Date: Sun, 21 Aug 2005 23:56:00 EDT
From: JOSHUASPEEDlbf@aol.com
Subject: "Good Times" (Chapter 9)

OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: This story is FICTION based upon FICTIONAL
characters. "Good Times" is a Norman Lear-Bud Yorkin Production/Sony
PicturesTelevision.
                                         Just as Borgen's Market was
closing, James stormed in, striding angrily to the back of the store to
the manager's office, where he encountered the manager, Mr. Gage. He was
a wiry little dude in his early thirties or thereabouts, with a mustache
and wavy hair. He was just getting off the phone when James stormed in,
ranting and raving about the bad roast Florida had bought two days
before, making everyone sick. At first, Mr. Gage tried to con James into
thinking he was truly sorry about the whole affair, but, soon enough,
James saw that this was nothing but a first-class con job. When James
countered him, Mr. Gage started to get beligerent, and threatened to call
thepolice.
                                      That's when James told the cocky
little dude that he'd contacted a representitive from the Food
Administration, and, right away, Mr. Gage started to get nervous, trying
to make light of the wholesituation.
     "Mr. Evans, " Mr. Gage stammered, getting pretty uptight now. "I'm
sorry about everything, but, you gotta understand....I mean....well, I'm
just startin' out here, and......."  Mr. Gage got nofurther.
  Locking the office door and pulling down the blinds, James grabbed Mr.
Gage's office chair and sat down on it, and then grabbed the unsuspecting
manager by his arm, and hauling him roughly across his broad
lap.                                                    "HEY, MAN, " Mr.
Gage growled, "What the FUCK you think you're doin', dude?"  James gave
an evil laugh and replied, "Just what your old man should have done to
you LONG ago, you jive-talkin' hustler!" With that, James' powerful hand
came crashing down on the well-rounded seat of Mr. Gage's tight dress
slacks, making the captive manager yelp and squirm. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Again and again, James' big hand assaulted
the wiseass manager's little trouser-covered butt, making those round,
meaty little globes quiver andbounce.
                                             James was starting to enjoy
this! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!       Mr. Gage struggled,
wriggled, and squirmed in vain to break loose, but the big, hulking James
Evans was simply too powerful for him. Mr. Gage cussed and whined,
whimpered and growled, as James spanked the living daylights out of his
sizzling littleass.
                                         That's when Mr. Gage was
horrified that his cock was rock-hard and grinding against James'
muscular trouser-clad thigh. "Shit," Mr. Gage thought, "don't let this
motherfuckin' dude find out I'm gay!" Then, James stopped spanking long
enough to rougly grab the waistband of Mr. Gage's pants and angrily work
them down to his knees, dragging his tight briefs along with
them.                                                          "HEY!!"
Mr. Gage snarled, "WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU'RE DOIN', MAN?!?" "Only
this, my man!" James replied, grabbing a wooden ruler from Mr. Gage's
paper-strewn desktop. James liked what he saw....A LOT!! Mr. Gage's
thirty-something black buns were round, smooth, and hot to the touch, as
well as turning a deep glowing red. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK!"MOTHERFUCKERRRRRRRR....UGHHH...OOOHHHHSHIT!!"
      Mr. Gage snarled, as James thrashed his little upturned rump with
his own ruler. Each hard, stinging blow of the wooden ruler made his
little buns quiver and sting like hell.....and his throbbing cock drip
lube onto James' pants leg. James' own trouser-cobra, throbbing painfully
in his tight pants, was aching for relief by now, so hot was he at
spanking this fine littleass.
     Then, James threw aside the ruler, and shoved the whimpering little
supermarket manager to his feet, his pants and briefs down around his
ankles. His nine-inch cock, hard as a rock, jutted out from his pubic
bush, in full view of James.                           "Well, well, what
have we here, Mr. Gage?"  James taunted, loving the obvious humiliation
of Mr. Gage. "Looks like someone done really enjoyed having a big dude
spank his littleass!"
                       Mr. Gage stammered sheepishly, " Uhhhh..it's not
what you think, Mr. Evans....I just....well, you know....."  James reply
was only to unzip his fly and reach into his sweaty boxers, and haul out
his massive, lube-drooling, ten inch-plus cock.               "Now HERE'S
a piece of MEAT that's GAURANTEED not to give you food poisioning, my
man! So, why don't you just get on down and take your time servicin' this
hunk of prime?" There was no way in hell that Mr. Gage could deny that he
wanted to suck on this massive piece of black cock. Without thinking, he
licked his lips, got down on his knees between James' big, spread-eagled
legs, and went down on that throbbing slab of black-daddyfuckrod.
