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!!