Date: Thu, 31 Jul 2003 02:05:55 EDT
From: SLIPMAHONEY57@aol.com
Subject: "Archie and Mike's Big Adventure....Part 1"    (celebrity)

OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: This story is FICTION based upon FICTIONAL CHARACTERS.
"All In The Family" is created by Johnny Speight, and is a Bud Yorkin-Norman
Lear Tandem Production. This story is dedicated to all Nifty readers who used to
get pissed when Archie Bunker made yet another off-color remark about
gays.....well, as you will see, every bigot DOES INDEED get his dick....I mean, gets
his DUE! LOL..UNZIP AND ENJOY!!
                             On that hot, muggy July Sunday in 1973, the
borough of Queens was sizzling at the mercy of yet another scorcher.  Edith,
Gloria, Irene Lorenzo and Louise Jefferson had all taken the subway into Manhattan
to see a movie, leaving only blue-collar bigot Archie Bunker at home at 704
Houser St., along with his ultra-liberal son-in-law, Mike Stivic.
                     Archie was sitting in his chair, punk sore at the world.
The television was busted, his loading dock-buddy Stretch Cunningham failed
to get the promised tickets to the Yankees game....so, here he was, reading his
Daily News, nursing his cold can of beer, stuck at home with his lazy,
liberal, mooching son-in-law.
                                      Mike sat on the sofa, too hot to even
read. He wore only a tight white pair of swim trunks, and a pair of beat-up old
sneakers. His broad, hairy chest glistened with sweat, and his muscular,
hairy legs were spread wide. Without thinking, Mike's big hand started absently
rubbing the hefty-looking bulge in the crotch of his tight, sweaty trunks.

                         "AAAWWWWW,GEEEZZEEEEE," Archie moaned, his eyes
glaring over his old bifocals. "Don't youse Polaks ever think about nuttin' but
sex?? Just look at yourself, there...playin' pocket pool like youse was
Minnesota Fats!"                                             Mike grinned, and
replied, "What's the matter , Arch??? You like what you see?"           Archie threw
down his Daily News and glared at Mike "Youse dirty-minded thing, you," he
growled. "Talkin' fag talk to your own father-in-law......youse really are a pig,
Meathead!"

                                That's when Mike looked over to see Archie's
cock, obviously hard, tenting up the fly of his black pants. "Yeah, Arch,"
Mike chuckled. "You hate this talk so much, you actually sprouted a boner,
there!" Hearing that, Archie grabbed his newspaper, trying to hide the bulge in his
pants from his hunky son-in-law.
    "NOW HEAR DIS, MEATHEAD," Archie snarled, but, he got not further, as
Mike had pulled down the crotch of his trunks, and his massive, ten-inch polish
sausage was standing at rigid attention, its meaty head smeared with hot lube.
                                            For once, the loudmouth bigot of
704 Houser Street was at a loss for words. He simply stared at Mike's huge
cock, feeling his own blue-collar boner stiffen even  more. Archie had been
fighting off these feelings he'd had about Mike for too long now....all the time
they bickered and fought, Archie secretly had been having images of his hunky
young son-in-law naked flashing through his head. He rallied strongly against
those "queer feelins'", but the harder he tried, the more persistant the
fantasies became.
                                   Mike, though he was married, had
experimented sexually with his college buddies a few times, and he often thought it
would be the cherry on his sundae to seduce his homophobic, bigoted, blue-collar
father-in-law. But NEVER did he expect to see Archie with a good, rigid boner
in his pants!!
                  Archie KNEW his goose was cooked.....and he KNEW that Mike
was obviously hot at the prospect of seeing him with a raging hardon tenting
his fly. Archie just dropped the newspaper to the floor, and stammered, "Aww,
geeze, Mike.....I mean....."                      Mike flashed a sexy, wicked
grin, his thick mustache quirking up. "I know what you want, Arch," he
chuckled, stroking his fat, drooling cock as Archie's eyes nearly bugged out of his
head. "And it's ALL YOURS........but FIRST..you gotta EARN IT!"
Before Archie could reply, Mike reached over and unbuckled his chunky
father-in-law's belt and unzipped his fly. He yanked Archie's pants down to his ankles,
and then he roughly hauled him across his bare, hairy legs.
                            "I'VE BEEN WAITIN' A LONG TIME FOR THIS, ARCH, "
Mike snarled. "Remember all the times you called me "Polak", and "Pinko", and
"Meathead "??? NOW IT'S PAYBACK TIME!!"  Archie's plump buns, encased in his
sweaty, snug, red-striped boxers, made a VERY HOT target for Mike!
                                                              SMACK SMACK
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK                Mike's big, powerful
hand started angrily spanking Archie's fat buns through his tight shorts. Every
powerful blow from Mike's strong hand made Archie's round, boxer-clad ass
quiver and bounce, and Archie had NOT expected to be spanked by his own
son-in-law!!

