"Todd, come here please." His mother, otherwise known as Dr. Gask, had been working non-stop on a new drug and needed a subject to test it on. Her youngest would work just fine, and she had heard him talking on his phone as he walked past the lab.

"Yeah Mom?" the thirteen-and-a-half-year-old inquired as he came in.

"Here, try this," she said, pushing a small silver tray with an eye dropper on it across his desk. "Just a single drop on your tongue will be enough to give you the power to stop the countless arguments with your brother."

"How exactly will it do that?" he asked as he stared at the eye dropper that had several drops of a blue liquid in it. He was always inquisitive, especially when Mom wanted him to try something she'd invented or refined.

"It will become obvious once you've tried it. It won't taste bad. Or, I can invite your brother in. He won't refuse, and then he will be the one to win." Art, his brother, was a year older, but weak in intelligence. He would be a poor subject. The boy had no imagination. No, to truly test the serum she needed someone with a sharp and clever mind, and Todd was the one. The animal tests had gone well, with no resulting long-term effects, but they were of limited quality.

As much as Todd did not want to test the drug, he also did not want his brother to gain the upper hand. He picked up the eye dropper. "Just a single drop?"

"That will be sufficient. It will last for no more than an hour, likely much less, so do it before Art goes out to play with his friends."

Holding it over his extended tongue, he squeezed a single drop out. It was sour, like lemon, but not foul tasting. "Now what?"

His mom gave it a minute to be effective. "I want you to go to your brother and strip to your underpants and ask him if you look fat." She knew the slender boy was never worried about being fat.

She could see two things in his eyes. One, fear. The other, anger, knowing he'd been tricked. He tried to resist. He began an argument, telling her he would never do anything as stupid and embarrassing as that. He was still talking as he left the room.

A moment later, the doctor heard Art laugh.

"What the hell has gotten into you?" her oldest son said with a laugh. "No, you don't look fat at all. But I can't really tell since you aren't naked. Take off your underpants."

Now this would be interesting, the doctor thought. She quietly left the lab and stood out of Art's direct sight.

"You perv," Todd said. "Like I would ever do anything so stupid."

The doctor watched as her youngest son removed his underpants despite his verbal refusal. The serum, Plagio, worked perfectly. She wondered if Art was smart enough to realize that he could order his brother to do anything further.

Not willing to test it further on her youngest, she stepped to the side.

"Todd, put your clothes back on and return to my laboratory."

She turned, not wanting to further embarrass the boy by seeing him naked from the front. But she waited outside the door to her lab to make sure Art didn't override her instruction.

"That was cruel," Todd said once he was dressed and back in the laboratory.

"Tell me the truth," his mother ordered. "How did you feel? What was it like?"

"It was horrible. I knew exactly what I was doing, but my mind wouldn't work. I was totally compelled to do exactly what you told me to do. And then to strip for him."

"Now tell me a lie."

"I really enjoyed being seen naked by my older brother and I want to do it again."

"The effects will wear off in a few minutes. Sit, and don't get up." she ordered, pointing at one of the chairs. "Stay there until you can get up despite my order." However, before you go, I have a way to make up for the nasty trick I played on you."

She kept track of the time. It lasted longer than she had expected, nearly 45 minutes passed before the boy stood. He started to leave.

"How would you like to have several doses of the drug to carry out some experiments for me?" she asked before Todd got to the door. "I named it Plagio, an old legal term in Italy. I'd like to know if you can make your brother forget what he saw and what you can make him do. Or that boy who called you a nasty name. That kid with the strange name. Milo or something."

That stopped him. "Milo Lee," he said. He'd called him an asshole and worse. Milo and Art were best friends. He turned back to face his mother.

"How much of it do you have?"

"About three quarts frozen, and a few ounces refrigerated. Plus the three drops still in the eye dropper. You'd have to use those soon; they are only effective for an hour or so after reaching room temperature. I have some notes on how to conduct the experiment, but I give you freedom to obtain the answers in your own way. All I ask is that you don't do anything to hurt anyone or get them arrested. Limit how many people are involved. Be discrete. I know you are good at that."

Todd could already imagine ordering Milo around. Or making Art have oral sex with him. From what he'd just experienced, the possibilities were endless.

"Give me the notes. I'll do it."

Just then the doorbell rang. Todd opened the door to the lab and watched to see who was at the door. His brother greeted their next-door neighbor, Dax Miller, and then Milo Lee. If his mind hadn't been made up already, that would have been enough. He heard his brother telling them what he'd done. Of course, the other boys didn't believe him, so he said he'd prove it and have him strip for them too. He went back into the lab.

"A single drop in a small glass of lemonade would be enough to last at least half an hour," his mother said as she slid the eye dropper across the desk. "We can talk about the report and the other doses later. Have fun, but remember, try and make them forget."

As the boy left the lab, she was elated. Years of effort. Trial after trial, all failures. Then the breakthrough. What she didn't know was that an unknown random event had occurred with the last batch. One of those things that made the product work but was outside her controls. She started with a quart, testing it thoroughly in various doses on different animals. She'd learned that it was considerably more effective on males than females.

Her own husband, the boy's father, had been a pig. Demanding sex on his terms. The fact that she was able to produce two boys was a surprise to even her. Back when Art was just three and Todd one and a half, he had left to see about a job in New York. She cried. Mayfield was her home. She didn't want to leave. Later that day she got a call from a police officer. Her husband had been killed in a crash on a highway. The insurance money allowed her to change from working for a corporation to building her own lab. She managed to patent and sell several items, establishing a constant income. But it was Plagio she wanted. Something to make men at least listen to women.

Todd took the dropper and went into the living room. He acted surprised to see the other two boys there.

"Todd, remove all your clothing," Art ordered immediately. "You're going to suck me and my friends off."

"You asshole, you don't seriously think I'm going to do that, do you?" he began. But then he added, "Mom told me to ask you to invite your friends here, and she said I had to follow her order first and get you all something to drink. Some lemonade?"

"Sure," his brother said. "Just hurry."

"I'm not doing anything you tell me to do," he said as he ran through the living room. "I just have to make sure you and your friends aren't thirsty before I do anything else. Oh, and Dax and Milo. Call your brothers. I'm not supposed to do anything until they are here, so tell them to hurry."

"See? He says he won't do what I tell him, but he can't stop from doing it. It must be something my mom invented. As soon as he comes back, we'll go to my room and have some fun. Call your brothers, he can suck them off too." Art thought for a second. "Hey, maybe I can command them too. Then the three of them can take turns sucking off the three of us."

Milo smiled at the thought.

Todd returned moments later with three small juice glasses and handed them out to each of the boys. He saw Art and Milo take a drink. "Don't you like the juice?" he asked Dax. "I can get you something different."

"No, it's okay, I'm not really thirsty," the boy said.

"Drink up," Art told his friend. "He can't do anything until he's made sure we aren't thirsty." He looked at his brother and stated, "Todd, take off all of your clothing."

"I'm not doing that, so get it out of your head," he snarled. Then, in a pleasant voice, he added, "Not till Rick and Danny get here. You did call them, didn't you? I think it will really be a lot more fun if they were here too." He saw Dax take a sip of the lemonade and hoped it would be enough. The clock was now running.

The three boys quickly finished drinking the lemonade. They waited until the doorbell rang. Todd answered it. "Hi," he said to the two boys. "I'm so glad you came over. I really think you're going to enjoy this."

"Come on, we're going to my room," Art ordered.

"You guys have fun," Todd responded. "I've got better stuff to do." But he followed the three boys to his brother's room. Rick and Danny were confused, but they also came along.

