Jake Landry
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The Uber Project
🕑 Added 2019-02-01 03:11:10 +0000 UTC[Content warning: Violence]
It was another long day for Patrick. He’d been working with a construction crew for months now trying to get a business off the ground. He’d told his boss that there was no way they’d be done in time but that didn’t matter. Their client had promised a handsome sum of money for them to be able to do it. And now this marketing major needed to be able to get a business off the literal ground in order to save his job.
If Patrick could have quit, he would have done so. However this was a stable job where as any other business venture wasn’t able to make him enough to pay his expenses. Comics were fun to write and draw but they needed an audience and took far more time than he was allotted to complete. He’d often come home too tired to work on them. Usually just wanting to relax in front of the TV or play video games to pass the time till he would fall asleep and then wake up to do it all over again the next day. It was the same, day in and day out.
He just wished he had someone to share it with. Moving away from his family for the last few months had been far harder than he thought it would be. And moving to a much smaller town in the middle of nowhere had its own set of problems. There was the very clear problem that he’d driven home to everyday. One of the first days he’d moved in someone spray painted ‘Go home faggot,’ on the front of his house. He’d lost count of how many times he said he’d wash it off. “I’ll do it tomorrow,” he lied to himself again. Today had been rough again and he just wanted to go microwave some food then lay down on the couch.
However a knock on his door made even that impossible. “Damn it…” he groaned. His head laid down on the throw pillow and his legs kicked up on the other arm rest. He turned to the side and dropped his legs to the ground. There was another set of knocks. “I’m coming!” he shouted angrily. “I’m coming…” he repeated more to himself. Even though he was agitated he didn’t like sounding rude. He opened the door and two men dressed in fully military garb stood at attention. One was in full honors, with numerous badges and honors plastered across his chest. While the other looked like a massive brute ready to burst out of his uniform at any second. Even through the long sleeves the definition in his muscles could still be seen.
“May we come in?” the one with honors asked.
Patrick stumbled over his words. He needed to find something to say. “Uhh… Yeah… I guess. What’s up?”
The two pushed past him and entered the small home he was renting. Decoration was still sparse, but it still looked fairly well lived in. More because of the amount of trash thrown all over the place. Patrick had gotten fairly laid back at taking care of himself as he was the only one who ever saw the inside of his house. “I see…” the soldier judged. “I am Lieutenant Danvers and here on a special mission. I’ve been told you know Theo Sommers. Is that true.”
“What?!” Patrick was taken back by the name. Of course he knew Theo Sommers. That was the guy who tortured him almost his entire high school career. The asshole who proudly pushed him into several lockers, stole his sodas and trashed his back pack and homework whenever he had the chance. “I mean… Yes.” A glare still crossed Patrick’s face just hearing the name.
“Good. Then the easy part is done. Now I must ask if you are willing to take care of said Theo Sommers,” the soldier kept his firm demeanor as he motioned towards the mountain of a man standing behind him.
Patrick’s mouth fell open. “You can’t be…” he looked up and down the other soldier. Parts of him reminded him of Theo that’s for sure. Sure he had a similar facial structure but right now his face was far more angular. His hair was cut short and not a hair covered his chin. His already handsome face had blossomed into something that most movie stars would die for while his body had grown a good six inches and gained well over 100 pounds of hard muscle. Wide shoulders and thick arms adorned a chest that pushed far out in front of him but led down to a thin waist. His thighs thickened again with strong calves that held him up. “That can’t be Theo,” Patrick said in disbelief. “It just can’t be…”
“I most definitely is,” the soldier said. “West Park High School. Lebanon Illinois. Class of 2011. Joined the military the first chance he got. Not a good soldier at all. He was put through the ringer over and over but had such a strong head that he still wouldn’t listen. However, he still claimed he wanted to serve. Something about being the only way he could get away from his hometown. So we gave him a chance. Super secret soldier modification program. Standing at 6’ he grew to be 6’7”. Every muscle in his body grew twice as thick and four times as strong. He could easily outrun and outclass even our best soldiers on their best days. Even combined the soldiers would have an almost impossible time to take him down.”
