Date: Mon, 22 Aug 2016 13:44:11 +0000
From: Robert Me <winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: The Interview continues 4

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THE INTERVIEW 4


It was early Sunday morning and a naked Hunter was on his side and laying
behind a naked Theo who was still fast asleep with his arms wrapped round
the body of his superior officer. Hunter glanced at the clock, 7am, plenty
of time for a think and a fiddle. He lowered his right hand down the length
of Theo's body until arrived at Theo's loose dick and took him in hand. The
sleeping Theo pushed his hips forward responding to Hunters
molestation. Hunter smiled and kissed Theo's neck while gently stroking
that wonderful member he knew so well.

After a few minuets his own cock started to react and lifted Theo's right
thigh so he could get his own masterpiece more comfortable by sticking it
between Theo's legs and clammed it there by putting Theo's thigh back
down. He could continue to gently stroke his man and at the same time give
himself a lot of pleasure while gently and slowly shagging Theo's inner
thighs.

Now he was settled, his mind turned to the meeting with Col. Dowling the
next day and at the same time he thought of all that had happened since
bringing the General up to date the day before.


They had by now been at the house in France for two weeks and Theo was
getting restless and knew they should have left by now to try and contact
other villages and possibly join up with them. What stopped him was when
they had visitors themselves who were convinced that an invasion of the
northern coasts of Europe was about to happen even though they had no idea
when or where. Theo and Hunter did not identify themselves and it was
assumed by the visitors they were in fact French and worked at the vineyard
as labourers.


The two of them would go to their room and discuss for hours the likelihood
of the place where an invasion would take place. They already knew hundreds
of operatives had been sent to all parts of Europe to join up with
Resistant movements and one of those reasons was to confuse the enemy as to
where a landing maybe made and when. But they were waiting for one message
that would tell them that Normandy would be the invasion area and now,
because of several visitors to the house to discuss the possibility the
invasion was imminent, they were pretty sure the message would be broadcast
soon.

They had agreed that one person would always be listening to the radio and
report any "odd" statement that would be broadcast by the BBC.



"Hunter, I just have a feeling there will be a landing soon, I am sure of
it."


"How are you so sure my beautiful Commanding Officer?" Hunter leaned over
and kissed Theo.


"My left bollock keeps twitching. That's always a good sign." They were
naked any way and it only took a second for Hunter to reach down and cup
Theo's left bag.


"Its a lovely feeling as always Theo, but I can't feel any twitching."


"Maybe the right one then?" An hour later and after a lot of twitching from
both of them, they returned to the war.


"We are going to move all our gear up onto the ridge when we get the
message. IF there is going to be an invasion at Normandy we could possibly
be inundated with retreating Germans OR have reinforcements going the other
way. I want us to go and stay up there so we can send messages back to
London. Meanwhile we are going out later tonight and blow something up."


"Any idea what?"


"Yes, your ass." They loved to make love outside.


Hunter smiled at the memory and gently squeezed Theo's body again, then
returned to France, or rather their bit of it and became very serious as
this particular memory came flooding back. There had been some very
difficult times and a lot of killing had gone on and all of it by Theo. He
had told Hunter he was not to fire his weapon unless he had no choice but
to defend himself. Hunter was never in a situation to fire, but this
particular memory could have in fact killed him and it was all his own
doing.


It was the day after Theo had exploded into him that a small group of
Germans were seen driving towards the house. To the right of the house was
a gradual slope down to the fields of vines and they could see anything
approaching for about a mile. To the left the ground sloped up and all
anyone could see was anything that came over the ridge and at only a
quarter of a mile. There was a lookout permanently stuck in the small tower
at one side of the building and when the bell rang they all knew unwanted
visitors were approaching and it was obvious they would "call in."


"Hunter, think about it, its fucking stupid!"


"Theo, I know it will work. There are only ten of them and the officer will
come in first with one or two other shits, they will be surprised to see me
naked and then you can kill them and the other men can kill the rest of the
crap."


