Date: Wed, 23 Dec 2020 13:28:06 +0000 (GMT)
From: "blackscar01@btinternet.com" <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 70a

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An update from Archie.

Several weeks had passed since those awful few days, but some good had come
out of them. Athol had trod that unpleasant tightrope with consummate
skill, just like I had expected him too. I had supported him from the
shadows, you would expect no less. Now with Christmas just a couple of
weeks away, a return to good will was just what was needed.

Davy, was well on the way to a full recovery, even wanting to join Forts
and Gary's running and fitness group. This had really taken off, and now
the entire school, wind, rain, sun or hail gathered every morning in the
courtyard and set off round the Castle grounds perimeter. With the Army
PTI's help, log obstacles had been placed every few hundred yards, these
combined with the running were toning everyone up beautifully.

The Boxing Club? Yes, that two had been formed, led by me and yes with
McPhee helping.

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Operation Pied Piper – Part 70a



Forts pics up the story


`Morning Gary, ...Floyd, ...McPhee'

I acknowledged each as they came up and then looked round at the assembled
runners in their white shirt's shorts and plimsoles.

`That seems to be everyone Forts, even Mr Evans has even decided to join us
this morning'

Gary grinned as he waved at Mr Evans. It was still dark, the winter sun
only now breaking across the horizon, I had been amazed how popular, these
morning runs had become amongst the pupils and staff, even on this Saturday
the 7th of December. Well, I say popular, Athol had made it compulsory for
pupils or those well enough anyway; hopefully Davy would be able to start
soon; I had promised to take him out a few times alone, just us, so he
could catch up and re build his fitness.

`Forts, how's Davy?

I still had an internal struggle to deal with when McPhee spoke to me; this
was multiplied tenfold, when he spoke about Davy. I spat back at him.

`Still, not well enough to join us'

McPhee turned away, Gary touched my arm and whispered.

`Come on Forts he is trying, that was a bit harsh'

`Fuck him, he is never going to be a friend of mine'

Gary shook his head and set off to the front of the group, I could see him
chatting to McPhee, then he clapped his hands

`Come on guys, let's get going, McPhee, you lead off with me, Forts, keep
those stragglers going and look after Mr Evans'

He gave a chuckle and set off like the Pied Piper towards the stable block,
where the first exercise area was. I was more than happy to be at the back,
anywhere than with that tosser. I was just motivating the first years, when
Archie came jogging out of the Castle.

`Phew, made it, sorry I was sorting out Athol'

He gave me a wink

`Are you sure you're not too tired then?

`Watch it whippersnapper'

He laughed patting me on the back and we set off. Now, some of you will be
wondering what's been happening in the last few weeks; well. The school
term finished, and my time as pupil of Harrow Boys School, had come to an
end, I was now a member of staff; well officially at least, I was on the
books. Athol had originally wanted me to consider continuing my education
at Oxford or Cambridge, I decided to make up my mind in a year, I couldn't
leave Davy.

Davy's recovery had gone well, and as I stood down as Head Boy and Lead
Prefect at that final Assembly of 1940; Davy had been named my successor
too much cheering, even from you know who.

Archie and I had been spending lots of time together, he was teaching me
all he knew about working with horses; we had even got Morag back doing
some light work. Daphne; my little princess, was still my favourite and I
spoiled her whenever I could; she was coming on a dream. It had taken a bit
of convincing, but I finally managed with Gary's help to convince Archie to
let Pegasus mate with Morag this coming year; that should be some foal.

`Come on Patterson, keep up, no one said it was easy'

Patterson was one of the new first years, Athol had asked all the families
of the new pupils if they could join us for Christmas, so they could get to
know us, and we them, and to assist with them settling into the life of the
school. Davy had been really active in welcoming and making sure all the
new boys, were comfortable and felt welcomed. I was so proud of him, he had
been worried about taking over my roles of lead Prefect and Head Boy, but I
had every faith in him. We soon arrived at the first exercise point, these
although very popular with the boys, did cause tail backs, Archie and I
jogged on the spot, rather than get cold.


