Jonas

When I began contemplating starting this Patreon, an old hard drive pushed me over the edge into doing it. I found a folder full of half written ideas and short stories that had never seen the light of day. This, written shortly after the Jonas Brothers announced that they'd be performing together again, finally would be posted. Prophetically, the exact outfit that he is dressed in below is what he's wearing on the tour poster that just dropped this week. I'll consider that his blessing for me to embarrass him...

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My husband worked in the music industry, and he got the best of both worlds. He was a sound technician so he could do what he loved, but he also was able to be sheltered from the fame that his clients dealt with. Case in point, he came home last night holding a gold envelope that held tickets to the Grammy’s- one for me, and one for him. His studio had been asked to pass them out to people who wanted to be seat fillers, and he sniped them. As I looked though, I realized that they were on the third row- we’d be the seat fillers between the actual famous musicians.

The event was in two weeks, so I at least had time to go shopping and buy new suits for me and my guy. New shirts, shoes- hell, I even picked us up new underwear. I was a man of routine so I picked up a pack of my favorite black boxer briefs. My husband though got some new bikini briefs that showed off his ass so well. My favorite part of them though was what they looked like under his suit. The thin material of his tailored pants hugged his figure just right so that the outline of his briefs showed through. It was my own little peep show, and I loved it.

The big night finally arrived, and we took an Uber there and entered through the side entrance. I’d hoped to see some of my favorite stars walk the carpet, but my husband wanted to get inside and mingle with his own friends before getting seated. After an hour of overpriced drinks, we finally went inside as the doors opened to get our drinks. The cameras hadn’t started broadcasting yet so all of the signs were still in every chair for each celebrity. In front of us, there were six chairs roped off, and I had to know what group I’d be staring at all night. Looking over at the sign, my heart stopped… we were sitting behind the Jonas Brothers and their wives.

Ever since Nick had gone solo, I’d had a crush on him- the one in the group who grew up into his muscles and his looks. I could barely contain myself, but as we waited and waited, they never showed up. The opening ceremony passed us by, and their seats still sat empty. An award was presented, and then the first act was announced, and all of my sadness left me. I was about to see the Jonas Brothers perform live. The music started, and my husband joined me as we stood and danced.

All three brothers gyrated and sang on stage, but I only had eyes on the one in the center. He was wearing leather pants and a tight black shirt that accentuated his biceps. He was an absolute heartthrob, and I knew that I’d soon get close enough to touch him. The performance ended well before I wanted it too, and I waited for them to get changed and come sit back down. I’d have to keep waiting though, but it’d be worth it- Nick was actually the next presenter on stage. He was giving the award solo since it was about former breakout artists.

He strutted on stage, now wearing a sleek, fitted charcoal gray suit. He must have had just enough time to run backstage, strip off his outfit, and change. I imagined him naked, but that was too much for me, and I shook that fantasy out of my head. He looked immaculate except for one detail- his white shirt was sticking to his sweaty chest. As he stood there under the bright lights, I was able to see through the fabric to his matted chest hair, and I was falling in love again. The podium was really just two clear acrylic columns, so nothing was hidden from me. His short but meaty legs were really stretching that fabric, and I watched as the video screen behind him flicked on to show the artists nominated.

Just standing there now, he began to fiddle with the envelope which he accidentally dropped. As he bent over to pick it up, the cost of our tickets soon went from zero dollars to priceless. With his sculpted ass pointed straight at me, I watched in slow motion as Nick’s pants began to rip. It started as just a small hole, and I wondered if it was just a weird stitching on his seam. But as he finally grabbed the envelope, I saw the stitching began to unravel from the base of his ass all the way up. It had been stretched so tight that the fabric quickly flung itself to the side which almost showed off his whole ass.

He was wearing mint green briefs, and they contrasted perfectly with his tan skin. The hem was perfectly positioned right at the bottom of his ass, and as he quickly stood up, the fabric rode up and revealed the base of each perky cheek. He quickly spun around with the envelope covering his crotch, and a voice came over the loud speaker.

“Nick, we’ll pan the cameras up to waist height. Pass off the reward and then leave stage.” At home, these shows seemed to always go off without a hitch, so I realized that no one would even know what happened except for the people in this room. Nick’s face was blushed, and I could see his panic as the last nominee’s name was read. He looked like he was trying to find something to say, but he had to stay quiet since his mic was still on. So, he just stood there with the envelope over his crotch.

His face was sweating again like he was performing a second number. He had to cool down, and he lifted the envelope to begin fanning his face before he appeared on screen again. As he did, I saw his meaty bulge barely contained in those low-rise briefs. The white waistband dipped low in the front, low enough for me to see that he’d actually tucked his shirt into his briefs. It’s like I was at an all you eat buffet, and he was on the menu.

As the winner walked on stage, he let go of his pants to give her a hug so that he could quickly leave. With his arms around her, his unbelted pants finally gave up, and they fell the rest of the way to the floor. He wasn’t wearing any socks, so I could see his entire leg as he waddled out of frame. Squatting down to not give the audience another free show of his taut ass as he yanked the remnants of his pants up, I actually got a better view. As he leaned down, I was close enough to see his bulge framed in the bright stage lights. He was beautiful, and I wondered if anything like this would happen to me again. I didn’t even care what happened the rest of the night, and I vaguely swayed through another performance. After that, there was a rustle at the end of the row in front of us, and I saw Joe and Kevin leading their wives to their seats. They were laughing the entire time, and as they got to us, they turned around before sitting down.

“Wait, you had the perfect view with no one in front of you. Please tell us that one of you got a video of our brother embarrassing himself.” I hadn’t even thought to pull out my phone- I’d been too mesmerized. My husband had saved the day though- he’d gotten it all on tape. As he actually airdropped it to Joe Jonas, I sat back down and thought of all the ways that I’d be thanking him tonight…