Date: Sat, 30 Mar 2024 08:37:51 +0000 (GMT) From: blackscar01 Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 158a 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. ******* Later I read Lillis the riot warning. "Lillis, there is to be no fucking Freddy... Not under any circumstances. Just look after him and make sure he is not bullied and No telling anyone who he really is." Lillis gave me a wry smile. "Yes, certainly, Mr Thomas." When it came for us to leave and head back to Pittodrie, minus Freddy, I think Forts was a little perturbed that Freddy now seemed more interested in Lillis than him. He didn't say anything until we got back into the car, he stared out of the window, his voice distant. "I thought Freddy would have been sorrier to see us leave." ** Operation Pied Piper – Part 158a Part 158a minor characters making an appearance or receiving a mention: Cornelius Lillis – (Lillis/Con/Viscount Winterbourne) – 17yrs pupil at Castle Fraser. Head Boy. Rugby player. Prince Frederick, Nikolai – (Freddy/His Highness Prince Frederick, Schleswig-Holstein-Sonderburg-Glucksburg/the Count of Monpezat) 15yrs old. Grandson of the King of Denmark. William Thomas – (Mr Thomas, William) Davy's Dad – Forty years old, civil servant. Martin Mantby – (Mantby/Martin) 29yrs old. 2nd officer on board the RMS Queen Elizabeth. Guthrie Dalrymple – (Mr Dalrymple/Guthrie) Factor and land agent for owner of Dunecht House. Responsible for sale. ** Lillis takes up the story Athol's eyes burned into me as I left with Freddy after the meal. I couldn't fuck this up... Not after Athol's eyes and Davy's words of warning... Little Freddy was gorgeous though, his eyes bright and his hair a beautiful Nordic blond. I picked up his small suitcase and we left. As the door closed Freddy pulled on my sleeve, "Lillis, I don't really have to sleep in the dormitory do I? ... Can't I sleep in your room? ... Davy showed me it earlier, he said that the head boy is allowed to have a room to himself." I chuckled, "No, you have to sleep in the dormitory, sorry." Freddy pouted, "That's not fair, Forts let me sleep with him." Now that surprised me, "You slept with His Imperial Highness? Forts?" Freddy nodded, "Yes, two nights in London." He giggled, "He let me see his willy as well. It is huge. Have you seen it?" I didn't answer. "Well, have you? I bet yours is as big as his." Freddy looked up at me expectantly. I chuckled, "No, it's not and you shouldn't be asking me things like that." Freddy sighed, "So you have seen his too. Can I see yours, anyway?" I shook my head, trying not to laugh, "No, now come on, let's see who is in your dorm." "Lillis, do you know why I have been held back a year? Shouldn't I be in the 3rd year?" I shook my head. I did know; it was all part of making sure that Freddy would still be in school when other boys his age were subject to the draft. Davy had explained it all to me and sworn me to secrecy. It felt good to be trusted by him, well, nearly. I smiled down at Freddy, "I think it is because your old tutors didn't have you following our syllabus, so you are a bit behind where the year threes are here." Phew, I had managed to get out the cover story correctly. Thankfully, Freddy didn't question me further about it. We were nearly at the Second-year dormitory when he stopped, "Lillis, Davy said that you are a Viscount... Don't you mind people not treating you in accordance with your rank?" "Actually, I prefer it. I hate all that rank nonsense... Well, I do now, Davy and Forts taught me that being a nice person is so much more important... Most of the boys and a lot of the masters here have hereditary titles... It's so much easier to call them by their names... Look at Forts and Davy or would you rather call them, His Grace, The Duke of Pittodrie and His Imperial Highness, The Sovereign Heir, Grand Duke, Drageon Drageonivanov Romanov. Prince of the Blood Imperial... Now, would you rather call them that or Forts and Davy?" Freddy smiled. "Forts and Davy." I chuckled, "Me too. Here we are, your new home, the second-year dormitory." * We entered the dormitory. The main lights were still on, the boys who had all been chatting excitedly as we entered fell silent and a dozen pairs of eyes viewed us from the rows of double bunk beds. One of the boys jumped off his bed. "Head boy in the Dorm!" He barked. It was Quicksand; the room senior. He was quickly joined by all the others, all stood in their nightshirts, "Good evening, Mr Lillis, sir." I nodded and smiled. "Good evening, Quicksand, chaps. I would like to introduce you to Freddy Dagmar, your new dorm mate. He is coming