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Subject: Operation Pied Piper – Part 26 IMPORTANT NOTE TO ALL READERS: There are references made to Schools, Castles and Aristocratic titled personages around England and Scotland. 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. Nifty is the constant source of all your erotic dreams. All kinds of fetishes can be found here. 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 Guy’s, Sorry for the delay in this chapter; family crisis, took priority. Thank you for taking the time to 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. ———————————————————————- Callum and Gethin, were lost in each other, finally making love like they needed to, reaffirming their deep love for each other. Forts and I lay watching them passionately pleasure each other; I spooned back against Forts, Forts lifted my left leg and moved his hard cock against my hole, he eased gently into me; fucking me like only he did, his other hand wanking my hard cock. Once Forts had cum, I made sure I was the last to cum in him that day. We all snuggled together in a large heap of bodies, Callum kissed me when no one was looking and whispered. `Thank you Davy, look after Gethin for me’ I nodded; I would do my best. ************************ Dropping Callum off at the station the next morning had been torrid, Mr. G had not said a word on the journey back to the Castle, Forts and I stayed quiet leaving him to his thoughts. I was pleased that we had all had that last time together; I hoped I wasn’t tempting fate saying that, what I meant was, I was pleased we had had that time together. As the next few days passed the details about Mr.. G’s new posting came through, it didn’t seem too bad; well not to me, he was going to be remaining in Scotland and not based too far away, he was going to be training new guys how to fly. Mr.. MacDonald made it clear his room would be kept at the Castle ready for him; Mr.. G was still desperately worried about Callum, we all were. The days raced by and it was soon time for Mr.. G to leave us, he didn’t want any fuss made, which made it even harder for us all. Over the last few days, I had been wondering if I could do anything; racking my brains, his first night at the Castle, I had spent with him, it would be lovely if we could repeat that, I would have to speak to Forts. I wondered how he would take it, after all the fuss I had made about him sleeping with other guys, I waited until we were both alone at the dinner table. `Forts, it is Mr.. G’s last night at the Castle tonight, would you mind if I slept in his room tonight? `What about me? `Well, I thought it would be nice if, it was just like his first night’ `What so only you and him then? I was watching his face he looked a bit shocked, I shook my head `Don’t worry it was just a thought’ `No Davy, you do that, just make sure you’re back in my bed the next night’ He grinned and thrust his hips forward winking, I knew Forts would be okay with it; I gave him a big hug, `Thank you, I knew you would understand’ `What have I told you two about hugging in public? Mr.. Duncan’s loud voice startled us; Forts leapt back `Err’ sorry Mr.. Duncan’ Forts blushed red and looked at the floor, I watched as Mr.. Duncan’s eyes went to Forts neck, he seemed to check both sides, I turned to walk out, catching out of the corner of my eyes Mr.. Duncan suggestively licking his lips at Forts and then his hand dropped and squeezed his groin, Forts seemed flustered, he turned to follow me, we made our way up to the fourth floor, Forts seemed preoccupied, I watched him stop and look at himself in the mirror, his hand touched the fading bruise on his neck; the one Mr.. Duncan had made, what was he thinking? I decided to speak. `Oh, have you seen the new Master yet taking over from Mr.. G? I saw Mr.. MacDonald showing him around earlier, his eyes look a bit mad, but he is good looking too, fit body’ `No, I have not seen him, I am sure he won’t be as nice as Mr.. G’ Forts turned away from the mirror, he sniffed his armpits, he definitely had something on his mind. `Well I think I will go and have a shower’ Forts takes over I stared into the mirror, I don’t know why, Mr.. Duncan speaking to me had made me uneasy, his eyes when he looked at the fading bite mark, seemed to chastise me; I had promised him I wouldn’t let it fade. Davy was twittering on about something, I need to be alone, I sniffed my arm pits; I smelt sweaty, I need a shower. I quickly stripped off and grabbed my towel and wash kit; why was I thinking about Mr.. Duncan ankara escort again, I had even been dreaming about the session I had had with him, not that I had mentioned it to Davy. My mind was racing as I headed out of the room, so, I was going to be alone