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The Lion King - Part 5

Written by: Zylen Andel

Commissined by: Hasani

Sneaking around Pride Rock was something he used to do as a child, stalking and pouncing whoever he came across. This time, however, it was for real. Those hyenas are fierce warriors when encountered alone, but very dangerous when encountered in packs. His fine nose picked up on the scents permeating his home; sweat, cum, and blood. Yes, Scar had made sure to make these laughing brutes feel right at home. Peeking over the side of the ledge he was creeping along, the soon-to-be-king saw many hyenas were sitting around rubbing their bellies and snapping at each other. They were hungry and it didn't take long for Simba to deduce why.

Hyenas were insatiable eaters as well as lovers. They spent their whole lives eating, fucking or sleeping, which all creatures in these lands did, but the hyenas were so much more active in searching out prey to sate bother their hunger and their needs. Their brute force tactics had served them well when they were operating on their own, but as soon as Scar brought them up to the seat of power...their insatiable blood lust would ensure that nothing survived. Simba was actually quite surprised that the cackling canines were able to submit themselves under his uncle. Then again, Scar was always smarter than everyone around him, easily being able to manipulate even the sharpest of minds.

The scent of cum began to grow stronger as he neared where the entrance of Pride Rock would be. The scents drove their way down into his nostrils, penetrating his lungs and continuing to roll throughout his body. As he kept going, sounds began to filter into his ear, which perked up to catch all the noise they could. What he heard stoked the growing fire in his loins even more, adding to the spark the scents created in his body. The sounds that rose over the rocks and into the air around Simba reminded him of fucking in the water; heavy sloshing, grunts of effort, muffled moans, loud wet slaps as wet flesh meets wet flesh; it excited him.

Moving more quickly now, Simba wanted to see where the smells and sounds were coming from. His cock throbbed to life and slapped against his legs as he moved, his flaccid cock was now long enough to hang below his knees. But as the monster fed on the blood in his body it grew stronger and bigger, making the lion's movements more awkward. Still the need to see the source of the stimulus that was igniting his body's desires made him adjust his movements and returned his feline grace. The edge was close now; a few more steps and his nagging curiosity would be answered. His heart beat faster, his pulse raced, his cock slapped wetly against his legs and belly; so close. Then the edge dropped away, falling a descent ten to fifteen feet down and sweeping out into a large open area in front of the entrance to Pride Rock. But there was something different...something that hadn't been there before.

The lion had carved a put into the rocks to catch rain water form them to drink. It had taken a long while to dig the deep pit, but when it rained here, it filled up fast, so the work was well worth the effort. But it was evident now that was sloshing in the pool was not water, it was thicker and seemed to cling to the fur of those that are in it. Upon sniffing deeply again Simba's suspicions are confirmed as the scent of cum washes over him so strongly that he nearly faints. His mission to overthrow Scar's rule got lost as he fell into his lusts the cum covered fur in the pool was a mix of feline and canine; lions and hyenas.

One lion was leaning against the edge of the pool, claws marks cut into the rocks from when he tried to escape. However, his movements now are not to get away from the hyena that is brutally fucking him, but instead he is pushing back into the savage thrusts. His cries of fevered passions rise high into the air. He had tried fighting back, resisting it and it only made him give in that much faster. The lion's tail was wrapped around the hyena's waist in submission, his legs standing in the pool, but obscured by the roiling fluids. The hyena was gripping the shoulders tightly and ramming his cock as hard and as deeply into this lion slut as he could manage without breaking his body completely.

Another 'couple' that was more readily noticed, was a lone hyenas sitting with the pool of semen rising up to his belly. He had an expression of lewd passion on his face and as Simba started absentmindedly stroking his cock he found out why. From under the surface, pulled by his cum drenched mane is a lion hunter, one of the stronger ones. But even he is looking tired of resisting so hard. His gaze still has barbs in it, but not nearly as much was when he was first forced in here two days ago. He inhaled in deeply, taking in large breaths of air. The hyena smiled oh-so-smugly, loving the feeling of breaking this large man's will. Leaning in quickly, he kissed those wet lips and drank in the semen that covered them, even sucking some of his own seed out the lion's mouth.

Then just as suddenly as when Simba watched the wet lion emerge he was forced back down under the shifting liquids, having been only given enough time to close his eyes. The hyena grunted, his head rolling back slowly as his tongue hung out of his mouth. He certainly was enjoying himself, using this big and buff lion as his own personal fuck toy. Simba's hand quickened on his cock, and almost lost his balance a feel off the ledge he was perched on. His eyes moved quickly taking in all that lay before him and then he saw the last 'couple' in the pool.

This one had the hyena leaning back, with his shoulders at the edge of the pool, the level of the fluids coming up to his chest and just under his armpits, which made it easy to impale the lion he was assigned to break on his cock. His cum stained hands were groping the feline's chest as he bucked hard up into him, forcing the man to bounce on his lap, the two of them working together now that the lion was almost broken in. His eyes were glazed and his mouth was open in a lewd moan. The golden fur and lush reddish brown mane were almost completely white now, wet and dripping with the seed surrounding him.

Joyously fucking his prey, the hyena even rewarded the lion, with more seed of course. Dipping a hand into the white gold and bring the hand to the leonine lips he waits patiently from the lion to eagerly suck his fingers clean. His other hand groped the toned butt cheek flexing in his hand, still keeping up the force with which he was fucking his huge cock into the warm bowels. The warmth of that tight tunnel was warmth that the hyena wanted to have around his dick for awhile now. Even if he broke this slut lion he would still fuck him for hours...maybe days...to come. He leaned forward and bit down on the front of the lion's soaked neck, his teeth scraping against the flesh, and his tongue lapping up the seed coating the flesh and fur.

The display was too much for Simba to just witness. Suddenly, his cock throbbed as he imagined himself being next in that pool. Being surrounded by that hot musky spooge...those huge and hard cocks pushing into and against him...feeling helpless and at the mercy of those hung and horny brutes. He moaned softly, but bit his lip, trying to stifle any more moans; he still had to be quiet as he was still on the hunt for Scar. So he had to move...yep...he had to move to go hunt down his uncle. However, the sights and smells before him in the pool of sex were too much to resist.

Despite the obvious danger, Simba leaped from the ledge, sliding down the rock face after catching himself on the rack face. He slid down noisily and the hyenas that weren't busy all turned to the source of the grinding noises. Landing a few feet from the pool, the scent was incredible and he walked slowly to it, reaching a hand out to touch the surface. He wasn't sure exactly what he would do, but he knew all the lusty ideas that were flashing inside of his head. Just when he about to reach the pool of shifting fluids, he was stopped and pulled back into a large furry wall, two thick strong arms wrapping themselves around his body. The prize of the denied from him, he struggled violently in the arms, kicking and scratching at the body behind him to let him go so he dive head first into the pool. His bright green eyes burned with intense fire, fueled by his current arousal.

"You're not going anywhere pussy cat, stop fighting." The large mountain of furred flesh turned his head to another hyena, "You!" The smaller hyena perked up and stood ready to move when the order is given, "Go tell Scar we've got another lion for him to judge."

The smaller and more agile hyena scout turned on his heels and run to where he thought the devious king would be. He was reward with the familiar sight of the trimmer lion's backside, a backside that he has had the pleasure of fucking...on more than one occasion. "Scar? We've got..."

"What is it?!" The black maned lion was rubbing his stomach as it growled in disapproval at its current lack of sustenance. He was angry and had way too much to deal with now. All he wanted to do was eat, get his rocks, and sleep. But recently the latter two have become increasingly more difficult because of his inability to accomplish the former.

"We've got another lion that you need to judge."

Scar growled, "I've got better things to worry about. You boys have your fun with him."

"Thank you sir." The scout ran back, not even breathing all that heavy, having been used to chasing down fast and nimble prey, running about from here to there on Pride Rock was nothing. He returns and the big hyena had the lion still pinned to his chest, but two more hyenas had moved in from either side and were teasing the feline body. The scout smiled to the big guy in back, "Scar says we can have our fun."

"You hear that boys?"

Simba shuddered in the arms that held him, that booming voice was so sexy to his ears. So forceful and powerful, the muscles that were flexing against his back also carried the message of power into his mind. The lion was again, to be nothing more than a fuck toy...and his cock throbbed harder now. His body felt warmer and he licked his lips in anticipation, nothing longer willing to fight what happening.

The smooth canine tongue licked his ear tenderly, but in the same moment his voice carried a threatening warning, "No lion that enters this pool can leave until they are made into obedient cum sluts."

Strong hips pushed forward and ground his cock against the young prince's thighs, the warmth of that huge rod of pulsing flesh made Simba dizzy for a moment. So when the hyena began walking forward toward the pool of roiling cum he would hardly put up any kind of resistance. Again, the big canine cruelly stopped Simba at the pool's edge and held him away from reaching his foot to it. Ooooh, he wanted to dive in and drown on the fluids in that pool, but his captor was holding him just out of reach. Close enough to give him hope of touching his prize, but pulling him back just as he claims victory.

"Let's get started."

Simba lets out his pent breath as the crushing force of the arms was lifted off his lungs; his breaths were short lived however, when he was shoved forward into the pool. He heard himself splash into the viscous pool, followed by the pressures of one mo...two...three more people. The he felt the hands on his body. His eyes were closed tightly as he was still under the surface of white substance. Suddenly he felt himself turning and the sunlight slapped him in the face as he snapped them open as soon as he was free of the cum. Breathing in a deep breath and taking in the inescapable scents of the hot sexual dominances that took place here. The hands he felt belonged to the large hyenas holding his hips in line with his own and the two smaller, though still quite hung hyenas flanking him and supporting his shoulders so he doesn't sink down.

One of the two hyenas move down and kneel in the pool, gripping Simba's hard shaft and stroking it firmly, offering teasing little licks to the head of the massive meat. Simba moaned at the attention, he was already so hot and bothered by the scents and sights of this pool of sex that it wasn't gonna take much to break him. The hyena that was still near his head, turned his head and shoved his hard cock into the surprised throat and moaned as the tongue immediately got to work on the shaft. As the hyena began a slow thrusting into the tight and inviting throat, he was careful to keep the slutty prince's head above the surface as he didn't want him to choke...at least not yet.

