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Klink knew that not only was it unheard of, it was strictly verboten. It was one of the reasons some were sent to those camps, unlikely to come back alive. But there was a reason that Klink never took a wife, nor was he interested in chasing Fräuleins in the first place. He did his best to hide what the state would call ‘sick perversions’, knowing his fate if he were found out. He entertained matchmaking suggestions from Burkhalter to keep suspicions at bay, even though he knew who’d he rather spend his evenings with.

It all started as soon as that American Colonel was remanded into his custody; Klink knew he was going to be trouble. Hogan always had a cool temperament about him, never cracking under pressure, very level headed. He would get angry from time to time, but there was something attractive about the anger. Not to mention the charm level of the senior POW was off the charts. Klink was convinced that if the American Colonel marched to Berlin himself, he could single-handedly end the war with his smooth-talking ways.

Of course, being the senior POW officer, Hogan was often storming into Klink’s office, either with a ridiculous request or some sort of protest. The two Colonels were often in each other’s faces, however, if Hogan knew what Klink was really thinking during some of their interactions, he’d never hear the end of it. Often, he was thinking about how he could get the arrogant American to shut up, which involved having his mouth occupied in some other way. He both hated Hogan’s presence and craved it simultaneously.

“Colonel, I must protest the cruel and unusual punishment of my men! We’re going crazy being confined to our barracks!” Hogan was practically yelling inches away from Klink’s face.

“Hogan, the men must be punished for the attempted escape a few nights ago! As you know, there has never been a successful escape from Stalag 13!”

“I’m just lucky I have my own private room. After awhile, the men get restless being cooped up inside and certain urges need to be tended to-“

“Hogan!” Klink interrupted, having little interest in hearing about the urges Hogan’s men needed to take care of.

But he did have some interest in hearing about the urges Hogan needed taken care of. But he always assumed Hogan turned his fantasies to women, like a ‘normal’ man/officer.

“I just thought you’d understand.” Hogan leaned in closer across the desk, if that was even possible. “Unless I got my intel wrong.”

Klink looked puzzled, then shocked, then just plain confused. “What intel?”

Hogan looked around the office. “Not here, in case we are interrupted.”

Hogan started for Klink’s private quarters, with Klink following closely behind. Klink was surprised that Hogan couldn’t hear his heartbeat as it felt like it was about to burst out of his chest with anxiety.

What does Hogan know? Does he know? How could he possibly know…?

Klink closed and locked the door behind them as Hogan made way to sit on the Kommandant’s couch, grabbing the two glasses next to the schnapps decanter and pouring the two of them a drink, and taking a sip.

“What intel do you have about me?” Klink asked sternly as Hogan motioned for him to sit on the couch with him.

“Who said it was about you?”

“You said I would understand your situation!”

“Well you’re not married. So I just thought you would understand what it was like to not have a woman in your bed.”

Klink didn’t look satisfied with Hogan’s explanation; it was no secret he wasn’t married. However, Hogan continued.

“I have… a reputation I have to keep up around my men.” Hogan sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “I can talk any woman I want into bed with me, but often, it’s not their company I want. I’ve watched you Klink, and I drew my conclusions that you and I… we are not so different.”

Klink was picking up pieces of Hogan’s speech, but not entirely following. Yeah, they were both lonely Colonels, so they were not that different.

“My men wouldn’t understand what goes on in my head. But my wants and desires, they are often more… unconventional.”

“Hogan, would you please stop speaking in riddles and just give me a straight explanation?!” Klink stood up from the couch suddenly with Hogan following his move.

Of course, I’d accept a non-straight explanation.

The two Colonels stood facing each other, faces again mere inches apart. Both of them scanning the other’s face for any type of reaction. Hogan debated saying more, but he knew what he was risking if Klink wasn’t who he thought he was.

“Forget it,” Hogan started as he abandoned his other speech. “I’ll just tell my men that we’ll have to wait out our confinement. But know this Klink-”

Hogan’s thought was cut off by Klink grabbing him by the back of the neck and pressing his lips to his own. He was thrown by surprise, but quickly settled into the kiss and started kissing Klink back. His hands rested on Klink’s upper arms, subtly pulling him closer.

