged me, "breathe".

I was now floating off into goon land, as the waves of horniness engulfed
and overwhelmed my body. Con's voice washed over me, he wasn't talking to
me though.

"I have a better idea, Drew. Let's put some of that on a cloth and then put
a mask on him. That will save us constantly having to repeat putting the
bottle under his nose... And should make him give you an amazing load of
cum."

I didn't hear Drew's response. But moments later, Con was grinning down at
me. A final wink and an oxygen mask was put over my mouth and nose, but
that wasn't oxygen. I beamed as he mouthed, "I love you." I loved him too.


**

Harding takes up the story

It had taken a bit of planning, but I wanted to get Chris back to his old
self as soon as I could, and this plan involving Drew was hopefully going
to help.

Chris looked ready. He was laying back, his eyes closed, the adapted oxygen
mask, now stuffed with a piece of cloth soaked in poppers, keeping him
permanently horny.

"Well, are you ready, Drew?"

He nodded. "Do you want to take your clothes off, too?"

Drew glanced at the door. I smiled, "Good idea, I will lock the door." I
had barely turned the key when he kicked off his shoes and started to undo
his kilt and shirt. Naked, he grinned at me, then glanced at the naked
restrained Chris.

"Come on then. Let's take a good look at him."

I manoeuvred Drew between Chris' widely stretched legs. "Right, young
man. Have a good look. It's pretty impressive, isn't it?"

Drew nodded.

"Okay, I think it would be helpful if you describe what you see, and then
we can concentrate on each bit more closely."

Drew blurted out, "A huge cock!"

I had to chuckle, "That's right. Can you describe it to me? ... Take your
time. There is no rush. Here, sit on this stool."

I watched Drew's pert arse as he clambered up on to the round stool, he got
comfortable and smiled back at me and then turned back to Chris' groin.

I got close to Drews' cheek, "Well, go on."

Chris' dick had softened somewhat and was lying on his thigh like a fat sea
slug, thick and juicy looking. His flared circumcised cock head sitting in
a growing puddle of precum, which was leaking from his cock lips in little
pulses. I glanced up at his face, Chris was definitely off in 'Goon land'
as he liked to call it. His heavy hairy balls were reacting to the poppers
too, floating or was it tumbling in his large ball sac, each taking a turn
to rise up to the base of his shaft before dropping back down.

Drew still hadn't taken his eyes off it. "Shall I suck it now?"

"Don't you want to have a little explore first?"

He nodded as he glanced back at me.

"Shall we start with enjoying the smell?"

"The smell?"

"Yes, grown men smell lovely and sexy. Do you want to try?"

Drew nodded again. His own hand was fumbling between his legs. I thought to
myself, maybe I would get to do that for him later. I got in close to him,
"Why don't you lean forward and have a big sniff of his pubes? Then his
cock, then his balls, and lastly, we will lift his balls and sniff under
them by his taint."

My own nose followed Drew down into Chris' pubes, we both breathed
deeply. I loved that manly, musky, damp smell. Drew took an extra breath,
then moved to Chris' fat cock shaft. He looked at me, "That doesn't smell
of much."

I smiled, "What about the head? ... Have a little taste of all that
precum."

He sniffed at the flared cut head and then his tongue flicked out into the
puddle of precum. It coated his tongue, strands of glistening sticky man
honey stretching from the tip of his tongue to the shimmering puddle.

"Is that nice?" He nodded. "Have some more."

Drew dipped his tongue in to the pool again. I watched as his lips
glistened as he licked them, coating them with Chris' juice. I couldn't
help myself. I leant in and pressed my lips to his. He seemed momentarily
taken aback and then returned my kiss. I pulled back, smiling, "Sorry about
that. Your lips looked so delicious."

He giggled. I gave him a reassuring wink, "How about sniffing those big
balls now?"

"You as well." This time it was me who nodded.

He buried his nose next to Chris' left bollock, I took the right-hand
side."

Drew watched me as I snuffled around like a pig with my nose, getting it
well into all the little wrinkles and crinkles. My look of bliss obviously
tempted him, because within seconds I could hear him doing the same.

I looked at Drew, my eyes glazed, "Under here is best." I lifted Chris'
ball sac with my nose and pushed under towards his taint. His thick curly
arse hairs tickled my nose at the same time as they released more of his
smell. Immediately waves of that stronger, headier, muskier, more masculine
aroma washed over my smell receptors. I couldn't resist it, my tongue
joined my nose, lapping at his skin, flooding my mouth with his taste.

I heard the whispered voice next to me, "Is that nice?"

The drool on my chin gave him his answer and Drew's tongue joined mine. I
eased Chris' scrotum away from his thigh, "In there. It's amazing."

Drews nose and mouth vanished. I could hear him hungrily lapping and
sniffing. I watched as Drew's hand wanked his now hard cock between his
legs. I slid my hand beside his, and took his shaft between my fingers, it
might be small, but it was rock hard. Drew gave a little moan and spread
his legs wider. He pulled his face away, like mine his chin was now
glistening with his drool impregnated with Chris' smell. Drew licked his
lips and chin.

