Date: Tue, 25 Apr 2023 21:33:12 +0100 (BST)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 143a

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I went to follow, Forts stopped me, he gave a concerned glance after
Darius. "Is Darius alright?"

I nodded, "I just think the stress of the last month and the London trip is
getting to him, that and not having enough staff... And Duke, doing his own
thing."

Forts nodded, "Make sure he is okay. I didn't enjoy speaking to him like
that."

"I will, Sir."

Forts sighed. "Alright, thank you, Tobias. try to get some sleep."

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Operation Pied Piper – Part 143a –

Part 143a minor characters making an appearance:

Captain James Brandt – (James/Brandt/Captain Brandt) Officer in the 4th
Battalion of the Black Watch.5'10 'The Viscount Tilney'.

**

Chris McPhee takes up the story

I had woken relatively early. James was spooned up behind me, his naked,
firm body warm and comforting. His arm was draped across me. I peered at
the blond hairs on his forearm. I had been due to go back yesterday evening
with Forts and Davy. But after a week together, I wasn't sure I really
wanted to leave him. That's not true, I knew I didn't want to leave him.

I toyed with the fair hairs on his arm, tracing my fingers through them.
Could I be in love again so soon? A pair of lips kissed my ear, "Hey that
tickles."

I turned my head to face him, "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

He kissed my cheek, "I want you to wake me every morning."

I had to turn away. I squeezed his arm, pulling it to my chest.

He shifted, I could feel him looking down at me. "Don't you want that too?"

I couldn't speak, I was too choked, so I just nodded.

"Chris, are you alright? I haven't done something wrong, have I?"

He rolled me on to my back to face him.

"Hey, you're crying."

His fingers wiped up the tear on my cheek.

"I am just being silly. I want to be with you more than
anything. But... But... I just can't see how we can be. I will have to go
back to Scotland at some point and you will be down here or worse... sent
off to war."

James eased his arm under my shoulders and lay back, his head on his
pillow. He gave me a squeeze, "That's a lot of things for me to answer. So
let me take each, one at a time."

I nodded and turned to face him, feeling I was just where I should be, in
his arms.

"If we want to be together, let hell try to stop us. Yes, we may have
periods apart, but we can have lots of fun catching up when we see each
other again and, failing that, we can speak on the phone and write to each
other." James chuckled, "I presume that you learned to read and write with
that expensive Eton education you received?"

"Hey... Yes... I am not a thicky, you know. Well only in the trouser
department."

James chuckled, "My arse can vouch for that. As for going back to Scotland,
you have to go back, Forts and Davy gave you an excellent job. It keeps you
from having to join up. I would hate to think about you having to join the
army." James kissed the top of my head.

"But you are, and you could be sent away at any time."

He squeezed me again, "That's true, but I promise you I am going to do my
darndest to get back to you."

He squeezed me again. "You know we are wasting good shagging time, talking
like this?"

I had to chuckle. "Do you think your gorgeous, sexy arse can take it
again?"

James winked, "Oh, I think so. It may need a bit of preparation work first,
though." A broad grin.

I loved this guy. "Well, assume the position, then."

James grinned, "I thought you were never going to ask."

James got himself on to all fours, spreading his knees wide apart, then
with a wink, he buried his face in the bedding. He arched his back and
thrust his arse into the air. My cock began to swell at the beautiful sight
of his muscled arse, lightly coated with a blond fuzz. The two firm cheeks
spread wide, revealing his winking, slightly puffy pink rose; well, we had
fucked a lot in the last week. His large balls hung heavily, swaying
gently, stretching the skin from his taint taut, two faultless billiard
balls in a sock. Just visible beneath them, his perfectly cut bellend
glistened, a bead of precum glazing his frenulum and glans.

I stroked along the length of my swelling cock as I crawled in behind
him. I planted a kiss on each of his cheeks as I worked my fingers over my
glans and bellend. My nose picked up the smell of man, musky, slightly
sweaty and... what was that other smell? Of course, the remnants of my cum
from last night's session.

James' hole was nearly hairless, unlike mine. He joked about mine, saying
it looked like a jungle down there. I licked my lips again. His hole had
just a smattering of the finest hairs circling his pucker, all now
damp. They lay plastered to the soft inner skin of his arse cheeks.

I blew across his glistening hole. It twitched, the slightly darker ribbed
skin tensed and released. James let out a low moan. I leant forward and
puckered my lips, delicately pressing them to his rose. I kissed it, then
kissed it again. Another low moan and a slight shuffle of his hips back at
me. His hole felt slightly puffy to my lips and my tongue could taste the
salty remains of my loads from last night.

