Date: Wed, 30 Sep 2020 13:31:20 +0100 (BST) From: "blackscar01@btinternet.com" Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 34 IMPORTANT NOTE TO ALL READERS: There are references made to Schools, Castles and Aristocratic titled personages around England and Scotland. None of the story features about those places or named titles personages are true, none of what you are about to read actually happened. This story and all the characters are 100% fiction. Nifty is the constant source of all your erotic dreams. All kinds of fetishes can be found here. I am grateful to Nifty for posting my stories. If you enjoyed my story or any others on this site then please show your appreciation and donate whatever you can afford. Every little helps. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ---------------------------------------------------------------------- `Margery will do, now what can I do for you young man? `I have been sent to invite you to meet Mr MacDonald, the head of the school up at the Castle, err, Mrs, err Margery' `Well let's get going then, if you keep trying to speak to me, we will be here all night' So here you have it, my first real encounter since going through puberty with women, girls, err ladies, beings of the opposite sex, crikes. ***************** Operation Pied Piper – Part 34 I watched Forts returning to the Castle, accompanied by what I can only describe as a formidable looking woman, the khaki trousers; whoever chose that colour, did nothing to disguise that she had a huge arse and the bottle green jumper was stretched to breaking point, barely containing what my Mum would have called a matronly chest; I am sure you could have put a tray on it and had you're tea. Forts looked flushed; I wondered what that was all about, he led the woman into the Castle and then up to the staff room, having introduced her to Mr MacDonald, he hurried back out into the corridor, still flushed, but looking somewhat relieved; I stood waiting for him. `You okay? `I think so' He gave a nervous chuckle `What is it? `Oh nothing, just those women at the barracks' `What about them? `Oh, it doesn't matter' Strangely; it seemed to, why wouldn't he tell me? Later Mr MacDonald called us to the staffroom. `Ahh Forts, Davy, well that was interesting, Margery, Mrs Matherson, seems to know what she wants and has accepted my offer to help out, as and when we can, the `Land Girls' billeted here are all from London, she says they are a bit on the wild side, how did you find them Forts? `Err a bit wild, they seemed more interested in what was under my kilt' He blushed, I looked at him, he avoided my eyes. Mr MacDonald chuckled `Yes, I can believe it, I am sure you will be very popular with them, it will be a new experience for you, close contact with woman; that is' He winked at Forts, I looked at Mr MacDonald; my face questioning his last statement; what was that supposed to mean. Forts blushed even more. `Forts, I have decided that you can be the liaison point between the two groups' `Me? What does that mean? Forts face was a picture, was it panic, excitement or apprehension, I couldn't tell. `Well Forts, you would pop down to the barracks every day and see if any boys are need to help out with anything? Now, I had no idea what had happened at the barracks, but judging by the way he was acting, this did not sound like a good idea to me. Forts gave a little nod of his head. Time for me to speak. `Mr MacDonald, err wouldn't it be better if you sent Mr Morris or one of the other Masters, I mean...' Forts looked at me, `Have I missed something? Mr MacDonald turned back to Forts `Well, if you're not happy with visiting the Barracks every day, I suppose I could ask Mr Morris' Forts didn't say anything, I spoke again `Well, Mr Morris it is then' Mr MacDonald raised his eye brows and added sarcastically. `Okay then, I will ask Mr Morris to be the liaison between us both. But I don't want any nonsense about this; especially from you Davy, do you understand?' He looked directly at me as Forts shuffled his feet, his hands on his sporran, what was he doing? `Davy, can you remain here, Forts can you go and find Mr Morris and tell him things have changed; Davy, I mean I have decided, he is now the liaison between the two groups.' My turn to look at the ground, Forts nodded and turned to leave, I was sure the front of his kilt was sticking out, he