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By: Jeff B
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Chapter 6
 

KAPITEL SECHS

(CHAPTER 6)

 

Friday, 24, July 1942

 

Dawn was just breaking over the horizon and I was sitting on an embankment with my three men; staring down at the form of some man Peter had tracked there more than 10 hours before.  The three of us just sat there, staring at him, waiting for any kind of movement.  None came.  I looked over at Peter.

 

"Maybe he really is dead?  I didn't think people slept that long; especially outside."

 

"He could be.  Let's see if he moves at all; now that we can actually see him."

 

"It's your call."

 

"We'll give him another 30 minutes."

 

"OK."

 

I looked over at Wolfy and Jan.  They looked back at me, questioning in their eyes.  Wolfy winked at me and smiled.

 

"I really hope that he's not dead; that would piss me off.  Sitting out here all night just to watch over a dead body is not what I had in mind."

 

"I don't think any of us had that in mind, Wolfy; but if Peter's right and we can track his contact, we may be able to find the people behind this."

 

"Yeah, and maybe that guy we sent to Berlin was just feeding us a line of shit.  He knew he was going to die; why do anything to really help?  Maybe there isn't any contact.  Maybe they're just a small group of men that like to blow shit up."

 

"You could right about that; we have no way of knowing.  But we have to follow whatever leads we have."

 

"I know.  I'm just cold and tired; and my ass hurts."  Jan smirked.  "Fuck you; not that way; from the fucking ground, smart-ass."

 

"Hey, I didn't say a word.  It's not my problem if you're touchy about your ass; talk to him."  He pointed to me.

 

"Yeah, blow me.  We haven't done anything."

 

Jan turned and looked at him.  "You're shitting me.  You two still haven't done it yet?  Jesus, it's like you're waiting to get married."

 

"When the hell have we had the time?"

 

Jan rolled his eyes.  "You sleep in the same fucking bed; get a hard on and go to town."

 

"Why do you care?"

 

Jan smirked.  "I don't.  I'm just surprised.  Hell, if I'd been dating a girl this long you can bet I'd be fucking her by now."

 

"Shut up.  It's the not the same."

 

Jan smirked.  "You're telling me that?  I thought you wanted the whole animal sex thing?"

 

Peter smirked.  Wolfy looked at him, grinned and turned back to Jan.  "I told you, we haven't had time; get off my back."

 

Jan and Peter both laughed.  Jan soldiers on.  "I'm not the one who wants on your back."

 

We all started laughing.  The three of us quit laughing and looked at Wolfy.  I was really getting curious how that was going to play out.  They were talking about something that involved me like I wasn't there.

 

Wolfy grinned at him.  "Fuck you.  Even if you were interested, you ain't coming at me with that big assed dick.  We just haven't had time, OK?  Why?  Do you want to be there for it, too?"

 

"Hell, no!  I just think it's funny that you two haven't fucked yet."

 

"Fine.  When we get back, all of you can leave and we'll fuck our brains out."

 

Jan smirked.  "You'll probably just pass out.  Besides, your ass is already sore!"  He laughed.

 

Wolfy looked at him and grinned.  "Yours is about to be sore, if you don't shut up about this."

 

"Ok, ok.  I was just asking; don't pull a corset strap."  He shook his head, grinning.

 

"Keep laughing, boy.  I'll have you hanging in that harness; power fucking your scrawny, little ass."

 

Peter and I laughed.  Jan looked a little worried.  "OK.  I'm sorry.  I won't bring it up again."

 

Just then we noticed movement from down below.  It was only a stray dog though.  The dog eased up on the sleeping man, sniffing around him.  He circled the man 3 times, sticking his nose all around the man's body.  The man didn't move.  The dog circled one more time and sat down on its haunches, looking down at the man.  There was still no movement from the man.  The three of us sat there, transfixed; just watching the dog.  The dog stood again and walked about 20 meters away and then started sniffing the ground while he was walking.  He stopped after about 40 meters and trotted back over to the man.  He started licking the man's head and face; yet still no movement out of the man.  Peter and I just looked at each other for a second and returned our attention to the dog.  I heard Wolfy behind me.

 

"Maybe he'll just piss on his head and we'll know for sure if the idiot's dead."

 

Peter turned and looked at him.  "Even if he's dead, there's a possibility that his contact will come here looking for him."

 

Wolfy grinned at him.  "You just don't want this whole thing to be a wasted night.  Admit it; the man is dead and we've been babysitting his corpse all night."

 

"I admit nothing."

 

"Are you staying all day to find out?"

 

"Yes; and you're staying with me, Sergeant."  He grinned at him.

 

"You're only a Private now; I out-rank you."  He laughed.

 

"You're not the only one who knows how to use that harness; you might want to find some axle grease."

 

Jan started laughing.  He looked at Wolfy.  "Now who's going to get his little ass fucked?"

 

I turned around, grinning.  "Can we get back to work, now?  Peter, what do you really want to do if this man is dead?"

 

Peter looked at me, shaking his head slowly.  "I wish I knew, Willy.  I think Wolfy may be right; I'm starting to think I've led us all here to babysit a corpse.  I'm sorry."

 

"Don't you apologize for that; you were doing what you were supposed to do.  We followed a lead and it turned out to be a dead-end; it happens."

 

"I know.  I've followed dead-ends before; but I try not to have as many people involved.  I guess we go down there, kick his ass, and then go home and get some sleep."

 

I turned back around and looked at the corpse.  The dog was tugging on the man's hair; trying to pull him.  That would hurt like hell; so there's no way this guy is just sleeping.  I stood up, followed by everyone else.  I pulled my pistol out of the holster and turned around.

 

"We go check.  Be ready, though."

 

Peter pulled his Walther out, followed by the other two cocking their machine pistols.  We headed down the embankment and upon reaching the bottom started slowly moving towards the man and dog.  The dog looked up and saw us coming at him and took off.  We kept walking, looking constantly all around us for anyone else.  Jan was the first one to reach the man.  He looked down at him and then stuck the barrel of his machine gun in the man's side, poking him.  No response.

 

"He's dead, Willy; I can't even see him breathing."

 

"Roll him over, please; let's see who we're dealing with."

 

Jan rolled the body over and we all looked down at his face.  We all showed signs of recognition, but just couldn't quite place him.  Peter looked over at me.

 

"I know we've seen him before; but I can't remember where."

 

"I have, too, but damned if I know."

 

Jan squatted down and took a closer look.  He saw the man's mouth; the tell-tale white foam at the corner of his lips.  He looked up at me.

 

"He did take cyanide.  The fucker's been dead all night."

 

"Yeah, but who is he; do you recognize him?"

 

"He looks kind of like that man that picked us up from the train; the one that took us out to the house."

 

I slap my hand on my forehead.  "That's him!  The telegrapher!  Now I remember the face.  What the fuck is he doing out here; dead?"

 

"Maybe he was involved in all of this.  Or maybe his wife threw him out and he couldn't take the rejection.  We'll never know.  Do we just let the dog have him for lunch?"

 

"No.  We need to tell someone in town; the undertaker.  The man was a citizen of that village; we can't just let the dog eat him."

 

"Haidenger was too; and we roasted him and buried him in Poland."

 

"Nobody will ever miss Haidenger; unless they have a plumbing issue.  I wonder if Gregor knows anything about plumbing…?"

 

"We're standing next to a corpse and you're wondering about plumbing?"  He laughed.

 

I smirked.  "I was just making the connection.  Be nice, before Wolfy's not the only one laying some pipe."

 

They all laughed.  I looked around me in a 360 degree circle while Jan was standing back up.  I finished with my gaze on Peter.

 

"Can we go home, now?"

 

He grins.  "Yeah, let's go home; I'm tired.  What do we do about him?"  He points down to the dead guy.

 

"Let the fucking dog have him; I'm too tired to care."  Jan looked at me and grinned.

 

"Should we at least investigate him?  Find out if maybe Jan's right; he was just thrown out of the house or something, and took his own life?"

 

"We will; just not right now.  He's not going anywhere; he won't mind if we sleep first."

 

Peter smirked.  "Do you want to search him before we let the dog have him?"

 

I grinned at him.  "Make yourself happy, Corporal."

 

"Yeah, you're going to be eating those words if I find a map with a bunch of names on it."

 

I laughed.  "I'll give you another field promotion if you do; you'll be a Sergeant again and can order Wolfy around."

 

Wolfy smirked and looked at Peter.  "Yeah, Corporal, get to work; that's an order!"  He laughed.

 

Peter looked at him.  "Just remember to bring the grease, Wolfy; you'll need it."

 

Wolfy smiled at him.  "I'm sure I can handle 3 or 4 cm without much grease."

 

"I want you to hold that thought in your head."  He gave Wolfy an evil grin.

 

"Yeah, OK; maybe 6 cm; I think I can handle it."

 

Peter grinned at him.  "Let's just say I could embarrass the hell out of our friend Jan, here.  You might want to re-think it."

 

Wolfy's mouth dropped open and Jan and I started laughing.  Peter squatted down and went through the man's pockets, a huge grin on his face.  I walked up to Wolfy and brought my fingers up to his jaw and lifted up.  Jan laughed and walked away.

 

"Didn't he tell you once not to bring a knife to a gun fight?"  I smirked.

 

"Shut up."

 

"Come on, bärchen, let's go home."

 

Peter stood up, not having found a thing on the dearly departed.  We started walking back the way we came, catching up with Jan.  We made it back to our campsite and gathered up our crap; taking it down to the car.  We were about 5 km from the farm when Wolfy finally spoke again.  He looked up at Peter in the front seat.

 

"How do we know you're not just saying that; to win again?"

 

Peter turned around, grinning.  "I'm not going to whip my dick out and show you; you'll just have to take my word for it."

 

"OK.  Next time you're taking a bath, I'll be waiting in the hall."

 

Jan started laughing.  "You're even more of a pervert than I thought!"

 

"Shut up; this isn't about you."

 

"I'd say blow me, but you would; so I won't."

