Date: Sun, 8 Nov 2020 13:33:31 +0000 (GMT)
From: "blackscar01@btinternet.com" <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 49

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The following morning Archie, brought Forts back to the shop, the suit
fitted like a dream; lucky I had taken so many measurements. I had found a
black Cashmere overcoat and a white silk scarf, Forts looked stunning, I
had even managed to get him some travelling tweeds sorted out, a quick
change and he was in them, this time with tan brown shoes, again he looked
amazing, especially after the addition of a tweed trilby. 

I even managed to get them both stripped off and trying on riding gear,
standing next to each other, they laughed like school boys as they tried
not to let their cocks show in their jodhpurs. Eventually Archie gave up

`Fuck um, let them look'

Forts nodded; there was plenty to look at, I would have to dig out my old
riding gear; I am sure I used to love horse riding and it had been ages
since I had been to the Castle.


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Operation Pied Piper – Part 49



Athol continues the story


It was awful having say our goodbyes at the Castle, but with the draconian
anti-homosexual laws in Britain, any sign of affection at the station
risked us getting into trouble. While Archie went off to get the car, I
stood watching Davy and Forts saying goodbye. As I had hoped Forts looked
every bit the young Gentleman, his tweed travel clothes fitted him
perfectly, He stood leaning back against the wall Davy; so much smaller
standing between his legs looking up at him. Davy was inconsolable, sobbing
into Forts chest.

`Davy, come on now, you will have Forts jacket all soggy, we are not going
to be away long, why are you so upset?

Davy turned his red eyes to me

`I am happy and sad'

He managed to gasp before burying his head in Forts chest again. Luckily we
were saved by the car coming round, Archie leapt out and opened the back
door, letting Davy and Forts get in, I got in the front and Archie, set
off; luggage I hear you ask, that had been sent on ahead to the Station, we
were going to be on the overnight sleeper to London Kings Cross.

We stood at the station, in the dimming light, Davy was still sobbing
despite all of us trying to cheer him up. Archie and I watched quietly as
Forts took out one of his new hankies, he glanced round at us and then
turned away, undoing a shirt button he rubbed it on his chest and then
handed it to Davy, who immediately held it to his nose, a smile finally
appearing on his face, Forts glanced back at us, we both smiled back,
Archie mouthing `well done'. Archie looked at me, and pulled out a hankie

`Do you want me to do that with one of mine?

I threw him a sarcastic look; I don't think I have ever been so pleased to
hear a train whistle; we were soon all engulfed in steam as the train
pulled into the station. The station master hurried over to us.

`This way your lordship, this way'

He glanced at our travel bags and then at Forts.

`You, well pick up the bags boy'

I stopped in my tracks

`Err, sorry what did you say... Mr...err'

`It's Mr Mountfield your lordship, I am the station Master'

The Station Master was bowing, up and down, touching his forelock.

`Well Mr Mountfield, that young Gentleman is travelling with me; he is not
my valet, may I suggest you pick up the bags'

Archie sniggered and handed the two travel bags to a rather stunned Mr
Mountfield, he took the bags and turned to Forts, raising a hand to his
forelock.

`My apologies, no offence meant, to the young Master'

Forts nodded curtly; he was learning, Archie and Davy, were now practically
doubled up, we said our final goodbyes and followed the Station Master
along the platform.

`Your carriage is here your Lordship, Young Master, Sir'

Mr Mountfield was bowing again, I was pleased to climbed up on to the
train, our bags were passed by Mr Mountfield to another uniformed man who
introduced himself as the train manager, he showed us to our Grand Suite,
he opened the door and stood back.

`Best accommodation on the train, as your Lordship requested'

I walked in followed by Forts, the train manager Mr Askew nodding to Forts
as he entered.

`Young Master'

Forts nodded.

`Oh, Mr Askew, can you check and confirm that our trunks are aboard the
train before we leave?