looked like he had a hardon, I caught his eyes, he blushed and turned away. Forts takes up the story. I was sure Davy had spotted it, why was I getting hard, fuck, my mind was racing, I headed down the stairs and out towards the rear courtyard and began walking towards the walled garden; my best chance to find Gary, Mr Morris. I hurried past the barracks towards the walled garden, it was remarkably quiet, normally Gary was face down in the growing produce, but no one was about. I headed into the green houses and towards his office. The high-pitched groans stopped me in my tracks, I crept forward, Gary's office door was open, I edged forward the moans and cries getting louder and more intense, I peered round the door. Gary was facing the door, a woman was on her back across his desk, her hips flat against his groin, his kilt was up over her stomach, he was holding an ankle in each hand and was slamming his hips forwards, she was moaning and her head was thrashing left and right, Gary caught site of me, he grinned and rammed home even harder into the woman in front of him, I stood fascinated, I had never seen this before, I could feel myself getting hard again, I watched amazed and was soon stroking my own cock, he nodded and mouthed `want a go' I shook my head, the girl, suddenly aware someone else was there tried to get up, I fled back out into the garden. Shit, shit, shit, I crouched down in the green houses and watched as one of the land girls hurriedly left pulling down her jumper, with her out in the garden, Gary's voice called out. `Forts, stop hiding and come here' I slowly stood up and made my way gingerly to his office. He was grinning, proudly and gripped his cock through his kilt, as I went in. `There you are, didn't you fancy a go? I am sure she would have let you, once she realised it was you' `Realised it was me? Mr Morris chuckled, I blushed again and shook my head, he glanced at the front of my kilt and made a grab for the bulge laughing. `Looks like part of you wanted to have a go' My cock strained under my kilt, I felt precum smear over my bellend, I blushed again. `No? You're a virgin? Well with women anyway, well, well' He laughed, his face mocking me, I looked away, trying to compose myself. `Mr MacDonald sent me to inform you that you are to become the liaison between the Land Girls and him' `Oh, well I am going to enjoy that' Gary's dark eyes studied me; lingering on me, I was beginning to feel uncomfortable under his stare. `Come and sit down' He pushed out a chair at his desk `Coffee? I nodded and sat down, his room smelled funny, kind of like Davy's and mine after we had, had sex, but this was different, I felt my cock throb again, another drop of precum wiped onto my leg. Gary never took his eyes off me as he made the coffee. His head cocked at me `You're the guy, she was talking about, aren't you? I looked back at him `Good looking, well-built and blushing, it's got to be you, were you at the barracks, looking for their boss? She would definitely have let you shag her' He winked, I blushed even more, smiling and nodding, he brought over the coffee. `So never tried pussy then? I shook my head, still blushing. `You do know, just cos you like cock and arse, you can enjoy pussy too, don't you?' He stood; his eyes still fixed on me. `Want to try it? I shook my head `I don't think Davy would be very pleased with me' I blushed as I spoke and looked at my coffee cup. `You can't live your life, worrying about what Davy thinks all the time, Forts take my advice, try everything once in life, if you don't like it fine, but at least you won't regret not having tried it' I took a slug of my coffee as I tried to gather my thoughts, remembering the old maxim, best form of defence is attack. `I thought you liked men though, I bet you didn't tell her you shag men? He grinned `No, your correct, that didn't come up' `So, when did you first have your first woman, Gary? I was practically whispering, my voice faded, I looked up, Gary was leaning against the wall, his face a wry smile, his dark eyes still penetrating my soul. He chose to ignore my question; but I needed to know. `Oh, I love sex with men; I still hope to add your scalp to my bedstead one day too, despite Davy' He winked at me, I blushed again, my cock deposited more precum on my leg; what was wrong with me, why was I so turned on. He turned to the window. `But