Date: Thu, 15 Jun 2023 10:41:17 +0100 (BST)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 145a

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.

*******

Forts and Davy again spoke with the Campbells. I was proud of my son. He
had told them he was always available if they needed anything, they were
just to ask. We then all walked back to the waiting Rolls Royce.

James took a gentle hold of my arm. "Athol, excuse my ignorance, but why
does the piper walk away? I have seen it before and always wondered why."

"Well, James, legend had it that only the bagpipes can be heard in
heaven. It is thought that the sound of the pipes helps to lead the soul of
the departed towards Heaven's Gates. So, the symbolism is as the piper
walks away, he is leading the departed to the hereafter, yet stopping short
of the gates himself through which he cannot pass."

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

Operation Pied Piper – Part 145a –

Part 145a minor characters making an appearance or receiving a mention:

Mark Edwards – was a captain in the Regular British Army. New member of
the security team.

David Tait – was a Metropolitan Police Chief Inspector. New member of
the security team.

Andrei – Was Forts and Davy's Russian Chauffeur. New member of the
security team.


**

Davy pics up the story once more.

As Athol and Archie had to go directly back to Castle Fraser, James and
Chris squeezed in beside us for the journey back to Pittodrie. Chris caught
my eye as Forts remained lost in his own thoughts and once again just
stared out of the window. He mouthed, "Is he okay?"

Once more I found myself shrugging my shoulders, then trying to sound
reassuring, replying, "He will be okay."

Chris nodded and gave me a supportive smile. He hesitated and I could just
tell he wanted to say something else. Foolishly I invited him to speak with
my eyes.

Chris glanced at James, God, now I was really worried about what was
coming.

"Davy, Will spoke to me. He is worried about something Robin said about the
Boys' Home." My heart sank, I wanted to stop him, but Forts had already
turned to face him.

Forts glanced at me and then back at Chris, "What has he said?"

Chris obviously saw my face, he swallowed. "Well, apparently the boys at
the Home are not being fed properly."

"What?" Forts sat forward.

"Well, Robin said they never get fresh eggs or vegetables." Chris' voice
trailed off.

"What? We send food every week to supplement the boys' diet, including eggs
and vegetables."

Forts looked at me, he saw straight through me. I suppose that comes with
knowing someone so well; there can be no secrets. "Davy?"

"Forts, darling,"

Forts' voice rose. "Davy, what do you know about this?"

Now Chris was looking concerned. I gently shook my head in resignation. It
was now all going to come out. "Forts, William has said the same
thing. Gregor told me this morning. The boys are obviously not getting the
food we are sending."

"What, and you didn't think to tell me!" Forts snapped at me.

The car was now silent, Dima, Robert, James, and Chris were all silent
witnesses to my awkwardness.

"Forts please, it wasn't like that. You have enough to worry about. I was
going to deal with it. Please, you can't take on everything."

Forts' eyes were cold. "No one else is going to die because of a mistake of
mine!"

"Forts, please."

He ignored me. "Dima, Robert, when we get back, arrange for me to leave for
London tomorrow."

I could feel my emotions overwhelming me. Dima could obviously see it on my
face, too. He leant towards Forts. "Prince, have your weekend away with
Davy. You both need a break after everything that has happened. A few more
days won't make any difference in the scheme of things. I will contact
Mishcon and get him to have someone follow the food delivery and watch to
see what happens. Then, when you return next week, we can go to London and
do a surprise visit at dinnertime."

Forts seemed to be mulling over what Dima had said. James leapt in, "Forts,
that seems a good suggestion of Dima's. At the moment, we have no evidence
that anything is wrong other than the word of two boys. You know the
authorities will believe the adults unless we have independent proof."

I squeezed Forts' knee. "Darling please, Dima and James are right. Next
week we can both go to London and get to the bottom of it... The next food
delivery is on Monday, Mishcon can have it followed and see where it ends
up. Who knows, it may even strengthen our case for getting the Boys' Home
transferred up here after all."

Forts nodded and placed his hand on top of mine on his knee and gave it a
gentle squeeze. I looked into his eyes, he smiled, "I'm sorry for snapping
at you."

I kissed him, "I know. I am as worried about it as you."

