CRY WOLF-12 After math
Written by
Eugene Marvin
-aka- NPhillydogg@aol.com ___________________
:::Pt-1:::
35yr old Jeffery Jay Morison [Sheriff for Pensacola County, Maine] lay sleeping drunkenly in bed, after drinking an entire bottle of Jack Daniels (mourning the death of his 17yr old son: Wyatt)! The empty bottle lay sideways on his nightstand, as Jeffery had dreams of his son as a child, recalling how proud he was to bring him home as a newborn, mistakenly believing he was just the first of many more kids to come from his marriage!
However things started to go south for Jeffery and his wife (Bethany) shortly after the baby's birth! Beth believed the baby would strengthen their marriage, when in reality it did the opposite! As Jeffery worked longer hours to make ends-meet, Bethany started to feel trapped at home with a baby that constantly needed her attention! They argued a lot [about finances, work schedules, quality time, and hired help for Beth at home work load], but it only caused Jeff to work even MORE to get away from home! Bethany started having an affair, blaming Jeff for not giving her more attention! She got pregnant by the married man she was cheating with..., but when he rejected her, she moved away in shame, leaving him to raise their son alone!
Wyatt knew nothing of his mother's extracurricular activities behind his dad's back, and had always assumed his half sibling [living in another state with their mother] was simply the result of her new marriage to another man!
Jeffery started to toss and turn in his sleep when his dreams went from a healthy family background...to seeing how hateful his son had become to him! Wyatt was always angry, always resentful and short tempered! Nothing Jeff did satisfied him! It was as if he HATED him! Lord knows he SAID so often enough!
But while their relationship was tumultuous at best..., Jeffery definitely never wanted to see anything unpleasant happen to his son! Seeing his son torn to pieces in the woods, his blood and guts sprawled everywhere..., was enough to make Jeffery wake up screaming every time he closed his eyes...!
"AHHHH...!!" he yelled aloud, sitting up in bed...!...finally realizing where he was [safely at home in his own bed]!
Jeffery was sweating (his sheets were soaked)..., as he reached for his booze bottle and turned it up to his lips before realizing it was EMPTY [bone dry]!
"Shit...!" he said to himself [slurring his speech], as he flipped back the sheets and got out of bed and headed downstairs to fetch another bottle of Jack from under the sink!
Standing in front of the sink [overlooking the backyard]..., he twisted the cap and turned the new bottle up to his unshaven lips, taking a deep swig before feeling the alcohol BURN its way down the back of his throat! He could feel the warm liquid heating his insides, reminding him that he was still alive!
Heading back upstairs, he had just reached the top step when he noticed the light ON under his son's bedroom door! Had he left the light on unintentionally? –he wondered! He walked to his son's door..., then took a deep [clarifying] breath before twisting the doorknob, finding it LOCKED! Perplexed, he tried again, banging his shoulder into the door [thinking it might be stuck]! Suddenly the light turned off!
Someone was IN his son's room!
"WHO'S IN THERE...?" he yelled, banging on the door! "OPEN UP RIGHT NOW!" he insisted, hearing someone stumbling around! Backing away..., he held onto the banister for support before lifting his leg to KICK the door in off its hinges, causing it to break open as he rushed inside and flipped on the lights...!
The room was empty, but the window was open, indicating whoever it was must have climbed out through the window! Jeffery ran to the back window and looked out, finding the dog backing at someone who had obviously hopped over the fence!
Someone was in his son's room..., but who...? And why...?
Jeff closed and locked the window..., as he turned to find his son's laptop computer [sitting on his computer desk] powering down! Someone had broken into his son's room just to use his computer...?
Jeffery took a seat at his son's desk, then turned the computer back on..., seeking the computer's HISTORY, to see what the last entry was...?
:::Pt-2:::
THE SHERIFF'S STATION
An official Pensacola County police vehicle pulled up in front of the police station, as one of the 3 officers got out and rushed into the station as fast as his feet could carry him!