**

McPhee continues the story


I walked away, I kept trying to make up with Forts, but it wasn't
happening; yes, I know I had been a dick, well worse than that, but I was
trying to move on, but with animosity between me and the two most popular
guys in the school, that was proving impossible. No matter how bad you have
been, having guys turn their backs on you, really hurts.

`Gary, tell me, what more can I do, every time I try to speak to Forts, I
get a cricket bat in my face'

Gary, looked at me and shrugged

`You have pissed him off pretty bad, I don't think he will ever forgive you
for thumping Davy. Maybe it is Davy you should start with, have you two
spoken since?

`No, he ignores me or avoids me too, he looks like he thinks I am going to
hit him'

You did, beat him up pretty bad, what do you expect. Come on let's get this
run going and we can talk'

Gary clapped his hands several times, then addressing the group shouted.

`Come on guys, let's get going, McPhee, you lead off with me, Forts, keep
those stragglers going and look after Mr Evans'

Gary led us off at a trot, heading towards the first of the ten exercise
areas now set up round the Castle. I glanced at Gary as we ran

`So, you think I should try and speak to Davy first?

`Well, if you can win round Davy and he is happy, Forts usually is'

`I had no idea when I first got here, I thought they were just fuck mates,
but they really care about each other...I wish I had realised that'

`Yes, they are very much in love'

I think I made a Mmmm noise, we carried on running, then Gary chuckled

`What's this I was told, that you were found in bed with them both?

`Archie, told you I bet, yeah it was an amazing night, I thought all my
Christmas' had come at once, hoped for many more sessions like that one...'

`Then you fucked it up?

It sounded both a statement and a question.

`Yes, thanks for reminding me, I know I fucked it up, I would do anything
to turn back time'

`I wish you luck with that one, they are very much in love and very
protective of each other'

I nodded, he seemed to think for a moment, then glanced at me again

`So, what's your story McPhee?'

`Can you call me Chris, Gary, if that's okay?

`Sure, so what's your story?

`You mean MacDonald hasn't told you?

`Well, I would like to hear it from you'

`Well, my dad is the Earl Kingholm, the Kings second Cousin, I am one of
his illegitimate children, there are three of us and two legitimate heirs'

Gary looked at me

`So, we have something in common then'

`Do we?

`Yeah, my father was an aristo too'

`Oh, I didn't know, which one?

`It doesn't matter, I shouldn't have mentioned it, but put it this way, I
know how it feels'

`Go on, who, you can tell me?

`Come on, lets pick up the pace, I have no idea what you're talking about'

The first exercise point was a bar about a foot off the ground, which we
had to do press ups on, Gary and I demonstrated what was required and then
stood while the boys completed the exercises safely; once we were joined by
Forts and Archie, we led those who had already finished on to the next
exercise place. Before setting off and seeing Archie was nearby, I thought
I would try speaking with Forts again.

`Forts, Archie and I were hoping you and Davy would join the boxing club,
we would love to have you there'

Forts ignored me and looked at Archie, then at me

`Need more punch bags, do you? Well, you might not like this one, it hits
back'

Forts prodded himself in the chest as he spoke and turned away, muttering,
I am pretty sure the word was "cunt". I looked to Archie, who just shrugged
his shoulders, shaking his head.

`Ready McPhee?

`Yeah, lead on Gary'

We set off again, Gary looked at me

`Another cricket bat?

I nodded; he gave me a smile.

`Come on lets up the pace'

I had just nodded, when Archie caught us up

`Guys, I can see your deep in talk and thought, your pace is spreading us a
bit thin; why don't you two, power on, I will lead the boys, while you get
it out of your systems'

Gary, looked at Archie

`Are you sure?

Archie nodded and looked at me

`Are you okay? It's not going unnoticed; you keep offering the olive
branch'

I laughed forcing a smile, then pulling a face.

`I am trying, do you want to help me pull it out of my arse, where he
stuffed it'

Archie chuckled.

`Yeah, he wont even listen to me'

Archie shook his head, glancing back at Forts.

`On you both go, pound that earth'

Gary looked at me and then set off at a sprint, me, fast in pursuit. The
next exercise was a pull ups bar; you had to jump or have someone help lift
you to it. Gary went first, I stood in front of him and gripped him round
the waist, his shirt slid up his body, revealing his hairy happy trail and
chest.