to finish his schooling with us here at Castle Fraser." The boy's eyes moved from me to Freddy. "Now, which bunk is free?" "This one, Mr Lillis." Quicksand pointed to an empty bunk. I crossed to it and placed Freddy's case on the grey blanket. I smiled down at Freddy. "Here is your new home." Freddy didn't look very impressed. I turned to Quicksand, "I want you to help him make up his bed and look after him." There was a giggle from one of the other boys, I rounded on him. "Enough! ... You, you are Topknot, aren't you?" The wide-eyed boy nodded, obviously surprised I knew his name. "You have obviously forgotten how upset you were on your first night here alone, without your family. Topknot, would you like me to tell the rest of your dorm mates in case they have forgotten?" Topknot shook his head and blushed in the yellow light, he glanced downwards, "Sorry, Mr Lillis, sir... I will help Freddy if you like?" He took a step towards us and shook Freddy's hand. "Hello, Dagmar." Freddy swallowed and nodded, returning the offered handshake. "That's better." I turned back to Quicksand, who was now glaring at the Topknot. "Quicksand, I expect you to stamp down on any bullying immediately, or you will find out from me just what it is like to be bullied. Do you understand?" With a panic-stricken look, Quicksand nodded, "Sorry Mr Lillis, sir." He glared at Topknot again. Freddy tugged on my sleeve. I leant down as Freddy whispered, stammering as he did, "I don't like it here. They don't like me." I smiled, whispering, "Don't be silly, of course they do. Now come on, get your clothes off and put on your nightshirt." Freddy looked horrified, "What, in front of everyone?" "Of course, we are all boys together. You haven't got anything the others haven't." I ruffled his hair. Freddy paled and staggered, "Lillis, I am not feeling well, I think I am going to be sick. It smells in here and they all hate me." He began to retch. The boys round us scattered. Shit, "Come on, let me get you out of here so you can get some fresh air." The other boys watched on wide eyed, pulling all sorts of faces. "Quicksand, make sure Dagmar's bed is made up for when we get back." Quicksand leapt forward, "Yes, Mr Lillis, sir." I sniffed the air as I took Freddy's arm and led him out the door; it didn't smell that bad to me. Maybe a slight fug, but I think my room smelt the same. I led Freddy over to a window and opened it, "Take some big breaths." Freddy gave me puppy eyes, "I don't feel well, Lillis... Please, can I just stay with you for a little while... Until I am feeling better?" "Freddy!" "Please Lillis. Please." Freddy started dry retching again... That should have been my clue. "Please, I won't tell anyone... Please." "Alright, alright, but not for long... Just until you are feeling better. Come on." * I led Freddy up the stairs to my room. He seemed to have recovered. "Wow, great room Lillis." I smiled, "Yeah, it's okay... Look, call me Con when we are alone, alright?" "Sure, Con." Freddy made a dash for the bed and jumped on it. I was beginning to think I was being had over. "Hey, you said you weren't feeling well!" He put on another poorly face, "I'm not," then dry retched again for good measure. "Hang on, I will get you a glass of water." I headed into the ensuite. I had to clean the toothpaste residue out of my glass and then fill it. I returned to the room to find Freddy sitting up bare chested in the bed, his torso under the covers. His clothes in a neat pile on the nearby chair. "Freddy! What are you up to?" "I told you... I don't feel well... And as my mum always says to me, in that case, the best place for me is in bed." "Freddy! I am sure she didn't mean in my bed. Look, you will get me in to trouble... Come on, up you get, I had better get you back to your dormitory." "Oh Con, please..." Freddy's perfect blue eyes gave me a sad puppy look, under his blond fringe. "No, up you get!" I tried to sound all firm. He grabbed his mouth, "I'm going to be sick... Barrup, baurrp... bauurrp." "Hang on, not on the bed! Wait, hold it, I will grab the waste bin." Ditching the glass of water, and with Freddy dry retching, I scurried round for the waste bin. I dumped its contents onto the floor, and hurried to the side of the bed. "Here," I said, thrusting the bin at him. Freddy leant dramatically over the bin. "I think I am alright now." He looked up at me. Those big oval, perfectly blue eyes, framed by his Nordic blond fringe, looked up at me, his lips... his perfect cupid lips, sat temptingly beneath that perfect button nose... My cock gave a twitch under my kilt. LILLIS GET A GRIP. "Freddy, please