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The elephant in the room, stretched his back, hearing some of the cartilage from the spine pop and crack. He could've rested longer, since this was his day off from the hotel. But there wasn't any need to go back. After all, he spent the entire night, at 6 PM, mind you, in his bed. Not only that, but how could one rest, when there was slow-cooked dinner to be made. He stumbled into the bathroom, with his body sideways as to not damage the door.

Jaquin was a mammoth of an elephant. Not only did his stature of who he was, made him tower over most people. But his hunger, as well as his job's requirement to work out, had created a thick pudge, that was more muscle than fat. This also went along with his arms and legs, which one would describe to be as tree trunks. But, with today off, he could finally indulge in his slow cooker recipes. But first, shower.

He bathed himself up and down, attending to the foreskin of his cock, as well as his loose pucker.

"Damn, four fingers. At this rate, I'll be fisting myself in no time."

The towel dried him off, as he wondered what clothes he should wear today. He shrugged at the thought. There was no one coming, so why would he need clothes?

Jaquin, stomped down the stairs towards the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator door and squatted. One of the benefits of being naked, aside from the electric feel of being nude when not supposed to be, was quite often there was a breeze that often tended and caressed his backside and junk. The inside was spacious. The elephant thought it was best to just carry the necessities, this meaning the ingredients to the recipe. He grabbed the steak, bell peppers, onions, and sauce, before he heard a knock on the door.

He looked over, to peer at the window. Right by the door was a kid, probably just hit 18 or 19, standing at the door with his lawn clippers. That's when Jaquin realized, he forgot about the lawn service. He hopped up the stairs to the bathroom. There was another towel, which hung right next to where the elephant grabbed his other towel after the shower. He snatched the towel and ran down to the door, tucking the ends as neatly as he could.

"Hey Mr. Decour, I, uh-,"

Thomas didn't expect to see Jaquin, who he'd considered to be the grump of the neighborhood to be as buff nor in the buff. He guessed that those rumors, saying how Jaquin was just a husk of a man were just tall tales.

"Oh! Thomas! I'm sorry. Didn't know you were going to be here today."

"Nah, that's okay, Mr.-,"

The towel that he wore, didn't hide the elephant's package. If anything, it only highlighted its length. Not only did it throb underneath the towel, the towel created a flap, exposing some skin. Though 59, Thomas started to sweat bullets.

"Thomas?" asked Jaquin.

"Oh! Sir, I uh, will be starting now. Let you know when I'm done!"

Thomas passed by Jaquin, his eyes focused on the ground.

However, Jaquin was able to feel Thomas' boner through his pants. Jaquin looked down to find out he wasn't as covered as he was. He was about to apologize, but Thomas, sped-walked through the house and out the yard. Jaquin thought about it for a moment. And in that moment, he came up with something.

It was mid-afternoon when the lawn clippings were done. Thomas couldn't help but to think of what he saw throughout the day. Though he yearned for it, the young goat had never bottomed before. And now, here he was. He didn't want to give the elephant the wrong message though; not sure about how he would take it. It could be seen at best, inappropriate conduct and misunderstanding between the two. At worst, he didn't want to think about the worst.

"I think that's the last hedge!" Thomas said.

"Great! I just made lemonade if you want some!"

Thomas took a deep breath and stepped into the house. He thought of what lines or words he needed to say to get the elephant's attention. However, those words were probably minute to the one action Jaquin pulled off.

As Thomas entered the kitchen, he stood stiff, in both ways. There, sitting by the kitchen table, lemonade on it, was Jaquin, naked and hard. "Oh! Silly me," said Jaquin. "I forgot my clothes were still upstairs. But you look soaked hun! How about we grab those clothes and throw them into the washer?"

Thomas blushed as he tried to look away from the view. But he couldn't get that feeling of desire off him. And if it wasn't the shaft raised to full mast, it was the steel thighs and veiny biceps that distracted him.

"You okay hun?"

"Yeah," said Thomas. "Let me just get my stuff off."

Thomas tried to get his clothing off in one fell swoop. With the boots being laced, that was a problem.

"Try not to fall." Said Jaquin.

Thomas decided it was best to loosen the straps and pull them off. Afterwards, he shimmied his pants and underwear, his cock rolled up from the boxer and just as hard as Jaquin.

"Listen, I'm sorry," Thomas said, as he chuckled. His lips parted but closed as he felt the trunk to his mouth.

"Hush hun. You don't need to be sorry. Just relax." The trunk massaged his shoulders. It didn't do much, as trunks don't have fingers. But it was the thought, as well as the caress, that was able to get Thomas to at least slouch his shoulders.

"Besides," said Jaquin, as he flicked his cock. "I know better uses for that mouth."

Thomas nodded, and crawled, face nuzzled the elephant's lap. Though it was mostly rough skin, there were still some patches of hair, specifically near the groin, all done in black. It was this that made him look a bit mature, and someone who'd worked with subs needing older doms.

Thomas licked the tip of Jaquin's cock, the first taste of manhood and pre-cum, dribbled onto his tongue. He was aroused by the aroma, his cock now throbbed.

"There we go boy. Take it nice and slow." Said Jaquin, while his hands caressed and patted the goat's head.

The elephant was fine with the speed. Though he wished the boy sped up, he didn't want him to be spooked out.