`Certainly, your lordship'

He closed the main Grand Suite door, Forts burst out laughing, that smile
he was so famous for illuminating his face, the next few moments were spent
with Forts doing what can only be described as taking the piss out of
me. Bowing and touching his forelock, Yes, your Lordship, no, your
Lordship, three bags full your lordship. His performance, which even had me
laughing was interrupted by a gentle tap on the door.

`Yes'

`Everything is all aboard, your Lordship'

`Thank you, Mr Askew,'

Forts was doing his fawning impression again, while I tried not to laugh.

`Will your Lordship and the young Gentleman be eating in the Dining car
later, your Lordship'

I looked at Forts, he nodded.

`Yes, please Mr Askew, we will eat at seven O'clock'

`Very good your Lordship, I will have your Valet; for the journey, Albert
introduce himself, Sir'

`Very Good, thank you Mr Askew'

I was sure Forts laughing could probably be heard outside the door, I tried
to keep a straight face, mouthing for him to `stop it'. God, I loved this
boy. He appeared to have missed the bit about us having our own valet for
the journey, I would leave that for a later surprise.

`Well this beats the journey up here, doesn't it?

Forts looked round the Grand Suite, it was quite spacious, a pair of bunk
beds to our side against one wall, a small seating area with a table in
front of the window.

`Bags the top bunk'

Forts, said excitedly,

`Where does this go?

He opened another door, revealing a small, shower room and toilet with a
wash hand basin.

`It's a bathroom and a toilet...we have our own bathroom and toilet?'

I nodded

`The only ensuite compartment on the train, otherwise you have to share
facilities'

What's through that door, Forts looked down towards another plainer door,
opposite the ensuite one at the other end of the room.

`That will be the Valets, I think'

`We have a Valet?

`Nothing but the best, for you Forts'

Forts came over grinning from ear to ear and sat down beside me on the
lower bunk, he took hold of my hand and stared into my eyes

`This is amazing, thank you, Athol, thank you for everything'

I leant forward and kissed him, just as the train, lurched forward to a
scream of whistles and the clanking of metal. Forts, jumped up; still a kid
really, he opened the room blind and stared out in the twilight.

Knock, knock, knock,

Forts glanced at me, I nodded to him, mouthing `go on'

`Come in'

The valet's door opened and a young face peered round at us.

`Good evening your Lordship, Young Master, Sir, I am Albert, your personal
valet for your journey, can I get you an aperitif, before you eat, to take
in your suite, Sir?

`Do you have Champagne?

`Yes, your Lordship'

`Then, that will do nicely Albert'

Albert vanished closing the door behind him.

`Champagne Athol? Isn't that expensive?

`Oh, I think we are worth it, don't you?

Forts opened another door, next to the ensuite.

`This one is a cupboard it has our dinner suits in it'

I grinned at him

`Well Gentlemen should dress for dinner, Young Master'

I touched my forelock, both of us laughing as Forts realised the joke was
on him, this time.

`Why do they keep calling me Young Master?

`Because they have no idea what your name is, or how to address you, do you
want me to tell them you are just an oik'

Forts blushed

`No'

I grabbed him and hugged him

`Well then...Ah ha, see, your enjoying all the bowing and scraping, aren't
you?

Knock, knock, knock

We separated,

`Come in'

`Your Champagne your Lordship'

The door opened and Albert came in; finally, we saw all of him. I guess he
was late teens maybe early twenties, he was in black trousers and shoes and
a white, cut waist, waiters' jacket, he brought in a small ice bucket
stand, then the ice bucket with the champagne and finally two glasses, he
placed them on the small table. With a flourish he took the champagne from
the bucket and presented the bottle label up to me, I took a second to read
the important bits and then nodded. Albert smiled and he removed the foil,
then the wire Muselet and finally the cork to a refreshing pop, he
delicately poured two glasses; he had very thin slight hands, he picked up
the glasses and handed the first one to me and then the second to Forts, I
watched them smile at each other, Albert's short golden hair glistening
with the bubbles in Forts glass, under the electric light, his blue eyes,
suddenly realising he was being way to familiar, he looked away. He turned
to face me again.

