Date: Wed, 22 Jul 2020 17:47:55 +0100 (BST)
From: "blackscar01@btinternet.com" <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 9

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And they were gone. I turned to go back up the stairs, so that was what
Thomas had heard on the wind; I thought it best to say nothing to him, he
would never sleep again. My own mind raced, a terrible accident or the
ghost extracting revenge on another cruel master, I shook my head; I need
to get a grip of myself.


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Operation Pied Piper – Part 9



As you are all aware, Fortnum and I had missed the kilt fitting, but it had
gone ahead and now all the boy's and the Masters were wearing matching
tartan kilts. Years 1,2 and 3, had been fitted with the short kilt, that
had been developed from the Highland plaid long kilt, let me explain; well
tell you what Mr Evans told us, the long kilt; the traditional kilt, was
made up of one piece of material seven metres long it had originally been
used by the British Army, but could be cumbersome; Mr Evans told us because
the cloth was so expensive and the Lairds who had to pay for their units
uniforms out of their own money, were so tight, they had cut the amount of
cloth needed, so developing the short kilt, that just went round your
waist. Anyway I thought we all looked very smart in the same tartan, we
still wore our old grey shirts with a matching tartan tie on a bit of
elastic, and also our grey socks with little tartan flashes at the knee a
plain black leather sporran and our black school shoes and no Y fronts.

The Masters and the year 4's, so Fortnum and the rest of his class, were
wearing the long kilt with fly plaid, black jackets with grey shirts,
tartan ties, long grey socks with tartan flashes, the over the shoulder fly
plaid held with a plaid broach featuring Castle Fraser attaching it to
their jacket, finally a plain black leather sporran that we all wore and
black shoes.

As we had missed the official demonstrations and kilt fitting session, Mr
MacDonald invited Fortnum and me to his room a couple of days
later. Fitting me was a simple job, just getting the short kilt to sit
properly was a problem to start as my cock wouldn't go soft, Mr Mac pushed
it down with my sporran. But it was about to get a whole lot funnier, well
for me as he showed Fortnum, how to prepare and put on the long kilt.

Realising they would both be without Y fronts, I had made sure I had a
prime seat for viewing the proceedings. Both of them wearing only grey
shirts, no underpants, they laid out the seven metres of cloth on the floor
of Mr Mac's room and as I watched, my cock got harder and harder, they
crawled about on all fours, bums exposed and even better cocks and balls
swinging, Mr Mac finally realising why I kept moving as he looked back at
me over his shoulder, his legs apart, his heavy balls hanging like a prise
bull, his cock head hanging even lower, he grinned at me and opened his
legs wider and wiggled his balls. He whispered something to Fortnum, who
did likewise, the black hairs of Fortnum, contrasting to the ginger ones on
Mr Mac.

`Right we don't start the pleats right at the edge of the material, we
leave the distance from your knee to your toes and then start, your kilt is
made up of three main parts the two front apron sections and the back
pleated area, understand?

As they had crawled about, there was a knock at the door, I was engrossed
watching their bits.

`See who that is will you Thomas? Make yourself useful'

Mr MacDonald waved his hand at me, making sure he had my attention. I
nodded and opened the door and was met by the two smiling faces of the
twins, they barged in past me, mumbling

`We are here to see Fortnum getting his kilt fitted?'

And see him they did, his bare bum and hanging cock and balls, Mr Mac leapt
up as the twins stopped in their tracks

`Well shut the bloody door, Thomas, or shall I put on a show for the whole
school?

`Oh sorry Sir' I said closing the door

`What do you two want?

Mr MacDonald stood a hand in front of his groin, the twins stood staring at
his hand and bare legs.

`Well?

`We came to see our friend Fortnum, Sir. Can we watch you putting on your
kilts?'

Both had sat down on the carpet before anyone could say anything. Mr Mac
looked at Fortnum, he was smiling

`They have seen me before Sir, in fact I think it is only you they haven't
seen'

Mr MacDonald shook his head grinning at Fortnum.

