The All Father

[Robotiko]

The All Father

When a strange new family passes through town, Frank is put to the test, succumb
To their charismatic whims or face his destiny alone

Intro part 1


The darkness had enveloped them some time ago, forcing the two figures closer, like stellar objects, they gravitated towards each other.

Catherine couldn’t believe her luck...no, it wasn’t luck, nor any of the forces and beings that governed chance...destiny.

It was destiny that had given her the Vision of the future, one set in stone, one where she would stand at the edge of the world and she would piss on it.

In this very dark excursion, it was hot, it was humid and it was awash in summer scents, Catherine could smell the Missouri earth, moist and quite tangible, there was pine, and there was Frank.

Frank Ackerman, the 36 year old man that would soon be responsible for her ascension took another gulp of whiskey straight from the bottle.

In her vision, in the ticking recesses of her mind frank was some one, or rather yet, something else entirely.

He’d get there Catherine thought, one way or another she would pull and extract all his hidden talents, no matter how deep.

For now, frank by all intents and purposes was quite human, he was five eleven with short brown hair and brown eyes that seemed black in the dark, lakeside forest.

He was muscle, put plain and simple, but he seemed oblivious to the kind of pull he had on other people, including Catherine and her family.

“Frank” Catherine began, a whisper in the dark “Do you think we’re alone in the universe?”

She could smell the whiskey coming from the handsome man to her left, they sat on the back part of his truck and the distance between them kept getting infinitesimally smaller.

“Do you think, anyone is watching over us?” She cooed, her hand began to trace his low hanging pectorals, she marveled at the way they jutted out, powerful and stiff.

Frank stifled a small groan as he felt the blood rush to his groin, he could feel his already big cock get even bigger.

“John, your husband?” He probed.

Frank had to stop her advances then and there, he liked the Krause family, they had arrived to town a few days prior and already everyone they met held them in such high regard.

Besides, John was an amazing man and their son Jonathan had taken to frank in a way that he couldn’t really describe, admiration perhaps?

His suit flexed trying to accommodate his thick frame as best it could, but his pants were having a tough time attempting to hold back and hide his growing erection.

“John likes you a lot, he even went as far to say this...” Catherine took the whiskey bottle away from Frank’s hand and took a long swig, one longer that any frank had taken that night, he raised an eyebrow, impressed with the blonde woman

“Cat, you make sure to give my man frank a real good ride” The woman said as she swung her leg over his “I want you to give that fat Hercules all you got”

Catherine straddled frank, her ass touching his erection, making it throb, she clasped one hand behind his neck and the other maneuvered the bottle to her lips

“I’m not fat! This here is a little pouch, a power belly, ask any heavy lifter!”

Catherine was falling in love with the rumble of his deep voice

“You’re right, you’re not fat, you pull it off anyways, looks good” she laughed as she noticed they both slurred their words a little

“I gotta ask him Catherine, I don’t know...”

A flash of anger and irritation passed briefly through her mind, how dare anyone postpone, delay, question her whims?!

Absurd

She was the soon to be queen of the world, all she had to do was to awaken...the beast within man, or one of them at least

Catherine pressed her alcohol soaked lips to Frank’s and kissed, one way or another, she would get what she wanted, she dropped the bottle noisily on the back of his truck giving her hands the chance to roam his muscular body

His arms were thick and hard as steel ropes under her delicate hands, her breasts pressed hard against his broad chest and his legs, by god his legs were tree trunks.

She had to have him for even his small, chubby belly drove her wild, she needed to feel his body against hers, like her husband said, Hercules.

As she explored his body, she suddenly sensed a faint buzzing, almost like a steady stream of electricity fill the air, it was subtle but she knew, the epicenter of this current was him, Frank Ackerman. It seemed that the more he became aroused, the stronger these currents were.

“Tell me Frank, how big is the damage?” Her hands now inside his tight dress pants, buckle and buttons pushed aside to make way for her.

Her mouth watered at what she could feel in the darkness, one at the root of his impossibly thick cock and the other fondled his low hanging balls

She let out a loud, surprised yip as he pulled her hair back, making her look right into the dark starry sky

Yes! It was happening, Frank’s soft, happy go lucky nature disappearing meant that it left a void for something else, something darker to grow, this wasn’t kink, or role play, it was the birth of-

“Mom, Frank?”

To be continued

 

[ChrisGibson]

Oh, wow, this shit is unique and mysterious! Thanks for writing.

