OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: This story is FICTION based upon FICTIONAL characters. "Good Times" is a Norman Lear/Bud Yorkin Production/Sony Pictures Television. I have to say that I am truly surprised at how popular this gay erotic version of "Good Times" turned out to be, judging from all the appreciative e-mails I've been recieving. So "Good Times" fans, here, as promised, is Part Four (!!) Hope you will find this chapter"DY-NO-MITE!!"
James had come home from work earlier, pissed off as all hell at hearing that his youngest son Michael ,"the militant midget" had been suspended from school because he had called George Washington a "white racist". Originally, James had planned to haul his militant son across his knees for a good butt-blistering belting, but, at the last minute, decided against it. Wanting to let James fully cool down, Florida took Michael along with Thelma down to the South Center to look at new curtains. This left James home alone with J.J. . And James was still pissed at Michael...and VERYhorny!!!!
"Junior", James began, putting his big arm around his eldest son's skinny shoulders, " You know I read somewhere that if a child misbehaves it sometimes means the PARENT failed to do right by the kid, and should be punished himself." J.J. LIKED the sound of that, and he felt his huge ghetto cock start to throb in his pants as he listened to his handsome, rugged daddy. "Junior, I'm gonna take off my belt and drop my pants and then get across your knees. I want you to BEAT my black ass like I was the kid who needs to get his butt whipped!" J.J grinned broadly, his big white teeth flashing as he put his skinny arm around his dad's broad, solid shoulder. "Don't worry, Dad, " J.J. grinned, " I'm gonna give you the SAME spankin' you always gave me...the 'BIG MAC'.......the one that'll really warm your buns!!" By now, James' throbbing ten-incher was a solid slab of inner-city fuckrod, and he started unbuckling his thick black belt, which he then gave to his still-grinning son. J.J. licked his lips in anticipation as James dropped his pants to his ankles, doing the same with his tight-fitting blue boxers. His massive black dick, pounding like hell and drooling lube, jutted out of his thick pubic jungle, making J.J's mouth water even more. Then, J.J. sat on one of the kitchen chairs, which he had pulled away from the table, and sat down on it, then ordered James to " get that big black butt in place to be spanked all right by kidDY-NO-MITE!"
James obeyed, and his thickset, 250 lb torso nearly crushed J.J's skinny legs. J.J's own imprisoned cock pounded painfully as he brushed James' shirttail out of the way, clearing the battlefield for action. As always, the sight of his dad's powerful, broad, round, furry butt made him nearly woozy with lust. Damn, J.J. thought, Dad's gotta have the finest butt in the whole ghetto!!" James could feel the lube flowing freely from his huge black shaft, staining his son's worn trousers. Raising the doubled-up belt high, J.J. snarled, "Sorry, Dad, but this NOT going to hurt ME more than it doesYOU!"
With that, J.J. brought the thick leather belt down hard against those twin mounds of hairy black man-flesh, and James growled "DAMN, JUNIOR!!" as his big belt lashed into the well-rounded contours of his meaty, broad backside. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! James moaned, grunted, and hissed through his clenched teeth as his skinny 18-year-old son whupped his big, hefty ass with his own belt. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Again and again, J.J. brought the belt down against his father's meaty rump, loving the way those big ghetto glutes quivered and flinched with each hard, stingingblow.
Soon, those beefy globes were glowing a dull red, and some nice hot welts had popped up as well, really turning J.J on big-time. More and more sticky lube flowed from the angry head of James' ebony fuckstick, staining J.J's pants, as he felt his big ass sting and burn with each blow of the belt, making his big dong pound all the harder against his son's lap. Suddenly, J.J. stopped his all-out assault on his dad's beefy asscheeks, andsaid,
"You know, Dad, you told me you REALLY need to be punished. So why don't you get up off my lap and bend over the back of the sofa.......I gotta little surprise that'll really make your butt like a paintin' I'd call ' Flaming Sun Over The Ghetto'! " James obeyed, his massive cock, its head smeared with lube, got up off of J.J.'s lap and bent over the back of the couch. J.J. went to the closet, from which he retrieved a wooden paddle he'd made as a joke in shop class, for James to show Michael whenever he got out of line. Emblazoned across its surface was the legend "BLACK POWER"! "Lord Have Mercy!" James muttered, as J.J. teasingly rubbed the paddle against his dad's glowing, throbbingbackside.