Hunter stripped naked and knew it would have the same effect on the
German's as it did with Theo and Paul Dowling during his interview, it
certainly did on the Frenchmen who found it quite difficult to take their
eyes off him!


"Tie my wrists to the beam." Theo for once did not object, there was no
time, the Germans were about to stop outside the house. "And cut my
shoulder, I want them to see blood!" Hunter had seen too many paintings of
the crucifixion it seemed! Theo drew the line at that and instead grabbed a
bottle of red wine, smashed the neck and poured the whole lot over Hunter.


Kapitan Franz Holst had no idea he had just minuets left to live as well as
the two other Gestapo who came into the house with him. Outside seven other
mobile executioners were also about to die as their Kapitan went into the
house and walked into the large hallway. They stood routed to the spot and
just stared at this amazing sight of Hunter hanging by his wrists and
naked. He twisted his body, covered in "blood" as though in agony and as he
did his 8 inch cock and those massive bollocks swung about and stopped
Franz thinking about a possible Iron Cross presented by his beloved Fuhrer
for a few moments.


The two men with Franz stood next to him with their weapons dangling at
their sides and totally unguarded as they tried to take in this magnificent
sight as Hunter continued to thrash about and hoping Theo would do
SOMETHING!?


Theo was hidden behind Hunter and simply stood out and fired, at the same
time three Sten guns opened up and seven more died for their mass
murderer. Hitler would join them in just a few months, but not before many
civilians and military would also die because of a mad man and his
filth. Hunter had already worked out that just a very few non humans had
bought the world to it's knees but at the same time he had known for years
that Theo had bought him through to safety. He pulled Theo closer and clung
on tight and at the same time he could not help sob his heart out. Hunter
NEVER cried! Not until now.


As soon as the tears fell on his back and Hunter's body recoiling to his
emotional outburst, Theo was instantly awake and turned to take Hunter into
his arms. Nothing was said, nothing needed be and they just clung to one
another knowing there could be difficult times ahead, not only because of
coming to terms with the experiences during the war but now the life ahead
for both of them as homosexuals.


"We need a slice of luck Hunter, we had a fair amount of it during the war
and there is no reason we can't get more of it. Now, turn round, its my
turn to cuddle you." Hunter did as he was told and now with Theo's arms
around him he felt safe and secure, just like all those times in France
when they were on their own, just the two of them. He smiled to himself and
admitted, "I was never in command! Theo just let me think that!"


With Theo's strong arms around him he once again let himself go back to the
vineyard and the time one of the men mentioned a strange comment broadcast
from the BBC.


It was a phrase by the French poet Paul Verlaine and it told anyone who
could pick the broadcast up that the invasion of Europe was about to happen
and it would be Normandy:-


"Long sobs rock my heart in monotonous languish."


Hunter remembered Theo looking at him and knew they would be leaving for
the ridge the next day. This was the last day of May 1944 and all over
German occupied Europe vast numbers of resistance movements would go to
work. Two of them went to bed for the last time in this house, they had
already packed their gear and had even taken some of it to the ridge and
hidden it.


"Please come back when this is all over Eugene and don't you forget to come
as well Alain!" The vineyard owners, Marcel and Jean asked. They said their
goodbye's and walked up the slope and seemed to disappear. Neither Marcel
and Jean would know the two would stay hidden for weeks up there until Theo
was sure their bit of France had been liberated by American troops.


Once again Theo had guessed right and knew this area would be full of
German's passing through to reinforce their front line and then back south
as they retreated. Neither of them knew it at the time, but the killing had
stopped as far as they were concerned and as soon as the American's showed
up, they knew it was all over for them. During all that time they sent
dozens of messages to London informing those there of all the movements and
strength of German forces and hoped that information would be of some
use. It would be some time before they found out.


