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. |
John woke with a start sweat beading on his forehead and chest. It was only when Sid rolled over beside him that he realized what had startled him. Then the images came flooding back; Sid stumbling in half drunk at 3am, Sid pinning him down on the bed, Sid’s tongue pushing and playing with his cock. He looked over at the sleeping boy. Pale, skinny, a stupid hickey from some whore proudly showing itself on his neck. A smile came to John’s lips. His Sid. His messy screwed up man boy who was nothing but trouble. True, he himself was nothing more than a bit of fun to the boy. A distraction until adulthood took hold. But for John it was already too late. He was in love. Stupid, useless, frustrating, all consuming love with the idiot who slumbered beside unaware of the turmoil he created for John. Sid made a sleepy sighing noise and rolled completely onto his back. Sometime in the night he had stripped completely of all of his clothes.
John couldn’t resist running a few fingers over Sid small bare chest smirking as Sid twitched in his sleep from the light contact.
Something last night…specifically Sid’s mouth…had somehow flipped a switch for John. All of his well crafted objections slid from his brain straight to his cock. As much as he wanted to deny the part of him that lusted after Sid the rest of him was just too far gone. All Sid had to do was wiggle a cute eyebrow at him or roll his scrawny body against him and John came running…and came literally as well.
His fingers skipped themselves down Sid’s body lightly tracing circular patterns along Sid’s soft cock. A coffee colored eyeball flickered into view the other was probably open as well but from John’s sideways position he could only see half of Sid’s face.
“Whatcha doin?” Sid asked sleepily, a cute grin dancing on his lips.
“Nothing…just playing with me Sidney.” John whispered back mesmerized by the jump of Sid’s cock as his fingers moved in harder and longer strokes against it.
“I’m your Sidney…” Sid said in a way that suggested both a fact and a question.
“Well ain’t ya?”
“Mmm…want to be. Not sure you want me to be though.”
John remained silent, his fingers still playing and dancing. Finally he simply slipped down and answered Sid by placing his mouth around the top of Sid’s now fully hard cock.
Sid sucked in a loud breath his legs immediately dancing in delight.
“J-o-h-n-n-y.”
John ran his tongue along around the fat top of Sid’s cock and through the slit taking in the pre-cum that had already formed there. It tasted like salty heat. Sid’s body jerked. John dove in for more trying and failing to take a long stroke with his mouth. He gagged making horrible retching noises that caused Sid to lift his head.
“To big for ya mate?” He sang at him.
“You wish,” John replied his face going red.
Damn. Sid had made it seem easy. It should be easy. After all…he had a cock…he knew what you were supposed to do…he just hadn’t counted on his stupid gag reflex getting in the way. He tried again taking just a little in at first but as soon as he started to really get going his reflexes acted up and he once again started couching and hacking like a cat with a bad hairball.
“John…mate...don’t kill yourself.” Sid said with a sympathetic but disappointed note to his voice.
John could feel hot tears forming in the corner of his eyes. He willed them away as he allowed Sid to pull him up against him.
“Hey. Don’t worry about…”
“Didn’t say I was worried,” John snapped cutting him off. “Didn’t want to anyway. All that is gross…and,”
“Just shut up.”
“What?”
“Ya heard me. Look ya don’t have to be all mad cause you’re embarrassed.”
“I ain’t embarrassed!”
“Okay. Whatever.” Sid rolled his eyes at him and laughed. “You are such a pain in the arse sometimes.”
John’s face was the study of indignation.
“Am not!”
Sid laughed harder. “Yes ya are! And when ya get all mad ya look like a cartoon character. Like ya got steam coming out of ya ears!”
“But!..I…You just…” John’s stuttering caused Sid to clutch his stomach as his laughter grew with each broken syllable out of John’s mouth. After a moment John started to laugh with him
“You’re a bastard you are.” He said rolling on top of Sid, straddling him. He had put his boxers on back on the night before and enjoyed the feeling on the thin fabric as it pressed against Sid’s naked body. Can’t help I got a strong gag reflex.
“Too bad. Felt nice.”
John leaned down and kissed him. Their tongues taking turns pillaging and ravishing each other’s mouths. John’s cock was at full attention now and begging for release. Pushing up a little John was able to free himself from his boxers and then press down trapping both of their cocks between them. Sid encouraged him by grabbing his ass and nipping at him like an eager puppy.
“You’re so sexy Johnny.”
“No I ain’t,” John whispered between heated kisses. “But you’re a pretty boy ain’t ya?”
Sid’s reply was lost as John’s mouth covered his and their bodies rocked in accelerating unison. He leaned down even more kissing at Sid’s neck retracing and claiming ownership of the very mark left but Sid’s only real venture with a woman. Sid copied his actions worrying the same spot on John’s neck leaving behind his own branding mark.
A few grunts the only language either could produce until the sounds became much more desperate and hurried. A whine announced John’s excitement before his body spilled itself onto Sid’s stomach. The feeling exciting Sid to his own point of no return and soon his own spunk joined Johns.
Satisfied John flopped ungracefully from Sid’s body back to the comfort of the bed.
“I am your Sid,” Sid whispered into the room.
Silently John curled into Sid, clinging to him like a child terrified at the brave new world in front of him.
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