I eased back and licked across the spongy, engorged skin. I pushed my nose
into the centre of his rose, breathing deeply while my tongue lapped at his
taint and the taut skin of his ball sac. Fuck, he tasted and smelt good. My
hand was busy wanking my shaft. I was soon iron hard, the skin of my cut
nine-inch cock straining and tight, precum oozing out of my cock lips on to
my fingers. I licked my lips and kissed down his pendulous sac to the two
crab apples, kissing each in turn, then taking each into my mouth.

He slumped forward, his arse pushed further back, burying my nose in the
fragrant skin of his sac. I let go of my cock and slid my hands up to his
arse cheeks, easing them further apart. Slowly, I released his balls and
licked back up to his taint and rose. My thumbs teased the skin, massaging
it gently, each pass closer to his hole than the last. I pushed my tongue
in alongside my thumbs and together they worked his throbbing pucker. With
my tongue kissing, licking, and corkscrewing into him, his arse cheeks
tensed in sync with his fingers gripping the bedding and his toes
curling. The salty taste of my cum from last night and the tang of his arse
juices coating my tongue drove me crazy.

He moaned as I eased my thumbs deeper into his hole, opening him up once
again.

"Chris, please, just fuck me."

I gave a little chuckle and continued teasing his hole with licks and
kisses. I dropped my hand to my cock, gossamer threads of precum hung from
the end, some touching the sheet beneath me. I shuffled upright, my tongue
licking my lips and chin, which was now coated with a mixture of saliva,
last night's cum and fresh arse juice. The smell reaching my nose was
intoxicating.

I leant forward over his back, my cock sliding between his arse
cheeks. "Are you ready?"

"I've been ready for ages." He moaned.

I slapped his arse and reached for the lubricant by the bed. I wasn't sure
I needed it, his arse was open and wet but I didn't want to hurt him. I
wiped some lube over his pucker and then coated my cock, massaging yet more
of my precum out on to my bellend, mixing it with the lube. A quick wipe of
my hands on the sheets and I lined up my bellend with his hole. His arse
muscles rippled as I gripped them and pushed forward into him.

He moaned deeply, and I felt him pushing back on to me. He let out a yelp
as my bellend popped inside him, his sphincter tightened to grip me just
below my glans. He moaned in to his pillow, "I will never get used to that
first bit. Fuck, you are huge." He chuckled.

I glanced down, it did look obscene, my fat long cock hanging from his
tight red hole. I eased my hips forward. He gasped and another couple of
inches of shaft vanished inside him.

I leant over him and whispered in his ear for him to relax. Maybe his arse
was rebelling. He had taken me easily enough last night, well, after an
initial struggle. I reached for the lube and squeezed some more where my
shaft vanished into him, using the tip of my finger to smear some around
his puffy sphincter.

I pushed forward again, another couple of inches disappeared into him.

"How am I doing?" He gasped.

There was still at least four inches to go, maybe slightly more, but I
didn't want to tell him that.

"Just great. Only a bit more."

"OH, Fuck. Just shove it in or we will be here all day." He stammered.

"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you."

He sighed, in exasperation, that was the signal I was waiting for. I
slapped his arse hard, my fingers leaving a red imprint on his arse cheek,
and then I immediately thrust in the remaining inches.

He howled, "Fuck that hurt," and slumped forward.

I chuckled, "It left a bit of a hand print too."

He glanced back at me, "What? I meant your cock." He winked and put his
head back down. "Now fuck me, big boy!"

"Yes, Sir!" I snapped back, doing my best impression of a young soldier.

Now with his hole opened up once more, I was able to pull back until just
the head was inside him and then thrust back home. I watched as all the
thick veins on my shaft forced their way repeatedly into his arse. Each
ripple of my shaft was accompanied by moans, groans, sighs and gasps. It
sounded like I was playing a musical instrument. I had to laugh, I gripped
his hips, "I don't know that one... Do you know God Save the King?"

"Fuck you!" He chuckled.

The next thrust slapped my balls hard against his. We were both now getting
right into it. I leant forward again and reached under him and gripped his
cut six-inch shaft tightly and began to rub my fingers over his dripping
cock head. I gave him a few hard wanks, his large balls smashed against my
hand. He shuddered and groaned, "Fuck Chris, be careful, I am getting
close."

I didn't have time to slow down. Immediately I was sure I felt his
sphincter grip the base of my cock tighter as he mumbled, "Shit, I am
cumming."

