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Subject: Operation Pied Piper – Part 88c IMPORTANT NOTE TO ALL READERS: Any references made to Schools, Castles and Aristocratic titled personages around England and Scotland are pure fiction. None of the story features about those places or named titles personages are true, none of what you are about to read actually happened. This story and all the characters are 100% fiction. I am grateful to Nifty for posting my stories. If you enjoyed my story or any others on this site then please show your appreciation and donate whatever you can afford. Every little helps. fty/donate.html No part of this story may be reproduced in whole or in part in any manner without the permission of the author. The Captain put his arm round me, I gave it a squeeze. `He will be okay, welcome back to the Castle Captain’ `I am sure he will be okay Davy, plus look who have come to see you’ I turned round to see five smiling faces, one with his arms out stretched. `Bob, Tiny, Gaz, James, Harry, it’s great to see you again’ We all exchanged hugs and a few gropes. Bob winked `Hopefully we can have some more fun, I think we will be here for a few days’ ******************* Operation Pied Piper � part 88c Davy continues the story My chat with the guys, was cut short as our voices were drowned out, by a heavy low loader bringing a bulldozer and a tracked digger in to the courtyard, immediately behind that a couple of dumper trucks. `Wow, what’s all this for? Bob looked round `Well, it is so we can dig out the new rifle range once we have dismantled the swimming pool’ `Oh, that’s a shame, I like the pool, a bit cold now though’ Bob nodded `I think the Major has some idea while the digger is here to build a new one, but I am not sure of the details’ `Gosh, so much happening’ The chaps all nodded at me. Bob glanced round and gave me a cheeky wink `Where’s that hunky fella of yours? `Oh, he is about somewhere’ Bob pulled me to him and kissed my cheek `I know if you were mine, I wouldn’t let you out of my sight’ He kissed me again `Get off’ We were all laughing, the barked voice broke the laughter `I can’t leave you for a minute, without you slobbering all over yet another and might I say different guy; for Christ’s sake Davy’ Forts turned on his heels and stormed back into the Castle, leaving me with a feeling of d�j� vu. `Is he okay? `Yeah, just not having a good day, I had better go after him, catch up again later’ `Cheers Davy, we will look forward to it’ I made my way inside the Castle and up the stairs. `Oh Davy, can you give me a hand with this trolley, it’s coffee for Athol’ `Yes certainly, Gregor’ I had a quick look round; Forts was nowhere to be seen. I pushed the trolley down to the staffroom; Athol had set up a sort of coordination centre in it. I tapped on the door and entered; Athol looked up smiling. `Davy, how’s the timetable going? Can you run it past me once it’s ready? Then another job I am afraid; can you draw up a list of suitable Prefects to be trained on the rifles and pistols? I felt my heart leap, did I just hear him right? `Did you say, rifles and pistols, Sir? `Yes, I am sure you can work out why, but if any of the younger boys enquire it’s a target shooting club, okay? I nodded; at that moment I wished I had been one of the younger ones myself. `Have you seen Archie? `No, sorry I haven’t Sir’ `Well, if you do, tell him I need to speak to him’ I nodded and took my leave; I had to find Forts, I could feel my emotions spiralling, I need a cuddle. `Mr Evans, have you seen Forts? `Just a few minutes ago, with Mr Campbell, they were heading to the rear Courtyard’ I ran down the stairs and through past the shower and bathrooms, I burst through one of the back doors, just in time to see the car pulling out of the garage, Archie driving Forts in the front seat. `Forts, Forts’ I cried out as I ran towards the car, but it didn’t stop and vanished through the back gate. I shook my head and turned to go back inside; I would sort things out later, for now I had better check on Brookmeyer. ** Archie takes up the story I had bumped into Forts just inside the Castle entrance, I had intended to check on all the vehicles outside, but as he cannoned into me, his face said all I needed to know. `Hey slow down, are you okay? Well, that looks like a daft question judging by your face, shall we get going to Inverurie? He shrugged his