`Your Lordship, will you be dressing for dinner?

`Yes, we will Albert, could you take our suits and freshen them up?

`Certainly, your Lordship'

Albert opened the cupboard, Forts had discovered and removed both dinner
suits, he headed back towards his room, stopping briefly

`I will have them back with you soon. Sir, will either of you be needing
any assistance to dress for Dinner?

`Yes, could you assist my companion? Thank you, Albert'

Albert nodded and turned to leave, having one last look at Forts; I didn't
blame him. I raised my glass.

`Well you seem to have another fan, Forts, you can now see what it is like
having someone dress you too'

He blushed again, as I winked and chinked his glass

`London here we come'



About six thirty, Albert came back into the Grand Suite, carrying our
suits, he hung mine back in the cupboard, he stood holding Forts.

`I think he is ready for you Drageon'

Forts, seemed unsure what to do, so I mimed getting undressed, soon Forts
was standing in just his underwear, I watched Albert's eyes, they were
everywhere, but especially on Forts considerable bulge, with Alberts
assistance Forts was soon immaculately dressed in his Dinner suit, I
quickly changed and once we were both ready, Albert lead us out of the main
door and down to the Dinning Car, handing us over to the Maître d, we
were led to our table and apologies given for the carriage curtains being
closed.

I watched Forts closely, his eyes sparkled as he took it all in; me I had
been brought up to this, but never really liked it, but I wanted Forts to
experience it for himself, it wasn't often I got to spoil people.

`Drageon, unfortunately due to the war, I had to order in advance, I hope
you're okay with a lobster starter, and a filet steak with accompaniments,
then I think there is a choice of puddings, I hope that's okay?

He nodded, grinning widely, he glanced down at all the knives and Forks and
spoons, a flash of panic, I recognised it, many a time as young boy I had
been the same, then he smiled knowingly.

`I remember this from the special meal you had at Christmas, Gethin told
me, start at the outside and work in'

I laughed as he leant over and whispered, with a glass of white wine poured
for our lobster course, we settled down to enjoy the meal, the Dinning car
held probably another ten people dinning like us, so wasn't too busy. I sat
back and took great joy watching Drageon eating and drinking, he was
chattier and more animated than I had ever seen him; I loved him. With the
cheese course eaten and cleared came the end of the meal, the Maître d
offered cigars and a brandy, I thanked him, just brandy would be
fine. Forts leaned closer to me

`Athol, I really can't thank you enough, this had been amazing, I have
never had food as nice as this'

`I am glad you're enjoying it, and we are not even in London yet, just you
wait till we are at the Savoy, come on let's get you back to our room, so
you can get some sleep, it is going to be a long day tomorrow'

Magically, Albert was waiting at the door of the Dinning Car, he led us
back to our carriage and opened the door to our suite.

`I have laid out your nightwear, can I assist you getting ready?

`If you could help, Drageon again that would be marvellous'

Albert was straight over, he removed Drageon's, shoes and then his socks,
then his jacket and his shirt, his eyes lingering on the hairy chest in
front of him, next he undid his trouser belt, I watched, closely, now he
wasn't doing this right, Forts trousers were removed leaving him in his Y
fronts, Albert, stood and nodded towards the Y fronts, Forts knowing no
better, hooked his fingers in them and slid them down; now that was
definitely a gasp from Albert, as Forts cock flopped in to view, Forts
looked from me to Albert, who seemed to have frozen.

`Albert, the Gentlemen's night attire please'

Albert snapped out of his trance, blushing

`Of, course, sorry your Lordship'

He handed Forts, his pyjama jacket and then the trousers and the placed his
slippers down.

`Will there be anything else Sir, err your Lordship?

`Not at the moment, thank you Albert'

While Forts, went through to do his teeth, I quickly changed in to my
pyjamas and, then swapped places with Forts so I could do my evenings
ablutions. We both got into our bunks, I turned on our reading lights and
turned off the main carriage light.

