Henry Simmons, co star of "Madea's Family Reunion", was reading the newspaper on his porch when a flashy black Mercedes pulled into his driveway. Out jumped rapper, Method Man. "Hey, what's up, Meth." Henry said. "I need that dick, man!" Method man blurted out. Henry smiled broadly to himself. The last time he fucked Method Man it was at the wrap party for "Madea's Family Reunion. He fucked the rapper in front of everybody. It was humiliating for Meth, which made it hotter for Henry. "You agree to my terms?" Henry asked. "What terms?" Meth asked. "You know what terms!" Henry said. It only took a brief moment for Method Man to remember the last time they'd had sex. "No, man!" He protested. "I'm not doing that, again! No!"
"Alright, then. Take your horny behind and get off my property." Henry said. Method man paused for a moment. "Go on, get out of here!" "Alright, alright!" Method Man said. "I'll do whatever you want!" "Alright, then. Let's take a drive." Henry said. He walked over to his Jag and got in. Method Man got in on the passenger side. Since they were in New York, Henry headed to one of the most populated spots he could think of: the Brooklyn Bridge. He parked on the side of the road. "Now, get out!"
"What are we doing here?" Method Man asked, suspicious. "You're gonna take off all your clothes and I'm gonna sit here and watch you do it." Henry said, grinning from ear to ear. "Now, as DMX said in Belly, Strip, nigga, strip!" Henry had to admit, he enjoyed saying that. "Alright, alright." Method said, sighing. "I'll strip" First, he pulled off his Timberland boots and socks. Then he took off his jeans and baseball jersey. He had on a pair of black boxer briefs that fit his form perfectly. He stood there for a moment. "I want everything off!" Henry said. "I know, I know." Method Man sighed, again. "I mean, you don't have to do this." Henry said, sensing that Method Man was hesitant about the whole thing. "You can put your clothes back on. I can drive you back to my place and you can be on your merry way." "No, man." Method Man said. "I need that dick!"
Henry grinned from ear to ear when he heard that. "So, I could make you do anything I want and, you'd do it cause you need this dick?" He asked. "Yes!" Method Man admitted, exasperated. "Alright, then." Henry said. "Now, take them sexy drawers off!" Method Man paused for a second. He looked around him. Cars were whizzing by on the bridge. He couldn't believe he was about to do this. "C'mon, now. I don't have all day." Method Man rolled his eyes at Henry. Then he took his underwear down and off. "Now, take your clothes and throw them over the bridge!"
"Are you crazy!" Method Man exclaimed. "You can't be serious?" Henry just looked at him, unwavering. Method Man growled and...gathered up his clothes and shoes. "I can't believe I'm doing this!" Method Man thought to himself. This is nuts!" Then he looked back at Henry. More to the point, he looked back at his package. Henry Simmons was hung like a damn horse and Method Man wanted all of that meat inside of him! So, without hesitation, he threw his clothes into the river below!
Method Man walked back to Henry. "One more thing." Henry said. "Let me see you shake that fat ass of yours." "Naw, man!" Method Man said, finally. "I am done!" "Don't you want this dick?" Henry said, as he unzipped his pants. Then, he reached into his pants and pulled out his dick. It was thick and, at least, a foot long! Method Man's mouth watered as he stared hungrily at Henry's dick. "I had to do something to keep him under my spell." Henry thought to himself. "This seems to be working."
"So, you gonna shake that ass, or what?" Henry said. "Give me a good show." Without hesitation, Method Man bent over and twerked and shook his ass for Henry. "Yea, that's it! Shake that phat ass!" Henry walked over and gently caressed Method Man's bubble butt. Then, suddenly... SMACK! He smacked Method Man's ass, making him jump in surprise. "Mmmm." Method Man moaned as he rubbed his sore ass. "That hurt man... Hurt so good!"
"You liked that, hunh?" Henry asked. "Yes...daddy!" Method Man said. Henry walked over to the hood of his car and sat on it. "Come here, man." He said. "You've been a bad boy. You need to be punished." Method Man walked over to Henry. "Now, get across my knees...NOW!" Method Man's dick got hard, instantly, due to the bass in Henry's voice. He quickly got across Henry's lap. "Please be gentle, daddy." He pleaded. "That's not gonna happen!" Henry said. "Not today!"
