{"id":17501,"date":"2008-06-19T18:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-06-19T17:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=17462"},"modified":"2020-10-25T16:10:07","modified_gmt":"2020-10-25T15:10:07","slug":"the-power-of-mind","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2008\/06\/19\/the-power-of-mind\/","title":{"rendered":"The Power of Mind"},"content":{"rendered":"<div>autor: <strong>Dania<\/strong><br \/>\nbetaread: <strong>Janule<\/strong><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><em><strong>edit: &#8222;The Power fo Mind&#8220; je prvn\u00ed z dvojice pov\u00eddek, je\u017e na sebe navazuj\u00ed, proto ji \u010dt\u011bte jako prvn\u00ed. Pov\u00eddka &#8222;Night Before&#8220; je jej\u00edm voln\u00fdm pokra\u010dov\u00e1n\u00edm a vrac\u00ed se v \u010dasov\u00e9 ose p\u0159ed d\u011bj t\u00e9 prvn\u00ed. Hodn\u011b z v\u00e1s to pochopilo obr\u00e1cen\u011b, proto tohle vysv\u011btlen\u00ed. Dal\u0161\u00ed pokra\u010dov\u00e1n\u00ed t\u011bchto dvou pov\u00eddek u\u017e nen\u00ed. :o) J.<\/strong><\/em><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>K jeho u\u0161\u00edm dolehly zvuky z ulice. Probouzel se. Pooto\u010dil hlavou a m\u00edrn\u011b se prot\u00e1hnul. Kolem bok\u016f c\u00edtil n\u011b\u010d\u00ed pa\u017ei. Oto\u010dil se tv\u00e1\u0159\u00ed k d\u00edvce, p\u0159ipraven zjistit, kter\u00e1 je tou \u0161\u0165astnou. Marn\u011b se sna\u017eil vzpomenout, kter\u00e1 ze v\u010derej\u0161\u00edch sle\u010den se mu zal\u00edbila natolik, \u017ee ji pozval i do sv\u00e9 postele.<\/div>\n<div>\u010cernovl\u00e1ska. \u0160t\u00edhl\u00e1 \u010dernovl\u00e1ska. D\u00edval se na stvo\u0159en\u00ed p\u0159ed sebou, sto\u010den\u00e9 do klub\u00ed\u010dka, vlasy spadaj\u00edc\u00ed do tv\u00e1\u0159e. Naklonil se bl\u00ed\u017e k n\u00ed, pokr\u00fdvka se sesunula a jemu se naskytl pohled na jej\u00ed hrudn\u00edk, velmi, velmi ploch\u00fd hrudn\u00edk! Zmaten\u011b zamrkal, v\u017edy holdoval dob\u0159e vyvinut\u00fdm sle\u010dn\u00e1m.<\/div>\n<div>\u010cernovl\u00e1ska se pohnula, p\u0159eto\u010dila se na z\u00e1da a Tomovi do o\u010d\u00ed uhodilo potetovan\u00e9 lev\u00e9 p\u0159edlokt\u00ed. Zalapal po dechu.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Och bo\u017ee!&#8220; za\u0161eptal a se strachem se pod\u00edval do obli\u010deje osob\u011b, le\u017e\u00edc\u00ed vedle n\u011bj.<\/div>\n<hr \/>\n<div>&#8222;To nen\u00ed pravda, to nem\u016f\u017ee b\u00fdt pravda!&#8220; Zd\u011b\u0161en\u011b vysko\u010dil z postele a z\u00edral na sv\u00e9ho bratra. Nemohl d\u00fdchat. Ve\u0161ker\u00e9 racion\u00e1ln\u00ed my\u0161lenky se vytratily a jeho mozkem rezonovala pouze dv\u011b odd\u011blen\u00e1 slova: sex a Bill.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Rozhl\u00e9dl se po m\u00edstnosti. Bill\u016fv pokoj. Po podlaze le\u017eelo poh\u00e1zen\u00e9 jejich oble\u010den\u00ed. Tom ne\u010dekal a za\u010dal se p\u0159ekotn\u011b obl\u00e9kat. Musel pry\u010d. Nemohl d\u00fdchat a u\u017e v\u016fbec nebyl schopen rozumn\u011b uva\u017eovat. Opustil m\u00edstnost, ti\u0161e za sebou zabouchl a sesul se na podlahu.<\/div>\n<div>&#8218;To se nestalo, to se nestalo, nikdy se to nestalo!&#8216; opakoval si neust\u00e1le dokola. Po deseti minut\u00e1ch na podlaze se zvednul a \u0161el do sv\u00e9ho pokoje. Pot\u0159eboval p\u0159em\u00fd\u0161let, musel si vzpomenout! T\u0159eba se to nestalo, t\u0159eba si jen pov\u00eddali a potom usnuli! To se prost\u011b nestalo. Nemohlo!