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Three weeks after Tony left he text me to call him at his Uni, in Newcastle, which I was delighted to do,

I had wanked a few times watching that vid of him pounding me in Harry's cabin in the woods. I phoned straight away and his soft lilting Edinburgh voice came over the speaker (I NEVER put a mobile against my head and may I suggest you don't either, use the loudspeaker or headphones!)

'Hello, Tony, how are you?' I could see his smile in my mind's eye.

Lonely Rory, I was thinking of coming up this weekend, would it be possible? I had to smile,

'You just want to shag me don't you, Baby? I waited with trepidation for some excuse, I  was surprised by his answer.

'Yes!' and then silence! he wasn't shy any more.

'Straight to the point Tony, I would have thought you had boys queuing up at your dorm room?.

'I've had a few offers, Rory,, but I am not interested, I Just watch the DVD you gave me from the cabin', ( I had given him a copy of the whole night's debauchery) I must say I was surprised, he had told me that he found it hard to wank to completion and with that thick monster I believed him.

'I thought you didn't wank Baby', I heard him laugh,

'Have you watched that DVD Rory?' I assured him I had, and many litres of spunk had been wiped off my tummy with tissues.

'Then you understand why I wouldn't mind a second go Rory, Plus I want to feel you inside me again!' I looked around the room to make sure no-one was listening to this conversation, I had gotten a painful hard-on.

I said I would call him back later as my father had something for me to do, and once I had found out what the task was I would return his call. We left it at that.( but I did face-call him that night and we wanked together.)

I sent Tony a short video of me Shagging Jaime when I was 15, just to whet his appetite.

I walked to my father's study to see what 'important' task he had for me. I knocked and he called for me to come in.

We hugged as always and he pored me some Tea, he seemed troubled, he had a file in front of him, I asked if something was wrong, it was rare for him to be 'bothered' by anything.

'Rory, my boy, do you remember Tandy?' I must have looked shocked, I literally jumped in my seat.

'Are you alright my son?'  It was a name etched on my memories since early childhood.

Tandy MacGilvery, ( I never knew whether that was his real first name or a nickname, I still don't) was a tragic boy who I grew up with me as a child in the Fortress. It wasn't until I left for boarding school at 13, and returned home to find him gone three years later that I made it my mission to understand what had happened to him,

He wasn't family, he was a year younger than me, and he was, what my parent's generation called half-caste, it sounds racist nowadays but it wasn't meant to be, it was exactly what he was half white, half brown.

I had known him since my earliest memory, in fact, I thought, at that time, that he was my brother, he shared a nursery with me, we played together, but only in the house, he was never allowed to join me and my friends from the village to play.

I was quite miffed at the time and I used to complain bitterly to my parents because I loved him very much, he was beautiful, as boys of that mixture of races usually are, and as my brothers were all over ten years older than me, he was my only true friend, but there lay a ghastly story behind his existence.

Tandy's father had come to the estate with his wife as a Forrester not long after I was born, and within a couple of months, she announced she was pregnant, always a joyful time in the Village, new life to add to the 'Clan'.

The drama started at Edinburgh General Hospital the night he was born, as was the custom then, prospective fathers waited to be called to the bedside after the birth.

The delay in which he was called made him suspicious, he demanded to see his wife and child and found Tandy lying there in her arms, understandably disturbed by the sight as both him and his wife were White, Scottish, a row ensued with him accusing her of going with one of the American sailors from Holy Loch, their Base in Scotland, she denied it and the argument got so heated the Police were called, and everyone took a dim view of Mrs MacGilvery.

Mr Macgilvery arrived back at the Village without her and filed for a separation order and then a divorce, My parents took pity on Tandy's mother, as she had nowhere else to go, and gave her a position, and home in the Big House and placed Tandy with me in the nursery, but every night his mother came for him.

I, of course, knew nothing about this, neither did Tandy, he was about five when his mother stopped coming for him, she had married another man from the village and left the area. Naturally, the new husband didn't want someone else's child to bring up especially one that had half the village divided for years, so from that time on Tandy was with me all the time and we grew through our childhood together.