"Art, Milo, and Dax, you boys strip naked," Todd commanded once they arrived.

All three of them refused verbally, yet all three began removing clothing. In just minutes, the three older boys were naked. All three had erections from what they thought was going to happen once they got here. There was very little difference between them. They all had some hair, and their dicks were all around five inches [12.5cm] long.

"What the hell is going on?" Dax asked Art. "You said our brothers were going to strip for us."

"What?" Rick questioned. "You invited me here because you thought I would get naked for you and your friends? You must be crazy."

"Todd, what is going on?" Danny asked. "Why are our brothers naked?"

"Because I ordered it." Todd looked at his brother. "Art, if Milo or Dax asks you for a blowjob, give them one." Then he looked first at Milo. "Ask my brother for a blowjob."

"No, please," Art begged. "Please don't make me." But as Milo was unable to refuse the order, he quickly got down on his knees in front of his friend. He bent over and began sucking on the nearly five inches [12.5cm] of flesh sticking out from the boy's middle.

"Tell Dax to play with himself," Danny asked.

"Dax, stand up and masturbate for us," Todd commanded. The boy resisted, but was unable to not follow the command.

"How the hell is this possible?" Rick asked. "How did you make my brother do that in front of us?" He couldn't take his eyes off Dax.

"I'll tell you later," Todd said. "This will wear off soon and I want them to do something else first." He waited for Milo and Dax to have their orgasms.

"Art, you will not remember giving Milo a blowjob today," Todd stated. "Milo, you will forget you got one from my brother today." He let that order settle in before continuing. "Art, Milo, and Dax, stay here. You three will believe that I can command you to do anything today and you will have to do it. Also, you will not notice that you are naked until you are ready to go home. You will remember leaving your clothes in the back yard and will go out back to look for them, but you will lock the back door behind you as you leave the house."

"Let's go have a seat out back," Todd said to the other two boys.

Once they were outside, he explained that he had something his mother had invented. "I have to get them to drink something containing the drink, but once they do, they are compelled to do what I order. They are fully conscious but unable to control their bodies until the drug wears off. And I know exactly how they feel because my mother tested it on me and my brother made me strip naked in front of him. That was what they planned to do to the three of us. They were also planning on making us suck them off."

Just then the back door opened and the three boys hurried out. Art pulled it shut behind him before they saw the boys.

"What the hell?" Todd laughed. "Did you guys decide to take up streaking or have you become nudists?"

Art was trying to open the door to get back inside, but it was locked.

"Where's your clothes?" Danny asked his brother.

Milo stood with his hands over his privates, wondering how in the world he got naked.

"We left them out here for some reason," Dax said, his hands also covering his middle. "They must be behind the garage." The three boys took off running, giving the boys a good look at their brothers' white butts.

The three older boys searched every place they could think of before coming back to face their brothers.

"Did you take our clothes?" Art asked.

"Yeah. They're in the living room." Todd smiled. Hands were having trouble hiding erections and balls at the same time. "Maybe if you all stand with your hands to the sides for a few minutes I'll go around front and get them. Or you can go around yourself."

"I, uh, please," Milo begged.

"Hands to your sides," Danny said to his brother.

"You too Dax," added Rick.

"I know you commanded us to do something," Art said. "I can't remember what. But I did it to you somehow. I'm sorry. Please let us in."

"Put your hands to your side," Todd said. "Once we think the three of you have suffered enough, I'll let you inside."

The younger boys giggled as their brother's dicks began growing again, and they all were looking around to see if any neighbors were out in their yards or at their windows. After several minutes, Todd ordered them to masturbate.

Again, they pleaded against it. But he didn't give in. "The longer you keep us waiting, the longer we'll keep you out here naked." The fact that they didn't follow the order told him that the stuff his mother had given him had worn off. No problem, he had another idea.

"You can either do it here, or I'll order you to do it in the front yard. Your choice."

The boys gave in, Dax first, followed immediately by Milo, and finally Art. Once all three had sprayed their sperm onto the ground, Todd got up and went around front and entered the house. He came out the back, leaving the door unlocked. As the boys ran towards it, he stopped them.

"Don't think this ends here. If I call you over, you will come, or you will regret it even more. You two can get dressed and go home for now." He stepped aside and let Dax and Milo pass, but stopped his brother. "I want you to remain naked unless I tell you otherwise," he said to him.

"You can't make … uh, okay, you can make me. But it doesn't feel like it is working now."

"Do you want to test that?" Todd asked. "Do you want me to order you to do something horrible?"

Art shook his head. He remembered that his brother could order him to do stuff for the rest of the day. "But that means you want me to do it on my own. That isn't fair."

"I'll give you a choice. You can do what I tell you on your own, or I will order you to do something far more embarrassing. So, I'm suggesting that you stay naked unless I say otherwise. Do you want to do that or do you want me to force you to do it?"

"What kind of stuff will you make me do?" he asked, the nervousness clearly sounding in his voice.

"What did I make you do in the last half hour or so?"

"Uh, get naked. And you made Milo and Dax call their brothers."

"Actually, they did that on their own because they thought they were going to have fun with us," he corrected. "What else did I make you do?"

Art thought. "You made Dax jack off. And you somehow made us think that our clothes were in the backyard. But I think they were in the living room all along."

Todd noted that he hadn't mentioned the blowjob his brother had given to Milo. "You are correct, I did make you think that. But think about it. I could have done so much more to you and your friends. And I will. Unless you are willing to just obey me."

"Are you controlling me now? How does it work? I was able to control you for a few minutes, but then I couldn't."

"I'm not controlling you now. But I planted a command word in your head, and I can begin controlling you whenever I want. Do you want me to prove it?"

Art stood there for a few seconds. "Okay, so I'm basically your slave."

"It doesn't have to be anything as extreme as that. Just know that I can control you whenever I want. And I can also give other people the ability to control you. Just think what would happen if I let Milo or Dax have that power. Or Craig Whitehead."

Art's eyes opened wide and a bead of sweat formed above his brow. "That would be horrible. Not so bad if it was Dax, but Milo has no limits. And Whitehead would make me blow every one of his friends. He has a lot of friends."

"Okay, I take it then you will do as I ask without being forced. Is that correct?" His brother nodded. "Good. From now on, we are going to play a special version of Truth or Dare. You are the only player. If you choose truth, you must tell the truth. If you lie and I catch you it will not be good. If it is a dare, you will do it without pleading or begging to get out of it. Got it?"

"How long does the game last?" Art asked.

"Until I no longer have anything I want from you. Truth or dare?"

Art fidgeted. "Truth."

"Not counting me, have you ever forced anyone else to get naked?"

Art's face was turning red as his brother stared at him. "Milo and I cheated at cards and got Farah Stewart and Nadia Cook naked last year."

"Just you and Milo or was Dax part of it?" Rick asked.

"Just me and Milo. Dax was scared something would go wrong and he'd end up naked. Besides, he sucks at poker."

"Did you make them do anything or did you just look?" Danny asked.

Art looked at his brother, unsure if he had to respond to Rick or Danny.

"That's a truth or dare question," Todd said. "You can answer it as if you said truth, or I'll give you a dare."

"We, uh, touched them. Not with our dicks," he almost yelled. "Milo wanted to, but I talked him out of it. But we put our fingers in, you know."

"I don't know," Todd said. "In their mouths?"

"Their uh, cunnies," he whispered. His dick had grown rock hard and his hands moved to cover it. "I did Farah and Milo was with Nadia. He did something that made her shake and his finger came out all wet."

"I see you have an erection. Sit on the wall there facing outward so that any of our neighbors looking out their window will be able to watch you play with it."

