The Big Scary Doctor

~I own Fritzand the story. I don\'t own Josef Mengele, no matter hwo much I wish I did. ^.~ Don\'t steal Fritz. I\'m making no money offa dis.~
In case you dorks dunno, this is set in the hospitial at Auschwitz. Don\'t know what Auschwitz is? Then you need to be shot. Idiot.~
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The Big Scary Doctor


\"Oh look at me! I\'m the big scary doctor! Look out or I\'ll cut you up!\" Fritz growled at some of the captive Jewish doctors as he stood atop a medical table, waving a scalpel menacingly. Over his dark gray and black SS uniform he wore an over sized white lab coat that was stained here and there with old blood. The doctors were laughing so hard tears rolled down their pale faces. \"No! Stop! I can\'t breath!\" One of them gasped as he clutched his sides.

Fritz jumped over their heads, landing behind them. \"I\'m so big and scary! Look out kiddies or I\'ll sneak up behind you and cut your balls off!\" The Jews howled in laughter and one of the soldiers on duty outside stuck his head inside the door, rain dripping off his hat onto the floor. \"What\'s going on in here?\" He asked sharply and Fritz turned and ran at him with the scalpel raised. \"GAH! You dare disturb the great and powerful Mengele?! You shall DIIIIIIIIIIIE!\" The guard jerked his head out of the room with a yelp and slammed the door.

Fritz turned his back on the door with a hoot of laughter to find the doctors leaning on each other for support as they continued to laugh at his antics. \"What\'s this? Your slacking off?! Do you know how important our work is?! It\'s very important that we snip off peoples balls and sew twins together and other experiments that have no real medical value just so we can get a nice cushy job and a big paycheck!\" He roared in a tone that mocked the real Josef Mengele’s voice.

Suddenly the doctors went quite but Fritz, being in very high spirits, continued his act. \"Oh I\'m the big scary doctor! Watch out or I\'ll cut you up!\" He grinned but his grin faded at the terrified looks on the other men\'s faces. He turned slowly around to find the real Josef Mengele standing behind him with his hands on his hips, glaring down at the shorter man. Fritz gulped as he raised a sleeve covered hand to wave at the rain soaked man.

\"Uh...good morning Sir...just ah...joking around a bit before-\" Josef interrupted him \"Before we do more experiments that have no true medical value?\" He asked in an icy tone. \"All of you, out.\" The Jewish doctors made a mad dash for the door and Fritz started to walk out after them but Josef grabbed the collar of his jacket as he went past. \"Not you.\" Fritz shrugged out of the coat  and Josef threw it at the coat rack. \"I can explain, Sir...you see uh...um...give me a minute....\" Josef went to sit on the edge of the low operating table. \"Come here.\" Fritz walked over to him, his legs shaking weakly as he was sure that Josef was going to kill him or do some other horrible thing to him.

\"Give me that scalpel.\" Josef growled and Fritz handed it to him with severe reservations. \"Now drop your pants.\" Josef said with a slight smile causing Fritz\'s eyes to widen. \"What?\" \"I said to drop your pants, underwear too.\" Fritz gulped and slowly undid his belts. /Oh Gods,/ he thought /He\'s going to castrate me for making fun of him! Adolf said that he couldn\'t kill me but he never said he couldn\'t maim me!/ \"Please Sir-\" \"Now Fritz.\" Fritz nodded slowly and pushed his pants and underwear down around his ankles.

\"Now come here.\" He took a few steps forward and Josef grabbed him, tugging him down so he was bent over his lap. /Oh shit! He\'s really gonna do it!/ Fritz closed his eyes, his fingers digging into the material of Josef\'s pants as he waited for the cold, steel blade to slice into him but the blade never came. Instead Josef\'s un gloved hand slammed against the tender flesh of his rear making him jump. \"OW!\" \"Hold still, this will be over soon and maybe when your trying to sit down later you\'ll remember not to make fun of me ever again!\"  Fritz\'s cheeks turned blood red as the embarrassing punishment continued, every slap extracting a small yelp of shock and mild pain from him.

After a while Josef\'s hand stopped hitting him and merely settled against his reddened rear. Fritz twisted around trying to get out of Josef\'s grip but the larger man held him tightly. \"Hold still Fritz.\" He said softly and Fritz unwillingly complied, going limp once again as Josef\'s hand rubbed gently over the smooth skin of his ass. \"W-what are you doing?\" Fritz asked softly wanting very much to be off Josef\'s lap and at the same time wanting very much to stay on Josef\'s lap.

Then something horrible entered his mind. /Dear Gods! I\'m getting hard!/ Indeed his cock was starting to come to attention, pressing against Josef\'s leg. Actually it had started to harden with the first hit but due to the slight pain Fritz hadn\'t noticed. He thought he felt something prodding against him and could think of only one thing that it could be. /Is...is Josef hard too? Is he enjoying this as much as I am?/ The thought was impossible but logical, very logical. Suddenly he was yanked upwards, yelping sharply as he was set back on his feet.

It took him a moment for his head to clear, the blood having rushed to it from his previous uncomfortable position. He was thankful that his SS jacket was long enough to hide his erection but all the same he yanked his pants up quickly.
\"Right then.\" Josef too stood and straightened his uniform and Fritz was sure that he saw that Josef had an erection but he didn\'t dare stare to make sure.

\"Go bring in the Winosky twins, the boys not the girls.\" Fritz nodded and darted to the door, grabbing his rifle which leaned next to the door. \"Oh and Fritz?\" Fritz turned back to look at Josef who smiled slightly at him. \"Don\'t mention that to anyone.\" Fritz nodded before darting out into the cold rain.~