Friends Unite against Pigs

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The intimacy of ordering food and “shall we share it?”

Fredrik was in the line at the local booze store waiting to be served. He had four bottles of vodka in his shopping basket and couldn't help but notice the stares coming from behind him. It was a large burly man who kept his eyes fixed on the glam bassist in front of him, offering the boy menacing glances. Mikkel was next door in the grocery store getting some food so they could share it. Hot takeaway burgers and maybe some fries.

"Move along, girly. I think you're next. Stupid punk kid with long hair. Why don't you fucking chop that shit off since you're supposed to be a boy. Are you? You can't tell with you lot sometimes. Fucking queer bitches."

The Swede frowned as he heard the man's words rasped behind his neck, way too close for comfort as he span around pissed off wanting to tell this jerk to fuck off. How dare he. This fucking fat asshole needed to learn some manners!

"Fuck off, fet mage. "Fat belly." Why don't you leave people like me alone and go on a diet. You are a fat pig."

Paying for his booze and ignoring the fat bastard behind him, Fredrik was about to walk out the door when he felt his hair being pulled from the back. What the hell? Fuck! He tried to get free but couldn't since the fat bastard had him by his long blond hair.

"Fucking brat! No one talks to me like that especially not some fucking immigrant bitch like you. Foreign bastard punk. Why don't you cry to mummy?"

Fredrik aimed a punch at the guy's face but it was hard when your hair was being yanked back. Ouch! Fuck this! The Swede was beginning to panic a little as he'd never been abused in public like this by some fat fuck of an ignorant American.

"Let me go! How about I get the cops on your big fat ass? Fuck you---"

The Swede swore in his own language and then could see the outline of a pair of long legs entering the booze store. Mikkel. Fredrik aimed a vicious kick behind but could only hear the fat man laughing as he tugged harder, enjoying hurting the Swede.

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"No, I won't let them! They won't abuse you or---anything like that because you're my friend."

Fredrik was now frowning, angry and upset at the same time hearing such horrible tales about what dancers had to endure. Poor Mikkel. No one would find out he was a boy because Sigurd would protect him too. Fredrik believed in this.

"I bought four bottles of vodka from different countries. Some Eastern European, some Russian, some American and some Swedish. I've never eaten Danish food before."

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"I am used to protecting myself."

Mikkel was strong even if he knew he couldn't always. He started toward the elevators with the other Blonde. "It's different than Swedish I think. I've never had Swedish food either."

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"Yes, but you have me and others that will help protect you now too, Mikkel. Don't be alone."

Fredrik pulled Mikkel in for a quick hug, holding the taller boy close as he slowly let go, offering a friendly smile. He loved the Dane and wouldn't let anyone hurt him. Stroking his friend's hand with his own, Fredrik then punched the button pad on the elevator to get it moving.

"You might like meatballs. That's a staple in our country."

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"I'm not alone but people here treat me like I'm a kid that needs protected, and I don't."

Mikkel hated being treated like he was helpless. Sigurd did that enough to make up for everyone else. He leaned into the hug and squeezed Fredrik tightly.

"We have meatballs but potatoes, pork and rye bread are staples in Denmark."

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"I don't mean to treat you like a kid because we have fun and I know you are strong on your own too. Just friends look after each other."

Fredrik squeezed Mikkel's hand and hoped he wasn't coming across like Sigurd with his over defensive qualities. The young Swede loved his friend and just wanted to be there for him.

"That sounds tasty."

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"I'll take care of you."

Mikkel wrapped his fingers into Fredrik's. Despite being younger, Mikkel was the one who took care of others. It was a hard habit to break after so many years taking care of Rik when they lived together.

"We could bother Torden to cook sometime." It was probable some of the other Danes could cook too but Mikkel had memories of Torden cooking for him when he was younger.

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"Thanks. We can take care of each other like best friends should. You're more than that though---a soul mate? That sounds right."

Fredrik wrapped his arms around Mikkel's waist and gave the Dane a long hug, just enjoying being close to his friend after the incident with that fat pig at the booze store.

"Torden won't mind? It could be fun with us learning to cook with him!"

The young Swede giggling, kissing Mikkel's cheek.

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Mikkel nodded and wrapped his arms around Fredrik's neck to pull him in. Nuzzling in the Swede's neck and cheek felt good after nearly being attacked. "I love you."

He did in a way. It was so much more than friend or family, but not what he felt for Sigurd. Soulmate did feel right.

"Torden likes to take care of people." Mikkel knew that it made the older Dane happy to look after those around him. He kissed Fredrik's neck and linger a little longer in the hug before taking his hand again so they could find somewhere to have their picnic.

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"I love you too, Mikkel. You're a cute Danish bun."

Fredrik giggled and then popped Mikkel on the nose with his fingertip just as the elevator reached the top floor. Soul mates sounded right and the bassist loved having the Dane around for fun crazy times.

"He takes care of Hjalmar which really helps because we all know he's got a drink problem. Sven tries talking sense into him but he's a stubborn drunk bastard. Doesn't listen to anyone. Maybe Torden can make him see what he's doing to himself."

