[h1]A Doctor's Delight[/h1]
By Ajax B. Coriander

Started: March 12th, 2017
Finished: July 31st, 2023
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Doctor Dorian Walker sat at his desk. The large African elephant had his shirt unbuttoned and his tie was undone; both of them framing his large soft belly and chest. Dorian stared at the tablet screen in front of him and tried to concentrate on the diagrams of the 3D printed tissue technology that he'd been working on. However, he was finding it hard to focus. It'd been a long week. He'd been on call since Monday and the parade of patients for his unique clientele had been draining. He hadn't had a moment to breathe it'd felt like, there were routine flus, injuries from sexual mishaps, and so many boys with things stuck inside of their asses. 

Dorian had some serious words about safety for the badger who lost his watch inside of the buff hyena. He'd snuck in a quickie with a slave here and there, but his balls still felt so heavy. The fat middle aged elephant reached down and adjusted his softball sized orbs through the tight fabric of his red briefs. His thick grey fingers sliding along the white piping as he traced across the outline of his cock. 

There was a soft knock at the door, and Dorian glanced up to see a much younger, naked, elephant standing there holding a cup of tea. The older pachyderm smiled softly, and he leaned back in his chair. The younger man walked forward without so much as a single word, and he placed the tea softly on the desk. Dorian looked upon that soft grey skinned teenager.  Those soft curves drew his eyes across the pudgy elephant's body, and his eyes lingered on the black collar around his neck- the one that held the tags that showed who he belonged to. The older man's eyes lowered to those dark grey nipples pierced with gold hoops, and then finally to the spot between the boy's legs. The lad's chastity cage was an elegant fusion of black silicone and steel. The black popped out so well against his light grey skin, and that contrast allowed the old doctor to see every twitch of that needy boy's cock.

The young slave elephant was smooth, unlike himself, he'd had every trace of body hair removed leaving just that on the tip of the boy's tail- he would have looked rather odd without that after all. He loved the way that smooth skin felt under his fingers as he ran them across it. Though, his fingers weren't the only thing he loved feeling against that soft grey skin. The cock in his briefs started to twitch as he thought about how good his coarse hairy belly felt rubbing against that silky flesh as he bred his seed deeply into the boy's plump rump. The doctor was still kind of amazed at how perfect the younger elephant was. 

Dorian did a little twirl with his finger in the air, and the boy turned around and promptly lifted his tail to show off his ass and the base of the plug that currently rested inside of him. He reached forward and he grabbed the slave's hips and pulled him backwards into his lap. His bulge pressed right against that plump backside as his lower trunk twitched in his tight red underwear. The doctor reached forward to slide his fingers over the boy's soft underbelly, and then trace their way to the boy's nipples. His digits softly rubbed against those fifty-cent piece sized pleasure spots as the boy began to squirm against him. 

On some level of course, Dorian knew this was wrong, but he was a man of science, and it was his duty to test the surly bonds of mortal men's limits. Or, more likely, his sense of mortality had shattered so many years ago that he had no hope of ever putting it back together. He ran his trunk across the boy's shoulder to a small circular scar the size of a dime on his upper arm- it was one of a dozen that dotted his body where the suspension grid had been in place. They were so subtle that unless someone knew what they were looking for they couldn't find them. The boy moaned against the older elephant, and shuddered as the high-tech cage between his legs began to buzz faster while the tip started to leak clear pre.   

"Oh Papa..." the boy moaned under his breath as his whole body shook with need.

Dorian's mind wandered for a moment as he heard that. It was one of the few differences that had popped up in his testing. Roland had always called him "Father" or "Dad", but never "papa". It was just one of those subtle changes had just made his research all the more exciting. The older pachyderm tugged on the boy's golden hoops, making him gasp for air as his old elephant cock flexed again within red briefs. 

"So have you had a good day while your father has been at work, Roly?" The elephant asked as he gingerly twisted the nipple rings back and forth. Roland had never liked that nickname, but Roly had latched onto it for some reason. 

"Y-yes, Sir!" The calf stammered as he shifted against the older elephant behind him. He huffed softly, his trunk curling and twisting at the tip as the older pachyderm teased him. "Dinner will be ready by 8, I cleaned the house, did the laundry, and scrubbed down your car - the video will be sent to you of me washing it when it's done processing. 8k doesn't render quickly..."

"Oh my, you have been a really good boy today," the older man said as he kept twisting and teasing those supple dark grey patches as the boy's cage buzzed away. Roland had never been that well behaved... Dorian lifted his trunk, and he leaned forward so he could kiss along the boy's neck. 

The doctor's mind began to drift again as he thought about the taste. It was subtle, but a little different than his real son's. He wondered if the taste was actually different or if it was his mind distorting his memory. They should taste the same, they were the same after all. On a genetic level they were copies, and they should taste exactly the same, but it was just one of those little things that made the boy seem so different from his son. It did thrill his scientific curiosity. 