any port in a storm Forts' He glanced back at me and winked again. `You must have felt that before? Attack, attack, attack, my mind was racing, I was embarrassed enough. `So, when did you first do it...with a woman, Gary? I felt my voice crack again, I stared at the floor. `When I was about your age, a girl employed at the Castle' `Did you like it? I knew my voice was now practically a whisper, Gary laughed, throwing his head back `I must have, or wouldn't still be doing it I suppose' `Who showed you what to do? Now, my voice was a whisper. `No one, I knew what was supposed to happen and just tried it. His eyes focused on me again `You do know about the birds and the bees, don't you?' I blushed even more and nodded, adding. `What's it feel like? `Do you want to find out? I shook my head and got out of the chair and went to the window and stared out into the garden. I felt Gary come up behind me, he wrapped his arm round my waist and gave me a gentle squeeze. `Forts, well if you change your mind, I will always help out, we could do it together the first time, if you wanted' He squeezed me again, I turned to look at him, those dark eyes hypnotised me, he leaned forward and his lips pushed against mine, I felt his hand grip my hard cock. I gasped, his tongue slipped into my mouth, I kissed him back, my tongue snaking past his into his mouth, my arms tightly wrapped round him pulling him closer; I wanted him, I wanted his cock; I needed some sex. I pulled myself from his embrace and grabbed the material of his kilt pulling it upwards, his hard cock was pointing at me, its head glistening wet, I took it into my mouth; the taste was different, I let go of it and glanced up at him. `Hey you can taste her pussy on me, Forts that's your first taste of pussy, like it? `It's different,...fishy' He gripped my head and pulled me back onto his dick `Try it again' Again, I could taste the fishy taste; I was undecide. I worked his shaft releasing more precum, now that tasted a lot better; I loved sucking cock. He let me work his cock for a few more minutes and then pulled me back up and kissed me again, `Well? I shook my head and made a face. He laughed. `So, no pussy licking for you then' He stroked the side of my head and nuzzled into my neck, he moved to nibbled my ear and whispered `you are so gorgeous' I exposed more of my neck to his mouth as he gasped `But you should try fucking one, just so you can say you have' I moved to continue kissing him passionately, he manoeuvred me round, I felt the edge of the desk hit the back of my thighs, his hands gripped my arse and lifted me gently onto the desk, he moved forward his legs easing mine apart, he lifted my kilt; throwing it up over my chest and then his, his cock pushed against my balls, he smiled; his eyes seducing me, he gripped my thighs as he pulled me closer to the edge of the table, he tilted me right back his cockhead found my pucker, his leaking bellend coated it in precum, he began a gentle rocking rhythm against it, I pushed back. His cockhead eased into me, he stood smiling down at me as he thrust home; balls deep, I moaned as his cockhead run over my boy nut, firing off signals all over my brain, my cock throbbed again forcing more precum up my shaft and out my cock lips on to my stomach. `Second fuck of the morning' He grinned laughing, withdrawing and then thrusting his hard cock deeper into me `But so much tighter and better than the first' I groaned and pushed myself deeper on his cock, lost in the sensations flooding my body, my boy nut screaming in pleasure. He was fucking me hard when a voice clearly announced. `Well this won't win the war' My Head spun round; Gary just kept fucking me `Mr MacDonald, Sir' I gasped as I tried to get up; Gary pushed me back, my hard cock bobbed in the air. `You don't mind me carrying on, do you Athol? this is so good' Mr MacDonald grinned and shook his head. `Lucky I came myself, rather than send Davy' Mr MacDonald chuckled looking at me, `Don't you think Forts? He stood watching, his hands on his hips, his eyes focused on the hard fucking I was getting and then on my bobbing, dripping cock. `Can't waste that, can we' He reached for my shaft and took my bellend into his mouth; as Gary continued to slam into me, Mr MacDonald began working my cockhead with his tongue, round and round the ridge and over the glistening bellend, licking or