 

[Robotiko]

A few days earlier

Frank knew that the renaissance fair was going to be the biggest thing this little town had ever seen, the air buzzed with quiet excitement and the weather girls all pointed to a hot, blissful summer.

The fair was a culmination of long talks from the neighboring farms, towns and “free folk”, those residents that lived alone, far away from the paved roads and electricity.

Frank was part of the city council so he was automatically chosen as one of the ambassadors for the fair, it was quick work to get his little world engaged, the challenge itself was presented when he had to drive around explaining to citizens what it meant.

Commerce, vending and the invigorating effect of currency.

Frank’s town of Amos was said to have 300 residents, dogs and cats included but no matter how small, they were family, they took care of their own and this fair would do exactly that.

It wasn’t open to the public yet, but word was getting around, folks were excited and booths were being built.

“Damn, it’s hot” the big man said as he made his way to the fair and to work, it was no more than five minutes away from home but a pick up ride with no ac and a scorching wind was sure to make anyone sweat and prickle up, so he drove with no shirt on.

He ran his calloused hand over his hairy chest; it felt good, it had been a long while since someone had touched him like that but one could not expect to get much action in such a small town, where ex girlfriends and other suitors had failed to make the man happy.

Frank finally got to the long, dusty wasteland of the parking lot, got out, put on his t-shirt and walked into the fair grounds.

A red and black tent loomed in the distance, and behind that tent was a half finished metallic form, outfitted with silver wings, six meters in height.

The hard part was done, melting and molding the metal had eaten up all his reserves and time, but it would be finished come grand opening, it had to.

He was the only master welder in Amos but was proud of the fact that he and his small team was commissioned to build the fair’s central theme.

“Every fair needs a dragon” he whispered, Frank’s muscles ached but screamed in delight at the workout that was to come.

“You’re late!” It was the kid

“Aren’t you a little early sport?” Frank said with a big smile, he tossed the young man the unopened water bottle he had just to see him fumble and drop it.

He puffed up a bit, he didn’t like that but with his wiry frame and short disposition, there wasn’t much he could do.

Not much, but to prove himself.

Daniel Krause was Catherine and Jonathan’s boy and he had been “offered” to him, to serve and help frank in any way he could. Daniel picked up the cold water and chugged a little more than half, he wasn’t used to the heat.

“Well I was just gonna weld a couple of things together and head out again, need to pick up the propane for our new toy, Cecilia and Mark are coming by later with some more parts” Frank said, his smile never wavering.

He could just imagine the fire and smoke that would come from it’s mouth, a fiery salute to the hard work everyone had put in.

They walked inside the tent, it smelled like oil and abrasives, Daniel didn’t know what to do so he stood off to the side, ready to receive instructions.

Yesterday when Daniel had been pledged to frank, his parents were very clear that they wanted their son to hopefully learn some structure and a little bit of craft and discipline.

Frank could tell that Daniel wasn’t a bad kid, but he was twenty three with no skills other than talking back and dressing nice.

The younger Krause had just started with Frank yesterday but he could tell that he wanted more than this, perhaps Amos was too small a town for someone like Daniel.

So for now Frank just had the young man move things around and fetch him a couple of tools, maybe today he could have him weld a couple of things.

As soon as frank reached out for his overalls Daniel’s stomach gave a loud growl, the poor boy put his hands over his stomach and flushed a deep red.

“Or, we can grab some breakfast, what do you say Dany?”

“Yessir!”

The two men walked towards the lots and got inside Frank’s black pickup, it was sweltering inside.

“You know, you don’t have to be all polite and stuff to me, I know you ain’t from around these parts, your little family just moved in, we’re not gonna judge”

They buckled up as they drove off, a vast cloud of dirt trailed behind

“The parents were very explicit about me being in my best behavior, besides...don’t you like being called sir?”

“Sure do” Frank said absently “what are your parents up too today?”

“They’re meeting people” the boy said abruptly “they want to make the fair the best it can be, they want to make a good first impression”

They made a left onto a paved road as they headed towards Amos, it wasn’t Frank’s hometown but he grew to love it, the people, the land, the work he put in to the town itself.

“Can we go eat at your house? I feel like home made and I don’t have any money on me and before you ask, no you don’t need to pay me and I’m a pretty good cook” Daniel said with his arms crossed, what he lacked in size he made up for it with confidence.

“Ain’t you a presumptuous little shit” Frank said with a huge grin “is that what you want?”

Daniel laughed “honestly, it doesn’t look like you need to be filling up on more food!” He poked Frank’s stomach making him squirm a bit “dad calls you the fat Hercules”

Frank reached over and put Daniel in a tight headlock “I’ll show you fat right here!”

