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Subject: Operation Pied Piper – Part 106b IMPORTANT NOTE TO ALL READERS: Any references made to Schools, Castles and Aristocratic titled personages around England, Scotland or Russia 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. 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. ******************** `Forts if you don’t shut up…I’m going to…’ I jumped up and wrapped my arms round him and pressed my lips to his `What are you going to do? Davy pulled away laughing and then leant to my ear `I’m going to leave you with blue balls you big stud…’ With that he was off. `Now that’s not very nice, Mr Thomas’ I called after him, he glanced back laughing and blew me a kiss. ******************* Operation Pied Piper � Part 106b – Halloween Archie continues the story Sometimes you just get a sixth sense something isn’t right; I don’t know why I turned and scanned the field for Athol. But there was his unmistakable figure; his flaming red hair, flashing in the sunlight, striding towards an opening in the hedge into the woods which bordered the bottom paddock. I broke into a trot; my beloved was not always known for a calm approach and something had obviously pressed his buttons. I caught up with him just as he was entering the wood via a gap in the hedging. `Hey what’s up? `I am not sure but I am about to find out’ He had barely said the words when a first year ran towards us, did a side step and was out past us into the paddock. `You boy stop! The kid, new better than that and vanished; always a problem when all the kids are dressed the same. `Athol, what is it? `Shoosh,’ He started to whisper `I keep seeing a stream of boys coming in here and then leaving’ `Maybe, they all need a pee, I know I do’ `No, I don’t think so’ Athol held up his hand for me to stop and be quiet. `There, did you hear that? I had; somewhere near someone had cried out, we both listened, trying to work out where the occasional “crack, crack, crack” noise followed by stifled high pitched cries were coming from. `This way, quietly’ We crept forward through the bushes, Athol coming to a sudden stop `Jesus Christ’ I pushed alongside him. `What the bloody hell is going on? The two first years in front of us, Marcus and Harry; threw down the hazel twigs they were holding; their eyes as wide as saucers. `Well don’t just stand there untie him’ Colin was naked and tied to a tree; his hard cock sticking out in front of him, an apple stuffed in his mouth: well, I suppose that showed some creativity. `What the Hell are you doing’ Colin shook his head mumbling `For God’s sake spit the bloody apple out and get dressed’ Colin burst into tears. Athol lost it `Stop crying and tell me what’s going on?’ A voice from behind us said `Mr MacDonald Sir’ `Not now McPhee’ `But Sir, I think I can explain’ Athol dismissed the three boys and stood shaking his head as McPhee explained about the “new club”. `And just when was someone going to tell me about this new club? McPhee, didn’t answer, he just stared at the ground `Well? I am waiting’ `Sorry Sir, Fort’s wanted me to tell Percy so he could tell you, but I haven’t seen him yet’ `So, Fort’s knew about this too did he? Athol didn’t wait for a reply he was already marching out of the woods; shouting back over his shoulder. `Find Mr Davidson and Mr Grand and tell them I want to see them immediately’ I followed along behind Athol; there was no point in speaking to him at the moment. He spun round at me `What were they thinking? Have they taken leave of their senses? Well, they can pack their bags they are leaving!’ I just nodded; I would calm him down later, I learnt as a teenager; there was little point in speaking to him when he was this angry. `Fort’s get here’ Now I had to speak. `Athol you have to calm down; please, it sounds like Forts told them to speak to you’ `Why didn’t he come to me? Christ he was raped at such a club’ A couple of the third years near us stopped, it was obvious they were listening, I grabbed hold of his arm, nodding towards the boys. `Athol, stop! Watch what you’re saying… Look you go back to the castle; I will find out what’s going on and get back to you’ Thankfully Athol was actually listening; I could see Forts coming over towards us. `Athol go, before you say something you regret, I will sort this’ He nodded and walked off, back towards the Castle; Forts got to me; he nodded his head towards Athol `I thought he wanted to speak to me? I put my arm round him, `Forts, it’s not you he is angry with, we just caught two boys whipping Colin in the woods; he was tied naked to a tree’ `Shit’ `Yes, as in hit the fan, unfortunately McPhee said you knew about the club, he was trying to explain a bit more, but your dad, didn’t hang around to listen’ `That sounds like dad; …Archie; you have to believe me, I only found out on the way here this morning, I told McPhee to get Percy alsancak escort to speak to dad straight away’ `Son, I know you would have done the right thing; your dad just lost it