Paying Taxes
An alternate universe story with characters from the PJ and Pete stories. Thanks to Bayokko for allowing me to use them and for helping me with Pete's dialogue. Have fun!
PJ had planned to spend a quiet, lazy day at home, maybe some odd tasks here and there but mostly just relaxing. But he didn't even have enough time to take his shoes off before his father gave him a call and ordered him to come over to his car lot. Frowning and grumbling the young cat took the bus and eventually arrived at Pete's car lot.
Usually his dad's plans ended up backfiring, so PJ wasn't too keen on being forced to help him once again. "Hey dad."
"Gonna need ya ta get these here folders over to Tuskie's place pronto.", Pete replied, not even bothering to greet his son but instead presenting him with several heavy looking folders, unceremoniously stuffing them into PJ's backpack. "An' once ya get yerself down there make sure only ol' Keyboard Teeth see these, understand!" Knowing that it was useless to say anything and would probably get him into trouble the young cat just nodded as his plans for procrastination evaporated into thin air. "Dat's m'boy. Oh, an don't ya dare take a peek at'um by da way, you do an you'll be regrettin' it."
"Yes, sir."
"Good, now stop wastin' m' precious time and move yer ass!", Pete snapped huffily. "Got m'self an appointment sleepin' off lunch on da sofa in m' office an' I don't intend on missin' it."
PJ had never been to the enormous building that housed the T.T.F.N., Tuskie's Tax and Financial Networks. The whole situation along with his father's insistance that he only speak to the head of the company himself made him feel very intimidated. He stammered and stuttered and it took him several attempts to tell the beautiful tigress at the reception desk what he wanted.
"How about you take a deep breath and relax, cutie?", she asked him with a genuinely nice smile. This helped the young feline calm down.
"I'm sorry, mam... it's just... this place..."
"It's pretty big, yes. You'll get used to it", the receptionist said with a wink. "Took me a while too."
"OK", PJ nodded. "My dad asked me to bring these files to Mr. Tuskie..."
"You can leave them here with me, I'll make sure one of our accountants takes a look at them, Mr...?"
"Uh... D'caht, mam. But my dad explicitly told me to give them to Mr. Tuskie himself...", PJ replied, nervously stepping from foot to foot.
"I'm afraid he's very busy though, so why don't you let me call Mr. Evans, maybe he can help you?"
PJ didn't know what to say, anything would be better than to return home without having completed this task, so he just nodded.
"One second." The tigress picked up the phone receiver and pushed a few of the digits. "Mr. Evans? Yes, I have a Mr. D'caht who... oh, of course. I'll tell him to wait right here. Thank you." She hung up and smiled. "It seems it's your lucky day. Mr. Evans will bring you to Mr. Tuskie, he'll be just a moment. Your dad must be an important customer, hm?"
"He's... an old friend of Mr. Tuskie..."
The receptionist nodded. Soon they both heard an elevator arrive, a prairie dog in an expensive, tailor-made suit stepping out of it as its doors opened. He looked surprised. "Oh, I was expecting someone else... but I can see the family resemblance." He offered PJ his hand and gave him a surprisingly firm shake. "Would you please follow me? I already informed Mr. Tuskie and he has postponed all of his activities to make time for you."
"Thanks...", PJ croaked at both the receptionist and the accountant. They both nodded and smiled as the cat stepped into the elevator, followed by the prairie dog.
"Mr. D'caht... Junior. It's good to see you again. It has been quite some time since our last...", the elephant paused and cleared his throat. "...encounter."
PJ blushed a bit as he thought back to his dad's poker party. "Yeah... it has been, Mr. Tuskie."
The silence that followed left both men a bit uncomfortable but then Robert noticed the folders PJ was carrying, relieved that it gave him a reason to keep on talking. "I take it you're here on your father's behalf, since you're not struggling with tax evasion yourself yet."