He stood there, unable to move.

"Would you rather I order you to do it?" Todd asked. "We can move to the front porch instead."

"Uh, no, please." He moved to the spot Todd had indicated and started rubbing his cock. His head swiveled around as he tried to watch three houses bordering his.

"Truth or dare?" Rick asked after he finished.

"Truth?" he said, leaving it as a question.

"Did Farah or Nadia ever find out you cheated? And did you tell anyone else what you did?"

"No, as far as I know they thought the game was fair. Milo might have told a couple of guys at school. I know for sure he told Jake Austin. I never told anyone until now."

"I think we should have my brother back over here," Danny said. "Do you mind if I call him?"

"No, I was thinking the same thing," Todd said.

Danny made the call. "We want you to come back over here," he said to his brother. "You can choose to do it on your own, or Todd will order you to do it. The difference might be what you wear to get from our house to here and back home." He listened for a few seconds and then hung up. "He'll be here in a few minutes."

"Truth or dare," Rick asked. Art chose truth again. "You said my brother sucks at poker. Have you and Milo ever made him do anything when he lost?"

"He, look, I promised him I'd never tell anyone. Do I have to? He trusts me."

"Yeah, you have to answer the question," Todd said. "We'll tell him we forced you to tell us if it becomes an issue."

"He gave me two blowjobs and did Milo at least four times. Then he wouldn't play anymore. I didn't cheat, I beat him fair and square. Milo probably did cheat."

"And did you ever lose to Milo or him to you?"

Art didn't even complain that it was a new question. "I lost three times to Milo. He never lost to me. I sucked him off each of those time, and he made me suck off his cousin, Jimmy something, too. Later I found out he was using a marked set of cards."

"Jimmy is like 12 now," Danny said. "He was at our house last summer. When did this happen?"

"Then. He said he was eleven. He didn't make cum."

They heard the doorbell ring. "Go answer the door and if it is Milo, tell him to leave his clothes in the house," Todd said.

"What if it isn't Milo?"

"Then you'd better have a good reason for why you answered the door totally naked," his brother said with a smirk.

Several minutes passed before the two boys came out the back door. Milo was naked, as was Art.

"You were gone long enough that I'm sure my brother told you the game we are playing. Am I right?"

"Truth or dare, only we never get a turn," Milo said.

"The questions are simple and the dares easy as long as you agree to play," Todd explained. "But if I have to order you to answer something or do a dare, it will be far worse than if you do it on your own. I'll let your brother begin the game."

"Truth or dare?" Danny asked.

"Uh, dare."

"Okay. We've learned about the blowjobs. Give Art one."

"What? No. I meant truth."

"You said dare," Todd asserted. "Right now, it is just one. Make me force you to do it and it will be one a day for a week."

"This isn't fair," he said. Tears began to fill his eyes.

"Last chance before I order you to do it. And then it will be one a day for two weeks."

He moved slowly, but he did kneel down in front of Art. His first attempt involved just touching the tip of Art's dick with his tongue, but eventually he took the head into his mouth. Still, Todd had to warn him again to do it properly before he started sucking and sliding his lips up and down the shaft, just as Art had done to him an hour ago. Because he'd just jacked off, it took longer before Art fired his load into Milo's mouth.

Once he was done, they asked several more questions of him. Todd was happy to learn that he did not remember getting a blowjob from Art earlier in the day. It was one of the answers his mom wanted. Then he had one more thing for the two boys.

"I'm going to give you one chance, and one only, to make up for how you cheated Farah and Nadia," he said. Milo had given the same basic answer that Art had previously given about the game of strip poker. "You will invite them over here, and tell each of them that you cheated. Then you will tell them that you will both be naked when they arrive and in addition to that, they will each have a chance to make you do anything they want unless I override it. If you fail, I will order you to do it, only it will be done at one of their houses and you will both go there naked. And I won't be there to stop the girls from making you do anything they want, so you had better be very convincing to get them here and willing to put up with being totally embarrassed at their direction."

Half an hour later, Todd answered the door, leaving the two boys to stand naked in the backyard waiting to be seen by the girls.

Farah and Nadia had not come alone. With them was Farah's younger sister Crystal, who said she was 12, and Jake Austin and his sister, 13-year-old Remi.

"We guessed they had cheated somehow," Farah explained. "But we had no idea how. We felt honor-bound to the agreement we had made at the start of the game. It was horribly embarrassing. And then we learned that Milo told Jake."

"I was sure they cheated and tried to find out but Milo didn't admit to it. How did you learn?" Jake asked.

"We caught the boys in a huge lie and they are telling us all sorts of things to keep us from telling our parents. They will agree to anything you want them to do. If I think it is too much or too dangerous, I'll stop it, but I've got an open mind to them being humiliated."

He turned his attention to Jake. "Are you here to protect the girls, or was there some other reason for coming?"

"Uh, when Farah said they'd be naked and do anything, I thought it would be an excellent time for my sister, Remi, to learn more about boys than what they teach in 6^th grade. I think that's why Farah brought her sister along too. And I was kind of hoping they might do something for me."

"You want a blowjob," Todd said with a smile. "I'll allow it if Farah or Nadia order it. One from each of them. I'd let them go for two each but I don't know if you can get it up for four of them in a row."

"I've heard the word before, but I'm not sure what a blowjob is," Remi asked. "Can I watch?"

"No way," Jake said.

"If you want, there is a way," Todd offered. "There is a thing called a 69. You could ask the boys to do it in front of you if you want. Jake, do you think it would be okay for your sister to see that? She is kind of young."

"She's smart. And she would enjoy it very much. You don't have to worry about her telling Mom or Dad if that's what you are worried about. And I'd like to see them do it too."

"We'd kind of like it if none of you said much about what happens here today," Todd said. "If word gets out, people will get suspicious, and that's never good. So have fun, but keep it to yourselves. The boys are waiting for you in the backyard. I have two friends over who will also be watching, Danny Lee and Rick Miller."

"Milo's brother is watching this?" Jake chuckled. "That must be absolutely horrible for him. Is Dax here too?"

"He was, but he wasn't part of the strip poker game so we let him go home. But if you want, we could easily bring him back."

"I'd love to see him naked, but he's actually a pretty good kid when he isn't with your brother or Milo," Farah said. "I vote to leave him out of this."

"Yeah, I agree," Nadia added.

Todd directed them to the back yard. Standing at attention in the center of the yard were Art and Milo. Both of them looked totally scared, and got more so as four girls came out of the house. Then when Jake Austin came out, they both looked like they wanted to run away. But they were more scared of Todd, so they managed to hold their ground.

"Can I touch them?" Remi asked.

"Sure. Tell them to answer any questions you have about their boy parts."

Remi took off at a run. Right behind her was Crystal Stewart. The look on Art and Milo's faces was enough to make the older girls laugh out loud.

"Show me how you pee," Remi said as he reached Art.

"I can't," he said. He squirmed as she grabbed his erection in one hand.

"Boys can't pee when their penis is hard like that," Jake explained. "We'll make it go down in a few minutes and then he can show you. Feel his balls, but don't squeeze them or you will hurt him."

His sister let go of Art's dick and gently grabbed his sack. "I can feel two lumps inside," he said. "Are those his ball things?"

"Yeah. The proper name is testicles, but everyone just calls them balls."

She turned around and grabbed her brother's crotch through his shorts before he could stop her. "Your penis is hard too. How come?"

Jake pulled her hand off his dick. "Because of something Art is going to do later. Something private. Are you done examining him?"

"No, I haven't seen his butt yet." Remi went behind Art and gave his globes a squeeze while she giggled. "I like seeing boys naked. I wish you would let me see you naked so I could compare you to him."

