Date: Thu, 18 Jan 2024 17:44:15 +0000 (GMT)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 154d

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He waved madly and then bizarrely broke into a type of Russian dance of
celebration, stamping his feet and moving his arms. Then a big smile and at
breakneck speed, he ran towards us. He began tumbling, flip flopping over
and over, in an amazing display of acrobatics, towards a grinning Davy and
Forts, as he arrived in front of them both, he somehow landed on his feet
and thrust his arms out sideways in greeting. "DAVY! FORTS!" Before they
could move, he sprung up again and landed with his legs round Forts'
waist. The two of them were grinning like loons as Forts hugged him, "Oh,
little monkey, it is so good to see you again!"

Niki jumped down and then up into Davy's arms, too. It was obvious the
friendship they shared was very special. From behind us there was a great
Whinny, Niki grinned and rushed over to Pegasus, breathing into his nose;
another member of the Pegasus fan club. Niki paused and looked at the bold
little foal standing next to his dad. "And you must be Ladon!" He dropped
to his knees, gave a head bow and blew into the foals' muzzle, "Hello,
little Prince."

**

Operation Pied Piper – Part 154d

Part 154d minor characters making an appearance or receiving a mention:

Cailin – (Cailin)_ 18yrs old. Had been one of the King's stable boys at
Balmoral, now one of Forts' and Davy's.

Robin Little – (Robin) 17yrs boy was at the children's home. Now Groom
for Forts and Davy.

**

Duke takes up the story

I had asked Darius if I could stay at the main house today and guard the
boys. I didn't really want to see Robin or Cailin; not after last night. I
had to get it straight in my own head. Furthermore, I was frightened that
Robin would see it in my eyes... Cailin... oh God, beautiful Cailin. It
would destroy Robin, or would it? So here I was, lost in my own thoughts,
walking in the garden, while Edik and the three boys ran on ahead with
Radost and Nadya.

I suppose I should tell you, after the party finished, Darius had told me
he would cover and gave me the rest of the night off. You have guessed it,
I was supposed to be on duty all night. I left Forts and Davy with Darius
and quickly headed over to the stable block to surprise Robin; I did, and
myself.

*

It kind of unfolded like this:

I remember grinning to myself as I approached the stable block, a bottle of
champagne in hand. I could see Robin's little bedside light appeared to be
on; bless he had waited up for me, or fallen asleep with it on. I didn't
even think... not for a moment; I burst into his room, the front of my kilt
held up high and waggling my hard dick and the bottle of
champagne. "Surprise, surprise! Happy New Ye..."

I dropped the front of my kilt as I came face to face with Robin and
Cailin, naked together, on Robin's bed, playing cards and drinking.

Robin had leapt up. "Duke! I thought you were working all night."

Somehow I remained calm even though my head was performing somersaults, or
was I just in shock? I heard myself hiss at him, "Obviously."

Cailin was now standing too, "Duke, it's not like it looks."

I glared at him as he lisped at me; fuck, what was that fucking lisp all
about? I wanted to punch it out of him and tell him to man up! But a battle
royal was taking place in my head as I looked from his handsome face down
his hairless, though muscled body. He was fit, I would give him that, but
his dick, that was laughable; a man with a boy's dick!

I sneered at him. "And just how do you think it looks? You didn't wait long
to make your move! God, Stuart has only just left."

"Duke, you have gotten this all so wrong!" Cailin shook his head
frustratedly, he looked back at me returning my glare.

In silence, Cailin and I were in the process of staring each other out when
Robin flung himself at me, wrapping his arms round me. "Duke, it isn't how
it looks, please, I wouldn't cheat on you."

I didn't return his hug or even look down. "Well, I certainly remember you
telling me that! Sadly, it's not how it looks now." I sneered.

Cailin took hold of my arm, "Duke, please, we were just having a drink and
playing cards having brought in the New Year together. Look, Jeremy and
George have only just left, we all spent the night together after we
finished work... Not all of us got an invitation to the big party!"

"I was working!" I grunted and shook my head dismissively. "So, what, you
decided to stay on after they left?"

