Date: Sun, 4 Feb 2024 21:01:40 +0000 (GMT)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 155c

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As soon as we were in the garden room, Forts put on his Shako once more and
Albert helped him with back on with his boots. I then posed him around the
room, in front of the towering French windows, then in front of the
fireplace. I then had him remove the boots and Shako and repeated them
all. Looking into the distance and then straight at the camera.

My favourite was when he was standing by the fireplace, minus the shako and
boots, he was looking down and glanced up at me under his fringe, the
fingers of his hand just touching the shaft of his cock, which appeared to
have grown. I got onto the floor and looking up I repeated the shot, you
can imagine the effect.

**

Operation Pied Piper – Part 155c

Part 155c minor characters making an appearance or receiving a mention:

Montague Glover – (Montague/Monty) Photographer 45yrs friend and teacher
of Robert Milner.

Marmaduke du Maurier – (Duke) Forts and Davy's security Team 6'04"

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

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

Cornelius Lillis – (Lillis/Con) Viscount Winterbourne – 17yrs pupil
at Castle Fraser. Head Boy. Rugby player.

**

Duke takes up the story

I could tell Darius wasn't all that comfortable standing here watching
Monty pose Forts. We could all see these were not your average family
snaps. Before we had all moved outside, Monty had Forts remove his tunic,
boots and his socks. He wanted him barefooted. He then had him unbutton the
first button of his breeches and undo his shirt to his waist, then pull it
open exposing his hairy chest. Albert glanced at me, his eyes saying he
wasn't sure about this either. But Forts seemed happy, laughing and joking
as he stripped down.

Monty turned to me, "Hmmm, maybe I can use you too."

I must have swallowed and shaken my head. Monty glanced at Forts, "Any
objections?"

"He is working!" Darius barked, "It's a no!"

Forts looked at Darius' unsmiling face. Forts' own smile vanished. What
would he do now? Forts nodded and turned back to Monty, "Maybe next time,
that is, if Duke agrees?"

I didn't answer. Monty glared over at Darius. I didn't like his look one
bit, and you could sense the tension rising between them.

"Are you finished with His Imperial Highness now?" Darius murmured,
stressing the words 'IMPERIAL HIGHNESS'. His voice was laden with a big
hint of attitude as he stared straight back at Monty.

Monty returned it in buckets, as he smirked, "Nowhere near. Now, how about
you do your job and let me worry about mine." He gave Darius a contemptuous
look and turned away, now smiling at Forts, "Let's head outside."

Forts' face showed he wasn't oblivious to the rising tension between the
two; but for some reason he chose to ignore it.

Darius, Albert and I stood in silence as Monty photographed Forts while he
wandered around the lawns, posing against fences. Seated, most of the
pictures were taken from below looking up, all of them showing off Forts'
considerable bulge.

I could sense Darius' temper rising, "Where the bloody hell are Prince Dima
and Count Samara when you need them? A fucking royal prince shouldn't be
doing this!"

I kept my own council. Albert quietly added, "Forts and Davy both knew what
sort of pictures Monty is known for, and both agreed. But I am not sure if
Davy..." His voice trailed off as Monty slipped Forts' shirt off his
shoulders.

Monty took a few more pictures. Then smiling put his arm round Forts and
pushed his fingers through Forts hairy chest. "Those nipples are nice and
hard, too, they obviously didn't want to be left out." He chuckled as he
glanced down at the front of Forts' breeches, things had definitely grown
there as well. It was impossible to miss, Forts' cock looked thicker and
his bellend even more obvious. Forts chuckled and flinched as Monty tweaked
his nipple, "Right, up to the stables next, Your Imperial Highness."

"Okay, but I will need to put my boots back on." Forts turned to us, and
called over, "Albert, can you bring my socks and boots over please? Darius,
did you hear? We are heading over to the stables now."

Darius gave a grunt and nodded. He looked really pissed off, something not
lost on any of us, including Forts.

Albert jumped to it and took Forts' his socks and boots, helping him to get
back into them. He stepped back, "Will you be needing me, Forts?"

Forts didn't manage to reply before Monty held up his hand, "One minute."
Albert stopped. Monty made eye contact with Darius and smirked, or was it a
sickly smile, his eyes moved to Albert. "Albert, bring the rest of the
uniform too, I would like to get a picture of His Majesty on that horse of
his, before we get him undressed again."

Albert nodded, then came over to us, he mumbled to Darius and me, "Forts
was so bored this morning I think he will agree to anything."