<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Chodil po m\u00edstnosti v mal\u00fdch kruz\u00edch, nevn\u00edmal sv\u011bt kolem n\u011bj, byl ztracen v p\u0159edstav\u00e1ch a obav\u00e1ch. P\u0159esv\u011bd\u010doval s\u00e1m sebe, \u017ee se nic nestalo. NIC SE NESTALO!<\/div>\n<div>P\u0159i pomy\u0161len\u00ed na sex s Billem se mu ud\u011blalo nevolno. M\u011bl sv\u00e9ho bratra r\u00e1d, ale tohle, to by bylo nechutn\u00e9. Neust\u00e1le si opakoval ta slova, p\u0159esv\u011bd\u010doval se, a\u017e tomu nakonec uv\u011b\u0159il.<\/div>\n<div>Vyt\u011bsnil ze vzpom\u00ednek svoje nah\u00e9 t\u011blo, vn\u00edmaj\u00edc\u00ed horkost s\u00e1laj\u00edc\u00ed z jeho bratra. Vyt\u011bsnil ze vzpom\u00ednek pa\u017ei, dla\u0148 v bl\u00edzkosti jeho mu\u017estv\u00ed. Nic se nestalo!<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>V jeho mysli se zjevovaly pouze nevinn\u00e9 situace, oba oble\u010den\u00ed ve spodn\u00edm pr\u00e1dle a tri\u010dku, ka\u017ed\u00fd na sv\u00e9 stran\u011b postele. B\u011b\u017en\u00e1 situace, kter\u00e1 se opakovala u\u017e n\u011bkolikr\u00e1t. Unaven\u00ed po dlouh\u00e9m dni, usnuli b\u011bhem bratrsk\u00e9 rozpravy. Ano, p\u0159esn\u011b takhle se to stalo tak\u00e9 minulou noc. Jen jsme si spolu pov\u00eddali a potom usnuli. ANO, TAK TO BYLO!<\/div>\n<div>Na Tomov\u011b tv\u00e1\u0159i se usadil \u00fasm\u011bv. Zhluboka si oddechnul a ode\u0161el do koupelny za\u010d\u00edt den p\u0159\u00edjemnou sprchou.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>****<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Dnes v noci se mu zd\u00e1l p\u0159ekr\u00e1sn\u00fd sen. Byl tak \u017eiv\u00fd, tolik skute\u010dn\u00fd. Miloval se. S Tomem. <em>Hladil m\u011b, l\u00edbal m\u011b, dot\u00fdkal se. Miloval m\u011b! M\u011b! C\u00edtil jsem jeho doteky v\u0161ude. C\u00edtil jsem jeho v\u016fni, sly\u0161el jeho sm\u00edch, jeho steny. \u0160eptan\u00e1 slova. \u0158\u00edkal mi, \u017ee jsem to nejkr\u00e1sn\u011bj\u0161\u00ed, co zn\u00e1. \u017de jsem dokonal\u00fd!<\/em><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Bill se usm\u00e1l. \u0160t\u011bst\u00ed pramen\u00edc\u00ed z toho pocitu, z pocitu b\u00fdt milov\u00e1n, jej zaplavovalo ve vln\u00e1ch. Nev\u0161\u00edmal si v\u011bdom\u00ed, \u017ee to byl jen sen. V\u011bd\u011bl, \u017ee to byl pouze v\u00fdplod jeho sn\u00edc\u00ed mysli, ale v tuto chv\u00edli to nebylo d\u016fle\u017eit\u00e9. Jedin\u00e9, na \u010dem z\u00e1le\u017eelo, byl ten pocit. A vjemy. Vn\u00edmal teplo postele, vn\u00edmal sametov\u011b jemn\u00fd dotek povle\u010den\u00ed na nah\u00e9m t\u011ble. A v\u0161echny tyhle vjemy v n\u011bm zanech\u00e1valy pocit napln\u011bn\u00ed. Je\u0161t\u011b nikdy po podobn\u00fdch snech, a \u017ee jich m\u011bl u\u017e hodn\u011b, nec\u00edtil takov\u00e9 uspokojen\u00ed. Bylo to jako opravdick\u00e9, bylo to opravdick\u00e9!<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Do sv\u00e9ho bratra se zamiloval v ten okam\u017eik, kdy jej Tom ut\u011b\u0161oval. Bylo to po jednom z t\u011bch koncert\u016f, kdy nedok\u00e1zal d\u00edky mutaci ovl\u00e1dat svoje hlasivky. Tehdy mu bylo \u010derstv\u00fdch patn\u00e1ct. A od t\u00e9 doby se pro n\u011bj stal Tom naprost\u00fdm ide\u00e1lem. Jeho star\u0161\u00ed br\u00e1\u0161ka, ochr\u00e1nce. Postupem \u010dasu se Bill do sv\u00fdch p\u0159edstav tak zapletl, \u017ee kolikr\u00e1t nerozezn\u00e1val mezi snem a skute\u010dnost\u00ed. V