"Something like that, yes," Cailin snapped now, obviously getting annoyed,
or was it frustrated with me?

"Duke please!" Robin now had tears streaming down his face, "I wouldn't
cheat on you! I promise... We were just all having a drink and playing
cards to welcome in the New Year, honest."

I unpeeled Robin's arms free from around me. He stood back, tears streaming
down his shocked young face. I shook my head, "I think I had better go."

Robin collapsed to his knees and grabbed for my bare leg below my kilt as I
turned away, "Please Duke, I haven't done anything, please. I love you!"

I pulled my leg free and placed the bottle of champagne on the chest of
draws. "You two enjoy this!" I reached for the door handle. Robin let out
an animal like wail, "Duke please, no," before collapsing in a heap.

I only managed to get the door slightly open before Cailin angrily grabbed
my arm. He reached forward and slammed the door closed with his other
hand. I turned to face him, physically pulling myself to my full height and
ready for a fight.

There was that lisp again. "Look, you idiot, yes, we are both naked. Christ
Duke, but neither of us were or are hard, look!" He grabbed his tiny soft
dick and shook it angrily at me, "We weren't doing anything, just chatting
and playing cards! Robin worships you... Don't be so stupid! Now come back
and let's sort this out! Christ, you can't start off the New Year like
this!"

I turned back into the room and glanced down at an obviously distraught
Robin on the floor, his eyes red and full of tears and silently pleading
with me to stay.

Now he was either an amazing actor or he was genuinely upset, and I had
allowed my own guilt at cheating on him in London to overshadow my
reason. I paused and let out a sigh, actually Cailin did have a point, even
when I had first come into the room, both of them were just sitting on the
bed, one at either end, yes both were naked, but yes, both were soft too,
the only person with a hardon was me, and yes both of them had been holding
a hand of cards.

As I pondered my next move, to my left, Robin was slowly getting to his
feet, his tear-filled eyes still hadn't left me. He reached for my
hand. "Please Duke, I haven't done anything wrong, we were just playing
cards. You have to believe me."

I felt my arm wrap round Robin's shoulders, and I pulled him to me. His
arms wrapped tightly round the waist of my kilt as he faced me. I watched
as Cailin moved to the chest of draws and picked up an open bottle of
whisky. He poured a slug into a clean glass and picked it up, handing it to
me.

I was staring into the amber liquid in the glass. Cailin picked up Robin
and his glasses and poured more whisky into each of them and then handed
one to Robin. I was embarrassed. It appeared I had added two and two and
come up with five.

Cailin looked me in the eye. "Nice kilt, by the way! Now, how about wishing
us both a Happy New Year and especially Robin, who absolutely adores you."

I swallowed and looked down at Robin's little face. He looked up at me. I
exhaled, "Robin, Cailin, I seem to have made a big mistake. I am sorry. I
hope you can both forgive me..." I sensed I was rambling, I paused,
"Look... Happy New Year!" I leant down and kissed Robin's head, "Happy New
Year, darling. Can you forgive me?"

He nodded and squeezed me tighter.

Cailin emptied his glass and put it down. "I should leave. I will let you
two get on."

This time it was me who took hold of his arm, "Cailin, no, please, join us
for a while... I'm sorry, I snapped at you... Oh, and Cailin, thank you for
making me see sense."

He winked and smiled, "Don't be daft... Well, as long as you are sure I
would love to stay with you both. Hogmanay is a big thing for us Scots!
Hang on, I had better get dressed."

I shook my head, "No, let me get this bloody uncomfortable thing off, then
I will be like you two!"

"Och, the kilt is not uncomfortable, well, unless you are English."

His smile brought a grin to all of our faces, I raised my hands, "Guilty as
charged."

I felt Robin squeeze me again. I smiled down into his eyes, "I'm sorry, I
love you."

He just nodded and squeezed me tighter, "Let's get this off of you." He
began to remove my sporran and undo my kilt belt.