"Are you enjoying this?"

"Oh, yes."

"Do you want to carry on?" He nodded enthusiastically again.

"Okay, this is the best bits." I lifted up Chris' balls once more, exposing
the underside of his sac. Stretching the skin, taut while holding his
balls. "Sniff here." I pushed my nose into the dimpled pocket, which would
normally be just above his hanging ball. "Here. You do that side."

Drew buried his nose and breathed deeply. I watched the change come over
his face; sheer bliss. I smiled to myself. Without prompting, Drew's tongue
flicked out and laid on the shallow pocket. Years later, you would say he
looked like he was savouring a fine Chianti, as the tip of his tongue
trembling against his top front teeth, making a barely audible tsk, tsk,
tsk sound.

I stroked Drew's head, "Have you ever licked a guy's hole?"

Drew looked at me as if I had gone made, "No, it's dirty."

I winked and moved my mouth to Chris' pucker, blowing gently across it, it
twitched as my breath caressed it. I glanced at Drew, who was watching me
closely, "No, it isn't. Well, this one isn't. Try it, just the tip of your
tongue."

Drew hesitated, I tried to reassure him. "Go on, just the tip. Watch, I
will do it first, then you can try."

I held my breath as I lapped at Chris' starfish. My mouth filling with his
musky salty scent. I was in heaven, I glanced at Drew, "Go on, just a
little lick."

He moved forward into the space I vacated. His little tongue leading the
way, tentatively, he flicked it through Chris' curly arse fur, and across
Chris' pucker. Chris moaned through the mask and adjusted his hips,
spreading them even wider. I watched as Chris obviously pushed back, his
pucker pulsing in its hairy nest, desperate for more of Drew's tongue.

Drew jumped back. I had to giggle, "Hey, looks like Chris enjoyed that."

Drew broke into a big smile and plunged his face back against Chris'
arse. I watched as he got more and more into it. Finally, using his little
hands to push Chris' hairy thighs even further apart, his tongue worked
Chris' hole, only stopping to lick and pull the hairy curls through his
lips. He grinned at me, his chin and cheeks coated with his saliva.

I had created a new devotee to man tastes and smells.

"Did you like that?" Drew nodded back, dreamily.

"Shall we get him hard now? And get you your drink?"

Drew nodded again. I took hold of the fat slug resting on Chris' thigh, it
felt warm and heavy to my touch. Chris let out a deep moan, and I felt his
cock pulse. I nodded at Drew, he reached out and his fingers went to grip
round Chris' rapidly thickening shaft; they couldn't quite meet.

He gasped, "It's so thick and hot."

I watched Chris' fat shaft swell, the veins filling with blood as the beast
came to life.

"Go on, lick it," I whispered, encouraging him.

He held it at the base, his fingers unable to touch round it. He sat
staring at it, like he was examining something from outer
space. Reassuringly, I stroked his back, he smiled round at me.

He leant forward, his tongue touching the skin between the glans just at
their base, where the frenulum would have been, had he not been so savagely
cut. Chris moaned and his dick throbbed, spewing out a stream of precum,
which rolled down towards Drew's tongue. Drew licked his tongue up through
it, coating it in the sticky tasty man honey. More licks followed as he
smeared the glistening juice all over and around Chris' throbbing bellend.

"Trace that big fat vein with your tongue. See how it runs from his balls
all the way to his bellend."

Drew moved his tongue to Chris' balls and placed it on to the vein. He
glanced back at me, giving a cheeky grin. Then lapped up the shaft. Chris
groaned again, his bellend burping out more precum, which Drew eagerly
licked up.

Drew smacked his tongue against his lips and sat back, smiling at me as he
adjusted his hard cock, spreading his legs wider on the stool, before
eagerly returning to his feast. Chris' cock seemed to fascinate him as much
as it fascinated me. I watched him stretch his mouth wide open to take
Chris' bellend fully in to his mouth. He was determined though and worked
his hand up and down Chris' shaft while he sucked and licked the pulsing
cockhead.

Drew's cock was rock hard, standing proudly out from his near hairless
groin. I couldn't resist it. I slipped to my knees and worked my way in
front of him. He gasped as I took the hard prong into my mouth. I glanced
up at him, nodding for him to carry on with Chris' dick. Eagerly he
returned to it, all the time thrusting his own cock into my mouth.

Drew's stifled groans melded into Chris' as Chris, his head spinning with
the poppers and his senses overwhelmed with the pleasure Drew was giving
him, let out a deep grunt as he began spewing his cum into Drew's
mouth. Drew spluttered, then began to swallow. Chris' thick cum sent Drew
over the edge. He slumped forward, thrusting his hips into me. I felt a
small spurt across my tongue, instantly getting a taste of boy juice, not
much, but enough to set my taste buds dancing.

I drained his little shaft hungrily. When he couldn't take it anymore, Drew
pushed my head away. I looked up at him; he was smiling. A small trickle of
Chris' cum hanging from his bottom lip.