`Hey, you look just like Forts'

Gary chuckled

`Our cocks are the same too'

`Really?

`Well, loads of the guys couldn't tell the difference'

Gary winked at me grinning

`Tell me more'

`One day, one day, perhaps'

I lifted Gary up so both his hands were now supporting his weight on the
bar.

`Well, I will just have to check for myself'

With that, I pulled down his shorts, his cock, flopped out, semi hard, his
shorts gathering at his ankles.

`Oi'

I took hold of his shaft

`Hang on, it doesn't look much like Forts at the moment'

I leant forward and fed his stiffening cock into my mouth, my hand working
the skin back and squeezing at the same time. I heard Gary groaning and
felt his cock throb as it grew; wow, his bellend was like Forts, it began
to swell in my mouth, I ran my tongue over and over the cockhead, hearing
more and deeper groans.

`Fuck let me down, I am slipping off the bar'

I glanced up and winked as I continued to suck and lick him. Even his balls
were like Forts, his eight-inch shaft, near identical, I gripped Gary's
hips and pulled him deeper into my throat.

`I can't hold on any more'

His swaying and struggling, just thrust his cock deeper into my mouth; I
had an idea, I got his legs over my shoulders and slowly stood, taking the
weight off his arms, he was now sitting on my chest, his cock deep in my
mouth his legs over my shoulders, with me standing feasting on his cock, he
regripped onto the bar, gently thrusting his hips forward as he fucked my
mouth, his thighs gripping my cheeks.

`Well, I can honestly say I have never been sucked in this position before'

He moaned; one hand dropping to the back of my head, he pulled me on to
him, filling the back of my throat, with his bellend as I sucked and he
fucked. It wasn't long before; my taste buds were being awoken with his
sweet salty precum, I worked harder, my tongue really going to town on his
shaft and cockhead; I managed to get one of my hands up to his hairy arse,
I eased my fingers between his hairy buns, they slid easily in the
lubricating sweat the run had produced. My digits were soon, exploring
round and pushing into his hole, his groans and moans increased in both
volume and intensity.

I felt around the velvet surface inside his arse hole, my exploring fingers
knowing exactly what they were looking for; who needs a x to mark the spot
when you hear the groan I heard. I gently tapped the hard nut, his thighs
tightened round my head, his cock oozed more precum into my hungry mouth. I
kept up my assault on his man nut, soon he was writhing all over my face,
the smell of his sweaty pubes, now joining all the other things turning me
on. My own cock was still trapped in my shorts, leaking copious amounts of
precum into them.

`Oh fuck, oh fuck'

He gasped, as the back of my throat was coated with splat after splat of
his thick creamy cum. I swallowed as fast as I could, my finger being
massaged by his arse muscles as he came, with his final spasms and judders,
he let go of the bar, I bent my knees lowering him to the ground, he
staggered off me, bending over his hands on his knees, his cheeks blowing
as he got his breath back and came down from his high.

He stood grinning,

`You are so going to get it at the next exercise point'

I smiled back

`Come on then let's get going'


**


Davy continues the Story


I had been amazed when I had been voted to be Forts successor; no really, I
wasn't sure I could follow in Forts footsteps, they were pretty big shoes
to fill. Forts and I had sat and chatted about it, after Floyd said he was
going to propose me. I had said I didn't think I could do what Forts did,
he had cuddled up to me and told me what was needed was me doing what I
did, not being a Forts clone; so, I accepted the nomination.

I was looking forward to joining the running group, I wasn't sure about the
boxing club yet, but that was something I had to sort out in my own head.

Forts and I had just separated on the stairs as he had left to help with
the morning run, I went into the dining room.

`Good morning Mr Duncan?

`Hello Davy, how are you feeling?

`Good thanks'

`Oh, hang on Davy, I have the latest copy of `Stars and Starlets', there
are some super films being released this month'

Mr Duncan vanished in to the Kitchen, returning clutching a magazine he
hurried over to where I had sat down.

`Look, Look, `The Son of Monte Cristo' with Louis Hayward and Joan Bennett,
that should be a great swashbuckler, oh, and Sabu is returning in `The
Thief of Bagdad' with Conrad Veidt. Oh, not sure about this one'

He pointed to "Go West" by the Marx Brothers, no I would probably give that
a miss too.