shoulders `Forts snap out of this, come on, I have an hour, let’s get going’ `I am not sure there is much point’ `Forts stop it, it’s not all about you, now get down to the car, NOW! I followed him as we made our way out down to the car, passing Mr Evans. `All go, ehh Rhys? He smiled, pulling a face as he nodded towards Forts, I just grinned and shook my head mouthing “teenagers”, he nodded and hurried off. I didn’t hang around and gunned the car to Inverurie as fast as I could. I had really wanted to see what all these soldiers would be doing, but Forts needed sometime spent on him too; I could tell that. We arrived in Inverurie some twenty minutes later, luckily the shop was empty. The bell dinged loudly as I pushed open the door. There was a bit of a kerfuffle behind a curtain at the back of the shop and then the owner appeared. I smiled and gave a little wave `Good afternoon Mr Munchie’ `Oh, good Morning Mr Campbell, Oh and it’s yourself your Lordship, welcome. How is your father the Laird? I nudged Forts forward. `He is in good health thank you’ `And what can I do for you Sir? `I am looking for a man’s signet ring’ Mr Munchie ankara escort face showed a flash of recognition as he looked at me `Mr Campbell, would that be the ring his Lordship rang and came to see me about? I nodded, Forts looked at me, he looked confused. `Dad rang and came here? I nodded. Forts looked at me questioningly, I spoke to Mr Munchie `Have you got it ready? He nodded and vanished behind the curtain again, a moment later the curtain flapped as Mr Munchie came out holding an open ring box. `I tried to copy it exactly, after your father brought the other one in, I hope I have the constellation right, I had to look it up’ Forts stammered looking at me `Dad, brought it here, when? `You didn’t think he would let you down did you? He knows how you felt about it’ Forts gripped my arm as Mr Munchie handed him the ring box. He stood open mouthed and looked back at me, slowly he removed the ring from the box. `It’s identical to the other one’ I nodded, giving him a playful punch in the arm. `See, even though he is busy, he loves you more than anything, you should really give him a break’ Forts looked suitably sheepish, and gave a little nod, in almost a whisper adding. `Davy is going to be amazed, it’s just like the other one; well, if he is still speaking to me that is’ `Yes, you owe a few apologies when we get back, that’s for sure’ Mr Munchie gave a little cough `Have a look inside the ring, your father asked me to put an inscription inside’ Forts looked at me again, I nodded and indicated for him to look, his big fingers pulled the ring out of the box and he turned it so he could see inside, his eyes glazing and his voice faltering as he read. “To my beloved Davy, always yours Forts” A big tear rolled down his face, Mr Munchie looked away, I was sure he had a tear in his eye too. I pulled Fort’s into me, feeling him quietly sob into my fly plaid. `Come on you big softy let’s get you back to the Castle. Mr Munchie, on his Lordships account please and thank you again’ `Certainly Mr Campbell, and can you tell his Lordship, that I have sent the Dragon to the Kings Jewellers in Edinburgh, it is a bit specialised for me, they hope to have it all fixed up soon’ Forts tear stained face looked up at me again `He is having that fixed too? As I nodded, he totally lost it; now Mr Munchie was definitely wiping away a tear too. As we turned to leave Forts reached out to shake his hand `Thank you Mr Munchie, thank you so much’ Our journey back to the Castle was a quiet one; I knew Forts was reflecting on how he had been acting with everyone; especially his dad and Davy. He gripped the ring box for dear life, muttering the inscription over and over to himself. We parted at the Castle, Fort’s off to his room to get himself tidied up, me well, I had just put my head in to the kitchen desperate for a cup of tea. `Oh Archie, Athol is looking for you’ `Thank you, Gregor,’ I took a slurp of my tea and turned to leave, he called after me `Hang on have this’ Gregor handed me a bacon roll; lovely, I smiled and mouthed “thank you” with a mouth full of roll, and headed for the staffroom. I opened the door, Athol looked up, standing next to him was another Army Officer a Captain. `Archie, good you’re here, come and meet Captain Leahy of the Royal Corps of Engineers, he is to supervise the construction of the rifle