PJ nodded timidly and chuckled a bit, then put the heavy folders on top of the massive desk made from expensive mahogany wood. "Yes, he insisted on me only giving them to you personally. You know how he is, he doesn't trust people."
"Businessmen like us never do but he seems to put his faith into his son." PJ hadn't thought of it that way yet, to him it was just yet another chore and he would've preferred to spend his time with something else. The elephant thumbed through the files while his trunk typed some numbers into a large calculator. "I can see why Petey wouldn't want these documents in the wrong hands", he said with a smirk. PJ knew that his father tended to have his hands in some shady deals and usually tried not to think about them. Now he almost felt like an accomplice in a crime. "You look exactly like Petey when he was younger but you're clearly not taking after him."
"Uh...", PJ didn't know how to respond to that.
"It was a compliment, young man. Even though I do not believe in honesty myself I can still appreciate upstanding citizens that live by this virtue. And just between the two of us: This world is to small for two of his sort", Robert Tuskie said with a wink. "But should you ever need my services, please let me know."
"I... I'll give it a thought, Mr. Tuskie."
The elephant suddenly looked a bit nervous. "Speaking of thinking... my mind can't help but going back to certain memories of your father's poker night." The chubby young cat blushed beet-red. "That was quite an impressive feat you accomplished as you... took all of me. Since then I have been wondering if you might be interested in..." He shook his head and sighed. "What am I saying... I'm an old man and you're the son of a childhood friend. We will pretend that I never mentioned it."
PJ stared at the elephant and gulped. "I'm flattered, sir. And I... uh... also couldn't get that night out of my head...", he stammered.
The older man's face lit up upon hearing that. "Oh... so you are interested?" The cat looked down but nodded while Tuskie let out a weak chuckle. "You probably won't believe me if I told you that I never had any... uh... fun... here in my office." The elephant took a deep breath. "So... if I was to tell my secretary that we wish to remain undisturbed would you agree to join me for a bit longer? I mean... we have quite some work to do..." He cringed at his own choice of words but the pachyderm couldn't get himself to be blunt and spell out his intentions.
PJ couldn't believe that he always stumbled into situations like this. Of course he had pondered about the possibility of something like this happening while he rode the bus. But he hadn't really thought that Mr. Tuskie would be up for it. Now the elephant's eyes, peering out from behind small glasses, gave him an expectant look. The cat nodded and Robert did exactly what he had suggested, then he stood up and locked the door of his office.
He walked over to a luxurious couch that looked really expensive and motioned for PJ to join him as he sat down. The young man took the seat next to him, blushing as he did so. "I usually don't do this, PJ. Being a big elephant has its advantages, I can easily intimidate most people into doing what I want. But when it comes to certain... activities... it scares them... but you... you weren't scared during our poker night..."
"Well... uh... I...", PJ hesitated. "Dad says I'm a slut... and I think he's right."
Robert shook his head. "Petey always loved to use a very... colourful language. Calling his own son words like that? No." Another shake of his head. "He should be proud. I'd say you have some unique talents, young man."
"I guess I do, Mr. Tuskie."
"Robert. No need for formalities. Just don't call me Robby."
"I won't."
"Thank you. Like I said before, if you weren't a carbon copy of your father nobody would expect you two to be related. Petey never had nice manners like you. Good thing he didn't rub off on you. And don't let all of his trashtalk get to you."
"I... I'll try."
"If you want to apply anywhere and need a commendatory letter, let me know. My name has a certain power within this city and even outside of its boundaries. As does Reginald's."
"Mr... Robert... I... thank you... I almost can't believe you're a friend of my dad's..."
"I'm flattered, young man. And yes, I am definitely not as uncouth as your father. But we both know that I'm far from being a saint. I just hide it better than him. Speaking of hiding... I think this is the point at which we might take off our clothes, don't you think, PJ?"
