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Thought we were gonna have to put his picture on one those milk carton ads,” their father said, a line he used every single time when introducing Wes. It was still early in the night, not even ten yet, as Wes furiously searched for every article and book on hypnosis he could find in his belongings.
“Hi Thomas.” Wes and his brother exchanged polite hugs. If there was one thing he was fully confident in, it was his talent to hypnotize anyone.
He had no ambition, and played video games most of the day, streaming for his paltry following of six people that he wasn’t entirely sure were actually human or just bots.
There’s another bed in there from when Wes used to room with him, so make yourselves comfortable.” Thomas and Brennan thanked the parents, then headed upstairs. Brennan began to loosen up after a few glasses of wine, and seemed to be just as genial and good natured as Thomas, with a penchant for telling tales, and a great sense of humor as well. He’s a vampire, I tell ya.” “Well, it’s never too late to change, dad,” Thomas said. He helped his mom clear the table after dinner, and Brennan approached him and asked what kind of games he played. He was going to make a hypnosis recording, laced with subliminals, and plant his phone next to Brennan’s bed on his old night stand. Wes glanced up the stairs and was stunned as Brennan descended.
Wes quietly observed and listened to Brennan as he talked more about himself. ” The table went quiet, partially stunned by Wes’s inquiry, the first he had spoken at the table. Wes was delighted that he and Brennan shared the same taste, and even offered to play a few games on the console downstairs, before heading up to bed. He knew Brennan would be fatigued, making him far more suggestible, which would mean it’d be easier to convert his sleep into a trance. He was wearing a thin white V neck shirt, high cut running shorts, and nothing else.
“Oh yeah, meet my bro from another mama–Brennan.” “Nice to meet you, man.” Brennan said. He had cool colored eyes, and a clean cut appearance that sold his eye catching looks, and Wes could tell his body was in great shape from the fit of his clothes. His hormones and emotions were stirred up inside him, like some chaotic dust cloud, making it hard to think or concentrate. He started in middle school, and had even hypnotized Thomas before, once using him as a guinea pig during a school talent show.
His mouth looked extremely kissable, and he was as tall as Thomas, who was already fairly tall in his own right. Everyone thought he would be a great stage hypnotist one day, but he never followed through with it, abandoning it before he finished high school.
He heard his parents fawning over Thomas downstairs and rolled his eyes, and decided he had better make an appearance.
Once that was done, he could lock himself in his room, unbothered by Thomas and whatever bleeding heart he brought home this time (and he had brought so many in the past few years).He was a little younger than Thomas, and was actually a college dropout. Wes sipped his coke silently and enjoyed the eye contact with his favorite new visitor, his own chest thumping rapidly. They ended up playing several games for several hours, before Brennan finally got tired of losing, and called it. You gotta teach me how you do all that stuff.” “Ha, well, maybe if we get more time together before you guys leave, I will.” “Sounds good. If he played his cards right with his new hypno mixtape, then come tomorrow Brennan’s keen, intelligent mind would be soft and pliable like clay, to be molded into whatever he wanted. Wes quietly stole out of his room and snuck towards his brother’s, the soft sounds of snoring lingering in the air. Plus, wanna see some old friends, and introduce them to Bren.” Wes felt his heart quicken. His body was more perfect than he could have imagined. You can just, uh, chill in my room I guess, ‘til I get back? ” Brennan politely socked Wes on his arm, and Wes smiled. We’re pals now.” He smiled and patted Wes on the back, and Wes was irritated to find himself blushing again.However, he was committed to activism, and met Thomas on one of their missions. He felt like he was being sucked in by Brennan’s friendly gaze, and he loved every second of it. “Right now, I want to focus more on my work than girls at the moment. He gently let himself in and practically held his breath as he saw two sleeping forms, wrapped in blankets, the blue moonlight shining down through a window. He gawked at his athletic, perfect feet as they stepped down the stairs, which were connected to perfect, sculpted calves, and delectable square thighs. He was having a hard time looking at him–literally. He led Brennan to the kitchen and got out some bowls and cereal.His proclivities were not a result of his lack of self esteem, or intelligence, or money, or even looks.He was, in fact, quite a good looking young man, with slim features, and a very nice smile, and was more than capable of taking care of himself. He had no intention of applying himself when there was no need to; everything in his life worked perfectly so far., available from the most important cities of Pakistan, India and Bangladesh, our team and girls are focussed in bring telephone pleasure to all our clients: Aunties, Bhabhis and Desi Girls are available to chat with you, all our numbers have access from mobile.Tags: Adult Dating, affair dating, sex dating