"Hey you missed a bit." I pointed to his lip. His tongue flicked out and
lapped it up. "Mmmmmm."


**

Davy continues the story

I hadn't stopped laughing since we woke up. Forts had been showing me
something Dexy had given him called a "Jockstrap". I had never seen
anything like it, although it did show off Forts bum beautifully. Forts
insisted I try one on too, yes you guessed it, I ended up straddling him,
his hard cock pushed between my exposed arse cheeks.

I was just about to slide down his hard cock when Draco decided it was time
for him to get up. Forts burst out laughing as the first cry wailed across
the bedroom. He leant up and kissed me, "So close and yet so far."

I had to laugh too. "Maybe his two grandads would like to have him sleep
over in their room?"

Forts giggled as I climbed off him, "I doubt it. Never mind, it is time to
get up, anyway. Then Harding wants to see him and give him his regular
check-up."

*

Marcus made us both breakfast and then we headed along to Professor
Harding's medical room with Draco.

"Hey hello Drew, watch out, you nearly knocked me over."

"Sorry Forts. Hi Davy."

"Are you okay, Drew? You look a bit flushed."

Drew was blushing, "No, I am fine Forts, honest."

Forts glanced at me, then back at Drew. "Drew, have you just come from
Professor Harding's?"

If it was possible, Drew blushed an even deeper pink. "Yes..."

Forts laughed and hugged him, "Here, give me a kiss." Before Drew could get
out of the way, Forts planted his lips on Drews. "Mmmm, fresh McPhee, if I
am not mistaken."

Drew blushed even more, as Forts gave him another hug. "I am really pleased
for you, Drew."

Drew was now a beetroot colour. He nodded and hurried off.

"What's that all about?"

Forts put his arm round me, "Ask me later."

*

At the door, I knocked and we headed in. Harding looked a bit flushed,
Chris was sitting on the examination table, looking a bit spaced out as
Harding tried to fasten his fly plaid broach.

Forts laughed, "Christ, Chris, talk about a tartan explosion. What have you
done to your kilt?" Chris just grinned. Forts turned to Harding, "Is he
okay?"

Harding blushed, "Too much poppers, ... I think. His kilts not that bad, is
it?" Harding stood back, giving Chris another look over. "I don't have much
experience with putting them on him... Just taking them off him." Harding
laughed.

Chris was really out of it, he flopped back on to the couch giggling.

As Forts and I exchanged bemused glances, Harding lifted Chris' feet up
onto the examination couch. "Maybe I should just let him rest here for a
while, you two don't mind him being here, do you?"

"No, not at all." Forts wandered over to Chris, who was still giggling. "He
is okay, though, isn't he? What on earth did Drew do to him?"

Harding squirmed, "I think we just over did the poppers."

"Must have cum a fair bit too, judging by the smell in here."

Harding reached for the window and pulled it open, "Really?" Chris began
giggling again.

I shook my head, not really following what was going on. "Professor
Harding, you wanted to see Draco?"

"Yes, just a regular check-up Davy and something I have to ask you both."

Forts glanced over as he heard Harding. He had just managed to sit Chris up
and was cradling him, propping him up. Forts shook his head and let Chris
fall back as he got up to join us.

"Is there something wrong with Draco?"

Harding shook his head, "No, nothing. I just wanted to ask if you have
considered whether you are going to get him circumcised?"

I glanced at Forts and then back at Harding, "Is there a problem with his
winkle?"

Harding shook his head, "No Davy, But I imagine he is likely to be, err,
big, like his dad, so it may need to be done. I just wondered if you had
thought about it?"

Now, I know this sounds a bit pervy, but I had noticed that Draco's winkle
was noticeably bigger than Aaran's despite him being a lot
younger. Additionally, he seemed to have his dads' pronounced glans, which
for now was covered with a sheaf of skin.

Harding continued, "It may be better to do while he is this age, rather
than let him develop a problem when he gets older."

"I have noticed he seems to have quite a long foreskin." I glanced at
Forts.

Harding nodded, "Yes Forts may have had as a child too, alas we will never
know."

Forts put his arm round me, he could sense my unease. "Con, we haven't even
mentioned it to each other. We don't have to decide right now, do we?"

Harding shook his head, "No, no, not at all. But I think you should give it
some thought... And remember it is not only all about aesthetics, as
gorgeous as Forts cockhead looks." He chuckled and winked.

"Can you do the same circumcision on a baby as Forts had done?"

"Yes, if that's what you decide to do. But like I said, there is no rush
and, more importantly nothing to worry about. Just have a chat about it
when you can."

Forts and I both nodded. Harding completed Draco's weekly check-up and
handed him back to me. "Same time next week?"

I smiled and nodded.


**

Athol takes up the story

"Gethin, hello, yes, I am listening. Really?"


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Dear friends, I am sorry to say; I have received some devastating personal
news. I hope you will all bear with me, as there may be a longer period
between chapters.

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Folks, I really hope you're enjoying the story. There is nothing more
rewarding than hearing your feedback with observations and
suggestions. Please email me to let me know. Blackscar.

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