shooting range, Captain, my Factor and my partner Archie Campbell’ I held out my hand `Pleased to meet you Captain Leahy, but please call me Archie’ He smiled and nodded `And please call me Malcolm’ `Archie, come and look at these plans, the Captain has brought’ I crossed to the table to look at the plans, the Captain spoke `What you are looking at is the generic plan for a rifle and pistol shooting range’ `God its longer than I thought it would be’ `Yes, I am afraid we are going to make a bit of a mess, but once it is in place, you won’t even know it is there’ The Captain smiled and gave a little chuckle `Well, that’s the plan anyway’ Athol glanced at me. `Captain, where is the entrance going to be? `That is the thing you have to decide, I would rather it was connected to the Castle basement via a tunnel, rather than above ground? Do you have any objections to that? That way I can add in an armoury just next to the range it’s self’ Athol looked at me again `What do you think Archie? `Sounds sensible to me, how far underground will the range be Captain? `I would like the ceiling to be at least ten feet below the level outside, so it’s a bit of a hole we will be digging’ `How long do you think it will take, I mean there are not that many men here to help you, unless more arrived with you?’ `No, just me, plus a few of Major Farquharson’s men, I am hoping we can use some of the prisoners from that camp I passed on the way here’ Athol sat back `Okay, well Archie can I leave you to liaise with Malcolm here, can you let Forts know we have another Officer who needs accommodation’ `I will, okay Captain, perhaps we can go and have a look outside and I can show you the basement here, see if you can put in a tunnel’ Captain Leahy, nodded and picked up his cap and plans. Athol stood up `Oh Captain, the other Officers and I are having a meal here this evening, you are of course invited too’ I led the Captain out of the room. `Right the basement first, while we are in the Castle’ ** Gregor continues the story Forts had true to his word come and given me a hand in the kitchen, he worked like a maniac, even putting up the dining table and setting it up for Athol’s meal. All escort ankara this while sorting out where everyone was going to sleep, Athol would be proud of him: I was. The dishes would wait till the morning, I would be pleased to have Landers back, now I was knackered and needed a drink. `Are you ready Lieutenant Brandt? He nodded and we set off for the walled garden. A few drinks later, we were all pretty chilled, Bruno had made us all welcome; his usual way, with his snout stuffed into each of our groins. I had overheard the MPs speaking so I knew what had happened the other night, and suppose that was why I had agreed to have a drink, I knew it would happen again and I had to see something this perverted. Lieutenant Brandt was well pissed, he had drunk freely at the meal, he was obviously still upset about McPhee. He sat open mouthed stroking the front of his trousers as he watched Gary cajole Bruno into action. The room was dark only lit by candles, the atmosphere hot and fetid; seedy even. Bruno, certainly loved that cock, his long tongue, licked up the thick eight-inch uncut shaft, his saliva giving it a shimmering gleam in the flickering light. Delicately he seemed to roll the two big balls around their sac, every now and then, his smell sensors, came across something interesting and his tongue would follow with enthusiasm. With the cock held vertically at the base of the shaft; the foreskin was pulled back exposing the throbbing head, Bruno seemed to see the blob of precum ooze from the cock lips, his eyes never leaving it as he licked slowly up towards the corona ridge, that amazing tongue, wrapping round the shaft under the ridge; no human tongue could move like that, its movements producing more and more groans and moans of pleasure and gasps from those of us watching. Gary watched Brandt’s face closely. `James, loose your trousers and you can see how it feels too’ `No. I mustn’t, it’s not right’ Gary chuckled, and had me help undo Brandt’s belt and trousers, I began undoing his shirt buttons, pulling his shirt open: God he has a fit body, perfectly defined abs, very little body hair, but two very erect nipples. I licked the nipple nearest me; Brandt moaned, I encouraged Bruno over, he hovered over it and then his tongue flicked over the hard nub, more