Jake and his older brother Jason kissed for a bit, rubbing each other's bodies, their girlfriends a million miles from their thoughts, but then Jake parted the kiss and looked dejected.
"What's wrong?" Jason asked.
"I wish we could have sex. I mean, real sex. Not just rubbing each other," he said, rubbing the bulge in his brother's speedo, for emphasis. "But if we take these speedos off, we'll become straight again and won't be interested in each other. I know I was straight before, but just thinking of being attracted to girls ... it just feels so wrong, ya know?"
"Well, maybe we could do something about that."
"What do you mean?" Jake asked.
"Well, these speedos are obviously magic or something, right?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Well, why don't we go back to that store and ask the manager if he knows of a way to make our feelings permanent?"
Jake's mood brightened. His big brother was right. Why couldn't they do that?
So they got dressed, making sure to keep the purple speedos on underneath their clothing, then headed back to "The Sex Shop".