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This is a wonderful story, so well written, i hope he carries on posting stories on here

WoW! A very eventful birthday that promises to become even more memorable in the next chapter hehe :-)

I awoke on Christmas morning, and my Birthday, to a light tapping on my bedroom door, i called out 'who is it?' and Hamish's voice replied, I woke Tam, with a finger to my lips, got out placed on my bathrobe and ruffled the sheets of the spare bed and unlocked the door, in case your wondering why we all lock or bolt our doors, it's because many times in the past, guests who have had a little too much to drink, barge in to an already occupied bedroom instead of there own, so now if you wander up stairs and a door is unlocked you know it's empty. 

Hamish wispeared to me, 'We need you down stairs Laddie,'  I looked at my watch it was 5,30, I told Hamish i would get dressed and i would be down in a few minutes, Tam lifted his head, 'what's happened?' i pulled on my trousers, 'I have no idea, but keep your phone near you and i will let you know OK?' he nodded, i reached down and kissed him, as i was leaving he said, 'Happy Birthday Rory, i will give you your present later' and he winked, i smiled and left. Hamish was waiting for me in the Drawing room, 'What is it Hamish?'  'it's those two lads up at the Lodge, there completely snowed in.' and Hamish explained the Cedric had gotten up early to have a pee and noticed that the snow was very deep,

High winds had covered one side of the Transit Van up to its roof and when he opened the door a wall of snow faced him, it had drifted up to about eleven feet.  'And there panicking' was Hamish's last word on it.' We have to get up there Hamish, what say we take the P38 its snowplow is still attached, and we also take the tow bar,' The tow-bar is just that, a twelve foot long forged steel square solid rod with a shackle on one end and a ball cover on the other, my father designed it to pull heavy lorries out of muddy terrain with one of the tractors, the tow-hitch cover slips over a normal tow bar ball, and the other has a shackle that fits around the front tow hitch on all vehicles, the idea was to drive up in the P38, clear the snow from the door, load the Van with all the priceless equipment, hook it up to the P38 and with the Van just idling and out of gear, the 4.8 liter P38 would lead it down the mountain fully attached to the front of the van. The idea of just taking a tow rope would be suicide, Hamish agreed and he went off to get the keys for the garage, i said i would meet him there and in the meantime i phoned Tam and told him everything, he pleaded to come with me but i said it would be too dangerous to risk his life on such an errand, not realising that he was now scared to death worrying about me.

We reached the garage, a little snow had fallen but the mountains would be another matter, Hamish slid open the door with one push, normally it takes two men to open the 16 foot high steel doors, the P38 Range Rover towered above me, 5 liter engine 3 .5 tons in weight, a true and faithful workhorse, we  loved this 15 year old dark metallic blue Range Rover, the heaviest and most powerful Range Rover had ever built, but with an average mileage of eight miles to the gallon in normal gear, and less than four in low gear, it was a thirsty car, but could drive virtually anywhere. Hamish picked up the 150 pound tow bar by himself and lifted it onto the roof bars and strapped it in, he drove i sat in the passenger seat, it was five miles to the Lodge and at first the going was good, but the higher we went the deeper the snow, so the plow came to the fore, twice we had to stop and engage low gear because there was tons of snow in front of the plow, Hamish revved the engine and the car slowly edged forward, we reached the lodge at 8.15 and it was a mess, the snow had drifted to the first window covering the door, Cedric and Lacklan waved to us from the upper windows. Hamish told them to dowse the log fire, we never left a fire burning, we took out the snow shovels and made just enough room for Cedric and Lacklan to get out, Hamish inspected the lodge, made sure the fire was out and then we proceeded to load up the Transit with their baggage.

Hamish fitted the long tow-bar while i explained to both of them what was going to happen, Cedric looked terrified, but Lacklan clapped his hands in glee, Hamish whispered to me 'is that lad a bit soft in the head, ' and i had replied that 'he is autistic' and Hamish had replied, 'Really, i thought he was Scottish!' i never did find out if he was kidding or not. Hamish drove the P38 and i guided the van down the now snowplowed track down the mountain, Lackland loved it, 'Happy Birthday my Lord', I smiled at him, 'Thank you your Grace,' and Cedric asked that today, Christmas day, was my Birthday, and i had replied that it was, 'and your doing this?' and he shook his head.

We reached home about 11 o'clock to quite a reception, we walked into the drawing room and most of my siblings and the Royal Party were milling around, they all turned when Hamish and I walked in, my father immediately inquired of Hamish why he hadn't been told first, and he and Hamish walked off to a corner and chatted, then Edmond walked in and saw me, 'Rory!' i turned towards him, he hugged me and said 'Happy Birthday, and room went still, with all the drama having been passed to everyone by Tam at breakfast, everybody had forgotten it was my day, in unison they all wished me a Happy Birthday and gathered around me to hug and kiss me, but there was no Tam, i thanked everybody and explained that i would go up and shower and change and be down soon, and i dashed up stairs to find Tam siting on his bed looking morose, he saw me and jumped into my arms and just hugged me very tight. I felt guilty i had made him worry so much, 'everything's fine and we are all safe, Tam broke off from the hug,  'but why did it have to be you, what about your older brothers?', i sat him down, Tam, i am the only male in the family who is single, they all have wives and family,' and Tam burst into tears,' 'but you have me'! and i took him into my arms, 'Yes Tam but they don't know that do they? i have to shower i stink of sweat, do you want to join me?' and his mood brightened, we locked the door and went and showered together. but this time Tam washed me all over, as he had already showered, we toweled each other, i kissed him and he played with my cock during the kiss,  'and what have you got me for my Birthday?' i asked him, he squeezed my cock and said 'Later my Lord' i smiled at him, OK, i could wait, we dressed ourselves and rejoined, the now jolly party of people in the Drawing room.

