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Leading the crocodiles was more difficult than Makuu expected. They looked to him when issues befell the float. While he made good choices when it came to defending their spots and keeping them fed, there were other choices that the new leader had to correct after much trial and error.

Though it was a blow to his ego, Makuu went out to seek a bit of advice and guidance from Pua. The older croc had been leading them for years and it was only now that he realized how impressive such a feat was. It took a bit of searching and asking around given that the elder was now banished from the float, those were the terms of a Mashindano. With Pua's defeat that marked the end of his leadership.

If anything, being sent away was a sort of retirement for Pua. The elder croc was well respected among other animals and had good friends outside of the float. It was nice to live out his days without the mounting stresses of leading. At the moment, he was standing alone and trying his best to focus. Opening one eye, he saw Makuu approaching and smiled, having known that it would be sooner or later before the new leader sought him out.

"Makuu," he greeted curtly.

"Pua. I... I was hoping you had some...advice you could give me." He hadn't expected himself to be saying such words, let alone so soon in his new position.

And to his surprise, Pua just nodded and gave him a look of understanding. "It certainly isn't easy. It's more than just...being the strongest. You have to be able to make decisions that...will benefit the float, sometimes that will require sacrifice. And there is also keeping the others in line. Heh. It's only when I'm away from it all that I realize...how hot-headed we always were."

Makuu listened but he also took notice of the pauses. Not only that but Pua's voice was sounding a bit strained. Taking even more notice, he could see that his legs were spread wider than usual.

It wasn't immediately clear, but the experienced reptile had been in the middle of something when Makuu showed up. While talking to his former follower, he was holding back an entire bladder's worth of urine at bay. This had been done before when he was leader, but in the few moments when there was peace. Now he had ample freetime and a much clearer head. Those were both huge boons to holding it in for as long as he could manage.

While more questions were asked, Pua did his best to answer them. While doing so, the urge to relieve himself was getting stronger. But he clenched down on it with more force and bit back a hiss as he was explaining the drought patterns.

While seeking more knowledge to aid him, Makuu was taking notice of more and more things. At first he wasn't sure, but now he could definitely see that something was up with the older crocodile. The pauses in his words were more frequent, his breathing was getting heavier the more they talked, and now his legs were starting to tremble.

"You alright, Pua?" he finally asked.

Seeing no need to hide it, Pua revealed what he was doing to his fellow crocodile and even chuckled when he saw the look of surprise on Makuu's face. Spending a lot of time in water, their species were not above relieving themself in the same waters they swam in and that in turn led to most of the float developing a fondness of sorts for it. What started as warming the water when near each other quickly evolved into some bolder crocs getting out of the water, getting close and letting their streams fly against each other. From then one, that became the way the crocs added some spice to their bonding and fooling around.

And Makuu was impressed as he realized that even before he showed up and the entire time they talked, Pua was holding firm. He couldn't see himself lasting for that long but he felt an excitement from the prospect of trying.

"No leader is perfect and we all make a few mistakes starting out. What's important is...learning from them and doing what's best for your float from now on..."

Those final words stuck with Makuu. Before parting ways with Pua, he got to see the elder croc finally lose the hold he had on his bladder. It was more than a little arousing to see a fat stream of golden water spraying from the tip that just peaked from the slit. While relieving himself, Pua was making deep groans and sighs of pleasure. After keeping it all in for so long, it made the feeling of draining his bladder all the better. A whole afternoon's worth came out of him and when he was done, there was a rather large puddle that the former leader proudly stood in.

"I'll be seeing you, Makuu," Pua said. A nod was given in response and the journey was made to return to the float.

***

Kiburi was thinking of a way that he could become the new leading crocodile. But such a task would not be easy. Makuu was a formidable foe and his own strength alone would not alone, it was infuriating, but he had to admit that to himself. While still pondering and walking further away from their turf, he heard some voices. Raqther curious he sought out the source, looking around some rocks just in time to see Tamka and Nduli drew close.

With some private time, the two of them sought to have some fun together. Kuburi could recongize the looks of lust and their cocks that eased from their slits. While watching this unfold, he remained quiet. Nduli chose to be the one lying down while Tamka was quick to shuffle over him, having golden droplets already falling from his slit. Easing himself down until he was on top, his face was close to Nduli's crotch while his own was pointed at his friend's. At about the same time the two of them started to pee. They both sighed deeply as the warm pleasure of relief washed over them. With mouths open, the pair of crocs eagerly took the fat streams into each other's maws, letting it pool over their tongues, giving them a taste of each other's water before it was gulped down.