Once again, with Forts decent and shod, although walking bizarrely slowly
puppet like in his cavalry boots. Monty hurried on ahead, up along the
forest path leading to the stables, occasionally stopping to look back and
take photographs. Forts was walking along with Albert, the two of them
seemingly have quite a pointed discussion, judging by the tones of their
voices. Albert was in front of Forts, carefully walking backwards, while he
busied himself doing up Forts shirt buttons and tunic laces, and
fastenings. With that task seemingly completed, Forts came to a halt. I saw
him nod at Albert and heard him sigh. He glanced back at Darius and me,
"Come on, smile, it's just a bit of fun. I won't let him use any of the
riskier ones." He didn't wait for a response, but turned away and began
striding purposefully towards the waiting Monty.

Darius grunted, and mumbling, shook his head. "Can't he see? They are all
indecent." I gently touched his arm, he sighed, and we both followed on. He
wasn't wrong.

I am not sure if Forts heard him, but he glanced back over his shoulder
once more and winked, flashing us one of his famous smiles. I felt myself
smile back. Maybe Forts was right and Darius was wrong and it was all just
a bit of fun to relieve the boredom. Why did I find it so hard to criticise
Forts? I could forgive him for anything.

I glanced at him again, to me, it was amazing how, what was really just
some fancy material and gold braid, had transformed Forts once more in to
'His Imperial Highness, The Sovereign Heir and Grand Duke, Drageon
Drageonivanov Romanov, Prince of the Blood Imperial, currently in the
uniform of the Colonel-in-Chief of the Imperial Russian Army's Life Guards
Hussar Regiment. Only minutes before he could have been mistaken for some
half naked, horny, fit looking farm boy with a huge cock. Was that Forts'
secret that he could play both roles seamlessly switching from one to the
other, everything to all men and loved equally by them all?

*

Jeremys', Robins', Cailins' and George's faces were all something to be
seen as they spotted Forts in his uniform entering the stable yard. Pitch
forks and steel buckets clattered to the cobbles as they all ran over and
lined up. So, I thought to myself, this is what a uniform can do, I smiled
to myself. Each of the grooms snatched their flat caps from their heads and
held them to their chests and bowed their heads. Forts chuckled at their
reaction. Jeremy stepped forward, "Your Imperial Highness."

Forts took his hand, "It's still Forts, remember." Forts laughed and lifted
his plumed Shako, "See?" He plonked it back on his head. "Jeremy, I am just
having some photographs taken. Can you get Pegasus ready? Monty wants him
in them too. Oh, and don't forget to put on that fancy blanket thingy."

Jeremy's wide eyes dropped to the bulge in front of Forts' breeches. He
swallowed, "Certainly Forts. Cailin, get Pegasus, George, grab his saddle
and bridle, Robin, go to the office and get the embroidered Hussars
shabrack, please."

Cailin and George ran off to their tasks. Not moving, Robin swayed and
swallowed, "Sorry Jeremy, I don't know what that is."

Jeremy smiled and crossed to him, "It's okay, nor did I until Niki told
me. It's the embroidered fancy saddle blanket, the one I have been using as
a head rest on the back of my chair." He smiled over his shoulder at Forts,
then turned back to Robin, adding, "It is hanging up nicely now, in my
office," as much for Forts' as Robin's benefit.

Jeremy glanced at Forts again, Forts burst out laughing, "Don't worry
Robin, I had no idea it was called a Shabrack either... I didn't even know
we had one until the other day."

A silent, though obviously thoughtful, Monty watched the three grooms head
off to their tasks. His eyes seemed to follow Robin's bouncing arse
cheeks. He turned to Forts, "I like the groom's dungarees and Jeremy's
jodhpurs. Would we be able to get them all in some pictures with you?"

Forts nodded, "I don't see why not, but I don't think any of them will be
happy about getting stripped down."

I felt myself tense; he bloody well wasn't getting Robin and Cailin
stripped off for his camera. Luckily, with a little shake of his head,
Monty chortled, "Only you will be getting stripped down, Your Imperial
Highness." He delivered the line as if it was the most natural thing in the
world to say.

Once again, Forts roared with laughter as I sensed Darius' body tense once
more alongside mine. He took a tiny step forward. "This Glover is taking
the piss." He hissed. I had to agree, and yet Forts was going along with it
all.