“However,” the soldier continued, “he still had a bit of a problem. When left alone with some of the platoon he would get a little too ‘handsy’. Even with the special code that gives control over to the generals, he still would have difficulty controlling many of his…” it was the first time he stumbled over his words, “desires.”
Patrick’s eyes went wide at the innuendo. Then he burst out into laughter. “You’ve got to be joking!” he laughed even harder folding in on himself. “There’s no way that Theo was gay. He used to make fun of me for that all the time. Telling me how much I wanted to see his penis. Walking around with just a towel on. Drop-p-i-n-g it…” Patrick slowed down as he looked at the giant again. “He’s… He’s gay?”
The soldier paused again and sighed. “As many of the other soldiers can attest to, yes. Theo is in fact gay.”
“Woah…” Patrick’s mouth held open as he looked at Theo again. All the teasing and pestering seemed so different now. His constant shoving against lockers had a different context as he thought about how Theo’s hands ran down his sides. “That’s crazy…”
“It is,” the soldier cleared his throat. “However, Theo is still running wild. Even under the special command, we aren’t able to take complete control over his,” he paused at the word again, “desires. And that’s why we need you.”
“Me?” it was the first time that Patrick realized he was being recruited for something. “What do you need from me?”
“Well… We want to give him one final chance to live out at least a semi normal life. When he was given the uber formula it was understood that he would become a giant among men. However if he is unable to at least fit in with the rest of society in a healthy way… Well… We can’t let innocent people hurt for our own mistake,” the soldier continued.
“But what do you want from me?”
“We want you to take care of him.”
“What?!” Patrick shouted. “You can’t be serious. We didn’t have anything in common. He hated me!”
“Apparently not…” the soldier turned to Theo. “Isn’t that right?” Theo nodded. “Now we just need to ask whether or not you are willing to accept the task. If you do, understand you will be paid handsomely along with several other… Benefits… But you are under no obligation to take them. Understand that if you decline and any information about Theo is leaked,” he paused for dramatic effect. “Understand we are not afraid to take out our enemies.”
“Enemies?” Patrick shuddered at the thought. “Don’t you think that’s a bit harsh?”
“This isn’t a game. If you leak classified information you will become an enemy of the state,” the soldier barked. Patrick was taken aback by the sudden change in tone. He gripped his seat and tried to stay calm. “However it is still your choice on whether or not you wish to participate. If you wish, Theo will stay in this submissive controlled state. Or you can allow him more free will. On this paper is the word to set whether you want to be able to tell him what to do or give him his freedom. He will never be given complete freedom, for national security we have taken some things completely away from him, however he will be able to express himself more freely. Any questions?”
Patrick paused, thinking it over. “Why me?”
“He specifically asked to be with you. That’s all I was told,” the soldier said.
“Ok…” Patrick stared blankly. He wasn’t sure what to say.
“Any more questions?” the soldier asked.
Patrick shook his head. “I don’t think so.”
“Good. Now would you like to take this opportunity to take care of Theo Sommers?”
“Right now? I have to make a decision right now?”
The soldier nodded. “Of course. We don’t have much time and there’s no reason to prolong ‘his’ suffering.”
“I just… I just don’t know. I mean how am I supposed to just take someone I haven’t known since high school in without any other questions. I mean what’s expected of me? What if we don’t get along? What if he still hates me? What if…” Patrick didn’t finish his last statement not wanting to think about the possible consequences. If the military couldn’t handle someone like him, how was he supposed to fair on his own.
“If there are any problems you are free to stop at any time. However your silence is still required,” the soldier firmly stated.
“But… But…” It was still a hard decision. He currently had someone else’s life in his hand. “Ok,” Patrick agreed. “I’ll do it.”
“Good. Now I just need you to give you this and I’ll be on my way,” the soldier held up a needle. “It’s just an extra precaution. For your safety and his.”
“You didn’t mention this…”
“It’s mandatory. Special pheromone so the Theo understands that you are willing to be with him and you more susceptible to him as well,” the soldier said.