"That's not going to happen," Jake said, clearly embarrassed. "Compare him to Milo."

Farah's sister, Crystal, was finishing up her inspection of Milo. There was a bit of precum leaking from his pee hole after she nearly made him cum without understanding what she was doing. She moved over to Art and began rubbing his dick. This time, she got a surprise as he climaxed very quickly and she narrowly avoided getting some on her.

"His penis threw up on me," she said. "Is that the sperm stuff we learned about?"

"Yes, it is," Jake said. "You got him to shoot some, but not all. But let him go, I think Nadia is going to make them do something you'll enjoy watching."

Hearing her name, Nadia stepped forward, standing right in front of the two naked boys. She was joined by Farah.

"I guess the shoe is on the other foot now," Nadia said. "I'll give you a choice. We can move to the front yard and let Crystal and Remi play with your dicks, or we can stay here and watch the two of you do a 69. Do you know what that is?"

Art knew, but it was the last thing he wanted to admit to, let alone do. But he saw Todd paying close attention to his answer. His brother could order him to do it, and much more. "I do," he admitted.

Milo murmured the same response.

"Have either of you ever done it before?" Nadia asked.

"Never," both boys vigorously stated.

"Then this will be a first for all of us. We want you to do it."

"And don't stop until each of you has swallowed your friend's cum," Jake ordered. "You both shoot, don't you?"

The boys admitted they did. It took them a few minutes to figure out how to get into position, but once there, they each slowly took the dick in front of them into their mouth. Art's goal was to make Milo shoot as soon as possible so that he could get out of this. However, it quickly became apparent to him that Milo was doing his best to keep from having to swallow his cum. And since he'd just had a partial cum thanks to Crystal, his need to shoot was lowered.

On the other hand, Milo was right on the edge, and with the second passage of Art's tongue across the tip of his dick he began shooting. Five bursts in all, filling his friend's mouth.

Now Art was stuck. He had to keep sucking Milo while waiting for his friend to do something to make him cum. And so far, all the other boy was doing was holding his dick in his mouth.

"Come on Milo, suck on it," he said as he momentarily pulled his head back so he could talk without a mouthful of dick.

It went on for a few more minutes. Once more, he implored Milo to do something. Then the kid stiffened, and had his second orgasm.

"Milo, if you don't make my brother cum in the next minute, I'll call Craig Whitehead and let you practice sucking on his dick until you know how to do it," Todd said once he understood the problem.

The thought of a large bully seeing him naked was frightening. The idea that Craig would be encouraged to force him to suck his dick was more than frightening. He did what Art had done to him twice and began licking the tip of the dick in his mouth while sliding his lips up and down. It might have taken more than a minute, but he did finally manage to get Art to shoot.

The girls laughed and cheered as the boys stood up.

"Are you sorry for cheating?" Farah asked. "Are you starting to wish you'd just lost the card game instead of this?" The boys weren't able to look her in the face, but both nodded.

"Well, your punishment isn't over. Milo, take Jake inside and give him what he wants. If he comes out and says you refused, you will regret it for a long time."

With his head hanging low, Milo entered the house along with Jake. He knew what the boy wanted, and did not want to piss off Farah and make this worse. He used what he'd learned from sucking on Art's dick to get his classmate to shoot as quickly as possible.

When they came back out, Nadia told Art to go in and do the same thing.

"That isn't fair, he just shot. He won't need to as much."

"You can do it with Milo until Jake says he's ready if you want," Nadia said.

There was no way he was going to win. "Come on Jake," he said and took the boy back into the house.

"I suppose you're going to tell everyone that Milo and I sucked your dick," Art said as Jake got ready.

"Your brother told us not to tell anyone what is happening here. What I don't understand is what you did that was so bad you'd rather suck my dick then have your parents find out."

"It was, big," Art said. "Really big. Too big to tell you." He looked at the limp dick hanging down from Jake's middle. "Are you even close to being able to get hard again?"

"I'll be fair. You got screwed by having to suck Milo off twice. I will not try to keep from getting hard, or from shooting. That's all I can offer you."

Hoping the kid was being honest, Art went down and took the flaccid dick into his mouth, where it almost immediately started to get hard. It took several minutes, but he was able to make Jake cum. They returned to the group in the family, Jake with a huge smile, and Art frowning.

"This has been the most interesting day of our lives," Farah said. "One I hope you never forget. I think you've paid for what you did to us."

Nadia agreed. "If there is any reason for them to be punished further, I for one wouldn't mind being invited back. Seeing mouthy boys in our grade naked has been something I have wished for time and time again. I'd be honored to be invited back." With that, the group left.

Farah and Nadia were satisfied. After they and the two younger girls and Jake left, Todd turned to Milo.

"You and Danny can go home now, but when you get there, you will give him a very nice blowjob." He waited, seeing Milo trying to figure out how he could get out of sucking off his little brother.

"I expect a yes sir from you," Todd stated. "Or, you can give him two a day until I say otherwise."

"Yes sir," Milo muttered after a brief pause.

Once everyone was gone, Todd turned to his brother. "I also want a blowjob, and you are going to give me one. Unless you think you can refuse and get away with it."

Defeat was written all across Art's face. "You and I both know I can't. Do you want it now?"

For Todd, this was heaven. He didn't even need more of his mother's invention. What had she called it? Oh yeah, Plagio. But he was able to get his brother to do anything without it. "Yeah, now sounds good. But not out here. We'll go to my room."

On the way to the bedroom, Art wondered how he was to get out of this. He had to figure out how his brother could force him to do stuff. He thought back. In the beginning, Todd had been called to their Mom's laboratory. He came out in just briefs, and stripped naked when he'd jokingly suggested it to him. Then, suddenly, it didn't work. Todd had returned to the lab, and when he came back, he was able to command him and the others. Wait – the lemonade. Todd had insisted they had to drink it. His mom! Of course. Trained as a doctor and a scientist. Mom had made something that did it. Now all he had to do was find out if Todd had more of it.

But before he could think of how to determine that, they'd reached Todd's room. His brother dropped his pants as he entered, and then removed his briefs. He sat on the side of his bed, and then leaned back. "Suck it. The quicker you make me happy, the sooner you can leave."

For now, Art had to do it. And his little brother was right; there was no reason to not try his best. He wasn't going to be able to leave until his brother shot. Assuming the kid could make cum.

He could. Three minutes of licking and sucking brought four bursts of slightly salty cum shot into the back of his throat. Without being told to, Art swallowed it. Then he got up and left without saying a word.

***

The next morning, his mother awakened him early. "Come with me," she said. She turned and led her eldest to the laboratory.

"I'm conducting experiments on something new that I've developed. I think by now you have probably guessed that something like that must be how Todd could force you to do stuff you didn't want to do."

Art did his best to hide the flash of anger he felt towards his mom for allowing Todd to be part of the testing.

"There is one drop in here of the same stuff he gave you and your friends yesterday. His notes were very helpful to me. There is something else I want to know, and you are going to find out for me. If you want. I can see that you are pissed at me. I could just as easily let your brother continue testing Plagio for me."

"Sorry," Art said. "But you don't know what he made me do. And it was kind of your fault. But I'd be more than happy to turn the tables on him."

"I might know more than you think," his mom suggested. "I was outside of his bedroom yesterday afternoon and I know what you did with him. And much of what you did in the morning too. Put that behind you. Here is what I want you to do." She then laid out the plan, making Art repeat the instructions twice. "Your brother will be up soon; he doesn't sleep in like you do. Make sure he doesn't see you squeeze the drop into his milk. Don't talk about him drinking it, or even look at the glass. Wait until a minute or so after he has his first sip. Do you understand?"