The kid thrashed about trying to get away but to no avail, the fat Hercules, or so the boy’s father called him didn’t let him loose even after they parked behind the house.

“Frank, let me go!”

“Nope!” Frank opened the back door and led them inside through the kitchen

“Please! It’s hot” and hot it was but he wouldn’t let up

“Not until you learn some manners” Frank half joked, he liked messing with Daniel but the boy needed some tough love.

“Sir, please, let me go”

Frank let go and finally the kid could breathe, his face was damp with both their sweat.

The big man pulled a chair behind the table and sat down, fingers laced behind his head as he rocked back and forth, his biceps exploding in size “I’m just goofin’, you ready to make some breakfast?”

 

[Robotiko]

All father 3


Unaware to Frank, the game had been set ages ago, long before the Krause family had arrived to Amos, before Kathryn’s vision that prompted them to leave Los Angeles, before they were even born.

History was a fickle thing.

The Krause family with the last vestiges of power they had running through their bodies came to Amos with a single purpose; uproot the beast within the man and wash their bodies with the power he would provide for them.

Things were easier said than done though, Daniel knew that without any power his family was blind, all they had to go on was trial and error, intuition.

It was a good old meet and greet until they found the one.

There was bacon and eggs sizzling on a pan and potatoes on another, the old coffee maker hissed and puffed adding to the wonderful music of home made breakfast.

Frank’s kitchen was stocked to the brim with all kinds of food, so it was fairly simple for Daniel to come up with something fast.

At first it didn’t dawn on him but the more he looked around the more he got a sense that the smith didn’t live alone, there were flowers by the window and the curtains had yellow birds printed on it, even the house seemed unusually clean.

He stole a look at him, Frank flipped through the television, a glossy look in his eyes, beer in hand, the kitchen was separated from the living room with a seating bar, the perfect angle to observe and think.

A big house, flowers...did his man crush have a-

“Hey Dani, do you need me to get anything from the store, I only have beer but I can get some whiskey?” Frank said from the living room “You’re of drinking age right?” Nothing “Hey kid, you good?”

“Yeah, yes! I’m good, I thought I forgot something at home but I have it with me, it’s a ring I want you to look at later”

He was furious, Daniel wasn’t usually distracted but he couldn’t help it with Frank around, everything about the man drove him wild.

So much in fact that he forgot to ask the most simple of questions, he forgot to observe.

He wasn’t there in a conquest of love he determined but to probe and move on if his target wasn’t “it”.

“So who does the cooking around here?” Daniel asked without looking up, he didn’t want to know the answer

“Marley does, I bring home the groceries and she’ll cook it right up, best cook in town, I keep telling her to open up a cafe here in Amos but she’s a good technician over at the water treatment plant”

“She’s actually the one that taught me all about handy work, she did the kitchen and living room all by herself”

Daniel wished he could tune Frank out, but the big country man made it impossible, why did he have such a deep voice, why did he had to have a woman in his life?!

He closed his eyes, relax he thought to himself, again and again he repeated the word like a mantra, relax.

Relax...and focus!

A witch was like a battery, they could hold power but not make it, that was reserved for the nexuses, beings of light that came in many forms. In this case it came in the form of a man, according to his mother it was a dangerous one, a entity that had forgotten what it was, lost in time.

Someone in Amos could be the last of its kind and Daniel hoped that it wasn’t Frank, he knew what would happen.

It had been decades since his family or the others had successfully captured a nexus and it showed, a witch without power might as well be put to rest, many had decided to leave their heritage and power aside for a normal life, but not them, The Krause would never go quietly, they refused.

Daniel sighed and put the food on the table, happy that it didn’t take Frank much convincing to come back home, eternally grateful that he had enough Power to mesmerize his charge, a small mental suggestion.

A parlor trick in comparison to what was to come.

“Foods ready!” Daniel yelled

Frank practically jumped from the couch and into his seat at the bar facing the kitchen, the boy had outdone himself! Eggs, bacon, potatoes, hot cakes, it was the works.

There was a slight sheen of sweat over the young mans dark brown skin, a huge grin and a satisfied look.

Cute Frank thought, maybe this little kid wasn’t as useless, the food appealed to all five senses after all.

Daniel set the food down and sat next to the hunk of a man, damn was he beautiful, almost distractingly so but he had a job to do. Daniel reached inside his pocket and pulled out a simple gold band.