‘Don’t think I’d need that,’ Patrick mused to himself. However he held out his arm but turned away. He felt the needle go in and winced at the sensation.
“All done,” the soldier said. “He’s now under your control. In this state you can tell him to do whatever and he’ll do it. Release him and he’ll have a significant amount of free will. Just remember to take good care of him and his ‘needs’.” He stood up and walked to the door. Patrick followed and opened the door. “Make sure to keep this word safe. He’ll only listen to you when you say it but if something goes wrong you may have to use it.” The soldier handed him a piece of paper. “Take good care of him…”
The door closed and Patrick stood there still a little confused. “Woah,” he muttered to himself. “Did I just adopt a person?” he joked trying to make himself feel a little less awkward about the situation. He turned back to see Theo still sitting there waiting for him. Slowly he approached the giant again. “St-stand,” Patrick ordered.
Theo listened instantly and stood at his full height. He stood well over a head taller than Patrick and was easily twice as broad. His shoulders made him look impossibly wide while his thin waist still made him look athletic. Patrick could feel himself getting hard just at the sight of him fully clothed. “Str-stri…” he paused. “Take your shirt off…” Patrick said.
Instantly Theo followed the order taking his shirt off. The size of his muscles made it hard and he had to shimmy back and forth as he raised it over his head. Patrick stared blankly at the massive body that stood before him. Each muscle, defined and nearly glistening was larger than even the bodybuilders he looked at online. He’d never been next to a man this large. Taking a step forward he raised his hand out to feel the dense body in front of him. He caressed the thick pec and ran his hand down the solid six pack of abs beneath them. Leaning more of his weight against Theo, he felt the large hands wrap around him.
“St-stop,” Patrick ordered. He backed off and Theo went back to a more neutral position. “Whew…” he breathed heavily. The thought of Theo’s hands closing in around him made him nervous again. All the times in high school were just too much to bear. He breathed again looking into Theo’s eyes. “If I ask you a question will you be honest with me?”
“Yes,” Theo’s deep voice resonated off the bare kitchen walls.
“Okay… Damn it… I didn’t plan anything after that… Plus that could be a lie. Damn it…” he was debating with himself again. “Alright. Whatever. I still need to take a chance. Ok. So if I set you free are you going to hurt me in any way?”
“No.”
“Just no?” Patrick started pacing. “Do you want to be freed?”
“Yes.”
“Can you elaborate?”
“Yes.”
Patrick paused. “We’re really doing this routine… Elaborate.”
“I want to be able to experience things again. At the moment I have no emotion. No drive. No free will. Only instincts that I can’t overcome. Please free me.”
Again it caused Patrick some pause. He looked over the giant wondering just how much he could trust him. “Nero,” Patrick said the keyword. Instantly a light went into Theo’s eyes and he looked over Patrick’s smaller body.
“Sup bitch. Didn’t think you’d actually do it,” Theo laughed. It was that same arrogant annoying laugh he always knew. “Man it’s been forever since I’ve gotten my freedom back. This shits annoying.” He stood up from the table and started walking to the front door. There was a duffle bag left there where he grabbed a dark green t-shirt and camo pants that fit his size. Honestly the shirt might have been a half size too small as the sleeves barely fit his massive arms and whenever he moved it looked like it was about to tear apart.
“Wh-Where do you think you’re going?” Patrick stumbled out.
Theo looked over his shoulder. “We’re,” he emphasized the word, “We’re going to a bar. I haven’t drank in ages. And this body can drink a lot. Better bring your big boy wallet cause we’re going to have a good night.” Patrick still didn’t move. He’d never been invited anywhere like that. Hell, he hadn’t been to a bar since he was twenty one and his friends made him the DD. “C’mon. You’re driving.”
“What?” Patrick said. He stumbled towards the door while Theo kept going to his car. “Wait. You can’t leave. I mean. You’re not supposed to leave. Wait!” However Patrick was still following Theo’s confident stride.
“What for? You gonna keep me cooped up in that shitty house all night? Let’s go have some fun!” Theo grinned. “I ain’t got a license so you gotta drive.”