*

I stood looking at the two of them. With Forts now in the saddle, both
Pegasus and he seemed to take on a haughty aristocratic mien. Monty moved
quietly around the two of them, his camera clicking away. A couple of times
he paused and viewed the two of them closely. Pegasus' black eyes twitching
as followed him, all the while holding his great head high and nobly, his
ears erect and poised facing forward. Forts sat astride him, his black
cavalry boots glistening, his embroidered velvet breeches and tunic
shimmering, the only movement was from the breeze stirring the plume of his
fur Shako. They looked not of this world; more like a majestic bronze
statue.

Possibly noticing that Monty seemed to want more, Forts leant forward and
whispered something in to Pegasus' ear. The horse gave a belly rumble and
bloody nodded. Forts turned and smiled at us and shifted his weight back in
the saddle. Pegasus gave a loud whinny. Forts raised one of his arms,
pointing it skywards as Pegasus rose up on his powerful rear legs, pawing
at the sky in front of them. Now the rest of us, especially Jeremy, had
started to move forward, to grab hold of Pegasus, thinking something had
set him off again, but Forts with a beaming grin had shouted, "It's okay,
we are putting on a show for Monty! Guess who I am?"

Monty enthusiastically leapt forward, arms raised, shouting emotionally,
"You are the Emperor Napoleon! Vive le Emperor!"

God, he was right, I couldn't quite believe it. The scene before me
reminded me of the famous painting, 'Napoleon Crossing the Alps' by
Jacques-Louis David. The only difference was Pegasus was a great black
beast whereas Napoleon's famous horse, 'Marengo', was an Arab grey.

Monty moved closer, camera poised. "YES, YES, that's the picture! That's
the picture I want! Long live Tsar Nicholas III. Long live the Emperor of
all the Russias." This became a mantra, he repeated it over and over. While
his fingers were a blur on the camera, with his eye on the viewfinder, he
rapidly wound on the film, framed his shot, and took the picture. All the
while, Forts beamed imperiously down at us; we were his subjects. I heard
myself mumbling, "Long live the Tsar!" God, what was I saying? But I wasn't
the only one.

"Duke!" Darius angrily snapped at me. His voice snapping my mind out of
wherever it was.

Moments later, Pegasus' stood, his hooves now firmly back on the ground,
both he and Forts panting, but at the same time, looking really pleased
with themselves. We all clapped, well, nearly all of us. The grooms, who
had been being especially enthusiastic, joining in with Monty's cries of,
"Long live Tsar Nicholas III," now all stood smiling broadly. I glanced at
a stony-faced Darius. What had just happened? What was happening? Darius
was shaking his head, muttering. "What is this madness." His eyes glaringly
focused on Monty, the photographer.

Forts jumped down, still beaming and enthusiastically clapping Pegasus on
the flanks. "Great, well-done boy, well done." Had he even heard what was
being shouted in that moment of madness?

Monty's eye turned to Darius, he sneered at him, a look of triumph on his
face. What was it between these two? Monty smiled and then walked over and
gave a quick glance under Pegasus. He smiled, and looked up at Forts,
"Let's get you two stallions together in one of the boxes. I have an idea
for some more pictures."

Darius grunted, "Let me guess." I tapped his arm and shushed him.

He glared at me, "This is getting bloody ridiculous!"  Robin and Cailin
moved in to remove the saddle and shabrack, they led Pegasus into his box
and removed his bridle, they then came back out and joined us. Monty turned
to Albert, "We need to get the boots and uniform off of Forts again, come
here and help, will you?"

Another grunt from Darius and a surprised look from Jeremy, which passed
between all the grooms. Jeremy stammered. "Err, Forts, do you want us to
leave?"

Monty answered for him, "No, I need you all in the picture, stay where you
are."

I felt my hackles rising; I was about to say something now myself. Forts
beat me to it, "Don't worry guys, it seems it is only me who is going to be
bollock naked," he laughed again. "Monty, what are you like? You frightened
the life out of them."

Forts was soon down to just his breeches, the obscene bulge clear once
again. I glanced at Cailin, he surreptitiously licked his lips. I think I
did too. Forts grinned and winked at us all, "What's up, you guys never
seen a hairy chest before?"

Surely he didn't believe for a minute that's what everyone's eyes were
on. Forts chuckled again, "Well, I am not taking these off out here, let's
get into the stable."

Forts turned and entered the stall with Monty. Now I would like you to
think there wasn't an indecent rush to the half tall door by Robin, George
and Cailin, but I would be lying. Even I moved closer, peering in with
everyone else, well, apart from a stony-faced Darius, that is.