"Mom, I'm not stupid," Art said. "I may not be as smart as Todd, but…"

"No, I'm sorry," Mom said. "I am being rude. But I need to know what happens. You can also order him to do anything else you want, but you cannot make him do anything that may cause him to be hurt or get into trouble. Okay?"

His mom was giving him permission to get back at the little asswipe. "Sure. I'll do it just the way you said."

Art waited until his brother's glass was half empty before even looking at him.

"Today, you are going to tell Danny that you got caught making me suck your dick. In two hours, you are going to call him and invite him over, and tell him that he is supposed to finger fuck you." He saw the look on Todd's face and knew the stuff his mom had given him was working.

"That's right, I'm in charge now. Tell him he can shove his dick up your ass if he wants. If Danny refuses, tell me, and I'll give him the same stuff you just drank and make him do it. You will not warn him not to eat or drink. As soon as you are done eating, go to your computer and study up on being fucked. Learn it well, because I'm betting that Danny is going to do it. If he does it because you ask him to, I will tell him not to tell Rick or anyone else. If I have to force him to do it, after he is done I will find another boy to do it. Maybe someone older than your friends. That should be enough for you to do all you can to convince Danny to stick his dick in your ass."

Todd had no choice right now, he had to go learn how to do it. But he knew the stuff would wear off quickly and he wouldn't have to go through with it. He gave Art a nod and returned to his room. By the time the Plagio had worn off, he'd read everything he could find about male fucking. He was glad he wouldn't have to do it. He made sure not to eat or drink anything else, just to make sure his brother couldn't infect him with the drug again.

He called Danny and invited him over. It felt kind of odd. Was he doing it because he wanted his best friend over? Or was he somehow doing what he was told to do? He couldn't decide.

But moments after Danny arrived, he had his answer. He couldn't keep from saying it, no matter how hard he tried.

"I got caught making Art suck me off last night," he began. My mom kind of thought I went too far. For my punishment, I want you to finger fuck me."

"Wait, what?" Danny asked. "You want me to? Or I have to?"

"All I know is that you are supposed to do it. You can really fuck me if you want. I'd rather you just go ahead and enjoy yourself, because if you don't, Art will order you to. Or he'll find someone else to take your place. Maybe your brother."

"Shit," Danny sighed. "Milo would do it without question. Really fuck you, not just with a finger."

"And his dick is bigger than yours. Besides, if you agree to it, you'll be asked to never tell anyone else you did it. But if you get forced, or someone else does it, Art will order you to tell other kids about it. So will you do it? I studied how, and Art or my mom got something called KY that helps. I'll guide you through it."

"I, uh, damn." Danny was perplexed. He wanted to try it, but he didn't want to do it with his best friend. "Are you really sure this is what you want?"

"I'm positive it is NOT what I want. But it is much better than the potential alternatives." Todd couldn't believe his own ears. He was doing exactly what Art had made him do. But the stuff should have worn off long ago.

"Hey, I want to test something. Tell me to do something. Anything."

"Okay. Get naked. Take all your clothes off."

Todd felt no compulsion to follow the order. So what the hell was happening?

"You thought you were being ordered to ask me what you wanted, right?" Danny asked. "He gave you the stuff you used on our brothers yesterday, didn't he?"

"Yeah. But it isn't that. Art gave it to me, but it should have worn off hours ago. Unless!"

Danny stared at him, waiting to hear the rest.

"No, that can't be it," Todd said. "I thought for a moment that my mom had made it last longer. But I didn't do what you ordered me to do. I just don't get it. Anyway, you want to finger fuck me, or do the real thing? I'm ready."

"Will we still be friends when this is over?"

"Yeah. Hell yes. I promise."

"Okay than, I guess. Tell me what to do."

Todd stripped as he explained how to apply the lubricant. "Start with one finger, and then do two," he concluded after telling Danny all that he had learned about fucking.

A few minutes later, he was on his back on his bed with his legs over Danny's shoulders. The first touch was cold, but as Danny drove a finger in, he felt his sphincter getting smaller. Following what he'd read, he pressed out. It hurt a bit, and twice he asked Danny to stop for a second, but eventually his friend had the index finger of his right hand as far into his ass as it could reach.

"Okay, now do two fingers," he said.

"Sorry Todd, but my dick is rock hard. It wants out. You said I could. Is that okay?"

Todd wanted to scream 'fuck no' but the words just wouldn't come out. "Yeah, I told you that you could. Just remember to lube it first."

He watched as his friend smeared the jelly all over his dick. He heard Danny grunt as he rubbed some onto the sensitive tip and almost made himself cum. At least he was sure it wouldn't last long.

"Get ready, here goes," Danny said as he leaned forward.

Todd had one last look before the tip made contact. He could see a drop of clear cum at the tip. And he saw it was thicker than the finger Danny had used. Not by much, but still, bigger. Then his friend was driving forward.

He pushed, surprised that it didn't hurt as much as he thought it might. It took two thrusts by Danny to get all the way in, and Todd felt his friend's balls hitting his ass.

"Feels – uh – good!" Danny exclaimed as he began rocking back and forth, his flesh sword driving in and out two inches [5cm]with each stroke.

"Ahhhhh!" his friend said, a bit too loudly.

Todd could feel the dick inside him grow thicker for a moment, and then each burst of cum as it exploded deep inside him. But it was over. Or so he thought. After a brief rest, Danny began driving in again.

"Hey, I said once," Todd complained.

"Feels too good. Just once more, I promise."

There wasn't much Todd could do but ride it out. The second one lasted much longer, five minutes or more before Danny unloaded more cum. At least this time he did pull out.

"Sorry, I couldn't stop," he said. "I had to do it twice."

"Had to? Or wanted to?" The answer would make a big difference.

Danny suddenly realized what he was being asked. He decided to lie. "Art ordered me to do it twice. He said I could do it three times if I wanted. Sorry, but I had to do it the second time."

"Okay, it is all right. Especially since you didn't have a choice." Todd accepted the statement as factual. It fit right in with how his brother thought and acted. "Any chance that I could get a turn?"

"Uh, I don't know. Let me think about it." Danny was seriously considering it. They were friends after all. And he'd just lied to cover up his own desire.

Art was waiting for them when they left his room. When asked if he'd done more than a finger fuck, Danny admitted he had. Twice. That left a smile on the older teen's face.

"Good. Don't tell anyone you did it. I'll make sure you regret it if you do. Especially not Milo."

His older brother was the last person Danny would ever tell what he had done, but he readily agreed without saying that.

After Danny left, Art stopped his brother from going back to his room. "Mom wants you to document in the report you are writing how today's experience went. The fact that I can give you commands that take effect in the future is a cool idea. I'll have to think about how I can make even more use of that."

With a frown, Todd left. He needed to take a shit to get rid of Danny's deposit. After that, he carefully worded the experiment, wondering how much of it had been Art's idea and how much came from Mom.

***

Early the next morning, before either of the boys were awake, their mom moved forward with the next phase of her testing. She started in Todd's room, since her youngest son was an early riser. She squeezed a drop of Plagio into the boy's mouth, and then waited a minute for it to take effect. "There is a container with your name on it in the refrigerator. It has 3 drops of Plagio in it. You will take one at 10 in the morning, another at noon, and the last one at two o'clock. After taking the first dose, you will invite Rick and Danny over for the day."

Then she went to Art's room and repeated it, except for telling him to invite Dax and Milo.

