Disclaimer: Hogan's Heroes belongs to Bing Crosby Productions, CBS Television
and Paramount Television. This story is not-for-profit but I own it.

Date: 10/05/2008

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Voyurism, female solo sex, male solo sex, male/female sex

Category: Het

Pairing: Hogan/Inge

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Summary: A modern-day newspaper reporter ells the story about what happens
next between Hogan and Inge after she suddenly becomes a target for Major
Hochstetter's Gestapo goon squad.

Other Notes: This AU story takes place long after the episode entitled 'To
Gestapo With Love'.

Dedications: None so far.

Hogan's Heroes: Love Nest Underneath Stalag 13
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

I had just recieved a sealed file from an reliable source for an article that
I just happen to be writing for a local newspaper known as The Plain Dealer
which happens to be on one of the most colorful figures within the entire
history of World War Two who was named Colonel Robert Hogan, the one Army Air
Corps officer who had gotten himself shot down from the skies over Nazi
Germany and taken to a POW camp known as Stalag 13 which was close to the
town of Hammelberg and in command of a Luftwaffe commandant whose name was
Wilhelm Klink.

As a matter of fact, while he has been incarcerated inside that prison camp,
Colonel Hogan had been placed in charge of a sabotage and intelligence unit
that happens to be operating from out of that very camp with some help from
the camp's secretary who was known as Hilda, right under Klink's nose and
without getting any trouble from one of the guards whose name was Sergeant
Hans Schultz, who would rather close his eyes and pretend that he has seen
or known nothing.

As for the other POWs who were also once members of Hogan's unit, they were
an American explosives expert who was named Sergeant Andrew Carter, a small
member of the French Resistance whose name was Corporal Louis LeBeau, the one
soldier of the British Army who was known as Corporal Peter Newkirk and an
African-American communications officer who was named Sergeant James Kinchloe
and it was with those very members with him, Colonel Hogan has been able to
successfully sabotage each and every plan that the Nazis had in order to
destroy the Allies and make sure that they wind up with egg on all of their

Speaking of which, according to the file that I had glanced through, a
Gestapo officer who was known as Major Wolfgang Hochstetter had tried a whole
new method of prying information from Colonel Hogan and his fellow POWs which
had involved three beautiful German females whose names were Anna Mannheim,
Heidi Baum and Inge Wagner, who were successful in getting LeBeau to shoot
his mouth off but only to had Hogan turn the tables on them and Inge Wagner
was the first Gestapo female to fall and it was because of Hogan saying that
Heidi had told him about Inge's hometown having been Berlin, her two failed
marriages, her brother who was being a Communist and her father had been
thrown out of the Nazi Party.

But there is something in side the file that I'm still trying to figure out
without any success and I guess that since I'm also a pretty good writer of
fiction, I might as well go ahead and tell you the story that both yours
truly and my very own imagination are writing right now which happens to
begin on a cold October evening within the Hammelberg apartment of Inge
Wagner, who had no choice but to stop taking her bath, put on her bathrobe
and step out of her bathroom in order to answer the ringing telephone.

But as soon as she had picked up the phone and asked, "Hello? Could you
please tell who this is?" the voice of a woman who was being scared right out
of her mind had answered, "Inge, this is Heidi!Please listen to me and get
yourself out of Germany as quickly as you possibly could!Gestapo agents had
already murdered Anna and under orders from Major Hochstetter!You really
must...! Who's there? I said 'who's there'? NO! YOU CAN'T DO THIS! PLEASE!

And after she had heard the sound of a single gunshot and realized that those
very Gestapo agents had just killed Heidi and she was about to be next, a
shocked Inge had quickly hung up the phone, packed as many of her personal
things as she had possibly been able to inside a suitcase and gotten her
personal ass out of that apartment and as far away from that scene as she was
able to get.

Then, as soon as she had looked around the deep wooded area that she had
placed herself in and discovered that the Gestapo agents had been unable to
follow her, Inge had placed her hand on her chest and let out a sigh of
relief, only to have her realize that she had to keep right on moving and
find any one place that would provide her with a safe place to hide from
Hochstetter and his personal Gestapo goon squad for the night.

