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Forgot My Jacket	By : Bettie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > The Ramones Views: 1801 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of The Ramones. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclamier: don't own, never happened, but it'd be so great if it did.

Ramones fics are relly hard to write, and you really have to twist them to just get them to average. I've written three and am confident in none. But, anyways, please go easy on me, because it really is difficult, and there is so little Ramones fiction out there. I'm the only author of it that I know of. So without further ado...

The thing about Johnny is that he likes to be in control. He acts real tough ‘cause he got knocked around a lot as a kid. He was always so pissed off, like the entire world was fucking him over. And we made it worse, I guess. My drug problem, Marky’s drinking problem, Joey’s OCD. We drove him nuts and turned him into this fucking monster. Used to be I couldn’t stand him because of it. But then I started to get to know him better. We were always on the road together, spent most of our time together.

At first we would just get into the big fistfights all the time. He always acted so damn fearless all the time. It’s such bullshit, though. He’s more scared than any of us. I called him on it. He thought he had me all figured out, but it was the other way around. It all kinda changed after that. He’s really sweet and vulnerable, and he loves his friends like family, since I guess to him they are.

Yeah, I bet everybody thinks I’m pretty fucking stupid, too stupid to figure anything out on my own. Well I’m a lot fucking smarter than I get any credit for. I can see right through most people, I can figure out what they’re trying to hide. I grew up in Munich. And to survive you had to make yourself into a question mark, so no one can touch you. And that’s what I did. But I’m smart. Smart enough to figure out that when Johnny is drunk or horny, you can make him do whatever you say.

It sounds stupid, but it’s true. He can control the drinking. He never drinks. But he can’t control when he gets hot.

Now that you got all that, I can tell you a story that I think you’re gonna like. It happened about a month or so ago. Left my jacket in John’s room. So I went to go get it. I knew before I even went in what was goin’ on inside. I could hear it from the hall, but I went for my jacket anyway.

I was just gonna run in and grab it and run out. But when I got in the door and saw what was happening, it was just way too fucking hot to leave.

Johnny was on his knees on the trunk at the foot of the bed, with his hand braced out in front of him on the bed. Marky was standing behind him, giving it to him good. And John was so beautiful. His hair was a tangled up mess. He’s so skinny. I could see all the muscles in his arms and thighs flex while he tried to hold himself up. But the thing that got me, and this will sound weird, was his stomach. Flat and tight, but with just this, I don’t know, maybe half inch layer of baby fat over it, with no muscle definition. It’s hard to explain, but it was so cute.

I stared for a while, just stared. I was already hot from the sight, but the noises John was making were doing me in. He was whimpering and moaning and just sounding so harmless and helpless. It was turning me on so much. I knew Marky had seen me, and he grinned and nodded at John with his head, telling me to have at him. That’s all I needed to strip off my clothes and run over to the bed.

I climbed on the bed in front of Johnny and he looked up at me and moaned. He was so pretty. His eyes were half-shut, and the green was bright even though it was kinda dark. I bent down a little bit and pulled his face forward so I could kiss him. It was light and gentle, and it reminded me of being a kid who’d never kissed anyone before.

We pulled apart and I pushed him down by the neck, lowering him to eye-level with my crotch. He went right to work. He was amazing, too. He knew exactly what to do with his tongue. But it kinda made me a little worried, almost like he was too good at it. Like he’d done this plenty times before.

But I forgot that quick and let myself enjoy it. I tangled my hands into his hair. It was damp and really soft. I’d been watching John work up until then, when I’d looked at Marky. He laughed and looked down at Johnny, then back up at me. He slapped John on the ass and John moaned. It made Marky laugh again.

I didn’t think I could hold out much longer. He knew all the places to lick or where to press, and it had to be the best blow I’d ever had. I decided John deserved a reward. I pulled him off of me and set him upright. Then I got on my back and managed to get myself down in between Johnny’s arms and up against his groin.

He took his cue and pushed in. It hurt, it always hurt. And he was pretty big, too. But it still felt good. Way better than any of the tricks I used to turn for drug money. Johnny was making all kinds of noises, now. The pain went away quick and it just felt good. Johnny was pretty far gone by then. I knew Marky was the one doing all the fucking. He was doing the work for John, too. But he was doing a great job.

He was getting me right on the spot every time. I was getting close. The thrusting got faster and faster. I’d realized that I probably should have thought more about why Marky was fucking John. I still don’t know the turn of events that brought that on. But it sure did work out for me.

John was whimpering real loud, then he started panting and I knew he was gonna be done within a few thrusts. I was right, because a few seconds later he screamed and almost fell on op of me, and I felt it when he came. I could feel it dripping out of me, too.

I could tell John was trying really hard not to let go and fall on top of me and crush me or something. Marky was still pumping John and John was still in me. This was the weirdest situation I’d ever gotten myself into. Then John moaned, real quietly, but I could hear him when he said my name. That was my undoing and I came instantly.

I wrapped my arms around John’s neck and pulled him down to me so I could kiss him. I didn’t even notice Marky had finished up until I heard the shower running. John pulled up for breath and looked down at me. He’s so pretty. I kissed him on the corner of his mouth and he smiled.

We crawled up to the top of the bed and got ourselves under the covers. He put his head on my shoulder and I started running my fingers through his hair. Marky came out of the bathroom, fully dressed. He smiled at me and shook his head. I smiled back and he walked out of the room.

Johnny’d fallen asleep already and was cuddled up as close to me as he could get. I leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. I’d just started to fall asleep when my eyes shot open and I remembered;

I left my jacket in Joey’s room.

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Okay, so it was a short one. If people like this then I might post another, but I'm still really unsure of them. Well, I hope you liked it, and remember, before you call me a sicko or claim that I've defiled the Ramones' good name, just ask yourself what you were doing reading it in the first place.
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