Date: Sun, 19 Mar 2023 17:56:29 +0000 (GMT) From: blackscar01 Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 141d IMPORTANT NOTE TO ALL READERS This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, organisations, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, locales, organisations, or events is entirely coincidental. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the websites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. ******* If you enjoy my story or any others on the Nifty site, please show your appreciation and donate what you can afford. ******* Finally, thank you again to my editor, Jim. ******* I kissed him again and winked. I opened the door, finding myself face to face with an apoplectic Mr Grand. "Are you looking for me, Mr G, sir?" "LILLIS!" I quickly headed off down the corridor. I glanced back as he peered in to Logan's room. He came back into the corridor, closing the door behind him. He didn't catch up with me until I was on the coach. There was a loud cheer as I got on, even Archie joined in. I gave the front of my kilt a squeeze and grinned, bowing as I accepted the applause. The cheering stopped as Mr G got onto the coach. Even Archie had stopped laughing and put on a semi-stern, serious face. I swallowed as Nathan stomped down the bus towards me. He stopped by my seat and leant forward. I braced myself. He said precisely four words... "You lucky, lucky bastard!" Before ruffling my hair and chuckling as he headed back down the front of the bus. ********************** Operation Pied Piper – Part 141d – Part 141d minor characters making an appearance: Robert Meisner - (Robert) Dima's partner and Forts and Davy's secretary. Marmaduke Du Maurier – (Duke) Newest member of Forts and Davy's security team. George Murray – (George) 14years Groom brother to Will. Colin Campbell –(Colin) 16 years old. Temporary Head Groom, standing in for Will. Logan Wilson – (Logan) 14yrs Student at Gordonscone Boys school, 'Fly Half' on Rugby team. Big Dougal – Student at Gordonscone Boys School 'Forward' on the school's rugby team. ** Forts takes up the story I stood at the window, looking down. Davy was with Darius and Duke on the lawn. Everything about today's gun lesson was so different from the watermelon fiasco. Duke had a dismantled pistol on the table in front of them and was explaining to Davy what each part was and how it all fitted together. I had wanted to be with them, alas I would have some catching up to do, but this morning Dima and Robert wanted to confirm the travel details for my upcoming trip down to London. Upcoming? listen to me, I leave tomorrow. Davy glanced up at the window. I had a silly moment and pressed my lips against the glass, giving it a real good snog. Davy burst out giggling and delicately blew a kiss back. This got Duke's attention, and he glanced up. I was still snogging the window... Duke puckered up his lips and wrapped his arms round himself as if he was snogging an imaginary person, too. We were all now laughing. A joke, sadly, only apparent to the three of us. I heard a little cough from behind me. I pulled away from the window using my cuff to quickly rub away the marks of my lips on the glass. "Forts, Dima, Robert, and Chris have arrived." I turned back into the room, "Thank you, Albert." Albert seemed to peer round me at the smeared window and grinned. I just looked embarrassed and smiled. My three friends came in. I greeted them all, but was surprised to see Chris. "Chris, I wasn't expecting you." Chris looked a bit uncomfortable, "Sorry, I wanted to have a word. If it is not a good time, I can come back." I embraced him, "Don't be daft. Sit down, we can speak later and this way you get to hear what I will be doing for the next few days." There was an audible 'crack' from outside. Dima flinched or was it ducked and spun to face the window. "It's okay guys. I should have warned you, Davy is practicing with a pistol outside." Chris grinned, "Maybe we should go into another room then." Laughing, he lowered his head closer to the table. "You know, until he gets used to it." Dima looked at Chris and then at me. I laughed, "Dima, he is joking... Well, I hope he is." Poor Dima still didn't really have an understanding of the British sense of humour. Looking overly serious, Dima nodded and then ran through the many items on the itinerary. Thank goodness for Albert and his constant cups of tea. The list of people accompanying me seemed to be growing exponentially. Was it really only a couple of years ago, I could travel on my own, without an entourage? We were all going to be staying at the Savoy. It would be my base while I was in London. Dima and I would also be staying a night with the Dowager Grand Duchess and Dima's mother at their house in the grounds of Dryford Manor. We discussed opening up the Manor and me staying there, but that would mean an awful lot of work and I really didn't want to be in London longer