`You are a dark horse, Fortnum, okay well sit quietly boys and watch
closely, for when you have to do it'

The Twins would watch closely alright. Mr Mac let go of his cock and balls
and got back down on his knees on the cloth next to Fortnum, the twins
sniggered and nudged each other as they saw his ginger pubes and large cock
and balls, I thought I had better join them, before Mr Mac got cross with
their giggling; plus it allowed me to get even closer. Mr Mac and Fortnum
started again, measuring the first bit of material, before starting the
pleats, Mr Mac demonstrating how to do the minimum twenty five pleats, he
then looked at Fortnum

`I had better check you don't need any more than twenty five'

He crawled over to him.

`Sit up on your hunkers, the rear of the Kilt should be pleated right
across, so depending on how wide your waist is, you may need more pleats,
but never less, I think you will be fine with twenty five'

The twins and I watched in silence as Fortnum sat back on his heels, his
fat cock hanging over his man balls, he winked at the twins, who were both
grinning at him, he gave them a flash of his treasure trail and made his
cock throb then bob up and down, Mr Mac crawled over and roughly `air'
measured Fortnum's hips; holding his hands in front of him and then
shuffled over to the material and checked the width of the pleats,
Fortnum's show to the twins had not gone unnoticed however and as Mr Mac
crawled back over in front of Fortnum, he gave his cock a sharp slap
causing it to bob and down even more.

`Pay attention this is important'

`Sorry Sir'

The twins giggled

`Right measure me to check my pleats'

Mr Mac sat back on his heels, he made eye contact with the twins, his face
changing from all serious to winking at them with a silly grin, they went
quiet as he slowly ever so slowly, teasingly even pulled up his shirt, in a
flash he had skinned his foreskin back exposing his whole bellend; did I
really just see that, then he too tensed causing his cock to bob up and
down, It wasn't only the twins who's mouths were hanging open. Fortnum
playfully slapped Mr Mac's cock as they both laughed soon joined by the
three of us.

Mr Mac looked at the twins, then me and winked, he crawled to get the
belts, once they were in position, he demonstrated what to do, He lay on
his back on top of the pleated section, making sure his feet were pointing
towards us checking that the kilt material came to just about mid knee, he
reached for the spare material on the right, the twins gasped as his
stiffening cock bobbed up, he covered it with the first part of material
and then as he reached for the left hand side his cock bounced up again
causing a tent in the material, he tried to push it down with his hand as
he took hold of the belt and fastened it around his waist. But with his
belt tightened around his waist his cock looked even more like a tent pole
holding up a circus big top tent, Fortnum burst out laughing his own cock
now stiff too pointing skyward, he winked at us.

`Hey you three we need some help here'

Fortnum laughed, Mr Mac's head spun to look at Fortnum.

`It's okay, it's not their first time'

Fortnum undid his belt letting the kilt material fall away, He gripped his
hard cock at its base and squeezed

`Come on then'

The twins looked at me, I just nodded as they both crawled over.

`You are a dark horse Fortnum; good taste mind, Och well'

Mr Mac said as he released his belt and pulled the material off his cock
again letting it fall to the floor, he copied Fortnum and gripped his
throbbing meat at the base too. The twins set off on their knees

`Hey wait for me, you two'

I crawled over, to in front of Fortnum, pushing the twins towards Mr Mac's
rock hard shaft, I gripped Fortnum's shaft and looked across, Mr Mac was
sitting up supported by his elbows looking down at the two little faces as
they got closer and closer to his thick shaft, almost choreographed two
small tongues left their mouths and made contact with his dick just under
his throbbing bellend, Mr Mac gasped and watched open mouthed as they began
working around the thick ridge of his glans and shaft, his cock strained
involuntarily a glob of precum pushed out of his cock lips, sparkling in
the light, I felt a tap on my head, I looked up, Fortnum was nodding at his
cock, he mouthed `come on' at me, I dropped to his cockhead taking it all
into my mouth, he moaned appreciatively. I too was soon rewarded with his
precum oozing out of his cock lips, spilling down the back of his glans, it
had no escape, my tongue licked it all up, I glanced at the twins they were
both feeding on the precum from Mr Mac's cock, he held the back of their
heads guiding them up and down his sticky shaft. He caught my eye

`How much have these two minx's done before Thomas?

