Date: Sun, 31 Dec 2023 11:22:01 +0000 (GMT) From: blackscar01 Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 154a 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 once again to my editor, Jim. ******* "I wanted to save it all for you. I didn't think I was going to be able to cum. But you kept telling me too... I wanted to save it all for you." Forts looked down. I gently squeezed his balls again and kissed him once more. "Still feels plenty left to me." Forts raised his head, and his cock began to swell, his heavy cockhead rapidly rising. He glanced at the bedroom door. Then gave me a cheeky smile, "I promise you there is!." His cock was now fully hard and throbbing against my stomach. I wrapped my fingers round it and we kissed, deeply. As we broke apart, Forts smiled again and glanced at the bedroom door, whispering, "Now, how do we get rid of him?" ** Operation Pied Piper – Part 154a Part 154a minor characters making an appearance or receiving a mention: Cornelius Lillis – (Lillis) Viscount Winterbourne – 17yrs pupil at Castle Fraser. Head Boy. Rugby player. Kenneth Jones – (Kenneth/Jones) 16yr old Orphan now staying at Downe House. Logan Wilson – (Baron Montrose/Logan) 14yrs 5'06 Student at Gordonscone Boys school, 'Fly Half' on Rugby team. Has a crush on Lillis. Squadron Leader Stuart Burgess – (Squadron Leader Burgess/Stuart) RAF Squadron Leader - King George VI's new equerry. Cailin – (Cailin)_ 18yrs old. One of the King's stable boys at Balmoral. ** Forts takes up the story "See you later, boys." Davy was down on his hunkers, he hugged and kissed each of the boys in turn. He stood and kissed my cheek, "I love you too, remember! See you later." "Don't you forget I love you too, either." I smiled as Davy headed off with Chris and Tobias towards Down House; another drama to sort out. I was going to show the boys Ladon and then go for a ride on Pegasus alone, well, as alone as I ever was, I would have Duke shadowing me. The thing was, I wanted to be alone to clear my head. I smiled at Edik and then the boys. "Come on then, boys. Wave goodbye to Daddy, and let's go and see Ladon!" The boys all waved at Davy and Chris. I turned back myself, nearly falling over Draco who was at my feet. I knew I was in a funny mood, family time can really focus the mind and confuse it. It is so lovely to be surrounded by family and the people you love, but their expectations and demands of you don't always reflect what you are thinking. Then additionally, there was what happened with Enzo. I still didn't really have that all straight in my head, either. "Careful Daddy, pick me up!" Draco tugged at the leg of my jodhpurs. Without even thinking, I swept him up and kissed his cheek and sat him on my hip. "Sorry little fella." He looked so cute, edible even. He was wearing the little sailor suit and cap that Count Samara had brought him for Christmas. Now, he didn't want to take it off; he was even sleeping in it. I had been a bit surprised that Samara had only brought one for Draco. Sensing my confusion, Samara had made it very plain that 'Draco was special, he was the future, if I didn't become Tsar, hopefully Draco would. He needed to be prepared for the future and look the part and the last Tsarevich Alexi always wore a sailor suit when he was younger'. Davy and I had watched as Samara had pulled the little stripy blue and white sailor suit top over Draco's head, mumbling, 'Now you look like the Tsarevich.' More unsettling was the smiles and claps given by The Grand Duchess, Dima's mother, Princess Chikenoff, Dima, Vlad, Edik, Alexandra and Samara himself. All of my Russian relatives in fact appeared to think that Draco should be treated differently from Arran and Andrew. Davy had glanced at me, and visibly exhaled. What could I do, but try and give him a reassuring smile. "Daddy! Look," I smiled into Draco's eyes. He was pointing at Edik, Andrew and Aaran running on ahead. He smiled back at me, or was it Theodora looking back at me? The older Draco got, the more he looked like his mum, something not lost on Davy either. "Faster Daddy!" I kissed his little button nose, "Come on then, hold on tight!" I let out a whinny to lots of giggles from Draco as I began my impression of a horse, cantering along the path after Andrew, Arran, and Edik. There was a grunt from behind me, I turned back and grinned watching as Duke and Dan also broke into jogs to keep up. My head immediately heard the words of the nursery rhyme, Mary had a Little Lamb... I was Mary and my security team the lamb... Why did I think that? * Jeremy came over and met us all as we