Brought into the light
An Alex and Will Fan fiction

by Dan 1966.

     Will and Alex's little adventure comes to an end.

Part 8

Saturday Afternoon
June 19, 2018 3:15pm

Ocean Pass
Fred McGruff's house

Gordon arrived and walked into the basement through the back door to find Fred and Chancy sitting at a table in Fred's basement bar, his “I love me cave” which was decked out in nice redwood paneling with a custom wood carved bar and collections of a life of law enforcement and sports...

“Not bad on a cop's pay check Fred.” Gordon said with a smile. “Like the shark's teeth on the wall. How'd you nail that fish?”

“I didn't.” Fred replied. “They're from Jaws 2, got em at a flea market. And there's one of the prop swords from Conan the Barbarian....the original movie. And that pistol on the wall? That's John McClain's movie ending pistol from Die Hard where he shot Hans out the window? I like to collect odd stuff.”

Chance took a sip of his beer...”How's my sister?”

“Strained.” Gordon replied. “This whole thing is killing us. She's worried we'll lose Alex. That if he keeps suffering more from this that....I try not to dwell on it but I get more and more pissed and I'm afraid Chance, I really am afraid I'm going to snap and go absolutely feral.”

“Did....Binx die fast?” Chance asked.

“Oh yeah....out like a blown candle.” Gordon said. “I told my wife I.....I actually had pity for the guy. Just enough to be merciful.” Gordon poured a beer and rubbed the glass in silence for a moment...

“So what did you guys find at Canopy Lake?” Gordon asked.

Chancy waved a hand....”Well? Fred doesn't want me to jump the hoop of conclusion but we came across a snake at the Vaudeville fruity as a gum drop, partnered up with a human boy and when I showed him a picture of Alex? I say he was a drooling fool. Fred says don't move so quick but that snake had me hypnotized and doing crazy shit? Like instant flat. And yeah....there's other snakes around but how many were hanging with a human boy and being all fruity? Ding ding....pedo flags a flying!”

Gordon looked at Fred....”Besides the obvious fruit parade Chancy? What evidence do you really have on this one snake being the suspect?” Gordon asked.

“Nothing...ok? Appeasing the professional opinions of our legal scholar here.” Chancy said pouting. “We looked for Kurci's....we have a lot of pictures to review. But Will? Who hypnotized him to dance like a naked Pan?”

Gordon replied...”I never saw it. I was the only one with him because Grace was pregnant with Alexander at the time, your younger sister Jeannine was with her remember? I never got to see who actually did it.”

Chancy smirked at Fred. “One point for me.”

Fred replied. “You're just fixated on Kaa because you assume he's a homosexual hanging with a human boy and he caught you flat footed. I thought Marines were supposed to be sharper?”

Chancy frowned as Fred reached out for the notes Gordon took off of Alex Binx. “Let me look through these and then we'll take what we have to my FBI contact.”

     “You don't tell us much about this contact of yours?” Gordon said.

     “He prefers to stay a little behind the scenes.” Fred replied. “He's really a prodigy, the youngest agent the Bureau has, extremely intelligent, he could be his own millionaire by now but he prefers working law enforcement because he says it challenges him. Anything else would quickly bore him to death. Just to warn you though...he is super adherent to legality so don't be surprised if he scrutinizes what we have and kicks a ton of it back at us for not making legal definity codes. He's also very careful of people so don't be offended if he comes off not looking like he likes you close to him. He's very careful who he allows as attachments.”

      “Sounds like a typical savant.” Chancy said as he took a look at some of Gordon's notes from Binx...”Claw Rysner? Scar Fassa? Are you serious?”

       Gordon growled. “Yeah....think I didn't believe that shit?”

       “He's accusing some serious big furs here.” Chancy snorted. “This is starting too look like one big cub meat market. Makes me think all the conspiracy loons are less crazy than we thought. We need to look at all our pictures and see if a Kurci tag shows up.”

Saturday Afternoon
June 19, 2018 4 pm

Cold Brook Camp Grounds

       Will stood in front of the boarded up arcade game building which sat behind the two empty public pools. “This was a cool place when it was open.” He said as he looked inside one of the windows. “Your family came here didn't they Cathy?”

