Date: Sat, 26 Dec 2020 13:55:52 +0000 (GMT)
From: "blackscar01@btinternet.com" <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 70b

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`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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Operation Pied Piper – Part 70b


Gary continues the story


McPhee bent his knees lowering me to the ground, I managed to stagger off
him, my head was spinning; what a fucking orgasm I had just had. I stood
doubled over, my hands on my knees, my breathing all over the place, my
cheeks blowing as I struggled to get my breath back and come down from the
most amazing high.

McPhee stood grinning, he had a cocky air about him, standing his legs
apart, his hands on his hips. I stood up and stretched.

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

McPhee smiled back

`Come on then let's get going'

I slapped McPhee on the back

`Where did you learn to give blow jobs like that?

He glanced at me and grinned.

`My old school?

`Christ was it on the curriculum? That was nothing short of amazing, I mean
looking at you, you would think you only received blow jobs'

`How do you mean?

`Well, fuck, look at you, you have an amazing body, great looks, beautiful
eyes, and a big cock yourself'

McPhee chuckled again.

`I wasn't always like this, I was a bit of a runt for years, it is only in
the last year I grew into this'

He managed a few muscle builders poses as we ran along.

`The truth is, I was at school with all my siblings; all boys, I am the
youngest of the five, they made sure I realised from a very early age that
I was the bottom of the pecking order; especially the two legitimate heirs,
but thinking back my other two brothers weren't much better, there was a
constant rivalry you see'

I let McPhee speak, I had the feeling I was finally learning the reason he
was like he was.

`So, your brothers all bullied and used you sexually too? Sorry I shouldn't
have asked that'

McPhee was silent for another twenty yards, he slowed down and stopped, I
mirrored him, he turned to me.

`They did'

His bottom lip began to tremble and his eyes glassed up

`I was only six when it started, I was too small to stop them'

The tears began to roll down McPhees cheeks, I opened my arms to him, he
came to me and I hugged him, while he sobbed into my neck. We stood for a
few minutes, me gently patting his back as he sobbed. He stood back and
seemed to be giving himself an internal shake, he rubbed his eyes, suddenly
looking all embarrassed.

`Please don't tell anyone I cried, they hate me enough as it is, without
having them laugh at me too'

`Come on let's keep jogging, you can carry on talking, I won't say
anything, I promise'

McPhee smiled through his watery eyes and nodded, and we set off at a
slower pace. He glanced at me again as we ran, his voice almost a whisper;
I was just pleased he was getting it all out in the open.

`That's why I took up boxing as soon as I was allowed, but it wasn't until
last year, I really began to grow and so had the necessary power; ...I was
determined no one would bully me again, but all that happened was I became
one myself'

I nodded, agreeing with him.

`Then when I came here, I was amazed how friendly and open it all was, Davy
and Forts obviously the king bees, it all looked so easy for me to take
over from them'

`Yeah, I suppose it must have; the thing to remember about Forts is, he may
appear to be a cuddly pussy cat from the outside, but like you, he didn't
have an easy life at all, and he is a raging tiger on the inside'

`Really?

`What's his story then? I thought he had been brought up as Athol's adopted
son?

`No that only happened recently'

McPhee looked at me

`Chris, I really can't say any more, sorry'

He looked at me and nodded thoughtfully, he broke in to a sprint

`Last one at the next exercise point is a big girl's blouse'

I kicked down and raced after him, just beating him to the next exercise
area; this was a series of five horizontal logs, stepping incrementally
higher and about a foot apart, then another four decreasing on the other
side, now the idea is to leap at the first one and run up, but we were both
two blown to manage that. McPhee stopped in front of the first step
panting, me walking slowly about, getting my breath back. I watched McPhee
leaning double over the first beam, I slipped up behind him and hauled his
running shorts down, exposing his furry arse. Spotting immediately the
serpent like tattoo on his arse cheek.

`Hey'

I pushed him on his back, forcing him forwards

`I told you I was going to get my own back at this one'

I dropped to my knees and examined his arse cheek, taking a closer look at
the tattoo.

