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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Tom thought it would be funny to watch the boys ask one of the Antheans about this. His mind went to Tommy and the astronaut started laughing.

"Good luck." Tom mentioned when he heard that whisper. To be a fly on the wall when they call the drummer.

Mikkel told Tom goodbye and then started to laugh. "Do you think he'll answer us?"

Mikkel asked before shoving a whole spoon full of potatoes in his mouth and scrolling his contacts for the next target.

Mikkel giggled as he dialed. Devon, who didn't drink and turned in early, was awake, more awake than the others, and out on a hike when the phone rang.

"Let me guess, Rekker is trashed and you need something?" Devon knew the boys got up to things because he heard Rekker complain about it. Even if the drummer knew full well that his guitarist loved children and being needed as a parent, which was what Devon saw in the two blondes when they tagged around with Rekker or called him. It was like he was their father or an uncle.

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"He should do? Unless he's busy practicing and then he won't be able to hear us."

Devon on the drums meant he wouldn't be able to hear his phone nor would he want to pick it up if he was busy. Hopefully he would though! Fredrik scooped up some potatoes himself and put them into his mouth, swallowing quickly when Devon answered. That was quick!

"Oh---not quite! We've got a question to ask. Does your cock get bigger the older you get? We've already asked Rekker, Robert and Tom but they didn't give us an answer."

The Swede now glancing to Mikkel hoping for an answer.

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"He practices in the evening. Torden had me ask Rekker for Lars." Mikkel confirmed though he didn't know what Devon might be doing at this time of the day.

"You're asking people if their cock grows?" Devon wanted to be upset and shocked but the list of people they had asked was so hilarious that he found himself laughing as he walked along. What a question to ask!

"Not exactly, no." Was that even an answer? And then Devon wondered why he answered at all. This was insane.

"What does that mean?" Mikkel chimed in because that answer was both a yes and a no. Was the drummer evading them like everyone else?

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"Yes, we're asking if they get bigger the older you get. Since you're one of the oldest on the tour we thought to ask you and Tom along with Robert. Erik says Robert is hung like a horse so we wondered."

Fredrik wondered what Devon meant by his words. It was all so confusing and why was he dodging the question? That part was annoying.

"Mikkel is right. What does it mean? Does it get bigger the older you get?"

They had to know!

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Devon paused and stared out at the woods where he was walking to be away from the madness. However, he was soon laughing. What else could he do?

"No, it doesn't." What harm was there in answering. "If you become a lazy bastard it can get smaller though."

The words were out and then Devon just wanted to face palm. He knew Rekker was the one who sent them to talk to him. He was going to get that bastard back somehow.

"Smaller?" Mikkel was shocked. "How?"

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"Yes, how does it? I've heard about shrinkage when you are in cold water but this is different."

Fredrik looked to Mikkel with wide eyes not knowing what to think. How could it get smaller if you were lazy? Not having sex made it smaller? The Swede was trying to guess.

"Do you mean if you don't have sex it---shrinks?"

This was a worrying fact if true.

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Devon started to laugh but these were just young kids. He couldn't fault them for asking around about things like this, especially in such a sexually open group of people.

"It's..." Devon was wondering how to explain this. "If you don't stay active and your heart gets unhealthy it can make you smaller."

Mikkel was trying to to process this. "Do you mean when you have a heart attack or...."

Devon felt like maybe this was important. This was health stuff and he knew the Danes didn't seem to have any males in their life to give a shit.

"Before that. The same health problems cause both, usually."

Mikkel wasn't following. "But how does that make it smaller?"

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"I don't want to get smaller when I get older or have a heart problem! How does it make it smaller?"

Fredrik was now not giggling anymore and had to know about this for later life. This was knowledge and Devon being more mature and more experienced knew these things. The young Swede eating more potatoes.

"We're all healthy being musicians, dancers and people moving about. This means we won't get shrunken cocks?"

Did that make sense?

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This was going to be a long conversation so Devon found a place to sit down and have a talk with these boys now that he could hear the worry. He wondered what even got them on this subject at all.

