The Making of a King
The product of a roleplay between myself and Littlewolf112 in which Mufasa has survived Scar's attempts to rid of him and kept Scar around for some personal fun. Now that Simba has grown up, Mufasa is tasked with teaching his son how to breed at the expense of Scar's rear. As Simba enjoys the lesson, he finds both Mufasa's and Scar's role in the session appealing. Which will he choose to take as a leader in the pride?
Scar, Simba, and Mufasa are all property of Disney.
Co-author of this tale is Littlewolf112
Involves Mpreg, rough breeding, belly rubbing, and gay lion naughtiness. Do enjoy.
The Making of a King
Even though it had been several years since his brother's failed attempt to take over as king Mufasa was still grateful to wake up each morning and know his pride was safe and happy, even Scar had grown to love his new role, speaking of which, Mufasa looked over at his still sleeping brother, his large cub filled belly on full display.
Scar grunted in his sleep, feeling the squirming of the cubs wiggle about inside his belly, the lion dreaming of being the one breeding Mufasa in revenge for having made him into a cock loving breeding slut. With a firm kick from one of the cubs, he jolted awake, blushing as he rubbed over the swaying form of his belly, seeing Mufasa staring down at him with smile that made him blush, turning to see Simba pad into their portion of the cave.
Simba padded inside, grinning at seeing the two older lions already awake, beaming up to his father. "Good morning father."
Mufasa purred deeply and nuzzled his son affectionately, "Good morning son, you're just in time, I'm sure you remember your Uncle Scar, he's been quite busy lately and has much to do with what I plan to show you today."
Simba nuzzled back into his father, brushing his mane into the fuller one of his dad. "Oh yes, I remember the monkey's uncle, though he looks to be more like an aunt with that belly of his. Nice to see you again Scar." he jested and licked Mufasa's cheek.
Scar huffed and rolled his eyes at his nephew's remarks. "Oh yes Simba I am still a monkey's uncle though I'm sure even you will enjoy what my brother has in store for the three of us today."
Mufasa growled softly, "I am your king and Simba is your prince, don't forget your place "brother".... although this will make an excellent lesson for you both." Grinning Mufasa sat right in front of Scar's prone form, heavy musky nuts resting in Scar's nose. "It's time for breakfast my lioness. Simba this will be your first lesson, due to Rafikis magic lions turned lionesses will become addicted to your cum, they need it and it has the added benefit of keeping them passive and obedient."
Scar blushed at Mufasa's words and inflection before seeing him drop his heavy orbs right in front of his face. Needingly, he stretched out his muzzle and lapped at the orbs before taking the thick cock into his maw, licking and suckling over them.
Simba watched in awe as Scar lapped at his father's sac and sheath, getting close to watch it as it unfolded. "Wow, he's really going at it."
Mufasa purred and moaned as his brother licked his sheath and balls, his cock slowly slipping free from his sheath and was quickly sucked into his brother's hungry muzzle, Scar's cock quickly growing hard and throbbing against his large belly.
Simba watched with growing arousal as the two lions worked in front of him, his own shaft sliding from his sheath while Scar moaned on Mufasa's cock, sliding it eagerly around his tongue and focusing on the tip, wanting to be fed Mufasa's cream, Scar's shaft bouncing and throbbing up against his rounded belly.
Mufasa quickly pulled away as he felt his orgasm growing close, cock throbbing in the air still slick with Scar's saliva. Scar whimpered and tried to drag himself closer to his brothers cock, unable to help himself. "Come here son, let this slut earn his breakfast."
Scar whined as the cock was pulled away from his muzzle, blushing and squirming after it, wanting it back. Simba giggled at the sight and nodded at his father's instructions, padding in front of the lioness on the ground and offering his erect shaft to suckle on for his meal. Scar eagerly accepted to member into his muzzle, treating it much like he did Mufasa's his mind only focused on feeling the thick cream sliding down his throat.
Mufasa sat nesr his son, teasingly rubbing his hard cock over Scar's cheek and face, smearing it with his pre as he rubbed Scar's belly proudly, teasing the leaking nipples he came across but avoiding Scar's own arousal. "That's it son, don't be afraid to show him who's boss and fuck his throat."
