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The Ballad of Johhny and Sid	By : rottengrl Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Sex Pistols Views: 3164 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of the Sex Pistols. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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“Where have you been?”
Sid laughed at both the sight and the sound of John, hair mashed on one side from sleeping, ragged t-shirt and boxer shorts standing with his hands on his hips in the middle of the flat’s living room. All he need was curlers in his hair to complete the image of the angry housewife.
“Whatcha mean? What the fuck does it matter?” Sid stumbled past him towards the bedroom. He purposely chose John’s room determined to torture him as much as possible.
John followed closely behind him.
“Didn’t mean nothing,” he said trying and failing to sound unconcerned. “Just you woke me up…surprised me is all. And, you ain’t been around in like two days. Why you in here?”
“What? Gotta sleep right?”
“ Sleep in your own bed. This is mine.”
Sid laughed and flopped down on the bed. “go sleep there yourself if you don’t want me around.”
“You’re a fuckin cunt.”
“No if I was a cunt you would have no problem sleepin next to me would ya?” Sid mumbled smirking while struggling with his boots.
John kicked him in the leg.
“Ow!”
John leaned over to grab the pillow and blanket off the bed but Sid was quicker grabbing him around the middle and pulling him down on top of him.
“That wasn’t nice.”
“Let me go.” John wiggled and pushed at Sid. Sid rolled pinning John underneath him.
“Didja miss me?” his breath betrayed the large amounts of whiskey he and his old work mates had downed; his skin betrayed the woman that had also accompanied the celebration.
“No,” John laid still, tense with anger. “and the fuckin hickey on your neck shows ya was just out whorin so it don’t matter anyhow.”
“What do you mean it don’t matter? What don’t matter?”
“Nofing…get off.”
“You don’t make any sense sometimes.”
“Whatever. Just let me go and then you can sleep off your fuckin drunk.”
“I ain’t drunk.”
“Yes you are. That is all you are. You’re drunk and horny and you smell horrid.”
“No I don’t.” Sid sniffed at himself.
“Yes you do. You smell like a fuckin tart all perfume and hairspray. It’s disgustin.”
Sid snorted at him. “Don’t ya like the smell of girls Johnny?” he teased while wiggling himself on top of John.
“Stop it! Let me up.”
“No.” Sid moved until his leg was pressing hard against John’s crotch. “Mmm, like that John?”
“No I fuckin don’t!” John yelled pushing at Sid’s chest. “And I do like girls just not fuckin tarts.” Sid pushed his leg harder against John’s crotch feeling the heat and hardness John’s cock was giving off.
“She wasn’t a tart…she was a hooker…the guys bought her for me.”
John abruptly stopped moving. “Well good for you,” he said icily.
“She was nice.”
“I’ll bet.”
“Whatcha got against her?”
“Nothing Sidney…I don’t even know her now do I? I just don’t want her fuckin perfume stinkin up me bed.”
Silence fell over them as Sid continued rocking his body against Johns.
“So didja fuck her?” John asked his voice betraying intense interest.
“I tried.”
“Tried? What the fuck is that? You either did or ya didn’t.” John spat out in an annoyed voice.
“I uh…well…I was havin trouble…”
A mean laugh erupted from John. “Ya couldn’t get it up!”
“Shut up!” Sid pushed his leg a little harder against John’s crotch.
“Hey! Ow!”
“Well then shut up! I couldn’t help it. It was the drink.”
“Sure.” John smirked at him.
“Anyway… and you kiss betta.”
“Stop,” John whispered
“Why? Why can’t I just say what I want?” Sid was tired of concealing his feelings. John might be afraid of what he felt but Sid wasn’t.
“She sucked it though.”
“What?”
“Yeah. Felt nice. You should try it.”
“Ewww no, not since that tart stuck her mouth on it.”
“I meant,” Sid said through a giggle, “you should let her suck it.”