That's when the large hyenas made himself known, gripping the hips tighter and impaling half his huge cock into the pretty kitty. The sudden intrusion made him bite down slightly on the cock invading the captive's mouth and shot a glob of pre onto the tongue of the hyena currently teasing the feline cock. The as clenched down instinctively and the big guy moaned happily, wanting to feel the full force of the lion's ass around his dick, he pushes forward even more, letting his shaft sink into the slicked hole. "Oh yeah, take it deep you slut."

The body between the three hyenas was thick with muscle and they were all working and flexing, but not trying to get away. Indeed the cat wanted more and rolled his hips against the thrusts, which also drove his cock into the canine mouth where it was licked and sucked eagerly. The same eagerness that Simba himself was showing the cock that was driving its way down his own throat. The desperate need to be fucked by these hung studs was overpowering any thought Simba had of escaping. Instead, he was clenching and grinding and sucking at the cocks and mouth that were so vigorously assaulting him.

The pleasures were incredible and Simba was moaning loudly, wanting to add to the pool of semen he was floating in. The hyenas were beasts, fucking him hard and raking his body with their claws. Even the one sucking his cock was showing his aggression, squeezing his balls every time he came up and relaxing his hand when he sucked the back into the mouth. These kind of tactics are always said to be beneath the lion...tactics used by brute who don't know any better. Still their effectiveness was undeniable, and Simba was feeling the full force of them. Remembering all the sex he had had in his life until now, he was searching his memories for something...anything that he could use to turn the tables on these men. A moan from above let him know the hyena fucking his throat was having a good time, so he decided that the best way to resist their force was with more force.

Despite the sloshing fluids slapping him in the face with every heavy thrusts from the canine hips, Simba rolled his neck forward and backward, lightly scraping the cock with his teeth. Th daring tactic worked and he felt the hyena shudder, a long moan exiting his lips as he almost tenderly runs his hand over his mane. As for the other two, he continued to roll his hips between the cock and the mouth, clenching hard on the cock and forcing his cock deeply into mouth that is greedily sucking his flesh.

These hyenas were very strong and their bodies have been turned into weapons of sex. Even as he was trying to mount a resistance to their skills, they squashed it in no time at all. Simba yelped as he felt teeth around his own cock and the firm squeezing of his balls. But he soon discovered those were not the only punishments for resisting. The hyena at his face, leaned forward and dunked his face under the surface, growling in pleasure as he felt the lion sucked harder on his cock in order not to let too much cum into his mouth. The fear of drowning around this delicious canine meat was making it hard for Simba to stay focused. One hyena was bad enough, but with three of them having at his body, Simba found it difficult to believe that wouldn't succumb to their dominance.

But the worst punishment was the last one. The huge cock bulging his belly as it moved all the way inside of him and stayed there. Unmoving, and so full of cock, Simba found it hard to breathe, and with his face under the surface he knew that he was in trouble. The hyenas were holding his hands tightly as he started struggling, they would let him up for air, but not until they wanted to.

"Good work pretties. How does he like the Pool of Sodomy?" All three sets of eyes looked up to see their master, standing in all of his devilish glory at the edge of the pool. He is stroking his cock slowly to the display. The hyenas all smile as they continue to punish the lion stuck between them. "Let him up, I want to see..."

"Scar!" Turning to see who would dare interrupt his time here, he sees one of his scouts; his cheeks are flushed, his cock is hard and his breathing heavy. Scar walked towards, placing a hand on his shoulder, "Calm yourself. What is it?"

"He's here. Sarab has returned still without food."

Scar growls in frustration, looking to a lion scout and nodding. Two large hyenas seize him and bring him to the pool. "Here's a pretty kitty for you to relax with. You boys have fun breaking these bitches in."

With that said, the tall lion makes a graceful, but angry exit. The small hyena shoved the lion scout into the pool and looked back to the two larger hyena guards. Their cocks throbbing with need. "You guys want in?"

The two looked to each other, both smiling, "What do you think Lunk?" The guards hand playfully slaps that big muscled butt.

Lunk grinned widely, "Nah...I've got my eyes on another bitch lion." Lunk turned and left to follow Scar, hoping to get a chance to sate his appetite.

The lone guard jumped into the pool and secured the lion scout, "Well, Scar offered him to you, so you get first pick. Head or tail?"

Tymahr stroked his cock eagerly wanting to plant his flag between those lush golden mounds. "I'll take tail." The lion quivered and tried to pull himself free, but the guard held him still. The feline's legs were lifted and he impaled on the surprisingly large cock of the hyena scout. "How you guys doing over there?"

"Great! Let him up now. He can breathe if he's not dead."

Simba felt he was not dead and when he broke the surface he was actually thankful for the cock that was still slightly blocking his air way. If it wasn't there, he would've sucked in too much air too quickly, but with most of his throat blocked, he breathed down enough air to regain his composure somewhat. The large hyena still all the way inside him began moving again, thrusting harder and faster than he was before. The other two hyena followed suit, and began to suck him and fuck the lion in their grasp with much more effort. Simba screamed in pleasure as they three men assaulted him in such a welcomed manner.

The cum was all over him now and he could smell it with every fevered breath, which only made his arousal that much stronger. The sounds of the other lions moaning and the wet slapping sounds echoed throughout the area. He finally realized the full danger of this pool; it wasn't just the hot sex, the smell of cum, or the sounds you of hard fucking...it was experiencing all of these things at the same time that was the danger. And Simba found himself being swallowed by everything around him; he wasn't sure if he'd be able to find a way out of here or if he'd end up as just another lion slut.

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"SARAB!"

Sarab ascends Pride Rock; his head held high knowing that this lands once belonged to his husband, Mufasa. He had done so much for the lands and the animals that lived here. He was furious at Scar for what his jealousy and ambition had done to the place that he and many other called home. However, he had a job to do, gather food for all present. For this reason, he buried his hatred and anger and drove his body forward by thinking of the suffering the other animals would go through if they began to starve.

Some of the hyenas stopped snapping at each other, bringing their threatening teeth to Sarab's body. One of them in particular got close enough to nick his skin, so the powerful lion turned quickly and gave him a closer view of his fist. Seeing this the other hyenas snarl and attempt to pounce on the lion, holding his head so smugly high. However, every single one of them stopped when they notice Scar has his hand up, signaling them to stop their attack. He had problems and rather than take the responsibility to think of a way out for everyone, he was only concerned with maintaining the control he wrestled from his brother.

With the all the righteous duty of a palace guard, Sarab walked right up to the black-maned lion. His tone firm and even, "Yes, Scar?"

In contrast, Scar was looking very angry, but there was twitchiness to his movements that Sarab did not expect. If anything, he expected the dark hearted feline to keep himself just as calm and tranquil as he always seemed to be, but he seemed to be losing the control he so meticulously obtained. "Where is your hunting party? They're not doing their job."

The soft breeze was anything but comforting, in fact it carried with tit shivers of the coldness that now grip the lands around him. The last breath of a dying landscape that was once so full of life and color. He knew the reason that the glory of the Pride Lands was fading into oblivion. His tone was still firm, but it had a sprinkling of his inner depression. He was a once proud and skilled hunter turned into a goon through gear, and now the lion who had lead his people to glory did not know what to do next. "Scar, there is no food. The herds have moved on."

"No!" Scar shouted and stopped pacing in front of him, the stoic lion not faltering in front of him even an inch. Neither lion backed down and stared at one another, no voice, and their expressions doing all the communicating. Finally, it was Scar's expression that softened into one of desperation. He knew, even as the words feel out of his lips, that the words were far from truthful. "You're just not looking hard enough."

Sarab, having a much more sensible head on his shoulders said flatly, if a little somber, "It's over, Scar. There is nothing left for anyone here. We have only one choice before us, now." The lion sank his head, the facts were before him, yet his heart was suffering at the words he has yet to speak. He and Mufasa had spent years crafting the laws and growing this paradise on earth. Then in a few short weeks, Scar had destroyed their life's work and doomed the animals still trying to survive there. His heart broke and tears swelled in his eyes as his lips moved once more to tell of this lone grim choice that has been made for everyone. "We must leave Pride Rock."

But where Sarab was strong of heart and noble about his decisions, Scar was selfish and stubborn. It had taken him too long to plan this little takeover and he was not going to let it slip from his grasp because of a few lazy lions. His voice, colored with rage that was meant to squash any rebellion with just his tone, dripped out like oil spilling over water. "We're not going anywhere."

Holding his anger back, Sarab needed to reach the new king, but logic was something that he did not respond to. He desperately searched for something in his mind that would snap him out of his stubbornness. He was always a jealous and arrogant man, but even as Sarab spoke, he hoped that the lion framed in a thick black mane would not doom his species, "Then you have done nothing but sentenced us to death."

To his horror, and the horror of all present, Scar simply replied to the pleas of the lion before him with the cruel tone as always. "Then so be it."

The shock that this new lion...who was now king...was ready to let his people and his own allies starve to death to placate his arrogant ego, almost made Sarab faint. His expression showcased his terrible surprise, his tone matching it, "You can't do that."

"I am the king, now." Scar turned his back on Sarab, a sign of great disrespect. He had the power, and Sarab had nothing...that's how it was and Scar found himself angry that this lion thought it was any different. How dare he think that anything but his own needs mattered to him. "I can do whatever I want."

That was it, the once proud hunter could no longer contain his fury and he spits out angrily, "If you were half the king Mufasa was you would nev..."

The impact across his jaw sent Sarab to the rocky floor. He looked up at Scar, whose face illustrated his intolerance for this behavior. He was furious and seething and trying to keep control through fear...and it worked every creature that could see him, even his most trusted of allies, feared his temper. "I'm ten times the king Mufasa was! Take him to the pool, Lunk. I want to hear him to scream."

