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Subject: Operation Pied Piper – Part 37c 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. 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 ———————————————————————- I glanced over to Mr MacDonald, he had taken hold of his cock, he was staring at the sky, slowly sliding his hand up and down his shaft, a quick look at Archie revealed he was doing the same. I turned to Forts, he was smiling at me, he blew me a kiss and lay back, stroking his fat cock, I closed my eyes and gripped my cock. This was no speed wank session, we stroked and edged for ages, each eventually groaning and spilling our loads when it was our time; it was as erotic, as it was beautiful to be part of it. Eventually, Archie had announced we should be getting back, there where animals to look after. ***************** Operation Pied Piper � Part 37 c Davy picks up the story We finally got back to the farm, now walking as two couples; well, I thought we were. I held Forts hand all the way back; the black clouds seemed to have gone, his was his old self, excitedly talking about getting back to check on Morag and Daphne; a name that only yesterday would have reduced him to touchable gloom. As we climbed the final gate into the farm yard, Mr MacDonald announced he was cooking, he gave Archie a quick kiss and vanished inside the house. `Come on your two, animals to be checked and fed, hmm, where shall we start’ Archie grinned at Forts; Forts eyes shot to the horse stalls `Morag and daph…’ Archie chuckled and headed for the horse box, always knowing that was where they would start. `Forts grab a bale of hay from the end stall, it’s time we fed Morag and Daphne, Davy can you hold the door open for him?’ I nodded, Archie went straight into the box, I could hear him, chatting away to the horses. Forts was soon next to me partially concealed by the hay bale’ `Open up Davy, please’ I pulled the door open and Forts staggered inside `That’s it, over here, and I will help put it in the Hay rick’ Archie, helped Forts lift the bale up into the wooden hayrick, his eyes never leaving him. Forts clapped Morag’s neck and gently blew in her nose; she gave a little snort back as he kissed her muzzle. `You have a way with horses, Forts, you’re a natural’ Forts grinned and was that a bit of a blush `No seriously, Morag and Daphne, are looking great, you did a super job son, I couldn’t have done better myself’ Forts gave Archie a hug as the two of them watched as Morag began pulling down mouthfuls of hay, Archie nodded and smiled. `Right Calves next, you coming Forts to help Davy or staying here? `I will leave them to eat, I want to see how to feed the calves, I would love you to show me how to care for all the animals, but especially the horses’ Forts clapped Morag on the neck and then peered under her to Daphne, she stood peering back between her mother’s legs. `Hello beautiful, enjoy dinner, see you both tomorrow’ He then joined Archie at the stable door `Door man,…door, please’ Archie laughed at his joke; Forts gave me an exaggerated salute; he was definitely back. We walked together towards the cattle byre, Archie with his arms round us both, and went inside. `Right Davy, I want you to show Forts, how it’s done’ Archie, stood to the side as I got a bottle, made sure it was full and the teat was working and then I clambered over into the pen, where I was rapidly surrounded by ten open hungry mouths; big mistake, Forts and Archie were laughing as I danced about, getting wet calf noses stuffed up under my kilt. `Don’t let them latch on to that Davy’ Archie now had tears streaming down his face as he laughed, as I attempted to get a calf’s head out from under my kilt; kilts are not the thing to feed ten hungry calves in. `Could you do with some help Davy? Archie said through his tears; I nodded `Yes, yes, help’ As another wet slimy nose pushed against my arse cheeks. Archie grabbed a couple of more bottles and clambered into the pen to help me. Still laughing `Forts, you had better stay that side, just shove the bottles through the hurdle’ Now why didn’t I think of that, amidst a lot more laughs, hoots and hollers, we finally got all the calves fed. Archie and Forts, were still laughing at me, I was covered in straw and snot from the calves. Feeding over, Archie had picked me up and kissed me on the lips `You do make me laugh; I love you both so much’ He placed me safely down next to Forts, wiping his hands clean of the slime and snot my kilt was covered in. `I think someone will be needing a bath when we get back’ Archie ruffled my hair `But you don’t have a bath’ `Oh, not one of those fancy enamel ones, but I do have a galvanised bath tub, we can all use in front of the range’ `What in front of everyone? `Yes Davy,…if you want to peak, you can’ He laughed again `Come on lads, this way, more animals to check and feed.’ Archie, had obviously done the rest of the animals himself last night, I didn’t even know he had more. A few bales of hay, a pail of pignuts and a scoup of chicken corn later, we Bolu Escort headed back into the house. Mr MacDonald greeted us all with a broad smile. `Looks like food then baths, wash your hands and I will serve up’ We all sat down at the table, sausage, eggs, wild mushrooms and chips, just what we all needed after out days exertions. We all helped, clear the table and wash up. `Bath time’ Archie announced and began banging about in one of the cupboards, he pulled out a large old galvanised bath, Forts and I exchanged glances. `Hey, no funny faces, I used to be bathed in this as a baby, still using it now’ Archie, placed the bath in front of the range, I had missed him putting a couple of extra-large pans of water on it, they were now bubbling away. `So, who is going first? He grinned at Forts and me `Come on you can’t both be shy? `Sorry Archie, I am not shy, but I don’t know how to take a bath in it, it’s not big enough’ Archie snorted at me, `Well let me show you all then, this is how the poor folk who don’t live in Castles do it’ He winked at Athol; Athol laughed, turning it back on Archie. `Yes, boys this is how the peasants’ bath, think of it as a history lesson’ Forts and I settled down to watch as Athol helped Archie pour the kettle into the bath and then add cold water until the temperature was right, next Archie stripped off; his muscled body looked good in the light, handing his long kilt material and bits to Athol. He wiggled his willy at us. `Watch and learn boys, watch and learn’ He stepped in to the bath, with us all watching, he dropped a small flannel into the water and picked up a tin cup, he began using this to pour water down his body, then reaching for the soap, he built up a lather and began to rub it all over himself. He flicked some soap bubbles at me `Stop looking at my willy you’ I went to say I wasn’t; which wasn’t true, when I realised, he and everyone else was laughing again, he picked up the tin cup and began pouring the water down over his head and body; washing away the soap. I sat mesmerised, he had such a fit muscled body, clear tan lines on his arms and legs, he wasn’t as hairy as Forts, but had a clear treasure trail leading from his belly button to his pubes, his soft cock was cut; I seemed to remember that from Christmas, I tried to look closer, no, he wasn’t cut, his foreskin just sat below the head of his cock like a roll neck jumper; his cock was a good size hanging down at least five inches over his balls. `Hey I told you to stop staring at my willy’ Caught, a wet flannel hit me in the face, Forts leapt out of the way, laughing. `I have the same problem; he always stares at mine too’ `No, I don’t’ Forts winked at me, as he threw the flannel back to Archie, who finished, his bath, using the flannel to remove most of the excess water, he stepped out on to a towel on the floor and Athol handed him another one he had been warming on the range. After a flurry of white, he gave us all a twirl as he picked up his dressing gown and put it on. `Okay who’s next? Forts went next and then me, then Athol, each time some of the water was removed and more hot water added. The three of us, not as practised as Archie, made a lot more mess. Archie gave up with his small floor cloth and had gone and grabbed a mop, he was kept busy, mopping up the excess water we managed to spill. Soon though, we were all clean everything tidied away and all sitting round the range tightly wrapped up in our dressing gowns. `Who’s for hot chocolate? We all nodded as Archie, grabbed four mugs and began making up the drinks `Looks like we will have to change to Ovaltine soon, the hot chocolate is nearly all finished, I doubt we will see it again for a while’ `Well I can teach you all the song, you will all have to learn it’ Mr MacDonald, said before launching into `We are the Ovaltineys little girls and boys…’ He even did the actions, all with a wide grin, just like the posters `Arrgh, anything but that’ Archie handed round the hot chocolate and then the biscuit barrel. It was a lovely evening, we sat up late, laughing and chatting; I didn’t want it to end. Well until Forts, gave me a little kick and a wink, his head gesturing upstairs. I mouthed `what now? He sat back and glanced down, it was obvious his cock was rock hard, he winked again. We both got up, Forts spoke as I nodded in agreement. `We are off to bed, thank you both for another amazing day, see you in the morning’ Archie and Athol stood up and hugged us both in turn. `Thank you, boys, too, sleep well’ We ran up the stairs racing to be the first into the bed and under the covers, the house was a lot colder upstairs and last one in the bed had to turn off the light switch; hanging about longer in the cold. Forts cheated and I had to turn off the light, I stood naked by the light switch as he faffed about. `Come on, it’s so cold, it will drop off’ `I won’t be a minute’ He was laughing; sod him, I switched off the light and ran for the bed, hurriedly getting under the covers, I shuffled over to him. `Eeek, your cold, stay on your side’ `But Forts, you said…’ He jumped on me, throwing himself over the top of me `Come here, I am joking’ His last consonant lost as his mouth pressed against mine, he stroked my face, I felt my eyes fill up and a tear roll down my cheek, it connected with his skin, he pulled back `What’s wrong? `Nothing, I just love you so much