Inglourious Basterds, Donny Donowitz/Hugo Stiglitz, big
Hugo Stiglitz did a bang-up job killing Nazis. Ordinarily, that would have made him a stand-up guy in Donny’s book. However he couldn’t help being a little… unnerved by Hugo.
Sometimes when Stiglitz looked at Donny, his eyes seemed to glaze over like he was somewhere very far away. And when they were alone (a situation Donny went out of his way to avoid), Hugo was liable to give Donny’s bicep or thigh an intimate squeeze.
“Very big,” he would say in his halting English, “very strong.”
Donny was used to the other guys admiring his physique but he sensed that there was something very different about Stiglitz’s interest in his size and strength.
He had no idea.
It was probably for the best that Donny couldn’t look into Stiglitz’s head. If he had he would have been shocked at what he saw.
Hugo Stiglitz imaged himself kneeling in chains at Donny’s feet. Donny’s powerful body naked, his huge, circumcised cock in his hand as he pissed on Stiglitz, the warm urine rolling down his upturned face. Stiglitz imagined burrowing between Donny’s thighs, sucking at his balls, licking his asshole, finally taking the cock in his mouth, feeling it grow big and hard against his throat, swallowing the hot come the filled his mouth.