SS Outpost

By: Jeff B
(© 2012 by the author)

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KAPITEL ZWEI

(CHAPTER 2)

Thursday, 11 June, 1942.  We'd been at our new post for a little over 3 months.  Sasha and Erich had become regular fixtures, stopping in at least 3 times a week to see us.  Not with much information, just to say hello and share sweets.  They said they hadn't seen anyone in the mornings by the trees, nor had they heard much from anyone at school or around the village.  We'd spent a lot of time talking to local residents, getting to know them a little, and letting them see that we were not there to round them all up and ship them off.  None of us had had any contact with Herr Haidenger; though we had kept an eye on him.  He seemed to be nothing more than what we thought; a grumpy old man with nothing but bitterness and hate surrounding him.  The local shopkeepers seemed to enjoy having us around.  They hadn't had such big spenders since before the war; especially the market, and even more so, the bakery.  Wolfy and Hage were still giving Gertrud their undivided attention every time we went in there; which made my discovery even more surprising.

It was 0330 in the morning.  Peter and Jan were out doing a perimeter check, and watching the trees for activity.  We've been rotating shifts doing this for the last 10 days, in the hopes of catching someone.  Wolfy and Hage had been back from their watch for about 20 minutes and were in their room.  I was awake, and out back having a smoke; wishing like hell I'd never accepted that first one from Wolfy three months ago.  I hadn't been able to sleep and decided to step out back, unknown to Wolfy and Hage who had come in through the front door.  I finished my cigarette and came back in the house, quietly closing the kitchen door behind me and tip-toeing to the stairs.  When I reached the bottom of the stairs I heard grunting and moaning coming from Wolfy's room.  Fuck, maybe someone came in and attacked them in their sleep.

I took two long strides down the hall and opened their door, expecting to see them wrestling with an intruder.  Instead, I saw them on the same bed, Wolfy lying on his back with Hage on top of him, the opposite direction, in a 69; both of them going balls-deep on the cock in their mouth.  Hage looked up, Wolfy's dick popped out of his mouth and he screamed.

I try to apologize.  "Oh, Shit.  I'm so sorry, guys."

Wolfy panicked, flying up and knocking poor Hage on the floor; flat on his back, and knocking the lamp over that they had covered on the table.

"Oh, fuck, Hage, are you OK?"  I walked in the room to check on him.

"Yeah…."

"You sure?"

"No, but I'm not hurt."

"OK.  I'm sorry, guys.  I'm leaving now."

Wolfy was just standing there, his dick going soft, looking at me, stricken; his eyes were getting wet.  "Willy…?"

I looked right at him.  "Don't worry about it, Wolfy.…"

He looked like he was about to melt.  "Willy…?"

"It's OK, Wolfy; don't worry about it.  Get some underclothes on and both of you come talk to me on the back porch; we'll have a smoke together, OK?  Don't worry about it, Wolfy."

He nodded his head and then looked down at his feet.  I looked over to where Hage was; he was trying to pull himself up off the floor, resting his arms on the side of bed, and trying very hard to not look in my direction.

"Hage, are you OK?"

"Yes and no."

"Get some underclothes on, and you and Wolfy come have a smoke with me on the back porch, OK?  Don't worry about it, Hage."

"OK."

I turned and walked out of the room and went back to the back porch.  Before they got there, I was thinking about everything that just happened.  As their commanding officer I was under orders to report this and have them kicked out of the SS.  As a man who was wishing he were with them, it was not something I cound do.  I tried to think of the best way to handle this.  I'd never seen that look on Wolfy's face; he was scared, and he was not afraid of anything or anyone.  How could I tell them it wasn't a problem for me without letting on that I'm the same way?  I pulled out a cigarette and lit it up, taking a deep drag on it.  A minute later, I heard them coming outside; both dressed in undershorts, and both looking like they were walking in front of a firing squad.  I hold my cigarette pack out to them.

"Take a cigarette, please."

Hage looks at me.  "The last one…?"

"No Hage, not the last one.  You're not going anywhere…."

Wolfy looked at me for the first time since coming outside; he looked like he was about to cry.  "You're not sending us to Berlin?"

"No.  You wouldn't be much good to me in Berlin, now, would you?"

"So, you're not going to report us?  I thought you were required to."

"No, Wolfy, I'm not reporting anything; please calm down."

"Calm is not what I'm feeling right now.  I could be in front of a firing squad in 8 hours; I'm definitely not feeling calm."

"There will be no firing squad, Wolfy; I'm not telling anyone."

He just stared at me; not sure if I was joking with him.  I tried again.

"Wolfy, I was in university for 4 years and I was a cop for 8 years; do you think I've never walked in on two men in bed together?"

"I don't know; have you?"

"A couple of times; it's not a big deal, Wolfy."

"So you don't have a problem with it?"

"No.  I have to admit though; that you two together is a huge surprise.  I mean, after all of your flirting with Gertrud, the last thing I ever expected to see was the two of you in bed together."

He blushed bright red.  "I… We… I guess that may have been what started it.  We've both been flirting so much with Gertrud that we both had a case of blue balls.  We were talking about it, about her, when we were out on duty.  I guess we decided we could just take care of each other's problem.  I'm so sorry, Willy."

"Don't be sorry, Wolfy."  I thought of something he'd said.  "Have you and Hage ever done this before; when you served together before you came here?"

He turned crimson.  "Yeah….  One time before; I guess that's why we decided to just take care of each other tonight; we knew we both had done it before."

"OK.  I'm sorry I just barged in; I thought someone was in there attacking you guys.  I was coming down the hall and heard grunting and moaning.  I guess I know now what that means."  I smiled at him.

Hage turned crimson.  I guessed he was the moaner.  He looked at me, still afraid.  "I'm really sorry, Willy; it won't happen again.  Please, just don't tell anyone; I'm begging you."

"Hage, I'm not going to tell anyone.  This stays right here, just the 3 of us."

"Thank you, Willy.  I promise you; it won't happen again."

"Hage… Wolfy… I really don't care if it does happen again; I would just suggest you be a little quieter about it.  Someone else may hear you; someone who does feel the need to report it.  I don't have any problems with you guys taking care of each other's needs; you just have to be more careful about it."

Hage looks at me.  "Have you ever done this, Willy?"

Wolfy spins on him.  "Hage!  You don't ask an officer shit like that; are you trying to get us sent to Berlin!?"

"I'm sorry.  Willy, I'm sorry; please forgive me for asking that."

"I'm not offended, Hage; don't worry about it so much.  I guess, under the circumstances, you have the right to ask me.  I have the right to tell you it's none of your business."

Wolfy looked at me.  "I agree that he should never have asked you, but you just set yourself up for further inquiry.  You're hiding something.  You ask us to trust you, but you don't trust us."

"I do trust you both, Wolfy.  It's just not something I'm willing to talk about; with anyone."

"As a detective you should realize that statement alone makes you sound guilty as hell.  You have done this; that's why you're so calm about it, huh?"

I know I flushed red, because he raised his eyebrows and grinned at me.  "OK, yes, I've done it.  This stays between the 3 of us, right?"

"Like we're really going to tell someone, with what you have on us."

"I would like to think it's more than about having something on you; it should be about us trusting each other; just like you said."

"I'm sorry.  It is about us trusting one another; I was just making a point."

"OK.  Yes, I've done this before; when I was in university."

They both grinned; Wolfy continued, "I'm guessing you liked it?  How many times did you do it?"

"I liked it a lot.  I don't remember how many times; a lot though."

"More than 10?"

"Yes."

"Slut."

I laughed.  "Fuck you.  Who just had Hage's cock down his throat?"

He grinned.  "OK, you got me there; but I've only done it twice."

I grin back at him.  "Did you like it?"

He blushed.  "Yes; from both sides.  I'm not homo; I love women, but men are better at certain things; they get more into it."

I grin.  "Like sucking cock."

They both laughed.  "Yeah, like sucking cock."

"I can't argue with you on that.  So, other than your threat to fuck poor Jan if he beat off in the tub, have you ever?"

"What; fucked a man?  No."

"Hage?"

"Once."

Wolfy spinned on him again.  "Really?  Who else have you been fucking around with?"

"Don't get jealous, big boy.  It was just a guy in my unit.  He was sucking me off one night and asked me to fuck him; so I did."

"Fuck you; I'm not jealous; just surprised. So how'd you like it?"

"It wasn't too bad; much tighter than pussy, that's for sure."

I smirked and Wolfy spun back on me.  "You've done it, too, huh?"

"Hell, yes."

He laughed.  "Proud, aren't you?  So I guess it was good for you, too?"

"Like Hage said; it's really tight, and it feels incredible."

Wolfy shook his head, grinning.  "I don't think I could stick my dick in a man's ass; it just doesn't seem right."

"But having one down your throat is OK?"

He flushed crimson again.  "No…  Well, it feels good, and I like doing it, but it's not the same as having sex; fucking someone.  It's just getting off."

"Whatever makes you sleep better at night."

"What does that mean?"

"It means you can tell yourself whatever you want to help you sleep.  You like to suck cock, but you can't fuck a man.  You like having a man suck your cock, but you're not homo.  All of those are things one tells themselves to help them deal with what they're doing, and help them sleep at night."

"That's not fair.  I've only done something twice; I don't have to tell myself anything to sleep better; I don't think about it at all.  It's just something I've done and I enjoyed.  Well, I would've enjoyed it a lot more tonight if you hadn't come barging in."

"I told you I was sorry about that.  Try not moaning so loud and I won't barge in."  I grinned at him.

"I wasn't the one moaning; talk to Heidi over there, he was the one singing around my dick."

I laughed.  I looked over at Hage, smiling.  "You might want to quit singing with your mouth full."  We all started laughing.

When we'd all finally calmed down, I looked at both of them.  I was starting to get a little worried about the things we'd talked about.

"Seriously though, we need to keep all of this between us.  I know we've had fun talking about it, but we have to call this a one-time conversation.  We all have too much to lose if any of this gets out."

"You're right, Willy.  After we walk off this porch this conversation never took place.  I do have one more question, though."

"What's your question, Wolfy?"

He looks a little embarrassed for a moment.  "Would you want to do something with us, some night?"

"Wolfy, I can't.  It's not that I wouldn't like to; I think it would be a lot of fun, but I just can't.  I can't cross that line with you guys."

"So you're pulling rank on us over this, but you never talk about rank any other time?  The enlisted men aren't allowed to have fun with the officer?"

"Wolfy…  I… It would change the way things are between us too much; the others might notice."

"What would change?  It's not like we're going to start holding hands and kissing each other; it's just some fun, behind closed doors."

I didn't want to have this conversation.  "I… I just think it might change the way things are between us; make you both feel like you have special privilege because you're blowing the commanding officer."

He shook his head.  "Your word is losing credibility.  You tell us all of the time that we're comrades; just doing a job together; that we're equal in your eyes.  Now you whip out the Captain's bars and tell us that you think we'll take advantage of you; of what we're doing together?"

Hage jumps in.  "Wolfy!  You can't talk to him like that!"

"I guess you're right, Hage; he's our Captain now."  He looked in my eyes.

"What do you want from me, Wolfy?" I ask, meeting his eyes.

"Honesty.  Trust.  To be a man and live up to your ideals and your words.  For you to tell me the real reason you won't do this; not hide behind your rank."

"Wolfy!  Stop, before you get court-marshaled!"

"Are you going to have me court-marshaled, Captain?"

"No…."

"Are you going to tell me the truth?"

"You may not like what you hear…."

"As long as it's the truth it doesn't matter, does it?"

"I guess not.  Does this make you feel powerful, Wolfy; having this control over me?"

"Fuck you.  I'm treating you like a man; an equal, and I expect you to act like one; to give me that much respect.  We're not a Captain and a Sergeant right now; we're 2 men having a conversation.  I don't feel powerful…."

We still hadn't broken eye contact.  I'd never felt so powerless in my life.  I was standing in front a subordinate, being called out, and I couldn't pull away from his eyes.

"OK.  I've never said these words to another living soul.  I am a homo; completely and without question.  I'm afraid of starting something with you.  I'm afraid if I start something I won't want to stop; and we'll end up getting hurt or shot because of it.  You've become my best friend, Wolfy; I love talking to you and spending time with you.  I've also started to have other feelings for you; feelings that you don't want or need.  I've allowed my heart to open to you and I know I'll just get hurt.  You like women; not men.  I… I…"  I exhale, still looking in his eyes.