and I thought I had lost you’ He kissed me again `You will never lose me Davy’ Our tongues Bolu Escort Bayan pushed into each other’s mouths, I could feel the warmth from his body, the familiar feel of his hairy chest stimulating my nipples, his fat cock, thickening and throbbing against my thigh, he ground it against me. He gripped my cock, it was hard to, he dived under the covers and I felt my bellend engulfed by his mouth, his tongue, licked at my cock lips, while his hands moved to my balls, a hand slid up to grip my shaft, his tongue, was licking me all over, each ball was sucked into his mouth and gently rolled on his tongue, he went back to my cock head, I heard him groan and make a Mmmmm, noise as his tongue licked up the first of my precum, I gripped his head, holding him against me, I lay back pushing my head into the pillow as his tongue worked its magic on my cock and the sensations on my brain. I needed, no had to kiss him, I tried to pull him back up to me, but he resisted, so there was nothing for it, I dived under the covers too, instantly feeling the heat from his hard body, I felt up his leg, my finger tips tingling as the coarse hair rubbed across them. I pushed on, up his firm calves; my mouth and tongue licking and kissing their way to my goal, the heat was growing. His mouth had not stopped pleasuring my cock and balls, I felt one of his hands fumble for the back of my head, it pushed me into his body, my face connecting with his rock hard shaft, and the wetness of his bellend, smearing his honey on my nose and face, I moved my mouth up, my tongue, stopped by the ridge at his glans, he was so wet, so sticky and wet, I let my tongue coat itself in his juice, licking up between the glans to his oozing cock lips, he groaned as I stretched wide and took his bellend as deep as I could into my mouth, he moved his hips and began to rock, his cock pushing deeper into my mouth with each thrust. I shuffled right on to my back, he eased his hips into position directly above me, letting go of my cock, he began fucking my mouth, I wrapped my hands over his arse and hips gripping him tightly, encouraging him to fuck my mouth and throat deeper, he was groaning and moaning, his cock slit flooding my mouth with precum. I eased a couple of fingers into the crack of his arse and began to work them down to his hole, another gasp, I eased a finger into his hole, he moaned `Oh, Davy, oh yes, uuurgh, urg, urg’ His hand gripped my head as his cockhead flared and he began flooding my mouth with his cum, I felt the first spurt and gulped in down, the next, I held against his cockhead, enjoying the taste as it flowed over my taste buds, igniting fireworks in my head, his bellend pumped more into my mouth, I swallowed down some more, I wanted to keep some to share, I felt his buttock tense and his cock give a last spasm, he shuddered the last of his cum into my waiting mouth, he held his position for a few moments, obviously enjoying the sensations flooding his body. I greedily sucked and licked his spent bellend, making sure I got it all. With him thoroughly drained, I pulled off his cock with a plop, it landed on my chin, still wet and warm, he rolled on to his side next to me, I wiggled up to his head, kissing up his treasure trail, gently nuzzling his belly button and then kissing each nipple, finally arriving at his mouth. His lips pressed to mine and his tongue snaked into my mouth, he moaned again as he tasted his own cum, he worked it out, stroking my face as he swallowed it down. He mumbled as he pushed me onto my back. `Now it’s your turn’ He kissed slowly down my chest, on down to my belly button and then to my much thinner treasure trail, my cock met him on the way down, he swallowed down my cock head and shaft again. I heard him suck his fingers and then felt one hand lifting my balls up, stretching my taint, his wet fingers slid to their goal, I felt my pucker twitch as his fingers touched me, his mouth and tongue still working my cockhead and shaft, he pushed into me with his fingers, quickly locating my boy nut with his thick fingers, I knew I wouldn’t be long, the through had barely crossed my mind; but I was so turned on, I tried to stop myself, I failed, I grunted and pushed up my hips, his throat making Mmmmm noises as I began to spunk into his mouth, more moaning and Mmmmms as he licked and drained my cock, he patted my side and side back up alongside me, I knew what to expect, his lips, still spunky pressed to mine, I opened my mouth as he began to dribble my cum into my waiting mouth, with the last drips he forced his tongue in to, we snogged some more before he rolled onto his back, pushing his arm under my neck, he pulled me close to him. `I love you Davy, never forget it’ `I love you too Forts, always’ I turned on myside and snuggled up against him, my fingers pushing into his hairy chest, we lay cuddling, excitedly chatting about the farm and how much fun it had been and all the things we had seen and done, I would have been happy just to enjoy the warmth and closeness of his body, but he obviously wanted to talk and that was great too. I suppose we lay for thirty minutes maybe a bit less, Forts giggled `Guess what? I looked up at his eyes `What’ I felt the bed clothes move a bit and then a hard-wet lump of flesh was being slapped against my thigh. `Your insatiable’ Our lips met as he clambered over me, easing open my legs, I lifted them up wrapping them around his hips, he shuffled forward, I felt his hard wet cock, push into my taint, Escort Bolu I eased my hips up more, his cockhead slipped to my pucker, our lips parted, he raised himself up and grinning down at me in the moon light, began to push his cock into my all too willing hole. My groan of pleasure, shared as our mouths joined once more. Athol takes up the story `They are great lads aren’t they Arch’ Archie nodded, Davy and Forts had just left the room, we had listened to them running up the stairs and the shrieks as they ran along the corridor, still kids but so in love. `Did you see Forts hard on? Lucky Davy’ `That monster is hard to miss’ We both chuckled, I looked at Archie `Don’t you hate getting old, we were just like them…always hard, always at it’ Archie continued to stare at the range, his expression didn’t change, his voice barely a whisper. `Carefree and in love, don’t you hate how life fucks you up, when you’re young and in love’ I watched Archie’s face, before speaking `You’re not wrong, I worry about them both, certain people seem to resent their happiness and do everything they can to cause trouble between them…and it’s not just the pupils’ Archie turned to me `Really? I continued `Forts good looks and manly body, make him a target of many who want to have sex with him, poor Davy as his boyfriend, a target out of jealously, for what he has got’ `Can’t you protect them? `Oh, I can when I know, but its amazing how devious some people can be. Forts is a horny young guy, they both are, both have been tempted to stray, but always seem to sort it out, by talking to each other…’ I chuckled, adding `Once they both calm down that is. Something you and I never got to do, different times…’ Archie turned to me `What about you Athol, did you ever find that special person? `You know the answer to that, I think’ Archie half smiled `Do you think, it could ever have worked between …?’ Archie, didn’t finish his sentence, we sat in silence, just the tick of the clock. Archie glanced at me `Any regrets? I grunted, pushing my feet closer to the range. `Loads of them and anger too…losing touch with you, how could they do that to us? I wrote every day for months…and you never knew’ `Me too,…You’re right a different world I suppose…Whisky? I nodded, Archie went under the sink and pulled out a bottle of single Malt Whisky. `Ah that’s where you hide it’ He laughed, as he opened another cupboard and took out two glass tumblers, he poured a generous slug into each glass. `I have got to thank you and the boys for a great day, it brought back lots of happy memories’ `Oh, no it’s thank you, for having us here at the farm’ Archie, began fussing with a pan on the range, I pressed on `It was amazing being up on the moor again…’ `Yes’ `You know I still love you don’t …’ `Athol, please, …’ `Don’t you love me anymore, I was hoping to show you last night, but you never came to bed? `I was with the horses’ More clattering of pans, Archie turned to me `Not just avoiding me? More banging `Did you see the boys faces when they saw that tin bath? Archie took a drink, I got up and faced him, he was changing the subject again. I took hold of his arms, my face inches from his. I had to speak `Are we going to carry on playing this game? `What do you mean? `You’re changing the subject when it gets round to us, every time, you can say if you don’t you love me anymore’ Archie looked down; a tear rolled down his cheek, his chest heaved `It’s not that, you know I love you more than anything, I am just so frightened of being hurt again’ He began to sob, great tears running down his cheeks, I grabbed him holding him tightly `Archie, those people who hurt us are all gone, it’s just us now’ I wiped away his tears, lifting his head so his eyes met mine. `I realise now… I love you as much at this moment, as the day we were torn apart. Please say you want to make a go of it again, please’ I kissed him and buried my face in to his neck, he wrapped his arms round me. `So where do we go from here? His voice was breaking up `Now, how about another drink and then maybe a little cuddle upstairs, but only if your happy’ He nodded and reached for his glass, another Whisky later, I stood up, took his hand and led him upstairs. I closed the door behind us. `God, I feel like I am fourteen again, on a first date, be gentle with me’ He gave me a kiss and chuckled, I undid his dressing gown and pushed it off his shoulders, his body so different from when I had last paid it any attention, now before me stood a grown man, his cock hadn’t changed it stuck out expectantly as it always had. I kissed him again and gripped his cock, his hand undid my dressing gown sliding it back off my shoulders, he chuckled `What? `Nothing, your just so much hairy now’ He kissed me again and walked me backwards to the bed. **************** 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

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