moans, more licks. `Fuck yes’ Brandt hissed, Gary reached over and eased down his trousers and y fronts, Brandt’s six-inch cock sprang out hard and cut. Gary gripped it and offered it to the dog’s mouth. Bruno’s tongue began its work as Brandt, threw his head back, I dropped my tongue to his nipple, each flick of my tongue causing his cock to throb more. Gary indicated for me to move behind Brandt’s head, once I was there, he gestured for me to pull his legs back over his head; this would expose his pucker to Bruno. Brandt was to pissed to fight, with his head now in my crutch, I opened my fly and pushed my hard cock into his mouth. Now with him distracted I eased back his legs, Gary nodded appreciatively and pulled Bruno’ snout down to Brandt’s pucker, the dog went wild, his tongue lapping over Brandt’s hole; Brandt moaned on to my cock, while thrusting his hips up to meet the exploring tongue. Gary took hold of Brandt’s cock again and began wanking it hard and fast, it didn’t take long, Brandt pulled off my cock as his orgasm over took him. He gasped. `Shit I am cumming’ Gary pulled Bruno from licking his hole and we both watched as Bruno, snapped at the flying spurts of cum and then licked it all up, before making sure Brandt’s cut cock was spotlessly clean. Your disgusted with me I know, but as I see it “The greatest mistake you can make in life, is living in constant fear that we will make one, when you should be enjoying the time, you have”. `Another drink? Gary offered me the whisky bottle, I took a swig, he chuckled at Brandt and then shook his head. `It is a Shame Forts, let us down and didn’t come along’ ** Forts continues the story I was ashamed of myself; I left Archie downstairs and went to freshen up my face; I didn’t want anyone to know I had been crying. Once I was smartened up, I quickly sorted out the nights’ accommodation needs and headed down to the staffroom. I tapped on the door `Come in’ Dad smiled up at me and got up out of his seat `Hello son, come in sorry, it’s been a very busy day, I wanted to speak to you to explain things, but I am sorry, I didn’t get the time; I should have made it. Am I forgiven? Do you have a hug for your Dad?’ I was stuck to the spot; I felt like a little kid, unable to move, I felt my composure collapse, I began sobbing, big tears running down my face. He came rushing to me as I began to blub `Dad, I am so sorry, I have let you down again and Davy, please forgive me, and thank you so much for the ring, I’m so sorry’ Athol, wrapped his big arms round me, squeezing me tight and kissing my cheeks. `Hey, hey, come on your fine, if I had explained things, you wouldn’t have felt left out’ `I am sorry Dad’ `Your okay, Archie told me, it’s me who should be sorry’ Dad led me over to the couch, just as we arrived there was a knock at the door, dad growled and shouted `Go away, give me ten minutes please, ten minutes alone with my son!’ There was a muffled acknowledgement from the other side of the door. `I am sorry dad, really I am’ He went to the drinks cabinet and handed me a large Whisky. `Here get this down your neck’ We sat together, his arm round my shoulder, holding me close. `Dad, Gregor has asked if I can give him a hand in the kitchen, is that okay? I have organised the ankara escort bayan rooms for tonight, I managed to move some of the first years into the second dormitory and swapped the rest into the bunk room, so all the soldiers and MPs can go in to Dormitory one’ Dad nodded smiling, `That sounds like a great plan, can you make sure the large boiler is on so that the troops can all have a wash in one of the big baths, I imagine they are all going to need a relaxing soak, after carrying all those sandbags to the roof’ He gave me another squeeze `Are you feeling better? I nodded and gave him a kiss on the lips. `Well, I had better let you get on, if you have promised Gregor your help’ I stood up, `Thanks Dad, oh, is Davy coming to the meal tonight’ Dad stopped and looked at me `Actually no, he has his first shift with the Observer Corps tonight’ `Oh, I didn’t realise it was starting that soon, can I be excused from the meal? `To be honest Drageon, I would like you to attend. I heard you all have somewhere to be later Archie mentioned Gary is having a bit of a swaray and you, Brandt and Gregor are going, don’t worry you won’t miss the party’ He smiled and went back to his desk. I left to see Gregor in