`What's that about Cary Grant?'

I pointed at one of the articles. Gregor's eye's followed mine and he began
to read.

`Oh, he is in "The Philadelphia Story" with Katherine Hepburn and James
Stewart, that should be good too'

I nodded; Gregor looked wistfully at the glossy pictures shaking his head.

`I suppose it will be a while before we get to see them over here, do you
fancy going with me?

I nodded

`That would be great, they will all arrive at the Victoria Cinema, in
Inverurie eventually'

I smiled as Gregor stood up and looked at his watch,

`Best get on, are you going to wait for them all to come back or have
something now?

`I will wait, thank you Mr Duncan'

Gregor vanished back into the kitchen; Athol's voice boomed out behind me.

`There you are Davy'

`Good morning Mr MacDonald'

`Davy, is Forts about? I was wanting to ask him to do the tree again this
year for the Great Hall; I can leave you and the first and second years to
decorate it I hope, in your new role as Lead Prefect. Oh, and Major
Farquharson, has sent an invite to a pre-Christmas bash at the Officers
mess for staff and Prefects, the only thing is its at Fort George just near
Inverness, which would mean an overnight stay, and we all know what that
means'

He chuckled out loud, Athol obviously didn't want a response to his
statements, as he had turned and was going out the door when he called
back.

`Have Forts come and see me once he is back'

I got myself up and shouted into the kitchen.

`Okay Mr Duncan, I will see you once we come down for Breakfast'

`Okay Davy'

I made my way up the stairs, I wanted to be ready, for when Forts got back,
my cracked ribs had reduced us to the occasional kisses and not much else;
today that was going to change; ever since he had started running, the
smell from him when he got back, his fit body glistening in sweat, steam
rising from him as he stripped off, the aromas had been driving me wild
with desire and lust, today I intended to act. I stood by the window
watching for them coming back; unsure if Forts would be one of the first or
one of the last.

The crunch of feet on gravel heralded the return of the runners, I watched
down into the yard, trying to pick out Forts from the steaming bodies, I
couldn't see him. I did see McPhee glance up at the window, I moved away,
just seeing him set my panic levels rising; and no, we hadn't spoken since
the incident, I had nothing to say to him. I edged back to the window,
McPhee was now talking to Gary; ah there was Forts, he immediately looked
up and began waving, his smile, when I raised my hand, clearly visible even
five stories up, warmed my heart.

I stripped off and stood behind the door, waiting for him to come up
stairs, the door burst open.

`Davy? ... Davy?

I closed the door behind him and grabbed him, wrapping my arms round him
from the back, I licked up his neck to his ear.

`I have been waiting for you'

`For me? is everything okay?

I licked his neck again, my tongue absorbing the salt on his skin, he gave
a little moan and tilted his head exposing more of his neck. I felt for the
hem of his running shirt and slowly began to peel it up, the damp material
sticking to his back as I slowly moved it. He put his hand on mine,
stopping me moving his shirt any higher.

`Davy, this is really turning me on, its going to be cruel if you suddenly
stop'

`Who says I am going to stop...'

I licked behind his ear, he turned towards me and pulled his shirt off over
his head, his eyes those of an excited puppy.

`Really? You're feeling that much better?

I nodded; he was grinning and went to drop his shorts, I stopped him,

`Just lay back, leave stripping you off to me, just get your bum on the
bed'

`Don't you want me to shower first, I stink'

`Forts, but what a stink'

I eased him back on to the bed, he flopped back grinning. I lifted his
right leg, I could feel the dampness from his sock, I held his foot to my
nose and slowly began to peel his sock off his foot, the damp hairs on his
legs sticking to my hand. I hung the sock round my neck and removed the one
from his left foot too; his eyes never left mine. I moved forward bending
his knees and pushing them back and apart slightly. The fresh funk from his
feet, flooding my senses with his pheromones, the very essence of what made
him so incredibly horny, I closed my eyes and heard him gasp, I licked from
his heel, up and over his arch, then down his instep to his sole, then
slowly on to his big toe, first on his left and then on his right foot. The
heat of his skin saturating my taste buds, I licked over on to the bridge
of his foot, the patches of wispy hairs tickling my nose, now those of you
keeping track will realise only his toes to go, I sucked each in to my
mouth, my tongue removing any trace of his morning exertions.