after what happened to you with Mr Finlay. Finlay ran a club very similar and it only takes for someone to lose it and someone gets seriously hurt; like you did’ Forts looked at the ground; it was still a painful memory. `What’s dad going to do? `Well at the moment sack Percy and Nathan and expel McPhee, Colin, Marcus and Harry, unless he calms down and see’s sense’ `Shall I go and speak to him? `Forts, we don’t want to lose you too; leave it to me, I am pretty good at getting round that angry gorilla’ I forced a smile; Forts nodded and leant in, and kissed me `I had better get on then, plenty more apples to pick’ I had to get on too, I went to check on the windfall apples in the trailer, they looked fine, should make some lovely fresh apple juice for the party. The sacks for eating looked amazing too, I would get Dexy to drop them up to the Castle, once he came back. ** Gregor takes up the story I wiped my hands and put my dish cloth down; Landers smiled and looked skyward shaking his head as I greeted Dexy back into the kitchen, carrying a box of Pumpkins; closely followed by Lance and Greg. Dexy stood looking at me `Where do you want them? `Wow, they are whoppers aren’t they, over here’ Landers sighed and shook his head, as Dexy and the other placed down the heavy boxes. `When can we start carving them? `Probably tomorrow, that way they will still be good for the party’ `In that case I had better put them in the store room’ I picked up one of the boxes; Dexy was straight behind me `Hang on I will give you a hand’ I manoeuvred myself and the box into the store room and heaved the box up towards the top shelf; I felt my arms trembling and then, the box began to tip. `Whoa easy, hang on I have got it’ I was thrust into the shelving, Dexy’s firm body tight against mine; together or maybe it was just his arms; the crate was pushed on to the shelf. I could feel his breath on my neck. `We nearly had a pumpkin surprise’ I wiggled back my hips; feeling something hard pressing against the back of my chefs whites. `Is that what you Yanks call it? His arms slowly turned me to face him, he glanced back at the door and used his heel to push it closed; I heard the latch engage, we were plunged into darkness. His lips pressed against mine `I think you’re a bit of a tease’ He nibbled my ear; I probably blushed; but he definitely couldn’t see that from the small amount of light coming under the bottom of the door. `Looks like your going to have to be shown, how we Yanks mix up all these ingredients to create Halloween magic’ He began nibbling my neck, I couldn’t help myself, I began to unbutton his field jacket; our mouths found each other in the dark, tongues coming together in a brutal duel. I felt him push down my elasticated chefs trousers; his hand gripped my hard cock; as the boys never wore underware, nor did I. His fingers wrapped round the base of my six-inch shaft and squeezed. `Hey your cut like us Yanks’ His hand moved to his mouth, he licked it and it dropped back to my cockhead; I shuddered as the warm wetness encased and squeezed me. `Hey, you were taking off my clothes, you changed your mind? I gasped `No’ Now that wasn’t like me; I pushed off his jacket and pulled his shirt over his head; my fingers moving to unbutton his trousers; his hard cock waiting expectantly just through the material felt hot and ready. I dropped to my knees, my hands sliding down his trousers and his underpants, his cock sprung out and hit me in the face, with a wet splat. He groaned above me, I pushed my nose in the crease of his thighs and balls and breathed deeply; fuck he was all man, damp, musky, slight aroma of fresh sweat. I licked his ball sac, my tongue exploring in the dark; two nice sized balls; I kissed each. His hands landed on the back of my head `Suck me’ He hissed as he smeared his rock-hard cut shaft against me. I opened my mouth and his wet nectar coated cock slid over my lips and tongue. My tongue responded to his slime, curled round his cockhead, wanting more, I began to suck and lick is tightly cut cock; my tongue exploring every lump and bump. I was pumping my own cock hard with my other hand as I worshipped him. He tapped me on the shoulders `Up you come, my turn’ We snogged some more; then he got to his knees and began to suck and lick my shaft, I jumped as his teeth ran across my exposed bellend. He pulled off me `Sorry, I am still learning, you probably prefer one of these kids from here, they are amazing’ I didn’t answer, I just pushed his mouth back on to my cock, I leant back against the shelf; gripping his ears and moving his mouth up and down my shaft, enjoying his enthusiastic tongue. I pushed deep, he coughed and spluttered, clambering to his feet he kissed me again. `Fuck, how does anyone deep throat that monster of Fort’s, I gag on yours’ I whispered into his ear `Well, you don’t only have to suck’ `Ma’am’ He chuckled and turned me round, I leant up against the door frame, he shuffled in behind me and I felt his wet cock push between my arse cheeks; he