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

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.

"You're against me being a cheeky Dane!"

Fredrik laughed and the couldn't ignore what was going on down between his legs. How did this even happen? The sponge and Mikkel scrubbing him over his crotch had done this. The touch was arousing and Fredrik hadn't even meant to get hard like this at all.

"It's ok---I just didn't know a sponge could feel nice down there is all."

It was more Mikkel being close to him and the rubbing motion.

"I'm against the wall! I don't have a choice." Mikkel was loud but laughing still.

"I.." Mikkel bit his lip and then kissed the back of Fredrik's shoulder. "Uh... should I scrub or... " Mikkel broke into giggles, snorting from his embarrassment about what he was going to say. "Um... do you want me to do... something?"

Something... like his hands or mouth? As soon as Mikkel thought it his cheeks went so hot that he buried his face in Fredrik's wet hair.

Fredrik had nearly forgotten that Mikkel was currently against the wet tiles of the shower and clapped a hand over his mouth at it all. As for what Mikkel was offering, the Swede didn't really have an answer so went silent for a moment or two before bursting into more giggles.

"I---I don't know! Um----I like the sponge on my--"

The bassist pointing down towards his semi-hard cock because saying it was just too awkward right now. Maybe Mikkel might like scrubbing him down there with the sponge but what if he wanted more? Fredrik's body might crave more than just the sponge...

Mikkel started to giggle even more, uncontrollably and leaning against Fredrik's back.

"Did you ask me to give you a hand job with the sponge?" His voice is high, shocked, and broken by giggles. However, he would if that was what Fredrik wanted.

"I think so? A sponge job?"

Fredrik found that so amusing he snorted more giggles out and felt his face red all over. This was so funny! The Swede feeling awkward that he'd gotten hard at the touch but wanting Mikkel to touch him.

"Your touch feels nice."

Mikkel giggled but he nodded and started rubbing the sponge over his friend's cock. Maybe he should add a little pressure? He wasn't sure.

"I like touching you." Mikkel was starting to have the same problem. Stroking Fredrik and hearing him ask for it had the Dane starting to get hard. He was pinned there and embarrassed that Fredrik was going to feel it happening.

Fredrik hadn't meant to become aroused but his body had just reacted to the touch and it felt good. He was blushing all shades of red now and enjoying how the Dane was brushing the sponge over his crotch.

"I like touching you too but---I've never shared moments like this with a friend before--not like you, Mikkel. This is special what we have."

The Swede leant back slightly into his friend and could feel Mikkel starting to get hard. Oh! So, they were both going to end up hard. What to do! Maybe the Dane could bring his friend off? The thought caused Fredrik to giggle louder.

"You're not just my friend." Mikkel whispered while trying to figure out how to be the one taking the lead in something like this. He was usually the submissive one, even if he was a brat about it.

"I love you." He wondered if that meant... "Are we boyfriends, like dating and not .. you know just friends?"

Mikkel was having a hard time concentrating because everything about this was turning him on, though it felt different than what he felt around Sigurd. He didn't want to tease or drive Fredrik crazy like he did the other Swede.

The Dane couldn't help how his body naturally rocked against Fredrik as he kissed the blonde's neck but he's also aware that the bassist might want to stop at any moment.

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