The Lie Behind the Postcard - A Bloody Nightmare
It is 12:00 a.m. and there’s a person in Wyoming, sleeping quietly, she had being having same all the time.
She is on beautiful forest fill in with life she can see the animals running all over the places she could also listen the river close to it. She looks at the place and like the beauty of it.
“This is beautiful, so peaceful I could live here forever!” the person said.
That person was impressed with the beauty of that place when two men appeared walking with bags like if they were going to camp. One of them had a quick laugh and brown curly hair his smile discloses his hopes and his happiness, his pale skin is overwhelmed by the muscles of his body, his eyes are as blue as the sky one can get lost on them with those dreamy eyes anyone could fell for him. There is another man with him he has a high arched nose and narrow face, was scruffy and little cave-chested, balanced a small torso on long, caliper legs and possessed a muscular and supple body his skin was not neither pale nor tan in fact had the color of those who work on the field. His eyes browns as the rocks and his blonde hair were his most notorious facts, they were both indeed handsome attractive to anyone’s view They both were smiling and talking they put their tent and prepare everything like they were going to stay there for a while. Then they went to swim in the river and started playing for a moment they were kids running after each other and in the other moment the were no longer kids they did something else.
It was something that happened in just seconds one of them was on the top of the other, they seized each other by the shoulder, hugged mightily, squeezing the breath out of each other, smelling their scents and then it happened their mouth came together and didn’t stopped doing that for at least 10 minutes when the curly hair one pulled apart the other and started in a very high speed unbuttoning the other man’s shirt and unloosening his belt while the other did exact the same, they managed to enter in the river and became one, one entered the other and the other did the same. They stayed in the river the whole afternoon.
They entered in the tent naked with their clothes on their hand the started kissing each other and touching their bodies. They stayed there unaware of the rest of the word. They were together. Until the high arched nose one stand up put a jeans and went out of the tent and start cooking something.
“Ya’ know that I am wonderin’ if you still can’t cook worth a shit Jack?” said the man prepared some fish on the fire.
“No, But I’m still good with can opener” said the other laughing as he hugged him.
“Ya’ know that I was hopin’ to see ya’ sooner! I can’t think a better way to spend my days. I just wish that this shouldn’t end Ennis” he added
“Ya’ know my opinion on this, we can get together once in a while but we can’t more than that!” Ennis said looking at Jack fiercely.
Jack went straight to Ennis’ lips and places his own lips on him. It was a tender kiss, full of love, fill with lust he started rubbing his naked chest and kissing his back while Ennis just closed his eyes and started playing with Jack’s curly Hair.
“Jack, please! We need to eat” said Ennis lost in the effect of the kissing of his neck his weak point.
“I’m no hungry at all, I mean I’m hungry but don’t want food” Jack said who throwing Ennis to the ground and kissed his chest lowering his body to his hips caressing his abs loving his body. His hands were now holding Ennis’ big uncircumcised cock, placing his lips on it letting Ennis moan of pleasure. He stands up and sat on Ennis riding him with passion
“Fuck Jack! Fuck Jack!” was all Ennis could say. .
She was looking at them, but they were unable to see her, and realized that a few meters from them there were about six men behind the woods, looking at them with anger all of them armed either with guns or tire irons. They waited until they got dress and appeared in front of thems
“Look what we gat’ here to queers!” said an old fat bald man who was spitting tobacco straight to the fire.
“What’ya doin’ here” Yelled Ennis standing up in a defensive way.
“Well we are the anti queer squad” said a red hair man who was looking at Jack with a repulsive look.
“Then what’ya bothering us” yelled Ennis again trying to intimidate them with no success.
But the person watched that Jack just stood frozen and quiet he can’t say or do anything he was scared.
“Ya’ queer don’t talk? I know you are one of those that just suck!” said the bald man while his friends laughed with him.
After that comment the bald man took the shotgun and shot Ennis on his legs laughing as Ennis started bleeding fell into the floor. The other men took the tire iron and went straight to Jack only yelled “Ennis” but it too was late the other men where hitting him with the tire irons and his blood was staining the whole floor he saw how the bald man pissed all over Ennis and the put the shotgun in Ennis mouth and demanded him to suck it when Ennis refused shoot him on the head and saw Ennis’ blood was all over the place.
The other men keep hitting him and then the bald man took the shotgun and shot him in the head also not before saying. “Ya’ Queers don’t know that this is no place for your kin’”
The person tried in all ways to help but was not able, was unable to do anything was only crying.
It was 12:15 and that person awoke in the bed sweating, crying, and filled in with fear. She tried to sleep, however, she was unable to every time she closed her eyes the dream came back.