Klink needed Hogan to stop talking for once in his life, and decided to take a chance with his methods to get him to shut up. It was a calculated risk but luckily, it worked in his favour. He was delighted that Hogan even reciprocated the action.

The kiss deepened but Klink started to come to his senses. He pulled away from Hogan, the lust in his eyes was indistinguishable.

“Hogan… we could be shot, or worse tortured, if someone found out about this.”

“Yeah? And have you stopped to think how it’s been torture to be apart?” Hogan asked, his voice matching Klink’s hushed tone full of lust. “Do you have any idea how I’ve longed for this?”

Klink didn’t dare move as Hogan leaned in to whisper in his ear.

“Ever since I met you Kommandant, I wanted you in ways most men want a woman. I had a hunch that you felt the same way. Maybe not with me, but I figured since there wasn’t a woman in your life, you desired the company of another man.”

Hogan’s lips landed back on Klink’s following his confession. Klink felt a familiar twinge in his groin as his hands buried themselves in Hogan’s hair. He couldn’t believe that Hogan wanted him too; he’d never imagine that he would return his feelings.

Hogan pulled apart briefly to gain some composure. His eyes suggested he was willing to take this further, but wanted to make sure Klink wanted the same and was willing to cross that line with him.

“Tell me you want me, Kommandant.”

“I want you Hogan. Ever since you set foot in my camp, I wanted you for myself. You’re everything I shouldn’t want… another man, and an American at that!”

“You think I would choose the company of a male kraut?” Hogan raised an eyebrow. “It doesn’t matter, but when I first looked into your eyes, I could feel my facade crack. I started having fantasies…”

Hogan paused to meet Klink’s gaze while reaching his hand down to the front of Klink’s pants. He smirked to find that the Kommandant’s cock was hard to his touch.

“I’d sneak over to your quarters in the middle of the night, undetected by the guards of course. I sneak over to your bed, gently shaking you awake. Once you’re awake enough to notice I’m not wearing any pants, you take my cock in your mouth.”

Hogan felt Klink twitch at the fantasy he vocalized, so he continued.

“And there’s something extremely attractive about you having my cock in your mouth.” Hogan again kissed Klink, this time a slow, lingering kiss before pulling away.

“Do you ever think about me?”

Klink struggled to find his voice, noticing Hogan took his hand and coaxed him to touch him through his pants. Hogan sighed at the touch as Klink indulged him in his musings.

“You come into my office, spouting off about protests or requests. I would get you to shut up by grabbing you by the shoulders and pressing my lips to yours, hard. Then I realize there’s another way you could put your mouth to work. I tell you to kneel, you’d protest a bit, until I got my cock out from my pants. Then you’d get on your knees and take me in your mouth.”

Hogan moaned as Klink leaned in closer, his lips grazing his ear as he whispered.

“It’s quite a sight I’d imagine. You on your knees, with my cock in your mouth. Moaning into my movements as you reach down and stroke yourself at the same time.”

“Yeah? So how about we stop talking and see what this actually looks like in real life?”

He purposely brought his knee up to Klink’s crotch and gently applied pressure. At the same time, Hogan worked on his own pants, unbuckling the belt while kissing Klink’s neck, careful not to leave marks anywhere visible. Sure, he could pass it off as marks coming from an eager fräulein down at the Hofbrau, but he didn’t want to risk anything.

A bit to Hogan’s surprise, Klink matched his movements; figuring the Kommandant was trying to establish dominance over him.

This could be fun, maybe we’ll finally figure out which Colonel is in charge here. Hogan thought to himself as he started unzipping his bomber jacket while Klink unbuttoned his tunic.

“So, how do we decide who goes first?” Hogan suggested after throwing his shirt down to the ground, leaving him only in his boots.

“I think as the prisoner, you should get on your knees first.”

“Very well.”

To Klink’s surprise, Hogan didn’t fight him too much on his suggestion. He lowered himself down onto his knees; his hand trailing down his leg to stable himself.

Klink moaned as his cock was enveloped in his mouth. His fingers laced themselves in Hogan’s hair, guiding his movements. He used his other free hand to pinch himself, making sure he was not dreaming, that this was actually happening. He made a point to try not to get too vocal, but he definitely made enough noise to let Hogan know that he approved of his actions.