`What is this tattoo of? It looks like a snake eating its tail'

He looked back at me

`It is, it's called an Ouroboros'

`How did you end up getting that'

He chuckled

`Don't ask'

I gripped each cheek and pulled them apart, burying my face between
them. My nose immediately assaulted by the smell of fresh sweat and man
musk; I eased his cheeks further apart, still breathing deeply. I felt his
hand on the back of my head pull me in closer.

`Oh yes, breathe deeply'

I didn't need told, he leant further over the bar, exposing even more of
his arse crack to me, his balls weren't huge; not really in proportion to
his thick long cock, but swung nicely none the less in their sack. I pushed
my nose into them, another musky tangy man smell, of sweaty balls. I stuck
out my tongue and licked each hanging egg, then on up across his taint and
roughly over his sweaty hole; his hands now moved to his arse cheeks and
stretched them as wide as they would go. I licked up his hairy crease all
the way to his tail bone, his hairs and skin giving up and coating my
tongue with him. I moved back down to his twitching hole, he gasped

`I love to be rimmed, ...please'

He pulled my head in against his hole, my tongue boring into him, getting a
slightly acrid, but not unpleasant new taste. I added in a finger then a
second. McPhee was doubled over the wooden pole, his out stretched arms now
gripping the next pole in front of him, he was moaning like a whore. My own
hand had pushed into my shorts and was gripping my cock and although I had
come not long ago, I was rock hard again. I carried on rimming his
beautiful arse and slowly stood, my hard cock naturally; well so it seemed,
slipping between his open arse cheeks. I moved letting my cock occupy where
my tongue had been only moments before. Pushing up his shirt I leant over
his back, he glanced back

`Fuck me, fuck me ...now'

As I said, all it took was a thrust from my hips, as my cock had found what
it was looking for and already had my bellend in position ready to
go. McPhee's arse opened to let me in, and with him pushing back and me
driving forwards I was soon in deep. I pulled off my shirt and threw it to
the ground, then reached under him feeling his hard throbbing cock
bouncing. I gripped it tight, and began wanking him hard in time to my
thrusts into his arse, it wasn't pretty sex, it was hard and animalistic,
my balls slapping against his butt cheeks; I was enjoying fucking him.

I pulled my cock from his hole and flipped him over, so he was facing me,
perching him on the log I lifted and spread his legs up and back, lining up
my shaft with is gaping hole and slid it home again, he wrapped his legs
round my waist as I leant forward and forced my tongue into his mouth; he
really was a horny fucker; he rode my cock as much as I fucked him. With
his arms tightly wrapped round my neck, holding our lips together, his hard
cock was now trapped between our hairy stomachs, his cockhead being
stimulated with every thrust. No one had gripped me like this not even
Brookmeyer, who you all know I have a real thing for. I began to cum,
fucking this my second load deep into him, simultaneously his cock erupted,
spraying his cum over both our chests.

I went to pull our mouths apart, but he held me tight. I suddenly realised
that what I thought had been animal passion noises, were in fact sobs. I
pulled us apart, staring into his face

`Christ, have I hurt you? What's happened? ...sorry I thought you wanted
this too'

He nodded tears streaming down his cheeks.

`You're the first person to show me any kindness in weeks, I am just so
happy'

That didn't need any more words from me, just another long hug.


**


Archie continues the story



`Come in Archie, coffee? Thank you for coming to see me'

`No problem, Gary, what's up?

I sat and listened as Gary, told me all about the morning run and his chat
with McPhee.

`Gary, I am at a loss, what to do, Forts, won't even entertain having
McPhee near him, I think your idea of him bringing Davy round first is the
only way to be honest, but we had better tread gently'

We wandered over to lunch together, meeting Forts and the Christmas tree
gang manhandling the tree up the stairs and along to the Great Hall; our
worse fears confirmed before us as McPhee offered to help and was told in
no uncertain terms his help wasn't needed, the younger boys, seemed to be
watching on, taking it all in and shuffling closer to Forts away from
McPhee. I tried to make eye contact with Forts, but he knew, what I was up
to and deliberately ignored me, McPhee walked off towards the stairs
alone. I called after him

`McPhee, do you want to join us for Lunch?

