Felix Mikkel Soeren (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
oprorsk_sode) wrote2021-11-04 12:54 am
oprorsk_sode) wrote2021-11-04 12:54 am
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"He does."
Mikkel was used to being the tallest person around, especially in heels. Unless him and Aarne were together then it was a matter of who decided to wear the bigger heels.
It was true that the Dane had one of the larger apartments in the building since they needed two bedrooms, one for Sigurd and one for Fredrik.
"We'll start simple and then if you are up for it, lifts and inversions."
Pole dancing was for all levels and Mikkel could teach him things to be hot even if his feet never left the floor.
Mikkel was used to being the tallest person around, especially in heels. Unless him and Aarne were together then it was a matter of who decided to wear the bigger heels.
It was true that the Dane had one of the larger apartments in the building since they needed two bedrooms, one for Sigurd and one for Fredrik.
"We'll start simple and then if you are up for it, lifts and inversions."
Pole dancing was for all levels and Mikkel could teach him things to be hot even if his feet never left the floor.
Bjorn liked that he was one of the tall members of the tour along with Damien, Aarne and Mikkel. Then there was the goliath of a man; Harald. He was wide as he was tall.
"I call Rekker my ginger bastard."
The Swede nodded and wondered what lifts and inversions meant but he trusted Mikkel to explain everything first before getting onto the pole. This would be fun. Surely, this would be a nice surprise for Rekker to watch once Bjorn had mastered some cool moves.
"The stripping part I'm good at."
A cheeky wink and a giggle.
"I call Rekker my ginger bastard."
The Swede nodded and wondered what lifts and inversions meant but he trusted Mikkel to explain everything first before getting onto the pole. This would be fun. Surely, this would be a nice surprise for Rekker to watch once Bjorn had mastered some cool moves.
"The stripping part I'm good at."
A cheeky wink and a giggle.
"It's easier if you are targeting a single person." Mikkel told the Swede as they walked into the living room where he had put the pole on the wooden floor.
"How does Rekker like to see you move? Is there anything that just makes him crazy?"
"How does Rekker like to see you move? Is there anything that just makes him crazy?"
"Single person--ok. Well, it'll be Rekker, no one else."
Bjorn noticed the pole on the wooden floor and how it was secured to the ceiling. A good design. Fuck, he was about to learn how to pole dance! The Swede giggled the squealed at the thought of Rekker watching him with hungry eyes.
"He loves watching my legs and ass. I sort of wiggle my ass at him to rile him up."
Bjorn noticed the pole on the wooden floor and how it was secured to the ceiling. A good design. Fuck, he was about to learn how to pole dance! The Swede giggled the squealed at the thought of Rekker watching him with hungry eyes.
"He loves watching my legs and ass. I sort of wiggle my ass at him to rile him up."
"OK. Here is something you can do."
Mikkel went up to the pole, standing close to it and holding on about waist high. "Just keep your feet together while doing this or you can slip."
He pointed up in the toes of his high heels and pushed in such a way that he ended up with his ass sticking out and bent over. "That's something we can put in somewhere. Do you want to try?"
Mikkel went up to the pole, standing close to it and holding on about waist high. "Just keep your feet together while doing this or you can slip."
He pointed up in the toes of his high heels and pushed in such a way that he ended up with his ass sticking out and bent over. "That's something we can put in somewhere. Do you want to try?"
Bjorn watched with determination because he didn't want to fuck this up. Nodding, he followed Mikkel in his actions before getting onto the pole and wanted to try it.
"Ok. Yeah, I think I get it, babe. Your feet that way in and---ass out bent over."
The Swede got onto the pole, kept his feet firmly together while copying the Dane's actions, hoping to get it right and aim his ass out towards where an invisible Rekker might be sat. He snorted out a few giggles before concentrating once more.
"Like this?"
"Ok. Yeah, I think I get it, babe. Your feet that way in and---ass out bent over."
The Swede got onto the pole, kept his feet firmly together while copying the Dane's actions, hoping to get it right and aim his ass out towards where an invisible Rekker might be sat. He snorted out a few giggles before concentrating once more.
"Like this?"
"Exactly." Mikkel nodded. Sure it was a little off but Rekker wouldn't notice and Mikkel knew he was just learning.
