Prank Gifts
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suomi_thunderFor Writer's Month 2022 Day 14: Wild
Aarne loved to to give gifts and he realized he had never given any to Rik's family. Rik was still incredibly important to him, someone he loved dearly though the romantic had simmered down to something more like bound brothers. That meant his family was also Aarne's. He was out along and walking shops trying to think about what to get for Rik's cousins until he stopped in front of a lingerie shop. Frozen would be more like it. There was a leather thong on the mannequin in the window. The sides had chain with little locks on it, apparently to unlocking them was how they came off. Aarne covered his mouth to drown out his own excited screams. These were perfect for the young boy who wore a lock around his neck and stripped for a living.
Five minutes later, Aarne was bounding out of the store with a bag of goodies. Now, he needed to find a craft store. He had ideas, so many that he couldn't stop giggling as he wandered around shopping. Before long he was hurrying back to the hotel and tossing his bags on the bed. Kicking his boots off he jumped up on the bed to sit criss-cross and went to work. Despite his job as a drummer Aarne had learned a lot of sewing in his time, mostly fixing the other band member's stage gear. Now it was coming in handy for a gift, almost a prank as he plotted.
He was a skilled embroiderer and soon had the black panties embroidered across the front with “My Daddy will KILL you!”
Giggling even more, until he had to take a moment to lay on the bed snorting and trying to get under control. After the giggling slowed he sat back up and tucked the gift into a red lace gift bag and bounded off the bed to find Mikkel. The boy was in his room getting ready and thankfully, the target of the prank part of this gift wasn't in the room.
Mikkel hugged the equally tall Fin before seeing the bag being shoved at him. Aarne was trying not to laugh and bouncing on the balls of his feet with excitement as the Dane opened the bag.
“I made these for you.” Aarne thought about that and well he hadn't made them so much as altered them but still.
The young Dane pulled out the content, wide-eyed at first, then laughing so hard he collapsed against the drummer. “These are perfect! I should wear them tonight.”
Aarne nodded in agreement. “I should drag Sigurd down to see them.”
Mikkel stiffled more giggles, eyes scrunching closed and brows high. He turned around and stripped off what he was wearing to wiggle into the leather panties. Then he noticed the keys and held them up smiling as he looked to the gift giver.
“OH!” Aarne squealed. “We should give them to Sigurd.”
“Don't tell him why.” Mikkel said as he handed the keys back over to the drummer. Aarne grabbed them and kissed Mikkel's cheek.
“I'll meet you there.” Aarne was walking toward the door and then stopped. “Are you the first dance tonight?”
Mikkel nodded and Aarne was out the door to find Sigurd. The bassist was talking with some of the others and Aarne just grabbed his arm for a tug. “Come on. You need to get dressed.”
Sigurd scowled and shook loose but Aarne was persistent. “FINE! I'll go watch him dance without you.”
Fredrik hopped up out of the chair and Aarne figured Mikkel's best friend wanted in on whatever was going on. Especially, when he saw the suspicious way the Swede looked at Aarne while heading back to his room to get dressed. They would have to wait which left Aarne and Fredrik whispering in the lobby about the prank, of sorts, Aarne had planned for the bassist. Sure, he would be suspicious but Aarne wasn't going to say anything.
An hour later they were walking into the strip club and getting seats and drinks right up at the stage. They had barely made it before the first dance. Aarne sat beside Sigurd and took the Swede's hand, shoving the keys into his hand. “You'll need these later.”
He didn't say anything else, wouldn't as he focused on his drink and the stage. Fredrik kept giggling beside him and Aarne tried not to but Sigurd's stressed and suspicious glances were too much. Soon the two younger musicians were in a fit while the older bassist looked at them like they were trouble.
Oh they were and Aarne glanced up to see the real trouble walk out on stage. Mikkel came out in his little leather shorts and a bright pink lace shirt under his usual jacket. This was all about causing chaos though Aarne hadn't thought too much about the fire in the eyes of the Swede when the men came up beside them to offer Mikkel money. Aarne put a hand on the bassist's forearm, ready to grab him.
