Date: Mon, 28 Dec 2020 09:08:12 +0000 (GMT)
From: "blackscar01@btinternet.com" <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 70c

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`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.

*****************

Operation Pied Piper – Part 70c (Just Part D to follow)


Davy continues the story


Sometimes being in on a secret, still doesn't stop you being surprised when
it actually starts to play out. I still didn't quite believe it as I
watched Archie and Gary get up from their seat at the front of the bus and
begin passing open bottles of Champagne back down the bus to the rest of
us; there was a great cheer as we all took swigs and passed them round.

All this, and we had barely left the Castle grounds; but here we were,
after much debate, on route to Inverness and Torcall's Officers Mess
pre-Christmas party. Athol had hired transport to get us all there and
back; sleeping arrangements would be sorted out once we got there; now that
sounded fun.

Watching Archie and Gary, I think they may well have been at the `sauce'
for a while before we set off, both were loud and giggly.

Archie moved to the aisle of the bus.

`Masters and Prefects of Harrow Boys school, are you all ready to sing?

A big cheer gave him his answer, Gary moved forward a bottle in hand to
join him and together they launched into; well see if you know it.

"I give you a toast ladies and Gentlemen, I give you a toast ladies and
Gentlemen, may this fair land we love so well, in Dignity and freedom
dwell, though worlds may change and go awry, while there is still one voice
to cry"

Gary bellowed out

`Everyone together'

"THERE'LL ALWAYS BE AN ENGLAND! While there's a country lane, wherever
there's a cottage small, beside a field of grain, THERE'LL ALWAYS BE AN
ENGLAND!........................... THERE'LL ALWAYS BE AN ENGLAND! AND
ENGLAND SHALL BE FREE, IF ENGLAND MEANS AS MUCH TO YOU, AS ENGLAND MEANS TO
ME"

Archie, grabbed hold of Forts and pulled him up to join them singing, and
sing he did; enthusiastically. Gary broke away, and staggered forward he
took hold of McPhee's arm. Forts eyes were electrified as Gary dragged
McPhee back to them; it wasn't missed on the rest of the bus
either. Archie, gave Forts arm a shake and handed him an open bottle of
Champagne; Forts looked like he would explode, Gary pushed McPhee next to
Forts; I sat praying my plan worked. Archie gestured for Forts to offer the
bottle to McPhee; the bus was now silent as these two proud stags faced
each other; I was looking down, but was sure I could feel Forts eyes on me;
silence. I held my breath, I am sure time stood still, the great cheer
encouraging me to look up as Forts took a swig and handed it to McPhee, who
took a great gulp; the next bit I didn't plan, McPhee, gestured for me to
join them with the Champagne bottle, another cheer from my peers, I was
pushed out of my seat and found myself standing with them.

`Davy?

Was all McPhee said, as he offered me the bottle. I took it and to an even
greater cheer, I took a drink; the three of us then embraced, Archie and
Gary standing back clapping. Had peace finally broken out? Forts moved
between McPhee and I and put his arms round us both pulling us all closer
together, the clapping continued, getting gradually louder.

What was fast becoming a way too emotional event for me, was thankfully,
stopped in its tracks as Athol's bagpipes droned into life; filling the bus
with sound. Archie and Gary let out a couple of shrill weeeakkic cries,
those you always hear when Scottish people start getting into the music;
and no, I have no idea how you actually spell it, or even if it has a
correct spelling; then the singing started. The three of us singing the
loudest with our English accents.

"O flower of Scotland, when will we see your like again, that fought and
died for your wee bit hill and glen, and stood against him (against who?)
Proud Edwards army and sent him homeward to think again"

Amazingly as the songs switched back and forth from English to Scottish,
everyone kept remarkably good humoured; it certainly made the journey fly
by. It was only mid-afternoon; we had barely started in to

"Rule Britannia, Britannia rules the waves, Britons never, never, never
shall be slaves"

We were stopped at the first Military checkpoint as we got closer to the
Fort. The guard asked us to pull over to the side and await an escort,
which would be there shortly. A few minutes later we saw a staff car coming
towards us, it stopped alongside the bus, snappy salutes exchanged and
Torcall climbed on the bus, his face beaming, he gave a friendly wave down
the bus, laughing when he saw all the empty Champagne bottles. Having
greeted Athol, Archie and Gary he came over to where I was sitting on Forts
knee.

