Date: Wed, 15 Feb 2023 13:32:27 +0000 (GMT)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 140c

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The Grand Duchess smiled and looked round, "Now, grandson." She took a sip
of her tea. "I do hope you don't mind me calling you that?"

Forts swallowed and dropped to one knee in front of her. "No, of course
not. I would be overjoyed." He took her hand and kissed it.

The Grand Duchess nodded as Forts slowly got up and took his seat once
more. "Now, where is your amazing partner Davy and my great grandson,
Prince Draco?"

"I'll get them." The look of relief on Fort's face was a joy to see.

                       **********************

Operation Pied Piper – Part 140c –

Tobias takes up the story

I waited until Davy had gone inside the Castle. It was Friday, the last day
of class before the weekend. I hadn't managed to see little Colin all
week. I was missing the little scamp.

As soon as I thought a reasonable amount of time had passed, I nipped into
the Castle. Damn, the bell for the first class was just sounding. Now, if I
did manage to see him, it would only be for a few minutes. Forts had agreed
that, providing I wasn't busy, Colin could come over to Pittodrie for
weekends. But with all the Russian events taking place this weekend he was
not going to be able to.

The hubbub in the corridors quickly died down as the classrooms filled. The
Castle descended into gentle murmuring as the school day began. I had
missed him. My heart sank. Now in all likelihood I wouldn't see him for
another week.

I found myself outside the dormitory with his name on the list outside. I
had never seen his bunk. I thought I would have a quick look, see how he
lived over here at the Castle. Opening the door, I had a last quick look up
and down the corridor, checking the coast was clear. I was pretty sure this
sort of thing wouldn't be allowed. It hadn't been at my boys' school. I
remember several times being caught returning to my dormitory during the
day. I smiled, thinking of my headmaster's voice. "Heroux! What are you
doing? You know the rules, boy." I always ended up with detention and
having my bare bottom smacked. It happened so often, I think he used to
watch out for me. Maybe he enjoyed smacking, or perhaps it was my young
bottom he liked.

The room was empty. Something struck me the moment I entered. It had an oh
so familiar 'fug' about it. I smiled again, I loved that smell. 'Boy's in
Puberty.' One of the French parfumiers should try to create it for a room
odouriser. I would buy it. I didn't want to turn on the lights, so allowed
my eyes to get accustomed to the limited light in the room. Most of that
seemed to be coming from under the main door. I moved slowly and as my eyes
grew better able to see. I checked the names above the beds. Finally, I
found Colin's over near the middle, he was on a lower bunk.

So this was where my little fella slept when he wasn't with me. I dropped
to my knees beside the bed. I chuckled as I pulled back his blanket. The
little tike hadn't made his bed very well. He had just pulled the blanket
up and smoothed it flat. That made me smile. I smelt his pillow immediately
recognising his scent. I breathed it in deeply. My cock throbbed and my
shaft quickly became rock hard in my trousers. Ahh, he had a teddy! I
picked it up and felt myself grin. It had a missing eye and was a bit
threadbare or as I remember calling mine, well loved.

I placed the teddy back into the bed and eased back the bedcovers. The
smell of him became stronger. I buried my face in the sheets and before I
knew it, I had released my cock and was stroking it. I slipped off my shoes
and trousers and climbed onto his bed. I hoped he would recognise I had
been there by my smell, just like I could tell the bed belonged to him by
his. The bed creaked ominously under my weight. The mattress was thin, and
the blanket appeared to be one of those thin grey ones I had had as a kid.

I lay back and closed my eyes and reached for my thick shaft. I stoked my
cock, breathing in deeply, absorbing more of his essence with each
breath. My tongue licked over my lips. In the darkness, his smell, my
lust... Colin was kissing me. I groaned. His body rested on my chest. I
spat into the palm of my hand and smeared it over and around my cut six
inches. Oh, that felt so good. My tongue was probing into his mouth, toying
with his. My hands gripped his peachy bum cheeks as he ground his hard nail
against my thick throbbing shaft. My cock tingled thinking about him, God,
I missed him. I groped and stroked my large balls. Wishing it was his
tongue doing the stroking.

I pushed my head back into the pillow and stretched out, my legs tensing
and releasing them as my pleasure built. The waves of it engulfing my very
conscious thought. My breathing began to come in pants, matching the wet
clicks coming from my cock and hand. Those matching the ever-increasing
speed of my strokes on my shaft. I groaned out, "Oh Colin..." as my body
arched and my cock spurted out a spray of cum on to his sheets.

