{"id":4543,"date":"2013-11-05T15:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-11-05T14:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=4529"},"modified":"2013-11-05T15:00:00","modified_gmt":"2013-11-05T14:00:00","slug":"someday-in-this-forever-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2013\/11\/05\/someday-in-this-forever-4\/","title":{"rendered":"Someday In This Forever 4."},"content":{"rendered":"<div><strong>author: amazinglife2011<\/strong><\/div>\n<div><strong><br \/><\/strong><\/div>\n<div><\/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=\"\" \/><\/strong><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><strong><br \/><\/strong><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom rushed in. &#8222;Mom\u2026 hungry,&#8220; he yelled playfully. Simone grinned at him from the kitchen. Tom threw the bag on the couch and went to the kitchen. His mother was making pizza. She opened the microwave and got the pizza out of it. She kept the gloves on the counter.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">Tom hugged her from back. &#8222;How was your day in the shop mom?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Fine\u2026 yours?&#8220; Simone patted on Tom&#8217;s head.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Great! Actually great! We have a new kid in our class. He looks\u2026 like a girl,&#8220; he laughed. Simone laughed as well.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Really?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Mm-hmm,&#8220; Tom nodded.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Okay, now get freshened up and have pizza.&#8220; She ordered. Tom grinned.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Okay, bye,&#8220; he rushed up the stairs.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Careful, boy,&#8220; Simone scolded affectionately. Tom laughed. Once he looked back.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Is dad gonna be late today?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Yeah he is\u2026 he called me,&#8220; Simone shrugged. Tom went to his room. He took shower and came out with the sports bag hung on his shoulder.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Mom, I have a game today. Don&#8217;t wait on me,&#8220; he informed from the stairs. He picked a piece of pizza and kissed on Simone&#8217;s cheek. &#8222;Bye,&#8220; he grinned.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Are you gonna take the bike?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Hmm,&#8220; he nodded. He ran out biting the pizza widely. When he was done with the pizza, he got onto the bike and headed for the school stadium.<\/div>\n<hr \/>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">\n<p>Tom went to the boys&#8216; washroom and changed his clothes into the basketball uniform. Matt, Harry, Joey and others who were in the basketball team were all waiting for their captain. Tom waved them as he walked near them.<\/p><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Sorry, I&#8217;m late\u2026 you know mom&#8217;s pizza\u2026 how yummy.&#8220; He explained comically. Others laughed.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Come on get ready.&#8220; One of the boys uttered.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Yesh,&#8220; Tom went and took his position and so did his team. The opposite team took their place. Then the game started. Everyone was a competitor to each other but no one was as good as Tom. The game went well. After two hours, finally the match ended. Tom truly loves playing here after the school. He was sweating very badly under the sunlight of afternoon. He walked into the school building. Joey, Harry and Matt were after him. The opposite team was also coming in. They were also friend but the team was just separated. Harry and Tom were walking alongside now.<\/p>\n<p>There were lots of boys that filled the entire boys&#8216; washroom of ground floor. Tom rolled his eyes.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Let&#8217;s go to the second floor,&#8220; Harry suggested.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Good idea,&#8220; Tom turned the side and walked up the stairs. Harry followed after him. They walked through the corridor for the washroom when suddenly both of them heard some people talking from a classroom. Tom narrowed his eyes and stopped. He signaled for Harry to stop. Harry did. &#8222;Who&#8217;s talking?&#8220; Tom asked.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Detention class,&#8220; Harry notified.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Ohh&#8220; Tom chuckled. &#8222;Let&#8217;s have a look.&#8220; He said excitedly. Harry shrugged.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Okay,&#8220; they stepped near the door and peeked sneakily. There were three students including Bill in the detention class of Zoology Lab. &#8222;Hey that&#8217;s Bill,&#8220; Harry pointed at him. Tom quickly pulled his arm back.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Careful. Mr. Holms must not see us,&#8220; he warned. Harry made an apologetic face. Bill looked exhausted as he wrote down the notes and saw the operation of a frog.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Detention at second day?&#8220; Tom raised one eyebrow. Harry tittered.<\/p>\n<p>&#8222;Hey let&#8217;s go now, I need to take a shower,&#8220; Harry pulled Tom away from there to the washroom. Tom did not protest. They took shower. Tom&#8217;s wet long hair was open now. He had to open the bind he wrapped around his dreaded ponytail. He was wiping the water from his hair with the towel. Harry came out wearing the T-shirt. &#8222;We have another match tomorrow.&#8220; He informed.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Have we?