The Ballad of Johhny and Sid
Chapter 6
Sid was not happy but not entirely surprised to wake up alone. John was not one to stick around though it was early enough that Sid was surprised he had managed to get himself out of bed. Especially with the way Sid’s own head hurt he could only imagine what John must be feeling like.
Stumbling through the small squat he located John standing in the kitchen drinking tea.
“Morning,” Sid said throwing his arms around him.
“Watch it!” John barked backing away while making a great show of delicately placing his tea cup on the table. “Be more careful. I could have got burned.”
“Sorry. Whatcha doin up so early?”
“Going to church.”
“Right,” Sid snorted and turned the kettle back on to heat up more water.
“I am,” John said defensively. “I’m taking me mum.”
Sid sat down and rubbed at his hair. “Oh…forgot you did that.”
“Mmm.”
“Man last night…” Sid began a smile creeping onto his face.
John cut him off, “So I’ll be gone for a while. Better get dressed. Mum don’t like to keep God waiting.” He seemed to be suddenly moving in hyper drive. The rapid movements were causing Sid’s stomach to lurch.
“Kay mate. I’m going back to bed.”
“Lazy Sod.”
“Fuck off.”
John laughed as Sid stumbled from the table and raced for the bathroom.
The sunlight tickled his feet as Sid drifted in and out of dreams. John was fun sometimes, sometimes he was a pain in the ass but mainly he was just difficult for Sid to get his mind around. It was like trying to hold water in your hand. Sometimes you could grasp a bit of it but then it would slip away or evaporate and leave you empty handed. Didn’t matter though, they were mates and always would be. He just wished John wouldn’t take everything so serious. Like last night. It was all just fun really. No need to be worrying themselves over it. He wasn’t queer…at least he didn’t think he was. John always said sex was stupid and boring and silly anyway. Sid rubbed his feet together and stretched. Course John didn’t seem to think it was so silly when Sid was yanking on his knob. In fact he seemed totally fucking into it. And the sounds…the weird little mews and gurgles and moans that he made. God, they drove Sid fucking wild.
It was a part of John he didn’t even know existed. He wondered what other sounds he could get him to make. He smirked. John wanted to put it over that he was so above it all, bored and removed. But those sounds told a different story. But this morning was a different story again. John had pushed him off and not even offered so much as a smile. They didn’t have to be fuckin hugging and kissing on each other like a couple of poufs but they didn’t have to be cunts to each other neither. Rolling over to his side Sid decided not to think about it. Thought was overrated anyway. He let sleep drape itself back over him as he drifted away with the sound of John’s moans dancing in his ears.