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Subject: My Former Life Gay adult youth Part 1 I have had an Idea like this for years. I finally figured out how I wanted it. I in no way condone any Behaviour of any hate group. i do not intend to make these killers human although it appears I have to a degree. For that I am sorry. They were human evil but human I want to dedicate this story to anyone and everyone who has ever been bullied, discriminated against, abused or murdered for their thoughts, beliefs, race, feelings, who or what they are or were. I wish nothing like that would ever happen. Sadly it continues today. Even at the highest levels. Donate to Nifty. My Former Life Part 1 I am Moises Stein. I just turned 100 years old. I felt that I needed to tell the world about My Former Life, it only seems right. I have been living a lie more then half my life. I haven’t always been Moises Stein. I have been since I immigrated to America after the war. Before I was Hans Lechter. You see I immigrated to America in 1945. I was not a Jew but, a Nazi. I didn’t want to be I had to so I could hide. See I was what they called a sexual deviant. So I was gay, even worse yet a boy lover. If I joined the Army it would be more accepted if I said I wasn’t married because, they would think I wanted to focus entirely on my career. Believe it or not it worked. I excelled through the ranks hating my life and lie every single day. I am ashamed of the atrocities I witnessed and could have possibly stopped. Before I knew it I was second in command at Buchenwald Concentration camp. It was a super cushy job compared to having to actually go fight. Of course this was before the actual fighting started. But, I had no need or desire to do that. It was in Germany which was also nice. It was near a little town called Weimar. I started in 1937 when it first opened and I was there nearly up until the end. The Commandant was Karl-Otto Koch. He was a viscous man. He stole constantly from the Jews and others that came in. He was cruel in many ways I don’t even care to recall or share. Just use your imagination of the worst possible thing you could do to another human being. Think a moment on it. Now double it and that was him. I don’t know that I truly believe in good and evil. I kind of think like the ying yang there is good in evil and bad in good. But, if I ever did believe in pure evil it was him. But, most SS men were like that. Just brutal beasts, filled with nothing but, hate. When I first got to the camp I was assigned a nice little house with a little kitchen a living room and a bedroom. I was assigned a cook who also did some of the cleaning. After a while I was bored. I would walk through the camps and look at the little Jewish boys with desire in my heart and cock for their love. Any boys love. But, there was something I really liked about the Jewish boys. See I don’t really care if someone is Jewish or not. Or whatever they are. I just don’t care. But, I had to act like I cared. I got to thinking of how I wish I could somehow help some of these families to escape. I felt awful everyday at the things I had to do. I say to myself I did it to save my own life. I’m not sure I did the right thing. Though I am told often I did. One day I went to my commandants office I walked in and told him I wanted to have a Jewish boy be my valet. He said he didn’t care what I did with them. Have ten valets if you want. Then he dismissed me with a wave of his hand. He had his own agenda and I knew to stay out of it, and I would be just fine. So that’s what I did. I walked around and told the mothers that I am looking for a boy to be my valet. If their boy was chosen then they would receive extra food rations. It was one way to help a family. Even if it was just one. I knew that my plan would work and I could have my pick of any of them. Its kind of evil to think that way. But, its what I was thinking. I thought I would get the most handsome best looking one and He would be my valet. Also known as lover. I told the ladies that boys of the ages of nine and ten will only be considered, and I would choose the winner tomorrow. The ladies ran off to go and preen and groom their boys. Because they knew that if their boy stayed with me he would be fed well at the very least. Not to mention their family would get more to eat. Sad how little we gave them. I think that’s why in my life a lot of the time I would be hungry and not allow myself to eat. To feel the pains of hunger. It only seemed right I guess. Since I forced so many to feel those pains. I was smiling at my thought of having a boy. I just hoped he could love me. I know I wanted to love him. It was hard though because I knew he would allow me to do whatever I wanted to him. I just wanted him to want me too. Not feel he has no choice in what I do to his body. I will make that very clear. If he chooses not to that’s fine. But, it would be hard not to just do whatever I want. But, I am a boy lover not a boy rapist. There is a difference. People nowadays think they are the same. They are not. A boy of any age past about five knows if he likes something or not. They can make a choice about it. I know when i tried something with my little cousin he was around six he said no he didn’t like it. So I stopped. So boys can decide what they want or don’t want. So that night I couldn’t keep my hand off my cock. I must have wanked eight times thinking of the gorgeous boy I hoped would soon share my bed as a lover. I woke up a bit later then normal had the breakfast my cook made for me. I always order too much so she can take some home with her. The people who get my food probably think I eat like a horse. But, actually I eat very little. In the morning just two pieces of toast and a couple cups of coffee. Lunch I usually skip and for dinner just a light meal. So her family is pretty well fed. She has a husband and three daughters between nine and fourteen. If I wanted a little girl I could have easily had my pick of any of them. My cook already told me as much. I told her thank you but no. She seemed relieved yet, a bit sad. I guess she thought I didn’t think her daughters were good enough for me. They were all three very cute. Its just not my thing. Not judging anyone who wants them. Its just not me. So I had my toast and coffee and went to the field to judge the boys. I walked over and told the mothers to line up their boys. They did so quickly. It was pretty damn cold, out that day, and the wind just cut to the bone. I told the boys to march next to me to a building that was nearby. The mothers were told to wait or go back to their dorms. We had the audacity to call them that. What it really was it was a building that had maybe 60 beds in it. Stacked on top of each other four high. We packed them in like sardines. But, didn’t treat them nearly as nice. There was an open common area for people to sit around in. Most people were to tired from the forced labor and the lack of food. So they usually just slept or laid around. The boys all followed me into the building. I told them all to strip to nothing. Every one of them without a hesitation did as I asked them. I walked in front of each boy and inspected them. The third boy was just amazingly gorgeous. He had very short black hair and these amazing brown eyes. His cock looked absolutely perfect. His balls were high and tight. I reached down and felt his cock and it immediately sprung to attention. I saw a couple other of the boys sprout wood as they saw his. The next boy was kind of cute but not as cute as the one before. As became my custom after the third boy I reached down and rubbed his cock. I did this on every one after that. I will be honest I wouldn’t do that now. I did it then because I could and felt I had the right, entitled as some would say, to inspect the merchandise. I got to the end of the about thirty boys all of them standing in a line all still sporting wood. My cock was straining at the seams as it was. I got to the last boy and he was so thin I could see his heart beat. He wasn’t what you would say gorgeous. He wasn’t ugly by any means. Just plain. Nothing about him stood out on him and said here I am except. He had the most amazing green eyes you would ever want to see. As I reached down and fondled his cock. He looked at me and smiled a pretty smile. None of the other boys smiled. They just did as they were told. His cock was already hard. When I started. It wasn’t huge, it was maybe two inches if that. But it was pretty and damn so were his eyes. His skin was very soft I know this because I rubbed my hand up from his little cock up to his face. He smiled the entire time. “Whats your name?” “I am Benjamin Lebowitz sir.” “Do you know who I am?” “Yes sir. You are Major Hans Lechter. Second in command at Buchenwald Prison.” “Do you know why I have called you boys here today?” “Yes sir you are looking for a valet.” “Do you want to be my valet?” “Yes sir. Very much sir.” “Why do you want to be my valet?” The boy turned three shades of red. “Do you want the extra rations is that it?” I ask. “Yes sir it would be nice for my family.” “But, not for you?” “No sir it would be nice for me too. But. Mostly for my sister. She is very sick, and has been for the past few weeks.” “Whats wrong with her?” “Momma thinks its pneumonia.” “Oh.” Is all I could muster. I dismissed all the boys but, three. It was the