"Say it."

"I love you."

"Thank you.  Thank you for telling me the truth.  Thank you for your friendship; I feel the same way.  Thank you for telling me you love me.  I do love you, but not in that way; I'm sorry."

"I know, Wolfy…  I'm sorry, too."

"Don't be.  If I could love another man it would either be you or Heidi over there."

"Well, you only know how good Heidi is at sucking dick; you haven't had me."

He laughed.  "Hey, I just offered and you shot me down; so whose fault is that?"

I smile at him.  "Point taken.  Are you OK?"

"I'm fine, Willy.  I'm not mad at you.  I'm not disappointed.  I'm not disgusted, or anything like that.  I'm actually flattered that you feel that way; it's kind of nice.  Don't worry about it.  Are you OK, Willy?"

I nodded my head.  "Yeah, I'm OK.  A little drained, but OK.  This doesn't change things between us, right?"

"No.  Like I said, once we walk off this porch, this entire conversation never took place.  And no, I won't forget what you told me; it means a lot to me.  But I won't do anything with it, if that's what's worrying you."

"Not exactly.  I was just hoping you were OK with what I said; that you wouldn't become different around me."

"Nothing's changed; except I know more than I did 5 minutes ago; and even then, nothing will change."

"Good."

"I'm sorry.  I'm sorry I called you out and said, 'fuck you' to you; I had no right to do that, and I'm sorry, Willy."

"Don't be.  Like you said; you were doing it man to man.  As my friend you have every right to call me on something."

He grinned.  "Good.  Now can we go back inside; my balls are getting cold out here?"

I grinned back at him.  "I guess we should; Heidi can't do much with frozen balls."

We laugh.  Hage jumps in.  "Hey!  I'm right here, dammit!  Don't talk about me like I'm just some tramp you picked up!"

Wolfy finally broke eye contact with me and turned to Hage.  "I'm sorry, Hage; you know we're just teasing, right?"

"Maybe….  And quit calling me Heidi, fucker!"

"Then quit singing with your mouth full."

"Suck your own dick, then."

We laugh.  "I would if I could.  Seriously, Hage, I'm sorry.  I won't call you Heidi ever again; and I'm sorry for talking about you like you weren't standing here.  You're my friend and I owe you more than that."

"That's better.  Apology accepted.  Let's get inside; my balls are trying to hide in my ass."

We all go back inside the house, walking over to the stove in the kitchen to warm up.  After about 2 or 3 minutes I look at my watch.  It's 0345 in the morning.

"You two have 3-1/2 hours before the others get back; blue balls don't go away by themselves.  I'm going to bed; I'm knackered."

"You're still welcome to join us, Willy; if you think you can control yourself."  He grinned at me.

"I really appreciate the offer, Wolfy, and I would love too, but I really don't want to get started; I'm a little too open right now, if you know what I mean."

He smiled at me.  "I know.  OK.  Have a good night, Willy."

"Not as good as yours is about to be, but I'll try.  Have a good night, Hage.  Goodnight Wolfy."

"Goodnight, Willy.  Wolfy may be using his hand; I'm cold, tired and now I'm nervous about you knowing what we're doing."

"I'll be sound asleep in less than 2 minutes, Hage; I won't hear a thing."

"'Night, Willy."

I waved my hand behind me and walked back to the stairs.  I looked down the hall and saw their door wide open; getting the mental image of what I saw in there earlier.  It was a much better image than the one I had of the conversation with Wolfy on the porch; that one will haunt me.  I've not only given him power over me; but I showed him he had it.  Not a very smart move for an SS officer.  I knew he wouldn't take advantage of it; that wasn't Wolfy, but letting him see that he had it changed our relationship; I just had to wait to find out how it would change.  I was exhausted, both physically and emotionally and I needed sleep.  I walked up the stairs, hit the bathroom to take a piss, and collapsed into bed.  I hadn't lied to Hage; I was asleep in less than 2 minutes.

The next 3 days went by normally; nobody suspecting anything, and Wolfy and Hage were acting no differently towards me or each other.  Wolfy did tell me privately that Hage had taken care of his problem, and quite well, the other night, but they hadn't done anything more.  They both wanted to do something with me, though; but I reiterated that it would not be a good idea.  Wolfy let it drop, but then started teasing me when we were sure no one was around.  He would walk by me, holding his crotch through his pants and grin at me; then as he was walking away he'd thrust his ass out a little and keep walking.  I enjoyed the shows a lot, but I knew it would come back and bite us if I didn't put a stop to them.  I pulled him aside one morning and had a talk with him.

"Wolfy, you have to stop doing that crotch grabbing thing.  Someone's going to notice and all hell's going to break loose."

We were out in the barn, after I made sure nobody was in it.

"Ah, don't worry about it; I always make sure nobody's around when I do it.  Besides, don't you like it?"

I smirked.  "That has nothing to do with it. It's not a smart thing to do, Wolfy.

"So you do like it…."  He wagged his eyebrows at me, grinning.

I walked up to him and grabbed his dick through his pants, and squeezed a little.  "Does that answer your question?"

"Oh, that feels really good; squeeze more, please."

I let go of him and stepped back.  "Wolfy, we can't do this."

"You were doing just great; why can't we do this?"

"Because you like women for one; and secondly, we're going to get caught one of these times and we're going to end up in front of a fucking firing squad, that's why."

"You worry too much.  The only 2 that don't know is Jan and Peter; we don't have to worry about Hage; hell!  He wants to join in.  Do you think Peter would be a problem?"

"I don't know, Wolfy; I don't know him that well; he's kind of quiet.  Besides, you're skipping the part where you like women more."

"I like women, but I like you more.  I want to do something with you."

"I want to do something with you, too; but we can't risk being caught; there's too much at stake."

"We can find a way to do something…  Hell, I'll just have Hage make sure the other two are occupied and we can do it."

"Even so, are you forgetting the part where I told you how I felt, and that I probably wouldn't be able to stop?"

"No, but how does that make a difference?  You love me so it should make it better for you.  And I don't want you to stop; hell, even just grabbing my dick felt great."

"Wolfy, if we start something, I want it all.  I don't want this to be just a blow-job between friends; that wouldn't be enough for me."

He grinned.  "Well, I was thinking about what you and Hage said about fucking an ass; I'd be willing to do that with you."

"You'd let me fuck you, too?"

The grin faded.  "I didn't say that; I said I would fuck you, if you wanted me to.  I don't think I could let another man fuck me; even you."

"OK, so how about everything else?  What about foreplay and kissing; and cuddling afterwards?"

He looked at me incredulously.  "You mean make out with you?  I can't do that Willy; I can't kiss a man; that would just fry my head too much."

I smiled at him.  "That's what I mean, Wolfy.  You can't give me what I want and need from you; you're meant to be with a woman.  I've fooled around with a lot of boys when I was in school, but I've never had what I really wanted; someone who would do everything with me.  I've wished that could be you; but it can't, Wolfy; it's not who you are.  And I respect you too much to want to change that."

He looked in my eyes again.  "Why are you making this so hard; why can't we just have fun together?"

"Because I want more than just having fun together; I want it all.  And I don't want to be left feeling like Hage said; like some tramp you picked up."

"That's not fair, Willy!  You know I would never be that way!"

"I'm sorry Wolfy; I didn't mean it that way, please.  I'm just saying I don't want to feel like I meant nothing more than a hot mouth or tight ass when it was over."

"That's why we do it again and again; so we always get more."

I smiled at him.  "I hear what you're saying, Wolfy.  Let me ask you something.  Have you ever been in love before?"

"Sure."

"When you were with the girl you were in love with; did you want just a quick blow-job or a good piece of ass; or did you want everything?"

He started to reply but brought himself up short; looking in my eyes again.  "You don't fight fair.  I wanted everything, but I was also pretty happy with a hot mouth and good piece of ass; but I know what you mean."  He looks at me another second before continuing.  "You're really in-love with me?"

"Yeah, Wolfy; I'm pretty damn sure I am.  I've never been in love before; just lust, but I'm pretty sure that's what I'm feeling inside.  I'm sorry if that disturbs you."

"It doesn't really disturb me, Willy; it's just different.  Different hearing it come from a man, I guess.  I feel bad now, Willy; I can't return your feelings and it doesn't feel good."

I look in his eyes.  "Can I touch your face, Wolfy?"

"Yeah, sure."

I walked up to him and reached for his face with my right hand, resting it on the side of his face.  It felt so good to me.  I looked in his eyes again.  "I know you can't return my feelings; and it's OK, I understand.  I don't want you to feel bad about it; it's my problem; not yours.  But this; this right here; just touching your face like this; this is what I want.  You have no idea how good this feels to me; and I know you're not comfortable with that."  I pulled my hand away and let it rest by my side again.

He looked like hewas about to cry; his eyes were wet, but he was still holding my gaze.  That was one of the things I'd grown to love about him; he always looked me in the eye; never hiding himself from me.  "I'm so sorry, Willy; I had no idea…  I know what you mean now; I felt it in your touch.  I've only ever felt that from a girl before, but I felt it from you."  He pauses for a moment.  "I could deal with that; you touching my face, it actually felt pretty good."

I smiled at him.  "Wolfy… I know you could; but for how long?  And I would never know when I was allowed to touch your face; or even know what else I was allowed to touch like that.  And would you ever be able to allow yourself to return my feelings?"

"I don't know…  This is all new for me, Willy.  This is a lot more than just getting my dick sucked; it's just…  I don't know.  It's really strange, Willy; I'm trying to figure out what I can do to keep you because I couldn't stand losing you; but I also keep thinking this isn't who I am.  I don't understand it."

"You just said it yourself, Wolfy; this isn't who you are.  You're not going to lose me; I'm right here.  We'll just continue on as we have; as great friends; best friends."

"But you want more from me; you said so."

"I said if we take it to the next level; I want everything.  We can't take it to that level, Wolfy.  We have to be friends without sex is all.  I don't want to lose you as a friend, Wolfy; you mean way too much to me."

"So no more joking around even; ever?"

I smiled at him.  "You just have to be absolutely certain nobody's around.  I won't ever deny I love looking at your body; but we can't cross that line."

He grinned.  "I can live with that, I guess.  There's nothing wrong with someone thinking you're sexy, is there?"

I grinned.  "No, certainly not!"

"OK.  I'll quit harassing you about having sex with me.  I still wish we'd done something before you went and fell in love with me, though.  I think it'd be really great with you."

"That's probably the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me; thank you.  I wish we could have too; because I bet sex with you is fucking incredible!"

"Not to sound arrogant, but yes, it is."  We both chuckled.

"I'm sure it is, Wolfy."  I thought of something and decided this may be my only chance.  "Wolfy, will you do something else for me, please?"

"Anything but kiss you."  He grinned.

"Close enough.  Follow me."  I lead him over to the far end of the barn, kind of hidden behind the beams and the wall for some kind of live-stock.  I stop and turn around, facing him; standing close to him.  "Will you give me a hug?"

He grins.  "Don't be so dramatic about it, of course I will; come here."

I walked into his arms and he wrapped me in them; holding tight.  I felt myself melting into him as I wrappped my arms around his back; pulling him tight against me.  We held the hug for about 30 to 45 seconds before releasing some of the pressure.  I still couldn't believe I was standing here in his arms; it felt so good; but I knew it may never happen again.  Another 10 seconds went by before we pulled away from each other.  I figured, in for a penny… I reached up and touch his face again, caressing it with my fingers and thumb.  He smiles at me.

"I love you, Wolfy…."  I pulled my hand away and let it drop to my side, turning away from him.

He grabbed my arm and turned me back, facing him.  "I know you do; thank you; but don't ever turn away from me, OK?"

I smiled at him.  "OK.  Let's get back inside before someone comes looking for us."

We walked back towards the door, side by side and about half way there, he bumped into my hip, shoving me off balance.  After catching myself I moved over and bumped into him.  He laughed, then grabbed me around the neck and pulled me down against his stomach, rubbing the top of my head with his other hand.  I started laughing.  He lifted my head back up with his arm, then leaned over and kissed the side of my face.

I looked over at him, shocked.  He grined.  "That's all you're getting; you'd better be happy with it."

I smirkd.  "Thanks.  I'm pretty happy with it.  You can do it again if the spirit moves you, sometime."

He laughed.  "We'll see…."