Shit, I had gotten carried away. The smell of man cum added to the fug in
the room, sharper, more bleachy aromas assailed my nose. My hand was wet, I
looked down at the thick white goo that now coated my fingers as my cock
pulsed out the last of my load.

I got on to my knees, looking for a cloth, a sock, anything, but couldn't
see anything. I suppose I could just lick it off, but I wanted to leave it
for Colin, let him know I had been in his private place. I know, I smiled
to myself and clambered off the bed and peered into the dark void below
it. There had to be something there. God, under my bed at Eton was a mass
of crusty socks.

I heard myself, "Ah, I found it Colin, ... not very well-hidden little
man." I reached for the black bundle of material and pulled it out into the
open. A mask? Black trousers and a black top, fuck and gloves. I put them
on the bed. But my immediate problem was what to do with the cum still on
my fingers. I gave a little smile and wiped it on Colin's pillow. Now he
would definitely know I had been here.

Cleaned up, I turned back to the things on the bed. Now what was all this
stuff? What was Colin doing with a black knitted full faced balaclava? I
felt round the mouth hole. It was crusty. I peered at it closely. Shit, why
was it so dark in here? I gave up and picked up the trousers, ah a little
pocket torch. I took it out and switched it on and shone it at the
mask. Now, that was dried cum! I picked up the jumper. As I was unrolling
it as a magazine fell onto the bed. I picked it up, no it wasn't a
magazine, it was one of those colourful American comics, 'The Adventures of
Dare Devil'. Bloody Yanks got everywhere, but what was it doing here?
Hmmmm, I tucked the comic into my jacket, then replaced the other bits back
where I found them.


**

Denis takes up the story

"Forts, sorry to disturb. Do you have a minute? I tried to catch you
earlier. I know you are busy, but with the numbers coming for the meal and
ball, I was hoping to have your permission to take on some more footmen,
temporarily of course."

Forts nodded, "Are the chaps here now?"

"Yes, but..."

Forts smiled, "Come on then, lead the way."

Now I hadn't needed or expected Forts to want to see the chaps I was
considering. I led Forts down and into the kitchens.

"ALBERT! It's you."

One of the candidates leapt up as Forts hurried towards him and embraced
him. Forts' reaction took me a bit by surprise. Yes, Albert had worked for
me before. You will remember he assisted in the Royal carriage once. What I
didn't know was all the details of how he knew Forts and Davy, as I was
later to find out.

Forts turned to me, smiling, "No need to interview this chap." Forts
grinned, "Davy and I can vouch for him."

"Certainly, Your Imperial Highness." The three other candidates had looks
of surprise on their faces, obviously not initially realising who was in
their midst. They all stood, head slightly bowed.

Forts was beaming. "Denis, I will leave the rest to you. Take who you need
while I catch up with Albert."

I gave a head bow, "Yes, of course, Your Imperial Highness."

Forts put his arm round a rather embarrassed looking Albert and steered him
for the door, "I can't believe it is you. Davy will be so pleased. Come on,
you can tell me all about what you have been up to."

The door closed behind them.

**

Albert takes up the story

Forts gripped my arm and led me towards the stairs. I wondered where he was
taking me. We walked along a corridor and then in through a door into a
beautiful, airy room. "Come in, come in... Oh, watch the pups... Marcus!
Can we have some tea, please?"

Forts bent down and scooped up to balls of excited fluff. Both the pups
began licking his face, "Hello, hello." Forts enthused, returning the pups'
greeting.

I blushed as a harassed-looking Marcus appeared.

He grinned at Forts, "Is it for the two of you?"

"Yes, please. You remember Albert." Forts turned towards me.

"Yes, I do... Hello again."

I gave an embarrassed nod, I should have been making the tea. I wasn't used
to someone making one for me, well, apart from my mum.

"Sit, sit." Forts pointed to one of the armchairs. "Now tell me, what are
you doing here?"

I felt Marcus' eyes on me. He seemed to be waiting or was it delaying until
I answered. Forts glanced round at him. Marcus vanished through a side
door. It was obviously the butler's pantry.

"Well." I glanced at the floor, suddenly embarrassed.

Forts leant forward. "Albert, what is it?"

"I lost my job. The rail company let me go. They are no longer going to
offer butler services on their trains."

Marcus hurriedly came back into the room, carrying a tea tray. He then
seemed to be taking an awfully long time to bring it over. I don't think
Forts had heard him come back into the room.

Forts smiled, "Well, don't worry about that. You can work for me. We always
need good footmen and butlers who know what they are doing."

I glanced over at Marcus. He didn't look happy. The smile had gone from his
face.

Forts' eyes followed mine. "Ah, Marcus, could you bring the tray over here,
please?"

