1. A New Day, A New You part 15


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Fiction, Asian, Blowjob, Male/Female, Romance, Violence, Author: P.O.I., Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com

    with bigger and bigger cuts and for two years we did very well. I never had my own place just the small closet apartment attached to Armando’s was good enough for me. Sadly good things and me don’t last and when Armando was pulled in for possession charges I was sent to Raul, his older brother. Raul didn’t have any idea how the fights worked and loved only the money, not the reputation you get for being or having a winning fighter. He’d have me win a few fights and then lose the big fight on purpose as he bet against me and clean house big time. It’s a parking structure in San Antonio Texas where things came to a head. I’d just thrown my fight but apparently I didn’t throw it convincingly enough and the bookies were asking questions while Raul was demanding his money. I sat back nursing my wounds and looking more hurt than I actually was when I see the bookies leave and Raul make his way back over to me very pissed off with his two body guards in tow. “You screwed up tonight pendejo. They don’t believe you were trying to win the fight,” Raul spits at me and I struggle to get up since there are still a few people around. “I was doing what you tell me to do,” I inform him but he doesn’t care, he wants his money. “Well you owe me fifteen large boy, where you gonna get the money,” Raul asks as his guards move in. I back up and get ready for the fight/beating that is coming my way when I hear someone whistling a long low tune. Both guards stop and look around as Raul turns away ...
    from me to address the stranger approaching us. He’s about six feet tall wearing a suit that makes Raul’s club clothes look cheap and pathetic. He’s also white with groomed dirty blonde hair and a smile on his whistling face. “Back off gringo this doesn’t concern you,” Raul warns but the stranger stops whistling and smiles. “Actually it does, I want him,” the stranger says pointing at me. “Well he ain’t for sale and your business ain’t welcome so turn around and kick rocks before bad things happen to you,” Raul is threatening the man and reaching for his knife in the back of his pants when I see them. One tanned man, possibly Native American with a pony tail on my left and a black man with short hair on my right both in nice suits themselves and carrying handguns. I watch as they drop both of Raul’s bodyguards and keep their weapons on the prone guards as Raul tries to figure out where to keep his attention. “As I was saying Mr. Marcos, I want him and I’m prepared to pay for him,” the whistling man says smiling at Raul. In one of the dumbest moves ever Raul pulls his knife and lunges at the man. I’ve heard Raul can use a knife but the stranger sidesteps the lunge and snatches Raul’s wrist holding the blade twisting it forward and taking the blade out of Raul’s hand before twisting the arm the opposite direction and bringing the blade up to Raul’s throat with his free hand. They look like they’re about to dance except for the knife when the smiling man does the unthinkable, he ...
«12...678...3738»