up you get! You have to go to your own bed." A single tear rolled down his cheek as he began making a real meal of getting out of the bed. His voice was full of emotion, "See, I told you no one likes me... I hate it here... Even Forts and Davy hate me!" "No, they don't, no one hates you." "Why is everyone so mean to me, then?" I sat down on the side of the bed. "Freddy... Please." Freddy wrapped his arms round me, "Please, can I stay? Just tonight. Please, Con." "Alright, alright! But I will sleep here on the chair." Freddy was now beaming back at me. He shuffled over to the other side of the bed, "You don't need to ... You can sleep here, there is plenty of room for us both... Just like when I slept with Forts." Freddy patted the space next to him, expectantly. "Freddy, you are going to get me shot." "I won't tell anyone. ... Come on, get undressed and into bed," Freddy enthused. I shook my head in defeat. The kid had worn me down. Davy hadn't warned me about this. Little innocent looking Freddy was a maneater. Resigned to my fate, I took off my brogues and slipped off my oatmeal boot socks. A little voice pointing out, "Your feet are not as hairy as Forts are." "Freddy, that's not appropriate. Now, if you are feeling unwell, shouldn't you be trying to get to sleep and not watching me like a lion with its prey?" Freddy giggled. "Forts let me see him." Shaking my head, I undid my plaid broach and placed it on the bedside cabinet. I unbuckled my sporran and then my kilt belt. My kilt was now just resting on my body; as were Freddy's eager eyes. "I will turn off the lights." "Not yet.. not yet!" "Freddy!" "Please Lillis, Forts, let me see and touch him. Please..." "Touch him? Really?" Now I was totally confused. Both Davy and Athol had given me the gypsy's warning and yet, here was Freddy saying Forts and him had... done stuff. I pulled off my long kilt. Freddy gasped, holding his breath. He moved forward on the bed. "You're not as hairy as Forts and your cock is not as big," he sat back. "Well, I am sorry about that." Cheeky fucker. My cock still had a semi lob on. I picked up my nightshirt. "No, don't put that on!" Freddy said excitedly. "Freddy!" "Forts didn't wear anything." Freddy looked at me hopefully. Defeated, I walked to turn off the main bedroom ceiling lights. As I did, the little bedside light illuminated. Freddy smiled, his eyes watching me closely again. He grinned as I reached the bed and pulled back the covers for me. Freddy turned on his side to face me. "Forts let me look at his naked body and touch it." "Yes, you said." "Can I do the same with you?" "I thought you said you didn't feel well?" "Oh, I am fine now." Freddy gave me a cheeky, cherubic look. "I wasn't well earlier." I mumbled sarcastically, "No, not until I got my clothes off." He grinned, "Lie on your back. That's what Forts did." It didn't sound like a request, more of an order. I sighed and laid back, closing my eyes. Davy was going to kill me and Athol probably throw to the dogs what was left. "It's still a nice cock." He mumbled as his fingers gripped my shaft delicately and lifted it from my stomach. "Wow, it's heavy, and it's growing. Hey, you're not cut. Why's that?" He gave an excited giggle as he slid back my remaining foreskin fully exposing my cockhead. I gritted my eyes closed. Freddy's fingers slowly wanked my now fully hard and throbbing cock, all six thick inches of it. "You have nice balls too." I felt lips on my balls. My eyes shot open. "Freddy! What are you doing?" He looked at me and grinned, "Forts..." I interrupted him, "Don't tell me Forts let you?" Freddy's tongue dragged over my balls and up my cock shaft. He paused, flickering on my banjo string with the tip of his tongue, my cock pulsed as my balls rolled in response. A little spurt of precum landed on my stomach. "No Forts, wouldn't let me do this... He wanted to ask Davy first, he said." My heart sank, the little bastard had tricked me... I was going to die. Another flicker of his tongue, more precum. "Freddy, you can't tell anyone you did this, alright? You will get me into serious trouble." He ignored me, instead asking, "Can I suck it?" I turned towards him. "Freddy, I am being serious, I will get into serious trouble if Davy or Athol find out... Please, you mustn't tell them." Freddy ran his fingers into the puddle of precum and toyed with its stickiness, stretching his fingers, causing the gooey strands to snap and reconnect. "Freddy, listen, you have to promise me... I don't want to be expelled." His eyes looked straight into mine. Suddenly calculating, "You would be expelled, if I