      “We didn't have a cottage here.” Cathy replied. “We did the tents. That was before the twins were born and we did more “stay-cations” after that.”

      “Don't mind me saying?” Rondell said smiling. “I also......did tents? But I also lost my cherry here too.”

      Will snorted. “Please don't share the details?”

       “So? Where was your cottage at Will?” Cathy asked.

       Will pointed past the pools and out over a field towards the wood lots beyond. “Back that way. Man....that big field....when the grass was super high? You could get lost for days. Used to fly kites, ride mini-bikes, play hide and seek...

       Will looked over at a large spot of empty concrete and sighed. “Oh my gawd...they took out the playground.” He said sadly as he walked over to it. “Me and Alex had so much fun. There was this huge slide with a covered twisty tube right here. I remember Alex was.....three and the thing just scared him to death so I took him down it and I couldn't get him to stop going over and over and over....”

      Will stood clenching his fists and kicked at the ground with a curse...”Excuse me for a little bit?” He begged Cathy and Rondell as he walked around by himself. He came back biting and licking at his lips before blowing out a few breaths...

     “You alright?” Cathy asked.

    “Yeah.....” Will replied. “I just started getting upset. “All these good memories and then you get that reminder.....you know....and then you have to struggle through it.”

      Will looked over at the wood lots where the cottage was...”Let's get to the cottage before it gets dark.” He said as he waved a hand. As they walked, Cathy took hold of Will's arm and pulled him close...giving him a loving lick on the cheek as she watched his face twitch...obviously the memories were giving him fits...

      “If you get too overwhelmed Will? We're going to leave.” Cathy said.

      “No...we're not leaving.” Will replied. “I have to deal with this Cathy, I'm not coming back in here a second time.” Will looked over at a wood lot and chuckled. “We played hide and seek in there...only we did it with Dad and got a little silly with it.”

     “How silly?” Cathy snickered.

     “Mmmffff.....” Will sounded. “We took our clothes off and went four legged? We pissed all over the place to drive Dad crazy so to get us back he scooped up our clothes and went back to the cottage and we had to sneak back without getting caught...we ended up in the wrong cottage. The Bearenstain family's cottage?”

     “Oh my gawd....” Cathy replied. “They were like....super, super thumpers!”

     “Four leg nudity was absolute abomination.” Will snickered. “Anyway....here we are, walking into the living room without a stitch of clothing...on two legs....and wham! The Apocalypse was upon us! “You wicked devil wolf nudists will burn in eternal hell fire!” “Shoosh” belts start flying! fur starts flying! Alex bounds upon the dining table and lets loose the close in stream defense weapon!.......And fires a stream of urine right into the mouth of?.......Mama Bearenstain.”

    (Laughter)

    “Oh my gawd!” Cathy laughed and yelped. “Holy shit!”

    “Well....shit didn't happen but we escaped and ran back to our cottage with Mister Bearenstain all fours and all claws snapping at our hind legs. He must have given dad like an hour long sermon and we're shaking like mad inside because we know Dad's going to exact righteous vengeance on our tail ends for this fiasco. So after Mister Bearenstein left...Dad comes up and says....”Well...What have you two to say for yourselves?”

     “Alex looks at me then looks at Dad and says....”I pee'd in Mrs. Bearenstein's mouth.” Will said smiling. “Dad laughed his ass off so bad...he never got around to spanking us.”

      Cathy giggled...”You two were little terrorists.”

      “That's why Dad and Mom stopped sending up to day camps...we got our best ideas in mayhem from our counselors.” Will said as they walked through a wood lot at the end of the big empty field and finally came to the line of cottages nestled in the woods...

      “There it is.” Will said as he pointed to the red and white painted Bavarian styled cottage. “Wonder if they re-modeled the floor?” He said as he walked up to look through the windows...”Dad always believes in having more than one way out of a place, which is why our current house  has two bust out wall panels other than all the doors and windows.”

