It was late at night at Celesteville, and the young elephant King, Babar, was quite bored. He knew he should get some rest for tomorrow, but he wanted to do something to pass the time. That, and he didn't feel tired. He was alone in his bedroom and looked around. There was the bookshelf with all kinds of literature. But he probably read them all already.
He sighs and might as well double check. He traces his trunk along the spines of the books, hoping one of them caught his eye. "No. Nope. Nuh-uh. Mmm. Boring. Already read it. Ugh... isn't there anything?" He grumbled to himself, when his trunk stopped on one book that did catch his attention.
It was a red book as he pulled it out and the title did gauge his interest. "Anatomy 101? I don't recall having this book... did it get mixed up with something else?" On the cover showed the title in big letters, along with a male and female symbol on the bottom. The back of the book showed a diagram of a human body.
Well, maybe this book will be so boring he'd fall asleep. Couldn't hurt to try. Babar sat at the desk and opened the contents and began reading. And reading. And read some more, the pictures and descriptions catching his attention. Even at some points, he blushed at how... graphic, some of them were.
He landed on the sexual and reproductive section, mostly about males. And he wondered... could he do that? He didn't necessarily get "The Talk" when he was younger. He honestly wanted to experiment with this. He placed the book back where he found it and decided to try an idea.
Babar quietly opened the doors to his room and peeked out into the hall, making sure no one was around. He then quietly tip-toed around, almost making himself look like an intruder in his own home. He came across a door which lead to the basement. Perfect. Nobody would bother to go inside unless it's something really important.
He opened the door and quietly shut it. He climbed down the stairs and went underneath it, making sure the coast was clear, he checked. He heard and saw nothing. Perfect. Babar smirks to himself and takes off his robe, letting it fall to the floor, kicking off his slippers, lowering and taking off his pants and underwear, leaving him naked.
He felt a cool chill across his skin and blushes. He felt so naughty. He thought about what he read in the book. "So I just... rub this and..." Babar murmured to himself, wrapping his truck around his limp penis and shudders. "A-ahh... i-it feels weird... B-but... this is supposed to be normal..."
Babar sat down on the stone floor and slowly moved his trunk up and down on his shaft, feeling himself getting hard and erect. He uses his hand to cover his mouth, making sure not let himself be too loud. The last thing he needed was one of his servants walking in on him like this and branded a pervert.
"Mmhhf... mmhhn..." Babar groans, feeling a bit confident in himself, stroking himself quicker as he feels the warmth around his cock. A faint blush appeared on his cheeks. Why did doing this feel so good? He would never have thought to do something like this before.
He looks down, feeling the cock twitching within his trunk and leaking some pre. If he recalled this was... semen? Or at least, the correct term just like his penis. The elephant boy lied down on his back, laying on top of his discarded robe. "Mmhhg... mmhghgh!"
His hand still covering his mouth, his moans muffled, he felt... so good. Why was he getting warm? He sped up his movements, jerking his cock faster, Babar's eyes were half lidded with pleasure. He felt so close. So very, very close!
"Mmhgh...!~ Mmhh... I-I'm... MMMPPHHH!!!" Babar squeezes his eyes shut and loudly screams into his hand, shooting off ropes of cum, staining his chest and trunk. Once he was done with his first orgasm, he let go and relaxed, catching his breath.
"Aahh... ahh... o-oh, gosh... s-so... good... I-I think that was... an orgasm...?" Babar says quietly, he looks over at himself, his chest was stained with his own cum and his trunk as well. It felt all warm and sticky. He would need to clean himself up later.
He should have brought something to clean himself with. Oh well, better to improvise. He took his underwear and wiped himself clean. They were going into the wash anyways, so...
Babar stood up and got himself dressed. Back into his robe, pants and slippers. He quietly made it to the laundry shoot and toss his underwear down and made it back to his bedroom. He would need a quick shower. He locks the doors and heads inside, discarding his clothes once more.
He turns on the shower and felt the warm water hitting his naked body once more. Washing away whatever naughtiness or dirt he had. When the young King looked down, he was surprised to his erection was hard once again. Already? Even after blowing his load down the basement?
It seems, his own body had other ideas. It would be quick. Babar reached down and grabbed his erection with both hands, jerking himself off and just for extra measure, moving his hips. He found this added extra pleasure and friction to his cock. Since he was alone, he had free reign to be as loud as he wanted.