His trunk traced along the boy's chest, and up to the stumps where the boy's tusks had been- he'd had those removed along with the younger man's body hair. They would have just gotten in the boy's way when he was trying to take a dick to the base. They also made some fantastic bookends. The boy squirmed so nicely against him as he teased that younger body. That pump rump ground into his bulge, making that thick grey pole stir to life as that fabric began to strain to contain it and a wet stop began to form on it. He gave a little thrust forward, causing his chair to squeak, and a soft gasp to escape the young elephant's lips. 

"Mmmm it sounds like you've been a really good boy today, I think you deserve a reward," the elephant said lustfully. The boy gulped as he heard that, he knew who the 'reward' was always actually for. 

"If you think I really earned it Papa," the boy said with a huff as his cheeks started to turn a dark grey. The boy slid his hands down and placed them on the older man's own hands and squeezed them as they kept teasing his sensitive nipples.

"Oh I do, boy," Dorian said as he started to slowly slide his hands down the boy's sides and take ahold of his hips. He held onto them tight as he started to grind himself against that grey plump rump and a deep lustful growl escaped his lips. He nuzzled at the back of the boy's neck, and then said. "Well, you better help me get ready to give it to you."

"Yes, Papa," the boy said. 

And then that name distracted Dorian again. Normally he wouldn't let a slave be so casual, but he wanted to see exactly how the boy might change with a lighter touch. Plus, he was doing this willingly, unlike most of the slaves the doctor had help break. He watched as the boy slipped from his grasp and turned to face him. The younger elephant leaned forward and ran his fingers across the elephant's exposed belly, letting his fingers run through that thick coarse hair that coated it, before he slipped his fingers up and helped slide the open shirt off Dorian's shoulder. 

Roly moved to those tight red briefs next. He started to trace his fingers along the throbbing outline of that older man's dick, eventually finding his way to that wet spot where he started to slowly grind his fingers against it to tease the sensitive cockhead trapped inside. The older elephant let out a moan and he leaned back and spread his legs. His cock pushed against that red fabric, and the boy's cage stopped buzzing. A grin spread across the older man's face as he heard that, and he chuckled. 

"Ohhh, almost got a little too excited, didn't you?" Dorian asked in a teasing tone. 

"Well, uhh," the boy said as he flapped his large ears in a vain attempt to cool them down. "This is what I always pictured when I was younger..."

[i]But did he? Did he really?[/i] Dorian thought as he looked at that blushing boy. That was just a fabrication like all of him. He might have if given the chance, but those weren't really his memories. 

"I know boy," the doctor groaned allowed. "You should have told me sooner, maybe you could have."

Dorian figured it was always the best to continue the act. He still wasn't sure what would happen if Roly ever learned the truth. He watched as that younger elephant just nodded and he pulled apart the opening in the front of those tight red briefs so he could pull his owner's package out- balls and all. The boy licked his lips, and he reached over and pulled the bottle of lube from the top drawer where it always laid. He got down on his knees, and he squirted some of that lube into his hand. He wrapped his fingers around the base of the man's cock, and he started to slowly pump it up and down. He watched as Dorian's foreskin curl over the head of his cock, before slipping down over that dark grey crown again. 

Roly leaned forward and wrapped his lips around the head of that shaft as his muzzle started to slowly bounce up and down on it in time with his hand. The boy moaned around the head of that dick, and the older man sighed happily. Dorian reached down and ran his fingers across the other elephant's head and then to the tiny scare at the back of his skull. He could feel the little metal bump underneath where the tether had been attached. 

"While I love how your lips feel, boy. That isn't the reward I was planning on giving you. Get that pretty plump butt up here." The elephant said and the boy looked up at him with just his brown and blue eyes - heterochromia being one of the few things that set him apart from the original. There was a problem in the later stage of the procedure when a melanin cartridge had run low and that had been the result. He'd thought about fixing it at first, but having a quick way to tell them apart was nice, so he'd decided to leave it.

The younger elephant slowly slid from his owner's shaft, and he turned around. The aged middle elephant grabbed him by the hips again and pulled him back. Dorian slipped his cock between those two plump ripe cheeks, the underside of his cock rubbing against the plug that kept his load from this afternoon firmly inside. He slowly slid the tip of his trunk along the boy's spine, getting him to shiver. He reached down and pulled that plug free, before setting it on his desk. Dorian lined up his cock with that ready hole, and he was able to slide in with ease- like his hand slipping into a well-worn glove that had been made just for him. He groaned as that warm wetness surrounded his shaft, and that boy moaned in front of him. 

