* This is the 2nd part of a 2 part story, I have spent a lot of time on it so I hope you like it! It's a slow burn compared to my other stuff, but I hope you still really enjoy! (i have become very attached to the characters already) This is a male on male story, with heavy themes of mind control*
George groaned as he woke. God, what had happened this time. His head throbbed and his jaw ached mysteriously, he had an odd taste in his mouth and felt oddly satisfied. Had he had sex? He thought about the girl he could have brought home, petite, beautiful, a moaner. He could feel someone lying next to him, their breath on tickling his neck. He turned with a grin to see who his conquest had been to find Aaron passed out next to him. His memories like always were broken up and confusing, but he remembered with painful clarity the feeling of Aaron's dick sliding into his mouth, and the ensuing pleasure he had felt.
'Oh, shit shit shit!' he said jumping out of the bed, and bracing his arms around his head, pacing around the foot of the bed as Aaron stirred. He didn't bother to watch as Aaron went through the same process of sleep, to confusion and to realisation. He met his eyes as they looked at him horrorstruck.
'We...'
'Yeah...' George said grimly.
Aaron seemed to be trying to sift through his cloudy memories.
'But we didn't... you know?'
George knew what he was asking. Had they fucked. He grimaced as he thought back to the night before.
'No.'
'Ok,' he breathed a sigh of relief and George couldn't help the small part of him being offended by his relief. 'That would have made things messier.'
'Messier?!' George cried exasperated.
'You know what I mean,' he said, and despite George's horror at what he already had done, he did know exactly what he meant.
'How did this even happen?!' Aaron asked then, 'I remember you coming in and- did you drug me?!'
'Yes,' he said through a sigh, 'but only because Ethan and Jake drugged me first.'
'Oh god,' Aaron said, 'Ethan and Jake. You think?'
'They were all over each other when I was with them,' George said and Aaron stood up.
'Come on, we have to go check on them.'
He stood up from the bed and then glanced down, realising he was still naked from the waist down.
'I'll... um, put some clothes on first,' he said awkwardly as George groaned, leaning his head against the wardrobe in an attempt to stay sane, at the same time as trying to hide the excitement he felt all over again at the sight of his dick.
The bedroom door was closed and Aaron knocked warily, unsure of what he would find.
'Yeah, come in,' Ethan's voice came dejectedly from inside the room.
They opened the door to find Ethan sat at the end of their bed, wearing a top and shorts he definitely had not been wearing the day before, his glasses were broken on the floor beside him. His head was in his hands and when they entered he raised it to give them a dejected look, running a hand through his hair and sighing.
'Hi guys,' he said in a low voice.
'Hey,' Aaron said approaching him slowly, 'you ok?'
'Not really no,' he said gesturing to the door to their ensuite bathroom. 'He's been in there for over an hour, he won't come out.'
They all looked over at the door and Ethan dropped his head into his hands again.
'What happened?' Aaron whispered.
'What do you think happened,' he said miserably into the floor, 'we had sex, and now Jake wont forgive me for it.'
'Oh,' Aaron said, exchanging a look with George.
Ethan raised his head to look at them both, 'did you guys...?'
'No,' George said quickly, 'I mean, we did some stuff, but we didn't get that far.'
'Great,' Ethan said bitterly, 'then I really am the bad guy here, I fucking used my friend, hell, I might as well have raped him.'
'No, you didn't!' Aaron said, sitting beside him. 'Jake knows that. None of us knew what we were doing!'
'I'm so sorry,' he said, crying now as he looked to the two of them, 'I did this to you too, tricked George, made you both into these sex crazed versions of ourselves!'
'Yeah, you tricked me,' George said approaching Ethan and crouching in front of him so he couldn't avoid looking at him. 'Just like Jake tricked you, and the fucking hotel tricked Jake. Let's not pretend that they're the ones at fault here, not you.'
Ethan nodded and gulped, brushing away his tears.
'He's never going to forgive me,' he whispered.
'George,' Aaron said softly, 'maybe you should try and talk to him. Out of the three of us you're the most likely to understand what he's going through.'
'But, you're way closer friends with him, and... yeah, yeah you're right,' he trailed off, realising just how close he had come to waking up this morning in the same position.