Provided nobody was nearby, of course. "Aahhh, ahhh, hhahh, annh... O-ohhh... it feels even better... m-my penis feels good... i-in my hands... nnghh... ahhh~" Babar moans, the only sounds were his panting, moaning and the rushing of water.
Babar continued to move his hips, imagining actually thrusting into something. He couldn't figure what, but the feeling of his erection rubbing his hands back and forth felt incredible. The young elephant King continued to moan, his knees shaking as he started to leak pre again, dripping onto the shower floor and washing away with the water.
"Aaah! Hahah! Hahh! I-I'm... l-leaking again... g-getting... c-close...!" Babar panted, his voice pitched as he squeezes his eyes shut, he gave one last thrust and groans. Spraying his load all over the floor. The boy cheeks were flushed as he felt his head spinning from the intense orgasm.
He lets go of his erection and finally feels his penis go limp. He catches his breath and lets the shower water wash away the naughty act again. After freshening himself up, he gets into his pajamas and goes to bed, ready for another day.
The next couple of days were uneventful, whatever got into Babar's mind seemed to be just an odd phase. Thankfully, nobody found out or heard about his activities. He carried on with his royal duties, had some free time with his friends and carried on like normal.
Until one night, the same urge happened again. Babar was fast asleep in his bed, however, he gave some quiet moans during his sleep. And down below his crotch, a bulge formed in his pajama pants. Without realizing it, he was having a wet dream.
In his dream, he was in his room, naked and looking at himself in the mirror, he reached down his erection and began jerking himself off. He blushes, seeing how needy he was in the reflection. He never actually looked at himself naked before.
Was he always this... curvy? How did he not notice? He was always dressed up in his usual suits. Babar was panting and moaning as loudly as possible, he sank to his knees and used his hand to jerk himself off as he stared at himself.
"Aaah!~ Hahh!~ Wh-why does this feel so good...?! Mmmhf...! F-fffffudge yes...!" Babar moaned, he looked like some needy and desperate whore, wanting for a good time and help him alleviate this 'problem' he has.
Babar had no idea how long he went at this for, at some point, he was sitting on top of his desk and quickened his pace, panting, moaning and acting like some shameless pervert. Doing such a naughty act in his own office. But strangely... he didn't care at the moment. His mind swimming with various naughty thoughts and pleasure.
Finally, he threw his head back and screamed in pure bliss, blowing his load and staining the floor. "AAAHHHH!!!~ YES!!!~" He screams to the Heavens, a smile on his face as his cheeks flushed a deep red. Until... he woke up.
Babar sat up in his bed and groans, he felt... strangely wet down below. Wait, he didn't wet the bed did he? No, that couldn't be it. He pushed off the covers and his eyes widened, his cheeks reddening as he saw the bulge and a stained spot. Did he just... did he just orgasm in his dream? Was that even possible?
Babar got out of bed and changed his clothes and underwear. Into the wash they go again. He felt so embarrassed. Why did he even dream like that? Acting like that, doing such an act in a normally public space... Was he sick? Was there some sort of illness he wasn't aware of? No, he felt healthy and fit.
"What's wrong with me...? Why did I...?" He whispered to himself in thought. There was no way he would tell anyone about this. It was too... shameful, unfit for a king and embarrassing. Maybe he'll figure this out later. Right now, he climbs back into bed and closes his eyes. Although... that dream did feel oddly good. Maybe he was ill.
The next couple of days came and went until there was some notice he found in his papers. "Hm? What's this? A survey?" Babar lifted the paper so his two advisors could see.
"Ah, yes. It is a survey for the citizens of Celesteville to document their thoughts and opinions on how you run the Kingdom and help its people, Sire." Pompadour explained as Cornelius nodded in agreement.
"Yes, King Babar. Although... if you were to go out looking the way you do, the populace would agree anyway since you are the King." Added the elderly elephant.
Yes, that did present an issue. And he would do anything to make his Kingdom better and its people happy. Babar thought about it as he paced back and forth, the paper held into his trunk as he tapped his head. He stopped as he looked at the reflection on the glass windows. His eyes widened as an idea came to him.