Our personalities were very similar, and we liked the same things, one thing was obvious from the beginning was that he was not negroid ( Such a horrible word) he had light brown unmarked skin with straight black hair but European features, a very pretty boy indeed and we were inseparable, because he wasn't allowed to play in the village, selected friends were invited up to the Fortress for us to play with, but most of the time we two would wander the forests during the summer months just us two, gambling about in the sunshine.

I adored him and it was mutual and wonderful, we were inseparable.

He never knew his 'father', and as time passed, he never mentioned his mother, My mother gave him all the love he needed, I remember us both crying as I was driven off to boarding school at thirteen.we had just got into that stage of sexual exploration, and he had a lovely cock, as long as mine was, and he was 12, and we used to mess around playing with each other's at night as he slept in my bedroom with his own single bed.

I longed for Spring, Summer and Winter breaks so, I could return to my best friend, Our 'exploration' became quite charged as our balls dropped, him before me, he woke me up one morning when I was 15 and him fourteen to find his cock had grown overnight and couldn't wait to show me. I spent many hours helping him spunk all over the place. Mine 'dropped' while I was at Boarding school, and I couldn't wait to get home to show Tandy, but when I did he was gone.

My parents explained that he had gone to live with Ferdy Gunn, our Chief Forrester high up near the mountains to be trained as a Forrester, I was livid and demanded to see him,

Hamish had driven me the three hours to the huge wooden Cabin at the edge of the Forest where the Forresters were based, and I was overjoyed to see him, we embraced and wandered off into the forest and when we were out of sight of the other men, we kissed, I showed him my own miracle, a much bigger dick than he had seen before and we spent a good sweaty 15 minutes wanking and sucking each other off.

He was so handsome, and, although a year younger than me he was my hight with a bigger cock, I did love him so much and again we both shed tears when we had to leave. he was 14 and me 15.

Hamish consoled me and told me why Tandy had to leave me, I listened with mounting horror as the whole story was told to me, from his birth to his parents disintegrated marriage, the abuse he suffered when visiting the village from other children and some parents, that's why he wasn't allowed to go there anymore my parents wanted him to be loved and cherished as I was so kept him with me at the Fortress.

Then when I was 16, I came home to find he had left our Eden, he had taken an apprenticeship as a Logger in Canada, I was heartbroken, and couldn't be consoled for many months, little did I know that he had left me a leaving letter and had written to me many times, I never received them, but now I was sitting in my fathers study and he passed the file in front of me and left the room.

I read the leaving letter first and cried my eyes out, he had asked me to forgive him but he had to make a fresh start but he would always love me and we would meet again one day,

Then the letters of his progress in Canada, he seemed to be doing well, and wondered why I hadn't replied to him,

The last letter was Christmas 2013, my 17th Birthday, he wished me all the very best and much love but he could see by the lack of correspondence that I was too busy to reply to him,

That was the last letter. My father returned, I looked at him accusingly.

'Rory, my son, I know you're angry, but remember we could, if we wished, never have shown you this file on dear Tandy! The reason I am telling you now, today, is because Tandy will be here this weekend!' I just looked at my father saying nothing, was he kidding, my Tandy coming home?

'This weekend?' I repeated, he nodded,

'Why father, is he not well?' My father smiled,

'He is very well, Uncle Charles has taken very good care of him for us, he's almost as tall as you and as handsome!'

'Uncle Charles!' I repeated bewildered,

'Are you telling me he has been with Uncle Charles, Aunt May and Triston all this time? my father stood up and came around to my side of the desk, he placed his arm around my shoulders,

No, Rory, he has been living with the loggers but Uncle Charles has sponsored him and he has wanted for nothing, even buying him his first truck, he has done very well for himself and is well loved. I stood up.

'Yes, Father he is, By Me! How could you deprive me of these letters?' I pointed accusingly at the large pile lying on the desk.

'What must he think of me? he must hate me for not replying to him, I feel betrayed daddy, how could you behave in such an underhand manner? I was very angry.

'Rory, sit down, let me explain everything,!' and so it all came out. I felt a real sadness, deep within my soul, as the tale progressed.

They were happy to have Tandy stay with me and the family forever, it was obvious to them how much he loved me when I was driven off to boarding school at thirteen, he was twelve and morose for weeks, my parents doted on him to make up for my absence but he still remained subdued until I came home for Christmas, my father had told me that Tandy hadn't slept a wink the night before.