The grimace on Marcus' face quickly changed to a sickly forced
smile. "Certainly Forts."

Forts obviously hadn't picked up on anything. He turned back to me. "I will
tell Denis that you will be staying with us after the weekend. He will sort
out accommodation for you..." Forts was smiling, "I can't believe it's
you. Davy is going to be so pleased."

"Milk?" The teacup and saucer were thrust into my hand by Marcus.

"Err, yes, please." I grabbed the china cup as it rocked in the saucer.

Forts was still smiling, totally oblivious to Marcus' antics. "Marcus,
Albert is going to be working for me now. Isn't that great news... It means
you can have a day off now and then."

Marcus stopped, his sickly smile returned, "He will be working here for you
and Davy? What, here in your apartment?"

I could practically taste the venom in his voice. Forts looked
questioningly at him. Finally, Forts had picked up on Marcus' tone. "Is
that a problem? I was thinking he could help you out. You know, give you a
hand and days off." Forts chuckled when saying the words 'days off'.

Marcus turned to me, his voice prickly, "Do excuse me a moment." He turned
back to Forts, "Has my work displeased you?"

I glanced back at Forts, feeling really uncomfortable. Forts looked
staggered, "No, why on earth would you say that?"

"Well, why are you replacing me?"

"Replacing you? No, I'm not. I was hoping that Albert could help you
out..."

"Denis helps out, if I need it!"

Forts shook his head. He turned to me, "Albert, I am really sorry about
this." He stood and took Marcus' arm and led him away. I could hear Forts
speaking, well, hissing really, "What is wrong with you? Of course, I am
not replacing you or Denis... All I was thinking was with Albert here,
maybe you and Denis can even have a few days off together... Jesus!" Forts
turned away from Marcus. "We will speak again later... Now, no more of this
nonsense... Do you hear me?"

Marcus made no reply. Forts hissed again, "Do you hear me?"

Marcus gave a head bow, "Yes, Your Imperial Highness."

Forts' face flushed red, "Take the pups out!"

God, this was uncomfortable. I sat, trying to pretend I wasn't there.

Forts turned back to me and replaced his angry face with a smile. He sat
down, "Sorry about that. I don't know what has gotten into him." He thought
for a moment, "I am sure there won't be, but let me know if there are any
more problems... I want you here. It is not down to him who I employ..."

*

Denis handed me a pair of footman's trousers. "You shouldn't think, just
because he has fucked you... Forts thinks any the more of you than he does
the rest of us."

I nearly fell over, one leg on and one off. "Sorry? What makes you think
Forts has fucked me?"

Denis stood, his arms folded, "I have my sources... You are not special, he
has fucked both Marcus and me too."

I couldn't really believe this was happening. I pulled up the trousers and
fastened them up, then tucked in my shirt. "Denis, I really don't know what
I have done to offend you, or Marcus, for that matter. I asked Forts for a
job and he said yes. Why is that a problem for you both?"

It was kind of obvious by Denis' face that he didn't have an answer. He
threw a jacket at me. "Just remember your place. You are only a footman. Do
you hear me?"

I had my back to the open door. "Albert." Forts strode into the
staffroom. The colour drained from Denis' face with each step Forts
took. Forts turned, smiling at me, "Andrei here will take you to my
tailor. I have asked him to fit you with a black morning suit and some
pinstriped trousers. Get what you need, shoes, shirts, socks, anything."
Forts looked me up and down, "I only want you wearing the footman's uniform
for the evening events this weekend."

I nodded, "Certainly Forts." Denis was still standing silently, his face a
deathly white.

Forts nodded to me and turned to face Denis, his smile vanished. He
appeared to be waiting until I had left, as I went through the door, I
heard him. "I want a word with you, actually I want a word with both you
and Marcus, so you had better get him down here now, as well."

*

When I got back later. I was met by both Marcus and Denis. I shook my head,
"Chaps, I don't want an argument, please."

Marcus glanced at Denis. "Actually, we are not looking for one... We both
wanted to apologise..."

Denis grinned and "Thank you, actually."

"Why?" I knew that sounded far more suspicious than I meant it to.

"Forts has offered us a holiday after this weekend. He is paying for us to
have a week away."

I smiled, "Great."

They both approached me, "Look, we are sorry. I think all the work has been
getting to us both. Sometimes you can't see the wood for the trees. Welcome
to the team."

I nodded, finally smiling, what a relief.

Denis stopped, "Oh, there is one thing..."

My heart sank. "What?"

They both grinned, "The initiation into the team ceremony."