"Well... if they're not gonna answer honestly to King Babar... maybe I could go undercover?" He voiced his idea to his friends and collogues.
"Ah! An excellent idea, Sire! But are you sure it's safe by yourself?" Pompadour asked him, it was a bit of a risky idea, but it would make sense.
"Pompadour, Cornelius. I'm perfectly fine. I'm not some stuck up noble that constantly needs to be spoonfed and babysat. Remember the incident with the... *ahem* 'Kingnapper'?" He eyed them as the two older elephants blush at that. That... was not their finest moments.
"Excellent point. We just worry about you, Babar." Cornelius says and Babar nods in understanding. He knew full well they meant good. But they could get... overboard at times.
"And I know that. I will be careful, I promise. It's just a couple of questions and that's it. I already have a disguise ready. Trust me, guys. I'll be fine." Babar reassures them. And so, he decided to don his disguise.
Today, he would not be King Babar, ruler of Celesteville, he would just be a simple advisor or worker at the palace going on orders of the King. It still felt surreal doing this, but either way, this was the best idea he's got.
Babar got himself dressed with a nice white dress shirt with buttons, green overall pants, some dress shoes and of course, the survey papers on hand. He looked at himself at the mirror, he also didn't wear his crown. He looked pretty good, in his opinion.
Although, he couldn't help but notice his curves... was he eating too many sweets lately? It kind of reminds him of... Babar shook his head. No! He has to focus! He has work to do here. He would just be a regular person, getting opinions from the citizens on what Babar does or who he is and much more.
He soon leaves the palace and makes his way into town. This would be a very simple job. Babar soon made his way around town, mingling and talking with the townspeople and some visitors of the Kingdom. They mostly had many positive things to say.
Some of them commented on how cute a servant he was and doing a nice thing for the King, unaware that it was really Babar. For some reason, he blushed from the praise and made him feel good. But he chalked it up to just being grateful and humbled for doing something right.
So far, it was going well, there was one time he almost let it slip about his real identity. "Oh, my name's Ba... Ba... Ba... Baba. Baba, yes. I'm conducting a survey for the King." The young elephant boy said, almost letting out his secret. Some people seem to buy it and called his name cute, making him flushed again.
It wasn't meant to be cute! He felt like an idiot. Babar received the papers back with all of their comments and nothing seemed off or out of place. Just positive things how he was helpful, kind, wise for his age... at least, he thinks so, and just an overall good ruler doing his best. He has one last stop to make before he goes home.
He walked to the last house and knocked on the door with his trunk. He waited until the door opened seeing a male elephant. Babar explained his usual spiel about the survey. "Hello, sir! My name is Baba, a servant to King Babar. This survey is to help the King improve himself and help the people of Celesteville. Do you have anything to say? Positives? Grievances?"
The King in disguise didn't notice as he explained what he was doing, the man was eying the boy and his body. "Grievances, huh? I suppose I do have negative thing to say." He says, making Babar shocked.
"And what would that be, sir?" He asked the man. He did want to be a better ruler and make his people happy. Whatever it was, he could easily solve it with some thinking and planning.
"Well... what's a cute boy like you doing with the King? Sending an adorable boy doing such a mundane job?" The male elephant says and chuckles, making Babar flush from the cute and adorable comments.
"I... I'm sorry?" The boy stuttered in confusion, what was this man implying here? And... why was he staring at him so strangely? What was going on?
"I'm just saying, it's just a waste some of your talents are wasted. I bet the King's lucky to have you by his side...~" The man says and gives him a wink.
Wait... was he saying...? Babar blushes a deep red. "No, no, no, no! I-it's not... I'm not...! I-I-"
He was silence when the man presses a thumb upon his lips. "Now, now. No need to be so nervous. Since you must've been talking your head off with this, you must be thirsty, right?" The male elephant said, which Babar couldn't help but nod in agreement. "I have the perfect drink for you. Come inside for a minute."
Against his better judgement, the King in disguise agreed and went inside. It was a simple home with all the essentials the man would need. Babar didn't notice or hear the door locking behind him. But he did notice some hands groping his waist, making the boy drop his clipboard with the papers he has.
"A-ah! S-sir?! Wh-what are you doing?! Th-that's my...!" Babar gasps and feels hands trailing down his waist and some rubbing his crotch. "A-ah! S-stop! N-nobody has t-t-touched me there!"
