Date: Wed, 11 Aug 2021 17:08:27 +0100 (BST)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 97

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I leant back against the wall as his tongue moved to my cock shaft, I felt
momentarily conflicted; I shouldn't be doing this with my son; but the
skill of his tongue licking over the taut skin, soon had my doubt replaced
with moans of pleasure.

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Operation Pied Piper – Part 97


So, readers, time for a little catchup, before we carry on with the story.

We started happily enough; finally awaiting the arrival of the three
destitute boys, whom Fort's was sponsoring through school; before they
could arrive however; The war returned with a vengeance to the Castle.

It was revealed; Athol found himself having to inform the government the
names of the boys who would have to enlist in 1942; the first name on the
list was Davy's. Fort's on hearing this teetered on the edge of having a
nervous breakdown; accusing Athol; unfairly though it was, of not doing
enough to save Davy; leaving Athol also devastated as he saw his
relationship with Fort's falling apart and saw the hatred in his eyes. It
was lucky Archie was there to help support him through it.

Fort's however, only felt worse when it was revealed to him that he was not
allowed to enlist, due to his close blood relationship with the last
Tsar. Apparently, the Grand Duke had interceded with the United Kingdom
Government indicating that Fort's was too important to the succession if
and when he married the Princess Theodora. Fort's seeing no other way to
save Davy, had spoken with the Grand Duke and agreed to marry Theodora if
he could stop Davy from being called up; The Grand Duke had agreed and all
was arranged for Fort's to leave immediately for London.

Fort's valet Marcus had tried to warn Athol and Archie what Fort's was
intending, but Fort's had already sworn them to secrecy; making them both
promise, not to tell Davy what he was intending to do until he was
gone. Athol had been holding himself together until the ENSA film show,
when he had found himself wrapping up the evening saying;

`Well boy's what a great story, the Handsome Prince marries his
Princes...s'

As it dawned on him what he had said, and that those words when applied to
Fort's, meant the end of his relationship with his son, he had fled from
the school, leaving a shocked Archie to bring the evening to an end.

Archie had rushed to find Athol, but could find no trace of him in the
castle, while checking outside he bumped into Gary. Gary told him Athol had
left on horseback some minutes before; Archie fearing the worse called for
Gary to go with him and help him find Athol before it was too late. Gary
had saddled Pegasus; Fort's mysterious black horse and having whispered to
him that the Laird was in danger and needed to be found; Pegasus had taken
off across the local countryside, eventually pulling up at the home of
Malcolm Buchanan Jardine Paterson; the man who had taken Athol under his
wing when the last Laird had died.

Subsequently it emerged that Athol had been made aware of some family
history which up until that point he had been unaware of; namely that Gary
was his half-brother and had been sworn to protect the Laird of the Clan
MacDonald with his life. The time Athol had spent with Malcolm had also
allowed Athol thinking time. It came to him in a flash, to arrange for Davy
to be enrolled as a trainee teacher, thus exempting him from National
Service.

However, although he had searched for him Fort's was unable to be found the
following day, as he kept himself out of everyone's way; especially Davy's.

Unknown to anyone, Fort's had changed the times of his train, he and Marcus
had left for the station at six the following morning, before Athol had a
chance to speak to him and tell him the news. Davy who had been on Observer
Duties over night; saw Fort's leaving and broke down. Now hysterical he
realised Forts had gone, he was found distraught in their room by Archie
and Athol, who immediately got Gary to fetch the car and drive them as fast
as he could to the station at Inverurie.

They arrived just as the train was about to pull out bound for London; but
Athol using an old by law, which stated that he as the Laird of the land
could delay the train; ordered it stopped. After a tearful reunion with
Fort's in the first-class carriage, he explained Davy was now staying at
the Castle and wouldn't be called up for National Service.

Fort's overjoyed ran to the carpark and once with Davy had a tearful
reunion at the station, and then a more pleasurable one back at the Castle
later that morning.