Lunk grinned evilly as he finally would get the chance to put his great meaty hands on that smug lion. "Yes sir."

Sarab saw him coming and tried to get up to mount a defense, but he was on him too quickly. The large hands gripped his own tightly and folded them behind his back, holding them firm with one hand. The other free hand, much to Sarab's disgust, went immediately to touching his sheath and balls. He was nobody's bitch, but this hyena was as strong as Mufasa, who often times had his way Sarab. So, regaining his composure he tried to will his body to resist the advances of this lewd brute, but it was proving useless. His cock betrayed him and began filling out his sheath, growing up and out of it. Growling in frustration, he looked away, but saw only more hungry eyes from nameless savages who wanted his flesh...either for a meal or to sate their libido.

"They'll have their turn." Lunk leaned in to the lion's ear, licking it lewdly and following his head as he tried to pull away, "But only after I've left you a cum drizzling mess."

Sarab growled angrily, baring his teeth as he was walked towards the pool of sodomy as its next intended victim. "You will do no such thing."

Lunk snapped at his neck, grinning as the lion recoiled in slight fear, "You don't have to choice in this." The large hand squeezed the cock hard, "I'm gonna make you scream like a bitch."

Just then a roar rings out that threatens to rip open the sky. All eyes turn to the roar that few would believe was not heard on the other side of the world. There standing in the way of that sadistic pool is Simba; his fists were tightly clenched, his eyes were blazing with rage, and his whole body was dripping with the fluids of the pool. The magical paint adorning his sexy and muscled body was glowing faintly, shimmering under his fur. "Let him go, now."

"Mufasa? It can't be." Scar is visibly shaking, his plan having been so perfect and now it was all dashed. He would have to find a way to spin this in his favor.

Lunk's grip tightened around the hands and the cock he was grasping. It had taken him awhile to get his prize and he would easily give it up.

Sarab heard the name and looked at the figure before them, standing and drenched in the semen of his leonine brothers. He couldn't make out the face as it was covered in white and the mane, also covered in white wetness, draped over his face. It could be Mufasa, so he let his lips move to speak, "Mufasa? Is that you?"

"No. It's me."

Sarab recognized the voice immediately, his tone rising with long forgotten happiness, "Simba? You're alive?" His heart raced faster, his vision blurring, as the realization that his son had been alive this whole time sank into his mind. He then remembered what Scar had said...what he told everyone, "How can that be?"

"It doesn't matter now..." Simba looked back to Lunk, ready to tear that big strong hyena apart. The hyenas had numbers, but his people had the techniques to fight them off. But for them to rally together and fight them off, he had to stand up first, "I'm home."

Scar recognized him too; anger fear, confusion, and panic were just the few emotions that were slamming his mind like crashing waves. "Simba...?" How can that be? He sent Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed after him when he ran away. They were supposed to k...then he knew. They had failed, but he still might be to spin this in his favor. Finding stable ground in his mind again, the stumbling lion once again returned to his true form, "Simba! I'm a little surprised to see you, alive..."

On the word 'alive', Scar faces contoured into an angry grimace, but it was so soft and subtle no one seemed to notice. Three sets of surprised hyena eyes, watch from above as the cum covered lion prince took a step forward. They look to one another, thinking that if Simba defeats scar, they would have nothing to fear from the smarter lion. They moved slowly, slinking back into the growing shadows and disappearing for now.

The step was not towards Scar, but Lunk who was still holding Sarab, by his arms and cock. Lunk looked fiercely at the approaching and dripping lion. The heavy scent of the musky fluids was enough to make him dizzy with sexual passion. His hand began to firmly stroke the lion hunter's cock. Simba saw this and slowed his pace, his own arousal still in the upper atmosphere and his cock dripped its own pre, adding to the mess around his cock and balls.

When Simba finally came face to face with Lunk, the hyena having never taken his eyes off the lion, he whispered to him, "He better cum before you do. Or I'll be back for you." He looked to Sarab, smiling warmly, Give him hell, Sarab."

The shocks of seeing his dead son again and the pleasure of his cock worked on by the large hand of the thick muscled hyena, still made Sarab's head spin. However, he smiled back and leaned forward to kiss his son on his lips, smearing the sticky cum over his own face, the smell of which alone was enough to cause his cock to throb in the skilled hand. "He won't know what hit him." He looks over his shoulders, a new excited and lusty expression had changed the normally reserved and regal features, "Come on big boy, I wanna ride that cock of yours into the ground."

Lunk offered up a lecherous smile, no longer caring for Scar's orders to kill Sarab when he's done, no...he keep this lion bitch around for a while. He turned with Sarab, as Simba pushed past them to get to Scar. His eyes instinctively moving down to those delicious flexing butt cheeks, drawing his tongue out of his lips to lick them lewdly. "That's a good looking boy, you got bitch."

"Yes, yes he is."

"Maybe I'll pay him a visit when I'm done with you."

Sarab smiled, slipping his hands out of Lunk's grasp and moving them down to his large cock and heavy balls. He groped them firmly, smiling to the low growl of approval from the hung canine, "We both have our hands full with each other."

Feeling those hands groping his precious flesh, made him hotter and he spun Sarab around and they practically ran to the pool; rubbing, grinding, and groping each other. The splash they make, doesn't even disturb the other couples in the pool, but Lunk sees a few hyenas sitting and watching the others having their fun. "What's up with you guys?"

The large one is sitting on a rock, stroking the cocks of the two smaller hyenas at his sides. Both the smaller ones were leaning in and massaging the larger hyena's chest with their tongues and lips, while stroking his big cock together. "Heh, after Scar's done fucking his tight little ass, he's gonna get sent back here and get that ass pounding he interrupted."

Simba stalked towards Scar, looking not at all like his normally caring and fun-loving self. He like a man possessed by his wrath and indeed he was, his movements slow to stops himself from rushing in and tearing Scar to pieces. His tone of voice was every bit as predatory as his movements, "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip you apart."

Those words became hammers that broke down Scar's superior attitude. He was not as strong as Mufasa, and from the looks of him now, Simba too was just as suited for physical feats of power as his father. Backing up from the cum soaked brute, he tried to think of a way out, the scent of the musk distracting him and the fear of what Simba would do to him betrayed his body, his cock coming to life and stiffening. Scar felt a single bead of sweat drip down his brow and he hated every inch the bead ran down his flesh. It represented the fear he was feeling from nephew being so ready to take his revenge. "Oh, S...simba, you must understand. The pressures of ruling a kingdom..."

"...Are no longer yours." Simba noticed the stammering and the backing away slowly, and knew then that his uncle was scared. Good. He had done everything to rule these lands with the fear of death, but now that he was facing his...he was scared. Scar was always one that liked to be in control, but as soon as that control is lost he's a pushover. And Simba actually grinned as he visualized bending his uncle over and fucking his brains out in front of everyone...to show the rightful king is back on top and to reclaim his throne. "Step down, Scar."

"Oh, oh, ye..." Scar was fuming at how helpless he felt. His back was literally pushed to the wall and he was staring down his nephew, who seemed to want to fight him for control. But it would hardly be fight, unless he stacked the deck in his favor. "Well, I would, heh, naturally. However, there is one little problem. You see them?"

Pointing skyward, Simba looked up, confident that his sneaky uncles tried to a surprise attack that he would have enough time to dodge it. There looking down on his and snarling, growling walls of claws and teeth. The horde of hyenas seemed to blend into the darkness, so it was impossible for Simba to tell just how many were up there.

Scar continued, "They think I'M king."

"Well, we don't." Nalo stood firm on Pride Rock, his home and the home of the his brothers, staring defiantly as the hyenas above growl and snarl louder with disapproval. "Simba is the rightful king."

Simba breathed in deeply and exhaled, staring holes into his devious uncle. His body was hot with the heat of juices that clung to his skin and he could feel his cock throb. "The choice is yours, Scar. Either step down or fight."

Being out of options, brought out Scar's desperation. He had no way out; he would have to fight his nephew, who looked like he was ready to rip a tree in half. He would stand no chance alone, and smiled on the inside when he remembered that he still had one more button to push. "Oh, must it all end in violence? I'd hate to be responsible for the death of a family member. Wouldn't you agree, Simba?"

More threats from a coward in the corner, made even hollower because he knew for a fact that his father was alive. "That's not going to work, Scar. Mufasa's alive."

NO!! Scar knew that Mufasa was alive, but the other lions didn't. The only reason he was able to assume the throne was because the other family that were eligible to rule were dead...and now the lions knew that both were still alive. His plan, his entire plan, was now ruined by his nephew; his eyes looked up upon his smug face with new fire. There was no point in hiding behind lies any longer, He threw out his claws and lunged at the surprised lion, "Then I'll kill you both for real!"

Simba was surprised at his uncle's attack, but quickly adjusted himself to counter the lunging strike. But what Simba had not expected was the strike turned into a stroke...over the head of his cock in fact. Simba was so caught off guard that he dropped his fists and moaned as his uncle moved his hand delicately over his cock flesh.

"There's my good little nephew, be a good little cock slut as stop fighting."

Simba pushed his uncle away, his cock raging for that skilled hand to return to it, "Not this time Scar." Now Simba charged, the older, but physically weaker lion tried his best to stop him, but soon Simba pinned Scar to the floor. His eyes burning with righteous zeal, as he caught his uncle's arms and held him still under his weight. Scar struggled, but Simba held him fast, grinding his wet hips against his uncles, the hard cocks rubbing against one another, "This time you'll scream my name."

Scar moaned as his cock was pressed his belly and the belly of his sopping wet nephew. The musky cum he was drenched in surrounded his senses and made him loose track of his previous desperation to kill the boy. Instead, he wiggled one of hands free and went back to stroking that big huge cock his nephew now sported. Simba wanted to seize that hand again, but he stopped short, enjoying the stroking. His uncle was indeed skilled in the arts of pleasure, but he already knew that.