We walked outside, putting on our game faces, and headed back to the house.  I guessed that if anyone asked, we'd tell them we were looking for something.  Nobody seemed to notice we'd been gone.  I ran up to my bedroom and grabbed my field-glasses to look for them.  I scanned all around the area I couldn see from my bedroom and finally spotted Peter and Jan walking behind the tree grove.  I moved the glasses further left, looking for Hage.  I still couldn't see him; but then he could be in his room for all I knew.  I heard footsteps behind me and I turned around; it was Wolfy, standing there looking at me.

"What're you looking at with those?"

"Peter and Jan; walking around by the trees."

"You spy on us now?"

"No…!   I was just wondering where they'd gone off to; I've learned this is the quickest way to track you guys down when I'm looking for you."

"So you're spying on us."

"I am not!  I was just looking for them.  I don't give a rat's ass what they're doing; I was just curious where they were."

He grinned at me; because he'd been fucking with me.  "If they were out there doing the bump and grind you'd care…."

"I'd just light a cigarette and watch."  I grinned back at him.

"Homo."

"Cocksucker"

He burst up laughing, then came at me and grabbed my head, holding it tightly in his hands and kissed the side of my face again; but then he licked me from chin to sideburns, and turned around and ran out of the room, laughing.

I yelled after him.  "Thank you!!!"

He yelled back.  "You're welcome!!" and started laughing again as he ran down the stairs.

 

I noticed movement outside, down below by the front porch.  It was our two spies — Sasha and Erich — come to pay us a visit.  I walked out of my room and ran down the stairs to open the front door; scaring them when I yanked it open while Sasha's hand is in the air coming in for a knock.  They both screamed and stepped back.

"Easy men; it's just me."

"You scared the crap out of us; don't do that!"

"I'm sorry; I saw you walking up and just wanted to open the door; what brings you to the home of the local SS?"

"Funny man.  We're here to collect our 11 marks, and also to see what you have to eat."

"You sure want a lot for doing nothing; don't your parents feed you?"

"No.  Are you going to let us in?"

"If you have 11 marks to give me, I will."  I grin at them.

"Funny, funny man.  Stand aside!"

"I like you Sasha; don't fuck it up."

He looked up at me; not sure if I was being serious or not.  "I'm sorry, Willy; I was being an ass.  MAY we come in?"

I grinned at him.  "Yes; and you were being a smart-ass; there's a difference."

"Always the funny man; where is everyone?"

"Jan and Peter are out at your trees.  Wolfy and Hage are somewhere around here; I just saw Wolfy a few seconds ago."

"That must be who spit on your face."

"What are you talking about; no one spit on my face?"

"Then why is the side of your face wet?"

"Hasn't your mother ever wiped her hand with her tongue and washed your face?"

"Ewww; don't remind me.  Is your mother here?"

I laughed.  "No, my mother's in Bremen.  I did it to myself; I had some ink on it."

"No water here?  You must've really pissed off Herr Haidenger."

"Fuck Herr Haidenger; and yes, we have water, it was just faster to do it the mom way.  Now quit running your mouth and go to the kitchen.  There's a bunch of sweets in there; Wolfy went to the bakery yesterday."

"Aye Aye, Captain!" 

I laughed.  I shouldn't, but I did.  They're funny boys and I liked them; I didn't see a problem joking with them.

"Funny man, smart-ass; get in here.  Hello, Erich!"

"Herr Becker…."

"Herr Becker?  What happened to Willy; or Captain?  Why so serious?

"Just a bad day; I'm sorry, Willy."

"What's going on, Erich?"

"I failed my math exam and the teacher chewed my ass."

"I'm sorry, Erich.  You'll do better on the next one, I'm sure."

"I doubt it; this is way past adding and subtracting.  They want us to use letters and shit for numbers now."

I chuckle.  "Algebra?"

"Yeah, that's the name.  You know anything about it?"

"Not much, Erich; sorry.  What about Sasha; I thought he was your schoolwork man?"

"He hasn't had this crap yet; he's one grade below me."

"I hear you, Erich; life sucks sometimes.  Let me ask the men; maybe one of them is good at it and can explain it to you."

"You would do that for me?"

"Sure, why wouldn't I?  You're our friend and our paid-for-nothing spy."

He laughs.  "Hey, if there's nothing going on; it's hard to spy!"

"Yet I still have to pay…  Maybe you're better at algebra than you realize."

"How is that algebra?"

"Nothing happening is A.  You're spying on nothing happening is B.  My paying you 11 marks is C.  A+B=C for the easy target with the money."

He laughs.  "If you could explain the rest of it to me that way, I'd actually understand it."

"I'll see what I can do for you; go grab some sweets."

"Aye Aye, Captain!"  he salutes me and stands at attention.

"Too late to kiss up now; go."  I grinned at him, and returned his salute. 

He laughed again and ran to the kitchen; running dead into Wolfy's stomach about a meter before getting there.  Wolfy grunts and spits up the cake he has stuffed in his mouth, and I watch it shoot out about 2 meters and land, splat on the floor.  I burst up laughing.  I can't stop either; I keep replaying the image in my head and I'm soon on the floor, laughing hysterically.

I noticedSasha come out of the kitchen to watch; and the 3 of them were standing there; weird grins on their faces; just watching me.  A few seconds later, Hage joined them and I laughed harder.

I heard Sasha ask Wolfy, "He's been in the Schnapps, hasn't he?"

Wolfy smirked and answered, "I think he's way past Schnapps."

I heard Erich chime in.  "And this is the man who gives you orders?"

Wolfy and Hage burst up laughing; and I started laughing harder.  It took me about 3 minutes to finally regain some control.  I stood back up, pulled my uniform straight, and walked to the kitchen, ignoring them, but smirking, as I walked past them.  I managed to get a glass of water down and I was feeling better.  I just couldn't think about that cake flying across the room again.  I walked back out to the front room; they were all still in the same place, watching me, and as I walked past Wolfy I point to the cake on the floor.

"Clean your mess up, Wolfy; you're setting a bad example for our young friends."

I just kept walking, opening the front door and going outside.  If I were to turn around and look at them I'd have been finished.  I closed the door behind me and just kept walking.  I stepped off the far end of the porch and started laughing again; thinking about that damn cake sailing through the air.  I was standing against the side of the house, right in front of the corner bedroom; holding the house with my left hand, my stomach with my right.  The next thing I knew, the window was sliding open and Wolfy was sticking his head out, looking at me, grinning.

"You just couldn't hold on, could you?"

"I made it this far…"  I started laughing again, and pretty soon I was choking and coughing.  I finally pulled myself together and looked up at Wolfy.

"That'll teach you to laugh at me."

"I'm sorry, Wolfy; I couldn't help it; you should've seen that cake fly out of your mouth and sail across the room." 

I started laughing again.  I started choking and coughing again, too; and finally decided I needed to pull myself together before I puked.  I shook myself a couple of times and stood erect, pulling my uniform taught again.  I squared my shoulders and looked out east; towards the tree stand.  I saw two figures in the distance, slowing moving.  I assumed it was Peter and Jan.  I shook myself again, readjusting my uniform and squaring my shoulders again.  Wolfy had to open his big mouth.

"That's a good little soldier; pull yourself together, man!"

I laughed once more and looked at him.  "Please, Wolfy; don't say anything; I'm still fighting for control here."  I smirked.

"You appear to be losing the battle; maybe you'll win the war."

"Please shut up."

He looked all around before answering.  "Only for you, handsome; and only because you said 'please'.  I'll see you back inside."

"Thank you, Wolfy."

He winked at me and closed the window, turning around to head back to the front room.  I looked out east again, at the two figures moving in the distance.  I wished I had my field glasses with me.  If it weren't my men; then my running into the house to grab them will alert whoever it is.  I rap on the window; hoping Wolfy will hear.  He's back in about 15 seconds, opening the window.

"Wolfy, please run up to my room and get the field glasses.  Actually, look out east and see if you can see those two men out there better from my room.  I'm not sure if it's just Peter and Jan, or someone else.  Hurry."

"Right away!  He left the window open and I could hear him running up the stairs; his boots sounding like a whole division marching.  He ran back down the stairs in about 45 seconds, and appeared at the window.

"It's not Peter and Jan; they're in civilian clothes.  What do you want to do?"

"Get Hage and some weapons and meet me out back by the car.  The only way we can get there fast enough to catch them is to drive.  Tell those two boys to stay in the damn house."

"I'm on it!"  He disappears from the window and I heard him running into the front room, yelling to Hage to grab some weapons.

I ducked down and crawled along the side of the house to the back to get to the car.  By the time I crawled back there; Wolfy and Hage are waiting for me; both carrying 2 machine pistols each and Wolfy holding my belt with my Walther in the holster for me.  I took the belt, telling him thanks and we jumped in the car; Hage driving and Wolfy beside him; me taking up the back.  I told Hage to take the far side around the front of the house and just hammer it to them.  I also started to worry about my other two men; where the hell were they?  We rounded the front of the house on the far side and Hage just floored it, shifting gears and driving like a mad man. I looked down and saw we'd made it to 90 KPH in the bumpy field.  I looked out the windshield and spotted the two men; they'd just spotted us; but we were almost on top of them.  They started running and Hage just followed them and swung around, skidding to a halt about 2 meters from them.  We all jumped out with our weapons drawn.

"Halt!!!  Take one more step and I'll put a bullet in your head!"

They both looked at the 3 of us standing there pointing weapons at them and weighed their odds.  Realizing they weren't good, they threw their hands up in the air.  I walked over to the taller one and grabbed the front of his shirt, yanked him forward and dragged him over to the car; while Wolfy did the same with the other one.  I slammed the taller one up against the car.

"Don't move!  Spread your legs and lock your fingers over your head, now!"

He complied and I started patting him down.  I heard Wolfy giving the same order to the shorter one.  I had my hands near this guy's pockets and felt the outline of a pistol in his right one.  I reached in and pull it out, check the clip and chamber and called over to Hage.

"Corporal, take this weapon and put it in the front of the car."

"Yes, Sir."  He took the weapon from me and I continued my pat-search.  When I reached the guys ankles, I felt another pistol strapped around the left one.  I yanked his pant leg up and pulled out the other pistol; handing it to Hage.  As I was running my hands up the front of his legs I felt something else.  I patted again, pressing into his leg.  This was taking too long.  I stood back up, behind him and grab him and yank him around, facing me.

"Strip!  Take your fucking clothes off, now!"

He glares at me.  "Fuck you, fag!"

I backhand him across the face.  "Take your clothes off before I cut them off."

"You SS bastards need weapons?  You'll just have to find them the old fashioned way — look for them!"

I backhanded him again, drawing blood from his lip.  "Take your clothes off; you have 3 seconds before I start cutting them off."

"You want my dick that much?  Cut them off, faggot SS scum!"

I landed a right cross on his face and he fell over.  I bent down and started yanking his pants off of him, over his boots.  He started trashing and yelling at me, calling me SS faggot again.  I brought my knee down on his balls and he screamed in agony, covering his balls with his hands.

"Corporal, help me get this fucker's clothes off; he's got weapons everywhere!"

"Yes, Sir!"

Hage walked around to the guy's head and squatted over it, clamping it in his thighs, making the idiot scream again.  Hage reached forward and undid the guy's belt and pants, and I finished yanking them off of him.  While I was yanking his pants off, Hage grabbed the bottom of his shirt and just yanked it up, while releasing the guy's head, and yanked it off of him, throwing it behind him.  He squatted back down and clamped the guy's head in his thighs again, making him scream.  I stood up and looked down at him.  He had another pistol strapped around his waist and 2 knives; one on the front of each leg.  I reached down and ripped the weapons off his body, throwing them towards the car.  When I had him disarmed, I reached down and grabbed his arm.  Hage stood up and I yanked the dumb bastard up to his feet and slammed him, face first into the car again.  He screamed again.  I looked over at Wolfy.

"You doing OK over there?"

"Yes, Boss; this one doesn't have any weapons on him, but he does have some papers stuffed down his ass."

"I guess you use what you can to wipe your ass.  Get them and bring him to the back of the car, please."

My guy started talking again.  "Fucking SS pigs!  Why aren't you in Russia where you belong?"

I slapped him across the back of the head.  "Shut up!  You'll get your chance to talk later."

"Fuck you!  I'll talk as much as I want, scum!"

"I hope you feel that way in about 10 minutes, dickhead."