PJ nodded. He hesitated for a moment or two but as he saw the elephant starting to unbutton his shirt he knew that there was no way back now, so he took of his shirt, neatly folded it and put it on the coffee table next to the luxurious couch. The elephant had already pulled down his suspenders and his trunk put his own shirt on an armchair. Then he stood up, unzipped his slack pants and stepped out of them. The plaid boxers he wore barely contained his massive package and soon they joined his other clothes, revealing two plump low-hanging balls and a huge flaccid penis, both of a gray colour, matching the elephant's thick hide.
The cat could only stare. It looked even bigger than he remembered and it wasn't even hard yet. He shook out of his trance and removed his jeans and boxers in one go. The elephant sat down and after the briefest bit of hesitation PJ joined him. He let out a startled noise as he felt Robert's trunk wrap around his already hard cock and jerking him off.
"Robert... you don't need to..."
"After last time it's only fair if I return at least some of the favour. How about you get busy yourself?"
PJ nodded, Robert was nice but with that trunk around his dick and those big tusks so close to his body he wouldn't want to give the older man any reason to get angry at him. He reached over between the pachyderm's thick legs and took hold of his flaccid length. The cat began stroking it. As it woke from its slumber the beast grew, soon forcing PJ to use both of his hands to work it because it was too long and fat for just one of them.
The older man noticed the nervousness on his younger companion's face and tried to reassure him. "I know my size, PJ. And I don't want to hurt you. Last time you had time to prepare... so I won't force you to do anything..."
"I... uh... have been playing with some toys since then... and several men too...", PJ stammered as he admitted this to the older male.
"I see", Robert nodded while he kept stroking PJ's erection with his flexible trunk. "I must admit that I'm slightly jealous. Ah, to be young again", he said with a chuckle. "You seem to be quite popular."
"I'm not... or at least I wasn't... I don't know..." The young cat let out a sharp gasp, followed by a low moan. "I'm getting close, Robert." By now PJ had developed quite a decent stamina but the whole situation along with the elephant's trunk expertly working his member had him on the edge already. The tax consultant slowed down, not wanting his young friend to blow too soon. PJ relaxed a bit, then he timidly asked: "Can I... uh?"
"Be my guest, young man." PJ nodded and got onto his knees in front of the older man. From this vantage point Robert's enormous erection looked even bigger as it pulsated against his gut, drooling precum. Soon the taxman let out pleasured moans as the cat's tongue licked all over his cock and his two hefty balls. PJ traced the veins that crisscrossed all over the gray surface of Tuskie's member with his tongue. The elephant shivered and moaned as the cat eagerly slobbered all over his mammoth member. "It's been way too long..."
PJ slurped on both of the older male's fat testicles, even taking them into his mouth and sucking on Tuskie's heavy lowhangers. Breathing heavily and trying to relax Robert lay back on the couch, his big hands gently rubbing the boy's head, playing with his ears. Then PJ moved upwards and soon engulfed the elephant's meaty shaft. He sucked on the thick head and even though it took him some tries that left him gagging and forced him to pull off to catch his breath he eventually managed to take most of Robert's cock down his throat.
The tax consultant couldn't believe it. No one, not even his wife, an elephant herself, had managed to take him that far. "PJ...", he muttered, looking down through lidded eyes, his glasses fogging over from his heated breath. His enormous size had prevented him from having a more active sex life so the pachyderm knew he wouldn't last long. "I'll give you a warning, ok?" The cat looked up at him and gave a faint nod as he kept bobbing down his head. The lust-crazed look on the boy's face nearly made Robert shoot right then but somehow he managed to keep back.
The young man hungrily sucked on Robert's enormous pillar of flesh, almost whimpering as he bobbed his head up and down. He kept looking up into the elephant's eyes while his hands rubbed what he couldn't fit into his mouth or stuff down his throat. Breathing through his nose he tried to suppress his gag reflex as best as he could while he deepthroated the pachyderm who squirmed and grunted like a wounded animal, even though he clearly was lost in bliss.
