Stiff, Sick and Vile Things Box Set--Three Complete Comet Press Anthologies in the THINGS Series by Ramsey Campbell

Author:Ramsey Campbell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Comet Press
Published: 2020-08-09T00:00:00+00:00

THE SOLUTION

Kristopher Triana

* * *

Sarah spit into her hand.

Dallas didn’t see it, only heard it. Backstage it was dark, only faintly illuminated by the stage lights that were left on in the auditorium now that the lunch bell had rung. The two teens stayed quiet in case their drama teacher might come back into the auditorium early, or possibly other students who wanted to duck out in there like they were.

At least Dallas was worried about getting caught. Sarah was stoic as always, a void of a girl so thin-lipped, pasty and plain that he’d almost turned down the handjob.

“I wanna see it,” she told him while they were rehearsing Macbeth, a play that Dallas found to be flowery drivel.

He’d thought she’d meant his dick, but she’d made it clear now that she wasn’t interested in his cock, but rather what it produced.

“I want your cum,” she told him.

He hardly knew Sarah, but he’d seen her around school, moping on benches, thick dandruff spattering her sweatshirts like a reign of maggots. She always struck him as a goth-kid without the Hot Topic makeover and black hair dye. Her natural russet hair was anarchic, her features washed out against her pallor flesh and her eyebrows so faint that she looked as if she didn’t have them until you got close, making her look skeletal and freakishly statuesque. She was petite, and if there were any noteworthy goodies to her body they were always cloaked by hand-me-down clothes that fit her like garden trash bags.

“I wanna see what you’ve got,” she said. “I’ll bet I can jerk it out of you in five minutes flat.”

He snorted, offended. “Hey, I last longer than that.”

It wasn’t a lie. He was no high school Casanova, but he’d gone to bed with two girls and had gotten head from others. Lately he’d hit a dry spell in the pussy department—the girls at school more interested in the meathead football stars and long-haired rebels—but he still wasn’t some two-stroke Johnny.

“I’m really good at it,” she said.

She said it very matter-of-factly, without any seduction. There was no lust to her, no joy—just a blank girl behaving like an automatic dialer.

He took her up on the offer, looking at it almost as a dare or a bet, and they sneaked into the backstage area and hid until class let out. Now she had his erect cock in her hand and was stroking him, using her saliva as lube. She gave him no dirty talk or sweet nothings, only the steady butter churn of her twisting wrist.

She hadn’t lied. She was good at it.

Sarah was standing behind him so she could take him underhanded, a style his body was familiar with from masturbation. Her breath flowed over his shoulder, smelling of Skittles, her small breasts pressed against his back like Nerf foam. She had the entirety of his genitals out of his fly and she grazed his balls with her fingernails. Dallas felt the pre-cum early on. It pooled in his dickhole and Sarah purposely rubbed it with her thumb.

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