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A Royal Pounding

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The warm rays of the sun beamed down on Simba, the young lion prince basking in the warmth, lying alone next to the oasis he liked to sneak away to every now and then to get away from his parents and royal obligations. It was nice to get away from everyone once in a while and get some private time; Pride Rock wasn't exactly the most private place with the entire lion pride hanging around and such, but Simba could relax and enjoy some time by himself here.

He lay on the thin patch of grass with his hands behind his head, dressed in his loincloth, his body adorned with tribal markings drawn on his young form with white paint, a common practice in his pride. He lay there, enjoying the warm Pride Lands sun, his eyes closed. It occurred to him as he lay there that it had been a good few days since he'd been able to get away from his family and enjoy being alone like this. The young prince hadn't even had time to take care of certain... business. Business that he certainly could take care of right then.

He looked down at himself and idly reached down, tracing a finger down his loincloth and along the outline of his maleness. Just that light tickling was enough to get him to twitch. He really needed this. It felt like so long since he'd had some playtime with himself.

"Mrrrr..." Simba purred to himself and gave his crotch a few light gropes through the thin garment covering his crotch, his hand squeezing at his young, uncut member, fingers rubbing across it and making his length twitch even more. Slowly, he moved his loincloth to the side and pulled out his flaccid, furry thing, taking it firmly in his grip and giving it a few tugs.

Simba shuffled about a bit, resting himself on the large rock nearby and spreading his legs, sitting back as he began to idly play with himself, hand rubbing and tickling at his length. His other hand went down to caress at his dangling, furry balls, rubbing them and giving the sack a few light squeezes. He kept purring as he slowly pulled his foreskin back to reveal the soft, pink head, his hips bucking up into his grip.

"Ooh, yeah..." Simba breathed, licking his lips as he gazed down at his own twitching maleness, keeping his foreskin tugged down for a bit longer before he slowly started to stroke it, his shaft steadily starting to grow in his grip. He kept his hands working at his furry dick and balls, the prince sitting back and giving out a soft content sigh while his member grew to full hardness between his legs. With his cock fully erect, twitching rigid and hard, Simba decided to ditch his loincloth, tugging it off his body and leaving himself totally naked, the garment lying on the dusty ground nearby as he continued stroking himself off.

"Mm!" Simba groaned softly, giving his balls a good squeeze and shivering at all the attention he was giving himself. He kept on stroking, legs open and hand firmly closed around his aching shaft, tugging and pulling at his cock and giving himself what he'd needed so badly for the past several days. It wasn't long until his cock started leaking pre, the stuff making the tip of his foreskin glisten in the light of the Pride Lands' sun.

His ears twitched at the wet sound his stroking was making, his shaft quickly becoming slick with his fluids and the fur of his fingers sticky with the stuff. He soon grew a bit more adventurous and moved the hand groping his balls down under his rump, grunting as he shuffled down to give himself better access before running a finger against his own entrance and giving a soft, quiet gasp.

"Mm..." he breathed, finger tickling at his hole. He kept on jerking himself off as he had his fun down there, rubbing that finger all along his entrance, grinding the tip against it before slowly it pushing forward and grunting. "C'mon, get in there..." His ass put up a bit of resistance, but after a bit of persisting from the young lion he eventually managed to shove the tip of his finger inside himself, gasping loudly as he penetrated his own asshole and gave it a light stretching.

"Mm! That's it!" Simba panted, pushing the finger in deeper, slowly, as his grip on his cock tightened and he continued pumping at it, working steadily up and down his maleness and giving out light moans the whole time. He gave out a quivering sigh, a deeply needy look on his face as he thrust his finger good and deep inside himself, pressing it against his walls and thrusting it in as much as he could.

"F-fuck...!" he panted, finger flitting around inside himself as he continued jerking his cock, his stroking picking up the pace and his hips bucking up into his hand. If only he had something bigger than his finger to shove in there. He pictured having another man's big, hard cock shoved into his ass instead, pounding and breeding him while he squirmed about under him. Another shaky sigh escaped his lips as he sat there, finger jammed in his ass and hand fervently working at his cock, pumping away at it and coaxing more and more of his pre from his aching head.