I sensed both Robin and Cailin take a breath in; they seemed to hold it as
Forts worked his breeches off. Forts' thick cock rose slightly, it was
definitely getting hard and now free from the tight confines of the
breeches; it was free to do so. Robin glanced round at me, mouthing, "Can
you see?" I nodded.

Forts took a few moments to let his dick soften once more, then with us all
watching, Monty had him stand beside Pegasus' head, holding on to his
mane. Monty took many pictures, from all angles, all of them revealing the
majestic Pegasus and Forts in all of his masculine naked beauty.

"Stop where you are!" I spun round as Darius barked at someone, my hand
reaching for my concealed pistol.

It was young Lillis, his legs astride a bicycle, his feet planted firmly on
the ground. He looked at Darius in amazement, "Err, I am here to speak to
Forts. Marcus told me everyone was up here at the stables."

"You can speak from there!" Darius snapped. I headed over to where Darius
was blocking Lillis' path. Darius had seemingly taken on the role of
'Guardian of Forts' Morals'.

"Darius, let him pass." I mumbled.

Darius glared at me, "He doesn't need to see this!"

Now Lillis was looking really confused. He nervously looked at me, "Duke, I
have a message for Forts from Davy. I have just come over from Castle
Fraser, hence the cycle."

Before I could answer, Lillis' gaze drifted over my shoulder. He broke into
a grin. I turned, Forts was standing bollock naked in the doorway to the
stall with Pegasus' great head peering over his shoulder.

"What is it Lillis? Darius, get out of his way." The smile Forts had
addressed Lillis with vanished as he addressed Darius.

Lillis dropped the bike as he stepped away from it. He went over to Forts
grinning. Forts smiled as he approached, although he still seemed to have
one eye on Darius. "What can I do for you Lillis?"

Lillis glanced back at Darius and then turned back to Forts. "Davy sends
his apologies, but he won't be back tonight. He didn't realise that he was
night duty dorm manager tonight. He said he will see you tomorrow morning
and try to ring you later."

Two things happened, Forts nodded and Monty, who had moved alongside the
two of them, smiled. Forts spoke first, "Alright, thank you for cycling
over to tell me. Lillis, now don't rush straight back, make sure you get
something to eat at the kitchens first."

Lillis nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Forts."

Monty thrust out his hand, "Ah, so you are Lillis, the head boy. Robert
told me all about you." Monty had a sly smile on his face.

Forts interrupted, "Sorry, I thought you two had met. Monty, please allow
me to introduce the Viscount Winterbourne, Cornelius Lillis, Lillis or Con,
as we call him."

"Viscount." Monty gave an almost imperceptible head bow as he shook Lillis'
hand.

That was it! His behaviour with Forts, everything, Monty, liked being
around the aristocracy.

The two shook hands, Lillis grinned, "Please, call me Con."

Monty turned to Forts, "Robert thought that young Lillis would be a good
model for me too."

Forts smiled, "Well, Monty, if we are all finished here, why don't we all
head back to the house and you can discuss it with him? Give me a minute to
get my trousers back on and I will be with you."


**

Forts takes up the story

I hated doing it, but I had taken Darius aside when we got back to the main
house and gave him a bit of a talking to. As far as I was concerned, he had
behaved terribly to Monty all day, and after all, Monty was a guest of Davy
and myself.

We parted friends still, but I told him to take the rest of the evening off
as I wouldn't be going out again. Later, Duke had sought me out and tried
to explain the reason for Darius' attitude. Nevertheless, ultimately what I
did in my own house was my business and not the business of an employee. I
didn't say it quite like that, but Duke was left in no doubt how I felt
about the whole thing.

I spoke to Davy after school had finished for the day and we had laughed
about how bored I had been. Yes, I told him about all the pictures Monty
had taken. He had just laughed, adding. "Oh Forts! Look, why not make it up
to them all, invite them all for dinner... so you're not lonely, have a
drink and have some fun."

I had put the phone down and was now beginning to feel bad about the whole
thing. I was worried I had upset Duke too, so I invited Darius, Duke, Robin
and Cailin to have dinner with Lillis, Monty and me. When told Monty would
be there, Darius had declined, but Duke said he would come and was sure
Robin and Cailin would too.

During the rest of the afternoon, Monty and Lillis seemed to be getting on
great, we were all having a good laugh together. Monty had fetched an album
of photographs he had taken, all in a similar vein to the ones he had taken
of me. Lillis had looked at them, grinning. Monty had shuffled closer to
him on the couch and put his arm round him, "So do you fancy having your
picture taken too, Con?"