 

We were pulling up in the back yard, Peter and Wolfy laughing.  I looked out the windshield and noticed that it seemed really quiet around there for 0730 in the morning.  I stopped the car and got out, heading straight for the back door.  Peter stopped on the porch to have a smoke; the other two bringing up the rear.  When I got inside I heard light snoring coming from the front room.  When I got in there I saw poor Erich, asleep on the couch, covered up with a blanket.  Ah, poor boy got stuck here all night.  I walked over to the couch and sat down on the end of it and begin rubbing his legs lightly.  He stirred a little but didn't wake up.  I continued rubbing his legs and he finally opened his eyes.  He looked so sleepy and so cute.  I smiled at him.

 

"Good morning…  Did you sleep well?"

 

He gave me a shy smile.  "OK…  When you did get home?"

 

"Just now.  When did you go to sleep?"

 

"About 11:30; after Hage and Gregor went to bed.  What time is it?"

 

"It's 7:30.  Why didn't you just sleep up in our room?"

 

"I just fell asleep on the sofa.  Did you bring Peter home?"

 

I smiled at him.  "I did.  I think he's out back having a smoke, if you want to go see him."

 

He grinned.  "Can I?"

 

"Of course!  Go.  I'll visit with you later, OK?"

 

"Thanks, Willy.  Oh!  Good morning to you, too!"  He smiled at me.

 

I chuckled.  "It's nice coming home to you.  Now go see Peter."

 

He brought himself up and turned so his feet hit the floor.  He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek then ran off for the back door.  I looked up to find Jan standing there, grinning at me.

 

"You do have a way with men, don't you?"

 

I laughed.  "Hey, what can I say; they just love me."

 

"Holy Shit!!  What the fuck is that!?" 

 

Jan and I jumped, hearing Wolfy yelling from his old room.  I had a feeling I knew exactly what it was.  Jan took off for the room with me right on his heels.  I was dreading walking in there.  Jan beat me to the door.

 

"Oh, Christ!!  What the fuck?  Am I the only one here that likes pussy!?  Hage?  What the fuck are you doing?"

 

I walked in behind Jan, looking at Hage's bed.  Hage and Gregor were lying there, stark naked, in shock, looking back at all of us.  Poor Hage was crimson; Gregor just a few shades lighter.

 

"Come on, let's get out of here; this isn't our business."  I motioned for Wolfy to come with me.  He was looking back and forth between Jan and me; and Gregor.  I tapped Jan on the shoulder.

 

"Come on, Jan; let's get out of here and let them get dressed.  Please."

 

He turned to me.  "What the fuck, Willy?  Is everyone here but me a cock hound?"

 

"I'm starting to think so, Jan.  Let's just let them get dressed, OK?"

 

He shook his head and walked back out of the room.  I looked at Wolfy.

 

"Wolfy, come on; let them get dressed.  You didn't like it when I barged in on you."

 

He turned back to Hage.  "Why him?"

 

Hage just looked at him, not knowing what to say.  I walked in further and grabbed Wolfy's shoulder.

 

"Come on, Wolfy; let them get dressed.  You can talk to Hage later.  Please."

 

He looked at Hage again and shook his head and then turned and walked out.  I looked down at Hage and Gregor.

 

"We'll get past this; don't worry about it.  They're just shocked right now.  Get dressed and come on out.  You know you won't get around them; you may as well get this over with."

 

Hage looked at me nervously.  "I'm not ready to face them right now.  Is Peter back?"

 

"He is.  He's out back having a smoke.  He doesn't know yet.  Well, he didn't 10 seconds ago."

 

"Oh, fuck…  OK, Willy, we'll be out in a minute.  Thanks."

 

"Welcome.  You will survive this; just hold your head up high.  I'll be right there with you, Alex."

 

He gave me a small smile.  "Thank you, Willy.  We'll be out."

 

I smiled at him and Gregor, and left the room, closing the door behind me.  I got back out to the front room and it was empty.  I walked back towards the back door, finding everyone out back smoking.  Erich looked a little nervous, watching Jan and Wolfy pacing around.  I walked out and went up to Peter.

 

"You've heard?"

 

"Yeah."

 

"I'm sorry, Peter.  You need to talk to Alex, though.  He'll be out in a minute; maybe you should intercept him before he gets out here?"

 

"OK.  I'm not jealous or anything, Willy; just surprised.  More about him being with Gregor, I guess."

 

"I understand, but he's feeling like shit right now; and he's afraid he's hurt you.  Talk to him, please."

 

"I will."  He turned and went back inside.  I walked over to Erich, turned him around and put my arms over his shoulders.

 

"Do you really want to be out here for this?"

 

"Are they going to yell at Hage?"

 

"Probably."

 

"They shouldn't do that; he can't help who he loves."

 

"They're just shocked right now.  It took them by surprise and they don't know what to think about it."

 

"Well they still shouldn't yell at Hage; it's not fair."

 

"No, it's not.  You can stay if you want, but be prepared, OK?"

 

"OK…."

 

"I told Alex I'd stand with him when he comes out; be his shoulder for him, OK?"

 

He turned in my arms, smiling at me.  "That's why I love you; you're a great friend."

 

I smiled at him.  "I try to be.  Hage's as important to me as the rest of you.  And I love you, too."

 

He smiled at me bigger, then broke loose and walked over to Wolfy.  I didn't know what he was saying to him, but at least Wolfy was giving him his attention.  I weent back in the kitchen to wait for Hage and Gregor.  I'd been there about 3 minutes when he and Gregor walk in, looking like they werere walking to the gallows.

 

"I won't lie; it's not going to be easy, but you'll be OK.  Remember, keep your heads held high; you have nothing to be ashamed of.  Before you go out there though, I have one question.  Did you have a good night?"  I smiled at them.

 

Hage blushed and smiled at me.  "Yeah.  It was great!"

 

"Good.  I'm happy for you both.  You've seen Peter?"

 

"Yes.  He's OK.  Just surprised he said."

 

"He was.  I think that's what's going on with the other two; more surprise than anything.  You ready?"

 

They both nodded their heads.  I realized that Gregor hasn't said a word.  I didn't know that was possible.  I looked at him.

 

"Gregor, are you OK; you're being unusually quiet?"

 

"No, I'm not.  I'm scared.  This is worse than being arrested by you."

 

"You'll be OK.  I won't let them hurt you.  Just be prepared for more of 'why him'.  They're just shocked, is all.  Well, Jan about 2 things; Wolfy only one – you.  You'll be fine.  Let's get this over with."

 

I turned and walked out the back door, my two doomed men right behind me, then taking either side of me when we stopped on the porch.  I looked out at Jan, Erich and Wolfy.  They all turned to look at us.  Wolfy walked over to us, stopping at the edge of the porch, staying on the ground, looking up at us.

 

"Just one question.  Why him?"

 

Hage stepped forward.  "He's not what we made him out to be, Wolfy.  We never gave him a fair chance.  He's actually a really nice person; once you get him to be himself."

 

"I've seen him be himself.  He's a dickhead."

 

"No.  He's not a dickhead.  He's a dickhead to Willy, but that's just them; that's the way they talk to each other."

 

"I don't get it, Hage.  Of all the people you could end up with; you pick him.  He's not even one of us, Hage; he's a fuckin' outsider."

 

"No, he's not one of us; but he's not an outsider, Wolfy; we are.  He lives here; we're just here on assignment.  Would you say that if it was Gertrud?"

 

He had him by the short hairs.  He was thinking about his answer.  "That's different; she was never a suspect."

 

"Erich was, and we all love him."

 

Wolfy shook his head.  "That's different; you're not fucking him.  He's our friend.  I just don't get it Hage; he's not good enough for you."

 

Hage sighed in frustration.  "You're my best friend, Wolfy; but you still don't have the right to choose who I'm with.  I'm sorry.  But I like him, and I'm going to keep seeing him."

 

"I don't want you getting hurt; he will hurt you, Hage."

 

"No, he won't.  He's not who we thought he was.  He's actually really sweet and good hearted; he's not what you say he is."

 

Wolfy groaned and kicked the edge of the porch.  "I don't like him, and I don't want him near you."

 

"He's not going to hurt me.  I'm a big boy, Wolfy; I can take care of myself."

 

"So you're going to choose him over us; over me?"

 

Hage looks at him, shocked; shaking his head.  "You would really do that to me; make me choose?  You're my best friend, and you're going to make me choose between you and him?"  He looked at Wolfy, about to cry, just shaking his head.  "I would choose you, but we'll never be the same; never again."

 

Wolfy looked down at the ground and shoved his hands in his pockets.  I walked up behind Hage and took his shoulders, giving them a gentle squeeze.  He turned around and I saw the tears in his eyes.  He looked at me for a second and then walked to Gregor.

 

"I'm sorry.  I'm sorry I hurt you, Gregor.  I never meant to, but I guess I know what's expected of me now.  I owe him my life; I can't turn my back on him."

 

"I understand, Alex.  Don't be sorry.  Don't be sad.  Hey, I was blessed to just get one day with you.  I will remember you the rest of my life.  You are so beautiful… "

 

Hage reached up and touched his face, wiping the tear away.  Gregor smiled at him and then turned and walked off the edge of the porch and started walking home.  Hage turned to me, looking as sad as I've ever seen a man look.  I walked over to him and took his shoulder and walked him back into the house, leading him to his bedroom.  When we got in his room I closed the door behind me and took him in my arms, just holding him.  He sobbed once but pulled himself together and just held tight.

 

Jan walked up to Wolfy.  "You're a fucking dick!  I'm not exactly thrilled at the fact that I'm surrounded by fags, but at least I would never make my best friend choose!"  He turned around and stomped off, heading towards the barn.  Wolfy heard the door slam shut and winces.

 

Erich walks up to Wolfy next.  "Are you OK, Wolfy?"

 

"No…."

 

"I'm sorry.  Hage's just upset; he doesn't hate you."

 

"Yeah, he does, Erich.  I've destroyed our friendship."  He was still looking down at the ground, slowly shaking his head.

 

"Like Willy said about you and him; if the love is real then you can get mad and still be best friends."

 

Wolfy sighed.  "I don't think that's going to work this time.  I've hurt him."

 

"Then maybe you should fix it.  Isn't he worth that?  Isn't he worth fixing this for?"

 

"I can't fix this one, Erich.  It's too late…."

 

"You have a car; I'm sure you could catch Gregor."