&#8220; Tom asked with a slight chuckle.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Hmm\u2026 Hey, I have a plan for this Bill tomorrow.&#8220; Harry said evilly rubbing his palms against each other. Tom brushed his hair back with his fingers.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;What is it?&#8220; he smiled back wickedly. Harry stepped near him. He was about to speak when someone abruptly opened the door. It was Bill. He rushed into the toilet passing Tom. Tom quickly moved aside. &#8222;Whoa!&#8220; he sighed in relief. Harry raised one eyebrow. &#8222;Emergency pee alert!&#8220; He said aloud teasingly. Tom laughed. Bill could hear them from the toilet. He was not actually peeing. He cannot bear cutting of animals. Mr. Holms was cutting the frog. He could not see it anymore and rushed to the washroom to puke. He threw up into the commode and coughed.<\/p>\n<p>&#8222;Hey Bill\u2026 do you pee with a dick? Are you hermaphrodite?&#8220; Harry asked teasingly. Tom burst into laughter. Bill cried inside silently and threw up. The images of the torn frog flashed in his eyes again and again. He felt like his stomach was going to come out with the food he had during the lunch. He sensed his throat burning and his mouth tasted bitter that made him vomit more. He coughed the worst ever in his life at the moment. Harry narrowed his eyes &#8222;Hey is he fine?&#8220; he whispered to Tom. Tom put his hands in his pockets and nodded.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Yes he is\u2026 he&#8217;s just pretending that he&#8217;s sick so that we won&#8217;t pick on him,&#8220; he explained. &#8222;Oh\u2026 so what are we gonna do now?&#8220; Harry asked whispering.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Leave it on me.&#8220; Tom pulled his collar up and waited leaning against the wall.<\/p>\n<p>In a few minutes Bill came out. Harry cleared his throat. Bill cleared his mouth and washed his face not ruining his left makeup. Tom could still see the faint blue ink stains on his right cheek. He chuckled. He stood next to Bill and started washing his hands. Bill acted as if he saw nobody around him, he actually didn&#8217;t. Tom cleared his throat to catch his attention. Bill put is head up. He looked at the mirror where Tom was staring at now with his arms folded against his chest.<\/p>\n<p>&#8222;Are you even a guy?&#8220; Tom narrowed his eyes; he had a wicked smile on his face. Bill glowered at him; he passed by his side when again Tom stood confronting him.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Let me through,&#8220; Bill uttered politely. Tom raised one eyebrow. &#8222;Just reply me what are you doing in men&#8217;s washroom? You should&#8217;ve been into the ladies washroom right now&#8220; he teased.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;I have no interest in replying you,&#8220; Bill uttered looking down. He wanted go passing Tom once again but Tom pulled his T-shirt back that hurt Bill on his chest but he did not react. &#8222;Leave me,&#8220; he wanted to go when Harry grabbed Bill&#8217;s arms from his back and squeezed them together tightly. Though, Bill&#8217;s puffed up hair bothered Harry on his face. Bill made a painful noise, not too loudly. Tom smirked.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Does it hurt, Kaulitz?&#8220; He took his chin in his right hand and tightened his grip. Bill wrinkled his face in pain. He did not make any sound.<\/p>\n<p>&#8222;Are you a guy?&#8220; Tom came close. &#8222;Let us see,&#8220; he uttered the words with clenched teeth. He then noticed that Bill was a few inches taller than him. Tom&#8217;s hand started going down on Bill&#8217;s pant. Bill widened his eyes. &#8222;Don&#8217;t worry, Billie, we&#8217;re just gonna figure out if you&#8217;re a guy you know\u2026 just for our assurance,&#8220; he winked. Bill was now staring at him with widened horrified eyes. He truly did not expect to face this situation today when he was having breakfast laughing with his father. The worst flashbacks of getting bullied from the last school started reeling in Bill&#8217;s eyes. He still remembers how one of the boys touched his private organ and he cried a lot that day. Today the same was happening once again. Tom undid his zipper.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;No please\u2026 don&#8217;t do that?&#8220; Bill begged with teary eyes.<\/p>\n<p>&#8222;Why? Are you girl?&#8220; Tom asked smirking. Harry laughed. He took Bill&#8217;s thin, slender and fragile arms in one hand&#8217;s grip and put another palm against his mouth so that he will not be able to shout. Tom put his hand in Bill&#8217;s pant. Bill squealed in protest. Harry laughed at Bill.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;What a pity,&#8220; he teased. Before Tom could touch anything, another guy entered the washroom and Tom jumped. He immediately pulled his hand away. &#8222;Gay,&#8220; he reviled and walked away from Bill. Harry left Bill and walked out along with Tom leaving Bill horrified behind. Bill quickly zipped his pant and sighed deeply in relief. That guy was still staring at him with his eyebrows raised. He also plays basketball but he never shows any interest in other kids.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Are you fine?&#8220; He asked with a smirk. Bill looked away shamefully.<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align:justify\">&#8222;Thank you,&#8220; he ran away from there.<\/p>\n<p><strong>author: amazinglife2011<\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>author: amazinglife2011 Tom rushed in. &#8222;Mom\u2026 hungry,&#8220; he yelled playfully. Simone grinned at him from the kitchen. Tom threw the bag on the couch and went to the kitchen. His mother was making pizza. 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