Date: Tue, 23 Sep 2008 11:00:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tim Stillman <novemberhourglass@yahoo.com>
Subject: g/m celebrity The Naked Brothers Band--Chapter 3

The Naked Brothers Band--Really Naked
         Chapter 3
            By
       Timothy Stillman


Name: David Levi
Profession: Keyboard, guitar
Group: The Naked Brothers Band
Hair color: Gold.
Glasses: wire rim
Lips: Nicely red.
Smile: Sexy and infectious
Secret Love: Nat Wolff who only has eyes for....

Stop there, David said to himself as he stood in Nat's dressing room, in
his dark jeans, and his red T-shirt, a dark jacket with edgings of
plaid. He was standing in front of Nat's full-length mirror. Close to
it. He had just done an insane thing. He closed his eyes. He kissed his
mirror lips and tried to think--sure, Rose did it.  Sure, she used lipstick
and magic markers all over your dressing room. Valentine hearts and kisses
and love you more than more and I have found this room this way, and sure
what's a buddy and band member, a very important band member who would like
to me more than just friends, Nat, going to do about all of this mess in
your handsome dressing room? Why, clean it up of course and say, oh don't
worry Rose with this, Nat, I'll handle her, don't even mention it to her,
okay? OKAY?


I'm dead, David thought, I left all of this for you, and you must admit it
really is quite artistic and done with love, you know, Nat? Love you're
always singing and writing lyrics about, and c'mon it was the first day you
introduced me to the keyboard I knew I loved you. Standing close to you as
you showed me how, seeing your lithe body in just jeans and shirt, like all
kids wear, and sure we knew each other for a number of years and on and on
and I wanted you to see my thick crop of gold hair. Like the sun, right
Nat? Your dark hair of night and mine of summer days, come on, I have a
cute chipmunk smile and I have a nice penis too if I may be so bold about
my sweet little boy body that would like to, if you have nothing else to do
for a decade or two, twirl around your limber long body, naked as you
please, and just sit the rest of the day or the century out and I will hide
from you, Nat, I will never tell you I buy all the magazines with us in
them, and there is my picture next to you, and I'm smiling and the smile is
directed to you in the opposite picture, cause I knew the layout would turn
out that way--call it--kismet? Huh, Nat old pal o' mine.

Get ready, David, he told himself, Nat's gonna be here any minute and I
sure wish I knew what my true love throb forever more looks like naked and
how his cock looks, mine is almost three inches and I can come four times
in a day if I have a chance and it's always me looking at the teen mags and
the Nickelodeon mags like crush school kid fans out there, instead of me
right up on that stage with you and I can pull this off, though I'd rather
pull something else off, lots of clothing, yours and mine, and I can lie my
way out of this mess in your room and I am...

`WTF?" Screamed Nat as he walked into the room. Saw the lipstick scrawled
by a shaky hand, not the sure keyboard hands that his secret love name of
David Levi had, so that's one point in my favor, David thought and said as
he turned in much fear to look at Nat, scared and scarder still and he
prepared to say the many times in the last hour rehearsed line as he had
done everything but scream on the walls DAVID LOVES NAT YOU PUTZ WHY SCREW
AROUND WITH HER??? But had restrained himself, so in a very quivery reedy
voice, he looked at Nat's chin, that was as brave as it was going to get,
and said those well rehearsed words he could do in his sleep:

"It was me who did it Nat and I'm sorry and I love you and I'm really sorry
but I can't go on this way--" Then his glasses slipped down his nose, for
he was perspiring so much even though the room was cold to keep the makeup
and the stars fresh for performances, like sex performances, maybe? The
hamster in the boy's head just would not leave hormone alley, but David had
enough preposition to catch the glasses one-handed, mind you before they
slipped all the way down to his mouth and putting them back properly he did
the only thing a guy could do when he had just blabbed to the guy he loved
that he loved the guy and btw I wrecked your dressing room too to show you
how much. David gathered up speed and raced like hell out of the room,
almost knocking over the partly costumed for the performance of the NBB in
a few hours. David slammed the door on the way out, almost knocking over
Thomas in mid-stride in his walk to Nat's dressing room.

