{"id":4423,"date":"2013-12-09T15:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-12-09T14:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=4409"},"modified":"2013-12-09T15:00:00","modified_gmt":"2013-12-09T14:00:00","slug":"someday-in-this-forever-21","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2013\/12\/09\/someday-in-this-forever-21\/","title":{"rendered":"Someday In This Forever 21."},"content":{"rendered":"<div><strong>author: amazinglife2011<\/strong><\/div>\n<div><strong> <\/strong><\/div>\n<div><\/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=\"\" \/><br \/><\/strong><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom was lying on Bill&#8217;s bed with his arms under his head. Bill was sitting next to him. They were having a good time together and Bill also felt trouble-free with Tom for the first time. There in downstairs J\u00f6rg was happy that his boy had a friend to pass the time with.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;You know what, I badly believe that man cannot live alone,&#8220; Bill said lying next to Tom with his eyes stuck at the ceiling.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom chuckled, surprised. &#8222;Why?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Because I live alone most often\u2026 and I know how hard it is,&#8220; Bill sighed. Tom closed his eyes.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;You&#8217;ll be no longer alone, Bill. Let me be your all-time-support.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Would you be my friend?&#8220; Bill asked, expressionless.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Even the boyfriend,&#8220; Tom teased.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Bill rolled his eyes. &#8222;I&#8217;m not kidding.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom laughed. &#8222;Sorry\u2026 I mean the best friend,&#8220; he giggled. Bill shook his head.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;You&#8217;re such an Arschloch.&#8220;<\/div>\n<hr \/>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">\n<p>Tom chuckled. &#8222;What? What did that mean? I&#8217;m such a what?&#8220; he asked curiously. Bill tittered.<\/p><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;I won&#8217;t tell you,&#8220; he giggled.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Hey, please tell me,&#8220; Tom shook him childishly.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Arschloch, Arschloch, Arschloch,&#8220; Bill kept chanting the German word like a gospel. &#8222;Dumm! Er versteht nicht, dass ich missbrauche ihn. Fake lover!&#8220; Bill teased. Tom raised one eyebrow.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;You said fake lover?&#8220; he gasped in disbelief. &#8222;Oh\u2026 so you&#8217;re abusing me in your language. Hey what language is it?&#8220; Tom asked curiously. Bill clucked his tongue.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;I won&#8217;t tell you,&#8220; he giggled. Tom smirked.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Teasing hun,&#8220; he suddenly pulled Bill&#8217;s elbow and Bill crushed on his chest.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;You&#8217;re not gonna kiss me again,&#8220; Bill warned.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;I&#8217;m so gonna do it right now.&#8220; He pulled Bill down and climbed on him. Bill gave him a horrified look.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;You&#8217;re in my house Mr. Tr\u00fcmper.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Yet I&#8217;m gonna kiss you. I missed your kiss and I know you&#8217;re not translating your language so that I&#8217;ll kiss you. You too want it from me. Don&#8217;t you?&#8220; Tom smirked.<\/p>\n<p>Bill shook his head; smirking back.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;No\u2026 no way,&#8220; he tried to push Tom away, but playfully this time, not with hatred. Tom bent close to Bill. He rested his lips on Bill&#8217;s lips for a few seconds and pressed it against Bill&#8217;s lips. Bill did not actually know how to react. He kept trying pointlessly to push Tom away, not angrily. Tom gripped Bill&#8217;s wrists tightly with his hands.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Did you come to do this to my house?&#8220; Bill asked when Tom started kissing around his neck. Tom chuckled.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Of course not. But you&#8217;re so\u2026 sexy you know.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;I&#8217;m not a girl,&#8220; Bill reminded him.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Yet,&#8220; Tom licked Bill&#8217;s lips. Bill rolled his eyes. Tom moved inches away from him. &#8222;Aren&#8217;t you American?&#8220; he narrowed his eyes.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;No, I&#8217;m from Germany, why?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;I didn&#8217;t know\u2026 Ohkayyy,&#8220; Tom grinned. &#8222;So that was German you spoke.&#8220; Bill chuckled<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Yeah.&#8220;<\/p>\n<p>Tom smirked. &#8222;Hottie,&#8220; he brushed his fingers on Bills chest, slowly pulling his t-shirt up.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Hey don&#8217;t make me naked!&#8220; Bill yelled horrifiedly.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Shh, don&#8217;t panic, Bill. It&#8217;s your house. Mr. Kaulitz will hear us. Stupid.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Yet, don&#8217;t try to have sex with me,&#8220; Bill scolded. Tom laughed teasingly.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;I&#8217;m not trying to have sex with you.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Yeah you said that before too,&#8220; Bill rolled his eyes. &#8222;Pervert&#8220; he grumbled. Tom laughed. &#8222;Thanks for the chocolates, Tom. I accepted your friendship. You can go home now,&#8220; Bill said comically.