"Suck me, faggot SS scum!"

I brought my knee up to his ass, lifting him off the ground.  He screamed and came off the ground about 30 cm then landed on his ass.  I looked down at him.  "Was it good for you?"  I heard Hage smirk behind me.

"Fuck you!"

"You're not very smart, are you?  You just keep talking shit to the man that holds your life in his hands; what a fucking moron!"

"Fuck you!"

"You have a small vocabulary, too; asshole!  No wonder you're out here sellin' secrets to the Poles; you can't find a job."

"Fuck you; I'm not selling anything to anyone!"

"Just what the hell were you doing out here, carrying all those weapons, then?"

"Suck my cock; faggot SS scum!"

"Pull it out; I dare you!"

"Fuck you, faggot!"

"You're really starting to turn me on; moron.  Say something else, please!"

"Burn in Hell, cocksucker!"

"You picked my favorite; thank you!"  I reached down and grabbed his hair and yanked him up, then brought my knee to his balls, dropping him as he screamed again.

"Corporal, tie this stupid ass up, please."

"With pleasure."

I walked over to Wolfy, looking at him holding his prisoner by the hair.  I grinned at him.  "You look like you have a new rag doll; what'd you name her?"

He laughed.  "Heidi!  She's a good little bitch, too!"

I smirked and rolled my eyes at him.  "Well, tie your bitch up and get her in the car, please."

"Yes, Boss.  Have you spotted Peter and Jan, yet?"

"No….  I hope they're at the house."

"Me too…." He drug his new Heidi-doll over to the trunk of the car and threw her on the ground, while reaching in for some rope.

I stood there, scanning around me, all 360 degrees, looking for my men.  I didn't see them anywhere.  I turned back towards the car, walking up behind it.  Our two prisoners were all trussed up and awaiting transport.  Hage looked at me, grinning.

"First class or steerage, Boss?"

I smiled at him.  "You can put Heidi in first class; asshole goes in steerage; if you will."

"With pleasure, Boss."  He lifted asshole up and shoved him in the trunk of the car; slamming the lid down over him.  He turned to me and grinned.  "He seems comfortable."

"We are customer-driven…."

Wolfy laughed.  He walked over to his new Heidi-doll and picked her up; carrying her/him to the back door.  Hage ran around and opened it for him and he just tossed him in like a sack of potatoes.  I heard him hit the floor and yell.

"Sorry, doll; didn't mean to bump your head."  We all started laughing.

I walked around to the passenger side, still chuckling, and opened the front door.  I looked over at Wolfy.  "You get to ride with your new Heidi-doll."

He grinned.  "Thanks, Boss!"

"Anytime…  Get in and drive, Corporal."

"Yes, Boss."  He ran and grabbed the driver's door and yanked it open, climbing in behind the wheel.  I looked over at him and winked.  He grins huge.  I turned in my seat.

"Same ride home!"

He laughs.  "Hell, yes, Boss!"

Hage fired up the car and peeled out in the dirt, shifting gears and revving the engine, heading back the way we'd come.  We had more weight on-board and he was only able to achieve 70 KPH by the time we reached the house.  I'd noticed some of the bump impacts were more severe at this lower speed.  Poor Heidi was still on the floor with Wolfy's feet resting on his back.  It did help him, even if he didn't appreciate it; he didn't bounce as high off the floor.  We came to a skidding halt in back of the house; very near our as yet un-used 'interrogation rooms'.  I looked at Hage.  He gave me a questioning shrug.

"Wait in the car for a minute; let me go get rid of our guests first."

"Understood."

I got out of the car and walked in through the back door, looking for Sasha and Erich.  They came running down the hall when they heard me calling them.

"Did you catch the bad guys, Willy?"

"Yeah, we caught the bad guys.  I need you boys to head home; we have to ask them some questions; and you don't need to be here for that."

"Are you going to torture them?"

"No, but one of them has a big mouth on him; only knows one word; fuck, and you guys don't need to hear him yelling it every 2 seconds."

"We've heard that word before, Willy; it's not shocking to us.  Can't we stay, please?"

"No, you boys head home; get some dinner in you."

"We're full already."

"Sasha; go home!  Remember, we had a deal; that if we had work to do that you guys would go home and leave us to it; now I'm asking you to hold up your end of the deal."  I reached into my pocket and pull out some money; counting out 11 RM each.  I don't have enough singles.  Fuck it; I handed them each 15.  "Now, here's your money; you boys get home."

"Aye Aye, Captain…." Sasha said glumly.

"Thanks, Willy, for the cakes and the laughing.  It was different."

I smiled at him.  "You're welcome, Erich.  Have a good day at school tomorrow.  I'll ask the men about that algebra thing and let you know."

He smiled at me.  "Thanks, Willy!  Bye!"

"Bye, boys!"

Through the front windows, I watched them leave, making sure they actually kept walking and did not come around behind us to watch.  I waited until they were about 300 meters away before I turned to go back to the car.  I stopped myself and turned around.  I need to check upstairs to see if Peter and Jan were home.  I ran up the stairs and checked both their rooms; empty.  Damn, where could they be?  I walked into my room and grabbed my field-glasses, looking out both of my windows.  I finally spotted them to the south, coming up the way Sasha is walking home.  At least they're safe; and Sasha is heading home.  I turned more to my right to find Erich.  I spotted him; he was walking south-west towards his farm.  I put the glasses down and headed back downstairs and out the back door.  I motioned for my men to get out as I walked up to the car.  They meet me around front.

"Peter and Jan are fine; they're walking up from the south; they should be meeting up with Sasha about now."

"That's good news, Willy."  Wolfy said to me, smiling.

"It is.  Do you really want to hang these two idiots up in the sheds?"

"What else are we going to do with them?  They won't be able to get away from there."

"Do we know if they're sound-proof?"

"No idea; you afraid they're going to be cussin' all night?  We can just gag 'em."

"OK."

"Willy, you just spent the last 10 minutes shoving that asshole's balls up to his neck; don't get squeamish on us now."

"I'm not, Wolfy… I'm just thinking about someone hearing them yelling; like if the boys come back around."  I saw the look on Hage's face; I think he noticed the way I was saying 'Wolfy' differently.  I guess it didn't matter with him; he was there when I told Wolfy I loved him.

"OK.  We'll gag 'em; they won't be yelling very loud."

"OK.  Do it."

"We going to talk to them now; or let them sweat it out awhile?"

"Let them sweat.  I think Heidi will break first, anyway."

"OK, Willy.  We'll take care of it; go back inside."

"Don't nurse-maid me, Wolfy.  I can do this, too."

"I'm sorry.  I wasn't nurse-maiding you.  I was just telling you we would handle them."

"OK.  But I'll help."

"Suit yourself."

We walked back around to the trunk and Hage opened it, looking down at asshole.  He was face up now and glaring at us.  I asked him, "Did you enjoy your accommodations in steerage class?"

"Fuck you!"

"You really should think about going back to school; learn some new words."

"Fuck you!"

"Yeah, I guess school's not really an option for you now; you could be dead shortly; or at least wishing you were."

"Fuck you, scum faggot!"

I reached in and grabbed his ropes, pulled him out of the trunk, and let him drop to the ground.  He grunted and called me a faggot again.

"I'm really starting to wonder if you're the one that's a faggot; you seem to like saying it."

"Fuck you!"

"No, but maybe you'd like for all of us to fuck you?"

"Stay away from my ass, faggot Nazi scum!"

I grinned at him.  "Why, is that the key to your happiness?  You like having Nazi cock buried up your ass?"

"I'll cut your fucking Nazi cock off, scum cocksucker!"

"You do seem intrigued by the whole cock and ass thing; something you'd like to tell us?"

"Faggot!"

"Only for you, baby!"  I winked at him and laughed.

"Lick my fucking ass!"

"Roll over…."

He just glares at me.  I looked up and saw Hage and Wolfy were grinning.

"I guess he's tired of talking again.  Let's get him to his new room."

Hage and I reached down and grabbed him by his ropes, pulling him off the ground.  Wolfy ran ahead of us and opened the door to the first shed.  Hage and I hauled him in there and looked up at the hook.  How the hell do we get him hooked up, I wondered.  We dropped asshole on the ground.  He yelled.  I turned to Wolfy.

"Any ideas?"

"Run the hook through his ass?"

"Nah, he'll just scream and pass out; what fun is that?"

"Hang him up by his ropes; they'll hold."

"They're not going to cut him in half in the middle of the night?"

"Nah… Not like it would be much of a loss, but they won't."

"Hey!  You can't fuckin' hang me up on a meat hook by a bunch of ropes around my body!"

"Shut up!  No one asked you!"

"Fuck you!  I'm the one that's going to be hanging; I get some say."

We all started laughing.  "You're kind of new to this, huh?"

"Fuck you!"

"OK, smart-ass; how would you do it?"

"I'd just leave me on the floor; I'd be more rested and ready to talk when you come back."

I laugh.  "Nice try, dickhead.  For someone that hates the SS so much, you sure don't know how we work."

"Fuck you!  I'm not being hung up by some rope that will cut through me!"

"What do you care?"

"It's my fucking body, dumbass!"

We all laughed again.

"Well, in case you haven't heard; Germany is no longer a democracy; you don't get much say in this."

"Yeah, thanks to you fucking Nazi's!"

"Now don't make it personal; did I make it personal on you?"

"Fuck you!  You're thinking of ways to hang me; what's not personal about that?"

"OK, you might have a point, but this still isn't your decision; unless you can come up with something constructive to say."

"You're a fuckin' dickhead, you know that?"

"I've heard it a few times; but I didn't believe it."

"Well, believe it; you are!"

"You're just obsessed with cock and ass; why should I believe you?"

"Fuck you!"

"Back to tried and true, huh?"  I grinned down at him.

"You're an ass!"

"I thought I was a dickhead?"

He actually grinned.  The man's looking at death and still sees humor; I had to give him credit for that.  "You can be both, asshole!"

"Damn boy, make up your mind!"

"Just hang my ass up; I don't care anymore!"

"Well, we don't either, but we still haven't decided the best way to do it."

He groans.  "Is this some new form of torture?"

"Is it working?"

"Fuck you!  Pull that fucking pistol out and just shoot me!"

"If I shot you now you wouldn't have time to rest and answer my questions; besides, do you know how much they dock me for each bullet I use?"

He groans again.  "I can't fucking believe this!  I get arrested by the fucking comedy SS squad."

"Just remember to tip your waitress."

He smirks.  "Fuck you, mother fucker!  This isn't funny; you're talking about my life like it was nothing."

"Then why did you smirk?"

He groaned again.  "I couldn't fucking help it!  Are you satisfied!?"

"Not really.  You still haven't told us how you want to be hung."

"Like a fucking horse, asshole!"

Wolfy burst out laughing.

"Damn boy, I just may have to let you go; you made my Sergeant laugh."

"If that's what it takes I'll have you all laughing until you fucking cry!  Let me out of here or shoot me!"

"You already tried that; think of something new!"

He groaned again.  I have an idea.  I look over at Wolfy.

"Sergeant, go in the barn and see if there's any harnesses in there; if so, bring two out here."

"Yes, Boss."  He turned and ran to the barn.  I looked down at asshole.  He rolled his eyes.

"Great, now you're going to have me pulling a fucking plow."

"I like that!  That's your first constructive answer all day; but sorry, no; I 'm using it to hang you."

"Great… Thank you...  Asshole!"

"It's either that or the ropes; take your choice."

"I have one?"

"Not much of one."

"Asshole!  I'll take the harness."

"Good choice!  No rope burns to explain to my superiors."

"Like they would care…"

"Probably not."

"Asshole!"

"Dickhead!"  He smirked again.

"I'm starting to like you dickhead; I might actually lose a little sleep after I kill you."

"Sorry to keep you up nights…"

"Eh, it's not your fault; stressful job."

"Find a new one!"

"But I enjoy this one so much."

"Sadistic asshole!"

"Guilty."  He shook his head.

Wolfy returned with 2 harnesses and dropped them on the floor next to dickhead.  I looked at the harnesses and back at Wolfy.

"You were in the cavalry; I'm guessing you know how these work."

He grinned.  "Yeah, I'm sure I can get him all hooked up.  He may not look like a prize mare when I'm done, but he'll get his wish; he'll be hanging like a horse."

We all laughed, except for dickhead; he didn't see the humor in it.