`Thank you, Mr Campbell, if you don't mind; I just have to pop to my room'

He turned away a bit to hurriedly, I thought. Gary and I waited five
minutes, but there was no sign of McPhee returning. Forts and his helpers
passed us and headed in to the dining room; with a last glance up the
stairs, we went through too. We were all sitting eating our meal, when
McPhee came in, he avoided eye contact with everyone, I called over to him.

`Got you a space here Chris'

He looked over and had just started walking over, when Forts, pulled the
empty chair in and barked

`This one is taken'

McPhee didn't even answer, he just turned away and sat at a table on his
own. I grabbed hold of Forts hand and hissed at him

`What are you fucking playing at, that's enough, it stops now. See me
later, I want a word with you after lunch; come and find me'

He just looked away and began chatting and laughing with the other Prefects
and first and second-year helpers. I picked up the remains of my meal and
went and joined McPhee, Gary did the same. I was really angry with Forts;
this had gone too far and on to long.

I was still fuming forty-five minutes later, I couldn't find Athol; I had
wanted to speak to him first, but he wasn't about. Mr Evans greeted me in
the staffroom, I still found it hard to believe he and Gethin, were
brothers. In fact, Rhys Evans was so unlike his brother, when he asked If I
had a minute as he would like to speak to me, I knew it was going to be
serious. I smiled

`Don't tell me you're finding the morning runs too much Rhys?

He laughed and shook his head, his face losing the smile as he looked back
at me.

`Archie, I was going to speak to Athol',

He hesitated

`I suppose, I am not really sure who to speak too'

`Well start with me and let's see'

`It's about the feud between Forts, Davy and McPhee, well, it really seems
to be mainly between Forts and McPhee, and if I am honest, it seems to be
mainly Forts'

`Go on'

`Well, it is common knowledge around the school now about what happened,
everyone also knows, how pissed Forts is about it still'

I nodded

`Archie, as the fourth-year form teacher, I have been approached by a
number of the Prefects, they feel unsure about who to support; Davy as the
head Boy and Lead Prefect, they have no problem with, but Forts, they all
love and respect him too, but while this animosity is going on, they feel
they have to avoid McPhee; am I making sense?

`I think so'

`Archie, let me cut a long story medium length, it has to stop, its
upsetting the smooth running of the school'

I had; had a funny feeling I knew what Rhys was going to say. I knew
exactly what he was saying and further, I agree it had to stop, it was all
the boys were talking about. I looked at Rhys

`Rhys, I am going to try and speak to Forts again soon, he is supposed to
be meeting me here, would you give us some space, when he turns up, one
thing I have noticed he is very defensive about even talking about it'

Rhys nodded and began gathering up some papers. There was a knock at the
staffroom door, then it opened and Forts strode in.

`I don't know why I am knocking, I am no longer a pupil, you wanted to see
me?

Forts nodded at Rhys, who smiled as he exited the room, I wished he hadn't
spoken.

`I will leave it in your hands then Archie'

Now Forts shot me a look, I could see his defences going up, he looked
skyward and folded his arms, then stared at me.

`Forts come and sit down'

`Does Athol know your speaking to me?

`Pardon?

`Well, I am a member of staff now, and you're not in charge of me, so does
Athol know your speaking to me?

Now I had two options, explode or reason. I grinned at him

`Why does your Mum need permission to speak to you?

His eyes watched me closely.