`Hello Davy, great to see you again and you Forts, I hope your looking
forward to the party'

He leant over us and squeezed my knee and whispered

`I hope Forts is going to allow you to sleep in my room tonight'

Forts grinned

`That all Depends, on who you have fixed up for me and my friend here?

Forts had wrapped his arm round McPhee, Torcall let out a little laugh and
winked as he stood up again

`I know, just the person'

Torcall, grabbed Athol and together they got off the bus and got into the
staff car. We followed the car, along a rather bleak exposed road, passing
a number of concrete pill-boxes before arriving at a low-level large brick
structure with a wooden drawbridge, I was later to find out we had just
arrived at the Ravelin. (now a Ravelin is a free-standing defensive
structure incorporating the guard house, but totally open to fire from the
Fort proper) we drove through and across the Ravelin and on to another
wooden bridge which spanned a deep wide moat; again, with a drawbridge,
then on across to the Forts main gate; massive brick bastions to either
side of us; I was rather glad we had an invite.

Once through the gate, we arrived in a wide-open space, again I was later
to learn it was the Parade square, directly in front of us were two long
blocks of barracks, officers' quarters, split with perfect symmetry, it
really looked amazing. We passed between them and were immediately faced by
a large tarmacked rectangle surrounded on all four sides by more barrack
and administrative blocks, it was here the bus pulled up and we prepared to
disembark.

I could see Athol and Torcall standing with Captain Martin, they all looked
splendid in their Military Kilts and Athol in his Laird of the MacDonald's
uniform; we had all sobered up quite quickly, Forts and McPhee had waited
for me to get off the bus and together we made our way over to Torcall and
Athol, Forts in his Highland Long kilt matching Athol's and McPhee and I
and the rest of the Prefects, in our matching Tartan Long kilts with fly
Plaids.

Captain Martin, came forward to greet us warmly, genuinely seeming pleased
to see us, he led us into the building and to a large room, along one of
the walls were tables, laid out with coffee and tea cups and assorted
platters of sandwiches and cakes.

`Gentlemen, firstly welcome to Fort George, please help yourself to tea and
coffee and of course sandwiches and cakes, my staff are those guys in the
white jackets, if you need anything please ask them, Our Commanding Officer
will be along soon to meet and greet you all, so for now, carry on, thank
you Gentlemen'

Torcall smiled and was offered a cup of tea by one of the guys in the white
jackets, I watched them serving all the officers first, then he walked
directly at me, about three feet in front of me he winked.

`Hello Davy, good to see you again'

`My god, it's you'

I never did know his name, but he was the older one of the soldiers who the
twins had been teasing, that day in the temporary army camp, when I had
stepped in. He gently put his arm round me and turned me to face the two
other stewards; blondie and Ginger, they both smiled.

`We are all here'

`Wow, great, will you be about later?

He nodded

`Well, not as guests but we will be waiting on the event, oops I am getting
the eye, I had better get on, hopefully we can see you later, we are all in
the same barracks too, with a couple of other guys, I think you would like'

He winked again and was off with a flourish of his tray. I made my way over
to Forts.

`Hi, everything okay?

`Yes, it is thanks to you again'

I smiled

`I don't know what you mean'

`Davy, Captain Martin, is making it pretty clear he would like some company
tonight, is my dance card allowed to be stamped?

`Well, I was going to ask you the same thing, I have three dances so far,
if that's okay'

Forts flashed me that smile again,

`As long as it's me you love'

`You know it is'

Captain Martin, stamped his foot down and the room became silent

`Gentlemen, The Commanding Officer of the Black Watch Colonel Tarquin
Mackenzie. Those in uniform stood to attention, Archie had the staff and
Prefects line up, from Athol and Forts. I was pleased he put me next to
Forts, Major Farquharson, began leading the Colonel, down the line.