tell anyone you asked me to play with your naked body?" "Freddy! I didn't ask you... You just did it! Look, please say you won't tell anyone!" Freddy kept his eyes on mine as he leant forward and dragged his tongue over my cockhead again. "Do you think I could stay in your room with you?" "God, Freddy no, Athol would never allow that!" I felt my panic rising. He pulled down my foreskin again, a pearl of precum grew between my cocklips. "You could always ask... I am sure you could persuade him." My head was racing, "I suppose I could ask him if you can be my fag." Freddy giggled, "What's a fag?" I groaned as he licked my cock head again, gasping, "Someone who looks after me. But if you were going to stay in here, we would need to get you a little bed of your own." Freddy licked my cock again as his hand cupped my tightening balls, "I could sleep in this bed with you," another lick over my cockhead. I groaned, my head throbbing, "He won't let that happen, you would have to have your own bed." Freddy's warm hand stoked my shaft again. "You wouldn't make me sleep in it, though, would you?" Oh God, not those puppy eyes again. He flicked his head, his fringe flopped to the side. My cock was like a piece of steel. I shook my head now resigned to my fate. "Freddy, can I kiss you?" He grinned and winked. "Okay." I moved over to him and pulled myself on top of him. His body was hot, his hard cock stuck into me. I was now looking down at him, straight into those sapphire blue pools. Suddenly, the boy who had made all the running looked nervous, unsure how to proceed. He bit his lip expectantly. I hesitated, "Freddy, have you ever done this before?" His eyes went wide, and he shook his head. My heart sank, a virgin. What was it with those guys who wanted to sleep with virgins? Give me a real experienced whore any day of the week! Much more fun. I couldn't do this. I went to move off of him. His hands gripped my sides, "But I want to Lillis, please, I want too." "Freddy, I will get expelled." "Please Lillis, I won't tell anyone, please, please." I slid on to my side close to him and pulled him to me, kissing his nose. "Freddy, if we do it, there is no going back. Your little cherry will be gone forever." Freddy looked confused, "What cherry?" I slipped my hand down between his legs. My fingers feeling what I had yet to see: a small patch of pubes, a hard four inch cut cock, and two walnut-sized balls, rolling loose in their hairless sac. I pushed my fingers between his legs. Gingerly, he opened them, tensing his eyes shut as I moved my forefinger to his hole. I tapped it lightly. "Is that it gone?" "Pardon?" "My cherry, is that it gone?" I chuckled, his eyes flashed open, and I kissed him again. "No, it takes a bit more than that." He pouted, "You're laughing at me! ... Don't laugh at me!" I pulled him to me, "Hey, I am not laughing at you." I kissed his lips again. Our eyes connected, I winked and smiled, "Okay, lesson one, big boy kissing." ** Dima takes up the story I didn't think. I just burst into William's cabin through the connecting door. "Oh, sorry, excuse me." I quickly exited back into our cabin. Robert looked at me, "What is it? He didn't have his pants down, did he?" Still in shock and suffering from not a small amount of disbelief, I nodded, "So did Mantby." Robert's jaw dropped, "Mantby is in there too? ... And they are both naked?!" I nodded. Robert grinned and rushed to the door, pressing his ear to it. "Robert, no, that's wrong." I hissed. He held up his hand to me. "Shush." "Robert, NO!" I took hold of his arm and pulled him away from the door. "Dima, you're no fun... You know, I thought I heard something last night." ** William takes up the story "Oh god, he saw you Martin!" I leapt up and turned on a grinning Martin laying stretched out naked on the bed. "Christ! I knew this would happen!" I began to scramble about on the floor, looking for my clothes to put them on. "William, relax, two guys in bed are nothing that Dima hasn't seen before." "He bloody well hasn't seen me in bed with a chap before! And you're naked... Cover yourself up." Martin smiled and shook his head. He stood, still naked, in front of me. "William, come on, calm down." He wrapped his naked arms round me and pulled my naked body, well with the exception of my socks which I had now managed to get on, to him. "But they saw you..." I could feel my voice crumbling. Martin kissed my head, "So what?" I struggled to pull away, "In case it has escaped your notice... It's illegal!" He held me tighter and pulled me against his naked body. He kissed my head again, then called out, "Dima! Robert!" "No!" I