*

It was chaos and 'all hands to the pumps' when we got back to
Pittodrie. While I joined Albert packing some clothes for the weekend,
Forts was on the phone with Mishcon. Albert was coming with us, the debate
was whether Radost and Nadya were. The two of them were becoming more and
more attached to Forts and me each day. They both sat quietly, watching as
Albert and I packed their eyes pleading to be allowed to go wherever it was
we were. Albert pointed to them, chuckling, "I don't think you are going to
get away without them."

I had to agree, "No, I think you are right. Can you make sure we have their
beds and some food for them, please?"

Albert nodded. "Not that there is ever a weather forecast now." That was
something that had stopped at the beginning of the war, no one wanted to
give the Germans a free weather forecast so they could bomb us. Albert
continued, "But a couple of the old estate guys say it is going to be nice
and sunny for at least a week."

"Oh, that's good. How do they know, though?"

Albert laughed, "Well, apparently the cattle are all standing up and," he
grinned, "The ground is warm when you sit your bare bum on it."

I had to laugh, "Is there something you want to tell me, Albert?"

He suddenly realised what he had said, "Oh. Not my bum, theirs."

We were still laughing when Edik came into the bedroom with the boys.

"Davy!" Andrew came running over to me. I picked him up. "Hello you." We
were quickly joined by Draco and Aaran. I got down on my hunkers and hugged
and kissed them all.

"Edik, Albert tells me that it is supposed to be nice this weekend. How do
you fancy bringing the boys down to Craigievar Castle for the day, we can
all go for a picnic?"

Edik smiled, "That would be lovely. I am sure they would all love to spend
the day with you."

I nodded. His comments hurt a bit, but he was right. Forts and I were often
so busy we only saw the boys for an hour or so a day. "Good, I will get
Darius to have one of the guys drive you down. Oh, not a word to Forts. I
want this to be a surprise."

Edik smiled and nodded. "Oh, I love surprises."

"Thank you Dima. Yes, I certainly hope to."

I glanced towards the door, hearing Forts' voice. He came into the
room. Andrew broke from my arms, "Uncle Forts!"

"Hello Andrew." I was soon abandoned as Draco and Aaran toddled off, arms
outstretched to Forts. "Hello you two, Forts somehow managed to pick them
all up in his arms, cuddling them all." It was beautiful.

There was a knock on the door. Albert went and answered it. He popped his
head round the door, "Forts, Davy. Princess Alexandra and Count Sergey
Uvarov to see you."

Forts' face dropped, "Oh, God, I forgot. I said I would take them to see
their new house. Damn."

"Forts no... Tell them it will have to wait." I playfully shook my fist at
him.

Forts grimaced and nodded. "Albert, can you tell them I will be just a
minute?"

Forts put down the boys and went to meet them. He was back a few minutes
later, luckily, they had both understood. I dreaded to think what he might
have offered as recompense, though.

*

It had been arranged we would leave after dinner. Darius would be
accompanying us with Duke driving. One of the new guys, David Tait, would
also be travelling with us. Darius wanted to show him what the job really
involved. Mark Edwards was to be following us, diving in another vehicle
containing Albert with the pups and all the luggage. That left Andrei and
Tobias to bring down Edik and the boys the following day for the
picnic. With everyone's connivance, Forts still knew nothing about that.

It wasn't until about an hour before we were to leave, when Darius took me
aside, Mark was complaining of an upset stomach, therefore, there had to be
a last-minute change. Tobias would now drive down Albert and the pups, and
Mark Edwards would bring Draco and the boys down for the picnic the next
day with Andrei.

*

I was amazed, Forts still didn't know half of what I had planned for the
weekend and here it was going wrong already. I suppose I really should have
known that this weekend was not going to go entirely as I wanted. What with
the change of driver for Albert and the pups, and now the Rolls Royce which
Forts and I were going to be travelling in had mechanical problems.

Darius had brought us the news. "I will get Tobias to drive the Austin 8
and we can take that Rolls."

Forts frowned, "What about the other car, the Phantom III, cabriolet? Davy
and I would love the wind in our hair, it might help to blow away some of
these cobwebs and dark clouds." Forts winked at me. Forts had obviously
forgotten he had said Chris and James could use that to go to the
station. But it would be available after that.

Darius froze, now he had to choose his words carefully or Forts would
realise that something was up. "It's got a flat tyre, sir." He stumbled
over the words, even I didn't think he sounded very convincing.

Forts looked surprised. "You are not going to suggest I get a mechanic now
too, are you?" He chuckled, "Don't tell me. You know one?" Forts was
grinning, Darius just looked uncomfortable.