pulled back and spat in his hand, smearing it on his cockhead aliağa escort and then pushing a couple of his wet fingers against my hole. I tensed `Easy tiger, get me nice and wet’ He withdrew his hand and added more spit, this time his finger slid into me easily, this was quickly joined by a second. He withdrew his fingers and gripped round the bottom of his cock, holding it tightly, he positioned it at the centre of my pucker and began to push; my arse stretched to accommodate him. `Fuck this is easier than shagging those twins’ Bloody American, didn’t realise how bad that sounded, I just pushed harder back on to him, I looked back. `Hey cowboy, this is not my first rodeo’ He laughed `No Ma’am’ Dexy, began to power drive into me, his balls slapping noisily against my arse cheeks. `Fuck yes’ I dropped one hand wrapping it round my own throbbing shaft. Using my other hand to brace myself against the door, Dexy’s excitement was building, and his balls were really slapping against me; I was convinced I heard a muffle voice just out side the door, but couldn’t make it out. Next the door opened and I was falling face forward, Dexy still impaled in me, as we landed on the stone flooring; my eyes catching a momentary glance of his Lordship. To his left Landers was bent over naked a cock in his mouth and one up his arse. `Err your Lordship, it’s not what it looks like’ I stammered. ** Athol continues the story I got back to the Castle, passing the two jeeps, both heavily laden with boxes of various supplies: good old Dexy. I glanced round but no one was with them, I grabbed a jumbo-sized tin of paprika and headed up to the kitchen. I managed to push down the door handle with my bum and barged the door with my other arse cheek; it flew open. `Grchrist, Gismr MacDogalnald Skir’ Landers was trying to free himself from being spit roasted by two of the Americans, unfortunately, with one cock down his throat and the other impaled in his arse, whichever way he went did not improve his predicament. The two Americans hadn’t noticed me and were continuing to really hammer home; poor Landers eyes, wild and helpless; I burst out laughing. This did get the Americans looking, they both went to pull out, but I waved them to continue; a little rest and relaxation didn’t do anyone any harm. `Don’t stop for me’ I kind of body swerved past them and pulled open the walk in Larder door. I leapt backwards; shrieking, dropping the tin of paprika; which luckily remained intact, as two bodies flew out at me and landed at my feet. `Err your Lordship, it’s not what it looks like’ Gregor’s round face was looking up at me, as was Dexy’s; both looking as surprised to see me as I was them. I had to chuckle, as I spotted Dexy’s bare arse and then Gregor’s. `I was, just err going to put this paprika in the store, but, don’t worry, carry on, both of you’ There was a little clearing of a throat. `Hey your not rushing away are you? I glanced round; Lance had pulled his cock out of Landers mouth; he continued stroking it. `I’ve been feeling left out, now your here; it evens up the teams and this guy has just told me your mainly a top’ Lance winked at me; Bloody forward Americans I glanced at Landers; he blushed and looked away; as Greg still pounded into him; Fuck it, in for a penny in for a pound. I swivelled my sporran to my side and squeezed my cock, it was already thickening looking at the shagging going on around me and the smell of sex in the air, was getting me turned on. `So, you want to find out what a real Scotsman keeps up his kilt, is that it?’ Lance grinned back at Greg and Dexy. `No telling my buddies about this’ He pulled off his battle blouse and shirt, kicking off his boots trousers and underware; while I continued to pump my cock. Lance dropped to his knee’s made an exaggerated movement of crossing himself and sat just in front of me. I watched him crawl over, my fingers slowly lifting the front of my kilt an inch at a time; He gasped as he saw my low hanging balls; then his hands reached for them as I lifted the last inch of material and my thick ten-inch cock swung out level with his mouth. ** Lance continues the story I licked my lips slowly. `Shit, this thing was massive’ I had gripped his balls barely fitting each in the cup of my hands, “you don’t get many of those to the pound” as my old grandmother used to say. His fucking huge cock head hovered an inch or so from my mouth; the skin slowly peeling back revealing the fat plum it covered; the heat and the musky smell hit me; over whelming my senses, I actually felt myself sway. I opened my mouth and kissed the thick cock lips; my mouth immediately joined to the beast by a thread of the sweetest tasting honey, it sagged as I savoured it, then reeled me back in. My lips eased the remaining thick foreskin back, it rolled beautifully; fully exposing the bellend to my tongue and taste buds. I felt Athol drop his hands to my head `Suck it’ He hissed `Worship my cock’ I continued to lick and suck on the bellend; barely able to take