“Oh,” A bright blush creeped over John’s face. “I mean…I know that’s what you meant…I was just…”
Sid kissed him not wanting to hear the rest of the lie. “I wouldn’t mind ya sucking me.”
“No. It’s not normal Sidney.”
“As if you’re normal Johnny,” Sid shot back teasing him. He kissed him again savoring John’s sweet taste. Their tongues mingled as Sid’s hand traveled down squeezing John’s hard cock.
“Of course I could always try it on you.”
“Try what?” John’s voice was horse.
“Sucking you off…like the girl did me.”
“No!” John pushed him a little more but Sid didn’t budge.
“Aw common... ain’t nobody here but us. You’re so hard and I could make you feel really good.”
He squeezed John’s cock again and ran his fingers over it. “It will be like an experiment…common. I want to try to suck you off.”
“No. Go back to the whore. Leave me alone.” John’s voice was small and lacking in conviction as his body pushed hard against Sid’s hand. “I guess I could…you could use your hand if you’re in such a fuckin horny mood.”
Sid laughed and pushed down a little harder on John’s cock before removing his hand completely.
“You would let me do that hmmm? As if you’re letting me have some fuckin favor?”
“Fine. Then let me up ya cunt.”
“Nope.”
“Sid.”
“John.”
The silence fell over them again as Sid slid down John’s body and pushed his face into John’s crotch.
“Sid! What are ya…”
John’s voice drifted away as Sid made quick work of John’s meager boxer shorts pulling them down enough for John’s cock to spring free. He grabbed it with his hand and ran his tongue over the slit on the top. John moaned causing Sid to moan with him.
“Taste’s good Johnny.”
John said nothing but his body twisted slightly, his hips pushing up towards Sid mouth. Sid smiled and ran his tongue over the top again relishing the even louder groan this produced from John.
Laying face first flat against the bed Sid took the cock completely into his mouth and grinded himself against the bed. He picked up the rhythm easily humping himself against the bed while mouth fucking John.
“Mmmm. Sid! Mmmm”
John’s hands reached down and grabbed at his hair. Spurred on by the power of making John loose himself Sid worked even harder only gagging a couple of times when John pushed up too hard and too much of his large cock forced its way toward the back of Sid’s throat.
He wondered what John’s face looked like. He wanted to see the expressions that went with those noises. He imagined fucking John and watching his face as he forced his dick up John’s ass. The thoughts driving him to grind harder and harder against the bed.
When the girl was sucking him off it felt great but it didn’t feel like this…the power and the rush throughout his body was overwhelming. He loved it. Not the taste so much which seemed tangy and a little sour. But the feeling that he could speed up or slow down or stop and John would be at his mercy. As if he could read his thoughts John moaned out begging him to keep going.
“M-a-t-e…feels…mmmm,” John didn’t finish. He didn’t have to. Sid could feel the rest of the sentence in the spunk that poured into his mouth. His own body gave over as he shot hard onto the bed. He spat out most of what John had produced and then dragged himself up till he was once again on top of John’s body.
“Man…wasn’t expecting all that to come out of ya! Ya nearly choked me!” Sid said in a rush of happiness.
“Well what did ya expect?” John snapped back his face red. “Ya wanted to! I told ya not to!”
“Calm down,” Sid laughed. “Didn’t mean I didn’t like it…just surprised me is all.”
“I suppose you’re expecting me to now…”
“Nah. I squirted all over the bed”
“Ya did?” John asked sounding, Sid thought, slightly disappointed that he wasn’t going to be forced to give Sid a blow job.
“Yeah,” Sid said feeling sleep crawling over him. “Felt so nice sucking you…exciting.”
“We are never going to tell nobody Sidney.”
“Yeah…course,” Sid said half asleep.
“Hey! Wake up! I’m serious. Nobody Sidney.”
“Fine. Now lemme go to sleep.”
In less than a minute sleep came and took Sidney away.
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