Hogan was slow to start, nothing that the Kommandant was more endowed than he had anticipated. He could feel Klink stiffen as he picked up the pace and spiced up his technique. He knew he was doing something right when Klink’s hand forced his head in place as he thrusted himself further down Hogan’s throat. To his surprise, he didn’t mind the further intrusion and relaxed his throat, letting himself be used in this way.

As he continued, Klink glanced down at the sight in front of him. Colonel Hogan, senior POW officer, with his cock in his mouth, trying to keep up with the Kommandant’s movements. If only he had known he could get Hogan in this position sooner, he would’ve done so during his initial interrogation. His mind was brought back to the present as he felt his climax building and he debated whether he should warn Hogan or not.

He’s your prisoner, you don’t owe him any courtesy. Plus, he doesn’t seem to mind things on the rougher side. Klink thought to himself; yes, Hogan you can take it, so you’ll take it all!

“Mein Gott! Scheiße!” Klink mumbled as he mustered one last thrust before exploding down Hogan’s throat, holding his head in place.

Hogan gagged a bit, but his instincts kicked in and he swallowed what he could. He slowed down his movements so he could be in tune when the Kommandant was completely satisfied. Once he was sure Klink had enough, he slowly stood back up and met Klink’s gaze.

“You missed a spot.” Klink pointed to Hogan’s face, but before Hogan could wipe the side of his mouth, Klink leaned in to lick himself off Hogan’s mouth.

Hogan sighed, every nerve of his being on fire with lust. Klink’s mouth was on his once again, reminding him that he now developed a taste for Kraut. He felt his rock-hard cock twitch, noting that the Kommandant had a hand on him.

“Now since you did such a good job satisfying me Hogan, I will now return the favour.” Klink whispered against his lips before moving them to his collar bone. “Just remember: You are my prisoner.”

“How could I forget?” Hogan whimpered as he noticed new marks on his chest, thankful that could be hidden under his shirt.

“You know, prisoners aren’t supposed to keep weapons on their person.”

“This isn’t a weapon, just my hard cock.”

Suddenly aware of how long it had been since he had been with anyone, Hogan gasped as Klink’s hand was replaced with his mouth. To his surprise, the Kommandant was quite skilled with his mouth and a sweep of the tongue had Hogan curling his toes. He wasn’t sure how long he’d be able last but he was determined to hang on longer than Klink.

Oh Klink, you really think you’re in charge here, in this position? Hogan smirked as he studied the man on his knees, his hand resting on his shoulder. Of course, no one has ever been this skilled before and I’m about to lose my damn mind!

Klink could tell that he was not far from his climax, moaning with each subtle movement. His earlier words lingered in Klink’s head on a loop:

"I’m just lucky I have my own private room. After awhile, the men get restless being cooped up inside and certain urges need to be tended to…”

But it was fairly apparent that Hogan hadn’t been able to tend to his urges; the barracks must not be that soundproof. It became very apparent when he suddenly exploded without any warning.

“Ah, fuck, yes! Feels so good!” Hogan hissed through his teeth with his eyes clenched and his head thrown back.

He would’ve felt bad that he didn’t warn Klink, but he wasn’t warned earlier. Hogan moaned as Klink continued his movements, although slowed down. His breathing was laboured and shallow; no one has ever made him feel this good. Eventually, he opened his eyes as Klink released him from his mouth, impressed at the fact that Klink seemed to swallow all of him, whereas he had issues with that.

Maybe Klink really is in charge, especially when it comes to intimate matters.

“You, uh, don’t get much alone time now, do you Hogan?” Klink asked as he stood back up; satisfied with the state he left Hogan in.

“It’s tough in the barracks.” Hogan replied as he caught his breath. “My room isn’t the most soundproof, but we try to have a system in place for everyone to… relieve some stress. However, being the senior POW officer, I tend to sacrifice my own needs so that my men can… relax.”

“That’s very noble of you. However you’ve been, deprived, of your own pleasures.” Klink’s voice was low as he cradled Hogan’s face in his hand. “So much so, I made you cum. Just. Like. That.”

