Date: Mon, 16 Nov 2020 16:27:46 +0000 (GMT)
From: "blackscar01@btinternet.com" <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 52

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He shuffled on top of me, his legs astride my groin, our mouths meeting
once more, both able to taste the cum of the other guys from each other's
lips. I felt Davy's hand reach back and grip my throbbing cock, he tapped
it against his hole and winked at me, he held it firm as he eased himself
back on to me, his pucker, opening slowly to swallow my large cockhead, he
gasped and grinned.

`It's getting easier'

I nodded and a little voice to our left mumbled

`Slag'

Drageon's head, lifted and peered at us again; oh, and that smile, followed
by a seriously sexy wink.

The morning light revealed a bed covered with six sweaty naked men, bodies
variously entangled, the smell of sex, heavy in the air and more than one
morning glory.

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Operation Pied Piper – Part 52



Davy takes over the story


On the Sunday morning Forts and I had decided to have some time together,
Athol had suggested, we go and see my parents and although that had seemed
like a good idea at the time; when I thought more about it, I wasn't so
sure; what if they wouldn't let me go back to the Castle.

So out we went for the morning, I think Forts intended all along we would
end up in my parent's street, once it dawned on me where we were, I wasn't
very happy. I made him hid in a door way with me, watching the coming and
goings, like I said, he seemed to want to be there far more than me.

`Davy, is that your Mum? ...Oh, no it can't be she is pushing a pram'

`A pram?

I looked up and peered through the bushes, it was Mum and that was Dad
beside her; she was pushing a pram. Fort's saw my face.

`Maybe she is babysitting someone's kid?

`Well they haven't said anything about me having a new brother or sister'

`Do you want to go and say hello?

`No, I want to go back to the Hotel, how could they have another baby and
not tell me?

I think even Forts was at a loss, he just smiled and put his arm round me.

`Come on then, let's head back to the Hotel'

Fort's was doing a great job of keeping changing the subject; not once did
he answer, who he thought was in the pram. I was a bit quiet when we
arrived back at the Hotel. Archie, Callum, Gethin and Athol, were all still
in bed, Forts spoke to Athol and the next thing, we were all off out
shopping, new clothes and a wooden model of a spitfire for me, I was made
up.



Athol continues the story


The four of us had been spending Sunday morning in bed; drinking Champagne
and enjoying various room service treats; luckily the Luftwaffe stayed
away, so no more air raid sirens. Davy and Forts, had gone out early, I had
suggested that they pop in on Davy's parents; Davy didn't seem very keen,
maybe he sensed something from his letters, who knows, but we could all see
how quiet he was when they came back just before dinner. Drageon spoke to
me and told me what they had seen, I was a bit cross, why hadn't they just
gone and said hello, then at least they would have known, now he would be
worrying until he found out.

A quick word with the others and we all decided to get up and hit the
shops; spoil Davy a bit, try and take his mind off it. So, several clothes
shops and then Hamleys; the biggest toy shop in the world, later, Davy had
some nice new outfits to wear, apart from his kilt back in Scotland and
also a rather impressive wooden model of a Spitfire Fighter, Gethin had
found. In the evening, we all stayed in the suite, eating in the room and
drinking of course, just cuddling up really, enjoying each other's company.

Monday morning saw us all up and washed early, Drageon and I went to sign
the adoption papers. Mr Mishcon to his credit had them completed and had
secured an emergency hearing that week, so hopefully all would be completed
soon. He had looked with scepticism, when, I related what had happened to
Mr Duff, stating he didn't want to know anymore. Luckily; Mr Duff, had only
written to Mishcon and not the Courts; so, his letter as good as never
existed; he shredded it in front of us. I would have to make sure Mishcon
got a good hamper at Christmas.

I had Archie take Davy for some last-minute shopping, to spoil him with a
few more bits. Gethin and Callum had gone off, and had their meetings, so
it was early afternoon, when we all met back up at Biggin Hill, to fly back
home. It was a shame we wouldn't get to experience the train again, but it
was much nicer for us all to be traveling together.

Drageon and I arrived last, it was amazing to watch how Drageon had grown
up; is that the right phrase, he was always sensible, but seemed now to be
carrying himself with a new baring. Oh, he hugged and kissed Davy, but
something was different, was he happier in his skin now? I didn't know.

