Date: Tue, 18 Feb 2014 11:58:10 +0000
From: whiteryan65@gmail.com
Subject: Time Can Heal Part 2, chapter 1

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"Time Can Heal - Part 2" will not focus on the relationship of father and
son Brian and Keagan (Part 1) but it still will involve the two characters
in the story, but rather as minor characters. The new main character of
"Jason" whom Keagan is working with at the Orphanage "The Bridge", has
never known his parents, or why he was left at some orphanage in the first
place. With Keagan's knowledge how to travel back in time, he decides to
help Jason find out what happened 16 years ago. Jason is GAY and there will
be some sexual scenes between him and other male characters as he and
Keagan tries to find out who his parents were. THEY COULD BE ANYONE...so
Jason better be careful who he messes around with!  ENJOY THE STORY!!


TIME CAN HEAL - PART 2
CHAPTER 1

*June 1997*

"You're WHAT?"

"By the look on your face I can see that you heard me correctly."

"Jeez...you said you were on the fucking PILL!"

"I fucking TOLD you those things weren't 100% accurate to work, you moron!"

"NOW I'm a moron? Now that you've gotten yourself pregnant, I'm the moron?"

"Stop right there, you bastard...it takes two to do the Macarena. Remember
that."

The boy stood up, his teenage chest heaving up and down in sheer fright and
in sheer anger. This was supposed to be a fucking holiday romance! If he
thought about how many of his friends told him they had fucked girls loads
of times but did they ever get them pregnant? HELL NO!! Jeez...my dad's
gonna kill me...he thought by himself.

The girl also stood up and brushed her silky hair out of her eyes. She
carefully placed her hand on her tummy, there was a slight swelling visable
already. She walked over to the boy and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Dude...we both did this, hey. We both knew that we wanted to have sex, and
we knew it was dangerous."

""I fucking wore a CONDOM!" the boy whispered hoarsely, the tears starting
to drip from his eyes in utter hopelessness and confusion over why this had
to happen.

"Well, it didn't work, did it? I am not having this child killed by
aborting it, holy shit, it would be like killing your own flesh and blood!"

"Then what the fuck do you suggest we do? Because I sure as hell aint ready
to be a damn father! I'm still a kid myself, danmit!"

The girl picked up her handbag and turned around to face the boy one more
time.

"I'm having this baby. And I'm putting my name on that birth certificate
because I'm not ashamed of what we did or this baby inside me. We both
wanted sex that night, I sure as fuck didn't throw myself at you alone, nor
did I force you to stick your cock into me!"

The boy's eyes flashed angrily.

"If you didn't lie to me and say that you were on the fucking pill, I
wouldn't have! This is CRAZY! I can't have a fucking BABY!"

The boy was instantly silent as he felt the STING on his right cheek where
the girl had slapped him, quite hard and fiercely at that. Now it was her
eyes who were blazing with inferno.

"If you're not ready to accept this baby and help me take care of it, then
I'll grant you your wish. You'll never see this child. I'll make damn sure
of that! He will NEVER know his own fucking father didn't want him!"



*16 January 1998*



"She's lost a lot of blood, there's no way both will be saved."

"What shall we do? If we take out the baby with a circumcision, she'll die!
If we try and safe her, the baby probably wouldn't make it! This is awful,
Doctor, just awful."

Two hours later, there was only tears rolling out of the young, pregnant
girl's eyes. She knew. She knew what was going on. She could feel it. She
called one of the young nurses over towards her.

"Please...my family, they threw me out...because of the pregnancy...I have
no one left...I know I'm too weak to survive, please...please do everything
you can to try and save my baby!"

The nurse had tears in her own eyes, hearing the last request of this
beautiful young girl, knowing that she couldn't possibly survive, knowing
that the damage of child birth at such a young age had taken its toll on
her. Carefully, without trying to harm the girl any further, the tiny baby
was taken from the womb and immediately placed into an incubator, as he was
very premeturely born. His little chest was heaving up and down
ferociously, as he was way too undeveloped to have been born. The girl's
tears had dried up...for some reason all the pain had gone from her
body. She looked up towards the incubator with her tired eyes. The nurse
tried to make her last few minutes on this Earth as confortable as possible
by whispering a prayer next to the girl's sweat spilled face. Suddenly, the
girl's eyes were wide open as she smiled, hearing the kind words that the
nurse was praying to the Lord Almighty. She gently tugged her nurse's arm
with her last strength, pulling her closer, and whispered...