**

Will takes up the story

Olly and Con had called in around two in the afternoon. They were leaving
early. It all seemed a bit mysterious, neither was willing to say where
they were off to.

The good thing, though, was I had finally been given the green light about
getting out of bed as long as I was careful. I was sitting next to Jeremy
reading him the paper. He was still flat on his back. Professor Harding
wanted him to have complete bed rest while his back healed. The good thing
was he could wiggle his toes and move his legs. He hadn't walked or even
been up yet. That would happen another day. But the initial signs were all
positive.

The door clattered open as the nurse Mark arrived pushing a
trolly. "Afternoon... Medication and observations time."

He came over to us, "Now, do you want me to pull the curtains round so you
both get privacy or maybe," he gave a cheeky wink, "Just lock the door
instead?"

I looked at Jeremy, "Well, I am fine with just the door locked unless you
want more privacy than that."

He chuckled, "I am fine with just the door locked, I think you have seen
everything I have got several times already."

Mark grinned, "Okay, the door it is."

He crossed to the door, closed it and locked it, then he closed the blinds
on the corridor observation window. He turned and smiled, licking his lips.

"Right, who's going first?"

This little extra 'service' had become a regular thing, well, when Mark was
on duty. Jeremy chuckled, "Can I go first today?"

I started to move. Jeremy's hand reached for mine, "Stay where you are. I
don't mind if you don't."

I looked up at Mark, he just winked. I sat back down as Mark came over to
the bed. He smiled at Jeremy, "Well, I had better take your pulse."

He eased down the sheet, putting on a look of mock shock as he saw Jeremy's
stiff seven-inch cock bobbing before him. I could never get my head round
it, for a short arse, Jeremy had a big cock, his small frame making it
appear even bigger. Mark winked at me as he took hold of Jeremy's cut
shaft, "Looks like his blood pressure it up."

I nodded.

"Oh no. It is all covered in this sticky stuff..."

Mark pointed the head towards me, "Here, have a lick, see what this tastes
of."

I leant forward, my tongue making contact with his warm shaft. I licked
upwards from Jeremy's circumcision scar, up the shaft, coating my tongue in
the sticky man juice dribbling from his cocklips. Jeremy groaned in
pleasure, his toes curling.

Mark grinned, "Well, these are good signs." He chuckled, "He can still get
hard and still curl his toes... How does he taste?"

I licked my lips, "Hmmm, meaty, a little sweet, and yet sour, too."

Mark gave another cheeky grin, "Meaty, sweet and salty?"

I nodded. "That all sounds fine, too. A bit like something from that new
Chinese restaurant that's opened in Aberdeen... Let me have a taste." Mark
engulfed Jeremy's cockhead in his mouth. He closed his eyes and his face
seemed to visibly relax as he tasted the velvety skin and man juice. Jeremy
groaned again, his fingers gripping the sheets.

Mark winked at me, "You're right."

Grinning, I leant forward and pushed my nose into Jeremy's ball sac. His
balls matched his cock, big. His ball sac was hot and sweaty, musky even. I
kissed and licked each of his balls, rolling them with my tongue around his
sac. My mouth filled with the taste of his ball sweat, subconsciously
driving me to dig my tongue deeper into his crotch, deep into all those
sweaty little dank spots, under his balls, between his thighs; rapture.

Mark was still busy above me, working Jeremy's shaft and cockhead. He
stopped for a moment, smiling down at me, my chin covered in saliva. He
moved his head towards mine and our tongues entwined his tongue savouring
all I had hoarded. We broke apart, gasping and licking our lips. Jeremy's
cock pulsed and a bubble of precum oozed from his cock. Mark and I watched
it in silence, slowly growing. Seductively, Mark ran his tongue over his
lips and then pushed Jeremy's fat shaft back towards my mouth. Hungrily I
wrapped my tongue round the taut glans, savouring that fresh dribble of
cock honey which had begun to roll down his shaft. It met and coated my
lips, setting my tongue tingling. Reluctantly, I offered Jeremy's cockhead
back towards Mark's mouth watching jealously as it vanished between his
full lips.

Lost in lust, we had forgotten this delicious lump of self-basting meat was
attached to Jeremy. He grunted above us both and his legs tensed.  "Chaps I
can't hold it... Shit... here it comes..." Mark's eyes flashed as he
gripped Jeremy's spasming shaft. The two of us were like wild dogs,
snapping at the spurts of cum pulsing out of Jeremy's cock. It was all over
too soon, Jeremy's shaft immediately began to soften, the spurts of cum
replaced with an oozing mass belching forth over his glans.

Mark and I shared a smile and greedily lapped it all up.