than I had to be. The Russian sale would be on Monday, the 1st of March, at Sotheby's auction house. I would be meeting with Samara later. He had already seen an advanced copy of the auction catalogue and he wished to have a discussion about a number of the items he thought we should bid on. I also had scheduled meetings with Mishcon. Additionally, I had promised Davy I would visit William at the orphanage. Davy really wanted me to see if he would like to move up to Scotland and live at the school. I personally wasn't sure that was a good idea, but promised I would ask. So, it was all set, I would leave tomorrow accompanied by Dima, Robert, Count Samara, Count Uvarov, Darius, Duke, and with Albert acting as my valet. Now you probably have a couple of questions. First, why was I taking Count Sergey Uvarov? Well, we had grown pretty close, and I enjoyed his sense of fun. Dima, bless him, could be a bit on the dour side at times. Albert was coming with me for two reasons, he was great working in my rail carriage and also Denis and Marcus were back from their holiday, so Davy would still have someone to look after him. "That's everything, Forts." Dima closed his folder and sat down. "Excellent. Thank you Dima and you too, Robert, for all the work you have put into this. I know all these things don't just arrange themselves and happen, so thank you." They both looked embarrassed and nodded. We all stood and crossed to the window, while Albert got us all another cup of tea. We watched Davy, what a change. Suddenly, he seemed very at ease with the pistol. He stood, legs braced, pistol outstretched. "Crack." Chris moved closer to the window. "Forts, there is something smeared on your window." He turned to Albert, grinning. "Hey, you need to clean these windows better. This is all smeared. Looks like someone has been sticking their face against the glass." Chris peered at it more closely. I blushed and winked at Albert, mouthing, "Sorry, I think that was me..." Albert returned my wink, but remained in 'butler' mode, he turned to Chris, "Certainly, sir. My apologies." Albert came over and wiped the window clean. I found myself mouthing "Sorry," again. Albert just smiled. Another 'crack' from Davy's pistol had McPhee back peering through the now cleaned window pane. "Wow, that was a 'bull's eye'." I joined him and peered at the target, it definitely looked like it was. It was confirmed to us as Duke went striding from the target to Davy, his face beaming, the words on his lips obvious, even to us. "Bloody well done, Davy." Dima, as usual, said nothing, he just nodded. "Forts, Robert and I have work to do. We will leave now, unless you have anything else for me?" I embraced him, "No, Dima, that's all for now, thank you." * I waited until the door closed behind them. "So, Chris, my friend, do I need to change into my jodhpurs?" Chris' lip trembled, and he forced himself to smile, "Do you mind?" "No, of course not. I want to see Pegasus and Daphne before I go, anyway." He nodded, "I will go and change and see you at the top of the stairs." A few minutes later, accompanied by my shadow, Tobias, I met Chris at the top of the stairs. I put my arm round his waist and together we headed down the stairs and out into the morning air. Chris seemed to be speaking to no one in particular. "The horses seem more settled back here at Pittodrie." I kept my hand on the small of his back. "Probably because it is quieter here. No noisy school boys." Chris nodded. "Oh, Forts, I wanted to tell you what an amazing job Colin, the groom and George have been doing. They really have risen to the challenge, what with Will still away in hospital." I nodded, "That's great and thank you for telling me. Hopefully, Colin will be around at the stables this morning and I can thank them myself." Chris nodded. Again, my friend looked pensive, troubled. I was annoyed with myself. I had intended to keep a closer eye on him, what with this threesome he was now part of, but with everything else that was going on, I had taken my eye off the ball. I hoped it wasn't all going wrong for him. He did seem to be alone a lot, whereas Con and Olly always seemed to be together. I would find out soon enough. * I am convinced my horse Pegasus has some kind of sixth-sense whenever I am near. Chris and I walked into the stable yard to be immediately met by a loud whinnying and the clump of heavy hooves hitting the wooden stable door. With Pegasus making quite a racket, George came scrambling out of the neighbouring stall to see what all the commotion was about. Seeing us, he whipped off his cap and held it to his chest. "Good morning Forts, sir. Mr McPhee." No matter how many times I told them, people still insisted on being all formal with me. I shook his hand, "George... It's Forts, remember..." He nodded, blushing. There was another loud clump against the stable door, followed by a snort. I turned to Pegasus, "I heard you, I heard you. I was just