"I'll let you do your thing.  Hage and I will keep him still while you get him strapped up."

Wolfy grinned again.  "We might have to cut the ropes off of him first; the harness will cover the ropes."

"Do we care?"

"Not really, I guess.  Besides, the ropes will hold his legs so he can't kick at us."

I looked down at dickhead, grinning.  "You wouldn't kick us, would you?"

"Only enough to kill you."

"Feisty little bitch, aren't you?"

"Fuck you!"

We got to work getting dickhead in the harness and after struggling with him for about 5 minutes we had him ready.  Hage and Wolfy lifted him off the ground while I held the hook and slid it under the harness.  They let him down slowly, watching the harness take his weight.  They moved their hands away; all of us were waiting to see if the harness would hold or if dickhead would drop to the floor.  He was hanging there, squirming around and cussing at us.  The harness was holding his weight.  It was a hell of a sight.  He had a harness around his chest, holding him up under his arm pits, his ankles were tied together with a rope running behind, bending his legs at the knees and running behind him up to his ass.  His hands were tied behind his back and other than his head; he was completely immobile.  The only thing he was wearing was his underpants.  I walked over to him and pulled my knife out.  He looks at me, fear in his eyes.  I grabbed the leg opening of his shorts and started cutting up, running my knife all the way to the waistband.  When I have his right leg free, I held my knife under his balls for a second.

"Anything you'd like to say?"

"Lick my balls, asshole!"

I press the knife harder into his balls and he screamed out.  I moved over and cut the other leg of his shorts then put my knife away.  I reach back up and yank his shorts off, letting them drop to the floor.

"Faggot.  You like staring at my dick?"

"I can't even see it.  This is so you can piss and shit without making a mess."

"I'll just piss all over your fucking face, asshole."

"It would be the last time you pissed."  I turn to Hage.  "Gag him; I'm tired of listening to him."

"Yes, Boss."

After Hage had him gagged, we walked out, closing the door behind us.  We walked over and got Heidi out of the back of the car and carried him over to the other shed.  This one was not a talker; other than screaming out when we hurt him, he hadn't said a word.  We got him all trussed up in the harness and hung him on the hook.  We'd left Heidi dressed for the occasion, but he's in the same position as his cohort.  We walked out and closed the door behind us.  Just as we're closing the door Peter and Jan walked up.

"Are you two OK?"

"Yeah, fine; why wouldn't we be?"

"I was just wondering what had happened to you.  We have 2 new guests with us and I wasn't sure if they'd seen you."

"Sasha told us you had two bad guys and that you'd found them down by the trees.  They must have got there after we headed south; we never saw them.  Have they said anything yet?"

"No, Peter, other than calling us a bunch of names, they've been pretty un-cooperative; but I'm sure we can figure out how to make them cooperate."

He grinned at me.  "I'm guessing they're in the sheds?"

"Take a look if you want; they're nice boys; you'll like them."

He smirked and walked over to open dickhead's door.  He looked in and started laughing.  He turned to me.  

"You don't mess around.  He looks like he's pretty comfortable though; just hanging around."

"He told me he wanted to be hung like a horse; so we put him in a harness and hung him up."

"Are you just going to let them sweat it out for awhile?"

"Yeah, let them think about their transgressions; then after they've seen the light they might be more willing to talk."

Peter grinned and nodded at me.  The five of us all headed back to the house.  Once inside, Peter and Jan headed upstairs while Wolfy, Hage and I went into the front room and took a seat on the couch together.  We'd been sitting there about 10 minutes when I heard Wolfy's stomach rumble.  I looked over at him, grinning.

"I can't help it; I'm getting hungry."

"You want to go in and help me fix dinner; we'll see if we can get you fed?"

"You can feed me anytime you want."  He leered at me.  Hage smirked.

"Be a good boy.  Come on; get up, we'll go get dinner ready." 

I stood up, looking down at him.  He grinned at me and stood up; Hage joining him.  We all walked back to the kitchen and started preparing dinner.  Hage had even learned how to do something in the kitchen besides dishes, and was chopping an onion; tears running down his cheeks.  Poor boy.

Wolfy looked at him.  "Don't cry… We won't hurt those two nice men, too much."

"Fuck you; it's the damn onion!  Now I understand why my mother always looked like she'd been crying."

"She'd been crying because she had to look at you all day."

"Suck me!"

Wolfy just grinned at him and went back to cutting some veal into strips.  We got dinner prepared without too much more joking around, and 40 minutes later we were all sitting at the table enjoying our meal.  Peter and Jan were all washed and cleaned up, both shoveling food in their faces.  About the time I finished taking my last bite, Peter looked over at me.

"Are we giving our new guests any food?"

"If we feed them we'll just end up having to clean up after them."

"Good point."  He grinned at me.

When everyone was finished eating, we each grabbed our plate and took it to the kitchen, dropping them off in the sink, and then the other 4 headed out the back door to have a smoke.  I needed to piss so I walked to the first-floor bathroom to take care of it.  When I'd finished and was walking back to the kitchen, I ran into Wolfy coming inside; meeting up with him between the dining room and front room.  He grabbed his crotch and winked at me, then continued walking towards the bathroom, thrusting his ass back at me.  I licked my lips, watching him.  Once he got in the bathroom, I turned around and headed to the back door, grabbing a match from the kitchen as I passed through.  What neither Wolfy nor I noticed was that Jan had seen the exchange between us through the window in the kitchen.  I failed to notice Jan's glare at me when I walked outside and lit my cigarette, standing next to Hage.

When we were finished with our smoke, we headed back inside and Jan and Hage started on the dishes while Wolfy cleared the table.  I went up to my room to write a report on what had been happening with our guests, and Peter went to his to get some sleep.  I had no idea what was happening below me in the kitchen; but I soon found out that all hell was breaking loose, just as I feared it might some day.

Jan and Hage were standing at the sink washing dishes when Jan turned to Hage.

"Hage, I saw Willy do something earlier…"

Hage turned to look at him.  "So?  Willy's always doing something; what's so new about that?"

"No, dumbass; it's what I saw him do."

"Everyone scratches their balls from time to time, Jan, don't get so upset about it."  He grinned at him.

"Would you just shut up and listen to me?  He was licking his lips, watching Wolfy walk down the hall."

That kind of brought Hage up short, but he recovered quickly.  "Eh?  Don't worry about it; you've seen them; they're always joking around together."

"This was different…  When they're joking around they're facing each other; grinning or laughing.  This time Wolfy was walking away and I watched Willy lick his lips and smile.  I think he might be a fucking faggot, Hage.  What're we gonna do?"

"You're just seeing things that aren't there.  Willy's not a faggot; they just joke around with each other."

"I know, but this was different; this was like a man watching a girl's ass.  It was fucked up, man!"

"You're reading way too much into it, Jan.  Don't worry about it."

"No, I'm not; I don't want no faggot for a commanding officer!  I think I'll send my grandfather a telegram tomorrow and tell him about it."

"Don't do that, Jan!  It's not what you think it is; they were just joking around."

"No, they weren't!  Well, at least Willy wasn't."

"Jan, you can't send any telegrams.  It would destroy Willy's service in the SS; and what if you're wrong?  You've destroyed a man just because you thought you saw something!"

"I know what I saw, Hage; and I don't want him near me anymore."

Hage pulled his hands up and grabbed the towel and dried off.  He turnd back to Jan.  "Let's go get Wolfy and talk to him about it; maybe he can explain to you that they just joke around a lot."

"Fine, go get Wolfy, but Willy wasn't joking around.  I know what I saw, dammit!"

"Come on; I think Wolfy's in our room.  Let's go talk to him."

They walked out of the kitchen and ran into Wolfy heading to the front door to have another smoke.  They followed him outside, closing the door behind them.

"You guys already finished up in there?"

Hage looks at him, shaking his head.  "No, we have a problem, Wolfy.  Jan thinks he saw Willy staring at your ass and licking his lips."

"I don't think I saw it; I fucking saw it!  He was watching your ass as you walked away and he licked his lips and smiled!"

Wolfy grinned at him; even though he had a knot in his stomach.  "Calm down, Jan; you know we joke around with each other.  I'd just said something stupid to him and he was just being Willy and giving me a hard time; don't worry about it."

"I know what I saw, Wolfy!  It was just like a man staring at a woman's ass."

"Now you're tellin' me I have an ass like a woman?"  He grinned at him.

"No!  That's not what I meant!  I'm just saying he was looking at you like a man looks at a woman; it was fucking disgusting!"

"Jan!  Calm down; it was just Willy being Willy; it's not a big deal."

"Yes it is!  I don't want him near me; I don't want any faggot for a commander.  I'm sending my grandfather a telegram and telling him what I saw.  Let them deal with him, as long as I don't have to be around him."

"What if you're wrong, Jan?  What if you get Willy thrown out of the service, marked for life, and you're wrong?  You just destroyed a man because of something you thought you saw."

"I know exactly what I saw; and it was wrong.  I don't care if he gets thrown out of the service; we shouldn't have any fags in the service!  I'm sending that telegram tomorrow!"

Wolfy shook his head at him; trying to figure out what to do.  He couldn't let him send that telegram; it would destroy Willy; it would destroy all of them.  He looked at Jan, wondering if he could really do this.  "You're not sending any fucking telegrams, Jan!"

"Who's going to stop me; that faggot?"

"I am."

"You can't stop me, Wolfy; we have to do this."

"No we don't; he's our friend and we're not going to do anything; you're not sending any fucking telegrams."

"He's not our friend, Wolfy; he's just some faggot officer that pretends so we'll like him and do what he wants us too."

"Fuck you, Jan.  He doesn't have to pretend to be our friend to do what he wants us to; he's our fucking commanding officer and we're obligated to follow his orders."

"Well, he may be your friend, but he sure the fuck isn't mine anymore; I don't have faggot friends!"

"You're not sending that telegram!"

"Try and stop me, asshole!"

Wolfy grabbed him around the neck and drug him back to the door, slamming him up against it; making the door rattle with a loud thud.  I heard the noise from my room and got up to go see what was happening.  When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I heard them yelling at each other out front.

"Get the fuck off of me, Wolfy!"

"Fuck you!  You're not sending any fucking telegrams!"

"You'll have to kill me to keep me from it!"

"I'll do it Jan, I swear I will…"

"You'd really kill me to protect that faggot?"

"Yeah, I really would."

I yanked the door open and Jan fell backwards hitting me in the chest and knocked us both backwards and over.  I was lying there on the floor with Jan on top of me, looking up at Wolfy.  Jan scrambled up to his feet, glaring down at me.

"Don't touch me; you fucking faggot!"

"Shut the fuck up; what are you talking about?" I yelled up at him; trying to get to my feet.

"You!  You fucking faggot; I don't want you touching me; stay the fuck away from me!"

"You're the one that fell on me, dumb shit; what're you talking about?"  I was finally on my feet again, standing about a half-meter away from him, and glaring at him.

"I saw you!  I saw what you did; faggot!"

I reached out and slapped him across the face.  "You better watch your fucking tongue boy; before I have you court-marshaled!"

"Court marshal yourself!  You're the one that needs to be kicked out of the service!"

"You've got exactly five seconds to tell me what the fuck you're talking about and apologize!"

"Fuck you; I'm not apologizing for nothing!  I saw you staring at Wolfy's ass; you fucking fag!"

I slapped him again, knocking him over into Wolfy, who'd been standing next to him, watching us.  Wolfy grabbed him, holding him up; his right arm around Jan's neck.

"Slap me again, bitch, and I'll have you shot by my grandfather!"

"You disrespect me one more time and I'll fucking shoot you; and I'll do it myself!"

"You don't deserve my respect!"

"I don't know what you think you saw; but I'm your fucking commanding officer, and you will show me respect!"

"You're nothing more than a faggot!"

Wolfy tightened his hold around his neck; choking him.  Jan started gagging and squirming around trying to get loose.

"Wolfy!  Stop; you can't do that!"

"I have to, Willy; he's going to get you kicked out and probably shot.  I have to."

"Let him go, Wolfy; you can't kill him!"

By this time Peter had come down stairs to see what all the commotion was about; he was standing at the bottom, watching us; unknown to me.

"Wolfy, you can't kill a fellow comrade; you'd never be able to live with yourself!"

"I'd never be able to live with myself if you get shot.  I have to stop him from sending that telegram, Willy."