What made Scar so dangerous was not his physical power, but his mental prowess. He was able to read you like an open book; things that you thought no could know about you h would see instantly. So Scar was now exploiting the weakness that he saw in his nephew, tugging on his cock and giving him more than a few good squeezes. Choosing to make his move when the young lion moaned again, Scar wretched his other hand free and shoved Simba off of him. His intelligence was the only threat from the wiry feline, as Scar showed when he climbed on top of Simba back and plunged his massive cock into this tight ass before the prince could even react.

Growling in pleasure and surprise, Simba moaned as he took the full force of his uncle's cock. Every thrust into him felt familiar, yet different. Scar may not be a physically fit or strong as his dad, but his cock was every bit as big, hitting all the same tender places. He didn't want it to feel so good, but it did and found his will power to resist quickly fading, with each agile thrust. Feeling his shoulders pressed down into the cool rock, with the wet spooge already making him cold his body was shuddering as it was violated so skillfully.

The lion seeing this, charged in order to save their rightful king, but the horde of hyenas blocked their path. The horny beasts leapt down from above, each of them sporting a thick and dripping erection. Both sides caught sight of each other and knew what now at stake. The lions charged, still trying to get to and protect their king, but the hyena were used their numbers to their advantage. Each one of the lion had two hyenas to deal with, with some having three. Soon Nalo and all the other lion were forced into the same position as Simba.

Scar smiled, pulling roughly on the lush red mane, forcing Simba's head up to look at the sexual carnage before him. "Look at them; I made all these lions into nothing more than hyena cock warmers. And you, my dear nephew, are going to be mine."

Nalo was on his back, but Simba couldn't see his face, because of the large hyena hips and thighs obscured it. The hips were moving swiftly as they drove the cock of the hyena deep into the unwilling, but quickly relaxing throat. He heard muffled cries of fever bliss as his gaze settle on the grin of the hyena at his lover's rear. The big lug was rearing back as far as he could and slamming his rock hard cannon into the feline ass. The two hyenas didn't seem concerned with Nalo's well-being as they wanted their lusts sated and that's all that mattered to them.

Then the screaming came, but it was not pain that gave the screams wings. Indeed, Simba knew what that scream was without even looking at the next lion who had tried to save him. The strong cat was screaming out in pained pleasure as he was forced down on two thick hyena cocks, his cock hard as a rock and dripping with need. His gaze fierce and he had actually started rolling his hips in a circle trying to get more of those divine flesh rockets inside of him. Simba felt his pain...and wanted it from himself, feeling his hot cock throbbing against the cool stone it pressed to, by his uncle's weight.

"Ooooh, look at that lion bitch, nephew." Still using his mane to move his head, Scar turned Simba head to another lion that was being held upside down and forced down onto a cock that he is eagerly sucking on. The cock belongs to a hung hyena who is sitting on the ground perpendicular to the lion. While the two standing hyenas are holding his arms and legs. The hyena in front is sucking the lion cock, while the hyena in back is eating out his ass. Simba feels his will being broken down...how could he resist such tortures? He tried to push his uncle off of him, but the only thing that he pushed back was his hips...back into the firm thrusts of his lecherous uncle.

What neither of them knew was that a lone figure was walking towards them, wading through the battle orgy as if unseen by everyone. His large frames and large muscles gracefully moved him through the conflicts without some much as touching anyone else. He stopped a few feet from Scar's left side, fuming at what he was seeing, or it might be that he still hot from those damn hyenas fucking him for hours. Escape was only an option because they passed out from exhaustion. "Scar! Release my son!"

It took Scar one glance at his brother's tired but still very much aroused body to come up with his new plan. His brothers body was dripping with cum too, thought not nearly as much as his nephew, who growled in pleasure when he ground his hips against him. No there not as much fluids, but it was still a pretty impressive amount. The white creams were obscuring his face in large blobs and more blobs had even adorned his mane. So his stone face was now marred by the lusts of lesser creatures, lesser creatures that had brought him down to their level. Now, even as the great powerful king of these looks on at his brother violating his son, his cock throbs.

"Oh brother, how nice to see you again." Scar rolled his hips into his nephew forcing a moan out of his wet lips. His gaze never leaving his brother's face, scanning his expressions and he knew that all it would take is a little push...or maybe a pull. Scar, still holding Simba's mane, leaned back and pulled on it to force Simba up to his hands and knees. "Look at that hard cock of yours dear brother; it must be aching for release. Why not come here and satisfy your lusts with your son's mouth. Later you can have him all to yourself."

"What?" Simba asked, shock evident on his still soaked face, cum dripping from his mane and body, adding to the pool that had formed from where he had been laying. "Pl-please dad....don't do that."

Mufasa tried, lord oh mighty did he try to resist. To squash his lusts in order to save his son, but it was the very act of trying to squash them that made them flare up and envelop him. Mufasa knelt, in front of his son's face, replacing Scar's hand with his own, the in the lush scarlet mane, "Come on son. We all know you want to suck on Daddy's sausage. So here it comes."

Simba tried to move his mouth away from the advancing cock, but his father's hand held him in place enough so the strong hips were able to force the huge rod into his mouth. The big body surrounded his face and Simba felt swallowed by the thick musk that wafted off his father's cock and balls. The subtle scent of the semen on his face and dripping from his ass only made Simba less willing to get away. He tried to pull himself back to get off his father's cock, there was no love here, there was only lust and Simba wanted nothing to do with that.

"Go on boy, suck off your daddy."

However, Scar had other ideas and humped harder into the tight and wet ass surrounding him, forcing him forward and thus the cock deeper into his throat. The devious lion ran his fingers down the spine of his nephew and pressed the now wet fingers to his closed lips, smearing the juices over them. "You dirty little slut..." He smacks the golden cheeks he was spreading wide with his cock, "...I'm going to let my hyena friends fuck you all day..." His gaze fell on Mufasa's with an even and sexy grin, "...and then I'll fuck your daddy so everyone sees that I'm the King."

Each of his thrusts made a lewd wet slapping sounds as he filled that hot ass with his hot cock. Scar moaned, raking the strong body trembling against him with his claws, loving the power and the excitement he is feeling now. His knew his brother, as big and strong as he was, was a slave to his lusts, which was why he was able to watch his brother fuck his own son's face. The display made his heart beat faster and made his large throb inside his nephew's ass. "Yes, keep forcing feeding your boy that cock of yours brother."

Simba moaned in passion, having forgotten he wanted to resist this. What man in his right man could move away from such intense pleasures? His body moved in time with the thrusts of his familial violators, clenching his ass and scraping his teeth against the cocks stretching his insides around their amazing girth. He balled up his fists as he was rocked back and forth between the hard bodies, staring with heated passion at the cock forcing its viscous pre down his throat.

This was the same pre that was used to lube up Sarab's ass while Mufasa fucked him to conceive him. He heard the tale, Mufasa had told him many times before. Rafiki used his magical techniques to change Sarab's body to allow him to conceive while still remaining male and Mufasa pounded his ass for hours to be sure that he had a powerful heir to his throne. Soon, he would taste and swallow within himself the same fluids that he was born from...and that made his cock pulse so painfully with arousal that he whimpered...almost forgetting that he had a cock in mouth and ass.

Mufasa didn't forget though, he was proud of his son. "Good boy, drink down papa's juices."

Simba had no choice but do as he was told, and he was blushing furiously at his helpless...no wait he wasn't helpless...he could fight back, but he didn't want to...he wanted this. His cock dribbled with pre as he realized that, almost like it was glad that he finally came to the correct conclusion. He felt Scar weight press down across his back and the rough feline tongue lick at his ear.

"I'm going own both your slutty asses." Simba whimpered and Mufasa moaned as they three males worked each other's body to their collective orgasms. Scar reached down and scratched his claws around Simba's shaft, "I'm gonna fuck you dry, dear nephew."

All the younger prince could do was whimper and moan, as he lapped and sucked hungrily at the cock in his mouth, giving the cock that has speared his ass a crushing clench on his muscles. He could feel his father's pulse was getting faster and he hoped that it was because of his approaching orgasm...but not because he wanted to escape, he wanted to taste his father's seed.

"Get your belly ready for Daddy's soup son."

Mufasa held his son's mane and forced his head up and down on his shaft, even as his hips moved forward into that tight throat. The feel of the wet lion sucking on his cock was fantastic and only made him harder as and push faster to reward his son's good technique. He watched as Scar leaned back up and gripped the sexy hips of his son. His brother began to fuck his ass harder and faster. "That's right, give the prince his reward. Make him cum all over Pride Rock."

Simba tried to tells his father not to bait his uncle, if he spilled his seed first, he would lose any chance at becoming king. But as he looked up in shock, he saw his father smile warmly down on his and wink his eyes. The two of them were very close and knew each other very well; this was part of his plan. Well he could play along; he thrashed his body between them trying to wedge himself further into this pleasure pit. He heard and moans from behind him and smiled around the thick member sliding wetly against his tongue.

"That's right, nephew...you're going to be...my bitch. And dear old Daddy with pound you every time I get bored with you." Scar, now brimming with confidence that he had won, grinned and humped hard into Simba, spanking the younger balls with his own. "You're gonna be so full of cock you won't be able get it off your mind."

Mufasa closed his eyes as he felt the rising in his loins that signaled the tipping point, there was no turning back. He gripped his son head in both hands and fucked his throat in swift but firm motions as he reared back and roared loudly to the heavens. His large and heavy balls tightened up against his pelvis, filling his cock with his seed. A smile spread over his face as he watched Simba's eyes bulge when the cock inflated slightly and pumped his musky fluids into his throat and stomach.

"Drink it all my son, you like the taste."

Simba drank down all he could, just as his father had told him to do. But suddenly he felt the cock being pulled out of his mouth and Mufasa himself being pulled back and to his feet."Wait...dad...I need...your help."

"Yes...I'll stay...with you, son."

The big hyena in back of the ex-king growled happily before slamming his hips forward, making Mufasa shout loudly as he was speared by the thick hyena member. The spooge covering and leaking from the glorious ass of the once proud king made it easy for the large and pulsing monster to bury itself in his bowels. "No you won't. Your ass is mine now lion slut." The hyena began stroking Mufasa's still spurting cock and let the rushing semen lands on the already soaked prince.