Hunter snuggled back onto Theo's hardon. "Stop that, I'm sleeping." Hunter
ignored him and fed Theo into him. Theo said something like, "you shit,"
thrust himself into his little giant and a minute later exploded. "Now go
back to sleep Theo. We have to get up soon Horace will be waiting." Theo
ignored Hunter and wanked him off.


Once again Hunter smiled as he listened to Theo's steady breathing, but he
was far from sleep himself and found he was back in their observation post
over looking the vineyard watching vast numbers of American troops, tanks
and trucks going south. Quite a number of the troops were spread out and
many of them were just yards away from Theo and Hunter as they passed by
but well camouflaged and looked like small bushes.


They remained rock still as the troops passed with their heads down to
shield their faces even though they were covered in green and black
grease. Even though Hunter had his head down he could still see Theo and
witnessed the funniest situation of his entire war.


"Fuck it guys, wait there I need a leak!" Hank, or whatever his name was,
shouted. Hunter watched as "Hank" got his four inch cock out and a huge
stream of yellow urine erupted out of his tiny penis, all over Theo! Hunter
bit hard on his hand to stop himself from busting and all the time watching
as the love of anyone's life was being pissed on!


As soon as it was clear Hunter got up and ran as fast as he could to get
out of hearing distance and nearly died laughing! Theo eventually caught
up. "Kiss me!" That would be the only time Hunter refused, he couldn't
anyway he was still splitting himself!


They stayed at the post for another two days and when the last of the
American's went by Theo said he needed to send one more message to
London. Hunter got the radio ready and began to crank the generator
handles. Theo just sent four letters FCUK. He repeated that several times
and told Hunter it was sent. "Our war is over, lets dump this lot except my
revolver."


There is a small lake in France that received all their equipment,
including most weapons, that once belonged to Theo and Hunter. They walked
away and found work on various farms until the war was over. They finally
got to Normandy and a boat home.


Hunter turned and even though Theo was still in the land of nod he
automatically wrapped his arms around his love and like that Hunter joined
him in sleep. Neither would hear Horace come to their room and slip a note
under the door.


Good morning chaps, I hope you slept well. You will not need to take the
report to your old base Theo and the meeting with Col Dowling will be here
on Monday at 11am. I am off to meet with Paul as there is a lot I need to
talk to him about and I will be away over night. Sorry if all this sounds a
bit vague but I hope it will become clearer at the meeting. I will see you
at breakfast tomorrow. Have a lovely day off! Horace.


"What's going on Theo?" They were in the bath with Hunter laying on Theo's
chest and his feet on the wall above the taps. Theo had his arms around the
tall bugger and hugged him tight.


"Not sure, but I think Horace has a plan that Paul may have to agree too. I
just hope whatever it is, its good for us." There was a long pause as Theo
washed Hunters chest, belly and finally his cock. That lead to other things
happening which meant they missed breakfast and just made lunch. They went
out for a walk around the estate and finally down to the beach and stood
opposite the spot in the water were they had first cuddled and fell in
love, not that Theo knew it then. "Hunter, I have no idea what's going on
but I am sure Horace has a plan that will be to our advantage, but more
important I have a plan as well."


"What's that?" They just made breakfast the next day!


They arrived in the dining room and went in and were surprised to see their
Commanding Officer Col Paul Dowling helping himself to scrabbled eggs and
coffee. He put plate and cup down and went to meet his two officers with
hand outstretched. "Welcome home you sods, welcome home." Paul was an
astute individual and when he took one look at Theo he could answer all the
questions he was about to ask, the man was shot through. He then looked at
Hunter and in that instant was sure this amazingly handsome man would bring
Theo through all the trauma that he was quietly going through. Hunter would
show it in more ways than one very soon.


There was a babble of conversation between all four men until they had
finished breakfast and Horace lead them to the Drawing room. Theo and
Hunter sat in arm chairs which made Horace smile as he opened the
meeting. "Paul, its best you start this off."