 

"What would I do with Gregor?"

 

"Bring him back; what else?  You need to bring him back to Alex; it's the only way to fix this."

 

Wolfy finally looked up, staring at Erich.  "What if I don't want him back in Alex's life?"

 

Erich shook his head.  "I'm starting to wonder if Jan was right.  You would really do that to Alex?  Make him choose; just because you and Gregor don't get along?  What's so bad about him?  I like him; I think he's funny.  He's nice to me.  I mean, I killed his father and he's still nice to me."

 

Erich's comment hit Wolfy right between the eyes.  He just stared at Erich.  "You really like him, huh?"

 

"Yeah.  He's nice once you get him away from Willy.  I don't know why they talk to each other that way, but he's not like that at all once Willy's not here.  He's a nice guy, Wolfy.  You can't make your best friend choose something like this!  It's not fair!!"

 

Erich turns and stomps onto the porch and went in the house, slamming the door behind him.  Wolfy winced again, looking after him.  He turns around in a 360 degree circle, discovering he was completely alone in the yard.  He slumped his shoulders and sighed.  He lowered his head again and kicked at the porch a couple of times, just kind of running his boot into it.  He'd been standing there a minute or so.

 

"Like I told your other half; your psyche will survive being chewed out by subordinates."

 

"Yeah, well; I'm starting to know how he felt.  They all hate me now, Peter."

 

"They don't hate you, Wolfy; they're just shocked and disappointed."

 

"What about you; you disappointed in me too?"

 

"Honestly?  Yes.  I never would have believed you would make Alex do that."

 

"But why him Peter; why does Alex want him?  He's cute and sexy as hell, he could have anyone; why him?"

 

"He sees something in him that you don't.  From the sounds of it, you're the only one left who doesn't see it."

 

Wolfy jerked his head up, looking at Peter.  You, too?  You like that big mouth?"

 

"You weren't listening to Erich.  I spent two hours with him yesterday.  He's everything Alex and Erich say he is.  It's just something between him and Willy.  I guess I'd be a dickhead to the guy that crushed my balls, too."

 

"He's just so fucking arrogant.  He's always running off at the mouth."

 

"You're as good as married to Captain Arrogance; I would think you'd forgive that in others.  And he's only that way when he's around Willy.  Give him a chance, Wolfy.  Erich is right; it's the only way you're going to save your friendship with Alex.  And even if Gregor is everything you think he is; isn't Alex worth that much to you?"

 

"Second only to Willy."

 

"Then I guess you know what you need to do.  It's really very sad when the smartest guy in the place is the 14 year old."

 

"He's wise beyond his years.  He sees things without all the crap attached to them."

 

"Wasn't it great when we did the same thing?  Life was a lot less complicated; decisions were black and white."

 

Wolfy looks at Peter and grinned.  "Yeah.  To play or not to play; that was the question."

 

Peter laughed.  "My God… the man knows Shakespeare!"

 

Wolfy smiles.  "Not personally; just a few of his better lines."  He sighed again.  "I have to go get that fucker, don't I?"

 

"Only if you want your best friend back.  One of those black and white decisions, Wolfy."

 

"Fuck…."

 

He turned around and walked to the car, got in and started it up.  As he got turned around Peter walked up to the driver's side window.

 

"He's as sad as Alex right now, so he's not walking very fast.  You shouldn't have much trouble catching him.  He's walking in a southwesterly direction; cross-country."

 

Wolfy stares at him, shaking his head.  "Fuck…. You do know everything around here."

 

Peter just smiled at him and slapped the roof of the car.  Wolfy revved the motor and let the clutch out, the tires digging into the dirt, and he was around the end of the house in a second.  It only took him about 5 or 6 minutes to catch up with Gregor.  Gregor turned around at the sound of the car and stopped.  When he saw who was driving, he got nervous and wondered if he should start running.  No way to out-run a car so he just stood there, looking at Wolfy.  Wolfy stopped the car and killed the engine.  He looked at him.  Gregor spoke first.

 

"If you're here to kill me, just shoot me and get it over with.  I'm tired of having my balls crushed."

 

"I've had four people tell me in the last five minutes that you're not who I think you are; and you go running your mouth."

 

"Well what I am supposed to think?  You hate me.  You're SS.  You have a gun.  Do the math."

 

"OK, I'll give you that one.  I'm not here to kill you, though."

 

"So why are you here?  I didn't hurt Alex.  I could never hurt Alex; in any way."

 

"I guess I know that.  Well, for several reasons; he could kill you in less than 3 seconds.  But besides that, I heard what you said to him on the porch.  Everyone's been telling me that you're only a dickhead around Willy, and I guess I saw that when you were telling Alex not to be sad."  He groaned.  "I can't lose my best-friend; and you're the only way to get him back."

 

"You didn't lose him; he chose you."

 

Wolfy sighs.  "Yeah, the same way you started talking when Willy was crushing your balls."

 

"So what're you saying; you're OK with me and Alex, now?"

 

"I'm saying I love him more than I hate you.  He wants you.  I want him to be happy.  And I don't want him hating me; I can't live with that.  I've gutted the man who's been my best-friend for 3 years; I can't do that."

 

Gregor looked at him a moment; considering.  "I'm not trying to be cocky, or a dickhead.  I've always been afraid of you; and I always saw you as an accomplice to what Willy did to me.  My expectations of you were never high; but what I saw today made me really hate you.  You hurt him.  I couldn't believe you were doing that to him.  I couldn't believe the look on his face.  You took that sweet, kind beautiful man and ripped him apart.  And if you ever tell me; threaten me, to never hurt him; I will remind you of that."

 

Wolfy dropped his head down, the tears starting to flow.  He looked up at Gregor, after a minute, his face wet.

 

"I'm sorry.  I'm sorry I did that to you, and I'm forever sorry I did that to Alex.  I will spend the rest of my life pleading with him to forgive me."  He sighed again.  "Will you come back with me?"

 

"Not for you.  For Alex.  I've already fallen in love with him; and I don't want to be without him.  You've known him for 3 years, but you still don't know just how beautiful he is.  I don't mean physically; though he's the most beautiful man I've ever seen, but his soul; his spirit.  You don't deserve him as a best friend, but he loves you.  So yes, I'll go back with you."

 

Wolfy closed his eyes, trying to make the hurt go away.  He'd killed 12 men, but nothing had hurt like this; nothing has punched him so hard in the gut.  He opened his eyes after a moment and looks at Gregor.

 

"OK.  Chances are, you and I will never be friends; but do know that you have my respect.  Get in the car.  Please."

 

Gregor got in the passenger seat and Wolfy started the car and turned it around, driving back to the farm.  They pulled up out back and Wolfy shut the car off and just sat there.  Gregor looks over at him.

 

"Are you going to go in and apologize to him?"

 

"You go in first.  He wants to see you; not me."

 

"Well, you need to see him.  My presence here means nothing if you don't tell him you're sorry and ask his forgiveness."

 

Wolfy sighed.  "OK.  We go in together."

 

They both got out of the car and walked into the house; Wolfy slowing as they near his old room.  He didn't want to see that look on his friend's face, ever again.  Wolfy knocked on the door and steps back a step.  I heard the knock and responded.

 

"Not now."

 

"Willy, it's me; I need to see Alex."

 

"It's probably not the best time, Wolfy; can't it wait?"

 

"No.  Please.  Please, Alex; I need to talk to you."

 

Hage looked at me and nodded yes.  "OK.  Come in."

 

Hage and I were sitting on the bed, my arm around his shoulder; his face still wet, and still so sad.  I looked up when the door opened and saw Wolfy come in, with Gregor behind him.  Hage didn't look up.  Gregor walked around Wolfy and came over to us, dropping on his knees in front of Hage and looking at him.

 

"Alex?  Please don't cry.  I'm here; he came and got me.  You look so sad...  I'm sorry.  Please don't be sad anymore."

 

Hage looked at him, blinking his eyes to get the tears away.  "He brought you here?"

 

Gregor reached up and wiped Hage's eyes with his thumbs.  "He did.  He brought me to you."

 

Hage looked up at Wolfy.  "Why?  I thought you said you didn't want me with him?"

 

Wolfy looked down at the floor and back up, into Hage's eyes.  "I had no right to say that.  I'm sorry, Hage.  I'm truly, truly sorry.  I should never have made you choose.  Please forgive me.  Please, I'm begging."

 

"I thought you said you didn't like him; that he wasn't good enough for me?"

 

"I love you more than I dislike him.  I'm sorry I hurt you, Alex.  I don't know if you can ever forgive me; but I really hope you can.  I can't lose you.  Losing you would be as bad as losing Willy; I can't do that.  I will do whatever you want to make up for what I said."

 

Hage glared at Wolfy.  "Did you threaten him before you brought him back?  Tell him you'd kill him?"

 

"No.  I didn't.  I swear.  He threatened me actually, for hurting you.  He was right.  I've been told by four people that I'm no longer worthy of being your friend; and they're all right.  I've never been worthy of being your friend, Alex.  Like Gregor told you; we're just blessed to have each day with you.  He told me that you have a beautiful soul and spirit and that even after 3 years I didn't see it.  I do see it; I just didn't appreciate it.  I didn't appreciate how much you mean to me."

 

Hage looked down at Gregor.  "You really said those things?"

 

"I did.  I told you yesterday, Alex; you're something very special.  I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you.  I know it's crazy, but I've already fallen in love with you.  I don't want to be without you.  And like him; I'm not worthy of you, but I will always try my best to be whatever you want me to be."

 

"I want you to be you; nothing else.  I want everyone else around here to see everything I see in you.  No more shows.  No more bravado.  No more cocky attitude.  That's not the man I fell in love with, too.  Just be yourself."

 

Gregor smiled from ear to ear.  "You love me?"

 

Alex grinned at him.  "I've never been in love before Gregor, but if the feelings I have in my stomach are love, then yes, I love you."

 

"Oh, man…  I will spend my life trying to be worthy of your love."  He smile and Hage returned it.

 

"Just spend your life being at my side, we'll call it even."

 

"For you?"  He winks at him.  "Fuck, yes!!"