*

Around three o'clock in the morning, there was a banging on the wall, yes
it was Jeremy. "It's late, you three! ... George and I are trying to
sleep." None of us had noticed as we had laughed, drank and played cards
that time was marching on. Robin hadn't let go of me, he had spent the
night snuggled up to my side while we played.

Cailin went to get off the bed, "Jeremy is right, I had better go."

I looked at him, "There is no need, the bed is big enough for the three of
us."

Cailin glanced at Robin. Robin nodded and smiled. I shuffled over, "If we
all spoon, there is plenty of space."

"Well, if you are both sure?"

What was wrong with me? Surely I wanted to be alone with Robin? After all,
that was why I had come over... Wasn't it? I patted the bed beside me and
wet my lips. Cailin gave me a little smile, "Well, only if you are sure."
His lisp suddenly sounding so sexy.

*

I must have been more tired than I realised. I was actually soon asleep,
but what a dream I was having. Several hands were toying with my chest and
nipples, stroking my hard cock and balls. I grunted and rolled my hips,
spreading my legs slightly wider, my brain enjoying the sensations coursing
through me. A warm wet tongue began to lick at my cock head. God, this was
some dream.

I suddenly became aware... Nooo, don't wake up, not now, hang on, someone
is sucking my cock! I heard a giggle to my left, "It is amazing, isn't it?"

"It is certainly fucking huge! Are you sure he won't wake up?" There was
that sexy lisp again.

Fuck, the two of them were playing with my dick, one on either side. I lay
perfectly still, my eyes tightly shut. My heightened senses were aware that
either side of my exposed cockhead was being bathed in warm breath; they
both must be very close, just either side of my bellend.

"You try." That was Robin.

I held my breath as a warm wet tongue rolled around my cockhead and over my
cocklips, its tip dug into the slit, my cock spurted out some precum, the
lips licked it away, then pulled away. I wanted to raise my hips, to
maintain the contact. The hand gripping my shaft tightened and my cock was
pointed in a different direction.

"Robin, your go now. I can't believe it, he is even bigger than Forts."

A smaller hand took hold of my shaft, that must be Robin's. "Chris McPhee
is supposed to be big, too."

Cailin whispered, "They should change the name of Pittodrie to 'Big Cock
House'". Both of the boys giggled, the bed gently shaking as they did so.

Robin's fleshy tongue, God, I actually recognised it, licked round the
ridge of my glans and then he did that tongue flicking thing I loved along
the edge of the glans ridge. I let out a groan of pleasure, his tongue
froze in mid lick.

Damn, I lay my eyes tightly closed, trying to keep my breathing regular and
deep.

"Are you sure he is not awake?" There was a sudden tenseness to Cailin's
voice.

The mattress moved as I felt Robin shuffle his head closer to mine, "Duke,
Duke, are you awake?"

Fuck, what was I to do? Did I want to have fun with them both? No, I loved
Robin... Having said that, Cailin was a good-looking guy, muscled and fit
and obviously horny and up for it. Hmmm, what was wrong with me? I wanted
them both.

"Maybe we should just cover him up." It was Cailin again.

Nooooo... Involuntarily, my cock throbbed and bounced... Well, it had made
its mind up; the fun was to continue. I smiled to myself, Forts had been
right when he told me in London something Athol had once said to him, 'God
gave man a brain and a dick, but not enough blood to run them both at the
same time.' My dick had decided!

There was nothing else for it. I opened my eyes slowly, I was looking into
Robin's, "Morning gorgeous."

Robin smiled, "Hi sexy."

I glanced down my body, my hard throbbing cock bobbed up at me, a small
glistening pearl of precum poised on my cocklips. I grinned, "What are you
up to?"

Robin blushed.

I grinned, chastising him, "Naughty..."

I leant forward and kissed Robin's beautiful lips. The side of the bed
moved next to me, it was Cailin, "I had better be going, leave the two of
you to it."