"Deputy..." he called, searching for deputy Gregory Thomas (age: 35, 6'0", 185lbs), who was sitting in sheriff Morison's office [behind his desk]...staring at photo of Jeffery and his son Wyatt [when Wyatt was 10yrs old]! "...I've got the footage straight from the `geek squad'...!" announced the officer, rushing into Morison's office!
Gregory sat upright in the sheriff's chair...!
"Geek squad...?" he questioned, unsure what the officer meant...?
The cop sat a video tablet down in front of him!
"YOU told me to take the video to have it analyzed and cleared up..." he explained [dutifully], "...THIS was the best they could DO with the footage...!"
Greg took the tablet from the officer and pulled it up, taking a [new] look at it, hoping for a clearer visual...?
"It's STILL fuzzy!" he complained [expecting quality work]!
"They said that couldn't be helped..." said the officer, looking over Greg's shoulder! "...but you can SEE a better image of him...THERE!" he pointed, as something flashed in front of the surveillance camera!
Greg rewound it, then froze frame to get a clearer look...!
"I still can't quite tell WHO it is...!" he said, as a slightly clearer image of a hairy faced MAN froze in place!
The Sheriff's jeep pulled up outside of the station..., as Jeff Morison got out and headed inside! Staffers stopped working and stared as the sheriff walked in [looking completely disheveled]...!
"uh...good morning Sheriff..." said one of the officers in the main office, "...I didn't know YOU were coming into work today, sir...! How are you?"
"Where's Gregory...?" asked Jeffery [in uniform], unshaven and uncombed...!
The officers all looked at one another curiously...!
"um...in YOUR office, sir...!" one answered, as Jeff headed for his own office!
"Greg..." he said, storming straight in...! "...any leads on WHO killed my son...?"
Deputy Thomas and the officer both looked up at Morison oddly...!
"Jeffery..., what're YOU doing here...?" asked Greg [getting up from behind Morison's desk]!
"I'm The Sheriff, remember...?" said Morison, taking his rightful place at his chair!
"But...you're still grieving..." reasoned Greg, as Morison took his seat! "...you haven't even buried Wyatt yet...!" he added [regretting it immediately], (as they now had no idea WHERE Wyatt's body was), {it turned up missing last chapter}!
"I've mourned enough..." he declared! "...I want to know the progress on my son's killer!
"What've you got...?"
"Surveillance cameras at the morgue shows a suspect exiting a crime-scene..., but the video was too grainy to clearly make out who OR what it was...! I had officer Boyd take the video to be analyzed, and THIS is what they found...!" he explained, before showing Morison a still of the picture!
Morison's eyes narrowed as he stared down at the video photo..., leaning in closer for a better view!
"Is that...?" he questioned, doing a double take! He picked up the tablet AND the photograph of his son on his desk and STARED at them long and harder...!
"Is that...WHO I think it is...?" he asked, looking back at Greg in disbelief!
"We're not sure, sir..." said the deputy [not wanting to commit to anything just yet]!
Morison looked at the photos again...
"It LOOKS just like him..." he uttered [mostly to himself], "...somewhat...!" he added [unsure]!
He looked back up at his deputy...! "But HOW could this be...? Wyatt's dead!"
"We're not sure the person in the photo IS Wyatt, sir..." reasoned Thomas, "...the picture's still fuzzy..., and the MAN in the video is taller than Wy'..., hairy different too! Even his bone structure doesn't match! It CAN'T be Wyatt!"
Morison stared back down at the humanoid in the photo...!
"I KNOW my son when I see him, Gregory..." insisted the sheriff...! "...his physical structure maybe different...he may be taller, hairier..., but he still looks like my SON!
"How is that possible...?"
"I'm not sure..." admitted Greg [stumped]! "...but the...THING in that photo can't be Wyatt..." insisted the deputy, "...Wyatt's DEAD! His body was at the coroner's for autopsy, remember...?"
"I know..." said Morison, putting the tablet down..., pulling his son's laptop from his backpack! "...someone's playing GAMES with us...!" he insisted, opening the top and turning the computer on!