Scar shuddered from the attention Mufasa was giving his belly and nipples, his eyes closed as he felt the smearing cock of his brother working on his face whilst he sucked his nephew for his seed. Simba grinned and thrust into the eager muzzle, moaning at the sensation of Scar's tongue and throat clamping down on his cock, a trail of pre working from his tip into the lioness below.
"That's it son show him his place, remind him that he's nothing but a tool for our pleasure." Mufasa moaned.
Simba roared and thrust harder into the muzzle of his uncle, pressing his paw down on Scar's head to force him to stay in place as he came hard, the lion shooting his cum straight down his uncle's throat. Scar gasped as he was forced down by the paw, his cock twitching and tail swishing as he was fed the prince's seed, gulping it down quickly and enjoying the musky flavor.
"Good job son, now it's time I show you how to truly breed this lioness." Mufasa said as he teased Scar's cock while on his way to Scar's rear, his brother instinctively raising his tail allowing Mufasa to rim the needy hole.
Scar shuddered as his twitching shaft was rubbed once over by his brother's paw, shudderin before quickly standing and presenting himself to his brother, panting as Simba's shaft left his muzzle dripping seed onto his chin. Simba stood and followed his father to Scar's rear, pulling his still hard cock out and letting it drop, grinning and rubbing Scar's belly as he passed by, eager to see Mufasa go to work.
Mufasa eagerly ate out his brother's hole before leaping up on his back and wrapping his paws around Scar's heavy drooping belly, quickly buried his shaft into Scar's hole.
Scar moaned as he was rimmed, his tailhole twitching from the attention his brother's muzzle gave it, easily spreading out. With a grunt, Scar felt his brother mount him, letting out a gasp as he felt the thick member prod straight into his tailhole, Simba leaning in close to get a good view of the action, his cock still twitching and hard at the sights and sounds.
Mufasa panted and growled as he fucked his heavily pregnant brother turned lioness, milk dripping from Scar's teats and pre leaking from his cock as his brother, his king, his master claimed him again.
Scar moaned openly as he was ravaged, feeling the milk drop from his teats as his hole was filled with the King's cock, his own throbbing for attention, leaking pre out onto the ground which Simba leaned down to lap up, curious of the flavor, Scar shuddering and working back into Mufasa's thrusts, wanting to be bred again.
Mufasa continued to pound his brother, grunting and growling in pleasure before finally roaring and slamming his cock to the hilt inside Scar's ass, cumming hard.
Scar moaned and quivered under his brother, panting and shooting his own seed out onto the ground as he felt the cock inside him twitch and fill him up with hot seed. Simba grinned as he watched, paying special attention to Scar cumming paws free, wondering just how amazing it must feel to be bred by someone as powerful as Mufasa.
Panting Mufasa hopped off his brother, seed leaking from his tail hole as Mufasa sat back. "Let's see what ya got son."
Simba grinned and slid behind his uncle, eagerly mounting him to see if he could replicate the sexiness he just witnessed, pressing into the cum filled hole with a squelch, making Scar moan, as he buried his cock into the used hole, his tongue lolling out in pleasure as he worked up into a hard rhythm.
"How's it feel son, getting my sloppy seconds?" Mufasa teased as he moved into place so Scar could lick his cock clean, his brother reduced to a mindless cock slut.
Simba moaned as he worked into the cum filled hole, his cock twitching with desire as he was working on seeding his uncle himself. "It feels amazing Father. Absolutely incredible." he said as he neared climax. Scar meanwhile worked his entire body in a rocking motion, thrusting himself onto both of the cocks inside him, pleasure filling his body as he was served both the royal cocks.
Mufasa just leaned back to enjoy his brothers muzzle wrapped around his cock.
Simba panted with his tongue hanging out before he leaned into his thrusts, letting out a massive roar as he came into Scar's already filled tailhole, breeding him with another round of royal seed. Scar shuddered as he was bred again, slurping on Mufasa's cock and cleaning it as another load was dumped inside his belly by Simba. Simba, happy at the result, dismounted and padded over to his father. "How did I do dad?"
Mufasa grunted as he came down Scar's throat before grinning at his son with a tired expression. "Not bad son but I must be getting old if I'm feeling tired from only two goes, normally I breed this girl all morning."