"AAAWWGEEZZEEEE...OOUUCCHH...OOUUCCHH.......OOOUUCCHHHHHHHHHH.....GOOD NIGHT NOYSE....AAAWWWWMIKE!!" Archie
howled, as Mike continued spanking his smarting ass. Then Mike quickly pulled
the seat of Archie's boxers down just enough to bare his plump, smooth buns,
which were now a glowing red. Mike could feel Archie's stumpy WASP cock rubbing
against his thick, hairy thigh.         Mike then yanked Archie's belt from
his belt loops and doubled it up. "NOW, ARCH," he growled, "IT'S MIKE STIVIC'S
PAYDAY!!" With that, holding his chunky, blue-collar father-in-law firmly in
place, Mike started thrashing Archie's red, upturned ass with the belt.

                           WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP
WHAP        "YYYYYYOOOOOOWWWWWWW......AAAWWFFUUCCKKKKKKKKK!!" Archie yowled,
as the belt assaulted his broad, quivering backside. Each stinging, smarting
blow felt like he was bieng paddled with a hot frying pan, and tears were
filling his eyes. And yet, his stiff cock ground against Mike's powerful thigh,
leaking lube onto his muscular, hairy leg.  Mike's cock was throbbing like mad
now, as he watched his bigoted dad-in-law's beefy ass welt up and quiver. When he
felt Archie's hand trying to grab onto his huge Polish prick, Mike threw down
the belt. He roughly pushed Archie off his lap, his huge cock standing at
rigid attention, jutting out of his thick pubic jungle.

                            Archie's work-roughened hands rubbed his sore,
blistered buns. How the hell would he be able to sit on those hard subway seats
in the morning?? Mike saw Archie's stubby, beer-can cock, rock hard and
drooling lube, and he again grinned an evil, sexy grin.

          "OK, ARCH...YOU EARNED IT, " Mike chuckled. "DO YOU STILL WANT IT?"
               Archie simply licked his parched lips and muttered "Yeah,
Mike.....I do.....yeah, gimme that big Polak prick!" Archie then knelt between
Mike's hairy, wide-spread legs and his animal instinct took over. He grabbed onto
Mike's throbbing cock, and his fat tongue started to lap at the lube-smeared
head, and Mike whimpered as Archie's tongue started licking at the sensitive
skin of his cock as though it were an ice-cream cone.

      "AAAWWFFFUUCCKK, ARCH," Mike groaned, his fingers running through
Archie's thinning hair, as Archie opened up his mouth and went down on his hunky
son-in-in-law's massive cock like a pro. How can such a homophobic bigot suck a
cock like this, Mike wondered. He had no way of knowing, that, some weeks
earlier, Archie had lost a bet in a poker game down at Kelsey's. He had to not
only suck off Kelsey's fat cock, but also had to go down on Stretch Cunningham's
lanky horse cock as well. And, Archie discovered, that he had a long dormant
appetite for cock, and had even sucked off Stretch and and a few of the other
guys down at the loading dock during his lunch hour......
                                                               Archie's rough
hand played with Mike's bulging, hairy nuts, and his hot mouth was now
tightly wrapped around Mike's throbbing shaft. Mike was squirming on the sofa, going
wild as his bigoted father-in-law deep-throated his fat Polish sausage. At
first, Mike wanted to shoot a hot, thick load down Archie's
throat......but.......he had something ELSE in mind!"
                                                Mike made Archie stand up,
and he then planted his hot mouth on Archie's, and his thick mustache tickled as
his hot tongue slithered into Archie's waiting mouth. Far from bieng
repulsed, Archie responded by cramming his own tongue deep into Mike's mouth, and his
hands reached around and started rubbing and kneading Mike's round, firm,
hairy buns. Mike reached down and stroked Archie's stubby shaft, his fingers
teasing the angry, slick head.
                        Then Mike bent Archie over  his chair..HIS chair ,
and started easing his fat, monstrous shaft between Archie's round, blistered
buns. Archie yelped loudly as the meaty head of Mike's boner started invading
his virgin chute. "AAAWWWWWWWFFUUCCKK, MIKE," Archie moaned, as more and more of
Mike's shaft slid deeper and deeper into his blistered ass
"AAAWWGGEEEZZEEEEE..YOU'RE GONNA SPLIT ME IN HALF, THERE, MIKE!!"     Mike merely chuckled as he
slid deeper into Archie's hairy, sweaty crack.  When his hairy, cum-filled
nuts were up against Archie's round, blistered assglobes, Mike slowly started
slowly pumping in and out of Archie's ass, as Archie rubbed his aching cock
against the worn arm of his chair.
                           A few moments later, Mike Stivic was royally
screwing the round, red ass of his bigoted father-in-law, every grunt, every moan,
every erotic groan of raw, masculine lust making Mike hornier by the second.
Damn, Mike thought, even Gloria's snatch isn't THIS fucking tight!