Mikkel strutted over and backed away from the men trying to touch him as he unbuttoned the shorts to show off the pink embroidery across the front of the leather panties. It caused some of the men to giggle but Aarne was more curious about what Sigurd would do when he got a look at the words.
Aarne loved to to give gifts and he realized he had never given any to Rik's family. Rik was still incredibly important to him, someone he loved dearly though the romantic had simmered down to something more like bound brothers. That meant his family was also Aarne's. He was out along and walking shops trying to think about what to get for Rik's cousins until he stopped in front of a lingerie shop. Frozen would be more like it. There was a leather thong on the mannequin in the window. The sides had chain with little locks on it, apparently to unlocking them was how they came off. Aarne covered his mouth to drown out his own excited screams. These were perfect for the young boy who wore a lock around his neck and stripped for a living.
Five minutes later, Aarne was bounding out of the store with a bag of goodies. Now, he needed to find a craft store. He had ideas, so many that he couldn't stop giggling as he wandered around shopping. Before long he was hurrying back to the hotel and tossing his bags on the bed. Kicking his boots off he jumped up on the bed to sit criss-cross and went to work. Despite his job as a drummer Aarne had learned a lot of sewing in his time, mostly fixing the other band member's stage gear. Now it was coming in handy for a gift, almost a prank as he plotted.
He was a skilled embroiderer and soon had the black panties embroidered across the front with “My Daddy will KILL you!”
Giggling even more, until he had to take a moment to lay on the bed snorting and trying to get under control. After the giggling slowed he sat back up and tucked the gift into a red lace gift bag and bounded off the bed to find Mikkel. The boy was in his room getting ready and thankfully, the target of the prank part of this gift wasn't in the room.
Mikkel hugged the equally tall Fin before seeing the bag being shoved at him. Aarne was trying not to laugh and bouncing on the balls of his feet with excitement as the Dane opened the bag.
“I made these for you.” Aarne thought about that and well he hadn't made them so much as altered them but still.
The young Dane pulled out the content, wide-eyed at first, then laughing so hard he collapsed against the drummer. “These are perfect! I should wear them tonight.”
Aarne nodded in agreement. “I should drag Sigurd down to see them.”
Mikkel stiffled more giggles, eyes scrunching closed and brows high. He turned around and stripped off what he was wearing to wiggle into the leather panties. Then he noticed the keys and held them up smiling as he looked to the gift giver.
“OH!” Aarne squealed. “We should give them to Sigurd.”
“Don't tell him why.” Mikkel said as he handed the keys back over to the drummer. Aarne grabbed them and kissed Mikkel's cheek.
“I'll meet you there.” Aarne was walking toward the door and then stopped. “Are you the first dance tonight?”
Mikkel nodded and Aarne was out the door to find Sigurd. The bassist was talking with some of the others and Aarne just grabbed his arm for a tug. “Come on. You need to get dressed.”
Sigurd scowled and shook loose but Aarne was persistent. “FINE! I'll go watch him dance without you.”
Fredrik hopped up out of the chair and Aarne figured Mikkel's best friend wanted in on whatever was going on. Especially, when he saw the suspicious way the Swede looked at Aarne while heading back to his room to get dressed. They would have to wait which left Aarne and Fredrik whispering in the lobby about the prank, of sorts, Aarne had planned for the bassist. Sure, he would be suspicious but Aarne wasn't going to say anything.
An hour later they were walking into the strip club and getting seats and drinks right up at the stage. They had barely made it before the first dance. Aarne sat beside Sigurd and took the Swede's hand, shoving the keys into his hand. “You'll need these later.”
He didn't say anything else, wouldn't as he focused on his drink and the stage. Fredrik kept giggling beside him and Aarne tried not to but Sigurd's stressed and suspicious glances were too much. Soon the two younger musicians were in a fit while the older bassist looked at them like they were trouble.