Again Patrick found himself weighing his options. “Damn it…” he pulled out his keys and locked his front door. An awkward jog to his car and then they were off to the town bar. It was giving him a bit of nerves as he felt the giant’s presence in his car. Theo didn’t exactly fit very well in it. His left shoulder and arm were easily invading Patrick’s space and there was nothing they could do about it.
“Fuck yeah,” Theo grinned as he stepped out of the car and headed towards the bar’s front door. “Really needed this.”
“Wait up,” Patrick tried to call out but Theo had already stepped inside. He tried to keep up but it was still rather difficult. Looking around the room he couldn’t seem to find Theo though. For someone his size he figured he’d be a lot easier to spot. Patrick walked deeper into the bar wondering where he would have gone to.
“Lookie what we have here boys,” a familiar rugged voice came from behind Patrick. He turned around to see Scott and his two cohorts standing behind him. ‘Shit…’ Patrick sighed looking at the larger men. Each one was rather built from years of working in construction. Their bodies had gotten used to lugging around heavy equipment for building buildings. Even though firm round bellies pushed out their flannel shirts, they were clearly very strong. However, they were also very angry with him. Apparently they hadn’t gotten the memo that bringing alcoholic beverages onto an active construction site was a big no no. And Patrick had ‘ratted’ them out to their boss. The three were put onto a suspended probation period, cutting their hours by a lot.
“Whatcha doing out so late at night?” Another one jeered. “Don’t you got work in the mornin?”
Patrick took a deep breath. “I’m just here with an old friend… He just got out of the military and we’re having a drink…”
“Oh?! You got friend’s now too? Ain’t you just full of surprises,” the first one mocked. “Thought you just spent all yer time alone, thinkin bout us.” He added a thrusting hand gesture. “Don’tcha?”
“Nu-nuh-no,” Patrick stammered out. “I don’t do that…”
Scott wrapped his arm around Patrick’s body leading him away from anyone else. “You don’t?” he spoke softly into his ear. “That hurts my feelings. I’ve got this big cock for you and you don’t want to see it cause you think we’re ugly or somethin?”
“I’d say that’s a pretty good reason,” Theo sat down on the bar stool with a jug of beer. There was a girl following him holding two more jugs.
“You three ain’t causin any trouble now, are you?” she asked the three guys.
“No ma’am. We’re just talkin to a friend,” the construction worker replied.
“Oh?” She asked. Her eyes drifted down to Patrick's. “Don’t think I’ve seen you around he much either. You new round these parts?”
“Kind of…” Patrick muttered.
“Well, welcome,” she said in a chipper tone. “Glad you decided to come out and say hi. And bring such a handsome man with you too.” She leaned over into Theo’s arms and he held her up. Her thin waist and perky breasts fit well in his muscular arm. “Just make sure you two come back more often. Especially you...” Her finger drifted around the bottom of his pec focusing on his nipple.
“Don’t worry your little heart about it. We’ll make sure to come back again,” Theo grinned. “Can’t go leaving such an attractive place unattended.”
The other three grit their teeth as they watched the waitress grope Theo more. Patrick couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. She got up and walked back over to the bar. “What was that!” one of them growled. “She ain’t never acted like that round us before.”
“Probably because she likes men,” Theo stated. He put the beer up to his mouth and stared the three down. They stared back slack jawed.
“Da fuck you say?” one of them rushed forward towards the table.
“Said she likes men. So course she wouldn’t flirt with ya,” he stated again.
“Says the guy friends with a faggot,” one of them jeered.
“Don’t know why that’s such a bad thing. Just means more women for me. See he already brought me three more bitches and I didn’t even have to do anything.”
Again the three stood in silence. No one ever talked back to them like that. “Let’s take it outside.”
Theo rolled his eyes. “I usually prefer the bathroom. You’re friends might get cold waiting out there… But maybe you’ll let Patrick keep them warm while they wait.”
The main guy grabs Theo by the collar. “Outside,” he ordered.
Theo simply shrugged and headed towards the front door again. Patrick followed close behind. “Theo… Don’t… You can get in trouble.” He tried to grab Theo’s arm but it was easily pulled out of his grasp.
