by Mara Ismine
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Mom and Dad
“What’s the matter? Or shouldn’t I ask?” Tan looked at me enquiringly, a tangle of straps with worrying lumps hanging from one hand.
I reached across and slapped the post-it on his forearm without answering him. I went back to the instructions and ignored him snickering as he read it. The Anal-yzer was more complicated than it looked. I found the labeled diagram and looked from the line drawing to the multi-colored fake penis and back several times. I was going to have to pick it up to insert the batteries. I gritted my teeth and got on with it.
The next instruction was inserting the battery in the remote control. The picture was not very detailed. I dropped the Anal-yzer and found the remote control. I turned it over and slid the flap open without too much difficulty. It needed a pair of large cell batteries. I waited for Tan to finish sorting through the batteries for the ones he needed, keeping my eye on the ones I wanted. If wanted was the right word for it. I put them in and closed the cover.
The next page had a diagram of the remote control. It didn’t look anything like the one in my hand. Typical. I was going to have to use the Tan-method and just press buttons to figure out what they did. I jabbed at a few without any response from the Anal-yzer. Maybe it had broken in transit.
I flipped through the rest of the instructions. It sounded almost interesting, if it hadn’t been chosen by my Mom. It was a cross between a dildo and a butt plug with a built in vibrator, hence the remote control. It had an optional lube reservoir which pumped lube out of the tip.
I put the instructions down and picked up the Anal-yzer. It was longer than my hand and made up of a series of ball shapes connected by narrow necks. The top one had a blunt point on it with a hole in the middle that must be where the lube came out. Each ball was a different color which shaded into the next down the neck. Making it a rainbow. Yech. The instructions claimed that the different colors were an aid to user comfort. The lube reservoir was shaped like a real pair of balls and even had a crinkly surface, but it was completely squishy like one of those stress balls. It slid into place on the base of the Anal-yzer, after you had connected the distribution tube.
I poked the remote control again, but still nothing happened. I put the Anal-yzer down and decided to risk checking what Tan had been given. He seemed to be playing cat’s cradle with the contraption. I found his instructions and helped him sort it out. The easiest way was for him to put it on, I convinced him.
It took me a few minutes to get him into the contraption and comfortable. I strapped the belt around his waist first, like the instructions suggested, with the strange loop hanging from the front of the belt. I slipped the loop between his legs and up between his ass cheeks and hooked the strap to the battery pack at the back of the belt. I carefully adjusted the strap at the front to position the top of the loop just above his cock. I eased his cock through the generous loop and twisted it once so that it was a figure of eight then scooped his balls through the second loop. I moved around to his back to tighten the strap there and smooth the end of the loop between his cheeks.
I tightened everything a fraction more and sat back to check how it looked. It looked rather weird and not very sexy, even with Tan’s cock at half-mast from my work.
“It doesn’t work,” Tan announced, sounding rather disappointed as he jabbed at buttons on his own remote control.
I picked up his instructions and flipped to the remote control page. The picture there looked slightly familiar, even though Tan had kept a jealous guard on his remote and wouldn’t let it out of his hand.
I have a suspicious nature. I grew up with my Mom after all. I reached for the remote I’d found in the Anal-yzer box. I looked from the remote to Tan’s instructions and nodded to myself. I poked a few buttons. Tan yelped and his cock sprang to attention.
“Seems like it does work,” I told him rapidly poking as many buttons as I could, both on the remote and on Tan’s body.
“Shit! No! Yes! Mm. Ah. Eek.” Tan spluttered in rapid succession.
I turned the remote down to a gentle stimulation designed to give prolonged pleasure. Or at least that’s what the instructions claimed. I picked up the Anal-yzer and looked at the remote in Tan’s hand. He uncrossed his eyes and caught on. Eventually. The Anal-yzer hummed into life. It packed quite a buzz at full power.
“We are going to have to use these, aren’t we?” I sighed and looked up past Tan’s happy cock to his face.
“I think we really have to,” he agreed solemnly. “And soon!”
“Fuck.” I gathered up the relevant bits for the Anal-yzer and headed for the bedroom. Tan grabbed some more towels from the hall closet as he followed me, almost treading on my heels.
I really hate it when Mom knows best!
End.
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