`Come and sit down, we need to have a chat'

Forts pulled up a chair

`Forts son, you know what it is about, this feud between you and McPhee has
to stop, its upsetting the running of the school'

`I don't believe this; you're talking to me? I didn't start this, McPhee
did, look what he did to Davy. What was Dad thinking about, letting him
stay on, he should have expelled him; he was happy enough to expel me for a
lot less'

`Forts'

`No, you listen, you and Gary nearly killed him, that night by the pool,
and your worried because "I am not nice to him"

`Forts, keep your voice down, Gary and I intended that to be an end to it,
but you have kept it going, every olive branch McPhee has offered, you have
snapped in half and thrown back in his face, you were friends once, please
Forts, I am not asking you to like him, but I want you to stop putting him
down in front of the other pupils, he will never gain their respect as a
Prefect, if you are constantly putting him down and under mining him'

Forts stood up

`Is there anything else?

I shook my head, he turned on his heels, his face said it all as he marched
for the door.

`Forts actually, there is something else'

He stopped and spun round again

`I am not going to fallout with you over this; come and give your Mum a
hug'

I stood arms outstretched, he thought for a moment and then came back to me
and hugged me, I felt he was about to speak again.

`Forts, let's just leave it at that'

He nodded and kissed my cheek, smiled and then left.


**


Davy continues the story


I had kind of got my head round the letter from Mum; I still wished they
had told me a lot sooner, but, what with the war and the blitz, I supposed
they thought it for the best. I must find McPhee and thank him for trying
to comfort me; he didn't have to, it was kind. Unfortunately, my knight in
shining armour had nearly punched his lights out again, thinking he had
upset me. I headed down to the Great Hall, to see how the tree was getting
along. Mr Davis was playing the pipe organ, the strains of carols filled
the air, well until I walked in, when the carols stopped and he began
Handel's The Arrival of the Queen of Sheba, we had a bit of a private joke
going on; one which was fast becoming common knowledge. I couldn't sneak in
anymore if he was at the organ, he turned round and waved down at me. I
waved back and gave a curtsy; he had a new page turner now.

The tree was looking magnificent, even better than last year. Forts was as
I half expected to see him, astride a ladder; a gaggle of excited first and
second years below him nudging each other and giggling as he sang Jingle
Balls; Yes, Jingle Balls; not Bells. They all went quiet as I arrived,
Forts grinned down at me.

`How does it look from down there'

`Very impressive'

More giggles and nudges

`Do you need any more help? Although looking round, you have more guys here
than anywhere else in the Castle'

We both chuckled as one of the first years announced

`We are all holding the ladder, he keeps shaking it'

`Only when I sing Jingle Balls, hold on boys'

He giggled, I shook my head as a dozen little hands gripped the ladder, and
all their little faces stared upwards, as Forts started into the song
again. The pupils all loved him; he was that big brother; many never had.

I quickly popped up to the Organ desk.

`Good Morning Mr Davis, morning Carstairs, how are you finding the new job?

Carstairs smiled

`I am glad I can read music'

Mr Davis gave him a little cuddle

`Edwin is doing just great Davy, thank you, and I don't have to nudge him
like I did you'

We all laughed.

`Is there anything else you need help with Mr Davis, before the Carol
concert?

`No Davy, all good thanks'

I headed off again, now to try and find McPhee, while Forts was occupied,
jingling his balls; I loved him so much. I waved over as I left, Forts
smile, hitting me like an arrow, as a dozen little hands grabbed the ladder
again; holding it steady.

`Davy'

`Hello Gary'

`Have you got a moment?

Gary was standing outside the linen cupboard door, my face must have said
it all, he glanced up.

`Oh, no, not to go in there; well unless you want too'

He winked and turned heading off down the corridor towards the stairs, as I
caught up with him, I felt someone else was near, I looked round.

`Hello Mr Campbell'

`This way'

Gary whispered and led us down the backstairs to the rear courtyard of the
Castle. We ended up in a small store room, which had barely enough room for
us all.

`This is all a bit mysterious?

I looked at them both, Archie spoke

`We had to find somewhere to speak, where we wouldn't be disturbed'

`What is it, have I messed up?

`You, no, not at all'

Archie tried to move a bit closer, his eyes locking on mine.