Cailin was facing away, bent over, his legs slightly apart. The small
apricot-coloured pouch containing his two grape sized balls, barely visible
between his beautiful white arse cheeks as he looked for his pants. I had
gotten a bit of a shock last night seeing him totally naked for the first
time. He had an amazingly muscled body, but what was even more surprising
was that Robin was better endowed and hairier too, even though Cailin was
eighteen and Robin was a year younger. It couldn't just be that Cailin was
a late developer, more that sadly for him, he only had a boy sized dick and
balls, the only hair I could see was a light dusting above his small cock,
even his legs and arms seemed totally smooth, but boy was he handsome.

I smiled at him and pulsed my exposed cock again, the bead of precum broke
free and swung on a gooey thread just below my flared glans. "You don't
have to go, there is plenty for both of you. If Robin is okay with that, I
am."

Cailin surreptitiously licked his lips, his eyes locked on my glans. I
glanced at a nodding Robin.

He smiled and looked up at Cailin. "Come on, Cailin, stay, have some fun,
see what I am going on about all day at work. I really don't mind."

Cailin smiled, his tongue just visible between his lips, he looked straight
into my eyes. "Are you sure it is okay, Duke?"

I moved my arms up, folding my hands under my head, "Of course I don't
mind. Enjoy yourselves, boys, there is plenty for both of you."

Again, Cailin hesitated. Robin held out his hand to him, "Come on, it's
okay... I really don't mind." God, Robin was so trusting.

Cailin nodded, his eyes still focused on my cock, I had seen eyes like his
before; Lust. Hey, so I am big-headed... and I was blessed with a fucking
monster cock. Cailin is not the first guy with a small dick who wanted to
worship mine. Slowly, he moved back to the bed. Casually, he stroked his
shaft, all four and a half uncut inches of it. However, what it lacked in
length, it sure made up for in hardness. He smiled at me, the tip of his
tongue just visible on his lips once more.

*

His eyes full of yearning, Cailin got on to his knees, his face was really
close to my cock, studying my thick shaft and hairy heavy balls. His tongue
flicking along his lips.

"Come on, Cailin, it's okay." Robin whispered too innocently.

Cailin nodded, glanced once more up into my eyes and then reached out his
hand.

I spoke, "Well, if I am in charge, how about both of you kiss my balls, one
each to start with, get them nice and wet, taste me."

Robin gave a little giggle and moved his head alongside Cailin's. Together
they both lowered their heads, I watched their lips pucker out, then brush
against my balls sac.

"Kiss them, like you love them." I mumbled, moving my hands from under my
head and placing one on each of their heads. I pushed them closer to my
balls. "Smell and lick, lick and smell."

My hips rose slightly as two hot, wet tongues began to lap and kiss my
hens' eggs. It didn't take long for them to forget about me as they worked
their tongues together, rolling and moving my balls in their sac. Today,
now, Robin seemed to be the teacher, or was it more a case of the two of
them playing follow my leader? Robin buried his nose in the crease between
my thigh and balls, he breathed deeply, groaned and then pushed his tongue
deep into the warm musky crevice; working its tip deep. Cailin seemed to be
watching him, but then, with no more encouragement, he followed suit on the
other side. I groaned, opening my legs just a little wider, giving them
both more access. Greedily, they dug in exploring, feasting.

I moaned as I pushed my head back into the pillow.

Above the two of them, my cock was no longer under my control. It had taken
on a life of its own, bouncing expectantly, pumping out pearl after pearl
of precum. They hung in a delicate sparkling stand of translucent beads,
joined only to my bellend by a glistening sticky thread. Every few moments,
the strand would snap, and several pearls would fall, their lives over as
they burst on the hairs of my treasure trail and stomach.

I felt my knees bending as my thighs pushed further apart. My balls were
being lifted by two hands, exposing the underside of my sac and taint. Two
tongues twirled in the moist, dank space, setting my skin tingling, they
toyed with each other, the giggles and gasps of Robin and Cailin, sweet
music to my ears.

Seconds later, with the slightest of nudges, my balls were pushed into two
waiting open mouths. I had to see this. I raised my head, my eyes met by
two hungry hamsters, their cheeks puffed out as my large balls filled their
mouths.

