{"id":4397,"date":"2013-12-17T15:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-12-17T14:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=4383"},"modified":"2013-12-17T15:00:00","modified_gmt":"2013-12-17T14:00:00","slug":"someday-in-this-forever-25","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2013\/12\/17\/someday-in-this-forever-25\/","title":{"rendered":"Someday In This Forever 25."},"content":{"rendered":"<div><\/div>\n<div><strong>author: amazinglife2011<\/strong><\/div>\n<div><strong><br \/><\/strong><\/div>\n<div><strong> <\/strong><\/div>\n<div><strong> <\/strong><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:center\"><strong><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"600\" height=\"401\" src=\"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-content\/uploads\/4b72a80970_95835913_o2.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/strong><\/div>\n<div><strong> <\/strong><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">One month later<\/p>\n<p>Tom was leaning against the wall with a smirk on his face. He could not help remarking.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;You look hot, Billie\u2026 gotta fuck you.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Shut up,&#8220; Bill politely scolded. Tom chuckled.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Just look at yourself\u2026 I bet you&#8217;d be turned on too.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Bill rolled his eyes. He was half naked. The t-shirt he was wearing was ruined in a wrong experiment in the lab. The liquid exploded turning his t-shirt into green. Bill cleaned the ink from his face.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;I look terrible, don&#8217;t I?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom clucked his tongue.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Nah\u2026 you look like green lantern.&#8220; Instantly Bill shot him a venomous glare. &#8222;The weak one\u2026 the weak green lantern,&#8220; Tom teased. Bill threw the tissue paper at Tom, Tom laughed. &#8222;Can I lick you?&#8220; He asked very casually. He often asks these weird perverted questions without noticing the place around. He never cares about the situation. He just asks like a brazen faced.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Bill grimaced.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Like always\u2026 it&#8217;s a no.&#8220;<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<hr \/>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Aww\u2026 that&#8217;s makes you more cute and attractive,&#8220; Tom mocked.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Shut up,&#8220; Bill rolled his eyes and stepped near Tom. Tom smirked. &#8222;Can you get a t-shirt for me from my bag? It&#8217;s completely ruined. I brought an extra t-shirt. Here&#8217;s the key,&#8220; he took off the chain and handed it to Tom. Tom smirked. He quickly kissed at Bills neck and ran away from the washroom. Bill shook his head smiling. &#8222;Such a pervert,&#8220; he sighed. In a few minutes, Tom returned with Bill&#8217;s t-shirt.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Here it is.&#8220; He held it before Bill. When Bill was about to take it, Tom moved his hand away. &#8222;At first, give me a kiss before anyone comes,&#8220; Tom demanded.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;I&#8217;d rather go out half naked,&#8220; Bill said passing by Tom.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Okay, okay. Hold on. You&#8217;re so stubborn, Bill.&#8220; Tom handed him the t-shirt halfheartedly. Bill made a face at him and walked out of the washroom. Tom followed after him. Then he caught Bill&#8217;s speed and they walked alongside.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s been one month since Tom&#8217;s breakup with Rebecca. Nothing has changed much &#8211;  yet so many things have changed. Rebecca does not talk to Tom anymore. She has got a new boyfriend. He&#8217;s not a basketball player but he&#8217;s cute. He&#8217;s not even as strong as Tom. Somehow Rebecca loves him. Tom knows that this time she has got the true love. He was not really meant for her.<\/p>\n<p>Harry has proposed Raven a week ago. As predicted, she refused. Since then Harry wanders like a broken hearted lover. His friends believe even he will get the true love one day. He&#8217;s still cheerful with his friends though. He realized he does not need anybody else when his friends are with him. He realized it when he was just eight years old. Matt and Joey are still single. They are happy together, pulling each other&#8217;s leg all the time. Tom and his friends do not pick at others now, they don&#8217;t bully anyone. They have been so much frank with Bill. Bill loves being around people. He does not hide in his bedroom anymore. Tom was single too. As always, he tries to brainwash Bill to have sex with him and the response of it is always the same &#8218;Never in this forever&#8216;. Bill was glad to have people around who do not make him feel like an alien. He knows he is a human, so normal like others. In a word they were happy. There were a few days left to the winter vacation. It was December. Oh yes, Gordon has brought a new car to his son just a few days ago.<\/p>\n<p>10:30 PM. Bill heard the beeping of the mobile from his schoolbag. He jumped from the sleep. He blinked wearily and rubbed his eyes. He got out of the bed and unzipped the bag. It was Tom&#8217;s mobile. He had kept it in Bill&#8217;s bag during the game. Bill sighed. He peeked at the screen. The number was not saved. So it did not show any name. Bill shrugged. He backed to the bed and laid down comfortably keeping the cell phone next to him. In a few minutes a message beeped into the mobile. Bill jumped. He clucked his tongue with annoyance.