God Father Pt. 3

[jussmi1514]

I really wanted this story to continue so with the permission of the original author I went on and wrote part 3 I have an idea of how I want the story to go and if goes as planned should have it wrapped up in 5 more chapters but I am open to constructive criticism and am willing to deviate from that plan. So with out much further ado here is part 3:

Just another boring day in the life of the normal child of a god well maybe not so boring. Like always Dad discovers another new super power this time he turn soy in to copper, I am not entirely sure what that is good for but whatever he is the god. And my brother is slowly coming into his god-hood, he is already taller than me and without doing any exercise is already sporting the build of a competition ready lightweight body builder and a bulge that would make a porn star envious. But that isn't what was so interesting, today when I came home my dad, huge as ever maybe a bit huger, asked me how my day was as bitter as I was even I have to admit it was a bit of a high having that muscular specimen show interest in me, since becoming a god this is the first time that he has asked me that, I was about to tell him either animal magnetism or his mental powers compelled me to speak when suddenly something inside me snapped and yelled ?Don't patronize me I know you know exactly what I did today even if you didn't hear or see me I know you can read minds.? As I stomped of to my room I think I noticed the ghost of a frown on his face something else I haven't seen since he became the muscle overlord of humanity. Oh did I mention Dad took over the Earth, yeah though I don't know why I am telling you you won't believe me, he won't let you.

Nobody seems to know this but me, I started noticing it a couple weeks ago, every where I went everyone was smiling, it shouldn't have bothered me but it did. I mean we live in a crime free world now there is no more war and even pollution and poverty is on the decline, with nothing better to do world governments finally went about doing something about it, so why wouldn't people be happy. Then I realized why it bothered me so much, I was the only one not smiling. I thought that I was that jealous of my god I mean my dad, damn it! That I wouldn't even be happy knowing that this better world was created by him. Then another thing started to bother me I know I am not the only one who is jealous of him some even out right hate him I know used to run a blog critical of him a lot of people emailed me from all over the world. But that didn't last, after a few posts not really even that critical of him per se just pointing out that worship of him was a tad blind, my blog disappeared and everyone who corresponded with me pretended not to have ever seen it, now I don't think they were pretending. Any way I know one of them was a guy who works at a book store I like to frequent, I think because it is full of anarchist literature or at least it was now lately that has been hard to come by. What made me think my father was controlling them some how was that he was smiling too. The realization hit me like my father hits any thing but I quickly pushed it out of my mind and thought that maybe he just came around. For some reason that felt wrong but then later that night my dad in all his muscly glory, no Jake! Stop it. Any way later that night I saw dad watching the news and they were talking about the new middle east peace talks I remember it clearly the newscaster talked about how inexplicable it was for leaders from all over the middle east to come together and then my Dad chuckled at that statement. Then I saw all of the men on stage had the same smile as everyone in the city then I knew, I knew what he had done. At that moment I got up excused myself and went to my room.

Out of confusion I lied down trying to process what I just discovered. It was all so much that I think I just blacked out. While I was sleeping I had the most awesome I mean disgusting, nightmare hell who am I kidding it was the most wonderful dream. I was lying down when suddenly I became aware of his presence He was staring at me intently. Those massive muscles could belong to no one other than my father. Then I noticed we were both naked and I looked around for something to cover me up but then I saw the look in his eyes, it was lust and I realized that look was mirrored in my own. I got up and then I began worshiping my father's muscles, I kissed his titanic arm licked his mighty pecs and humped his steel column of a thigh while nuzzling the bricks us mere mortals would call abs. I was doing all of this at once and cumming every second. This went on for what seemed like forever. Then he looked down at me and I stopped, and he said ?oh good son your here I have a new power I wanted to show you.?

My heart sank, because I knew this is what he thought of me or rather what he would think of me if he thought of me at all. But then he peeled me from his spectacular body and placed me in front of him and then just stared at me, then my butt hole started to itch when I went to scratch it my finger slipped inside then my whole hand. My father just bellowed mightily, and said ?I saw for a second you doubt my power now do you doubt me.?

Despite myself I responded meekly ?no.?

He then spun me around I took one last look at the mighty pipe he called a penis that I knew would soon be in the depths of my body. He then shoved the godly appendage deep into me, my body stretching like silly putty around the titanic member. When I felt his steel wool like pubes scraping my ass cheeks he stopped and he began to stare again this time hardening my body back to flesh only this time I was warped and jutting out of my chest was the outline of the head of my father's mighty penis. It was like my skin was vacuum sealed around my father's cock. After I was flesh again he pulled back and the sensation was just radiating pleasure. A more intense pleasure than I ever knew or even thought possible. The thrust back in felt even better and it went on like this each thrust infinitely better than the last, this went on for what felt like forever. I heard my father beginning to pant and that is how I knew it was a dream nothing could strain my father even before his ascension. His panting got louder and more intense until he stopped moving inhaled deeply and then I knew he was cumming. He was cumming into me, his mighty ejaculation caused me to explode and not orgasm explode blow up explode and at that I woke up. I was covered in sweat and semen panting heavily. I don't know why but I just felt that the dream was not just the product of my imagination. I sat there in the dark desperately willing my breath and heart back under control.

When my body started to calm down, I lied back down and started to think about what my father had done but then also think about what I have done. I felt both revulsion and horny by the thought of having sex with my father, on the one hand he was my father on the other he was a muscular sex god. ?Dad how could you do it??

But like a bolt of lightning it hit me it wasn't what he did that was astounding it is what I did. If he did it through telepathy, pheromones or people's innate desire to please their god whatever he was doing some how didn't affect me. Or maybe it just has less effect on me than everyone else, I wondered how far does my free will extend, and if I am the last man on Earth with free will or something close to it may be there is something special about me after all.

[silvershadow]

Wow I like this. Keep going please.

I'm sorry, but this doesn't do the original story justice. Everything's too fast, there's a HUGE gap in the plot, and you're style is just... uncomfortable.

I'm really sorry. Don't take it too harshly. (I probably sound like a complete as...)

[iluvbigmen]

Good job!!

[silvershadow]

Originally Posted by BigBearMan94

I'm sorry, but this doesn't do the original story justice. Everything's too fast, there's a HUGE gap in the plot, and you're style is just... uncomfortable.

I'm really sorry. Don't take it too harshly. (I probably sound like a complete as...)

Bear is right about the gap. You could always re-write this part. Go back and read the previous parts to make sure there are no gaps. But I do like where your taking this. Dont worry about rushing the story.

[jussmi1514]

Originally Posted by BigBearMan94

I'm sorry, but this doesn't do the original story justice. Everything's too fast, there's a HUGE gap in the plot, and you're style is just... uncomfortable.

I'm really sorry. Don't take it too harshly. (I probably sound like a complete as...)

For me the original had a nice premise with lots of threads that could become an interesting story but the original author quit before making anything of it. Personally I felt it was going no where slowly. If you don't like what I am doing well this is a super hero story and what is a super hero with out concurrent continuities and needless reboots.

[mutador]

I like the idea of superdad controlling everyone and that only Jake has free will. As if too much power made Derek corrupt.
Maybe Derek control creates imbalace in the world or stagnates society and Jake discovers he has superpowers to blocks his father's control and save the world. It can all become a war of minds or something.
I don't like the idea of Jake having sex with his father, I'd like to keep it as a father-son relationship. Making it a dream is quite a wise trick though.
I also think the style of writing is too rushed.