Easing his face down lower, Tamka managed to press his lips to the slit and flicked his tongue against the inch of cock that had slid outwards. While still his mouth was being marked, he coaxed more and more of the shaft by tonguing at the slit itself, swirling along the sensitive walls until the flesh itself was getting a bit hard and easing out over his tongue.

Following suit, Nduli groaned in delight as his cock was being licked, adding to the bliss of slowly emptying his overfilled bladder. He did the same for Tamka but aimed his licks at the twitching flesh it self, flicking the tongue's tip against the bit that peeked out until it steadily engorged and sat over his tongue, throbbing even more as the stream that poured to the back of his throat got thicker and stronger, much to his own delight.

It didn't take the two of them much time at all to get lost in the pleasures. They fueled each other's actions, making loud gulps when their maws were full and teasing each other's cocks while they were still spurting the tasty stuff.

Tamka and Nduli were just about finished with their pissing and were still drinking it down, letting it run over their tongues and licking them over each other's dicks. As they finished up and could only give weak spurts and dribbles, their moans got even stronger as they put more focus into twirling their tongues along and wrapping their lips around each other's shafts.

Setting a pace and keeping time with each other, the two of them bobbed their heads up and down, slurping along their friend's shaft. They licked away the final droplets that came from the tip. Replacing the yellow water was beads of sticky precum. It was licked up with the same amount of vigor. Pleasure coursed through the both of them as they continued. Licking certain spots and giving suddenly stronger sucks to make the other tremble and moan louder.

Tamka jerked his hips when his base was slowly licked. It was a responsive action but he followed it up with another buck and another. He could hear Nduli groaning as the shaft was rubbing along his tongue and smearing more of the heavy precum along. As best he could, the second crocodile returned the action with rough humps of his own hips. The soft tongue wiggled against Nduli's cock, making it spurt his own ropes of precum.

The two of them held each other even closer, pushing themselves even deeper into the mouth that surrounded their shaft, even speeding up their motions to grind along faster and harder, now looking to steadily bring one another further and further along. And every motion they did brought them all the closer to their building climaxes.

Neither of them slowed with their motions, wrapping their lips around tighter and humping into each other's maws harder, feeding each more ropes of precum. Tamka was starting to growl from his rising climax, feeling his cock pulsing hard. Flicking his tongue along faster, he got similar sounds out of Nduli. Keeping pace and feeling it pulsing in their mouths, hard bucks of their hips jammed each of their dicks as far in as they could. Muffled hisses and groans came from the both of them as they finally came. Nduli did so just before Tamka followed suit, ceasing their motions while thick spurts of their load poured the other's mouths just like their piss had before. And just like before, they eager to gulp down the hot loads that spilled into their filled maws.

Once they were done, the two of them finally broke away, licking up the seed that still coated their lips. Side by side they laid on the dusty earth. It was then that Kuburi decided to take his leave, but the sight he witnessed gave him an idea. The only way he could win was if Makuu was distracted by something during the fight. And what was more distracting than holding in a full bladder? Wearing a toothy smirk, he returned to the pond and further developed this idea.

***

Things were easier to manage from then on. Makuu was glad that Pua gave him advice, especially after the things he said. The next time they ran into each other, he would have to apologize for calling him weak.

For as well as things were going, there was an outlier that he now had to confront. It came in the form of Kiburi. Though he had been one of his supporters during the time of the Mashindano, the crafty croc was clearly trying to undermine direct orders. Perhaps he noticed that his new way of doing things was a bit too similar to Pua's? Either way, Makuu sought to deal with this issue before it got out of hand.

Though these were the other crocodile's beliefs, he acted out to get the leader's attention, something that eventually paid off. He was called over in private for the two of them to talk. It was made clear that Kiburi was not happy with Makuu suddenly trying to reason with others, even getting along with King Simba.

"The crocodiles are strong and can handle themselves. We don't need to kiss up to the cat king," Kiburi sneered.

It wouldn't have been long ago that Makuu would have agreed but after leading for some time he was able to see the larger picture. For as strong as they were, that was no match for the larger whole of the Pride Lands. With the drought season arriving, it was best to actually resolve things in a peaceful manner. The dry season would bring enough challenges as it were...

