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Wane gets more than just a little scratch at his summer youth camp. Is it something serrious, or something else entirely?

Prologue

Wane clutched his arm in pain as he tried to explain to the camp nurse what happened. "I'm telling you it was a giant Raccoon! I saw it with my own eyes! You gotta believe me!"

The nurse just shook her head. "Why would a raccoon attack you? Look at the size of those bites! You know, most kids wouldn't lie about this sort of thing Wane. Rabid animals are a serious matter!" The nurse said in frustration and looked over at the counselor beside her.

The two left the first aid room for a moment; no doubt discussing what to do with Wane. Left alone the young man returned to his thoughts, "It was a Raccoon, I swear it was!" Wane said. He could clearly remember walking the along the path to the latrine and something huge and stripped jumping out at him.

It had even been bright outside, Wane guessed because of the full moon that night. Regardless it wasn't like he had anything to hide or lie about. If he said he was attacked by a huge Raccoon monster than they should believe him!"

Of course there were those stories the councilors had told everyone about the monster of Camp Wojije! But this was a youth retreat, not a summer camp! Wane was freaking seventeen and had been going to camp Wojije since he was thirteen! Why would he lie?

The Nurse returned and frowned at Wane. "We called your parents; they're coming to pick you up. Looks like you'll be going home early" the nurse said and scowled down her pointed nose at Wane.

A few hours later Wanes parents showed up. They both seemed a little concerned about the attack, but it was Wanes mother that spoke up first. "If you didn't want to go to camp you could have just said so Wane! It wasn't like we would have made you go against your will!"

Wane sighed, but remained silent. He would have to remember not to tell his friends about this. Even though none of his real friends went to Wojije every summer, Wane still enjoyed it. He had always loved the forest and camping. Even as a kid he and his father had camped in the woods, but Wojije was different. Even now, after the attack Wane still wished he was out in the woods.

After a long and tiring ride Wane went to the hospital where the very confused doctors told him he was lucky to be alive. The size of the bite marks indicated something the size of a grizzly bear or bigger. They called the camp and warned them about the attack. The doctors seemed spooked, but Wane just shrugged and swore it was a raccoon. Even the claw marks were strange. Five gashes side by side all over his chest; like nothing the docs had ever seen. Wane tested negative for rabies, and so, was sent home with a strong anti-infection drug.

For the next few days Wane took the pills, but they only seemed to make him feel worse. He eventually was unable to get out of bed, and his parents took him back to the doctors. The now seriously confused docs inspected the bite and caw marks, but they looked just fine. With nothing to go on, but intuition the docs prescribed the very weak young man a powerful steroid, which seemed to work! Wane was given progressively stronger doses until he was able to stand again. The doctors were baffled at how he was progressing backwards, and getting better as his mysterious ailment seemed to get worse. Finally after two weeks in the hospital Wane was let out with little more than a prescription for some powerful steroids.

Ch 1Introduction

Wane was in his room when his three best friends burst through the door. Even though Wane was supposed to be resting he was actually playing his guitar. He had missed practicing while he was sick, but the sudden explosion of friends from the door distracted him. "Dude" they all said when they saw him, "We thought you were dead or something from how your parents were acting! Man they wouldn't even let us see you in the hospital!" Paul said.

Paul and Wane had been best friends since forever. They had met up with Sam and Greg in high school and had started a band. They didn't even have a name yet, but the guys thought they were all pretty good. "The docs think I'm crazy, but I feel fine now! I was just sick for a few days, and got better"

"What about the attack! I heard you got attacked by a bear!" Greg said.

Wane thought before responding, "Whatever" he said at long last. He didn't want to say it was a raccoon in front of his friends, he was afraid they would laugh. "Wana see the scars?"

There was a chorus of agreement and Wane pulled his shirt off. He was surprised at the sudden funky stench coming from his pits and chest, but if his friends noticed they didn't say anything. They ooed and awed over the wicker scars before Paul said something strange. "Dude, look at that! What're those little black things coming outta the scars?" he asked.

Wane looked down at himself and noticed them too. "Huh, I don't know"

Without even asking all three boys reached out and started touching the scars. Wane might have objected, but for some strange reason he liked the contact. He even got a tiny bit turned on. "Come on guys, stop! That tickles!" Wane said and danced away from his friends. They all laughed and launched into a conversation about the band and practices. As they talked Wane noticed Paul eyeing him; Wane had never really noticed it, but Paul seemed to pay a lot of attention to Wane when he talked, he almost hung on every word. Whenever Wane said something Paul was the first to agree.

Thinking back Wane was always the leader, even when it was just him and Paul. Lately though they'd only been hanging out when the Band got together, and Paul had been pretty distant with Wane, but now, for some reason Paul couldn't take his eyes of Wane, and it was turning Wane on! Their strange staring game ended when someone new walked into the room. "Waney!" A female voice called out as its owner danced into the room.

The hottest girl in high school erupted into the room rushing to her boyfriend and embracing him. "Ewe, what's that smell?" She asked and wrinkled her nose.

"Sorry April" Wane said and planted a kiss on her cheek, "I'm taking some really strong steroids and they kinda make me stink" Wane said and smiled sheepishly.

"Well put your shirt on, that might help" She said and picked his shirt up off the bed.

Wane complied and off handedly noticed Paul frowning at him. "Well looks like everyone is here! Who wants to go get pizza?"

Everyone agreed that food was a good idea. Wane managed to convince his mom and dad to let him go so long as they drove him. It was an awesome night, everyone was glad to have Wane back, and even Paul lightened up after a while. Once everyone was back at his house Wane asked if Paul could stay for a little while longer. Eventually everyone left, even April who had a dance meet the next day. After Wane had kissed her good night he went back to the couch where Paul sat looking very confused.

