Date: Thu, 15 Dec 2022 22:08:06 +0000 (GMT)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 136a

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"What's that noise?"

"Nothing... Go back to sleep!"

George grunted, "I'm cumming."

His cock spasmed in my hole.

"Oh, good."

George giggled... I slapped his side, "Sorry what did you say Hamish?"

"I just said that it was good George was coming to see the horses with us."

George and I both lost it laughing...

"What's funny?"

"Nothing, Hamish, go back to sleep."

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Operation Pied Piper – Part 136a –

Archie picks up the story

Athol was growing insistent. "No, come on, it's my turn to hold him."

I couldn't stop myself from laughing. "No, keep away... That beard of yours
will terrify the poor thing!"

Athol looked all hurt as I held little Radost to my cheek.

"But you have a beard too!"

"Ah, yes, but he likes mine." I chortled.

"Gimmie, gimmie." Athol stood with his bottom lip on display.

"I don't believe it. I really don't believe it." Davy muttered, shaking his
head.

Forts just stood laughing. "Actually, Dad, I was just going to take him to
meet Pegasus. I want them to become good friends."

Davy exhaled and shook his head again, "You are all crazy, it's a dog."

I handed Radost back to Forts. Forts gave him a little kiss and let Radost
lick him. He winked and whispered into Radost's ear, "You're not just any
old dog, are you?"

He opened a couple of his tunic buttons and tucked the little bundle of
love inside. Who could resist him or fail to fall in love with him? Radost
pushed his little face and front paws out. He looked awfully pleased with
himself as he kept the rest of his body covered, enjoying the warmth of
Forts' body.

Forts kissed him on the nose, "Come on you. Let's go and meet your big
brother."

"Big brother? You are all crazy!" Davy shook his head, grinning.

Forts went to leave us, "Are you coming?"

Davy shook his head, "No, I need to speak to Athol and Archie about what we
discussed earlier... As I see, you are chickening out."

Forts started flapping his arms, and strutting his legs as he walked,
"There is no one here, but us chickens... Cluck, cluck, cluck."

Davy just grinned as the door closed.

*

Athol took a big breath, "This sounds ominous."

Davy forced a smile, "It is only for Christmas."

"What is?"

Davy stammered, "Well... we were thinking... you know... with the Castle so
crowded and busy... what with the school still running..."

Athol interrupted, "Only for another week."

Davy squirmed, "Yes... but..."

Athol folded his arms, he wasn't making this any easier for Davy. "Go on."

"Well, with everyone arriving..." Davy hesitated, "Err... Forts thought it
might be better if we moved over to Pittodrie."

"Oh, so you're leaving us?"

"Only for Christmas..."

"Oh, that makes it okay then..." Athol said sarcastically.

Davy looked pleading at me to help. I just raised my eyebrows and looked at
him expectantly.

"You... you... you, and Archie can move into our apartment here... It would
give you a lot more room..."

"What about my grandkids?... Christmas is a time for families, after all."

I chipped in, "Not forgetting us not seeing little Radost... on his first
Christmas..."

Davy looked stunned, "Radost?"

"Yes, Radost!" Athol stepped forward, his arms still folded.

Disbelieving, Davy turned back to me. "But..."

Athol threw open his arms, "Oh, this is too easy... Come here, you daft
thing. We are joshing with you."

Davy sighed, "God, I thought you were both being serious. It will only be
until after Christmas..."

Athol put his finger on Davy's lips, "Stop. Give me a hug. Archie and I
have always realised that the two of you would want to set up your own home
together, eventually. Now is as good a time as any. You will always be
welcome here, you both know that."

Davy hugged him back, "You make it sound like we are moving to the far side
of the world."

Athol broke their hug, "When are you thinking of moving out?"

Davy looked hurt, "Now it sounds like you want rid of us."

Athol chuckled, "Well, No... Not really... It's just that Archie has
already picked out the new curtain material he wants in your old
apartment."

"Hey don't blame it on me." I laughed.

Davy turned back to me, "So you don't want us coming back... after
Christmas... I mean?"