"OK, once you are out here, step to the side and stay on your toes. Then lean back and pull. You'll slide back to the pole. Then hump it like the pole is his lap."
Mikkel started giggling and flushed but showed Bjorn what he meant. They could parrot each other for now. "When you're on stage though you don't have to do everything exactly in order. I usually let the music guide me and go with it."
"OK, once you are out here, step to the side and stay on your toes. Then lean back and pull. You'll slide back to the pole. Then hump it like the pole is his lap."
Mikkel started giggling and flushed but showed Bjorn what he meant. They could parrot each other for now. "When you're on stage though you don't have to do everything exactly in order. I usually let the music guide me and go with it."
Taking in everything that Mikkel was telling him, Bjorn tried a few more moves out, wanting to do it in order as how the Dane was telling him. He leaned back and pulled while the sliding back to the pole, imagining Rekker was right there watching him.
"This will be fucking hilarious, babe. Him watching me while I move in time with the music. Do you think they'll let me dance even though I'm a boy?"
Did that mean Bjorn would have to pretend to be a girl like Mikkel? The Swede hadn't even thought of that.
"This will be fucking hilarious, babe. Him watching me while I move in time with the music. Do you think they'll let me dance even though I'm a boy?"
Did that mean Bjorn would have to pretend to be a girl like Mikkel? The Swede hadn't even thought of that.
Mikkel watched Bjorn practice and gave him little pointers here and there.
"Um...." Mikkel hadn't thought about it either but his mind did go to something else. "Maybe... uh.. Rekker is like Sigurd and gets pissed when people look at you so... "
He could already imagine the anger and Aarne wouldn't be able to hold both of them back. "Do you think we could rent the bar for the night? I heard people mention they did that in New York."
Then things wouldn't matter and the two men probably wouldn't turn on the band members even if they were waving money or something because it would be friendly and not leering. Now Mikkel felt worried but it should be ok.
"Um...." Mikkel hadn't thought about it either but his mind did go to something else. "Maybe... uh.. Rekker is like Sigurd and gets pissed when people look at you so... "
He could already imagine the anger and Aarne wouldn't be able to hold both of them back. "Do you think we could rent the bar for the night? I heard people mention they did that in New York."
Then things wouldn't matter and the two men probably wouldn't turn on the band members even if they were waving money or something because it would be friendly and not leering. Now Mikkel felt worried but it should be ok.
"We could rent the whole place out then we won't get cockheads and bastards staring at us or being fucking morons."
Bjorn nodded. It would be better for just the band members to be patrons as such so they could cheer both Mikkel and Bjorn on for dancing. At least then Sigurd and Rekker wouldn't lose their shit and start a fight.
"I did hear about when Ziggy brought the bands together in New York for the start of the tour. A good idea from the old man too."
Tom was tour manager so had the right idea about excluding members of the public when the tour was taking over a whole fucking hotel or club. After Bjorn and Mikkel had finished dancing no doubt Rekker and Sigurd would be gagging for it.
Bjorn nodded. It would be better for just the band members to be patrons as such so they could cheer both Mikkel and Bjorn on for dancing. At least then Sigurd and Rekker wouldn't lose their shit and start a fight.
"I did hear about when Ziggy brought the bands together in New York for the start of the tour. A good idea from the old man too."
Tom was tour manager so had the right idea about excluding members of the public when the tour was taking over a whole fucking hotel or club. After Bjorn and Mikkel had finished dancing no doubt Rekker and Sigurd would be gagging for it.
Fredrik squeaked when he felt Mikkel's fingers tickling his sides and up near his underarms. Fuck! It was too ticklish and the Swede was now laughing and giggling hard. Both boys were ticklish and the shower cubicle was being filled with screams and giggles.
"Ahh, Mikkel!---"
The Swede eventually stopped tickling the Dane with the sponge because he was squirming to get away from those fingers.
"Ahh, Mikkel!---"
The Swede eventually stopped tickling the Dane with the sponge because he was squirming to get away from those fingers.
Once Fredrik stopped tickling so did Mikkel who leaned in to kiss the laughing Swede.
"I think that helped some of the glitter come off." Mikkel only mentioned it because he could see it in the water swirling around at their feet.
"I think that helped some of the glitter come off." Mikkel only mentioned it because he could see it in the water swirling around at their feet.