 

Wolfy looked at them and turned around, walking out of the room.  I got up and followed him out.  We stopped when we reached the front room; Wolfy looked out of the front window, his hands shoved back in his pockets.  I walked up behind him and put my arms around him, resting my chin on his shoulder.

 

"Just give him some time; he'll come around.  He'll forgive you."

 

"I don't know...  I never thought I'd see a look like that on his face; and I would've never believed I'd be the one to put it there."

 

"He still loves you; he's just hurt right now.  He's hurt that you didn't trust him; trust his judgment.  Like the rest of us, he's kind of shocked that you would make him choose."

 

Wolfy turned around in my arms and looked in my eyes.  "So you're in agreement with everyone else around here; you hate me, too?"

 

I grabbed his face in my hands.  "No!  Bärchen, I could never hate you!  People say things when they're angry; that doesn't mean you stop loving them.  I don't agree with what you said; or that you even said it, but I certainly don't hate you.  And for your information, nobody else here hates you either.  They're angry and disappointed and shocked; nothing more."

 

"Hage does."

 

I shook my head at him.  "No, he doesn't.  He doesn't hate you at all.  He's just hurting right now, Wolfy; you have to give him some time."

 

"He won't even talk to me."

 

I shook my head again.  "If someone just told you they were in love with you; would you want to deal with someone that hurt you, right now?"  At this moment Gregor is more important to him.  He'll talk to you when he's ready."

 

"I still don't understand that; how the fuck did it happen?  I had no idea they were even seeing, or even talking to each other."

 

I smiled at him.  "In a small way you have only yourself to blame for that."  He looks at me incredulously.  "I'm serious."

 

"How the hell could I have anything to do with it?"

 

"When you told me you loved me last night, in front of Gregor; the ride home was full of questions from him.  One of those questions was directed at Hage.  He asked him if he were queer too and he hesitated.  Gregor jumped on it, and it went from there.  How they ended up falling for each other is anyone's guess; but that's how it started."

 

Wolfy just stared at me, shaking his head.  "So Gregor just asked him if he were queer; then they fall in love?  That's fuckin' ridiculous!  Nobody goes from a conversation in a car to being in love in a matter of minutes!"

 

"Guess where they were last night while I was with you, Peter and Jan?"

 

He shook his head.  "Here.  How could you leave them here together?"

 

I shook my head at him.  "Don't go there with me.  This isn't my doing.  It's not yours either; it just happened.  I witnessed the whole damn thing, and I still don't believe it.  But if you'd seen the two of them together last night before I left to come back to you and Peter, you'd swear you were looking at you and me."

 

"It's just crazy, Willy.  The whole thing doesn't make any sense."

 

"It doesn't matter Wolfy.  That's not the issue any longer.  Right now your only concern should be how to get Hage back."

 

He looked down at the floor again.  After about 30 seconds of him staring at the floor I pulled his chin up with my finger.

 

"Give him some time.  You apologized and asked him to forgive you; you did what you could for now.  Just give him some time to get over being hurt; he'll come and talk to you."

 

"Everybody else here says I was wrong to say that; do you?"

 

"You don't?"

 

"That wasn't my question."

 

"Yes.  I do think it was wrong.  You never ask your best friend to choose between you and a boyfriend/girlfriend.  What if Hage had said that to you when you and I started?  Hell, you and Hage were already doing things together; what if he'd made you choose?"

 

"He would never do that."  Realizing what he'd just said, he hung his head down again.

 

I knew he was hurting and I knew he needed to get this fixed.  I grabbed his head in my hands and kissed his forehead.

 

"I love you with all my heart.  You and I are the same as we were an hour ago.  You need to work on Hage.  I'll let you work it out."

 

I kissed his forehead again and turned and walked out of the room.  I didn't want him to feel alone in the world, but he needed to figure out what he was going to do.  Right then, the only thing he could do was wait for Hage to talk to him.  I went out to the kitchen and grabbed a beer and took it outside with me; standing on the back porch and looking out towards the barn.  After my third sip, Peter walked in from the other direction and stepped up to the porch and stood beside me.

 

"I saw Wolfy come back with Gregor.  Are he and Hage OK?"

 

"I don't know.  Hage's not really speaking to him right now.  But then Gregor just told him he was in love with him, so maybe that's what he's thinking about right now."

 

Peter grinned.  "Gregor doesn't waste much time.  It's not that I don't see how he can be; Hage's a pretty remarkable man."

 

"He is that, though the newest adjective for him seems to be 'beautiful'."

 

"Well, he's that, too."

 

I turn to Peter.  "Were you falling for him?"

 

He grinned at me.  "If I had let myself I could have.  If I were not more interested in women than I am men, I could have easily."

 

I smiled.  "I can see it, too.  He's really a sweet, kind remarkable young man.  It kind of makes you wonder how and why he chose this service to be in; he doesn't fit the profile at all."

 

"Do you and I fit the profile?"

 

I grinned.  "Not really, I guess.  I chose it because I wanted to serve my country, but I wanted to do it as a cop.  The SS is the only one that allowed me to do both."

 

Peter smiles.  "Pretty much the same story here; I wanted to serve but still be allowed to follow my first interest."

 

"I've always assumed that the three of them were just more programmed for the whole thing; having been in the Youth.  They're not what I expected."

 

"I don't know if they are or not.  Your command style allows them to be who they really are.  They don't have to always be the tough SS storm-troopers they were trained to be; they get to be the boys they are."

 

"I sometimes wonder if I did the right thing; allowing everything to become so relaxed around here.  I love the boys they are, but it's not who they're supposed to be right now.  What happens to them when they go to a new assignment?"

 

"They adapt; just like they did here.  The training is still there; the killer instinct is intact.  You're giving them more time to grow up before they have to fulfill their destinies."

 

"Am I making them soft in the process?"

 

"A little; maybe.  Right now they get to be the young men they're meant to be.  They get to be how they would if they were in university; they get to be young a little while longer.  They're still trained killers though, Willy; you can't remove that part."

 

"I still have a hard time picturing Hage as a cold-blooded killer, though.  It's not in his character; Jan and Wolfy, sure; but not Alex.  I've never really had a real, close, in-depth talk with him.  Maybe I'm just seeing what he presents to the world."

 

"I think what you see is what you get with Alex.  I've spent a lot of time with him; and he's the sweet, kind, good-hearted man you see.  I've never asked him why he chose the SS, but I always assumed it was just because this is where most of the Youth go; it's expected.  He has been in combat; he has killed.  He's just not what we picture, I guess."

 

"He's really hurting right now; Wolfy cut him deeply, and I just hope he can repair the damage."

 

"Like you said, he has other things on his mind right now; they'll work it out.  No more mother-hen, remember?"

 

I grinned.  "I do.  That's why I left Wolfy in there by himself to work it out; this isn't my affair."

 

"I think after Hage forgives him, the rest of us need to as well.  He's really feeling everyone's wrath right now.  He says he knows how you felt when he and Jan let you have it.  I guess even Erich let him have it."

 

"Where are Jan and Erich; I haven't seen them since I took Hage in the house?"

 

Peter smiled.  "Coming to the source of all information?  Jan is in the barn, and Erich is up in your room; reading your officer's manual."

 

"I wonder how Jan's doing with all of this.  He's the most confused and disgusted by the whole issue; and now he finds out his friend Hage is the same way.  He must think we converted him or something."

 

"He was very upset about it at first; now he's just mad at Wolfy for not giving Hage's new boyfriend much thought."

 

"I think I'll go talk to him."

 

"OK.  I'll go check on Erich again; see if he's figured out how to supersede you yet as commander."  He chuckled.

 

"I think he already has it figured out.  Maybe letting him read my officer's manual wasn't a good idea after all?"

 

Peter laughed.  "He only needed it to fine-tune his skills."

 

I smiled at Peter and stepped off the porch, walking towards the barn.  I got there and stepped inside, looking around for Jan.  He was standing in the area where we found the car the first day we were here.  He was leaning back against a pole, having a cigarette.  I walked in about 5 meters and stopped.

 

"Do you mind if I come in?"

 

"No, of course not; come on in."

 

I walked over to him and stopped about a meter in front of him.  I hold up my beer, offering it to him.

 

"No thanks, Willy; you drink it."

 

"Are you OK?"

 

He thought about it a moment.  "I'm not sure…  I'm starting to wonder if I'm the one who's different; not the 3 of you."

 

"Well, depending on your perspective, you might be.  You're feeling kind of out-numbered right now.  You're the so-called normal one though; I wouldn't worry too much about it."

 

"I just never would've guessed Hage.  But then I never would've guessed you and Wolfy, either.  What is it with you?"

 

"It's just the way we were born.  It's not like we woke up one day and decided we'd be outcasts and start sucking cock."

 

He smirked.  "Yeah, I guess nobody would just start doing that, would they?"

 

"No.  It's just in our make-up I guess; something that got put together a little differently while we were in mother's stomach."

 

"So you've known since you were a little kid?"

 

"Not really.  I first started to realize it when I was about 12.  It's different for different men.  I met one who said he knew when he was 5.  I never really believed him, but that doesn't make it a lie.  It just seemed a little young to really know, or even care if you liked boys or girls."

 

"Yeah, I really didn't care until I was about 13.  I started to really notice girls then; how good they smelled, and how they somehow made my dick hard when I was close to one.  I just assumed that all boys were the same.  Everyone always talked bad about fags; that they were against God's will and disgusting.  That they were nothing more than someone to make fun of and joke about."

 

"And now that you know three of them?"

 

"I know three men who are my friends; who just happen to be queer.  I've accepted that people are different, Willy; it's just a shock when you find out about one of your friends."

 

"I know it is.  You have to remember, Hage's still coming to terms with this himself; much like Wolfy is.  This is almost as new for them as it is for you.  As queers we spend an inordinate amount of time hiding this from ourselves and others; not to be hurt by the jokes and the boys who make fun of us.  We hide ourselves for fear of being beaten and killed.  We hide from ourselves because we don't want to accept this part of us.  It takes a long time to come to terms with this, Jan; not just for our 'normal' friends and family, but for ourselves."

 

"Why not just start fucking women and not worry about it?"