But Kiburi wasn't satisfied with such an explanation. So Makuu had no choice but to solve things in a not so peaceful manner. At this point, his words and orders were being openly challenged and defied. Kiburi would need to be put in his place. Naturally a challenge was in order but who that be enough to snuff out that defiant streak? While pondering the image of Pua suddenly flared in his mind, when he lost control of his bladder after holding it in for so long.

It was perfect! Not only would Kiburi have to endure the shame of being beaten but the added humiliation of wetting himself as well.

With his voice full of confidence, he issued this challenge to his adversary. Kiburi was rather surprised, planning to voice the very same conditions. But he recovered quickly and used this in his favor, being all too eager to agree, full of assurance that it would backfire on Makuu, making him the new leader of the crocodiles.

***

Soon enough word had spread through the float. Once again, there had been a challenge issued within the ranks of the crocodiles. And it was hardly a surprise that such a challenge was issued by Kiburi. To their surprise, this was not another Mashindano. Sure it would be a fight between the two of them, the terms would be something different this time. Rather than a wage of the title of leader, the two were going to have some friendly sparring, coupled with stakes of their own.

When the fight was on, the opponents had met just as promised.

Those two and the other crocs had drunk a lot the night before and earlier that day, ensuring that their bladders would be nice and full when the time came.

"Are you ready, Kiburi?" Makuu asked.

"Of course. Ready for you to lose!" he charged first and Makuu ran up to meet him, the both of their bodies clashing. Growling and scratching, the two of them began to wrestle in the water, trying hard to not let the other have the advantage.

When resurfacing, the two of them were still fighting against each other. But a battle of strength was only a half of the larger whole. With every sudden movement their bodies made, the two of them could feel the fluids sloshing around within their full bladders. Makuu groaned as the strike to his lower stomach not only took the wind out of him but he felt the pressure inside suddenly spike up. He forced his breathing to steady just in time to counter an incoming strike, using it to get underneath Kiburi, lifting and tossing him a small distance.

Just like Makuu, the challenging reptile was being constantly reminded of how full his bladder was, being treated to frequent pangs that only got more intense as they brawled. He expected the other to fold much sooner. And though there was a clear look of discomfort, the leader of the crocs was not looking to stand down. Neither was he.

The two of them continued to fight, clawing and snapping at each other at first before full on wrestling in the water. While thrashing their bodies about, they reached at each other, purposely grabbing and pressing at their opponent's stomachs and even touching at the vent between their hindlegs. Anything they could do to make the other fold. But both of them held firm.

Kiburi could feel his own hindlegs trembling at this point. And the telltale throbbing in his loins told him that he was running out of time. With some shallow breathing to steady himself he dared to take a step forward, gulping as he felt a small bit dribble out. But he carried on, hoping that no one would notice.

Makuu was standing firm but it was a front to hide the sheer discomfort he felt. He now understood just how difficult this really was. Hissing through clenched teeth, he endured a sudden urge that struck him hard. His tail thumped against the ground and to distract himself, he counted how many thumps he heard.

This was much tougher than Pua made it seem. Holding in urine while standing in place was one thing but having a brawl while doing so was another. Returning his attention to his opponent, Makuu could see Kiburi's shaking legs but he was no better off himself, possibly just a few more good hits away from losing complete control... The only thing that he could do was be the one to strike those hits first.

Making good on that plan, he charged at his challenger. There was a rise of satisfaction at seeing Kiburi's surprised expression, but he still paced himself and kept his wits about him. He managed to strike directly at his face and again at the chest when the other croc was knocked off balance. But it was returned with a sweeping hit from Kiburi's tail. It hit just right to trip Makuu up, leading to him falling roughly to the ground.

Panic flared within as some dribbled out. This was it, just before his limit. Now it was time to do or die. Growling, he rose to his feet and jumped at Kiburi while he was still lying on his back. But this time he was caught off guard. Rather than a counterattack, he was put into a hold that kept them both close. They struggled but refused to back down, rolling around in the dirt.

All of these motions were too much, for them both. Each had been pushed past their limits and could no longer hold it. Makuu winced and closed his eyes just as his will broke. But just before it came rushing out of him, he was already feeling a wet heat splashing against him. Opening his eyes he saw that Kiburi had his eyes closed as well. But his sharp teeth were grit as he wet himself, caving first. It was closer than Makuu predicted but he won and voiced that just before finally letting it go as well.