arrived in the stable yard. He was grinning as I Whoa'd and came to a stop. Draco's face was just a mass of giggling dimples. God, he had his mother's eyes. Jeremy pulled his flat cap from his head and held it to his chest. "Good morning, Forts." He then gave a little bow to Draco, "Good morning, Your Imperial Highness. That is a lovely horse you have there." Draco nodded, and I chuckled. Then realised what he had called Draco, my face must have shown my surprise. I glanced at Edik, thinking maybe I had misheard. He swallowed, "Forts, they have all been told to address Draco from now on as 'Your Imperial Highness'". I nearly laughed... "Err, who told them to do that?" Edik shuffled from one foot to the other, he looked really uncomfortable. "Prince Chikenoff, sir," he mumbled, now becoming all formal with me. "Dima?" I was stunned, "You are telling me that Dima has told all the staff to address Draco as 'Your Imperial Highness'"? Edik moved closer, his voice lower as he nodded, "Yes, Forts." I glanced at a silent Jeremy, just feet away. "Well, that's not happening! Jeremy, you will..." Edik grasped my arm, "Forts, Your Imperial Highness, please, Draco is no ordinary little boy... You must realise that." I glared at Edik, "You too? ... You think this is right? Davy and I are trying to raise them all as normal kids." "Your Imperial Highness, he is not a normal kid as you put it, he is the future Tsar." I had seldom heard Edik raise his voice, but today he did. I barked back, "Don't be bloody ridiculous!" I saw Duke move closer out of the corner of my eye. I waved him away, he gave a head bow, his eyes not leaving mine, his lips forming the word, "Prince." I turned back to Edik, seething. "Who else has been told to address him like that?" He was in no doubt I was pissed off. He stood, his head bowed. "Everyone, all the staff have been told to call him by his correct title, Forts." I was incredulous, "I wondered why Dima didn't want to come this morning..." I felt myself point at Edik, "We are all going to speak about this later. Christ! Why the hell wasn't I even told? I bet Davy doesn't know either." Edik swallowed, and shook his head, "I don't think he does, Forts." Before I could say any more, a little voice interrupted us. "Daddy, Ladon." I felt a tug at my sleeve as Robin appeared, leading Daphne by her halter towards us, Ladon was prancing around at her rear feet. My anger vanished as soon as I saw them. The hefty thump as a large dinner plate sized hoof kicked the door of the nearby stall announced that Pegasus wanted to join his family too. "I'm just coming." I smiled over at him. Jeremy was still watching me, his cap clasped to his chest. I smiled and nodded, "Jeremy, take DRACO and the boys over to see Ladon... And, until you hear differently from me, YOU will call him Draco. Thank you... and sorry... for, for any confusion." Jeremy nodded and smiled, "Yes, Forts. Come on, boys." Edik kept his eyes downcast as I moved past him to Pegasus' stall. I slipped the bolt and pushed open the door. God, I loved this horse. He nuzzled into me. I know it's stupid, but I could swear he knew I was unhappy. I did the horsey thing and cuddled back into his neck, whispering. "Shall we go for a ride together? Just the two of us?" He gave a deep belly rumble and nodded, then glanced those dark eyes of his towards Duke and Dan. Bloody horse, I kissed his muzzle, "Yes, one of them has to come too, I am afraid." Another belly rumble, I pulled his ear down to my mouth, "I know you will look after me, but one of them has to come too. But, we can pretend it is just the two of us... Okay?" He gave another belly rumble. I clapped his neck, "Come on, come and see your family and son." While we all stood watching, the boys each took a turn to clap Daphne and Ladon. Then, I hoisted each of them in turn onto Pegasus' back, to excited squeals of delight. "Oh Forts, Your Imperial Highness, I am glad I caught you. I heard you were about to go for a ride. I didn't want to miss you." I turned, hearing Stuart Burgess's voice, he was striding towards me with a pensive-looking Cailin by his side. "Stuart, Cailin, good morning... You were looking for me? What have I done now?" Stuart nodded as he got his breath back, "Yes, two things, firstly, I have been called back by the King, so will be leaving shortly. The second is," he put an arm round Cailin, "Were you serious about needing another stable groom? As this young chap would love to come and work for you... I can give him a good reference." Stuart winked at me as he hugged Cailin again. "I am sure you can... I can