Caught behind enemy lines, the men were separated and each left for a while in isolation with his thoughts and raging fear at the prospect of questioning. There are, however, worse things than being interrogated alone.
Corporal Rick McGann was forced to strip down in his cell and led blindfolded through metallic corridors to another room where his Captain waited, shackled to the wall. The blindfold was removed and McGann was given a few seconds to contemplate the helpless form of his commanding officer before being ordered to strip the other man... The interrogators enjoyed the site with dicks hardening at the prospect of what one or the other of the two men would be made to do in the course of the long evening spent together.