"Oh? Not even the King? How shameful. Maybe I can fix that for a cute boy like you~" The man whispered to him with lust, making Babar go wide eyed. The alarm bells ringing in his head to get the hell out of dodge.

He felt the man stripping him, taking off his overalls, unbuttoning his shirt and slipping off his shoes. Leaving him in his green underwear. Babar's mind was racing, what was going on?! Why was this man undressing and touching him?!
"P-p-please... c-can I get dressed and go home. I-I think I'm not thirsty anymore..." Babar says, trying to convince the man to release him. But he wasn't having it.
"It's either you play along, or no drink. And I know you're thirsty, kid." The man replied, and Babar knew he was right. He had been talking a lot and explained the survey so many times. His throat was a bit parched.
He gave a shaky sigh and nodded. The male elephant sat at a chair and watched the flustered King in disguise. All that was left was his underwear. "Take it off. Slowly." The man ordered. The young elephant boy had no choice but to obey. The sooner he can get this over with, the quicker he can go home and maybe put this guy in jail.
Babar stares at the man with nervousness and shame. He slowly takes off his green underwear, tossing it aside with his clothes and leaving him completely nude. It's only now that the man can see how feminine the boy is with his thick curves and well taken care of body.
"Ohh... you look so adorable, Baba~ As promised, I'll give you that drink you wanted. Come here for a second." The man says and gestures to come forward. Babar carefully approached him until he was put on his knees. The elephant man lowered his pants and exposed his throbbing cock.
Babar's eyes widened as he saw the size of it. It must have been... 10... no, 12 inches! How the hell did he keep that hidden?! And why did it smell so weird? "All you have to do, is help my cock here, and the drink's all yours." He explained.
"Cock? You mean... your penis?" Babar said in confusion, there was another name for his length?
"What? You never heard anyone say that? Guess hanging around some nobles makes you squeaky clean." The man joked, making Babar blush. If only this man knew what he did a couple of days ago, that mindset would change.
Babar had to get this over with, he grabbed the man's erection with both of his hands and slowly jerked him off, hearing the man giving a gruff moan. "Mmmh... that's it... work that shaft good, Baba. You're doing good so far."
Babar's heart fluttered at the compliments. Why was he feeling this way when he was asked to lower himself to this? The cock felt so damn thick and big. And the smell... it was kinda gross but for some reason... it makes him excited? Maybe he was ill.
Babar continued moving his hands, stroking and groping the huge length, hearing the man's moans until he felt a hand on his hand, urging him to stop. "Good boy. Now, take it inside your mouth."
That surprised the King in disguise. You can suck your penis? Or rather, someone else's? He... had never thought of that before. He thought masturbation was really it. Sensing his hesitation, the man looked at him. "Never done it before? It's easy. Just open your mouth and relax."
Babar opened his mouth and took the head of the elephant's cock inside, gurgling a bit as he tasted the length. It was... alien to him. He had never done this before in his life. "Now, start moving your head, Baba."
The boy did as he was told, using his tongue to service the man's cock as he bobbed his head slowly. "Mmhhf, slurp, mmmhh, nnhh... mmhg..." This felt so weird... he was tasting another man's... what did he call it? Cock.
He had to break away to get some air first before resuming again, he felt the man's hand on top of his head, petting him as if he were a wild animal. He stares at the man, wondering if he was doing a passable job. Judging by the moaning from the male, he was doing good so far.
The musky smell was also getting to him, and as a result, his body was turned on. As evident by Babar's erection slowly getting hard. Babar kept bobbing his head, tasting more of the man's length, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
This still felt so weird... he always thought he was straight and liked girls. Well, mainly Celeste, and yet... this happened. What was wrong with him? The hand on his head suddenly stopped petting him, he was confused. Why did the man stop?
He was met with his answer as his head was shoved further down his cock. His eyes widened and teared up. Gurgling and choking on the elephant's length. "Ggglk! Hhghhg! Mmhghg!" What was he doing?! Why did this hurt now!?
"Mmmh... couldn't resist. Can't pass up a good mouth like this~ Let me do the work, Baba." The man says and starts moving his hips, facefucking the poor boy. His gurgled moans and whimpers could be heard in the room.