Robert still couldn't believe it. One of hist best friend's sons, a boy who went to the same school as his own son, was sucking him like a pro. The accountant had once or twice been to brothels in the seedier side of Spoonerville but even there the whores had struggled with his size. PJ sometimes gagged or had to pull of to catch his breath and relax his jaws that after a while begun to ache but apart from that he didn't seem to have any problem's with the elephant's endowment, despite the fact that it was about fifteen inches long and easily as thick as a beercan.
"I...", Robert grunted through gritted teeth. Just like on that fateful poker night he once again proved to lack any form of resistance once PJ had his lips wrapped around his fat gray shaft. The young cat pulled off of the elephant's cock, he knew what the older man wanted to tell him. PJ kept sucking on the tip while he jerked Tuskie's meat with both of his hands. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!", Robert trumpeted as his orgasm hit him. His cock erupted, shooting rope after rope of thick cum into the air like guyser. PJ caught the first few shots in his mouth but soon it was too much, swallowing the creamy liquid down he just watched the spectacle in front of him, each volley of arching up and raining down on the boy's head and the man's chubby gut. "Fuckfuckfuck...", Tuskie muttered as he wheezed heavily and tried to regain his composure.
"Wow... you must've been pent-up, Mr. Tuskie... uh... Robert", PJ chuckled, trying to break the awkward silence.
"Like I said... my size is both a blessing and a curse..."
"I hope nobody heard us... you were really loud..."
"No, don't worry. My office is soundproof. I have some very important customers and I can't have my employees listening in on certain conversations." PJ's face was completely covered in thick, creamy elephant cum. Robert felt both very proud and slightly ashamed as he saw that. "I also have a small bathroom where we both can clean up", he said and nodded towards a door in the wall behind his desk.
The boy let out a sigh of relief. As much fun as this had been he wouldn't want to be caught... and there was way too much cum for a few tissues.
"Did you really think I would do something if there was even the slightest chance someone would notice it?"
"I... I didn't even think about it... until now..."
"Petey might not care if he gets caught, I have a suspicion that he even revels in such possibilities. But I prefer to keep some more... carnal activities private. Especially since I so rarely get the chance to indulge in them."
PJ couldn't do much more than just nod at that. The elephant's erection hadn't gone down much and the young cat had very vivid memories of the last time he had that massive thing deep inside his body. "Should we..."
"If you're sure that you can handle me, PJ."
There was a look of uncertainty on the boy's face but he had made up his mind, he wanted this. He scooped up some cum from Robert's belly and did his best to prepare and lube up his hole while the elephant watched. "Can you hold me?"
The older man chuckled and flexed his strong arms. Despite his deskjob he managed to at least keep somewhat fit by doing yard work. "Perks of being an elephant, boy. Get over here."
PJ nodded and climbed onto the couch and clumsily maneuvered himself clumsily above the pachyderm's lap, two big hands grabbed him, steadied him and lifted him up. They shared a look and nodded and Tuskie slowly let PJ sink down. The cat reached around and took hold of the older male's cock and soon it prodded at his entrance. He took a deep breath and felt the fat meat slowly spread him open as he grabbed Robert's shoulders.
The boy gritted his teeth in pain. He was pretty well-trained by now but Robert Tuskie's fifteen fat inches still posed a substantial challenge, even for him.
"Son, if it's too much..." Last time they all had been drunk so he didn't really care but this time he was sober, his mind clear, and he could see the pained look on his young visitor's face.
PJ shook his head. "No. I... can take it... I want to do this", he panted as he tried to relax his body as best he could. They both felt PJ's inner walls give less resistance as he sank down deeper and deeper until he finally felt Robert's balls and his wiry pubic fur on his ass. "Wow..."
The cat took a moment to get used to the monolithic erection so deep inside of him, stretching his hole almost past its limits. He slowly started to move up and down which made both of them grunt and moan in pleasure. "Oh, you sweet boy...", Robert whispered as his trunk wrapped around the younger male's neck, gently caressing it.