With a winner being declared the witnesses to the fight cheered for the leader defending his title, soon making their leave from the small battlefield.

Kiburi accepted his defeat but still felt rather humiliated from having everyone see him lose control. But his eyes opened as he heard a deep sigh come from the leader. The warmth that spread over his scales got more intense before he realized that Makuu was now peeing with him. Quickly he got over the defeat and shuddered from the feeling of hot fluids trickling directly into his slit. His own stream was aimed at Makuu's lower belly and the other croc seemed to enjoy it. But he was now squirming and panting a bit from the fluid pooling inside, surrounding his still hidden cock.

With a few careful shifts of his hips, he managed to do the same for Makuu and chuckled upon hearing a gasp and feeling a shiver against his claws.

"I'll admit that I'm beat," Kiburi admitted, his voice more relaxed than it had ever been. "But for now at least."

"We'll see..." Makuu sighed, now feeling his own loins being shrouded in hot piss. It felt better than he expected and was making him hard. The two hugging crocs got erect, pushing out the urine that filled their cloacas and making messly splashes between the two of them. But their tips remained lined up perfectly to push into each other's slits. Makuu was the first to hump against it, pressing his cock in against Kiburi's. The action was returned until the two of them were stretching the other and grinding their two dicks together.

While doing so they had paused their urinating but now they continued and moaned together as they softly humped against and pissed inside the other. Experiencing the pleasure of the hot fluids running out of them alongside the slow and steady motions. Having held it for so long made it feel incredible for Makuu, who held the other even tighter.

"You know... I don't remember you admitting your surrender..." Makuu taunted. His length was too thick to fit alongside the other and it popped free, making him grunt and shudder. Their scales were soaked in their markings and the mixed smell of them was only working to rile him up.

"Well, maybe the fight's not over yet," Kiburi said in return. His tone was more playful, matching that toothy smirk of his. He was the first to move his hips, grinding his cock against the float's leader. It brought a rise of satisfaction to hear a soft moan coming from Makuu. And the action was returned with an ever stronger hump that pressed the undersides together, using both their piss but now the thick string of pre that was being smeared along the sensitive skin.

Where the actual contest had left, a new one between them developed. Being fully erect and basking in the mess they continued to make, Makuu was once more taking control as he ground his lower half. The grip on Kiburi was eased, giving them more room to work with. It was clear to tell that the latter croc was no longer a threat but for how long? A part of him hoped that Kiburi still had some defiance in him so the leader had a ready excuse to do something like this again soon.

For the time being, he took full advantage and kept his dribbling length pressed, grinding along the other. Soft sounds came from the defeated challenger. He was now able to feel Makuu's strength in another form; being held close and feeling that hot, throbbing flesh along his own.

"Mmm..." he groaned, giving a short jerk of his own hips in return. The feeling was simple but incredible all the same, coaxing his own precum from the tip. It had been some time since he got release and the repeating actions were enough to make his usually standoff-ish nature diminish, giving way to a more softer and submissive side that he kept hidden deep down. With nobody else around he could allow this part of him to be seen.

It was an unspoken agreement between them and Makuu took full control as he ground his hips harder and a bit faster, keeping their dicks sliding along each other. Another low moan came from him. Maybe it was the situation or just him getting carried away but he leaned down and eased his maw against Kiburi's. A sound of surprise came but the other croc opened his mouth wider, enough for their tongues to connect and twirl.

The kiss itself was short, broken up by Kiburi moaning aloud and trembling. "Makuu... F-fine. I surrender..." He hadn't expected this to happen but this was preferable to fighting. His excitement had built up drastically, making him close to his limit. It was pulsing hard and the following humps against his own cock pushed him past the point of now return. Against his squirms, Makuu held him down and made a purring like noise as he felt the shaft pressing to his throbbing and shooting length. Fat ropes of seed were spurt all over the both of their scaled bellies.

Makuu listened to the hard pants and smirked in triumph, once again lasting longer than the usually hotheaded croc. But this time the gap in endurance was much larger. As Kiburi was softly panting, now experiencing a strong afterglow, there was much left within himself. And the longer this dragged on, the more he desired a release of his own. With those building wants came his want for something more as well.