I dropped my hands to their heads again, "Gently you two, no biting." Two
sets of wide eyes glanced up at me, it was then I realised that both Robin
and Cailin were holding their own cocks, wanking them furiously while they
chewed on my balls.

It must be a lower brain function thing, that sort of subconsciously gets
you worried seeing your balls in someone else's mouth full of teeth.

I removed my hand from Robin's head and moved it to my impatient shaft. I
gripped it just at the base and waggled it towards them both, beads of
precum flicked through the air at them. "Come on, it's his turn now! He is
getting jealous of those balls, getting all the attention."

Robin and Cailin's eyes flashed a grin, and each pulled back, my heavy eggs
popping out of their mouths to flop back together in their sac.

"Tongues only," I added.

I propped myself up as I watched the two of them lick at the base of my
shaft. "It's so fucking huge!" Cailin smiled up at me, fearing he had said
too much, I gave him a wink, and to think, that last night I nearly punched
him.

"Robin, let Cailin lap up some of that tasty precum."

Robin moved a few inches, leaving my shaft to Cailin's tongue, he looked up
at me and pouted, then smiled and winked, before scooting his mouth in
alongside Cailin's, "Hey, leave some for me."

Like the fingers of a velvet glove, each tongue licked up and down my
shaft, pausing at my circumcision scar and then again just under my flared
glans ridge. "Like this. He loves it." Robin whispered as he began to
flutter his tongue on the edge of the ridge again. Cailin nodded, I
watched, almost in slow motion as his tongue left his mouth and he began to
copy Robin's tongue fluttering.

"Oh, God!" Shit, I was in heaven. Two gorgeous guys worshipping my
cockhead. Precum bubbled out of my cocklips, forming little rivulets which
slowly rolled to their waiting tongues, a quick sensual flick whisking them
away.

I moved my hands to my nipples, teasing them, pulling on the nubs, adding
to the overload of sensations engulfing me. My balls obviously began to
feel left out, they juggled and rolled over each other to get a better
view, each moving closer to the base of my shaft as my ball sac
tightened. Shit, they were going to have me cumming soon.

I moved my hands to their heads again, stroking my fingers through their
hair. "Chaps, please, I don't want to cum yet... Both of you get on all
fours... It's my turn."

What a sight, two pert, gorgeous sets of peaches, each with a delicate,
almost invisible fuzz coating them. "Legs apart a bit more."

Robin and Cailin both giggled, grinning at each other, as they moved their
knees wider, both smiling in anticipation of what was to come. I moved
behind them both, running my hands up over their arses on to their
backs. Both felt so smooth, so muscled, so sexy. I licked my lips, now who
to rim first? A little voice was telling me it should be Robin. So why did
my hands fall on Cailin's cheeks and spread them apart, revealing his
beautiful starfish?

I pushed my nose between his cheeks, sniffing deeply, inhaling his musk. My
tongue flicked over his hole. He let out a gasp and his body tensed. I
followed it with another broad slow lick, pushing my tongue to the back of
his balls and slowly dragging it over his taint and up over his hole, he
tasted so good. I was consumed with an animal lust, my tongue thrusting at
the centre of his hole as I slavered over his pucker. I reached for his
cock. Fuck, it was hard. I tried to grip it, fumbling with its diminutive
size. Frustrated, I gripped it between my thumb and forefinger, using his
hard nail to force his arse back on to my tongue. He let out a little cry,
"Ouch, watch my foreskin." Fuck, there was that lisp again.

"Careful Duke." Shit, that was Robin. I pulled my head back, my mouth and
chin wet with the saliva spilling from my mouth and Cailin's tasty arse
juice.

"Sorry", I grunted.

Robin was watching me, "My turn now."

I nodded, glancing back at Cailin's winking hole. "Where's the lube?"

Robin pointed at the bedside cabinet draw, smiling, "But I want rimmed too,
first."

I nodded, reaching over to the draw. I took out the tube of KY and smeared
some on to my finger. "Spread your cheeks then, Robin!"