`Sir, may I introduce his Lordship MacDonald of Clan MacDonald, His
Lordships son, Drageon, David Thomas; Head Boy and lead Prefect of Harrow
boy's school, Mr Archibold Campbell, Factor of the Castle Fraser Estates,
Mr Gary Miller, in charge of all field crops, etc, at the Castle, Baronet
Kingholm; we call him Chris, and on down the line. The only person I saw
pull a face was Archie, when called Archibold, he gave Torcall a friendly
punch when no one was looking, and I learnt McPhee was a Baronet. After a
brief introductory chat, we were invited to follow the Colonel out to the
parade square, thank god it was dry and reasonably warm.

Once we were in position, the drone of pipes filled the air, I noticed that
Athol and Forts stood beside each other, next to the Colonel as Athol took
the salute, of the pipe band and the marching soldiers. Then there were
some displays of Army dogs and a gun crew obstacle race, before we were all
ushered back inside to the Officers Mess. It was a beautiful room, oak
panelling reached from floor to ceiling, two great crystal chandeliers hung
majestically above the main table; a huge affair, covered with silver and
gilt Regimental Statues and plate. We were invited to sit down and the
feast began.

It was late when the Brandy and cigars came, the Colonel, who had been
sitting next to Athol and Torcall, banged on the table and called the room
to order.

`My Lords, Gentlemen, I have had a wonderful evening, Athol and Torcall,
availing me of the stories from the Party at the Castle last year. All I
can say is I hope I am invited next year, I am intrigued, by the `Assiette
de Garcon' and I looked forward to seeing them demonstrated.  My Lords,
Gentlemen, please be upstanding for a toast, To his Majesty King George the
Sixth, The King'

We all stood and repeated

`The King'

So, I had learned something else, the Colonel was of a similar mind to us
too.


**


Captain Martin takes up the story.


It was a lovely meal, but still a relief, when instructed to make ourselves
comfortable, this meant we could loosen our ties and get up and chat, while
we enjoyed our Brandies and Cigars. The Colonel had sidled up to me and
asked about the possibility of Gary joining him for the evening, I was
happy to ask and Gary pleased to comply. I introduced them and left them
standing chatting to each other, the Colonels eyes removing Gary's clothes
while he stood there. Me I had my eyes on other fish and as the hour drew
late; well.

`Shoosh you two, in you come'

Both the guys were giggling and still carrying the bottle of Champagne they
had picked up from the cooler as we slid out of the room. I quickly had to
pee and went into my ensuite, when I came back into the main room, their
two faces were staring at me from under the covers, the floor sporting two
piles of tartan. I laughed and slowly began unbuttoning my jacket and
shirt, soon I was naked; one of them threw the sheet off them and next I
was clambering on to the bed

`Forts, McPhee'

Forts was laying on his back sitting up on his elbows, his hard cock,
gripped by McPhee, who was licking the head and grinning at me. Forts
opened his legs wide; McPhee waggled Forts cock at me, tempting the dog in
me with a big juicy bone, I crawled up still on all fours, I grasped the
hard shaft, McPhee licked my ear and whispered

`Enjoy'

He released the cock to my hands, I gnawed on it greedily. I felt rather
than saw McPhee moving behind me, I felt a hand slap across my arse and
heard the command

`Spread em'

I eased my legs apart and a hand gripped my balls, they were pulled
backwards and one sucked into a warm wet mouth, meanwhile I carried on
wanking and eating the eight inches in front of me, I kept swallowing as
much as I could occasionally spluttering as it hit the back of my throat,
Forts had taken hold of my head and was masterminding his own pleasure,
moving my mouth up and down his cock. My balls were released and my
buttocks were pulled wide apart by two firm hands. A tongue plunged into my
crease and licked up from my balls, slowly big wet licks, McPhee was
grunting and groaning eating my arse, each big sniff was followed by his
wet tongue, then a thumb pushed its way past my guard house, I moaned,
surrendering my first gate to him. Forts was continuing to batter at my
throat, his swollen thick cockhead, a medieval battering ram. Neither of
these studs were being very gentle; just what I wanted. McPhee pulled back
from my arse, my butt instantly shuddering and tingling as he delivered a
barrage of smacks to the smooth flesh, I yelped and tried to move forward,
but Forts held me firmly impaled on his cock.

