A couple of hours later Ryan
woke in a strange bed naked and spooned up against an equally naked Ethan. What the fuck have you done asshole?
Ryan slowly removed his arm from around Ethan, causing the other man to snuggle
in closer, forcing his erection deeper into Ethan's ass-crack, the head poking
against Ethan's entrance.
"Mmm....that feels
good." Ethan's entrance was still loose and wet from their previous lovemaking
so it was a simple matter for him to wiggle his ass around until he was impaled
on Ryan's cock. Grabbing Ryan's arm he rolled onto his stomach and spread his
legs, causing Ryan to slide deeper into him. Letting out a contented sigh, he
waited for Ryan to start thrusting. When he didn't, he reached back, grabbed
hold of Ryan's hips and started grinding his hips into Ryan. The resulting
friction from his dick rubbing against the mattress plus the prostate massage
felt incredible.
Having already had sex with
Ethan and figuring whatever damage that could be done has been done Ryan gave
in and pounded relentlessly into Ethan, depositing a huge load inside him. Worn
out, he collapsed on Ethan’s broad muscular back, his dick still twitching
inside Ethan. Way to go, moron. As usual
you let your dick do the talking and now you’ve broken just about every
temporal law there is regarding interacting with people from the past. At least
he can’t get pregnant. He groaned inwardly at the possibility of becoming
his own great-great-however-great-grandfather. By the time he was born, medical
science had advanced to the point where AIDS, HIV, herpes and every other
sexually-transmitted disease had been completely eradicated so transmission of
an STD never even entered into his thoughts.
Finally softening, he slipped
out of Ethan’s body and rolled off him onto his back. With a deep sigh he threw
his arm up over his eyes as Ethan snuggled in close, resting his head on Ryan’s
chest and started playing with his chest hair. “Jesus, what did you do to me? I
never let anyone bareback me and come inside me, let alone do it twice."
“Shhh. It’s okay, baby. I’m
clean and I’ll do whatever I need to do to prove it to you.”
Ethan sat up abruptly. “But
I’m not clean. I’m HIV positive. I probably just infected you.” He turned and
swung his legs over the side of the bed, planting his feet firmly on the floor.
“I probably just infected you.” He whispered. “I don’t know why I allowed you
to bareback me. It’s like I had no control, no choice. I had to do it.”
Scrubbing his face with his hands he stood up and started pacing. He suddenly
stopped pacing and turned an accusing eye on Ryan. “You!” He pointed a finger
at him. “You slipped something into my drink. That’s the only explanation.”
“Ethan,” Ryan began
cautiously. “I couldn’t have slipped you anything. You haven’t had anything to
drink since I arrived. I wouldn’t do that to you.” An idea popped into his
head. He knew what he had to do. He just needed to figure out how to do it. “Everything’s
going to be okay. Trust me.”
“Trust you? Trust you? I don't even know you!”
Ethan shouted before collapsing into a chair. “What the hell am I going to do?”
“We’ll figure it out. You’re
not alone in this.” Ryan soothed.
“The hell I'm not! You need to go. I can’t think or control
myself when you’re around. Go, and don’t come back.”
Ryan stood, got dressed and
walked to the door. “I’m not going to let you go through this alone. I love
you.” The last three words came as a complete surprise. As he walked out the
door he realized that what he said was true. He did love Ethan and was going to
do to whatever it took to help him.
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The travellator door opened
to reveal Duncan, whose face was a study in barely-contained fury. He glared a
Ryan, freezing him in his tracks. “You! Come with me.” He ordered. Ryan stepped out of the travellator and
meekly followed Duncan to his office. As soon as the door was closed he turned
on Ryan, shoving him into a chair. “Do you have any idea the laws you have
broken? What the hell were you thinking? Oh, wait. You weren’t thinking. Your
dick was. You’ve created one hell of a mess. You going back in time was to fix
the timeline, not to make it skew further. You’re the best I have, so start
talking. Maybe we can figure out how to fix your mess, but you still have to
answer for the laws you’ve broken. You’re looking at some serious jail time.”
Ryan sat silently for a few
minutes, his head hung down. “If I could turn back time and prevent all this
shit from happening, I would. I mean, I can go back and fix it so that Ethan,
the guy I met in the past, and I never meet. Liam figured out what went wrong
initially so we can fix everything… except me.” The last two words were
whispered, but Duncan heard them anyway.
“Except you? What about you.”
Ryan hung his head even
further. “I’ve fallen in love with him.”
“You what?”
“I fell in love with him.”
“I see. Is there anything
else I need to know?”
“Yeah. We’ve had sex. Twice.”
Ryan admitted reluctantly.
Duncan stared at him in shock
as he fell into the nearest chair. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckitty fuck, fuck!”
Duncan’s mind couldn’t wrap itself around how the mess the originally thought
they were in just ramped up by an order of magnitude. “Well, there’s only one
solution to this mess.”
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