A New Job - Pt 2 (Explicit)

[Staf. F. von Waffenschmidt]

"Of course, darling," Franz whispered. "And you are forgiven. Do you want to call for your men to tell them about the change in the mission?"

Franz held Robert close to him and kissed him gently. He loved his partner. Robert was the one he wanted above all and he hated the idea of hurting his lover. He nuzzled Robert gently and stroked his back. Then he deepened the kisses, chasing out every last bit of pleasure he could. Franz needed to reassure himself that he could be loving and kind, even if he had hurt his love. He didn't like the idea of causing pain. Never had, in fact. He found himself easing off the rest of the man's clothes. He wanted to touch Hogan, wanted to know him in every single possible way. Robert completed him in ways that no man ever had, not even his former lover.

"I need you," Franz whispered. "Not touching you was just as painful for me, you know. I find myself burning for your touch..."

[Col. R. Hogan]

“Thank you. For both things, I mean,” Robert replied softly. He shook his head. “Nah, I’ll tell them later; I don’t want to leave your side right now. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this cherished before. That seems kinda weird to say, given my current predicament, but it’s true.”

He wiped away one of Franz’s tears with his thumb. “Hey…there’s no need to cry. I guarantee that did not hurt you more than it did me,” the colonel joked. He gave his lover a teasing smile. “Come on, don’t make me do something stupid just to cheer you up. I need a day or two to heal from this before I chance pissing you off again.”

Robert attempted to touch his behind and winced. Yeah, he definitely wasn’t going to misbehave any time soon. His ass still burned like it was on fire – waiting for permission to rub it hadn’t helped. Actually, he needed to get up to properly do so. But then Franz started kissing him, so he decided to return the affection. He nuzzled the blond German, enjoying every kiss and touch he received. This man was all his and Robert would kill for him. He let his lover strip him, shivering in appreciation under that intense gaze. Blue eyes met brown ones, both shining with lust.

“If you want me, then claim me as yours,” he whispered hoarsely. He shifted his weight again and yelped. “Gimme a minute to take care of this first before you do, though.”

The colonel carefully got to his feet and began what could only be described as a post-spanking dance. He hopped around the room like a deranged rabbit, furiously rubbing his bottom the entire time. The only reason he knew what he looked like was because he and his brother had done it so many times growing up. The dance had always been funny as long as he wasn’t the one doing it. With any luck, Franz would be entertained by it too. Robert didn’t want him to be sad. He gave a few more rubs, breathing a sigh of relief once the pain faded to a manageable ache.

“Whew!” he exclaimed. “That’s much better.”

He laid on the bed and bent one knee, posing for his lover’s viewing pleasure. “I need you too, my love. Too bad you’re wearing so many clothes,” Robert said seductively. “If you’d be willing to take them off, I know of a few ways I could show my…appreciation. You get to pick, of course. Do we have a deal?”

[Staf. F. von Waffenschmidt]

"We do," Franz purred. He stripped off his own clothing and tossed them beside the door. "Now that everyone else is gone for the day, I think I have the time to make you beg for pleasure. How does that sound, darling?"

He reached for the oil and slicked up his fingers before just lightly pressing them on Hogan's rim. There were things a man could do to show another pleasure that shattered their wildest imaginations. Franz intended to do just that. Robert had been good, so good to him. Franz wanted to give some of that back. He kissed the small of Robert's back, careful to avoid putting any pressure on his sore spots, and pressed the tip of his little finger inside. It was all he could do to not rush through this. He wanted to claim Robert's body, to make it his own, to make sure that the man never forgot where he belonged.

"Beautiful," Franz whispered. He pushed the finger in a bit deeper and stroked at the velvet soft walls inside. "So beautiful for me. Do you know what you make me feel, Robert? I do adore you, every single part of you..."

He trailed off and couldn't resist kissing right above Robert's hole. "Actually, I have an idea. Would you let me try it?"

[Col. R. Hogan]

“It sounds like you and I are on the same page with our priorities,” Robert replied with a grin. He carefully rolled over onto his belly so Franz would have easier access to him. “I’m always willing to make time for things of this nature if you are.”