"Mm! Mrrrr! Prrrrr!" Simba kept purring, squirming about and wriggling, his finger working in and out of his own rump and giving himself a good fucking and stretching while his cock pulsed in his hand. He kept imagining a good cock up his ass, something big and hard fucking him and using him deep. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, panting loudly and huffing through his nose.

Simba's body grew tense. He was getting close; he could already feel his body getting ready to unload all over himself. He kept on bucking his hips, his finger still humping in and out of his hole, quickly pushing him towards boiling point until he couldn't hold back any more. With a gasping cry of pleasure he thrust his hips up and blew his load all over his body, cock pulsing in his grip and firing load after load of hot, young lion cum across his fur, coating him in the stuff and making his golden fur sticky with the white fluids.

"Oooh! Ohh!" Simba groaned and gave his cock a few more quick strokes as he came, his cock oozing the last few drops of cum into his pubic fur before his orgasm finally petered out. He sat back, panting and basking in the afterglow of his climax, though he'd barely had time to recover before he heard a low, deep voice speaking up nearby.

"Enjoying yourself?" Simba jumped in surprise at the voice, scrambling to his shaking feet only to topple over and land on his rump, gazing up at the towering, older male that now stood in front of him.

"Ah- Dad!" Simba gasped, blushing furiously with embarrassment. He'd just been caught jerking off by his own dad: Mufasa, king of the Pride Lands.

"I saw you sneaking away, I was wondering what you were up to," Mufasa gave a laugh, looking down at his jizz-covered young son. Simba avoided eye contact, his cheeks still blushing bright pink.

"I just wanted some alone time..." he grumbled.

"Oh, I can see that," Mufasa chuckled. "Were you feeling pent up?"

"Uh, y-yeah, kinda," Simba said.

"You should have said something," said Mufasa. "I think it's been a while since the two of us have spent some time alone together, hasn't it?" Simba's blushing intensified.

"You're not the only one who's been pent up, son," Mufasa chuckled. "Don't tell her I said this, but your mother hasn't been, ah, putting out as much these days. I've had to sneak away to have some fun by myself a few times too." With a smirk, the king reached down and groped himself through his loincloth. Simba glanced down and couldn't help but notice the twitching bulge it held. "Fancy giving Daddy a hand, little prince?" Simba stared at his father's crotch and absent-mindedly licked his lips at the sight of the huge package he had down there.

This kind of thing was normal in lion prides; incest was the norm in most if not all of them, especially one as tight knit as Simba and Mufasa's pride.

"On your knees," Mufasa ordered. Simba, his cock still drooling excess cum, did as his kingly father ordered and knelt down in front of him, staring at the twitching and growing bulge in his loincloth. "Go on," Mufasa urged.

Simba gulped and reached out, his father staring down at him expectantly, his manhood twitching behind his loincloth. Simba took the thin garment and tugged it down, letting it slip to the floor and free his father's massive maleness. Big, thick and fat, dangling semi-hard between his legs above a pair of impressive, furry nuts, a trail of thick, red fur trailing down the centre of the sack. Simba's mouth started to water at the sight of his father's impressive, manly crotch.

The older lion placed a hand on the back of Simba's head and stroked his fur softly before lightly growling to the younger feline.

"Suck on my nuts, Simba," he ordered. Simba nodded and leaned forward to obey, only for Mufasa to pull back suddenly. "Ah, what do you say?"

"Oh..." Simba looked up, cheeks still bright pink. "Yes, Daddy."

"That's better," Mufasa smirked, pushing his hips forward again and letting Simba push his face into his balls. The thick, powerful, musky scent of his body washed over Simba, flooding his nostrils and making him gasp slightly.

"Suck on them," Mufasa ordered again. The lion prince didn't have much choice, he couldn't disobey his father. He opened his mouth and ran his tongue along those big, dangling balls, slurping at them and leaving a trail of spit across the fur of Mufasa's sack. The king gave a soft, approving growl as his son got to work, licking all over his low-hanging sack before taking one of the orbs inside his mouth, lips closing firmly around it as he began sucking.

