Note: This story is 99% gay male, with a woman guiding the sexual activity. There is incest content.
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Brenda sighed, watching her son and his best friend standing naked in the kitchen, embracing and making out. Their stiff erections were trapped between their fit bodies. Well, she thought. Might as well get started.
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Brenda worked at a medical laboratory which specialized in sex and sexuality. Seeking to liven up relations with her husband, she dared to absconded with several unapproved samples.
These pills were supposed to be a powerful aphrodisiac, bonding two people sexually until they connected in a physically intimate fashion and achieved climax. Only then would the effects of the pills wear off. At least, that was the idea. Brenda was horny and desperately needed to increase her husband's flagging libido. She was desperate enough to commit this unethical act, to steal and use these pills on herself and her husband, without his consent.
Once she arrived home, she immediately sought to prepare things for her husband. He wouldn't be home for hours, but the frustrated housewife was too impatient. She took two glasses from the cupboard and produced the pills. The purple pill would make a partner submissive. The other, yellow, had a dominance effect. Brenda hadn't decided which pill would go to her or her husband. She saw an upside to either scenario.
Either way, she *had* decided on the delivery method. She placed a saucer on the counter and emptied the contents of purple pill onto it. Taking one glass, she wetted the rim then placed the moistened lip upside down into the powdery substance. She repeated this with the yellow pill. Now, these two glasses were laced, ready to be filled with a favorite beverage and consumed as soon as her husband arrived home. Brenda was buzzing, excited for the evening to arrive. Now all she had to do was wait.
Just then, she heard the front door open and shut. Her son, Colin had just arrived home. In tow was Colin's best friend, Devon. They had known each other since kindergarten, and now they were both seniors in high school, 18 years old.
As the boys grew up together, Brenda had watched Devon shoot up like a beanpole and fill out handsomely. Her son, on the other hand, remained on the shorter side, and was disposed towards a very thin figure. Whereas Devon maintained a light shadow of stubble on his square jaw, Colin's pretty face was easily kept smooth. It was clear the they were developing at different rates, but they had always been the best of friends.
Breda greeted them warmly. Colin explained that he had invited Devon over for a swim. Mom thought it was a splendid idea, mostly because it would keep them occupied all evening. She then headed to her room for a nap to pass the time. She awoke some time later and headed into the kitchen just in time to witness the consequences of her mistake.
She watched in horror as her son and his friend gulped down a soda, using the tainted glasses. She cursed herself for her carelessness. She had left the glasses out on the counter. What a damn fool! But the act had been committed. If she remembered correctly, her son, on the left, had swallowed the purple submissive pill, while Devon, holding the glass that she had placed on the right, had taken the yellow dominant pill. There was nothing she could do now to stop the process.
"You all right, Mom?" Colin asked, seeing his mother's far-off gaze.
"Hm? Oh, uh, yes, sweetie," she answered. "I thought you two were going swimming?"
"Indeed we are, Mother!" Colin said with faux-pomposity. The boys laughed and headed to the bathroom to change into their swim trunks. Brenda smiled at her goofy son, but then set her mind toward the problem at hand.
Colin and Devon made their way outside to the pool, each wearing only a pair of baggy little swim shorts. With their bodies so exposed, surely they would be drawn all the more quickly to each other. Brenda stared out the kitchen window as the boys jumped into the pool. Within minutes, she detected the beginnings of the change.
They couldn't keep their eyes off each other, or their hands, for that matter. Horse play was normal for boys, but this went beyond. They grabbed and groped at each other's glistening wet bodies, displaying an obvious longing. Whenever they were out of the water, she could see the boys' shorts bulging with their chemical-induced erections. The roughhousing died down in favor of a gentle intimacy. They came close together, standing in the water, calmly sharing personal space. They were drawn to each other, perhaps with a hand on the other's chest, or an arm around the shoulder, or a thumb running across a nipple. Sometimes their faces were so close that it looked as if their lips were touching. Then Devon pulled Colin in by the waist, their groins connecting. They gyrated in the light waves, humping on each other, rubbing their bodies together, staring into each other's eyes. Devon had to tilt his head downward toward the shorter boy's upturned face. She could see their lips moving, speaking so quietly. She wondered what secrets they were sharing.
Then the taller, athletic teenager scooped up Colin, holding him by his butt, and Colin wrapped his legs around his friend's waist. Their mouths finally joining in a sensual kiss. This was certainly new territory as far as Brenda knew. Well, she thought, she had better help them through this process before they started fucking in the pool for all the neighbors to see.
"Time to come in, boys!" she called out the window.
They reluctantly parted, showing no sign of shame at their current entanglement. They climbed out of the water and toweled off, casually grabbing for each other's bulging shorts, The wet fabric clung to their stiff cocks. They showed little awareness of their surroundings as they engaged in their lustful playing, nor did they seem concerned with showing off their obvious erections.
Once inside and standing in the kitchen, Brenda approached. "Why don't you take off your trunks so I can hang them up to dry," she offered. Devon and her son striped down their swim suits without hesitation. As each boy shucked his wet trunks down, his stiff member popped out.
Brenda admired her son's fit body. Colin, although relatively short, had long proportions due to his very slim build. She imagined that his waistline was the envy of every girl in his school. He wasn't particularly athletic, but he took care of himself. Her son was fairly smooth-skinned, demonstrating a significant amount of hair only on top of his head, under his arms, and around his groin. He was a pleasing blend of handsome and pretty.
Mom then focused in on his stiff boner. It rose up from his modest patch of pubes, long and stiff. The pink rod bounced slightly with his pulse. The red bell-shaped cap was swollen, with a bead of clear goo at the tip. For a guy Colin's size, Brenda would say he was blessed. His cock would be more than enough to please just about anybody. His balls were tucked away in a neat pouch, tight to his groin.
Devon's taller form, lean and slender, was likewise now completely bare. He clearly spent more time working on his body. While Colin was in good shape, Devon's muscles were noticeably more defined, with a strong chest and a good hint of six pack abs. The strapping lad also sported a nice sprinkling of soft, dark hair on his chest, lower arms, and legs. A nice trail of hair started in the center of his tight abdomen and tricked down to his groin, which was covered in a bushy mass of pubes.
Devon's bigger cock, aimed stiffly at the ceiling, was longer and thicker than Colin's. It was a real monster, nearly reaching up to his belly button. His slit dribble pre-cum, letting it stream down the shaft and over his hairy, drooping balls.
Brenda broke off her visual inspection to head outside to the clothesline and pin up the wet bathing suits. When she returned, she found the boys, still naked, standing toe to toe. They were leaning into a passionate kiss. Brenda had a serious task ahead of her, and she had to accomplish it before her husband arrived home.
With Devon leaning down and Colin practically on his toes, their kissing session continued, unbothered by Brenda's presence. The boys had now filled their hands with each other's stiff cocks and here working them like experts. Brenda hadn't needed to exert much effort to heat things up and point them in the right direction.
"Colin, sweetie. Doesn't Devon's dick look tasty?"