But as soon as she had gotten herself out of those woods and shockingly
discovered that she was leading herself straight to Stalag 13, the only thing
that poor Inge had done was sit herself down on a nearby tree stump, place
her hands over her eyes and start crying her eyes out but that was before she
had suddenly noticed that the tree stump that she was sitting on was no
ordinary tree stump.

And after she had kneeled herself down, knocked on that very stump and
noticed that it was actually hollow, a curious Inge had lifted the top of
that stump, placed herself right inside of it and closed the top of that
stump before she had climbed the ladder down to the ground below, looked
around the room that she had placed herself in and discovered that -- in
some small way -- Major Hochstetter was right about Colonel Hogan and his
fellow POWs, only to also have her realize that he was going to have her
killed anyway and it would be best for her to stay right where she was for
the night.

Then, after she had discovered that Hogan and his men had placed all of the
comforts of home inside their underground lair, a small-smiling Inge had
placed her suitcase inside a guest room, removed all of her clothes and taken
a nice warm shower just before a certain Colonel Robert Hogan had placed
himself back into the barracks above which was where he had suddenly heard
the sound of water running underneath him and that had caused Hogan to tap on
a bunk bed frame to allow one of those bunk beds to lift itself up and Hogan
to peek his head down the tunnel and ask, "Say, Kinch?Are you taking a shower
down there?"

But as soon as he had gotten no answer, a curious Hogan had decided to climb
himself down the ladder and start looking around the underground lair to make
sure that no one else was down there with him. And after he had done that,
Hogan had turned himself around and noticed that Inge had stepped out of the
shower room in only her bathrobe which had caused Hogan to cross his arms and
say, "Well, I had never thought that we would be able to be seeing each other
again... and so soon."

"To tell you the truth, Colonel Hogan. Neither have I. But you don't have
to worry. I had came here to get away from the Gestapo agents who are under
orders from Major Hochstetter to kill the very team that he had once used to
pry information from you and your men. And as you could planely see, I'm the
only one! Please, Colonel Hogan! I really don't know how you would be able
to do it! It's just that I need to get myself out of Germany! I would even
be desperate enough to hand all of the information that I have on the German
forces over to London!" that was what a teary-eyed Inge had said to an
understanding Hogan before he had placed his gentle hands on her cheeks and
said, "Okay, Inge. Okay. Take it easy. Don't worry. You'll just stay down
here for the night and we'll get in contact with London. All you have to do
know is don't worry, okay?"

And after she had given what Hogan had said some thought and nodded her head
in response to that question, Inge had allowed the heroic colonel to wrap
his gentle arms around her and given her a big friendly hug before they had
looked at each other's eyes for a minute or two and kissed each other ever
so deep and passionately on the lips just in time for Inge to remove her robe
and start pumping two of her fingers in and out of her hot, wet pussy and
carressing her own tits with the other hand and for Hogan to take all of his
clothes off and start stroking his stiff cock right in front of her.

Then, after Hogan had moved himself closer to Inge and began licking all over
her nude body -- all the way down to her hot and steamy cunt and carressing
her firm breasts, Inge had placed her hands on Hogan's bare shoulders, slowly
licked her lips and said, "Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Robert!
Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!" before they had
laid their bare-ass naked bodies on the bed and Hogan had turned himself
around and allowed Inge to start sucking on his stone hard dick which had
caused her to suddenly realize that she was able to enjoy each and every
minute of experiencing the one thing that she had never been able to
experience with anyone like Hogan before which happens to be pure and untamed
sexual pleasure.

And of course, that was before Hogan had placed his stiff cock inside Inge's
asshole, blown his hot breath on the nape of her bare neck and used each of
his hands to carress both her stiff mounds and hot, moist snatch just in time
for a sexually-energized Inge to place one of her hands on Hogan's bare
shoulder and the other hand on his bare arm and yell at the top of her lungs,

And after they had started moving themselves harder and faster and continued
to do so until they had both finally came and collapsed due to exhaustion,
both Hogan and Inge had fallen asleep with their naked arms in a lover's
embrace before Sergeant Schultz had ordered the rest of Hogan's squad back
inside the barracks for the night.

As for what the future holds for both Hogan and Inge, I do believe that since
I still need to get this story written and I need more info than what was
inside that file, I had decided to get on the phone and give him and his
beautiful wife, Inge Wagner-Hogan a call and find out more about their little
love nest underneath Stalag 13.



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