He wondered how taboo this would all be from an outsiders perspective. This wasn't really his son after all. He was a sort of clone. A copy he'd made from some genetic material taken from a sperm sample and some memories grabbed from a brain scan. The body was even younger than his real son's, opting to go for 18 years of age instead of 22. He'd watched the boy around his dick be printed cell by cell, before his memories were installed like an OS on a hard drive. He was genetically his son, but was he the boy he'd watched grow up? The one who flunked out of school? The one who was now just a slave for his Uncle and his Uncle's husband? 

Dorian grunted and held the boy's hips tightly as he started to move him up and down on his cock like a fleshlight. He'd always said he'd never own a slave, he'd even promised his wife that before she died. But this was for science, if this technology was successful the possibilities and applications for it could revolutionize his job... though, that was only if they ever got the cost down. It was cheaper at the moment to capture, train, and erase 1000 boys from existence than make just another one like him. Besides, this was an untested technology, he needed to do in-depth research into just how it compared. He grinned to himself as he realized that was what he was doing right now. That's why he'd taken in the boy home and broken his promise. He needed to test this himself.

The boy felt so perfect around his dick, he looked down over his belly, watching as that wonderful ass swallowed his shaft like it was made for it. Though, in a way, it had been. That plump rump wouldn't be here if he hadn't of milked cum out of his actual son, at the time he was saving it for a grandson, but a few drops of it were happily sacrificed to make the elephant riding his shaft. He huffed, and he reached forward to wrap his fingers around the boy's cage. The calf inhaled sharply through his teeth as the older man started to move the metal shaft back and forth along the younger male's throbbing shaft. He knew if he brought the boy close the cage would stop him from cumming... He'd had that happen a few times, and it always made him clench so nicely around his dick. 

"So how's it feel to have your dear old dad's dick in you, Roly?" Dorian asked. He hadn't called the original Roland that since he was a kid, but it fit much better on this version of him. 

"Oh god... so amazing," the boy panted as his toes flexed and curled against the hardwood floor. "Fuck... Papa... you always feel good."

"Mmm you aren't just saying that are you boy?" The doctor said as he gave a hard thrust into that boy's ass as he pulled him down. The boy helped and his cock throbbed inside of his cage as his prostate was suddenly pummeled. 

"No, Sir!" Roly panted, "It... it always feels better than I ever thought it would... Though, in those fantasies I was able to stroke my cock..." The boy said, his face turning pale as he realized what he said. He opened his mouth to recover, but Dorian was quicker. 

"Oh Roly... If you wanted to stroke your dick, you should have just asked," the elephant said with a deep chuckle that made the boy's stomach twist. The elephant grabbed his phone from his desk, and he opened the app that controlled the cage. He unlocked it, and he reached forward and gave a gentle tug on the shaft. The shaft popped off, and the boy's cock sprang up hard as a rock- pulsing in the air in front of him as it was allowed room to grow for the first time in weeks.

"P-p-papa, w-what are you d-doing?" The boy stuttered out of fear. 

"I'm going to let you stroke your dick just like a naughty boy," Dorian said. "You're going to beat it just as hard as you used to when you'd jack off to those pictures of me in the shower. The ones I found in your old room when I was cleaning it out for my new toy room." The elephant pulled his son's ass tight against his lap, so his balls were grinding against that boy's rump, and the boy could feel every inch of it inside of him. "But, if you spill a single drop of your seed across the ground, I'm going to take you to work with me tomorrow and I'm going to let every slave I can have access to your ass and it will also be the last time you squirt until your birthday."

"B-but, p-papa! My birthday is six months away." Roly squeaked before a firm smack on his balls made him howl out in pain. 

"No buts, now stroke your dick, and if you cum before your cage goes back on, you are going to have an interesting day tomorrow." The elephant said as his dick surged inside of his son's ass as he pictured all of those desperate slave boys having one last orgasm as free men inside Roly's ass as he watched. 

Roly whimpered and he reached down and wrapped his slick paw around his cock for the first time in months. He shuddered as he felt that warm flesh come in contact with the lube that still lingered there. He started to stroke his shaft, slowly letting his slick hand slide over the head of his cock as it throbbed with need between his fingers. The ring of his chastity cage pulled out his balls a bit, and it made his cock all the stiffer as it throbbed there. The elephant behind him held his hips still as he started to slowly rock his cock in and out of that boy's tight ass. 

"Now boy," the older elephant said as he curled his trunk around his son's chest, and he teased one of those pierced nipples. "I said stroke your dick, don't tease it. I want to see some enthusiasm. I am giving you your wish after all, I'm letting you stroke it."

"B-but, I'll cum if I go any faster!" He whined. 

"Not my problem," the elephant snorted, "but you won't cum, if you know what's good for you. You won't hold back either or I'll have to come up with an even more interesting punishment..."