His pre and Kiburi's cum made his shaft very slick and right underneath the softening shaft was a tight tailhole just waiting there for him. With a grin spreading he eased his hips and dragged the length along until it touched the soft rim. Looking back, the other croc's eyes went wide but he voiced no objections. They shared a nod and Makuu felt his heart racing, making another short motion that pushed his tip past the pink ring. It was even tighter than it looked, getting loud grunts and moans out of the both of them as it slowly sunk inside, starting with the tip then leading the shaft and finally ending with the base that was pushed in. For a few moments the entire thing was left inside to give the lying reptile some time to adjust.

For a few moments the entire thing was left inside to give the lying reptile some time to adjust.

"Ready?" Makuu asked, receiving some quick nods almost a second later.

With that, he started by tugging his cock out of the snug passage, voicing his pleasure as the hard flesh slid along the soft walls. The thickest part popped out, making Kiburi groan as well. It eased out, save for the cock's tip. Planting his paws to the ground rather than holding onto the other crocodile, Makuu started to hump slowly at first but was gradually picking up the pace, enjoying the series of squeezes that kept the passage warm and tight.

"Ahh..." This was taking things to a new level for Kiburi, being the first time that he was on the receiving end and it was quite the first impression, taking such a large length that was pushing in harder and deeper than it did before, spreading his insides more than he thought than they could withstand. And the feelings were nearly overwhelming, shooting pleasure through his body, leaving him moaning as an automatic response and shivering when spots deep inside were touched.

"I think we discovered a hidden talent," Makuu teased. Despite it being the first time, the other crocodile was taking him so well and in response to his steady thrusts, firm squeezes engulfed his cock and milked more thick dribbles of precum that made the hoel even slicker and warmer, making it all the easier to hump faster and giving him more leeway to slam himself down deeper, getting louder moans out of his float member.

In response, Kiburi chuckled. The pleasure was too great for him to actually speak, especially when his leader was speeding up and pushing it far down, touching spots that he was unaware he had. All he could do was take heavy breaths, enduring all of these new feelings that struck him at once.

"Getting close..." Makuu announced before picking up the pace, panting heavily as he ground his cock against those slick and moving walls. Now he was really putting effort into his actions, rather than going along with his body's natural movements. He growled and planted a paw on Kiburi's chest, making sure to express his domination over the other. The lying croc blushed but could only keep moaning, tilting his head back as Makuu's hips became nearly a blur, drilling his cock into the spread tailhole.

Finally, the crocodile leader bellowed and shoved every inch he had. Following right after came a rush of strong feelings washing over him. With hard throbs of his shaft, fat ropes of hot cum gushed into Kiburi's hole, marking it fully with a mix of the seed and remnants of Makuu's piss that solidified his position underneath the float's leader. Grinding his dick within, he milked every rope he could until groaning deeply and pulling out, leaving his own seed to dribble out of the winking rim.

Listening to the heavy pants, Makuu could feel another urge to relieve himself approach. He had drunk a lot beforehand and even after draining his bladder before, his body still had more to give. While the defeated croc was still lying under him, Makuu simply let it flow out of him, listening to the urine noisily splatter against smooth scales, properly marking Kiburi's body. This time he made sure that it covered the other all over. Kiburi was still recovering from the sex but made low sounds of delight as he felt the hot liquid pouring onto him. The smell of fresh piss filled the air, heavy with the scent of the leader's own scent. It reminded him of his defeat but it was taken in stride for now, ignored for the sake of just enjoying his afterglow. He watched the golden fluid trickle out, being further angled upwards after getting his belly thuroughly wet.

It reached higher; to his chest, then his neck before the taste of it was in his mouth once more. The strong taste poured over his tongue but he simply drank it down, savoring the taste and embracing his body being marked from the inside. Every gulp sent a rush of warmth down his throat and deep into his stomach. He listened to Makuu grunt and sigh until he gave all he could, looking down to watch Kiburi swallow down the last of it. A smile spread over his long muzzle and he helped roll the other croc over, giving him a teasing pat to the shoulder.

"That should shut you up for a while," he chuckled, leaving the other to gather himself.

Kiburi had been more behaved since then. The others thought it was because of his defeat. That was a factor, but the real reason was Makuu and Kiburi becoming a couple of sorts. It was a secret held between the both of them. The relationship itself was nothing romantic, purely sexual and a means of pleasuring each other. Makuu agreed to keep Kiburi's fondness for being on the bottom a secret and their rendezvous' had the added benefit of easing out all that aggression that was usually the source of all the float's trouble...