A Danish Cherry Popping

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It was around an hour or so later that Sigurd had gotten back to the hotel after popping into a perfume shop on the way home from the bar to pick up Lars some expensive perfume. The tarty drummer had accepted this as an apology after being dumped at the bar with many horny men staring at him. That hadn't been pleasant at all. Sigurd, however, had ended up getting sucked by Mikkel and was now wondering where the brat had gotten to. Lars was back at their room helping himself to a drink at the mini bar, sipping on his cocktail and smoking a cigarette when he heard Sigurd finally walk into their room.

"Where the fuck have you been? I thought we could drink and watch some shitty American television in here."

Sig just rolled his eyes at Lars' idea of fun but knew the tart didn't really have anywhere else to go. Devon was no doubt with Rekker or the other Hexed members so it was time with the tart. Not wanting to be rude, Sig just patted Lars on the arm and then poured himself a large scotch. His mind was only on one thing tonight; Mikkel.

"I might be having a visitor in here soon, Lars. The brat. I think some of the other boys are down at the bar area. Ulrik might drink with you. Why don't you go and drink with him? Or that Erik boy? They're all fun people to be around."

Lars just offered a tarty pout before nodding, finishing his drink and slinking past the bassist to head downstairs to join the party there. Fuck, how much perfume was the drummer even wearing? Was that for Devon? Lars knew what was up though. Sigurd wanted the room to himself so he could fuck that Danish brat. Each to their own. If Mikkel didn't appear in the next half an hour or so then the bassist would try his room; the one he was sharing with Ansgar.

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"And you're a bitchy dad."

Mikkel teased as he relaxed from all the anxiety. Reflexively he leaned into Sigurd's body, enjoying the warmth and closeness.

"You already are." Mikkel laughed both from the humor and the way the bassist's lips tickled his neck. "You buy me shit and now you're trying to fuck me."

He got his long fingers into Sigurd's hair, enjoying the softness and giving it a little tug. A few long breaths and the remaining tension started to fade being slowly replaced by arousal.

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"You fucking love it that I'm a bitchy dad, brat."

Sigurd just smiled at that because this whole situation might seem strange to others but to the Swede it was perfectly normal. Mikkel the nervous virgin just coming to terms with his nerves and all the other issues he had going on. Getting naked with a man for the first time and learning his way around.

"I'll continue to buy you shit because I'm your sugar daddy whether you want me to be or not."

Others had sugar daddies. Bjorn, Erik, Ulrik had a sugar mama. It was cute. The brat's long fingers in his hair felt good as Sigurd let out a small sigh of pleasure and pressed up against Mikkel's body, allowing his hands to roam down the brat's back.

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"You're jealous I'm more of a bitch than you."

Mikkel was feeling better than earlier, tension all but forgotten. The normal nervous excitement was there still and the young Dane was finding it arousing.

"So, can I call you Daddy?" Mikkel might have harassed more but his body arched under the touch, sighing from how it made his insides flutter. He shoved his hips against Sigurd when his cock started to throb and harden. He's had so little positive contact that he's easy to turn on.

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"Am I? You're a cocky little shit but I still love you."

Sigurd just rolled his eyes then laughed softly at the daddy comment. Really? The brat wanted to call him Daddy? Fuck. Well, if it pleased the Dane then the Swede would go along with it because it was kind of cute in a way. Did Sigurd like it? Of course he did. If the others heard him say it then---well, he'd deal with that somehow. Bjorn would tease the shit out of him.

"If you want to call me Daddy then how can I say no? Since you fucking like it so much."

The bassist nuzzled into Mikkel's neck, kissing close to his jaw. The hardening of the Dane's cock didn't go unnoticed as Sigurd groaned a little and began grinding his own stiffening cock against the brat's.

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"You love my bratty mouth."

Mikkel started to laugh too. It felt good to tease and play around.

"I like that it annoys you." He admitted just before pressing a cheeky kiss to the bassist's forehead. It doesn't last long though because he's soon giggling and squirming against the Swede's body from how much those kisses tickle. Even being tickled his body naturally matches rhythm, grinding against the older man and gasping from arousal.

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"Too fucking right I do. You're such a bastard."

Sigurd stroked Mikkel's hips and gently allowed his hand to snake around to cup the brat's ass, caressing it and pushing his hard crotch against the Dane, who was warming up to the Swede it seemed. At least he was calming down now and perhaps seeking out pleasurable feelings.

"I want to fuck you, brat. Make you feel good."

The Swede rasped into Mikkel's ear, kissing the shell as he then nibbled gently down the side of the boy's neck. Fuck, did he want him!

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"A dirty bastard."

Mikkel barely got those words out before he gasped, body arching up from the caress. The nervousness is still there because the situation is new but Sigurd's body against his feels so good he can barely keep quiet.