anymore in my mouth; fuck it was thick. `Come on, you can take more of it than this’ He leaned forward, his throbbing cockhead pushing to the back of my throat; I felt my airway blocking then opening; I could feel my panic rising, there was no way I could take tire escort all of this. My eyes began to water as Athol rolled his hips and held my head in place. I heard Greg behind me `Landers, you had better get down there and help him’ I felt Landers kneel beside me and saw his hand wrap round the base of the thick cock; he leant into my ear. `Here let me have a go’ Athol swapped a hand to the back of Landers head and pulled him in; releasing the pressure holding me, I let the monster head slip from my mouth; Athol directed it straight into Landers waiting orifice. `Come on show him how it’s done’ I moved my mouth to Athol’s low hanging balls; his fiery pubes the reddest I had ever seen, I began to lick and kiss the huge orbs, my eyes watching as Landers chugged down that fat monster cock; he had already taken over half of it; tears running down his cheeks; his throat bulging obscenely as it accommodated the thick snake inching it’s way down his throat. Greg was now snogging Athol, his hands slipping on to his hairy chest, through the popped buttons in his shirt. Athol moaned and pushed himself forward; Lander’s coughed, but remained calm, I glanced down at Landers hard cock, it was dribbling precum onto the stone floor, I dropped lower and sucked him into my mouth; now this was more a size I could cope with; I pushed down his six-inch shaft, burying my nose in his pubes; my brain recognising this was a youth, not the mature man, I had been smelling and tasting a few moments ago. Lander’s dropped his hand and stroked my crewcut; his cock oozing precum into my mouth; lovely sweet boy juice; I worked his cock hard, feeling his knees shuffling; he seemed to be getting close, I worked his dick harder and his knees crumbled, he lurched forward, his cock spurting his load in to my mouth. I looked up as he came and saw Athol’s shaft throbbing; the ripples disappearing into Landers mouth then continuing in his throat; Athol groaned and staggered; his cum leaving those amazing balls and emptying straight down Landers gullet. I slipped off Landers cock and looked round at my colleagues; Dexy was sitting astride the top of Gregor’s legs; Gregor’s arse cheeks splattered with thick white cum; Greg was wanking himself hard and his load left his cockhead under pressure splattering over Landers and my faces. Athol grinned down at us. `Fuck, thank you guys, I really needed that, he rubbed Lander’s hair, getting some of Greg’s cum on his hand, he brought it to his mouth and licked it off, Mmmmm’ Greg laughed and squeezed his balls `Plenty more where that came from’ Athol smiled and winked `Right, I had better be going, Dexy, thank you guys again for all the stuff your giving us, the boys will be amazed; I am sure a few will want to thank the three of you in person’ Another wink and he left. ** Archie continues the story I had no idea where Athol had got to, I sat in silence with Percy, Nathan and McPhee in the staffroom. I had no idea what was going to happen; but I was ready to step in if Athol had decided on hanging them all from the nearest tree; I shouldn’t joke, I thought to myself. The door opened. Athol was smiling, for some reason his sporran was sitting on his hip, he looked round the room. `Ahh,…good your all here’ The four of us stood up; McPhee looked devastated, I have never seen him look so upset, he was struggling to keep his composure, biting his lip. Athol glanced at him and then smiled, he walked over to him and took him into a hug; well, I had got that wrong. He let go of McPhee and glanced at Percy and Nathan `Sit, sit all of you, Archie can you get us all a drink, make it a big one for McPhee’ Wrong again. I looked at Athol to make sure it was not an imposter, nope definitely him. I poured the drinks and handed them round. Athol waited until I had; he indicated for me to sit too. `Right Chaps, I will say no more than this; the club is disbanded; what the three of you adults do in private, is none of my business. But none of the pupils are to be a part of it do you understand? I mean it, that is an end to it and the matter as far as I am concerned. I will speak with the younger ones, but I don’t want any of you to mention it to them or to speak to them about it again. I will be taking no disciplinary action against anyone, nor will I be making a record of it; as far as I am concerned it never happened. Do any of you have anything to say? I watched each in turn the relief palpable on their faces. They all remained silent. Apart from mutters of “Thank you”. Athol finished his drink and stood up. `Right let’s get this Castle decorated up for the best Halloween party it has ever seen’ ********************* Folk’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 `A very English Trailer Park’ – Gay/Adult Youth
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