third boy of course. Another that had an amazing cock it had to be four inches and it was a bit bigger around then my thumb. What a fun thing to play with. I told them to dress and follow me to my office. Once there I walked around my desk and sat down. The boys stood in front of it and Benjamin proceeded to get undressed again. The other boys noticed and quickly followed suit. I didn’t tell them to mind you. At least this time. “Benjamin why did you get undressed?” I ask. “I figured you wanted us to be naked sir.” I nod for them to sit down. I look at Benjamin again and his legs are pretty scrawny. His feet are cute though. Not really into feet but, his are cute. I look at his not very impressive cock. Which is either still hard or hard again. The other boys are limp. The third boy who is amazingly cute he isn’t thin at all. He is very well built. He has muscles shining through muscles. His little six pack and V are making my cock throb. Then I look at the other boy. I am really not impressed with him at all except for that cock. I rule him out before I even give them the test that I have prepared for them. “Whats your name?” I ask the cute boy. “Hiram Finklestein Sir.” What an awful name for such a gorgeous boy I think to myself. “Hiram do you want to be my valet?” “My mother wants me to be sir.” “But, you don’t want to?” “I want to sir. But, I think my mother wants it more then anything.” “OK boys I have prepared a test for you to take. Its very simple just answer and be honest.” I lean over to hand the tests to the boys and Benjamin jumps up and takes them from me and hands them to the other boys who were just reaching. Hm I think, another point for this boy. He has several already. It is a simple test asking what a valet does and some basic math questions and a few about themselves. After they are all done I notice Benjamin takes the longest as he is writing furiously. I can tell he is eager to get this job. I am starting to get eager to give it to him. Once they are done I have them come around and hand me their tests. I look at them as they do ogling their young bodies. I take their paper and tell them. “Alright boys, go ahead and get dressed I will decide by dinner time. I will send my Sergeant for the winner then.” After they all leave I cant take it any longer. I pull out my cock and have a wank right at my desk. I am just 23 I do have a hell of a sexual appetite. Even for that age it was huge. I usually wanked several times a day. As I was jerking furiously on my cock I thought about each boy and what I would like to do with them. As I am stroking my mind keeps going to those beautiful green eyes and that angelic smile, and that’s what I came to was his smile. Yep he is the one. The plain one with the amazing eyes. Benjamin Lebowitz was my first valet. I had a new one each year after that. But, we may get to that, and why. Sometimes though I would have two and even towards the end three a year. I read through their papers and the first two boys were pretty much the same. Benjamin’s stood out. His father had died before he was born and he had never known him. The other twos fathers were still living and here of course. That clinches it for me then I think. The other two have fathers to try and look out for them and their family. Benjamin and his mom and sister were all alone. They needed the help the most. After my Sargent got back from his lunch I called him into my office. “Go and get Benjamin Lebowitz for me. After you bring him here have him sit in the front office until I am ready to see him. Then go and get his mother and sister and move them to the hospital ward, His sister is sick with probably pneumonia. Make sure the doctor sees her right away at my order.” “Yes sir Herr Major.” He saluted and I returned it and he left to carry out my orders. My orders were never questioned. I was second in command and an SS man at that. So no one dared question me. After a few minutes I hear the outer office door open and I here my Sergeant telling Benjamin to sit and wait until I call him in. Then I hear my Sergeant leave to finish his orders. I sit and finish the paperwork I was working on. One thing about the Nazis they did love paperwork. Everything had to be documented. At least three times. Arg I never ran out of paperwork that’s for sure. Once I was done with this batch, I raising my voice say. “Benjamin come in here I am ready to see you.” Once he walks in his smile is beaming. “Did I get the job Major Lechter?” “Yes you did now sit down please.” He did as I had asked of course. He also looks at me a bit funny because I said please. Prisoners aren’t asked to do anything. They are told to do things. Please is not a word they hear from an officer. “Now here is what I expect from you. I expect you to be a good valet. I want all of my boots shined any time they may need it. In this muddy area its nearly every day you will polish a pair. I expect you to either press or have my uniforms pressed. I expect you to keep my bedroom neat and tidy. I also expect you to keep the living room neat and tidy as well. My cook keeps the kitchen and bathroom spic and span but, you need to do the rest. Also at night you will bath me help me get ready for bed. You will be with me all the time every day. You will also run errands for me through the day as well. Do you feel you can handle this position and is it a position you want to have?” “Yes Major Lechter I can, and want to do this job. I promise I will do my very best for you Herr Major.” “OK then. You just sit there I have a lot more paperwork to do until I can go.” I get back to filling out form after form. He just sits there and watches me. Every time I look up and hes sees me looking at him he smiles. Once I more then just glance at him. “Do you need something Herr Major?” “No. But, if you like you may pick out any of the books from those shelves over there and read it if you like. Or I can give you some paper and a pencil and you may draw if you like.” “I think I would like both Herr Major if that’s not asking too much.” “That would be fine. You go find a book and I will get the paper and pencil for you.” As I do this, He gets up and walks over and looks through them all at least twice. I watch him out of the corner of my eye as he does. He after the third time looking through picks a book. He walks over to his new chair silently sits down and starts reading. After a good while he starts drawing. I look up and after a while his head is nodded over and he is sound asleep, very lightly snoring. I admire him as he does. His face isn’t really so plain I think. He is actually kind of lovely. But, he is so thin. He wont be for long. I will feed him very well. Once, I am nearly done with my paperwork when I hear a light knock on my door. “Enter.” I say without looking up. I know who it is and why. “Herr Major. It is five o’clock and I have my work completed. Do you need anything else from me?” “No Sergeant that will be all.” “Thank you Herr Major.” He salutes and takes off for home. He has a baby on the way. His first. I wonder what that’s like going home to a little house to a wife and kids. Having a happy home life. It must be nice. Benjamin was awakened by this and stirs in his chair. He looks at me with sorrow in his eyes. Like he messed up or something. I just look at him and get back to work. I think to myself I should have assured him he was fine. I get nearly done with my paperwork and look up at him. He smiles again. This time not as sure of if its good or not. “Come here let me see what you have drawn.” I say motioning to him. He gets his drawings and brings them around to me. There are only two and they are actually pretty good for a boy his age. Hell who am I kidding for any age. Young Benjamin has some real talent. In both of them I am pictured. I suppose its because I was in front of him. The first one I am looking at and doing paperwork. Its so good it even looks like me. In the second one I am leaning back in my chair and smiling. I look at it and think when was the last time I smiled. I don’t ever really remember being happy. Even as a child I wasn’t really happy. I was always scared someone would figure out my secret. I was constantly worried. I always thought that when I was little and I was attracted to boys that in time it would turn into being attracted to men. It never did. Still attracted to boys. I have always been lonely because I didn’t, well couldn’t trust anyone into my life. I have grown used to it over the years. I cock my head when I see me smiling. I am certain he has never seen me smile before. Hell whats to smile about. I live in a work camp and see men and women beaten or shot for no reason whatsoever. Not a lot to smile about in this world anymore. “What in the world made you draw me with a smile?” I ask. “I just thought you should do it more. I think it would look nice, and honestly Herr Major I think you always look pretty sad.” I look at it again and furl my brow and kind of frown at it. “Do you know where I live?” “Yes Herr Major.” “Go and tell my cook I will be home in fifteen minutes.” “Yes Herr Major.” He says clicks his heels then zips out of the room. I finish the last batch of paperwork in about ten minutes as I knew I would do. Its about a five minute walk to my little house and I start to walk back. When I walk through the front door, I see Benjamin sitting on the floor and polishing