"SOMEONE was in my son's bedroom..., ON his computer...! The door was locked from the INSIDE..., and I heard someone escape through his window! Then I noticed his computer had been tampered with! I did a history search..., and found the LAST entry was a gay porn site!" explained the sheriff, pulling up the side with Wyatt's name in the ID! "Now WHY would someone RISK breaking into a police officer's home...just to look at PORN on a dead man's computer...? It doesn't make sense!"
"This CASE doesn't make sense!" said Thomas [drawing a blank]!
Morison sat back in his seat, steadying the photo...!
"Why was there surveillance coverage at the morgue...?" he asked, looking back at his deputy! "You said there was a `crime-scene' there...? Was Wyatt's body involved...?"
Deputy Thomas looked nervous and concerned [as he scratched the back of his head]...!
"The Coroner, Dr. Harris..., is dead!" informed Thomas [much to Morison's confusion]!
"Wha...how...?" asked the sheriff [stunned]!
"He was murdered...!" answered his deputy! "Mutilated, in fact!" he added! "His body was unidentifiable...! We had to ship his remains to Essex County so the coroner THERE could give him a positive ID...!" explained the officer!
"And..., what about Wyatt's body...?" asked Morison [feeling a KNOT forming in his stomach]! "What about MY SON'S body...?"
Thomas swallowed!
"Its missing!" he said, as the information took a second to sink into Jeff's brain!
"It's missing...?" he questioned, standing up [disoriented]...! "You mean someone MISPLACED it..., or someone TOOK it...?" he clarified!
"We're...not sure...!" said deputy Thomas, watching as the sheriff started to go into a frenzy in front of him! "We've got staffers searching the entire hospital for his body!"
"I don't believe this!" shouted Morison, shoving shit off his desk!
"WHY didn't you tell me, Greg...?" he asked, turning to his trusted FRIEND for an answer!
"Yu...you were in MOURNING, Jeff..." explained Greg, as Morison brushed by him, heading for the weapon's room to grab himself a rifle...! "...we thought we'd be able to FIND Wyatt's body and get him prepped at another facility before his funeral...! We didn't want you to have to deal with this until you were ready...!"
Morison walked up to the weapon's room only to find the door locked [protocol]!
"Where's the key...?" he asked, looking around at everyone [as everyone stared back at him questionably]! "Am I speaking English...? WHERE'S THE FUCKING KEY...?!!" he yelled, startling everyone, as Gregory walked up behind him [cautiously]...!
"What do you need the key to the weapon's room for, Sheriff...?" he asked calmly and politely, holding his hands out to the sides to show he wasn't armed!
"I need a rifle!" answered sheriff Morison [flatly]! "I need to go out and FIND my son's killer...! Its OBVIOUS none of YOU know what you're doing...!"
"You're son's `killer' was an animal, Sheriff...not a person!" reminded Greg!
"Bullshit!" snapped Morison! "I just TOLD you someone broke into my house and USED my son's computer...! NOW my son's body's missing..., and there's a lookalike of him in the surveillance video where his body was last seen!" he explained, still getting a confused look on his deputy's face!
"I spoke to Jesse Combs in the psych ward..." added Morison, as Thomas was about to ask `When...?' knowing they hadn't been given the okay by Jesse's parents nor his doctors to speak to him yet...! "...HE said that the monster he saw in the woods SPOKE to him...! Isn't THAT enough evidence to tell you that my son's wasn't killed by no animal...? He was MURDERED by someone he knew!"
"Wai...now waitaminute Sheriff..." thought Thomas, trying to ADD it all up in his head...! "...that's a major LEAP in speculation...! Wyatt's body had BITE marks in it! CLAW marks! His FLESH was torn to pieces! No one HUMAN could have done all that...!"
"Unless THEY wanted it to LOOK like an animal did it to throw us off their tracks...!" argued Morison! "THINK about it! It makes perfect sense! While we're all out looking for WOLVES..., they're walking around completely unscathed! No one's looking for THEM!"