"Mm! Prrrr, good boy, Simba," Mufasa growled, grinding his crotch against Simba's face and letting his son lick all over his nuts, gazing down at the younger feline. Simba gave out soft moans as he licked and sucked all over those two big orbs of his father's, his sucking making Mufasa moan alongside him, his cock swiftly growing harder and stiffer before his son's eyes until his huge ten inch cock was standing proudly, fully erect and throbbing.

Simba stared at it, tongue working slowly up Mufasa's sack quickly finding that big, fat cock of his.

"Mrrr, keep going," Mufasa breathed. Simba did as he was ordered, the smell and scent of his father's body making him shiver, his own cum-drenched cock twitching once again as he began to taste Mufasa's rigid manhood.

"Mmm," Simba moaned softly, slurping along his father's hardened meat, tongue working eagerly up and along the shaft, steadily moving towards the foreskin-engulfed cock head. Mufasa kept his hand on the back of Simba's head, purring his approval as he watched his boy licking all over his erect sex, slobbering along the shaft until he finally reached the tip, tongue working along the furry foreskin a bit when Mufasa took the base of his length in his strong grip and slowly pulled it back to reveal his tip.

Simba quickly began licking at it, letting the taste fill his mouth, his tongue slurping along the cock head's slit and making Mufasa moan deeply.

"Keep going. Good boy," Mufasa growled, cock twitching against Simba's wet tongue. He slapped his shaft against it, a rope of pre flying from his tip and onto Simba's face, the younger lion grunting slightly while his tongue was smeared in the stuff. On his father's order, he moved forward and finally took the head into his mouth, lips closing firmly around as he began sucking.

"Mm! That's it," Mufasa purred, watching as his cock slowly disappeared down his loyal whore of a son's throat.

"Mrrph!" Simba moaned softly, his own cock already fully hard once again and a hand going down to play with himself as he began sucking his father's cock. Mufasa pushed forward, steadily thrusting his hardness deeper inside his eager son's body, cock pulsing and throbbing down his throat, all the while Simba kept licking and sucking on it, huffing loudly through his nose for breath.

His father tasted so powerful; it was overwhelming, and then there was his scent. The strong, overpowering scent of a strong, dominant male. He kept sucking, pushing himself down on Mufasa's huge, kingly cock, sucking on it the whole time and listening to the grunts and moans the bigger lion was making as he humped forward into his son's warm, wet maw.

"How does Daddy's cock taste, hm?" Mufasa smirked.

"Mmm!" Simba gave a loud, approving moan around the shaft, looking up into his father's eyes as he took inch after inch down his throat, gulping down pre-cum as he went. Mufasa couldn't get the whole ten inches down there, but he managed to get a good amount of dick down Simba's throat. He stood there with over half his member shoved inside his slut, staying like that for a few moments and enjoying the sucking he was getting.

The two stared into each other's eyes, Mufasa smirking down at his son while the young prince looked up at him with needy eyes, his hand latched onto his cock and lips wrapped around his father's manhood.

"Keep sucking," Mufasa ordered, hand holding his son in place as he began working back and forth and humping steadily in and out of Simba's mouth.

Simba kept on sucking obediently, tongue slurping all over the head and shaft, his lips sucking long and hard and making the king moan loudly. Mufasa worked back and forth, his hips slowly picking up speed, his hand gripping the back of Simba's head tightly. He used his boy's face good and deep, his low-hanging nuts bouncing around along with his movements, slapping against Simba's furry chin whenever he pushed forward.

"Mrrr, ohh, Simba..." Mufasa grunted, a wide grin on his muzzle and a look of deep pleasure plastered across his face. He continued humping his son, both hands on Simba's head now, gripping him by the ears and pistoning in and out of his maw.

"Mrrph! Mm! Mrrr!" Simba kept moaning around the shaft, hand fervently working up and down his own cock as he pleasured the bigger lion.