my boots from ankara otele gelen escort yesterday. They were caked with mud. Now they look pretty good. Actually better then what I would have done. He looks up at me as I walk in and smiles at me. I nod towards him and walk into the kitchen. “Anna I don’t know what you cooked but it smells very nice.” “Thank you Herr Major.” I look at the little table I eat at and it is set for one. “Anna please set a plate for Benjamin. He will be eating with me from now on.” “Yes Herr Major.” She says and quickly gets a setting for Benjamin on the table. She puts the food on the table. “Herr Major I made some strudel for you. It is in the bread box for later.” “Thank you Anna. Did you pack some for your family as well?” “Yes Herr Major.” “Good. You have a nice evening. I will see you in the morning.” “Yes Herr Major.” She says and leaves through the back door. “I walk back out and look at Benjamin and he is still shining my boots. I swear I could see my reflection in them from a crossed the room. He was good. “Are you ready to eat Benjamin?” “Yes Herr Major.” “When we are alone please call me Hans. I don’t remember the last time anyone called me by my name.” “Yes Herr Major. I mean Hans.” “Come with me we need to wash our hands before we eat.” “Yes sir.” We went to the little bathroom and I started to wash my hands he followed suit. His nails were way too long. We need to take care of that today. I will trim them down after we eat. Once I am done I motion for him to follow me. I sit at the table and he looks at me funny. “Its OK if you eat with me.” I guess he felt that the help shouldn’t eat with the boss or maybe the Jew with the gentile. Not sure don’t care. I sit down and I take a portion of the roast beef. I get a large helping of potatoes and start to eat. He hasn’t made an attempt to get anything. “Why aren’t you eating?” “I figured I would get whatever was left.” I shake my head no at him as I am chewing a piece of the roast. I reach out and put a large piece of meat on his plate and some potatoes. I butter a slice of bread and put it on there as well. “Are you sure? That’s a lot.” By this time I had finished chewing. “Yes. If you want more after that help yourself.” He takes a bite of the roast beef and smiles. “Its been forever since I had meat. It tastes so good.” He says smiling. Then he follows it with a bite of potatoes. Then some buttered bread. I thought for a second that he is treating this like a feast. Then I thought. Hell for him it probably is. I really do try the best I can to feed them. They give me so little money to do it. I get the best prices I can. But, I can get a lot of damn potatoes for what I get and not very much meat. I figure a fuller belly is better. At least I hope so. He is done eating and his hands folded in his lap and I am not even half done eating. “Would you like some more?” “No Herr Ma.. I mean Hans.” He says while eyeing the meat. I just look at him a moment and put another large portion of meat on his plate and some more potatoes. He looks at me as if to ask of its really OK. “Go ahead eat.” I say motioning to his plate with my knife I have in my hand. He does just that. As I watch him I can tell he is getting full as he has slowed down. Not much but, a little. I decide to have a little more potatoes as they were extra good tonight. When I finish I sit my knife and fork a crossed my plate. I have a drink of the milk that Anna had set out for us. He does the same and drinks his until its gone. “Would you like some more?” “No sir. But, thank you.” I start to ask him again to call me Hans. But, sir is fine it is respectful. So I accept that. At this he gets up and takes the dishes and sits them in the sink and starts the water. “Leave them there. Anna will do them in the morning.” “Are you sure sir. I don’t mind.” “No leave them for her. I did them once and she acted hurt I did them. I guess it makes her feel important or that its part of her job and maybe I thought she wasn’t doing it well enough. I don’t know but, I don’t do them anymore.” “Yes sir. May I get anything for you?” “Yes please get me a cigarette and a lighter from the coffee table box.” Back then I smoked. Back then it seemed everyone smoked. I stopped when I turned 45. I just didn’t want to do it anymore. He did as I asked and returned a moment later with a cigarette and a table lighter. I lit my cigarette and he returned the lighter to its rightful place. I smoked and he came back in and set down and watched me. I reach over and turn on the radio and some nice music is playing. It was a treat for him I can tell because well its Nazi Germany they weren’t allowed to have radios. He is bouncing his head along to the music as it plays. “You like music?” “Yes sir. I used to play the violin. But, it was broken.” “Oh. Did you like it?” “Yes sir.” “If you are a good valet as I think you already are proving to be I will get you another. Then you can practice and turn out to be an excellent violinist.” “I will try to please you sir.” “I know you will. You have the job and I don’t fire my help. I stick with them and if they need some help to learn something I will do that. I found I rarely make mistakes when I judge someones character. I do believe you are a good boy and will do his best to do as I ask. You will also find that no one will reprimand you but me. If they do so, tell me immediately. You are now my valet and no one will question you no matter what you do. Now if you abuse this I will punish you severely. Is that understood?” “Yes sir.” “Now I noticed that you left the book you chose in my office. I put it in my satchel as well as some more paper and some pencils so you will have something to do this evening other then stare at me.” I say to him nicely. “I wanted to bring it. But. I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to or not.” “You may always bring home a book to read Benjamin.” “Sir people I like call me Ben. Would you do so as well please?” “Yes I can, and will do that. Ben why don’t you go get the book and or the paper and pencils whichever you decide to do, or both if you desire.” “Thank you sir.” “Your very welcomed. Also before we go to bed Anna has made some apple strudel for us to enjoy.” I Swear I saw his eyes light up and his taste buds jump out of his mouth at the mere thought of a sweet treat. He did have a huge smile on his face at the thought, that’s for certain. He went over to my satchel and got out the book, the paper and pencils. He set the papers and pencil on the coffee table and sat down on the floor with the book. I walk through the kitchen door and see him on the floor. “You can sit on the couch if you like.” “No sir. My clothes are too dirty to sit on your beautiful couch.” “Yes we will have to go into town tomorrow and get you some suitable clothes for a valet of mine. But, you may still sit on the couch.” “No sir only if I take off my dirty clothes. I don’t want to chance ruining your fine couch.” “If you would like to that’s fine.” I say. He strips off his pants and shirt. Then climbs up on the couch. I can see his little tummy poking out from the biggest dinner he has probably had in some time. It makes me smile that I can spoil at least one of these poor deprived boys. I sit in my chair and get my book from the table beside it. I turn on the reading lamp and start to read my book. After a while he comes over and sits next to me in the chair. “I hope you don’t mind sir. But, it was hard to read in the light over there.” He says. “No that’s just fine Ben.” I say and it just feels natural to wrap my arm around his shoulders and pull him close to me. He leans in and is reading his book as I am. I guess we probably sat like that for two hours reading. By this time I cant stop hearing that strudel calling my name telling me to come eat it. I am really very content sitting there to be honest. As the time wore on he had scooted so his head was on my belly and his legs were dangling over the edge of the chair. For a while he would lightly swing them then other times not. It was very comfortable. Not to mention very relaxing. A boy lying naked on me. It seems the most natural thing in the world. I slip out from under him and go to the kitchen to the bread box. I open it and inside are two plates with strudel on them. On one plate it is nearly covered the other has a much smaller piece, maybe a few bites. I carry out the two pieces to the living room I set the plates on the coffee table and he looks at them, well stares is more the word. I go back to get some forks and some milk to wash it down and I get back and he is sitting at the table on the floor and has put the small piece in front of him. He is nearly drooling and doesn’t take his eyes off of it. “Why do you have my piece?” I ask him. “What?” “I said why did you take my piece. I just wanted a little bit tonight. The big piece is for you.” His eyes lit up as he saw I wasn’t joking and switched the pieces. I then handed him a fork and set the milk down on the table for him. He didn’t scarf this down. “Sir I think this is too much for me. Please have some of it.” He says starting to cut it in half with his fork. “No Ben you eat it. I get treats all the time.” I watched as he savored every bite of it. Chasing each bite with a small sip of milk. I do the same as it cleanses the pallet so you can taste each bite to its fullest. It really brought joy to my heart watching him eat it