An hour later, she heard Todd in the bathroom, and hid near the kitchen to monitor what would happen. After peeing, his youngest entered the kitchen and went straight to the fridge.

"Shit, shit, shit," she heard the boy whisper. It had worked. She could administer the drug and give instructions while the test subject was sleeping, and it would still be carried out. Otherwise, the boy would either not know about what was in the fridge, or would have poured his mixture into his brother's container. The fact that he did neither meant that he was bound by her order.

The same experiment was repeated an hour later when Art got up, and with the same results. She saw Art look at the clock.

"Damn. One hour and a half and I have to drink one of the drops." Art closed the refrigerator door, a scared look on his face.

Just before ten o'clock, the two boys entered the kitchen at the same time.

"You asshole," Art said. "Mom gave you more, and you and your friends are going to control me all day."

"Me! You did this. I'm the one who has to…" Todd paused. "No, Mom did it. You have to do the same thing as me. Take a drop now, and …"

"Another one at noon, and the last at two," Art finished his brother's statement.

"And we have to invite our friends over." Todd was already pulling his container out. "Promise me you won't give them any ideas about controlling us."

His brother took a drop from the second container. "How can I? If I do, you'll do the same to me. All we have to do is pretend we've decided we are even and hope."

Feeling scared, Todd agreed. Then he used his phone to call Rick and Danny while Art was calling Dax and Milo.

Little did either of them know their mom had used their phones to text the other boys, telling them that they would be under their control for the entire day, but if they did anything to hurt or cause one of them to get hurt, or get into any trouble at all, they would be the next to find out how the control worked. And that they were to limit their fun to just the six of them.

While three of the boys, Dax, Rick and Danny, took the warning seriously, Milo was willing to see just how far he could stretch his control. He'd once bragged to a kid at school that Art had given him head, more than once. The kid, Marcus Hewlett, hadn't believed him. Now he was willing to make a bet. He could prove that Art would suck his dick if ordered to, but if he did, Markus also had to give him a blowjob. If he couldn't prove it, he promised that he would give Marcus 2 blowjobs.

The five boys arrived together a little after ten in the morning. Art's mom heard the complaints made to Milo from Dax, Rick and Danny that Markus should not be there. He listened as Milo said that as soon as Markus lost a little bet they'd made, he'd do one thing and then leave. It didn't take much imagination for Mom to guess what the bet involved.

As the boys were getting settled, she called her sons into the office.

"Tell your brother you love him, and make it sound like you really mean it," she began. When both of her son's did their best to sound sincere about loving his sibling, she knew they were under her control.

"While Markus is here, neither of you have to follow any orders from any of the boys." She paused, seeing the relief the boys felt at the new order. "However, if they give you simple orders, like getting naked or anything that does not involve a sexual act, you will pretend that you have to do it." She held out an eye dropper. "Here is one more dose of Plagio. Find a way to get Milo to drink it." She handed the dropper to Art. "When you know the details of the bet that Milo is going to lose, order him to honor it."

Their mom felt no guilt over whatever Milo was going to have to do. He'd been given simple instructions, and made a decision not to follow them. Once Art and Todd left, she activated the hidden cameras and microphones she had hidden in the house over the last year or so. She watched and listened as her boys entered the family room where the other five boys waited for them.

"Mom reminded us of our manners. If you guys want anything to eat or drink, just ask. We'll get it for you."

Danny wasn't the brightest boy, but he was suddenly suspicious. "Get naked, get us some pop, and serve us," he said. He smiled as the two boys stated they would do no such thing while at the same time stripping. He turned to the others. "I'm going with them to make sure they don't try and trick us." When Art and Todd went to the kitchen, he followed, and closely watched everything they did.

Now that he was naked, Art had no place to hide the dropper with the single dose of Plagio in it. As he tried to help Todd get the drinks and snacks ready, Danny saw it.

"Is that what I think it is?" he asked.

Art nodded, not giving a verbal answer.

"Who is it for?"

"Your brother," Todd answered when Art didn't immediately speak up. "If something happens, Art is to order him to honor some bet. That's all either of us know." He didn't have to answer the question truthfully, but it seemed like the best response.

Danny's head filled with thoughts. Milo had never been a protective brother. Hardly ever even nice to him. And then he'd learned that his brother had cheated at cards, resulting in him having to blow his brother several times.

"Good," he said. "Put it in that glass and make sure to give it to me." He followed them back to the family room and watched as his brother sniffed the drink he'd been handed.

"Trade with me," Milo said to his younger brother.

It was just as Danny had guessed. His brother didn't trust him. He acted reluctant, but when Milo insisted, he traded glasses. He set the glass his brother had on the table.

"No, drink it," Milo said. "Do it, or else," he added when Danny only stared at the glass.

"There's nothing wrong with any of the glasses," Danny stated. "That's why I went with them."

"Then you won't mind drinking from the one I was given," his brother responded.

Showing great reluctance, Danny picked up the glass and raised it to his lips. He paused for a second before drinking half of the contents in one big gulp.

Milo waited a minute. "Strip," he said to Danny.

"Fuck off," Danny said as he took another sip.

"What the hell is going on?" Marcus questioned. "Is this safe to drink or not?" he asked as he held his own cup out.

"Yes," Danny said. "All of them are. Milo is being paranoid. And foolish. He thinks that there is some kind of magic potion added to the drink he was served. But the truth is, there is no such thing as magic." He stepped over to Markus and took the glass from his hand. He held it up to his lips and took a sip. Then he went to his brother, and pretended to sip from that glass. He could only hope that limited contact with the liquid wouldn't subject him to being controlled.

Milo was just about to order his brother to strip again when Marcus spoke up.

"This is bullshit. If you think you can trick me into losing the bet we made than it won't work. Hurry up with your drink and prove to me what you said. Or, admit you can't do it and lose."

Surprised by the challenge, Milo took a sip before turning to Art. "Blow me," he ordered.

"What the fuck has gotten into you," Art said. "Getting naked is all we agreed to. No way am I going to suck your dick. What the hell did you bet with Markus?"

"I knew it," Marcus yelled. "All this bullshit about magic stuff in the drinks was just that, bullshit. Make him suck you now, or get over here and give me the first of the two blowjobs you bet."

"You have to honor the bet," Danny said, proud that he'd turned his brother's plan around.

"No fucking way," Milo said. "Art, get your ass over here and suck me."

When Art didn't move, the Plagio in Milo's body prevented him from going back on the bet. Complaining all the way, and swearing he would never suck off Markus, he moved to in front of the boy and knelt down.

Marcus was totally confused by what was going on, but it was clear that Milo Lee was not going to refuse to honor the bet. He unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out.

Milo had no choice, his actions were now controlled. A few hairs stuck out the zipper, and a three-inch-long flaccid dick was at mouth level. He took it into his mouth and felt it harden instantly. He slid his lips up and down the shaft while using his tongue to end this. It took a few minutes before thick and sour-tasting cum filled his mouth.

Milo was pissed. He'd been careful, yet somehow, they had still fucked with his drink. He'd find a way to pay his brother back.

Markus was sure something strange was going on. Magic in drinks? Or more likely, Milo had made other mistakes and was trapped into accepting such a horrible deal with the group. But it didn't matter. He'd gotten a blowjob, his first ever, and was owed another one. He said his goodbyes and told Milo to come to his house tomorrow, and then left.

"Go to Art's room and wait there until we call you," Danny ordered Milo. "Don't listen in to our conversation." Once his brother was gone, he turned to Art and Todd. "Okay, tell us everything you know about the stuff you put in my brother's glass. How it works, where it came from, and how much of it you have. Tell us all you know."