"His name...will be Jason..."

It was the last words this beautiful young girl ever spoke, before she was
developed into utter darkness and envolded into eternal warmth. The nurse
covered the girl with a sheet as she cried silently, before she walked over
to the incubator, where the tiny baby layed, still suffering and trying his
best with his premetured situation.

"Good luck...Jason..." she said before she wiped her tears and preceded to
call the coroner, to inform him of the girl's death.



*February 2014*

"Mom, don't bother making lunch for me, after school im going to that
centre again to help out. They really have no one, so I thought it would
look good when I study Phys Ed next year at Uni," Keagan Henderson said,
putting a pop tart into his mouth and winking at his father, who sneakily
returned the wink.

"Okay, Honey! Just make sure you're here for dinner, and not with that
floozy you keep hanging out with these days!"

"Whatever you say, Mom!"

Keagan smiled at his father before he grabbed his backpack and swung it
over his shoulders.

"Im going now, bye Mom!"

"I can't hear you, I'm upstairs!" Janette Henderson shouted back.

"Perfect...just perfect..." Keagan said before walking over to his
father. Brian Henderson immediately put down his newspaper and grabbed his
son around the waist.

"I agree with your mom. Don't spend so much time with Vanessa. You'll make
me jealous!"

"As if I could ever love anyone as much as I love you," Keagan
whispered. He took a quick look up the staircase, before slowly leaning
into Brian as father and son kissed for what had to be the millionth
time. Brian moaned silently, pulling his son towards him, stroking and
caressing his strong back and broad shoulders. Keagan deepened the kiss,
before reluctantly releasing his dad from his lips, leaning into him,
hugging him, feeling his father's heart beat next to his.

"I love you, son. Oh my God, I love you," Brian whispered, kissing Keagan's
buzzcut hair. He felt his son melt into him.

"I think you know I feel..." Keagan replied as he looked up into his
father's eyes. After all they had been through together to get here, it had
certainly been worth the trouble.

Two years ago in 2012, Keagan was accidently transported back 20 years in
time to the year 1992, by a small gadget called the Transfunctioner, hidden
deep in the West Coast ocean, where he had met the teenage version of his
father, and the two boys had fallen in love immediately. After a while they
found out that it was Brian's brother, and Keagan's uncle Michael, who had
invented the Transfunctioner in the first place to try and stop his parents
from boarding a doomed plane and tried to save their lives. After Keagan
realised that he was in danger of being erased from existance, because if
his father was gay as a teenager, he would never sleep with Keagan's mom in
the future, Keagan had trusted his gut and told Teenage Brian the whole
story. They came up with a plan that when Keagan returned to the future,
that he told Adult Brian a code word, so that the latter would know that it
was "his Keagan" and boy oh boy...that afternoon when father and son were
reunited in 2012, knowing that they had prevented the deaths of not only
Keagan's grandparents but also his mother, Janette, proved that Time could
really heal.

Now two years later, Keagan and Brian's relationship was a solid as ever,
they had a love for eachother that seemed unbreakable. Nobody knew of their
incest relationship apart from Michael, not even Janette, or Keagan's half
brother Seth. This was Keagan's final year in school, and he was desperate
to study Phys Ed as it really interested him, especially in an enviorment
where he could help people. Work with others and train them to the best of
their abilties. He was definitely not the same rebel of two years before,
as his time travel adventure adhered much to that. At this moment he was
working at The Bridge after school, which was a home for abandoned and
mentally challenged children. He helped with the sporting workouts, helped
with their excercise, diets and even worked out special feeding programs
for them. He didn't get paid, but he knew it would look good on his Uni
application, and besides, he loved what he was doing.

Later that afternoon, Keagan arrived at The Bridge and he was immediately
cornered by the matron of the establishment, Sister Topham.

"Oh Keagan, thank God you're here...there has been another incedent!"

"Oh God, not with Jason again?" Keagan asked, more hopeful than anything
realistic.

"I'm afraid so. He has brutally assulted another boy...sexually. Oh I don't
know WHAT is going on in that boy's head. He also seems to listen to you,
oh won't you try and speak with him? Keagan, I can only hide these
happenings for so long before someone finds out and puts him in juvenile!"

