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The Long and Winding Road	By : rottengrl Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Sex Pistols Views: 1696 -:- 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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Rambo struggled to hold up connie and press the elevator button. After more than enough vegence cocktails connie had finally hit her limit. Rambo could tell this by not onlt the slurr in her speech but her desire to sing out loudly even though no music was playing. Actually she did a pretty good job with the song but still, it was time to call it a night. Rambo had stayed in this particular hotel many times before and knew most of the staff so no one was concerned and no eyebrows were raised by Rambo escorting her back to his room. Not that he would have really cared what those people thought of him but, he knew woman often took a lot of snide comments and bad jokes for straying from the “good girl” charade everyone played.
The elevator door opened and Rambo maneuvered into the tiny room. He leaned her against his side as he pressed the button for his floor. When he leaned back she was staring in his eyes.
“You are very tan, you know?” she slurred at him.
He smiled. She was definetly his type drunk or not. Actually he liked a drunk woman now and again. Not to take advantage of, rather he liked that they became more human less delicate.
“I must be a pain to you,” she said looking a little sad.
“Nah. Not at all luv. You should see the crowd I normally hang around with. Your lightweight in comparison.”
“Really? Is that more of your internationashunal mans of mysterriues,” her speech was definetly off but funny.
“Well not really a mystery but yes I do find myself babysitting now and again. Along with driving, holding shopping bags, talking the police out of arrests.”
She laughed loudly. “Wow, sounds like a full day.”
He giggled and pushed her up a little as she was staring to slid down his side.
“This room is soooo unstable. Donchu thinks?”
“Yes. I’ll let the hotel know in the morning.”
“You should. Stupid hotel,” she waved her arms widly causing Rambo to have to let go for a moment. “I mean we could all fall with this rockin and movin this little room is doin. Ya know?”
She stubled a bit as the elevator came to a stop. He grabbed her.
“See what I mean? Unstable.”
He smiled at her and walked her out of the elevator after the doors opened. He found his room quickly and pushed him ahead of her holding her up at the same time. Carefully he walked her towards the bed, turned her and laid her back on the bed.
“Where am I?” she asked hazily.
“Just a hotel room luv. Your gonna sleep here,” he pointed across the room to the couch. “and I’m gonna sleep there.”
He had learned through unfortunate trial and error that it was better to leave everything on the drunk person, shoes included, least they think you were trying to get clothing off of them. Of course with Johnny it was the opposite problem, how to get him to stay in his clothes. Johnny was a real fighter when he was drunk. But he was also a real lover. Many nights ended with Rambo being ravaged by a drunk Johnny. God those hot kisses and aggressive grabs really got him turned on. Just thinking about it was enough to cause his cock to stiffen. Still while in a way this was more than nice too often Johnny had started and then fallen asleep somewhere in the middle of his hot intentions. It drove Rambo crazy. Okay, so maybe once or twice he took advantage of a sleeping Johnny but what Johnny didn’t know he often deserved. Rambo smiled at the thought and then checking to make sure Connie was situated on the bed far away from any chance of falling off he turned out the lights and left her to go out on the balcony to have a smoke.

As the nights at the secret flat grewer frewer and fewer Rambo found himself in a funk. Sure, he could see that Johnny was busy with the Pistols and with his new bird Nora but did that mean they had to stop all together? Or was it more a matter that now Johnny had found something better? For both Rammy and Johnny the question had always hung out there…”does this mean we are gay?” They knew they liked girls but their passion for each other was so strong it confused them. Rammy knew that for both of them the thought was that by finding that one particular bird all the feelings for each other would go away and all their questions and concerns would disappear. Now, as Rammy had feared for so long, it appeared that Johnny had found that particular bird in Nora.
In another concern Rammy had noticed Johnny spending more and more time with his squat mate Sid. Rammy never really liked Sid. He was strange and silly and thought he was far tougher than he really was. Johnny could stand up for himself in a fight well enough but, he never went around smashing people or fist fighting with people he didn’t have too. As Johnny had often remarked, “pain hurts.” sid did it more to get noticed. For some reason Johnny doted on Sid and Sid followed Johnny around like a lost puppy. Sicking really. But, could Sid be taking Rammy’s place? Was Johnny allowing Sid to do the one thing to him that he had yet let Rammy, who desperately wanted to, do?
All of these questions ran around Rammy’s head as he walked over to Johnny’s squat. He knew the band was heading out to Sweden the next day. He could hardly trail after them and he was dammed if he was not going to get a chance to say goodbye to Johnny and remind him of their friendship.

