Date: Fri, 19 Aug 2005 01:14:00 EDT
From: JOSHUASPEEDlbf@aol.com
Subject: "Good Times" (Chapter 8)
OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: This story is FICTION based upon FICTIONAL
characters. "Good Times" is a Norman Lear-Bud Yorkin Production/Sony
PicturesTelevision.
James Evans was pissed big
time. He sat with an angry scowl on his handsome face as he chugged his
beer down at the Kit-Kat bar. He'd had a big fight with Florida over her
wanting to go to night school so she could get her high school diploma,
and he just grabbed his coat and cap and hustled down the street under
the rumbling L trains as he headed for the old corner bar. While there,
he'd run into an old buddy of his who he hadn't seen in a while, Willy
Johnson. The two men started reminiscing about the old days, and, even
though James was glad to see his old buddy, inside, he was still prettypissed.
Then Joe Robinson, the
owner, asked James if he'd do him a favor and keep an eye on the place
while he grabbed the L to go downtown to the bank. He also told James
that he wanted him to keep the place closed until he returned, and that
he (and Willy Johnson) could help themselves to a few drinks, on the
house. So, while Motown music played over the jukebox, James and Willy
hoisted a few Muscatels, and the booze started getting the two men pretty
loose. That's
when Willy decided to make his move on James; he'd had his lusting eyes
fixed on this hot black stud-daddy for years, drooling at the way his
bulging basket and hot bubblebutt looked in those tight pants he always
wore. Willy was married, but that didn't stop him from having sex with
other guys when he was feeling particularly horny; truth was, he enjoyed
sex with another man far more than he ever did with hiswife.
"Damn, James," Willy chuckled, patting James'
broad shoulder ."You sure have been keepin' yourself in shape, my man!
Damn, you really keep that body in tone!" James grunted in reply, a sly
smile appearing on his face. He KNEW what Willy was up to.......Willie
wanted to get into his tight pants, just like so many other dudes wanted
to! "Tell the truth, Willy," James grinned, eyeing the growing bulge
behind the fly of Willy's tight, worn jeans "You just wanna get it on
with me....am I right, brother?" "Damn right," Willy replied, his hand
now on James' powerful thigh, slowly moving up to hiscrotch.
"Damn, James, I've wanted a
piece of your hot ass for too long now....I can't wait any longer,man!"
With the "CLOSED" sign prominently
displayed in the door, and the fact that they were in the back of the
bar, away from the windows, James was NOT going to disappoint Willy
Johnson! Without another word, James reached over and put his big arm
around Willy and leaned forward to press his lips againstWilly's.
"Motherfucccckkkerrrrrrrrr" Willy moaned, as he
and James started deep-kissing, thier big tongues fucking each others'
hot mouths with wild abandon. Then both hunky men started rubbing each
others' pounding shafts through thier pants, and Willy groaned deeply as
his rough hand finally gripped that big piece of Southside cock that he
wanted to taste for too long now. Willy could feel James' massive cock
throb even through his pants, and it only spurred him on to cram his
tongue deeper into James' mouth evenmore.
Suddenly, Willy got up, and
went over to the jukebox. Putting some coins into the neon-lighted,
chrome-trimmed machine, Willy selected a number of Temptations' and Four
Tops' records, and as the hot Motown music started to play, Willy made
his next move. "Gonna give you a damn fine blowjob, James," Willy
chuckled, giving his hunky ebony pal an evil wink. "And then I just gotta
do a job on that damn fine butt of yours!" A wide grin flashed across
James' handsome face as he started unbuckling his belt and unzipping hispants.
"OK, then, Willy," James replied, "Just get on down, my man, just
GET ON DOWN!!" In a flash, the hunky Willy Johnson was on his knees in
front of James, roughly yanking his pants down to hisshoes.
He then reached into the fly of James' tight, sweaty boxers and hauled
out his massive black horsecock, the head of which looking like a large
plum smeared with hot lube. James leaned back against the pinball machine
and moaned.
"YESSSSSSSLOOOOOORRRDDD!!" Willy's thick tongue started lapping away
at the lube-slick head of his throbbing ghetto cock. James gripped the
edge of the machine even tighter as Willy's talented tongue assaulted his
pounding cock. But this was only ateaser.
His mouth open wide, James
growled deeply as Willy's hot lips enclosed around his meaty blacklovepole.
"Damn, dude, where'd a married guy like you
learn to give such damn fine head?" James moaned. Willy didn't reply; he
only gave James another sly wink as he continued to suck on that fat,
throbbing ebony lollypop. As another Temptations' song startedplaying,
Willy reached into James' sweaty shorts and
pulled out his tight, massive furry balls, and James groaned loudly as
Willy's big hand toyed with those sweaty black babymakers as he
deep-throated his throbbing black bone. James felt his bulky balls churn
and his broad hand guided Willy's capped head back and forth,
force-feeding him that fat, sweaty ghettocock.
"UUGHHH!!!! UGHHHH!! FUCK, YES, WILLY!!" James snarled, feeling his
cock throb hard. "YEAHHHHH...GONNA SPUNK YOUR MOUTH, MY
MAN....GODDAMN.....UGHH...OOHHHYEAHHH!!" Willy's hands grabbed onto
James' meaty buns as James climaxed violently, his fat, massive black
daddy-dick spewing jets of creamy, salty-sweet ghetto jizz into his hunky
pal Willy's hot mouth. Willy swallowed as fast as he could, determined
not to miss even a drop of James' thick, manly, tangy load. The sweaty,
musky smell of James' crotch really got to Willy, and he deep-throated
that black shaft like there was notomorrow.