"I already..." He cries out again but this time it isn't fear but the tickling of his ear and neck. The young Dane wiggling around under Sigurd. Even the tickling felt good. Instinctively his legs spread to accommodate the way Sigurd pushed against him as his hands wrapped around the bassist's shoulder. "Oh... you feel good."

The words are broken by gasps and quiet giggles. So much of this tickles as well as feeling good.

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"You're a slutty little bitch then. My slutty brat."

Both men were now naked and in bed with each other enjoying each other's company and intimate touch. Sigurd wanting to calm the Dane before he did anything else sexual considering Mikkel's emotions just a few moments ago. His fears and anxiety---Sigurd just wanted to ease them all away.

"You can trust me, Mikkel. I won't do anything you don't want and if you want me to stop you say so."

The Swede pressed soft kisses along the Dane's neck as he ground his hard cock against the boy's thigh. He was aching and throbbing but going slowly as to allow Mikkel to ease into sex.

"You're not so bad yourself, brat."

A soft gasp of pleasure slipped from Sigurd's lips as he gently rolled over on top of the Dane, kissing Mikkel in a heated embrace.

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Mikkel's giggles get the better of him again. "I'm a virgin. If anyone is a slut, it's you."

He's teasing but truly enjoying himself now that the memories and triggering emotions faded. Everything that was left was normal nerves and shyness natural to the situation.

"You're so clueless." Mikkel came back with the attitude. "I wouldn't be naked if I didn't trust you."

He feels a little offended that Sigurd doesn't realize this but he's not sure why, nor can he focus on it with how Sigurd was shoving against him.

His hands drifted down the bassist's back as he rolled on top pulling a gasp from the young Dane that turns to a groan of pure pleasure. Mikkel feels wound up tight and in the middle of the kiss bites Sigurd's lip. It felt right and had the Dane spreading his legs farther, rocking up into Sigurd while moaning into the kiss.

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"You're right about that. Fucking hot, sexy virgin brat."

The Dane's gasps and noises of pleasure only made Sigurd want Mikkel even more as he suckled the boy's earlobe and then pressed kisses along his bared chest. It was cute how the Dane was reacting to Sigurd's touch and so arousing too. Pushing some of his dark hair back the Swede smirked.

"Maybe I am clueless at times but how about you help me with that when I'm a fucking idiot."

Sigurd knew he could be a stubborn, angry and difficult bastard at times but wanted to prove to Mikkel that he loved and respected the boy for who he was. It might take time but hopefully the Dane would understand Sigurd and who he really was under the whole daddy protective demeanour.

"I need to get the lube out of the cupboard---"

Leaning over Mikkel he reached into the cupboard drawer and pulled out a bottle of scented lube. It was strawberry scented because for some reason Blixt had shit loads of the stuff. Bjorn. Ah well it came in useful and Sigurd liked the scent anyway. He would make sure to lube the brat up good and proper before sliding into him.

"This might be a bit cold at first but you'll get used to it."

Sigurd popping the cap and drizzling some onto his fingers, warming it in his palm and then gently probing at the Dane's tight ring.

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Lips on his smooth, bared chest felt so erotic that Mikkel shivered and it raised goosebumps all of the Dane.

"I always do." Mikkel might be bratty about it but he always told Sigurd when he looked clueless. As Sigurd leaned over him Mikkel kissed the bare chest above him, purposefully kissing the nipple to see how the Swede would react.

This was the part that he was nervous about and his eyes were glued on Sigurd, watching what he was doing. He gasped at first from the touch and coolness but also clenched up from his nerves. He didn't even know he needed to relax or that he was even tightening up.

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As soon as Mikkel kissed Sigurd's nipple the Swede gasped and then giggled a little himself because that felt good. A little ticklish but definitely good. Fucking tease. Gently, he probed at the Dane's hole, realising that Mikkel had never been breached before so how would he know what to do?

"Just relax. I'm going to ease you open with my fingers, sliding in and out. It'll feel good soon. Just allow your muscles to loosen."

The Swede giving the boy a kiss on the lips as he gently circled the tight ring with his slick fingers. Offering advice seemed the easiest way to ease Mikkel into it and to teach him how things worked between two men.

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Mikkel giggled at the reaction to the nipple kiss. He'd remember that later. He tried to relax but he felt knotted up inside and full of jittery and fluttery butterflies. Relaxing and staying still were difficult.

He was trying but the kissing helped. Gently, he tugged Sigurd back to kiss him again, deepening it, and wanting to learn how all this open mouthed kissing worked. Making out, especially those deep kisses, relaxed the Dane.

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"How does this feel?"

Sigurd hoping to reassure the brat as he slowly began to insert a slick finger into the Dane's tight ring. He knew it was going to be extra tight since Mikkel had never been breached before and would require extra patience. The Swede in no rush since this was their special moment together. A few more kisses along Mikkel's neck and Sigurd began pushing his digit further inside.

"It'll get better, brat. Just allow your muscles to relax."