Hage walked up behind Wolfy and grabbed his shoulder.  "You can't do this, Wolfy; it's not right.  You have to let him go."

"No I don't, Alex; he's going to destroy all of us; he'll have Willy arrested and they'll split us all up.  I have to stop him."

I was watching them, and looking at Jan's eyes; the fear in them; he's realized that Wolfy would really kill him.

"You can't kill him; it's just wrong.  We'll think of something; but you can't kill him, Wolfy."

Wolfy turned his head to look at Hage; staring into his eyes.  "I can't let him destroy Willy, Alex."

"I know, Wolfy; but you can't kill him; we have to think of something else."

I looked at them.  "Wolfy….  You have to let him go.  You can't kill a fellow soldier; you would never be the same if you did."

He looked back at me.  "Willy…  I can't let him destroy you.  I can't let him send that telegram; or tell anyone about this.  What else is there…?"

"We'll think of something, Wolfy; we will; but you can't kill Jan.  Please…"

He nodded at me and released his grip on Jan's neck, but not letting him go.  I was still looking in his eyes; like I always do.  "Thank you…"

"What do we do now, Willy?  What do we do with him…?"

"We'll think of something, Wolfy; I promise; we will."

I felt someone walk up beside me.  I turned and look at Peter.  He was just looking at me, then over at the other 3, then back at me.  Wolfy looked at him.

"What about you, Peter; what're you going to do?"

"I don't know, Wolfy; I don't really know what's going on.  I walk into a room and see you choking Jan; Hage and Willy pleading with you not to; what am I supposed to do?"

"I don't know, Peter…  Do you have some idea of what this is about?"

"Yeah, I have a pretty good idea.  No matter what, though, they're right; you can't kill Jan.  I can't allow you to do that."

"Are you going to have me court-marshaled?"

"I don't know, Wolfy; I don't know what to think or do right now.  You need to let Jan go; we'll talk this out, see if we can come to a resolution."

"I can't do that, Peter.  If I let him go; he'll run, and he'll start telling people.  I can't let him go."

I looked at Peter again.  "Peter, what do you think you know about this; and how do you feel about it?"

He looked back at me.  "I think this is about the relationship you and Wolfy have; I think Jan finally figured it out, and he's not happy about it."

"You know?"

"I'm not blind, Willy.  I don't know exactly what your relationship with each other is, but I know something's going on between you.  I see how you are around each other; it doesn't take a rocket scientist to put two and two together."

"How long have you known?"

"For about a month...  I've watched the way you two are around each other; the way you look at him.  I know you love him.  I wasn't as sure about his feelings until 5 minutes ago.  He will kill to protect you; he loves you, too."

"You don't have a problem with this?"

"I have a problem with him killing Jan, yes.  But what you two do is your business.  It's never affected the way you work together; the mission or the unit, until now.  I've been in the military for almost 5 years, and in combat for 3 of those, Willy; I've seen this before.  Some men, in stressful situations, develop really close bonds with each other; some taking it to levels of true love; it's nothing new, Willy."

"What do we do now?"

"You get Wolfy to release Jan, and we all sit down and work this out.  We have a family meeting, Willy."

"You're not going to have Wolfy, or me for that matter, court-marshaled?"

"I can't say right now; I don't know what to do.  I like you all very much; you've become my friends, and it's difficult to think of having friends court-marshaled.  But I'm still an officer in the SS and it is my duty.  I'll have to think about it, Willy."

"OK.  We'll have a family meeting and see if we can't get this worked out."  I looked over at Wolfy.  "Wolfy, you have to let Jan go.  You can't harm him; you have to let him go."

"He'll run; you know he will."

"He's not going anywhere right now.  You have to let him go, though; this isn't right."

"He'll take us both down, Willy; I can't let him do that."

"We've made our choices, Wolfy.  We can't kill a man to keep him from talking."

"We kill men all the time to keep them from talking; or to get them to talk; what difference does it make?"

"The difference is, he's one of our own; we can't hurt him, Wolfy."

"He's not one of our own anymore; he wants to destroy us."

"Dieter, I'm giving you a direct order; you have to let him go!"

"Why are you trying to protect him?  I'm trying to protect us, and you're trying to save him?"

"Because this isn't right.  No matter how evil some people think we may be; this isn't right, Wolfy.  He's one of us; we can't hurt him."  I looked him in the eyes again.  "Please, Wolfy; do this for me."

"I am doing this for you.  I'm doing this to protect you; don't you see that?"

"I do.  I really do, but you can't kill him; even to protect me."

"They're going to take you away; I'll never see you again…"  The tears are starting to run down his face.  I wish I'd known he felt this way before now; now that it was over.

"We don't know that, Wolfy.  Maybe they won't do anything; they have bigger problems than us."

"You know they will; they will take you away, and now me too; and have us both shot.  You can't say otherwise.  I have to kill him to protect you; to protect us."

"Are you going to kill Peter and Hage, too?  They know.  They can have us arrested too.  We can't kill everyone, Wolfy; this has to end."

"It can't end, Willy; we're just getting started.  We haven't even been together yet, and you're willing to let it end?  You said you loved me.  Please…."

"I do love you, Wolfy; I do with everything in me, but I can't let you kill Jan.  Please, let him go; for me."

Jan looks at me, still with fear in his eyes, but with something else.  He tries to look up at Wolfy.  "Wolfy?  Please, don't kill me.  I don't want to die; this isn't that important to me; not to die for.  Please let me go.  I won't tell anyone; I promise; just please don't kill me."

"You're lying to save your ass."

"No, Wolfy!  I'm not lying.  I don't want to die.  I'm only 20 years old, dammit; it's too soon to die!"

"I've killed 20-year-olds before Jan; they all say the same fucking thing; you're just trying to save your own ass!  Then once I let you go, you go running and tell your grandfather; or anyone else who'll listen!"

"No, Wolfy!  Please!  I don't care anymore.  I don't care what you two do.  If you two want to love each other, then do it; I don't care!  I thought Willy was just being a pervert; checking out your ass when you weren't looking.  If you two want to be together, then just do it.  I won't tell anyone; I swear!"

I looked at Wolfy.  "He's not lying, Wolfy; I can see it in his eyes.  Please, just let him go."

"You don't know that; he's just trying to save his own ass."

"Wolfy, I've interrogated hundreds of people before; I know when someone's lying.  Jan's not lying.  Just please let him go."

Wolfy looked me in the eye again, and finally relented.  He released his hold on Jan's neck then shoved him forward, into Peter.  He looked at Jan.

"If you say one word to anyone, I will kill you where you stand.  Do we understand each other?"

"Yes, Wolfy!  I promise; I won't say a word to anyone.  Thank you, Wolfy."  He let out a sob and looks away.

"Not one word; and I'll be watching you, you can count on it!"

"Never, Wolfy!  I give you my word."

I looked from Jan to Wolfy.  "Thank you.  You did the right thing…."

He sighs.  "What do we do now…?  Everything is all fucked up; everyone knows."

"I don't know…  I guess we just go forward, see where it leads…."

"It's going to lead to a firing squad…."

"We don't know that, Wolfy.  We just have to take it day by day; see where everyone's at with this."

He sighed again and nodded his head.  I looked around the room; the first time I'd really looked around since this all started.  Hage was still standing behind Wolfy, looking kind of scared and sad; standing there with his arms at his sides, looking down.  I looked at Peter and Jan.  Peter held my gaze for a moment then looked over at Jan.  I followed his gaze.  Jan looked at me; but not with contempt and disgust; more like questioning.  I turned my head away and looked at the other side of the room.  I turned and walked away; heading towards the kitchen.  I decided I needed a drink.  I grabbed the bottle of whiskey out of the cabinet and poured myself a short glass.  I downed it in one gulp and poured another.  I drank that one in 2 gulps.  That might well have been my last drink; I guessed I was making sure I got it.  I set the glass down and lit a cigarette; the dying man's last 2 wishes.  I took a drag on the cigarette, getting it burning, and poured myself another glass full.  I grabbed the glass and walked back into the dining room, sitting at the table; facing the wall.  I'd just lost all credibility as their commander.  I'd just been outed to the rest of my team.  I was facing a court-marshal and execution for my actions; and lack there-of.  The man I was in-love with had just tried to kill someone to protect me.  I needed a moment.

I heard movement behind me but didn't turn around.  I saw a shadow pass behind me towards the kitchen, but still, I didn't turn around.  I sipped my whiskey and smoked my cigarette.  When I was about halfway done with both, the bottle of whiskey was set down in front of me; in the middle of the table.  I looked up.  My whole team, each carrying a glass, was sitting down at the table with me.  The bottle was passed and glasses filled.  An un-known arm re-filled my glass and set the bottle back in the middle of the table.  I looked up; the arm belonged to Peter.  He grinned down at me then took a seat at his usual place.  I looked around the table.  Wolfy was directly across from me; Hage was sitting next to me.  Jan was at the head of the table and Peter was in his seat at the other end.  They raised their glasses in the air.  I raised mine to join them.  Peter spoke.

"Prost!"

We all returned the salute and drank a shot, setting our glasses back down on the table.  I looked at everyone in turn and began speaking.

"I'm relinquishing my command over to Peter until they come and arrest me.  You will all follow his orders, and continue to do your duties.  Hage, I would appreciate it if you were the one to interrogate the prisoners; you have the most experience with it, other than me.  I want you all to know that it has been my greatest honor serving with you; I couldn't have asked for a better team.  Every one of you has given his best for me and I let you down.  I wish all of you the greatest successes in your lives."

I looked over at Wolfy and he dropped his head down, the tears streaming down his face.  I looked down, ashamed.

"That's a really fucked up way to start a family meeting, Willy."

I looked over at Peter.

"There is no more family, Peter; we're finished; or at least I am."

"You're predicting your own fate now?  You're even more arrogant than I gave you credit for."

"Arrogant or not, I know what's going to happen; you don't have to be a soothsayer to read the writing on the walls."

"Perhaps not, but you should still have all of the information before making a decision; isn't that what you're always telling us?"

"How much more information do I need?  I've lost all credibility as a commander.  I've professed to being in-love with a man.  I've struck one of my subordinates and I stood by doing nothing while the man I'm in love with tried to kill one of my other men.  I really don't think any more information is required before knowing my fate."

"You're wrong.  You don't have all of the information; you don't know what anyone plans on doing about what happened here tonight.  Didn't you say we should have a family meeting to discuss it?  And as far as your credibility as a commander; it hasn't gone anywhere; you're still our commanding officer."

"OK, I'm listening; what does everyone plan on doing about what happened here tonight?"

"I don't know; we haven't started the family meeting yet; learn some patience, man."

I shake my head at him.  "This isn't a time for humor, Peter; there's too much at stake.  I'm not so worried about my fate; but what about Wolfy's?  What about yours and Jan's and Hage's?  They're going to probably arrest Wolfy for attempted murder and then end the operation and split everyone up.  You could all end up in Russia for all you know."

"That's something we all have to consider before deciding what we're going to do.  There is a lot at stake, Willy, and not just for you.  I'm not assigning blame here; but you and Wolfy have opened up a hell of a can of worms; and you've involved 3 other lives in the process.  You're right, we all have something to lose; we could end up in Russia, freezing our asses off; getting shot at.  You don't think I've considered that?  I don't know how Jan and Hage feel, but I know what we have.  We're in the middle of a fucking war and we have the easiest assignment in the entire theatre of operations."

"OK, so what do you want to do?"

"If Jan agrees, since he's the victim here, I'm willing to pretend this night never took place.  And don't think I'm doing this just for you and Wolfy; I don't like the snow, Willy.  I don't want to see you and Wolfy get arrested, but I don't want to go to Russia even more so.  I'm thinking of my own ass, here."

"Fair enough."  I turned to Jan.  "What about you?  What are you going to do; are you still going to send a telegram?"

He shook his head no.  "Non Willy, I'm not sending any telegrams.  I knew that when I told Wolfy I wouldn't; and I hadn't even considered what Peter just said.  But now that I have; I don't want to go to Russia either.  I don't like the idea of getting shot at all the time and freezing to death after the bullet hits me."

"What about what you've learned; are you going to be able to work and live with us?"

"I guess I have no choice, do I?  I really don't know, Willy.  I've never been in this situation before.  I don't know any fags; I only know what I've been told about them; and I don't know how I'm going to get past what I've been told."