     Will bent down and looked under the cottage floor as the building was jacked off the ground on concrete blocks. “Wish me luck that I don't run into a snake? I hate fricken snakes.”

     Will crawled on his belly until he found the trap door in the floor which came up next to the fire place in the living room...”They didn't take the trap door out! Come on...it's actually fun under here.” He said as he watched Cathy and Rondell slip under the cottage.

Saturday Afternoon
June 19, 6pm
Ocean Pass

Special Cases Holding Facility
a.k.a. “A Pound”

      Alex threw the wrappers from the dinner that Marian brought into the trashcan then reached into the bag she left behind because obviously.....Will got chicken shit but Alex didn't curse him as he pulled out a pair of Teddy Rixpin training diapers and looked at them. Alex turned his head to look at the window of his room door before he took off his scrub bottoms, unfolded one of the diapers, slipped it between his legs and taped it up around his body...

        For a moment, he stood in front of the stainless steel body mirror on the wall raising his top and turning his body to look at how the trainers looked on him and then Alex sagged and drooped his ears....

       “Sheesh.....Will was right. This is absolutely stupid.” The young wolf snorted. He reached down to rip the pampers off then stopped and shook his head. “Ugh! I have to commit to this no matter how stupid and silly it looks!”

       Alex looked at the door window and groaned. “Oh my gawd if I'm seen by an orderly, they're going to throw me into a padded room but I can't even block the dumb window or they're charge in here for sure.” Alex said to himself as he paced around. “Maybe I should tell at least someone about this? Yeah right Alex....”Hey Mister Orderly? If you see me acting like a baby cub and I pee my diaper? Can you change me?” fuck....” Alex flopped onto the floor and snorted...”Hmph! Well as Dad would say? Only the bold win.”

       After a little silence and doing nothing...”Alex laid on the floor doing a little play acting...making childish noises....giggles....some time suckling a thumb or a finger...pulling his feet to hiss mouth and giving a big toe a licking or a suckling...then he twisted his face....”Oh my gawd! I was doing that as a toddler? On my dirty floor walking feet? Ugh.....” Alex shook his head and sat up....

      The feeling of the tightly wrapped pampers brought back memories all right. Things were so much......more comforting back nine years ago when he was a little unsteady cub in constant need of affection and attention. He'd forgotten how soft and comfortable a pair of pampers were. Mom and Dad were always there but Alex remembered who he ran most to when he got a bump or stubbed a toe or got scared....the comfortable and lovingly fluffiness of his big brother...

      The time he biked away from the house on his training wheeled bike. He'd only gone a block but he was screaming terrified and up came Will on his bike, flying off it so fast that he tumbled over and cut his lip but nothing else mattered...he scooped Alex up and snuggled him like mad.

     The first halloween when that bully “Truffle” Snark the boar took Alex's candy bag. Will went all feral on that jerk, got his face punched in and his clothes ripped up and there he was holding the recovered bag and smiling with some missing k-9 teeth “Stop crying Alex? I got your candy back”...the hug lasted forever...

   Alex walked to the bed and snuggled against the Toothless doll that Will got him for Christmas and he said in a childish voice....”Sing me a song bwig bwother?” And the feeling of childish giddiness washed over him as he pretended to be little again and the memories were as colored and vivid as he remembered...

       Then a pain slammed him....a sudden, sharp and violent pain shot through Alex's head causing the wolf cub to grit his teeth and pull his limbs tight against his body....

       “ARGH!” Alex cringed hard, his face strained, his forehead felt like it would rupture, the pain in his head was hot and searing...an image flickered...came into focus.... flickered again then vanished in a red haze as the wolf cub tumbled from the bed and struck the floor hard!

      “Huh! Huh! No!” Alex yelped....”No! No!.....” He was hyperventilating! “Images in sharp horrible clarity flashed before his eyes....images of being held down. Images of his pampers being ripped from his body, images of his tail hole being violated.....and Image of a snake?”

       Alex doubled over onto his knees and he vomited violently. His whole body was hurting, he couldn't focus, he felt wetness engulf his groin and he shot up trying to go for the door only to crash to the floor and pass out...