Roly whimpered and he started to stroke his cock faster. The pleasure burned so brightly inside of him as the feeling combined with the prostate pounding he was getting from his father's shaft. It was just like he'd pictured when he was fingering himself with desperate need... though, this time had more interesting consequences. He huffed as he stroked his dick as he felt himself being spread open by that thick cock. He could feel that coarse belly hair grinding against him with every thrust and his balls churned with desperate need as he tried to force himself not to cum. Roly's trunk twisted and curled as he tried to focus on anything other than the cock in his hand. He'd wanted to do this for so long, but now he wanted more than anything to stop. 

"Ohhh, your ass feels wonderful, you keep tensing up and it's like it's trying to milk the cum right out of my dick. If you get lucky maybe you will..." Dorian said with a grin. His balls hung over the edge of his seat, swaying back and forth as he pounded into that rump again and again. He squeezed that boy tightly against him to make sure he could fit every inch of his cock in that rump as he could to try to knock the younger elephant over the edge. 

Roly's heart lurched in his chest as his cock twitched and he nearly came. His prostate felt so full, and his balls felt so sore. He wanted so bad just to cum and get the release he'd wanted for so long. But if he did... he'd have to go back to the hospital. He hated it there. Especially when his dad got him to watch him work. He huffed, sweat pooling on his brow as his dick flexed in his hand as his dad worked away at his ass. 

"See how stressful it is for a calf like you to be able to stroke their dick? I can feel that fear boy, your ass wouldn't be milking my cock so hard otherwise. Wouldn't you much rather have that naughty dick locked up in your cage where it could be kept nice and safe as your Daddy gets to give you your reward?" The bull elephant asked. 

"Y-yes!" The boy whimpered as his balls began to tug up against the metal ring that still looped around his package. "C-can I stop Papa? Please!" The boy whimpered, hoping the elephant behind him would slip the cage back on before he came and ended up the blow up sheep doll for those needy boys being processed at the research hospital. 

"Mmm oh no boy, you asked for this, and we're going to finish it. It'll go back on after this, for a real long time no matter what," the elephant growled. 

The boy whimpered as he heard that, panic filled his chest as he felt his orgasm getting closer and closer as he was being forced off the edge by that thick cock slipping in and out of him. He went to stop stroking himself, as a desperate last ditch effort to stop, but his father's trunk quickly met his hand and with a few forceful jerks of his cock the boy's fate was sealed. The young elephant's balls heaved and long thick spurts of backed up cum began to shoot from his dick and across the dark hardwood floor.  

"Looks like I'm going to get to watch this ass of yours get filled up with cum all day tomorrow... I might as well give you the first load of many." The elephant trumpeted and he groaned as he thrust harder into that plump grey ass. His fingers tightened on the smooth skin of the boy in his lap, while his coarse black belly hair ground against the calf's back. He felt his massive balls start to pull up, and he grunted as hot white cum began to pump into his cloned son's ass. Pulse after pulse emptying into Roly, and filling his guts. 

The doctor wasted no time, and while Roly was still hard, he grabbed the chastity cage's shaft from his desk. He pushed his son's hand away with his trunk, before he slid that cage over that still hard and oozing shaft. He forced the two halves together and their was a satisfying, damming, click as it locked. His son whimpered as his shaft strained against that metal and silicone cage. 

"There, now you're a good boy again and that can stay on for a nice long while... You better go get some rest, Roly, you're going to have a very long day tomorrow."

"Yes Sir," the boy whimpered as that cage turned back on and started to tease his sensitive cock as his father's shaft softened inside of him. 

Roly looked back at his father, and he reached out with his trunk and took the older man's into his. There was a look of love in his eyes. "Hey papa," he said, his ears turning red, "thank you for making my dreams come true. I... I never thought you'd say yes to letting me be your slave." 
Dorian blinked; it wasn't every day someone thanked him for helping them become enslaved. But much like his real son, this one knew his place, and that brought a bit of joy to his heart. He smiled back, and he squeezed the boy's trunk with his. 

"I always want what's best for my children, Roly. That means, I want them to be happy, no matter the cost." He said, hugging his son close to him, and rubbing a hand over the boy's stomach as his cock still rested in his well used ass. He thought about his real son, he wondered if he'd ever told him that.  Would he have flunked out of college or even bothered to go if he'd felt like he could have talked to his father? Would he be just working in a gay bar with a kinky boyfriend instead of a cock sleeve for his uncle? "If fucking your ass and filling you with my cum is the thing that does it, I'm happy to oblige." 

Roly chuckled, and he leaned back into his father. His father hugged him from behind and his son's clone rubbed his arms. 

"I love you papa," he said softly. 

"I love you too, Roly." Dorian said, and knew he meant it.

