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Subject: Operation Pied Piper – Part 91a 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. Remember you can make your donation in Honour of your favourite writer too. 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. ******************** `Hey, I think you should be thanking our little friend here with the amazing tongue too’ As we all laughed, Niki, opened his mouth and gave his tongue a little waggle, before throwing himself into the pile of bodies we had now all become. ******************* Operation Pied Piper � Part 91a Davy continues the story I had to stop myself giggling; Niki’s little cheeky face was grinning at me, his tongue millimetres from lightly flicking up McPhee’s cut cock head; he leaned forward: contact. His tongue flattened as it passed between the glans; I shuddered imagining the sensations as it stimulated both of the fat orbs, his lick finished at McPhee’s cock lips, where he was rewarded with a jewel of precum. Niki nodded at me; now it was my turn again. I gripped Fort’s hard shaft again and gently eased down his foreskin, exposing his swollen bellend once more. With Niki nodding, I reached out my tongue and delicately licked up Forts fat shaft, my tongue using his taut bowstring as a guide up between his glans orbs, I let it drag across them and on up to his cock lips; as I reached the tip, I felt his cock throb, his body moaned. I froze and watched his cock lips, my prise of precum was revealed, bubbling to the surface, I lapped it up and let its sweet saltiness coat my tongue. How had our game started? Niki had roused me from my sleep by giving me a gentle nudge; his little face inches from mine. He had pointed to the sleeping figure of McPhee. He had woken to the still sleeping McPhee’s morning glory inches from his face. I had winked and stuck my tongue out and licked up wards; he had cottoned on immediately. Niki scrabbled down to the foot of the bed and I slowly joined him, trying hard not to disturb the sleeping guys. Forts too, was on his back still fast asleep, his legs slightly apart. Niki, snickering, nodded at Forts, his cock was midway between being soft and a lazy lob; it lay fat and heavy over his balls, half his cockhead hidden by his foreskin, the rest peeking out; like it was wearing a polo neck jumper. I had shuffled between Forts legs and taken his cock into my mouth, gently I teased him hard; he had groaned and shifted a few times, but hadn’t woken, so here we both were, two beautiful hard cocks in front of us, waiting to be worshipped. Each of us gripped the base of the hard cocks and stood them up like soldiers; stifling giggles as we swayed them about. Now, being uncut myself, I had been fascinated the first time I had encountered a cut cock, how could the same organ, be so different. McPhee’s large crab apple sized cockhead had no bowstring as I called it, I think the technical term is Frenulum or something like that; so, his bellend wasn’t under strain and sat just like a freshly plucked crab apple, the gap between the glans wide and inviting, similarly he had a very clear circumcision scar; easily spotted as the skin was a different colour either side of it, this was about an inch and a half, maybe even two inches, below the head on his shaft. Forts and Gary’s for that matter, as they always struck me as identical, had a bowstring, sorry Frenulum which reached almost to their cock lips, as they got hard, this began to strain and pulled the bellend back, both had loose foreskins; neither totally covered their cockheads even when soft; some guys still thought they were circumcised, but closer examination showed they had the old bowstring and so were uncut. Anyway, enough of the anatomy lesson. Niki and I took turns licking up and lapping away the precum from our respective prises; God, I loved sucking Forts cock; well, if the truth be known, any cocks really. I had just licked up some more precum nectar, when I felt my bum squeal at me, it suddenly felt very full, I was forgetting how much cum had been pumped into me last night, I whispered to Niki, I had to go to the loo and rushed into the ensuite. Coming back into the room, I saw Gary was awake, he was positioning himself behind Niki, as I reached the bed, he winked at me and thrust forward, burying his cock deep into Niki, as I resumed my ankara escort position gripping Forts wet hard shaft. Gary worked out what we were doing and began a slow fuck of Niki’s arse, allowing him to carry on licking and working