Saturday Evening
June 19, 2018 7 pm

Cold Brook Camp Grounds

       Will sat in the loft alone where he and Alex once shared the bed together...the recall of memories was rough, mostly because this was where Alex's acting out in Will's mind started. Cathy climbed the ladder from the floor below to check on the Wolf as he sat on the empty floor sobbing...

      “You ok?” She asked.

      Will sighed....”I'm dealing with it.” He said quietly. “Hard to recall anything that's not coming up fucken sexual.” Will said as he gestured to a spot. “Right here? He's like six years old pulling his tail hole apart....”You know you like this Will?”....fuck.” Will snorted. “I didn't want to squeal to our parents because I didn't want Alex to get in trouble....now I just fucken hate myself. I let “them” whoever they were....I let them fucken rape my little brother.”

       Cathy climbed onto the loft and hugged Will as he sobbed...”I just want to fucken die Cathy.....sob.....I wanna fucken die.....I wanna fucken die....”

      Suddenly Will tore himself from her arms and staggered to his feet, his hands pulling madly at his head as his ears drooped down hard and his face contorted in searing pain...

      “Gnah! FUCK!” Will cried as he seemed to shrivel as he dropped to his knees...” Gnah! YOU COCK SUCKER! BRING HIM BACK! BRING HIM BACK YOU MOTHER FUCKER!” The wolf screamed and snarled as he shot up and staggered around blindly in hot tortured pain....Images shot through his mind....images of Alex getting up from the mat they were laying on...images of his little brother hugging something with a strange look on his face...images of him kissing something.....

    Images....of a snake?

     One second the feeling of solid material under his feet, the next.....air......

     Cathy leaped out, catching Will by am arm as they tumbled over....Rondell whipped around from below and threw himself airwards but it was too late....

    A sickening “crack” broke the air.

Saturday Evening
June 19, 8pm
Ocean Pass

Special Cases Holding Facility
a.k.a. “A Pound”

     Alex woke up looking upwards at the ceiling of his room and for a moment he felt so helpless that he couldn't move a limb...able to turn his head to one side, he spat out the disgusting taste of throw-up in his mouth then sniffed the urine smelling air and felt the soaking wetness in the diaper he was wearing....

    “Ugh.....fucken great.” He huffed as soon he could move his fingers, then his arms and finally he was able to get to his hands and knees and pull off the offending wet pampers.

      He struggled to get to his feet and fell against the wall rubbing his head....”Holly fuck....” He said wincing...as he struggled to look at himself in the stainless wall mirror.

      His eye whites were bloody red from burst veins and soon he was at the sink lapping water from the tap....

     “Shit!” The wolf cub snapped as he snatched up his scrub bottoms and struggled to get them on as he started pounding the door of his room! “HEY! OPEN UP! OPEN THE DOOR! HELP!”

     An orderly cracked the door open...”Back away kid.” He asked. As the Corgie entered he held his nose and waved his hand....”Oh what the hell? Did you piss yourself kid?”

     “Well?” Alex replied as he rubbed his head. “Kinda long story? I got a little bizaro? I need a phone and I need a phone right now, ok? Like now, now, now.....phone!”

Saturday evening
June 19, 2018 8:15pm

Ocean Pass
Fred McGruff's house

     Gordon's phone rang....”Hello?” He answered.

     “Dad?!” Alex yelped at the other end.

      “Alex? What's wrong? Are you alright?” Gordon asked.

      “Dad? I had a memory...I mean I had a memory if you'd call the worst headache of your life and pissing yourself a memory.” Alex replied excitedly.

      Gordon snapped his fingers at Fred and Chancy and clicked his phone to speaker. “Alex? I'm going to call your mother and send her to see you, what happened?”

     “I had a wild hair to try something to see if I could remember anything and.....it sort of worked but I'm not trying that shit again.” Alex huffed. “Anyway Dad? There's a snake involved...”

     Chancy yelped....”BLAM! What do you know? Let's lock and load, let's pay this mother fucker a visit and bust some serpent vertabra...”

      Fred warned the excited wolf. “You sit the fuck down or I'll bust your vertabra and then throw you in the fricken slammer!”