"No sir, we can just take the other Rolls that was going to be used for
Albert and the pups."

Forts shook his head, "Err, no. I want Albert spoiled, he deserves it. Get
Duke to bring the Jeep round, Davy and I can go in that."

Darius looked shocked, he glanced at me. "But, sir, we can't fit the two of
you Duke, David and me in the Jeep. You and Davy would be squashed in the
back with David, too."

Forts grinned and winked at me. "Hmmm, okay, Well I will drive then, Davy
can sit up front with me and map read, while the three of you can go in the
back. It should be nice and cosy."

"But sir," Darius looked at me, his eyes pleading, desperate for me to
intervene. I wasn't about to, this was the happiest I had seen Forts in
days.

Forts was chuckling, "Don't look at Davy, just have Duke bring round the
Jeep. Please Darius."

Darius nodded his head. "Yes, Forts."

*

Forts waited until the door closed and then broke out in the biggest grin
ever, this morphed into that smile he was so famous for. He came over to me
and hugged me. "Us getting away is such a brilliant idea, thank you. I
think we both need a break and to get away, even if it is only for a couple
of days."

"You are not still cross with me for not mentioning about the Boys' Home?"

"No, we can sort that out once we are back. Mishcon is already on the
case. I'm sorry I snapped at you."

I nodded as he planted a big kiss on my lips. I kissed him back. He broke
our kiss and stared lovingly into my eyes. "I love you so much."

"I love you too."

"Come on, then! Duke must have brought the Jeep round by now." Forts was
already heading for the door. Forts shouted back over his shoulder, "We
will see you there, Albert!"

"Safe journey." Albert called back.

Quickly, we made our way down the stairs and went out through the main
entrance. Duke was standing next to the Jeep. As we approached, he went to
get in the driver's seat. Forts guffawed. "No way. Davy and I are in the
front, you jump in the back with Darius and David."

Duke glanced at Darius. Darius swallowed, "Forts wants to drive."

"But?"

"Duke, in the back, Forts is driving us."

Duke shook his head, then winked at Forts and threw him the keys, which I
am pleased to say Forts caught like a true cricketer.

"Ready?" Forts winked at me, I nodded. "Got the map? Know where we are
going?" I nodded and tapped the road atlas on my lap. Forts smiled, "Ready
in the back? I hope you're holding on."

I wouldn't say it was a resounding cry of "yes", it was more of a mumbled,
"Hmmmm." I glanced back, it did look a bit of a squash, the three of them
squeezed onto the rear bench seat.

Forts winked again as the engine roared into life and with a wheel spin
spray of gravel to our rear backed up with a moan of "Oh, fuck!" from the
backseat, we were off.


**

Robert takes up the story

James had said goodbye to Forts and Davy earlier. Forts had insisted that
one of the Rolls Royces take James to the station at Inverurie. Dima and I
wanted to go to keep Chris company on the journey home. So here we were,
Chris, Dima and I on the platform with James, waiting for the London-bound
train to arrive. Dima and I gave the two of them their space, I couldn't
imagine how I would be feeling if I thought I might never see Dima again
and with James being in the Army and it being wartime, that was a hideous
possibility.

James stood with his arms round Chris, whispering things into Chris'
ear. Chris was desperately trying to hold it together, occasionally he
would wipe away a tear that he had been unable to hold back.

The bell above the Station Manager's office rang out. Chris' shoulders
visibly sagged. He gripped James tighter and stared into his eyes. I could
only make out two desperate words. "Promise me!"

James was nodding at him. Over Chris' shoulder, James signalled for Dima
and me to come over, he looked very concerned about Chris. There was a
high-pitched scream as the engine whistle announced its arrival on the
platform.

James stepped back from Chris. He turned to Dima and me, "Look after him
for me." We both nodded. He mouthed, "Thank you." Then in a hiss of steam
and grating of metal the train came to a complete halt. Forts had insisted
and arranged for James to be going back in style, first class. We all stood
saying our goodbyes and then Dima and I stepped back once more, allowing
James and Chris to say their final goodbyes.

Finally, it couldn't be put off any longer. James gave Chris a peck on the
cheek and turned to enter the carriage. Chris gave out an audible sob,
crying out, "Be careful."

James closed the carriage door and turned quickly to pull down the
window. He visibly exhaled and forced himself to smile. Another blast of
the engine's whistle announced the train was ready to depart. Dima and I
put our arms round Chris as the train gave a shudder and slowly crept
forward. James seemed to be biting his lip. His eyes glistened, and he
mouthed, "I love you, Chris."