He sighed softly while he basked in the attention he was getting. It was said makeup sex was the best sex and now he knew why. His lover seemed very attentive, even more so than he’d been before. The colonel could get used to this. He’d fallen for Franz quickly, and hard too. He let out a shuddery breath and pushed his ass up more. The position was a submissive one, but Robert had observed that the blond German loved to watch him squirm when he was like this. And squirm he did. He tried to move backward, closer to Franz, but the man had him partially pinned.

“If it’s the same thing I feel for you, then – fuuuuuck,” he whimpered. He could feel his hole spasm under his lover’s touch. “Remind me to tell you more later on, when you’re not – ohhhh. God, Franz!”

He sucked in a lungful of air, trying to calm his racing heart. “Sure, go for it. I trust you. Besides, if letting you pleasure me is how you want me to fulfill my end of our deal, who am I to say no?”

[Staf. F. von Waffenschmidt]

Franz kissed him gently, careful to avoid the red spots, and licked across Robert's holes. The last thing he wanted to do was scare the man off. He did like dirty things and he hoped that Robert did, too. He lost himself for a few minutes, just chasing the sweet taste of the man. This had a long time to get to the good part, so Franz couldn't do it too much. He watched as the muscle relaxed in front of him and groaned when he heard Robert's moans. His own cock throbbed against his belly. He ignored it because he didn't want to push things too hard, too fast.

"How do you feel, darling?" Franz whispered. He smiled a little and pulled back. "My dear, you look beautiful like this. You're groaning my name and I wish I could keep you like this forever. Do you think you could take my cock, my love?"

He didn't want to force his way in before Robert was ready. Then he pushed his fingers in again, stroking the man's spot just to remind him of what he was missing. He wished he could push his way home. Franz loved Hogan. He loved fucking the man, loved feeling the way his walls wrapped around him. Franz groaned and wrapped his hand around his cock. He could ignore his own pleasure for enough time. He just hoped Robert was coherent enough to do the same.

[Col. R. Hogan]

Robert squeaked in surprise. That had been unexpected. He could work with it, though. Maybe Franz would be open to a few of his ideas too. Feeling the man’s tongue back there was a bit strange, but still enjoyable. Soon Robert was moaning, his erect cock pressed up against his stomach. The residue pain from his recent ordeal, combined with the pleasure his lover was giving him, made for an addictive mix. Maybe he should have Franz tan his ass more often and – wait, what was he thinking? That had really hurt! The strange thought faded away when the man in question pulled back.

“Right now? Horny and needy,” the colonel answered. He smiled at the compliments. “Thanks. Believe me, I wish you could too. I wouldn’t mind being yours. And yes, I think I can take your cock. This pleasure/pain mix I’ve currently got going on is intoxicating.”

Having his spot stroked caused him to gasp and jerk. The moment one of his red spots slapped against Franz’s body, Robert let out a loud moan. The dual sensations had gone straight to his cock. He did it again, on purpose this time, and got the same result. Another moan fell from his lips. Well, this was new. He looked over his shoulder at Franz as he did it a third time, making sure the blond German could see his half-lidded eyes and blissful expression.

“Fuck me, Franz,” he whimpered. “I miss having your cock inside of me. I need it…need you. You’re mine now; I’m never letting you go.” Robert forced his eyes to fully open and stared into Franz’s blue ones. “Come back to where you belong and make me yours. Please?”

[Staf. F. von Waffenschmidt]

Franz purred softly and pressed the tip of his cock against Robert's hole. He figured the man was already slicked up, but he just wanted to make sure. He slicked himself with some of his oil, giving Robert a minute to adjust to what was about to happen. He grinned, right as he pushed his way inside. He moaned, leaning his weight over the other man. He wanted nothing more than to just chase his own pleasure, but he couldn't do that. He gave the man enough time to get used to the stretch of it before he started gently rolling his hips.