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"I.. I don't know."

It was an honest answer because it was a new experience and he was trying to relax. The Dane hadn't even been this close to someone undressed let alone doing anything sexual. Those kisses got a gasp as Mikkel threaded his fingers into Sigurd's hair and pulled him in, even if those neck kisses caused the Dane to squirm and giggle quietly among the heavy breaths.

"I trust you." And he did or he wouldn't be anywhere near this situation. The closeness and kissing did wonders to relax and distract the young Dane as he tries to become accustom to being penetrated.

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"It's ok, Mikkel."

The Swede pushed another finger in and began working his way in deeper just stretching the boy enough so that he could accommodate a cock. He loved how the Dane squirmed and giggled as he was being kissed. It really was adorable in it's own way and Sigurd loved Mikkel with everything. Pulling his fingers out he then made sure his cock was well lubed before rubbing his head against the Dane's entrance.

"This might feel like a burning sensation at first but it will feel good after. I love you."

Sigurd kissing Mikkel on the lips as he gently began to push into the brat.

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The Dane was getting used to the touch, relaxing in Sigurd's arms. The squirming turned to giggles and laughter when the Swede kissed up high on his throat. He thought he was ready and nodded to the comment. However, once penetrated he clenched down without thinking. It caused the Dane to whimper out a gasp of pain. The idea of relaxing was totally forgotten but he was trying despite worry and nervousness.

"I'm sorry." He whispered into the kiss trying not to cry. It hurt some and Mikkel assumed he was doing something wrong. His worry getting to a fever pitch.

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"Shhh---it's alright. I'll go slow and won't continue until you feel comfortable."

Sigurd pulled out gently and then held the brat in his arms just wanting for him to feel safe and not pressured. This was his first time so the Swede was going to make sure he felt loved and would ease into it slowly, even though he was so hard for Mikkel. Kissing the Dane's cheek softly, Sigurd then stroked his blond hair.

"The pain is because you've never been breached before. It'll feel good once I'm inside of you."

He would wait until Mikkel wanted to continue.

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Mikkel nodded and took a moment in Sigurd's arms to calm down. A few breaths and he leaned in to kiss Sigurd's lips. The touch helped and he tried to prepare himself to try and stay relaxed but his emotions are all over the place; worried, aroused, nervous, excited.

"I'll be fine." He tried to put on a brave face and smile. It had to feel good eventually otherwise everyone else wouldn't be doing it all the time.

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"I know you will."

Sigurd kissed Mikkel on the cheek, gently stroking the boy's face and began to slide in once more, slowly so that he didn't alarm the Dane and cause more pain. The bassist not used to breaching such a virginal lover knowing he'd have to take it slow so that Mikkel could adjust.

"You're so sexy, Mikkel. I love kissing up your long neck..."

The Swede figured that some dirty talk might help keep the Dane's mind off any pain he might be feeling as he slid inside inch by inch. His lips on Mikkel's lips, peppering kisses up it. Giraffe neck and legs indeed.

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Mikkel sucked in a breath because it still ached but he's more ready for the pain. It isnt bad but surprised him at first.

"You're so dirty!" But the pain was now competing with the giggling caused by the tickling kisses. He clung to the Swede, trusting him in ways he's never trusted anyone.

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"Am I? Maybe you like it that I'm dirty."

That just got a laugh from the Swede who inched further inside, gasping and hitching his breath because the boy was so tight. Possibly one of the tightest lovers he'd ever been with which wasn't such a bad thing at all. It was lucky he'd been liberal with the lube. The giggling was cute and Sig just tugged a little on Mikkel's hair softly as he pushed all the way in balls deep.

"Just get used to my size inside of you now. It'll start feeling really good soon."

Sigurd kissed Mikkel on the ear and then groaned softly, not moving just stilling himself.

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"You like that I'm a dirty virgin.. and you're such a dirty dad."

The distraction of talking, kissing and touching was helpful. Mikkel winced at first but the tickle from Sigurd's lips and his hair everywhere kept his mind occupied enough that he relaxed finally. He's still tight and let's out a little gasp once he feels thier bodies pressed so tightly together

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"I've never slept with a virgin before I have to admit. Most of my past partners have seen some mileage."

The whole "dirty daddy" thing was amusing to Sigurd who didn't mind it being used when they were together in bed but in and around the other band members was another story. Then, he was open to name calling and being laughed at. Was he a dirty daddy? Maybe he was. It was all good fun really.

"Then, you're a naughty brat. How does this feel?"

Sigurd slowly beginning to move; his cock sliding in and out past the tight ring.

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"How high milage are you?" Mikkel flushed and giggled at the bassist.

Even with the pain it felt good. Letting Sigurd this far into his life felt good. He's still wincing but the pain is slowly fading but he's not sure how it feels. What can he even compare it to? He's never even been touched, let alone penetrated.

"I don't know." It's the only honest answer until he's felt more.