When the cock stops erupting, the hyena backs, still holding the lion's cock so he had to move with him, the hyena's cock rubbing all around inside Mufasa's ass. He moaned and grunted when the large canine sat roughly down on a rock, sending his cock in deeper before digging him hands into his hips and raising him up. "You ready to get fucked by a real man 'Daddy'?" Before Mufasa could even attempt to answer, he was getting fucked hard, hot moans his only available response.

Simba is not faring much better as Scar drove his cock deeply into him. But now that he doesn't have a cock to muffle his moans, he can hear just how much he is into the hard fucking his uncle it giving him.

"Take it you little slut." Scar was on fire...he wanted his nephew crying out as he fucked his tight wet ass.

Simba could only grunt and moan as his uncle mounted him in a dominant display of power to show that he would rule these lands. The only hope that Simba had left was to somehow make his uncle cum first, and he felt a vague sense of panic that he might have to remove himself from the large cock throbbing inside of him. As much he wanted to bury his cock into his uncles ass and rightful take his throne back...there was a lightly larger part of him that had developed over his years away that wanted to stay right where he was. However, every part of him wanted to win...to make Scar cum first...now he just had to figure out how to accomplish this.

"How does the cock of a king feel Simba?" Scar didn't wait for an answer as he slapped that ass hard. Slapping the other cheek just as hard a few moments later, delighting in the yelps and squeals he heard from the younger, and supposedly, stronger lion. "Look at you nephew, so eager to please me." Scar grips the mane and pulled Simba back and into his chest, wrapping his free hand around the tight younger body to pinch one of the prince's nipples. "You're not even fighting back, you slut."

Simba was forced to turn his head so Scar could look at him. The black mane looked shaggy, but framed his angular face well; the fact was that Scar was a handsome lion. But Simba also knew that he had a temper...and was always under the assumption that only his life and his needs mattered. So he was surprised that his rule as king lasted this long. His moan rang out of his lips even as told them to stay hidden, to not give this egomaniac the satisfaction.

But alas, it every hard thrust, every pinch and twist of his nipples, and every word of his lecherous uncles dirty talk only made him harder and hotter. Still he had to find a way to win before it was too late, before he was forced to climax by the man who stole not his throne, but his father's throne, and made his leonine brothers into nothing more cock hungry cum sluts. No! It wouldn't be right to let this happen the way scar wanted it to. Simba aground his hips back and clenched hard on the cock inside of him. He wanted to tear it off, but the surprised moan from his uncle was more than enough reward.

Scar was so surprised by the that he didn't shove Simba back down where he had little to now leverage. Instead, he leaned back, trying to fuck his nephew hard into submission once again, but the lion refused to go down. Scar growled as the ass around his cock pulsed with heat and undulated around him, milking him hard for his precious seed. "No! You're not gonna get me first." Scar's dick plunges deeper into Simba desperately trying to hit his sweet spots in order to push the slutty prince over his edge.

"You're gonna be my bitch...scream my name... take my cock every night and day."

Simba never heard a word as he worked his anal muscles with the same skill Scar was using to fuck him. His hands reached back and raked his claws firmly across Scar's skin, giving the older male some soft pleasures. "Come on uncle Scar, fuck me harder."

Scar growled and did so, not even realizing that in his lusts, he was playing right into Simba trap. Simba moaned hotly as his cock filled him so good, "Gonna make you scream bitch."

Simba turned his gaze to his uncle, licking his lips in a lewd display, "You can try old man."

That made the black-maned lion furious and he growled loudly throwing his hips forward and spanking that ass with his crotch, his balls bouncing every which way as he fucked this upstart. The older lion has experience on his side and this little slut was not going to ruin everything he had worked so hard to build. He felt dizzy, but thought it was from his intense anger at his nephew thinking that he could defeat him. But as time went on, Scar realized the dizziness had nothing to with his furies, but his desires.

"How is this possible?"

Simba clenched hard on his hard cock, scratching his uncle's belly and abs, "Come big boy don't slow down now." The younger lion pushed back, slamming his ass down around the base of the cock and holding that crushing force until he gets to the head of the massive cock. Scar almost fainted the first time, then he did it again and the big and mighty Scar grunted as he felt the onslaught of his approaching orgasm. He tried to reassert his dominance, pushing Simba forward again, but it was too late at this point. Scar gritted his teeth too much pleasure to be angry...still his brow was furrowed and he leaned back as he roared a deafening roar as he cock erupted, filling his nephew ass with all the pent up lusts that he had tried so desperately to control.

For Scar it was as if his entire body was being drained of fluids. The force of his orgasm was so intense that he doubled over on top of Simba's back. More spooge splashes out from around his cock and coats his pubic area and balls and thighs, dripping out over Simba butt and thighs as well. He growls as the orgasm continues, the heat that build t up in him not being cooled to a soothing frost as his body relieved the tension.

Simba moaned slowly as he rode those last few powerful thrusts, feeling his body filled by his uncle's cum. The cum covered lion panted as his uncle's orgasm began to subside, swelling his belly and making him feel warm. Scar fell back on his butt, his cock slurping out of the wet ass with an audible sound, leaving Simba feeling empty, but victorious. He stood up slowly turning to face his uncle; the man who single-handedly brought down their entire community, the lands that he remembered were gone forever. Anger rose like venom in throat and was slung at the lanky lion by his words, "You don't deserve to live."

"W...wait, son."

Simba smiled even before turning to look as his father on his hands and knees before the large hyena still very eagerly fucking his hole. The wet and stretched hole offered up only wet slurps and slaps as that huge cock surges in and out of it. The once proud and dominant eyes of his father had changed to ones that carry the weight of whimpers and heated moans. His body sloped differently, almost presenting his ass on instinct. The sight of the white hot cum covering his father's cheeks parched his lips, his tongue licked across them to remoisten them. Mufasa's own lips parted and he nodded softly to his son, who nodded back and shoved his still hard and wet cock into the warm and welcoming tunnel.

Turning to look at Scar over his shoulder he continued with his decree, "But living is indeed just what you're gonna do."

Mufasa rewarded his son's compassion with a long lick along the underside and shaft of his cock, smiling as he heard the moan from above. The hyena slapped the lewd lion's ass and greedily engorged on the sights and sounds of a father sucking his son's cock.

"However, from this day on you have no standing in these lands. Your life means nothing and you will service anyone who tells you to." The new king moaned and gripped the mane of the lion sucking him off. His eyes burning with fury at Scar, but slowly lidded with his rising lust

Mufasa eagerly sucked at that flesh, tasting the cum that was on it already, but wanting more, straight from the source. Each firm thrust from the hyena behind him pushed him closer to his son, forcing the hard meat further down his throat. He would still jump and clench tightly as the hyena spanked him hard, rewarding his good service.

"Furthermore," Simba again continued, though sounding more forced from him trying to concentrate of his words. "I hereby decree that you may never leave The Pride Lands and if you ever try you will be forced to stay in the elephant clan's employ until I say otherwise."

"Simba, Simba." Scar straightened his posture and bowed his head to the king having just defeated him and his plans. He was furious on the inside, but was very used to concealing it when he had to make nice. And to avoid being the fuck toy of those large and lecherous elephants he would try desperately to make very nice with Simba. His mind raced with excuses trying to make himself the victim and appear worthy of mercy. "Please. Please have mercy. I beg you."

Then when Scar heard the muffled and gurgled moan of his brother, his eyes were drawn to the very large hyena cock fucking his brother's ass. His own cock throbbed as he watched that hard member disappear and reappear between those fine toned globes. "It was the hyenas who are the real enemy."

The large hyena fucking Mufasa so well looked furiously at the lion who had just verbally betrayed him and his people. However, he never lost a beat is fucking the older lion's ass.

"It was their fault...this whole thing was their idea!"

Simba rocked his hips forward into the lips and tongue that were delicately and skillfully teasing his cock flesh. "You are a spineless coward." The new king's eyes travel above and behind Scar, "Seize him."

Scar quickly turned around just in time to see two large hands reaching towards his body; he had little time to react and even less of a chance to escape. The hands gripped his arms hard, tugging him backwards and pinning him to the stone on his belly. Scar was about to say something...to object or to try to talk his way out of being punished like this, but everyone had had enough of his silver tongue. Lunk pushed, his wide thick cock forcing the lion's ass open. Scar screamed out as he speared by the muscled predator, who nibbles on his ear, "Come with me."

Before the older lion can even attempt to resist, Lunk's, arms wrap around his whole body and pin his own arm to him. The big lug turned with Scar squirming against him, toward the pool that Scar had made to break the lions into being the obedient cum buckets they have become. Moaning from the cock pressing into his prostate already and only grunting as the strong hips humped forward as he walked, sinking more of his meat in, making it impossible for the older lion to escape.

When Lunk felt the quivering ass cheeks against his lap, he had to smile and lean into the ear against to whisper a song of pain, "Remember, you're not coming out until you are broken."

Shenzu, Banzai, Ed, and some more of the hyenas walk up to surround the pool. Their gazes never leave Scar as they helping the lions and the hyenas that are in the pool get out of it. They were there to exact their revenge on this leonine turncoat. But ever the manipulator, Scar didn't see it that way; he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled a soft smile, "Ahh, my friends."

Shenzu smiled, but couldn't hold it back and started laughing. Scar was about to ask what was so funny when he got his answer, and it sent an icy chill down his spine, "Frie-he-hends? I thought you said we were the enemy."

The smile that crossed those dark lips bared the teeth behind them, seemingly carrying all the same weight as a knife aimed at one's throat. Shenzu sat and looked at his former master, no longer saying anything and letting his eyes and bared teeth speak his messages for him. Scar's eyes lidded as another moan escapes his lips, the cock inside of him throbbing and not letting him relax as it moved in and out of him slowly but firmly.

"Yeah," Banzai spoke up, licking his lips as he watched the big bad lion get slowly fucked. Arousal guided his hand down to rub as his hardening cock, where each of his fingertips felt like lightning on his skin, "that's what I heard."