 

I smiled at him.  "If only it were that easy.  I tried Jan; I really did.  I fought tooth and nail not to be this way.  It just didn't work.  It would be like asking you to start sucking cock and getting fucked; it just isn't who you are.  Being with women just isn't who I am."

 

"I guess I can understand that.  I could never see myself with a man; just like you can't see yourself with a woman.  It's just not natural for either of us; it's not who we are."

 

I smiled.  "Exactly.  I have been with women, Jan; several of them.  They didn't do it for me though; it felt wrong."

 

"So you were able to get hard and fuck them, but you just didn't feel like you were supposed to be?"

 

"That's it.  It didn't seem like it was what I was meant to be doing.  Every man's dick has a mind of its own; it will respond to stimulus, no matter what that stimulus is.  But if you're heart isn't in it then it's just getting off."

 

Jan smiled.  "There's a lot to be said for getting off.  I do understand what you're saying though.  I mean, yeah, if I could shut my mind off you could probably get me off; my dick would enjoy it, but my head wouldn't."

 

"Pretty much.  It's like men in prison.  After 5 or 6 years without a woman they just start using each other for their needs.  But as soon as they're free again they go back to women.  Their dick enjoys a warm mouth or a tight ass while they're locked up; but their head's not really in the game."

 

"I guess that's a good way of explaining it.  I was just shocked about Hage.  Not as shocked and pissed off as I was about Wolfy, but still shocked."

 

"Wolfy fucked up.  He can do no more than ask for Hage's forgiveness and hope he can repair the damage.  He's taken two steps so far; the rest is up to Hage."

 

"What did he do?"

 

"He went and got Gregor and brought him back, and he apologized and begged for Hage's forgiveness."

 

"Hage hasn't forgiven him yet?"

 

"No.  He has other things on his mind right now.  Gregor has his full attention at the moment.  And Hage's hurt, so he's going to let Wolfy sweat it out awhile."

 

Jan smiled.  "Like you do before an interrogation."  He noddeds his head, grinning.  "Good; he deserves that much for what he said.  That was the most fucked-up thing I've ever heard come out of anyone's mouth."

 

"I admit, it wasn't his best moment; but he feels horrible about it.  I guess we all need to cut him some slack.  Peter thinks we should all forgive him after Hage does."

 

"I don't know, Willy.  I'm not sure I'm ready to forgive him.  How can anyone say that to their best friend?  If my best friend ever told me I had to choose between him and my girl I would kick him in the balls and tell him to get fucked.  You don't do that to friends."

 

"No, you don't, but he knows he fucked up and he's trying to make it right.  I asked him what he would've done if Hage made him choose between me and Hage.  He said Hage would never do that.  That brought him up short.  He's hurting, too, Jan; we have to give them both some time."

 

"I just can't believe he said it."

 

"People say things when they're angry; they don't necessarily mean them, it just comes out.  When you called me a bitch, did you mean it?"

 

"No!  I was mad; it just came out."  He stops and looks at me.  I grinned.  "Fuck…  OK, I get your point."

 

"Words are every bit as powerful as any weapon you carry; you have to always use them just as carefully.  Never flip that safety off unless you really mean to hurt someone."

 

"You're right…  I guess I need to tell Wolfy I'm sorry for going off on him.  He flipped the safety with Hage and I just did it with him.  You took psychology while you were in university, didn't you?"  He grinned at me.

 

"I had a couple of psychology classes, but no, that wasn't my major.  I majored in jurisprudence; I wanted to be a cop.  But to be a good cop you have to know how to read people; and that's nothing more than street psychology."

 

"What made you want to be a cop, Willy?"

 

"I loved mystery novels when I was a boy; the whole sleuth thing.  I got to the point where I could solve the mystery before I was done reading the book.  I had all the facts of the case, and short of some last-minute surprise, I was able to put it together and solve it.  It was great feeling of accomplishment for me, and I decided I'd like to do it for a profession."

 

"So why not just stay being a detective; why join the SS?"

 

"Like you, and everyone else, I wanted to serve my country.  I just wanted to be able to still be a detective; and the SS is the only one that I could do both in."  I thought of my conversation with Peter about Hage.  "Why did you join?"

 

"My grandfather told me I had to.  Well that, and being in the Hitler Youth, you're expected to join the SS when you reach the age."

 

"So if the war hadn't come along, what would you have done; go to university?"

 

"Yes.  I wanted to learn about stars and planets.  I think they call it astrophysics.  I love everything about space and stuff like that."

 

"But your grandfather made you join the SS.  It's too bad he couldn't wait until you graduated from university.  Being an astrophysicist is far more to aspire to than being a storm-trooper."

 

"No joking.  I never really wanted to do this; I just always did what my grandfather, and my father told me to do.  It's not that I'm not proud of being here, Willy; please don't get me wrong, but I would rather be in university."

 

"I'm not judging you, Jan.  I think you should have gone to university, too.  I think all three of you should have.  You should be at school chasing pretty girls and going on dates, and studying for exams; not this.  You're all too young to be worrying about life and death right now."

 

"Well, I've never been in combat, like Hage and Wolfy, but I'm not looking forward to it.  I see girls like Gertrud and think to myself; I should be able to date her and take her to dances and stuff like that.  Instead I'm sitting under trees looking for people who like to blow shit up."

 

I smile at him.  "I couldn't agree with you more, Jan."

 

While I'd been in the barn talking to Jan, Hage had come out of his bedroom and was talking to Wolfy in the front room.  He asked Gregor to wait for him in his room.  Wolfy was still standing next to the front windows; looking outside when Hage walked in.

 

"Wolfy…."  Wolfy spun around and looked at him nervously, his hands still shoved in his pockets.  "Oh, man…  I can't tell you how sorry I am for what I said."

 

"I know you are; but it still hurt like hell, Wolfy.  How could you say that to me?  I would never make you choose between me and Willy; what gives you the right?"

 

"I was angry…  I didn't understand what the hell Gregor was doing here; with you.  I… I just was shocked when I saw you in bed.  I was… I didn't want you with him.  I guess I was just hoping your feelings for me were stronger than your feelings for him.  I was fighting a battle and using whatever weapons I had available.  I'm so sorry."

 

"Like I told Gregor, I owe my life to you.  Did you really think I wouldn't choose you?  I just never imagined I'd be in that position; that you would ever do that to me.  We've been through hell together, Wolfy.  I thought you loved me enough to trust me."

 

"I do trust you; I trust you with my life.  I don't trust him, though.  I don't know what he's after; if he's just using you for something else.  I only know the side of him I've seen so far; and it isn't a good side.  He's…  I only see him when he's being an ass.  Why would I want someone like that for you?"

 

"Then trust my judgment, dammit!  I saw a side of Gregor that none of us has ever seen; and he's a really nice person.  He isn't after anything; well other than me.  But he isn't using me for anything.  He just wants to be with me; nothing more.  And I want to be with him.  I'm sorry he's not one of us, Wolfy; but he's someone I want to be with.  I need you to accept that; to accept him."

 

"I still don't understand how this happened.  I didn't even know you two knew each other.  How do you fall in love with someone on a ride in the car?"

 

Hage smiles.  "I don't know, Wolfy, but we did.  He just wouldn't take no for an answer and I felt flattered, I guess, that he was trying so desperately to get me to say yes.  After Willy went back to you guys, we spent the evening talking and joking around with Erich.  When Erich passed out on the couch we covered him up and went to my room.  We talked a little more and then he asked if he could kiss me.  I've never been asked that before, Wolfy.  He was so sweet about it; and looked so scared I'd say no.  I couldn't say no.  I kissed him and felt something incredible.  I just melted into him.  I didn't understand what was happening but I sure liked it.  My God, Wofly, he was shaking he was so nervous about it.  He treats me like I'm going to break and I'll disappear from him; do you know how that makes me feel?"

 

Wolfy looked at him, a small smile on his lips.  "I do actually.  Willy makes me feel the same way.  When we're alone together; especially kissing, it's like we're the only two people in the world.  And yes, I melt into him, too."

 

"Then don't try and take that away from me, please.  Do you have any idea what it feels like to be told at least 20 times in one night that you're cute and smart and sexy; that you're the most beautiful man he's ever seen?  To feel someone shake in your arms because they're terrified that it's all a dream and you won't be there when they open their eyes?  I've been with men and women, Wolfy; and nobody has ever made me feel the way he does.  Don't take that from me…."

 

Wolfy closed his eyes for a moment and then looked directly at Hage's eyes.

 

"I'm sorry.  I didn't know.  I won't say anything bad about him ever again.  It seems that Willy and I are the only ones he's like that around anyway.  Everyone else seems to really like him, so maybe I'm not seeing what you see.  I want you to be happy, Hage.  You're my best friend and your happiness is all that matters.  Please forgive me, Alex."

 

"Will you at least make the effort to get to know him; the real him?  I want to spend time with him, and that means he's going to be around here.  I want you to get to know the real him.  I don't ever expect you to become friends.  Hell, he's terrified of you; I don't see him being your friend anytime soon.  Will you at least make the effort to get to know him, though?"

 

"Yeah, I'll make the effort.  He has no reason to be terrified of me; I'm not going to hurt him.  But yeah, I'll get to know him; for you."

 

"Thank you.  I do forgive you, Wolfy; that's what friends do.  But promise me you'll never put me in a position like this again."

 

"I promise, Alex."  Wolfy smiled at him.  "You are cute and sexy, you know."

 

Hage smiled.  "Now, you tell me."

 

Wolfy smirked.  "I've been informed that I need to do that more often.  Willy's request last night just started making a lot more sense."

 

Hage grinned.  "What'd he ask you to do?"

 

"I think he'd been watching Gregor try to get you to say yes, and he told me he wants me to flatter him more; tell him I want him, not just to get in his pants."

 

Hage laughed.  "So, did you?"

 

Wolfy rolled his eyes.  "I tried, but I smirked and he told me I blew it."

 

Hage laughed again.  "Jeez, you fuckin' thug; haven't you ever had to flatter a girl before?"

 

"Well, yeah, but it's not the same; it feels weird having to tell Willy he's cute and sexy."

 

Hage laughs more.  "Well I guess you're going to have to pull it off if you ever want in his pants again."