Babar could feel the man's cock hitting the back of his throat, almost making him gag a couple of times. But over time, the pain started to slowly ebb away and in its place... pleasure. He was basically being used an elephant sex toy.
"Mmmhh... such a good mouth for a cute boy like you~ I see your little 'friend' is enjoying it too~" The man chuckles as he groans with pleasure. Babar blushes and gurgles some more, helpless to do anything but take the abuse.
He should hate this, he should call it gross, he should call it wrong on so many levels. But somewhere in his mind... he was enjoying it. A lot. Again and again this went on, the poor disguised King could only taste the length down his throat in and out in a set rhythm.
Eventually, after 5 minutes, or what felt like five for Babar, he could taste the pre leaking out. His so-called 'drink'. "Mmmh... I'm gonna cum...! Get ready Baba!" The man growls as he gets closer. Cum? Was that another word for orgasm? Wait, did that mean...?
Babar suddenly groans loudly, forced to taste and gulp down the man's warm cum down his throat. His eyes rolling back as gurgles. Some cum began leaking down his chin there was so much.
The semen tasted so... salty and gross. But at the same time, the warmth felt so good. He couldn't help but gulp it down like it was a regular glass of milk. Finally, the man pulled his cock away as Babar gasps for breath, hacking and coughing.
"*cough*, *cough*, *cough*! Hahhh... m-my throat... th-that hurt... a-are we done...? Can I go home now, s-sir...?" Babar asked, hoping that would be the end of it.
"Oh, no. We barely started, boy!" The man said, all too cheerful considering the act he did to Babar. The boy froze after that. There was more?!
"W-what...?" Babar stuttered out, there couldn't possibly be more. He thought that was the end of it! How could there be more?!
"Stand up and turn around, Baba. I'll show you the real deal~" The man says and chuckles. Babar shakily stood up and did as he was told, wondering he needed to turn around. What was this guy planning now?
The elephant male licked his finger and started to insert it inside the boy's anus, making him cry out and shudder. "Ah! Wh-what're you-nnghh...! D-doing?! What is that?!" He cried out in shock, feeling the man's finger inside.
"Just lubing you up. Damn, your asshole feels amazing, Baba~" The man says, his voice dripping with lust and need. Babar had never thought to do this before. It felt weird, but strangely erotic at the same time. He couldn't explain it well.
After a couple of minutes of pushing his finger in and out, twisting and turning, it was time. Babar felt the man grabbing his waist and lifting him up, his ass hovering over the male's throbbing cock.
"You ready, kid?" The man asked him, Babar stuttered and spluttered. He couldn't form words, he was scared, nervous and didn't know what else to do.
"O-on second thought... I-I don't think I'm ready for something like-THIS!?!?" He was interrupted when he was sat down on the man's length, the cock inside of him. "Oohgh! Hhagh... ahhah... y-your penis... i-is... inside me...!"
Tears gathered in Babar's eyes again, fuck, it felt so big and thick! The older elephant male just groaned in pleasure, feeling his cock enveloped by Babar's tight asshole. "Mmmh... fuck, I'm gonna enjoy this~ Get ready for the ride of your life, boy!~" He says and started thrusting into the elephant boy.
Babar felt the man's thrusts as the slapping of balls could be heard in the room, along with his groaning and whimpering. His cock flopping around with every movement, leaking pre as he was used like a fleshlight. This whole thing felt so strange, it started to hurt but just like when he sucked the man off, the pain slowly went away.
All the young King in disguise could do, was take it and moan away like some cheap whore. His eyes half lidded and tongue lolling out. "Aaah! Hhah! Hhanh! Hhah... O-oh gosh.. f-fudge...! S-so big...!" Babar groaned out, hearing the man chuckle as he was being fucked.
"Wow! You really are innocent! It's okay to let go, y'know? Doesn't my cock feel good in your ass?" The man says as he held onto the boy's waist, moving his hips and pushing his cock in and out.
"A-aahh... I... think so...? B-but... I-I like girls... why does this feel good? Am I sick?" Babar wondered aloud, only to be met with another laugh.
"What, you never thought you'd be bisexual? You can like boys AND girls! It's perfectly normal!" And suddenly, everything clicked. He was bisexual? No wonder. It explained everything, the praises, his cuteness, commenting on his body and treated like this, while also liking Celeste. He was bi. He loved both men AND women!