squirmed against him, trying to free myself from his grasp. He turned towards the connecting door, "Dima, Robert, can you both come in, please?" "No, please, they will see me." I buried my face into his chest as the door opened and a sheepish-looking Dima and Robert came into the cabin. I kept my face hidden. Martin hugged me again. "Prince, Robert, William is worried that you saw us in bed together... I have just been trying to tell him that there is nothing for him to worry about... Could you both tell him that yourselves, please?" I groaned, still unable to bring myself to look at either of them. Time dragged and then I felt another couple of pairs of arms embrace me and two kisses to the back of my head. Robert mumbled, "Don't worry about us." I looked round, Robert was smiling and rubbing away a tear, Dima nodded, his lips tense, his good old Russian stoicism on display again. With my lips trembling, I managed to gasp out, "Thank you... Thank you," as I did, I realised I hadn't released my grip on him either. Three loud blasts on the ship's whistle interrupted us. Martin was still standing with his arm round my naked waist, he kissed my head again. "Sounds like we are entering the Hudson River. I had better get dressed, I will be required up on the Bridge. You should all get ready, the entry in to New York past the Statue of Liberty is really something special." "We are here?" The relief on Robert's face was obvious. Martin nodded as he let go of me. "We sure are." Robert glanced between Dima and me and then to Martin, "How long are you here for before you sail back?" Martin winked, "Well, that is actually a state secret, well, until we sail, but at least four days, then it's back to Blighty with a division of troops." Dima gasped, "A whole division?" Martin tapped his nose, "Yes, all fifteen thousand of them." I saw Robert nudge Dima. Dima nodded and smiled, "Martin, perhaps you would like to stay with us, well, William, until you have to head back. We are all booked into the Waldorf-Astoria, in two suites..." I felt Martin look at me. I returned his smile. "Would that be okay with you?" I nodded, unable to speak as my emotions destroyed my 'British stiff upper lip'. Martin kissed me again, this time on the lips, and stroked my face. "In that case, I will speak to the Captain. I shouldn't be needed onboard, there is a lot of port staff going to be about, checking the engines and systems." Martin turned to Dima, "Thank you." Dima smiled, "Don't thank me, I am not paying, His Imperial Highness will be." Dima grinned and chuckled. ** Robert takes up the story Dawn was just breaking as Dima, William, and I made our way out onto the deck to watch our entrance into New York. Mantby had left us and was up on the Bridge. I noticed William looking round until he spotted Martin at the end of the Docking Bridge. Martin spotted us and he gave us all a wave. I don't think I have ever seen William smiling so much. It was the real start to our adventure. We all stood with our arms tightly round each other, grinning like kids as we saw the Statue of Liberty proudly greeting us. How many millions of people had she welcomed to America? Who knew, plus all the ones who had died trying to get to the 'Land of the Free'. Dima looked at me and squeezed me tighter. "Well, we have made it." He kissed me on the lips. Gosh, was that a tear in the stoic Russian's eye? I nodded, my lip trembling, suddenly feeling really silly for all the drama I had caused on the voyage across. William winked and then hugged us both really tightly. He kissed us both on the cheeks, "Thank you both... What a journey... What a journey." ** Duke takes up the story My stirring brain had barely a chance to register the giggles before the bed covers were flung off and I was leapt on. "Get him." Robin's breaking teenage voice crackled out. The mattress writhed on the bed as the two of them quickly moved. Opening one eye I was met with broad grins. "Chaps please, you know I have to get up soon... This isn't fair. You exhausted me last night!" Robin chuckled, "That's what we are doing. We are getting you up! "More giggles. Cailin was stood feet either side of my head, he gave me a wink and lowered his arse into my face. "CAilinumff." God, he smelt good, though. I breathed deeply as a wet mouth engulfed my fat, soft, spongy cockhead. I groaned in to Cailin's hole. A tongue that could only be Robin's traced along my glans ridge as warm fingers gripped my shaft tightly, waggling it from left to right. Which, as you can imagine, just helped to make it fill with blood. That was all it took, that