"Ed?" Both hyenas turned to see the normally crazed and cackling canine, glaring at Scar, the sadistic grin on his muzzle all the indication anyone gets of what's going on inside his mind. The familiar cackles seep out of his mouth only after he slipped a few fingers into his own ass. The cackles were slower and more forceful than Scar realized the hyena was capable of making them. His eyes never left Scar and he pulled his fingers out licking them slowly and tasting of his own needs.

"Good idea Ed."

Scar had no idea what Ed had suggested, all of his time spent with the mute hyena was in silence. Often times when they were left alone, not even Scar spoke and they both were able to enjoy each other's presence. But now there was no enjoyment in his icy gaze. "No. L-L-L-Le-Le-Le-Le-Let me explain."

"Explain?! No it's too late for that now."

Scar turned to see Shenzu in the pool now, the sloshing surface covering just above where his cock would be. The hyena's arm was moving back and forth slowly and Scar knew then what his fate would be....the same as all of the other lions. "No. You don't understand."

Scar struggled again against the large hyena that still had the big strong arms wrapped around him. An unwelcomed moan escaped the lion's drying lips as he felt the cock inside of him flex upwards pressing into his sensitive prostate. Banzai dropped into the viscous pool as well, smiling widely as he made over to Scar who could only watch as the grinning man gripped his lionhood, stroking it hard. "No! I didn't mean for..." Banzai opened his mouth and quickly engulfed the musky hard member, "No!"

Lunk chuckled watching Scar trying to resist the moans that were rising up in his throat. Each suppressed moan and groan only made Lunk want to drive his cock into the body and draw out the scream that give him such pleasure. He humped into that tight ass, walking forward with Banzai timing his movements to walk backward while maintaining his hold on the throbbing lion cock. But there had been enough begging and enough pleading and enough manipulating to last everyone a lifetime. So when Shenzu looked up and saw the cum covered face of the new king smile and nod, they went to work.

"No! Look, I m sorry I called you... No! NOO...GAH!"

With no more words having needed to be said, the hyenas were on Scar in moments. Lunk fucked Scar's ass, with Banzai sucking his suck hard and furiously, his tongue licking the flesh tenderly. Taking the time to sit down, letting his cock surge up into the tight warm tunnel, he scratches the belly that bulges softly with the girth of his cock. Scar tried to protest to say something in his defense, but as soon as his mouth opened, he found it was filled by the sweet musk of a sweaty cock. Shenzu, using Banzai's back to balance himself, was rolling his hips feverishly against Scar's face. The large and needy full balls rested on his nose and would not allow him to sniff of anything but the thick scents.

Ed, still laughing manically, slipped in next to Lunk, letting his own hard cock rub against the other throbbing member. A grin that would have made Scar worried had he been able to see it, spread over Ed's muzzle. It was when Lunk saw this sexy grin on the mute hyena that he realized his plan. Wrapping his arm around Ed's shoulder to make it easier to slip his body closer to the larger hyena, Lunk smiled and he and Ed grabbed one of Scar's butt cheeks and pulled them apart. The next instance both hips slammed forward and impaled the unfortunate lion on the two large shafts.

Shenzu moaned lewdly as the scream that tore through Scar's body, sent vibrations though his fat cock. Being upside down like this meant that Shenzu was able to buck his hips with the same force that he would use if he was fucking someone's ass. He hammered his old master's face, His ball smacking about the lion's snout. Banzai too was finally happy to be doing what he wanted to do from the first time that Scar had declared himself to be master of the hyenas. The cock tasted of sex and sweat and he loved it as it washed over his tongue, drinking in all the hard tastes.

Scar himself was moaning already, but he growled as he did, not wanting to be enjoying this. But filled with so much cock, it was hard not to find pleasure in this treatment, even as the two cocks stretched him wide open. Their girth and warmth making him tremble as they fucked him so skillfully.

"Wow....it feels great to be king."

"Hold on Simba." Simba heard the voice and his cock throbbed, as the very sound of the speakers voice was a clue to his power and influence over the bodies of other men. He turned and saw the old watcher, the shaman of the Pride Lands, Rafiki standing there naked and smirking at the display before him. His long, agile body was trim and exhibited physical power that should be exclusive to men twice as young as he was. Simba eyes were instinctively drawn down to the mandrill's sizeable member, which was dripping wet and hard, but had no other signs of being used in this fight.

Rafiki made his way over to the lions, his balls bouncing with his steps, smiling warmly. "Mufasa my friend, you know the ritual must be performed differently."

Simba whimpered in delight as his father scraped his teeth across his meat, pulling his head back and off the throbbing cock. "Yes, I do old friend." Mufasa stood up and turned his back on his son, lowering himself slowly and deliberately in an effort to get his son even more riled up. It worked and Simba couldn't take his eyes off of his father's wet and dripping ass, his tongue flicking out to moisten his lips.

"Simba, to truly claim your right as king...you must spill your seed into the bowel of the rightful king before you. That way, the circle of life will be completed and your rule will officially begin. "

Simba smiled with lusty intentions clearly glowing off his face, "Okay, but I want you to fuck me."

Now it was Rafiki's turn to smile as he touched his cock, the paint began to shimmer slightly, "I knew you would ask me that. Have at your father then price...and I will have at...you!" The younger lion yelped in surprise as the large mandrill hand came forward and smacked his ass hard.

That was all the encouragement Simba needed as he pounced on his father, shoving his cock deep into him. Moaning hotly as he watched Scar arch his back and tremble violently, the obvious signs of an orgasm, Simba wanted to feel that. "When I'm king....it's gonna be like this every day."

Mufasa shuddered as he felt his son's hot breath on his ear, "You've got to fill your daddy up first, son." The older lion gave a strong clench to his son's cock, milking him and wanting his son to be king. Rafiki approached silently, and pressed his thick cock to the entrance before him, humping forward and sinking his hard cock into the slick and wet ass hole. Some cum was pressed out and dripped on the fuzzy balls and thighs of both men as the mandrill drilled the prince.

Mufasa moaned...then Simba...moaned...then Rafiki moaned; the three men were skillfully working each other's body. Simba moaned louder because he had it better than either of his older partners, being worked from both sides. The mandrill may be smaller in size, but he was just as hard as any lion, fucking Simba's ass with the same firm strokes As Scar himself had done. The wet slapping sounds resounded over the crown of the land, the sights and scents of sex hung heavy in the air. Simba growled in lust as he felt his father clench around him just as the cock inside him flexed and rubbed his prostate firmly.

"Look...son..."

Simba followed Mufasa's gaze and could only smile as he saw what was happening to his uncle. Scar had cum all over him, just as Simba still does, and he had stopped struggling. It was a useless effort, the hyenas were far stronger that Scar, easily holding him still as they pull out and push back into his tight body. Even though he was only slightly younger then Mufasa himself he had a body closer in fitness to Simba's. And right now that body was taking quite a pounding. The sloshing pool of messy cum serving its purpose as his emerald eyes rolled back into his head, overcome by lusts and unable to resist any longer.

Lunk and Ed grinned and then barked loudly as their climaxes filled Scar and then spilled out of his ass into the pool, which oddly never seemed to overflow. Banzai eagerly swallowed what had to be his third mighty orgasm, a squeeze to the still heavy balls told him that was more to follow. Shenzu had since gotten tired of holding himself upside down, so Lunk and Ed held his legs up for him. Even Scar had on arms around his waist while sucking his cock hard and fingering him good and deep, rubbing the hyenas prostate in need to feel him orgasm in his mouth.

Simba moaned wanting that...to be in the center of some many cocks...warm and pulsing threatening to paint him in their musky colors. He was shaken back to the moment at hand when both Rafiki and Mufasa push against him at the same time. The young prince shouts loudly and trembles between the two more experienced men.

"Dad...I...I...want to...."

Mufasa pushed back in the firm thrusts and smiled, loving the heated and wet slaps from his cock's lap spanking his ass. He knew what his son was referring to, because he had done it to his father, who had done it to his father. It was tradition, and it was important in the rite of becoming king to show the dominance that you rule with. "Go ahead son...please do it."

Simba moved a hand to his father's mane and quickly moved it aside exposing as much of the broad shoulder as he could. Then in a flash; his mouth opened, he roared, and sank his teeth into his father's shoulder. The larger body tensed up and Simba moaned into the flesh, feeling the tight ring around his throbbing cock get tighter for a few moments. Then he tasted it...the coppery and heavy taste of blood, which now crept out of Mufasa's body and onto Simba tongue. The semen that was still in his mouth and the blood being pumped into his mouth, created an intoxicating mixture that blurred Simba's mind and almost made him pass out.

Simba was vaguely aware of the cheers from the crowd as he displayed his dominance. He was concentrating now on fucking his father's ass and working the cock that was fucking him. The effort of remaining strong in the middle of this fuck sandwich was becoming too great to keep going...or holding back his orgasm. "I...I can't...I'm...gonna..."

Rafiki grinned as he pounded the future king's ass, knowing from the feel of the cum slurping inside of him that he was not the first and would not be the last. His large hands gripped the cum covered shoulders, which really let him throw his hips against the young male's ass. "What a marvelous boy." One of the mandrill's large hands loosened its death grip on Simba's shoulder and reared back before colliding with the firm butt cheek gripping his cock with a loud and wet smack.

The smack was the last little push that Simba needed as he whimpered, flexing his cock inside the warm ass of his father. Warmth that was made even hotter when the seed erupted from his hard cock and flooded his father's bowels. He heard the low rumble of content from his father, broken by the grunts of his hard impacts, and smiled. He had claimed his rite of dominance. His thrusting slowed down and then stopped, Rafiki and Mufasa chuckled as Simba finally gave out and collapsed against his father's back.

"Rest now son."

"Yes, you father and I must finish the ritual."