Athol began laughing as he mimed struggling with an imaginary fishing rod,
"Help, Archie, I have hooked a big one..."

Davy chuckled, "Be serious... Forts, and I have been so worried about
telling you this..."

My time to hug Davy, "Don't be. As long as you are coming here for
Christmas dinner... Oh, and for helping out with the boys who are staying
over Christmas party... Oh and you bring Radost with you on each and every
visit."

Davy planted a big kiss on my lips. "It is a deal. Well, everything up to
the puppy."

Athol roared with laughter, "Well, then, the deal is off. The DEAL IS OFF!"

We were all laughing as the door opened and Forts poked his head in,
holding little Radost's alongside his.

Athol ran for the door, "Ahh Radost, you're welcome... You... you can fuck
off."

Forts' face went from shocked to one of his amazing smiles and laughter in
an instant, "No me... No pup!" He snatched Radost back to his chest.

Athol playfully snarled, "Well, you had better come in then." Then a smile,
"As long as I can hold Cuddles."

Davy just shook his head as Forts handed an excited Radost to Athol. Forts
gave Davy a hug, "I take it you told them then..." He laughed and gave Davy
a kiss.

"Yes... no thanks to you."

Forts kissed him again.

Davy pulled away, "You can't get round me like that." Forts winked at Athol
and me, giving a little nod and mouthing, "I can."

Davy shook his head and continued, "Anyway, how did Pegasus like his new
little brother?"

"Oh, they seemed great pals. I don't think there will be any problems
between the two of them."

*

I poured everyone a drink. Athol was on his knees, playing with Radost on
the carpet. The newest member of the family was yapping excitedly as he
jumped at Athol's beard, which Athol was making jerk to frighten him. Davy
shook his head again. "You are all quite mad."

Forts moved the conversation to Christmas parties. "Dad, you know I want to
put on a party for all the kids on the estate."

Forts paused and grinned, he glanced at Davy. "Davy was wondering if you
would be Father Christmas?"

Davy spluttered over his drink, "That's not true. I said you should do it."

Forts giggled, "Then you said I was too young and Dad should do it."

"I never did... That's a lie." Davy turned to Athol.

Forts smiled, "Dad, it appears recollections may differ."

"Forts, tell him the truth... It was you who thought he looked like Father
Christmas."

Forts grinned, "Dad, help, help, I have caught a big one." This time it was
Forts who was making the fishing rod mime.

Davy huffed and crossed his arms, "This isn't fair, you are all having a go
at me..." Davy buried his face in his hands. I was sure I could see a tear
form in his eye. Davy let out a sob.

The room fell silent. Forts stopped miming and leapt up, crawling onto the
chair with Davy, "Hey it was just a bit of fun... I didn't mean it."

Davy punched the sky, "Got you... ha, ha, ha. You should have seen your
face."

*

As the afternoon drew out and more whisky was consumed, the jokes came
faster and got ruder. Needless to say, it was agreed that the main kids'
party for the estate children would be at Pittodrie and the one for the
school pupils would be at the Castle. The main Christmas dinner would be at
the Castle, with a Christmas meal and a party for friends and employees at
Pittodrie on Christmas Eve. Oh, and Forts and Davy would move over to their
Pittodrie apartment with Marcus, Dima, Robert and Davy's mum and dad for
the Christmas period. Well, that's what they said.


**

Davy continues the story

"This is the BBC World Service, and this is the news on Tuesday the 8th of
December 1942. In the South Pacific, the invincible might of the Naval
Forces of the United States of America continue to attack and harass the
forces of Japan around Guadalcanal. It has also been announced that on the
anniversary of the cowardly attack on Pearl Harbour exactly a year ago, the
United States have launched their largest Battleship to date, the US New
Jersey. In further news, our victorious allies, the Russian Army, continue
to pound the encircled Nazi Sixth Army in the Stalingrad pocket... The
Royal Airforce are continuing to bomb Nazi industrial centres..."

Forts looked up at me, "All good news for a change." He stroked a sleeping
Radost on his lap.