give him a pretty good one myself." I chuckled. Cailin blushed and looked down. I glanced round at Jeremy; it was obvious he was listening intently, although trying not to look like he was. "Won't the King be annoyed to lose one of his grooms?" Stuart chuckled, "Leave that to me." I nodded, "Well, I had better get you to have a word with Jeremy, Cailin. Jeremy is my Head Groom... Jeremy, can you have a word with Cailin please and let me know what you think?" "Certainly, Forts." Jeremy stepped forward and shook Cailin's hand. He smiled, "Cailin, no time like the present, do you want to come with me?" Cailin glanced at Stuart, and then at me. I gave him a wink, "Go with Jeremy, I am sure he will sort everything out for you." Cailin's voice was barely a whisper, "Thank you, sir." Jeremy turned to Robin, "Call me if you need any help. Once everyone is finished here, can you put Daphne and Ladon back in their stall? ... Forts is going to be taking Pegasus for a ride, if you can help saddle up Hunter for Duke." "Yes, Jeremy." Chatting all the way, Jeremy led Cailin across the stable yard towards the office. Stuart came over and hugged me. "I hopefully will see you again soon, Forts, my friend. Thank you, and thank Davy, for me, for everything. We have had an amazing Christmas." I nodded, "You are welcome my friend, any time, you know that." Stuart and I broke apart, and he got down on his hunkers, he held out his hand to Draco, who took it and shook it vigorously. "Look after yourself, Your Imperial Highness." Still smiling, I managed to say, "Stuart, his name is Draco. I will be speaking to Prince Chikenoff." Stuart ruffled all the boys' hair and nodded. "I had better be going, watch Cailin for me... Things are bound to be a bit strange for him at first." "We will. I promise." * I could feel the raw power beneath my thighs as Pegasus drove himself flat out up the hill to my favourite vantage spot. I am sure both of us were grunting out the anger which had consumed me. Distantly, I could hear Duke on Hunter following us up. I had made it clear to him; I wanted sometime to myself... Well, just Pegasus and me. At the top of the hill, Pegasus reared up, whinnying, punching the sky with his hooves as I joined in, roaring out my pent-up frustration across the valley. Down below us sat Pittodrie House, Davy and my family's home. Sometimes you just have to be alone and then shout at the sky. I leant forward across Pegasus' withers. His ears were alert, twitching, listening. We both seemed to be looking down towards the house, my 'Grand Ducal Standard' and the Saltire, fluttering in the light breeze above the tower. I took hold of Pegasus' ear, "What am I going to do, boy? I know Draco is a royal prince, but I don't want him growing up entitled... and I know Davy won't be happy... He wants us to treat all the boys just the same..." Pegasus seemed to be listening to me, every now and then he would nod his head and make a brrr noise, by flapping those big lips of his, as if agreeing with me. "And what shall I do about Dima? I know this is all going to lead to another row with him and Samara... and I am not sure I will win this one... I know Draco is a Prince... Oh God, Pegasus, what will Davy say... What will Davy say? And another thing, I told you that Enzo has fallen in love with me, didn't I? ..." He made a belly rumble noise, "No, of course not... Yes, Davy knows." I kissed him through his mane as he stood silently, looking out before us. I sat back in the saddle and chuckled. "For a horse that usually has so much to say... You are strangely quiet today..." I gave him a hefty clap on his shoulder, "Come on, let's race Hunter along the ridge." I felt his muscles tense as he reared and turned, then the explosive power as he sprang forward and we were off. We passed Duke on Hunter. Duke's voice, on the air, desperately trying to catch us up, "Forts, be careful, please." ** Lillis takes up the story Closing the door, I stoked the hair away from Kenneth's eyes. He turned his head and smiled up at me. I wasn't really supposed to bring anyone up to my room at Castle Fraser, but I thought that my 'credits cup' was pretty full, so even if someone did catch me, I would probably be forgiven. Kenneth's eyes scanned round the room. "You have a whole room for yourself?" "I sure do!" "Wow, you are lucky." I smiled at him, "Only because it means I can bring gorgeous guys like you up here and not be disturbed." Kenneth blushed and smiled. "Are those your Christmas cards?" He was already heading over to my dressing table. He picked up the first one. "I am sorry, I didn't