“Listen to yer girlfriend,” Scott said. There were three of them after all. They were very confident in their skills. If not just their large bodies. They’d gotten into so many fights that it was almost a game to them.
“If you’re that jealous I’m sure Pat doesn’t mind sharing,” he raised his pinkie in the air. “I think I know how to satisfy you too…”
In an instant the large construction worker charged across the parking lot, fist tucked by his side. “Fuck you!” he shouted as he swung. However Theo’s massive hand caught the fist like it was nothing. “H-hey,” the man shuddered. Fear rolled over his eyes as he realized what just happened. Theo slowly tightened his fist and the man fell to his knees. “Let go,” he gasped. “Let go.” Theo tightened his grip even more. The construction worker couldn’t even scream as the pain sent him all the way to the ground. He wanted to beg but tears were streaming down his face from the pain of his hand being crushed.
“Theo,” Patrick said.
However Theo didn’t listen. The other two men charged at him. He easily swatted them away. One got back up and charged again but again was easily swatted away. “So,” Theo moved closer. His hand held the other man’s hand like a vice. “You mind telling me what you were going to do to my ‘girlfriend’?”
“We weren’t gonna do nothin,” he grunted out.
“Oh?” Theo tightened his grip again. A clear snap could be heard. The construction worker tried to bellow out in pain but only a weak gasp of air escaped his mouth. “Is that all?”
“Theo.”
“I’m sorry,” he gasped. “It was just a joke. I was just playing around.”
“But isn’t that what we’re doing? Playing around?” He raised the construction worker back up to his feet and pushed him against the wall with his back turned towards Theo. “Just playin around…”
“Theo!”
“That’s all we’re doin ain’t it? It’s just a little game. Ain’t it?” Theo lowered his pants and his hard dick popped out. The other man whimpered at the sensation. Just one of Theo’s hands held him in place as he felt the tip of the dick slide against his asshole.
“Nero!” Patrick finally shouted. Theo’s eyes went blank but his dick was still hard. “Stop it Theo. We’re going back home. Get into my car.” He spoke with a firm voice. Even though there was no authority behind it, the large man followed the order and headed back to Patrick’s car. He sat in the passenger seat. “Sorry…” Patrick apologized. He quickly followed after Theo and started driving back to his house. “What the fuck was that! What were you doing! Fuck! We’re going to be in so much trouble because of you! God damn it! I can’t believe this… Don’t you have anything to say for yourself!”
“Yes.”
“Damn it…” he shouted as he realized Theo was under his control again. Patrick took a few breaths trying to calm down. “If I undo the spell are you going to hurt me?”
“No.”
“Damn it…” again he didn’t know if that was a full proof plan but it was at least something. “Nero.”
“What the fuck!” Theo roared. His loud voice startled Patrick. “Why’d you stop me!"
“You were going to hurt him!”
“We were just playing!”
“Playing my ass! You were the only one having any fun!”
“So?! If I wasn’t there he was going to do the same to you! He was going to have fun with you. He was going to hurt you…” Theo paused.
“What?” Patrick looked over and saw Theo trying to shrink down a little. His massive body made that impossible. Patrick’s anger started to soften as he realized that Theo was trying to do something nice. Despite the clearly awful action.
“He was trying to hurt you. I don’t like it when people try to hurt my things…”
“Things… I’m not a thing. I’m not some property you get to take advantage of…” Patrick rolled his eyes. Their voices started to calm down. He pulled over to the side of the road.
“Whatever. I wouldn’t expect you to understand.”
“Try me,” Patrick’s voice calmed down. He was starting to realize what was going on.
“Nothing. It’s nothing. Just call the stupid military and then you don’t gotta worry about me anymore.”
“No. You’re going to tell me. Or I’m going to make you tell me.”
“You couldn’t.”
Patrick rolled his eyes. “One simple word and I can do whatever I want.”