that and, Anna makes a great strudel. Honestly she makes everything great. She used to be a restaurant owner until the Nazis, well we took it from her. I didn’t like it nor did I think it was fair. But, I like many others allowed it to happen. After I was done I sat my plate on the table and drank the last of my milk. I put the glass on the table as well thinking I will take it into the kitchen when I get up. When Ben was done he took it all in and he rinsed them off as well. He returned after that and retook his position laying with his head on my belly. His tummy was sticking out even further then before. But he seems very happy now and content. We sat like that until I heard the clock chime nine. “It is time for our baths and bed now. I keep a tight schedule. I stick to it. You will learn it and be on it soon as well.” “Yes sir.” I went to the bathroom and started the water. When I got it to the temperature I like I say to him. “This is how I like my bath. I expect you to run my bath from now on and I expect it to be this temperature.” He feels under the tap and feels the water running over his hand and nods. As the tub fills I walk into the bedroom and I hand him a hanger. I take off my jacket and hand it to him. He hangs it. I have him help me take off my boots as they are pretty tight and some help is good. After that is done I stand and take off my pants and hand them to him. He puts them on the hangar and folds them over nicely to prevent any wrinkles. I then take off my shirt and he puts it in the basket with the other shirts that are soiled. I then take off my underwear and toss them in the same basket. I remove my socks last as the floors are a bit chilly in the bathroom because its tile. I toss those in the basket as well. I then walk into the bathroom with Ben right behind me. I climb in the tub and he stands and waits for me to get situated. He grabs a wash cloth and gets it soaped up. “It would be easier if you were in here with me.” I say. I watch as he climbs over the side of the big claw footed tub. His ass is right in the edge and his foot on the ground and legs are straight. So that gives an idea of how tall he is. Maybe four feet at most. Probably less though. I never measured him so I don’t really know. He slips in the tub facing me. He soaps the wash cloth again and starts to wash my face and neck. He is standing and leaning over as he does this. It was not lost on me that he has a hard on. He has for most of the night. I would sneak glimpses of it as I turned pages. Once I laid my hand on it as I was reading and it bounced for a good while against my hand. He washes my face very carefully then my neck. He rinses the cloth and then rinses of my face and neck. He then soaps up the cloth again and washes my chest. “Sir you will have to stand up so I can get the rest of you, or get on your knees at the least.” I stand as its just easier. Amazingly my cock isn’t at full mast. Its just semi hard. He rubs soap on my belly then he starts to wash my cock and balls. Well. That was the end of that being a semi. It was immediately hard as he stroked his hand over it several times to clean it. All the while rubbing his soapy hand on my balls. The entire time he is doing this in my head is the popular song I saw in a movie with Bing Crosby Love is Near. “Sir, I will suck you if you allow my sister to see the doctor.” He says looking up at me smiling. “Ben I don’t want you to do things that you don’t want to do. I would love for you to suck me. But, not for a favor but, because you want to. Besides your sister and mother are already in the hospital ward. I had that done after my sergeant got you.” “Really?” He says surprised. “Yes Ben, really. I have no reason to lie to you.” At that he popped my cock into his mouth. It felt absolutely heavenly. He was stroking his hand up and down the shaft and bobbing his head up and down. I reached down and t took every ounce of righteousness in me to pull him off of me. “Ben I don’t want you to do things because you think it is what I will like. But, if it is something you like then that is fine. Besides how did you learn to do that?” “We have needed food a lot. I found that certain men really like a boy to suck them, and they are willing to pay for it.” “Do you like doing it?” I ask looking at his hard cock. He thinks for a minute trying to find his words to convey what he is thinking properly. “Sometimes I do if the man is strong and handsome like you. If they are dirty or fat I don’t like it at all. But, I have kind of been hoping that this is what you wanted me for.” He says very seriously. “If that is true we will do that a lot. Has a man ever done it for you?” “No but one man used to like to rub it for me. It would start to feel really good like something good was about to happen and then he would stop. So when I got home one time I started to try it by myself and my mother caught me. She didn’t say anything but, I was so embarrassed I never have tried it since.” “Well I think tonight we shall see what that is you have been missing.” I say and smile thinking I have certainly made the right choice of the group of boys. It wasn’t a pervy smile. I was pleased. He grins ear to ear. “I knew you would look nice with a smile.” I just shake my head at him and keep smiling. For the first time in for ever I can feel I am happy. Not because I am going to have sex with this boy but, that I feel so at peace with it, and with him. He scoots around me at this and washes my bum and crack. Then the top of my legs. I sit back down and he washes my back as I lean forward for him. He then starts to get my hair wet and wash it as well. It feels so grand to feel his little fingers massaging my scalp. He then rinses out my hair and then works around me to get my feet and lower legs. Once he is done I get the cloth and have him stand in front of me. I get the cloth soaped up and wash his face neck and chest. I then rinse him and watch the water run down his smooth young body. He is really very handsome now that he is getting cleaner. It doesn’t hurt that he is smiling the entire time. His beautiful green eyes staring down at my hands as I wash him. I then wash his lovely little cock and balls. Like him I didn’t bother with a cloth at this part. I wanted to feel him again, and feel my fingers slide up and down his slippery shaft. It felt heavenly that’s for sure. I finished washing him there and got his legs and had him lift his feet so I could get them as well. I had him turn around and I got his back and had him bend over to wash his bum and to see and wash his hole. It was a pretty pink pucker and as I soaped it up I couldn’t help myself I slipped a finger in half way. “Oww.” He yelps. “I’m sorry I just wanted to feel inside of you. I wont do it again.” “No you can if you want to sir. I just was surprised is all.” “Are you sure?” “If you want to I want you to.” So I slipped my finger in slowly this time. It was so tight around my finger I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt. My cock was throbbing at the thought of it going in that little tight hole. I nearly came from the thought. I slid my finger in and out a few times, and felt a little bump in there. I noticed as I touched it he would moan a little. So I just kept my finger in there and started just rubbing that spot. Later in life I found out its the prostate. I had no idea as I was ignorant on things like this other then my desires. I did that for a good few minutes and he let out a loud moan and I felt his ass squeeze my finger in pulses. He was panting hard now as he was doing this and I was doing what I was doing. After a moment I stopped and pulled out my finger. He turned around and looked at me smiling, and panting. “I know what comes next now.” I smile at him and he leans into me and hugs me. I cant help but to hug him back. What boy lover can resist a nice hug. I kiss him in the cheek. “Hans you can do that anytime.” “I may do it often, we will see.” I really don’t know to be honest what I am going to do. I mean I can do anything to him I desire with zero repercussions. I mean who here cares what I do to a Jewish boy. Well, I do for one. I don’t want to hurt him that’s the furthest thing from my mind. But oh I do want to make love to him. “I think we should get out of this tub before we turn into prunes.” He just giggles. Its so nice to be here alone with him and no one judging or thinking harshly of either of us. Because if they knew the truth about me I would be sent to an extermination camp of that I am sure. Sexual deviants just aren’t tolerated. We get out and I hand him a towel to dry with and I dry myself off. We go into the bedroom and I get out my manicure kit. I start with his hands and get them done I trim them and polish them with a brush as well. A boy of mine will look presentable that’s for certain. I then trim his toes and then polish them just because for some reason I like touching his feet and I lay one right on my cock and it feels so smooth and soft against it. I think for some reason I want to fuck his feet. I’ve never thought such a thing before. But, they are just so damn cute. At this moment I think that I wish I could just take him and his family and escape to Argentina. I just want this moment to last forever the tenderness and the affection öveçler escort we are both feeling at this moment. It is truly the moment I fell in love with