was it sucking the precum from me. I groaned as Gary kept fucking me, his thrusts getting harder and forcing his cock deeper into me, I felt my nuts tightening, Mr MacDonald wanked me hard, holding my cockhead in his mouth, Gary kept up his assault on my boy nut. I was losing it, my head thrashing about as I began spurting into Mr Mac's mouth, he made a mmmmm noise and his throat began to swallow my load down, Gary, let out a cry and began coating my insides in his cum. `Save some for me' Gary blurted at Mr MacDonald, Mr Mac glanced up at him smearing his lips with my throbbing cock, my balls felt like they were trying to get up my shaft as they emptied. I lay jerking as the final spasms racked my body, Mr MacDonald lifted up to meet Gary's mouth, he smeared his cummy lips against Gary's and his tongue pushed more of my boy juice into his mouth. They snogged for a few moments and the broke apart; I loved to see two guys really into each other, was their anything purer? They both grinned at me as I lay looking up at them. `You want a some sexy? Gary looked straight into me, those eyes, I couldn't take mine off them. I nodded as he pulled me up, his tongue teasing mine as I tried to make contact with him, his cock was still deep inside me as he leaned forward, no longer teasing me, he pushed some of my load into my mouth, the third mouth it had been in. My taste buds immediately recognising that beautiful meaty nectar. I lay back, my legs still round Gary's waist. `My turn I think' Mr MacDonald tapped Gary on the shoulder and then looked at me `That okay sexy? I nodded as I felt Gary pull his softening cock from my hole, some of his cum following his bellend ran down between my arse cheeks, Mr MacDonald rubbed his cockhead in it and stepped forward. Now I had taken him before, but he had a fucking massive cock, thicker and longer than even Gary's considerable offering. Gary moved alongside my head and wiggled his cummy cock at my mouth; smiling, I opened wide and sucked him in, my hungry tongue licking his cockhead and shaft clean of his cum and my arse juices, he raised his balls, smearing them against my mouth too. I was soon brought back to reality, I gasped and moaned deeply as Mr MacDonald's fucking huge bellend forced its way past my sphincter, I gripped the table, a couple of more inches and it crashed into my tender boy nut, I stopped licking Gary's balls, my eyes wide and staring. Gary bent forward, stoking my face as my pucker became accustomed to the monster within. `Easy, Tiger, relax and ease yourself back on to it, remember it's a biggy' He wasn't kidding, I had taken Mr Mac before, but I think the Whisky had dulled my senses, I tried to twist my hips; ease the passage, Gary recognised my distress his mouth pushed to mine, his tongue working mine and distracting my senses from the battering ram slowly edging its way into me; it felt like my sphincter would snap. Mr MacDonald cooed down to me, his hand holding my hips tightly. `Easy Forts, relax, nearly there' I felt a tear run down my cheek; Gary's tongue licked it up and moved to my ear `Your amazing Forts, absolutely amazing, so sexy, I wish you were mine, what a couple we would make' I gave him a weak grin; he pushed his lips to mine once more as Mr MacDonald's balls squished against my taint. Mr Mac eased back an inch and then pushed back home, slowly but surely opening me up to his thick shaft, I could feel my body relaxing accepting his shaft as he began to speed up his assault; my boy nut was still screaming with each thrust, but now flooding me with pleasure instead of pain, I wrapped my legs round his hips and pulled him deeper into me. Gary stayed by my head whispering how much he loved me as Mr MacDonald, now getting into his rhythm began to fuck me hard, I tightened my legs and rode his thick shaft; bucking my hips against him. I gripped my cock it was getting hard again, I began to wank it in time to his thrusts, Gary moved his hand taking hold of my cock. `Let me he whispered' I could feel my hips rising to meet Gary's downward stokes my hole riding Mr MacDonald's shaft deep and long, Gary moved his mouth down to my cock, he wiped some precum on his fingers and pushed them back into my mouth, I hungrily licked at them, sucking on his thick fingers, there was that taste again; not just me, that fishy taste, now it didn't seem so bad. My balls tightened