My mother approached me, 'Have you had breakfast darling?'  i shook my head, she called to one of the girls handing out small morsels of food on silver platters, 'What do you want to eat?' i asked for a cooked Scottish breakfast, bacon, eggs, sausages and sliced haggis swimming in baked beans, i was famished, she smiled and went off to prepare me some food. my father came to me, 'Happy birthday my boy,' i thanked him but asked him if he had admonished Hamish, to which he replied that he hadn't as it was the right decision, if he had woken him then the whole house would be informed, as t was, we all had a good sleep and only found out at breakfast when Tam had told us.

He took hold of my arm, 'follow me my boy' he took me to where the two couches were arranged facing each other with a coffee table in between the ten foot couches, and piled on the table were loads of presents wrapped in gaudy coloured paper, i father pointed to them, 'Happy Birthday my son, and for your courage this morning i have added something to the pile.' I started opening them as my family and friends gathered round. My parents had bought me an I Pad, just what i wanted, there were the usual socks and pants, some very expensive aftershave, and a beautiful fountain pen, mat black, quite thick, i looked at the note that came with it, it was from Tams parents, i thanked them, not realising until later that, that particular Japanese pen cost a small fortune.

Hamish had given me a stunning silver mounted 'black knife' for my Kilt sock,  i thanked him, they were all just wonderful, and the best thing about my Birthday is that we had yet to open any Christmas presents, my father piped up, 'you have missed one' and i saw a very flat small package wrapped in green Christmas paper, i opened it and it was dark red cellophane with Coutts Bank printed on it, and it contained a thousand pounds in fifty pound notes, so that was the 'little extra' for my mornings efforts, i hugged him then i had a text from the Howard at the kitchen, my food was ready, i excused myself and with Tam at my heels i walked to the kitchen even Tam tried the fried Haggis until i told him what it contained.

Now full and sated we joined the other guests in the drawing room, they had finished lunch and now it was presents time, both Tam and I were so excited, Tam because this was his first Christmas and i because i knew i had more presents to come, we gathered around the huge Christmas tree and my mother picked up random presents and called out  the name of the person who's name was written on the tab, we all watched as the presents were opened and smiled at the pleasure it gave to every recipient, my mother called Tams name and he was handed three presents, we all watched as he opened the first one, it was from his parents, a limited edition James Bond Omega watch, just like mine, Tam was a great fan and was overjoyed by it, then a long box was given him and i helped him open it, it was from my parents, a gleaming Basket Hilted Sword with blue etchings down the blade, 'To go with your kilt' was all my mother said, then he opened mine, i had bought him an exquisite 'Biodag' a Gaelic word for the Highland Dirk, a short sword about two feet long with two matching smaller ones fitted in the sheaf, one was a knife the other a fork, it had been made from bog oak with silver fittings and with it a matching 'Black Knife,  a 'Sgian dubh' for his sock, 'Now you have the full accessories to go with your kilt Tam'  i said to him, and he was very moved,

His father asked him to go and change and put on the presents, i went with him to show him how, so we left and went to our bedroom and i  showed him how everything fitted, he had turned on the recording on his laptop so he wouldn't forget in the future, i stood back and looked at him, he looked tremendous, i felt my cock harden at the sight of this beautiful boy standing there armed to the teeth, 'Turn around Tam' he did so, i quickly lifted his kilt high, spat saliva into my hand, rubbed it on my head and bent Tam over and entered him, he fell forward onto the bed, the sword jingling, he said nothing as i just plowed into him, the sight of him dressed in full highland kilt was too much for me to resist, i heard him groan as my cock head swelled as i came into him, i pulled out and he rose and turned to me, 'That was what i wanted to do to you when i first saw you in your full kilt' i smiled as i wiped him clean, 'Then you should of!' we kissed and together, we walked down the grand staircase and headed for the packed drawing room and everybody was impressed by Tam's kilted figure especially his parents.

My mother said, ' just in time Rory here's your present, and she handed out a very small box to me, i looked a little concerned and everyone laughed, i opened it and it was the keys to a Range Rover, i looked up not understanding,  my father smiled, 'I have ordered the latest one so my Beautiful 'Evoke' is now yours!' I just couldn't believe it, my fathers two year old Metallic Blue Range Rover with Burr Walnut trim and pale yellow Leather seats, i had loved it from the moment it had been delivered and only my father and Hamish had ever driven it, i hugged my father, my brothers and sisters all approached me with their presents, and we had a lovely couple of hour's seeing what everyone had got, my parents had given The Royal Couple some Ancient Celtic sheep sperm. In the many Skype chats Tam's father had had with mine, he discussed that on the Island, the sheep had to be brought down in early winter, so my parents had surprised them with the present that would mean the future sheep could graze all year round and like goats they eat everything and they were overjoyed, they would have the only one's in Japan. We all retired for naps it was going to be a hectic night, Tam followed me to our room, and we undressed, 'Rory?' i looked up, 'Now it's my turn' and Tam smiled at me knowingly, i asked him what position he wanted he just pointed to the bed so i lay on it, he spreadeagled me to it and tied my hands and feet to the four corners and gagged me, he placed an open bottle of poppers near my head and bent down and his something behind his back, 'Do you remember when you wore that cap on your cock to show me how it was like to be made love to by me?' i nodded, he smiled and took his hand from around his back and in his hand he held 'Rory Boy' and i began to sweat.