`Not too much Sir'

`Okay, how about you show them both all around a man's meat'

He lifted their heads

`Let Thomas come over and watch what he does'

He smiled down at them, I looked up at Fortnum, he nodded his head towards
Mr Mac's meat, I let go of his shaft and moved over, Fortnum shuffled over
too, now on his knees, his thick hard seven inch cock swaying out above his
balls, Mr Mac took hold of it, I saw them make eye contact Mr Mac mouthed
`can I? As he reached for the sixteen year old cock, Fortnum nodded at
him. Mr Mac's hand closed round Fortnum's meat, Mr Mac leaned over onto his
side opening his legs wide one foot flat on the floor, giving me all area
access. He leaned over and took Fortnum's glistening cock into his mouth,
his head resting in Fortnum's lap, Fortnum moaned and closed his eyes
tilting his head back as he rolled his hips forward.

The twins, had moved just to the side and were watching Mr Mac on Fortnum's
cock, I was fascinated too as Mr Mac gave a cock sucking master class. As I
watched, I noticed Mr Mac open his legs wider and give me a gentle kick
with his socked foot. I looked down at the meat in front of me, his
throbbing cock was at least eight inches in length, the skin reminded me of
a white alabaster Egyptian vessel I had seen in the British Museum, the
skin almost translucent, the shaft was at least two inches wide maybe
nearer three, a thick flesh tube at least an inch in diameter ran up the
centre of the underside of his shaft to his glans, making the shaft thick
and triangular looking, the whole shaft maintained its thickness from his
big hens egg sized balls in their loose hairy sac, to just under the ridge
where his much darker glans protruded over the shaft by at least half an
inch all round, his bowstring strained, it looked like it would snap as it
split his glans, precum oozed from his pale cock lips at the tip of his
monster dark crimson bellend, his balls moved gently untouched by human
hands, I was mesmerised, I got another kick from his toe, I heard one of
the twins laugh.

I buried my face into his balls, breathing in deeply, rubbing his scent
over my face, I kissed each ball and gently sucked them one at a time into
my mouth, rolling them with my tongue, I let my fingertips lightly explore
his inner thighs slowly making their ways to his balls, I pulled up his
balls and pushed my nose deep under, my tongue licking along his taint, I
now had two young heads close to mine, watching my every move, I pushed Mr
Mac's leg further back giving me even better access, he smelled musky and
manly. I encouraged the twins to taste him, their tongues joining mine, I
eased closer to his hole, it twitched as it felt my breath, its pucker
seemed to rise to meet me as it felt my tongue brush over it, I heard Mr
Mac hiss `Yes' as my tongue and then the twins began fighting over his
hole, I pushed one of my fingers into Jon's or was it Anthony's mouth, fuck
who cares, they sucked on it coating it with spit, I moved it to Mr Mac's
hole and slowly eased it in, the twins, using their tongues to keep it wet,
I could sense their excitement as they watched, smelled and tasted and then
did the same with their fingers, Mr Mac groaned and pushed their heads and
fingers tighter against and into him.

I sat back watching Mr Mac twist in pleasure as they explored his hole and
taint, he pulled his head off of Fortnum's cock and got him to watch, the
performance of the twins, all this attention had cause a heavy flow of
precum from Mr Mac's cockhead, it dribbled a thick rivulet reaching halfway
down his shaft. I kissed one of his balls and began letting my tongue slide
up his shaft, his precum loaded my tongue overwhelming my senses with his
maleness, it was man nectar, I licked it up, cleaning his shaft back up to
his cock lips. I sat back again, the twins were echoing my steps, licking
back up his thick shaft lapping up his copiously flowing precum.

Mr Mac pulled Fortnum to him, I heard him ask

`Are you okay'

Fortnum nodded as Mr Mac pushed his mouth to his, I watched in silence, I
began to feel butterflies in the pit of my stomach as I saw their tongues
entwining and pushing deeply into each other's mouths, their bodies turning
towards each other. Fortnum moved even closer to Mr Mac and then pushed one
of his legs over Mr Mac's who was now lying on his back, the twins sat back
with me watching the show as, Fortnum and Mr Mac removed their shirts,
their mouths not separating for an instant, Fortnum pushed himself right
over and on top of Mr Mac as he spread his legs wide, Fortnum's bum and
legs dropped in between, Mr Mac wrapped his legs round Fortnum's back as
they carried on snogging. The twins had now removed all their clothes and
were rubbing and touching both Fortnum and Mr Mac all over their lower
bodies, the twin's hard cocks sticking out from their little bodies, were
taking a beating from their hands too.