      “Do you all mind?” Gordon snorted. “Alex? Do you know what the snake looked like?”

      “That?....um......no......I think at that time I was pissing my pampers, throwing up and having blood in my eyes...” Alex replied. “Sorry Dad...no details, I just know for sure there's a snake involved...I think? I'm a little sure but my head was like a volcano so....”

      Gordon pointed to a pad of paper...”Why isn't anyone writing? Fred? Chancy? Stop the stupid Mexican stand off and write before I beat some ass please?” Gordon turned back to Alex. “Good boy son.....good boy.”

      “I'm not doing it again Dad.” Alex replied.

      “Well son?” Gordon asked.

      “Nope. Wearing pampers and wetting myself is not gonna happen twice.” Alex snorted.

      “Well....honestly......do what the fuck?” Gordon replied shocked.     

Saturday Evening
June 19, 2018 8:15pm

Wilmington Veterinarian Center
Fifteen Miles from
Cold Brook Camp Grounds

       “WHAM!” A medical gurney came flying through a set of doors with dogs dressed in medical scubs on both sides and Will and Rondell chasing after them....

       “Go with Trauma Three! Serious head injury....I want radiology.....get me a cranial specialist and contact Doctor Lassie and Doctor Stewie in head Trauma....do it now!” Brian Griffin snapped as he kicked open a door and sent the gurney through....

      “Gentlemen? You're going to have to wait in the waiting room. We need information from both of you as to what happened....we got her from here.” Brian said as he pushed Will and Rondell back from the doors of the trauma room.

        Will was shaking as he stumbled on weak feet with Rondell holding him up. “Why the fuck didn't she let me go! Why didn't she just let me go!”

           Rondell grabbed Will and gave him a hard slap in the face...”Stop being a bitch!” He snapped. He held Will by his shoulders until the wolf slackened and flopped into a chair...

      “I'm sorry man but you needed a serious kick back into reality.” Rondell huffed. “What the fuck happened Will?”

      “I had a huge headache.” Will replied. “A serious fricken flashback...” Will suddenly scrambled to a trash can and puked his guts out...flopping onto the floor onto his butt as he finished losing his lunch....”Ugh.....that really sucked.”

       Will stretched out a hand....”I need your phone.”

Saturday evening
June 19, 2018 8:25pm

Ocean Pass
Fred McGruff's house

      Gordon's phone rang...”Hello?”

       “Dad?” Will replied.

       Gordon rubbed his head...”Will? Where are you? You sound like you're upset?”

       “I'm at Wilmington Veterinarian Center....” Will replied.

      “Wilmington?” Gordon replied. “Why the hell are you in Wilmington?”

      “I had this idea that if I went to Coal Brook and did some walking around that I might have some memory? Ummm....I had it alright.” Will replied sounding tired.

      “Hold up!” Gordon yelped as he ficked a finger at Chancy...”Write, write write....Go ahead Will, we're listening.”

     “I went into the old cottage Dad....and I had one hell of a flashback, a real head scorching flashback. You're going to think I'm high on drugs Dad or something but....I saw a snake and.....um......Alex was kissing it.”

       Chancy shook his head....”What do I keep fucken saying?”

       “Shut up!” Gordon snapped. “Son? Did you remember any details? Anything at all?”

      Will was silent then replied. “Only red eyes dad, just a dark shape but I know the damn thing was a snake. A big fricken snake.”

       Gordon rubbed his forehead....”Alright Will....get home fast...that's helpful.”

       Will replied....”Dad? You need to call Mister Quinn.....it's Cathy........she.......”

Saturday Night
June 19, 9:30 pm
Ocean Pass

Special Cases Holding Facility
a.k.a. “A Pound”

     Grace walked into the room where Alex was sitting and she turned her head to the side quick....”Oh you stink!” She yelped.

     “Yeah.....” Alex replied. “Throw-up mixed with pee....I know.....stink like an alley cat huh mom?” Alex sniffed as his mother came up...”You stink like sex and happiness.”