He snapped his fingers with his free hand and Hogan sucked a breath in as Klink rubbed the sensitive skin under his ear. Hogan reached to trace his fingers along Klink’s clavicle, the two lost in a trance of each others’ eyes. Both of them thinking about taking this even further, and Klink was leaning towards Hogan’s lips.

“I’ve been gone for a while now… my men will start to wonder what’s taking me so long.” Hogan whispered as he briefly brushed his lip’s against the Kommandant’s.

“I suppose you should get going, we can’t afford for anyone to get suspicious.” Klink removed his hand from the American so the two could get dressed.

They were silent until Hogan was fully dressed; both of them stealing glances at one another’s bodies. Klink was buttoning his shirt again as Hogan started for the door.

“Now Hogan, don’t… hesitate to come to me with any issues or concerns. I especially enjoyed the way you unraveled while I sucked you off.”

“Well I enjoyed the way you sucked me off.” Hogan smirked as he opened the door to Klink’s office; relieved to see no one was waiting for Klink and seeing the American senior POW officer walking out of his quarters.

The American senior POW officer that was flush in the face, and still catching his breath.

He’ll have to tell his men he got angry with Klink, instead of hot and bothered with the Kommandant.

“How did you know?” Klink asked as Hogan entered the office.

He had originally had Hogan brought to his office to discuss some mysterious sabotage activity near camp. However, the two haven’t had a chance to interact since the incident a day ago. Klink blurted out the question as Hogan walked in.

“Know what? Sometimes I just have a hunch about when a bridge is going to blow up!”

“I’m not talking about the bridge! I’m talking about the other day in my quarters. Where… you know…”

“Where you had my cock in your mouth?” Hogan smirked with a wink, “I see you’re still thinking of me.”

“Hogan! Can you just answer a simple question?!”

“Ok, ok.” Hogan threw up his hands as he sat down in the office chair across from Klink.

“I knew the second I arrived at this camp.”

Klink’s eyes widened, but he let Hogan finish.

“I think because of the way I am, I almost have a sixth sense when someone else is… like me. I think I can pick it up because I want to be careful with who I show this side of me, seeing as not everyone thinks it’s just another way of existing in this world. So, when we first met, when you interrogated me, I had a hunch that you’d want a piece of me.”

“So you thought I was.. gay, because of a hunch you had?”

“Well… I wasn’t wrong. Am I?” Hogan shrugged. “Plus you’ve never really tried to flirt with Hilda or any other woman from what I’ve seen.”

“No. No, you’re not.”

“How long have you known?”

Klink gave him a warning glare, the one that indicated that Hogan was on thin ice. However, he saw genuine curiosity behind his eyes; he wasn’t fishing for blackmail material. If they were going to continue any intimate relationship, they might as well start being honest with each other. Would they continue an intimate relationship?

“Since puberty really. While friends of mine were starting to get interested in girls, I noticed I was interested in some of them. It has plagued the back of my mind to find a wife, but I didn’t really desire it. I clued in later that most men do in fact find women attractive while I found men to be the attractive ones.”

Hogan nodded and opened his mouth to ask a further question, but Klink asked him something instead.

“Now I get to ask you a question. You seem to have some luck with women. Do you also find them attractive or just men?”

“Yes, both men and women catch my attention. I’ve tried to hide the ‘being attracted to other men’ part of me for a long time, but it’s time for me to stop running from that side of me.”

“Was the other day your first, experience with another man?”

“It was,” Hogan smiled. “You made a great first impression on me, just so you know.”

“I’m glad. You did fairly well for someone who’s never had a cock in their mouth before.”

“It wasn’t your first time though.”

It wasn’t a question, it didn’t have to be.

“Nein. In the Great War, a certain camaraderie was tolerated within the ranks. Men away from home, no women for miles. It wasn’t necessarily accepted, but you didn’t risk your life to relieve some urges with a fellow soldier.”

Hogan nodded; he was no stranger to the Germans’ current policy on homosexuality. He knew what Klink risked being with him, which made him that more attractive to him.

“Did you have any idea about me? Also, what do you find the most attractive thing about me?”

“So arrogant!” Klink chuckled, but proceeded to answer his questions.

“I don’t think I have the same sixth sense you do, but it was your eyes. I’ve had a few years of experience but I notice the desire in another man’s eyes that reads differently than desire for a woman. For example, you have a different look of desire for Hilda or another fräulein, however, when we’re alone in this office, I see a look I’m all too familiar with.”