Oh they were and Aarne glanced up to see the real trouble walk out on stage. Mikkel came out in his little leather shorts and a bright pink lace shirt under his usual jacket. This was all about causing chaos though Aarne hadn't thought too much about the fire in the eyes of the Swede when the men came up beside them to offer Mikkel money. Aarne put a hand on the bassist's forearm, ready to grab him.
Mikkel strutted over and backed away from the men trying to touch him as he unbuttoned the shorts to show off the pink embroidery across the front of the leather panties. It caused some of the men to giggle but Aarne was more curious about what Sigurd would do when he got a look at the words.
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on 2022-08-15 05:39 pm (UTC)Oh.
Those fucking leather panties. Fuck! Sigurd could do nothing but stare because they were lewd but so erotic. So, this is what the Fin and his friends had been plotting about. Brat in kinky leather panties with chains on. Of course. Fredrik giggling madly sat in his chair. Sigurd began to smile and enjoy himself, watching his brat dance until the men began offering Mikkel money and trying to touch him.
"Fuck off, you bastards."
The words were growled out as Sigurd stood up sharply, wanting to smash some faces in. He felt Aarne's arm on his forearm though, pulling the riled Swede back.
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on 2022-08-15 06:57 pm (UTC)Aarne told him with a laugh as Mikkel took the money with his hands so no one got smashed in the face. Aarne leaned in and giggled. "Did you read the panties?"
Mikkel was almost laughing too since this behavior was exactly why these panties existed. His daddy would definitely kill them. Mikkel came over and stepped on to the table that the three were sitting around, or had been before Sigurd's temper flared. Standing there, Mikkel let his shorts fall to the table top, now in only his net shirt and the strip of leather locked together with chains. He knew he probably shouldn't tease him this much but at least this place had private rooms.
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on 2022-08-30 08:57 pm (UTC)"You want me to unlock these panties with these tiny keys?"
The Swede now staring at the keys and looking up to Mikkel's leather panties. Fuck, he wanted brat.
"I know you fucking planned this to wind me up."
Was it working? Oh yes. Just watching the Dane perform in such lewd underwear had the Swede riled up and wanting to fuck the brat. But first he'd have to undo those chains and part of the fun could be doing just that.
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on 2022-08-31 03:00 am (UTC)Aarne can't stop giggling and wondering if he was about the have to wrestle the Swede for an entirely different reason.
Winking at Aarne, Mikkel crawled around toward Sigurd and started undoing the scarf he usually wore around his neck. He needed it to wrap around his own waist. Afraid he might get erect in these panties, a sure give away that he wasn't a girl. As he slid the scarf off Sigurd's neck he leaned in close to whisper.
"Don't worry, daddy. I reserved you a room for after this dance." He yanked the scarf the rest of the way off, intent on slipping away and back on the stage before Sigurd got ahold of him. He hadn't mentioned where these rooms were and thought hunting him down in this place would drive the bassist even crazier. However, the bouncers and others could easily direct him if he stopped to ask.
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on 2022-10-09 05:59 pm (UTC)"Good because I can't fucking wait any longer, brat."
Fredrik was giggling wildly at Mikkel winding up dirty daddy and Aarne knew this would work. How could it not? Sigurd didn't care about the bouncers now because he was in a full seuxal rage of want.
"I want you. Reserved room. Now."
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on 2022-10-09 07:27 pm (UTC)Mikkel blew Sigurd a kiss and then gave him the finger before walking off the back of the stage. He could see the arousal in Sigurd's gaze and almost feel it in the tone of his voice. The sound of Sigurd's voice raised goose flesh all of the Dane's body.
However, by the time he got to the back room he was laughing and took a seat with a drink. He wanted to see how fast Sigurd got to the back.
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on 2022-10-09 08:10 pm (UTC)"Ooh, I think Dirty Siggy wants his Dane boy in the back room."