Realizing this, he had nothing to fear anymore. This suddenly felt... really good. Why was he against this in the first place? Seeing that Babar was enjoying himself now, the man went faster and rougher, hearing the boy moan loudly.
"Oooogh!~ Right there! Please...!~ Your c-cock feels so good!~ My ass feels amazing!~" The elephant boy said, blushing as he swore for the first time. The rest of his innocence slowly dying, but he didn't care. Not right now. Now, he wanted to feel good~
"Haha! Well said, Baba! I'm just about close anyways! Tell me what you want, boy!" The man said, wrapping his arms around Babar as he goes faster, the boy's eyes squeezing shut as feels the harsh thrusts inside his anus.
"I want your cum in me! I want you to cum in my asshole!~ Please, let me have your cum, sir!~ T-tasting it was so yummy, and I want it in me! Please!!~" Babar wasn't even aware of what he was saying anymore, his mind was getting hazy as more and more pleasure was getting added. His body felt so hot, his cock just waiting for release, and he could already feel the older male's pre leaking inside of him.
With one last push, slamming Babar deep down on his cock, the man groans loudly and fills the boy up with his warm seed. "Aaaahh!!! Take it, Baba! Take my fucking cum!~" The man shouted.
Babar gave a high pitched moan, feeling the warm cum filling him up. Just in time as he sprays his load, staining the floor. "I'm cumming!!~ I'm cumming from getting fucked!~ It feels so awesome!~"
The young King shot rope after rope of cum, until he was finally done. He felt himself getting lifted and turned around, slowly opening his eyes and staring at the man who broke him in. The male grabbed the boy's trunk with his own and gave him a sloppy kiss. But Babar didn't push away, and even if he wasn't exhausted from the session, he wouldn't either way.
Babar blushes and kisses back, his kiss stolen by another male. Everything about this felt amazing. It was a shame he had to stop here. He never knew being dominated by a male could be so... fun~
After kissing for a few seconds, they pulled away for air, Babar panting and gasping for breath. "Hahh... th-that was... w-wow..." Was all he could say, leaving him speechless.
"It's a shame. You could be using this cute body and looks to make many people like me happy." The man says as he puts Babar down. Wait, he could? There was a way he could do that? "Well, I kept my end of the deal. Send my regards to the King, would ya? Maybe I'll see ya again~"
Babar blushes and quietly thanks him for his 'imput'. After cleaning himself up a bit he got dressed and made it out the house. His body still shaking after the whole experience. But he wouldn't deny it didn't feel damn good.
Babar eventually made back to the palace and informed Pompadour and Cornelius his findings, leaving out the detail of his... 'visit' with the man. Everything seemed satisfactory. And with that, the day ended and he tossed the clothes down the laundry shoot and went back to his room.
He soon locked the doors and had his whole world turned upside down. Could what that man say be true? Was there a way he could use his body to make people happy like that? There must be. Babar looked at himself in the mirror, wearing his pajamas but he still has that curvy figure.
"... Yeah... yeah! I think I can find a way! I just need a way to find more guys. But I still have to keep my identity a secret. Lord knows what would happen if word got out." Babar says to himself and then looks out the window, seeing the night sky. "Maybe... the night would work. Not many people out or awake. And besides..."
Babar hugs himself as he blushes a deep red. "B-being fucked... f-felt so good...~ I-I never thought being manhandled like that was good." He giggles to himself and decides to have one last bit of fun before going to bed and plan out for tomorrow.
Babar takes off his pants and lies down on his bed, he uses his hand to finger his anus while wrapping his trunk around his cock again. And just for added measure, he slipped his fingers inside his mouth, imagining someone's cock using his mouth.
He closes his eyes and lets the fantasy take over. "Mmmhg, slurp...~ Ffhuck mhee...~ Fhuck me pleashe...~" His words muffled by his fingers, throughout the night, the young elephant King moaned away until he finally climaxed once again. This time, not even bothering to clean himself. Instead, sleeping with the mess he made on himself.
Babar slept soundly with a smile on his face, his cum staining his shirt and crotch. Thoughts or whatever he was going to do tomorrow filled his head. He couldn't wait to be used like a cheap slut again~ This was the best idea he's ever had~
THE END