`Come on you two, there is a Jerry raid building up over the coast, I want
to get away before it arrives'

Gethin was waving us over, the DC3's propellers were already turning and
glancing about it was obvious a squadron scrabble was about to begin,
several of the Spitfire Fighters engines were firing up too. We barely got
our bums in the seats, before Gethin banged on the metal body of the plane,
the engines roared and the plane began taxing to the runway, it wasn't
Gethin or Callum who were flying, but this pilot was not hanging about, as
soon as we got on the runway, the engines began to accelerate and we were
pushed back into our seats as the plane hasten down the runway.

Callum was scanning out of one of the windows, he banged the window

`Oh shit, hold on to your hats everyone'

I hadn't seen the flare slowly descending, or heard the wail of the air
raid siren, our own engine noise drowned it out; the pilot hauled back on
the stick and our plane lumbered into the sky, we began a sharp rapid turn
to the north. Then everything went into slow motion, Gethin and Callum
leapt out of their seats as the thud, thud, thud, thud of bullets hitting
the plane fuselage rang out, these holes immediately flooding the inside of
the plane with mini beams of bright light, a row of them straight down the
plane.

Callum and Gethin, threw themselves over Drageon and Davy as the plane
began to take evasive manoeuvres. I glanced to Archie he was gripping the
seat arm as much as I was, he mouthed I love you, as more holes torn along
the plane. Through the confusion, I could hear the pilot on the radio
requesting help, stating we were under attack and who he had on board. I
glanced out of the window, I could feel the panic rising in me, then for
the second time in the war, I saw the flash of German iron crosses and the
black swastika on the tail, as a German fighter tore past us, Gethin and
Callum leapt up, Gethin screaming

`That should, bloody well never have happened, you both okay?

Archie and I nodded as the plane continued taking evasive manoeuvres,

`You boys okay?

Drageon nodded, he was tightly holding Davys hand, Davy's face was as white
as a sheet. Callum stopped by him and kissed his head

`We are going to fine, don't worry'

The Pilots voice screamed back at us

`He's coming in again'

The words had barely left his mouth as he threw the plane into another
violent manoeuvre, Callum, dragged himself forward to the window next to
Davy, more thuds hit the plane, Callum collapsed to the floor, a dark patch
spreading on his uniform jacket. Stunned, Davy, touched his own face and
began screaming as he looked at his hand, he looked round at me, his face
was spattered with blood. Gethin was straight over. I went to undo my seat
belt, Gethin barked at me to stay in my seat. Davy was hysterically
screaming, pulling at Callum, Drageon was trying to help. The relief as
Callum with Gethin and Drageon's help hauled himself up, forcing a smile,
his sleeve now dark red.

`I'm fine, it's just my arm the bastard hit'

Callum, got in front of Davy, who was sobbing his face consumed with fear.

`Hey, I'm fine, I'm fine'

Callum hugged Davy, Gethin, threw a first aid box at me,

`Now you can help'

He was looking out of the windows, clinging onto the airframe as we seemed
to skim across the treetops.

`Oh thank, fuck, Spits are here'

Gethin scrambled along to the cockpit as Archie and I tended to Callum's
arm, Drageon was out of his seat hugging and kissing Davy and wiping
Callum's blood off his face, Gethin came back to us.

`We are heading to RAF Northolt, get dopey some medical treatment and the
plane checked'

He patted Callum on the back, chuckling, relief written all over his face.

So, there you have it, we went from serenity to all hell braking loose,
then once the Spitfires arrived to practically resuming our flight, we
landed fifteen minutes later, Davy sitting in Drageon's lap, they had both
had a terrible fright.

We were all taken off the plane, it was only then that I saw the pilot had
also been injured, hit in the legs, it was amazing he had managed to land
the plane. I thanked him profusely as he was loaded into the waiting
ambulance along with Callum. The plane, well it looked like a colander,
holes everywhere and long black oil smears along the fuselage.

I think a few of the ground crew got the shock of their lives as Group
Captain Evans, got off the plane, the base's senior officer was summoned
and arrived moments later he took us all to his married quarters. He told
us that one of the German Fighter's had been shot down the other had
escaped, the Base Commander and Gethin, left us, while the base commander's
wife; sylvia, looked after us, Archie and me sat hugging Davy and Drageon
as much for their benefits as ours, if I am honest.