"Ok, Dad, " J.J. chuckled, "be prepared to have that super-bad butt paddled clear out of sight by Kid DY-NO-MITE!!" James' big hands held fast to the sofa pack, and he braced his muscular legs as he waited for the first blow of the wooden paddle to fall. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!WHAP!
"MOTHERFUCKERRRRRRRRRRR.....HOT DAMN!! SWEET JESUS!!" James yelped, as J.J. assaulted his dad's massive assglobes with the "Black Power" paddle. J.J. swung the paddle so hard that his dad's big glutes nearly flattened with each blow, only to spring back into shape when the paddle was pulled back. Again and again, J.J. brought the paddle down hard against his tough, hulking dad's broad, proud rump, loving the way those blistered black buns quivered and bounced with each stinging, smarting blow of thepaddle.
By this time, all sorts of erotic discipline thoughts were coursing through James' horny mind, making his cock grind harder against the sofa back. James erotic thoughts darted back and forth.....first he imagined he was getting paddled by his old sergeant in Korea, then he pictured bieng over the knees of a snarling redneck State Trooper in full uniform. His mind raced from one spanking fantasy to the other, getting paddled by Billy Dee Williams, Smokey Robinson, Jesse Jackson........HOTDAMN!!
Soon, James was crying freely, tears of submission, pain, and nut-bustin' ecstacy streaming down his rugged face as his son literally blazed a trail of glory across his quivering, flaming rump. James felt his massive nuts churn.........close...close....gettin' so motherfuckin' close.....almost...almost there....... "PADDLE THE FUCKIN' SPUNK OUT OF ME, JUNIOR!!" James roared, as his tight, hairy babymakers blew apart, and James' huge black staff spewing jet after jet of thick ghetto spunk all over the sofa back as well as his shirtfront. J.J. literally paddled the cum out of his beefy old man, and he felt his still-imprisoned cock let loose with even more lube as he watched his dad gyrate his blg, blistered sexy ass as he continued to shoot his huge cumload. J.J could hold back no longer. He tossed aside the paddle, and quickly dropped his own pants, and, as he did so, his pounding foot-long ghetto glute gorer swung out of his boxers, slick with sweat and lube, aiming right for James well-blistered behind. As the head of that massive black sword started stretching his sensitive chute, Jamessnarled,
"YEAH! JUNIOR! THAT'S RIGHT, MY MAN! BREED YOUR DADDY'S HOT ASS!!" "OOHHHHHYESSSSSSSSSSS!!" J.J. groaned, as he felt his dad's tight, sweaty chute envelope more and more of his massive Southside shaft. When J.J.'s bloated black balls were up against James' flaming asscheeks, J.J. started plowing in and out of his tight, hot chute, loving the feel of his dad's hot butt massaging and working his huge cock. James groaned loud as J.J's skinny fingers slid up inside his sweaty T-shirt and started pinching and squeezing his big, stiff, eraser-sized nipples. "FUCK, YEAH, JUNIOR, WORK THEM TITS, MAN!!" James growled, loving the feel of J.J.'s hot breath on his bull neck as his big ass felt his son's hot teen cock spear his tortured butt again and again. His humming prostate was really bieng brutalized with each powerful, lusting thrustforward. By now, James was again sporting a full-blown hardon, and J.J. reached around with one hand to start yanking his dad's throbbing black love-pole. That did it for James! "AAUGHHH!!!!!! UGHHH!!!! FUCK!! FUCK!! UGHGHHHHHHH!!" James snarled, as J.J.'s pumping fist made him blow a second load, and his big cock throbbed as it spewed out more hot spunk all over the sofa and his son's pumping fist. As he busted his nut, James hairy asshole started convulsing around J.J.'s twelve-inch butt-buster, and he humped even harder and worked over James' stiff nipples as though it were going out ofstyle.
"DY-NO-MITE!!!" J.J. exclaimed, as his massive erection started pumping geysers of thick, sticky spunk deep between his daddy's beefy, glowing buns. As he felt his son's hot load flood his flaming rump, he thought, " ....your butt feels all right when you get spanked and fucked by Kid Dy-No-Mite!!" THE END! Hope you guys enjoyed! Part 5 coming soon!