{"id":8322,"date":"2011-07-03T15:00:00","date_gmt":"2011-07-03T14:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=8301"},"modified":"2011-07-03T15:00:00","modified_gmt":"2011-07-03T14:00:00","slug":"dreamer-s-dream-9","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2011\/07\/03\/dreamer-s-dream-9\/","title":{"rendered":"Dreamer’s dream 9."},"content":{"rendered":"
autor: Spook Bree<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n
V\u0161e, co je psan\u00e9 kurz\u00edvou, je hlas v Billov\u011b hlav\u011b. To jen abyste se v tom neztr\u00e1celi\u2026 \ud83d\ude42 Jinak douf\u00e1m, \u017ee si tenhle d\u00edl u\u017eijete.<\/em><\/div>\n
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„Mus\u00edm dom\u016f\u2026“ \u0161pitl Bill a p\u0159ipravoval se k odchodu. Vtom uc\u00edtil pevn\u00fd stisk na sv\u00e9 ruce. Tom si ho k sob\u011b rychle p\u0159it\u00e1hl. Pod\u00edval se mu do o\u010d\u00ed. To byla ta jeho zbra\u0148. To n\u011bco, \u010d\u00edm dostane ka\u017ed\u00e9ho. Temn\u00e9, \u010dokol\u00e1dov\u00e9, tajemn\u00e9, a p\u0159itom n\u011b\u010d\u00edm neodolateln\u00e9. Tom mu pevn\u011b sv\u00edral ruku a dr\u017eel ji ve vzduchu. Druhou ho pevn\u011b dr\u017eel za bok. M\u00e1lem to i bolelo. Billovi se leskly o\u010di. Zase dostaly ten sv\u016fj n\u00e1dech. Jak\u00e9si zasn\u011bnosti a nep\u0159\u00edtomnosti. To okouzluj\u00edc\u00ed n\u011bco, co hn\u00edzdilo pod dokonale upraven\u00fdm obo\u010d\u00edm. Bill napr\u00e1zdno polkl. Z Toma vyza\u0159ovalo jak\u00e9si n\u011bco, co ho d\u011bsilo. Nev\u011bd\u011bl ale d\u016fvod.<\/div>\n
Tom najednou pustil Billovu ruku a zapnul kaze\u0165\u00e1k, ze kter\u00e9ho se za\u010dala oz\u00fdvat hudba, kterou u\u017e dnes jednou sly\u0161eli.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
„Co kdybychom\u2026“ Tom s Billem ud\u011blal oto\u010dku, a pot\u00e9 si ho p\u0159ivinul k sob\u011b do n\u00e1ru\u010de. Bill ho jemn\u011b odstr\u010dil. Tom nemluvil. U\u017e necht\u011bl nic navrhovat. Bill okolo n\u011bj protan\u010dil po \u0161pi\u010dk\u00e1ch. On se mu hluboce uklonil a p\u0159it\u00e1hl ho jemn\u011b za boky ke sv\u00e9mu t\u011blu. Bill se mu st\u00e1le d\u00edval do o\u010d\u00ed. Pot\u00e9 je sklopil. Cht\u011bl se od Toma odt\u00e1hnout, ten ale ne a ne ho pustit. Dr\u017eel si ho bl\u00edzko sv\u00e9ho t\u011bla. A jeho ruce putovaly po jeho boc\u00edch a\u017e dol\u016f na zade\u010dek. Bill v tu chv\u00edli ztuhnul a sklopil o\u010di.<\/div>\n
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„Tohle u\u017e nen\u00ed tanec\u2026“ \u0161pitnul. Tom se \u0161kodolib\u011b usm\u00e1l.<\/div>\n