      Grace bopped him off the head. “I can't believe these people let my son sit covered in urine like this.” She said snorting as she snatched Alex by his wrist and dragged him behind her as she walked up to an orderly...”You!”

      Claus stopped his mobile fish bowl and sat on the rim. “Yes madam?”

      Grace snorted. “Where's your nearest bath tub so I can wash my stinky son?”

      Alex raised a finger....”Mom? I think I can?”

      “If you could have Alex? You would have done so but since it seems you like to sit in your own juices?” Grace replied.

     “Now that's not fair mom!” Alex huffed. “I've been through heck!”

         “No excuse there stinky.” Grace snorted back.

         Claus snickered. “Down the hall and two doors left and if you need a supply of brushes? Three doors down and to the right.”

         As Grace pulled Alex behind her, the wolf cub snapped at Claus....”Thanks for the help! Jerk!”

        “Hah! I am German, that's what I do! Ofederzein mein Snawzer-kopt!” Claus replied.

       Soon....Alex was sitting in a tub snorting and fussing as his mother washed him...

      “Alex? I swear...How many times do I tell you to wash your ears?” Grace huffed as she scrubbed the inside of Alex's ears with a soapy wash cloth....

      “Mom!” Alex snorted. “Will you cut it out?! I'm old enough to wash myself!”

      Grace held Alex by a hand as she wiped the cloth over his chest...”Not happy to being pampered?”

      “Oh trust me.” Alex huffed back. “I was pampered before you came here, which is the only reason why I just told Dad about who or what was molesting me when I was six....or less? I.....dunno....”

       Grace gasped...”You remembered?”

        Alex sat down in the bubble bath....”Well? Didn't remember much....I was kinda throwing up and wetting myself but I remember enough to know a snake when I see a snake.”

       Grace twisted her face....”A snake? Where?”

       “The cottage.” Alex replied.

       “No.” Grace said shaking her head. “No....your father and I would have known, there was no way anyone could have gotten into the house past us...especially your father, Alex?”

        “Well?” Alex said as he crossed his arms. “Seems a snake did or I wouldn't see the loft so clearly would I?”

        Grace sat thinking....”It's still impossible. Everything was locked at night...the windows, the doors....the whole cottage was locked up before we went to bed, I know your father.”

       Alex laid back in the tub and thought as he mouthed a music beat from his lips...” I am not going through again what I just went through Mom. I know it was a snake and I know it got into the cottage and I know it had a part in me being raped. I already told Dad.”

      Alex reached out for his mother's hand. “Mom?...I'm not trying to blame you or dad or Will. If it turns out to be true? Then at least I know something instead of thinking I'm crazy.”

Saturday Night
June 19, 2018 10:28 pm

Wilmington Veterinarian Center
Fifteen Miles from
Cold Brook Camp Grounds    

    Quinn and his wife arrived to see two police officers questioning Will and Rondell in the emergency room....

    “You realize that as a registered sex offender? You're supposed to check in with any local police department if you intend to stay more than three hours in any community​?”
One officer asked Will.

     “I know but I was in the company of Cathy Quinn and her friend and Cold Brook Campground's between towns. We were only planning to stay long enough to see if we could find some information.” Will replied.

      “Officers?” Quinn said with a wave. “We're the parents of the patient in question, Cathy Quinn and we don't want charges pressed against William here.”

      “Well...” One of the officers replied. “There's a trespassing charge and he failed to report as a sex offender but if you want to take responsibility for him, we'll leave him to you.”

      Quinn nodded then turned to Will. “What happened?” Quinn asked.

      “We went to my family's old cottage on the camp grounds to see if I'd have any memory recall...well I got violently sick...bad headache....vomiting....dizzy....I fell off the loft and Cathy jumped after me and broke my fall....”

       Quinn looked at his wife...”She doesn't know how much patience she can have between you and Alex. Our boys and now our daughter...then again trying to guide Cathy is like trying to catch a missile with a player's mitt.”

       “I didn't mean for her to get hurt.” Will replied. “I wish this whole damn nightmare would end one way or another.”

      Just then a small white poodle in a medical coat came out. “Are you tigers the parents of the patient?”