`Davy, I don't like to talk about Forts when he is not here'

I put up my hand

`And I would rather you didn't, Forts and I have no secrets'

`Davy, please you have to listen'

`This is about McPhee isn't it?

`Davy, things cannot carry on like this, everyone is walking about on egg
shells for fear of upsetting Forts or you by being seen being friendly to
him, McPhee that is'

I looked skywards

`Davy, we all know you didn't start the trouble, but Forts actions are
perpetuating it'

`I really don't want to listen to or talk about this'

I shuffled towards the door; Archie blocked my way.

`You might not want to, but you're going to have too. For God sake Davy,
McPhee is related to the King, a few negative words from him to his father
and the school could be forced to close; none of us want that. Now McPhee
has tried many, many times to make up with you both and all he gets from
Forts is more threats. Please Davy, you have to speak to Forts, get this to
stop, Athol is at his whit's end, the only person Forts listens to is you,
we have all tried and failed'

I listened to Archie's words; I knew he was speaking the truth; I even
understood the desperation in his voice; what hurt the most was hearing
that Athol, who I loved more than my own father, was worried about the
future of the school too. If Forts had failings, it was his stubbornness
and his everlasting loyalty to me; these being the constants that got him
into trouble all the time.

I hadn't really appreciated that we had all been silent for a few minutes,
Archie broke the silence.

`Well Davy? I promise you we wouldn't ask, if we could see another way'

I nodded

`Okay what's the plan?

`Well firstly would you agree to join the boxing club? So many guys are
holding back, because you the Head Boy haven't joined'

I nodded

Archie hugged me

`Thank you, I will always be there, I promise, McPhee knows if he steps out
of line again, I will kill him myself'

`What's the rest of the plan?

`Well, you know we are going to Fort George for this party...'

I listened to the plan, it would either work wonderfully or be a blood
bath; only time would tell.



In true conspiratorial style, we each left a few minutes after each other;
just in case the first years had become bored with Jingle Balls; however
unlikely.

I made my way into the Prefect's room, McPhee was sitting at the desk, he
turned round and looked at me, and got up, he began gathering up his school
work.

`I will leave if you want me too'

I shook my head

`No, please sit McPhee, you and I need to have a chat'

He slowly sat down his eyes never leaving mine.

`Chris, can I still call you Chris?

`Of course, you can, I would be over joyed'

`Good, Chris, I am going to join the boxing club, I hope your still okay
with that'

His eyes widened

`What about Forts?

`Well, I have yet to tell him, but I am going to, no doubt he will insist
on coming along too, will that be okay?

McPhees eyes dropped to the desk.

`Don't worry, if I am there, Forts will behave'

McPhee looked up at me

`I appreciate this Davy, I know I was a cunt, I am sorry, but I am finding
it really tough, with everyone ignoring me'

I nodded.

`I can't begin to imagine, come on then, why don't you come with me to
inspect the tree'

`Seriously?

`Yes seriously'

McPhee gathered up his papers and followed me out into the corridor. It
wasn't easy, but I chatted and laughed with him, much to the amazement of
many of the boys passing us. In to the Great Hall, Christ; Forts must have
a built-in radar, his head spun towards us and he watched every step we
took to him and the tree. Forts was now walking on a plank about four feet
off the floor, it was suspended between two ladders. All the first and
second years were now sitting crossed legged around the plank as Forts
continued to work on the tree.

`Forts, I just brought Chris to see the tree; maybe he can help you with a
verse of Jingle Balls for the first and second years, I am sure they would
all like that, up you get Chris'

Forts eyes told me he knew I was up to something, but he just couldn't put
his finger on it. So, with both McPhee and Forts now standing and swaying
in time on the plank; I led the first and second years, singing a chorus of
Jingle Balls. To cries of encore from Mr Davis, who now came and sat down
next to the first and second years; even Forts laughed and grabbed McPhee,
helping him, as he swayed losing his balance, a truly amazing performance
of Jingle Balls, which concluded with lots of clapping and many bent necks.


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