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom chortled. &#8222;I can&#8217;t.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Why?&#8220; Bill narrowed his eyes.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Because my parents are having fun. Dad sent a message while I was leaving. He asked me to go home late so that they&#8217;ll be done with their private moments before I return home. I don&#8217;t wanna interrupt you know.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;And I don&#8217;t wanna be fucked up by you, you know,&#8220; Bill shrugged. Tom smirked.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Smart,&#8220; he kissed on Bill&#8217;s throat.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Don&#8217;t,&#8220; Bill struggled.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Don&#8217;t try. That&#8217;s not gonna work, Bill Kaulitz,&#8220; Tom left Bill&#8217;s hands and got off of him.<\/p>\n<p>Bill stood pulling his t-shirt down. Tom bent close and effortlessly slipped his tongue into Bill&#8217;s mouth clutching his hair tight, being careful not hurting him. Bill rolled his eyes. Tom made the kiss deeper, more passionate. He pulled back to gasp.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Hey I love kissing you. You don&#8217;t smell strawberry or gummy-bear.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;What?&#8220; Bill chuckled, surprised. &#8222;Who smells like strawberry and gummy-bear?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Becky, who thinks she&#8217;s my girlfriend. I hate her lip gloss that smells like gummy-bear. Yuck!&#8220; Tom pouted reminding the smell, he also wrinkled his nose. Bill burst into laughter. His charming hearty laughter chimed around the room. Tom stared at that beautiful innocent face. &#8222;Hey Bill, I want to tell you something.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Go ahead. In bracket: &#8218;I LOVE YOU&#8216; is a forbidden sentence,&#8220; Bill uttered teasingly.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom smirked. &#8222;Well\u2026 I won&#8217;t say I love you, but I have two sentences to express my feelings to you.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;What is it?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;One, I care for you and Two, I feel complete with you,&#8220; Tom said with a slight contented smile on his face.<\/p>\n<p>Bill raised one eyebrow. &#8222;You&#8217;re beyond the Romeo,&#8220; he mocked.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom grimaced. &#8222;Whatever,&#8220; he looked away and suddenly shook Bill. &#8222;Won&#8217;t you ever let me have sex with you?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Never in this forever,&#8220; Bill announced.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Why?&#8220; Tom moaned.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Because I&#8217;m not gay.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Neither am I, baby,&#8220; Tom licked his lip ring.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Bill sneered. &#8222;That&#8217;s not gonna work. In other words, that&#8217;s of no use, Tom.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Fuck off! Pleeeease\u2026!&#8220; Tom begged lying on Bill. Bill pushed him away playfully.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Like I said\u2026 no Tomi.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Gosh! How cuteeee!&#8220; Tom uttered the last word long lastingly. He started making weird moves. Bill laughed.<\/p>\n<p>&#8222;What are you doing? Are you insane?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;No man!&#8220; Tom hopped.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Hey\u2026 calm down, Tom,&#8220; Bill pulled him down making him sit once again. &#8222;You&#8217;re so hot, so sexy\u2026 more than any girl.&#8220; He spoke repeatedly.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Even that&#8217;s not gonna work you twisted ass,&#8220; Bill teased. Tom moaned. Bill widened his eyes at the maniac guy. He was almost rolling on the floor laughing.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Okay\u2026 Let&#8217;s just make out,&#8220; Tom offered.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Another &#8218;no&#8216; for you.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Okay, just a hick?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;NO,&#8220; Bill declared.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Huh!&#8220; Tom punched on the wall and got out of the bed. &#8222;You&#8217;re such a heart breaker,&#8220; he complained like a child.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;That&#8217;s still not gonna work,&#8220; Bill uttered from the bed.<\/p>\n<p>Tom turned back with a grin. &#8222;Then what&#8217;s gonna work?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Nothing from this everything,&#8220; Bill said. Tom was completely annoyed and puzzled in Bill&#8217;s words. He eventually gave in.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">He grimaced and sat on the bed. &#8222;Okay, I surrender.&#8220; Bill sighed in relief. &#8222;But one day I&#8217;ll make you do this with me,&#8220; Tom swore.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;We&#8217;ll see,&#8220; Bill teased. Tom sighed.<\/p>\n<p>Meanwhile, J\u00f6rg knocked at the door: &#8222;Kids, dinner&#8217;s ready. Come have food,&#8220; he informed and walked away. Tom looked confused.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Food!&#8220; He prickled his head.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Come on, I&#8217;m hungry. My dad&#8217;s a good cook,&#8220; Bill winked. He jumped from the bed and walked out opening the door. 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