 

"Arrrgggghhhh.  It's just weird; saying that to a man.  He is sexy as hell to me, it just seems strange saying it to try and woo him."

 

Hage lost it.  "Woo him?"  He laughed again.

 

Wolfy started laughing.  "Oh fuck…. That's what he said; that I had to woo him."  They both laughed.  "That's why I smirked; I couldn't get it out."

 

They were both laughing their asses off.  Hage finally pulled himself together enough to get one more in.

 

"If you ever want anything in again, you might want to try to get it out first."

 

"What again; we still haven't done it?"

 

Hage just looks at him.  "You're fucking joking.  How the hell do you share the same bed and not do it?"

 

"There's no time, Hage; when are we supposed to?"

 

"At night; like normal people do.  You just get into bed and pass out?"

 

"Yes.  We're both exhausted by the time we get to bed; who has time to fuck?"

 

"Oh man…  You need to take that boy out on a date and get laid."

 

Wolfy smirked.  "Take him out and woo him?"

 

Hage laughed.  "Hell, yes!"

 

"How the hell am I supposed to do that?  There's always someone here; and Peter has ears like a fuckin' dog.  He hears everything, man; I'm afraid to fart."

 

They both laughed again.

 

Hage looked at him, grinning.  "You have to find a way.  Just tell the rest of us to get lost for 3 or 4 minutes and do it."  He laughs.

 

"Hey, I think I can last longer than 3 or 4 minutes; maybe 6.  We still haven't even talked about who expects to fuck who."

 

"Are you willing to let him fuck you?"

 

"I don't know, man.  I've thought about it, but I'm still nervous as hell.  That shit has to hurt, doesn't it?"

 

"Why are you asking me?  I've only been the one fuckin', not getting my ass pounded."

 

"Oh, don't say it like that; it makes it scarier."

 

"So you're willing to pound his ass but not return the favor?"

 

"I didn't say that; I just don't want to think of it as pounding.  How are we going to pull this off?  I'm sick of waiting.  I'm horny dammit, and I want to try some ass!"

 

Hage busted up.  "You better start wooin'."  They both laughed again.

 

When they got calmed down, they just looked in each other's eyes; grinning.  Hage walks over and pulls Wolfy into a bear hug.

 

"You fuckin' thug….  I love you, man."

 

"I love you.  Next to Willy, you're the most important thing in my world.  I'm sorry I hurt you."

 

"We'll get past this; don't worry about it.  I forgive you, Dieter."

 

"Thank you."

 

They brokee the hug and stood back about 40 cm, still looking at each other, smiling.  Wolfy smirked.

 

"I don't suppose you could talk Gregor into teaching me how to woo?"  They both laughed.

 

"Nobody's that good, Wolfy.  Seriously, man; just tell him what he means to you.  Tell him you love feeling him next to you.  Tell him you constantly think about touching his body because he turns you on.  Walk up behind him some time; just by accident, and pull him close to you and start rubbing your hands around his chest or something.  Just let him know he's sexy to you."

 

Wolfy smiled.  "You're pretty good.  I can do that; that's easy.  OK.  Thanks.  Now I just have to figure out how to get all of you out of here so we can finally make this happen."

 

Hage looked at him, grinning.  "Do you want my help?"

 

"I would suck Gregor's dick to make this happen."

 

Hage laughed.  "Damn.  OK.  Here's what we're, mostly you, are going to do.  You're going to have a date; but since it's impractical to get all of us out of here at one time, it's going to be in the barn.  That's going to be your love nest for one night."

 

Wolfy smiles.  "I love it so far."

 

"You're going to do whatever it takes to get Erich to make a romantic dinner for two and have him set it up out in the barn.  We'll make a bed out of straw and blankets in that back corner.  We can make this the most romantic evening that man's ever had."

 

Wolfy stepped in and pulled Hage into a huge bear hug.

 

"You're a fucking genius!  I love you!"

 

"I love you, too.  Now get your ass to work on this date.  And whatever you do; don't smirk one time!  I'll kick your fucking ass if you do; I'm sick of hearing about you not getting any."

 

Wolfy pulled back from the hug, grinning.  "I promise!"  He grabbed Hage's head and kissed him.  "Thank you!"

 

Hage smiled at him.  "You're welcome.  I just want you to quit bitching about it."

 

"No.  For the kiss."

 

Hage blushed.  "You're welcome.  Now go find Erich; and do not offer him money.  He'll kick your fucking ass.  He will do anything for Willy; just tell him why you want him to do the dinner."

 

"Got it!  Anything else?"

 

"Just think romantic evenings.  Haven't you ever watched a movie with a romantic scene in it?"

 

"Yeah.  You're right.  OK.  Damn, you're good."  He kissed him again.

 

Hage blushes again.  "Our men are going to get jealous if you keep kissing me."

 

"Fuck 'em.  I loved you first."

 

"Me, too.  Now go!"

 

"Yes, Boss!"  They both giggle and Wolfy ran upstairs, looking for Erich.  Hage stood there a moment, shaking his head, smiling.

 

 

 

Saturday, 25 July 1942 – 1845 Hours.

 

 

 

It had been a busy day for my team.  We'd been investigating our discovery of Herr Kessler, the telegrapher.  All we'd been able to determine so far was that it definitely wasn't because his wife had kicked him out; he wasn't married.  After Hage and I spent 30 minutes with Herr Reinhard learning all we could about our dead telegrapher, we met up with Peter at the telegraph office.  Herr Reinhard had told us that he really didn't know very much about our dead man, other than he was not a native of the village.  He had moved there in 1938 from Berlin, he said.  He said he saw him once a week in the market to buy provisions, but other than that, he really didn't see much of him.  I would have to ask my people in Berlin how they came to use him as our contact; and what they knew of him.

 

We collected Peter and drove back to the farm; arriving a little after 1900 Hrs.  I hadn't seen much of Wolfy that day, but then he was out on patrol most of the morning.  Everything seemed to be back to normal.  Hage and Wolfy were talking again; even being friendlier with each other than normal.  I was glad to see it; I had been very worried about them.  When we walked in the house, Erich was in the kitchen fixing our dinner for us.  He said he was cooking a special dinner for Hage and Gregor, and Gregor was in the front room, waiting for Hage.  Hage went in to see him while I thanked Erich and went up to my room.  I needed a bath.  It had been pretty hot most of the day and I'd been sweating in my uniform.  Wolfy was waiting for me in our room when I returned, and broke into a smile when he saw me walk in wearing nothing but underwear.

 

"Hey sexy, did you enjoy your bath?"

 

I grinned at him.  "Yes.  I would've enjoyed it more if you'd been in there with me."

 

"We'll have to try that sometime; though I'm not sure Jan's ready to see us taking a bath together."

 

"We won't invite him."

 

He laughed.  "No.  I want you all to myself."

 

He stood up and walked over to me, bringing his hands up to my chest and rubbing his thumbs over my nipples.  He leaned in for a kiss, then moved his hands behind me and grabbed my ass.

 

"I do think you're sexy as hell, you know.  I'm sorry I don't say it more."

 

"I'm sorry for making such a big deal out of it.  I was just thinking about what I'd seen with Hage and Gregor.  It looked like something out of a movie and I thought it would be nice to be told those things.  I'll quit being such a girl."

 

"Don't be sorry.  Hage told me he never would've believed hearing those things would make him feel the way it did, and I understand that.  I know it makes me feel really good when you tell me.  I'll try to be more verbal about what you do for me; how you turn me on."  He smiled at me.

 

I grinned at him.  "I turn you on, huh?"

 

"Oh, fuck yes!  You are a very sexy man; and I love touching you.  The feel of your skin and the muscles under it; it's very hot.  I find myself looking at you at times and thinking, fuck, how did I get that man to fall in love with me?"

 

I smiled.  "It was very easy."

 

He smiled and let go of my ass, standing back a little way.  "Once you're dressed, can we have that talk we said we needed to have?"

 

"Of course.  Can we eat dinner first?"

 

He smiled.  "No.  I asked Erich, and he said it would be another 30 minutes before it was ready.  Get dressed, and we'll go out to the barn and talk."

 

"I've heard about you SS men.  You'll take me out to the barn and have your way with me."  I grinned.

 

He smiled.  "No.  I don't deserve you right now; I have things to make up for.  I just want to talk to you."

 

"OK.  Give me 2 minutes and I'll be ready."

 

"Thank you.  I'll be downstairs."  He kissed me again and walked out of the room.

 

Once I was dressed, I walked downstairs and found Hage and Gregor sitting on the couch, holding hands.  I smild.  They looked up at me and blushed.

 

"I'm starting to realize what Jan's been going through with Wolfy and me; it's like seeing two school girls."  I grinned.

 

Gregor grinned.  "Hey, I'm trying to be a good boy; don't start giving me a hard time.  I can't help it; he just makes me want to touch him all the time."

 

"I understand, Gregor; believe me, I do."

 

I turned and walked to the kitchen, and found Erich and Wolfy in a whispered conversation.  They stopped talking as soon as they saw me.

 

"Are you two trying to figure out a way to poison my food?"

 

As one voice, "Shut up!"

 

I smirked.  "Yes, Sirs!  Are you ready, Wolfy?"

 

"Yes.  Let's go."

 

He opened the back door and let me pass him, then stepped in next to me as we walked to the barn.  He opened the barn door for me and I walked in, stopping after less than a meter — shocked.  There, was a table about 3 meters to my left, like you'd see in a restaurant; a table cloth even, with a candle burning in the center.  There were several dishes on it, wine glasses and a bottle of wine on the left.  I turned and looked at Wolfy.  He's had a shy smile on his face, looking at me.

 

"You did this for me?"

 

"I had a little help with the details, but yes; do you like it?"

 

"It's incredible!"

 

"Good; I'm glad you like it.  This is just the beginning.  We are assured privacy for the rest of the night.  This night is all about you, liebe.  May I escort you to your seat?"  He gave me another shy smile.

 

I smiled at him.  "Thank you.  I would be honored."

 

We walked to the table together and he stood next to my chair as I sat down.  He handed me a cloth napkin and then walked to the other side and took his seat.  I looked at him and smiled.

 

"How did you find these things; I've never seen them around here?"