"And for GOOD reason, Sheriff..." countered Thomas, "...no one knows who THEY are...! Not even YOU!"
"That's what I want the rifle for...!" reasoned Morison, holding out his hand for the key!
"I'm afraid I can't give it to you, sir...!" said Thomas, defying his boss!
Jeff's eyes narrowed...!
"Then you're relieved of duty, Deputy!" he said, flatly! "Boyd...!...take the deputy's gun and badge and REMOVE him from the station...!"
"uh..." hesitated officer Boyd [looking around at everyone else], wondering WHAT he should do...?
"Did you HEAR me, Officer...?" asked Morison, looking straight at Boyd! "I gave you an ORDER!"
"You're NOT on duty, Sheriff...!" explained Thomas! "You're on `medical leave' for the death of your son...!"
"I'M STILL THE SHERIFF AROUND HERE!" screamed Morison [wanting to be heard]!
"I know, Jeff..." said Thomas, "...but you need to REST..." he informed, "...you NEED time to mourn your son and plan his funeral...! You can't do all that AND be sheriff too!
"Go HOME, Jeff..., let US handle things here...!"
Jeffery looked around at all the people staring back at him..., looking at him as if he was crazy [some female staffers were in tears]! Morison realized he was causing a spectacle..., as he quietly headed for the door [and his jeep parked outside]..., reminding himself to stop off at the drugs store to pick up a few more bottles of whiskey...!
"That was...intense!" said Boyd, realizing he could have been fired easily for insubordination!
"Alright everyone..." said Thomas, regaining control of the room! "...the show's over...! Get back to work!" he ordered, before heading back into the sheriff's office to resume his role as temporary replacement!
::::Pt-3:::
THE WOODS: surrounding Pensacola is vast..., one of the largest forests in Northern America! Its density help house a plethora of creatures besides man..., all of which live in the density of the forest, living off the trees, the air, the fruits, vegetation, and occasionally...the passing hikers who roam through town unaware of the dangers surrounding them...!
2 such victims are: Jeremy Olson and his travel partner Ike Spearman! The 2 met while climbing mountains in Iowa! Having both successfully climbed the summit [from opposite ends], they celebrated by getting drunk and having wild sex in the open where no one could see them [without a helicopter]!
Since then they've teamed up to tackle 2 other mountains, and hike across The Nevada Desert [each time popping themselves a tent and fucking like newlyweds]!
The decision to trail the forests tundra of Maine was made in haste! They packed up their belongings and drove out to the outskirts of the forest and parked their truck in the woods [camouflaging it from any passerby's that might want to steal it], then took their hiking gear and started the long trek across the tundra!
"THIS looks like a good place to set up camp...!" suggested Ike, having carried their heavy packs through several miles of forest [climbing hills, crossing rivers, and braving the elements]! They found themselves a clearing and pitched their tent, went fishing and foraging for food, collecting local berries, nuts, and fruits to go with their meals! After a satisfying dinner, they sat around a small controlled fire and got drunk! It was Jeremy's idea to strip naked and jump in the river! Ike was too happy to comply! The 2 males stripped naked and ran down inwards the edge of the river and jumped in like cannonballs!
They splashed and frolicked in the water like children..., before getting tangled up in each other's arms! They moved in closer to kiss, each tilting his head in an opposite direction as they drilled each other's mouths with their hot tongues! They climbed up onto the banks of the river, rolling around on top each other along the grass!
Ike was the one to go down first, taking Jeremy's 7.5" cock in his mouth and throat, swallowing him to the root and suckling the hard shaft like hard candy! Jeremy laid back in the grass, moaning softly as his cock was devoured delightfully! He reached down and physically pulled Ike into 69 position, and took HIS 7" cock in his mouth to suck! The 2 blew each other enthusiastically, loving the feel of the outdoors against their naked bodies! Ike lifted Jeremy's leg to get at his asshole, spitting out his cock to lick his way around the exit-hole, stuffing it with his tongue, pulling the cheeks further apart to get deeper access into the roost!