I heard McPhee spit behind me, and instantly felt the wetness on my hole,
followed immediately by a large flat blunt knob, pressing against me. I
went to gasp and turn, I tried to turn my head, but all I heard was

`Hold him Forts'

My arse screamed as it stretched and swallowed up the first part of McPhees
huge cock, he ploughed forward relentlessly like only cut guys can do; how
I wished I could do that, but all uncut guys know they risk tearing their
bow string and bringing proceedings to a bloody, premature ending; unless
of course the bottom is well opened and lubed up, I was neither of
those. The sheer, pleasure/pain of what was happening to my arse, stopped
me doing anything else, my mouth opening wider than it ever has, through
half open eyes I saw Forts emerald eyes watching me; they seemed to
sparkle, he hurriedly got to his knees his cock still deep in my mouth, I
must have been perfectly horizontal as I felt Forts push forward, a hand
moved to my throat and he thrust again, after a little resistance, I felt
him slide into my throat, I was gagging and bucking my hips, my nose buried
into his bushy pubes. Firm hands held my arse and my head; it honestly felt
like there cocks would soon be touching as they both thrust into me.

They soon got themselves synchronised and as one plunged home the other
withdrew and then the reverse, Forts seemed to control the pace and every
now and then, with an evil chuckle, he would begin hammering his cock into
my throat his low hangers slapping on my chin, McPhee matched him thrust
for thrust, hammering my arse, his balls slapping on my arse cheeks, as
they slowed down, I thought of guys passing outside in the corridor, what
would they be thinking, that thought soon passing as the pace increased
once more.

I could feel, both the guys were sweating, Forts hairy happy trail,
smearing my nose and forehead with the most amazing smells. I felt another
hard slap on my arse as McPhee eased out of me.

`Tag fuck'

I looked up at Forts as McPhee pulled his cock out of me, he seemed
confused. McPhee chuckled

`Swap ends'

Forts understood now; he pulled his cock from my throat and lifted my head
to his, his tongue pushing in to my mouth, he pulled apart and he grinned

`Are you okay? I hope I wasn't too rough, The Major said to treat you mean'

Ahh, that explained it; I had to smile myself, wait till I saw Torcall
next. I panted getting my breath back, as my two fit young stallions
swapped ends, just as Forts had, McPhee lifted my head and snogged me again
asking

`Are you having fun'

I was about to nod, as his cut cockhead entered my mouth and pushed on into
my throat, my tastebuds barely having time to recognise the taste of his
precum and my arse funk, my nose again ended up in pubes, enjoying the
smell of sweaty horny youth. I heard Forts spitting on his cock, getting
himself nice and wet and then, my sphincter spasmed again as another fat
bellend pushed into me, I was hammered back and forward again, my throat
and arse, being battered to fuck, they swapped places at least two more
times, before McPhee seemed to lose the competition, I was starting to
suspect was taking place between them.

`Fuck I am cumming'

McPhee gasped, as I felt him lean over my back, I couldn't see, but Forts
was leaning forward too, my nose buried tightly in his abs, I think they
were snogging above me.

Forts pulled back his hands taking hold of my head as McPhee continued to
spasm into me. Forts leant down and kissed the top of my blond short crop
and then began to fast fuck my mouth and throat, his balls slamming against
me, just as he was about to cum, he pulled his bellend back into my mouth
and emptied his load there, I hungrily gobbled down his young cum; there
really is nothing like it. I gripped his shaft and squeezed out every drop,
my tongue forcing between his cock lips, enjoying the reward of one last
white pearl of cum. We lay in each other's arms, that had to be up there
with the best fucks of my life. I kissed them both and thanked them. We lay
a bit longer when Forts clambered up out of the bed.

`Guys, I hope you don't mind, but Davy and I have a thing, that we always
end up in bed with each other at the end of a night, I had better go and
find him'

McPhee sat up; his face dreamy

`Thank you, Forts',

Forts nodded and smiled

`See you both at breakfast'.