I do remember our reunion, I had asked where he was as soon as I stepped out of the Bently, my parents said he was waiting in our room, I shot up the stairs and into his arms and we kissed and chatted for hours, it was a wonderful Christmas for me especially as Tandy was there to share it with me, he was a Scorpio, born on the 20th of November.

Then that dreaded Christmas when I turned 16 to find him gone, I was bereft and missed him terribly, for months I had searched my mind thinking 'was it something I had done'? and not one word since, until now. It seems while I was away from that term, his mother had returned to the Village with a DNA test,

Sholto MacGilvery WAS his real father, she had found out that her great Grandmother came from British Honduras, as it was called then, hence his European features, but it has skipped two generations and emerged with her, she wanted to show my parents because she was determined the Village know the truth, that she hadn't been unfaithful to her husband and furthermore she was suing him for years of unpaid child maintenance.

A small fortune, Mr MacGilvery, who had basked in the light of righteous indignation for years, did a runner, and he was being pursued by his ex-wife's Lawyers.

My parents, to spare Tandy all this horridness, had telephoned my fathers younger brother, Uncle Charles and, with our Nanny in tow, was rushed out there after a tearful goodbye from everyone in the Fortress including my parents, but not me!

They deemed me Too young to know of all these frightful goings on so, I was told he had taken an apprenticeship in Canada as a logger, which was basically the truth, and the reason he was returning this weekend?

He had resisted all attempts to make him a Canadian Citizen as he fully intended to return to his childhood home when he could, and as he was approaching his 18th birthday, they couldn't stop him,

Not that my parents wanted to, they loved him too, and his service to our Forestry would be invaluable, but, as my father pointed out, none of the present young foresters on our Estate would take kindly to someone younger suddenly appearing and being superior to them, if only in experience alone, especially Robbie my childhood lover who had never heard of Tandy.

I could just imagine him turning up, kissing both my parents and Hamish calling them Mother and Father, which he always had, then, (hopefully) kissing me, Jamie, at least would be terribly jealous especially when he found out Tandy and I grew up together.

I just sat there listening to this, most of the time with my mouth open, My father handed me a photo, it was Tandy, he was stunningly beautiful, large eyes, a very straight nose, with hair parted down the middle, and the most beautiful smile with perfect flashing white teeth.-he just looked like one of my friends after returning from Spain after a Summer Holiday but his lovely golden tan was permanent.

'Handsome Rory, Isn't he? The girls in the Village will go wild!'

I smiled to myself, 'Yes they will, but they had no chance', Tandy 'batted for my side', and especially me, but how much hate had he for me, because of all this duplicity, which, of course, he wasn't to know, had anything to do with me? I dreaded the thought.

'Father, does Tandy know that I had no knowledge of what happened to him, that I never received a letter from him?' My father sat down,

'I'm sorry my boy, no, he was never told, it would have made him too homesick to receive letters from you, THAT'S why we didn't pass them on, you do understand don't you?', my father looked at my reaction.

'And if he has a seething hatred for my betrayal of his love and friendship? What then?

My father smiled,

'Rory, from what your Uncle Charles has told me, a more kind and gentle boy would be hard to find, I will tell him what happened, but we want you to take your Range Rover to Edinburgh Airport to pick him up, this Saturday at 7.30 am. do you mind? I just looked at him,

'You're not serious daddy, the one friend he thought he could rely on, who he would give his life for, just turn up unannounced and act as if nothing happened for three years! I am sorry but No!!' My father's smile faded,

' I must say I am disappointed in you Rory, but if your mind is made up I will send your brother!'

'Which one?' I asked,

'Why Ben, of course, all your other brothers all too busy I and anyway Ben has telephoned me to tell me he is staying at the weekend.' I was angry, I scoffed.

'Ben is as much my brother as Tandy is!' The moment I said it I regretted it. my father seemed truly shocked,

'Does Ben, know you feel this way about him?' (How stupid a comment was that of mine? My beloved Ben!)

'Sorry father I didn't mean it to come out sounding like that!' Then I had an idea.

'Father does Tandy have a photo of me? My father nodded, saying one was sent to him from my 18th birthday party at Christmas and Tandy kept it in his room at Uncle Charles house

I see', I said. A wicked thought had just passed my mind.