"Yes, but if the Bolsheviks win... There will be no chance of you ever
returning to Russia."

Forts nodded, "Well at least we won't have to improve our
Russian... Davy..."

I knew something was coming, something Forts obviously didn't think I was
going to be very happy about. I put down my book.

"Yes, darling."

Forts swivelled towards me in his chair, "Davy... Bishop
Navarofski... Well, he asked me if you would convert to the Russian
Orthodox Faith?... He thinks... Well... It would look better... Especially
when you are with me... You being a Duke and all."

I put down my book as Forts shuffled uneasily in the chair. "Convert from
what, exactly?"

"Err, the Church of England... I mean, you get on really well with
Vla... Father Vladimir and you like Edik..."

"Forts... I am probably as religious as Athol... or come to think of
it... as you were until a short time ago."

"You have been to church..."

"Forts, the last time I went to Church they threw water over me and called
me names."

He sat thinking about what I said, then chuckled. "I have seen you in a
church since then..."

"Yes! Christenings! Weddings! AND Funerals!... That's it Forts! I am not
religious."

Forts stood and placed a sleeping Radost in his sleep crate. He turned back
to me, "Davy... I sort of promised the Bishop... you would..." His face lit
up, "Shall I ask Vlad to speak to you?"

"Forts you had no right... And anyway, what makes you think him speaking to
me would make any difference?"

"Davy... Please... For me."

"Forts, that's not fair!"

Forts turned away, he looked defeated, "All right. I am going for a
shower..."

"Forts, don't walk away from me! YOU always do this... I have done nothing
wrong... I never promised anything... You did on my behalf, without asking
me first what I thought."

He stopped, still facing away from me. "I am sorry..." His voice faltered,
"I shouldn't have... I will tell the bishop you said no."

"Forts!"

He opened the ensuite door, "Davy.. it doesn't matter."

I jumped up and grabbed his arm, turning him towards me, "Well, it
obviously does!"

He sighed, "Davy, forget I asked..." He fixed me with his sad eyes and
brushed my fringe off of my forehead. "I will sort it... I'm sorry." He
leant forward and kissed my nose.

"Forts..."

"Davy, it doesn't matter."

"If it didn't matter, you wouldn't have asked me..."

He smiled, "It's alright. Don't worry about it."

Hearing him, I am sure I growled. "OKAY, OKAY, I will do it. The things I
let you talk me into! BUT I am not going to church every Sunday or anything
like that. If the Bishop, and you for that matter, want to talk to your
invisible friend, that's fine by me... But I am not..." I leant in and
kissed him, "And don't let Professor Hamilton hear you, or you will find
yourself in a room next door to Gary."

Forts' face lit up, and he smiled. "You might have to go one Sunday... for
your confirmation."

"Forts, I could bloody kill you."

Forts grinned back. "I'm sorry... I love you. You know that..." His smiled
turned in to a grin and he looked up into the empty space above us, "Hang
on my invisible friend wants a word... Yes, yes, you were right... He
agreed!" He began giggling as I playfully attacked him.

"Every bloody time I let you go off on your own!... Well, this is the
last." I was trying to sound angry, but who could be cross with him? Forts
was grinning and was trying his best to avoid my girlie slaps, while
roaring his head off with laughter.

"Help, help, mad Davy... Mad Davy!" He screamed.

"Oh, can anyone join in? It has been a while since I slapped him."

Forts and I broke apart, he was still smiling, trying not to laugh.

"Marcus, Edik. Come in..."

Marcus smiled and turned to Edik, "You told him then?"

"FORTS! YOU... YOU!" I began slapping him again.

Marcus shook his head and turned to Edik, "They are like this all the
time. You will get used to it." Edik nodded nervously.

"We have brought little Draco to say goodnight."

Edik came over to us with Draco in his arms. We both gave him a kiss and
wished him a good night.

Marcus smiled, "It is funny not having Andrew here too, he is with Mum and
Dad at Pittodrie."

I winked, "Well, at least we don't have to listen to 'Unrcle Florts, Unrcle
Florts..."

