Hunt Or Be Hunted - Sex Stories

Hunt Or Be Hunted

... "Hey I heard you beamed Paulina with a frozen beer last Friday night." Chelsea told me which scared the crap out of me. I never heard her speak…ever I even thought she was a mute but here she was gossiping about me. "No I didn't." I replied back trying to enjoy my two week old pizza slice from the cafeteria. "Too bad here I thought you was some sort of bad ass." She scoffed at me. The others mumbled there agreement with my lack of bad ass-erty. "Well it wasn't frozen, but I did hit her with a beer half empty though." I said trying to save what little respect I had from my friends. They all stopped eating and looked at me. "Whoa dude…your a dead man." Irving said to me. Chelsea looked at me with concern in her eyes. Blake then just started to guffaw. "What do you mean?" I asked when I noticed the whole football team coming at me. They surrounded the table and Blake immediately stopped guffawing. Chelsea grabbed my face and gave me a huge sloppy wet kiss. "Don't shit yourself when you die." Was the last words I heard before I was carried off into the boys bathroom. Tucker was waiting pacing back and forth. Like a tiger waiting for his meal. I was starting to worry less about the fact weird Chelsea was my first kiss not counting my cousin when I was ten years old and we pretend married each other. I was now more worried about having to fight Tucker again. I wasn't sure what was going to happen but I knew that whatever was going to happen I wasn't going to like it. Tucker told ...

... everyone to leave him and me alone. I wasn't sure if having witnesses around was better or worse for me. Tucker grabbed me by my shirt and pushed me on the wall. "Listen punk you disrespected my girl and worse off you disrespected me. I can't let that happen if I want to make captain of the football team. So naturally you have to die." With that he shoved me to the ground and got on top of me and wailed on my face. I wasn't sure how many punches he got on me but it was enough. I turned myself over and ended up pushing Tuckers skull into a sink. The loud cracking sound didn't sound to well. Tucker's body a slumped off mine and blood was pooling up next to his skull. I slowly got up and saw Tucker wasn't moving. The principle and another teacher came into the bathroom and saw me all bruised up and sitting next to a limp probably dead Tucker. I didn't hear what they said to me too clearly but next thing I know is I'm in a squad car. The trial was fast justice is quick now a days. I plead not guilty but with ten guys all on the football team saying I challenged Tucker to a fight. Even Paulina said I'm a animal who throws beer cans at people for no reason besides watching them bleed. As soon as her smokey blue eyes began to tear up the judge ate it all up. Well I don't have to spell it out do I? The judge sentenced me to the Arena. The Arena is a new system of justice in our country. No more over packed jails. No more federal government money feeding and housing criminals. Nope ...