tonight, my cock was heavy, I felt horny; why was I thinking about Mr.. Duncan? My cock was slowly swelling, Christ this was weird. I pictured Mr.. Duncan riding my cock, hard; stop it, stop it, I told myself. I had promised that was not going to happen again. I went down to the bathroom area, it was empty, I made my way through to the shower area and took off my towel hanging it on one of the hooks, my cock throbbed again, I gave it a few tugs and felt my nipple; a signal shot to my cock, it oozed precum, Christ I was thinking about him again. `Are you getting it hard? Can we watch? I spun round it was the twins and Brookmeyer `Hey where did you come from? `We saw you on the stairs and followed you down, Davy promised us days ago we could play with your cock again’ Anthony grinned and stared at my swollen cock; it bobbed as if nodding, Christ I didn’t control it anymore, it had a mind of its own. `And me as well’ It was Brookmeyer `Well he shouldn’t have said that, it is not for him to decide’ `But he promised’ Brookmeyer eye’s pleaded as he stared into mine. `And us too’ Now Davy had told me about the conversation he had had with them, but it was a few days ago now, I felt my cock twitch, I scratched my balls. Three sets of eyes were focused on me, well my cock. I rubbed my hand over my chest, their eyes followed it, I brushed against my nipple, wham; that felt so good, I felt so horny, oh fuck it; I dropped my hand to my swollen cock and gave it a squeeze, it was practically fully hard anyway. `So, what do you want me to do? The words left my mouth before I realized; it was my throbbing bobbing cock that was speaking `But no telling Davy, this is our secret’ Now that was me; my guilt, they all nodded and giggled. I so knew this was wrong and I knew I would feel awful later, but my lust was taking over, I stood up on the changing bench, naked and did a slow pirouette, wiggling my cock at them and then got down on my hunkers, my knees stretched wide apart, my cock now rock hard bobbing in free space, a drip of precum swung from my cockhead, my balls hung heavily below. `Well help yourselves’ I clasped my hands behind my head. `Can we do anything? I nodded, Brookmeyer practically pushed the twins out of the way as he grabbed my hard seven inch shaft, he licked the precum from my bellend and squeezed hard, another blob oozed out of my cock lips, his little tongue lapped it up , the twins had recovered and now were alongside him, a flurry of hands gripping and pulling on my balls and cock, I had to remind them to be gentle as they fought over who could suck it next. I was forgotten; reduced to a toy, as they became all consumed with my dick and balls, my foreskin was stretched back as far as it would go and then my balls slapped and squeezed, I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensations of fingers running through my chest hair teasing my nipples; fuck that had my cock throbbing, poking in to my belly button wanking my cock feeling my balls. I leant back against the tiled wall, my eyes closed, my legs wide apart, enjoying the sensations overwhelming my body, I heard some shuffling as all the hands left me, what were they up too, I sat anticipating the electrifying next touch. `Fuck, ouch guys, not so hard’ My eyes flashed open as my nipple was brutally twisted, `Hello again Forts, tsk, tsk and what were you up too? Mr.. Duncan’s fingers twisted my nipple again and then his other hand dropped to and tightly grabbed my cock and balls; where they joined my torso, gripping them between his thumb and fingers he hefted my meat and two veg forward causing me to wince and gasp. `Looks like I, or should I say we arrived just in time; I cannot imagine Mr.. MacDonald will be happy about the schools head boy cavorting himself like this: What is it a penny a feel? Mr.. Duncan gave a dirty chuckle `Oh, have you met the new Master Forts? I glanced at the door as another figure entered the room, Mr.. Duncan pulled me off the bench by my dick and balls, I stood up and went to cover myself up with my hands. `Just stand as you are Forts, there’s a good chap’ Mr.. Duncan looked round at the man, me I was left scanning the room; where had those kids gone? they had obviously run for it, `Mr.. Morris, this is as I said, our head boy and senior prefect, Fortnum or as he is known Forts’ Mr.. Morris, stood in front of me, he stared into my eyes and then his hand ran through my chest hair and then gripped my other nipple he twisted it hard, I felt my knees buckle. `Pleased to make your acquaintance Fort’s ` He smirked, I squirmed as he continued to twist my nipple `Oh yes, we are going to have some fun with him, just like you said’ Mr. Morris grinned at Mr. Duncan, who turned to me again `You would like that Forts