We walked along the platform with the train for a few feet, and then it
picked up speed and began to pull away. We saw a final wave of James'
arm. Chris stopped and slumped his head into my shoulder, sobbing.


**

Duke takes up the story

Forts drives like a maniac! Anyone would have thought that the devil
himself was chasing us. I saw him glance at Davy just after we hit a bump
at speed, which had caused the three of us squashed onto the rear bench
seat to shout out and grab to hang on. Now, the American Army Jeep only has
a top speed of forty-five miles per hour, but in a basically open-sided and
open-topped vehicle, it seemed like over a hundred.

Davy had returned Forts' smile. Forts chuckled and turned right out on to
the B993 road. He let out an almighty holler and the Jeep's engine roared
as Forts booted the accelerator hard as the road opened up in to reasonably
long straight stretch. I glanced at Darius and shook my head, mouthing,
"Say something!" Darius shrugged his shoulders. I was furious, Christ, we
had only been on the road for a few minutes. I glanced to my left at David,
he was grinning. He leant towards me shouting, "I haven't had this much fun
since I was a teenager!" I shook my head. I was surrounded by idiots.

Thankfully, we had to slow down as we drove through the village of
Monymusk. I leant forward, "Forts, have you thought of getting a flying
carpet? It might be quicker than this old thing... Though, not much."

Forts turned and grinned. "Am I going too fast?"

"Well, it could be said. But far be it from me..."

Forts grinned again, "Yes. That's correct." He winked at me and then booted
the accelerator again. We continued racing along the road towards the A944,
passing isolated cottages set in open farmland, then plunging into and
through thick woodlands. At the junction, we hesitated for a moment as
Forts glanced at Davy and he pointed to the right. Even in Scotland, all
the road signs had been taken down in case of invasion.

A few minutes later we were at another T junction Forts glanced at Davy,
who quickly looked at his road map. "This should be the Old Military Road,
the A980," Davy chuckled, "As long as it is, we go left." Forts grinned and
smiled, "Left it is, then. Not long now."

I actually felt myself give a sigh of relief. "There is a right turn just
up here." Davy stared hard at the map, "Looks like a track. That should
take us straight to it."

"Here it is." We screeched to a halt, and Forts made a hard right turn.

Again, we bounced along the unmade road. I would have to remember this when
I was driving next... Aim for every pothole.

*

"WOW!" Davy exclaimed as we pulled up in front of the Castle. Its pink
walls did look amazing as they reflected the last rays of the afternoon
sun. Forts blasted the vehicle's horn several times as we came to a stop. I
glanced at my watch. It had only taken us around forty minutes to get here
from Pittodrie. My bum thought it seemed a lot longer. I am sure the line
would become famous sometime in the future, but we arrived, 'shaken, not
stirred'. The three of us in the back leapt out, stretching and pleased to
have our feet on firm ground again.

David Tait was grinning nearly as much as Forts. "Nice driving."

Forts beamed, he glanced at me, "Cheers, I think Duke is looking a bit
green around the gills though." He wasn't wrong.

Davy was staring up at the imposing building. Its main tower stretched up
over five stories high. Surrounding the upper levels were several small
picturesque turrets. Davy's hand reached for Forts, "It is beautiful."
Forts grinned. "So, you're not cross with me for buying it anymore?"

Davy shook his head.

"Hey, you're here!" It was Denis. He came out from what was obviously the
main entrance, it looked awfully small to me, but then I was used to large
imposing English and Welsh castles.

Denis was beaming. "Welcome to Craigievar Castle! Well, it is really an
ancient Scottish Tower House, but everyone refers to it as a castle. It was
altered to look like this in 1626."

Forts smiled, "You have been doing some research."

Denis nodded, "Let me show you round the outside first."

Forts nodded.

I stepped forward and took Davy's arm. "Davy, can I have a quick word?"

Davy smiled and stopped as Forts and Denis walked on. "As long as it is not
about Forts' driving."

I shook my head. "No, it's about Robin Little."

Davy's face became serious, "What about him? What's happened?"

"I'm not sure. Davy, I heard him telling Will and the other grooms that
they weren't fed properly at the Boys' Home. He said, they never had fresh
eggs or vegetables, and well, I know that you and Forts send fresh food
hampers down each week... I thought you should know."

