At home, after
recovering from the shocking news Ethan called Patrick and asked him to come
over. As soon as he walked through the door, Ethan rounded on him. “Thanks to
you, I’m now HIV positive. You are the first and only guy I’ve ever had sex
with. I don’t know how, but only you could have infected me. You had to have
known you were HIV positive.”
“Hey, what can I
say? Yeah, I knew, but I wanted to fuck you without a rubber, so I did. I
slipped you Rohypnol 'cause I knew you'd never agree to barebacking. No big
deal.”
“No big deal? Is that all you can say? No
big deal? Get the fuck out of my house. I don’t ever want to see your fucking
face or hear from you again. I’ll get a restraining order if I need to. Get out
now!”
"Oh, I'll
leave, but first..." he got closer to Ethan and put his hand on his back,
slowly moving it down towards his ass.
"Slide your
hand any closer to that and they'll be calling you Lefty from now on!"
Ethan snarled, stepping away from Patrick. "Leave now before I call the
cops! You know I'll do it."
Scowling,
Patrick turned and left, slamming the door behind him. The tight control Ethan
was holding on his emotions waned, and he collapsed into the nearest chair
bawling. After awhile he regained his composure and lay down on the couch. Exhaustion
finally overtook him and he succumbed to
sleep. He woke up when he heard Chris come in.
Noticing that
Ethan was laying down instead of working in the shop, he remarked, "Oh
come you're not in the shop. You always are this time of day."
"It's been
a long day, very hard...and not in a good way." Chris raised one eyebrow
in question. "Sit down, Chris, we need to talk."
Oh-oh. This can't be good. I've never heard
Ethan use that tone of voice, unless he was really upset about something.
Sitting down, he notices the tears forming in Ethan's eyes.
"I had my
annual physical today."
"How'd it
go?"
"I'm in
excellent heath, except for one thing. I've been infected with HIV. I'm HIV
positive."
"What?"
Chris whispered. "How? Are you sure?"
"Yeah,
I'm sure. Patrick drugged me and fucked me without a condom. He came inside me.
What's worse is that he knew he was HIV positive! He knew, and he did it
anyway.What am I going to do now? It's too dangerous to keep on working with
tools. I have to give up woodworking." As he spoke, Chris' face got redder
and redder.
The
explosive stream of curse words that came out of Chris' mouth shocked Ethan. He
didn't know Chris could swear like that. "I'm going to catch that
motherfucker! And when I do, I'm going to cut his fucking dick off, have a
taxidermist over-stuff it and shove it up his fucking ass dry!"
Ethan
recoiled from the anger that was emanating from Chris. He'd seen Chris worked
up before, but he'd never seen him that mad before. "Chris, calm down.
He'll get his. I seem to recall there's a law against intentionally infecting
someone with HIV. Alicia would know."
"We
need to call a family meeting. Alicia and Troy need to know, Ethan."
"I
know. I'll call them. I also want to ask Alicia about that law." He
replied with a deep sigh. "I'll see if they all want to come over for
dinner tomorrow night."
Chris
laid a compassionate hand on Ethan's shoulder. "You know I have your back,
right?" Ethan just nodded, unable to talk with the lump in his throat.
~~~~~
As
everyone gathered around the dinner table, they all noticed that Ethan was
unusually subdued. Dinner was unusually quiet. After everybody had eaten, Ethan
began what was one of the hardest thing he every had to say. "I'm sure you
all have noticed that I'm not my usual self tonight. Well, there's a reason for
that. A serious reason. I had my annual physical yesterday. I'm fine except for
one thing." He drew in a deep breath and slowly let it out, looking his
siblings in the eye. "I'm now HIV positive. Patrick intentionally infected
me."
The
room erupted in anger, everybody loudly proclaiming their opinion of Patrick
and what form their retribution would take. Their baby brother was infected
with an incurable, and sometimes deadly, disease. Ethan finally got everyone
calmed down. the haunted look in his eyes made everyone tear up. "The
doctor has given me medications that will control the HIV for awhile, but
eventually I'll become resistant to them. It's kinda like I have a death
sentence hanging over my head."
Everyone
was startled when the telecommunicator beeped. Ethan was so upset over the
situation he answered it without first checking to see who was calling.
“Ethan,
baby, how about we get together in a few and have some fun?” Patrick’s face
appeared on the screen which slowly zoomed out to reveal a very naked Patrick
stroking his hard dick. There was no question as to his intent.
“You fucking bastard. If I ever see you again
I’ll kill you!” Ethan yelled, bringing everyone running.
“Ah,
I see you have the whole family with you. Gee, what a shock.” He sneered. “I
guess you told them the good news, huh.”
Alicia
was the first to respond to the taunt. “I am legally informing you that you
will be facing charges of assault with a deadly weapon.”
Patrick
smirked. “Good luck proving it. I have proof that your precious baby brother is
a slut and could have been infected by any one of a dozen guys. At least a
dozen that I know of.”
Ethan’s
face turned white as a sheet as he started trembling uncontrollably. So it wasn’t a dream. It really happened.
But how? He wondered as what he had thought was a fream turned into a
nightmare.
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