"You're actually the one with the most choice, Jan.  I can't help you with what you've been told about fags; I can only tell you that most of it was probably wrong.  People are afraid of what they don't understand.  And you probably know several of them; you just didn't know they were.  I'm no different than I was yesterday; you just know something new about me."

He looked over at Wolfy.  "Are you really that way, Wolfy?"

Wolfy looked up at him, his face still wet.  "I don't know…  I didn't think I was; but I don't know anymore…"

"Are you in love with Willy?"

Wolfy sat there, looking at Jan, thinking about his answer.  "If you had asked me that an hour ago I would have said no.  When you threatened to take him away from me I knew that would've been a lie.  My whole world just blew up in front of my face and I knew I couldn't let him be taken away.  I was willing to kill you in cold blood to save him; to not lose him; so I guess I am."

Jan shook his head a little.  "I don't understand that…  It just seems so wrong; loving another man.  It's not how it's supposed to be; you're supposed to love a woman."

"I know, Jan, and I know what you're going through.  I didn't plan any of this; it just happened.  I never would've believed in a million years that I could love a man, but I guess I do.  I can't stand the thought of him being taken away from me.  So what is that?"

Jan grunted and sighed.  "I don't know…  I guess it’s love, but it's still weird."

I looked at Jan.  "We don't get to choose who we love, Jan.  Yes, we can choose to follow it or not, but we don't really get to choose who it is.  Something just happens inside when you're around a certain person; and sometimes that person happens to be the same sex as you."

He shook his head, looking at me.  "You can choose to take action on it though.  You don't have to just let your heart lead you around by your balls."

"You're right.  And that's what I did when I first started feeling that way about Wolfy; I hid it and shoved it away.  I never acted on it.  I still really haven't; short of telling him how I feel.  But there's no confusion for me, Jan, I know what I am.  And I need to know if you're willing to deal with me, knowing that."

"You're better than Russia.  Like you said, you're no different than you were yesterday; I just know more about you.  I will learn to deal with it; it's better than the alternative."

"If I'm going to still be in command here, I need to know I have your respect as well.  You can never talk to me like you did.  Regardless of what you think of me personally, you at least have to respect my authority."

He nodded.  "I can do that.  I'm sorry for calling you a bitch; I was scared and angry."

"I'm sorry I hit you; I had no right to do that; no matter what you called me."

"I guess I can't be too mad at you; you saved my life.  You have a hell of a hard slap though."  He gave me a small grin.

"I'm sorry; I'm used to dealing with scum, and I guess I've perfected bitch-slapping people."

I looked over at Hage; our last member with something at stake.  "Hage?"

"I have no problems, Willy.  I don't want to see you taken away either; and I don't want to see Wolfy get shot for trying to kill Jan.  We go on; with you in command.  Just like before; once we leave this table, this night no longer exists."

I nodded at him.  "OK.  I guess everyone's in agreement; this night goes away; never to be discussed again in the light of day."

Peter reached for the bottle of whiskey and re-filled everyone's glass.  He held his glass up.

"Prost!!"

"Prost!" we all replied and downed our drinks, slamming the glasses back on the table.

"If there is no further business, I call this meeting of the 'Drausendorf 5' adjourned."

I looked over at Peter, grinning.  "Drausendorf 5?"

"Why not?"

"Indeed."

We smiled at each other and stood up, everyone else stood as well.  I think we all just wanted to get away from that table; to make it all go away.  Anyone over the age of 6 will tell you it's still with us; but that simple act made it end for us, on that night.  There were a couple of apologies; Wolfy telling Jan he was sorry; but that he meant what he'd said, and Jan and I shaking hands, me apologizing again for slapping him.  This was followed by uncomfortable silence and everyone dispersing in about 30 seconds.  Peter, Jan and Hage went out back to have a smoke.  I looked over at Wolfy.

"Talk to me, please."

"About what?"

"Tell me what's going on in that head of yours."

"It's spinning around."

"Come with me."  I opened the front door and walked outside, taking about 10 steps on the porch before stopping and turning around.  He closed the door and walked up to me.

"What do you want me to say, Willy?"

"I just want to know that you're OK.  I have to know that you're all right."

"I'm OK.  I'm just sorting things out in my head."

"Do you need any help sorting?"

"I don't know what you could do.  I just need to straighten it out; make it all fall back into place."

"What's stopping you?"

"You."

"How?"

"I learned some things about myself tonight that I don't know how to deal with; and a lot of them are because of you.  It's not that I was afraid of killing Jan; I've killed several people, it was the reason I wanted to kill him; that scared me."

"To protect me?"

"Yeah….  I mean I didn't even have to think about it; I just acted when I felt you being threatened; when I thought you'd get taken away from me."

"And that scares you?"

"Yes, Willy, that scares me."

"I would've acted the exact same way, Wolfy; I would've taken him out to keep you from being taken from me."

"I know you would.  I'm trying to understand how you got in; how you got into my heart.  It scares me that you're there, but it's also a great source of warmth.  It's weird.  I've never let anyone in far enough to affect my judgment, until now.  How do you do it?"

"It wasn't on purpose; I've done nothing more than love you, unconditionally.  I honestly never expected to get in.  I knew how I felt and I knew you couldn't; and I accepted it because I couldn't lose you."

"I've never had a better understanding of that feeling until tonight.  When I thought Jan was going to take you away I only had one thought — I couldn't lose you."

"But now that I'm still here; you're not sure what to do about me?"

He flushed red and looked down.  He looked back up, straight into my eyes.  "I know what to do, I just don't know how; or if I can."

"Wolfy, I can't tell you what to do; you have to follow your own course.  You have to ether, follow your heart, and do it completely; or you deny yourself and your feelings, and just go back to who you were yesterday."

"It's not that simple."

"Yes, it is.  You just have to decide your course.  Just like Jan said; we choose how we act on our feelings.  You've just realized you have these feelings; it's up to you if you act on them."

He groaned, and then sighed.  He still hadn't broken eye contact with me though.  I tried again.  "Wolfy, do you love me?"

"Yes."

"Say it."

"I love you."

I smiled at him.  "We're still here; the world didn't just collapse around us."

"I guess you're right, huh?"  He grinned at me.

"No matter what happens to us, the world continues moving forward; it doesn't stop and start at our whim.  Don't let this be an end of the world decision."

"I'll try."  He grinned again.  "I have a small confession to make."

"Really, what is it?"

He blushed.  I smile at him.  "Since the moment we walked out here I've had this thought in the back of my head; trying to push its way forward; but it's a little embarrassing."

I smiled at him again.  "Don't ever be embarrassed around me.  What's the thought?"

He groaned again.  "I've been wondering what it would be like to kiss you.  Not just the side of your face; but to really kiss you."

I smiled at him again.  "I know what you mean; I've had that same thought for weeks about you."  I blushed a little and he grinned.  "I guess we could satisfy each other's curiosity…."

"We could…  I'm not sure how to do it though."

"Same as with a girl."

He grinned.  "I know that!  I mean, just now, right here?  On the front porch with everyone inside?"

I grinned.  "We could sneak off behind the gym after school if you'd like; that's where I had my first kiss."

He smirked.  "Smart-ass.  Was it with a boy?"

"No, I was doing girls when I was 13."

He laughed.  "Still under-cover, huh?"

"Kind of….  So where would you like to go?"

He grinned.  "We could do like the farm boys and sneak off behind the barn."

I smile.  "Yeah, we could."

"Do you want to?"

"Hell, yes; let's go."

He turned and stepped off the porch, walking towards the barn, looking behind him, smiling, to make sure I'm following.  He was like a kid on his first date.  When we got to the end of the house he stopped and poked his head around the corner.  I smirked.  He looked to make sure the coast is clear; that they've gone back inside, then turned to me and grinned.  We set off for the barn, walking around the far side of it and ending up behind it.  He walked all the way to the middle before stopping and turning around.  He just stood there, looking at me, a shy smile on his face.  I’d thought a lot of things about Wolfy, but never that he was cute; sexy as hell, yes, but not cute; until now.  I stopped when I was about 20 cm away from him; staring into his eyes and grinning at him.

He flushed red.  "I'm nervous for some reason."

"Me, too.  Let's just do it."

"Are you sure?  We just kiss; just like kissing a girl?"

"Shut up, Wolfy." 

I leaned my head in and landed on his lips while reaching up with my hands to hold his face.  He snaked his arms around me and pulled me in, moaning into my mouth and demanding entry with his tongue.  I opened my mouth a little more and let him in, my tongue meeting his.  We both moaned into each other's mouth; our tongues danced around each other's.  We held the kiss for about 30 seconds, just exploring each other's mouths with our tongues, moaning and trying to get closer.  I'd run my right hand to the back of his head to pull him in closer while I ran my fingers through his hair; he had his left hand on my ass, pulling me up and into him.  We finally broke the kiss, panting, and pulling our heads back from each other, though still holding one another.  He gave me a huge smile.

"That was so much better than I ever could've imagined!"

"My God, you're not joking; that was incredible!"

He grinned at me.  "Shut up, Willy." 

He landed on my mouth again, pulling hard on my ass to lift me into him.  I dropped my left hand and wrapped it behind him, pulling him in.  Our mouths were back in action with each other's; our tongues wrestling for domination.  He had my ass cheek in his left hand and my lower back was being held with his right; and he just pulled me tight against his body.  My hand was roaming up and down his back, finally stopping on his ass, I grabbed hold.  He moaned into my mouth.  Tantalizingly, I dragged my right hand round and round his head, running my fingers through his hair, while squeezing his ass cheek with my left hand.  We were both moaning and panting into each other's mouths, not able to get enough.  I felt his cock getting hard against my crotch and mine responded immediately to the feeling.  He thrust his hips hard into me and ground on me.  We'd been kissing for about 40 more seconds when we finally broke off, breathless.  He pulled back while bringing his hands up to my face, just lightly touching my cheeks; he stepped back about 20 to 25 cm.  He looked into my eyes while holding my face in his hands.

"My God."  Pant.  "I can't believe this; I can't believe how good this feels."

I smiled at him.  "Better than getting your cock sucked?"

"Yes!  I never knew…" pant, pant.  "I don't remember it ever being that intense with a girl; that… animal…"

I grinned at him.  "We're two horny men; our basic urges took over."

"Hell, yes!  It was great!"

"It was…."

He got a serious look on his face.  "I love you, Willy."

I smiled at him.  "And I love you."

He smiled at me, while grabbing my face in his hands and bringing his face closer to mine.  He had a firm grip on my head while he kissed me again, straight on, just sucking my lips and nibbling on my lower one.  No tongue dancing, no moaning, just kissing me softly.  He pulled back after about 10 seconds and just looked at me.

"We're doing this again."

I smild.  "We'd better."

He grinned.  "Is that an order?"

"Yes."

"Yes, Sir!"  We both chuckled once.

He pulled his hands off my face and let them rest back down on his sides.  He turned his head to the left, looking out beyond the barn, and turned back to me.

"I guess we should get back in there; they're all going to think we're out here fucking."

I smirked.  "They wouldn't think that about us; would they?"

He laughed.  "In a heartbeat!

"You're right; they would.  OK, let's go back inside."  I grinned at him.  "You know we're both going to flush bright red when we walk in there; right?  Looking guilty as hell?"

He laughed.  "If you hadn't said that, I wouldn't!  Thanks!"

"You're welcome.  We could just go in arguing; throw them off the scent."

He laughed.  "Fuck them.  They already know anyway; why worry about it?"

"Isn't that why we're behind the barn?"

He smirked.  "Shut up, Willy!"

"Want to hold hands while we walk back to the house?"  I grinned at him.

He smirked at me.  "Don't turn into a Heidi on me; if we're going to do this, I want you all man."

I laugh.  "OK, but only because you kiss really well and I want more."

"Come on, boy; get your ass back in the house!"  He turned around and walked away, wiggling his ass once, and disappeared around the side of the barn.

I started moving, trying to catch up with him, and when I come around the end of the barn he was there waiting for me, grinning.  He winked at me and started walking toward the house, while I stepped in beside him, standing about 25 cm away from him.  When we got to the back porch, Jan was outside smoking, and watching us walk up.  I couldn't really read his face, but he didn't look like he wanted to kill either of us.  We stepped up on the porch and stopped near him.  Wolfy pulled 2 cigarettes out and lit them both, handing one to me.  I saw Jan slowly shake his head.

"You two are worse than school-girls; I don't know how the fuck I've missed seeing it."