„Mysl\u00ed\u0161?“ a ot\u0159el se mu sv\u00fdmi rty o ty jeho. Bill ani ned\u00fdchal. Byl napjat\u00fd a pevn\u011b sev\u0159en\u00fd. Skoro jako by na sob\u011b m\u011bl velice ut\u00e1hnut\u00fd korzet. Pot\u00e9 uc\u00edtil, jak se Tomovy rty vpily do t\u011bch jeho. Nechal udiven\u00e9 o\u010di otev\u0159en\u00e9 a pozoroval Tomovy, kter\u00e9 ale byly zav\u0159en\u00e9.<\/div>\n
Jakpak se ti to l\u00edb\u00ed, Billi? Tos v\u017edycky cht\u011bl, ne? C\u00edtit n\u011bkoho na sv\u00fdch rtech.<\/em><\/div>\n
Bill udiven\u011b otev\u0159el o\u010di a lehce kousnul Toma do rtu. Ten se na n\u011bj na\u0161tvan\u011b kouknul.<\/div>\n
„Co ti hrabe? Pro\u010d m\u011b kou\u0161e\u0161?“ vyjede na Billa a v\u00edc ho stiskne. Billovi se lesknou o\u010di a sleduje ho.<\/div>\n
„N\u011bkdo tu mluvil\u2026“ \u0161pitne a rozhl\u00e9dne se. Ale nikdo nikde.<\/div>\n
„Hahahahha\u2026“ sykne Tom. Bill se na n\u011bj vyd\u011b\u0161en\u011b koukne.<\/div>\n
„Pus\u0165\u2026“ \u0161pitne a pra\u0161t\u00ed Toma do hrudi. Ten to ne\u010dekal a tak usykne a pust\u00ed ho. S\u00edpe. Bill vyd\u011b\u0161en\u011b couv\u00e1.<\/div>\n
„Co ti jebe!“ vyk\u0159ikne na n\u011bj Tom a \u0159\u00edt\u00ed se k n\u011bmu.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
Pro\u010d na tebe k\u0159i\u010d\u00ed, Billi, vi\u010f? Pro\u010d? Jen jsi ho bouchnul. Nechutnaly ti jeho rty. To je cel\u00e9. Pro\u010d k\u0159i\u010d\u00ed? Jen ses br\u00e1nil. Jen jsi ho kousnul. Nic v\u00edc. Bol\u00ed t\u011b srd\u00ed\u010dko, kdy\u017e k\u0159i\u010d\u00ed? M\u00e1\u0161 strach? Ano\u2026 strach? Boj\u00ed\u0161 se te\u010f?<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n
Bill se zhroutil k zemi.<\/div>\n
„Zmlkni!“ vyjekl a chytil se za hlavu. Ten hlas byl tak nep\u0159\u00edjemn\u00fd. Byl jako \u0161mirgl. Such\u00fd a star\u00fd. A om\u0161el\u00fd. Jako star\u00e9ho ku\u0159\u00e1ka. Vlastn\u011b ku\u0159a\u010dky. Byl to \u017eensk\u00fd hlas. Bill si drtil hlavu. Nejen\u017ee necht\u011bl u\u017e sly\u0161et ten hlas, nejen\u017ee se mu nel\u00edbilo to, co \u0159\u00edkal, ale nav\u00edc ho hlava bolela. Jako by v n\u00ed m\u011bl st\u0159ep. Usykl. Po tv\u00e1\u0159i se mu skut\u00e1lely dv\u011b slzy. Tom nad n\u00edm st\u00e1l.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
„Co ti hrabe? Tys m\u011b kousl, ne j\u00e1!“ vy\u0161t\u011bkne na n\u011bj. Tom nen\u00ed schopn\u00fd b\u00fdt dlouho v klidu. Nikdy nebyl flegmatik. M\u011bl dost bl\u00edzko k cholerikovi. Bill ho ale ignoruje a tiskne si hlavu. Tom se k n\u011bmu sehne a vyt\u00e1hne Billa na nohy. Bill na n\u011bj kouk\u00e1 s uslzen\u00fdma o\u010dima. Tom mu v\u011bnuje jen tvrd\u00fd polibek. Bill vyt\u0159e\u0161t\u00ed o\u010di. Bolest hlavy je pry\u010d. Zav\u0159e o\u010di a je r\u00e1d, \u017ee nic nesly\u0161\u00ed a hlava ho nebol\u00ed.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
