[Tuesday] Fiction: JUNKFOOD NOIR, Chapter 13

"Burn Baby Burn"

Gamble sat naked on the couch but his mind was on the other side of the room, watching himself sitting on the couch with Jimmy King's blonde fucktoy wrapped around him, her face buried in his neck whispering tales of her abusive childhood.

"...my dad and my brothers left that night with guns in hand and I never heard from my Uncle again," Blondie confided.

Only Gamble wasn't listening, focused instead on the scene playing out in front of him.  David and Jimmy were wrapped around Krystal on the bed, legs and hands and cocks sliding around white sheets.

Gamble noticed the blood first, red like rain drops staining the linen.  He struggled to focus but time moved like still frames from a film, distorted by the cocktail of LSD and MDMA burning through his veins.

"...and I had never even seen a dick that big.  I didn't know how he was going to fit it in my ass..."  Blondie was still reciting her life story into the flesh of his neck.

Gamble's eyes followed the blood up Krystal's leg to her thigh, where Jimmy was cutting small, shallow lines with a straight razor.  Krystal's back arched and her long delicate fingers gripped the sheets between her legs, a small primal moan escaping her lips.

Jimmy moved the blade to her back, cutting tiny little lines across her waist and shoulders.  David licked at them, letting Krystal's blood smear across his mouth.

"So hot..." Blondie was watching them now as well, her hand on Gamble's flaccid cock, desperately trying to bring it to life.

Gamble remained glued to the horror scene playing out in front of him.

The razor was traded for bottle of rubbing alcohol , Jimmy splashed it across the writhing girl's open wounds.  Krystal yelped with every splash, but her body continued grinding under David's forceful grip.

Bored with the two lovers, Jimmy rolled over and lit himself a cigarette, his eyes locking with Gamble's for a brief, horrible moment.

Jimmy's cracked lips formed a cruel smile, his eyes dark with mischief.  He rolled back over to David and Krystal, lighter still in hand.

Click.  Click.  Click.

Jimmy flicked the lit lighter towards Krystal, threatening to burn her with the tiny flame.

"Baby, stop..." Krystal playfully moaned.

WHOOSH!

Krystal's back burst into flames as the lighter connected with her alcohol-soaked skin.

"Burn baby burn," Jimmy laughed.