The grip on my shaft got tighter. I tried to continue pushing through it,
rolling my hips as I thrust into him, but that set me off. My balls wrapped
themselves round the base of my shaft, ready for the big explosion. Under
me James was grunting. I felt his dick spasm in my hands as his cum spurted
on to my fingers and dripped on to the sheets. His knees began to give way
just as I felt my cock start to shoot my load deep inside him.

I collapsed down on top of him, my cock jerking and spurting several ropes
of cum into him. I kissed his ear, "You are fucking amazing. I love you."

He turned his head, and our mouths met, our tongues teasing each
other. "You had better, because I sure as hell love you."


**

Davy takes up the story.

Forts had woken full of the joys of spring. He was like an excited child to
be going back home. I hadn't slept as well, sadly. Eventually, he gave up
trying to get me to smile and slipped out of the bed and headed into the
shower in the small ensuite toilet, soon he was singing away as usual. He
seemed to have forgotten the incident during the night with Albert, Duke,
and Darius. Both of us had got a real shock as Albert burst into the room,
switching on all the lights, and then collapsed to the floor sobbing,
begging Forts not to sack him.

It had taken a few minutes for us to calm him down enough to find out what
was going on. Grabbing a towel, and hurriedly wrapping it around his waist,
Forts had marched off to find out what was going on. I had taken hold of
Albert and followed.

"I've got a lovely bunch of coco..." The singing stopped as a hand knocked
on the cabin door.

I called out, "Come in."

The door opened, and Albert entered, carrying a tray with two cups and a
teapot. He looked awful; he had obviously been crying again. He managed to
stammer out, "Good morning Davy," as he placed down the tray. Ignoring my
own nudity, I clambered out of the bed and put my arm round him. "Albert,
are you okay?"

He nodded, but appeared to be biting his lip.

"Are you sure?"

Before he could answer, Forts' smiling face appeared at the ensuite door,
the rest of his body was concealed behind the wall. Seeing Albert, it
rapidly changed to one of concern. He brushed his wet hair back from his
forehead as he peered into the room from the ensuite. He mouthed to me, "Is
everything okay?" I shrugged my shoulders, to be honest, I wasn't
sure. Albert was trying hard to avoid making eye contact with Forts. I
gestured for Forts to finish his shower, he nodded and disappeared back in
the ensuite and the shower began to run once more.

Albert turned for the door, I took hold of his arm. "Albert, you are not
going to be sacked, do you hear me? Forts and I both care about you very
much. Are you going to be okay to prepare breakfast? I can help if you
want."

Albert forced a smile, "No, I will be okay... But thank you for offering."

"Okay, I will see you later."

Albert nodded, he opened the door to leave, only to nearly walk into
Tobias. They shuffled past each other in the narrow corridor.

"Davy, can I speak to you urgently?" Tobias' face told me this was
important. I nodded, and glanced round for my dressing gown, or anything I
could cover myself up with. He came in and closed the door.

"I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, grab the banana."

Tobias looked at the ensuite door. I just laughed, "Ignore him, Chris
taught him some new words. I don't think he realises you are here. Hang on,
I will get him. Take a seat."

I went into the ensuite. Forts was standing dripping wet.

He was grinning, "Do you like the new words Chris taught me?" He waggled
his cock and balls at me. God, he looked so horny. Any other time, I would
have jumped on him. "Yes, very good. Forts, Tobias is here, there seems to
be a problem."

"What?"

"I don't know. Grab a towel and come through."

Forts followed me back into the sleeping compartment. Tobias stood as we
both entered.

"Forts, Davy, I am sorry to bother you both, but I am not sure this can
wait."

Forts glanced at me and then back at Tobias. "Go on."

"Forts, Darius is going to resign."

"Resign?"

Tobias nodded, "May I speak freely, Forts?"

"Of course you can, you know that."

Forts glanced round, "I had better get dressed. Excuse me, but carry on."
He took off his towel and began to vigorously dry himself.

"Darius feels that you undermined his authority and once again backed Duke
against him."

Forts was pulling on his undershorts. "It wasn't like that! Of course, Davy
and I fully support Darius. But he does not decide who gets hired or
fired. Where is he? Sorry, that's a daft question. He can't be far away, we
are still moving."

Forts pulled on his undershirt and then pulled on his blue Cossack
trousers. "What do you suggest, Tobias? You obviously know that Duke came
on pretty heavily to Albert. Having said that, Albert was, by his own
admission, a willing party."

"Forts, Davy, I have already stood up for Duke once before. You were told
what sort of character he was before he started working for you. Maybe
Darius and Duke are just too similar... But in different ways."

Forts glanced at me, "What do you mean?"

