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Street Lights - 3

Date: 9/24/2017, Categories: Fiction, Gay, School, Teen Male / Teen Male, Author: SJV2012, Rating: 64.3, Source: sexstories.com

can't. Mr. Shoppe cracks his door and motions me to come in. He tells me that I'm to be sent home for the day for fighting. Before I get a chance to say anything, he turns his computer screen so I can see it and shows me a video on YouTube posted 30 minutes ago of me and Carter throwing down and me bashing his head into a locker. I start laughing and he smiles when I turn around and slap the hell out of Coach Starr for grabbing me. He hands me my suspension letter and tells me to leave and it was a good match. I get up, shake his hand and head for the door. Before I get a chance to open it he stops me and says that he's sent Carter home for the week and if there's any problems let him know. I nod and get out of there feeling thousands of times better. ------- I'm laying here looking out of the window at Carter's house a few houses down. Every few houses on the block are 2 stories. His bedroom and my bedroom face each other. Not like he can see me, my lights are out and I'm wearing a black shirt I bought at Hot Topic. Anyways, Brad calls me. He starts talking before I get a chance to say anything. "Link! Bro! Is it true??" "Huh.." "You tried to blow Carter and when he said no you tried to fight him but he handed it to you! At least.. that what everyone is saying. The video was taken down earlier so no on really knows what happened/" I groan. What the hell. "Brad, you know I hate Carter. Why would I ever want to do that kind of shit?" He doesn't say anything. "Alright Link. I ... hope you're okay." "I'll manage. Spread the word. I'll talk to you tomorrow." I hang up first. I painfully turn over in my bed and all my feelings begin to hit me at once. This is the last thing I need right now. Right before I have the chance to close my eyes, there's a knock at the front door. I slide off the bed and limp to the door. I open the door and it's Carter. I reach over and grab the bat we keep by the door. Carter backs up and throws his hands up. "Woah! I come in peace, cadet!" he yells when I raise the bat. He continues, "I just.. nevermind." He turns around to walk away. Just then something takes me over. I run after him, the adrenaline numbing the pain, jump in front of him and stop him. I look up at him. "Why the fuck you do give me such a hard time," I yell at him, "I stay out of your way and you just fuck me over time and time again! What do you want from me?!" He pushes me and I swing the bat. *CRACK* Direct shot to his knee. He falls out on my lawn, moaning in pain. I straddle him and put my hands around his throat. "Look Carter, I'm sick of your shit! I should beat you to death with that bat but I won't," I loudly say. By now the neighbors are outside watching us. He begins to cry a little, which instantly snaps me back into my right mind. I get up and grab the bat. I hold it out and he grabs it, pulling himself up with it. We both limp back to the front door and into the house. I tell him to sit down on the couch while I grab some ice for myself. "Why ...