After a few sucks off the tip however, Thomas went lower, almost to his groin. Though, he pulled back, his lungs felt on fire and bile churned to his throat.

"Woah there son!" said Jaquin, his massive hands tended Thomas' shoulders. "You alright there? Just take your time."

Thomas nodded. He took the shaft bit by bit and made sure to not engulf it like last time. Jaquin let out a quick groan as he shifted; his back gave way to the mold of the chair as, he huffed. There were teeth, sure, but what he lacked in polish and technique, he made up in enthusiasm. There was no doubt that the kid wanted him to get his rocks off fast. However, the kid also needed a lesson in patience.

Jaquin pushed Thomas off his cock. "Alright, that's enough."

"Did I do good?"

"Sure did kid, but I'm not ready," Jaquin smirked. "How about you head upstairs and clean yourself? There's a nozzle plugged already into the shower. Make sure you set it on warm, not hot and if it goes above the c you make, there's too much water. Also, make sure it's in there for only 3 seconds. Come back to my room once it's just clear water."

"And you room is?"

"Just right next door."

Thomas shot up and dashed upstairs, the bathroom door slammed shut. Jaquin grumbled. "I'll make sure he gets punished for that."

He climbed up the stairs before heading to his bed. "Thank god I got plastic sheets."

Thomas came shortly after, his body still dripping wet.

"Take it you had yourself a full shower?"

Thomas nodded.

"Good. Now how about you come here and give papa some sugar."

Thomas giggled a bit. He plopped on the bed, going into a kiss with 'papa'. As both locked lips, there was no contender or 'wrestle of the tongues' those novels would often describe kissing to be. Jaquin asserted his dominance from the get-go with his intrusion and size, with the kid only able to taste the tongue.

The trunk was smooshed in between them, which roamed around the goat's horns and face. Thomas felt a tug, as well as a dull spark of pleasure, as the trunk tugged on his nipples.

"How-how did you do that?" asked Thomas, pulled from the kiss.

A chuckle came from Jaquin as his trunk came into Thomas' view.

"No reason to not use this whenever it comes in handy."

The trunk now wrapped around Thomas' cock, as it tugged and pulled. Thomas gasped.

"Jeez," said Tomas. "I had no idea it would feel this good."

"Oh, believe me, I have plans to make you feel good."

Jaquin flipped the kid over, his saliva dribbled as he spread his hole. The spade tail raised high, as Thomas moaned. The warm moisture was followed suit with the elephant's tongue. That dominating spearhead, now pried the kid's pucker, opening it and tasting the inner flesh of his body.

Thomas gasped and whimpered with every inch that tongue pushed through. While not erect, pre trickled down from the tip. Some even dribbled into his mouth, the taste of his own fluids blended with the sensations of Jaquin's tongue.

"I think you're good." Said Jaquin as he lined his cock with Thomas' hole. He pushed, which he heard Thomas grunt. "You doing okay?"

"Yeah," said Thomas. "Doing fine. Just slam it in."

Jaquin chuckled, his deep, bass laugh, rumbled throughout the room.

"Hold on there son. I need you to relax before I'm going anywhere." Jaquin placed his hands on the kid's chest.

"What do you mean?"

"Open your hole, is what I mean." Jaquin prodded his hole again. "You feel that?"

Thomas nodded.

"Now, I need you to push, or else I'm not coming in. You think you can do that?"

Thomas nodded again.

"Great," Jaquin pushed, and, just like the elephant told him, so did Thomas. The tip of the cock went in with a pop. Thomas gasped, his hand clenching the pillows.

"You doing good hun?"

Thomas nodded. "Aw fuck yeah daddy."

Jaquin chuckled. "Good. That's what I like to hear from my boys before they squeal."

Jaquin shoved his cock inch by inch in, each time he pulled back to the tip only to add more. It took some time before he bottomed out.

Thomas looked like he was in agony. Not from the pain, but from the wait. He wanted to be used like a worthless toy; just a cum rag for the elephant's need. However, he didn't need to wait any further. By the time Jaquin's sack rested on his buttocks, Jaquin thrusted with no care. The cock jackhammered into him, and massaged his prostate, which brought him to the breaking point.

"I'm gonna- I'm gonna!" Thomas yelled as semen landed on his chest. The orgasm trailed from his chest to his pelvis, the white goo leaked down his cock. Still, Jaquin thrusted with no signs of stopping. Sure, Thomas may have came, the amateur. But Jaquin still needed to breed that hole, and as he was concerned just started.

"So, think you can just cum with no regards, huh?" Jaquin asked, his hand on the cock. "Let's see if this'll teach you a lesson."

Jaquin's truck, wrapped around the cock and jacked off the kid. What was once bliss now turned to pain as sensations were too much. Thomas now cried in agony yet didn't want to stop. The flex of his cock and spasms, led his hole to milk Jaquin's shaft.

"Here it comes boy." Jaquin said as he roared, jets of cum unloading inside the goat's ass.

He pulled out and plopped onto the side next to Thomas. "You doing good kid?" asked Jaquin.

Thomas nodded. "Yes, I think. Thanks for that."

"No problem. And if you're ever wanting more," Jaquin said, his trunk pulled out a card from the drawer; the info for the Shantel Inn written on it. "Don't be afraid to call."