Fredrik was worried that Hjalmar would end up seriously hurting himself if he fell over drunk or something worse. The balcony picnic sounded so good right now.

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"I'm not the only one with cute buns." Mikkel giggled, flirting, and patting Fredrik's backside. He loved how they interacted, the closeness and affection.

"Torden helped my brother after.. after he was let out of prison." Mikkel swallowed hard. "Rik's father blamed Ansgar for the beatings and he went to jail and almost died." Mikkel's hand shook where he was holding on to Fredrik's with a death grip. He didn't talk much about what happened to his brother, not ever.

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"Cute buns? We should eat hotdogs in buns one day. Billy and Ronno say this Denny's restaurant does good ones here."

Of course Fredrik had heard the tales about Denny's and the sausages they did there. Ollie didn't like Denny's because he'd found that out from Hans. American food could be cheap and tacky but Fredrik hadn't eaten enough to make a judgement.

"I'm sorry---that fucking sucks like shit. Poor Ansgar. I----I'm here for you, Mikkel."

The bassist frowning and then kissing Mikkel's hands.

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"It's ok." Mikkel shrugged about the food at Denny's. "There was something Dee brought once that was really good."

Mikkel had no idea really that it was Mexican food or what it was called but he liked it a lot. As they walked toward the room Mikkel leaned into Fredrik's shoulder. "The other prisoners stabbed him because they said he beat and abused young boys."

Mikkel sighed heavily and knew talking would help but it was so hard. It hurt so much. "All the things Rik's father blamed him for is why he drinks so much. He doesn't talk about it at all, even to Torden." The Dane took a deep breath. "If anyone can help Hjalmar, Torden can."

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"They stabbed him because they thought that? Bullshit. Ansgar would never abuse any boys or anyone. Fuck. We don't have to think about that now, Mikkel. Ansgar is safe with us here and that bastard father won't hurt you anymore."

Fredrik pulled Mikkel in for a hug and stroked his hair. He knew Sigurd could probably help better with this but the young Swede was here for his friend. So much trauma though for such young men. It wasn't right.

"Yeah, I'm sure Torden will. He is such a cute man. Not as cute as you though."

The bassist nuzzled into Mikkel's neck before yanking his hand pulling the dancer out of the elevator shaft and towards the balcony room.

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"Back home they think my brother did a lot of things he didn't. That's why he had to leave and go to Germany." Mikkel didn't know if he wanted to talk or not but this was something he definitely couldn't talk to Sigurd about. He was afraid of what Sigurd might do sometimes if he found out everything he went through. Fredrik was easier to talk to.

"Torden is sweet and really sexy." Mikkel giggled from the nuzzling. "I've seen him naked before and he's... uh.. well, there's a reason Lars screams so much." Mikkel started laughing, cheeks red, as he followed Fredrik.

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"Poor Ansgar. That's just not fair for him. At least he got away from that shitshow back in Denmark."

Fredrik didn't know what else to say so just clung to his friend as they walked through the hotel. A snorted giggle slipped from the Swede's lips at Mikkel's description of Torden.

"You mean he's got a big cock? No wonder Lars loves it in bed. Hjalmar probably does too even though he's too drunk to talk about it most times. Is it bigger than Sigurd's though? Or mine?"

Fredrik laughing because being open with Mikkel was fun.

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"We all are now."

And he was glad for that. However, Fredrik's question startled the Dane to silence as he went bright red and giggled nervously.

"Uh.. I don't think I've ever seen you hard." Mikkel felt embarrassed and his cheeks started burning. "Umm... I think Torden might be a little longer but Sigurd has more girth, I think. I..." Mikkel started giggling. "I used to want to be with Torden. I had a crush on him when I was 11 or 12."

He smiled and shook his head. "I don't think Torden has sex when people are drunk out of their mind. He never has with my brother and they've been together a long time."

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"Yeah, you are. I've never been hard with you, no. Uh----just not with you because you're my cuddle friend! It would be a bit strange and I don't, well I don't want sex with you."

Fredrik hugged Mikkel and tried to tell the Dane the best way he could without getting too embarrassed or snorting out in giggles. He still loved Mikkel just a different love than with someone like an intimate lover.

"More....girth?"

Now the bassist was snorting out in giggles, smirking because it was becoming a dirty conversation. How big the band members cocks were. Why not? It was fun!

"I wonder who's got the biggest cock out of all the band members here."

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"I.." Mikkel turned bright red and then giggled while leaning against Fredrik. "I don't want sex either but sometimes when I think about kissing you I get a little hard."

The openness sort of brought out the types of things that Mikkel would never say to a lot of people but after he said it he worried that maybe it would be taken the wrong way. "You're my soulmate but you're also really fucking sexy too."

The Dane didn't know exactly how to navigate his feelings for Fredrik. He was attracted to him, found him beautiful, loved him, sometimes even felt flutters of something like arousal but the idea of sex was off-putting. He could only hope his friend understood. The flush of his cheeks only deepened.

