Books of Prophecy: Frank

[Corwin]

Commentary (and advisory): These are the authentic texts that chronical the
beginning of our third age. They contain acts of violence that
characterized our second age, particularly under the reign of The Tyrant.
Novices and others not of age or of an appropriate disposition shall not
read these words. -- The Council of Masters

Every tyrant must fall. Everything that is stolen must be returned.
Victory when the five shall lead as one. -- The Curse of Julius


>>From the diary of Lawrence Morgan, September 4
Monday

No school today.

I like it here. It is very different from last year when I was always
being picked on. Now, I can still get the As in class but the bod makes me
one of the guys. Ric and Todd would have beaten my face in as soon as look
at me, now we're buds. I'd always fantasized about being with a guy with
lots of muscles, now I am that guy.

Todd told us about being as hung as his father. Fuck. I thought Joe's,
well, I mean my foot-long cock was great. But after the weekend being just
the warm-up act for Todd's shlong, I'm getting penis envy. I think I'll
wait until he matures a bit more. Besides, Frank seems rather protective
of them, and I wouldn't want to get him pissed off, now that he's offered
to help me.

I can't believe what happened.

I guess I have to trust Frank when he says there are
things I gotta learn.

>>From the Journal of Todd Rothman, September 4

I had planned to show off -- to get what's mine. I never imagined what
would really happen. Shit. Ain't no one can touch me now!

Frank showed up at the house at about 7. Even though it was a school
night, Dad said it was OK that I go out with them. Actually, Frank
insisted. Frank was horny, as usual, but I think he wanted to check it out
for himself. Dad told him I was as huge as him now, but Frank never seemed
to trust anyone.

Frank knows that I really get into him flexing his amazing body, especially
when he outflexes Dad. Tonight it was different. Ya, he and Dad started
off wrestling, ripping clothes off of each other, the usual stuff. Frank
pinned Dad with no problem, and Dad flexed to his max, pumping his huge
muscles and getting off on Frank's freaky power. It may be the same shit,
different day, but it still got me hot.

"So kid, your Dad says that you got a cock as big as his now. You wanna
show your Uncle Frank?"

I flexed my abs and thrust my cock up. It came up between my pecs. I
flexed my pecs into the sensite head. God that felt great.

"Pretty good kid. Looks like your old man didn't lie. Ya know, he's
really turned on right now, but he has an advantage. He's getting off on
my bod, and all you've been able to do is look. Wonder how big that meat
of yours would get if a real man stimulated you? Waddya think Marky my
man? Think the kids meat will get bigger than yours if a real man gets him
off?"

I could see that got to Dad. His cock visibly bulged as he tried not to
cum. Uncle Frank doesn't like it when Dad cums without being told. I
approached Frank. When I got near, he grabbed me at the small of my back
and pulled me close. His touch was like electricity shooting through my
body. Uncle Frank had hugged me before, but this time it was different.
It was sexual. It was animalistic. He was the conquerer and I was the
conquest, unable to resist. It was hot.

Frank pulled me close, his steel-hard bicep pushing at the small of my
back. As he flexed, he squeezed my waist. I flexed my abs to avoid
being crushed.

"Hmmmm. Nice boy abs. Look at that eight-pack. Man, Mark, this kid
could be as studly as you. If he fucks as good as you, maybe we'll find
out."

Dad's expression changed to something like concern. "He's just a kid,"
Dad said, choosing his words carefully.

Frank grabbed my dick hard. His hand was huge, and seemed to engulf its
substantial width with no problems. God, it felt good. The man oozed with
power and confidence like no one else. I wanted to fuck him and he wanted
me to fuck him. Like some wild animal, I began to squirm against his
unmoveable grip. I wanted to suck him. To fuck him. To experience him
everyway I could. I couldn't control these urges.

"The kid really wants it."

"I'm sure he does. We'll let him do ya. I know you want to deflower his
monster meat."

I looked again at my dick. I was so turned on. It was as hard as I could
get, oozing precum on my pecs. Dad came over with a rubber and began to
rub my cock. I knew I could be bigger than him. I wanted it. I forced
more blood into my already massive member. Frank grabbed the base of my
dick like a cock ring, making me even harder.

"I don't know Mark, the kid looks bigger than you. Let's let my ass do
some measuring."

Frank was as nimble as a cat, releasing me from his powerful arms and
wrapping his legs around my waist as he positioned his ass for my huge
cock. I felt like I was going to explode, and my dick looked like it was
reaching over the top of my pecs -- but it wasn't that big, was it? Frank
threw his legs back and I lined up my cock with his manhole.