SMACK! SMACK! "Oooh, daddy, I've been a real bad boy!" Method Man cooed. "I know." Henry said. "But, don't worry, son. I'm about to beat the badness out of you." SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "OOOH, SHIT, DADDY!" Method Man moaned louder. His ass cheeks felt like they were on fire! He wiggled his ass as Henry continued to give him one hell of an ass whooppin'. SMACK! SMACK! He could feel his dick getting hard underneath him. SMACK! SMACK! Suddenly, Henry stuck his middle finger up Method Man's hole. It was tight as hell. His ass lips gripped his finger like a cap grips a bottle! "MMMMMMM!"
Method Man backed his ass up on Henry's big middle finger. Henry slid his finger all the way up Method Man's hole and wiggled it around inside. "FFUUCCKK!" He moaned. "You like that, don't you?" Henry asked, slapping Method Man's juicy booty. "Yesss!" Method Man moaned in ecstasy. He more than liked it, he needed more. "Spank me harder!" SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The sound of skin hitting skin could be heard throughout the bridge. Method Man's ass was getting darker and darker and his dick was getting harder and harder. Eventually, something had to give....
"FUCK ME!" Method Man growled desperately. So, Henry bent Method Man over the hood of his car and violently shoved his dick up his asshole. "OOOHH FFFUUUCCCKKK!" Method Man howled. "GIVE ME THAT DICK!" Henry piston fucked Method Man's hole. "SHIT, NIGGA! MMMMM! FUCK!" Henry was tearing that ass apart. "You like this dick, don't you?" Henry asked. "YESSSSS!" Method Man hollered. "You like daddy's dick, don't you?" Henry asked. "YESS!" Method Man howled. "Let me hear you say it." Henry said. He fucked Method Man harder and faster, slamming his dick up his hole mercilessly. "FUCK! I LOVE DADDY'S DICK!" Method Man shouted to the heavens. His voice went several octaves higher. Henry grabbed Method Man by the hair and pulled it. "You're my bitch, aren't you?" "Yes, daddy." Method Man said. "SAY IT LOUDER, BOY!" Henry barked. "I'M YOUR BITCH!" Method Man roared as Henry raped his hole. "MMMMMMMMM!"
Henry knew he had Method Man in the palm of his hand but, he wanted to make sure. "Twerk on this dick while I fuck you down." He said. Sure enough, Method Man twerked on his dick, bouncing his ass up and down on his dick. "Yea, that's it, nigga! Twerk that big booty!" Henry smacked Method Man's ass as he fucked him. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Method Man was beyond hot now! Henry saw Method Man reaching for his dick. He grabbed his hand and said, "Leave your dick alone! That's my dick! I own that dick!" Method Man's dick was hard, and he was losing his mind!
"Please let me stroke my dick!" He begged. "You want to touch yourself?" Henry asked. "Yes! Please!" Method Man said, desperation in his voice. "You can stroke your dick if I can piss down your throat!" Henry said. Without batting an eye, Method Man got down on his knees and opened his mouth. Suddenly, he felt hot piss trickling down his throat. "I guess I got me a new urinal. Now don't spill a drop!" Henry peed for a good minute or so. "Now, you can cum!" He stroked his own dick as he watched Method Man furiously stroke his dick. Suddenly, after only a couple of seconds, Method Man came all over the place. That shit turned Henry on. "Come here!" Method Man got closer to Henry. So, Henry grabbed him by the hair and... "AWWWWWW FFFFUUUCCCCKKKK!" Henry came all over Method Man's face!
Method Man went to wipe off the cum but, Henry stopped him. "Leave that shit right where it is." Henry said as he got his cell phone out. "Now, get on your hands and knees and bark like a dog!" Without questioning the order, Method Man got on his hands and knees and barked like a dog while Henry videotaped him. Suddenly, Henry noticed cars honking their horns. People had stopped to watch the show and cars were backed up on the bridge. "Come on. It's time for us to go." He went to the back of the car and popped the trunk. "Get in!" Method Man crawled into the trunk of the car. Henry slammed the door closed and got into the car and drove off.
The End