That night at a formal meal, Malcolm relayed the full story to everyone;
Gary revealed the hidden passages and the last Laird's secret office and
diary; which he gave Athol to read.

With Fort's, Athol opened the Diary which started on the day of his birth
with the triumphal entry.

`6th September 1910 - My life is complete, my darling wife has given me a
son, A SON! He is to be named for my grandfather; He will be Athol, Donald,
Malcolm, MacDonald'

Alas, this entry was scored through in red ink with a postscript, Athol had
read out loud.

"Died on the 4th March 1925"

The day Athol and Archie had been caught in bed by his father and he had
refused to renounce his love for Archie. Fort's had insisted his dad
reopened the diary and in an entry written in "Old Scots Gaelic" he
translated the following paragraph.

`When you read this, you will know you broke my heart, but know this too, I
always loved you Son...then the date. May 1935, he died in the June of
1935'

Athol's father had loved him all the time, but didn't know how to make
amends with his son. With Davy ad Archie asleep; the significance of the
old lairds words struck Fort's and he made sure his adopted father Athol,
was well aware of his undying love and affection for him despite what had
happened previously between them.


** Now back to the Story

**

Davy picks up the story


I lay in the morning light, facing my darling Fort's who was lying beside
me; somehow, once again I had no bed covers; all seemed piled around
him. He was laying on his back, his right arm thrown above his head, his
hairy pit and chest inches from my nose.

I blew gently at the feathery hairs in his pit, they swayed in the breeze
my breath created; I blew again. This time more of a reaction, a grunt and
he moved his arm down across his chest through his chest hair to his groin;
another grunt and bit of a grumble, and he flopped on to his side, now
facing away from me; his legs shuffling about; caught in the bedding, he
move his knees up in front of him; the bedding now between his legs; hiding
one leg nearly completely whilst revealing the other in all its muscled
splendour; his new position forced his bum completely out from under the
covers towards me; I nearly looked to the sky and said "Thank you".

His perfect bum cheeks, dusted with black hairs now faced me, the crease of
concentrated black hairs between his cheeks so obvious against the white
untanned skin of his arse, the rest of his skin was a golden bronze colour,
from his face down to his treasure trail a beautiful golden tan; his legs
too, although I could only see one; from just below his butt cheeks down to
his size twelve feet. All perfectly golden and dusted with black hairs. I
leant forwards and kissed his back; slowly, I kissed him, inching my way
down his back till my lips delicately reached his tan line; I looked down
his arse crack the black hairs thicker, I leaned towards them and breathed
deeply; his morning musk with just a hint of sweat and some deeper tones
washed over my senses; I breathed again, this time holding my breath
allowing the aromas to develop over my senses. I couldn't help myself I
leant in and kissed each white buttock and eased my nose between them ready
to wallow in the fetid air.

He moaned and reached back putting his hand on my head; pulling me towards
him; I loved this guy, I let myself be pulled deeper; my senses flooding
with his scent; I prepared to taste, easing the tip of my tongue between my
lips; before I could, he lifted his leg and let out a long rumbling FART.

Shrieking with laughter, he grabbed the bed clothes and pulled them over my
head.

`Jesus Christ Fort's, that's not funny'

I struggled to get myself free, but he had control of me, holding me in
place. Finally, the pile of sheets I had become erupted as I managed to
free my head; his laughter still ringing in my ears, he pulled me to his
lips and kissed me.

`I love you'

`No! You don't, that was horrible, you could have gassed me'

More laughter.

`No that was a "love puff", I will show you what gassing is like another
time'

He pulled himself up at the same time pushing me on to my back; I couldn't
have fought him off even if I had wanted to; and I most certainly
didn't. His hands slipped down my legs and gripped my calves, pushing them
up and back as he manoeuvred between my thighs. He grinned down at me and
kissed my lips, then slowly began kissing down my body, my cock quickly
rose to meet him, he kissed and licked each of my nipples, I could see him
watching my cock sideways, as it began to rise up from my stomach, the
foreskin sliding back to reveal, the darker head and cock lips. I laid back
allowing the waves of pleasure to wash over me.