James moaned again as Willy
slowly pulled off his sweaty, sticky plunger and rubbed the oozing head
all over his lips andmustache.
Then Willy stood up, and
planted his cum-slick lips against James' and kissed him long and deep.
Then James' broad hand moved over to Willy's crotch, and started
massaging the throbbing package in his tight jeans. "Payback time, my
man!" Willy snarled, getting to hisfeet.
"Turn around, drop that
fuckin' underwear and bend over that motherfuckin' pinball machine!"
James wasted no time, and, in a second, he was bent over the pinball
machine, with its flashing colored lights and rattling numbers. Again,
Willy dug into his pockets and slipped in enough coins for at least a
dozen games. His erection practically ripped out of his jeans as he drank
in the highly-erotic sight of James' big, firm glutes....twin mounds of
furry, cock-tingling buttflesh!!
Willy yanked the thick black belt from his jeans and started whacking
James' big behind with avengance.
CRACK!! CRACCK!! CRACCKK!! CRACK!! CRACK!! CRACCK!!
CRACCKK!! The pinball machine rattled, clattered, jingled, and rang as
his big body jolted its electrical innards as Willy continued to really
whup his massive black butt. James grunted, cussed, and moaned as that
big belt stung and lashed his round, quivering backside, which, soon
enough, was glowing a deep
crimson. "YOUR
COCKTEASIN' ASS DESERVED THIS LONG AGO, JAMES!" Willy growled, as he
really blasted James' big, meaty glutes with his
belt. Every fresh blow of
the belt to his sizzling rump made his humongous, hard-again black cock
grind up against the edge of the jangling pinball machine even harder,
coating the chrome with sticky
lube. Then,
as a Four Tops record started to play, Willy shucked both his jeans and
his tight briefs down to his work boots. He then spit a couple of times
into his hand, and then proceeded to lube up his ten-and-a-half-inch
ghetto dong. Then, pulling James' sore, burly glutes apart, Willy pressed
the super-sensitive head of this aching ebony dick against James' hairy,
sweaty
pucker.
"MOTHERFUCKER!!!! FUCK!!!!! OHHHFUCK!!!!" James growled as more and more
of his buddy's huge black cock slid into his tight, furry rump. Willy was
trying damn hard not to cum right then, so hot was the sensation of
James' hot, hairy ass wrapping around his pounding dick. Willy then
grabbed onto James' broad shoulders through his sweaty flannel shirt, the
sleeves of which were rolled up to James' elbows. James braced himself
for what promised to be one rough, hard fuck. The metal ball inside the
jangling, flashing machine bounced off of the electric bumpers in a
frenzy, agitated by the pounding movements of one hot assfucking, the
score going higher and higher as Willy's fat cock continued to roughly
slam in and out of James' sore, hairybutt.
"DAMN FUCKIN' COCKTEASER, THIS IS
WHAT YOU NEED!" Willy snarled, his cum-loaded low-hangers smacking James'
firm buns with each forward thrust. "YEAHHH, YOU BIG BLACK DADDY! YOU
LOVE WAVIN' THIS BIG HUNKY ASS AROUND THE PROJECTS....WANTIN' ALL THE
DUDES TO SCREW YOU GOOD!" The muscles in James' ravaged rump were
working over Willy's throbbing monster like a thousand little fingers,
driving him wild. James' prostate was bieng battered to a pulp, and he
moaned as he felt his hairy nuts reaching the point of no
return. "UGHH!!! UGHH!!!! OOHHHFUCK!!
MOTHERFUCKER!! YEAH, MAN......BREED THAT BUTT...YEAH...FUCK ME GOOD,
MAN...UGHHH!! OOHHHHHH......UGHHHHHHHHH!!" James massive orgasm nearly
blew his bloated balls apart, and his huge black dick began spewing wad
after wad of thick Chicago ghetto spunk all over the jangling pinball
machine. As James shot all over the machine, it brilliantly lit up with
every bell ringing and every buzzer buzzing madly. A large electric sign
on the front panel lit up spelling out "TILT!!" and a mechanical arm
bearing a metal sign reading "RIGHT ON!" swung out from thetop.
James' clutching, convulsing chute was torturing Willy Johnson's
massive black fuckrod, and he could no longer hold back. "AWWWSSHITTTT,
JAMES!" Willy moaned, slamming his hunky pal's ass even harder. "GONNA
CREAM THAT MOTHERFUCKIN' ASS GOOD, MY
MAN...OHHSHITYEAH.....UGHHHHHH...UUGHHH!!" James felt as though a
ruptured firehose had let loose in his well-filled butt, as gob after
thick gob of hot Southside soul sauce flooded his batteredbutt.
As his battle-scarred
cock shot the last jets into James' hot, sperm-filled butt, Willy leaned
forward, breathing hard, and whispered in James' ear. "Hey, James, we
gotta do this more often....my old lady is going away this weekend to
visit her cousin in Detroit....wanna come over and keep me company, my
man?" "DY-NO-MITE!" James replied, mimicking his eldest son, J.J. . THE
END! Hope you guys who have been following the series from the
start enjoyed this latest! Comments and feedback are always welcome!