oprorsk_sode | What the Hell is Going on Here? We Got to Keep Going....

"You deserve it too.

Mikkel was laughing because Fredrik's was infectious. He couldn't resist blurting out his next comment.

"Are you going to ask me to lick it off of there too?" As soon as he said it Mikkel blushed and giggled while burying his face into Fredrik's shoulder.

"Thanks. You're so cute, Mikkel."

Fredrik gasped at Mikkel's comment and then snorted out more giggles. He was blushing so hard now and couldn't help but kiss the Dane on his collarbone. Feeling the shower jets on his skin felt good too. Was the glitter coming off yet?

"Um---maybe try a sponge first?"

The shock in Fredrik's voice had the Dane giggling so hard he couldn't respond at first.

"I was teasing." He reached for the sponge and started lathering it up so he could help his friend get cleaned.

"I know you were."

Fredrik nuzzled into Mikkel's neck, still laughing a little because he loved being with the Dane getting drunk and doing crazy shit. Watching the sponge getting lathered up, Fredrik gently squeezed Mikkel's ass and couldn't help but tease his friend.

"This stuff has to come off."

Mikkel jumped when his ass was grabbed and bumped into Fredrik. Giggling he started to scrub his friend's chest.

"It will come off." Mikkel was having a hard time scrubbing because he was laughing so hard.

"It has to come off because I don't want to go around like this forever! It's pretty but now it just itches and is fucking annoying."

Fredrik realised he'd fallen asleep drunk while leaving the glitter on his body. How many hours had he even slept for? He had no idea. It was almost rock solid on his skin in some places.

"I can feel it hardening and shit on my skin. Near my---well, there."

The blond snorted giggles and pointed to his navel and lower down.

"You're pretty without the glitter." Mikkel blushed as he said that but his focus was on trying to scrub.

"Maybe turn around so you're facing the water?" Mikkel wondered if that would help? Maybe if he reached around and scrubbed while the water was hitting the glitter then it would come of easier.

"Thanks. So are you."

Fredrik gave Mikkel a quick kiss, giggling as he did so, because the sponge tickled against his skin. Was the glitter coming off? The Swede couldn't tell yet. Turning around, Fredrik hoped that the Dane could scrub it off easier.

"How about now. Is it coming off?"

The water was hitting the glitter but the way Mikkel was scrubbing him down caused the bassist's skin to prickle. It tickled too! Fredrik letting out a few squeaks and giggles.

Mikkel reached around Fredrik from behind and scrubbed a little harder while he was in the water. It looked like it was starting to come off.

"Maybe?" Mikkel lost track of the scrubbing when he heard the squeak. He rubbed his face in Fredrik's neck, licking and blowing behind his ear.

The scrubbing was helping because Fredrik looked down at the thin trail of glittery water swirling down the plughole of the shower. It was coming off at least.

"You're doing a good job---it's--ahhh!"

Fredrik almost jumped when he felt Mikkel's tongue licking his neck and then the cool air behind his ear. Fucking tease! The Swede giggled, grabbing the sponge from his friend and turning to face Mikkel, pushing the sponge in his face gently whilst giggling.

Mikkel wasn't expecting the sponge to be stolen away. Giggling and snorting he tried to push the sponge away from his face.

"Noooo!" He's laughing too much to say more. He took to tickling Fredrik's sides, high up near the underarms to try and get him to stop with the sponge.

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.

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.

"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."

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.

"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.

"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.

"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.

"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.

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.

"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.

"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.

"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.

"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.

"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.

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