**


Gary continues the story


You may be thinking I had drawn the short straw; taking one for the team
perhaps; but no, I was well pleased when Russel had asked me if I was happy
to spend some time with the Colonel, boy was I. I love older guys as much
as I love younger ones. Besides the Colonel made me laugh and when no one
was looking he was like an octopus, hands everywhere. He had led me outside
and said he wanted me to see the Dolphins; well, that was a new one on me,
I chuckled to myself; unless they were carrying torches, we wouldn't see
them. His real plan, for a bit of outdoor bracing sex was soon revealed,
however. The walls and bastions of Fort George have small turrets spaced
out along them; supposedly for just one sentry, but we both managed to
squeeze into one of them, for round one of our night together. Inside the
turret is a low step for the sentry to stand on, Tarquin as the Colonel
asked me to call him, manoeuvred me up on to the step facing him, his hands
pressed to my knees and quickly slid up my thighs, I could hear his
breathing changing, getting faster the higher he got, his fingers caressed
my leg and thigh muscles, they traced circles in my leg hairs. I was
finding this all pretty horny myself and was soon sporting a full fat eight
inch hard on; it rose over my hens' egg sized balls. His fingers found my
nuts first; he did a double take and quickly followed them up, gasping as
he took hold of my hard shaft.

`Christ, it's the bloody Loch Ness Monster'

Now tell me one guy who doesn't like compliments like that. My kilt was
quickly pushed up out of the way, I took it and tucked it under my arms as
I felt his hot panting breath warming my throbbing cockhead. I glanced
down, wondering why he wasn't sucking it yet, he was just staring at it
gently massaging the shaft.

`Is everything okay?

He nodded smiling

`Sorry, I am not sure if I should suck it or worship it'

He chuckled

`Here let me help you'

I took hold of the sides of his head and eased him forwards until his lips
were in contact with those of my cock, I felt my self-strain, my cock lips
opened up, and dribbled some precum on to his waiting lips; that was all it
took. His warm full lips pushed over my bellend and down on to my shaft,
his tongue began broad sweeps over every part of my cock, his hands gripped
a bollock each, he pulled down on them, using the tension from pulling on
then to steady my bobbing cock for more sucking. I lay back against the
inner wall of the turret my eyes closed, groaning as he expertly sucked my
cock.

`Halt who goes there?

What the fuck, I opened my eyes and found myself four feet from the barrel
of a rifle, with a similarly panicked looking soldier at the other end of
it, I felt the cold air hit my cockhead again.

`Fuck off, I am the Colonel, you idiot'

`Ohh, oh, sorry Sir, I didn't, I didn't recognise you, sorry Sir'

The soldier's eyes met mine, I gave a weak smile and shrugged my shoulders;
for a moment, it was relief on the soldier's face, then he saw the humour
in it, his face smiling as he briskly turned round and marched off. I
managed to stop myself collapsing at the comicalness of the situation too,
me standing with my kilt up, my hard cock being devoured by the soldiers
Colonel. Tarquin stood up

`Well, that's kind of spoiled the moment, I had better get you back home
before one of us is shot'

I let go of my kilt and he helped me down off my step.

`This way'

I really liked this guy, we cuddled and laughed all the way back to his
quarters a sign by the door announcing `Residence of the Officer Commanding
the Black Watch Regiment', we stopped by the doors as he searched his
pockets.

`Damn, I have lost my keys, sod it'

With that he hammered on the door; the old phrase that British troops were
lions led by donkeys came to mind. The door briskly opened a batman leapt
to attention.

`Good evening Sir'

He stood aside as we walked in, the Colonel stopped and turned to him

`Maitland, I have lost my keys again'

Maitland's face never changed

`Shall I have the usual place checked Sir?

I struggled to stop myself laughing

`Yes, good place to start anyway, oh, and can you bring a bottle of brandy
to the room please'

`Certainly Sir'

Tarquin led me through the opulence that was the Commanding Officers house,
straight through and into the bedroom, this one had an enormous four poster
canopied bed in it. I must have stood staring, because I received a sharp
crack across my arse

`Well strip off, and in you get'


**


Davy continues the story


I was sitting with Torcall, Athol, Archie and a young lieutenant Brandt;
who seemed to be quite taken with Athol and Archie, nearly as much as they
were with him. I was sitting enjoying the warmth of the fire when the door
opened and in came a Sergeant in full uniform, he approached Torcall and
saluted, then bent down and muttered something into his ear.