He moved to the left of my nipple and I felt him begin sucking on my skin,
then a nibble.

`Hey, that hurt's'

He grinned up at me my skin between his teeth; he mumbled

`Everyone has to know your mine'

He let go and carried on kissing down to my now wet cockhead, his tongue
licked over the swollen glans; hovering over my cocklips, before diving
between them and lapping up my precum offering. I lay back gripping the
bedsheets as his mouth swiftly moved to my thighs; more gentle kisses a
couple of licks and gentle blows of air, over my excited skin. Then more
sucking, I felt his mouth pulling my sensitive thigh skin in to it; he
began sucking in earnest.

`Ouch, Fort's that's going to cause another mark, what's gotten into you?

He gave a final light bite and grinned up at me again

`I love you; I want everyone to know'

`When they see all of these love bites, they will all think I am easy'

He smiled and winked, the grin growing bigger, he mouthed "You are"

`Oi, that's not nice'

Any attempt at being cross vanished as his tongue began lapping at my balls
and pleasure once again engulfed me. Fort's tongue was driving me crazy,
deftly his fingers manoeuvred my balls and sac allowing his tongue access
all areas; his licks interspersed with little blows and kisses, my wet skin
electrified and tingling to his touch.

I felt my heart racing as his tongue crisscrossed my taint, seemingly about
to plunge into my twitching hole, but each time skipping past. It was
driving me crazy; I was grinding my hips downwards trying to meet his
tongue.

`Fort's please'

I dropped my hands to his head and tried to direct his mouth and tongue; he
smiled up at me his lips pursed tightly closed; grinning as he shook his
head; making that all too familiar, uh mmm, uh mmm noise.

`Fort's please, come on'

`No, not until you make it twitch for me'

I felt him blow at my pucker, I could hear him breathing in deeply;
convinced I could feel the warmth of his breath and the heat from his lips
as they got closer to my hole. I concentrated on my arse muscle forcing it
to contract and release; I heard a moan

`Oh, yes, Davy, that's it'

His lips brushed against my twitching muscle, his tongue snaked out and its
tip pushed against the centre of my hole; the wetness slicking its path
allowing it to ease apart my now fluttering muscle; still gripping his head
I pulled him into me; arching my back to allow him better access.

`Oh, Fort's do it, go on please'

His mouth French kissed my hole, any resistance vanishing as he worked his
tongue into me; one of his hands moved from holding open my arse cheek, I
felt a rhythmic rocking start on the bed as he stroked his cock, while
rimming me.

Tilting his head to face me once more, I mouthed "Please fuck me" into
those beautiful eyes; again, I felt him shuffle forward, he kissed each of
my balls and licked up my dripping shaft, one of his hands wanking his own
shaft the other taking hold of mine and squeezing it and gently wanking me
in time with himself. More licks and kisses up my chest until we were face
to face again; I could smell me on him, my scent was wet and thick around
his mouth and chin; I licked his tongue, immediately tasting me; his
cockhead eased onto my rosebud; he increased the pressure; I felt and heard
myself moan as, once more my hole began to stretch open and engulf his
bellend; he stopped, I was stretched by the widest part of his cockhead; he
kissed me gently and as the pressure grew once more, his cockhead popped
into me, my hole greedily swallowing it up and wrapping itself round his
thick shaft.

Fort's hovered; his body taut, his cockhead just inside me, he nuzzled into
my ear.

`Are you ready?

I could only kiss him back; immediately I felt him driving slowly but
firmly into me, my insides parting to accommodate his length; he bit on to
my neck and me onto his, his steady drive into me met by my returned thrust
and desire to take him all. Both of us soon rewarded by the heat from each
other's bodies, his big hairy balls nestling tightly against my taint.