**

Olly takes up the story

Andrei was waiting in the limousine by the main entrance of the
hospital. He had finished his advanced driving course now and was back at
Pittodrie. This released Darius and Tobias to do what they had been
employed to do, protecting Forts.

Chris was already in the vehicle. He looked so sexy. His hair had been
trimmed and his stubble tidied up. He was wearing a beautifully tailored
grey suit. The boy washed up well. I couldn't remember seeing him in
anything other than his kilt or riding gear. He smiled apprehensively as
Con and I got in.

Con joined Chris on the bench seat, he leant over and kissed him, "Hello
gorgeous." I pulled down one of the jump seats opposite them.

Chris kissed him back, "Hi, darling."

I smiled, "Hi Chris."

He smiled, I hoped it was genuine, "Hi Olly."

Andrei closed the door behind me and then got back in up front and the car
purred into life.

Chris leant forward, "Can you take us to the hotel please, Andrei?"

"Certainly Sir." As if he knew something was up, Andrei closed the privacy.

There was a bit of an awkward silence as the three of us just looked at
each other. I still didn't know what Chris' decision was. Con and I
exchanged glances, both waiting for any sign or word from Chris. Con
gripped Chris' knee, "Are you okay? Are you sure you still want to go to
the hotel?"

Chris nodded, "Yes, I am fine..."

Con squeezed his knee again and exchanged another questioning glance with
me. Chris seemed deep in thought. "How are Jeremy and Will?"

Con inhaled, "They are both doing well."

Chris almost absentmindedly responded, "That's good. I am pleased for them
both."

It was hard to decipher Con's look. Was it fear, confusion, sadness, or a
mixture of all three? I wasn't sure. I think mine was the same.

My mouth was dry, I licked my lips, "Chris, if you would rather just go
back to Pittodrie, I understand and respect that."

Chris shook his head, "No, I, I, just don't know what to say..." He seemed
to be tearing up. He turned to look out of the window.

Con put his arm round his shoulders and pulled Chris to him. "Well, maybe
start at the beginning. Do you want to give it a go, the three of us, or
not?"

The following silence was deafening and seemed interminable. My stomach
flipped as I saw myself losing them both.

"I want to give it a go..." Chris' voice was almost lost in the noise from
the engine. Con looked up at me and smiled, and then hugged Chris
closer. He kissed the side of Chris' head, "Squeeze up and Olly can join
us."

Chris did that, and I shuffled over. It was a bit tight, but no one
minded. I kissed the side of his head, "Thank you Chris." He nodded and
kissed me back.

*

Chris had really cheered up by the time we arrived at the Grand Hotel. The
car was met by the manager, who had seen the table and room had been booked
in the name of His Imperial Highness, Grand Duke Drageon Drageonivanov
Romanov. Chris had chuckled, "Watch his face when he sees Forts is not
here." Chris was right, we were no sooner out of the car than the manager
called for the doorman, then after a last check in the vehicle for Forts,
he turned and walked off inside.

We had been booked into a room with a large double and one single bed. Once
we had all stopped laughing at the single. Con joked, "Shall we draw straws
or are you hunky, happy to be a rose between two thorns?" He kissed Chris
again.

"Oh, I will manage between you both." He winked at me and waved me over. It
was our first threesome cuddle since it was decided we would give living
together a go.


**

Forts continues the story

I had wanted to speak to Davy since the meeting with Dima, but for the next
two nights he always seemed so tired after a full day of teaching. Vlad had
spoken to me after he returned to Pittodrie, having seen Davy. He told me
he had told Davy about Alexandra attending the celebrations. As expected,
it hadn't gone down very well. But Vlad assured me, eventually Davy could
understand the reason and seemed 'at peace', yes those were Vlad's words,
with it. Davy 'at peace', God, what did that mean? I still wasn't sure what
to expect when Davy got back. Add to that, Chris had told me Davy didn't
look happy when he saw him.

I had been pacing about for ages, my eyes constantly looking at the
clock. A few more minutes and he should be back. I had held my breath as I
heard the door opening.

Davy came in, and shook his head, then smiled, "Don't look so worried, you
big chicken. Vlad told me."

I remember swallowing.

"Come here and give me a hug. I will just have to look more spectacular
than she does."

Relief had flooded my body. I pulled him to me and kissed him, "You know if
there was any other way..."

If all went as planned, the Dowager Grand Duchess would be my partner and
my cousin Alexandra would just be in the procession, but behind myself and
Davy. I couldn't avoid having her there, but at least she would not be on
my arm.

Hopefully, it would all work out our way and Davy's feelings would be
saved.

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