Simba closed his eyes, happy and content, grunting as Rafiki pulled out of him, his large cock slurping out of his tight ass. The mandrill held Simba's body as Mufasa pulled himself off, moaning as the wet heat left his insides, but smiling as the idea of finishing this thing after these years. His son would make a fabulous king and there was one more thing that would cement his rule. The last act was a symbol of the good relationship between old king and new king and showed their bond together. The old king would hold his orgasm back and then let it flow onto the new king, signaling the true transfer of power and the passing of the old king's knowledge and experience.

Mufasa and Rafiki stood together, side by side. With the taller lion's left arm around the mandrill's shoulder. Mufasa's eyes were glowing with pride as he watched his cum covered and tired son get up once again onto his knees, smiling and waiting for his sticky rewards. The two men gripped their own cocks and stroked them firmly, the heat from their arousal buzzing in their heads.

Simba looked over to the pool; Scar was now being forced down on three cocks, while Banzai still milked his own cock. Shenzu had had his fill though and there was nothing blocking his mouth, of the lewd and heated please for more cock. Another turn of his head brought the falling conflict between the hyenas and the lions into view. Now they weren't fighting anymore, just fucking each other hard. The sights and smells of all of this made Simba dizzy, but he had spilled all the seed he was going to today. His balls might be empty, but Simba smiled as he realized that he never been happier. "Come on you old farts I haven't got all day."

Mufasa smirked, "Alright...son...you asked...for it." Rafiki and Mufasa each grabbed at Simba's mane, and forced his face right up to the tips of their cocks. The musky rods of sex flesh were warm against his muzzle and he licked at them, wanting their treasures. Then both men shouted in pure bliss as they gave the king what he wanted, coating his face and tight body in more of the white sticky fluids that Simba craved now.

When the men fell silent, the cocks still sprayed their juices for a moment or two, Simba opening his mouth and drinking in some of the musky milk. Rafiki fell backwards and almost instantly fell asleep, while Mufasa sat down and grinned lewdly to his son. "You look good like that my boy."

"Oh yeah?" Simba crawled over and turned to sit in his father's lap, both lions surveying the scene of carnal dominance. It was erotic to watch the scenes of intense sex of having it themselves. Mufasa smiled and embraced his cum covered son, loving the wet warmth against his fur and flesh. The bigger lion moaned loudly as Simba rolled his hips backwards into his father's crotch, "I'm glad you like this, because you're gonna be wearing it next old man."

"Is that a fact?" Mufasa nibbles on his boy's ear, the two so loving and tender after being dominated and dominating each other. "I look forward to it. We need to rebuild what Scar destroyed first. And I know just how to do that." The smile that spread over his lips was telling and only widened as Simba smiled himself, knowing well that his father made the best plans for bringing people together.

**********

It had been a month since those events, and the memories of how badly their lands were broken had all but faded. It had taken awhile, but they had rebuilt the connections between their clans and even made them stronger. Everyone had put in so much work these past few weeks, Mufasa had decided that everyone needed a break and some fun times were to be had by all.

"Zazu! How's everything coming on the celebration?"

"Everything is coming out well sire."

Mufasa turned with a smile on his face, as Zazu was leaning into his lover's lap riding his cock hard. He was amazed at the hornbill's ability of being the middle of intense sex and still being able to hold a conversation. His focus was fine tuned to where neither his lover nor his conversation partner was left unattended. The zebra under the bird smiled and bucked harder, trying to disturb this balance that he had been able to find.

"That's good to hear. You two have fun."

"We will...sire. Oh Khymbo...right there."

The zebra's smile widened and he made the same thrusts into his lover, bring a skilled hand to the cock and working his shaft with the same amount of loving passion. Khymbo felt a rush of delight as his free hand rubbed the feathered chest, feeling the warm and sticky cum that he had already milked from Zazu already. But one orgasm was never enough for either of them...or anyone in the Pride Lands it seemed.

Mufasa, wanted to stay and watch, but Sarab walked up behind him and smacked his ass hard. The ex-king turned to his own lover, "Ahh, there you are."

Sarab kisses his man on the lips gently, "Out guest have started to arrive."

Mufasa grinned excitedly, "Good. How many have arrived so far?"

"All of them."

Turning on his heels, Mufasa couldn't help but feel his excitement start to stiffen his cock. "Come then, my love. Let us great them with our new king. Where is Simba anyway?"

"He's already down there. He's really started getting into his responsibilities and learning from Zazu. Simba is going to be a great king."

"Better than me?"

Sarab stops and looked up at Mufasa with a warm smile, "He could be. Only time will tell for certain."

"Agreed." Mufasa reached down and groped Sarab's butt cheek, loving how well it filled and fit his hand.

Once they scaled down the rocky slopes they saw the mass of bodies, different sizes, different colors, different species, but all present were there for the same reason...pleasure. In front of the eight groups stood a single man, a man that seemed to embody the perfect attribute of his species. Simba was talking to all of them when Mufasa and Sarab made their way over to them.

Mufasa knew them all, but Simba was still learning of them. Knowing what was to come from this meeting, there not a stitch of clothing on anyone present. The scents of the sweaty and musky men rose from them and surrounded everyone in an invisible sea of lust. Every breath brought them higher into their own arousal.

Okono the gnu leader, finally having the opportunity, placed a hand on Simba's shoulder, "I am sorry for accusing you of that past crime. I should have listened to your reaso-"

Simba smiled and raised his hand up to silence the larger male. "You can stop right there. None of this was any of your fault. But I tell you what." Simba walked forward and rubbed Gnu's large and semi-hard cock softly, "You give me a good hard fuck and we'll call it even okay?"

Okono grinned, lewdly licking his lips in anticipation having the king once again on his dick, even if it was different king, "You have a deal, my king."

"But first." The group turned to see Mufasa and Sarab walking up to their son, "You must be introduced to the others."

Simba saw this Mufasa's hand was angled down towards Sarab's ass and that the latter was blushing with a bit lip. "Okay dad, good idea."

"You know Okono. The others are Bohsawn, the leader of the elephants."

Simba beheld the gray-skinned giant with a mix of excitement and apprehension. The man himself was very well built, tall and muscular, but with a bit of roundness in his belly. What worried Simba about him was the massive cock that hung between his legs, well past his knees and thicker than his own cock. He glanced up at Bohsawn, smirking face and blushed as the larger male winked at him.

"Then there's Kijani." Next to the sizeable pachyderm was a smaller crocodile. But the dark green scaled male was still slightly bigger than Simba, with an equally impressive package. The wide toothy grin excited Simba and his cock visibly twitched.

"Tubos" Mufasa turned his son the side with his free hand, never taking the other away from his lover's ass. Sarab moaned softly, but continued to stand by his partner, feeling a little exposed in front of everyone, but he liked it when people watched. The soft brown skinned male was shorter then Simba, but just as well built as he was, if a little rounder in his body. Though anyone who had gotten on the hippos bad side knew that his full body kept his muscles well hidden. The short man simply bowed his head as a sign of his respect to the king; his fat cock curved slightly down and seemed to bowing with its owner.

"Beside him are Vax, the rhino leader, and Whyrlia, the giraffe leader."

Vax is standing strong; his toned and rock hard body looked strong enough to rip a mountain in half. His cock standing erect and ready, a drop of pre glistening on the head of his member like a lewd crown. Whyrlia is standing behind the rhino, his elegant hands on the tough shoulders. The giraffe looked to be much more agile than strong and sturdy, his body was taller than the rhino but not as wide or thick with muscles. He sported a smile on his face, a smile that stayed warm as both giraffe and rhino bowed together to the new king.

"And over here." Simba was turned around to the other side of the group of men standing before Pride Rock, "We have the leaders of the zebras and the hyenas. Avyca and Lunk."

"The hyenas are still here?"

Mufasa nodded to his son's question.

"It was not my people's fault. We were being used just as everyone else was. The three hyenas that helped scar manipulate us were given a choice of death of banishment. They chose banishment. My people are ready to repay our debts."

Simba looked to Avyca who looked to be only a few years older than himself. "Guess we have something in common huh?"

"Being young and in charge?"

"And being drop dead gorgeous."

The black and white striped equine laughed as his cock stiffened having gotten excited over the sex that was promised to him and everyone.

Mufasa also had a hearty laugh, enjoying the company of his son and his all the men surrounding him. "Okay now, that we all know each other, let the orgy begin."

Mufasa gave a shove to Sarab's rump and forced his lover into the arms of Lunk, who smiled down on the lion now in his arms. "I guess he wants to hear you scream again."

"Then you better make me scream to the heavens."

Lunk grinned a lusty grin, baring his teeth and his strong hands gripped those firm butt cheeks, "Yes sir. You'll be begging me to stop so you don't die of pleasure."

"We'll see." The lion ground his hips forward into the lap of the strong hyena. Lunk picked up Sarab by his butt cheeks and walked with him a few feet away, before laying him down and thrusting hard into him.

Mufasa's cock got hard watching his lover get pounded so hard. His hand instinctively moving to his nipple and playing it as he watched every detail. He didn't notice two very large gnu advance on him, until he was pulled down on the hard cock. The larger of the gnus, was sitting with the ex-king in his lap, while the other gnu stood and pressed his wet cock to the lion's muzzle, "Open up."

Mufasa smiled and opened his mouth, taking long sniffs of the air before him. The musk was so thick it washed over his tongue and face exciting him and making his cock even harder.

Lunk turned Sarab's head to the side and started nibbling his neck. "Look at you lover, Sarab." Doing as he was told, Sarab felt a fire in his body, he so excited and aroused as Mufasa was being fucked from both ends. His hands wrapped tightly around the hyena's body, "Ooooh gods, fuck me Lunk...harder." The hyena obeyed, wanting to hear the pleasures of his thrusts as the wetness began to leak from around his cock. The slapping sounds seemed to have to been the sparks for the rest of fires churning in the loins of all present.

Avyca walked up to Simba, "You really think I'm gorgeous?"

Simba looked over the young and tight body, slightly less muscular than his own, but built more for speed and agility...as it is with most prey species. The huge horse cock stood out from his body. The ebony shaft was thicker than his own, but just as long,

"I do," Simba said as he notices some of the other larger males advancing on them, "and so do they, I think."

