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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"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?"

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Mikkel had to bite his lip to stop the giggles and he couldn't look at Fredrik.

"You answer the phone while you're..." Nope, Mikkel started laughing because he thought Mick was talking to them in the middle of sex or something. He couldn't help it and and finally got himself under control.

"Ziggy and Jack are twins?" Mikkel finally asked.

Ziggy raised a brow at the phone because he could sense the mischief in Mikkel's words but answered anyway. "Yes, we're twins."

"So...um..." Mikkel glanced at Fredrik and had to hold down the laughter. "Um.. Ronno, are their cocks the same size, you know, because they're twins?"

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Fredrik snorted through his fingers and his eyes went wide. This was so fucking hilarious! Would Ronno be pissed?

"What? No, you cheeky bugger, what?---"

Mick did a double take and then wiped his face with his hand pushing away some sweaty strands of blond hair from his eyes. Ziggy was finding this hilarious, of course he was. Mick just went wide-eyed and didn't know what to say but then felt a blush form across his cheeks.

"You're fucking joking aren't you? Are you smashed? I haven't seen Jack's cock you cheeky little bastard."

Was Mikkel seriously asking this?

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Mikkel could help but giggle when he heard the surprise in Mick's voice.

"No!" Mikkel sounded offended. "We haven't drank anything yet." This was a sober question. It would be so much worse if they were drunk. The Dane could hear Ziggy giggling on the other end of the phone and it caused him to giggle even more.

"Torden says you can't help it sometimes because brothers, or twins, look so much alike it's hard not to find them both hot and want two." Mikkel explained and knew he felt some of that Karl and Johan were certainly both sexy. "I think you're a fibber."

Mikkel leaned against Fredrik biting his lip against the giggling that was trying to get out.

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Mick couldn't help but go wide-eyed and was now blushing so hard. He'd had dreams and fantasies about having more than one version of Ziggy in his bed because how could he not? He was in love with Ziggy and found him very attractive so Jack, being the same, would be arousing too. Except that he was involved with Balthazar and wasn't the same personality as Ziggy, even if their bodies were alike.

"Fuck! I'm not bloody lying. Just because I sleep with Ziggy doesn't mean I---well, it doesn't mean I go around sneaking peeks at Jack's bloody cock!"

The guitarist was getting a little flustered and glanced back at Ziggy. Fucking hell! Fredrik was covering his mouth with both hands now.

"You'll have to ask the angel Balthazar about Jack's cock. He's in the Nexus."

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Ziggy started giggling harder and kissed Mick's cheek before trying to derail the boys.

"I think it's normal to think but I don't think most people act on them." Ziggy interjected before going on. "Have you had both of your men in bed at the same time?"

Mikkel went beet red instantly, gasping in shock. Who had told Ziggy that? He glanced at Fredrik and then at the phone. "They're not twins."

He was trying anything to deflect Ziggy's accusation because he certainly had more than one heated dream about this exact thing even if Sigurd and Fredrik would absolutely not do it in real life. The Dane got snippy and turned the question around on Ziggy.

"He's your brother. Do you think about sleeping with him and someone else at the same time?" Mikkel's words had bite from his embarrassment and it was Ziggy's turn to get wide-eyed and pink in the cheeks.

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Mick just sighed and grabbed his smoke box from the bedside table, lighting up and scooting up back up the bed to lean against the headboard. This was so fucking embarrassing. Now it seemed Ziggy was getting the questions and Mick just stared while blowing smoke above his head.

"Bloody cheeky bastard."

The blond snorted out a giggle but then frowned when Mikkel suggested about Ziggy sleeping with someone else and Jack. This was going beyond personal space. Fredrik started to giggle because he couldn't hold it in any longer.

"I'm too tired for this shit."

Mick rested his head against Ziggy's shoulder.

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Ziggy could only sigh and understand why Mick was feeling annoyed but he also understood the two young men on the other end meant nothing bad by it. He could sense their curiosity and the silly humor, even over the distance.

"Ask someone else." Ziggy said firmly enough that Mikkel shut up and didn't respond. "Have a good lunch." The Anthean hung up and if Mick was upset he could talk to him after the boys were off the other end.

Mikkel glanced at Fredrik, worried at first and then bursting into giggles. That was hilarious. "Maybe we should ask someone else?"

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Mick wasn't in the mood for their intrusive questions and felt a flash of jealous coarse through him due to his emotional state after coming down from sex. That and feeling embarrassed about the whole issue.

"They're young lads but some things are private."

Holding Ziggy close, Mick was already dropping off next to the Anthean after amazing sex. Fredrik looked at Mikkel for a moment or so before bursting out in laughter. Maybe Ronno had gotten a little annoyed but it had been worth the call.

"Yeah! I mean we didn't mean to piss Ronno off but Ziggy told us to ask someone else. Let's phone Robert then Tom next?"

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Mikkel glanced down at the phone and shrugged. "Do you think they'll tell us?"

The Dane was up for anything and calling was easier. In person, Mikkel didn't think he could do this at all. "Who else is older?"

There were a few and Mikkel started giggling at the thought of calling Rekker, though the Ginger did usually answer his questions, even the strange ones.

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"I don't know. Maybe? We could always phone up Rekker. He's older and he's ginger like Ziggy and Jack!"

Fredrik now laughing even harder because this was fun. Maybe grouchy Rekker could answer them because he knew Ziggy and Jack well since being close to the family. Tom might know too since Ziggy is his kid. Was Jack too?

"Let's phone Rekker first!"

The Swede filling both their glasses with booze from the store, hoping they would get somewhere.

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"Maybe?" Mikkel was scrolling through his contacts on the phone. Being the youngest around, most of the musicians had given him their numbers.

"Ok." Mikkel dialed Rekker's number while sipping on his drink. He set the phone down on speaker to start pulling to food out and the paper plates.

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Bjorn was still half asleep as he'd taken shit loads of coke the night before while out with Blixt at a club. He'd gotten drunk too but mostly just buzzing from the coke he'd shared out with his band members. Now, laying across Rekker's bed naked and trashed Bjorn heard a buzzing noise then music like a ringtone.

Rekker's phone was going off.

"Fuck!----who the fuck is calling? I'll get it, babe."

Picking up the phone Bjorn squinted half asleep and read the caller's ID. Brat? Bass? Who the fuck was this? Answering the phone, Bjorn screamed down the mouthpiece and then sat up in bed with his legs tangled in the sheets.

"WHO THE FUCK IS THIS? It's too early for this shit! If it's pizza or whatever just leave it outside on the porch. No strippers because I didn't order any--that was Ulrik and he was trashed. FUCK OFF! AHHHHH!"

Bjorn then laid the phone on the bed accidentally pushing the speaker button with his thumb.

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Rekker was still sleeping which said a lot about how the night before had been. Even he had ended up in the booze. However, no amount of hungover could keep Bjorn's screaming from cutting through his sleepiness and he slapped the singer's ass, hard for his big mouth.

"You're too fucking loud." Rekker grouched, turning over on his stomach beside Bjorn and covering his head with the pillow.

Mikkel was startled by the screaming but knew exactly who was on the other end. "You fuck off. I didn't call for you and your loud mouth."

The Dane gave the bitching right back. "Put your ginger on the phone!"

Rekker could hear Mikkel screaming through the phone now too. It made his head spin and he groaned angrily under the pillow. Bjorn was bad enough without screaming Danes too.