      Quinn looked down at the poodle and almost chuckled...”How? How old exactly are you?”

     Stewie stood smirking...”Oh I get it....yes.....poodle, my little voice......charming. You probably think I'm not even a year out of weening and live in a room with a crib and a time machine and a secret stash of weapons but I assure you my friend, I am far older and more sophisticated than that. Actually I'm 24 and the news is comforting though a little concerning.”

     “Will she be alright?” Quinn's wife asked worryingly.

      Stewie hopped onto a chair....”As your daughter is a tiger and tigers seem to be lucky to still be cats...she avoided major injury. However she did crack a vertebra in which we had to immobilize the neck and there was some head trauma requiring she be kept in a drugged state for a while but I expect that to be temporary.”

      Quinn and his wife sighed....”Oh thank gawd.” Quinn said. “Can we see her?”

      Stewie shook his head...”Not at the moment. It's better she's left to rest at least until tomorrow. You should go home and we'll call if any changes develop but I see no serious conditions coming out of this.”

      Will sat feeling drained...”I'm all spent...”

      Rondell wrapped an arm around Will's shoulders...”There's Denny's?”

      Will nodded. “I need to eat....maybe gulp down a picture worth of water.”

      Quinn gestured. “So what did you experience? This thing that caused you to fall off the loft?”

     “I couldn't make out details it happened so quick but I saw a snake....I'm sure it was a snake and Alex was hugging and kissing with it, tell me that is not the most fucked up and disturbed vision you can have? Can a repressed memory really do that to people?” Will said and asked.

     “I'm not an expert but very violent and traumatic images can cause body reactions, I know that too well.” Quinn replied. “But a snake? That's some seriously messed up shit. Had to have been a python class snake to be as big as your describing.”

      Will scratched his head...”I wanna go back in.”

       “The only place you're going back to is home.” Quinn snorted. “Once there was enough. Next time you trigger and spaz out like you described? You might not have someone near by to save you and if you get hurt, what help will you be to your parents?”

         Will sighed. “What help am I to them now by not trying again?”

Saturday Night
June 19, 10:30 pm
Ocean Pass

Special Cases Holding Facility
a.k.a. “A Pound”

       Grace tucked Alex into the bed, slipped the pacifier into his mouth and cuddled him with his Toothless doll...

       “You look so cute.” She said. “Though....the idea of you wearing pampers at 13 years old?”

      “Yes mom, I know......bizaro.” Alex snorted as he wrapped himself around the stuffed doll...”You take any pictures while I'm sleeping Mom and I'll go feral, I warn you? Now how will that be for a sight? DON'T TAKE ANY PICTURES MOM!”

        “But you look so adorable again.” Grace gushed. “You look as cute on your first day at day care.”

       “I hated day care mom.” Alex snorted. “Sheesh....trying this again? I gotta be stupid to let you talk me into this?”

       Grace smiled back...”You've always been the more adventurous risk taker than your brother. I thought that because you have been such a thinker? You'd be the more reserved and studious one...instead, Will turned out to be the more cautious...which is why he seemed to get more bumps and bruises....constantly chasing you around. I didn't need to coax you into risking another bad headache because you understand what's at stake and that drives you more than fear.”

      Alex looked at his fingers which played with each other with obvious nervousness... “Mom? If it is true that all this stuff happened before....you know.....before me and Will started fooling around and getting into all this....bad stuff...do you think we might get our convictions turned over?”

     “We won't know that if we don't try.” Grace replied as she kissed her son's head. “I'll be right here...you know that.”

Saturday Night
June 19, 10:45 pm

Denny's
Fifteen Miles from
Cold Brook Camp Grounds   

     Will gulped down another glass of water and felt somewhat better enough to nibble on a plate of toast and cut sausages...

    “So?” He asked Rondell. “You have a boyfriend?”

    The gay Tiger sipped a glass of milk and wiped with cream off his lips...”Not exactly...I sort of “peter'd” out of actively searching in my senior year. I haven't found one that's really stuck with me. There's this off and on again fling I have with one guy, he's a lion named Barnabee and though he's nice and I like him...you know....lion and tigers? Besides the sex it's like.....eh?! Oil and Water...we just don't “gel” outside the bedroom. But as a lover he's got passion...sex with him kinda goes on half a night and he's fucken amazing...”

