Friends Unite against Pigs

[rebellisk_tarta]

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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[oprorsk_sode]

"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.

[guitar_voodoo]

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?"

[oprorsk_sode]

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?"

[guitar_voodoo]

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?

[oprorsk_sode]

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.

[oprorsk_sode]

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?"

[guitar_voodoo]

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?"

[oprorsk_sode]

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.

[oprorsk_sode]

"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.

[metallhuvud]

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.

[oprorsk_sode]

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.

[metallhuvud]

Bjorn offered a finger to the phone and didn't seem to understand that Mikkel couldn't actually see the Swede's gesture because he was still trashed. Huffing he gave a few last words before pushing the phone to Rekker.

"Fuck you, brat bitch! Go and suck dirty daddy cock!"

The Swede then rolled over and slumped onto his pillow, clearly in no state to hold a decent conversation at all. Speakerphone still activated on both sides. Fredrik giggling whilst drinking.

[rage_rekker]

Mikkel got surly with the loud Swede. "You sound like you need a good fuck to shut your fucking mouth!"

Rekker grumbled more because of the yelling and now Bjorn was laying on top of the pillow which was on top of his head. His hair was getting pulled and the weight was horrible. Reluctantly he pulled himself out from underneath the pillow and Bjorn.

He could hear the giggling on the phone and picked it up, feeling queasy but sometimes the two boys needed help. For all the Brit knew they had been out all night or something.

"Can't this wait?" He grumbled while shifting around to lay his head on Bjorn's hip and wondering how much he ended up drinking last night. He felt like hell.

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Fredrik leaned closer to the phone which was in front of both him and Mikkel, speaking up and trying not to laugh which was very hard.

"We---we've got an important question to ask. It's---"

The Swede burst out into giggles before clamping a hand over his mouth. He might be getting a little drunk on the booze he was drinking but couldn't help it. The actual subject was too hilarious.

"---it's about Ziggy and Jack. They are twins so do they have the same sized cocks? We asked Ronno and he doesn't know."

[rage_rekker]

Rekker pushed his hair out of his face when he heard Fredrik's voice. The boys sounded drunk, of course they were, given all the giggling.

He frowned at the phone and then started laughing too, despite his head pounding. "I don't fucking look at my friend's kid's cock. That's creepy and weird."

Mikkel was drinking while Fredrik was talking then corrected. "That's not what we wanted to know."

Rekker just rolling his eyes as he could only imagine what the question really was but at least it sounded like the boys weren't out anywhere or in trouble for once.

"Do cocks get bigger as you get older?" Mikkel started to giggle. "And do brother or twins have the same sized cocks?" The Dane was laughing so hard he almost spilled his drink.

Rekker could only sigh, of course they were asking him.

[rebellisk_tarta]

Fredrik listened while Mikkel spoke and nearly spat out his drink when the Dane asked about cocks being bigger as you age. That and about brothers having the same sized cocks. Did Sigurd and Karl have the same sized ones? Maybe Mikkel would know but Fredrik didn't want to ask that.

"Yeah, do they get bigger as you get older? Erik might know too being with Robert. Do you have the same size one as Robert?"

The Swede aiming the question at Rekker then collapsing into a fit of giggles. He was getting drunk and this was getting crazy. Bjorn was sound asleep oblivious to it all.

[rage_rekker]

Rekker laid the phone on his chest and rubbed his face with both hands. Why did he always get caught up in the craziness these boys started? There were worse things he supposed.

He let out a breath at these questions. "I'm not the oldest. Devon and Tom are older." He was passing on this question. What did it even mean? He's too hungover to try to think about whether this was even true or not.

"You've been naked with Sigurd and Karl, can't you answer your own questions?" Rekker through the question back to the boys and Mikkel flushed red in the cheeks. He hadn't looked, not that way.

"I've never seen Karl...." Mikkel glanced at Fredrik and shrugged.

Rekker started laughing. "What about your blonde boy there and his brother, or your own brother? Haven't you compared?" He was not even going to go there, as much as it might be funny to have these two call his own brother. Then the Ginger snorted a laugh because he could just imagine the faces of any of the other three.

Mikkel was now red as a tomato because he had thought about Johan too. This was too much and he started to giggle again.

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Fredrik was having so much fun just being with Mikkel and doing crazy shit over the phone after the horrible pigs back at the store. All forgotten now as he took another drink and laughed at Rekker's answer.

"Mikkel hasn't seen my brother that way. Nor Karl. Naked but not---"

The Swede couldn't get the answer out because he was now blushing red. Just talking about erect cocks was bad enough but your own brother and Sigurd---that was even more awkward.

"Everyone has compared one point in their life. But we want to know about you and Robert because you are old men and have big cocks! Erik says Robert is hung like a horse."

Fredrik snorted hard and had to break away from the phone to laugh out loud.

[rage_rekker]

"No, but you've seen your brother naked. Can't you answer Mikkel's question?" Rekker was teasing the boys. He could tell by the tone of the giggles changing that both of them were probably blushing. It served them right for asking this kind of thing.

"I've never done that." Mikkel blurted out. He'd never compared his cock to anyone else's. Of course, he had always been a little shy about getting naked, at least until he got here. This was safe.

Rekker started laughing as he got up to get a drink and something for his headache. "Why don't you ask Erik? That dirty boy has probably drawn everyone naked with all the dirty pictures he draws of my brother. I bet he's compared everyone he's seen."

He took some pain meds and shook his head. "OR ask Torden. He's seen half the cocks here by now, probably."

[rebellisk_tarta]

"I've seen Johan naked of course since we are brothers but----not in the going to have sex way. That is dirty and wrong!"

Fredrik was drunk and couldn't really think properly anymore so just giggled and blushed. This was getting into the trash and fast. Erik---he might know? But then who did he draw? Maybe Hjalmar knew since he was Erik's best friend. Should they ring up Erik?

"I don't know. Maybe Erik knows! He draws Robert's cock so maybe he's done others too?"

It was worth a shot.

[rage_rekker]

"If it's that dirty, why the hell do you think I've done that with my brother?" It was a legitimate question.

Mikkel started to giggle again and shrugged at the suggestion.

Rekker added after a moment of silence. "You could call Erik. Devon and Tom have had the 'most time to get a bigger cock' if that's what happens."

He could not resist sending the boys to harass Devon or Tom. He could only imagine their faces getting these questions.

Mikkel glanced at Fredrik. "Who should we call?"