Bong, Bong, Bong

Forts sighed, shit it's the breakfast gong, I faced him removing his little
toe from my mouth.

`Do you want me to stop then?

His face burst into a big smile

`Hell no'

He shuffled down his shorts, his rock-hard cock sprung out and slapped
against his stomach before hovering expectantly, its bellend fully exposed
and dripping precum, Forts gripped it at the base and waggled it at me.

`But if you don't get to my cock soon, it might explode'

He laughed; but at the same time looked a bit desperate, I took hold of his
shorts, which he had shook up to his thighs and pulled them off his legs
and feet, he shuffled further back on the bed and opened his legs wide. Now
I had intended to work my way slowly their but, I couldn't resist the
vision before me, a thick rock hard eight inches of man meat, proudly
standing from the base of his Happy Trail, his two fat eggs bunched nicely
below his shaft.  So, forgoing the pleasure for now, of exploring the rest
of his legs with my tongue, I clambered on to the bed between his thighs
and dropped my head to his ball sac.

I could immediately smell the funk of fresh sweat, I licked over his balls;
my tongue exploding with his taste. I pushed his balls to one side and
buried my tongue into the crease between them and his thigh. My tongue was
momentarily stung; reacting to the bitter, yet horny taste of sweat. I
licked again, pushing my tongue deep under his ball sac and then following
the crease to his thick pubes, it was over whelming. I glanced at Forts,
hearing the familiar click, click, Click, he was gripping his shaft tight
and wanking his hard cock, he pointed the bellend at me, gasping.

`Please Davy, suck me, please'

I licked across his balls to the base of his shaft, I began to lick up the
thick meat, immediately tasting his precum, which his hand had beaten to a
froth. I licked it off his fingers and off the shaft, he pointed each digit
at me allowing my mouth to work on them. I glanced at him again smiling, he
waggled his hard cock at me pleading.

`Davy please'

I let my fingers replace his on the shaft and eased the straining beast
back towards my mouth. The head throbbed as his precum dribbled out towards
my waiting tongue, he groaned, as I licked across his cock lips, I could
feel the stretched back shaft straining to return to the vertical, each
pulse and throb forcing more precum onto my waiting tongue. I opened wide
and took his bellend into my mouth again, my tongue swirling over the fat
head, coating itself in his man goo, each molecule igniting fireworks in my
head.

Forts was laying on his back pushing his hips up, forcing his shaft and
cockhead deeper into my mouth. All my plans, for slowly body washing him
with my tongue, were falling apart, I wanted him in me; it had been too
long. I let his cock pull from my mouth it slapped against his stomach with
a loud wet smack. I put my chin into his treasure trail and slowly began to
push up towards his abs, slowly crawling forward, my tongue licking the
tiny glistening droplets of sweat scattered throughout his course body
hairs, they exploded on my tongue; reminding me of Champagne bubbles; but
so much tastier, salty like the caviar we had at the Savoy. With his hands
now gripping my sides, trying to pull me up towards him. I managed one
quick lick of each nipple and a minute buried in the thick hair between his
pecs, my body staggering under the amazing assault on my senses his hot
sweaty body was making on me.

Our faces finally arrived inches apart, I grinned and winked. He forcibly
grabbed the sides of my head and pulled my mouth to his, his tongue
flattening any resistance from my lips, he thrust it into my mouth. His
groans and moans of pleasure, combining with mine to become our musical
Hallelujah to our love. I felt back, smearing his precum soaked cockhead on
my hole; I gasped as he pushed into me, my hole stinging at the assault of
something so big after so long. Sensing me tense he panicked and froze

`Sorry, sorry'

I put my fingers to his lips, as I slowly forced myself lower down his
shaft; my hole once more enjoying the feeling of every lump and bump as it
repossessed what belonged to it. With my thighs either side of his hips I
began to ride his shaft, rocking and rolling my hips, my arse cheeks
kneading his balls behind me, mine bouncing on his happy trail as I wanked
myself furiously; stuffed with his thick shaft. He lightly gripped my hips
bouncing me on him.