He grinned and buried his face into the bedding, pulling his arse cheeks
apart. I hesitated, glanced over at Cailin's peachy bum and eased my lube
finger between his cheeks to his hole, pushing it steadily into the first
knuckle. Fuck, he was tight. Cailin groaned and looked round, a look of
confusion on his face, he quickly buried it into the sheets as Robin spoke.

"Hey what about me?"

I left my finger where it was; buried deep in Cailin's arse, and pushed my
face past Robin's fingers, which were holding open his arse cheeks. Shit,
Robin tasted great too. He ground his arse back onto my probing tongue,
little gasps and giggles escaping his lips. Cailin was now pushing himself
back on to my fat finger, riding it. I tried to slide a second in alongside
it; he let out a squeal, which caused Robin to look round. He glanced back
at me questioningly, our eyes meeting over the top of his arse cheeks.

I winked, "This is no good, I am going to have to do you both at the same
time."

Robin pouted as I removed my mouth from his arse, Cailin was now head down,
groaning as I worked his boynut with my finger.

I quickly lubed up the fingers of my other hand and eased a fat finger into
Robin, a second, quickly joining it, Robin was obviously getting used to my
thick cock up his arse. Cailin, on the other hand was practically writhing
on my finger, God, he was really tight. Did Stuart have a really small cock
too? I thought they were shagging all the time.

The thought of cock had me glancing down at my own. It was fat, swollen and
dripping precum, bobbing expectantly as I fucked Robin and Cailin's holes
with my fingers. If it could have talked, I am sure it would have been
screaming, 'I'm here... I'm ready... My turn... Me now!!!!!'.

I had three fingers in Robin now, Cailin was still struggling with one and
half. I leant forward and kissed his pert arse cheek and then leant over
his back to his ear, "Come on loosen up. Let me in... You want my cock,
don't you?"

I must have said it louder than I thought as Robin answered, "Yes, fuck
me."

Cailin's eyes caught mine again, he quickly turned away.

I had to think quick. I pulled my fingers out of both of them. "Chaps, I
will get on my back and then you can both ride me."

Robin glanced at me. I gave him a wink and nodded towards Cailin. Robin
smiled, understanding what I was getting at.

I lay back and gripped my throbbing chaft at the base again. It was slick
with precum, even my balls were coated in clear sticky goo. Robin moved
closer, "Wow, is it okay? You have never produced that much before."

I swallowed, "Of course it has." I could hardly agree with him. I felt
Cailin's eyes on me. I waggled my cock again and winked, smiling back. "Do
you want to go first?"

Cailin looked apprehensive, "I am never going to be able to take that... I
couldn't take Forts' and his is smaller than yours."

"I know it is!" Now that was something I hadn't heard about... Forts had
fucked Cailin, hmmmm.

I smiled, waggling my cock, "Well, you have to give it a go, come on,
straddle me, then you can go at your own pace."

Cailin glanced at Robin, who nodded enthusiastically back. Now, I know, you
are thinking it should be Robin who gets the first ride of the New
Year... Hey ho.

Cailin stood on the bed, facing me. He straddled my hips with his feet. I
looked up at him smiling, in lust. It was a shame about his tiny cock, but
now all I wanted was his arse.

"Do it reverse cowboy, you can really feel it then!"

I just prevented myself from glaring at Robin. I had been hoping to get to
snog Cailin while he took my cock, now that wouldn't be able to happen.

Cailin nodded to Robin and turned, slowly lowering himself down. "Duke, you
hold his arse cheeks open. I will grip your cock and guide it in."

With Cailin now on his knees, straddling me, but facing away, I eased open
his arse cheeks. It looked beautiful, his pucker twinkled with the lube I
had been using to finger him. Robin playfully slapped my wet cockhead
against Cailin's hole.

Cailin glanced back. "I am never going to take that."

"Robin, get him some poppers..." I hoped my lust/impatience/want was not
too obvious in my voice.

It must have been... "Hey ask nicely... Say please."

Cailin was already moving forward, away from me. "Don't worry, it doesn't
matter, I think it's too big, anyway."