Lillis had grinned at me and nodded. With that, Duke, Robin and Cailin
arrived and Marcus informed us that 'dinner was served.'

*

Dinner was an absolute hoot. That was probably something to do with the
free-flowing champagne, relaxing everyone, even Robin and Cailin were
becoming more and more relaxed and entering in to the spirt of fun, both
initially having been pretty reserved.

How did we all end up naked? I am not really sure, but we did. We were
lounging about in the Garden Room, all of us naked as the day we were
born. Monty had grabbed his camera and Lillis, he wanted to show him how to
take some pictures of me and the guys. It must have been the champagne,
they all agreed, even Duke, who I knew had been a little reluctant earlier,
especially at the idea of Robin getting stripped off and photographed. Now
Duke was sat, his hard cock swaying up between his thighs, Robin on one
side and Cailin on the other on one of the couches, his arms round each of
them.

Me? I was almost oblivious to the five naked chaps before me. Monty had
posed me once more. I was stretched back in one of the upholstered gilt
carver armchairs, which he had dragged into the Garden Room from the dining
room. He had mumbled something about it 'looking like a throne', much to
everyone's amusement. I was naked, my hairy legs stretched out in front of
me, my hand tightly gripping the base of my rock-hard cock, as
instructed. Fighting with my shaft as it desperately struggled to press
against my stomach, it strained against my fist as I forced it upright and
away from my body, straight towards a grinning Monty, Lillis, and the
waiting camera. My tight grip, making my flared cockhead strain against the
taut skin of my dick and frenulum, my glans glistening with the precum, my
cock was now expelling. I groaned, thrusting my hips upwards as I fucked my
fist.

'Click' whirr, 'Click' whirr, 'Click.'

Duke roared, "Looks like it's putting up a bit of a fight there Forts." He
strained his dick, forcing it away from his body, grinning, "He wants you
like this!" Duke spread his legs wider, causing Robin and Cailin to giggle
and caress the inside of his thighs, helping them spread wider. Duke closed
his eyes and wanked his own shaft. Monty grinned as he spun round and
snapped another picture, this time of Duke's throbbing nine inches of
glistening man meat.

Monty took several more pictures and then turned to Lillis, "Con, go and
give Forts a hand. Kneel down by his feet and grab that beast... Worship
it!" Monty winked, and chuckled encouragingly, nodding towards my cock.

Lillis nodded, giggled, and then crawled towards me, his movements almost
catlike, he licked his lips and sat back on his calves as his hands reached
forward towards my straining cock.

"Forts, let go of your cock!" Monty snapped.

I let go of it and it smacked back against my stomach, my cockhead
splattering precum against my treasure trail. I was sure Monty and Lillis
both licked their lips.

"Forts, hands behind your head! Let me see your hairy armpits," Monty
barked at me. I did as he commanded, spreading my legs a little wider at
the same time. Monty seemed to be studying my naked body closely, "No wait,
Lillis hand me that," he pointed to a napkin, "Give it to me, I am going to
blindfold him."

I shuffled and looked down at him, "Err, I am not sure about that."

Monty smiled and winked, "You have no choice, Your Imperial Highness."

I chuckled and sat back, oh well, in for a penny in for a pound.

Lillis handed Monty the napkin, and he secured it around my eyes, "Can you
see anything?"

My cock gave a final excited lurch as the blindfold covered my eyes. The
last thing I saw was Lillis grinning at me, and his hand stretching out as
he took hold of my shaft. He gripped it very tightly. I felt it throb to
his touch. God, his hand felt hot. He pulled my iron hard straining shaft
back away from my body, towards himself.

With my sense of sight gone, my hearing heightened. I heard movement; I
chuckled to myself. It sounded like knees creaking. Monty had obviously
shuffled down alongside Lillis. When he spoke, his voice was now much
closer. He whispered to him, "Worship that dick, worship the Tsar of all
the Russias' cock!"

"You, all of you, come over here, kneel before him." From the other couch I
heard Duke, Robin, and Cailin, mumbling, and obviously getting up, none of
them seemed to be hesitating. There was more movement in front of me. I
gasped as warm hands ran up my hairy legs from my feet. Massaging and
stroking until they were fondling my balls and wanking my shaft. So many
hands, with the pleasure flooding through my body, I was done caring what
Monty was up to with all the Tsar stuff.