                   "LORD HAVE MERCY!" James growled, as Mr. Gage got into
some really heavy-duty cocksucking. "DAMN!! You really are one
cock-hungry little dude, ain't you, Mr. Gage?" Mr. Gage made no response,
except to continue licking, slurping, and sucking away on James Evans'
throbbing black trouser-snake. Judging from the head this little dude was
giving him, it was obvious to James that was NOT the first cock Mr. Gage
had ever sucked. He was obviously quite a
pro!!
Then, Mr. Gage's hand started massaging James' massive balls through his
pants, and James moaned in appreciation, his big hand pumping Mr. Gage's
head up and down on his pounding ghettolovepole.
        But James didn't want to bust his nut, not yet...he had BIGGER
things in mind for Mr. Gage! James roughly pushed Mr. Gage's head away
from his spit and lube-slick dong, and made him bend over his desk. Mr.
Gage knew then WHAT James Evans had in store for him, and his pounding
cock leaked lube onto some invoices he had been working on
earlier.
"OOOHHHHHHMOTHERFUCKER!!!" Mr. Gage snarled, as the massive head of
James' black shaft started stretching his tight, wrinkled pucker.
"UUGhhhhhhhhhh...OHHYEAHH....UGHHHhhhhhhhhh" he grunted, as more and more
of James' huge ghetto pole invaded his tight chute. James' pants were
now down around his shoes, and his huge shaft jutted out from the fly of
his blue undershorts. When James' big, furry balls were up against Mr.
Gage's well-paddled little buns, James' big hands grabbed onto the
smaller man's shoulders through his office coat, and then started easing
his pounding erection in and out of Mr. Gage's sexy little blackbutt.
                                   "DAMN, GAGE!" James chuckled, "YOU
SURE GOT ONE TIGHT LITTLE ASS......GONNA LOVE BREEDIN' THIS LITTLE JIVE
ASS!"  James then began to roughly plow in and out of Mr. Gage's
quivering little behind, loving the feel of those tight ass muscles
gripping his huge black dick like a vice.
"OHHFUCKYEAHHHH!!" Mr. Gage groaned, as James' big hand reached around to
wrap itself around his own pounding cock, and start to pump it in time to
his pounding ass-ramming. Mr. Gage's prostate was humming like the trans
on a new ' 75 De Ville, each hard thrust into his hot little butt made
the horny little manager seestars.
                                "YEAHHHHHHHH....THIS IS WHAT YOU REALLY
WANT, AIN'T IT, MR. GAGE??" James taunted. "You were really starvin' for
a REAL good piece of PRIME!!"  James' massive, cum-boiling nuts smacked
wetly against Mr. Gage's sore, quivering asscheeks, and the horny little
fellow was getting close, as James' huge hand working his throbbing cock
and James' huge dick ravaging his tight little butt was doing him
in.....all tooquickly!
                         "YEAHHHHH, C'MON, DUDE," Mr. Gage moaned.
"YEAHHH...FUCK THAT LITTLE BLACK ASS....YEAH...BREED MY BUTT GOOD,
MAN........FUCK ME
GOOD....OOHH....FUCK....FUCKKKKKK...UGHHHH...OHSHITTT...UGHHHH!!"
 As James' rough hand continued to pump away, Mr. Gage's overloaded balls
finally burst. Jets of thick, sticky, inner-city cock spewed out of his
throbbing cock, spraying all the papers on his desktop, and oozing
through James' thick fingers as well. As Mr. Gage's tight pucker
convulsed wildly around James' ass-pounding lovepole, James reached the
point of no
return.
"YEAHHH.....HERE IT COMES, MR. GAGE!! THIS BIG BLACK DADDY IS GONNA BREED
THAT JIVIN' LITTLE ASS OF YOURS,
MAN...UGHHH...AUGGHHH....OHHHFFUCCKKK...UGHH...UGHHH!!"  Rougly
throttling his aching member in and out of Mr. Gage's cock-stuffed ass,
James' big furry balls let loose, and his massive ebony snake shot out
wad after sticky wad of thick ghetto spunk deep between Mr. Gage's
quivering little buttcheeks.                                         So
intense was James' load that it oozed out of Mr. Gage's shaft-filled hole
and oozed down his inner thighs and down the hard length of James' cock
aswell.
                                                 Finally spent, James
collapsed on Mr. Gage's back, whispering into his ear,
"Dy-no-mite!!" Well, after this little "meeting" with Mr. Gage, James
found out that Florida was having no problem with shopping at Borgen's.
Not only was he saving the choicest, most select cuts of meat for her,
but, he was also giving her a 25 per cent discount every time sheshopped!
      Florida had no idea how James had managed to cajole Mr. Gage into
treating her so royally........only James knew it was because that HE
personally had treated Mr. Gage royally.....in his OWN way!!" THE END!
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