"Well, how good your heart pumps blood effects how big and hard you get." This felt embarrassing but also good, to be a mentor of sorts to the younger ones. Was this really much different than teaching any other life skill? Devon is suddenly glad to be isolated where none of the other tour members could possibly hear this.

"You have to stay active when you're older too." Devon didn't even want to know what was going to be asked next.

"Is that why Bjorn says Rekker has a big cock? He's always swimming." Mikkel's mind was churning. "Wait! You rock climb and drum. Do you have a big cock too?"

Devon could only shake his head. What the hell was happening!

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Fredrik couldn't help but snort giggles when Mikkel asked if Devon had a big cock due to his physical activity. The boy wasn't wrong though was he? Surely, if Robert was in the Special Forces and Tom was an astronaut then would that make sense? Rekker swam and surfed so---

"Oh, it must be true! All the older men are still really active so must have big cocks."

The Swede looked at Mikkel and nodded. This had to be it. So, the secret was keeping active when you reached middle age wasn't it? More fucking--that had to be it too.

"How about more fucking to keep it up more? Does that help? Or more jerking off to help with blood flow?"

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"Well, no. You get to whatever size as a teen or young man. Working out isn't going to make it keep getting bigger." Devon started laughing because this was really funny.

"Depending on the sex, that is a type of exercise." Devon could openly admit that without too much embarrassment, though he did other things and not so much sex.

"So, is yours big too?" Mikkel hadn't let that go.

"I'm not telling you. You'll run off and tell Torden and then he'll whisper it to that other drummer." Devon wasn't going to be fooled.

Mikkel turned bright red, feeling caught red handed at part of his schemes.

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"I bet it is big that's why Lars is chasing you around like a love sick puppy wanting your big huge hairy cock!"

Fredrik near collapsed into Mikkel giggling and not holding on to his fork which clattered to the floor because he was drunk. Oops. Picking it back up he cleaned it and then ate some more stew. Surely, this was all Devon would say on the matter now.

"I don't think he'll tell us. How about we phone that Brain boy Ivar slept with? He might tell us about twin cocks!"

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"I don't know why Lars is chasing me around." Devon admitted. At first he did but now he was with the Dane and still chasing him around. "I thought it would stop now that he has a boyfriend."

Mikkel thought it might be worth returning the favor of sharing information. "Um.. Torden is open and I guess Lars is too? I think he thinks you're hotter?" Mikkel glanced at Fredrik who was giggling. "Maybe he likes older men. I do."

It seemed reasonable to Mikkel. Devon was pleasantly surprised by Mikkel being mature for a brief moment though both boys sounded drunk. Had they been up all night or were they starting early.

"I don't have his number." Mikkel admitted. "I have Minoru's, I think."

Devon shook his head at the fact more people were going to get ambushed and it was pretty funny. It was really funny. As far as prank calling, which this sort of was, it was endearing if annoying. They didn't seem to have anymore questions so Devon was quick to get off the phone if he could.

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"Ok, let's phone up Minoru and maybe he can get his brother on the phone."

It would be fun either way. Surely, someone would know the answer regarding cock size and varying sizes between twins. Isamu and Minoru are twins! Fredrik giggled and then kissed Mikkel on the cheek. What a night so far!

"Someone will tell us about cock sizes---the twins have to know!"

The boys were running out of people to call.

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"I'll know if he lies!" Mikkel started giggling. "We can ask Ivar."

Mikkel was already dialing Minoru's phone number.

"If they don't.. do we know Jack's number?" Mikkel didn't. He'd never really met him but they could ask Damien. He'd surely have it. While waiting for Minoru to answer he refilled their glasses.

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By the time they decided to phone the Uchiwa twins, it was well enough into the middle of the morning. A groggy Minoru answered his phone without looking to see who was calling.

“…moshi moshi?” He mumbled, still mostly asleep.

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"Moshi moshi? What?"