Roughly an hour later, Callum was back with us, his arm in a sling,
luckily, he was wearing a new jacket; no one needed reminding of the blood
covered one, he came in smiling and winked at Davy, who leapt out of
Archie's lap and grabbed Callum, hugging him tightly.

`Hey come on, sorry I frightened you'

Davy, couldn't speak.

`Come on, I get a few weeks off to recover, can I stay at the Castle with
you?

Davy was half crying, half laughing as he nodded, Callum leant over and
pinched Drageon's cheek, winking at him.

`Never a dull moment with your uncle Callum, you two huh?

Drageon, hugged him too, a kafuffle, just outside announced the return of
Gethin as he came back into the room, surrounded by flunkies. Callum,
pulled away from Davy and Drageon and stood to attention and saluted,
Gethin mouthed to me `I love it when he has to do that'.

`Right everyone, our original DC3 is going nowhere, they have another one
here and I think we should push on back to Dyce as soon as possible'

We all nodded, I turned to Gethin.

`How is the pilot, Gethin, err, Group Captain?

`He is doing well, nothing serious luckily'

Gethin hesitated and then winked at me before he gave a slight bow

`Your Lordship'

The base Commander, a Wing Commanders' face was a picture.

`Your Lordship, sorry I had no idea, is there anything else we can get for
you?

`Well I would like to invite that young pilot to recover up at Fraser
Castle if, he would like that?

`I will pass that on to Miles'

He gave another little bow and got himself out of the room.

We saw him again as we boarded our second plane of the day, he had a big
smile on his face.

`Your Lordship, I wondered if you would like this'

He held up a roughly cut piece of metal emblazoned with a black swastika.

`It is off the plane that tried to shoot you down'

`Wing Commander, thank you, I would love it, and I know just the place in
the Castle for it'

I shook his hand and thanked him and his wife for everything before
boarding the plane. We took off about ten minutes later heading off into
the relative safety of the night sky and the North. We put Davy and Drageon
in to some quite seats, wrapping them in blankets, the four of us sitting
nearer the front. Gethin, his face now showing the strain of the day, took
my hand.

`Athol, I am so, sorry about that, it should never have happened, the pilot
and I were told that the raid was still building, over the channel,
apparently we were jumped by a couple of rogue advanced fighters'

`Gethin, it's not your fault, it's no one's fault, it's this bloody
war. Are you and Callum still going to be able to stay on for the rest of
the week? I know it will mean a lot to Davy, well to all of us really'

`Yes, I managed to sort that'

`Great, Davy and Drageon will be pleased'

Archie coughed, he reached into his coat and pulled out a bottle of scotch.

`Where did that come from?

`Err, well, I am sure the Savoy won't miss, one bottle'

He grinned, opening it, he passed it round to us all, we all needed it. We
all managed to grab some sleep, landing at RAF Dyce in Aberdeen at
dawn. Gethin sorted out a lorry to get us all back to the Castle, he would
follow on later; pulling up in front of the Castle, was a tremendous
relief; all safe and well.

Archie, jumped down from the lorry, he was staring towards the paddock.

`Whose horse is that?

Drageon joined him, walking over to the paddock, I shouted over at Archie.

`Don't tell me another horse has been dumped here?

Archie looked back at me

`This is too fine a horse to have been dumped'

To me it just looked like a large black horse. As Callum and Archie,
exchanged glances I turned to Davy

`Come on Davy, let's get you inside, see if Mr Duncan has anything for us'



Archie take up the story


I stood looking at this black monster, it was a Clydesdale, a beautiful
animal, as Callum, Drageon and I looked at it, Gary came staggering up from
the stable with a large bulging hay net. He smiled over the hay

`Hey, your back, have a nice time? Hi Drageon, do you mind it I still call
you Forts?

I interrupted before Forts had a chance to answer

`Err, Gary, where did this horse come from?

Sensing I was being very serious, Gary became more formal

`Sorry, Mr Campbell, it appeared the morning after you all left for London,
I thought you had brought it here'

`Me? I know nothing about it'

Callum, leaned in and whispered,

`This is the horse, from the storm'

I nodded.

`Gary can I have a word, Callum can you take Drageon back up to the Castle,
I will, meet you all later'

I took Gary's arm and began walking back towards the stables.

`Gary, were did you go the other night?