"That's where I heard it too." Mikkel mentioned as he went to get his phone and text Tom to see if they might be able to rent out one of the strip clubs, sans the dancers, tonight or the next night maybe? After that was done he went back to Bjorn and helping him.
"A good thing to do is pretend the pole is Rekker." The way a lapdance could be done on a pole, he knew at least Sigurd got all hot and bothered over it. Rekker probably would too.
"A good thing to do is pretend the pole is Rekker." The way a lapdance could be done on a pole, he knew at least Sigurd got all hot and bothered over it. Rekker probably would too.
"Yeah, I think you're right. Look. Some of it's come off my chest and belly."
Fredrik ran his hand over his smooth body and noticed it didn't feel prickly or scratchy anymore. Mikkel had helped rid himself of the sticky glitter and he felt almost normal again.
"If it wasn't for you I'd end up having this stuff stuck to me for a long time. I couldn't go on stage like this."
Fredrik ran his hand over his smooth body and noticed it didn't feel prickly or scratchy anymore. Mikkel had helped rid himself of the sticky glitter and he felt almost normal again.
"If it wasn't for you I'd end up having this stuff stuck to me for a long time. I couldn't go on stage like this."
Mikkel looked away and started to giggle.
"I put it on you." He snorted a laugh but then went back to trying to scrub Fredrik clean. The Dane blushing red because he realized he was going to have to scrub down lower.
"I put it on you." He snorted a laugh but then went back to trying to scrub Fredrik clean. The Dane blushing red because he realized he was going to have to scrub down lower.
"Yes, you did but I slept in it forgetting it was still on me!"
Fredrik snorted out giggles and started to laugh at his predicament. Fancy falling asleep drunk whilst covered in glitter. Had any of the other tour members done it? Lars or maybe Gilly with Hunter? Bjorn? Rekker hated glitter and so did Hans as far as Fredrik knew. The sponge felt good against his skin though and he didn't want Mikkel to stop.
"You can clean lower if you'd like uh---sort of down here."
The boy started to blush but trusted Mikkel.
Fredrik snorted out giggles and started to laugh at his predicament. Fancy falling asleep drunk whilst covered in glitter. Had any of the other tour members done it? Lars or maybe Gilly with Hunter? Bjorn? Rekker hated glitter and so did Hans as far as Fredrik knew. The sponge felt good against his skin though and he didn't want Mikkel to stop.
"You can clean lower if you'd like uh---sort of down here."
The boy started to blush but trusted Mikkel.
"I was going to lick it off and you passed out."
Mikkel was now bright red and giggling against Fredrik. "I need to.. or someone does."
Mikkel glanced down and decided to work on Fredrik's hips and ass cheeks first. He's not usually shy but he's feeling it a bit right now.
Mikkel was now bright red and giggling against Fredrik. "I need to.. or someone does."
Mikkel glanced down and decided to work on Fredrik's hips and ass cheeks first. He's not usually shy but he's feeling it a bit right now.
"Maybe I wouldn't have felt it because I was passed out drunk."
Fredrik was ticklish and if he hadn't been so smashed and passed out he might have screamed and laughed if Mikkel had started licking it off his naked skin. The Swede was glad for his friend being here to help clean him up.
"Tickles."
The bassist liked how Mikkel was being soft with the sponge over his ass and hips. He couldn't help but squirm a little because the sponge was tickly.
Fredrik was ticklish and if he hadn't been so smashed and passed out he might have screamed and laughed if Mikkel had started licking it off his naked skin. The Swede was glad for his friend being here to help clean him up.
"Tickles."
The bassist liked how Mikkel was being soft with the sponge over his ass and hips. He couldn't help but squirm a little because the sponge was tickly.
"It wouldn't be any fun with you passed out."
Which was why Mikkel had wandered off to do other things. He had been to drunk to think about this being the outcome of leaving his friend in all the glitter.
"I could make it worse." Mikkel laughed as he leaned in to kiss the Swede and ran the sponge down his crack. The Dane giggling so hard into the kiss that he almost fell into Fredrik.
Which was why Mikkel had wandered off to do other things. He had been to drunk to think about this being the outcome of leaving his friend in all the glitter.
"I could make it worse." Mikkel laughed as he leaned in to kiss the Swede and ran the sponge down his crack. The Dane giggling so hard into the kiss that he almost fell into Fredrik.