jeho vysn\u011bn\u00e9m sv\u011bt\u011b jej Tom miloval stejn\u011b, jako on jeho. A on v tom sv\u011bt\u011b \u017eil rad\u011bji ne\u017e v tom skute\u010dn\u00e9m. Kdykoliv, kdy se naskytla p\u0159\u00edle\u017eitost, pono\u0159il se do sv\u00fdch my\u0161lenek, do sv\u00fdch p\u0159edstav a nechal se jimi un\u00e1\u0161et. Op\u011bt se c\u00edtil neskute\u010dn\u011b \u0161\u0165astn\u00fd. Nic jej net\u00ed\u017eilo, v\u0161echno bylo jednodu\u0161e dokonal\u00e9, v\u0161echno bylo tak, jak by m\u011blo b\u00fdt. V t\u011bch okam\u017eic\u00edch se Bill c\u00edtil \u0161\u0165astn\u00fd.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>A o to hor\u0161\u00ed byly n\u00e1vraty do reality. Poka\u017ed\u00e9 tvrd\u011b dopadnul nohama na zem, srdce mu zt\u011b\u017eklo bolest\u00ed. P\u0159i zji\u0161t\u011bn\u00ed, \u017ee vlastn\u011b nic z toho nen\u00ed pravda, m\u011bl v\u017edy nutk\u00e1n\u00ed plakat, vybre\u010det mo\u0159e slz, ve kter\u00fdch by mohl utopit sv\u016fj \u017eal. Ale to p\u0159ece nemohl, byl Bill Kaulitz, frontman skupiny Tokio Hotel. Musel b\u00fdt dokonal\u00fd, v\u017edy v pohod\u011b, naprosto spokojen\u00fd a \u0161\u0165astn\u00fd.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Av\u0161ak nedok\u00e1zal zabr\u00e1nit tomu, aby city k bratrovi prosakovaly jeho chov\u00e1n\u00edm. Kdy\u017e se d\u00edval na Toma, nedok\u00e1zal se d\u00edvat bez l\u00e1sky v o\u010d\u00edch. Kdy\u017e poslouchal jeho slova, jeho historky, nedok\u00e1zal nehltat ka\u017ed\u00e9 jeho slovo. Kdy\u017e jej Tom objal, nedok\u00e1zal nepoc\u00edtit z\u00e1chv\u011bv vzru\u0161en\u00ed p\u0159i doteku jejich t\u011bl. Nedok\u00e1zal to. A u\u017e se to ani nesna\u017eil potla\u010dovat.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Av\u0161ak bolest, tu se nau\u010dil skr\u00fdvat. Kdykoliv, kdy\u017e vid\u011bl Toma v objet\u00ed s n\u011bjakou groupie, d\u011blalo se mu zle. Ale jeho obli\u010dej neprozrazoval nic. Byl lhostejn\u00fd. Pouze jeho du\u0161e um\u00edrala p\u0159i pomy\u0161len\u00ed, \u017ee je Tom \u0161\u0165astn\u00fd v n\u00e1ru\u010di n\u011bkoho jin\u00e9ho. Ale dnes v noci, dnes to bylo jin\u00e9. Tom obj\u00edmal jeho, l\u00edbal jeho, miloval jeho! S \u00fasm\u011bvem na tv\u00e1\u0159i vstal z postele a \u0161el se osprchovat. Jeho snem om\u00e1men\u00e1 mysl si nev\u0161imla skvrn na prost\u011bradle. D\u016fkazu, \u017ee dne\u0161n\u00ed sen nebyl jen snem.<\/div>\n<div>____________________<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Co je lep\u0161\u00ed, v\u011bd\u011bt a trp\u011bt, nebo nev\u011bd\u011bt a doufat? Lidsk\u00e1 mysl je z\u00e1hadn\u00e1 v\u011bc. Dok\u00e1\u017ee p\u0159esv\u011bd\u010dit o l\u017ei, dok\u00e1\u017ee zm\u00e1st, dok\u00e1\u017ee uspokojit. Dok\u00e1\u017ee cokoliv.<\/p>\n<p>autor: <strong>Dania<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><strong><em><a href=\"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2008\/06\/19\/night-before\/\">pokra\u010dov\u00e1n\u00ed zde<\/a><\/em><\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>autor: Dania betaread: Janule edit: &#8222;The Power fo Mind&#8220; je prvn\u00ed z dvojice pov\u00eddek, je\u017e na sebe navazuj\u00ed, proto ji \u010dt\u011bte jako prvn\u00ed. Pov\u00eddka &#8222;Night Before&#8220; je jej\u00edm voln\u00fdm pokra\u010dov\u00e1n\u00edm a vrac\u00ed se v \u010dasov\u00e9 ose p\u0159ed d\u011bj t\u00e9 prvn\u00ed. 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