               Archie's virgin hole gripped Mike's butt-banging bat like a
vice, and Mike's cum-loaded nuts thudded and thwacked against his
father-in-law's blistered ass with each forward thrust.
               Mike then reached around and unbuttoned Archie's sweaty shirt,
and his thick fingers started pinching Archie's stiff nipples as he slammed
his homophobic prostate even harder.

 When Mike's strong fist wrapped itself around his rock-hard dong, Archie
KNEW he could NOT HOLD BACK. He started groaning loudly, his hand reaching back
to feel his macho son-in-law's hairy torso, urging his huge dick even
deeper.....................                     "Ohhh,yeah, Mike.." Archie muttered,
feeling his sweaty balls churn.  "yeahh, Mike..feels really good, there..yeah,
fuck my ass good...yeaahhh....AAAAAAAGEEEEZZZZEEEEEUUGHHHHHHH!!!!!!" As Mike's
hand flew up and down his stubby shaft, Archie's overloaded nuts blew, and his
thick cock began spewing gob after gob of blue-collar jizz all over the worn
upholstery of his beloved old chair. Mike thought Archie's cock would
literally EXPLODE in his fist, so intense was his massive orgasm.
                                                        Archie's sphincter,
no longer virgin, began squeezing and grabbing MIke's huge college cock. Mike
could NOT believe he had NOT ONLY BROKEN HIS BIGOTED FATHER-IN-LAW'S
BUTT-CHERRY, BUT HAD WHIPPED HIS FAT ASS AND HAD GOTTEN SOME A-1 HEAD AS WELL!

      "YEEAAHH, ARCH, " MIke moaned, fucking his chunky dad-in-law like a
maniac. "YEAAHH, ARCH...THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED ALL ALONG,
GUY..........AAUUGGHHHHUUGHHOOHHHHFFUUCCKKYYEEESSSSSSSSSSS!!"        Archie felt as though a fire
hose was shooting off in his tight ass, and Mike's fat, throbbing cock unleashed
torrents of thick, hot Polish cock-sauce deep between Archie's well-whipped
buns, geysers of thick spunk flooding his hairy, blue-collar butt.   Archie's
narrow mind widened immensely, as he felt that hot, thick spooge flood his
tight ass...................
                                                 As Mike's big arms hugged
Archie's thick torso to his sweaty, hairy chest, he felt his spent cock begin to
soften. As he slowly pulled out of Archie's hairy, cock-stretched ass, the
old, circa 1950 phone began to jangle. As Mike collapsed onto the sofa, Archie,
with his pants and boxers still around his shoes and gartered socks, hobbled
over to the phone. It was Edith, still in Manhattan. "Archie, " Edith gushed
"There's a big power failure in Manhattan, and the subway's ain't runnin'. So
me, Gloria, Irene, and Louise are gonna find some place to eat dinner, while we
wait for the subways to start runnin' again."
                                                                   She
paused, and then Gloria got on. " Daddy, we're gonna be stuck in Manhattan for
awhile. Ma just told you about the power failure and the subways not running and
everything.....are you and Michael ok?"
Archie looked at Mike was again spread-legged on the sofa, his fat, cum-and-sweat
coated cock getting hard again.  Archie grinned broadly.
                             "Yeah, Don't worry, little girl, " Archie said
"The Meathead and I are doin' ok...."                If Gloria ONLY knew... and
now Archie knew WHY "MEATHEAD" fitted his son-in-law like a
glove............. THE END!!!       Hope you guys enjoyed! Comments and feedback are always
welcome!!