saying hello to George. Don't be so impatient." I crossed to Pegasus and let him snuggle his head into my shoulder. I toyed with his ears and whispered that I had missed him. Pegasus made a rumbling noise deep in his chest and Daphne came over to the door. I clapped on her neck. "Hello girl, how are you doing? Is this big lump looking after you?" Daphne was starting to show now. Oh, she had a long way to go still, but you could definitely see she was in foal. "Your Imperial Highness, sorry I didn't realise you were here." Colin came running over to us. Like George, he grabbed his cap from his head and held it to his chest. "Colin... It's Forts, you know that." I didn't notice a smile. He sounded rather formal, well, considering our last meeting. "Sorry Forts," he snapped. While I was still processing his body language, I pressed on. "Chaps, I have been told what a great job you are both doing. I am really pleased. Thank you both... Chris, please make sure they both get an extra two pounds in their pay packets this week for all their extra work." George broke into a broad grin, "Thank you Forts, thank you." I could feel Colin's eyes on me, he just nodded, his expression unchanged. What now? "Colin, Chris and I are going for a ride, come and help me saddle up Pegasus. George, can you help Chris and Tobias with Hunter and Baxter?" George nodded and enthusiastically headed off across the stable yard with Chris and Tobias following him to get Hunter and Baxter's tack. I could feel Colin's eyes on me. I smiled, "Is everything okay?" Colin nodded, but avoided making eye contact. "Colin, what's wrong?" He now turned to face me, "Neither you nor Davy have so much as spoken to me since that night... I knew you didn't really care about me." My brain was screaming, WHAT? Colin picked up Pegasus' saddle and walked towards him. I blocked his path and took it off him, resting the saddle over the stable door. I grabbed his arm. "Come here, you know that's not true... We have just been really busy..." "Not too busy to go riding with Chris, though. Just too busy to come and see me." He snapped. He struggled to pull his arm away from me. "Colin, stop it! This is silly. Come here and give me a hug. You know Davy and I care about you... We have never done that with anyone else... So that should tell you how special you are." I pulled him into my arms, he looked up into my eyes, "I thought you both really liked me." A tear rolled down his cheek. I put my nose to his, looking directly into his eyes. He returned my stare and sniffed. "You both said it would happen again... I knew you were lying." "We weren't... we have just been busy.. you know that." One of his hands moved to my back, pulling me towards him, while his other hand dropped to the front of my jodhpurs, he gripped my cock through the material. Before I could say anything, he pressed his lips to mine. I stood, stunned. Chris' head appeared over the stable door. "Forts! ... Oh... My goodness. Excuse me. Sorry." His eyes locked on to mine. I jumped back as I shook my head. "Chris, it's not what it looks like..." Pushing back from me, Colin recovered himself, but his eyes glared at me. He turned, fumbled with the stable door bolt as he opened it and then ran. Chris was watching my every move. I pushed my way out of the stable, "Colin, wait." Chris swallowed, "Do you want me to speak to him? Go after him?" I shook my head. "No. Chris, it wasn't, you know, how I am sure it looked. Believe me..." He nodded. I wish I had stopped there, but I didn't. "I bloody knew that idea of Davy's was a bad one. Threesomes never bloody work! Someone always feels left out." Chris looked at the ground, and his lip trembled again, his eyes visibly glazed. I put my arm on his shoulder. "Sorry... I shouldn't have said that. Come on, let me saddle up and we can talk." Chris nodded sadly. Well, I now knew what he wanted to talk to me about. * Colin was at the stables when we got back. He told George to put Pegasus away while he dealt with Hunter. Thus, ensuring that he didn't have to speak to me again. So be it, I didn't have time for this. I would speak to Davy about him before I left. Once back in the house, I found Dima and told him Chris was going to be joining us going to London. Dima looked at me, "Why?" "Because I said so." I snapped back. Today was going from bad to worse. Dima stepped back, his face as inscrutable as ever. "Sorry Dima, please, my friend, just make the arrangements." He nodded, "Certainly Forts." I headed back along the corridor to our apartment, my shadow ever three feet behind me. Tobias had, of course, witnessed everything, too, both with Colin and what Chris had told me. I would have to speak to him later. Tobias stopped and sat on the chair in the corridor just outside our apartment door, another one of the new security measures. As I walked back into the apartment, Davy and Duke both stood. Both of them were grinning and holding up some