Chapter 2

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Will Smith pushed Chris Rock's head down till his drool varnished the floor, then tugged and hoisted the comedian's well-fabricated buttocks up where the stink was feeding his flat nose. After that, his feet stabilized Chris' knee position, allowing him to prop up and tent his lower body like a tripod, with the other leg being Chris' noteworthy dangling penis that escaped the zipper's clutches.

"Mr. Smith! For the love of the Lord! Have you done enough?!" Chris Rock chided oh so desperately.

"Nah, you should have thought about quittin' dissin' brothas and sistahs sooner!" rebuked an advise from Will, "Now I'm gonna cork that ass of yours shut before you start shitting on people again!"

Will pointed out his index finger towards Chris Rock's upraised ass, then commenced on slicing the fabric open with his cat-like claw delicately as an operating doctor and his scalpel, unveiling the lining of asscrack within.

"Holy Moly!" Cried Chris as the sheer width of his overcooked buttcakes peeled the very last withholding fabric off voluntarily like Superman.

"Yo cheeks be consentin' mo than you do Chris!" Will stated, confirming that this is consensual sex.

Soon the whole world would witness the greatest night in the history of television after Will's Smithsonian cock drilled in steak tartare raw!

"Sugar Honey Ice Tea!!!" bawled Chris as his fartpussy felt the iron of Will Smith's wallop, " WOW! Will Smith just fucked the shit out of me!"

The whole theater erupted into a symphony of sex with the grinding noises from the two-man bump.

The rhythmic sound could not cheer up the whole crowd. Jada literally screaming her lungs out of complete shock. She screamed so vigorously her pubic hair transferred up her head, healing her medical condition. Now she was given a taste of her own medicine for she got cucked bigtime.

"Jada might have an open relationship, But I got something better.... an opened ass!" Chris Rock joked while he had an entanglement with the Gemini Man, Will Smith.

"Shut up, Chris!"

Will Smith raised the tempo up slightly, which got Chris rock hard as the Oscar nominee's girthy jiminy battered with so much bravado, pistoning in and out powered by unleaded semen stored in his balls. The academy has never seen an actor with such a high standard of acting prowess. To them, It's the best acting they've ever seen. They all know Will Smith be acting... who enjoys anal anyway?

Then all of a sudden, Will sensed someone approaching him. He spun by just in time to catch sight of the security personnel advancing.

"Sorry to disturb your lovemaking, Sir... But you're displaying unruly conduct and I advise you leave the perimeters to prevent further disruptions"

"Don't you know who I am!?" Will replied with a sidewise glance at the man, "I am Will Fucking Smith!... Know your place and sit down!"

The security man abided and sat on the stage floor, Indian style.

"Could you at least move there a bit so the camera can have a better view?" The guard asked, masturbating... to which Will did so.

"You're one fresh prince of Bell-end... You know that?!" Chris Rock insulted.

"How many times do I have to say this, Shut up Chris!"

To be Continued...




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