“Oi!” I shouted, “That’s enough! Leave him alone!” The two louts paused momentarily in their vicious onslaught and then everything seemed to happen in a flash. The one nearest to me suddenly came at me with a look of defiant hatred in his face and a knife in his hand. Normally, sheer terror and common-sense on my part would have made me run for it but I guess that if common sense had been in charge that night, I wouldn’t have been in there in the first place! As it was, the fact that years ago I had studied basic Aikido self-defense must have come flooding back to help me, because as the youth lunged towards me, I reached forward with one hand to grab the outside of his wrist, amateur while my other arm came up to block his other arm and deflect his line of attack. At the same time, my second hand took his knife arm and pressed down and swung to one side. Before he knew what was happening to him, he was japanese sailing through the air, into a tumble-turn onto the hard floor. He hit the floor with a “crump” and my leading hand was still holding his wrist in a lock. cumshot I took the knife off him and threw it across the floor under the cubicle partitions. It went skittering across the tiles, out of asian reach. I sensed his mate coming at me from behind but before I had time to turn to face him, he had grabbed my arms from behind, waiting for his friend to get up, I guess. Unfortunately, his friend was still winded and shaken, so I had time to twist my whole body around, forcing the youth to release one hand, while my other came around into position to grab his wrist. Now facing him but outside him, I was able to use my other arm to push his elbow up and over, while twisting his wrist around. He yelled in pain as interracial he went down on his knees with a crunch and, as I moved behind him, I pulled his arm around behind his back, his wrist still in a lock. I pushed him face down on top of his friend, who was just about get up. “I said, that’s enough!” I shouted at them both, “Why don’t you two just piss off, before one of you gets hurt!” My heart was hammering in my chest and, quite honestly, I felt a bit sick! But Deryk was standing up by this point and presenting even more of an opposition, so both youths just scrambled to their feet and made a run for it out the doorway and into the night. “That was cool,” said Deryk, letting out a sigh of relief, “Thanks for rescuing me.” He was clutching his thigh and there was blood coming from his mouth or his nose; it was difficult to tell which. His jeans were stained too and there was blood on the hand clutching his leg. “Are you OK?” I said, “Do you need a doctor?” He just shook his head but, obviously still in some pain, he stepped uncertainly towards me, his eyes filling-up with tears. He fell against me and as I put my arms around him in an embrace, he buried his face in my neck and groaned, “Just take me home.” I helped him to the car, praying that those youths wouldn’t come back for a second attack. When he was settled in the car, I asked him, “I never thought; but did they steal anything?” “Hmm, yeah,” he sighed, “My phone and my wallet.” As I drove him back to my place, there was a little nagging voice in the back of my head, which was saying, “Interesting; and convenient. No evidence of who this guy really is,” and I felt immediately guilty for being so suspicious. Once inside my apartment, I led him to the bedroom and sat him on the bed. He grimaced as I lifted his arms to remove his leather jacket. He had on a white “X-Men” T-shirt that literally had boot-marks on it. I undid the laces on his own black boots and pulled them off his feet. He was just sitting, slumped on the edge of the bed, still clutching his thigh. “I’m going to have to have those jeans off you,” I said, trying to make a joke of it, and he looked down at me and smiled a sort of pained smile of resignation; as if to say, “It figures – but you won’t get a fight from me!” I raised his legs onto the bed and he lay back with a groan. Releasing the heavy bronze buckle of his belt, I undid the top button of his jeans, as my heart raced. “Just like Deryk,” I thought, “getting into scrapes, as always!” Undoing the remaining buttons of his jeans, I carefully pulled them, a bit at a time, down over his hips. He lifted himself up as I did so, moaning in pain. He was wearing plain white Cin2 briefs and his soft thighs were covered with black hairs. We talked randomly about the holiday and the weather while I answered the questions. ‘What’s your occupation?’ I asian asked amiably. The revelation that I hurt you bothered me more than anything else did. Using the rope I pulled her back. cumshot Harder! "Mhm hmm." We agreed to interracial split a large house salad on our waiter’s recommendation. "That's it, I'm spent," Trent groaned. As she began to walk toward the bathroom, Alex reached forward and grabbed her amateur wrist. Rubbing his young japanese body. “I’m going back out in a few days to help. When I was at the trailer it occurred to me about the t-shirt being wet and I almost panicked. “May or Jenna?”