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His Favorite Bone

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Flashback Friday: The NYE Party

This Patron exclusive is now available to everyone as a special holiday Flashback Friday. Happy New Year, everyone!

Brooks had volunteered for an event at a New Year’s Eve party, though he felt a bit silly dressing up just in a bowtie and underwear for it.  ‘As long as it’s for a good cause,’ he thought, ready to help out one of his favorite charities.

The party seemed to have everything – acrobats, go-go dancers, even a hypnotist.  The young man had never believed he was an easy target, and dismissed his zoning in and out as being distracted. He was busy volunteering and it’s not like he was paying total attention. Every once in a while, he’d hear a line like: “The next pics you see will drive you wild,” where the hypnotist then held up some photos to the young man in front of him. Only hearing the action and not seeing it, Brooks ended up mishearing it as “pecs,” but he didn’t give it too much though. Sure he was dazed here and there, but then a guest would walk by and he’d refocus even as words like “will be your new obsession” could be heard. 


‘Man, I need to stop zoning out! Maybe I should go see if they need help in the back,’ Brooks thought. And strangely enough, that kept him from seeing some pecs of the next performers.

It was only a matter of time until he ran into someone though, and soon he had ran into one of his fellow volunteers. Brooks felt like he was suddenly seeing the most magnificent pecs ever, right  in front of him.

“Can I help you buddy?,” the muscled hunk said.


The hypnosis intended for the guest had sunk in after all, though slightly misinterpreted.” Your pecs are amazing. Can I  worship them? Like…. wow…. I think I’m in love with you.”

“I think you’ve had a bit too much to drink, buddy, and that’s a big no no given we’re volunteering here. But come on, they want a group pic but in some other underwear we need to change into quick. Some type of paid sponsorship for special pics.

Brooks grew more enamored. It seemed that whether he heard pic or pec, pics or pecs, the similarities were enough to trigger him. It’s why hypnotists are encouraged to come up with unique triggers, but it was too late now. Every  time he heard it, he craved those pecs more.

It seemed like the word on the new briefs was coming true. Brooks was addicted.

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