"Thank you sir." Horace coughed loudly.


"Thank you Horace." Horace smiled and then looked at Theo and Hunter. "Why
don't you two sit were you always do?" There was a shuffle and the two men
settled into the Chesterfield, slightly apart.


"I have read your report and Horace has told me all that you have spoken to
him about. I know by the report there is more and would like you to
verbalize it please."


Theo left it to Hunter and he more or less told Dowling most of what is
written above. It didn't take long and when he finished he deliberately sat
back close to Theo touching him. Paul noticed but did not show it. Horace
had already told him about the situation between them and if Paul had a
problem with the two, he would get a bigger one from him. Paul wisely found
himself without a problem since meeting the General the day before and in
any case if he did have one, it would balls up his proposals that he was
about to deliver.


"Ok, thanks for all that Hunter, I just need to ask a few questions. What
happened to the prisoners?"


"They were treated in accordance with the convention. They had good
accommodation, food water and exercise. We split the two officers from the
troops as they were homosexual and did not want to offend anyone, the
officers were very happy about the new arrangements and must have had a
good war, Theo and I hope they survived, when we buggered off, they were
all still alive."


"And why did you send FCUK? You knew I would have assumed you could be in
deep trouble and when there was no further contact I assumed you were both
dead."


"Our war was over as our part of France had been liberated. We had no
further use in the war effort, it was now too far away. But I could not be
sure that other issues would come our way and I also know it would not be
of any use to you in London and in any case I did not want to cart that lot
all over the place for no reason. I made up my mind and chucked every thing
in a lake, except my revolver. We remained French labourers for four months
and all the time moving towards Normandy. When Germany surrendered we
managed to get on a boat and came home. Oh and by the way my revolver ended
up at the bottom of the Channel."


"You do realise you could be charged with desertion and by your own
admission you are already guilty?" Horace snorted and Paul grinned.


"Go on then." Paul looked at Theo and smiled. "You have no idea just how
much respect I have for both of you, in fact you are going to be decorated
for your work over there and offered regular commissions if you agree to
stay in the army."


As often happened Theo and Hunter looked at one another then turned to
Paul. "No to both Paul, we want to get out and find a different life. We
don't want to be decorated just for killing people and most definitely we
don't want to stay in the army. We want our discharge papers please." Theo
sat back and took Hunters hand and held on to it.


"What will you do then?"


"Rob banks, burglary, kidnap, fraud, there is a ton of work out there."


"Or stay here and help me convert half of my land into market gardening by
erecting at least ten industrial size green houses. I will pay you both
£15 per week until you can earn from profits. This was always the plan
after the war with Thomas and NO you are not substitutes either, but I will
admit I regard you both as I did my son. Please stay and if you agree Abbey
House will become your home, for as long as you wish." Once again they
looked at one another and knew their lives had just been turned round.


"Horace, will it be very hard work?" Theo asked.


"Yes, very."


"In that case you now have your work force and thank you Horace, thank you
so much from both of us."


"I am bloody determined to get something from you two before I leave. Would
you be prepared to give lectures to specialist units say four times a
year?"


"Yes of course Paul, how much!?" Horace was impressed. "THERE! Hunter is
already a businessman!"


"You bugger, ok 20 quid a time and before you ask, each."


Two hours later they shook Paul's hand as civilians and waved him off and
then went back into their new home with Horace.


They closed the door but we are not invited to join them and will have to
go about our own lives, but knowing at the same time these two men had
found happiness with a life together and never a day apart.


THE END

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winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk


Well, I don't think I have made much of an impact on the literary world but
its been great fun and over the time I have had many lovely comments about
my stories. I'm not sure if I will write more and if not I want to take
this opportunity to thank Nifty for their support in uploading them. I do
hope you also appreciate the effort they make and donate to them.


Goodbye, but I may see you again sometime.


Robert