Jake Landry

Update

Hey, I just want to apologize for not posting and then also not updating. I've gone back to work full time and it's been a lot harder for me to post than I thought it would be. I then keep pushing things further and further back, promising myself that I'll eventually do it, but then that time never comes. So I've gone into a bit of a burnout. Even thinking about doing Patreon stories has become stressful and every time I sit down to actually write something I just can't. It also doesn't help ...

Molded like Clay Part 04

“I take it didn’t go well…” Jeff looked down at Ty.

Ty let out a long sigh as he hit the back of his head against the door. “Even worse. Whoever’s got it is still using it. Sick fuck. Davis said all I had to do was apologize, but I couldn’t. I heard someone whisper in my ear that I couldn’t lie anymore and then he started playing with my asshole. Damn it!” he slammed his fist against the door in anger. However, the worry in Jeff’s eyes made it dwindle away. “Wh-wha...

Molded like Clay Part 03

Ty couldn’t sleep. The thought of that doll being gone was too much of a worry for him. More because of how much he enjoyed what happened the night before. The more he thought about it the more his body reacted, remembering those soft hands running up and down his cock. But they weren’t femenine. They were definitely some man’s hands. And he didn’t like that. He stewed in his mind, thinking about it over and over again, ‘How could I get off with a guy touching me?’

However, ...

Chronivac AI Part 07

“You’ve got to be joking!” Scott stamped his foot for some kind of emphasis, but the squeakiness in his voice along with what barely even sounded like a bump made it almost impossible to take seriously. It also didn’t help that he barely came up to Brandon’s chest. “I’m even gayer than I was!”

“Sorry,” Brandon shrugged.

“Sorry!?” Scott shouted. He drew out a finger pointing it right into Brandon’s chest. “You’re about… to be… s-s-s…” The words...

Chronivac AI Part 06

“What the hell did you do to me!” Scott shouted as he gripped Brandon by the collar and pushed him against the wall. It wasn’t nearly as threatening as it had ever been. Especially as Brandon looked down on him now. He must have only been 5’10” now and maybe still weighed 170 pounds. But it wasn’t the same hard muscle it had been.

Brandon accepted the anger and let himself be pushed against the wall. He threw his hands up defensively. “I didn’t do anything. Swear.”

Molded like Clay Part 02

Ty couldn’t believe the amount of attention he was getting from all the girls. Just that little bit of weight really did draw all of their attention. Or maybe it was the amount of confidence he had while he walked around the party with beer in hand. It must have been a circular effect as seeing their eyes follow him around made him feel all the better.

“Damn bro!” Jack shouted. His arm swung wide, beer swishing in his bottle as he brought Ty in for a bro hug. He was an incredibly ...

Molded like Clay Part 01

“All I need is a bit of DNA,” Jeff said. He plucked a hair from Ty’s head and put it into the clay.

“Hey!” Ty shouted at the unexpected action.

“Quit being a baby. You’re the one who said you wanted me to do it. So I’m doing it. Now watch.” Jeff started chanting a series of words. Each one seemed to be intentional but Ty didn’t know a single one. It sounded like pure gibberish. However, that didn’t mean something wasn’t happening. The clay was rapidly chang...

Chronivac AI Part 05

“Alright,” Trenton said. “That’s all we really need to do for stretching. Next let’s move onto some of the machines.”

“R-right,” Brandon said. His attention was still a little split between what he was doing and what was happening to Ken. Each time his muscles got bigger, it seemed to drive Brandon a little more wild. ‘Cool it… Cool it…’ he told himself as tried to focus on what he was doing.

“So, this is the rowing machine,” Trenton sat down on the ben...

Chronivac AI Part 04

To Brandon’s surprise, the gym was incredibly active. He didn’t know what he should have expected, but the idea of a bunch of college guys waking up at 8am to workout was not something that he thought would happen. Especially on a Saturday morning after so many of them had probably been drinking the night before.

That didn’t seem to matter as sweat poured out of their bodies and coated their shirts. The dank smell filled his nose. To his surprise, he actually kind of liked it. Som...

Chronivac AI Part 03

The taste of Alex’s dick was still on Brandon’s mind. He couldn’t get that salty sweaty sensation out of his mind. Something about it just seemed to feel so good. Even now, as he stood in the elevator going out of his dorm room, it lingered on his tongue. And something down inside him craved for more.

“What’s wrong with--” Brandon cut himself off as he saw the reflection of himself in the mirror with a bit of Alex still on him. “Shit!” he cursed. A hand went up and quick...

