rebellisk_tarta | Lights, camera....action!

Lights, camera....action!

Fredrik and Mikkel had rooted through Hunter's adult film collection because they had felt like it. The dirty old fox owning all these cheesy, dirty cliche porn films. But oh! Fredrik was now showing Mikkel a rather special themed one.

"Look! Look what I found! It's a sexy spy porn with a boy and an older man. Let's watch this with Erik and Robert! We can make an evening out of it."

Surely, this would be the best idea because it would be hilarious for Erik and Robert to not know what the film was about. That it was hardcore porn. Erik loved spy films didn't he?

"What do you think?"

The bassist now snorting out giggles while showing Mikkel the back of the film box. It showed a man in his late forties with a younger man suggestively bending over a car. Perfect! Erik and Robert wouldn't know it was a porn film because Fredrik would hide the box cover. They could just assume it was an action film.

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Robert smiled and pulled Erik a little closer but he glanced over at the boys.

"What's the title of this movie?"

Mikkel's eyes got wide and he glanced at Fredrik for help. He couldn't say anything without laughing so much he would give himself away.

Fredrik's eyes went wide and he nearly choked on the piece of pizza he'd just stuffed into his mouth. What were they supposed to say now! Robert couldn't know the real title otherwise that would give the game away. Maybe Mikkel could make one up?

"Um---hang on...what was it again, Mikkel?"

He gave Mikkel a slight shove in the side gently and wondered what they could come up with. They could just say the title got rubbed off because it was an older version of the film and the box was damaged.

Mikkel glanced between Fredrik and Robert while shrugging.

"I don't know. I can't read Swedish." Which was true so there was that.

Robert couldn't argue with that so he focused on Fredrik because he could definitely read the title. Mikkel glanced at Fredrik and then at the TV screen. It was going to get dirty soon too. They were going to get found out one way or another.

Oh gods, this was getting too close.

Fredrik had to think of something and Mikkel had already said he couldn't read the Swedish, which was true, but still. Fuck! He had to say something...

"The label was sort of damaged when I found it. It was in the reduced bin."

Surely Erik and Robert would believe it? Erik just shrugging and snuggling up to Robert, not really bothered about the title because sitting with the Brit and watching the film was fun.

Mikkel let out a breath when Robert went back to watching the movie with Erik.

Mikkel leaned over and whispered to Fredrik, hoping he remembered enough Danish to understand. "Hvornår skal jeg give ham håndjernene?"

Mikkel knew that part was coming up in the movie or thought so from the scene and the pictures that were on the box.

Fredrik did manage to catch enough to understand Mikkel as he tried to respond best he could back in Danish. Surely, Erik didn't understand Danish, did he? If he did then Fredrik would be quiet and whisper it.

"Hvad med at give dem til ham nu? Spionen er ved at skubbe ham mod væggen."

Back on the film, the older spy was now grabbing the boy by the hand, leading him into a bathroom and shoving him against the tiles in an empty stall. Classy. Erik's eyes going wide and his mouth was now half open. Oh gods---this was similar to the bathroom episode with Aarne.

"Ooh, look!"

Fredrik giggling and the noticing the spy kissing the boy and handcuffing him to the toilet pipe.

Mikkel giggled and climbed into Fredrik's lap, giggling, so he could reach the bag. He noticed that the other two were focused on the movie.

He fished the cuffs out and started to giggle. He then leaned over and put the cuffs on Erik's thigh. Then the Dane absolutely had to bury himself against Fredrik to hide the blush and the giggles.

"Look what's doing--"

Fredrik now snorting out giggles whilst nearly dropping his slice of pizza onto the floor. Erik was staring so hard at the screen with a surprised look on his face. It was kinky as fuck and everyone knew it now. As soon as the Dane placed the handcuffs on Erik's thigh, Fredrik buried his face into Mikkel's neck.

"Erik---you've got handcuffs--"

Erik looking down and frowning before glancing towards the blonds. Oh?

Now Robert absolutely knew what was going on. "Mikkel?"

Mikkel looked up wide-eyed and shook his head. "What?"

Robert glanced at the other blonde which sent Mikkel back into giggles.

"What kind of movie is this?" Robert was asking pointed questions now and Mikkel turned toward Fredrik wide-eyed and trying to stifle the giggle induced hiccups.

Fredrik clapped his hand over his mouth as he was about to burst out laughing at Robert's question. Uh oh---

"It's a spy action one that's full of action. That's what it said on the box."

Erik giggling now because the "action" was certainly happening now on the screen as the boy was being undressed by the spy until he was naked. Was this normal in Swedish spy films? Erik knew that it was usually a pretty young woman at the heart of the spy's attention, not a boy. But what if---

"Isn't that right, Mikkel?"

Fredrik giggling at his friend.

The boy now moaning on screen as slow jazz music played in the background while the older spy fondled his crotch while he was handcuffed up.

"Yes, action movie." Mikkel was trying to keep himself under control.

It was short lived though when Robert turned and looked directly at the Dane. "Is this one of Hunter's films?"