 

"The tablecloth and other things were here.  Erich got the candle for me; though he won't tell me where he got it.  He is also our chef for the evening.  The wine is complements of Peter."

 

"It's amazing, bärchen.  Thank you…."

 

"You're welcome."

 

He lifted the bottle of wine and poured us both a glass.  After setting the bottle down, he picked up his glass and held it up.  I reached for mine and raised it up next to his.  He looks in my eyes.

 

"To us.  We found each other in the middle of a war, against all odds, and fell in love.  I never would've thought it possible that I could love a man the way I love you.  You are everything to me, Willy; and I can only hope that I will continue to be worthy of your love and affection."

 

"That was beautiful, Wolfy.  I'm overwhelmed, to say the least.  It is I, however, who strives to be worthy of you.  You came into my life and stole my heart; and it's yours for as long as you'll have me."

 

We clinked glasses and took a sip of wine.  He smiled at me again after setting his glass down.

 

"Now, you might want to start eating before it gets cold.  It's been sitting here since you were in taking your bath."  He grinned.

 

"You've been a busy man.  I can't tell you how overwhelmed and touched I am.  Thank you, baby.   I love you."

 

"I love you."

 

We spent about 20 minutes eating, neither of us saying a whole lot to each other; just giving each other smiles from time to time.  The meal was great; Erich has outdone himself.  We had another glass of wine when we finish our food, just sitting back and letting our food digest.  Then Wolfy took his last sip of wine; he excused himself and walked about 10 meters to the other side of the barn.  I saw him crank the handle on a gramophone and the next thing I know, I heard the scratches of a record being played.  As the music began he walked to my side and held his hand out to me.

 

"Dance with me.  Please."

 

I smiled up at him and took his hand, standing up.  He walked me about 3 meters away and pulled me into his arms, taking the lead and started slowly dancing; his head next to mine.  He whispered in my ear.

 

"I'm sorry I'm leading; I've never danced with a man before.  I didn't know quite how it would work; I just knew I wanted to dance with you."

 

I giggled.  "Its fine, baby; I love it.  You can lead me around the dance floor anytime you want.  You're quite good."

 

"Thanks; so are you.  You dance with many men?"

 

I giggled again.  "No, sorry; just girls, and my mother.  My mother taught me because my father never liked to dance, and she wanted a dance partner."

 

"She taught you well, liebe.  I'm glad we're each other's first male dance partner.  I can't think of any man I'd rather be dancing with."

 

"Me either.  Where did you learn?"

 

"I had my first date with a girl when I was 14, and I asked my cousin, Gretchen, to teach me.  She thought I was a klutz, but I worked my ass off, listening to her every instruction.  I had to dance with that girl; I wouldn't give up until I learned."

 

"Well, I owe Gretchen a debt of gratitude; you're wonderful."

 

"I love you, Willy."

 

"I love you, Wolfy."

 

We danced through the next 3 songs, before he had to go crank the gramophone again.  He pulled me back in his arms and we danced to the end of the record.  When the music stopped, he walked over and pulled the needle off the record, then walked back to me, smiling.  He took my hand and slowly walked me to the corner of the barn where the stall was.  The stall was about 3 square meters and there was a pile of straw in it, spread out into the shape of a bed.  There were blankets on the straw, and a quilt off to the side, with two pillows on it.  I turned my head back to Wolfy, grinning.

 

"We're spending the night?"

 

"If you want to…."  He blushed.

 

He was being cute again.  "I would love to."

 

He smiled and reached for my face, taking both sides and leaning in for a kiss.  His lips landed on mine and he held the kiss for about 10 seconds; never even trying to push his tongue in.  He broke the kiss and stood back about 35 cm.  He reached for the top button of my shirt and undid it, then worked his way down the other ones, never breaking eye contact with me.  When he had my shirt un-buttoned he pulled it back off my shoulders and hung it over the half-wall to his right.  He turned back to me, looking all shy.

 

"Turn around, please."

 

I smiled at him and turned around.  I felt his hands on my shoulders, lightly touching my skin.  He began to gently massage my shoulders, running his hands over my shoulders and across my neck, then down my shoulder blades and back up again.  He spent about 5 minutes doing this before he pulled me back into him, wrapping his arms around me from behind.  He had one hand on my stomach and the other on my right nipple.  He began to nuzzle my neck, laying soft kisses on it.  I moaned and relaxed back into him, while moving my head to the side to give him better access.  He continued to kiss my neck, flicking his tongue out every third or fourth kiss.  While he was kissing my neck, his fingers were playing over my nipple, making me moan again.  He whispered in my ear.

 

"You are so sexy, baby.  I love the feel of you; the feel of your muscle."

 

He continued kissing and licking my neck, running his tongue behind my ear every third or fourth time, then coming back down and nibbling on my neck some more.  I didn't think I'd ever been that turned on in my life.  He was doing things to me no one had ever done before, and I loved every second of it.  After taking care of the left side of my neck, he pulled his head back a little and ran his tongue along the back of my neck and landed on the right side, as I lean my head the other way.  He repeated the whole procedure on the right side of my neck.  I could hear his husky breathing in my ear and it was almost as much of a turn on as the kisses and licks.  He was rubbing his right hand slowly around my stomach, while his left massages and lightly pinches my right nipple.  I could feel his hardness pressing into me while he held me against him.  I felt like my own cock was about to rip right out of my pants.  He started French kissing my neck and right shoulder, running his mouth back and forth for a minute or so.  He finally releases his hold on me a little and brought his mouth around the side of my face.  I turned my face to him and he kissed me, sliding his tongue into my mouth and moaning.  I turn my body to the right; turning into his kiss, while wrapping my arms around him and pulling him tight against me, his arms going around my back.  He moaned into my mouth.  We held the kiss for about 20 seconds, both of us starting to moan and pant into each other's mouth.  He broke the kiss and pulled his head back a little; looking into my eyes.

 

"I want you, baby.  I want you more than I've ever wanted anyone...."

 

I smile at him.  "I want you, too, my love."

 

He smiled at me and kissed me one more time; just a quick kiss.  He stepped back and took his shirt off, hanging it next to mine.  He stepped back in front of me, reaching down for the buttons on my pants.  He moved his hand down a little farther and pressed it against my cock, running his fingers from my balls to the head.  I closed my eyes and moaned.  He began to undo the buttons on my pants, slowly popping each one free.  I opened my eyes and stared into his.  I'd never seen that look in his eyes before; it was pure need and want.  I held his gaze while he got my pants un-buttoned.  He broke eye contact with me and slowly lowers himself down into a squatting position, sliding my pants down with him.  He released my pants at the ankles and began to un-tie my boots, loosening the laces after un-tying them.  He pulled up on my right foot and I lifted it up.  He tugged my boot off and laid it down on the ground, close to the wall where our shirts are hanging.  He did the same to my left boot, but pulled my pant leg off while he was there.  He set my boot down and came back for my right pant leg, then took my pants and laid them next to my boots.  He was back in front of me and looked up at my face from his squatting position.  He just gazed up at me.

 

"Damn…."

 

I smiled at him.  He broke eye contact with me and looked straight ahead.  His face was eye level with my crotch and I watched as he licked his lips, just barely sticking his tongue out.  He reached out and grabbed my shorts in his hands and lowered them down to my ankles.  I lifted my feet up, one by one, and he took the shorts off and slung them next to my pants.  I giggled and he looked up at me and smiled.  He looked back down at my hard cock and licked his lips again, smiling.  He then leaned his head forward and took me into his mouth.  I moaned and thrust my hips forward a little, trying to bury myself in his mouth.  He took me about half-way in and came back up to the head, licking around it and then went back down again.  I reached with my right hand, resting it on his head, feeling his hair with my fingers.  Wolfy began slowly sucking my cock, going a little over half-way each time, my fingers running through his hair.  He sucked my cock for about 2 or 3 minutes then pulled off.  He looked up at me and grinned, then sat on his ass and started stripping his boots off, throwing them against the wall.  I giggled again, watching him.  He undid the buttons on his pants and yanked them down his legs, pulling them off his feet and slung them against the wall.  He was going commando, I discovered.  I giggled and smiled down at him.  He reached his hand up to me and I grabbed it and pulled him up.  He pulled into me, our cocks meeting each other, and landed on my mouth, sliding his tongue in.  I could taste myself on his tongue and I moaned into his mouth.

 

While he was kissing me, his hands were massaging my ass, grabbing each cheek firmly, then releasing it and doing it again.  We made out for a few minutes, just hungry for each other, and panting and moaning into each other's mouth.  He was kneading and massaging my ass the entire time.  My hands were around his back and neck and I was offering myself to him, thrusting my ass back into his hands.  He finally broke the kiss and pulled his head back a little, staring into my eyes with want and passion.  I give him a small smile.

 

"I'm yours, Wolfy.  I want to feel you in me."

 

"Are you sure, liebe?"

 

"I've never been so sure of anything in my life, bärchen."

 

"How do we do this?"  He smiled shyly.

 

"Did you bring some kind of gel or lubricant?"

 

He blushed.  "Erich gave me some oil his mother uses."

 

I smild.  "That's my boy; always prepared.  Get it."

 

He grinned at me and squatted back down, reaching under the straw behind my feet.  He came back up with a small bottle.  I smiled at him and took it from him and opened it.  I poured some onto two of my fingers and reach behind myself, sliding my fingers around my hole.  The oil felt good and I started massaging my hole with my fingers, while still looking into his eyes.  I slipped my index finger in my ass and ran it back and forth a couple of times.  I pulled my finger out and brought them back up and put a little more oil on them.  I repeated the procedure again, but slipped two fingers in this time.  I'd only done this twice before but he was bigger around than the other two were; I needed to stretch myself a little.  I finished preparing myself and brought my hand back around and poured some more oil on my fingers.  I reached down and grabbed his cock, running my hand up and down his shaft, stroking him and lubing him up.  He moaned and thrust his hips forward, trying to fuck himself in my fist.  I stroked him for about half a minute, smiling at him.  I released his cock and turned around, bending over to set the oil down after putting the cap on.  I stood back up a little, my ass still thrusting back at him.

