Because I want you.

The concentration camp was small but it fit the people they wanted it to fit. Jews. The chosen people, except that stopped mattering when the religion they were “chosen” for was looked down upon in all of Germany.1

Six months had passed and unlike most of the work camps, this one lacked a “public” hospital for the exiles. They said it was because no one was ill treated in the camp, but everyone also knew that was a lie. There was no hospital because they just killed the sickly. They were worthless to them anyway, they couldn’t work. Most the men who got sick were elderly, and it’s not like they were hauling much in the first place.2

In the back houses of the camp were some of the men. Back houses wasn’t where you slept or lived when you were of higher or lower rank, I want to make that clear, they were just the houses that happened to be in the back, and when someone wanted to direct someone to the back, they then called them the backhouses. Among those men was Wulf Zonheih, a 22 year old Jewish incompetent from Floyse. His head was shaven and he hated it, he liked having some bit of hair, though he knew he would never have his brown locks to twiddle with when he was nervous again because everyone died here before their hair had time to grow back and he knew it.3

“You’re going to die just like me, Wulf.” He remembered his father saying. Though so far, it was his father whom was dead and not himself.4

His father was truly a retched man, he beat his children when he was angry and cursed when he was flustered. Their mother had died already when Wulf was young and both his father and elder brother had perished in the camp months before. Now it was only him, and he was alone.5

“Zonheih!” A man called from the front door of his 62 manned cabin. Wulf crawled out of his bunk, holding his side gingerly where he can been kicked by a fellow Jew. He didn’t feel like he was a Jew, he never had. His family was always the Jewish outcast, so why were they in this blasted camp if even their own people didn’t like them? “Zonheih!” The voice yelled again, snapping him back to reality and out of his thoughts.6

“Ja I’m coming.” His voice cracked; he hadn’t realized how long it had been since he had spoken a word that it made his handsome face frown. How strange.7

“Come with me, Jewsoun.” The man said. The soldier was tall and blond haired and tan skinned, though he was indeed handsome, very, very handsome. His eyes were keen and blue as the sky in summer but his voice was rough like thunder, making the hair on the back of Wulf’s neck stand straight up. Strangely enough, the man did not sound angry, just tired and maybe worn.8

As they walked, the taller man kept looking down at Wulf; his blue eyes glancing down, his brow in a knot, thinking, Wulf supposed. But thinking about what?9

They came to the front building. A brick house really, with two windows and a door, the barbed wire fence locking itself by either side of the building.10

The soldier stopped and Wulf stepped ahead of him, looking back with a frown, just far enough away to read the man’s name aluminum. Stunzheinz.11

“Stunzheinz.” He whispered to himself and the man’s frown deepened. 12

“What did you say?”13

Wulf cursed and looked up, eyes watering with the anger in the soldiers voice. “I-I… I just…. Um… I just…” he stammered, then the soldier smiled and Wulf felt like crying but he couldn’t.14

“I was only kidding little one.” Stunzheinz half smiled, his hand reaching forward to slap Wulf gently on the cheek.15

The door to the building opened and several soldiers walked out, none of them were as pretty as Stunzheinz but they were not ugly either, just cold. They grabbed Wulf roughly by the arms and pushed him into the building to face a desk with a little Hitler at it. The man had the mustache and everything.16

Little Hitler was writing on a piece of bleached paper, straight backed and head down, he didn’t look up when they brought Wulf in, he just kept writing. “Sit down Mr. Zonheih.” Little Hitler said in a cold accented tone. And he sat.17

Finally after what felt like a draining two years, the man looked up. His eyes were slouchy and tired and he looked bored with all of this. “You’re father,” he started out slowly then cleared his voice and tried again. “Your father, Mr. Zonheih, was a good man; hw worked hard for the Nazi force and we do not want that to go to waste, indeed not, or at least we didn’t then. Now, now we must punish his wrongs, boy, he was a traitor to the father land and he must be punished.”18

“But sir… b-but sir he’s dead, sir.” Zonheih said with a frown and the man nodded, his facial expression unchanged, telling Wulf that they already knew that.19

“Yes, we know.” Ha. “This is why, for an example to the German and Jewish people, we must punish you for your family’s sins.” His heart stopped.20

Punish him? He hadn’t done anything wrong! It was his retched fathers fault and he was the traitor not Wulf. Even from his fathers damned grave he was hurting Wulf. 21

“Now.” The man said and Wulf jumped. He smiled. “Now, you will be taken as a prisoner to Huz and the punishment will be taken place in the village square, alright?”22

Not alright!23

“Yes, sir.”24

“Good.” He smiled and looked over to the guards, nodding towards Wulf. “Take him out.” And they did.25

Stunzheinz was outside waiting to take him back to his cabin. He walked solemnly now in stead of skittishly. He knew if anyone talked to him when he got back that he wouldn’t be able to hold the emotion in any longer. The last man to be punished was beaten to death. That could be him. Except the difference between him and that man, was that that man had actually done something wrong.26

“Are you okay?” Stunzheinz asked and Wulf jumped at the sound of his voice, glancing up at the soldier quickly.27

“Yes. Uh… yes, sir, sorry sir.”28

“It’s alright, boy. What did they want?”29

He didn’t know? How did he not know, he lived in the barracks with all of the other men, how did he not know?30

“I am to be beaten for my fathers sins…” he said in a quiet voice, “I don’t even know what his sins were.” Damn it, he had to shut up or he would start crying and he knew it.31

