Simon, queer 20-year-old (submissive route)

I wake up yawning, as always, from a weird dream where everything I write my name on becomes mine.

Odd dream, I think to myself, but dismiss it as I get out of bed. Before I have time to put on clothes — I sleep nude, because I like the sensation of freedom involved — my bedroom door suddenly opens as my 18-year-old brother Lucas just barges in like he always does. Then he shoves his diary at me, “Dude. You left your diary in my room.”

I'd jokingly written Property of Simon Baynes on the inside cover, even though it literally has his name in the front. I blink at him, “It has your name on it.”

He sighs and rolls his eyes then holds it out to me and opens it up to where it says Property of Simon Baynes inside, on the first page, “Yours. I don't know why you have a diary with my name on the front, but this is definitely your diary.”

I take it and just nod, watching him turn an about-face and leave. The fact that he just handed me his diary because my name's in it makes me wonder if the dream was a vision or something. I decide to test it while he's in one shower, and mom's in the other, and dad's still asleep. I go to the refrigerator and write my name on the package of deli roast beef.

Property of Simon Baynes
Do not use without asking.

Then I return to my room and get dressed, and get online. A few minutes later, my mom knocks on my door, “Hey babe. I'm making lunches and planned on sandwiches. You mind if I use your roast beef?”

“Sure thing, mom, go ahead,” I reply, mostly keeping my cool but processing the fact that it worked. Now I'm even more curious about how this works. Specifically, can I use it to bestow someone else something or does it only work for me?

I go out to the driveway and get in dad's SUV, flip down the sun visor thing, and write something down.

Property of Lucas Baynes
Do not use without asking.

When I come back in, Dad's awake and Lucas is eating breakfast.