Jeremy knew what was coming next! He rolled onto his back and lifted both legs voluntarily, making his asshole more vulnerable! Ike dumped a ton of spit into Jeremy's ass before climbing up on his knees in front of him..., aiming his hard-on down at his buddy's hole before shoving inside...!
"URHH...!" grunted the hiker, feeling the cock penetrate his rectal ring before sinking into him and disappearing up his ass! Ike gripped the backs of Jeremy's legs, pushing them down against his buddy's chest as he leaned in overtop him and started doing pushups in and out of his ass!
"Arhh...yeah...fuck that ass!" groaned Jeremy (26, long sandy/blonde hair, scruffy unkempt look, slim muscled 155lbs body), staring up at his travel companion as Ike started fucking fairly strong from the gate!
The 2 weren't strangers to fucking each other, as both knew how roughly the other liked it! Ike groaned aloud as he punched his cock through his friend's tight gripping hole, feeling the sphincter muscles tighten and squeeze around his manhood, sucking him off like a hungry mouth! With the cool night air breezing against his wet body, he started to power-fuck his buddy with really rough/hard thrusts, burying his cock again and again as he felt himself quickly reaching climactic stages!
"Oh fuck, man..., I'm gonna cum, dude...!" gasped the darker haired man, ready to lose his load!
"Give it to me, man..." insisted Jeremy, flexing his anal ring around the thrusting tool! "...shoot it in me! Breed me, man! Give me those hot jock babies, dude!"
"Arrrhhh fuck..." choked Ike, ramming himself all the way in his buddy's ass [deep], holding his jerking prick in the milky bowels as the sperm shot out of him in heavy spurts...! "...ARRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...!!" he yelled as he came hard, bucking wildly after each spurt, feeling the orgasm hit him like the electric chair!
Jeremy felt the cum pouring into him as Ike fell forward over him [thoroughly drained]! Ike pulled himself out of his friend's ass, as Jeremy switched position and put Ike in doggy-style while he climbed around behind him! Pulling his friend's ass cheeks apart, he bent forward and pressed his face into his cheeks and started lavishing his anus with his wet tongue, slicking it with saliva before straightening up and aiming his own erection up against his buddy's bunghole! Ike held his head down against his folded arms as he awaited the pain of entry..., "URRHH...!" he grunted aloud as Jeremy's cockhead pierced his tight ring before boring its way inside him! Jeremy grabbed his waist, holding him in place as he buried his cock in his gut, grinding against his bottom as he churned his rod around in his bowels!
Ike (31, w/short dark cut hair, a strong jawline, 5o'clock shadow, and a 160lbs muscular build) had only topped whenever he messed around with men, before meeting Jeremy! Jeremy was what Ike considered to be a carbon copy of himself; someone adventurous, outgoing, worldly, smart, good looking, well fit, and sexually affluent! In a lot of ways, fucking with Jeremy was like fucking himself..., there was no way he couldn't allow him a way into his body!
Jeremy pulled back with his hips, withdrawing his cock about 3 or 4 inches before shoving back in, slamming his pelvic bone into Ike's bent over ass! He fucked his friend hard, his own asshole still reeling from the fucking it just took! He could feel Ike's load trying to escape his own anus while he fucked, having to keep his cunt tight to keep it all inside! He reached down over Ike's muscular back and gripped a fistful of his dark hair, yanking his head up off the grass as he pulled him up into horseback-style, riding him like a stallion!
"Arrhhh...shit man, don't stop...fuck me hard!" panted Ike, arching his back for deeper probes! He couldn't believe how tough it was to take 7 and 1/2 inches up his anal chute, but if women and gay men could do [and love it], so could he...!...what did THEY have that he didn't...?