Chronivac AI Part 02

Brandon was surprised at just how fine he felt when he woke up at 7am. He normally would sleep past 11 and still be tired. It was the thought of getting lunch that would still raise him to get out of bed. But other than that he would have preferred to just lay around all day anyways. Even if he was a pretty good student, that didn’t mean he didn’t have his bad habits to go along with him.

Breakfast seemed to be calling him as his stomach growled for morning nourishment. Or maybe it ...

Chronivac AI: Part 01

“Damn man… How do you know all this shit?” Trenton grumbled into his hands. The big football stud was currently close to failing several of his classes and needed help studying. Or at the very least someone doing it for him. However Coach Sanders had made sure that Trenton was at the very least in the room as his homework was being done.

Brandon felt himself blush at the compliment. “I don’t know. I just kind of do… It just kind of comes to me.”

“Well, I fucking wi...

The Warkies

"How about sushi?" James was buried in his phone as he was walking next to his coworker. They were looking for somewhere to eat, but Antoine was being difficult and James didn't know the area. He'd just joined the company and had to move pretty far away from home to work there. But the pay was good.

"Nah," Antoine dismissed. "Let's just get a sandwich. This place is really good." He pointed up at the sign and walked in before James could say anything.

James followed closely behind...

Mr. Dubois' Ranch: Movie Magic Part 03

It only took a minute before Matthew was standing outside of Clark’s trailer. The star always had to be accommodated and wasn’t about to be outside in the hot sun. Even with a consistent soft fresh cooling breeze, the actor clearly preferred the climate controlled air a lot more.

“Clark?” Matthew knocked on the door. “Are you in there?”

“He’s not going to answer,” Mr. Dubois said. Matthew shot him a glare. Despite being half the rancher’s size the amount of ang...

Mr. Dubois' Farm: Movie Magic Part 02

The scene was set and easy enough to shoot. All Frank had to do was go out through the front door and look up to the sky to see the superhero descend down onto the ground in a usual superhero fashion. And somehow he just looked so good doing it. Matthew wasn’t sure what it was about the man, but he looked so much more appealing than what he thought he would. Somehow Frank just looked so good doing it.

“It’s the working out,” Mr. Dubois had snuck up behind Matthew again. He smile...

Mr. Dubois' Farm: Movie Magic Part 01

“You have got to be shitting me…” Clark growled. The actor wasn’t exactly known for his anger. It was the job of a good PR team that was able to keep his anger under wraps. However, that only made him all the more threatening. “I asked for zero calories with no artificial sugars and you try to give me diet? Is this job a joke to you?”

“No sir. It’s just--”

Clark let out a long drawn out sigh. His apathetic look made the young PA want to just run away. “Look,”...

Mr. Dubois' Ranch: Selling the Farm

“Sir, I’m pretty sure he’s not going to sell. I think we might want to just start looking somewhere else,” Preston said. He knew his boss didn’t like hearing that, but after meeting with Mr. Dubois, he got the strong feeling that the two wouldn’t exactly get along. The rancher wasn’t mean, per se, though he clearly was a man of his ways. Friendly enough to have a drink with, but push him too far and he wasn’t afraid to end it.

But Mr. Stevens balked at the statement. “...

Devil in the Details -- Haunted House Part 02

Kevin never much cared for haunted houses. He still wasn’t sure why he’d even agreed to go with Scott. Maybe it was more of the pipe dream of being alone with Brandon. Or maybe even Carl. But that was way out of the question. He knew how that jock felt about him and there was no way he was going to do more than look. And even that seemed off the table.

“All done?” Scott asked. He’d been waiting outside the bathroom. “You really took your time in there…” Kevin shifted his...

Magical History Assignment

Kitt Porter

HIST 2300

Mrs. Wolfspark

Journal for Group Project

Day 01 October 12, 2020

I can’t believe this bullshit. Yes, I’m saying bullshit and you know damn why Mrs. Wolfspark. If you’re going to make me use this stupid bullshit magic quill then I’m going to have to write each and every one of my thoughts. No filters. No erasing. No nothing. Right? That’s the whole point of this gay ass assignment ain’t it? That I can’t just fil...

Devil in the Details -- Haunted House Part 01

“You wanted to go with these two losers?” Carl complained. He wasn’t exactly happy that Brandon had invited Scott or Kevin out on their haunted house night. “Couldn’t it have at least been a couple of girls?”