Unadorned and hanging of a gold chain, it remained cool to the touch even though it had remained in his pants all morning.

“I have a question for you, i was wondering if you could size this ring here for me, maybe making it bigger?”

Daniel’s voice shook a bit, he didn’t know why he was nervous, this was part of the process, meant to be, it was his duty and a Krause never backs down.

“A ring? Sure give it here” Frank said with a full mouth, Daniel handed the piece over.

Frank put on his glasses and grimaced at the shockingly cold ring and chain, it was nothing special but it felt unusually heavy, it was small, he probably couldn’t get it past his pinky.

Daniel just observed, he looked for a sign, a change, something that might trip Frank or the ring, but nothing.

It remained cold and simple.

Daniel laughed out loud, what was he expecting?!

It was his first time in such scouting mission, he didn’t even know what to look for! He relaxed a bit and began to eat.

Frank wasn’t too tall but he was the embodiment of a model straight out of a fitness catalog, huge arms and a gigantic chest, everything was so well proportioned, even the small belly. Brown hair and brown eyes completed the package.

Frank was white but the Missouri sun gave him a healthy, tan complexion, Daniel was hooked.

He noticed that Frank was still staring at the ring, perplexed at its cold surface, now it was the bigger man’s turn to be absent.

“Frank?”

“Uh? Sorry, it’s just that-why is this dang thing so heavy?” He tapped the ring on the counter, he’d even stop eating “hey, the ring just got bigger, no..it’s getting bigger?”

Daniel’s heart skipped a beat, he saw Frank remove the ring from the chain and hold it up to the light and with a shaky hand placed it on his middle finger.

Frank’s breath left his body, almost as if somebody had punched the air out of him, how did the small ring suddenly fit? Had it grown?

The ring was now tight around his finger and it caused his arm to grow heavy to match the heavy fog that filled his head.

“Frank, how do you feel?”

“Dany, kid...what’s happening to me?”

It was perfect, the ring was reacting to whatever lurked within Frank and he in turn was changing, he felt like the ring was pulling something from within, almost like spool of yarn was being undone, layer by layer, inch by inch.

Frank stumbled from his chair as he made his way to the kitchen

“Frank, that ring doesn’t look any better on you than it did on me, how about you give it back?”

He paid him no mind as he opened both fridge doors and left them wide open, the frigid air helped Frank feel a little better, he felt like he was burning up

“I’m just getting a beer kid, don’t worry” Frank’s voice was husky, he popped the can open and chugged the golden liquid as if it was the last on Earth, Daniel went around the counter and reached out for his hand, for the ring.

That’s when he noticed it, what he had dreamt about the very night, what he knew was hiding behind the denim, Frank’s bulge pulsed it seem; with every beat of his heart.

“What ya lookin at kiddo?”

Daniel gulped, it must be the small trinket that clung to the man's finger, it had been triggered.

The ring’s purpose was quite simple and straightforward, it latched on to a nexus and slowly drew out the creature’s nature to the surface, hopefully aiding it’s master in identifying the catch.

Normally, a fully fledged witch wouldn’t resort to such methods but these desperate and powerless times called for such trickery.

It was dangerous, but Daniel had to learn more, a few more minutes he thought, then I’ll take it off for him.

“Frank, are you feeling okay?”

Frank sighed as he stepped back from the cold innards of the refrigerator and leaned back against the counter “I don’t know...but it feels like a drank a whole bottle of jack”

“But you only had two cans of beer”

“I ain’t a light weight by any means” The dizzy man chuckled, there was something going on inside his body, it felt as if his blood was boiling, running to all the wrong places it seemed, but it felt so good at the same time.

Daniel could see that Frank was going through some kind of euphoria, a mental and body high like no other, how could someone or something react to a simple Binding Ring?

The younger man reached inside the open freezer and pulled out a single ice cube from a small bucket, the perfect square, a cold tool.

The approach was slow but his heart beat faster than ever, he had reached out for his chance quicker than the thought could be formed.

He already felt small, but as he closed the distance between him and Frank, he couldn’t help but feel even smaller, at five six he had a perfect view of the incoming chest that tapered down just a little bit, at five six Daniel could look down at the perfect mound of flesh that snaked down his pant leg, at five six, suddenly Daniel felt the perfect height to stand directly in front of the man and gently put the ice cube over his cheek.

He saw Frank’s eyes flutter open to the scene, he maintained the eye contact as he slowly rubbed the melting cube over his stubble, circling around to the other cheek, to his forehead, on his nose and finally on the plump, rosy lips.