Fredrik burst out laughing at what he was hearing over the phone. What language was that even? The Swede nuzzling into Mikkel's neck as he then went to refill his glass and take a bite of bread.

"This is Fredrik and Mikkel here! Is this Minoru?"

The bassist now leaning close to the phone microphone.

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Mikkel couldn't even say anything before he fell against Fredrik while giggling wildly. It was so intense that he dropped the phone and had to flounder to pick it up again.

"We have to ask you something." The Dane was laughing so hard that he was snorting and his cheeks ached. The two had been drinking for way to long, and Mikkel, at least, was starting to get silly from not sleeping too.

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The massive amount of giggling, regardless of how loud or obnoxious it was, barely roused the sleeping orderly. It had been a very long night.

“…mmm, kay? what?” He mumbled, in English this time thankfully.

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Fredrik just bit his lower lip before laughing out loud at Minoru's sleepy response. This was just too good! They were going to have to ask him and now sounded about right. They were both very drunk by this point but still wanting to know the answer.

"We---is this Minoru? We want to ask something. Do cocks get bigger the older you get and are twins cocks the same size? Yours and Isamu's and do you know if Ziggy and Jack's are the same because they are twins too."

There. He said it. Fredrik now nearly dropping the phone on the floor because he was giggling so much holding onto Mikkel for support.

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Mikkel snorted so loudly while trying not to giggle that it made him laugh harder.

"Mostly, twins." Mikkel was trying not to giggle. "Ivar and Erik told us boys always measure thier cocks."

Mikkel hadn't but maybe the twins had.

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The mumbling on the other end of the line was incoherent, but Fredrik and Mikkel could at least make out the rustling noises that followed. And that of a door being opened.

“is’fr you…” Minoru’s voice was softer, his PINpoint wasn’t near his face anymore, but it was still a very sleepy mix of English and Japanese. “Science… doushiteka…”

They could hear a bit of an exclamation as it was unceremoniously dropped. Questions were asked, but Minoru didn’t answer. He just stumbled back to his room and shut the door.

Isamu, meanwhile, picked up the discarded PINpoint and replied, “Hello? …to whom am I speaking, and can I assist you with something?”

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Fredrik realised that Minoru was still half asleep and now the phone was being passed on to his brainy brother. At last! Maybe they could get some answers finally. Laughing into his hand, Fredrik then spoke down the phone;

"Isamu? This is Mikkel and Fredrik we---"

Cue more snorted giggles before he could actually hold a proper intelligent conversation. They were both drunk and the subject matter was---personal to some degree.

"--we want to ask you questions. Do twins have the same cock sizes as in you and Minoru and do Jack and Ziggy have the same size ones? Ronno says Ziggy is big so we guess Jack is."

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Mikkel was going to say something but just snorted out the loudest, drunken giggles.

"We asked Mick but he doesn't know." That was all he could get out before laying against Fredrik and laughing until it hurt.

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It didn’t take long for Isamu to understand why Minoru dropped the PINpint unceremoniously in his lap. The combination of incoherent giggling and highly personal questions would be difficult enough to handle when you’re actually awake.

“Firstly, I have never seen Ziggy’s private parts. And if Minoru has, I am reasonably certain he did not care. However… your sample groups are not exactly a fair comparison.”

Because, technically, Ziggy and Jack weren’t twins. They were the same person from two different worlds and times. But since Isamu was not about to reveal that little nuance, he would just have to operate under the premise that they were identical twins. Fortunately, that didn’t make his reasoning any less accurate.

“Minoru and I are dizygotic twins. Fraternal twins. The result of two separate eggs and two different sperm that happened to be carried during the same pregnancy. Our genetics are no more similar than any other set of siblings. Penis size included.” He continued. “And even monozygotic, or identical, twins can develop genetic differences after the zygote splits due to mutations. Plus, there are always age-dependent epigenetic differences to take into account as well. A set of fifty-year old twins will have approximately four times as many differentially expressed genes as a set of three-year old twins.”

He paused for a moment, to make sure they were still listening.