Tobias sighed, "They are both Alpha men. Supremely confident in their own
abilities. Darius just goes about it in a different way to Duke."

I looked up, "So are they having a who's got the biggest willy
competition?"

Tobias smiled, "You could call it that. The answer is an easy one though,
Duke, and he knows it. So does Darius."

Forts pulled his Cossack green tunic over his shoulders and straightened it
out, glancing into the full-length mirror. "We," Forts glanced at me and
gave a little smile, "Don't want to lose either of them. So, advise me. I
know you are yet another Alpha male, just yet another type. You know them
both well, advise me how I can keep them both." Forts smiled.

"I am not sure I can. He seems pretty serious about leaving at the moment
and, to be honest, you could cut the atmosphere between them both with a
knife out there."

Forts slammed his foot into his black knee-length boot. He let out a long
sigh as he adjusted his trousers. "Were Davy or I in any danger last night,
when Duke went off to see Albert."

Tobias hesitated, then stood taller. "Personally, I think not. Providing
one of your friends didn't decide to do away with you both. The train is
moving at over fifty miles an hour and this carriage is not connected in
any way to the rest of the train, no one can enter your carriage until we
stop. So, no, I don't think you were in any danger. Having said that,
Darius is the boss in charge of your and Davys' security. He wants someone
with you at all times. Duke disobeyed him."

Forts looked thoughtful, "You are not really helping us here, Tobias."

Tobias looked at the floor, "I am sorry..."

Forts nodded and took his arm, "It is okay, my friend. Answer me this, do I
speak to them together or separately?"

"Separately."

Forts nodded, "Thank you Tobias. Davy, get yourself dressed, we can't be
meeting any more people with you showing off your bits."

"Me!"


**

Vlad takes up the story

It didn't take a genius to realise something had happened during the night
in the carriage while most of us had been sleeping. It was now seven
o'clock in the morning. Forts and Davy were still in their sleeping
compartment and a somewhat subdued Albert had brought us all a cup of tea
and checked on what we all wanted for breakfast. I had watched him with
Darius, something was obviously seriously wrong between them.

I sat looking out of the window in one of the chairs. Behind me and
separated from where I was sitting by a low partition were Tobias and
Duke. Fifteen minutes or so ago, Tobias had come out of Forts and Davy's
sleeping compartment. He had nodded and smiled at Darius, who was sitting
in the main salon, a few feet away from the short corridor leading to their
room. It appeared it was now Darius' turn to take over. Tobias then came
down the carriage and joined Duke.

They obviously didn't suspect I could hear every word they were saying, or
I doubt they would have continued speaking.

"Duke, you have really fucked up this time."

"Oh, don't you start. I had enough of listening to him!"

"Duke! Have you seen, he has removed his 'Dragon' lapel pin. He is
resigning! He is writing it now!"

"Good!"

"DUKE! How can you say that? Darius has been one of our closest friends
since we were boys."

"Tobias, I don't mean to be rude... But go away. You always supported that
wet lettuce."

I heard what sounded like a scuffle behind me. Tobias hissed, "Just you
listen to me, Duke! You fucked up, you shouldn't have left your post just
to fuck one of the staff. Just fuck them in your own time. Christ!"

"Let go of me! You know as much as I do how stupid sitting outside an
internal door of an isolated carriage on a moving train is. I am not going
to waste my time doing that."

"Duke, Darius is the boss, what he says goes!"

A chuckle, "Not anymore, by the sound of it."

Another sound of a scuffle.

"Then what? Do you think this is going to endear you to Forts and Davy? Is
that what you think? You think you will get to take over? If you do, you
are deluding yourself. Forts will sack us all rather than get rid of
Darius."

"Tobias, I won't tell you again. Move back, I don't like you in my face."

"Duke. Fuck who you want. But stop this mess now! Apologise to Darius and
tell him you were wrong."

"Looks like I am too late. Oh well, never mind." Duke chuckled again.

>From my vantage point, I glanced down the carriage, Darius had stood
up. He folded a letter he had been writing and place it in an envelope. He
looked like he had the world's problems on his shoulders, and Tobias was
right, he was no longer wearing the red enamel dragon lapel pin marking him
out as a member of the security team. I continued to listen to Duke and
Tobias as Darius moved into the corridor leading to Forts and Davy.

"Duke, you really are a fucking arse! I can't believe you would risk all
this... I just don't believe it."

"You want me to apologise?"

"Give your brain a chance. Even if it's that one hanging between your
legs. Think! How many fucks have you had since you arrived here? Do you
want to throw all that away? Jesus, just say sorry and then fuck yourself
to death."


