Evans Woodworking chapter 32

“I gave you the HIV vaccine and cure while you were sleeping.”

Ethan absentmindedly touched the shoulder where he received the injection. He sank into the nearest chair, stunned. “How could you have done that? It hasn’t been invented yet. They just started working on it, after finding some  ̶  what did they call it  ̶  protein markers or something like that in my blood.”

“I will probably get into serious trouble telling you this, but those strange protein markers came from the injections I gave you.”

“That… that… that’s not possible.” Ethan said, his head starting to spin.

Ryan sat in a chair close to Ethan and took Ethan’s hands in his. Ethan didn’t pull away. “It is possible. Remember the times I seemed to appear right in front of you?” Ethan nodded. “I actually did. I’m from the future Ethan, the late thirtieth century.”

Ethan looked at him like he had six heads and pulled his hands away. “I would appreciate it if you didn’t treat me like I’m stupid.” He said, annoyed.

Ryan said softly, “I’m not. I can prove it to you.” He pulled out his beacon, pushed several buttons then promptly disappeared, leaving Ethan sitting there, mouth wide open. Suddenly he reappeared with something in his hand which he handed to Ethan.

Ethan stared at the item in disbelief. Turning it over and over in his hands he had to ask, “where did you find this? I lost it many years ago.”

“I knew I would have to find a way to convince you, so I researched you and found out how you had lost this timepiece when, if I’m not mistaken, belonged to your great-grandmother.” All Ethan could do was nod. “I popped back to your graduation party where you had lost it, retrieved it and brought it back to you.”

“You’re serious, aren’t you?”

“You’re holding the proof of my seriousness in your hands.”

“I never thought I’d ever see this again. I don’t know how to thank you.”

“You just did.”

“So why are you here?”

“Because I wanted to see you, ya big doofus!”

“Doofus?” Ethan challenged.

“My ‘research’ indicated your love of using archaic expressions, to I keep looking until I found several. I just had to wait until the right time to use them.”

“This is really a lot to take in. You can just jump back and forth in time whenever you want. Can you go into the future; I mean the future from your time?”

“No I can’t go into the future. The future hasn’t been laid out yet. You see, every choice we make can spawn dozens of different futures. It’s impossible to figure out what choice creates a specific future, then jumping to it.

“As far as jumping back and forth whenever we want, we can’t. Make a wrong move can have disastrous consequences in the future. Let me see if I can figure out a way to explain all this. Okay, suppose you were back in the twenty-first century. You’re restoring an antique table for an auction to raise money to build a homeless children’s center, and one of the children there goes on to invent some kind of life-saving equipment which saves the lives of hundreds of people. With me so far?” Ethan nodded.

“Okay, so say someone from the future goes back and kills you before you finish restoring the table. No table, no money. No money, no children’s shelter. With no shelter the child who invents the equipment dies, thus the equipment is not created and those hundreds of people whose lives it saved die. So you see how the actions of one person, intentional or not, can affect the future?”

“Yeah, it makes sense. But how do you know when something has changed the future?”

“Good question. Don’t ask me how it works, because I don’t have a clue, but we have sophisticated equipment that monitors the timeline and lets us know if there are any changes, especially paradoxes. Those can be really nasty.”


“Yeah. Let’s take a look at one of the classic time paradoxes. Suppose I went back in time and met my own grandfather, before he was married and had kids, and I kill him. If I kill him, I will never be born. And if I’m never born, how can I go back in time and kill him?”

“Wow. That makes my head hurt just thinking about it. Wait a minute. Last time you were here you gave me drugs. Didn’t that affect the timeline?”

“No, it didn’t. For some convoluted reason, I was supposed to come back to this time and give you the medications so they can be invented.”

“Damn. That makes my head hurt even worse.”

Ryan shot him a sardonic grin. “Tell me about it. There are even worse cases.”

“Please don’t tell me. Make love to me instead, or will that damage the timeline?”

Ryan walked over to where Ethan was sitting and pulled him into a strong embrace. “It hasn’t yet.” He whispered into Ethan’s ear as he led him up the stairs where they quickly divested each other of their clothes. They fell onto the bed and immediately began kissing, nibbling, sucking and touching each other anywhere and everywhere.

Without warning Ethan flipped himself around and swallowed Ryan’s glorious erection to the root then began bobbing up and down. Being slightly competitive when it came to bedroom Olympics, Ryan refused to be outdone in the blowjob department.

After some time, Ethan pulled off Ryan’s dick and said, “how do you want me?”

“Inside me,” Ryan said, surprising Ethan.


“Inside me.”

“But I’ve never…” Ethan’s voice gave way to the enormity of what was being asked of him.

“There’s a first time for everything. All you have to do is to do to me what your partner’s have done to you. Hey, don’t look so worried. What’s that old expression? Oh yeah. This isn’t my first rodeo.”

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