him. I still love him to this day. He has a very special place in my heart. Not just because he was the first. But, because he is just that damn special. He was with me for nearly a year. But, he always had me trim his nails after that. He liked it as much as I did. Funny thing is that I did it with other boys and it was just a task it wasn’t something special. Odd how things are I guess. But after a century of living you tend to say fuck it that’s just how it is. After I got done trimming his nails I shut off the lamp and we laid down in bed together. He never thought about or asked about sleeping anywhere else. He knew where he wanted his place to be and that was next to me. Funny thing though as hard and horny as I was we didn’t do anything else that night. He just cuddles up to me and we sleep a hard long sleep. I actually wake the next morning and he is polishing my boots I had worn the day before. He is sitting in the chair in my room and polishing the shit out of them. He is smiling while he is doing this task. I just lie there and watch him. He doesn’t even notice I am awake as he does this. He is humming a little song. I don’t know what it is but he is humming it softly and it sounds very pretty. I just listen and watch. After maybe five minutes he looks over and sees me watching. “Good morning sir. Did you sleep well?” “Yes I did. Did you sleep well?” “The best I have in ages.” He says still smiling. I smile back at him. “You look nice with a smile.” “Thank you.” I get out of bed and as I walk by him I ruffle his hair. I go and take care of my morning rituals. Urinate, wash my face and then shave. Shaving is the most ridiculous thing. You wake up and barely can see and put something sharp against your face. Just stupid. After I am done I walk back out to the bedroom and Ben has my uniform laid out on the bed for me with clean socks, underwear and a clean shirt as well. My tie is around the bed post where I put it last night as I do every night. I get dressed and he helps me put on my socks and gets the freshly polished boots and slips them on my feet. “Go and see if Anna is here yet.” I tell him. He rushes out forgetting he is naked and zips back in as quick as he left but a lot more red. “I forgot I was naked.” “I don’t think Anna cares.” “Will you go get my clothes please?” He asks no he begs. I smile at him again. Wow I am smiling a lot lately. I go and get his ratty clothes that really are just rags. I take them in and he puts them on. We go out to the kitchen and Anna is sitting a cup of coffee on the table for me. I sit down and take a sip. I spoon in a bit of sugar and then take another sip. “Anna my valet I think will need more then toast for breakfast. Would you make him some eggs to go with his toast.” “Yes Herr Major.” She quickly gets out two eggs and starts to fry them up. The toast she is making for me is done as she is doing this. She pops it on a plate and sits it in front of me. I take a bite. “Don’t you put anything on your toast?” Ben asks. “No I like it dry.” I say. I pick up the newspaper and start reading it. I don’t know why I bother its nothing but propaganda anyway. Kind of like Fox news is today. I read and eat my toast then sip the last of my coffee. Like magic it is refilled and I add another bit of sugar. I finish the paper. “Anna call my Sargent and have him bring around a staff car. I need to get Ben some clothes that are more fitting for my valet.” “Yes Herr Major.” Sometimes I wonder if she can say anything else. Its always yes Herr Major. I know she does say more but, usually she is busy and I just leave her to do whatever she is up to. But, we have had some very in depth conversations about her life before Hitler and the goons took over. She had a pretty pleasant and happy life. Earning a living how she loved by cooking for people. Some people say they have a calling from god. After the things I have seen I don’t believe there is a god. But, if there is that is her calling from him or her. I mean I cant see a god sit back and watch their chosen people get slaughtered time and again. It makes no sense to me. But, those are my feelings and they may be different then yours, and that’s OK. I love that we now have a choice to express what we want without fear of any penalty. I suppose there are still places in the world you cant. But, I live in America now, and can stand on the street corner and call the president anything I want at the top of my lungs and I may get arrested for disturbing the peace but not for what I say. People take that for granted because they have never known different and they are lucky for it. Anyway I am rambling on now. So the first morning my Sargent shows up with the staff car and I get in back and I motion Ben to get in back with me. I tell the sergeant to take us to the haberdasher I always go to. We arrive and I walk in and Ben is a few steps behind me. “Get out of here you filthy Hew you aren’t allowed in here.” A lady screams at him. He looks up at her startled. I spin around and look at her. “He is my valet and we are getting him some appropriate clothing for his position. If that’s alright with you.” I snap at her. “Oh of course Herr Major. It is absolutely fine with me sir.” “I figured it would be.” I say with contempt in my voice. “Now why don’t you do your job and measure him and get him outfitted.” She hesitates. “NOW!!” I bark at her. She quickly takes him and starts doing not as asked but as ordered. She grabs a few pairs of slacks and has him go into the dressing room and slip them on. She marks them for alterations. She then has him try on jackets and she finds a few that fit perfectly with no alterations. “He will need some shoes as well. I suggest three pairs. Two black one brown. Maybe one of the black pairs should be boots similar to mine.” He had mentioned he likes my boots last night as we were reading. We would read and every now and then he would tell me something. After I say this he looks at me and smiles a little. Not enough that anyone else could see. I can see he is pleased he is being treated as a person instead of trash. I’m pretty damn pleased about it too. Its kind of nice to put people in their place at times. After about an hour wait we have him outfitted in a very nice suit with his black shiny boots. Unfortunately he has to wear his star of David on his sleeve. I can get away with a lot. But sadly that’s not something even I can get away with. A Jew is required by law to wear the star so everyone can see they are a Jew. Sad and ridiculous. But, it is the law punishable by death. So we wont try to get away with that. After we leave the shop I tell the horrible lady to bill the camp for the clothes. When I get the bill from her I will reject payment just to punish her. She has no recourse. I will show her hatred. Call my boy a filthy Jew will you. He is sweet and kind hearted unlike her. We go back to camp and by this time I am way behind on everything. I have my Sargent get the paperwork from all the others so I can review it and make sure everything is correct and no one is pilfering where they shouldn’t be. I had one guard imprisoned for stealing potatoes. I was disgusted he was selling them to the Jews who were supposed to be getting them anyway. I caught one guard giving a glass of milk to some children every day. Him I gave an extra rations of milk to. He has compassion and I can tell he hates this shit as much as I do. I go into my office and sit down and turn on my desk lamp and start in on the endless supply of paperwork. Benjamin has gotten his book and his papers from my satchel and sits down and reads for a while. Round about noon time I look up at him. “Why don’t you go ask Anna to bring our lunch down to the office.” “Yes Herr Major.” He says without question, and takes off like a shot. My Sargent watches him as he races out leaving my office door open. The Sargent gets up and closes it without a word. He saw how I treated the woman at the store and he knows he doesn’t want me to be angry with him. About fifteen minutes later he comes back with Anna and he is helping carry things for her. “Thank you Benjamin.” She says to him. “Herr Major will it be a continued thing me bringing your lunch here?” “No Anna it wont we will be coming home for lunch most days. I am just way behind today and didn’t feel I had the time to go home for lunch today. I do apologize if its an inconvenience.” “No Herr Major. Its not I just wanted to know so I could have it ready for you and bring it around noon time.” She says and she gets out some sandwiches for us. She pours Ben some milk from the bottle and me some coffee from a thermos. I don’t even bother stopping work as she does this. I do however sip some coffee. Granted we have coffee in the office but my sergeant sucks at making coffee and I rarely drink it here. Anna has offered to come and make it for me because she has heard me complain about how awful it is. I told her its fine not to bother. I will drink water which is better for me anyway. After she is done she asks me. “Do you want me to wait until you are done?” “No Anna we will carry it home when we get done.” “Yes Herr Major.” She takes off out of the office quickly closing my door softly as not to interrupt me. As I work I take a bite and then a sip off coffee. As I sip the last of my coffee Benjamin who is watching intently as I eat jumps up to fill my cup. He even