Franz loved Robert. He loved hearing the man, loved how Robert arched under him. The American was so responsive to him. Franz wished they could have done this sooner. It would have soothed things over far better than trying to shoot each other. Franz couldn't help groaning. Robert's tight heat felt like home to him. He rather liked it when he made the man drip with oil - he hoped Robert never caught on to that - and he loved how he just seemed to glide right into the man as he deserved. Franz loved Robert, loved the way the man clenched around him all the time.

"So beautiful," he whispered. The words fell from his lips like a mantra. "So, so beautiful. I can't live without you..."

Franz cried out. He wasn't going to last long, especially now that he was balls deep in his lover.

[Col. R. Hogan]

Robert couldn’t help but tremble in anticipation when he felt his lover’s cock touching his hole. He knew he was about to be thoroughly fucked and eagerly awaited it. A cry of pleasure fell from his lips as Franz pushed himself home. He loved being stuffed like this. It sent arousal coursing straight to his cock and made warm, happy feelings start to fill his stomach. His body welcomed the blond German’s each time, as if they were made for each other. In Robert’s opinion, they should have done this a long time ago. He loved Franz with every part of him. Loved the man’s smirk, his laugh, the sounds he made while chasing his pleasure – all of it. No matter what it took, he was keeping this one. His brass would have to step over his dead body before he let Franz go.

He moaned his lover’s name, each incantation increasing in desire. Every slap of the man’s body against his ass threw him into a tailspin of pleasure. Robert pressed his torso to the bed, offering Franz the opportunity to fuck him at the best possible angle while he clawed at the bedsheets. Groans and whimpers spilled from his mouth. He pleaded for more, only to have stars swim in front of his eyes as Franz stimulated his spot.

“Oh God…fuck, Franz,” Robert panted. He could feel his hole clenching and unclenching rapidly, a sure sign he was close to the edge. “More, more! Don’t stop, please don’t stop!”

[Staf. F. von Waffenschmidt]

Franz hardly heard him. He chased his pleasure, burying himself in his lover. Hogan's body felt like home to him and he wanted nothing more than to stay there for as long as he could. He scratched at the man, hardly knowing what he was doing. He could hear himself saying things, even though he didn't truly know what they were. He needed Hogan, needed him almost as much as he needed to breathe. The tight hotness all around him spoke to him in a way that he couldn't understand. Franz heard himself crying out and knew that he was close. So close.

"Robert..." he whispered. Franz stilled his hips, panting softly. "My love..."

He needed to get Robert off first. That was what he good lover always did. He gave a series of short, sharp thrusts designed to target Robert's spot and send him over the edge. Doing this with his fingers was so much easier.

[Col. R. Hogan]

Robert nearly sobbed from happiness while his lover repeatedly scratched his skin and pounded into him. He would probably be sore later, but in this moment, he couldn’t bring himself to care. This was where he belonged. Franz’s sharp thrusts caused his vision to turn white. The colonel came hard, warm seed squirting all over the blankets underneath him as he screamed Franz’s name into the pillow. He didn’t think he’d ever had such an intense orgasm in before. Now he had, and it was all thanks to the love of his life behind him.

He collapsed facedown onto the bed, his entire body still shaking. Between his flushed face, tousled hair and reddened ass cheeks, Robert figured he probably looked like quite a sight. He would look like even more of one once his lover’s spend was freely oozing out of his hole. But he was soaring too high at the moment to care about much, and his appearance was on that list. He struggled to get back up on his knees once it registered Franz’s cock was still up his ass. When it became clear that wasn’t happening, he deliberately clenched as tightly as he could. He wanted his lover to get off too.

“That’s it, love,” Robert said weakly. “Claim me.”

[Staf. F. von Waffenschmidt]

Franz cried out. He could feel Robert's body tighten around him and he couldn't hold back anymore. He came so hard that he swore he saw the stars. He sprawled against his lover and kissed the back o his neck. Now he needed to rest. He curled up beside his lover, a loose smile playing across his features. This was where he belonged. He wanted nothing more than to hold his lover, to never let Robert go. They could hold each other here for just a little bit. Franz stroked Robert's side, marveling at how kind and gentle the man was.

