Russia - My Home - 2. Chapter 2 Escape From Berlin

In the presence of the guard Misha said, “I understand you have a communication for the Embassy. Please come to my office.” As soon as they entered the office Misha closed the door and said to his friend, “My God, what has happened? I have never seen you so distraught.”

Franz sat on the sofa in Misha’s office who sat next to him. Franz was shaking. Misha took his hand and gently caressed his back. Slowly Franz began talking and told Misha the entire scene with Eric and the Director. He held no details back.

Misha put his arm around Franz, “We know you have a problem. But let’s be more concerned with solutions than difficulties. For now you are safe. As long as you are in the Russian Embassy no one can harm you. Since no one knows you are here you are sheltered. You may stay as long as necessary to develop a plan. The only person at this Embassy with more authority than me is the Ambassador. He certainly does not want to be concerned with the problems of one German. Especially since the Ambassador uses the guest room to entertain young ladies. His official residence is a ten minute walk from here where he resides with his wife and three children. One of my jobs here at the Embassy is to arrange happy times for the Ambassador. Finding the young ladies is easy. Making sure that the ladies behave, are paid an appropriate amount and leave without complications is the part of my job that the Ambassador especially values. Actually you could say I am his pimp. Everyone wins, the Ambassador is happy, the girls come willingly and are well paid and I am a valued irreplaceable employee. The guard you met at the door is also involved in this caper. I know sometimes he gets sloppy seconds after the Ambassador is happy. The guest room will be your “official” place to sleep except when needed for fun. Since the guest room is down the hall from my room we know where your unofficial place to sleep will be.”

“While I am not trying to minimize the situation you most likely do not have a problem. The Director certainly does not want to face a Nazi official, Eric’s father. Also he has the reputation of the school to consider. We can be positive that Eric will not tell anyone. It is very unlikely that the police, SA, SS or anyone will be notified. If Eric were to report that you molested him, which I am positive he will not do, the Director will claim he saw nothing. Although the possibility of repercussion is unlikely you do realize you violated Sec. 175 of German law related to homosexual activities (175. A male who commits lewd and lascivious acts with another male or permits himself to be so abused for lewd and lascivious acts, shall be punished by imprisonment. In a case of a participant under 21 years of age at the time of the commission of the act, the court may, in especially slight cases, refrain from punishment.). Since you were involved with a minor you could be sent to prison and possibly a labor camp. Treatment of homosexuals at camps is notoriously severe. Some of the guards are sadistic. The rape or even murder of homosexuals is overlooked. While it might not be actual murder over working someone for long days with little food until they die is the same as murder.”

“We can assume the possibility of your continuing in your present position at the school is not possible and that you may not be able to get another position.”

“For now you should relax. Since you are my prisoner I will take advantage of the situation this evening. First I am going to ask the housekeeper to prepare supper for an extra person. The three of us: you, me and Yuz, the guard / driver, will dine together. Then the two of us will do whatever we want. I know we both want the same thing. I plan to get little sleep tonight. Either we will be loving each other or I will be thinking about your future. Within a couple of days we should have a plan for the next chapter in your life.”

After two hours of loving, mostly with Misha on his back and legs on Franz’s shoulders the troubled teacher fell into an exhausted deep sleep. Misha laid awake considering various plans. He finally fell asleep. At about three in the morning remembering some communications from two weeks earlier Misha woke with a start. He jumped out of his bed and naked hurried to his office. He searched through communications from Moscow of the previous weeks. He found the message he was looking for and placed it on his desk.

The next morning, following a quick fuck, they dressed and went to the dining room. The housekeeper brought a breakfast of dark bread, butter, jam, hard boiled eggs, sour cheese and dark robust coffee. Misha told Franz he had some suggestions but needed to follow up on some Embassy work. That afternoon he would present Franz with his ideas. Misha suggested that he and the driver, Yuz, would go to Franz’s room and take his clothes, books and papers. He asked Franz when would be a time when no one was likely to be around. Early in the afternoon Misha and Yuz went to Franz’s room in the Embassy car. They packed and removed all of Franz’s meager possessions. When everything had been placed in a closet in the Embassy Misha made tea and took Franz to his office to discuss his suggestions.

“Two weeks ago I received a memorandum from the Soviet Department of Education in Moscow. Stalin has issued a decree that at least 5,000 Russians must become fluent in the speaking and writing of the German language in the next three years. To implement this the best linguistic students will be recruited and sent to special schools for German language immersion. Also, teachers of German must be found. Preferably these would be native speaking Germans. You my friend are a perfect candidate for one of these my positions.” With a smile on his face he continued, “Stalin wants you. Not in the way I do so you are lucky in that area as I am sure he would be a lousy fuck.”

