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.
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."
"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."