They combined their efforts, the accountant pushing PJ down and lifting him along with the cat's movement. Soon the cat was riding the elephant at a mad pace, both males sweating and panting heavily from the exertion. Suddenly Tuskie decided to try something else. He managed to lift PJ up as he got to his feet, his muscular arms clearly straining as they carried the boy's chubby form. Then he let PJ drop onto the couch, lifted his stubby legs and started to piston his cock into the cat's ass with forceful thrusts. Lust had taken over and PJ didn't show any signs of discomfort so Robert kept going, still not believing his luck.
With his tongue lolling out of his mouth, his glasses completely fogged over, his eyes closed and his thick hide dripping sweat down onto the boy Robert kept thrusting his mammoth meat into that chubby ass, the tight hole squeezing him like a vice, feeling hotter than a furnace around his maleness.
The intense combination of pain and pleasure had completely overwhelmed PJ - not that the pudgy youth could've done much against a big, strong elephant fucking his brains out anyway. He moaned and grunted and huffed in pleasure as the owner of Spoonerville's biggest law firm rutted him like a feral beast. PJ just couldn't hold back any longer and cried as he felt every single muscle of his body tighten up and he shot his load all over his big belly. Feeling the cat's body convulse, his anal walls clenching down on him sent Tuskie over the edge and he trumpeted out loudly as he shot rope after rope of thick elephant cum deep into the boy's bowels.
They both needed some time to calm down and get their brains working again before they could say anything again. Robert was the first to do so. "I hope I didn't hurt you, PJ... I lost control..."
"It's ok, Robert. I liked it. I... I'm not sure if I can sit down in the bus though."
The tax consultant shook his head. "One of my employees will drive you home." The look on his face told PJ that a "No" wasn't an option, so if Tuskie insisted... A car would indeed be nicer than an overcrowded old bus. He replied with a nod, trying not to smile too much. "Now, how about we both get cleaned up and air out the room?", the elephant suggested with a chuckle and got another nod from PJ.
"Humph, 'bout time ya get yerself back home, brat. Took ya so damn long I ended up havin' ta order m'self a pizza", Pete grunted from out of the living room as PJ entered the house. "Not dat I didn't mind since they sent over dis chubby pizza boy ta deliver it. Heh-heh, bet ya can't guess wut happened when he got here."
Looking over to a pair of boxers with a pattern of cartoony pizza slices on the living room floor PJ rolled his eyes. "I think I got a pretty good idea what happened, dad", he timidly replied. "Still sorry about keeping you waiting though."
"Well, ya better be. I swear, iffin ol Long-Nose wrecked yer prissy little butt or sumthin' when he screw-a-ma-fied ya his money won't be da only thing he'll be handin' over next poker night", Pete said with a growl in his voice.
"What?!"
"C'mon boy, who da hell do ya think yer kiddin' here? We both know you been thinkin' 'bout that Number Cruncher's second trunk ever since ya had a taste of it da last time Tuskie wuz here."
PJ, who had by now entered the living room, just stared at his father, blushing deeply.
"Why'd ya think I even sent ya over there in the first place?", Pete asked smugly. "Robby-boy needed himself a nice plump ass ta fuck and I needed sumthin' ta pay him with for wut I lost last time we played poker." Rubbing his hands together the gruff man continued excitedly. "Heh-heh... bet after pound-a-natin' yer jiggly ass all afternoon he's gonna come around promisin' anything fer another chance ta use you fer all his sexual frus-a-ma-trations"
"Use me? That's not..."
"That's totally what he did an ya know it, boy! Oh, and since we're on da subject... get yerself over here. Yer gonna tell me every single smutty detail 'bout wut thick dick Tuskie did to ya and yer gonna be actin' it out while ya do it too."
Almost glowing red as he blushed from embarrassment PJ began recounting today's events. "Well..."