“Next month I am scheduled to go to Moscow. I suggest you accompany me. I will prepare a fake letter of recommendation from some nonexistent school in Berlin. I will personally tell the appropriate official at the Ministry of Education in Moscow that you suspected you were to be investigated for having made remarks in front of students about corruption in the Nazi party. Consequently you left Berlin before the investigation began and went into hiding. That is the reason you found the position in Russia attractive.”

“I suggest you leave Berlin as soon as possible. I have a good friend in Breslau, Boris Polonsky. He was a wealthy businessman in St. Petersburg prior to the Revolution. He anticipated the turmoil coming in Russia and converted all his assets to gold. First he traveled to Switzerland where he put his fortune in Swiss Banks. He eventually settled in Breslau. He is now in his 70s living off his accumulated wealth and possibly shady business dealings that you and I do not want to know about. He has a comfortable home near the Opera. I know he will enjoy having a handsome young man stay with him. As soon as I can have fake identity papers with a new name prepared you could take the train to Breslau. Don’t look surprised about fake papers. This is an Embassy. Of course we have access to the preparation of identity papers. If you agree I will send a telegraph to Boris asking if a friend can stay with him. I will also give you a copy of the letter with my signature so he knows you are a friend. You can tell him your situation. I am sure he will enjoy hearing the full details and description of the handsome blond, blue eyed, muscular boy that gave you a mouthful. In about a month I will come to Breslau. You and I will then travel to Moscow, Russia in the Soviet Union. You will use your fake name from today until we have entered Russian territory. Then you will revert back to your original name. Here at the Embassy we always have a supply of fake papers prepared needing only date of birth. How is the name Hanns Peltzer?”

“You need to learn the Russian language. I have a textbook in German for the study of basic Russian language. You should begin your studies today. I am positive that Boris in Breslau will gladly tutor you.”

The following day Hanns Peltzer (Franz), departed from the Berlin Hauptbahnhof (main station) on the early morning train to Breslau carrying just one small suitcase. Misha suggested he not take all his possessions as that might create some suspicion. He would bring the rest of his books and clothes when he came to Breslau a month later.

Upon arrival at the Breslau Hauptbahnhof (This historic structure built in 1857 was recently restored to its original exterior grandeur with a modern interior as part of the city being a host to Euro 2012 -  football (soccer) European Championship played every four years) he asked for directions to the Opera House.  It was an easy fifteen-minute walk along the avenues of this beautiful city. He could have taken a tram but chose to see the city close up.  Using the directions provided by Misha he easily found the home of Boris, a first floor (second floor to Americans) flat in an elegant building.  The bell was answered by a handsome young man in his early twenties.  He introduced myself as Hanns Peltzer and stated that Herr Polonsky (Boris) was expecting him.  The young man replied, “He told me you were arriving.”  Then eyeing Hanns carefully, “I am positive he will be very pleased to meet such a handsome man.  My name is Klaus.”  He then took his suitcase caressing Hanns’ hand as he took it.  “Boris is in the parlor.  Please come in.”

Breslau Train Station (2016 - Wroclaw Poland)

As he entered the parlor Boris stood and walked over and embraced him. They kissed cheek to cheek. “Ah, what a handsome man. When I received the telegram from Misha yesterday evening I knew he would send someone interesting. He told me nothing about you but I trust Misha, he has been a good friend and any friend of his is welcome in my home. Klaus, do you have time to prepare coffee and cakes before you depart for your classes at the university?”

Klaus replied affirmatively. Boris directed his guest to a seat next to him on the sofa. They had small talk while waiting for the coffee and cake. Boris asked about the train travel. It was apparent he was waiting for Klaus to depart prior to serious discussion. He explained that Klaus was a student of medicine at the university who he had met at the nearby Municipal Baths. He was from Kreuzburg (today Kluczbork, Poland) about 100 km (60 miles) from Breslau. Boris helped him financially and Klaus cleaned and ran errands for Boris. The old man then told Hanns that Klaus would most likely want to get to know him better after his classes. Boris appeared to be a very healthy and virile man for his age who could very well take care of himself.

After serving the coffee and cake Klaus departed for his classes at the university. Over the next hour Hanns (Franz) related his story. He told about meeting Misha in the Tiergarten and insinuated to their friendship without graphic details. He told about his teaching career that terminated with the indiscretion, actually blow job, with the handsome Aryan blond son of a German official. He then explained Misha’s suggestion about his future, teaching in Moscow.

Boris took the hand of Hanns, caressed it and said, “You have an interesting background. I assume your real name is not Hanns. Don’t reply, I do not need to know your name. I have also escaped from a bad situation. You have my full support. This is your home as long as you need it. Also, I will gladly help you with the Russian language and hopefully find a qualified language tutor. But now, let’s have fun. This is my suggestion for the day. This evening my favorite ballet, Tchaikovsky’s Swan Lake, is being performed at the Opera House. I hope you will be my guest. I notice you only have one suitcase. I am sure it does not contain formal wear for the ballet. First we will take one of my extra suits to the tailor and have it altered for you. Then we will visit the Municipal Baths followed by dinner. By then the suit should be ready and delivered. We will then attend the performance of Swan Lake. My friends will be so jealous when I arrive with such a handsome man. How is that schedule?”