paper targets. Davy was beaming from ear to ear. "I'm a crack shot, look." He held up his target. I forced myself to smile as I crossed to him and put my arm round him, "Well done, you. That's amazing..." I felt Davy's eyes on me. He could read my mood in an instant. "Is everything okay?" I nodded and tried to sound normal. "Everything is fine. We can speak later... Now let me have a look at these targets." I glanced at Duke, smiling, while Davy was distracted I mouthed, "Thank you," and nodded towards the door. Luckily, he got the none too subtle message. Thankfully, he nodded and smiled. "I had better be getting on. I will see you tomorrow, Forts. Well done again Davy, keep it up while I am away." Duke left us. Davy was buzzing, "It is really fun... You should try it too... Duke says there are pistol shooting clubs... I might join one... Or set one up here, or at the Castle." I smiled, "Well, you will have to get Gregor to move his mushroom crop if you want to use the shooting range at the Castle." "Ummm, you may have a point." Davy winked. "Forts, I really enjoyed it... There is nothing to be frightened of with guns... Just the people holding them." I hated to break the joyous spell he was under, but not telling him about my morning before I left would be worse. "Davy, can we have a seat and a chat?" ** Logan Wilson picks up the story. I had a warm feeling in the pit of my stomach as I sat at my desk. I picked up the letter I was writing. 'My Dearest Lillis, I have just realised you never told me your first name. You must think I am a complete slag...' I jumped as my door burst open. "Here you are!" "Dougal." I folded the letter and slipped it into my desk draw as he came into the room. He gave a dirty grin and closed the door, then locked it. I swallowed, "Can I help you?" He began to undress, "Well, I am here to collect... You said if I passed your message to that oaf from Castle Fraser, you would make it up to me." Now, this wasn't my first time with 'Big Dougal' as he was known. "Dougal now is not really convenient. I am trying to do my Latin homework." Dougal chuckled and spoke in perfect Latin. "Sugere in hoc." (Suck on this) I couldn't stop myself from grinning as I translated what he had said in my head before I replied. "Gravissime, habeo facere mihi duis congue sem." (Seriously, I have to do my homework.) He laughed as his kilt fell away revealing his fat, angry looking cock. "Try telling him that. Come on, you promised. Get on your knees." I knew from past experience I wasn't going to win this one, so I got up and was about to get on my knees in front of him. He stopped me, "Get naked first." I nodded and slowly, seductively even, removed my kilt and shirt. His eyes were fixed on me. He licked his lips as he gave his fat cock long, slow strokes. It throbbed in his hand and a large blob of precum oozed out of his snake's head bellend. "Quickly," he rasped. He had a beautiful cock. I couldn't resist. I got on my knees and he slapped my face a couple of times. The wet head of his cock made a splatting noise and left sticky wet patches on my face. He grinned down at me and slid his cock over my lips. "Suck it." I opened my mouth, and his bellend pushed between my lips into my mouth. The taste of his precum on my tongue caused my own cock to stir. I loved that taste. It turned me into a complete cock slag. His hand moved to the back of my head. He groaned and his knees buckled slightly. He pulled my head further on to his cock, "Take it." I moved one of my hands to grip the base of his thick shaft. I wrapped my fingers slowly, tightly round his throbbing cock. He groaned again, "Oh, don't forget my balls... kiss them..." He gasped. I slipped my mouth from his cockhead and kissed down his shaft, my lips barely leaving the thick pulsing tube on the underside of his cock. I stopped myself from giggling. What was it called on that diagram we boys had been shown? 'The Corpus spongiosum' that was it. Whoever had called it that wasn't a cock worshipper. I took hold of his large balls, cupping them in their hairy sac with my other hand. Dougal was really lucky, the puberty fairy had struck him early. I couldn't really think what else need to happen to make him all man. He even had chest hair and his treasure trail was to die for. I buried my nose in his hairy sac alongside his balls, breathing in the amazing aromas of his teenage body. He groaned again and pulled me tighter into his groin. "Fuck yes..." he moaned. "Lick them." I dragged my tongue over his eggs, the skin of his balls sac rucking up on my tongue, overwhelming my taste buds with his slightly sweaty tang. His hard cock oozed more precum on to my forehead as it was squeezed between my face and his groin. I lifted his balls out of the way and buried my face in the crease of his thigh and thrust my tongue into the warm crevice. God, he tasted good. He also knew me well. He knew exactly what he had to do to get me begging