on McPhee’s rock-hard cockhead. I felt Gary’s hand on the small of my back; I looked round, he mouthed “your turn”, he pulled out of Niki and moved in behind me; his fingers pushed into me, he leant forward and whispered in my ear `Still nice and wet and open’ He gave my ear a little nibble; I felt my legs widen, why did someone nibbling on my ear lobe make me do that? His bellend positioned at my puffy hole and with a gentle thrust of his hips, his cockhead was inside me. I groaned as he slowly slid the full eight inches into me again. I buried my head into the mattress before Forts hanging balls, my hand still gripping his cock, as my arse accepted this intruder deep inside me. I heard a familiar laugh, I dreamily raised my head, peering round Forts cock, he was grinning down at me. `You really are insatiable’ He reached for my blond hair, gently took a handful and guided my mouth back to his bellend. `Come on, I want to cum too’ He nudged McPhee, who sat up on his elbows, grinning down at Niki `Christ I thought I was dreaming, come here you’ McPhee, gripped the base of his cock and waggled it, Niki scrambled forward and positioned his arse over McPhee’s bellend; how could such a small guy take such a huge cock in his arse so easily. `Hey, concentrate on me you’ Forts pushed me down on his cockhead, I coughed as it hit the back of my throat. `Come on take it’ I swallowed hard and pushed down, a hard jab from Gary forced me forward, Forts cockhead popped into my throat, he began to grind his hips upwards as Gary increased the depth and speed of his thrusts. BANG, BANG, BANG, I tried to turn towards our door `Come on your Highness, the fucking horses still need looked after’ Good old Archie, Forts grunted and began to fuck my mouth and throat faster `Just a few minutes…more…argh’ He pulled back into my mouth as he began to cum, my taste buds, electrified , as his load coated my mouth. `Fuck, has he just cum…shit’ Gary’s balls began slapping against my arse harder and faster, he grunted and thrust forward, blasting his load into me. Forts pushed me by my shoulders, forcing me back deeper on Gary’s cock. `Right, I have to get going’ Forts leapt out of the bed, stopping to kiss me, his tongue snaked into my mouth. `Mmmm, hey I’m tasty’ He grinned and winked `… right behave while I am away, see you at Breakfast’ He disappeared into the ensuite `I had better go and help too, come on McPhee, blow your load, you can help as well’ Gary, slapped McPhee’s balls and disappeared into the ensuite. I lay contentedly watching Niki use his arse to bring McPhee to a shattering orgasm. Niki sat panting for a few moments, McPhee tapped his bum and Niki lifted off, with a loud slurping noise. I reached out my hand and Niki scooted over beside me, I wrapped my arms round him as McPhee got up and scratching his balls, headed for the ensuite. We snuggled up watching the three guys get dressed and then disappear out of the room. `Come on then Niki, I suppose we should get up too’ He nodded, `Come on we can shower together’. ** Captain Leahy picks up the story Finally; we had a work detail and guards from the POW camp, it had taken a lot longer than I had hoped. They were in the words of the newsreels a surly bunch, most were downed Luftwaffe pilots and aircrew; probably some of the more fanatical Nazi’s, many glared at us with an arrogance, which was I suppose all they had left. With Brandt’s help I organised them into two groups and got them busy assembling the wooden frames for the concrete to be poured into. `Morning Forts, chaps, you three off riding? Forts stopped `Well, McPhee and I are once we have mucked them out, Gary is off to check on Bruno, has Archie passed you? `Yes he went over about fifteen minutes ago’ `Okay cheers’ I watched Fort’s and McPhee head towards the stables, while Gary headed to the Castle kennels, a commotion in the pit dragged me back to the task in hand. A couple of the Germans, one a huge man, were squaring up to each other, I shouted down to them, my words falling on deaf ears, a young Officer who had brought them over from the camp began shouting at them in German, as he unholstered his pistol, they finally moved apart; I hoped this wasn’t a portent of things to come. Brandt crossed over to the Officer; I could hear the odd word, but would have to wait until Brandt came back over to me. `Malcolm, we are going to have to erect a small enclosure and a small hut, apparently it is too far, to take them all back to the camp to be fed each meal time, I said I would speak