I turned to look at him.  "How's that?"

"Sneaking off to the barn, looking at each other, lighting each other's cigarettes; did you finally get it out of your system?"

"Get what out?"

"Everything.  The talk, the kiss, whatever it is you guys do."

"How do you know?"

He flushed red.  "OK, I was spying on you.  I heard what you said on the front porch and I followed you out to the barn.  I saw the whole, sordid thing."

Wolfy jumped in.  "Why the fuck were you spying on us?"

"I don't know…  I was trying to understand some of this.  I thought maybe if I listened in on one your private conversations it might make more sense to me."

"So, did it?"

"Not really.  You sounded like any other couple I've heard talking; it was just kind of weird, I guess.  It was like watching two people fall in love; it was gross!"

"If it was like watching any other couple; why would you think it's gross?"

"For one, it's you two.  For another, watching any couple falling in love is gross; it's just dumb."

"You've never been in love?"

"No."

"You don't want to meet a girl someday, fall in love, get married and have children?"

"Of course I do, but I haven't yet.  The whole thing is just sappy and dumb.  We're in the middle of a war; we're supposed to be fighting, not falling in love."

"Maybe being in the middle of a war is the best time to do it; we don't know if there will be a tomorrow."

"Is that what you guys are doing?  Living for now because tomorrow may not come?"

I thought about it.  "I guess maybe we are, in a way.  We could have a bomb drop on us tonight so we're just letting go; letting this happen."

He nodded.  "I guess I can understand that part of it; it's just the whole man on man thing that I don't get; though I admit the kissing was interesting.  I've never seen two people go at it like that before."

"It was our first one; we were hungry."

"Yeah, so I heard.  And by the way, you can be a real smart-ass, sometimes."

I laughed.  "You're only just now noticing that?"

He grinned.  "I'd noticed before, but not the depth of it."

"What do you mean; what did you hear me say?"

He smirked.  "Several things.  Kiss like a girl.  Do it behind the gym after school.  Isn't that why we're behind the barn?  They wouldn't think that about us.  And yes, we would think that about you.  You're just a regular smart-ass.  What exactly do you see in him, Wolfy; he's an arrogant smart-ass?"

Wolfy and I both laughed.  Wolfy looked at him, grinning.  "I guess I like arrogant smart-asses.  I don't know what to tell you."

"Well you must see something I don't.  Nothing personal, Willy, but I'd never date a girl like you."

"To each his own, Jan.  No offense taken; you don't exactly do it for me either."

"Thank God.  What's wrong with me?"

I broke up laughing.  "Why do you care?  You just said 'thank God' when I said you didn't do it for me; and now you ask why not?"

"I was just curious; what about me doesn't 'do it' for you?  I mean I told you, because you're an arrogant smart-ass, but what about me?"

"I don't know.  You're too serious.  You only think about the bad things in life.  You never smile unless it's just because you can't hold it when the rest of us are on the floor, laughing.  You just have kind of a negative aura around you."

"OK.  What about physically; do I 'do it' for you physically?"

"You have a few good assets."

"You mean my ass…"

"No; well yeah, you have a nice ass, but you're handsome.  You have a cute face.  You have a really nice cock."  He blushed.  "I like your hair."

"That's it?"

"Honestly, Jan, I really haven't spent much time looking at you."

"You had eyes for Wolfy."

I smiled.  "Yeah, I did and I do."

He blushed again.  "OK, so what is it about Wolfy that does it for you?"

"Everything!"

"That's an easy way out; give me details."

"He's funny.  He's cocky and arrogant, like me.  He's every bit as much of a smart-ass as I am.  He challenges me to always be true to myself.  He's caring.  He has an easy, open personality.  He's almost always happy and in a good mood.  He's smart.  He's very easy to talk to.  He always listens to me.  He…."

"OK. Enough!  I get it.  What about physically?"

"He's sexy as hell.  He has great eyes.  He has a great mouth and a great smile.  He has a very nice ass.  His arms are like cannons.  He has nice, fat cock.  Should I go on?"

"No, please don't.  So you really see those things in men, but not women?"

"I really do.  I rarely notice anything about a woman."

"What about Gertrud; what do you think of her?"

"I don't know.  I think she's cute and sweet.  I've seen her probably 10 times but I couldn't describe her to you in much detail.  I mean, the cop part of me notices things like height, weight and hair color.  But I couldn't tell you if she has nice tits or a cute ass."

"She does.  I guess I just think it's weird that you notice men and not women."

"Being homosexual will do that to you."

He rolls his eyes.  "Yeah, no kidding.  That doesn't explain you, Wolfy.  You have the hots for Gertrud more than any of us; and here you are with him."

"I told you, Jan, I don't know what to tell you.  It just is.  My attraction to Willy probably isn't as physical as his to me, but more about his personality and the way he is.  Not that I don't want to have sex with him; I do.  I like the animal aspect of it.  You have to be all nice and sweet and caring with a girl; with a man you can just be an animal."

"I've heard about girls that like rough sex; why not just date one of them?"

"Because I'm here, Willy's here, and we became friends and just kept getting closer and closer.  It's not like we met today and started having sex with each other.  Hell! We haven't even had sex.  We became friends and it turned into what it is now."

"So you two love each other but haven't even had sex yet?  How do you know you'll even like it?"

I took over for that one.  "It's not about the sex, Jan.  At this point it is purely emotional.  The feelings are there and we're running with them.  And I'm pretty sure the sex is going to be even better than the kiss was."

"You two are a paradox.  You've managed to fall in love with each other in the middle of a war.  You say you want to have rough animal sex, but you're afraid to do it.  You've become friends that turned into a couple.  And from what I heard out on the porch, tonight is the first time you've ever really talked about all of this.  You two need help."

"Living in constant fear of being discovered and put in front of a firing squad will make anyone extra careful.  We haven't had the opportunity to do anything.  Look how you reacted tonight when you caught me looking at his ass; what would you have done if you'd walked in on us kissing or having sex?"

"The same thing, I guess.  It would have freaked me out even more.  OK, I see your point.  So, does this mean that, now that we all know, and have agreed not to turn you in, that you're going to be all lovey-dovey around each other all the time?"

"No, it doesn't.  We will maintain a professional attitude unless we're alone.  I know the rest of you are really uncomfortable with all of this; we're not going to rub your noses in it."

"Even with shit like lighting each other's cigarettes and giving each other those 'secret' looks?"

"I can't promise anything on that; we were doing that before tonight.  But I give you my word, that unless you're spying on us again, you will not see us being intimate with each other.  No kissing, no touching, no fucking."

He sighed.  "OK.  I can deal with that.  I never even noticed before just now about the little looks you give each other.  As long as you both act like professional soldiers I will act and treat you the same."

"Deal.  Thanks, Jan."

"You're welcome.  I'm sorry I caused so much trouble tonight.  I was just freaked out."

"I can understand that; it's freaked both of us out a few times.  I can ask nothing more from you than what you just said.  You respect us and we respect all of you."

"Yeah, I guess."

"Jan, in a few days, you won't even notice the difference between yesterday and tomorrow.  We will be the same two people we've always been.  The only difference is you know what's going on behind the scenes now.  Just try not to think about it."

"OK.  I'm tired; I'm going inside to bed.  Have a good night.  Thanks for talking; I needed to understand this a little better."

"I hope it helped.  Anytime you need to talk you just start talking; I'll always listen, Jan."

"Thanks.  I know; you always have before.  Night."

"Night."

Wolfy grinned at him.  "Goodnight, Jan."

"Goodnight, killer."  He grinned at him.

He walks in the house and I turned to Wolfy.  "That was interesting."

"No kidding."

"Do you think he's still going to tell his grandfather?"

"No.  I believe him now.  I'm still going to watch him, though."

"Apparently he's going to be watching us, too."

He laughed.  "The little pervert!"

"I doubt he was watching to get his jollies; he was curious about what made us tick."

"I'm still a little curious about that, myself."

"I know.  I'll help you as much as I can, Wolfy."

He smileed.  "I know you will."  He looked around.  "I love you."

"I love you, too, Wolfy."

"I have to agree with Jan on one thing."

"Yeah, what's that?"

"I'm tired and I want to go to bed."  He grinned at me.

"Let's go."

"We're sleeping together…?"  He grinned at me.

"I don't know…  Should we?"

He thought about it for a few moments.  "I don't know… It would be really great to be in bed with you; but I don't know what they'd say about it."

"I guess as long as we're quiet, and nobody comes in, they won't really know until morning.  And even then, we told Jan we would keep it behind closed doors; we'd be keeping our word."

"You think?"

I grinned.  "I don't really know, Wolfy.  I'm willing to test the theory, though; are you?"

He leaned in and gave me a quick kiss.  "Yeah.  Let's go."  He grinned at me.

"Let's go."

We walked in and closed the back door and turned out the kitchen light.  When we got to the stairs, I put my hand on Wolfy's arm.

"Take your boots off down here; they won't hear two sets of boots going up the stairs."

He grinned.  "OK.  Actually, wait here for a minute; I need to go tell Hage I'll be with you so he doesn't panic."

"OK."

He returns in about a minute and a half, wearing nothing but underwear and grinning.  I smirked and smiled at him.

"You got naked without me."

"Shush.  I'm not naked; I just thought I'd leave my clothes in my room.  Let's go."

He actually took my hand and led me upstairs, walking as softly as he could on each riser.  When we got to my room, he pulled me in and turned around to close the door.  He was being cute again — so secretive and sly.  He let the door latch and turned and walked up to me.  He grabbed my arms and started walking me backwards, grinning at me the whole way.  He stopped me next to my bed and leaned in for a quick kiss.  After the kiss, he tip-toed around to the other side of the bed and pulled the covers back, getting in.  He looked up at me and grinned.

He whispered, "Get naked."

I blushed and grinned at him.  "You're not gonna help?"

"No, I'm gonna watch."

I rolled my eyes at him and started taking my uniform off.  When I was down to my skivvies, I looked at him, pointing to them.  He grinned and nodded his head vigorously.  I smirked and dropped my shorts.  He smiled big and pulled the covers back for me.  I got into bed and turned to him.  I could tell he was still wearing his shorts.

"Hey, you have to get naked, too, you know."

"Oh, forgot I had them on.  Sorry."  I grinned at him.

He reached under the covers and yanked his shorts off, bringing them back up and over the covers.  He held them up to me, smiling.

"Better?"

"Yeah.  Hand 'em over."

He gave me a weird look.  "Why?  Where are you gonna throw them?"

"I'm not; just hand them over."

He handsed me the shorts and I pulled them up to my face and inhaled loudly; breathing in his scent.  He looked at me amazed; his eyes opened wide.  I pulled the shorts away and grinned at him.

"What?"

"My God, I've never seen anyone do that before."

"What, you've never smelled one of your girlfriend's underwear?"

"No…  That was really sexy though; do it again."

I smiled at him and brought his shorts back up to my face, just burying my face in them and breathing in.  I heard him gasp and moan.  I pulled the shorts away from my face and tossed them over me, hoping they would land on the floor next to mine.  I scooted in closer to him, finally getting to feel his naked body against mine.  It felt incredible.  I put my left arm over him and pulled in closer.  He smiled at me.

"God, you feel so good; I can't tell you how much I've thought of doing this."

He blushed.  "It does feel good.  I like the way your body feels, Willy.  It's hard and muscular."

"Thanks, so is yours; it feels fucking incredible.  I could do this forever, Wolfy."

"That sounds good to me."

I smiled at him. We were only about 16 cm from each other's face and I was trapped in his eyes again.

I give him a quick kiss.  "I really do love you, Wolfy."

He smiled.  "I really love you, too.  This is nothing like I thought it would be; it feels so good just lying here with you."

"Yeah, it does, Wolfy."  I kissed him again.

He grinned at me when I pulled back.  "You like doing that, huh?"

"Hell yes; don't you?"

"I love it.  You can kiss me anytime you want.  You can touch me anywhere you want, Willy, I want you, too.  This feels too good to be wrong."

I smiled at him; never believing I'd hear those words out of his mouth.  It was almost as good as when he told me he loved me the first time; well, every time.

"Goodnight Wolfy."

"Goodnight Willy."

We kissed one more time and then snuggled in closer to each other, my head a little under his chin, our arms over each other.  I've never felt so safe and loved in my life.  I was asleep in minutes.

To be continued...

Posted: 11/23/12