The sponge being run down his crack had the Swede squeaking a little as it felt very ticklish there as well as sensitive. He felt Mikkel nearly fall into him, giggling as he often did.
"Mikkel!---that tickles---"
Fredrik leant back to kiss Mikkel's cheek before turning forwards once more so that the Dane could continue to wash his friend. It was turning into a giggle fit as it often did with Fredrik now blushing and trying to not fall forwards. The way Mikkel was touching him though---that was making his skin prickle in all sorts of ways. Sort of embarrassing ways too.
"Mikkel!---that tickles---"
Fredrik leant back to kiss Mikkel's cheek before turning forwards once more so that the Dane could continue to wash his friend. It was turning into a giggle fit as it often did with Fredrik now blushing and trying to not fall forwards. The way Mikkel was touching him though---that was making his skin prickle in all sorts of ways. Sort of embarrassing ways too.
"I.. I have to get it off your ass." Mikkel was trying to make sure neither of them fell over in all the giggling. The Dane had to stop to push his hair out of his eyes and glanced down at Fredrik. He was going to have to wash the front too. That had him red as a beet.
"This will more." Laughing from his nervousness he reached down to scrub Fredrik's crotch too.
"This will more." Laughing from his nervousness he reached down to scrub Fredrik's crotch too.
"How much is on my ass? I can't see---"
Fredrik tried to turn around to see down where it was stuck on his cheeks but couldn't and nearly ended up falling backwards into Mikkel. He was giggling hard and biting his lip when the Dane moved to scrub his crotch. That got a high pitched soft scream from the Swede who snorted out more giggles at the touch.
"---Mikkel!"
But it did feel good and the sponge was soft against his cock, causing his skin to prickle further.
Fredrik tried to turn around to see down where it was stuck on his cheeks but couldn't and nearly ended up falling backwards into Mikkel. He was giggling hard and biting his lip when the Dane moved to scrub his crotch. That got a high pitched soft scream from the Swede who snorted out more giggles at the touch.
"---Mikkel!"
But it did feel good and the sponge was soft against his cock, causing his skin to prickle further.
"I can't see either."
Mikkel tried to lean around the Swede to see but he couldn't either. Fredrik's scream got a laugh from the Dane.
"You told me to." He tried not to think he was doing something wrong, pausing in scrubbing to see how Fredrik was reacting then laughed. "You have gooseflesh."
Mikkel poked at his arms where Fredrik had prickles all over his skin.
Mikkel tried to lean around the Swede to see but he couldn't either. Fredrik's scream got a laugh from the Dane.
"You told me to." He tried not to think he was doing something wrong, pausing in scrubbing to see how Fredrik was reacting then laughed. "You have gooseflesh."
Mikkel poked at his arms where Fredrik had prickles all over his skin.
"But you're behind me scrubbing my ass! How can you not see?"
The bassist was laughing louder, wondering if Mikkel was just being a tease. Surely, he could see how much glitter was on the Swede's ass? Fredrik was enjoying the sponge and Mikkel's touch so just leant back to kiss the Dane's arm.
"I do?"
The poke got another giggle and Fredrik was beginning to blush harder because his cock was reacting to the sponge brushing. He was semi-erect! Oh no.
The bassist was laughing louder, wondering if Mikkel was just being a tease. Surely, he could see how much glitter was on the Swede's ass? Fredrik was enjoying the sponge and Mikkel's touch so just leant back to kiss the Dane's arm.
"I do?"
The poke got another giggle and Fredrik was beginning to blush harder because his cock was reacting to the sponge brushing. He was semi-erect! Oh no.
"Because you're against me." Mikkel bucked his hips playfully into Fredrik's ass then started to giggle.
"You ...." Mikkel's words broke off when he felt that Fredrik was getting aroused. He bit his lip, giggling, and unsure if he should go on rubbing or stop. "Umm... I.. I didn't mean to..."
Didn't mean to turn Fredrik on? Mikkel didn't know but his cheeks are on fire now.
"You ...." Mikkel's words broke off when he felt that Fredrik was getting aroused. He bit his lip, giggling, and unsure if he should go on rubbing or stop. "Umm... I.. I didn't mean to..."
Didn't mean to turn Fredrik on? Mikkel didn't know but his cheeks are on fire now.
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