I felt a twinge, like I had never felt before, like I was being left out of
it, but nothing was stopping me joining in, but I felt like I wasn't
needed. I watched Fortnum grind his cock against Mr Mac his gorgeous black
hairy arse rippling as he ground himself closer. I sat my stomach churning,
watching the passion between the two, watching more and more through glassy
eyes. I wanted to run out, Mr Mac tapped Fortnum's side and peer over at
me, his face studying mine, he tapped Fortnum again, he looked back at me
too, as the first tear rolled down my cheek.

`David come here,...come here, ...oh come here you big dafty'

Mr Mac held out his hand to me, I crawled over to his head, he licked away
my tear and whispered in to my ear

`Hey come on we are all having fun, we want you to join in, dinny be silly,
there's no need to get all jealous, it's you he loves not me'

I felt Fortnum kiss the side of my face, he nibbled my neck and ear and
pressing his mouth over my ear he whispered

`Come on you know I love you, this is just fun, I have to learn what to do,
so I can do it properly to you'

Maybe because I didn't reply, he started to move off Mr Mac

`No Forts'(that had become my pet name when we were alone), `stay where you
are'

I gripped his hairy arse cheek and pulled him back between Mr Mac's thighs,
he smiled at me and pulled my face to his kissing me passionately. I heard
Mr Mac send one of the twins to the bedside table, they came back with a
small jar of Vaseline. The twins and I sat silently, the atmosphere of
expectation could be almost touched.  Mr Mac looked at Fortnum

`Are you sure about this?'

Fortnum nodded and sat up, his cock still rock hard empowered with all the
vigour of youth, poised for action. As we watched, Mr Mac smeared Vaseline
on to Fortnum hard cock and then around his own hole. Mr Mac shuffled down
a bit more and raised his calves on to Fortnum's shoulders.

`Go gently, remember, slowly, slowly, catchy monkey'

Fortnum pushed forward, his hips jumping about, he kept looking down, his
hips stabbing forward, he was starting to look defeated, Mr Mac spoke
again.

`Slowly big guy'

Then looked at me

`David will you do the honours and guide Fort's cock into me'

He had just used our special name, another twinge, that was my special
name, I got behind Fort's and reaching between his legs I gripped his hard
cock, I pulled it downwards and lined it up with Mr Mac's twitching
glistening hole, I held it in place and kissed Fortnum in the small of his
back, he leaned forward and I felt his cockhead ease into Mr Mac. Mr Mac
letting out a moan and a sigh; how I wanted that to be me.

`Now gently'

Mr Mac repeated as I let go of Fortnum's cock and knelt close behind him,
my head next to his

`Go on, remember I am next'

I kissed his cheek as Fortnum's moved his hips forward, pushing his cock
deeper into Mr Mac's arse, Mr Mac moaned some more, the twins pushed their
hands in between Fortnum's legs, their small fingers feeling where his cock
had joined him to Mr Mac. Mr Mac gave Fortnum a playful slap on his arse,

`You're in, go for it, you horny fucker'

Fortnum set off like a steam train, but Mr Mac, took control slowing him
down, whispering to Fortnum what to do, how to move his cock, It didn't
last that long, I moved from behind Fortnum, until I was near Mr Mac's head
and began wanking my own hard cock, I was joined by the twins, Mr Mac
managing to suck on all of us as Fortnum lost his virginity in the Masters
arse. As Fortnum's breathing became shallower and faster so did mine, Mr
Mac caught my eyes again, mouthing `are you okay? I nodded; I wasn't really
sure to be honest, Mr Mac licked one of his fingers and eased it into my
arse, slowly working it deep into me, then added another finger and
another, moving them in and out of my arse, slowly spreading me open, I
felt myself pushing down on his fingers as I wanked my own cock faster and
faster, as Fortnum began crying

`Fuck yes, I'm cumming'

Fortnum slammed his hips into Mr Mac's, hammering him hard, I groaned and
sprayed my watery load on to Mr Mac's chest; my arse tightening round his
fingers, both of the twins had been wanking their cocks without mercy,
collapsed as they experienced their first dry orgasms, looking
disappointedly at their dry cocks, that left Mr Mac, he gripped his cock
and wanked it hard and fast as Fortnum's body shuddered eking out its last
throws of pleasure from Mr Mac's arse. Mr Mac grunted thrusting his hips
upwards, his thick cum spurting over a foot into the air, it landed on
Fortnum, me, the twins and his own chest. Fortnum leaned over to me and
kissed me, then mouthed

`That was fucking amazing, I can't wait to do you'

He had no idea how good that simple sentence made me feel, we lay in a heap
of bodies arms and legs, big and small, stroking each other, enjoying the
warmth and comfort.