"Hey, Dude, where's the fire?"

Oh great, Nat's going to tell everybody and I don't know where to go but
home, so I'll go home and my career is over and my life is over and he
would have died truly and for always had he known that sometimes when Nat
and Rose were making out with each other and with Alex, he would have dug a
hole to Georgia and hidden in it if he had known that when love making, Nat
would sometimes think of David, and sometimes dream of David and if truth
be known he sometimes masturbated thinking of David. And once called Alex
David when Alex was sucking his brother's cock and had to do some tall
explaining to the surprised little brother after David came a lot of cum in
his brother's tiny mouth and throat.

He would miss the concert; he would live in never to be realized dreams. He
would not be able to avoid seeing the NBB with their new keyboard player,
he would not be able to ever think of the good stuff without remembering
how he trashed Nat's trailer and now everybody would know he was gay and he
had to watch every gesture, every body stance, every nuance, everything he
liked and everything he loved, he would have to grow pubic hair which he
had always dreaded, for he liked so much, had now once upon a time liked so
much being a young boy, he would have to grow--gross, yuk--hair on his
chest and he would have to be a construction worker or something and when
through a complete blackout he somehow revived enough to realize he was in
his room and was lying cross ways on his bed and crying his heart out. He
had put his glasses on the side table before he lay down, he supposed
because he was a very neat and tidy boy and he would have to stop doing
that and be careful not to wear his Sponge Bob Square Pants undies anymore,
but real man boxers with Gold's Gym stitched on--no, going to far to the
other side of gaydar. Oh hell....

And like a dream, but real, suddenly someone was sitting on David's bed in
his too childishly decorated bedroom, and this somebody was pulling him to
this person's chest and David cried even more, put his arms around the thin
waist of Nat as Nat leaned down and kissed the top of David's gold thatched
hair. David blubbered that he was so sorry about the room and the mess and
saying something he didn't mean, but at that moment, Nat took David's
quivering head and touched him under the chin, so David opened his eyes and
looked into those kind deep introspective eyes of Nat and without thinking,
David so desperate, moved to kiss Nat on the lips, but Nat kissed him
first. And it was a quiet love as Nat began to take off David's jacket as
he had David sit up.  Then he helped David pull off his red shirt over his
head, mussing David's hair as Nat smoothed it down again.

Nat kissed David's tiny nipples. Though tiny as they were, they sent huge
electrical stabs through the boy's sexed up body as Nat put David's hand on
Nat's crotch so the amazed heart throbbing boy could see how Nat wanted
him. David with fear Nat was playing a joke. But Nat was not mean, and
though they all played jokes on each other, it wouldn't be something like
this.

Nat said, kissing the blond boy with passion, "Didn't you see me looking at
you when you were playing the keyboard. All the songs I wrote for you? All
the eye contact I tried to make with you? All the things I tried to
say...." Now Nat begin to cry and David was in the odd position of
reassuring the greatest boy and leader of the world's greatest boy band in
the world as Nat laid his sweet face on David's bare chest.

"Rose," David said before thought. Knowing he had blown it. With the
reminder, Nat would come to his senses, ask what had gotten into him, blush
and eyes downcast, with rueful little grin, leave.

But Nat kissed David's tummy and said, "It's confusing as hell," then told
David the secrets about how he felt, fantasies, pretending Rose was
David. "Don't want to hurt you. Swear I don't." Then Nat looked teary-eyed
and perplexed and needy at David who was stunned his boy god wanted him and
needed help, this idol of millions. So David in awe told Nat in quivery
whisper, "Let's make love."

Taking off clothes had never been sexier. First, Nat's white and green
checked shirt. Smooth creamy chest. Little brown hard nipples that David
puppy dog licked. Then lightly bit causing Nat to laugh and wince. His long
expressive fingers dug into David's arms as Nat took off his own shoes and
socks and David's. Then Nat loomed over the boy with butterflies, a million
at least in each of their stomachs, helped David with unsure hands unbuckle
his belt, both boys caught in each other's eyes as if in amber, and pull
down David's black jeans too the Sponge Bob undies which David was so
ashamed of now but Nat kissed them all over before pulling David's jeans
all the way off as David looked at his young boy erection standing in his
undies then Nat was taking them off almost reverently this fragile golden
boy.