Hanns was astonished. All he had expected was a room to hide in. “It would be my great pleasure to accompany you. Never did I imagine such a welcome to Breslau.” As he leaned in to kiss the older man on the cheek Boris moved his head and they kissed lip to lip.

“As much as I would like to continue our introduction, we must get to the tailor for the alterations.” Boris took Hanns to his bedroom and opened the wardrobe. He found a suit that would be appropriate for the Opera and held it up to Hanns. “This should fit with a few alterations. Let’s go.”

Breslau was one of the largest cities of Germany and many of the conveniences of the city were within an easy walk of the home of Boris. The town square with its magnificent 1560 Rathhouse (Town Hall) and many restaurants and shops was a ten minute walk to the north. A five minute walk to the south was the new Wertheim Department Store (renamed Renoma in 1947). At 35,000 square meters (about 350,000 square feet) it was the largest building of steel framework construction in Europe when built in 1930. The Municipal Baths were just a short walk from the apartment.

They first visited the tailor. He had Hanns try on the suit. The length of the sleeves and pants were alright. The waist needed to be taken in. The coat was a little too full but not noticeable. Boris was a good customer of the tailor who promised to have the altered suit delivered to Boris’ prior to the performance at the Opera house. Their next stop was Wertheim’s store where Boris, who was enjoying dressing the handsome young man, purchased shirts, ties, socks and underwear. When Hanns objected to all the new clothes Boris stated that he looked forward to be accompanied to the ballet with a handsome young man. That would be payment enough.

Then they visited was the 1897 Municipal Sports Hall with the two Olympic size swimming pools, a bath house and other sport facilities. The baths included a three pool complex, a steam room and relaxing room, sculpted sandstone, stained glass windows artistic ceramic tiles and vaulted ceilings. They entered the building just a few blocks from the home of Boris and two blocks east of the Opera House. They walked up a stairway to the left. At the top of the stairs Hanns could see to the right the two swimming pools though observations windows. Just to the left was the entrance to the baths. Hanns noted that it was men only every day except Tuesdays and Thursdays when it was women only. They entered and Boris paid admission at the counter. They were given keys and sheets to use as towels. The next room was a locker room. Boris gave Hanns the key to locker 21. He then stated that he would be in room seven on the upper level. Hanns looked up and there was a line of about ten rooms along a walkway overlooking the lockers. He told Hanns to undress and enter the baths through the double doors. He should take the sheet to use as a towel. He also handed Hanns a bar of soap that he had purchased at the counter.

Hanns saw no one else so was not sure of the protocol. He undressed, folded the towel and wrapped it around his waist. The double doors led to a large tiled room. To his left were two small pools that would hold at the most five men sitting which he later discovered one had hot water and the other cold. Two men were in one of the pools. There were three shower heads on the far wall and toilet rooms to the right. Straight ahead was a hall with doors on each side. At the end of the hall was a larger pool that could hold eight sitting men. One of the men in the small pool got up and walked naked to the shower. He was an attractive man a few years older than Hanns. Hanns removed his towel and turned on the right shower while the attractive man was at the left shower. Hanns began soaping himself while observing his shower mate without being obvious. The man looked at Hanns, smiled and said, “would you like to have me soap your back.” Hanns was surprised. He didn’t want to appear forward while he really wanted to have this man soap his back or anyplace.

“Yes, thank you. That would be helpful. Just cannot reach there.” The man appeared to be erotically rubbing him, not just applying soap. Hanns noted that the other man in the pool was watching them and smiled and winked at Hanns. Hanns suddenly realized he was starting to get hard so moved away, thanked his friend and turned the water to cold.

The man looked at the half hard dick and said, “Glad to help.”