The five eleven man parted his lips slightly, slowly suckling on the ice cube, letting it melt over his burning skin, cold water mixed with his sweat and formed a slow moving river over his thick neck and onto his shirt.

He couldn’t help it, the closer he got the harder he became, almost like some kind of spell, or a trance.

“Hey kid”

Daniel felt a slight buzzing in the air, almost as if a television had been turned on, what was going on, he felt woozy, lightheaded but hard, turned on like never before.

“Kid?” Frank asked in a hushed tone “did you do this to me?”

Daniel absentmindedly leaned on Frank as he gently caressed the hard and heavy pec “no sir, you did” he said innocently “the ring you have on...”

Frank didn’t understand, he looked down at the ring, how could a piece of gold do this?

“I think, that if you take it off you’ll stop feeling like this, but that means you’re going to stop feeling like this” The words left Daniel’s lips but he didn’t feel like they were his, were they?

Could the ring be affecting him too?

The young man felt Frank’s erection through his pants, he couldn’t believe the thickness of it, it was hard as steel and long.

Something inside Frank’s Ackerman’s head clicked, as if a switch had been tripped, he looked down at the sweaty twenty three year old before him that kept kneading his cock and decided then and there that he was gonna get fucked.

“Well then, go ahead and get yourself paid for yesterday’s work, kid, get your boss off”

 

[Araucaria]

All father 3
The young man felt Frank’s erection through his pants, he couldn’t believe the thickness of it, it was hard as steel and long.

Something inside Frank’s Ackerman’s head clicked, as if a switch had been tripped, he looked down at the sweaty twenty three year old before him that kept kneading his cock and decided then and there that he was gonna get fucked.

“Well then, go ahead and get yourself paid for yesterday’s work, kid, get your boss off”

Interesting story. I'm not terribly familiar with supernatural stories, but I found this arousing. I'd like to hear about Frank Ackerman and Danny, and I wonder if the title "All Father" refers to Catherine taking Frank's seed to gain power.

 

[Robotiko]

A cloud had begun to form over the small town, Amos was beginning to become the epicenter of a world changing event.

Faint...

A feeling of dread, It hung in the air like a fine mist caught in the wind and soon all would be caught in the oncoming storm

Starting with Frank and those around him

The older man was coming to, he couldn’t remember anything up until that ring, the ring he was shown and then placed on his finger, it felt as if the small trinket made something click

His body had reacted almost instantaneously, he had become feverish, woozy and hard

Then nothing

There was pleasure, an awful lot of it coming from his groin but there was nothing he could focus on

He was laying down, somewhere soft, a bed perhaps, he could open his eyes but the world was blurred

Every time he tried to lift his head a powerful buzz would knock him right out for a few seconds, it was enough to stun him but it was a painless feeling

Strange, so strange

[Let it happen] a distant voice said [give in to the boy]

The boy?

[Let it out!] the voice yelled, closer than before but he couldn’t discern from what direction it came from

Who are you? Frank tried to ask in vain

Another wave of pleasure raked his system, his body arched slightly as he moaned out loud, Daniel coughed as Frank’s cock jabbed at his throat a little too deep.

The ring was doing it’s job, it was clear that whatever lurked within Frank had been there for a long time, there was a big chance that the man had no idea that he was a vessel for something sinister

His body was heavy, he couldn’t lift a finger, gravity had betrayed it seemed

Please, he asked his brain, let me see, let me move!

The pleasure intensified, Daniel tried as hard as he could to take in as much as possible of Frank’s enormous dick but there was simply too much meat to take in

The copious amount of sweat, saliva and precum helped glide about half of it down his exhausted throat though

The ring, Frank thought, start with that he told himself, he couldn’t move but he focused on the ring completely, he could feel its cold, tight metal around his middle finger

Take it off! He yelled at himself

Suddenly he felt it become lax, he regained some of his strength and slowly reached for the ring

[stop!] it was that voice again, so familiar!

Before he reached the ring, it shattered! The small fragments flew all over the place as Frank roared like a beast and sat up, his strength returning to its fullest

Besides his socks and pants down to his knees he was completely naked, cock erect and pointing straight up

He realized that the pleasure he was receiving must have been coming from the Krause kid, Daniel, but he was nowhere to be seen!

Frank was speechless

Had anything even happened?

The better part of the day had passed, he looked outside his bedroom window and could already see the setting sun in the horizon

“Frank!” A woman’s voice yelled from downstairs “Honey, I’m home!”