"Robin, please, sorry, pass Cailin the poppers... quickly, please." Christ,
I sounded desperate even to myself.

I gripped hold of Cailin's hips holding him, "Try it with some poppers. You
have to try it."

"Got them!" Robin moved in front of Cailin, opening the little brown
bottle. He held it up to his nose, blocking one nostril, "Deep breath."

Cailin did as he said. Within a couple of seconds, I felt Cailin's hip
muscles relax. I eased him backwards, guiding my expectant cock on to his
hole. "Keep sniffing them..." I snapped at him as I pushed hard against his
pucker. Slowly, very slowly his arse lips began to part. I pushed forward,
pulling him back at the same time. Fuck, he was so tight. I waited until I
heard him take another sniff from the bottle, silently counting to three in
my head, then pulled him back harder, while thrusting my hips up. Cailin
let out a yelp as my cockhead pushed inside him... He began huffing from
the bottle like a madman. "You're too big, you're too big."

"Relax, relax." Christ, that was Robin. "It's amazing, take as much as you
can. Here, take another sniff."

Cailin managed about another three inches of my fat shaft before he pulled
off, his hole gaping widely. "I'm sorry you are too big."

Before I could answer, Robin did, "Don't be silly, you just need more
practice... Doesn't he, Duke?"

I nodded enthusiastically, he wouldn't get an argument from me, or my cock.

"Let me show you how it is done!" Robin leapt up and jumped across me,
facing me. He took a couple of big sniffs from the poppers bottle and,
reaching back, gripped my shaft, then lowered himself down onto it. There
was a momentary pause as he positioned himself and then a broad grin as I
popped inside and he began to slide down, inch by thick inch, to my pubes.

Cailin watched wide eyed, "Fucking hell."

Robin grinned at him, "It was hard the first time to take it all; it hurt a
lot, but now... Weeeee." Cailin grinned as Robin slid up and down my pole
again. "You wait, you will be able to do this soon."

I nodded, smiling, patting Robin on the side. Secretly, I hoped Cailin
would. Even the three inches he had taken had given me more pleasure than
this.

This was where my cock and balls took over from my brain again. My nuts
tightened, bunching up tight at the root of my cock as Robin rode me.

"Chaps, I am going to cum."

Cailin leant in closer. "I would love to have seen that!"

I tapped Robin's hips, "Off you get, let Cailin see this monster go off!"

"Argh, awe! I wanted it!"

I practically lifted Robin off of my pulsing cock. It bounced and throbbed
wildly, now free. I grunted, "SHIT!" As my cock bounced and launched a
large jet of cum skywards.

Cailin barely got the words "Fucking hell!" out of his mouth before it
splattered down on his face. I grabbed for my cock, pointing it straight at
him, pulse after pulse splattered across his face, into his eyes and open
mouth.

"Hey, I want some!" Robin forced his mouth over my exploding cock. His
cheeks rapidly bulging as I filled him with cum, his Adam's apple began
bobbing as he swallowed. I looked over at Cailin, just in time to see his
tongue scoop up a dollop of my man juice from his lips. I grinned, he
blushed and looked away.

Quickly he got off the bed and grabbed his shirt, he wiped his face clean
and then pulled on his underwear.

"I had better be going."

I nodded, my eyes not leaving his. Robin pulled off my cock, "I told you it
was fun! See you later."

Cailin nodded and dressed, then reached for the door handle. He stopped and
looked back, "I haven't cheated on Stuart, don't either of you worry, he
stamped my dance card before he left."

*

With that, he had left, leaving me and Robin on the bed. It sounded like
Cailin had walked straight into Jeremy in the corridor. I heard a muffled
exchange, Jeremy obviously guessing what had been going on. "Well, don't be
long."

There was a loud banging on Robin's door, "Robin, up you get or you will be
late." It was Jeremy.

Robin let out a sigh, "Oh well," then he smiled, and leant over and kissed
me on the lips, "I love you."

*

"Are you okay?" It was Edik, "You seem a bit distant."

I swallowed, "Sorry, no I am fine. I was just thinking about something,
something Cailin the groom said."


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