"Thanks for staying Paul, You're my best friend, and today I realized that there's something I need to tell you" Wane said and scratched his head nervously.

Paul's eyes lit up and he looked strangely excited. "I have something I need to tell you to Wane, but you go first!"

Wane looked away from his best friend. These things were hard for a guy to admit, but Wane was doing his best. "About tonight, when I took off my shirt and showed you guys the scars..."

"Yea" Paul said and smiled nervously.

"So you know how you touched them and all..." Wane was getting really nervous and his heart was racing, "Well what I wanted to say was that it wasn't a bear like everyone thinks" Wane said and breathed out.

Paul looked a bit shocked, but he shook his head and blinked, "Well what was it?"

Wane took another deep breath, "It was a raccoon!"

Wane waited while Paul seemed to mull over what Wane had just said. "Oh... well, ok"

"That's it!" Wane said a little angry about his friend's response.

"Well if you say it was I believe you" Paul said and looked up at Wane, despite what he said Wane saw mixed emotions play across his friends face.

"Well!" Wane said and sighed, "That went better than I had hoped, don't tell Greg and Sam though, I don't think they would understand"

"No, no they probably won't" Paul said sadly.

"So what did you want to tell me?" Wane asked.

"Um, well..." Before Paul could say anything though Wane gasped and doubled over in pain. "Wane! Wane what's wrong!" Paul said and jumped up, hurrying over to his best friend.

"Steroids! Get the shots in my room!" Wane said as the pain intensified and he collapsed onto the ground.

Paul rushed upstairs to Wane's bed room and fumbled around through the various bags of hospital supplies before coming to a few pre prepared syringes. Paul grabbed three and rushed downstairs. "I got them Wane! What now!"

"In the ass" Wane gasped between breaths.

"What!?" Paul said in surprise and blushed.

"Inject... me... in the ass!" Wane said in frustration.

"Oh!" Paul said and blushed again as Wane unbuttoned his pants and tried pulling his pants down. Paul had to help him, and for a few seconds Paul could see his best friend's junk, a sight he'd only ever dreamed of. Wane rolled over and gasped in pain pushing himself up on his knees.

"Hurry Paul!" Wane said in pain.

"Right!" Paul said and took the cover off a syringe and poked the needle into his friend's slightly hairy right but cheek.

"More!" Wane gasped. Paul opened a second syringe and injected that one too. "More Paul! Give me more!"

Paul hurried as he opened the last one and pushed the golden fluid into his friend's ass. This wasn't how he imagined seeing Wane in this position. "That's it Wane, I'll have to go get more if..."

"No, I'm good, thanks Paul" Wane said and tried to stand.

Paul helped Wane up and even pulled his pants up for him. "You really should be more careful" Paul said as Wane leaned on him.

Wane looked over at his friend and smiled; "You know, you've always been there for me Paul" Wane said and looked into the other young man's eyes. There was something there, some kind of attraction Wane could sense in his friend. Wane leaned in ever so slightly until they were a hair's width from each other. All at once Wane lost it and blacked out.

Paul gasped as his friend leaned in real close, as if to kiss him, and then the other boy closed his eyes and fell forward. For a moment their lips met and they kissed, but it was only for a second. Wane fell on top of Paul who struggled to keep his friend from hurting himself as he fell. "Fuck" Paul said as Wane landed on top of him. Paul dragged Wane over to the couch and onto it, getting him into a comfortable position. Paul then shouted out for help and ran into the kitchen.

Wane awoke in bed with an old man leaning over him. The guy was holding and empty syringe in his hand. "That's three, looks like he's coming along"

"What? Where am I?" Wane asked as his eyes cleared and his bedroom came into focus.

Wane's mother and father leaned into view and his mother placed a hand on his forehead. "The doctor says you pushed yourself to hard son. You need to be sure and take it easy" Wane's mother said softly.

"Thank goodness Paul was there to help you, I don't know what might have happened if you had been alone" Wane's dad said next and walked away.

Wane felt groggy, but he could still hear fine, "He needs injections at least three times a day. I'm upping his prescription and giving him a hormone booster. We want his body to start making its own hormones as soon as possible"

"I understand Doctor, but school starts in a few days, what will we do then?" Wane's mom asked.

"I'll explain things to the school; you just worry about getting his strength back. I don't suggest letting him go out with friends again for a while. Too much activity will strain him. If the pain returns give him at most four syringes. It's bad enough that this is the strongest steroid I can get right now" the doctor said and smiled.

Eventually all the adults left and Wane was left alone in his room. Even though he wasn't in pain he still felt strange all over. The steroids were making his body go crazy! Wane found himself thinking about Paul. What had Paul wanted to tell him? Wane was confused. He had always been friends with Paul, but he'd never gotten hard thinking about his friend like he was. Wane wanted to jack off, but he was too tired. He fell asleep with a hard on.

Wane dreamed of Paul that night. In his dream Wane was a huge monster covered in stripped brown and black fur. The monster Wane growled as it raced through the streets towards Paul's house. All the sudden the dream changed and the furry monster was holding Paul in his arms as the little pink human cried. Something was hurting Paul, but Wane didn't know what. In his dream though he was getting harder and harder as he pumped Paul up and down; suddenly Wane realized it was his cock in Paul's ass that was causing him so much pleasure.

The furry Wane monster roared as it came into Paul causing the poor human to scream in terror and fear. The jolting roar woke Wane who discovered he was lying in a pool of his own spunk. He had been having a wet dream, but why had Paul been in it? "Oh fuck" Wane said as he dragged himself out of bed. It was going to be another long day, and Paul had steroids to take. If something was going wrong with him it had to be those steroids. The thought just made him want to get better faster.