get you one... I thought about making you one... but then..." He gave me a sexy grin over his shoulder and licked his lip, "I thought maybe..." he chuckled. I felt my cock throb under my kilt. He picked up another card, his smile vanished. He looked back at me again, "Is this from that same guy who wrote to you before?" He put on a posh voice, "Lord Snooty." I mimicked the voice he had used, "If you mean Logan Wilson, the Baron Montrose, yes..." Kenneth was biting his lip, he put the card back down. I crossed behind him and put my arms round him. "Hey, don't be silly, who is here? YOU, not him... Please don't spoil it... I can't stop him sending me cards now, can I?" I turned him round, so that we were facing each other. "Do you love him?" "Kenneth, stop it... No, of course I don't love him." His fringe had fallen forward again. I smiled and brushed it back once more. "Hey, don't I get a Christmas kiss... as you didn't get me a card?" I chuckled. Kenneth giggled and made a break for the bed, leaping up onto the ancient wooden structure. They all belonged to a different era, the good thing was the flash of thigh and just a glimpse of pert arse cheek I got as his kilt flew up. On all fours, he winked back at me, "I am not sure you deserve it." "Why, you..." I landed on the bed next to him. I quickly positioned myself behind him, my hands all over his pert kilt covered arse. "Watch my kilt, I got into trouble the last time... You left it all creased at the back," he giggled. I laughed, "I told you at the time to take it off, it was you who only wanted me to lift the back-up." I grabbed under him for his kilt belt buckle and began undoing it, "Don't worry, I won't make the same mistake again." Kenneth shrieked with laughter and squirmed to get away from my fingers. Years of practice, though, had made me an expert. He gasped as he landed on his back minus his kilt. I raised my hand in triumph, holding his short kilt high, like a trophy. I tossed it over to the chair. "Watch out, it will get creased." He giggled. I pushed my mouth to his, "And you're going to get fucked, or do you want to swap with it?" He shook his head, grinning. I smiled and kissed him again, "I didn't think so." His mouth was so warm, his tongue so eager, my cock throbbed with impatient anticipation. We broke apart. I was kneeling on the bed between his open legs. "I had better lose this." I undid my fly plaid, removed my sporran and kilt belt. The material slid down my body, revealing me to him. My hard cock bounced up and slapped against my treasure trail. "I hope you like your Christmas present." He licked his lips and nodded. I winked, "Or maybe you think I should save it for the Baron Montrose." He slapped my side, a little bit too hard if I am honest, pouting. "I will take that as a no, then." I slipped my hands under his knees and lifted them up as I fell forward, pushing my lips to his once more. "Merry Christmas, sexy." My cock throbbed against his stomach. My foreskin had peeled back and tucked itself under my glans ridge. I ground it against him, feeling the blurb of precum leaving its lips. His steely cock pushed like a snooker cue against the underside of my balls. Our mouths still hadn't broken our kiss. His hands pushed into my chest hair, not that I had very much, nowhere near as much as Forts or Chris McPhee. His shaft popped from under my ballsac and joined my own, entering into a strange dance between us. Our lips parted, "I've missed your tight arse..." I mumbled before attacking his beautiful neck. He moaned and pushed back against me. "I love you." He gasped. I smiled to myself, nibbling his ear, "I know, I love you too." Well, I had to tell him that, didn't I? I reached for the bedside cabinet and grabbed the crushed foil tube of KY. His eyes struggled to focus on it, he chuckled, "Not much of that left." I just nodded, I wasn't going to be led down that particular rabbit hole. I could tell he was about to ask me the follow-up question, I pushed my lips to his and one handed managed to get some of the lube on to my fingers. I pushed my index finger into his arse, he gasped, "Wow, that's cold." "It will warm up soon." I pushed my tongue back into his mouth, then had to chuckle as I mumbled, "I know what we can do to speed it up. Lift up your hips." I gave him a tap on his hip. He spread his legs wider and wrapped them loosely round my waist. I gripped my cock and smeared some more lube over the head and down the shaft. His eyes didn't leave my face as I positioned my cock at his hole and eased forward. Now, you all know, I wasn't the only prefect