Tom ho tla\u010d\u00ed a tvrd\u011b s n\u00edm bouchne o ze\u010f, a\u017e Billovi vyraz\u00ed dech. Ten za\u010dne lapat po dechu, ale v tu chv\u00edli u\u017e se jeho rt\u016f zmocnily ty Tomovy. Rukou Billovi rozep\u00edn\u00e1 trikot. Ten \u0161okovan\u011b stoj\u00ed a c\u00edt\u00ed Tomovo t\u011blo, jak drt\u00ed to jeho.<\/div>\n
„Opova\u017e se mi je\u0161t\u011b n\u011bkdy br\u00e1nit\u2026“ zavr\u010d\u00ed mu Tom do ucha a oto\u010d\u00ed ho b\u0159\u00ed\u0161kem ke zdi. Ten se zap\u0159e lokty. Tom sv\u00edr\u00e1 jeho t\u011blo a boky. Pot\u00e9 mu st\u00e1hne trikot. Bill ztuhne a z\u010derven\u00e1. Pootev\u0159e rty ve chv\u00edli, kdy uc\u00edt\u00ed rty cop\u00e1nkat\u00e9ho na jeho krku, jak mu saj\u00ed k\u016f\u017ei.<\/div>\n
„Ne\u2026 nech m\u011b\u2026“ \u0161pitne. To ale Tom ignoruje a v\u00edc ho natiskne na st\u011bnu a rozkrokem se ot\u0159e o Bill\u016fv zade\u010dek, kter\u00fd zakr\u00fdvaj\u00ed u\u017e jen boxerky. Ty mu vad\u00ed.<\/div>\n
„Nebude\u0161 mi \u0159\u00edkat ne a odporovat, jinak z toho tv\u016fj zade\u010dek nevyjde lehce.“ Sykne mu do krku. Bill ztuhne a u\u017e rad\u0161i nic ne\u0159\u00edk\u00e1. Tomovy ruce putuj\u00ed do Billova rozkroku.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
Bill je vyd\u011b\u0161en\u00fd. Klepe se. Z\u00e1rove\u0148 v tom c\u00edt\u00ed n\u011bco \u017ehav\u00e9ho. N\u011bco, co ho vzru\u0161uje. Ty doteky. To, jak c\u00edt\u00ed tepl\u00fd dech na krku. To ho nenech\u00e1v\u00e1 \u00fapln\u011b chladn\u00fdm. Nehty lehce \u0161kr\u00e1be do zdi a prohne se, kdy\u017e ve sv\u00fdch boxerk\u00e1ch uc\u00edt\u00ed ruku. Zrudne a hlasit\u011b zast\u00e9n\u00e1. Zaryje nehty do st\u011bny a \u0161kr\u00e1bne. Je jako ko\u010dka, kter\u00e1 se protahuje na strom\u011b. Ano. Bylo to sladk\u00e9 ko\u0165\u00e1tko. Vyd\u011b\u0161en\u00e9 a nezku\u0161en\u00e9. Okouzluj\u00edc\u00ed a b\u00e1zliv\u00e9. Tom to c\u00edtil. To v\u0161e, co z Billa s\u00e1lalo. To byl Bill. To Toma vzru\u0161ovalo je\u0161t\u011b v\u00edce. Te\u010f by nedok\u00e1zal p\u0159estat. Kdy\u017e u\u017e m\u00e1 svou hra\u010dku na dosah ruky. Kdy\u017e u\u017e mu m\u016f\u017ee uk\u00e1zat, kdo je tu p\u00e1nem. Billovi se \u010dervenaj\u00ed l\u00edce a m\u00e1 semknut\u00e9 o\u010di. Jako by se b\u00e1l p\u0159ipustit, \u017ee se mu podivn\u00e9 Tomovo zach\u00e1zen\u00ed l\u00edb\u00ed.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
autor: Spook Bree<\/strong><\/div>\n
betaread: Janule<\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

autor: Spook Bree V\u0161e, co je psan\u00e9 kurz\u00edvou, je hlas v Billov\u011b hlav\u011b. To jen abyste se v tom neztr\u00e1celi\u2026 \ud83d\ude42 Jinak douf\u00e1m, \u017ee si tenhle d\u00edl u\u017eijete. „Mus\u00edm dom\u016f\u2026“ \u0161pitl Bill a p\u0159ipravoval se k odchodu. Vtom uc\u00edtil pevn\u00fd stisk na<\/p>\n

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