Torcall's face changed and he stood up and walked with the Sergeant to the
door, still nodding and obviously in deep conversation, he showed the
Sergeant out and closed the door. He turned back to us, his face dissolving
into fits of laughter

`One of the sentries just caught the Colonel, giving one of your guys a
blow job in one of the watch towers'

They all made raucous comments and laughed, I noticed the older steward and
his two companions had now finished tiding up the room, they stood quietly
along one wall, the older guy gave a little cough. Torcall, crossed over to
him, they exchanged a few words, then Torcall, looked over at me.

`Davy, I understand, you have been promised a tour of a barrack, off you go
and I will be along a bit later, for an inspection'

I stood up grinning, the three stewards could hardly contain their
excitement. I said good night to everyone and followed them out into the
corridor. They each hugged me and told me how much they had missed me when
they had been moved away. I got the impression, by the time we had reached
their barracks, that they knew exactly how to get me stripped off. I
followed the older one in, there were two other guys there.

`Here he is guys, Davy, meet the rest of our unit'

The room was a rectangle, with three sets of bunkbeds and six lockers
between them, on the far wall was a table with some chairs. The two guys,
got off their bunks and came over and shook hands, one of them adding

`We were the two saps who missed out the last time, because we were out
helping that idiot lieutenant, we hope you don't mind us joining in
tonight?'

I think I blushed, as I was surrounded and soon found myself naked, along
with five squaddies, my mouth taking one tongue after another, as I was
lifted and laid out on the table, which had been dragged into the centre of
the room, on which one of the guys had kindly laid an Army issue mattress.

`I have been so looking forward to this, since I saw you earlier'

The older guy pulled me to the edge of the mattress, pushing back my legs
he knelt on the floor, his face inches from my totally exposed arse, cock
and balls. He grinned at his mates who were all stroking their cocks.

`Going in guys'

I felt the slightest sensation of stubble on that oh so sensitive skin,
then wetness as his tongue began rimming me. Rather politely I thought, I
felt a tap on my arm and a voice said

`Sorry do you mind turning this way'

I looked over and came face to face with gingers eight or was it nine-inch
uncut cock, he pulled back the foreskin exposing his big flared darker
cockhead just as it touched my lips, I opened my mouth to take it. A mouth
engulfed my own now hard six-inch cock and hands groped my balls, yet more
pulled and toyed with my nipples, I was being overwhelmed with sensations,
climaxing in one arm being moved back exposing my armpit to another eager
tongue, it licked and plucked at the sparse hairs I had. I gasped as a
finger eased into my hole. My head was pulled off ginger's cock, he let out
a moan as blondie pushed home his much more manageable six inches into my
mouth, my arse was being well worked another head having joined the older
guys between my arse cheeks.

I pulled my mouth off of Blondies cock

`Guys, I don't even know your names, let me know who you are first, please'

The Older guy grinned up between my legs, stopping licking me to announce

`I am Bob, Ginger there is `Tiny' for obvious reasons, Blondie is `Gaz'
That's `Harry' and that's `Mary'

I looked up, Mary?

Bob laughed,

`Yeah, after the Virgin Mary, you can guess why'

The rest laughed

`What boarding with you lot and he is a virgin?

`Well, none of us are going to get fucked, so he is a virgin for fucking'

`And what's his name once he has done that?

`Not much better, `James'

`I like the name James, James, you get to go first'

There was much joking and jesting as Bob and Harry moved away from my hole,
making way for `Mary' as they insisted on calling him, until he had done
the deed.

I was hoping I hadn't made things worse for him; the poor guy was a bright
pink colour. But he had a nice hard cock, slightly bigger than mine, he was
cut too, he was concentrating as he manoeuvred himself up between my legs,
he gripped his cock shaft and pointed it at my pucker, he looked me in the
eye.

`Are you sure this is okay?

More derision from his mates, I nodded and winked never taking my eyes off
his, I felt the pressure as he made contact with my hole, luckily bob had
got me nice and wet, James hands went to my waist and he gripped me
tightly, he closed his eyes and began to push into me. I was so glad to be
his first, my hole now so used to much bigger cocks swallowed up his
relatively easily, but being the first of the night, he could still feel it
gripping his shaft and head.