**

Forts takes up the story

Davy and I were seated, looking at the 'Forget Me Not' vase together and
were then intending to head into the main salon of the carriage, when there
was a light rap on the door. "Come in."

The door opened and Darius came in. He closed the door behind himself.

I was hoping this wasn't going to happen. I looked at him
questioningly. "Darius?"

He seemed to take a minute to compose himself. He looked awful; he
swallowed. "Your Imperial Highness, Your Grace, I am sorry to bother you,
but it won't take a minute."

"Darius, we are your friends, It is Davy and Forts."

He nodded and approached where Davy and I were sitting. He placed a letter
on the small table and slid it towards me, then removed his dragon lapel
pin from his pocket and placed in on top of the letter. "It is with great
regret." His voice faltered, "That I tender my resignation, with immediate
effect."

I shook my head and pushed the envelope back towards him. "Not accepted."

His eyes glassed up, "Forts please, this is difficult enough as it is."

Davy and I stood. "Davy and I don't accept your resignation. We don't want
to lose you."

"Forts, Davy, please... I have my pride."

I was about to speak when Davy touched my arm. "Darius, Forts and I have
spoken about this already. This is not about pride. Forts realises he was a
bit harsh on you last night. He didn't mean it the way it sounded. We had
both just been woken up, and in a rather dramatic fashion... and maybe his
choice of words could have been better. However, you know both of us well
enough to know we won't stand for any of our staff being threatened with
dismissal by another. That decision is always ours alone. Poor Albert is
distraught, and that gives us a problem. He is our valet and you two will
have to speak and work together."

Darius nodded, "I will apologise to him, of course. I took my anger with
Duke out on him and that was wrong of me."

Davy nodded, then continued, "Immediately after this, please." Darius
nodded. "Thank you. To finish what we have to say, Forts and I intend to
speak to Duke. He will obey you, or he may decide this position is not for
him. We both want you to know that we support you fully and you have our
every confidence."

Darius looked like he was about to reply when there was another knock on
the door. It opened before either Davy or I could say 'come in.'

Forts glanced at me as Duke stood in the doorway. "Duke, we are speaking
privately to Darius..."

"Forts, Davy, that is why I am here. I believe my actions caused this
mess. I wish to apologise to you both and to Darius. If anyone is going to
resign, it should be me, not him. You can afford to lose me, but not this
man." He turned and looked at Darius.

I glanced at Davy, then Darius, then back at Duke. What was going on?

Davy spoke before I could. "Go on then."

Duke came into the cabin and closed the door. "Forts, Davy, I would like
you to accept my apologies for the trouble I alone have caused by my
actions. None of this was Darius' fault in any way, shape or form." He
turned to Darius, "Darius, I would like to apologise to you for disobeying
your instructions. It was wrong of me and I am sorry, it won't happen
again, I promise."

There now followed what can only be described as a 'Mexican
standoff'. Concerned, or was it confused glances being exchanged between
all of us.

Finally, Davy spoke again, "Darius?"

Darius stood silently for what seemed like ages before giving a nod of his
head. "Apology accepted."

Davy nodded, "And Duke, Forts and I accept your apology as well."

A sense of relief washed over me. I picked up Darius' red dragon lapel pin
from the table and leant across and placed it back in his lapel nodding. "I
would like you both to shake hands now. Please let this be an end to the
'willy waggling' competition. You are both very important to us."

Both Darius and Duke gave an embarrassed smile and nodded. They both knew
exactly what I meant.

They both turned for the door. "Oh, Darius." He stopped and turned back to
me. I picked up the letter, "You have forgotten your letter."

He smiled, "Please, just bin it."

I nodded. They both left. I put my arm round Davy's waist, "Well, that went
better than I imagined."

I was just about to kiss him as the door opened again; it was Vlad. "Sorry
to interrupt."

I had to smile, "Come in Vlad. How can we help you?"

"Davy, Forts, there is something I just overheard that I think you should
know."


**

Albert takes up the story

Around eight o'clock, Davy and Forts appeared for breakfast. It was pretty
obvious the other guys were not aware of what happened during the
night. Eagerly, they took up their places at the table. I laid out the tea
and toast and headed back to the kitchen area.

Working with my back to the door, I didn't see who came in. "Albert," I
turned. It was Darius. "I have come to apologise to you for last night. I
should never have threatened your position. Please, I know we have to work
together, I would really rather we did that as friends."

He offered me his hand. I swallowed and wiped mine on a tea towel before
shaking his.

He smiled and nodded, "Thank you. Now can I give you a hand to take the
plates through?"

"That would be really helpful, thank you."


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