"I like it hard and rough kid, if you're man enough." I felt my blood boil
at the challenge. I pushed my dick at his hole, but he was incredibly
tight. I saw Frank smile. "Remember, I'm all muscle. I need a real man,
like your Dad. If you aren't up to it, get out of the way and let him in."
That made me madder. I pushed hard. I thought my dick would snap in half
I was so turned on and he was so tight. Just when I thought the pain would
make me pass out, I felt my dick begin to force his ass open.

Harder and harder, I heard Frank gasp with pleasure as my huge head plowed
into him. I forced inch after inch into him, withdrawing when he seemed
too tight only to plow deeper with my next thrust. He groaned with pure
pleasure, telling me how hot I was.

I had only fucked Ric before, and it wasn't like this. He was tight and
strong, but not like Frank. Frank was like a living rock covered in
velvety soft skin. He had a thick coat of golden hair over his massive
chest, and he had a natural man's musk scent. With Ric, the sex had been
rough but passionate. Now, it was like I was outside myself watching. My
emotions were out of control. It was pure uncontrolled lust that made me
want to stick my huge cock into him. I wanted to be the best fuck of his
life.

I had nearly inserted my whole meat, when Frank cried out. "Shit. Only
your Dad could do that!" I slammed into him all the way, flexing my dick
to force him open. "FUCK!" Frank's eyes literally rolled back into his
head. I pulled out slowly, so that only my fat head was in, when I drove
in again as hard as I could. Frank's head snapped back as he grabbed
anything he could in his powerful fists. I pulled out slowly again, then
thrust. Again, then again. Tears were rolling down Frank's cheeks as he
groaned and cried with each of my thrusts. I pushed in hard when it
happened. Frank groaned, then whimpered as he suddenly shot a huge load.
His geyser erupted with such force it hit the ceiling.

Then I felt something else. I felt strong. Real strong. I felt powerful.
I felt my body tingle and then begin to grow. It was slow and then seemed
to stop. I noticed a strain on Frank's face as he seemed to regain some
composure. Instinctively I slammed into him again. Frank had come, but I
was as hard and horny as ever. That did it. Frank's head flew back as he
screamed in ecstacy. A second load hit the ceiling and I began to change.
My muscles felt stronger and I was growing. I felt like I could lift a
truck and carry it single handed over a mile. I felt strong. I felt
something else. As my muscles grew, so did my cock. I felt it occupy more
and more virgin territory inside Frank's ass. The effect on Frank was
obvious from his huge orgasm. Frank knew that my Dad couldn't make him
feel like this -- that I was the new master fuck in this house. That
thought drove me over the edge. I shot gallons into that damned rubber, so
much that it began to ooze out around my pubes.

After my orgasmic bliss had subsided, I noticed Dad cradling Frank in his
arms. Frank seemed delirious and Dad was trying to get him to speak.
After a few seconds, Frank seemed better, but winded. "Sorry... didn't
want... to do it to... the kid that way." Frank shook his head, I guess
trying to clear it. His voice seemed a bit stronger. "The kid's bigger
than you, big guy."

Dad frowned, but he knew. "Don't talk, Frank. Rest."

Frank didn't listen. He bounced to his feet. He grabbed me. He may have
just looked winded, but he was still unbelievably strong. "Kid, what
happened, ..., well ya gotta keep it secret."

"But I know that you and Ric are muscle morphs. Could Ric do this to me
too if I got him really going?"

"No." Frank got serious. "Look, I'm not going into this yet, but there
was this," Frank stumbled over the word, "accident... something happened
to Joe and me. It made us different. You and your dad, well, beside being
hung like elephants, there ain't nothin special about you. You ain't
morphs. You shouldn't be able to grow like you did. But I can make you
grow, if I try. It isn't easy. When you fucked me, I lost it and made you
grow. I didn't want to do it that way -- I wanted to give you a choice."

"Am I a morph like you and Ric now?"

"No. I can make you bigger, well some bigger, but it's like pushing a huge
stone up a hill. It gets harder the steeper the hill. I can push it a
little, but I have limits."

I looked at Dad. Frank's push had made my dick recognizably larger now,
but Dad's muscles were still bigger. I kinda looked a little like Ric now,
I guess.

I asked more questions, but Frank didn't answer. He said that the time
would come soon when he would tell Ric, Larry and me all about it. But not
now. He did promise that I could go out with him tomorrow on one of his
hunts. I can't wait!