Davy sighed, "Duke, yes, Forts and I are aware. Forts has asked our
solicitor Mishcon to look into it. Maybe you should get ready for another
trip to London. I think Forts intends to head down there next week and find
out what's going on."

"That's probably for the best... Anyway, as long as you know."

Davy nodded and gave me a sideways smile, "It sounds like you are getting
soft in your old age..." Davy smiled, "Thank you Duke for bringing it to my
attention." Davy winked, "He is a great kid. You could do far worse."

I nodded, sure I was blushing.


**

Forts continues the story

I turned, wondering where Davy was. "Come on Davy. Look, a hobbit house!"

Davy left Duke and trotted over. I took his hand, "Is everything okay?"

"Yes, Duke, just wanted to tell me what he heard Robin telling Will and the
grooms about the food at the Home."

I nodded. "Okay, maybe there is hope for the two of them yet... Now look at
this." I pointed at the small building attached to a low wall. "It looks
like something out of Tolkien, a hobbit house."

Davy nodded, grinning. "The boys will love it. I wonder if you can get
inside?"

"Actually, it is part of the old barmkin wall. The hobbit house, as you
called it, is the old corner tower. Originally, it would have been a lot
larger and provided a small protected courtyard attached to the outside of
the castle."

I nudged Davy. "Denis has been doing some research." Davy nodded.

Denis continued, "It would have been about thirty feet high when it was
completed and joined at both ends to the castle. It is thought it would
have held some of the ancillary buildings, like the dairy, bakery and
stables, that sort of thing,"

"What are those buildings over there?" Now it was Davy who was pointing
towards a low row of buildings.

"Those are three cottages. I am using one. The main castle doesn't have
electricity above the first floor. The cottage is much cosier."

"No electric?" Davy looked horrified. "Forts!"

"Oh, come on, it will be fun, a real adventure."

"What, slumming it?"

I grabbed him and twirled him round. "Come on, let's see inside."

Denis led the way back to the main building, we went in through the small
doorway and were faced with two sets of stone steps. Halfway up the longer
flight was a set of double oak doors, heavily studded with black
ironwork. Denis pointed, "That way is up to the first floor and the main
hall. Down those are the cellar, kitchen and larders."

I am sure Davy and I stood with our mouths hanging open. We had both
thought that Castle Fraser was quaint inside, Craigievar was totally
different altogether, it was on a much smaller, much more homely scale.

We went up the first flight of stairs, following Denis. He stopped before a
large door, beyond we could see a light and airy room. "This is the
Hall. This is where the first of the three gho."

"Denis, no! I am not having you frightening everyone."

Denis winked. Davy looked at me, "What was he going to say?"

I put my arm round Davy and hugged him, "Nothing."

We all went into the room. "Wow! The room wasn't very big, but it was
beautiful. The carpet was a blue tartan and a large oak table sat in the
centre of the carpet. Dark wooden panelling surrounded us on the
walls. Davy pointed up at the ceiling. It was vaulted and heavily moulded
with beautiful plaster designs."

Denis smiled, "It is said to be one of the top three moulded ceilings in
any Scottish castle."

I nodded smiling and walked over to the huge fireplace, again it was
surmounted by an enormous carved plaster heraldic coat of arms. "It's just
beautiful. What do you think, Davy?"

"It's just beautiful."

Denis was looking terribly proud as he showed us round. The rooms were
certainly smaller than any at Castle Fraser and certainly most at
Pittodrie. But all were beautifully decorated in Scottish themes with
wood-panelled walls. Davy knocked on a couple of the panels. "Any secret
passages?"

Denis smiled, "Not that I have found yet."

With that, Darius started tapping the wall panels. He saw me grinning at
him. He cleared his throat. "You can never be too careful." We all had a
good laugh at his expense.

*

We finally reached the fifth floor, with its Long Room and servants'
quarters. We followed Denis down the length of the Long Room. "This space
was used when the weather was too inclement to go outside, it would give
everyone somewhere to walk and take some exercise. But you can use it for
whatever you wish."

We had just began to head back down the spiral stairs when we heard dogs
yapping. I grinned at Davy, "Albert and the pups are here." He nodded. I
called out, "Radost, Nadya up here." We could hear the mad scramble of dog
claws on the stone stairs and the excited yapping as the two of them came
running up to us. They seemed very excited to see all of us again, or maybe
it was just the relief of getting out of the vehicle.