Like Ike, Jeremy mostly fucked women [especially publically], he fucked around with men on the side, but only if they were worthy! He'd managed to score a lover or 2 over the years, each one teaching him a little more how to pleasure a man! When he first met Ike [on that Iowa mountain top], it was Ike's first time giving up his ass, wanting to PROVE he was just as tough as Jeremy and could take the pain and pressure of a fucking! Ever-since then they've fucked each other mutually, flip-flopping regularly [tit for tat]!
Jeremy could feel himself quickly coming to a roaring climax, as he started to hammer his buddy harder, driving his cock in faster, butt-slamming into him like a man possessed! As Ike's voice rose into the cool crisp air [his manly grunts acting as music to his ears]..., Jeremy couldn't help ramming himself in gut deep, pressing Ike down against the ground as he fell on top...his cock buried balls-deep as it started to jump, jerk, and surge...! "ARRHHHHHHHHGGG...!!" he cried out loud as he came, his cum pumping directly into Ike's sore backside as both men lay out on the grass...!
They stayed like that for a few minutes...until Jeremy's orgasm was over! They pulled apart and made their ways into their tent, dousing out the campfire so they wouldn't accidentally cause a forest fire! They both slept like logs, loving the sounds of the outdoors in their ears!
BY MORNING: Jeremy exited the tent to take a leak...! He climbed out of his sleeping bag naked...then walked over towards a nearby tree to pee! He shot his stream along the bark of the tree, yawning hard as the morning air struck his body like pine needles!
In the distance he thought he saw someone staggering through the woods! They were pretty deep in, and figured the guy might be lost..., as he called out to him!
The `man' in the distances was hidden by a forest of trees and overgrown vegetation! Every time Jeremy got a glimpse of him, he'd disappear from sight, staggering about the grounds as if lost in a daze!
"Hey...!" called the hiker, climbing through the trees, stepping over tree roots and fallen branches, following the man deeper into the forest! "Hey buddy..., are you alright...?" asked Jeremy, getting closer! "Are you lost! Do you need help?"
The `man' fell to his knees [also naked, and hairy all over]! He knelt on the ground, seemingly shaking from the cold! Jeremy didn't have anything to warm him up, all of his belongings were back in the tent with Ike! He walked up behind the man [cautiously], looking around to make sure he was alone! He got an eerie vibe off the situation, but if the man needed help, he couldn't condone walking away! He walked up to him and reached out to touch his shoulder...! "Hey..." he said, letting him know he was close by...!
"RRRAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...!!!" growled the `man', turning towards, his humanoid face twisted in a snarl as he stretched his mouth open to show a row of long sharp [deadly] teeth!
"AHHHHHH...!!!" screamed Jeremy, falling backwards as the MAN reached out to try to grab him! Jeremy scrambled to get away [crawling along the ground]..., but the man was on top of him before he knew it, pinning him facedown to the forest floor before ramming his erect COCK straight up his ass!
"ARRHHHHHHHHHHGG...!!!" screamed Jeremy, feeling his asshole rip open as the cock bore through him like a battering ram! The man leaned down overtop him, BITING into his neck like a LION, cutting straight through his jugular [causing him to bleed to death]! Jeremy died slowly as the `man' tore a huge chunk out of his neck and shoulder...while fucking a giant [bloody] hole straight through his ass...!
IKE: jumped up out of a sound sleep when he thought he heard screaming in his dreams...! He looked over to find Jeremy's sleeping bag empty..., as he unzipped his own bag and climbed out of the tent [ready to start a venture]!
"Jerm'...?" he called out loud, looking around camp to see if he saw him nearby...? Needing to wake a wicked piss..., he found a bush nearby and aimed his morning erection towards its leaves, letting his heavy stream flow forth!
Ike sighed, feeling his bladder emptying from the pressure! He was just about finished his morning piss when he heard a rustling in the bush! Before he could react, something jumped out and BIT OFF his cock...!
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...!!!" he screamed out loud as blood started spurting from his groin! A large hairy MAN jumped out of the bush [wet with his piss], covered in Jeremy's blood as he landed on top of him and proceeded to gnaw off his face...!
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