Mikkel hiccupped so hard he thought he might throw up but then it devolved into giggles. "Erik wanted to watch the movie."

That wasn't a lie either. When they messaged him, he agreed.

"You said it was a spy action film!"

Erik now trying not to giggle more because he was finding it amusing as well as arousing because of the whole scenario with the older spy and young boy. He often had dirty dreams around Robert being a spy who became authoritative and fucked him. Fredrik nodded, taking a drink so he didn't choke.

"Um---does Hunter have this film?"

The blond looked to Mikkel and then snorted out more a giggles because the moaning was getting louder as the boy was now on his knees sucking the older spy. Erik's eyes so wide and he was now fixed to the screen.

"It is a spy action film." Mikkel confirmed.

Mikkel could only shrug at the question from Fredrik. Who knew what films Hunter had, probably all of them.

Robert didn't know if wanted to laugh or be angry at the two mischievous blondes so he gave a neutral response. "Is this because of what you do with Ivar?"

"What?" Mikkel got wide eyed. "Drink?"

Robert rolled his eyes at the young Dane for deflecting his questions.

"Yes, it's a spy action film for people who like---lots of action."

Fredrik giggled so hard at the last part he nearly shot his pizza box onto the floor so took another large gulp of drink. Fuck, this was so funny! Erik had gone quiet all of a sudden as he was watching the film as in really watching it. Fredrik watched the other Swede and noticed he was shifting around on the couch slightly and breathing a little faster.

"Are you enjoying the film, Erik?"

The guitarist snapping out of his gaze to look at Fredrik. The boy now getting showered in cum as the older spy cried out and came on his face. Fuck, it was dirty!

"I---well, yes. It's got lots of action."

Mikkel was gone. He had all but curled up on Fredrik's lap fighting giggling fits and hiccups.

"Why are we watching porn together?" Robert asked the two blondes very pointedly, not that he was opposed to Erik's reaction, but not with the other two sitting beside them.

"We thought it would be fun because Mikkel watches it with Ivar. We know Erik likes spy action films too."

Fredrik didn't really have a good answer because it was funny. Erik though---he was definitely hard because he was crossing his legs and had a feint blush on his cheeks. Aw, he liked it! The handcuffs would surely come in handy now.

"Mikkel, should we leave these two to watch the rest of the film alone? Erik is---interested in it."

The last few words causing the bassist to snort more giggles out.

Mikkel nodded but he could see that Robert was having none of their talk.

"We should and we can go find Sigurd." Yes, someone else to harass for sure.

Mikkel reached down and sat the whole bag he brought into Erik's lap with a snorted giggle.

Robert knew what their game was about now so maybe they should leave Erik and Robert alone so they could---play kinky games with each other. Erik was now taking sips of drink and sliding his hand up Robert's thigh.

"We can go and find Dirty Daddy. Erik wants to be fucked."

The bassist spoke the last words quietly so Erik couldn't hear. Erik looked into the bag and giggled. All the toys!

Edited 2023-01-01 21:58 (UTC)

Mikkel saw the disapproval from the older Brit and bolted, dragging Fredrik along. It was hard to remember sometimes that the Brits were not as open and unconcerned about such things as many of the others were.

"Come on." Mikkel giggled. "I don't need to see Erik naked."

"No we don't. That's Robert's job. Maybe Erik will get tied to the bed and fucked out of his mind."

Fredrik giggled as both boys exited the room and allowed the two older men to get intimate or whatever. The Swede nuzzled into Mikkel's hair as they walked to find Dirty Daddy.

"Where do you think he is?"

Mikkel slid his arm around Fredrik and smiled. He thought about where Sigurd would be.

"It's late. I bet he's being boring and sleeping." It was an option and closer than any of the other options which would mean looking around in the apartments or the strip.

"He might be in his room drinking with Blixt or out at a bar somewhere. If we can't find him maybe we can ask one of the others."

It was worth a shot as to where Sigurd might be right now since it was about 11pm. Most band members were out drinking down at the Strip somewhere. Sigurd sometimes slept in if he was tired.

"If he's boring, sleepy Siggy then we can wake him up."

"He might be." Mikkel headed for the apartment they all three shared to see if they could find Sigurd.

"He always sleeps on his stomach. We should put ice on his back." Mikkel was feeling mischievous and knew quite well that they would get yelled at or maybe even chased around by the Swede.

"Let's check the room first and if he's not there ask someone else."

Fredrik giggled at the suggestion from Mikkel. Ice cubes on his back while he was sleeping naked? Perfect! Of course this might piss grumpy daddy off but it would be totally worth it. Getting to the door of the apartment, Fredrik opened the door and looked inside. It was dark and there were no lights on.

"Maybe he's asleep. Shall I blow a raspberry in his ear if he is?"

The bassist not clapping a hand over his mouth as to not wake the sleeping daddy if he was indeed in the bed.

"Only if you dodge fast." Mikkel did clap his hand over his mouth as he started to giggling.

He went into the apartment quietly and then headed for the bedroom. He was hoping the Swede was in there because he wanted to harass him and play around.

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