put sugar in it for me as well. “Thank you.” I say as I smile at him and ruffle his short hair. He smiles back and says. “Your welcome Herr Major.” After we get done eating he takes the plates and places them gently back into the basket. He again refills my coffee. As he is doing this I look up and say to him. “Ben I want you to go for two hours to visit your sister and your mother at the infirmary. I also want you to take the basket with you and give them whatever is left. I know Anna always packs way too much.” His look was priceless. I wish I could make every boy in the world that happy. Let me rephrase that. Every child in the world. He just grinned ear to ear and he picked up the basket carefully and he went out the door and pulls it closed softly. I sit there and get back to my paperwork and fuck it was boring. How many pounds of potatoes did we buy. At what cost. How many prisoners are here. How many died. Just honestly petty bullshit, not the deaths but the rest such as. How much production did we get. How much scrap material. It was never ending. I keep glancing up to glance at Ben and recall he isn’t there. He has worked his way into my heart quickly. Maybe because I was so lonely. Maybe because he is so sweet. I don’t know but, he did. I get up and turn on the radio in my office. Something I rarely do. But, I do like to have it sometimes. They are playing classical music which I do enjoy. It is Chopin’s Minute walts then it goes into Fur Elise. I lean back and listen to Fur Elise and close my eyes and just enjoy the artist tickle his fingers on the ivory as he plays the song. I enjoy the pictures flying through my head as I listen. I picture a boy playing and then being chased by a friend or brother in the fast parts then the slower parts they are talking and playing a game. After that it is Moonlight Sonata. I open my eyes because I need to get all this crap done before I can leave. I listen to the songs beauty and imagine my life well, Germany before this insanity took place. The happiness we all had. Granted we were all broke as the economy was for shit. But, we were happy. Well. Other people were happy. I was always what my father called a serious boy. If he knew why I was so serious he would have beaten me for sure. But, I was a good boy. I did as I was told and did well in my studies. I work to get done with the paperwork. I hear the door open and in walks Ben. Its been two hours I think and look at the clock and check. It has been two hours nearly to the minute. He sits the basket down and takes his boots off and is using some newspaper to wipe off the mud. I smile to myself because I am just looking out up from the paper work not moving my head. I am glad he is taking good care of his new things I think. Once he is done he retakes his seat and starts drawing a picture. I look up a while later and it is nearly five. A few minutes later I hear a knock on my door. “Enter.” In walks my Sergeant. “Herr Major my work for the day is completed. Do you need anything else from me sir?” He asks standing at attention. “No that will be all.” “Herr Major tomorrow is Saturday will you be needing me at all?” “I don’t think so no. If I do I will have Anna call you or have Benjamin come and retrieve you. But, I don’t see any reason I will need you tomorrow. Enjoy your time with your bride.” I say and smile at him. He cocks his head at my smile as its not normal. “Thank you Herr Major. I will definitely enjoy my time with my wife.” He of course salutes and leaves. Usually I work on the weekend and make him come in on most Saturdays. But, to be honest. This shit will be here when I get back on Monday. As the clock chimes five I put down my pen. “Ben turn off the radio please.” He jumps up and does just that. I noticed he was enjoying the music as he was sitting I would watch his feet tap the air as they didn’t reach the floor yet. “How was your sister?” “She is doing much better sir. My mother says to thank you.” “I don’t think thanks are needed for doing what is right. Sadly I cant do what is right most of the time. So people look at it as a gift.” He just nods at this wondering what I really mean. I get up and push in my chair. He grabs the basket and we head out of the office building. It is a single office. Mine and my sergeants. I don’t have to share like others. I lock the door and Ben is a step behind me and carrying the basket. I want to carry it. But, it would look odd if I did. Must keep up appearances. We get to my little house and We walk in. Ben sits down and takes off his boots so he doesn’t track mud into the house. Me I don’t even think about such things at this time. What do I care I don’t clean it. After a week or so after watching Ben cleaning up my tracks I start taking them off at the door and have my house shoes sitting next to the door. Ben makes sure they are there. He says I’m old and my feet will get cold. I just laugh and think I’m 23 I’m not old. But, to him I guess I am. As we walk into the house Anna is in the kitchen. I sit down in my chair and pick up the paper from the coffee table Anna has set there for me. I lean back and start to read the paper. “Herr Major would you like some coffee?” Anna asks as she pops out of the kitchen as she hears me come in and not go onto the kitchen. “Yes that would be nice. I think Ben may like some tea or milk.” I say and look at him. “Hot tea would be lovely Anna thank you.” He says with the utmost respect. I smile at him when she leaves and he grins back. Its like we share a secret. We do but he doesn’t know it yet. Its that we both love each other. A few minutes later Anna returns with two cups on saucers. Back in those days I don’t think I ever saw a coffee mug. Anna brought out some sugar and places it on the table with a spoon. I take a spoonful and put it in my coffee. As I finish Ben takes a spoonful and puts it in his tea. “Herr Major will you be ready to eat soon?” “No I am still pretty full from lunch. I think it will be fine if you just leave it in the oven on low heat until we are ready. Go home and enjoy your family Anna.” “Thank you Herr Major.” “Anna did you make a treat today?” “Yes Herr Major I made a chocolate cake sir.” “Why don’t you cut two nice sized pieces for Benjamin and myself and then take the rest to your family.” When I say this her eyes light up and she smiles. “Anna I always allow you to take things home. Why the smile today?” “It is my middle daughters birthday and it is her favorite. I was sneaky and for that I apologize but I was hoping you would allow me to take some home tonight.” She says looking down at the floor. I don’t say anything and fold the paper I had sat on my lap and put it on the table. I walk into my room and open the top drawer. I pull out something slip sit in my pocket and walks back into the living room. “Anna it wouldn’t be nice to take pieces out of her birthday cake before she gets it. I think Ben and I can do without a treat tonight. Don’t you agree Ben?” “Yes Herr Major. It wouldn’t be polite for us to take some of her cake.” “I agree. Anna,” I say as I reach in my pocket and hold out my hand. “This isn’t much and if I give her more someone will take it from her so please give this to her and tell her I say happy birthday.” I lay a pretty red hair ribbon in her hand. “Oh Herr Major thank you so much.” She says smiling. “She will love it thank you sir.” “No Anna thank you. Please go and take the cake with you. Have a wonderful evening.” She just smiles and races out of the room. I hear her stifling her crying as she is packing up the cake. I think what is the world coming to when a little hair ribbon and a cake will make a child so happy. “Anna if I have some candles take them as well.” I shout at the swinging kitchen door. A few moments later I hear the back door open and close. By this time I have picked the paper back up and started reading it again. “Sir can I ask you a question?” I look over the top of the paper at him. “Yes.” “You like Anna don’t you?” “Yes.” He seems to be done and I go back to reading. “Your a nice man aren’t you?” I hear him say. I fold the paper up and sit it back on the table. Its just bullshit anyway. We all know its nothing more then propaganda. But, it is something to do. “Yes and don’t tell people or they will have me shot.” I say with the utmost seriousness. “I wont.” He says shaking his head no to confirm what he is saying is true. “Are you hungry yet?” “Not really. I haven’t eaten this much in a long time. I’m still pretty full from lunch too.” He says. “I usually don’t eat lunch. But, I want you to start having lunch everyday as I think you are too thin.” “Its OK if I don’t. I haven’t for a long time had but, one meal a day. I will probably get fat.” “I doubt that you get fat.” I say smiling at him. “Did you pack your drawings from the office today?” “Yes sir. I thought you may want to see them.” I smile at him. “Yes I would like to.” He hops up and runs to the kitchen to get them from the basket that carried lunch. He zips back and slides up on my lap handing me the drawings. “Oh this must be your sister. She is pretty.” “Yes that’s Avigail. But, we just call her pendik escort Avi.” “Is she feeling better?” “Shes still coughing a lot but she says she feels better.” “That’s good.” “Do you know what Avigail means?” “I’m afraid I don’t.” “It means bringer of joy.” “That’s nice. What does Benjamin mean?” “Son of the