"I like to suck him because of it." Mikkel started to giggle wildly, hand over the mouth, because he shocked himself saying that but he trusted Fredrik with everything.

"Rekker, Robert? Ziggy? Um... Aarne is pretty big.. Torden?" Mikkel got so red and had to pause to get control of himself. "Aarne told me he saw Tom once and he's got a big cock too."

Now he was getting into territory that really had him laughing. This was out of control. "Um.. Do twins have the same sized cocks? Isn't Jack, Ziggy's twin?"

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"You do? Well, that makes me feel warm inside that you find me attractive, Mikkel. Even though I don't want to have sex with you I do think you're cute and sexy too."

Fredrik kissed Mikkel on the cheek and giggled. It was the truth because how could he not find the tall-legged Dane cute? Mikkel was a very attractive boy. Hearing stories about Sigurd got a laugh out of the Swede.

"I bet he dreams about getting sucked by you every night. Dirty Siggy! Oh---I bet they are all big! Tom? Yeah, he probably does being older and more mature. Do cocks get bigger the older you get?"

The Swede burst out into fits of giggles at such words. Erik said Robert was big so did that mean all the older men were?

"Jack? Zack says he's a good man and his friend. Do you think we should ask Ronno if Ziggy has the same size cock as Jack? Maybe he's seen Jack's too?"

Fredrik blushed and found this whole thing hilarious.

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Mikkel giggled because he was a little embarrassed by his own thoughts. It took him some time as they carried the things out onto their room's balcony before he could speak. "I .. I know you don't want to have sex but.. um.. is there anything you want to do that we don't?"

He was trying to be open about this but it was difficult since he never had anyone in his life. He really should say a lot of these things to Sigurd too but his temper still had the Dane too nervous. Maybe this would help.

Fredrik soon had him giggling again though. "I think he dreams about bending me over things. He curls up against me in his sleep and humps me like a dog sometimes in his sleep." Mikkel just stared at Fredrik for that question and started laughing so hard he almost fell over while setting his food bags down on the small patio table. "I don't think they do. I don't know."

The Dane was younger than everyone else so he had no idea. Mikkel sat down on the carpet out on the balcony and tugged on Fredrik's hand to get him to sit.

"We could ask." Despite the harder subjects threaded in their talking, Mikkel is very happy. "Damien must be like Sigurd. Rik said Damien chased Zack all around trying to get in his pants, like Sigurd did with me."

In Mikkel's mind that kind of made the tall blonde sexier because of his own like of older, dominant men. Now that he thought about it, both men appeared to be high strung too.

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Fredrik stared a little at Mikkel wondering how to answer. He did find the Dane attractive but not in a sexual way as in not wanting to fuck him or anything. Giggling a little he kissed Mikkel's cheek.

"I've thought about doing a full body massage on you. Those long legs of yours and stuff. That could be fun."

He wondered what his friend thought of the idea. That was still platonic, wasn't it? Even if Mikkel would be naked while Fredrik massaged his muscles with oil. Lots of band members must do it to their partners.

"He humps you? Dirty Siggy! I'm going to ask Ronno if Jack's cock is the same as Ziggy's. Shall we both ask?"

That got the young Swede blushing behind his long blond hair, stifling a snort. It would be funny and surely Mick would amuse Fredrik with the answer. That or tell him to fuck off.

"Zack and Damien seem happy even if there is an age difference. Just like you and Siggy. Or Erik and Bjorn."

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Mikkel was figuring out he was a little more sexually open in the relationship than Fredrik but that didn't bother him or change how much he loved the Swede.

"I might scream or... I don't know. I really like being touched." He mentioned nervously and concerned he might get turned on like he did when Sigurd stroked his legs. "I'll give you one, too."

"We should!" Mikkel pulled out his phone and sets it down, calling Ronno and putting it on speaker while waiting for him to answer. The Dane started pulling out the food to arrange it while waiting.

"And me and you." Mikkel grinned and leaned over to kiss Fredrik's cheek, still snorting out giggles from the conversation.

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"Screaming is ok because I do it too."

Fredrik laughed and was pleased that they could share in each other's company and offer each other a massage. It would be intimate and help their bond at the same time. The Swede burst out laughing when Mikkel pulled out his phone and began ringing Mick.

"Oh! You're ringing Ronno now? This should be good."

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Around thirty seconds later Mick picked up the call from his bedside table having just finished fucking Ziggy. Well, this was awkward as fuck. The Dane boy was ringing him. He rolled over in bed and snatched up his phone.

"---yeah? What is it?"

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"I'm ticklish."

The giggle was hard to control between the conversation and hearing Ronno pick up.

"Ronno, Fredrik and I... um, can we ask you something?"

Mikkel has to clamp his hand over his mouth to stop from laughing.

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Fredrik slapped a hand over his own mouth because he was going to laugh so hard at all of this. Mick sounded sleepy over the phone. Had he been asleep?

"Now? I've just---this is me and Zig's private time, like. You picked an awkward time, mate."

Sighing, Mick glanced over towards Ziggy while pressing speaker on the phone so he could hear too.

"Ok, what is it?"