`No, no, Davy sorry, no, shit sorry, uuurgh'

He was tensing, straining to prevent the inevitable; he lost, his hips
thrust up, burying his cockhead as deep as his shaft could, I felt his
shaft swell, a ripple began at his balls and growing travelled upwards to
his bellend, the sensation electrifying my hole, till I felt his cockhead
pumping out his load in to me. As his first spurt spattered against my
insides, my own balls erupted, I ground down hard on his still spasming
cock and thrust my hips forward, a jet of cum left my cock and splattered
across his cheek and chest, the second landing on his neck, the third,
between his pecs, it hung in drips from his chest hair.

I sat back gasping, dropping my eyes to his, I was met with that smile
again.

`Wow, you got me'

His finger scooped up my cum from his chin and fed it into his mouth, he
showed me it on his tongue, as he held out to my mouth, the cum from his
neck, I sucked it off his fingers and dropped forward to him, snogging him
once more. We lay kissing and stroking, cuddling; one.

`I suppose we had better be having a shower'

His eyes made contact with mine; he kissed the end of my nose, I snuggled
in to him, my hand reaching for his cock which had slipped from my arse. I
gripped its slimy surface and began to gently squeeze or is it pump; I felt
a stirring, I nibbled his ear whispering.

`There's no rush'

I pushed my nose into his armpit,

`Fuck you smell so horny'

Forts chuckled and gripped me rolling me on to my back, his knees easing my
legs apart.


**


Athol pics up the story


Where could Forts be? I had seen everyone arrive back ages ago. I needed to
see Davy too; I had a letter for him; God so much to do and so little time
left. I now had three piles of paper on my desk; "Deal with now" "Urgent"
and "very Urgent". I picked up the file marked Dr Marsden; from the "very
Urgent" pile, I shuddered at the name; now that visit had been different,
bizarre in fact. I started my letter.

Dear Minister of Education...My mind drifting back to their time at the
Castle.


Dr Marsden and his assistant had arrived one afternoon while the pool was
up, I hadn't a clue who he was at first, although both his assistant and
himself started taking copious notes and asking boys their names. I was
eventually summonsed and introduced myself. I was somewhat taken aback with
his opening gambit.

`Well, it's worse, much worse than I thought, I should start straight away'

I remember looking at him, wondering just what he was going on about.

`Sorry Doctor, but what is the problem?

`There's dozens of them'

`Dozens of who?

`Uncut boys, I will have to sharpen my scalpel's, I didn't realise how many
I would have to do'

`Sorry Doctor?

I must be a bit slow, I thought to myself; I am obviously missing
something.

`What are you talking about?

`Circumcision! they must all be circumcised'

He was becoming a bit animated, there was obviously an important memo, I
had missed.

`What, the government says all boys are to be circumcised?

`It is far cleaner'

I was grateful Archie had arrived and was standing listening too. Dr
Marsden, shuffled his papers and thrust one towards me.

`The Government, require all school children are checked to make sure they
are developing correctly, my authorisation'

I quickly read the letter and passed it to Archie.

`But this doesn't mention circumcision'

`No, no, but it is for the best'

Who was this quack?

`Well, I cannot let you do anything like that to the boys here without
their parents' permission, Archie can you set Dr Marsden up in the first
aid room, and arrange for the first years and half the prefects to attend'

I leant into Archie and whispered

`I don't want any of the boys left alone with him'

He nodded and headed back into the Castle. Archie had barely left us, when
McPhee came over.

`Dr Marsden, it is you, I thought it was'

He held out his hand to the Doctor while I looked on. The Doctor thought
for a moment and then gave a curt nod of the head; this was getting
stranger by the minute.

`My lord'

I looked at McPhee. He smiled

`The good doctor is my family's physician, he delivered me'

`Don't tell me, he circumcised you too, didn't he?

Now I searched my memory, by rights if he was a doctor to members of the
aristocracy, I should have known him or at least heard of his name. I
looked at him again and McPhee

`And your name is Dr Marsden?

McPhee smiled

`Ah, you might have heard of him as Dr Marsdenburg, he dropped the burg
when the war started, to many people thought he was a German'

I nodded, yes, I had heard of him; indeed, a well-known and respected
Jewish doctor.