“You were never like this in high school…” Theo shuddered. He hated being in that state. He hated someone else controlling him. “Fuck… I don’t even fucking know what to say.” He paused and looked away. “Just that I always liked you. Even back in high school. But I couldn’t let anyone know. I’d get so much shit from the other guys if I even hinted at it. But the way you smile when you answered a question. Watching your little body try to run in gym class. I don’t know man… I just kind of always liked you…”
“Re-really?” Patrick questioned.
“Yeah… Really… I think that’s why I asked to be taken care of by you… I ain’t good with this mushy stuff okay? Can we just drop it now,” Theo dismissed.
“I think so,” Patrick smiled as he undid his seat belt. Something about the half-baked apology had turned him on. He could remember all of the times Theo had pestered him. Now they seemed so different. A thought of the big guy pressing him up against the lockers flashed through his mind. Had he only done it to prove to himself that he wasn’t gay? Had everything just been a complete act? Something about that started to make more sense. He wasn’t allowed to be gay. The small town with one angry drunken father would never allow that to happen. He had to prove himself to the other boys. Prove that he was on top. Prove that he was the alpha.
He never had to do anything like that. He could be himself. Even though that wasn’t always beneficial to him. But his parents were still supportive. He could still express himself the way he felt. All the anger and jealousy seemed to fade as he looked over at the gruff man he’d thought he’d always despise. Just seeing his own way of protecting ‘what was his’ started to make sense. Patrick was his...
It took some maneuvering but Patrick climbed over the center console and climbed onto Theo’s body. Instincts were taking over. His small body tried to maneuver in what little space remained on Theo’s side of the car. He pressed his lips up against Theo’s and returned the motion. Patrick pressed his tongue deeper into Theo’s. His smaller body started rubbing against the stronger, firmer one beneath him. Theo took the chance to undo his pants letting his large dick hang out. Each motion made him throb ever so much harder.
It’s what he always thought about way back in high school. That little nerd, always carrying around his comic books, talking about his dreams, he always wanted to be a part of them. But never thought it was possible. He turned his infatuation to jealousy then to anger. He just wished that Patrick would have been able to see through it. See past his angry façade and press forward in some kind of relationship. His dick throbbed again as he heard the soft whimper escape Patrick’s mouth. He’d pressed his ass onto Theo’s dick and it was just a little too big. But he pressed harder.
Patrick’s tight ass seemed to grow around the dick and he could fit himself easily on it. The shot the Lieutenant had given him gave Patrick special powers to aid Theo as well. He pushed himself deeper onto the dick and leaned back. His eyes went wide as he felt the dick press against his insides. Theo took the chance to give him a wild ride. He was easily strong enough to lift Patrick on his dick and use his asshole as a personal toy. Patrick let out grunt after grunt but the silly smile didn’t seem to leave his face. Then his dick throbbed harder expelling his cum over Theo’s broad chest.
“I’m sorry,” Patrick apologized. He didn’t mean to cum so quickly.
Theo felt himself burst at the still shy nature of his partner. “It’s alright…” he grinned. “I think that’s something we can still work on…”
They headed back to his house and up to bed. Patrick leaned more of his weight against the giant next to him. He couldn’t believe what was happening. It was so weird but right now he wasn’t alone anymore. Watching Theo’s muscular body undress and move into something more comfortable was just so strange. “You gonna stare at me all night?” Theo mocked. His big hand reached down and shook through Patrick’s hair. He pulled himself behind the little man’s body and wrapped his strong arms around him pulling him nice and close.
“No,” Patrick tried to defend his lustful urges again. “But what about the guys?”
“What about them?” Theo scoffed.
“Aren’t they going to tell the police or something?”
Theo snickered again. “You think those three want to admit to anyone that they got their asses beaten by a couple of faggots?”
“No… But…” the calmness of Theo’s words seemed to loosen Patrick up as well. That arrogant confidence was something he always wished he’d had. But Theo didn’t seem to worry about a thing.
Patrick could feel Theo’s body loosen as his breath eased. The big guy’s body relaxed and his chest pressed up against his back. It was weird because everything felt so normal. And now Patrick couldn’t wait to see what was going to happen tomorrow.