Forts grabbed me round the waist, "Ooh, do we have a little green-eyed
monster in our midst?" Then kissed me.

"Get off, get off, I would rather be shot than poisoned."

Marcus, Forts and I were all laughing, Edik was quiet, he still had to get
used to us, I think.


**

Professor Harding takes up the story

First, I had helped Chris with his ablutions and then given him a thorough
bed bath. I had been joking with him as I had to move his soon throbbing
erect cock out of the way to flannel his groin and balls. He had kept
grinning at me and directing smiling glances at his fat, swaying member.

"Right, that's you all done. I will get you in fresh pyjamas tomorrow, you
will be okay tonight 'au natural', I take it?"

Chris grinned and nodded, he gave me a wink and looked down at his cock
under the sheets, he made it bob up and down. "I will be fine."

I know you all think I am being cruel. I leant down and kissed Chris on the
cheek, "So anything else before I go to bed?" I pulled the bed sheet up
over his hardon, pushing the bouncing flesh back down. As I did, Chris gave
a little gasp.

I could see Chris was a bit surprised, "Err, you going?"

"Yes... Unless I can do anything else for you?..."

"Well, I was hoping... you know... you might..." He grinned.

I felt really rotten as I kept my expression neutral, "Might what?"

"Oh, it doesn't matter..." Chris looked confused, sad, and disappointed all
in one.

"Okay, goodnight then." I flicked off the light switch, plunging the room
into darkness. Then opened the door, flashing the room with light from the
corridor, before ducking down and closing the door with me still in the
room.

I quickly began removing my clothing, still hiding on the floor, trying not
to laugh as Chris chuntered, "Thanks for nothing."

I crawled across the floor towards the bed. God, I am getting too old for
this, my poor knees.

"Who's there?" Chris called out into the darkened room. I knew he couldn't
see me, so he must just be sensing someone was there. Once by the side of
the bed, I gripped the bed sheet and began pulling it down.

"Who's there..." Chris was breathing hard, "Go away... Show yourself."

I slowly stood and leant over to his face and planted my lips on his. He
froze and then slowly gasped, "Con, is that you?"

I bent towards his ear, "Who else?"

Chris chuckled, "Fuck, I thought it was the bloody Castle ghost!"

I kissed him again and this time he responded, pushing his tongue deep into
my mouth.

He mumbled, "I was beginning to think you didn't love me anymore."

"Oh, you know better than that..."

He gasped as I kissed down his hairy chest to his nipples, nibbling and
licking on each hardening nub in turn.

"Oh fuck, I can't touch you... I'm sorry." He sounded genuinely sad.

I eased my hand down, my fingers sliding into a little puddle of sticky
goo. His cock was bouncing wildly, his large cut bellend spewing out
copious amounts of his precum on to his stomach and treasure trail. I
licked my tongue through it and finding his bellend in the dark, across his
cocklips. My tongue lit up with the amazing, fresh, salty, sweet taste of
his precum.

I moved back to kiss him, my fist gripping his shaft. "I am going to put
the light back on."

"But it is so sexy in the dark..." he moaned.

I chuckled as I reached for the light by his bed, "Noooo, I can't have you
imagining it is two horny guys... again. Besides, I am getting too old to
be fumbling about in the dark. I could fall off the bed and break my hip."

Chris chuckled as I switched on the light. "Fall off the bed?" He repeated.

"Well, in a minute, I could." I laughed.

Chris grinned as I clambered on to the bed and positioned myself over him
resting back on my calves and knees placed on either side of his
stomach. My own cock was now hard sticking out in front of me while his
massive one pushed out under my balls.

I lowered myself down, feeling his throbbing hot cock between my legs. I
gave him a wink and eased my hips back and forth. He closed his eyes and
moaned as our skin caressed each other's most sensitive parts.

I leant forward between his plastered upstretched arms and kissed
him. Easing myself further up his chest. His cock slipped back under my
balls and smeared a wet, sticky cord across my taint and over my hole
before it broke free and sprung up lodging between my arse cheeks. I
shuffled back, feeling the heat and the tension of his throbbing shaft
easing between my bum cheeks.