Johnny sat on the main floor of the house reading when Rammy came in. He gave Rammy a big smile.
“Hey mate. Glad you’re here.”
“Are you?” Rammy asked flatly. He looked around quickly to make sure they were alone. “Cause you haven’t really bothered to get in touch with me lately.”
He emphasized the word touch.
Johnny quietly marked the page he was reading, closed the book and stood up. “I’m going to Nora’s. Coming with?” he asked looking Rammy straight in the eye.
Rammy followed obediently.
“Jesus Rammy,” John said when they got outside. “There are other people in the squat you know. What’s wrong anyway? What you lonely?”
He stretched out the word lonely obnoxiously.
“Shut up,” Rammy said annoyed. “I can talk to you any damn way I please.”
“I guess you can. Doesn’t mean I have to listen.”
Johnny was really being a brat now. He was doing everything but sticking out his tongue.
“So running off like a good little boy to see your bird hmmm?” Rammy shot back.
“Actually she’s not my bird, just a girl I see sometimes,” for some reason johnny had a cold tone when he said this. Rammy decided not to press the matter but Johnny continued.
“Besides she is not home right now anyway. I know she is coming back in a bit though and it is better than sitting around that old squat ain’t it?”
“I guess,” Rammy said hoping maybe they could talk more sensibly once inside.

Nora’s house did nothing to curb Johnny’s ego or behavior.
“Your really being a cunt,” Rammy said to him more than once as Johnny didged questions, mocked Rammy and pulled stupid faces. Twice Rammy got up to leave but johnny would aplogize and play nice until Rammy settled back down. He even offered to give him a tour leading him upstairs to the bedroom. Once in the bedroom he started his whole routine again. This time Rammy had, had enough.
“I’m going mate. Your being a fuckin prick and I don’t need it,”
“Oh really? I thought you needed a prick. Isn’t that why you came by to see me in the first place?” Johnny smirked at him.
Rammy’s temper got the better of him. He pushed Johnny hard against the wall.
“Fuck you,” Rammy said
“Oh you would like that wouldn’t you? Finally make me a funkin queer like you?” Johnny glared at him.
Rammy pushed him again harder. “Is that really what you think Mate? That I’m forcing you? Ior is that what you want to think to make it easier for you?”
“Fuck you,” Johnny shot back kicking at him. Rambo laughed as Johnny’s kicks missed again and again.
“Not any better a fighter than you are a lover mate.” He took his hands off Johnny who practially slid down the wall. He jumped up and hurled himself towards Rammy. Rammy fought back. They were locked in grabbing and pushing at each other finally pushing each other onto the bed. Johnny grabbed Rammy’s head and pressed his lips hard onto Rammy’s
“Fuck you mate,” Johnny said in a whisper, “fuck you.”
Rammy kissed him back. He could feel Johnny’s hard erection through his trousers. He ripped at Johnny belt and buttons finally reaching Johnny’ cock. He put the entire length in his mouth and sucked strongly.
“Oh fuck Rammy, keep doing that.. “ Johnny commanded.
Rammy excitedly sucked hard moving his tongue in swirling motions. Johnny was really into it moaning with each strokes. He came quickly with a loud yell of an orgasm. Rammy moved up and kissed Johnny quickly. Johnny took a moment and then began to redress himself scooting to the end of the bed with his back towards Rammy.
“She pregnant.” Johnny said still not looking at him.
“Who is?” he asked.
“Nora. She told me yesterday.”
“Are you sure its yours?”
“Yes. I asked, but I doubted it was anyone elses anyway. I have not seen her with anyone and I’m sure me mates would have told me if she was going around with a lot of guys. Anyway. I believe her. Why would she lie? I don’t have any money.” he still kept his back toward Rammy.
Rammy thought quietly for a moment. In all his rage and lust he forgot about the real world. The world that was closing in on them as they went form boys to men. Sooner or later they would have to give up on all of this and take regular jobs with regiular birds and regular lives. He knew this world, this wonderful world they lived in, could not last but some silly part of him wished it would just go on forever.
“So what are you going to do?” he asked finally.
“What can I do?” Johnny tirned to face him. He could see the concern etched in his face and eyes. “I’m going to go to Sweden and then worry about the rest when I get back.”
“Wish there was something I can do mate.”
“Nah. My problem. My responsibility.”
They finished striating out there clothes and the bed covers.
Nora stood in the hallway transfixed. She had heard the boys arguing and had gone upstairs in the hopes of calming them down before anything of hers,including Johnny, got broken. What she saw reflected in the mirror surprised her. She had no idea that Johnny had any male lovers. She knew some of the boys did but, Johnny had never so much as mentioned the idea to her in passing. Beore they could see her she crept back dwonstairs and out the door. Poor Johnny had faced enough shocking news from her recently. This new development did not need to be brought to light today.
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