We continued heading down and met Albert and Tobias in the Hall. Both of
them were admiring the ceiling plasterwork. We all exchanged greetings, and
Denis took Albert off to show him the kitchens, etc. They both returned
twenty minutes later and Denis announced which rooms he had set aside for
us all for the stay. Davy and I were to sleep in the 'Queen's Bedroom' up
on the third floor. Albert was in a small ante-room just off our
bedroom. Darius, Duke, David, and Tobias were put into the what was called
the 'Tartan Bedroom' on the second floor. For our stay, Denis was moving
into the castle. He would be staying in the 'Lady Sempill's Room' on the
third floor.

The evening meal turned into a raucous affair, all of us sitting down
together to eat in the 'Hall', including Albert and Denis who joined us as
soon as they had served up. Radost and Nadya quickly nabbed the place in
front of the fireplace, where Denis had set a heart-warming fire. Later I
realised why. This place had a chill about it. The meal of roast beef was
washed down with a selection of wines. I was pleased to see Davy nice and
chilled, too. He was sitting beside Albert, the two of them laughing
together throughout the meal.

Around eleven o'clock Davy and I headed up to bed, both of us fighting to
beat Radost and Nadya up the spiral stairs, you can guess who won. Albert
had been going to light the fire in the room earlier, but foolishly, as it
turned out, I had told him not to bother and we would be fine. How wrong
can you be? He had, however, placed a lit candle beside the bed, which gave
the room a comforting, warming glow.

Denis had prepared the small bathroom, in the little room off of
ours. While I tried the bed for comfort, Davy rushed in to do his teeth,
laughing, "There is no way I am getting undressed and then washing, it's
too bloody cold."

I sat on the bed, waiting, Radost and Nadya had curled up in the corner on
their beds which Albert had brought with him. Albert appeared and handed me
two long white linen night shirts. He sounded concerned. "I think you will
need these. I wish you had let me light the fire earlier. The Ovaltine will
be ready soon. I will bring it through." He smiled and left me sitting on
the bed. Davy came running out of the small bathroom. I held up the
nightshirt, "Albert thought these would help keep us warm."

"Thank God! Forts, it's bloody freezing."

"No, it isn't." I was never going to admit it. "Look, I will get undressed
in here and then wash and do my teeth. The temperature is fine." Davy
raised his eyebrows and did a five second strip, and dressed into the
nightshirt and then leapt under the covers of the large canopied fourposter
bed.

I stripped off, and as slowly as I could, walked into the bathroom. He was
right, it was bloody freezing.


**

Albert takes up the story

I changed into my nightshirt while the milk boiled, then poured out three
mugs of Ovaltine. I took two of them through to Davy and Forts' room. Davy
was already tucked up in the bed, the sheets and blankets pulled up to his
neck. "Excuse me Davy, your Ovaltine." He smiled as I went in. I wondered
if he had been serious earlier.

"Albert, thank you." He winked, "Grab your drink. You are going to join us,
aren't you?"

"Are you sure it is okay?" I glanced towards the bathroom door.

Davy nodded.

I quickly nipped into my room and grabbed my drink. I blew out the candle
and headed back into Davy and Forts' bedroom.

Davy glanced at the bathroom door conspiratorially, "Quick, put down your
drink and in you get." Davy pulled back the covers.

Forts was doing his usual of singing while he had a wash. Davy chuckled,
"He never changes."

I nodded as I snuggled into the huge bed alongside him. "I bet you wouldn't
have it any other way."

Davy smiled, "You are right about that."

There was the sound of a heavy stream of piss hitting the water in the
bottom of the toilet. I giggled, "Christ, he pisses like a donkey."

Davy grinned, "It has been said." The singing stopped. "Quick, under the
covers, he has finished, here he comes." Davy pulled the covers over my
head and I squashed myself alongside his body. I could feel him flattening
and arranging the sheets around me.

>From my hiding place, I heard the bathroom door open and Forts come into
the room. I lay perfectly still, only my cock stirred as I thought about
what was to come. Forts ran across to the bed. Davy said, "Here is your
nightshirt. Get it on... You're looking cold."

Forts guffawed, "That's not nice... It is bloody cold!"

"Well, in you get. I have something to warm you up." Davy continued,
"Albert left your Ovaltine there."

"Oh, lovely." I heard Forts slurping loudly. Then silence, before he
continued, "Hang on, why are there three mugs?"