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Seems like Tom&#8217;s got a lot of fans,&#8220; he said smiling. He did not want to see the message, but after all he was ruled by his hormones. His curiosity possessed him and he hit the button &#8218;view&#8216;. The message was from Gordon&#8217;s number.<\/p>\n<p><em>&#8222;Billie it&#8217;s me, Tom. Can you please get me the mobile tomorrow? You know tomorrow&#8217;s Saturday. We&#8217;re not meeting at school. Please, come home. Love you. Goodnight&#8220;<br \/><\/em><\/p>\n<p>Bill grinned. He took his own mobile out from under the pillow and typed: &#8222;Tomi, I&#8217;ll be there. Don&#8217;t worry. Have a sound and worriless sleep. Goodnight. Love ya too,&#8220; he sent the message and left a sigh. He kept the mobiles on the desk and yawned hugely. He was actually sleepy. He lay down and turned the lights off. Then he does not know what happened next.<\/p>\n<p>Next morning<\/p>\n<p>Bill got ready to go. He has put a lot of makeup today; the eye-shadow was darker than ever around his eyes. He looked gorgeous in that entire black outfit. He felt happy. He knew today was another new day with new possibilities. He does not know why but he felt like something good was going to happen today, something unexpected but good. These days he is searching for a part time job. Who knows if he gets the job somewhere? He pulled the keys from the desk and walked out.<\/p>\n<p>&#8222;Papa\u2026 going out,&#8220; Bill yelled cheerfully from the staircase.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Where to?&#8220; J\u00f6rg stood immediately. He was having breakfast.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;To Tom&#8217;s, why?&#8220; Bill stopped.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;I had some works with you\u2026 well\u2026 not that important though,&#8220; J\u00f6rg shrugged, he did not want to interrupt in Bill&#8217;s way.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;No you can ask me. What is it, dad?&#8220; Bill stepped near his dad. He picked a sandwich from the plate and took a bite.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;I&#8217;ve gotta go check on the car of one of my customers and Gary (Gerald) needs the rudder catalogs.&#8220; He agitated. &#8222;Could you please go and hand over the catalogs\u2026 only if you have time.&#8220;<\/p>\n<p>Bill looked distant. He thought something for a while and nodded to himself meaningfully. &#8222;Who&#8217;s gonna make you late Uncle Gerald or the customer?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Of course, it&#8217;s Gary. He always wastes the time in useless conversations. You have to listen to him and kill your time,&#8220; J\u00f6rg shrugged. He sounded helpless.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;How much time would the customer take?&#8220; Bill narrowed his eyes significantly.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;About an hour.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Okay,&#8220; Bill grinned. He took another bite from the sandwich. &#8222;I&#8217;ve got a plan.&#8220; he ran away and backed after a few minutes with a paper in his hand and the sandwich half eaten in his other hand. He handed the paper to his father. There was an address written in the paper.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;It&#8217;s Tom&#8217;s address.&#8220; He replied before J\u00f6rg could ask about it.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;If you&#8217;re done before me, go to him and,&#8220; he pulled Tom&#8217;s mobile out of his pocket, &#8222;give it to him, okay?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">J\u00f6rg grinned widely. &#8222;Sure.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;I&#8217;ll go to Uncle Gerald,&#8220; Bill agreed. He turned and asked. &#8222;He&#8217;s in the garage, right?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Mm-hmm,&#8220; J\u00f6rg nodded. &#8222;Okay, where are the catalogs?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">J\u00f6rg nodded. &#8222;Oh yes,&#8220; he went to his room and returned in minutes with lots of catalog books in his hand. He handed them to his son. Bill grinned. He turned around.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Bye, dad,&#8220; and walked to the door. J\u00f6rg followed after him till the door. &#8222;Hey, Bill,&#8220; he called. Bill turned.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;That&#8217;s really so sweet of you. Just make sure you&#8217;re not gonna get lost.&#8220; He patted on his son&#8217;s shoulder.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Bill chuckled. &#8222;I wondered why you didn&#8217;t give me these works before. I could&#8217;ve stayed busy.&#8220; He said jokily. J\u00f6rg laughed.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Take care,&#8220; he kissed on Bill&#8217;s forehead. Bill grinned. &#8222;Bye\u2026 and don&#8217;t forget to say &#8218;Hello&#8216; to Tom&#8217;s parents,&#8220; he ran away waving.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Will do that,&#8220; J\u00f6rg promised waving back.<\/p>\n<p><strong>author: amazinglife2011<\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>author: amazinglife2011 One month later Tom was leaning against the wall with a smirk on his face. He could not help remarking. &#8222;You look hot, Billie\u2026 gotta fuck you.&#8220; &#8222;Shut up,&#8220; Bill politely scolded. 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