escort ankara wouldn’t you; playing with real men rather than boys? or would you rather I marched you to Mr. MacDonald right now, as you are? Mr. Morris’s hand now gripped my cock, he stared at my bellend, pulling the skin taught back, causing my cockhead to flare, a bead of precum oozed out of my cock lips, Mr. Morris ran his finger through it and then smeared it on to his lips, his tongue licked them and he smiled. `I would rather play with you both Sir’ I squirmed again as Mr. Morris’ hand dropped and again gripped my cock. Deep down I knew that was true; I wanted them both. I watched them both exchange smiles. `Well, Mr. Morris is sharing my room until his is sorted out, we will expect you to join us this evening for some fun………Oh and don’t run to Mr. MacDonald again, there’s a good chap, if your asked, your joining our `card school’. With a final squeeze of my nipples and a last feel of my chest, cock and balls; I now knew how slaves felt being examined, they both turned to leave, chuckling to each other as they reached the door, Mr. Morris stopped and turned back `No wanking between now and later, we want those balls full for tonight’ I nodded, what was wrong with me. I quickly had my shower, what had I agreed too? I didn’t need to go, but I wanted too, what Davy didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him would it? and the sex had been amazing. Having finished dressing I began making my way back up the stairs, I was joined by the twins and Brookmeyer again. `Mr. Duncan told us to be quiet and get out’ Jonathon babbled, I nodded `No problem’ `Are you going to tell Davy you are seeing him and Mr. Morris tonight or are we to keep that secret too? My heart sank `What do you mean? I tried to feint ignorance `We heard you say you’re going to their room later; to `play cards’, does Davy know? I tried to carry on up the stairs, Brookmeyer touched my arm `You know we won’t say anything if we are allowed another go too’ `You won’t say anything at all you little shit, or else’ He pulled his arm away; he was grinning at me `Well, I can’t promise it won’t slip out, of course I will try not to let that happen, I am sure Davy would understand though, aren’t you? I knew exactly what Davy would do, fuck now he had me by the short and curlies too. `Okay when? `Well I’ Brookmeyer was interrupted, by Jonathon `We, remember’ Brookmeyer continued `okay we want longer next time’ Brookmeyer was obviously a scheming little shit too; I already knew how devious the twins were `And a few of the first and second years want to see it too, but I will sort that out.’ Brookmeyer added, I turned and walked off, I knew I would have to agree or I would be in shit with Davy again. I got back to my room, I couldn’t really believe what had happened, especially in the shower. But it was obvious that Mr. Duncan knew Mr. Morris, I wondered if Davy knew more about him than he had said. At this point I must describe Mr. Morris, he was a bit short only about 5’08” but he had a fit muscled wiry body, black hair and dark coloured eyes, a good-looking guy probably no older than his mid-twenties; so he was the new school caretaker. But just how did he know Mr. Duncan? I had barely got back into my room, when there was a knock at the door, I opened it and there was Brookmeyer with another first year. `Can we come in? I had a quick glance around. `Okay, but be quick’ `Two things Forts, first I need a pass that allows me up here anytime, if you can do that for me, secondly Cricklewood here want to see your cock and feel it. I was about to punch him, manipulative little shit. `I don’t think so Brookmeyer, no pass, no cock, now go’ I opened the door, he just grinned `Well I will just have a quick word with Davy, he is just down stairs’ Brookmeyer went to walk out. `Stop, but it can only be quickly’ I stood open mouthed as Brookmeyer was handed a sixpence coin by Cricklewood. `Can you lift up your kilt? I pulled up the front of my kilt, Cricklewood gasped and asked if he could touch me, Brookmeyer said yes, Cricklewood’s little hands reached out for my cock, which quickly became hard. `I thought he would be naked’ Cricklewood turned to Brookmeyer, who looked at me expectantly I shook my head, `I can’t do that now’ `When then? `Tomorrow? `Yes okay’ I dropped my kilt, Brookmeyer whispered something to Cricklewood and he nodded, I opened the door `Oh, just the pass, can you have it ready for tomorrow, cheers Forts’ I was doomed. I decided to skip dinner, I wasn’t that hungry and my stomach was churning anyway. I had seen Davy and told him to have a good time and I would see him in the morning; I felt like a shit. I sat watching the clock, it seemed to move so slowly, my mind flipped from, I am not going, to I can’t wait; my cock head