`McPhee, as you know the good doctor, perhaps you can stay with him, help
him with anything he needs, Archie is arranging for the first and second
years to see him in the first Aid room, can you be there too please, if you
need me, come and get me immediately, understand?

McPhee nodded and led the Doctor and his assistant off to the Castle, it
wasn't until later, as I walked past the first aid room, I thought of him
again; hang on the room was empty.

`Athol'

It was Mr Evans

`You had better come to the staffroom, quickly'

I had a bit of a problem getting in, someone was holding the door shut with
their foot. I hammered on it.

`Open this bloody door'

There were some muttered words in German and then a voice I recognised,
that of Dr Marsden, saying open the door, I glared at his assistant who had
been keeping me out.

The room had all of the first and second years in it arranged in rows
seated on the floor; in front of them three naked boys, McPhee, Floyd and
Talon, the Doctor was standing between McPhee and Floyd, gripping each of
their erect cocks. Now McPhee looked really pleased with himself, Floyd was
bright red and looking at the floor. My face must have said it all. Dr
Marsden spoke

`I am just showing the boys the virtues of a health circumcised wenis, as
opposed to an unhealthy, smelly one'

Floyd's eyes flashed to mine; almost pleading.

`My cock doesn't smell Mr MacDonald, he was just saying, wouldn't all the
boys, like a fine cut cock like McPhee's Sir'

`You three, get dressed and wait here, the rest of you boys go back to your
day rooms, Doctor, you and I are going to speak'

Young Talon ran over to me; overcome with emotions, tears now streaming
down his face.

`Please don't let him cut me Mr MacDonald, he wanted to cut me, he held a
scalpel to my willy Sir'

I put my arm round him, glaring at McPhee.

`Talon, don't worry, now dry your eyes, he is not going to touch you, go
and get yourself dressed and I will come and see you in your day room okay?

Talon nodded, sniffing.

`McPhee, what did I say to you; Talon is terrified, in fact get out McPhee,
wait in the Prefects common room, I have had enough of this'

Dr Marsden, gather up your things, you are leaving the Castle
immediately. He went to speak, I held up my hand.

`Don't say a word, just get out, I will be contacting the Education
Ministry'

They, had been my last words to the man, right, stop daydreaming and get
on. Dear Minister of Education, I wish to bring to your attention, the
actions of a Dr Marsden...

I signed the letter and added my ring seal; one down. I am sure since I had
started the letter, my very urgent pile had grown bigger. I glanced at my
watch again, where was Forts, I left the staffroom, ah

`Davy, Davy, sorry can I have a word please'


**


Davy continues the story


I was about to make my way upstairs, my foot barely on the first step.

`Davy, Davy, sorry can I have a word please'

Before I could say anything, Athol had turned and was walking back into the
staffroom. I had just gone through the door and met him on his way out. He
thrust a letter into my hands.

`Oh, this came for you this morning; don't forget about Forts'

And he was gone again, I looked at the letter, it was Mums handwriting, I
felt myself falter. I hadn't heard from them in weeks, I looked round, not
sure I wanted to open it by myself; but I was alone. I crossed to Athol's
desk and picked up his silver letter opener; what was wrong with me, just
open it, I told myself. I slipped the blade into the corner of the letter
and slowly sliced the envelope open. I replaced the letter opener and took
a breath, as I pulled out the letter, something fell to the floor, I bent
down to pick it up, it was a small photograph of Mum and Dad; Mum was
holding a baby in her arms. I staggered, dropping the letter, I felt
lightheaded and nauseous, I managed to get myself in to Athol's chair. I
picked up the letter and sat looking at it for a few moments before opening
it along the fold.

"Dear David, I have been sitting wondering how best to tell you the news
from home, but I imagine, now that you have looked at the picture, you have
guessed, that you have a little brother, his name is Andrew and he is the
spitting image of you when you were a baby"

I closed the letter, that was all I could read, through my tear-filled
eyes, I tried to look at the picture again, but could not see my brother,
Andrews face, it was totally obscured, plus with tears now running down my
cheeks, the photograph was just a blur. I opened the letter again, trying
to pick up where I had left off.