the kitchen. ** Davy continues the story `Well, I am popping inside to get warmed up, make sure you call me if you hear anything’ I nodded as the Royal Observer Corp member exited our corrugated iron circle via the small break in its circumference; he soon vanished from view between the sandbag walled walkway which led to the trap door in the Castle Tower roof. Things had certainly moved quickly following Air Vice Marshall Digbey’s phone call, I had tried not to laugh as the obviously flustered Captain Munro “retired” of the Royal Observer Corps, as Digbey insisted on adding each time he addressed him, arrived with a couple of helpers and boxes of equipment. Brookmeyer and I had listened and made notes as the wooden crates were emptied and the equipment assembled and explained to us. The most important piece had its own crate and went by the name of a “Post Instrument’. Ours was the newest version, only just released to the Corps, it incorporated what was called the “Micklethwait Height Corrector’, which was designed to greatly improve working out the height of enemy aircraft. The Post Instrument was mounted on a chart table, which sat atop of a wooden tripod; it had taken us a little while to master it, but eventually we had. I adjusted the canvas cover, chuckling to myself, I bet it wasn’t as cold as I was. It was a chilly clear night; not a cloud in the sky. I pulled the blanket round my shoulders; it was going to be a long night. I quickly illuminated my torch and checked my watch, eleven o’clock, the meal would be finished now. I hadn’t managed to see Forts, he probably didn’t want to see me anyway, I bit my lip and blinked away the onset of tears; what was to be done. Best not to dwell on it, I stood up and stamped my feet, putting the binoculars hanging round my neck to my eyes, I had to get my hankie out and dry my eyes first, I stared out into the night sky. `Can you see anything interesting? I felt the strong arms wrap round me from behind and his warm breath on my neck, it billowed out into the night sky. His five o’clock shadow, bristled against me as he snuggled into my neck. `Do you still love me? I turned to face him. `Don’t be silly you know the answer to that’ `I’ve brought you some hot soup’ He reached behind him and handed me the steaming mug `It’s ox tail’ I clasped the warm metal mug between my hands, watching as walked to the parapet, he scanned the sky. `I thought you were going over to Gary’s tonight? He turned and smiled `No, I wanted to be with you’ He continued scanning the night sky; thousands of spots of light twinkling against the velvet blackness. He turned back to me `I should be testing you on the constellations’ `I only want to know one’ My voice was a whisper, he came and stood next to me again, `Is it this one? I glanced down, he was holding open a ring box, he removed the ring and looked me closely in the eyes, he dropped to one knee taking hold of my hand. `Can I, …will you wear it? ** Bob the squaddie takes up the story. `Come on guys the bath is through here’ I led the others into the steam filled room. `Oh Fuck’ I heard a voice in the steam exclaim. I looked back at my boys `Looks like the MPs have beaten us to the bath chaps’ The steam cleared as we got level with the side of the bath, facing us three rather guilty looking MPs. `You three okay? They nodded, the water in front of them exploded and a little head appeared gasping `Sorry I couldn’t hold my breath any longer’ I peered at the dark-haired kid `Hello young man and who are you? He stood up his naked chest glistening in the subdued light `Hello Sir, I am Bryant’ **************** Guy’s Thank you for taking the time to let me know you’re enjoying this story. There’s nothing more rewarding than hearing from you with suggestions or even just that you’re enjoying the story, please email me to let me know. Other Nifty stories by this writer: `NightCam Fun’ � Gay/Encounters `Exploring my brother’ � Gay/Incest `Joshs Adventures series’ – Gay/Adult Youth `An Army life for me’ – Gay/Adult Youth/Military `Grandmas Bedroom’ � Bisexual/Incest `Dominic Online’ � Gay/Adult Youth `Vampyre’ � Gay/Adult Youth `Operation Pied Piper’ � Gay/Adult Youth `Scream if you want to go faster’ – Bisexual/Adult Youth `Red and Nick’ � Bisexual/Military `The Extraordinary Christmas Party’ � Bisexual/Incest `A Brother Used’ – Gay/Incest

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