'And does Ben, know anything about Tandy? my father shook his head.

'Not a bean old boy, why?' This was too good a chance to miss.

'Daddy send Ben, he has no idea about Tandy and Tandy will think he's me! It could have a hilarious outcome.' at first, my father scowled at me, then he sort of got the 'picture' and began to smile.

'Seriously, Rory, that would be a wicked thing to do, Tandy might greet Ben like a long lost pal with hugs and kisses and your Brother would wonder why this Chap he has never met or heard of before, was molesting him,

No Rory, it's too much, seriously,' he looked at me and began to laugh, then telephoned Ben and asked him to do a short detour early on Saturday morning and pick up a Tandy MaGilverry, my father spelt out the name, and bring him to the Valley of the Stuarts, if he would be so kind I heard him say.

'Okay father, see you then', My father shook his finger at me.

Rory, my dear old tin, if this little stunt goes pear-shaped, I will make sure Everyone will know it was your idea! I grinned, picked up the file including Tandy's lovely photo and left the study.

I now had the unenviable task of calling Tony and explaining why he couldn't pound me all night with that monster of his but the next weekend was a definite, and did he want a face-call tonight, with me and my 'Rory Boy' as a poor replacement for his monster as the star attraction? he said he could hardly wait.

So, That was all organised, but my Tandy, my first love, would be here by Saturday lunch, and Ben, of course, would want to sleep with me, how could I not give in to him, so the very first night of my beloved childhood friends first time back in the Kingdom, and I couldn't sleep with him, how fickle is fate?

No matter, I scurried bout, My mother was so relieved I had taken it so well, (She didn't know and wasn't told of my dastardly trick on both Ben and Tandy) my Mother had Edmond's room prepared for Tandy,

I wondered how he would take NOT sleeping with me as he always had? Moreover, HOW would he take to Ben, my beloved twin? I realised that I had an awfully lot of explaining to do, but I trembled with excitement at the prospect of seeing my Beloved Tandy, again, my only hope was he felt the same!!!

Soon, time would tell, I rang Jon and asked him to sneak up to my room at ten pm, I needed a good fucking to take my mind and nerves off the upcoming reunion, and, if I could hold him down long enough, I could empty my balls into his tiny body, I went to my room and wanked to the prospect, just imagining Jon's tiny 12-year-old looking body impaled on my cock made me cum all over my face and hair.

He said he couldn't wait, So, everything was set, and to say I was as NERVOUS AS FUCK WOULD BE AN UNDERSTATEMENT!!!

I lay naked on my bed as ten o'clock approached, I heard the knob turn and Jon slipped in, he took one look at me naked and striped in seconds, I had forgotten his cock had stayed the same length, eleven inches, but it had grown much thicker, it was now pointing at his chin, he could have dipped his head and sucked himself off, I began to sweat.

Jon suddenly sank to the floor, I looked down my body and his head appeared between my feet, he climbed over me like a spider, pushing my legs up and apart as he came towards me, with his hard cock dragging on the duvet, I knew what was coming, I had lubed myself, he kept coming, so did his rigid cock, by the time he reached my face for a kiss he had impaled me to his balls, it just slid in like a live snake, Jon's kiss muffled my scream, a pillow stuffed into my face took over as he pounded me for a good hour, I was too exhausted to return the favour but I was hoping to catch him as he slept in the early morning hours and slip mine into him.

I was pondering this as I was sitting on the lavatory for the third time expelling his spunk. the quantity never lessened, I would place my index finger at the base of his cock by his balls and feel him pump into me, it has gone on for a minute and a half, I kid you not, I counted the second's way.

My tiny elf boy was a stud of the superior kind? The one great thing about Jon was that being the son of the Estate Manager, they have a suite of rooms in the Fortress, so he could and did, visit me quite often, I needed Jon's 'injection' of joy on a regular basis to keep me sane.

He was the only secret I kept from my beloved Ben, but you must remember Ben had a long-term girlfriend so, was not always around to satisfy my need for him, and Jaimie had no access to the Fortress at night, it was locked down, for obvious reasons, so my tiny man-child was my constant and beloved 'pounder' in Chief.