He approached the bathroom door and heaved a heavy sigh before knocking.
'Jake? Jake, it's me. Will you let me in? I want to talk,' he said, waiting for a sound. He could only hear the sound of the shower slapping on the tiles beneath it. He was just about to knock again when he heard the click of the latch. Gingerly he opened the door and closed it behind him.
The room was full of steam from the shower, fogging up the glass mirror and making the air thick and wet. His eyes fell on Jake who was sat wide eyed and pale faced on the toilet seat, he had a towel around his waist and his hair was dripping onto his lap from where he had clearly been sat under the showers constant cascade for the last hour.
George said nothing as he reached into the shower and turned off the flow, ignoring his arm getting soaked. Then he turned to the window, inching it open so that a cool breeze entered the room, and allowed the fog to seep out slowly.
He approached Jake and sat in front of him on the floor, leaning against the sink waiting for him to speak.
'I'm sorry,' he muttered, his voice broken, at this angle George could see his face was puffy and his eyes red from tears.
'You have nothing to be sorry for,' George said calmly, his own issues with Aaron seeming to be incredibly insignificant now he was face to face with Jake. He looked broken and afraid, and George had no idea how he would be able to provide him any comfort.
'I do. I tied you up, and drugged you, and... and' he shuddered violently, 'I just feel so dirty,' he whispered and George's chest tightened.
'You're not dirty, and you're not to blame. You were drugged against your will, and everything after that is not your fault.'
'But if I hadn't run out-'
'If you hadn't run out you wouldn't have had the food? You don't know that. Plus you were already suffering from the effects then too, no one can blame you for getting upset and leaving, and no one does.'
'Thanks,' he said in a small voice.
They were quiet for a while before George plucked up the courage to ask the question.
'So, do you want to talk about what happened?'
'No,' he said quietly.
'That's ok,' George said, 'but you let me in here, which makes me think you want my help.'
He looked at George nervously, 'did you and Aaron do it too?'
'No,' he told him honestly, 'but we did foreplay stuff, I can still taste it,' he admitted and Jake nodded.
'Me too, I came in here to try and wash away the taste, but I don't trust drinking any of the water in case it's drugged as well. So I just sat in the shower instead, made sure not to drink any of the water though,' he said miserably.
George felt a wash of pity for his friend, 'we'll fix this, you know that right? Ethan's smart, and Aaron's strong, and we're... well we're both bloody well determined.'
'That's the thing though,' Jake said, 'I don't know what I want anymore.'
'What do you mean?' he asked.
'I really enjoyed it George, like it was the best fricken moment of my life. You must have enjoyed your time with Aaron too?'
George thought back to the night before, and realised he had been happy, it was only since he woke that he had become so embarrassed and ashamed.
'Yeah, I did.'
'Yeah, thought so. And I know they did too,' he said gesturing to the doorway. That won't go away, not ever. We'll always know, always remember. And I don't know how long these feelings will stay with us, will we always feel like this from now on? Are we gay now forever?'
'No, we're not gay,' George said exasperatedly.
'No? You thought about any girls recently?'
'No, but-'
'Do it, do it now, try and get yourself turned on.'
'Jake I-'
'It wont work. I've been trying. I tried yesterday, that's where I went. Found some girls, paid them to suck me off, but I couldn't get it up. The only thing that worked was imagining it was.... that I was with...'
'Ethan?' George finished quietly and Jake nodded, tears springing into his eyes again.
'Is he still out there?' he asked.
'Yes, he's a wreck, going on about saying he effectively raped you.'
Jake sighed, 'god he's such a good guy. I don't deserve him. No one does, I've always thought that.'
He laughed then, a bitter odd laugh that made George raise his eyebrows.
'Want to know something hilarious?' he said in an odd voice.
'What?' George asked.
'I always wondered who Ethan would eventually lose his virginity to, guess the jokes on me,' he said and George smiled an insincere smile back. Jake was a mess, but he was making valid points. Points that scared George. Was he really gay? He tried to get a grasp on what he was feeling, but his emotions were so erratic they were hard to pin down. But as his thoughts naturally slid on to Aaron, everything stilled, as though he were the calm in the middle of the raging sea, the only thing that made sense.