to you’ `Okay, does he have any preference for placing it? `No, but it will just escort ankara have to have somewhere for them to rest and eat’ `Okay, I will get the English lads on to that now. Did he say what that row was about? `Only that he was surprised by the big guy he is usually very placid; he is a captured sailor, the rest are diehard Nazi airmen, all hotheads, apparently they don’t get on, they think the Big guy is a traitor’ I called over Sergeant Bob Cook and gave him and his men the task of erecting a small compound, complete with a gate a wooden hut and importantly a long drop latrine, until it was completed, the prisoners were going to have to be closely guarded; especially at meal times. ** Archie continues the story I was pleased that Forts was acting like his old self, I could have happily stripped off and joined the five of them in that bed. But as I had pointed out, there were horses to be cared for. It was a beautiful sunny morning as I exited the Castle, I bumped into Brandt and Leahy, who were busy organising some captured Germans into a useful work party; I thought to myself, the horses looked an easier option. As I entered the stable yard I was met with snorts and whinnied greetings and as usual Pegasus, kicking at is door. I walked over to him `Hello big fella, yes your first, your always first’ I clapped him on the neck. Morag’s head and then Daphne’s appeared over the door of the neighbouring stall. `Hello ladies, are you looking for Forts?’ I gave them both a bit of grain from my pocket `Don’t worry, he will be along soon’ I set to work, removing the soiled straw and replacing it with fresh, I thought I heard voices outside. `About bloody time, you lazy git’ I lobed a pitch fork full of horse muck out the open door; oh god Forts didn’t usually squeal like that; then a mouthful of expletives in Russian, I bounded over to the door. Dima was helping his sister the Princess Theodora, brush the hay and worse off of her outfit, he glared at me. Barking in English `I should have you horse whipped, idiot’ He began to march towards me, Theodora, caught hold of his arm. `Dima, don’t be so rude, it was an accident’ She looked at me and with a demure smile she began to laugh `Well, I hope it was’ Totally disarmed, and forgetting I was, only seconds ago about to punch Dima; Prince or not, I grinned back. `Welcome to the stables Princess’ `Thank you Archie, I was hoping to find Forts here, have you seen him? `Did someone say my name? `Oh, good morning Princess, Prince Dima’ Forts came round the corner and Theodora and Dima, curtseyed and bowed respectively. I caught McPhee’s look, was it surprise or amazement, probably a mixture of the two. Forts, held out his hand to Theodora. `Princess, Prince, please, there is no ceremony here, here I am just Fort’s’ Dima went to speak, but Forts stopped him. `Please, no more curtseying or bowing and call me Forts, please’ Another beautiful smile from Theodora and a slight nod of her head. `Forts, why don’t you saddle up Pegasus and Morag and take Theodora for a look round the grounds’ Forts looked at the wheelbarrow full of horse muck. `Leave it to me and McPhee, I may even get Dima here working’ Dima backed away, I laughed `Only kidding Prince’ Forts turned to Theodora `Would you like to go for a ride Princess? Again, that demure smile, followed by a little sideways nod of her head; she knew how to control a man. Forts blushed and looked embarrassed. `Go and get the horses ready’ I said hopefully saving his blushes. While Forts, got Pegasus and Morag saddled up, I got Daphne out to meet the Princess; explaining how Forts had helped deliver her; God, all this girl did was smile and such a beautiful smile too. Forts moved Morag to the mounting stairs and I helped Theodora get on, Forts ever the show off, practically leapt on to Pegasus’ back, the Princess giving him another beautiful smile; I was sure Forts blushed. With a “click” “click”, the two of them moved off out through the stable yard and down under the archway, both of them chatting and laughing. ** Davy takes up the story Niki and I finally made it down to the dining hall; Gregor gave us both a cup of tea, breakfast was going to be a while yet; he had to cook for the German POW’s too today `Are they here now then? Gregor nodded `A right rum looking bunch if you ask me, bloody arrogant Germans’ I looked at Niki `Shall we go and see them? Niki nodded; muttering something about, bloody Germans, we walked down the stairs together, the dark interior of the Castle