Nat took off his own jeans as David sat up to help and both laughed at
Nat's NBB briefs. He told David he had had them made up for the band as a
surprise, and David was the first to know. David took them down, to get an
up-close look at Nat Wolff's small patch of dark pubic hair. Then Nat's
penis erect standing up quiveringly happy as David bolder and bolder, held
the glans close, opened Nat's pink piss slit, examined the little curve at
the bottom of the slightly curved shaft, smooth and spongy and warm and he
thought, all mine hehehe. He examined Nat's balls, round and unwrinkled,
then he kissed and sucked everywhere as Nat clenched David's shoulders as
the blond naked boy kneeled before the idol of millions of girls and more
than a few boys around the world and with his wet little mouth and gave him
head as Nat all but screamed in turned on bliss as he rubbed David's smooth
hairless body, playing with David's three smooth pink little pulsing warm
erection and his tight little ball sac and with David's back and cushiony
curved butt.

Nat was bent over looking at that lovely perfect sexy face as the boy
gobbled his penis. David was sucking harder as Nat fucked that mouth in, of
course he being Nat, rhythm. The Feeling. The seeing his dream come
true--his cock in his dream come true's mouth. As David saw and felt his
own dream come true as Nat was now tensing more. His cock swelled with
David's tongue all over his cock. As the tickle tic tock on the underside
of the shaft begin, he started to pull out but David shook his head no,
grabbing the shaft. Putting it inside. Massaging Nat's balls. Which did
it. Hair sweaty hanging in his eyes. Gripping David's head. Crying out. He
Came. Three. Four. Five loads. David's mouth was unprepared. So Nat put his
own mouth to David's to help out.

After a time, Nat sucked off David who got to see and feel the reverse of
what he had done to Nat. They played with each other. Each opened the
other's hip and tongued their rosebuds. All of which got them hard again so
they jacked each other off. David's pure liquid cum landed around his
navel. Nat licked it all gone. As David sucked up Nat's sticky more
white. Then they cuddled and drifted.

Soon it was time to dress and get ready for tonight's show.

Nat was getting dressed, but David was still nakedly lying there, legs
drawn up, sad looking.

"Hey, Lazy Bones. Get cracking." Nat was dressed and looking at him.

"Y-y-ou still want me in NBB?" David asked softly.


"What???" Nat sat beside him, stroked David's arms. Held his hands. "We
just made love. I did not think of her" (or Alex) "one single time." David
looked at him, and smiled winsomely. "And your dressing room?" Nat rubbed
gently David's body. "If you hadn't, we might never have hooked up and
would have gone through the rest of our lives not knowing. Get
dressed. It's not NBB without you."

So David hopped up to get dressed. Nat held David's penis that grew
again. Nat kissed him and said he hoped to do this and more again
soon. David nodded eagerly. Nat watched with akimbo happiness as David
dressed.

As Nat ushered their way out the door, he said to David, "I'll say the
lipstick drawings were by a fan who got past security and I just may leave
them cause whoever did it has budding artistic talent," Nat continued as
they walked out of the house. David hugged himself in glee--"Think so,
Nat?"

Nat put his arm round David's shoulder as they began walking down the city
sidewalk among all those lonely strangers.


David's Theme

I see you alone,
You're smiling so brave
In a city of strangers.
I try to catch your eye,
But you are always turning
Away.
`Fraid of the dangers.
Boy in the sky.
Always flying away.
Skies are pretty in Autumn,
Who's sharing your day?
But isn't it more than
A little lonely up there?
All by yourself?
Flying nowhere?
A smile can just take you
So far,
It's gotta be for someone else.
Brave as you are,
So why don't you fly
To me?
Nights with their stars
Proclaim such a lonesome
Infamy.
So take a chance.
I'm confused too
And could use
Some of your cheerful
Company.
So take a chance on
Me.
I'll take a chance on
You.
And we'll see what
Our brave smiles can do.
And we'll see what our
Brave smiles can do.