The man walked away from the shower and went to the door on the left in the hall to the larger pool. Hanns heard a hissing sound as the door was opened. He stepped out of the shower area and decided to try the door. He opened it and saw nothing but steam. He entered the room and let his eyes adjust. There were two levels of marble benches on each side of the room. Four men were sitting on the benches. Hanns selected a seat on the upper level directly across from the man who had soaped him. The man stared at Hanns. He starred back. Hanns rubbed his left nipple. The man while keeping his eyes on Hanns rubbed his left nipple. Hanns nonchalantly pulled on his dick. The man did the same. The man who was half hard himself got up, smiled at Hanns and walked out of the steam room. Hanns followed. The man walked to the larger pool and entered. There were two other men in the pool. Hanns entered relieved that the water was warm neither hot nor cold. The man sat on the bench in the pool in an open area to the right. Hanns sat next to him. The man pushed his knee into Hanns’. Hanns pushed back. The man put his hand on the seat beside them and gently touched Hanns’ leg. Hanns put his hand over the man’s. At this moment Boris walked toward the pool, entered and sat on the other side of Hanns. This was the first time that Hanns had seen Boris, who he had just met a few hours earlier, naked. He assumed this man was in his seventies. However his body appeared as someone in his forties. His cock was large with a full overhang of the foreskin. There was no old man belly fat. As Boris sat down he looked at the underwater erections of both men and whispered in Hanns’ ear, “I see you have made a friend. Why don’t the two of you go up to my room and discuss the economy or discuss something else or whatever. When you are finished with your discussion you will probably find me in the relaxing room.” He then handed Hanns his key and caressed his leg under the water. Hanns whispered into the ear of the stranger sitting next to him and they both got up and walked out of the pool area as their erections began to decline.

The man followed Hanns out to the locker area then up the stairs to the walkway and on to room seven. Hanns unlocked the door, they entered and embraced: lip to lip and dick to dick. The man kneeled, took Hanns’ hard dick in his hand, inspected it, licked the moist head, fondled the balls and then swallowed it to the base. Slowly he withdrew to the tip and then plunged in again. This he repeated until Hanns pushed his head away and told him he was close and wanted to savor his. The man stood and Hanns kneeled. He repeated the tender movements of his friend. While doing this he thought of Boris and decided he should not linger too long. Obviously there would be more opportunities in this new city. When his friend told Hanns to stop or he would explode Hanns grabbed the man’s ass with both hands and shoved him deeper into his throat. The man did explode and Hanns swallowed this first (but not last) taste of Breslau cream. Hanns then stood and with one arm around his friend finished himself off spewing his cum on the floor. “Hi, my name is Fr (started to say his real name) Hanns. Nice meeting you.”

“I’m Rudolph. Haven’t seen you before, come here often?”

“This is my first day in your delightful city. I’m sure I will be visiting these baths often during my visit here. Thank you for a delightful welcome. I must not ignore my host, the handsome older man who lent us his room. He told me he would be in the relaxation room. Where is it?”

After Hanns wiped his cum off the floor with the corner of his sheet Fritz led him to the relaxation room across the hall from the steam room. The room contained seven wood chaises that could be adjusted from a flat bed to an upright position. Franz was in one of the center chaises with the back raised and his legs stretched out. He laid naked using his rolled up sheet as a pillow. There were two other men in the room. One was sleeping. He had wrapped his sheet around his middle. The other lay naked with the back of the chaise slightly raised. He either had a large dick or half hard normal sized one. Hanns sat on the edge of chaise next to Boris facing his friend. “Thank you for the opportunity. We had an interesting discussion. I’ll share some of the interesting points with you later.”

Boris laughed and said, “No need, unless you discussed topics I might not be aware of. By the way.” He motioned for Hanns to lean in and he spoke softly. “I should have warned you to be discrete. Many of the men here are not gay. Just be careful who you cruise and your actions while in the steam room, showers, pools or anyplace here. You know the official rule about man to man activities. Assume that everyone you meet is Gestapo. Even your recent friend could have been one. You NEVER know. Officially you could have been arrested if caught doing what you did upstairs. Never forget section 175. I know you know that. Just don’t let your guard down because you are in a place like this. Having said all that, I would have done the same as you given the opportunity. In fact, the man across from you has been stroking it in full view of me. You interrupted his performance. Sit next to me and gently pull on your dick. See what he does.”

Hanns adjusted the adjacent chaise so he could sit leaning back yet high enough to see all around him. He casually scratched his balls. Then, while starring at nothing he squeezed some of the remaining cum from his dick. He half closed his eyes and scratched his balls again. The man across from them took ahold of his dick. Hanns pumped his two strokes. The man began to pump his. Hanns smiled at the man who continued with his pumping. The door opened and both men quickly adjusted his sheet to cover their erections. Hanns looked at the man entering and said, “Oh, hi Rudolf.” He then uncovered himself and continued stroking. Rudolf sat on the chaise next to him. The stranger soon shot his load aiming toward his chest with one spurt hitting his chin. Rudolf laughed. The man rubbed the cum into his chest. He then said, “Shower time.” He got up and as he walked out smiled and then winked in the direction of Hanns and Boris.

Boris said, “That was interesting. However, that man took a chance. How does he know the sleeper over there is really asleep? How did he know you were not enticing him to perform an illegal act? But I did enjoy the sight. I have rested and suggest we stop for an early dinner prior to going home. But first I need to shower. They went to the shower area. Hanns asked Boris if he wanted his back scrubbed. Boris replied that he did while cautioning Hanns to do nothing that would appear erotic.