      Will nibbled again on his toast...”So how did you “dabble”? Like....when did you start...you know....things? Like sucking dick?”

      Rondell sat drumming his hands on the table....”Bout......nine. Fooling around with another tiger who just happened to be fooling around with his older brother who just happened to be fooling around with a deer who'd just happen to be getting his rump nailed by another deer....seen that one too in school...Bambi? What a hot set of venison hinds on that one.”

     Rondell leaned in. “I got my best orgasms jacking off by dreaming about chasing that slice of deer down and raping him before I choked him to death in my teeth. He is soooo fucking hawt, I mean deer just scream “rape my ass raw” with their feminine looks don't they?”

     Will laughed...”I'm....not that much into “jacking” any more....guess obvious reasons. Do you think it's typical? I mean....guys get their first experiences as cubs off other cubs who are doing other cubs? You know? Chain screwing?”

     “If you're even trying to find some sort of justification for what you were into? Nah... Your a far different case obviously. Deep down inside Will...being honest? You are not a homosexual as much as you might try to tell yourself? Nope.” Rondell said as he played with his drinking straw...”You my friend were manipulated into sex, clearly obvious. What happened between you and your brother? Wasn't meant to be that way so don't force yourself on that stick Will? You'll only get ripped up.”

      Will sighed....”But? I enjoyed anal sex? I liked Alex slamming my ass good.”

      “Did you?” Rondell replied. “Did you? Or was it out of guilt and you wanted to be used and abused because of what you did with your little brother?” Rondell sat back in his chair...”Love these psychological discussions. I should have majored but I took a sports scholarship.”

      Will asked. “So what's the biggest dick you've ever taken?”

       “What the hell?” Rondell snorted. “You trying to divert the discussion about your anal hang ups?”

       “No.” Will yelped. “Just a little curious.”

      “A Morgan horse.” Rondell snickered.

       “Are you fucken kidding me?” Will gasped. “Seriously? We're talking about a draft horse right? That Morgan?”

       Rondell nodded back. “That kind of big cocked horse. And yeah...lots and lots of lube and gallons of fucken cum. Felt like I was riding an electrical pole. But my ass was already loose so I took him pretty easy....

     Will gasped...”I can't fricken imagine that up my ass....I mean.....damn!”

      Rondell replied. “We cats are know for our “limberal pliability” per say? I was 16, met the guy in the local gym and thought it would be sort of exciting to just do it...banged me up like a fucken rag doll. Had to wear a plug for a week because I was so badly gaped open by the dude.”

      “Mother...fucker.” Will said shocked.

     “So let's get back to my question? Did you let Alex Binx ram you because of enjoyment? Or were you guilty because you introduced your little brother too it and had second thought guilt trips?” Rondell asked.

     Will played with his coffee...”The second one.....yeah....I felt like a cad actually, like I forced myself on him and even though he liked it? I wouldn't let him “top” me so I wanted to sort of....show him I was willing to be “used” hence I hooked up with Binx and hence I set it up so Alex could see me get my ass hole torn up so he'd feel better that I was “getting it” just like him.”

     Will sighed....”And....I lied. I actually had it only four times. I hated being a bottom.” Will snorted...”Now? I just fucken hate it all together. I can't even have fun with normal sex and I don't want to tell Cathy because I'll hurt her. I'm just all jacked to Sunday.”

     Rondell snickered. “Will?”

     “Yeah?” Will replied.

    “You've always been jacked to Sunday.” Rondell said smiling.

    “Oh fuck you, you mangy bitch cat!” Will snapped as he threw a piece of bread at Rondell.

    “You can have the opportunity?” Rondell replied smirking.

    Will got up from his seat. “Let's just go before we start fighting? I don't want to add to my criminal record.”

    Rondell followed Will out of the Denny's “Where too? Home?”

    “No.” Will replied. “Back to the camp grounds. Obviously I'm not done just yet.”

End of part 8