`Which night'

`Gary, no messing about, the night of the storm, you ran out saying you
knew where Mr Duff lived and that you would sort things'

`Did I? I don't remember that'

`Gary, this is bloody serious, where did you go?

I grabbed his arm, he pulled it free from me

`I didn't do anything, I woke in the walled garden office, the next
morning, now if there is nothing else, Sir, I have to get on'

I watched him, turn and walk quickly towards the walled garden, I didn't
want to accuse him of anything, in fact, if he had killed that old bastard,
I should be rewarding him, but something wasn't right.

I carried on under the stable arch, a shiver went down my spine, it was
right there against the wall, were I had flattened myself as that
`possessed' horse had galloped past. I needed to give myself a slap, my
mind was racing again, I checked on all the horses, receiving a special
welcome from Morag and Daphne, they seemed to look past me; I chuckled
probably looking for Forts. I peered into the old tack room, I walked down
to the wall of old coats and oilskins; what was drawing me there. That
chill ran down my neck again; I really needed to pull myself together,
there are no such things as ghosts and possessed horses.

`Everything okay Archie?

I jumped

`Hey are you okay? Sorry I didn't mean to make you jump'

Forts was standing at the door, wow he looked the part, black knee length
riding boots, tight tan jodhpurs and a neat black jacket.

`Wow, looking good Forts'

I looked him up and down

`I didn't realise you were Jewish'

`I'm not'

He glanced down at himself and then laughed as I winked

`Oh, my mistake...you're not leaving too much to the imagination their
Forts'

`That's what Davy said'

He pulled the material away from his cock, it made no difference as soon as
he let it go, it gripped him once more. I turned back to the hanging coats.

`Is there something you're looking for Archie?

`No, not really...you didn't find anything really old, did you?'

`It was all pretty old'

Forts thought for a moment

`There was an old oilskin, smelled awful, I chucked it away'

I turned back to the coats

`Hang on that's it, how did that get back there?

Forts came up behind me and pushed aside a couple of coats pulling out an
old oilskin cloak; my heart missed a beat, it was black and had a very old
style of cut, it was the very one I had seen on the rider the night of the
storm. I shivered.

`How did this get back in here? It's damp too'

Forts sniffed it and held it out at arm's length.

`I was sure I threw it away'

He began to bundle it up

`Maybe we should just leave it here'

Forts looked at me as if I had gone mad.

`Just leave it what harm can it do?

Forts shrugged his shoulders and hung the oilskin back up.

`So, are we keeping that horse too? If we are. I will need to make up
another stall for it'

`Yes, for now, I must find out where it came from'

I left Forts making up the stall and headed back to the Castle; no closer
to discovering what had happened the night of the storm. I glanced over at
the black horse again, it seemed to be watching me. Enough Archie, I
changed direction and walked over to it, it was wearing a halter, I took
hold of it and opened the gate and led it down towards the stables.

Forts obviously heard me approaching, those huge shod hooves certainly made
enough noise.

`Wow he is a beauty, isn't he?

`Fort, have we got a saddle that would fit his monster?

`I think, it will have to be Lightening's saddle and bridle'

`Grab them can you, I want to give this beast a try'

`Sure, can I come, if I get Thunder tacked up'

`Sure'

A few moments later, both horses stood, ready to go'

I got Forts to hold on to `Satan', yes not a very nice name, but it seemed
to fit and was the first thing that came into my mind. I hauled myself up
and into the saddle. With a blood curdling whinny, up it went on its back
legs, Forts lost grip of the bridle.

`Forts get out the way, woo boy woo, easy, easy'

I held on for dear life, as the horse reared and bucked, its mane and tail
flying high, the hooves clattered on to the cobbles throwing up great
sheets of sparks.

`Get back Forts, get back'

Still rearing and still with me holding on, its cries, ear piercing
whinnies, had all the other horses peering out of their stalls. I could
tell I was tiring, but didn't fancy being slung to the cobbles, round and
round we went as I struggled for control.

`Easy boy, easy'

I glanced down, as Gary appeared from nowhere and grabbed the bridle

`East, easy'

Don't ask me why, but that beast immediately seemed to calm down, its eyes
focusing on Gary; Gary stared up at me

`Are you okay, Archie?

I nodded and quickly dismounted.

`You and I are going to have a word Gary, right now'


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