and the horny, sweet, sweaty smell of Cailin's arse and my cock throbbed into life once more. I moved my hands to ease apart Cailin's arse cheeks. My tongue dug into his puffy hole. The heady taste of salt, sweat, musk, and of cum ignited my taste buds; now was it mine or Robin's? Cailin groaned and ground his pucker harder on to my mouth. He moved his knees alongside my head. I couldn't really see what was going on, but moments later I could feel the two tongues now toying with my cockhead. Two warm hand gripped my hairy balls, a little too enthusiastically. "Geenntly schlaps" I moaned out, my head still buried in Cailins arse, well that was what it sounded like. There was a giggle from Robin. The mattress moved again. Damn, what were they up to now? Their speech was being muffled by Cailin's calves pressed tightly against my ears. It made me giggle, the harder I licked, the tighter they gripped, the less I could hear... But the taste... My shaft was gripped tightly at the base, by two firm hands. There was another giggle, another movement of the mattress, and then bliss. Cailin moved momentarily, his voice coming to me clearly. "Go on Robin, ride it." My bellend was being slowly swallowed inside Robin's insatiable arse. He grunted and paused. I heard Cailin again, "Maybe we should use some lube." I didn't want Robin hurting himself. His enthusiasm occasionally got the better of him; dry fucks are no fun! Reluctantly, I pulled my tongue from Cailin's tasty, moist hole, "Chaps, please, don't be silly... Robin, listen to Cailin, use some lube, don't hurt yourself, please." "I'll be fine." The crackling voice responded. "ROBIN no, please, use some lube." "Alright." His teenage petulance made me chuckle. My bellend dragged from his hole, and he gave another giggle. A hand, it must be Robin's, gripped my bellend just under the glans ridge. I felt a cold liquid all being poured, yes poured, on to my bellend, directly onto my now gaping open cocklips. My piss tube was quickly swamped and I could feel the liquid running over my cockhead and dripping off the ridge before running down my shaft. "Cailin, smear it in!" Robin giggled. The two firm, muscled hands which had been holding my dick vertically slowly rose up from my pubes, inching up my shaft, smearing my cock with a thick coating of lube. "That's enough, Robin, it's going everywhere!" Cailin's hands were working faster, the feelings of them on my shaft caused my dick to throb even harder. More movement of the mattress and then that amazing feeling as a warm hole slowly spread as it swallowed up my cockhead once more. "That looks easier." It was Cailin. There was a 'Hummm' in response, presumably from Robin. The muscled calves against my ears twitched, and squeezed tighter, "You have not forgotten me, have you?" Cailin chuckled. I let my tongue answer, pushing it deep into his hole again, my lips forming a perfect seal round his pucker, my body loving the deep grunt of pleasure he gave. I had fucked him last night again. Each time we fucked, he was able to take it longer and deeper. Boy, was I lucky to have these two cock hounds wanting me. My hips rose involuntarily as the sensitive ridge edge of my glans registered Robin's downward journey on my cock. Little fucker was teasing me, jerkingly lowering himself, two inches down, then up one, pause, repeat. Cailin was massaging my balls, one in each palm. My mind began to play tricks on me, every time I slackened off in the licking and probing of his arse with my tongue, I was convinced his grip seemed to tighten on my precious balls. My one attempt at trying to see if that was the case was met with a further tightening of his calves and his palms. I couldn't move. I would get him back later. Robin's pert muscled bum was now at the base of my shaft. He dropped the last inch, causing me to gasp and bury my face deeper into Cailin's arse. "Hey do that again, Robin," Cailin chuckled. I gave Cailin's thigh a slap with my hand. He laughed again. Robin was getting terribly good at this. All the outdoor work was building muscles he had once never realised he had, now he did, and boy, did he know how to use them. His thighs and calves began to power him up and down my dick like it was a pogo stick. Each direction shot electricity up and down my shaft as he gripped his arse tight, massaging every vein and bump. "Schlaps, glease, glease, goo much, goo much." My desperate pleas met with mocking chuckles. In fact, Robin speeded up. The feeling started in my balls, I couldn't stop it, I hadn't a hope in hell. Cailin's gentle squeezing and stroking of my nuts and Robin's now