"Oh, that belongs to the hot water bottle..." He flicked back the sheets,
exposing me, "Surprise! Surprise!"

"Albert! Hey!" Forts was laughing, "Shove up."

Grinning, he clambered into the bed and faced me on lying on his side. He
spoke to Davy, "I take it this is your idea?" Davy nodded. And turned to
the candle and blew it out. Forts chuckled, "Well, I don't suppose I will
be needing this." The bed moved as he sat up and pulled off his
nightshirt. "Come on, you two, get them off."

Forts pulled off first mine and then Davy's nightshirts. Suddenly, I could
feel the warmth of both of their skins as they both moved closer. Forts
leant over me and pushed his mouth to mine. My whole body tingled as his
tongue ran along my lips. Nervously, I let his tongue slide into my
mouth. My cock throbbed. I turned my head towards Forts and felt Davy's
hand grip my throbbing cock. Slowly he wanked it, easing my foreskin back
and forth, exposing my cockhead. I was wondering if I should just lie there
or be more active. The decision was taken from me. Forts took hold of my
hand and placed it on to his huge throbbing cock. It felt so warm, so
thick. It had been so long since we had all shared a bed in London. My
finger tips slipped lower and toyed with his heavy balls. Gently, I cupped
each of them, squeezing them. Forts moaned and forced his tongue deeper
into my mouth. I felt him move, and then his arm reached for Davy and
pulled him closer behind me. Forts broke our kiss, and I opened my eyes to
see his and Davy's tongues dancing together above me. Both of them moaning
as they caressed each other and me.

They broke apart, and Davy's mouth met mine. We kissed like lovers, how I
wished... Forts slipped his head under the covers and he kissed down my
hairless chest. I spread my legs as he kissed down to my throbbing and now
leaking five inches. His mouth opened, and he slid down my shaft, burying
his nose in my small patch of pubes. He moaned, his mouth and tongue
working my cock. Davy and I were still kissing. I reached for Davy's cock
and squeezed it. He was hard, too. I ran my fingers over his cocklips,
smearing his precum over the glans. He moaned into my mouth and thrust his
hips causing his cock to fuck my fist slowly.

My head was all over the place. Two of the hornist guys I knew, both
kissing and caressing my body. Davy snuggled into my neck, "Do you want to
be fucked?" I nodded. Davy kissed my cheek. Forts' head reappeared above
the sheets. Davy and Forts kissed again. I heard Davy whisper, "Come on,
stud. Warm him up." Forts, whispered back, "Are you sure you are okay, if I
do? You know it is you I love." I felt Davy nodding, they kissed again.

Forts eased me on to my side facing Davy. Davy and I began snogging again,
each stroking the other's hard cock and balls. Forts' hand slipped down
over my arse cheek. He squeezed and eased them apart. He pushed
forward. His fat warm bellend pushed my cheeks apart. I could feel the
wetness as his precum coated my skin. I gasped as his cocklips kissed my
pucker, leaving it wet and no doubt glistening. His cock eased back, and I
felt a finger stroke my hole. It gently pushed into me, sliding easily in
the copious precum left by his cockhead.

I moaned into Davy's mouth as Forts eased in a second finger, both of them
began gently seesawing back and forth as he opened me up. Forts whispered
into my ear as he nuzzled my neck, "Ready?" I couldn't speak, so just
pushed back against his fingers. He repositioned himself behind me. Once
more, his hand gripped my arse cheek. This time, it slid down to the top of
my thigh. He eased my leg up and back, exposing my hole to his throbbing,
leaking cockhead. He pushed forward, his bellend kissed my hole once
more. I tensed, Davy felt it. He stroked my face, whispering, "Relax." He
pushed his tongue into my mouth again as Forts pushed his cock into
me. Inch by inch, I felt him enter me. It felt so good. Forts' head reached
over my neck and once more Davy and he began snogging. His thrusts
increased, his hairy chest pressed against my back. The warmth of his body
feeling amazing against my skin. I pushed my arse back to meet his steady
thrusts.