"I'll do my best, Sister. I promise," Keagan said and made his way over to
where he knew was Jason's room. This dude...he couldn't figure him out no
matter how hard he tried. Keagan was a rebel himself only two/three years
ago, but for fuck sake, he had never RAPED another boy! He was starting to
think that Jason was beyond help at this stage, but he promised himself
he'd do his best. Sister Topham was right...Jason did seem to mellow in his
company. He knocked twice on the door when he arrived at the room, but
since there was no answer, he turned the doorknob and entered.

Jason was laying on his bed with his hands behind his head. He had a look
on his face that spelled out Danger with a capital D and a warning sign
that said "don't fucking mess with me". Keagan sat down on the bed and
placed his hand on Jason's knee.

"All the world just LOVES a bad boy, don't they."

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"I dunno, Jase...maybe the part where you fucking RAPED another boy? The
THIRD time this has now happened? But you know what the fuck puzzles me?
The fact that you always go for the smaller guys, the mentally challenged
boys who cannot scream for help, because you intimidate the fuck out of
them. Perhaps I should rape YOU for a change and you'll see how much YOU
will like an 8 inch COCK shoved into your asshole. See how much YOU will
enjoy that."

"I knew you fucking wanted me. From the start, from the beginning that you
came here, I told myself...this boy likes what he sees?" Jason said before
lifting up his shirt just a tad, to allow Keagan to cast his eyes over the
stunning six pack abs that Jason had to be proud of. Keagan couldn't be
bothered either way. He had Brian. He had his father. He didn't NEED boys.

"That's an impressive set of abs..."

"I know right...touch them, will you?"

"...but I'm not interested or gay for that matter..."

"Fuck you, Keagan! You know you want me. And I aint fucking gay either, so
shut the fuck UP!"

"Funny way to prove that statement by raping three boys, don't you think?"
Keagan knew now that he had Jason right where he wanted him. The teenager's
eyes immediately softened and started to look guilty.

"Jason, why the fuck are you doing this to yourself? You're in great shape,
you have the potential to be a great athlete or a sportsmen with your
physique! Why don't you fucking man up and start appreciating what you
got?"

"If you don't stop that, I'm gonna fucking send you down, dude," Jason
threatned.

"Where the fuck do you think they're gonna send YOU if you don't stop this
shit?" Keagan countered.

Jason's eyes began to water. He ran his dirty hands over his face and his
right hand through his hair before he spat out:

"Well its easy for YOU to say, you fucker! Your parents didn't fucking
abandon you in an orphanage! I've seen you and that damn father of yours
here before, I've seen how close you two are, if he wasn't your dad, I
would have thought he was shagging you! You know how that close bond you
have with your dad makes me feel? IT MAKES ME ACHE! Because I never got to
HAVE THAT!"

"Is taking it out on innocent boys the way to repay your parents doing that
to you? Jason, come on! Look in the mirror! You have so much God damn anger
inside and you're dealing with it the WRONG way!"

"Then get me my parents back. Bring them back from where ever they are,
dead or alive, so that I CAN take it out on them! Now get the FUCK out!"
Jason said before throwing himself back onto the bed, refusing to look at
Keagan.

***

"I don't get it, Dad. I see why he's acting out, but three innocent 10 ten
old boys? I asked him this afternoon why he never tried to rape a boy older
than him, there are a lot more of them around. He clearly takes out his
anger on smaller kids for a reason."

"My son, the child pcychologist...I knew I didn't fall in love with a bat
back in 1992," Brian said quietly. Keagan reached out and touched his
father's arm, only for a moment, before Janette's footsteps was heard
bringing the dinner out to the living room.

"Oh by the way, Keagan, Vanessa called for you. I told her you were at The
Bridge and she hung up on me! Way to go to impress your boyfriend's mom!"

"Come on, Mom, she's a little sensitive about things like that. She doesn't
like kids that's abandoned or mental and shit like that. Something do to
with her older sister...something I dunno. But I really think I can help
Jason if he would just LET ME!"

"You can't push him, Keagan. You're already going far beyond what a
volunteer worker should do."

"Dad, I know that...its just...if there was SOME way to figure out what
went on in Jason's past, where his parents are, or what happened back
then. If he could meet up with his parents or even some of their family
members...Dad you didn't see him this afternoon, he said that he ACHES when
he sees me and you together, you know, father and son. He wants that, Dad!
He wants the love of a parent! Damn, if there was just SOME way I could..."