for his cock. "Hey, don't forget this." His heavy cock slapped against my forehead once more. I smiled up at him and opened my mouth, engulfing his bellend again. Sweet, salty, tasty, I pushed down his shaft, gagging as I went too fast and too deep. His hands eased my head up slightly. "Easy," he mumbled. I was now stropping my own cock shaft. Of course, it was nowhere near as impressive as his. My foreskin clicked as my precum coated it. He leant over me and his fingers dug between my arse cheeks. I gasped as a finger pushed past my sphincter. He chuckled, "He fucked you then... I can feel his cum." Luckily, my head was buried in his groin or I am sure I would have been blushing. I pushed back on to his fingers, moaning as he pushed in a second digit. "Get on the bed... I want to fuck you too." He pulled his fingers from my arse and manoeuvred me round and up onto the bed. I lay on my back, looking up at him. He gripped my thighs and pulled me to the edge of the bed. His hands slid up to my ankles, and he spread my legs wide. I could feel the cool air on my hole. He smirked and shuffled forward, his hard cock leading the way, heading straight for my hole. I felt for the bedside cabinet and grabbed the jar of Vaseline, "Don't forget this." He chuckled, "You're so wet and loose, I doubt I need it." He smiled, "I can use that pussy's cum as lube." I didn't answer. He opened the jar and stuck a couple of his thick fingers into the white goop. He smeared it on his cockhead and then shoved his fingers back into my hole. He wiped his fingers on the bedspread, grabbed my ankles again, and pushed my legs wide apart once more. He pushed his thick cock straight into me, grunting as he bottomed out. He grinned, "See." His cock filled me. "Ready?" he smiled down at me. I nodded. He eased his cock out of me until just his head remained in my arse. He laughed, "You could have had us both together," adding, "Is he as big as me?" He thrust forward, his balls slapping on my arse cheeks. I managed to gasp, "No, he is as thick as you, but not as long." "Good." He leant forwards, pushing my ankles back towards my ears. "You're mine, remember." ** Chris McPhee continues the story I returned to the apartment. Con and Olly were still lying in bed. The room smelled of sex. Olly grinned at me, "Chris, you are back. I hope you had as good a ride as me." He giggled as Con gave him an embarrassed punch. Con pulled back the covers, "Are you going to join us?" I shook my head, noticing the glances the two of them exchanged. Con got out of the bed naked, his lazy lob swinging heavily over his balls. He came over to me, "Hey are you okay?" I steeled myself. "Con, I am fine." I hesitated as I felt my emotions surge. "Look, this isn't easy to say, but please let me say it." His face changed. "What? Chris, what is it?" "Con, this really isn't working for me. I am sorry... I have tried..." "But Chris." Con pulled me so he could look straight into my eyes. "But I love you." I nodded, "And I will always love you, too. But this isn't working for me." A tear rolled down my cheek. Con glanced back to the bed. Olly leapt up and came over. "I'll go... I am sorry Chris... It is me who caused this mess." I shook my head, "No, I am moving out. I can see how happy the two of you are together... I just wish you had met again sooner..." "Chris no." Olly stammered. "Please, both of you, I am going to London with Forts tomorrow. While I am away, I have asked Denis to move my stuff into another room." "Chris, no. We can all work this out." Con now had tears rolling down his cheeks. I hugged him. "Con, it is for the best... Hey, we can all still be friends." "Chris, please... let us try again... We can make it work, I am sure." Con sounded terribly upset. It was breaking my heart. Olly was standing a few feet away, watching as this all unfolded, totally unsure of what to do. "Con please. I have made up my mind... I want to thank you, well, both of you actually for making me feel so special..." I couldn't speak anymore, well, not coherently. I turned for the door, nodding to Olly, who moved forward and put his arm round a distraught Con. "I will see you both when I get back." ********************** Folks, there is nothing more rewarding than hearing from you that you are enjoying the story. Please take the time to email me to let me know. Blackscar. Other Nifty stories by Blackscar. 'NightCam Fun' – Gay/Encounters 'Exploring my brother' – Gay/Incest 'Josh's Adventures series' - Gay/Adult Youth 'An Army life for me' - Gay/Adult Youth/Military 'Grandmas Bedroom' – Bisexual/Incest 'Dominic Online' – Gay/Adult Youth 'Vampyre' – Gay/Adult Youth 'Operation Pied Piper' – Gay/Adult Youth 'Scream if you want to go faster' - Bisexual/Adult Youth 'Red and Nick' – Bisexual/Military 'The Extraordinary Christmas Party' – Bisexual/Incest 'A Brother Used' - Gay/Incest 'A very English Trailer Park' - Gay/Adult Youth 'Special lube Oil' - Gay/Adult Youth