south. Mom says her and dad decided it because Israel is south of here. Well, Palestine what used to be Israel.” “I suppose that makes sense.” I look at the other one and it is of him and I outside. I am wearing regular clothes and not a uniform. We are sitting in the grass having a picnic and we are both smiling and look very happy. “I like your drawings. I think I will get you some chalks so you can make better drawings.” He just smiles at me. “No I think you have a talent for it. You are very good. I can always tell exactly who it is you are drawing.” He looks at me serious. “You really think I’m good at it?” “I wouldn’t tell you so if I didn’t think it. I have no reason to lie to you.” This brings another smile from him and he hugs me. I just wrap my arms around him and hold him for a few minutes. He seems to really be enjoying it as much as I am. Its just so nice to be held and hugged. It was a wonderful moment. Before I think I would have gotten hard. But this wasn’t that, it was more then that. It was a special moment we had. I kiss the top of his head as we separate. “I think I would like to go and wish Anna’s daughter a happy birthday in person. I think it would be nice to do that. Then we can go and see your sister a few minutes.” He just smiles and goes and grabs his boots by the door. I get up and we walk down the street him a step behind me. It wouldn’t be appropriate if he was next to me. We walk to one of the apartment buildings some of the lucky families live in. The apartments aren’t really great but, they are private for a family. Anna’s apartment has one bedroom and a small kitchen with a living room. She is very happy to have it. I walk to the building and a man opens the door for me quickly. I walk in and is expected I pound on the door. “It is Major Lechter open the door.” I shout in a gruff voice as is expected. The door quickly opens and I walk through with Ben behind me. Once the door is shut I look around at the family. Its such a small space I wish I could give them bigger. But, its just not to be had. Anna’s daughter smiles at me and I see she already has the ribbon in her hair. “Thank you Herr Major.” “You are very welcomed.” I say and rub my hand down her sweet little cheek. “Yes thank you Herr Major for all you have done for us.” Anna’s husband says. “You deserve it and more. Anna is fantastic and I know you all are as well as she tells me stories sometimes about you. I just wanted to come and say happy birthday in person. I wish I could get you more but, we know someone will steal it from you. I hope that in the future your birthdays are better.” “Herr Major I will always remember this one. Because you made it so nice for me with a gift and a cake.” She says. I smile at her. “Like I said I hope in the future they are better then this. Ben we should go so they can enjoy their family time.” “Yes Herr Major.” He says and clicks his heels acting the part. We leave and walk out and I look at this man on the street with disdain. I don’t know why but. I just don’t like him. Sometimes you get that feeling about someone and its usually right. “You come here.” I say to him as I point. He quickly walks to me. “Yes Herr Major what can I do for you?” He says looking down. He isn’t allowed to look me in the eyes. Its the law. “What is your name?” I bark at him. He says it but its been so long ago I don’t recall it. I think it was Hiram but, I couldn’t be certain. “I want you at my office first thing Monday morning. I want you waiting on the steps when I arrive.” “Yes Herr Major. What time is that?” I slap him hard in the face. “You figure it out. If you aren’t there on the steps when I arrive I will have you shot.” “Yes Herr Major.” I walk away quickly with Ben behind me. We get to the infirmary and we walk in. “I wish to be taken to see his sister.” I order the nurse on duty. She quickly scurries about, and leads me to the room. We all enter and as she exits I shout for her to shut the door. After she does I look at Avigail and smile. “Ben says you are feeling much better.” “Yes Herr Major I wish to thank you.” “Good. I know that makes Ben feel better he doesn’t have to worry about you.” Their mother is sitting next to the bed not exactly knowing what to think of everything that’s happened. I sit down next to the bed on the other side of her mother. “Did you know Ben has a great artistic ability?” I say to his mother. “I know he likes to draw. But, I never really thought about it.” “He is very good. I want to encourage him to draw more. I am going to get him some color chalks so he can draw more. I am going to lie and sign my name on them. I will sell them and then put the money away for you and your family.” “Why?” “I don’t know. But, one day we will find out. Of that I am sure. Ben I am going home. If you would like stay and visit a while. Be back before curfew.” I say and get up and leave. I do go home and I see the same man again. I don’t know what it is I don’t like about him. But it is something. Something about him is just off and I don’t like it. He quickly gets out of my way. Once I get home I sit down in my chair and have a cigarette. I don’t smoke much maybe ten a day at most. But, I recall I did enjoy them. I turn on the radio and listen to a program and a bit later Ben walks in and takes off his boots. He comes and sits on my lap. “Sir why were yo so mean to that man?” “I don’t know I just felt something was off about him. What do you know about him?” “I know hes mean.” “How so?” Ben not knowing if its right to tell because it could cost the man his life hesitates. “Well, when we wait for our potato a lot of the time he will knock down a little kid and steal theirs. One day I saw him steal four from a lady for her family. So the whole family had nothing.” I just nod my head. “Thank you for telling me this. I will deal with him.” “Please don’t shoot him sir.” “I wont. I just have to say things like that. I have only shot one man and he was a soldier. He was raping a woman. I just couldn’t let him live after that. I shot him as he was still raping her.” “Oh.” Is all Ben says. “Are you hungry yet?” “Yes sir.” “OK Let us go see what Anna has prepared for us this evening then.” He and I walk out into the kitchen and I open the oven door and see a lovely sauerbraten and some eonderful kartoffelklosse. (potato dumplings) I take out the dishes and set them on the table. She had already set the table for us. “Ben why don’t you get us some milk.” He gets the milk bottle from the ice box and carefully pours us both a glass of milk. “This sure does look good doesn’t it?” “It sure does.” He says and waits for me to serve him. I sure hope that one day he gets over this waiting for me and just gets what he wants. Soon I think he will. Once he is more comfortable with me and the situation. Once he realizes I like him for him and don’t despise him because he was born Jewish. Its not something you can control. Its like me I was born how I am and that’s just the way it is. We begin to eat and are enjoying it very much. I notice tonight he isn’t eating as quickly. So that’s good. Now that he sees he is going to eat often he is taking his time. This pleases me very much. I watch him and smile. He looks at me and says. “What sir?” Through a mouth full of dumpling. “It just makes me happy to know that you are eating like boy should. Often and a lot.” He smiles back at me with puffy cheeks filled with food. He finishes chewing and swallows then says. “I hope Anna’s daughter has a nice birthday.” “Yes I do too. I wish all of you kids could have good birthdays. It makes me sad.” “What makes you sad?” “My job. I just hate all the terrible things I have to do and how I have to act towards people.” He cocks his head with a questioning look on his face. He leaves it at that and takes a bite of the wonderful meat. After we get done eating he clears the table and rinses the plates off and rinses the glasses out to make the cleaning easier for Anna. He then goes to the living room and gets me a cigarette and the table lighter. I take them from him. “Thank you Ben.” “Your welcomed Hans.” I smile when he calls me my name. With that he departs back to the living room I guess. I sit at the table and smoke my cigarette and watch the blue plumes of smoke as I exhale. Once I finish I snub it out in the ashtray and walk out to the living room and see Ben in the entry way polishing my boots. He is doing it in the buff. “Ben why did you take off your clothing?” “I didn’t want to get polish on them. They are so nice.” “I suppose that makes sense.” I say and grab my book and turn on the reading lamp. I notice once he finishes mine he starts working on his. I smile to myself pleased he is taking good car of his new things. Like I ever had any doubt about it. Poor boy hasn’t had anything nice for fuck knows how long. I start to read and I see him from the corner of my eye carrying our boots into the bedroom and putting them in there. A few minutes later I am engrossed in the book and feel him climb up on the big overstuffed chair next to me. I naturally just wrap my arm around him and pull him close. He just snuggles in with his book. I look to see what he has been reading and its a Jules Verne book. Always fun to read. We both just read for a while and enjoy the closeness of each other and the peace that surrounds us. I cant explain how wonderful it felt the peace because just outside