"You're not getting rid of me," Franz murmured. He pressed a kiss against the back of Robert's neck and held him close. "I'm going to keep you as long as I can. You are my love, the one that I won't let get away."

He meant every single one of those words. Hogan was the only one that he wanted. He knew that the man lived a dangerous life - far more than he did, being honest - and that meant Robert could be killed. Franz didn't know what he would do if he lost Robert. He hoped he never found out.

[Col. R. Hogan]

“Good, because I don’t want to get rid of you. I love you, Franz,” Robert said. He snuggled into the man’s arms and let out a contented sigh. “I’ve claimed this spot as mine and I’m not giving it up. Also, I’m keeping you no matter what, even after the war. Hopefully I’ll never have to hide you in my footlocker for any reason. It’s not that big, so you’d be awfully cramped. But if it kept you safe…”

He trailed off and rolled over so he could properly kiss his lover. The colonel needed him like he needed air. He couldn’t imagine a life without Franz in it anymore. He was a kind man, one who truly wore the wrong uniform. Robert nipped at the blond German’s collarbone and smiled. It felt good to be in love.

“I wouldn’t change a single thing about you, you know,” Robert murmured. “Not even your tennis player swing. Which ended up being a good thing, cause I found myself getting more turned on every time one of the red spots made contact with your body. It was weird. Still, you can whoop my ass anytime as long as you promise to fuck me afterwards. I’ve never climaxed so hard I literally couldn’t move before.”

The colonel blushed pink and gave him a sheepish grin. “I’m very glad I let you talk me into bottoming for you, by the way. It’s a lot of fun. Face down, ass up is a position I’ll assume any time you want me to. Same goes for sitting on top of you, riding your cock while you enjoy the show,” he explained with a pleased expression. “I definitely wanna do the second one later on. Either that or explore your body to see if I can find your spot with my fingers. You’ve given me a lot of pleasure, so it’s time I did the same for you. Sex is supposed to be a two-way street and I’ve been slacking on my end.”

He snapped his fingers. “Oh! That reminds me of a question I had,” the colonel added. “I know you…licked…my hole earlier, but is that something you’re into receiving as well? Or only giving?”

[Staf. F. von Waffenschmidt]

"It's just a trick to give myself some time to get ready," Franz said. "Truth be told, I don't think I've ever had anyone try that or even had anything in me. It's not... It's not something German men do very often. I am willing to try, though. As long as you're patient with me."

He knew Robert would be. The American was much kinder than any other man he had met and Franz didn't intend to let him go. He chuckled a little when he thought about Robert liking what happened after being spanked. Perhaps that would help take the pain out of hurting his lover. Franz considered himself a gentle man - a good man - and causing pain was something he tried to avoid. He held Robert close and gently tugged at the man's hair. Robert truly was the best thing that had happened to him.

"I can't believe we didn't do this sooner," Franz murmured. "The first time I saw you, I knew you were special. I also feared that you would hate me because I was German. I wouldn't have blamed you, of course. My people have done many things and few of them honorable." He trailed off and held the younger man close to him. "I'm just glad that I have you now."

[Col. R. Hogan]

Robert nodded. That made sense to him. He knew a lot of men didn’t have the same sex drive he did – he’d encountered the problem before with past lovers. None of them had been willing to fool around more than once a day. Hadn’t been willing to suck him off either. The only ones who had were the ones who were barely 18, but the colonel didn’t feel comfortable with that big of an age gap. It made him feel like he was robbing the cradle. Franz, however, was different. He knew how to give pleasure in various ways. More importantly, he was willing to fuck more than once a day.

“I mean, I’ve never done that before...but I’m willing to give it a shot at least once to see if you like it,” Robert replied. “I’m of the opinion that sometimes a man should do things they personally don’t care for if their partner likes it. That goes both ways, though. It’s all part of the whole give-and-take thing in my book. I’d be willing to search for your spot too. If we’re lucky, it’ll take me a while. Then we can both enjoy the process longer. And yes, I’ll be patient with you.”