enjoying Kenneth's charms. My cock wasn't the biggest he was taking either, I popped in surprisingly easily. I grunted as I pushed my dick home, enjoying the sensation of his velvety skin rubbing over the flares of my cockhead deep inside him. I mashed my balls against his arse cheeks. His fingers gripped my sides, holding me tightly, "Fuck me." I just smiled, why else did he think I had sneaked him up here? He tightened his calves behind my back as I began to thrust into him. I knew I wouldn't last long. I had blue balls after saving it up for a few days. ** Forts picks up the story Duke had reminded me of the time. I so wanted to stay out on the hill, but knew I had better be getting back. Pegasus' and Hunter's hooves sent showers of sparks up from the cobbles as Duke and I rode back into the stable yard. Jeremy came running over and took hold of both sets of reins. "Looks like you all had fun." He wasn't wrong. We had raced back, both horses were blowing and sweating hard, so were Duke and me, actually. We both jumped down, laughing. I liked being with Duke. I knew I could trust him with my life, plus he was a really nice bloke. Robin ran over and took the horses' reins from Jeremy. I clapped Pegasus on the side, "Thank you, my friend." Pegasus paused and looked back at me, his eyes connecting with mine, like he had been saving his advice up; At that moment, I knew exactly what I had to do. I turned back to Jeremy, "How did things go with Cailin?" He smiled and nodded. "I have already spoken to Davy and Mr McPhee. They called by to see if you were back a bit earlier on." "Oh, that doesn't sound good, am I in trouble?" Jeremy smiled, "That's not for me to say Forts... But as for Cailin, I offered him a job. I think he will settle in very well... There is not much he doesn't know about horses." "Are you okay with that? ... I still would like you to remain as my head groom, you have been doing a good job... The place needs a steady hand on the tiller." Jeremy nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Forts, it would be my pleasure." "Good." I turned to Duke, "Why don't you knock off here, go and spend some time with Robin." Duke smiled and winked, "You don't get rid of me that easily... I will knock off once you are safely back at the main house and I have handed you over to one of the others." * Having said goodbye to Duke, I headed into the house seamlessly acquiring Darius as my new shadow. I sat while he helped me pull off my riding boots. "Where is everyone?" "I think Davy and the boys are in your apartment, Forts." "Excellent." Now, with my boots off, and taking poor Darius completely by surprise, I broke into a run, "Last one there is a Mary." * I dodged past a bemused Tobais sitting outside our door and rushed into the apartment laughing as I called back, "Beat you!" to Darius. "You cheated... AGAIN!" Davy was sitting with his feet up, I crossed over and kissed him, "Hi sexy. I heard you were looking for me." Davy screwed up his nose. "Yuck, Forts, you stink of horses." "I have been with Pegasus all day." I began to tickle him. Davy shrieked, "Jeremy said you had gone off with your boyfriend!" "Right, he is another one for the sack! ... Telling you my secrets... Now give me another kiss." Davy squirmed away, giggling. We both landed on the floor with a clump, "I would rather be shot than poisoned." I jumped on him, tickling him even more, "That could be arranged." I pressed my lips to his. He kissed me back, then sighed, "Forts, have you heard what Dima has done?" I sighed, looked like the fun was over. "I have... Davy, I hope you told him it's not on!" Davy gasped, laughing, "ME?" I nodded, then pouted, "Yes... Davy, you know it would come better from you... Pegasus said you were to tell him." "Ahh, your boyfriend is trying to fit me up as well... Well Forts, not this time, you are going to have a shower and then we are both going to tell him." I flashed him a smile, "Only if we can shower together." "Forts, this is serious." I grinned and sniffed my armpits, "You are right, I really need a shower. Will you do my back please," I whined. Davy held out his hand, I helped him up, "I thought you would never ask, or do you want to check with your boyfriend first?" With that he broke for the door leading to our bedroom and ensuite, with me in hot pursuit. ********************** Wishing you all a Happy New Year Best regards Blackscar, Davy, Forts and everyone at Castle Fraser and Pittodrie House. ********************** 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. 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