Klink paused, as if he was reading Hogan’s eyes for that look of desire, longing. He definitely noticed that Hogan was a bit flushed in the face.

“That’s the look! That look says you want me. So attractive those eyes, yet so are your shoulders. But frankly, it’s your personality that makes me want you. You’re arrogant, so sure of yourself, but at the same time, you get a thrill of being told what to do, of not being in charge of the situation. And I love being the one who puts you in that position.”

Hogan didn’t say anything, mostly because he was shocked with how well Klink read him like a book. Klink had him all figured out and decided Hogan was just his type. He liked being in charge, but he needed to be put in his place every now and then.

Klink noticed he was looking hot and bothered, and was loving it. There were a number of positions he would love to see Hogan in. He got up from his chair to walk around to his desk and leaned against it; there was no longer a barrier between the two of them.

“Now my dear Colonel Hogan, what is it about me that you find irresistible?”

“I don’t fluster easily, but around you, I’m easily flustered.” Hogan muttered, feeling the temperature of the office rise. “The fact that you risked it all the other day, when you weren’t even sure I would feel the same way, made me want you all that much more. Also, I like being put in my place; I push your buttons and at some point, I have a feeling you’re going to make me pay for it.”

Hogan got up from his chair, only to kneel in from of Klink. “Also every time you call me ‘Dear Colonel Hogan’ it drives me wild. Herr Kommandant.”

Klink only thought of the door and its unlocked status for a brief second before Hogan started unzipping his pants and taking him in his mouth. He was hard as soon as the American started telling him what made him want to put his cock in his mouth, let alone when he addressed him as Herr Kommandant. He probably wouldn’t last long this time around; he felt Hogan’s throat relax, taking it as a signal to use his mouth for his pleasure.

“Ich mag dich auf deinen Knien mein Lieber.”[1] It was hard for Klink to think in English as he buried his fingers in Hogan’s hair as he felt his pleasure build.

[1]: I like you on your knees my dear.

One of these days, I’m going to have you begging to have my cock in your mouth. Won’t that be a sight to see!

Klink moaned as he once again filled Hogan’s mouth. For a beginner, he was quite good at pleasuring another man; maybe it came naturally for him. Of course it’s not that far fetched to think that Hogan was naturally good at everything he did. Klink felt him completely drain him before releasing from his mouth; it was especially attractive to watch him run his tongue over the corner of his mouth to catch an escaped drop.

“I suppose with more practice, I’ll be able to swallow everything you give me all at once.” Hogan whispered as he stood up, not taking his eyes off Klink.

“It’s a strange sensation at first, but you get used to it. Although, it is quite erotic to see the evidence, even if temporarily.”

Hogan hummed as he ran his hand over Klink’s arm. “So, what’s it going to take to get you to return the favour?”

Klink’s hand held Hogan in place by his thigh. “Call me ‘Herr Kommandant’ again. And say please.”

“Put my cock in your mouth, make me feel amazing. Bitte, Herr Kommandant.”

Klink obliged his request and worked on unbuckling Hogan’s belt and unzipping his pants. He stoked his hard cock before getting on his knees and taking him in his mouth. He hoped that Hogan wouldn’t take a long time, that office door was still unlocked. Another thing he noticed that was attractive about Hogan, was that he wasn’t the quietest person in these situations.

Hogan moaned into his sigh when Klink’s mouth enveloped him. Even though he was now on the receiving end, Klink controlled his pleasure and moved slowly at first, teasing him. He whimpered, hoping that would get him to pick up his pace a bit, which he did. He also noticed that Klink seemed to increase the speed and intensity with his hip thrusts as a signal that he needed more.

“Oh, oh yes!” Hogan whimpered as he felt his climax rush through his body and into Klink’s mouth. He felt Klink swallow around him and closed his eyes to lose himself in the sensation.

Once Klink was sure Hogan was finished, he got up and Hogan got himself back in his pants. Both figured he had been here long enough and to avoid suspicions and Klink had called Schultz back in to take Hogan back to his barracks.

“So, who’s in charge here, Colonel Hogan?”

“You are, Herr Kommandant.”