`Are you okay?

He whispered

`Fuck yes'

I managed to gasp back

`Fort's roll me over, I want to be on top?

Another wicked smile, He gripped my sides with his thighs and slowly he
manoeuvred himself on to his back, his cock staying inside me as I adjusted
my legs so I was sitting astride his waist, his cock pushing even deeper
into me.

`How's that?

Another wicked smile; I didn't even answer, my palms were flat on his chest
my fingers buried in his chest hair. I eased myself up, my knees straining
until only his bellend was inside me; he looked at me, his eyes questioning
as his hands went to my butt cheeks. I winked and slowly lowered myself
back to his balls, both of us groaning out expelling the air from our lungs
as I did.

I felt his fingers move, he gripped my hard bobbing shaft, and began to
wank me slowly.

`Go on, ride yourself on my cock'

I couldn't stop myself, together our bodies worked, his shaft burying
itself deep inside me; working my boy nut causing my cockhead to dribble
out a steady stream of clear sticky precum, his fingers glistened and every
now and then he would move them to his mouth, his tongue hungrily licking
my precum off them, before returning to my shaft. I reached back as I knew
I was getting near, my hand cupping his hens egg sized balls; I squeezed
them gently

`Fort's I am getting close'

`Oh, Davy so am I, gently with my nuts'

I knew what that meant, I gave them another little squeeze and felt them
tighten to his hard cock shaft. His cock head swelled inside me and he
gently thrust upwards

`Shit, I'm cumming'

I pushed hard down onto him; feeling his cock swell inside me and begin to
pulse; that set me off, his gentle wanking had grown faster, I groaned and
thrust my cock forward; throwing my head back, my eyes tightly closed as
the first spurt of cum left my cock.

`Hey. Wow'

I glanced down, Fort's was grinning up at me a white line of cum across his
mouth and cheek; my second splattered on to his chin and neck; my third,
fourth and fifth into his chest hair. We sat in silence, both of us
enjoying those final shuddering spasms as our bodies ejected the last
dribbles into each other.

I grinned down at him, his softening cock still inside me, I leant forward
and gathered up some of my cum on my finger and scouped it into his mouth;
he held it on his tongue his mouth open.

`Kiss me'


**


Athol takes up the story


The radio hummed quietly before that familiar comforting voice announced

"This is the Six O'clock news from the BBC World Service today 10th August
1941. The German Army has continued its advance into Russia despite heavy
fighting and brave and valiant counter attacks by our Russian allies. The
German Luftwaffe have continued attacks across the south coast of England,
several German planes were shot down, by our brave boys from the RAF'.

`More doom and gloom'

Archie, picked up the teapot and began pouring; I nodded and turned the
radio off. Archie looked up and smiled.

I glanced at my watch, Gary should be back from the station shortly, I had
received word late last night from Mishcon that the three boys were on the
night train; a little bit sooner and earlier than I had hoped for but, at
least they were finally on their way. I would have to get someone to check
on Fort's, I really wanted him to be ready to meet and greet especially as
he was to be the boy's mentor.

I looked down at my desk, my father's diary stared back at me; I hadn't
looked at it since the other night with Fort's; my mind drifted back; I
loved that boy, I was so pleased that I had been able to sort out things
for Davy; the only reply now I was waiting on was my enquiry about
McPhee. It was funny, I hadn't much cared for him when he had first
arrived; always a bit to cock sure for his own good and with his near
constant attempts to put me down. How many times had I heard him say "Well
your only a Scottish Aristocrat', how I had bit my tongue, and stopped
myself from saying "well at least I am not a bastard" I didn't know; I
chuckled to myself.

`Penny for them?

Archie, put a cup of tea down in front of me and wrapped his arms round me.

`How many new boys are arriving?

`Well, three definitely; the Fort's scholarship boys and the rest I am not
sure about; I have invited them all to attend before the term starts, so
they can get to know the place; I am just waiting the last few replies'

`How many boys are staying for the summer holidays?