“Isn’t this close enough?” Brandon held his hand for for a high five, which was instantly taken in by Carl. “But it was Scott who got the tickets. And Kevin’s his friend. So why not?”

“Cause they’re losers…” Carl had no qualms about saying it i...

Mr. Bradshaw has a few Words... Part 01

For some reason Zack knew something was off. His friend Devon had texted, ‘Come over.’ It was a simple text message, from his friend. But everything about it seemed to tell him that it wasn’t normal. Yet, the more Zack thought about it, the more normal it became. Maybe it was because it was so short. Or maybe it was because Zack was actually listening to it but something still felt off.

Zack drove up the driveway to the large two story house. He leaned his head back looking at the...

Trading Places

“C’mon coach… It was just a joke…” 

“Just a joke…” Coach Mathews dragged Henry out of his office and back up through the main gym. They walked to the extra room that had all the wrestling mats that were out for them to practice on. “You think just cause I’m a bit older than you, that I don’t have any skills? Right?”

Henry hadn’t expected the older man to take it so personally. “Coach…” he tried to say. But his calm, almost condescending tone sh...

Breaking In

“Hey man, thanks for letting me stay over. I just need a week or two and then I’ll be back on my feet promise,” Sam said.

“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it,” Nathan said. He was still getting ready for work. “Everyone goes through a rough patch from time to time.”

“But--”

“Don’t. I don’t want to hear it. Just get a job and everything will be fine. Okay?” Nate pointed hard at his friend.

“Okay.”

“Good,” he grabbed his briefcase...

Devil in the Details -- Ghost Hunting

S.P.A.T.S. drove down the old dirt road. Finally a real ghost area. Victor knew if he stuck it out, something would finally come his way. Now he had some kind of ‘real’ evidence. Not only was it the guy who owned the property, but also a few police officers. Of course a couple of the local college guys were willing to testify. Victor had learned quickly that he couldn’t really trust them.

When he’d made the team he always wanted to keep it small like the ones on TV. And since th...

Devil in the Details -- Property

“I can’t believe this horseshit,” Barton complained as he drove up to his property. He’d inherited a rather large plot of land with an old factory that hasn’t been used in decades a while ago. Now he was getting calls from the local police that kids were sneaking onto his property. They said it was urgent that he go and check it out.

Barton didn’t care that much. If the kids got hurt it was their own damn fault. And if they burnt the old building down he’d make more off th...

Devil in the Details -- Protect and Serve

“I can’t believe you want to go see ‘Hunter’s Mark’ with me,” Cade said.

Mike let out a huff. “What? It look like a movie I wouldn’t want to see?”

“No!” Cade shouted a bit too enthusiastically. “It’s just I didn’t think you’d want to see it with me…” To Cade it was weird having the large imposing cop drive him around. He stood a good head taller than Cade and had to weigh nearly double. All of it was muscle and he wasn't afraid to show it off if n...

Devil in the Details -- Hazing

“Are you… Are you sure it’s safe?” Brandon stared at the double doors leading into the old factory. He’d never been to a place like this before. It was far out of town, but close enough that a lot of the college kids knew about it.

“Cause it’s haunted?” Scott mocked, adding a waver to his voice so it sounded more spooky.

“Cut it out,” Zack chided. “But if you’re going to puss the fuck out then you might as well just say so.”

“I’m not! I’m not ...

Virtually Working Out: Wrestling with Changes

Here's a new book that I put on Amazon. But because I've been so slow I'm also putting the PDF here [Link] I must ask that you don't share it around because I'm also trying to sell it but I do want to say that I appreciate the support you've given me since I started all this.&nbs...

Loosen a few Bolts

There was only one more thing that Brian had to do and then he could close up shop. The mechanic business rarely ever slowed down, but he also never felt like he could take a break. Missing one angry customer and he could be hearing about it for months. The small town liked to gossip and he wasn’t exactly known for being the most pleasant guy around. It was the tattoos running down his arm that scared a lot of the more religious folk in the area. 

Brian tightened the bolt holding...

Luke's Brownies

Luke pulled the brownies out of the oven. He’d always forgotten just how strong the weed would smell whenever he laced them with pot. Luckily he lived in his own place and not an apartment otherwise the whole building could probably smell it. 

“Damn!” Josh was the first to barge into Luke’s house. Him and his friends rarely knocked anymore. “That shit smells fire!” His large burly frame filled every doorway and 

“Hells yeah!” Mathew added. He was already ...