As hands slowly and deliberately wanked my leaking cock, and fondled my
balls, I was sure I could hear Monty, his camera obviously facing towards
me, clicked incessantly, the noise mingling with the wet click coming from
my cockhead as, my skin was forced up and down.

This went on for several minutes, God knows how many pictures he
took. "Lillis, now lick it, kiss the tip."

I guessed it was Lillis' warm tongue that licked across my cockhead, its
tip pushing deep between them. I gasped. I wanted to remove the
blindfold. I moved my hands up to it. Monty's voice spoke as hands gripped
mine, "Oh no, you don't. You two hold his hands to the armrests."

I could have struggled against them, but deep down had no desire to. Two
pairs of smallish hands gripped my wrists, they must belong to Robin and
Cailin. One of the boys, I am sure it was Robin, gave a little giggle.

"You two join Lillis, I will hold him." That was Duke. "There is plenty for
all three of you there!" He gave a little chuckle. I went to turn my head
to look behind me, why I have no idea, I couldn't see anything. Two much
larger and stronger hands came over my shoulders and practically flattened
my wrists to the chair's armrests. Fuck, what was that, a large solid meaty
feeling tube collided with the back of my head, its head leaving a snail
trail up my neck: That was definitely Duke.

"Shit Duke, you're leaking all over me!" I tried to lean forward as the
room erupted with laughter and Duke's fat cock sat on my shoulder.

"Robin, you and Cailin, get in beside Lillis, Duke is right, there is
plenty for you all. Don't forget his balls, too."

I gasped as more mouths joined Lillis' on my dick and balls.

"You really are a lucky fucker!" Duke's dulcet tones whispered in my ear. I
had to giggle, it quickly changed to a moan as two tongues descended on and
proceeded to probe around my flared ridge. Click, Click, Click. Was that my
cock skin, their tongues, or Monty's camera? I was getting past caring.

"You should see what they are going to do next." It was Duke again.

"I wish I could, Arrrghh." I felt my hips rising, my groan loud and
echoing.

Duke's arms tensed, "Oh God, Da..."

"What?" I moaned, turning my head blindly again.

"Nothing, sorry..." Duke sounded different.

The hands and mouths had all left my cock. "What is it? Don't stop now!"


**

Davy takes up the story


I had sneaked into the Garden Room through the slightly open door from the
dining room. Monty's eye widened as he saw me. I put my finger to my lips
and shook my head, mouthing, "Don't say a word!"

Duke's naked back and behind were right ahead of me, leaning over the chair
in front of him. He must have seen Monty's face, he glanced round, his big
smile vanishing as he saw me. "Oh God, Da..."

Maybe he mistook the look on my face for anger. I shook my head and again
putting my finger to my mouth, silently enunciated, "Don't say a word!"

He swallowed and nodded. He looked really concerned. His look of concern
joined by the three boys in front of Forts; Lillis, Robin and Cailin. I
smiled, trying to let him and them know it was all okay.

Forts was blindly looking around, "What?"

Luckily Duke recovered, "Nothing, sorry..."

With his cock now waving, bobbing free, Forts sounded disappointed, "What
is it? Don't stop now!"

I grinned at Monty, silently miming my intention to get into Forts' lap.  I
quickly stripped off and then moved in front of the still blindfolded
Forts. The three boys, removing their hands as a grinning Monty, said, "One
of you get in his lap."

Forts groaned, "Oh yes," and pulled his legs slightly closer together. I
slowly ran the palms of my hands up his thighs, feeling the firm muscle and
coarse hair beneath them. Carefully, I manoeuvred myself across his legs
and into his lap, facing him, my hand reaching for and adjusting his
dripping cock so that it lay up between my arse cheeks. I kissed him
fleetingly on the lips.

"Oh, that feels so good... ... Davy." His head tilted and paused. "I would
recognise that body and your kiss anywhere."

Duke let go of Forts' arms, and he raised them and pulled off his
blindfold. He beamed at me, "Hi sexy." He chuckled, smiling, "Are you
checking up on me? I thought you were working until tomorrow."

I grinned and turned to Lillis, "So he fell for it?"

Lillis nodded, "He did."

Click, click, click.

"We had better be going." It was Duke. He gestured to Lillis, Cailin, and
Robin to get up.

I kissed Forts again, our eyes fixed on each other's, "You don't want
everyone to leave do you?"

"It's up to you, sexy."

I winked at him, "Well, in that case, maybe we should all head up to the
bedroom."

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