Despite knowing their mom would be pissed that the others were learning about Plagio it didn't matter. They now had to follow all orders. Todd began, but he didn't get very far before Art interrupted him.

"Rather than tell you, we'll show you," he started. He'd seen Danny let the substance in his brother's glass touch his lips, and later saw him lick his lips. "Danny, take Rick to my brother's room and let him learn to do to you what you did yesterday with Todd. All of it."

The command took effect immediately. "No, please," Danny tried, but it was pointless. Plagio had infected him. He pulled Rick along with him towards Todd's room.

Now Dax was confused. Before he could ask, Art spoke.

"I'd rather you not ask me or Todd what that was about. I promised him I wouldn't tell anyone. If you ask, right now I am forced to give you truthful answers to your questions. Please, let Todd, and now Danny and Rick, have a secret."

Dax considered it, and decided he didn't need to know. "So right now, the two of you have to do anything I order?"

"Not just you, anyone. We can't fight it. And you have all day. We can even order each other to do stuff, but that would be pointless. And we tricked Milo because he violated a rule about anyone else finding out what is happening here today. His dose will wear off in less than an hour."

It occurred to Dax that this was his chance to learn the facts about a few things. "Answer my questions truthfully. The blowjobs I lost playing cards. Was the game fair?"

"No. I thought it was, but I lost too. It wasn't until after I also sucked off Milo that I figured out he was playing with marked cards."

"Can you keep him, I don't know the right words, but can you make it so that he has to do what I say for the rest of the day?"

"Unless our mom gives us more, the answer is no," Art responded.

"Actually, I think my brother forgot something. In fact, I know he forgot, because we have to answer your questions truthfully. I think our mom gave him instructions to test the product. Art found out that things ordered now to take effect in the future still have to be followed even after the Plagio has worn off. So if you are careful with how you word it, you can make him follow your orders all day. At least, I think it works that way. Art only gave me one specific order, not an open order like you want."

Listening from the office, his mom was proud of her youngest. He'd quickly understood the next phase of the test: general orders instead of a precise one. And it sounded like she was going to be able to watch the results before she'd see it in Todd's report.

"Does Danny know this? Or Rick?"

"Not as far as I know," Art said. "Unless my mom said something to them, the best they could do would be to guess that it might work like that and try it out."

"I'm going to go and get Milo and give it a try. Wait here." Dax headed for Art's bedroom. On the way, the door to Todd's room was open. He peeked in and was surprised to see his brother fucking Danny. He watched for a few seconds before moving away. Rick and Danny hadn't seen him. He now knew the secret Art didn't want to share. He was glad he hadn't forced it.

"We're going to return to the other room," he said to Milo a minute later. "As we pass Todd's room, you will not look in, nor will you remember anything you hear as we pass. And, until I go home, you will follow all of my orders. Say 'yes sir' if you understand."

"Yes sir," Milo said, his voice creaking. This was to be a long and horrible day. As much as he wanted to see what Dax didn't want him to see as he passed Todd's bedroom, he was unable to turn and look inside.

Once back in the family room, Dax didn't waste any time. "You will answer all questions put to you today truthfully. If you cheated at the card games we used to play, you will repay all the blowjobs you won. Did you cheat at any of the games?"

"Yes," he choked.

"How many blowjobs did you get by cheating at cards, and to whom do you have to repay them?"

"Six from you. Three from Art. Three more from Danny. And one from Charlie Short."

Art was surprised. He'd only known about four of them from Dax. And never had he heard that Charlie Short had given one too. He'd already guessed that Milo had one way or another made his little brother suck him off.

Todd was also surprised. Danny had never said anything about having to suck off his brother. And Charlie was his age. Actually, about four months younger.

Dax looked to Art. "Does that sound like the truth?"

"I guess, depending on the way you asked the question. I also had to suck off his cousin, Jimmy, once when I lost playing poker with him. I never heard about it happening with Danny or Charlie Short."

Dax looked back to Milo. "Did Jimmy know the cards were marked and how to read them?"

Milo couldn't lie. He wanted to, but couldn't. "I'm real sure he knew they were marked, but I didn't tell him. I saw him really looking hard at the back of the cards though, so I think he knew."

"Then that is on him, not you," Dax said after a moment's thought. "Sorry, Art, but unless you can get his cousin here, we can't make him pay for it."

Art just shrugged his shoulders.

Dax turned back to Milo. "You will not jack off until you have given me the six you owe me, plus one for cheating. And you can't even start with me until you give Danny three, plus one for cheating, and same for Art, you owe him four. Then two to Charlie Short. And you will tell Charlie you cheated and got caught, and that is why you owe him two. Tell him he can double it if he wants. If he does, you'll do a total of four with him."

"Dax, no," Milo begged. But Dax didn't offer any relief.

"Not only will you not jack off until I am paid, you will also do anything I tell you to do until that's done."

Milo looked from Dax to Art. "We were friends, will you let me just apologize for cheating you?"

"Hell no! I didn't like having to do it to you. But because we are friends, I won't tell other kids. You only owe me the four, and I will tell Dax when you have finished them."

Dax turned to Todd. "Go to your room and when my brother and Danny are done doing whatever is happening, tell them to come back here. Tell Danny to remain naked."

They had to wait several minutes before the three younger boys returned. As expected, Danny was naked, and looked very scared.

"Danny, you will forget what my brother and you just did." He saw Danny's expression change from one of anger and fear to one of confusion. "Your brother has a debt to pay because he cheated at cards. You will allow him to repay you. But first, he has to start with someone else."

Dax turned to Milo. "You will start with Charlie. After you finish with him, your brother is next. Then Art, and finally me. You feel the need to jack off now, and that need will continue until you give me the last one you owe.

He saw Milo's dick get hard, and the boy try to reach it. But frustration quickly set in.

"I'm sure that soon you will be getting quite desperate. I might be willing to offer you a deal."

"God, please, I can't go that long without doing it," Milo pleaded. "Please, make a deal now."

"Fine. You and your brother come with me." He led Milo and Danny away from the others. "If you really want to jack off, you first have two options. You can give your brother an extra blowjob, that will allow you to jack off once that day. Or you can ask him to fuck you, which will also allow you to jack off that day. However, you can't blow him two days in a row. Those two options will give you relief for the rest of the day, but the need to jack off will return the next day and each day after that until this is done. You can seek relief from your brother each day as you need to. However, if you ask him to fuck you, you will forget that he did it after he is done."

He turned to Danny. "If your brother asks you to fuck him, you will do it. If you want, you can do it twice, but no other person will be with you to observe it. After you are done and dressed, you will also forget that you fucked him."

Dax ignored the look of horror on Milo's face as they all returned to the others.

Once back with the others, he turned to the Lee brothers. "Art and Todd have to follow any orders we give them for the rest of the day. Any orders you give them have to be made in front of me. Milo, any order you give to either of them, you have to do first."

He turned to Art and Todd. "You will follow all orders given to you today unless I change it. Then you will do it the way I said."

The two brothers began breathing again.

Now he needed to know if Milo and Danny were still under his control. There was a simple way to test it. "Milo, order Todd to fuck Art, and order Art to let it happen."

A smile appeared on Milo's face, but just for a moment. And then the effect from Plagio kicked in. "Todd, fuck me," he said, hating every word that came out of his mouth.

Todd was somewhat eager to do it with Milo, but he knew that after he did, he was going to have to do it with his brother. But he had no choice. Because of the Plagio, he had to follow Milo's order. He ran to his room to get the lubricant, and then, in front of the others, he fucked his brother's friend.

By the time it was done, Milo no longer felt compelled to follow Dax's order. Yet he wanted to. All that was happening was because of Art and Todd and their stupid mother.

