Herst Schulz trudged his way to the communal bathroom, the weight of the day's drills under the watchful eye of Gerhard Vitte pressing down on him. His muscles ached, and his mind was foggy from the alcohol he'd indulged in earlier.
As he entered the tiled room, Gerhard's deep voice echoed through the barracks, "Hurst, report to my quarters after you're done!"
Herst let out a sigh, his shoulders slumping as he made his way to an empty stall. He closed the door behind him, relieved to finally have a moment to himself. But even as he relieved himself, he couldn't shake the thoughts of his commanding officer from his mind.
The bathroom door creaked open, and Herst's heart skipped a beat, thinking it was Gerhard. But it was just another soldier, who gave him a curious look before heading to an empty stall.
Herst hurried to finish, but the thoughts of Gerhard lingered. He couldn't understand why he felt this strange attraction to his commanding officer. It was forbidden, dangerous even. But he couldn't deny the way his heart raced every time Gerhard was near.
Finally finished, Herst exited the stall, only to find Gerhard leaning against the sink, arms crossed, a smirk on his face.
"I didn't know you were joining me, sir," Herst stammered, trying to hide his embarrassment.
Gerhard chuckled, "I didn't realize you were so eager to see me, Hurst."
Herst, flustered, tried to play it cool, "I-I wasn't, sir. I was just..."
Gerhard interrupted, "Relieving yourself? I can see that."
Herst, red-faced, tried to straighten himself up, but Gerhard's gaze was unwavering.
"At ease, Hurst. I'm not here to scold you," Gerhard said, his voice softer now.
Herst, still on edge, asked, "Then why are you here, sir?"
Gerhard, with a playful grin, responded, "I was wondering if you could help me relieve something... else."
Herst's heart pounded in his chest as he processed Gerhard's words. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. But as he looked into Gerhard's eyes, he saw the truth in them.
Taking a deep breath, Herst replied, "I-I'd be happy to help, sir."
Gerhard's smirk grew wider as he pushed himself away from the sink. "Excellent, Hurst. Follow me."
Herst did as he was told, his mind racing with anticipation and fear. He had no idea what was about to happen, but he knew one thing for sure - this was no ordinary bathroom break.
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