Prisoner of War

The last thing that Mattias Johansson remembered from being air dropped behind enemy lines was smashing into a tree, impacting on the ground, and being captured by enemy soldiers for which they all spoke German.

Mattias has some knowledge of the language in that he grew up in a rural community in upper Minnesota where many Scandinavians and Germans live so he used his poor knowledge of German language to say, “ I surrender.”

Private First Class Johansson is then taken into custody by the enemy.  He had been blindfolded, gagged, and hand cuffed, then dragged from what he could tell into a big, motorized vehicle.

For the next few hours US Army Private First Class Johansson was driven in the vehicle while thinking to himself, ‘why didn’t these bastards just kill me outright.  I’m not giving up my country to these motherfuckers.’

After what seemed an eternity of a truck ride, PFC Johannsson's truck stopped.  He was escorted out of it while still gagged and blindfolded while captors escorted him out of it.  He is thinking to himself, ‘please put me out of my misery and be quick about it’, but to no avail.

The goons escorted him while he was still blinded, cuffed, and gagged so he has no idea where they are taking him.

The next thing PFC Johannsson experienced was a voice saying was, ‘Halt’ as well as some other words in German.

I then could feel the gag coming off my mouth and the handcuffs coming off my wrists.  As I was about to take off my blindfold when I hear the voice say to me, “leave the blindfold on ‘Bitte’.”

PFC Johannsson then shouts out, “why? Is it that you don’t want me to see your poor Nazi asses before you put a bullet in my head; Dead men don’t talk.”

The man with the German accent just said, “I hope to keep you alive for now because you are just an enemy soldier so not a spy: we don’t look kindly at enemy spies here.”

PFC Johannson replied back, “according to the Geneva Convention, that you Nazi Krauts claim to follow, I can say to you is my name, rank, and serial number.  My name is Mattias Nils Johannsson, Private First Class, my serial number is four six two five six six three and that’s all.”

The voice then gave an order to his underlings.

PFC Johannsson then experienced eight sets of hands taking off his grungy uniform until he is body is almost totally bare, except for his US Army issued boxer shorts and from the man handling that he is experiencing he starts to get an erection in them. 

The person in charge then said something else in German.
PFC Johannsson then feels that his US Army issued boxer shorts are being pulled down harshly and as it is done his cock swells up hard and becomes fully erect.

While still blindfolded PFC Johannsson hears the Nazi’s mutter amongst themselves in German, with one says “‘es Juden, ja.’”

PFC Johannsen then shouts back in English, Swedish and what limited German that he knew, “ Christian, raised a Lutheran so not a Jew.  I’m an American. 

“My maternal grandmother was born in Hessen.  She met a Swede while traveling to America, got married and settled in Minnesota, where I was born.”

The mysterious voice then said, “how do you explain being circumcised considering you claim to be Christian and all Private Johannsson?”

Private Johannsson just replied, “I was born in a hospital, in Duluth, Minnesota.  The docs there cut me there shortly after I was born.  It’s becoming standard procedure in the States”.

The voice then said, “so why are you currently erect Private Johannsson?  Are you a homosexual?”

PFC Johannsson replied back, “I’m no queer.  Six months ago I was drafted into the US Army, went through basic boot camp and then shipped across to England then got shot down here. I can go into more details if you wish.”

The mysterious voice the said, “no need Private Johannsson.  You will be treated to the Geneva Conventions as a prisoner of war.  There is a special camp for you.”

The next thing that PFC recalled was someone grabbing his right arm, tying a band around the upper part of it and then feeling a giant prick of an inoculation needle into it before passing out.