He gave Franz a dirty look. “Hey, don’t laugh at me! It’s not my fault I get off under strange circumstances,” he huffed. “I promise you, that was a surprise for both of us.”

His expression softened as Franz tugged on his hair. “I don’t hate people because of their nationality, my love. Only their actions,” Robert stated firmly. “I wanted do this back then too, you know. Seriously debated dragging you into the tunnels and keeping you the moment you showed up with Marya. The only reason I didn’t is because Klink seemed so excited about you being a count – I figured he’d tear this place apart looking for you if you disappeared. I didn’t want that. And then after I had to drug you on the train, she wouldn’t go away! Completely killed any hope I had of waking you up ahead of time to bargain for a few kisses. Sorry about that, by the way.”

Robert gave him another sheepish smile and placed one of the man’s hands on his ass. Then he stroked himself until he was half hard, took Franz’s other hand and wrapped it loosely around his cock. He wanted his lover to see the reaction for himself now that he had a clear mind. He needed the blond German to understand this hadn’t been a fluke.

“Go on, swat me a few times,” he whispered in a husky voice. “It only needs to be hard enough to sting a bit. All I ask is that you watch my facial reaction when you do. I’m curious to see if it was a heat-of-the-moment thing or not,” he explained. “Also, I think I have a solution to you not having as much stamina as me…if you’re open to suggestions.”

[Staf. F. von Waffenschmidt]

Franz did just that. He wasn't really ready to go again - he just wanted to hold his lover and nuzzle him - but he went along with it. He made sure to focus on the sore spots, the spots that made Robert moan and squirm in pleasure. He loved watching Robert like this. There had to be other ways that gave this man pleasure that didn't come from his cock and Franz knew that he was going to be looking for them. He took his free hand and thumbed over Robert's chest. The man's pink, hard nipples seemed to tease him and he wanted to see if it made Robert truly feel good.

"Beautiful," he whispered. "So, so beautiful for me. I think I could never get tired of seeing you like this. I just wish that I had the drive you do, darling. So, so beautiful..."

He loved this man. He wanted to hold Robert right now, but he needed to give this man as much pleasure as he could. He brushed kisses over soft skin and couldn't resist nipping the tender, delicate places he could see. He knew Robert would love this kind of pleasure. He seemed to like a bit of pleasure with his pain, not that Franz minded. He could give pleasure... just as long as Robert didn't want to be constantly fucked!

[Col. R. Hogan]

Robert moaned and squirmed a bit. The slight sting from each swat sent jolts of pleasure throughout his body. Yeah, there was something wrong with him if he liked this. Maybe he was a freak. But if being a freak meant he got to be with Franz, he was alright with that. He squirmed, enjoying the feeling of his cock hardening in his lover’s hand. A pleasured cry fell from his lips when the man thumbed over his nipples. He immediately arched his back, pushing his chest outward so they could receive more attention.

“You…you’re my one and only,” he panted. He tried to catch his breath. “Franz, I don’t know what I did to deserve having you in my life, but I’m glad I did it. I love you. You’re mine, and I wanna be yours. Forever. Stay in Germany or go back to the States, it doesn’t matter as long as I’ve got you by my side.”

The colonel hoped he hadn’t scared his lover off with that declaration of love. It was hard to censor himself when Franz was busy driving him up the wall with desire. Every day, it seemed like Franz showed him things he’d never thought could be enjoyable. It suddenly struck him that, for someone who was a playboy, he knew remarkably little about sex. He’d always tended to stick to one or two basic maneuvers until now. That needed to change, preferably ASAP.

“Would you be opposed to me riding you most of the time? Or allowing me to fuck you if you’re not ready to go and I am?” He managed to ask. His skin was flushing different colors as he took the pleasure the blond German offered him. “Either way, you could lie there and relax. It would help conserve your stamina too. You told me it takes time for an old dog like yourself to learn new tricks, so – mmmm. Yessss.”