Avyca grin wildly, excitement clearly visible on his face. "We can take these guys."

Simba grinned himself, his own cock having stiffened over this whole time. His erections was strong and proud, but all Simba could think about is how good it felt to be filled with cocks. Apparently Avyca was the same, because as soon as Tubos was close enough the young zebra turned around and presented the larger male with his ass. Tubos licked his thick lips and gladly accepted the invitation, slamming his big fat cock into the tight hole not even half of the shaft made it into the smaller body.

Simba moaned with Avyca watching that huge cock disappear in between those sexy stripes butt cheeks. The zebra reached out for the lion and Simba took his hand entwining their fingers. That's when he felt stronger hands turning his body to face the zebra head on. Looking over his shoulder, he saw the large gnu shaman smiling warmly at him. "I always repay my debts."

Simba bent forward, grinning happily, his eyes flashing with lust, "Give it to me good, Okono."

"Of course my king." Okono pulled his large hand back and smacked Simba's ass hard. He had to smile at the yelp and the moan that followed...that was the same sounds Mufasa made when he was spanked. It made his heart warm and his cock throb with lust. He pressed his cock against the young lion's hole, sensing the nubile body's heat and inviting musk. Simba growled in lewd frustration and pushed back hard against the strong gnu's body, taking his hard and heavy cock deep within his bowels. Both men moaned as Simba immediately began working that cock.

Avyca and Simba caught eyes, and with their lusts flaring inside of them, pressed their lips together. The moist warmth of their tongues tried in vain to snuff the fires roaring inside their bodies. Still they didn't part muzzles. Their lips and tongues pressed and licked against each other drinking in the lust that is filling the other bodies. Every thrust makes the two collided closer together and deepens their steamy kiss.

Tubos and Okono moaned as they watched the young men speared on their cocks make out with each other. They big men hammered away, the young warm bodies feeling great around their cocks. Each firm thrust buried more of their large rods into the sweet tunnels. The hippo gripped the zebra's hips and grunted as he continued to assault that sweet ass.

"Gods, this zebra's tight."

"Simba's not too tight...but he is skilled."

Sarab was now torn between watching his lover and his son have their fun. Lunk was still nibbling on his neck, fucking him with all the same ferocity and tenacity as before. Sarab moaned suddenly when he felt the hyena's jaws tightening around his neck. The pressure was not enough to obstruct his breathing, just enough to show his dominance. The lion rolled his hips around that huge cock, inviting it deeper into him. His claws dug at the dirt as wave after wave of intense pleasure assaulted him.

"You lions are such cock sluts."

Kijani grinned down Sarab who looked up at him, but his eyes quickly moved to his large scaly member. His lips dried up and he licked them, wanting that hot meat to sear his tongue. Kijani was all too willing to oblige the feline's lusts. His dark green scales seemed to sparkle in the settling lights of the sunset. Without another word, he held Lunk's head at the lion's neck and plunges his cock into the tight throat. Sarab began to suck hard on that sensitive flesh, taking deep within himself the sweet tastes and scents of this crocodile.

Lunk's cock throbbed inside of Sarab when his tongue licked across the neck and felt something different. He felt the long wide distortion in the neck of the cock that was fucking the feline's throat. It felt good to be fucking this slut while licking the cock he was sucking on. The bulge gave him no information on the cock itself except its size. He felt the lion clench around him and fucked him harder, wanting to feel the vibrations of moans.

Whyrlia bent his neck down to look at Vax, "You wanna get sucked of fucked?"

Vax chuckled, knowing the tall giraffe's body very well, "You can suck me this time babe." Glancing up with a knowing smile, "But you still haven't bedded Bohsawn. Maybe now would be a good time."

"No one pleases me better then you, Vax. I want you both."

Vax grinned the same excited and lusty grin that seems to be on the face of everyone here. "Alright then. Hey Bohsawn!"

The elephant, currently stroking his monster cock to the display, turned his head slightly. His soft brown eyes warm and affectionate. "Yes?"

"Get your big sexy ass over here."

The large pachyderm only smirked as he made his way to the rhino and the giraffe, still stroking his cock. The large dark gray member looked every bit as sizeable and intimidating as the elephant himself did. But the two watching the gray skinned male advancing towards them knew him to have a kind and gentle soul, not someone to be feared.

"You know, Vax, I gored the last man who talked to me like that." Bohsawn said, smiling as his continues to tease himself.

"Yeah, I know." Vax replied while rubbing at a healed shoulder wound. "You wanna fuck this giraffe or not?"

Even Bohsawn had to look up at the giraffe who simply bowed his head softly. "Yeah okay."

Whyrlia turned his back to the two other males and got down to his hands and knees. Bohsawn smiled as he realized that because of the giraffe's taller body, his ass was right at the level of his cock without him having bend down at all. Vax walked to the giraffe's front and ran a gentle hand under his chin.

"Feel to bite if you want." The thick rhino cock pressed past the thick lips that instantly create a seal around the shaft. The giraffe long tongue is very skilled indeed, each softly lick bringing out long lustful moans. Vax gripped the back of Whyrlia's head; loving the giraffe's blowjobs...they were something special. With suck a long muzzle and tongue it was easy for Whyrlia to milk out an orgasm from anyone.

Bohsawn watched all this with nothing more than a warm smile. The large and heavy cock slapped at the spotted butt cheeks, dotting them with his sweet pre. "You two are...together?"

Vax chuckled, "No." He run his hand through the giraffe's hair, and then tugged it, pulling the mouth closer to him and forcing his cock deeper. "We just really like fucking each other."

"I see." Bohsawn presses the tip of his cock to the entrance before him and gave a mighty push and sank his cock in. He felt the giraffe's tight walls close in around him and he moaned. The elephant rocked his hips slowly but firmly back and forth, sinking more of his fat cock into the willing tunnel. Bohsawn moved his large gray hands over those toned hips and butt cheeks, loving how they twitched and flexed against him.

Vax smirked as he felt the hard vibrations of his friend's moans. "He's a big boy isn't he Whyr?"

Whyrlia wanted to reply, but the cock on his tongue felt too good to abandon. Instead he sucked harder, licking from the base to the head and all around the thick member. When he felt the rhino's weight on his shoulders, Whyrlia simply readjusted his hands on the ground to carry the extra weight and continued to pleasure his fuck buddy's cock. Every thrust, either into his throat or his ass, was hard and heavy and he liked it like that. He squeezed his warm ass around that pachyderm's cock, wanting to feel that monster blow of inside of him.

Mufasa was moaning loudly around the throbbing cock he was sucking on. These gnus were so good at fucking, he was so turned out. His fingers pressed into the ass of the gnu standing before him. He skillfully massaged the male's prostate in an effort to make him spill his seed that much faster. The standing gnu was holding the lion head and mane, fucking his face firmly, those big heavy balls slapping his chin. Another moan forced its way up through his throat as his ass was assaulted by that large and lecherous gnu bucking up into him.

Then the others started joining in, the lusts rising around them was no too much for the m to ignore. A large elephant came and sat between the hungry mouth of Simba and Avyca who were still making out. It only took a second for the two to notice the dark gray member. Their lips quivered before the two young leaders engulfed that huge cock is a flurry of licks and lewd kisses. Tubos and Okono spanked the young asses they were fucking.

"That's it boys," Tubos joyously shouted, "gobble that cock."

Simba gripped Avyca's hand as the two were hammered into this gargantuan cock. Aroused far higher than he thought possible, Simba eagerly sucked on the dripping member. The salty taste of the elephant's pre washed over his tongue, making him clench his ass in hopes of feeling the now familiar warmth of seed filling him. Okono leans across the lion's back and nibbled at the lion's ear, each thrust made their balls slap together. The soft pain of those collisions was nothing in the wake of the more pleasurable collisions of their encounter.

Mufasa, who was on back now, fervently licks at the tail hole pressing against his muzzle. The sweaty and musky hole tasting so good, and the fact that hippo was sitting on his face meant that the older lion couldn't see anything else that was being done to him. He felt tight warmth around his cock, so someone was riding his member...and skillfully too. But what really excited him were those swollen feelings of being ripped in half that you can only experience by having two cocks fuck you at the same time. His toes were curling, his body was shaking, and all he wanted was more.

Indeed, more was what everyone got; more kisses, more gropes, and more cock. These were the Pride Lands that Mufasa built and was proud to be a part of. All the sounds and the sights around them only made their hearts beat faster and their cocks throb harder. The spirit of reclamation was willing their bodies to move in order to rebuild the connections that had been lost. The moans and groans and grunts and wet slaps rose to the heavens. The sounds like song to all who could hear them, the sights and scents like an exquisite feast for the senses. Raising ever higher the chorus of moans turned to shouts and feral grunts as climaxes began to hit, flooding mouths and asses and the ground around them.

The rocks and grasses, even the fur, scales, and skins, were all stained white. The wet and warm semen spread as more and more climaxes hit and past. The men got up and changed positions, not wanting any of these feelings to leave just yet. So once more the rising chorus of lustful noises surrounded the men as they started fucking each other. A few moments later, more climaxes rang out and it began to stream from Pride Rock as rivers would run through land. Another changing of positions brought the songs back and this continued on for hours.

Then, in the brisk embrace of night, father and son break their kiss. "Damn dad," Simba said, breathing heavy, but not tired at all, "this is so amazing."

"I know." Mufasa helped Simba to his feet, grabbing his son's cock and stroking it, as he too breathes heavy without being tired. The other are still fucking every hole they get their cocks into. The lusts was thick it was like walking through fog...except your couldn't see it. But their cocks throbbed anyway, their lusts having been thoroughly reignited. "Well son, looks like this thing's gonna last for days"

"Yeah." Simba bucked his hips in his father's hand. He spies Nalo, just finishing up with one of the rhino warriors. Simba looked at that cock throbbing between his lover's legs and eyed with a predatory hunger...wanting it...craving it. "It's good to be the king."

***** FIN *****