It was a lazy Sunday afternoon and Tim sat on the couch with his handheld gaming device, the little high-pitched sound effects mingling with the noise of the violent animated show playing on the tv. Josie sat next to him, her attention completely focused on the tv as her hands absent-mindedly fidgeted with the stuffie in her lap. Raf shifted in his seat, bored by the animated show and hungry for something else. He put his leg up on the armrest and then down again a moment later, but he was just not in the mood to sit here.

He got up and stalked around the couch on his bare feet to unexpectedly grab Tim by the collar of his poloshirt and forcibly kiss him.

Tim froze at first, a little shocked, and then he let the game fall into his lap to return the kiss with both his hands touching Raf's face.

"I want you, my little fucker." Raf growled under his breath, making Tim blush deep red as he bashfully bowed his head.

Josie glanced at them and smiled. "If you boys want to fuck, I'm happy to wait here. I might play some Zelda." She reached for the gaming device.

Tim turned to her as he handed the game over. "You're not in the mood?"

She shrugged noncommittally and looked up at Raf. "Not for penetration. Which is what I assume he's in the mood for. But I could be persuaded to join you if there's more to it…"

"More to it…" Raf seemed to think for a moment, and then patted Tim on the shoulder. "Can you go downstairs and lay down the big mattress and stuff? I'll see if I can make sure there's more to it…" He turned to look down at Josie.

Tim nodded and chuckled as he made his way downstairs, while Josie looked up at her husband and raised defiantly raised her eyebrows at him. "I'm not your brainless fuckboy."

The dragon tattoos almost seemed to move as Raf crossed his arms. "Wouldn't you like to be? Brainless?" He asked in his deep, bedroom voice.

Something about the way he said that just made her eyes unfocus and her breath hitch. She felt sweaty and it was as if the room started to spin. When she opened her mouth, only a tiny moan came out.

In one big step he towered over her and grabbed the back of her head. "I know you're not brainless. You're a very intelligent and responsible CFO. But wouldn't you like to be brainless for a while?" His voice sent shivers down her spine.

Her mouth fell open as she stared at him with large eyes. She could feel his hand gently supporting the back of her head as it nodded at him, almost involuntarily. She felt weak, like her neck and her legs were not strong enough to hold her up anymore.

"Good." He cooed at her. "Look deep into my eyes, Princess. You cannot resist me. You can feel the way I'm staring deep into your mind, melting your thoughts and willpower away. You can feel it happening already. You've surrendered to me like this countless times before. Why would you be able to stop me this time? Why wouldn't you succumb to my power? When it feels so good to just be brainless?"

She swooned in his arms as her eyes rolled up into her head and he picked her up effortlessly and carried her downstairs to the lair where Tim had laid out a kingsize mattress and everything they would likely need for sex. Raf laid Josie down on the bed and then pulled Tim in close for a hungry kiss.

As Raf started to undress, Tim stared at Josie just lying there like a ragdoll, her eyes closed, her mouth open, her body limp and relaxed. "Well, that's a sexy sight." He muttered.

"Isn't she?" Raf sighed as he dropped his pants to the floor. "So beautiful and brainless…"

Josie was only vaguely aware of what they said to each other, she just drifted there, wallowing in that heavy, helpless feeling of beeing too deeply in trance to move.

"You know…" Raf grabbed Tim's erection and pulled him closer, staring into his eyes. "She called you my brainless fuckboy…"

"She called me what now?" Tim raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

"You are, though…" Josie's dreamy voice said from the bed as she opened her eyes to try to look at them. "You're always…"

"Drop!" Raf commanded as he pointed at her. "Deeper, Princess. Drift deeper and deeper into a brainless trance for me."

She whimpered as her eyes rolled up into her head until they were all white.

Tim chuckled quietly but he fell silent when Raf's piercing gaze turned and rested on him.

"She's right, you know?" Raf's bedroom voice made Tim shiver and stand to attention. "When you're this horny…" His hand gripped Tim's shaft tighter and stroked it. "You become my brainless fuckboy. Don't you? Only one thing on your mind. Lube it up and fuck me, boy."

Tim stood there swaying on his feet for a moment, blinking as his breath quickened. His mouth opened a few times before he managed to breathily reply: "Yes, Master."

"Good boy." Raf let go of him and gave him an encouraging pat on on the head before he turned and got down on his hands and knees on the bed, his bare ass facing Tim while he sat on Josie and kissed her slack lips.

"And while my brainless fuckboy does what he does best…" Raf licked his lips in anticipation. "You are my brainless fuck pillow, Princess. You just lie here, supporting me while I get fucked, so soft and comfortable, no thoughts, no brain. Just my fuck pillow."

As he shifted on top of her to accommodate Tim getting into position behind him, Josie's head lolled to the side and a trickle of drool came out of the corner of her mouth. He closed his eyes and moaned as Tim gently penetrated his ass.

"That's right, my fuckboy." His voice dropped to a hungry growl. "And as you thrust inside me, you can just look at her. Look at the zonked face of our fuck pillow and feel yourself becoming more and more brainless like her. More and more. Deeper and deeper with every thrust."

He could hear Tim panting behind him and he could feel the way he gripped Raf's sides as he fucked slowly, in a daze. Raf closed his eyes and just breathed, taking pleasure in the feeling of being gently fucked while his partners were deep in trance, his brainless sex toys.