Before he could say anything else, though, Stunzheinz pulled him behind another brick building, his hands on Wulf’s shoulders, his eyes kind and his touch gentle. “I am sorry that will happen to you, you do not deserve it. You don’t even deserve to be here at all.” He said and Wulf frowned. What did he know about what he deserved? Stunzheinz looked straight into his eyes and smiled. “I’ve been watching you… don’t think that’s creepy or anything!” he laughed and stepped closer to Wulf. “I just… I mean, there’s not exactly a lot to do around here.” He smiled. “But I think…. I think if I play this right, I can get you out of here. I know you don’t have family here anymore and I know you don’t have friends and I definitely know you haven’t made any new friends because you don’t talk at all.”32

This was just too weird.33

“Why would you want to help me?”34

“Because… I think…” he stopped and his eyes searched Wulf’s face, then slowly, he got closer. Wulf could feel the older mans warm breath on him just before the soldiers lips pressed gently against his. When they parted, neither of them said anything.35

“What was that for?” Wulf asked and the man frowned.36

“How come you are not going ballistic on me?” he chuckled.37

“Wh-why would I do that?” he asked and Stunzheinz shook his head and smiled.38

“I don’t know but… do you mind if I do it again?” he asked with a smile and Wulf shook his head, his hands fidgety and his mind wondering. Stunzheinz smiled wider and kissed him again. 39

Stunzheinz’ lips were soft against Wulf’s pressing a little harder against him. The younger man moaned lightly against the soldiers lips and he was pressed against the wall, hands roaming up his tunic and all over his harshly starved body. He whimpered when the mans hands came to his ribs, but Stunzheinz quickly moved away, knowing his touch hurt the boy. 40

Pressing harder against the smaller man, Stunzheinz slipped his tongue inside his mouth, roaming it hastily. God the boy tasted so good, and his feel wasn’t bad either. And even though he regretted it, he broke the kiss off, leaving the boy whimpering. He smiled down at Wulf. 41

“Come to my cabin.” He said and Wulf nodded.42

*&*&*&43

The cabin was small but it was single manned and that was much safer than what a lot of the other soldiers had. Wulf looked around, there was a bed against the far wall, a kitchenette, a table with maps all over it, a desk, a shelf with books and a cabinet.44

Stunzheinz pushed him gently over to the bed, turning him around to face each other, kissing him as he wrapped an arm tight around the boys waist, lowering them onto the bed.45

Stunzheinz went to the boys trousers almost immediately, tugging them down to reveal his manhood. The older man smiled and fumbled with his balls. Wulf looked scared that the older man was going to hurt him, he knew this had to be a punishment or something, but he didn’t think there was much he could do about it.46

“Why do you look afraid?” Stunzheinz asked.47

“B-because I am afraid.” Wulf said in a small voice.48

“Ah,” he pursed his lips and kissed the boy again. “Well do you want me to make love to you or not?” he asked and the boy fidgeted with his fingers.49

“I don’t know, sir.”50

“Because we can stop.” He said and pushed himself most the way off of Wulf, but the boy grabbed his shirt and pulled him down.51

“No, please make love to me, Captain.” He said and Stunzheinz smiled, kissing Wulf again deeply.52

The soldier jimmied down his trousers to his knees, both their erect dicks grazing each other, only succeeding in making each other even harder.53

“Wulf?” Stunzheinz asked when they broke a kiss.54

“Yeah?”55

“This… this is going to hurt okay baby?” he said and before Wulf could nod, Stunzheinz had lined up his dick to the boys entrance and shoved in his head. Wulf almost screamed but he was muffled by another kiss. The older mans tongue going deeper in his mouth as the mans cock went deeper in his ass. Wulf squirmed, his hands pushing at Stunzheinz belly and chest, trying to make the pain cease, but it didn’t. He thought maybe he was bleeding, it felt warm all of a sudden.56

“It’s okay, Wulf, it will only hurt for a couple seconds.” The soldier reassured, and he was right, after the skin had split and the older mans dick was half way in, it only pinched really. By then he knew it was definitely bleeding because when he looked down, Stunzheinz dick was covered in Wulf’s blood. He whimpered and the soldier looked up at him, then down at his dick. “Baby its okay, virgins always bleed.” He said in a soft voice, kissing the boys forehead.57

Stunzheinz pressed farther into the small Jewish boy, and when he was all the way into his tight ass, he bucked his hips up to hit the boys prostate. Wulf arched his back, moaning softly, his hands reaching across the older mans back, scratching at his skin.58

“Oh god…” he cursed and yelped again when the soldier rammed into him again, hitting his soft spot again and again, making him cry out, legs writhing against Stunzheinz body. “O-oh sh-shit…” Wulf panted, grinding his hips against the soldiers.59

“Sheista…. Oh god, hold on baby I got to aah I got to cum.” He said and thrust into the boy again and again and again until his eyes slammed shut and his seed was given. The captain collapsed on top of Wulf, kissing his neck gently. Stunzheinz hand slipped down to wrap around Wulf’s dick, jerking him off beneath his body.60

“C-captain I…oh my god… I…” 61

“I know.” He smiled and jerked harder and held tighter onto his dick until he cummed into his hand. “Ah… good boy.” He said, smearing some of the cum along the length of the boys cock, then brought his hands up, licking his fingers of the white thick liquid. “You taste good.” He said and kisses Wulf gently, their lips barely touching. “Now do you know why I want to help you… I want you to be mine.” He said in a small voice, kissing the boys cheek.62

“N-no, I still don’t see even why you want me.”63

“Because you are lovely, that’s why.” He said and kissed the boy again, pressing their lips together gingerly.64

“Alright… than you can have me, Captain.” 65