the door to my little house who knows what horrors were happening. But, in here it was just us like we were the only ones in the world. It was heavenly. Whenever I have been stressed in the last 73 years I think back to that time and it always calms me down. I can feel the peace we had and it was wonderful because it was every night like that while Ben was with me. He gave me such peace and I love him for it. “What did you mean you hate your job earlier?” His question startled me as it broke the hour long silence. I didn’t really hear what he has asked because I was into my book. “I’m sorry what did you ask?” “I said what did you mean by you hate your job.” I think a moment about it so I can choose my words carefully. “If you repeat this I will deny it completely then have you whipped. Because what I am going to say can cost me my life. Do you understand?” “Sure. I would never tell anyone what we say or do. Its not their business.” He says firmly. “I hate how our country is now. I hate the Fuhrer and his hench men. I think we were better off before him and I think we will be much better off if we can rid ourselves of him and his evil thoughts and ways. I don’t care if someone s Jewish or a Jehovah’s Witness or any other of the so called enemies of the state. I think it is all just fear mongering and I think its truly sick and disgusting that he puts all the faults of our nation on these groups. Its not their fault we were in dire straights. It was because of the last war. Because of poor decisions by our leaders before him. I wish it was all just a bad dream and I could wake up at home in my bed. I have to say and do things I despise to save my own life and to try to help as many people in situations like yours. I want so much for all this idiocy to be over.” He just looks at me with his pretty green eyes and doesn’t respond. He lifts up his little naked body and kisses me on the cheek. He then sits back on his bum and picks up his book again and starts reading. I think that satisfies what he is wondering about me. I go back to my book and before I know it the clock strikes nine and he pops up and heads to the restroom and I hear the water running. I get up and head to the bedroom and he is there waiting for me as I remove my jacket, he again as before hangs it up neatly. He lifts my right foot after I sit down and removes my boot and then my sock. He kisses the top of my foot. How odd I think at the time. He then takes my left foot and removes the boot and sock and kisses the top of it as well. OK fine I think. I stand and remove my uniform slacks. He takes them and hangs them neatly on the hangar and hangs up the uniform. I remove my shirt and toss it into the hamper and then my underwear. I have again hung my untied tie on the bedpost as is my habit. He is already in the tub when I get to the bathroom. “I hope the water is right.” He says as I step in. Its a bit warmer then I prefer but I say its good. He gets a wash cloth from the edge of the tub he had set there and dips it in the water and soaps it up. He washes my face so gently. It was like an angel was doing it. Then he washes my neck and chest. He dips the cloth in the water and rinses it clean. He then wipes the soap from my face and neck. Then he leans forward and kisses my cheek then lays a trail of kisses down to my neck. They are light little loving kisses. It felt amazing as he did this. Then he rinses off my chest and then kisses all over my chest softly and gently. I have to say my cock is throbbing as the touches were so gentle and sweet. Then as he finishes his kisses he pulls me forward and steps behind me his hard cock brushing my cheek as he slips around me. He washes my back gently and then rinses and kisses it as well. I have to say I have never been so relaxed and so turned on from a bath before or since. After he kisses all over my back he lifts on my armpits to suggest I stand. So I do just that. He washes my bum and gets between the crack very well. Then he works down my legs. Very slowly and gently. He crawls between my legs and gets in front of me. He very gently washes my balls and then kisses them softly. It is so soft that it was like a feather touching my balls and feels wonderful He then soaps up my cock and it is extra soapy as much as he strokes it. He rinses it of and he kisses it up from the base to the head pulling back my foreskin and kissing the head all over. It feels amazing. Then he gestures for me to sit down. He is in complete control of me. I would do anything he says at this point. He hands me the cloth and sits on my lap facing me. My pulsing cock pressing against his and there is room between us. So I soap up the cloth and wash his face ever so gently as he did mine. Then his neck chest and tummy. I rinse him and then do as he did to me and kiss him from his cheeks down to his cute little tummy. He leans back as I kiss his tummy. I then lift him up and turn him around sitting him on his feet. I wash his back and his cute little bum and then his legs and lift them to get his feet and toes. Then he bends over and gets on all fours in front of me. I slowly this time insert my finger in his hole. I find the little button he likes for me to touch. He moans as I find it. I tickle it for a good five minutes as he is moaning and pushing back against me as I am sliding in and out of his tight little hole. I feel his little star clamp down on my finger and he is thrusting himself back and forth on his knees inserting my finger into himself at a very fast pace. So much so he is panting. Or that may be from the pleasure or both. Once he is done with his climax he slows to a stop. I remove my finger from him and he slides around and faces me and kisses me this time on the mouth. He holds hit for a few seconds then he stands up and gets out. He gets a towel for me and as I am stepping out my cock is leaking precum. He swipes his index finger over it and puts it in his mouth. He looks up at me with those lovely green eyes and a devious look in his eyes I like very much. He wraps the towel around me and then gets one for himself. I dry myself and rehang the towel over the bar. He is already dried by the time I finish and he is laying on the bed under the sheets. He is on his side and smiling. Up on his elbow and his bare arm over the covers. I slide in and wrap my arm around him. As I do he slides down under the covers and I feel his hand on my cock starting to skip up and down stroking me. I am not going to be denied I want to see this as it happens. I throw the covers off and he looks up and smiles with that same look in his eyes. I smile at him. Then he pulls back my foreskin and he takes the head of my cock into his mouth. I very nearly cum watching and feeling his ruby red lips slide over the head. He starts bobbing his head up and down and stroking my shaft with his hand. His other hand he is gently playing with my balls. He has said he has done this before. Its no wonder there wasn’t a line around his dorm of men waiting it feels so amazing. Just as I am about to cum he pulls his mouth off the head and starts to lick and kiss my balls. Fuck I want to cum I think. He waits a moment and then starts stroking my cock again as he licks my balls. It is the most amazing feelings I have felt so far on my short life. He then drags his tongue up my shaft and pulls back my foreskin and starts to run his tongue around the head. I am moaning and have been since he started. He does this and looks at me with those green eyes and smiles at me as he licks my head. I want to smile but all I can do is moan and pant at him. He is moving his hand up and down my shaft and is quickening the pace and pops the head back in his mouth and is bobbing up and down so fast its like a blur. I left up my hips trying to shove my cock all the way in his mouth and let loose of my load. I shoot seven hard hot shots into his mouth and am nearly screaming as I do. He doesn’t slow a second and swallows my entire load or tries too. Some does dribble out of the corner of his mouth. My hips fall back onto the bed. And he gently sucks me dry. I am nearly mad with pleasure as e does this. He is still gently rubbing my balls as he does this. After my peak is completely over he slowly releases my cock from his mouth looks up at me licks the bit of cum from the corner of his mouth and smiles at me. “Hans.” He says and stops a moment deciding of he wants to say what he wants. Finally he says. “I think I love you.” I look at him panting. Not able to catch my breath just yet, I let out in between breaths, “Ben I do love you. Not because if what you just did as wonderful as it was but, because of who you are.” He still has my cock in his hand and it is going soft next to his cheek. He turns his head and kisses the head. “I really don’t think it. I know it. I knew you were a good man and I knew that I wanted to do this for you. I knew you would love it too.” I reach down and grab him under the arms and pull him up to me and hug him our naked chests together. I kiss him on the mouth and taste a hint of my cum on his lips. I hold him close and tight. I reach down and pull the blanket up over us and that’s how we fell asleep me holding him close and tight. I was thinking just before I went to sleep that I wished this would never ever end. Then the sand man took me to his world.

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