"Todd, fuck your brother. And Art, allow it to happen."

"Todd, forget that order," Dax said.

"That's not fair!" Milo yelled. "This is all their fault. I got fucked because of this stupid drug."

"I planted an order in you that you will still have to obey," Dax said calmly. "Do you want me to tell your brother to never let you suck his dick?" He knew that since Milo was no longer under the control of the drug, neither was Danny. But he was betting that Milo didn't know that.

"I, uh, shit Dax. I thought we were friends."

"Yet you got several blowjobs from me by cheating at cards. You did the same to Art. If you want to be friends when this is over, I'm good with that. If you think this is too much and don't ever want to talk to me again, I can live with that."

Milo let that sink in. He was stuck. Not being able to jack off for a long time unless he let his brother fuck him first. Something he'd forget as soon as it was done. He was afraid to give any more orders, afraid that Dax would turn them against him. What could he do? Make Art blow him? He'd done that. "Could I just leave?"

"Yeah, I think that would be a good idea. You can get dressed first. And you are not under my control, but I don't want you mentioning anything about how this works. Your brother isn't going to tell anyone anything about the drug, or what it made any of us do, are you?"

"No way," Danny said. "Who would believe it anyway? My brother tried to prove it to Marcus Hewlett and look how that worked out. Nope, I won't discuss any of this."

Dax looked at his brother.

"Me neither. And Todd is my friend. I won't order him to do anything anyway. I'm tempted to do it, so instead, I think I should leave before my dick overrides my brain." When his brother didn't object, he said goodbye to Todd and left right behind Milo. Danny made the same decision and also left.

"That just leaves me and the two of you," Dax said. He felt the weight of command, something he had little experience with. It had always been Art, and to an even greater extent, Milo, who led the three of them. He thought for a few seconds as he considered his next action. The look of fear in the eyes of the two brothers boosted the desire to exercise his power.

"You two will also not jack off until Milo has finished his job. If you find that you need to, you have two choices. Art, you can come to me and I will either accept a blowjob or ask to fuck you. That will allow you to play with yourself once."

He turned to the younger brother. "Todd, same for you, only you will go to Rick. You can give him a blowjob once, but the blowjob will only work if you did not get relief by that method the day before. If you can't go two days, the next time you want to give into your needs it will be a fuck."

His gaze once again extended to both of them. "And both of you will want to jack off daily, and that need will grow as the day passes. Nothing you try will allow you to shoot except for the two options I gave you."

Art felt like he was ready to cry. "What if you say no? Or our mom takes us out of town. And why are you punishing my brother? I know that sometimes Milo and I were jerks towards you, but Todd never was."

"Todd was more than willing to use his control over me," Dax responded. "However, I see your first concern. If you need relief, call me, and any command I give you then will work as I direct it. That applies to both of you."

Then he looked at the younger brother, and thought about his own brother, who passed up a chance to command Todd. Art was right, Todd's role in this did not deserve the punishment he had ordered.

"Todd, after two blowjobs to Rick and letting him fuck you once, this condition I'm placing on you will end. When you experience the normal needs to jack off, you will be able to do it."

"Thank you," the boy whispered. He turned to Art. "You too. Thank you. A lot. You didn't need to stand up for me. You've never done that before. I hope maybe this will be the start of a better relationship between us."

Dax made them repeat the orders he had given to make sure they understood them correctly, and then he left.

Over the next few days, their mom watched them without them being aware of her attention. She saw the orders working. For three days, both of them had the Miller brothers over, and she knew what was taking place in each of her son's bedrooms. After the third day, Rick Miller still was invited over, but while Dax was in Art's room, the younger boys played video games or went outside and shot baskets.

She trusted Dax after hearing that he only fucked her oldest son once. All the other visits were blowjobs, that counted to satisfy Art's need to jack off. And she listened in as he and Art talked after such sessions. Milo was working off his duty as rapidly as he could.

***

The trials were done. Plagio worked. Once administered, open orders extending far into the future would be obeyed. She had a plan, and as fall approached, a way to put it in motion. The Fall Festival. Part of it was the annual pre-school and sports physicals, and the entire town got flu shots and any other vaccinations as needed.

She owned the company that provided the flu shots, so it was an easy way to ensure that every shot contained a dose of Plagio. After that, she managed to get herself invited to briefly speak.

And brief it was. "Some of you know the problems I had with my husband. I'm sure that some of you boys have heard it from my sons. No matter, that is behind me now. But I just want to say that what girls and women have to say should not be negated. I task all of you to listen to instructions and ideas presented by girls above the age of 10 and grown women, and to follow them to the best extent possible."

There were a few grumblings from some of the men, but it no longer mattered. The task was complete. Dr. Gloria Gask had set in motion the greatest social change in Mayfield's history. And as soon as she could turn out more doses of Plagio, she planned to take her message world-wide. But first, she needed to monitor and see if things went in any unexpected and undesirable directions.

It started slowly. So slow that for a while she thought something had gone wrong with mixing Plagio with the flu vaccine. But then she heard about the first subtle change. Rumors started about two eleven-year-old girls who had suggested that a classmate of theirs show them how he peed. He refused, verbally, but still did what the girls told him to do. Excited by that, they next told him to move his hands so they could see, and he did that too. Then his pants and underwear, and even his shirt. The poor boy stood there totally naked, his arms ordered to his sides, wondering what was happening and why he couldn't help but follow each order the girls gave him.

Once other girls heard about it, they tested it for themselves. Within a week, nearly every school-aged boy had been seen naked. Then mothers started noting that their boys were extremely well behaved, following all household rules. They washed regularly. They kept their rooms clean, did their homework, came home on time, and were polite. Their husbands too.

For adult women, sex became far more enjoyable as husbands (or others) worked hard to make sure it was as enjoyable for them as for themselves.

Within a month, it was rare to see a boy older than five who wasn't naked. Girls got bored with ordering boys to strip and instead just kept them naked. At first, there was resistance in school, but as teachers, nearly all of whom were women, saw that the boys were engaged in learning, they relaxed. Health classes took a new direction.

An interesting fact also became apparent. While it seemed that Plagio affected all males it had been administered to, there was a small population of females that also were affected, she estimated it to be slightly less than 1%. This was soon identified by other kids, and those unfortunate girls joined their male companions in undesired nudity.

Dr. Gask made more Plagio, still unaware that it was an improperly rinsed vial that made her earlier version work. All the new batches failed during testing.

But life in Mayfield was forever changed. It had always been a small community, and that remained the same. For boys who were infants when Plagio was given, they grew up mimicking their older siblings and friends. When a family moved in, of course the boys were not open to the lifestyle, and when they refused to strip, other boys followed orders to make it happen. Many of those families quickly moved away, or went to the courts, where they got little or no relief. But some stayed, and in a remarkably short time, even without the benefit of Plagio, their husbands and sons were gradually conditioned to live the way others did.

And something Dr. Gask had missed in the animal testing. As new babies were born, it seemed the boys were affected as if they had been given Plagio. Whether it was something in a gene that changed, or a substance in mother's milk or ovum, or in men's sperm, she didn't know. Once it became known (with some help by Dr. Gask) that all the mothers needed to do was order the boys to follow orders from girls, the new members of the community knew no other life.

If you were to visit Mayfield today, you would find a happy, well-ordered town, run by a mixture of men and women, but with no crime. Naked boys, and occasionally young, unmarried men, would be seen frequently in all settings. Everyone would be polite and welcoming, especially if you were a female addressing a male who lived there. You might find it a pleasant place to live. Unless you were a male used to having things done your way.

The End