Keagan was suddenly silent. He looked quickly over to his father. Brian was
looking at him aswell. They had thought the same thing.

"What's going on, Brian? Keagan? Something wrong?" Janette asked, confused
that her husband and her son was just STARING at one another. The telephone
rang, and Janette excused herself to go and answer it. Keagan and Brian
didn't even so much as hear it. Their eyes reflected their thinking and as
one person, father and son whispered:

"The Transfunctioner..."

"Dad, if I could travel back in time to 1992 with the Transfunctioner, than
surely Jason can too! I'll even go with him if needed! We can find out what
happened in his past and who his parents was!"

"Keagan, that is a great idea, however, you were just lucky to run into me
as soon as you got to 1992 two years ago, remember, you know nothing about
Jason's life or where he was concieved, what the circumstances were. Are
you sure you can handle going into the unknown?"

"Dad, come on, if I could travel to 1992 without even knowing what was
going on at the time, I can surely travel to 1998 and find out who Jason's
family is."

"Why 1998?"

"Because Jason is sixteen. He was born in 1998."

"Okay, Son...I'll phone Michael tonight and tell him what's going on. You
make arrangements and see if The Bridge will allow you to take Jason to the
West Coast and to the Transfunctioner."

"Great, Dad!" Keagan laughed before quickly kissing his father, seconds
before his mother returned.

"Keagan...that was Vanessa AGAIN...please call her back after dinner, will
you?"

***

"Dude, are you just going to ignore me flat the whole way?"

No answer.

"Alright, have it your way. Then you won't mind if I turn up the volume..."

"Don't you dare! I can't stand Justin Bieber!"

"Thought that might get you talking."

"Look Keagan, why are we going to the West Coast? Except to swim, there's
nothing to do there. I can swim at the orphanage too, you know."

"Jase...you gotta trust me on this one. Im not bringing you here for
nothing, I'll tell you when we get there."

"Oh I see...little romantic getaway, just the two of us..." Jason said,
caressing Keagan's arm.

"Dude, I'm not into you! Okay, I'll admit, your stomach looks like a
fucking sculpture and you're dead sexy with that spiky, messy black hair
and you could easily pass for Taylor Lautner's younger brother...BUT...I
already have a boyfriend okay?"

"A ha! Knew it! You're a gay fucker, aren't you!" Jason said evily.

"Just like you, buddy," Keagan replied. That shut Jason up for a while.

As they arrived in Saldanha, Keagan's eyes widended when he saw the resort,
the beach, the water, the ocean yet again...for the first time since they
were here two years ago, the first time since everything happened between
him and his father. He still remembered the first time he activated the
Transfunctioner by mistake and travelled back in time to 1992. LOL, he
didn't have a cooking clue what was going on, especially with the thunder,
the electric strikes that the Transfunctioner gave off as it transported
and turned back time. For a novice, using it for the first time, being in
water when thunder is around you, is enough to seriously scar you for
life. Now he had the easy challenge of explaining all of this to a horny
sixteen year old teenager.

Keagan booked them into a hotelroom at the resort and he was just unpacking
his bags in the room he chose for himself, when he noticed someone at the
door. He looked up and...holy shit...

"JASON! Why the fucking hell are you naked?"

"I thought, we're all alone in a hotelroom, just me and you, I dunno...I
thought..."

"You thought WRONG, dude! Jason, look...you are a sexy guy, you really are,
and if I didn't have my Da...I mean someone in my life already, I'd
probably suck that huge hard cock of yours off right now...but I can't. Go
get dressed, there's something I really need to tell you. The reason why we
came here."

Jason half smiled and shook his long dick at Keagan before he left the
room. Keagan breathed out carefully...Jason was much more beautiful than he
ever thought...he WILLED those thoughts out of his mind. He had work to do.

***

"Okay Keagz...what do you wanna talk about? The size of my dick?" Jason
said as he, now fully dressed in shorts and a red t-shirt, sat down next to
Keagan on the livingroom sofa.

"Okay Jase...I need you to listen and listen carefully. You've turned 16
three weeks ago, right?"

"Right there, man."

"So you were born on 16 January 1998, right?"