`Most of them, only a few are wanting to go home'

`Okay I will speak to Nathan and see about a few summer clubs we can get
going and Gary too'

`Yes, sounds good, we don't want a load of boys aimlessly wandering about
all summer'

Archie lent forward and picked up the diary

`Have you read anymore?

`Not since the other night, I am not sure I want too'

I looked up at Archie, he gave a little grin

`It can't get much worse than finding out your dead'

He winked and handed back the diary.

`No, I suppose your right'


*


Knock, knock, knock

`Come in'

`Morning Dad, morning mum'

Fort's face lit up the room as he came in; God it was great to have him
back and smiling, he hugged Archie and kissed his cheek, before stopping to
kiss me too.

`Hey what's this all about?

Archie grinned at me

`He obviously want's more pocket money'

Fort's pulled a face, as there was another knock at the door and Davy's
head peered in.

`Come in you'

Davy came into the room all smiles; it was lovely to see everyone looking
so happy.

`Ah, Davy, I want you to speak with Nathan today and sort out what needs to
be done to get this qualification underway, he mentioned you will have to
do the odd day at Aberdeen University too, so we need to have a think about
how you can get there and back, or whether we need to find a place for you
to stay overnight?

Forts looked up

`What Davy won't be staying at the Castle?

`Well, apparently Nathan said there is the odd day of lectures at Aberdeen
University, so it will depend if we can get him back home'

Fort's grinned

`You can teach me how to drive, I mean, it would be really useful to have
another driver for the school and I could pick Davy up too'

`If petrol wasn't a problem I would agree'

`Go on dad, I can learn'

I was about to answer when the metallic clunk behind us startled us all.

`Only me'

Gary's face appeared round the now open secret bookcase door.

`Not interrupting am I? But I was thinking Davy could stay in my old
bedsit, the one our father brought for me and mum, it's not very big but it
is nice and central, and near the University'

I still wasn't all that comfortable with Gary, being able to move about at
will, hidden behind the walls and I wasn't impressed that he had obviously
been listening for a while to our conversation before revealing himself.

`Gary, join us, that sounds like the ideal solution, I wasn't even aware
Dad had brought a bedsit in Aberdeen'

`I think he brought it when my mother became pregnant, so she could have me
without the prying eyes of all the locals'

Something else; I had to get straight in my head.

`I can run the boy's over to see it later if you want'

`Well, hang fire on that'

It suddenly dawned on me

`Gary, you are supposed to be meeting the London train at Inverurie'

`Yes, sorry I got side tracked, I will get on my way now'

I looked at my watch,

`Well, you had better hurry, it will be arriving in fifteen minutes'

Gary gave a chuckle

`Well, they wont be going anywhere, not in Inverurie. Fort's do you fancy
coming with me? I can start those driving lessons you are after'

I had to speak.

`Err Gary, I would rather you just drove, Archie or I can teach Fort's'

`As you wish'

`Aww dad'

`Fort's no, just get going both of you, you are going to be late as it is'

Gary turned to Fort's

`Come on then son, let's get going'

Fort's gave Davy a peck on the cheek and they both walked towards the door,
Gary said something to Fort's I missed, Fort's however, punched the sky and
said

`Yes'

I called after them

`Gary, I meant what I said, Fort's is not to drive'

Forts looked back at me again; Gary didn't, just shouting over his
shoulder.

`Don't worry I heard you'

I waited until the door closed, I turned to Davy.

`Not a word of this to either of them'

Davy nodded, as I turned to Archie

`I am not happy about this, I want you to teach Fort's how to drive, but
more importantly, how can we stop him, err anyone creeping about listening
to conversations behind the walls?

Archie shook his head

`The only thing we can do is put new locks on all the doors giving access
to the tunnels, but that would be some job; especially as we don't even
know where all the doors are yet'

Archie was right; I needed to think about this some more.


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