"Dad thought it would be best not to worry you, while you were in Scotland
at the Castle. We both hope that you are studying hard so we can be proud
of you. The Mitchells at number forty-six had all their windows and doors
blown out by a German bomb, what a noise it made when it went off. Well,
your brother is crying, so I have to go, we are getting him Christened
today, as long as the Nazi bombers stay away. Be good, Mum and Dad.

Ps Dad says he will write something next time."

I folded the letter and placed it on the desk in front of me, all one
hundred and fifty words; not even a full sheet of writing paper. I had a
brother, I had a brother, I wasn't sure if I wanted to shout out loud or
cry; why hadn't they said sooner? I opened the letter again, why was I
counting the number of words? Why was I torturing myself like this?
Twenty-seven words on the Mitchells at Forty-six, twenty percent of the
letter. I had so many questions and none of them were about the bloody
Mitchells. I wanted to know more about my brother, not the bloody
neighbours. I folded the letter, I had better get along to the Prefect's
room, I shouldn't really be in the staffroom, without a member of staff
present; I wondered where Forts was, I needed a cuddle.

The Prefects room was empty, I sat down, my emotions still churning; so
many whys? I was sitting looking at the picture, not realising I was now
sobbing; what the fuck is wrong with me. I heard the door open behind me
and then a hand on my shoulder.

`Davy, are you okay?

That voice froze my blood, I quickly wiped my eyes.

`Yes, fine thank you'

`You don't look fine, are you sure you're okay?

`Yes fine, really'

I felt a hand rest on my shoulder

`Look, Davy, you and I haven't had a chance to talk since...well'

I heard the door open, then the room erupted.

`Get the fuck away from him'

McPhee, collided with the wall, looking momentarily stunned, he threw his
hands up surrendering as Forts grabbed him round the neck.

`Forts no, he wasn't doing anything, please'

Forts held him pinned to the wall

`But your crying?

`Let go of him, he was trying to comfort me'

`Well, I am here now, so he can get lost'

I didn't need this as well.

`McPhee, can we speak later, Forts, we need to talk now'

McPhee nodded and still with his hands raised, manoeuvred round Forts to
the door.

`Forts, you owe McPhee an apology'

Forts glared at me, and spat out the word

`Sorry'

McPhee, nodded and again at me, before leaving.

`I can't believe you made me apologise to him of all people'

Forts glared at me, I held up the letter as I dissolved again into
tears. Forts grabbed the letter, shocked I was so upset, he pulled it from
the envelope and stared at the picture, before reading the letter. His eyes
scanned mine, trying to work out if I was upset about having a brother or
pleased. He went with the latter.

`Hey, you have a brother a little brother, I always wanted a brother'

I nodded, still sniffing, he came over to me and gave me a hug,

`Come on, this is great news, I am so pleased for you, hey maybe we can
share him, or I can be Uncle Forts'

He smiled and gave me a wink, he got on his knees and wiped away my tears
with his hankie, before kissing me.

`Come on, I can help you write and ask some more questions, you can ask for
more pictures at the same time'

`Why didn't they tell me Forts'

He wrapped his arms round me and kissed my cheek.

`Davy, ...I honestly don't know, but they have now, come on it is great
news and doesn't mean they love you any less'

Forts picked up the picture and held it up so we could both look at it,

`We will have to ask Athol, if we can go to London and see him, what do you
think?

I nodded, although I really wasn't sure deep inside. Forts spoke again

`I am sure he will say yes, we can hopefully get Andrew a little present
for Christmas too'

I loved this guy; I gave his hand a squeeze.

`Oh Forts, Athol was looking for you, he wants you to go and select a tree
like last year, then I get the job of organising the first and second years
to decorate it'

`Look, Davy you go and have a break; maybe write to your little brother, I
will sort out getting the tree and organising the guys to adorn it, with
lights, tinsel and balls'

I laughed and kissed him

`You, just want to give them all a flash up your kilt'

Forts winked and hefted his balls under his sporran

`It's all part of the magic of Christmas, seeing Santa's full sack'

`Get out...'

I laughed, right now I had better let Athol know Forts was dealing with the
tree, oh and I had better speak to McPhee too.


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