"Fuck you, Keagan! You know I don't wanna talk about that! Is that the
reason you brought me here? Is this where the fuckers who abandoned me are
right now?" Jason flamed up, fire in his eyes.

"No and would you calm the fuck down? LISTEN! What if there was a way we
COULD find out who they were? What happened sixteen years ago! What
if...what if we could...oh I dunno...travel back in time?"

Jason started at Keagan as if he was mentally challenged himself.

"Travel back in...okay, I'm out of here..."

"Jase, TRUST ME! I've told you that my Uncle Michael is a scientist, right?
Now, buried deep inside that ocean you see outside, is a gadget called the
Transfunctioner that he invented! If activated, it has the power to
transport you back in time! I know it sounds like something from the
Twilight Zone, but its TRUE!"

Jason kept staring at Keagan, no emotion etched on his face.

"And you think...wait a minute...you think if this is all true and not some
fucked up mental lie...that me and you can travel back to 1998 and find out
what happened and who my parents were?"

"Not 1998, you fucker! Before you were even concieved! I meant before that,
like in 1997!"

"You're talking bullshit and you know it. You wanted to bring me here to
fuck me, and now you don't have the GUTS, so you make up crack pot stories
like this. Fuck you, Keagan! I thought you were different, but no. You're
just like all of them, just like my parents who abandoned me!"

As Jason rushed out, Keagan stopped him with one sentence.

"Have you never wanted to find out the truth behind your birth?"

Jason stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around to face Keagan. The
latter also stood up and placed his hands on Jason's shoulders.

"Wouldn't you finally like to know why you were born? What the
circumstances were? Why you were left at that orphanage? Can you really,
honestly, tell me you aint giving a shit?"

Jason's eyes started to water and not for the first time, Keagan saw Jason
for what he really was...behind that brave fa?ade that he portrayed all the
time...a scared teenage boy who didn't understand why he too couldn't have
a loving family like SO many others.

"There is really a thing that can do this? Too take us back there? You're
not shitting me?" Jason whispered, he was shaking.

"I PROMISE YOU."

Jason wiped his eyes and stared at Keagan with new found determination.

"Well, show me then. Go on, lemme see what this story is all about. Take me
back to 1997."

"I promise you, I will. Together we'll find out what happened to your
parents. Oh by the way...you're a strong swimmer, aren't you?"

***

"HOLY SHIT!! How much further in do we have to GO?" Jason screamed as his
arms got tired from the excess swimming.

"I think we're here, lemme just check...yes, we're alligned with the church
tower! Its right here!"

"I swear Keagan, if you planned to drown me..."

"WOULD YOU SHUT UP? Oh and by the way if you see thunder in the sky...

"HOLY SHIT!!!"

It was too late to warn Jason as the thunder created by the Transfunctioner
started to gather in the clouds. Keagan by now knew that it couldn't harm
them, even in the water, but for Jason, he must have felt like the world
has ended.

"JASON!! Calm down, the lightning can't hurt us!"

"Are you FUCKING KIDDING ME? ITS THUNDER, you FUCKER!"

Keagan grabbed Jason by his muscled body and held the splattering,
panicking teenage boy in his arms, shielded him from the thunder. There was
a powerful blast over the ocean floor, and Keagan knew it was all
over. Uncle Michael had set the Transfunctioner to the year 1997 so he knew
they had arrived safely. He caressed the scared Jason in his arms before
whispering in his ear:

"Hey, its okay...we're safe, look!"

Slowly, as if he thought Keagan was lying, Jason lifted up his head from
Keagan's chest and looked around him. The water seemed...different than
before. The air seemed...purer...it didn't make sence...but Jason somehow
knew they were in a different place than before.

"Where the fuck are we?" he whispered, still clutching Keagan's body.

"We're in 1997, just like I promised. Now, lets get our asses out of here
and back to Cape Town. We are gonna find your parents, once and for all!"

***

THANKS FOR READING!!

Chapter 2 will introduce more characters and soon YOU can guess WHO Jason's
parents were and what had happened before Jason's birth. We know Jason's
mother had died giving birth to him, but what happened to his father and
WHO exactly was he...? Remember...he didn't want the baby!

If you enjoyed Time Can Heal before, you'll certainly enjoy it now. And
don't worry, I don't write stories without sex scenes, I just wanted to set
the theme in the first chapter. If you liked it and wanna gimme a shout
out, please do so on whiteryan65@gmail.com