rubbing against the coarse kilt material, told me it couldn’t wait. At 8pm I found myself outside Mr. Duncan’s room; my chest was pounding, I knocked lightly on the door. A naked grinning ankara escort bayan or was it leering Mr. Duncan opened it and practically dragged me in shutting and locking the door quickly behind me. `I told you, you would be back’ He pushed me back against the closed door, he kissed me on the lips forcing his tongue into my mouth as his fingers sought out my nipples through my shirt and twisted them hard, I gasped, my mind electrified, he stepped back undid my sporran, dropping it at my feet, it was joined by my plaid broach and next my belt, my kilt fell away revealing my hard cock and balls, he gripped my shirt and pulled it off over my head, stripping me naked before him. He gripped my nipples again and twisting them pushed and lowered me to the floor. `On your knees stud’ He growled, I glanced round the room, Christ, Mr. Duff was there too sitting in a chair by a small table; a deck of cards sat in the middle of the table; ah the card school. Mr. Duff was naked in the chair stroking his cock, his tall thin frame looking strange in the seat, his cock was long and thin; spike like, his body hairless. There was a cough as Mr. Morris came out of the en-suite he too was naked. This was the first time I had seen his body he had a bit of chest hair and a black treasure trail, his cock was hard and he had pulled back his foreskin exposing his bellend, he must have been eight inches long and reasonably thick, his balls were smallish, in fact I couldn’t see them due to his bushy pubes. Mr. Duncan glanced between them, showing me off. `Told you, Forts here is a pain and cock slut, I knew he would be back for more…..and he is a good fucker, I intend to enjoy his cock again tonight too’ Mr. Duncan, gripped his cock and forced it against my lips; I felt a sharp slap across my cheek, with my cheek stinging I opened my mouth and began licking his wet cockhead; his taste flooded back into my senses. Mr. Morris stood watching and then walked over, took a handful of my hair in his fist and pulled my mouth off of Mr. Duncan and on to his cock. He held my head watching as I licked his bellend, I stopped for breath; another hard slap, he pushed his cock back into my mouth and forced it to the back of my throat, I felt my self-gagging as he fucked my face, he pulled his cock head from my mouth; another slap. `He has got to do it better than this’ Mr. Morris positioned my head and again rubbed his oozing bellend against my lips smearing his precum on them `lick it up boy’ He hissed as he pushed the bellend again into my mouth. The gravelly voice from behind me had me glancing round. `He needs to learn respect first, he has fire in his eyes, he needs to be broken’ Mr. Duff got out of his chair, he walked over; Mr. Morris moved aside. I glanced up at Mr. Duff, he was so tall and thin he looked like a stick man, he stopped before me his long thin cock swaying in front of him. He looked down at my balls, he stretched out his foot and began lifting and dropping them, bouncing them with his bony toes, each contact getting harder than the last. Mr. Morris held my mouth on his cock, forcing me to suck and lick it as the sickening pain in my stomach got worse as my balls danced, Mr. Duncan was laughing watching my balls bouncing he shoved his foot in between my legs too and Mr. Duff and him took turns flicking my balls, I had tears in my eyes. Mr. Duff eased his cockhead into my mouth, his hand holding my head firmly in place; the three of them kept up a torrent of abuse, I was a worthless cocksucker; and yet my own cock was rock hard, straining its skin even, my brain racing and excited. Mr. Duff dragged his foot over my bellend, I left a smear of precum across his foot. `How does he have two brand marks? I heard Mr. Morris ask `Oh, that one is from a silly boy, who thinks Forts is his boyfriend, alas the fading one is the one I gave him’ Mr. Duncan laughed, `We will leave him and his boyfriend in no doubt, who he belongs too after tonight’ I tried to pull myself off Mr. Duff’s cock as Mr. Morris’ fingers tightly gripped the fading bruise on my neck. `Please Sir, No, please do this one, use it as your mark’ I nodded towards the mark Davy had left `We will have to see if you behave, do exactly what we want and that may be possible. What do you think guys? ********************* Guys a slightly shorter chapter today, family issues have kept me from writing, let me know what you think, is this all a dream or is Forts about to enter a whole new world of deceit and depravity? ****************************** 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

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