`It's not fair that we can't cum like you'

Anthony was examining his soft cock

Mr Mac ruffled Anthony's black hair

`It won't be long now, you will see'

The twins snuggled closer to Mr Mac, I don't know why, but Carstairs popped
into my mind, probably because I knew he was suffering from homesickness, I
hadn't even though about my home, I wondered if he would be willing to join
in sometime?

Mr Mac eventually called time and got us all up even allowing us to use his
ensuite shower. He finally got Fortnum and the rest of us dressed in our
kilts, we all looked very smart as we left his room, Fort's looked
absolutely ravishing. I was with the twins and was about halfway down the
stairs, Fortnum just behind us, stopped and went back to Mr Mac's door, I
could see them standing by the open door speaking, Mr Mac looked down at
me, first he looked serious, next he was smiling, then laughing, Mr Mac
began nodding winked and then handed Fortnum something, as he slipped it
into his sporran I saw it was a key. Why was he giving him a key? Fortnum
practically bounced down the stairs to us.

`Everything okay?

I asked

`Yes all good'

`What did Mr Mac want?

`Oh Nothing'

`It must have been something?

`Nothing you need to worry about'

I felt my stomach flip, yet again. I watched as he passed me on the stairs,
he entered the dining hall, calling to his friends, he seemed to be walking
taller more confidently, he got his meal and turned to me

`You don't mind if I sit with the guys in my year do you?

I felt as if I had been punched, stammering out

`No, not at all'

I didn't eat anything, I felt physically sick.

`What's wrong is the grub no good?

I looked up, it was Mr Mac, that was it, the tears flowed, he didn't say
anything, he just scooped me up under my arms and led me out of the dining
hall, he took me to the room set aside as the staff room, it was empty, he
sat me down and knelt down next to me.

`David what's wrong, why are you so upset?

He took out his hankie and began wiping my eyes.

`I love him, but he doesn't want anything to do with me now'

I blubbed, blowing my nose on the hankie, Mr MacDonald gave me a strange,
questioning look

`David what are you going on about? Aren't you excited about tonight? I
wish it was me getting to be with you'

He gave me a hug, and saw my blank face

`Oh no, on the stairs, you don't think he is seeing me do you? You saw me
give him my room key, Oh David, you're a daft banana, Fortnum asked if he
could have my room so he could share it with you tonight, that's why I gave
him my key, didn't he tell you?

I shook my head

`He has obviously decided to take someone else'

`Look wait here and dry your eyes, I won't be long that doesn't sound like
the Fortnum I have got to know'

Mr Mac left the room, now depending on who came through the door, I had
either been very silly or right.

I heard footsteps running down the corridor they stopped outside the door,
I stood facing it, I jumped as the door burst open, it bounced off the
sideboard, I looked up, it was Fortnum, he was panting, he ran over to me
and grabbed me and lifted me off the floor as he kissed me.

`You bloody idiot, I wanted to surprise you not upset you, I love you'

He wiped my face as a big tear ran down my cheek

`Please don't cry, you will set me off, I'm sorry'

He wrapped his arms round me, pulling me close, we stared into each other's
eyes I watched as a tear ran down his cheek

`See you have set me off now'

We both half giggled/ half sobbed, he kissed me again we were interrupted
by the loud cough from the door

It was Mr Mac, he came over to us and embraced us both, kissing both our
cheeks. He broke away and began walking to the door

`Okay you too, get yourselves together and then I suggest you make the most
of the four poster while you can, I will see you both at breakfast, Have
fun boys'

He pulled the staff room door closed. Fortnum looked down at me smiling.

`How do you fancy a shower in the ensuite before bed or maybe a bath
together?

I nodded and kissed him again

`It's my turn to say sorry for doubting you'

He took the key out of his sporran and waved it at me, smiling

`Come on then, you can make it up to me'

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`Grandmas Bedroom'
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`Vampyre'
`Scream if you want to go faster'
`The Extraordinary Christmas Party'