I raised my head, the two of them shifted and all of our tongues joined,
sensually tumbling over each other. Davy kissed my cheeks as I moaned
against Forts' cock. Davy dropped down in front of me. I gasped as his
mouth engulfed my pulsing cock. He ran his tongue up and down my shaft over
and over my bellend. I began to thrust into his mouth, in time with Forts'
thrusts in to me. Davy's hand reached between my legs and I could feel his
fingers were stroking Forts' balls and the base of his shaft where it
entered me. Davy moved his head, freeing my cock from his mouth. I was
momentarily disappointed. That feeling quickly vanished as his hand
replaced it and his tongue began to lick and probe my hole as Forts
continued to fuck his thick shaft into me. I felt movement, Davy was
obviously wanking his own cock with his free hand. Forts moved his hand
from my chest. He pushed it down between my legs. I could feel it pushing
Davy's face deeper between us. Forts groaned into my ear, "Oh fuck, yes."
Davy's wanking grew faster, low groans coming from his mouth as his tongue
continued probing between us.

I was in heaven. Forts' thrusts increased, getting faster and
faster. Davy's mouth moved back to my cock. I lost it, my balls tightened
as I came hard in Davy's mouth. Hungrily, I felt him swallowing away my
load. My sphincter was spasming around Forts' thick shaft. He groaned. "Oh
shit, I'm coming."

He gave several hard, deep thrusts, and I felt his cock pulsing inside
me. Davy's mouth left my cock and although I couldn't see, I felt Forts
pull his shaft out of me. Davy moaned as he obviously took Forts into his
mouth. Forts grunted as he shared his load between us. Below me, Davy
groaned, and I felt a warm splash against my thigh as he came too.

A few moments later, Davy's head reappeared, and I could smell the cum on
his breath. I kissed him again, tasting Forts' salty load on his lips and
tongue. Forts chuckled and snuggled up behind me. Our three cocks were all
now deflating and leaking the last of our loads on to our thighs. We all
kissed once more. Davy snuggled up to me, "How was that?"

"Great, thank you both."

Forts chuckled and kissed my cheek. "You don't mind if I make love to my
partner now, do you?"


**

Davy takes up the story

We were woken with a lovely cup of tea. I hadn't even felt Albert get
up. Forts was now snuggled up behind me, his morning woody eased between my
cheeks. Albert, professional as ever, wished us both good morning and, with
no mention of the wild session last night, left us to prepare for the
day. I glanced round. The sun was streaming in through the small window,
but the room still felt on the chilly side and seemed very dark. I went to
reach for a bedside light. Forts chuckled, "Remember there isn't any
electric up here, you will have to use a candle, if you want it any
brighter."

"Or you could get electric put in up here!"

Forts cuddled up to me, "Ah, that would spoil the atmosphere."

Albert knocked again and brought in a couple of jugs of hot water and
placed them on a small washstand. "Don't leave it too long before you wash,
it took me ages to get that water hot."

I dived on Forts, "You really weren't joking about slumming it, were you!"

Hearing us messing about, we suddenly felt the pups landing on the bed with
us. Both of them jumped on Forts too, licking him.

*

We joined Darius, Duke and David for a hearty Scottish breakfast prepared
by Denis in the hall. I glanced at the clock. The boys and Edik should be
arriving soon. An hour passed. I glanced at Darius, mouthing, "Where are
they?" He shook his head.

"So, where are we going for the picnic?" Forts was rubbing his tummy,
stretching.

"Denis suggested we go to where the Leochel burn and the Rumblie burns
meet. He said it was really pretty there."

"Great! So, when are we going?" Forts leapt out of his seat expectantly. I
glanced at Darius again. He quickly looked out of the window down at the
entrance road, he turned and shook his head. This time Forts spotted
it. "What's the matter?"

I sighed, "Well, it is going to spoil the surprise, but I asked Edik to
bring the boys here today so we could all be together."

Forts beamed, "That's great. When will they be here?"

I don't know how my voice sounded as I said, "They should have been here
half an hour ago."

"Oh." Forts glanced at his watch.

Darius stood, "Forts, I will go and ring Pittodrie and make sure there
wasn't a problem... With the vehicle."

Forts was still smiling, "We can take the boys paddling in the stream, they
will love it here."

I nodded. Just then, Darius returned. Forts turned to him, "Well?"

"They left two hours ago, sir."

"TWO HOURS?"

"Yes, sir, and there is something else." Darius swallowed and glanced at
Forts and then me.

"What?"

"Sir, Andrei wasn't feeling well this morning, so it was only Mark bringing
the boys with Edik."

Duke stood, "Mark? Alone with Prince Draco? Oh, God."

Forts turned to him. It was obvious Forts hadn't a clue what to say. I
stood, "I am sure everything will be okay..."


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

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