Robert didn’t know if Franz had done that thing with his mouth and hands in response to his smart-aleck comment or if it had just been perfect timing, but the whimper he’d made still conveyed how much he’d enjoyed it.

[Staf. F. von Waffenschmidt]

Franz mouthed over the thin, tender skin. Truth be told, he didn't mind the idea of taking it once in awhile. Robert did have a high sex drive, which was going to make life interesting, but Franz thought that he could deal with it. He kept playing with Robert's body and watched as he squirmed from the pleasure of it. Franz grinned. He loved playing with his lover. He could do this now, make sure that Robert felt enough pleasure from it. He didn't feel like fucking right now, so Robert was going to have to make do with what he was getting.

"My love," Franz whispered. "I'll go with you to the ends of the earth, I promise. We could see the world after the war. I was thinking somewhere in the south seas. Perhaps Fiji or maybe the Solomon Islands. When I was a boy, I loved reading about the explorers and the places where they went. Would you like that, darling?"

Franz kissed Robert softly. He didn't want to let this man go, ever. Robert was his. Franz fought like a cornered tiger when the ones he loved were put in danger. Executing Hochstetter was just the tip of what he would do. Franz sprawled back. His own cock started to throb and he knew he was going to be ready to go again. He smirked and leaned his head down to nip at Robert's nipples.

[Col. R. Hogan]

Robert continued to writhe on the bed. Franz had a wicked mouth and even more wicked hands. His fingers caused sensations so wonderful, there was probably a law against them somewhere. He knew Franz enjoyed watching him squirm. Which was fine – he’d gladly do it anytime for pleasure like this. He thoroughly enjoyed everything his lover did to him. The next time Franz was ready to go, Robert intended to climb on top and ride him like a pony. Maybe he would get fucked more often if he did all of the work. The plan seemed like a good one to him.

“Sure,” he gasped. “Whatever – ahhh – you want! Anything, sir…”

The term felt very natural as it fell from his lips. Quite frankly, Robert was amazed he’d managed to say that much. It was hard to think when most of the blood in his body was pooled in one area. He cried out when teeth nipped at his pink buds. Arousal zinged through him, eliciting more moans. He leaned forward and kissed Franz. Robert tried to ignore his throbbing cock by sliding down the man’s body and taking Franz all the way into his mouth. He held perfectly still. Although he’d heard about cock warming before, he’d never tried it until now. Robert rolled his eyes upward, trying to gage what his lover’s reaction was. He wouldn’t mind doing this more often if Franz enjoyed himself. There was something oddly satisfying about it that he couldn’t quite pin down.

[Staf. F. von Waffenschmidt]

Franz stared at his lover. "Darling, what are you doing?"

He hated to say that he was only half hard. If Robert wanted to get him off.. well, that was going to be hard. Franz groaned as he slowly began to thrust into Robert's mouth. He gripped the man's hair and slowly lost himself to the pleasure. Franz made sure to give Robert plenty of time to catch his air. He wanted to love this man, wanted to make this all about him, but Robert seemed to have other ideas. Franz pulled back after a few minutes and pulled Robert into his arms. His heart fluttered in his chest.

"Let's rest, sweetheart," Franz murmured. "Please, little one?"

[Col. R. Hogan]

“Holding your cock in my mouth because I can,” Robert answered. His words were slightly garbled, but still easily understood. “I wanted to taste you.”

He was surprised when Franz began to move. Truth be told, he hadn’t expected that one. He would have been content either way. Still, he could work with this. He made a tight seal with his lips and let Franz set his own pace. Robert let out a happy sigh before closing his eyes, enjoying the feel of having his mouth fucked and his hair held. He was glad his lover was enjoying himself. A whimper of protest was heard as he was pulled into Franz’s arms.

“Hey! I was enjoying that, thank you very much,” Robert huffed. “Also, I was resting. You’re the one who started moving. All I wanted to do was warm your cock. I was turned on, and it was either that or practice my new motto.” He gave Franz a cheeky grin. “Save a horse, ride an officer.”