in strict contrast the bright sun light flooding in through the open door at the bottom of the stairs. `Good morning lads’ `Good morning Captain Leahy, Lieutenant Brandt, beautiful morning, we have come to see the German POW’s’ `Well don’t get to close, they are all down in the pit’ I got down on my hunkers to Niki `Shall we go and ankara escort bayan see them’ He nodded `Morning Davy, hello again Niki’ Gary winked as he approached, Bruno was beside him, straining on the metal chain connected to his thick leather collar, Niki and I had moved a step or so closer to the pit, I was busy looking at Gary. Suddenly Niki was crying and trying to get behind me. `Niki what is it? `Bruno, Bruno’ I got down to him again `Don’t be silly Bruno won’t hurt you, you know he is a big softy’ Gary had stopped, but it suddenly dawned on me that Niki was staring in to the pit not at Gary or the dog. I manoeuvred Niki in front of me, but he was in a terrible state, crying and pointing `Bruno. Bruno’ With that a huge German at the bottom of the pit glanced up, he let out a cry and began running towards us; Niki was now moving forwards pulling against my arm. The German, flattened one of the guards as he made his way towards us, then mayhem broke out, as guards and prisoners began running in all directions, Leahy and Brandt both drawing their weapons as they grabbed me and Niki, pushing us behind them. The deafening rapport of Brandt’s pistol as he discharged it into the air, caused everyone to freeze, except the Huge German, now it was quiet I could clearly make out he was shouting `Niki, Niki, mein Kleiner Affe’ (Niki, Niki, my little monkey) He had tears streaming down his face, I was having enough problems of my own as I struggled to hold on to Niki. Brandt levelled his pistol as the German tried to clamber out of the pit, he shouted in German `Halt oder Sie warden schiessen’ basically “Stop or you will be shot” Niki slipped from my grasp and leapt at Brandt’s out stretched arm, knocking his arm upwards the gun went off again. This time everyone froze, including Niki and the German. `What the fuck is happening’ Athol came running through the door towards us `Stop shooting, for Christ sake. Put your guns away, now what the fuck is happening’ Two of the guards had now grabbed hold of the large German and were holding him, Niki looked up at me pleading. `That’s Bruno’ `Niki your not making sense’ `Davy are you okay, Dad, what’s happening? Fort and the Princess had come galloping up, when they heard the gun shots, as had Archie, McPhee and Dima, who were now standing by the pit, Forts leapt down from Pegasus and run over to me. `Are you okay? What is it? I looked at him `I am fine, I don’t know why but Niki has just gone crazy, he seems to know this big German, but his English isn’t good enough to make sense of what he is saying’ As we both looked down at an obviously distressed Niki, Theodora’s voice speaking in perfect Russian, called Niki’s name. He looked up, and an animated conversation began, with much arm waving from Niki; the Princess nodding and every now and then asking something else. Athol couldn’t wait any longer `Princess! what is the problem? `It appears that man was on the Merchant ship, that Niki was held prisoner on, his name is Bruno, he was the one who looked after him’ Athol grunted `Looked after him, are you sure? I was told he was used for sex’ `Dad, you can’t speak about that in front of the Princess’ I glanced at Forts, surprised he was now standing up for her and he was blushing again. Theodora spoke once more. `Yes, it was him who used Niki for his pleasure, but he also kept him safe from some of the other crewmen who wanted to brutalise him’ Athol, shook his head and turned to me `Davy take Niki into the Castle and find Digbey and Torcall, oh and Ouranoff, Forts, you and the Princess continue your ride, Leahy can you get things sorted out here, Brandt can you join me in the staffroom’ Athol glanced round at us all and then nodded for Archie to follow him, he disappeared back into the Castle. I looked at Forts `You are not seriously going to continue with your ride are you? Forts looked at me as if he wasn’t sure what to do, McPhee stepped forward `Forts, you stay with Davy, I will look after the Princess’ `Well, behave yourself McPhee and remember she is a Princess’ Forts turned back to me `Come on lets find out what this is all about’ **************************** 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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