He was soon balls deep as the saying goes. His colleagues now all patting
him on the back and telling him to fuck me. He soon got into his pace and
fucked me for a good ten minutes, by which time I was again being sucked
and sucking another cock. I looked up as I heard his breathing change and
felt the change in tempo.

`Oh yes, yes, yes'

His legs locked and his bum tensed as he began spurting into me, he had the
biggest smile I think I had ever seen, his mates waiting till he had
stopped shuddering, before clapping him on the back and hauling him out of
the way; fame doesn't last long. Bob, slid in straight away and began to
jack hammer my arse with his six and half inches, Tiny was now sucking my
cock and Bob was holding onto Tiny's head forcing it up and down on me. Bob
was spewing his load into me pretty soon, he looked disappointed with
himself, he looked at me and mouthed `sorry I was too excited'. I winked
back

`Aren't you going to have a second go then'

His smile returned and he squeezed his dick

`Hell yes'

`Tiny no, let us go first, once your monster has fucked him, we won't be
able to feel the sides'

This made me chuckle, exactly the same conversation, had taken place in the
tent at the Castle. Tiny, was obviously a good mate, but alas as Blondie
was thanking him, Harry, slipped in, he lined up and with one lunge buried
his seven-inch uncut cock to the hilt. Blondie stood disbelieving and then
took my cock into his mouth, while harry fucked my squelching hole, the
smell of cum was beginning to permeate the room, I could feel it being
pumped in and out of me, much of it landing on the floor.

Harry added his cum to the mix and then Blondie aka Gaz slipped in, he
fucked my hole for a few minutes and then pulled out. he dropped down and
coated his tongue with the guys cum as it oozed out of me; he proudly
showed it to me as he wanked his cock standing between my legs, with a cry
he spurted out across my chest and cock, he rubbed it into my skin as Tiny
the last of round one took up position. His colleagues all gathered round
to watch his monster push into me, I gasped as my hole stretched to take
his big flared cockhead. He was kind to me, he stood once the bellend was
in, letting my arse get accustomed to it, before easing it home; I will be
honest, this was the best fuck, nothing could beat a nice fat thick
seven-inch cock, it hit all my buttons, not that I was let alone to enjoy
it, I was constantly sucking a cock as Tiny fucked me.

I was having a great time and so were my new friends, Tiny had just
finished cumming for the second time, when the door opened. Bob naked, a
string of cum hanging from his bellend, leapt to attention. Realising who
it was the others did too.

`All correct Major Sir'

`Stand easy'

Torcall came over to me, his hand slid over my cock and his fingers felt my
cummy hole.

`It's just not bloody fair, sorry Davy, I won't be able to join you tonight
as I planned, one of the local fishing boats has picked up a Russian boy,
half drowned and they brought him here thinking he was German, bloody
peasants, so now I have to deal with him.'

Torcall looked round the room.

`Will you be okay in here for the night, that is a spare bunk isn't it
Corporal?

Bob nodded

`I will get some sheets Sir'

And with that Torcall was gone, Bob got the sheets and with the others
help, I got it cosy and climbed in.


**

Forts takes up the story


It was lucky I bumped into Torcall, or I would never have found Davy. I
entered the barrack; the smell of sex all prevailing, I found Davy, purring
like a pussy cat on one of the bunks. I looked round five sets of eyes
watched me get undressed, Davy shuffled over in the bed, and held his arms
up and open to me, he pulled back the sheet, he was naked too, he watched
as I stripped off and climbed in, opening his legs so I could get between
them, I pulled the cover back over us, as my now hard cock pushed against
him; his legs spread wider, our eyes locked on each other and our tongues
met.

`I love you Forts'

`And I love you too Davy'

We had to be woken for breakfast, to be honest, not much appeared to be
eaten, I think we had all consumed to much alcohol the night before and
were feeling a bit jaded. A fact confirmed by Gary when he came in with the
Colonel, Gary's eyes were half closed, his skin had a grey pallor he looked
like he would throw up any second, he nearly did when he saw the kidneys
and poached eggs. The Colonel was the exact opposite, although he did wince
when he sat down.


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