Snorting out giggles, Fredrik sipped on his drink to try and stop himself from a giggle fit. Sigurd was fully focused on Mikkel now, heading towards the back room in a lust-filled haze. The room and everyone around him didn't exist because he had to have the brat. By the time he reached the room at the back Mikkel was already sat down with a drink.
"Fuck, I want you."
The Swede's leather pants were tenting lewdly at the front but he didn't care who saw because he was now closing the door and reaching forwards to pull the Dane in for a hungry kiss.
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on 2022-10-09 08:15 pm (UTC)"I hope you didn't forget the keys." Mikkel was teasing but his fingers were already working to undo the front of Sigurd's shirt. It was a good thing he was in the back because the Swede's behavior was turning him on.
"You can't resist a back room." Mikkel was giggling so hard it made him fumble with the last of the buttons on Sigurd's shirt.
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on 2022-10-09 08:19 pm (UTC)"You mean these fucking fiddly things?"
Sigurd reached into his pocket with some difficulty because he was so hard and it was making the leather tight. He pulled out the little keys and looked down at Mikkel wearing the leather pouch. It was so fucking obscene.
"Aarne put you up to this, didn't he?"
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on 2022-10-09 08:25 pm (UTC)"No." Mikkel giggled more as he watched Sigurd look him over. "No one needs to put me up to anything since you can't stop coming back here for sex like you're a sugar daddy and I'm a whore."
Ok, that might have come from something Aarne said that had made the Dane laugh earlier.
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on 2022-12-26 01:31 pm (UTC)"You fucking teasing brat. Give me those keys. You won't get my cock otherwise."
Aarne obviously was involved in this whole scenario because it screamed kinky Fin. Fredrik probably knew too because he was always hanging around Mikkel being drunk and up to mischief.
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on 2022-12-26 01:59 pm (UTC)"What if I say no?" Of course, he would give the keys back but he wanted to see what pushing the Swede would do. He might still be teasing but his hands hand slipped down to undo Sigurd's pants and teasingly caress the bulge in his leathers.
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on 2022-12-26 08:18 pm (UTC)The Swede was in a horny mood and his cock was hard and aching inside of his tight leather pants. Now Mikkel's hand was caressing it. Fuck! The brat was teasing Sigurd and it caused a harsh intake of breath from the bassist as well as a needy growl. He had to have those fucking keys!
"The keys. Now."
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on 2022-12-27 01:58 am (UTC)"No." Mikkel stuck his tongue out at Sigurd but pressed his body in closer. Sigurd was going to have to wrestle them out of his hand if he wanted the keys that badly.
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on 2023-02-22 09:45 pm (UTC)Sigurd was hard and wanting which was doing all kinds of things to him. Mikkel, of course, was being difficult just because he could. Those tiny leather shorts had to come off! If he had to wrestle the Dane for those tiny keys then he would.
"Come here, you cheeky bastard."
The Swede now aiming a grab for the keys in Mikkel's hands, grabbing the boy's waist and aiming a kiss to the Dane's neck at the same time.
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on 2023-02-22 09:53 pm (UTC)Mikkel was laughing at how Sigurd was grabbing him but it soon turned to giggling and squirming from those neck kisses. The Dane hadn't meant to but he dropped the keys to try and squirm away from the way Sigurd was kissing his neck.
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on 2023-04-17 08:15 pm (UTC)Sigurd almost growled from want as he tried to snatch those fucking tiny keys from Mikkel's grasp. He then heard a small noise of metal hitting the floor and dived down to grab the keys, now wanting to get those tiny shorts off the brat's long legs. It was fucking infuriating!
"I've got the keys, brat."
The Swede pulled Mikkel in for a rough, demanding kiss while trying to fiddle with the locks on the leather shorts.
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on 2023-04-18 12:46 am (UTC)Mikkel started to laugh more as Sigurd growled again, but that growling was a turn on. He winked at the Swede when he came back up with the keys. The Dane moaned into that kiss and started undoing Sigurd's pants. He might be teasing but he wanted his lover.