 

"I was going to guide you in, baby.  You'll know what to do from there; just take it easy for awhile at first.  You're kind of big, bärchen; it may take me awhile to adjust to you."

 

"I won't hurt you; I swear."

 

"I know, baby.  Don't worry about it; just take it easy at first."

 

"OK."

 

I reach behind me and grab his cock, guiding it to my hole while I backed into him.  I felt the head of his cock press against my hole and we both moaned a little.  I relaxed my ass as much as I could and pushed back into him and felt him start to go in.  I felt him hit my muscle and I stopped for a second.  I took a couple of breaths and pushed back again, a little harder.  I could almost feel his foreskin slide back as he breached my sphincter and I moaned out.

 

"Are you OK?"

 

"I'm fine, baby; don't worry.  It's just been a long time since I've done this.  Don't move; I will come back on you."

 

"If you're sure."

 

"I'm sure, baby."

 

I relaxed myself as much as possible and pushed back again, burying myself on him.  We both moaned.  I stopped and relaxed myself as much as possible, breathing.  He was big, but he felt so good in me.  He put his hands on my back and started rubbing softly, up and down.

 

"Are you all right?"

 

"I'm more than all right, bärchen.  You feel wonderful in there.  Big, but wonderful."

 

"This feels incredible.  It's like my cock is in a vice; you are so tight."

 

I giggleg.  "It's almost new, baby; not many kilometers on it."

 

He laughed.  "You're bad…  Are you sure you're OK?"

 

"I'm fine, bärchen; just letting everything adjust for a minute."  I flexed my ass a little and he yelped and moaned.

 

"Fuck…. Do that again; it was amazing!"

 

I smirked and flex my ass again.  He moaned and made his cock jump.  Then I moaned.  I pulled myself forward a little, feeling his cock slide back out of me.  I stopped before he slips out and pushed myself back onto him again.  We both moaned.  I did this 5 or 6 more times, just slowly fucking myself on him, before I stopped again; he was buried inside of me.

 

"OK, bärchen; it's all yours."

 

"Oh, man….  This feels so wonderful.  It feels so tight; it's amazing, Willy."

 

"Good, I'm glad.  Now just do what comes naturally…."

 

He grabs my hips in his hands and pulled out slowly and then slid back in again; bottoming out.  We both moaned loudly.  He rubbed my hips once and pulled back again and went right back in.  He started to slowly fuck me, just going in and out repeatedly.  He kept the pace for about 3 or 4 minutes and then buried himself inside of me and stopped.  He leaned forward and reached in front of my chest and pulled back.  I brought myself up and leaned back into him as we stood up.  I kept my ass thrust back and he pulled back a little, while starting to lick and kiss my neck.  He started thrusting himself in and out of me while rubbing his hands on my chest and stomach and licking and kissing my neck.  I could hear him panting and moaning into my ear while he fucked me for the first time.  I was panting and moaning myself; loving every stroke and lick.  I turned my head to the side and found his lips; I shoved my tongue in his mouth and kissed him while he continued to slide in and out of me.  We made out for a few moments and then I broke the kiss and leaned forward a little.  He buried himself in me and stopped again.

 

"I'm getting close, baby; but I don't want to stop yet."

 

"It's OK.  Just stay still for a minute until you come back down.  I'm in no hurry for this to end."

 

"That's good; cause neither am I.  This is fucking incredible, baby.  Now I know what you and Hage were talking about…."

 

"It's pretty fucking incredible from this end, too; I love the feel of your cock in me."

 

He made his cock jump and I giggled.  "Show off."

 

He giggled and did it again.  He then pulled back out and slid himself in again, starting to fuck me again.  He was still fucking me slowly though, and I loved it, but I wanted a little more.  I turn my head to the side.

 

"You can do that a little faster and harder if you want."

 

He grinned.  "That will make me shoot faster."

 

"Just stop when you feel yourself getting close."

 

"OK."

 

He pulled back and then thrust himself into me kind of hard and fast.  I grunted when he hit bottom.

 

"Oh, fuck!  That was good…."

 

He pulled back out and did it again, but didn't stop that time.  He started pumping into me a little faster and harder.  He'd been going about 2 minutes when I felt him pull his right hand off my hip.  The next thing I knew, he swatted my ass cheek lightly.

 

"Oooo.  That felt kind of good.  Do it again, but a little harder."

 

He smirked and did it again.  I yelped and moaned.  He did it 3 more times and then grabbed my hip again and started fucking me hard and fast for about 8 thrusts and then stopped.

 

"Fuck, that felt so good; but I'm close again."

 

"So how about this weather we're having? It's been really nice."

 

He started laughing.  "You goof; that's not nice!"

 

I laughed.  "Bet you're not close any more."

 

He laughed again.  "Fuck…  You're a goof.   But yeah, you're right."

 

"Good.  Start fuckin'.  That's an order!"

 

He laughed.  "Yes, Sir!"

 

He started fucking me again and we both started moaning and panting again after a few moments.  He smacked my ass a couple more times and then buried himself in me.  He made his cock jump a couple of times and then pulled all the way out.  He waited about 2 seconds and then shoved himself back into me.  I moaned loudly.

 

"Oh, my God…! That's fucking wonderful!"

 

"You liked that, huh?"

 

"I loved it, baby; do it again."

 

He did it again, but 3 more times and then started fucking me hard and fast.  I leaned over a little more and let him take me anyway he wanted.  He had a vice-like grip on my hips and just continued to hammer my ass, making us both grunt and moan.  He lasted about 5 more minutes before calling out a warning.

 

"I can't hold it, Willy; I'm going to shoot."

 

"Do it!  Shoot in me."

 

He pumps into me 3 more times and then buried himself balls-deep and just grunted and yells out.

 

"Fuck….!  Oh fuck…  Oh, my God!"

 

I could feel his cock expanding in my hole while he emptied himself into me.  I'd waited for this moment for months and it was finally happening.  I started to flex my ass muscles while he unloaded into me and he moaned out again.

 

"Oh, fuck!  Oh, my God…."

 

When he'd finished pumping his load into me, he pulled me hard back into him; holding my chest and panting and moaning into my ear.  It took him a couple of minutes to recover; panting and moaning into my ear the entire time.  He had me pulled hard against his body, his cock still in my ass.  I could feel him start to get a little soft, but I still felt full.  Id just relaxed back against him; the feeling of my man holding me after he's spent himself into me.  I couldn't believe the emotions and feelings running throughout my entire body.  He whispered into my ear.

 

"Oh, God… That was fucking incredible…  I love you so much, baby."

 

I smild.  "I love you too, Wolfy.  That was great; I loved it, baby.  Thank you…."

 

"Oh, man…. Thank you.  I still can't believe you let me do that; but I'm forever grateful."

 

"I've wanted you to do that for months; you have nothing to be grateful about.  I'm yours, Wolfy; any time you want me; heart, soul and body."

 

"I love you."

 

"I know.  I know, baby; I love you, too."

 

"Do you want me to pull out?"

 

"Never."

 

He giggled.  "I might have to at some point."

 

"True.  Will you do something for me, first?  It might sound dumb, but I just thought of it."

 

"Anything!"

 

I smirked.  "Will you kiss and lick the side of my face; just once.  Like you did the first time?"

 

I could feel him smile against my face.  He turned his head and kissed my cheek, then ran his tongue from my neck to my temple, and then kissed me again.  We both giggled and then he slowly pulled himself out of me; never letting go of me.  I felt him leave my body, and suddenly I felt empty again.  Not emotionally, just physically; and I knew I'll wanted him to do that again and again.  I never imagined I'd want to assume a submissive role with anyone, but with him, I didn't think of it as being submissive.  It was just sharing my body with him.  While I was thinking along those lines, he giggled once.  I turned my head sideways and grinned at him.

 

"What made you giggle?"

 

He giggled again, smiling at me.  "I'm sorry; really sorry, but I was just thinking; what happens to what I shot in your ass?"

 

I laughed.  "It will come back out; we just don't know when.  It will come back out the next time I go to the toilet."

 

He smirked.  "I'm sorry, baby.  I don't mean to laugh; it's just different.  So do you need to use the toilet?"

 

I smiled at him.  "Not right now, no.  If you want, I can go over to the other side and squat over the straw and push it out."

 

He started laughing.  "Oh, man…  Imagine the look on Jan's face if he walked in on that."

 

We both started laughing.  When I calmed back down, I turned around in his arms and looked at him.

 

"To be quite honest, I'd like to keep it there awhile longer.  It's yours; it's your essence and I'm in no hurry to lose it."

 

He smiled at me.  "That's gross, but incredibly sweet.  Whatever you want, liebhaber; Ich liebe dich."

 

"I love you, too.  So what are your plans for me, now?"

 

He smiled again.  "I am going to lie down next to you on that bed of straw and touch and kiss and stroke your body the rest of the night."

 

I grinned.  "I love the way you think.  Come with me."

 

I took his hand and lay down on the bed of straw, pulling him down next to me.  He lay on his side with me on my back, and started running his fingers around my chest and stomach; playing lightly with the scar from my gunshot wound.  He winced once and then moved on, playing my skin with his fingers.  He reached over to kiss me every 3 or 4 minutes, but never removed his hand from me.  After about 30 minutes, he reached to his side and edthe quilt over us.  I rolled to my side, and he rolled to his; putting his arm over me and staring into my eyes.

 

"I want to try that sometime; to have you inside me."

 

I smileed at him.  "Anytime you're absolutely sure you're ready; I'd be honored."

 

He grinned.  "I'm absolutely sure now; but it's not the right time.  I want us to both be wide awake.  I want to experience everything the way we did tonight."

 

"I do too; it was wonderful, Wolfy.  I'm still overwhelmed you did all this for me; went to so much trouble for me."

 

"It's no trouble, baby; I love you."

 

I smiled at him.  "You are a prince among men; I'm so grateful to have you in my life."

 

He gave me a shy smile.  "I'm the one who's grateful, liebe.  You opened my eyes to real love, baby."

 

I snuggled in closer to him and kiss his lips softly, then rested my head on the pillow, close to his.  "I love you.  Sweet dreams, bärchen."

 

"Goodnight, my love.  Sweet dreams."

To be continued...

Posted: 12/21/12