I pushed my cock forward back through the sticky, precum coated hairs of
his treasure trail, my groans of pleasure blending with his moans. My
foreskin rolled back, exposing my cockhead to the coarse tingles the hairs
caused.

I reached back and pulled Chris' iron rod harder against me gripping its
thick length with my arse cheeks as my fingers worked their way to the
tip. Sliding through the copious precum dribbling down his shaft, I toyed
with it as my fingers coated it around his throbbing glans ridge and up
over the head.

He smiled up, catching his breath, "Oh fuck... Con." He gasped, "This is
just what I needed."

I winked, "Are you sure, not two young tongues... Or a ghost, maybe?"

"No, none of those... Just you."

I loved him so much. "Are you ready for the main event?"

"Ohhh please, yes, but, slowly, I am so close..."

I reached into the draw of the bedside table and took out a tube of KY. I
coated my fingers and reached back and added its silky smoothness to his
still copious precum. I winked and raised my hips.

His eyes were focused on my swaying cock. "I can't even play with you."

I winked as I located his swollen, throbbing cockhead to my pucker, "Oh,
you can make it up to me when you're fully mobile again."

He closed his eyes, nodded, his mouth just open as I began to sit down onto
his shaft. I kept it gripped tightly in my hand as I felt my hole slowly
open, delicately spreading to allow him in.

He let out a deep moan. I gasped as his massive cockhead took my breath
away as it slid inside me. I sat hovering just above his cockhead in me. My
hand still holding his shaft, normally he would have been guiding it into
me, but for now that was impossible.

I waited until I got the urge to push further down. His flared cockhead
pushed into me, stretching my hole to accommodate him. I stopped, biting my
lip. My sphincter was stretched, screaming at me.

"If it is too sore, Con, stop."

I looked into his eyes, "No way, it has just been a while... You just lay
back and think of England."

He smiled, mouthing, "I love you."

"I love you too." I eased myself lower. I threw my head back and
straightened my spine and forced myself down to his pubes.

"Oh, fuck." He gasped.

I think I did too; but now it was all in me.

"Are you okay?" He looked concerned. Chris knew he had a big cock and also
knew that it took some getting used to.

I nodded and slowly raised my arse, pulling myself up his shaft, before
dropping down again. I eased up again and added some more KY. Chris
smiled. I slid down again; it was easier this time, then eased back
up. Pleasure now replaced the slight feeling of discomfort as his cockhead
massaged my man nut on each pass.

Poor Chris was reduced to just being a relatively passive partner to the
action. He tried to lift his hips as I slid back down, his cock determined
to push as deep as it could.

Establishing a rhythm that worked for both of us, I gripped my cock and
coated it in the remaining precum from his stomach. My foreskin clicked as
I worked it back and forth over my considerably smaller cockhead. My arse
was rising and falling, grinding against his cock forcing that massive
bellend to work my prostate.

"Con I am going to cum..." He gasped.

I wanked harder and faster, feeling his large balls pulling tighter to my
arse.

"Now, oh fuck..." He panted.

His legs tensed and he thrust his hips upward. My cock exploded as his
cockhead pushed into my prostate. Deep inside me, I felt his shaft
spasming, coating my insides with his thick man cum. I grunted and fired my
load out on to his hairy chest, the first spurt splattering across his chin
and lips.

He grinned at me as I collapsed forward, desperately trying to catch my
breath.

"Fuck. You covered me!" He grinned.

I winked and rested forward on to his chest, enjoying the warmth, but
missing his arms round me. I groaned, "I needed that, it has been a few
days for me to."

He kissed the top of my head, "I love you, thank you."

We lay together, me resting on him, trying to keep most of my weight off of
him. "I love you too, more than you will ever realise."

He kissed my head again, "Will you stay the night with me?"

"If you want me to, I would love to, but am I not too heavy for you like
this?"

He kissed me again. "No, I want you to. I will be fine."

I looked up in to his dreamy eyes and winked, then flicked off the light.


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