Flashback Friday: The NYE Party

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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.


The photographer grew frustrated as he couldn’t get Brooks to look at him. “Can you just look here long enough for me to get one decent pic?” But hearing that word just made Brooks look at the handsome hunk more and more.

It seemed like the hunk was warming up to Brooks. Brooks was certainly cute enough, and if a bit clingy tonight, it could still lead to some fun. Certainly he felt the young man would worship him, and that had its appeals. But could someone so clingy be a top? The hunky bottom wasn’t so sure even as he started to appreciate the attention.

After the photographer gave up and they had changed back into their volunteering outfits, the hunk pulled Brooks to the side and began making out with him. Their passion would continue throughout the event, becoming more and more aggressive as they made out.”


“Hey guys, don’t forget we still have to pick up when this is done,” another volunteer mentioned as he walked by. And yet it seemed the word ‘pick’ was also close enough to further trigger Brooks. Suddenly all he wanted to do was fuck his new obsession. He approached from behind and gave the hunk’s ass a bit of a slap. He then pressed his cock up and began to dry hump the stud, and the hunk seemed to realize that the obsessed flirt was definitely a top now, further warming up to the thought of having some fun – even if just for the night. It was New Year’s Eve, after all.

Brooks knew he was still in public on some level, enough to not outright start fucking, but he sure as hell was still going to enjoy himself at that party.  And he wasn’t the only one. It seemed something was in the air… perhaps just a voice… but a voice having quite the impact. It didn’t matter if the men were single or taken, straight or gay – or anything else. Lust seemed to be taking over.
Yep, it seemed something had really gotten in everyone’s subconscious minds that night to let go of their inhibitions, and all sorts of connections were being formed. Some might have blamed the drinks, but many of the volunteers had not been drinking and still were starting to go wild with lust.

Perhaps that lust-spreading hypnotic voice had got to Brooks’ hunk too… maybe that’s why he went along with it all in the end… hearing the voice as he sat for photos talking about submitting to the powerful eyes in front of him. It didn’t really matter anymore.

As much fun as it was to dry hump in public, the real fun would come later in the privacy of a hotel room, the two hunks able to sleep in after a long night of ringing in the New Year with passionate fucking. 


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