Author's Note: So, this is a weird story. Everyone, but Bob, is suffering from major OOC. I hope this story makes at least some sense. While I DO NOT condone rape in real life, I don't mind if it's softcore in stories. Meaning the 'victim' starts to enjoy it. Enjoy the story or not. Just be respectful.

It was a normal day. Well, normal for two Minions by the names of Kevin and Stuart. They were fighting again as usual. Now, it wasn't because they hated each other, quite the opposite, actually. Truth be told, they're in love. They just sometimes expressed their love differently than most. They've always been that way ever since they were kids. No matter what, they always found something to argue about. This time however, had to do with something quite intimate.

"Why not?" Stuart asked.

"Because I'm not a submissive guy."

"Have you ever submitted before?"

"No."

"Then how do you know?"

"I just do." Kevin said. "Besides, I don't think you'd be able to do such a good job."

"What makes you say that?"

"Because you're smaller than me." Kevin said plainly. "Therefore, you're weaker than me."

"That doesn't mean shit!" Stuart said. "I could dominate you easily."

"Come on. You can't even win in a fight." Kevin said. "How could you possibly dominate me?"

"Easy. If I can pin you on your back or stomach, I could."

Kevin thought about this for a few moments. "OK. Tell you what. If you can successfully pin me down, I'll let you dominate without any complaints."

"OK." The younger brother smirked. "You'll see." Stuart then got into an offensive stance and charged at Kevin. The taller Minion simply grabbed him and swung him around. He then pushed Stuart down onto the floor, making sure to hold his arms so Stuart wouldn't be able to hit him. He flipped his brother onto his back, a smirk showing on the older Minion's face. "Told you, you can't dominate me."

Stuart growled in anger. "Mark my words, Kevin. I WILL dominate you!"

"Sure you will." Kevin said smugly. He got off of his brother and stood up. "Face it, little bro. You can't do it."

Stuart stood up as well. "We'll see."

Kevin rolled his eyes and leaned toward Stuart and gave him a peck on the cheek. "I guess we will." Kevin left do some other things, leaving Stuart alone.

Stuart wiped off the imprint of Kevin's kiss and walked away to do some thinking. "I will figure out a way to get him. But…how?"

As he walked, different ideas popped up. None of them good, though. He had to find a way to dominate Kevin without him fighting. As much as he hates to admit it, his older brother/boyfriend is much stronger and bigger than him. How could he do it, though? He could try a sneak attack, but Kevin is a lot smarter than he looks. He couldn't threaten him. Hmm... What to do.

"Maybe I could-oof." Stuart's train of thought was interrupted by bumping in to someone.

"Ow…" The person said. "Oh Stuart! Are you OK?"

"Yeah. I'm OK, Dave." Dave pulled Stuart up.

"Sorry I wasn't watching where I was going." Dave said.

Stuart waved him off. "It's fine. It was kinda my fault too."

Dave looked at him. "You feeling okay? You never apologize."

"I'm good."

"You sure? You seem a little lost. Mentally, that is. Anything you want to tell me?"

"I highly doubt you'd want to hear what's going on in my head."

"I'm very open as you know." Dave said. "I can listen to anything."

Stuart rubbed his head. "Well, I'm trying to figure out how to dominate Kevin."

"I thought he doesn't play the uke role."

"He doesn't. Well, at least for now."

"Why do you say that?"

"I want to show him that just because you're shorter and less strong than someone, doesn't mean you can't be a seme." The one eyed Minion explained.

"I see." The two eyed Minion said.

"Have any ideas?"

"Have you ever thought of bondage?" Dave said.

"What. You mean like, strap up in leather and whip him?"

Dave laughed at the thought. "No. I mean like, tie his arms together. You know, to restrain him. You could even gag him with a ball gag."

Stuart thought about it. "That, could work, but Kevin wouldn't let me get close without a fight."

"You could drug him."

"Isn't that illegal?"

"Not sure. But it could work."

"How? He'd suspect something if I tried that."

"When's he's not looking, you could slip a roofie into his drink or something."

"Where can I get a roofie?"

Dave looked around and whispered. "I have some."

"Really?" Stuart asked genuinely surprised. "I never took you for something so shady."

"Yeah. That's one reason why I keep it a secret."

"So... Do you think I could have a few?"

"Sure. Follow me."

And the two brothers headed for Dave's room.

(later)

"Here." Dave handed Stuart a small bag.

"Is this it?"

"Yes." Dave confirmed. "Put one in his drink when he's not looking."

"Won't he see the pill, though?"

"No. It'll dissolve when it hits anything liquid."

"Cool." Stuart said. Suddenly, fear and worry was etched on his face. "Uh, this won't kill him, right?"

"No." Dave said, shaking his head. "It'll just make him unconscious for a while."

"OK."

"Don't worry." The two eyed brother reassured. "He should just be knocked out for about thirty minutes. It'll give you time to set things up."

"Good." The one eyed brother smirked deviously, putting the baggie in his pocket. "This should be very fun."

(Later)

Stuart was in his and Kevin's shared room, mulling over the plan. 'Can I really do this?' He thought. 'I mean, I do want to top him, but he's my brother. My boyfriend! Should I do something this drastic?' Stuart shook his head. 'No, I can do this. I have to! If not, he'll never learn.' Just then, the aforementioned Minion came in, snapping Stuart out of his thoughts.

"Hey Stuie." Kevin said, cheerily. Stuart sighed in response.

"Why do you insist on calling me that?"

"Because it's cute." The older brother said, smiling. "Just like you." He gave him a small peck on his lips. Stuart rolled his eye.

"Whatever you say." Stuart stood up. "Say, uh, you want me to go grab you a beer?"

"If you want." Kevin said, kicking back on the bed. Stuart headed out the door. Once he got there, he grabbed two bottles and then headed back to the room. He took out the baggie and stared at the pills. "Well, it's now or never." He pulled one out, about to mix it in Kevin's drink when a voice startled him.

"Hey Stuart!" The voice greeted.

"Oh. Hey Bob."

"Ooh! What do have there, Stu?" The child asked. "Candy?"

"No!" Stuart said, kind of panicked. "Just pills. And alcohol."

"For what?"

"Kevin."

"What's wrong with big brother?" Bob asked, worryingly. "Is he sick?"

"Uh... yeah." The adolescent Minion lied. "He's sick."

"Oh." The heterocromic Minion said. "Well, me and Tim," He pulled out his stuffed bear from his front pocket. "hope he gets better."

"I hope he does too." Stuart said. "See you later."

"Bye!" The naive Minion waved off and went somewhere else to play. Stuart sighed. 'Thank God that it was just Bob.' The one eyed teenager made his way back to his and Kevin's room. Before he opened the door, he popped open a bottle and put in a roofie, hoping it would dissolve like Dave said it would. He entered the room and handed the beer to the taller Minion, who looked at the bottle then back to Stuart in confusion. Stuart gave him the same look.

"What?"

"It's just...you never open things for me."

"Can't someone do something nice for someone else?"

"I guess." Kevin said. "Uh, you didn't poison this, did you?"

Stuart looked surprised. "What do you take me for? I'd never do something like that to you." The smaller Minion scooted closer to Kevin. "I love you." The last sentence almost made Stuart reconsider his plan. Almost.

"I love you too." Kevin then took a sip from the bottle. Stuart watched his every move, making sure it would work. Within the hour, Kevin passed out. The younger Minion sighed.

"I guess the next step shall commence."