in my sack again and what was left in them began its journey up my pulsing shaft into Gary's mouth, Mr MacDonald could sense the spasms over taking me, gripping his cock, working it, `Oh yes, fuck yes, fuck, fuck, Oh you beautiful sexy, boy' I felt his dick swell even more and then the spurts as his bellend fired out rope after rope of cum into me, he was groaning and grinding his hips against me, I flopped my head back, my arse, my legs, my balls, my cock, my brain all tingling; all spent, exhausted. `You had better have saved more of that for me' Mr Mac panted at Gary, Gary turned his head and opened his mouth, showing his tongue covered in my boy milk, they moved together snogging, I lay chilled, my body glowing. Ten minutes must have past, they were now sitting looking at me discussing the Land Girls. `I was telling Forts he should try one of them' He patted my leg, `Maybe not Margery, she would eat him for breakfast' Mr MacDonald, laughed, Gary winked at me `I think they all would' I just smiled; suddenly aware my arse cheeks were sitting in a wet parch on the desk, I went to move. `But he should still try it, even just the once' Gary squeezed my cock, waggling it at me. Mr MacDonald raised his hands `I am saying nothing, I have had to deal with enough of Davy's dramatics and tears when he fucks guys, keep me well out of it' `Have you had sex with a woman, Mr MacDonald? The room when quiet; had I really just asked that? He smiled at me `Yes Forts, I tried it, wasn't for me' I started to get up `Hang on, let me get you a cloth' Mr Morris handed me a tea towel, I put it between my legs and began mopping up the cum my arse had spilled. Finally, with my feet on the floor, I gave them both a kiss. `I had better get back, make sure everything is okay, its nearly dinner time' `Okay thank you Forts and remember Mums the word' Mr MacDonald winked at me as I left, Gary gave me a little wave, his eyes focused on me as I left; burning into me. The Sun had got a bit warmer or was it just the greenhouse glass, I was walking tall, happy even, no contented, I made my way out into the walled Garden. `Hello Forts' `Oh, hello Brookmeyer' I carried on walking `That looked like you were having fun' `Sorry? `You looked like you were enjoying yourself' `Enjoying what? ...How long have you been here? `Long enough', Little git, I stopped and snapped `What is it you want Brookmeyer? `Oh, don't be like that Forts' `You had better not be going to threaten me again Brookmeyer? Brookmeyer eyes studied me, he smiled `Can we start this conversation again? I nodded, Brookmeyer came closer, he took hold of my wrist and stared into my eyes. `Forts, it's not easy to say, I like to have fun too, so do lots of the guys, especially with you' `And? `I love you Forts; I want you to know that' I pulled my wrist away `Well that's very nice, but I am Davy's boyfriend, sorry' Brookmeyer turned away biting his lip `Oh Forts, we don't have to go through all this, again do we? I want you to make love to me and then maybe a couple of the other guys' `Huhhh' `No, please Forts' `Get out of my way' `You off to find Davy, now Forts, tell him about your session or is `mum' the word? I stopped dead. `You going to be charging them I suppose? Brookmeyer smiled and kicked a stone `Would be rude not too' He stood waiting for my answer; I could have punched him. `So? `So, what Brookmeyer? `What about me and you? Damm, damm, damm, now Davy would forgive me with Mr MacDonald, I wasn't so sure about Gary though. `Will have to be later, Davy is monitoring the study group, then' I turned away and began walking, his voice caught up with me. `See you then, Oh I will need a pass' I stopped, and went into my sporran, I scribbled out a pass and threw it at him. `Thanks' see you later' He picked it up as I turned away `Oh, you had better pretend you're enjoying it, I would hate Davy to hear about you and the Land Girl's' I spun round `I haven't been with any Land Girls' He smirked `I hope he believes you, ...if it comes to that' I so wanted to beat him to a pulp, no I would make his arse suffer later. **************** Guy's Thank you for taking the time to let me know you're enjoying this story. There's nothing more rewarding than hearing from you with suggestions or even just that you're enjoying the story, please email me to let me know. 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