`What's this button for Athol? It says `call' on it?

`Oh, that's in case you need the Valet during the night'

`Wow'

`Goodnight Drageon'

`Good night Athol'

I lay in the gloom, the gentle motion of the train, rocking me slowly off
to sleep, I was pleased, everything so far had gone amazingly well; I just
hoped it would be similar, when we got to the Solicitors tomorrow
afternoon.



Albert takes up the story


Although I was technically on duty all night, with the suite occupants now
in bed, I could have a lie down too. It wasn't a bad little room I had
attached to the Grand suite; it had a small work station and a pull-down
bed which doubled as a seat, two doors, one giving access to the suite
itself and the other out into the corridor and the rest of the train.

I stripped off shoes and socks, my trousers and jacket and threw on my
night shirt. I didn't want to have to iron my Jacket and trousers again in
the morning; and I was much more comfortable in the night shirt anyway. I
lay back with a cup of tea and was soon asleep.

The bang of the Grand Suite door hitting my chair woke me, I sat up, there
was someone in my room, I flicked on the light. It was the Young Master he
was staring at me, a confused look on his face; trying to work out why I
was in the toilet, by the look of his face, then it dawned on him.

`Oh Christ, sorry Albert, I was looking for the toilet, I must have gone
the wrong way'

`That's okay, the toilet is down the opposite end, Sir'

He gave me a beautiful smile, still looking very confused, those beautiful
green eyes, melted into me, his pyjama jacket was open to the waist;
revealing that amazing chest, I had drooled over last night and even more
impressive, was a thick hard cock sticking through the flies of his PJ
bottoms, his eyes followed mine to it.

`Oh, sorry Albert, I need a piss'

`Piss?

I giggled, not many Gentlemen said they needed a piss.

`You can use my chamber pot if it's really urgent, Sir'

I reached for my po, his face looked relieved, as I held it at waist height
for him, he seemed a bit unsteady on his feet.

`Are you okay Sir?

`Sorry, bit too much wine and the motion of the train'

`Steady yourself on me Sir'

He grinned and mouthed `thankyou' as he placed a hand on my shoulder, while
his other forced his swollen cock downwards in to the porcelain. He let out
a giggle

`It's not easy to piss when it's this hard'

`Er, can I help Sir?

`Yes...but call me Drageon...'

He ginned again nodding and gave me a little wink, I took hold of his cock,
wow, it was as hard as steel, and thick and warm. I pushed it downwards
some more, his whole body leaned forward, his pyjama jacket falling open,
giving me a clear view of his hairy chest and treasure trail, I leaned
forward and breathed in deeply. He huffed, I looked up into his face

`I am never going to be able to piss with it like this'

With his flared bellend inches from my mouth, I put the po back on the
floor. I reached out and cupped his balls, easing him closer to me, I
opened my mouth, he shuffled forward and let out a groan as my mouth closed
over his bellend. I sucked and worked on his shaft and bellend, he was
moaning and groaning appreciatively, both of his hands now on either side
of my head, he began to fuck my mouth and throat, I gasped for breath as he
pushed deep, I gagged and pulled myself off his cock.

`Sorry Sir, it's just so big'

He chuckled and stroked my face,

`You should try his Lordships it's even bigger'

`Really? No, it can't be'

He nodded and whispered

`Come on, he is asleep, you can see for yourself'

`But what if he wakes up Sir, I mean Drageon?

`He will love it...come on follow me...shush through'

Drageon, turned and gestured for me to follow him, he stood to the side and
let me go past him.

`Best get on your knees'

He whispered, giggling, I got down on my knees and felt my night shirt ride
up as I shuffled along, I looked back, Drageon was on his knees following
me. I stopped and looked back, just as his face bumped into my material
covered arse, he looked up grinning, I felt his hands slide my night shirt
up and over my arse, exposing it to him, his hands eased my cheeks apart
and I felt his lips kiss each cheek and then his tongue, lick along the
crack to my hole, he grunted as I pushed back, his grunting turning to
snoffling as he began to work my hole with his tongue, I was torn I wanted
this to continue, but I wanted to see this even bigger cock too.