Simba smiled at the pseudo praise from his father, nuzzling up along side him. "Maybe you're too used to filling Scar. Perhaps I could be an alternative to help keep you going? I saw how much Scar loved servicing you and I'd love to experience that kind of pleasure under you."
Mufasa looked at his son in surprise. "Do you know what you're asking son?"
Simba blushed at the look of surprise on his father's face. "Um...I think so. He looks pretty happy and content as your lioness slut. And I don't think I'd mind carrying a litter for you. What else is there?"
"You'll become addicted to cock, you're basically giving up your right to become king...even... even if the thought of you full of cubs is...hot." Mufasa said sternly, his cock filling with blood again at the thought of his son full of his cubs and begging to suck his Daddy's dick.
Simba blushed as he saw his father's cock twitch and come back to life, his own still rock hard beneath his hind legs. "What if I give you an even mightier king from our litter father? He could rule the Pridelands with nobility and grace and be as hung and virile as you are." he said, the idea of carrying his father's cubs growing on him.
Mufasa had to close his eyes and bite his tongue to stop from moaning, the thought so arousing that his cock was already leaking into Scar's muzzle who happily licked it up. "Fuck... Simba..."
Simba smiled at seeing Mufasa's reaction to his proposal, blushing as he turned around and raised his hips and tail, presenting himself to his father. "How about it my king. Won't you do you duty and breed all of the lionesses?"
Mufasa grunted and tried to resist but he felt himself moving towards his son, already picturing him carrying his cubs. "Simba... my son... I... I can't resist... are you sure you want this?" Mufasa asked as he started rimming his son's hot ass.
The prince nodded and moaned out as he was rimmed, his father's expert tongue lapping and working open his needy tailhole. "Oh kings above, yes! Fill me father. Make me your breeding lioness and fill me with your cubs!
Mufasa growled in lust and wasted no time, mounting his son and burying his hard cock deep into Simba's tight hot ass
Simba gasped and shuddered underneath his father as he was mounted, feeling the thick cock work open his tailhole for the first time, know it wasn't going to be the last, his cock eagerly twitching between his legs, hoping to feel the same pleasure Scar felt when being bred.
Even as he bred his son eagerly, Mufasa rubbed Simba's flat belly already imagining it swollen with cubs, one of whom would replace Simba as the next king of the pride lands maybe even taking Simba, his mother, as their queen just like he was.
Shuddering from the rough pounding his tailhole was taking, Simba mewled like a desperate cub, wanting to feel the powerful wave of pleasure of being filled rush over him as he was thrust into by his father, eager and ready to be a needy lioness for his daddy.
It didn't take Mufasa long before he was roaring and cumming, filling Simba with his seed, but not slowing down in the least, continuing to fuck his son to ensure he would be carrying his cubs.
Simba gasped as he felt a shockwave burst through his body as his father bred him like the slut he was, the lion quivering as he experienced his first paws free orgasm, shooting down onto the floor beneath him as he felt the warmth of his father's cum inside his tunnel and collecting in his belly.
Mufasa fucked his son for several more hours before finally pulling out of Simba's ravaged cum filled hole and falling to the ground panting heavily
Simba moaned and panted under his father, enjoying every second of their extended breeding session. By the time his father was done, his belly was close to matching that of Scar's just filled with cum from his father's amazing stamina and production.
Mufasa pulled Simba close and lovingly licked his cheek. "I love you son, my new queen."
Simba rumbled back and mewled happily. "I love you too father, my amazing King."
Several months later and Simba hardly left his and Mufasa's bed chamber, his huge heavy belly filled with his father's cubs, Mufasa leaving their den only to breed Scar and take care of any issues in the pride.
Simba rumbled happily as he was always being kept close by his father and mate, rubbing happily over his heavy belly and eagerly awaiting the birth of Mufasa's litter inside him, mostly so a new litter could be seeded inside him again by his king.
Mufasa happily nuzzled Simba's cheek as he returned to his son and gave Simba's big beautiful belly plenty of love and affection.
Simba giggled and nuzzled back into his father, his cock seemingly always erect at any touch the king gave him, sometime even just a wink or a look getting him hard.
"My big beautiful lioness."
"My alpha and King"