frenzied assault on my cock was taking no prisoners. My nuts tightened, my shaft flared. I dug my tongue deeper into Cailin. Only now did it dawn on me that both of them were wanking furiously too. I felt my spunk shooting up my shaft. It pulsed up inch after inch, until it burst through my spasming cocklips and splattered out uncontrollably into Robin's warm welcoming hole. Me, I began to feel blobs of cum raining down on to my chest as both of them blew their loads with me. Cailin was still coming down from his own orgasm, but gasped out, "Shit, I felt that! You alright down there, Duke? You're not having a heart attack, are you?" I began to laugh as Cailin lifted himself from me. "Actually, I think I am." * It was nice to be back looking after my two-favourite people. We had left Pittodrie House early and were headed to Dunecht House with James and Chris. Forts and Davy were both dressed in dark green over the head tunics, with red and gold shoulder boards, dark blue trousers and black Cossack style boots with peaked caps. The two of them looked very dashing. It looked like Forts had finally gotten Davy to join him in the crazy world that now surrounded them both. Forts looked really pleased to have me close to him again. He gave me a wink, "You okay? You're looking a bit flushed there Duke... How are Robin and Cailin?" He winked, gave me an amazing Forts' smile, then another wink and he got into the vehicle. I just blushed, was it that obvious? I was sitting up front of the Rolls with Dan driving us when James' voice came through the speaker, "It's the next left, Dan, please." There was a burst of laughter as Forts blurted out, "That is if his Grace has remembered correctly," more laughter followed and the intercom went dead. Dan pulled the car into a small carpark, beside an impressive pair of large white stone gate houses. He stopped next to the only other vehicle in the carpark. I jumped out and moved alongside the door. Dan disengaged the central locking, and I opened the door as a man in a tweed jacket and plus fours came towards us. James and Chris got out first, followed by Davy. I watched the man as he bowed to Davy, "Your Grace, a pleasure to see you again. Welcome back to Dunecht House." Davy smiled and nodded as a beaming Forts jumped out of the limousine. Davy smiled again, "Mr Dalrymple, please, allow me to introduce you to His Imperial Highness, The Sovereign Heir, Grand Duke, Drageon Drageonivanov Romanov." Mr Dalrymple gave an even deeper bow, "Your Imperial Highness, such an honour. Welcome to Dunecht House and Estate." Forts nodded and offered his hand, "Thank you, Mr Dalrymple. I have heard a lot about the place from His Grace and am looking forward to seeing it myself. May I introduce you to my equerry Captain Brandt and the Factor of the Pittodrie Estates, Baronett Kingholm." Dalrymple shook hands with James and Chris, and they all exchanged greetings. "Your Imperial Majesty, Shall I join you and I can tell you all the history as we drive to the house?" Forts nodded with a wry smile. Not many people knew after the initial address of 'Your Imperial Highness', it subsequently became 'Your Imperial Majesty.' Mr Dalrymple had obviously been doing his homework. The five of them got back into the vehicle, and I closed the door before rejoining Dan. We set off down the Copper beech lined carriageway through the trees to the house. * After the tour of the house, I stayed with Forts and Davy as they moved out into the gardens. Forts took Davy's hand and together they walked across the lawn towards a small summer house. Forts leant into Davy, "Is this the Belvedere you were naughty in?" Davy blushed, "Forts, don't... Anyway, I am going to be much naughtier in it with you." Forts roared with laughter and grabbed Davy round the waist, lifting him off his feet and kissing him. "So, are we going to buy it?" Davy grinned. "Do you want to?" Forts beamed. Davy nodded, "Well, I do like it." Forts grabbed him and kissed him again. "In that case...YES!!!!!!" Forts twirled Davy round and round until the two of them landed on the ground in a giggling heap. Forts smiled, "I love you Davy!" Davy nodded. "I love you too." Forts kissed him, then winked, "But that posh summer house has to go!" Davy looked confused then grinned, "Well, let's make use of it first!" He jumped up followed by Forts, the two of them running giggling and laughing into the small building with Forts crying over his shoulder, "That will be all for now, Duke." ********************** 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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