I shuffled forward, he let out a low, no, but resumed crawling along behind
me, my white arse must have looked like a beacon to him. Once I was
alongside the lower bunk, he came to my side and, slowly, peeled back the
covers; his Lordship, was definitely sleeping, he was facing us on his
side. Drageon reached out for his fly and undid the button, before slipping
his hand inside, I watched open mouthed as he hauled out, what was the
biggest soft cock, I had ever seen, at least seven inches of fat cock
sausage and two enormous balls. Drageon, got close to my ear and whispered.

`Go on, he is asleep'

I tentatively reached out and took hold of his shaft, just behind his
bellend, I gave it a gently squeeze and leaned forward, taking his bellend
into my mouth, it was huge, big and soft and warm; it tasted meaty,
manly. I got to work on it, Drageon placed a hand on my back and gently
massaged me while I feasted, the cock began to grown, I was having problems
holding the huge head in my mouth, my tongue did its best pleasuring it. I
felt Drageon's hand reach out and grip the base of the shaft, I pulled the
bellend from my mouth as his head joined mine, he gave me another amazing
smile and our tongues joined forces licking and working the now throbbing
glans and cock lips, we took turns feeding it to each other, now being
rewarded, with copious amounts of precum, this was amazing. I glanced up at
his Lordships face, fuck, he was awake, his eye were wide open, I let go of
his cock and pulled back.

`Hey don't stop'

He stoked my cheek and eased my face back to his cock, smiling gently, he
looked at Drageon and whispered

`You're a bad man'

Drageon, just chuckled and moved back behind me, as I worked on his
Lordships cock, I felt two hands ease my bum cheeks apart again and a wet
tongue, was straight on to my hole. I moaned deeply on his Lordships cock
as a finger joined the tongue pushing into me, I pushed back; it had been
ages since, anyone had played with my arse. With his lordship now gripping
my head and gently fucking my mouth, I felt Drageon shuffling between my
legs, he pushed his fat bellend against my wet hole and increased the
pressure, gently rocking his hips, I was in heaven as I felt my arse slowly
swallow his flared cock head, his Lordship was reminding him to go slowly.

I was soon being fucked at both ends, Drageon's cock, now into its stride
rhythmically fucking me, his balls loudly slapping against my arse. His
Lordship's thick cock was only halfway into my mouth, it was just to big,
he continued to gently fuck my throat, as the tears streamed down my
cheeks, he kept up a constant stream of encouragement. Drageon's hand
dropped and gripped my own hard cock, he gripped the shaft and began to
wank me in time with his thrusts, I knew I wouldn't last long, His Lordship
came first, his cum spraying out the side of my mouth in to the bedsheets,
I was madly trying to swallow it, but it overwhelmed my ability to swallow,
Drageon picked up his pace and anyone passing the Grand Suite would now be
in no doubt someone was being well fucked, he thrusts got faster and faster
as did his hand, I felt my knees begin to buckle as he fucked me forward,
deeper and harder, my cock and balls gave up the fight and spewed my cum
onto the carpet, as with a final roar, he slammed me to the floor, my
sphincter spasming in time to his throbbing shaft, spurt after spurt,
coated my insides. Within a few minutes he slid off me on to the floor, his
cock still thick and fat, but no longer made of iron, he staggered to his
feet and gripped his swaying eight inches, grinned and waggled it at me.

`Hey I can piss now'

And he was gone, I scrambled to get off the floor pulling my nightshirt
back down over me, I stared at the floor and took a quick glance at his
Lordship. Phew he was smiling, I had no idea what to say, so I trotted out
a company line.

`If there is anything else you need please use the buzzer your Lordship'

And I retired to my room.


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