Simba savoured the taste of Mufasa's cock, slurping away as his father pounded away at his mouth, cock being worked hard and deep into him with every powerful thrust of Mufasa's hips. Simba soon felt the grip Mufasa had on his ears tightening, fingers digging into them as the king's whole body tensed up.

"Nghh! Keep sucking!" Mufasa ordered, hips working swiftly at Simba's face. "Keep sucking, little slut!" He growled and grunted, fucking quicker and harder, making Simba choke and gag on his manhood while his balls tensed up. "Ngghh! Simba...!!!" He roared out, slamming forward and ramming his cock down Simba's throat, unleashing his hot load inside him and making the young prince gag even more. The stuff seeped out around Mufasa's girth, but he kept his cock jammed inside Simba, pumping him full of cum and making his son gulp down his hot seed.

"Mm! Unnnf!" Simba gave out muffled groans, his father's cum sliding down his throat, the salty taste assailing his taste buds. Simba took in a deep breath through his nose, inhaling Mufasa's scent, tasting his load. The king's humping came to a stop as his orgasm slowed to a stop, cock leaking the last of his cum onto Simba's tongue as he slowly slid his manhood out.

Simba stayed on his knees, panting with his mouth wide open and filled with cum, the stuff dripping down his chin while he looked up at his father, that big, hard lion cock leaking cum down his shaft and onto the floor. Mufasa smirked down at him, impressed by how well his boy could suck cock, but he wasn't finished with the young prince yet.

"Stand up," he ordered. Simba did so, still hard and playing with himself, looking up bashfully at his father. Mufasa looked up and down his tribal marked body, grinning wide and ogling the younger feline before getting him to turn around and giving that pert, furry ass a good staring at.

He stepped close, hand slapping down on the prince's cheeks and making him squeak at the rough handling Mufasa began giving his rump. Simba's ass was so small and petite, soft and furry. Mufasa's cock twitched in anticipation as he stared down at it. He looked around for a moment, looking for the perfect place to do this, before getting Simba to lean against the rock he'd been jerking against moments before, resting his front against it and pushing his ass back, presenting himself to the bigger male.

Once again Mufasa's hands found those soft cheeks, running and stroking across them, groping and gripping them firmly while his huge manhood pulsed excitedly.

"Ooh, Daddy..." Simba panted, looking over his shoulder when he felt Mufasa parting his cheeks to reveal that tight little lion hole, eyeing it with intent before slowly pushing hips forward and grinding his dick against Simba's entrance.

"You need it, my slut?" Mufasa's deep voice rang out. Simba whined and nodded. "Then say so, boy." The older lion smirked and brought his hand down across Simba's rump, the younger feline yelping as Mufasa's palm met his ass.

"Ooh! I-I need it, Dad!" Simba yelped.

"More! Beg!" Mufasa grunted, smacking his hand across one of Simba's cheeks again and getting more whines and moans from him.

"Mm! Please, Dad, I need your cock in my ass so bad!"

"Mrrrr, that's better!" Mufasa smirked, thrusting forward and grinding his maleness against Simba's opening for a few moments before managing to slip it inside, both males moaning with pleasure as the older male penetrated his son with his massive, fat lion cock. Simba whined and squirmed under him, panting loudly while his own cock leaked pre-cum between his legs, pulsing and throbbing with need as his father pushed in deeper and deeper. His ass was stretched wide, painfully so and he had to grit his teeth to help ignore the pain, but still he took it, trying his best to relax his asshole and let Mufasa thrust everything he had into him.

"Ooh, Dad!" Simba moaned, body shaking as Mufasa drove his cock deep inside Simba's tight fuckhole, cock being jammed deeper and deeper inside the younger lion until he finally managed to thrust in the last few inches with a good, strong thrust of his hips, Simba crying out as he was speared on his fat meat rod.

"Mrrrr, you're so tight, Simba!" Mufasa growled, grinding his hips against Simba's rump, cock humping lightly into him and making him squirm even more.

"Y-you feel so good, Dad!" Simba whined, his hole instinctively clenching around the thickness inside it.

"Mrr, you ready, Son?" Mufasa smirked. Simba nodded quickly.

"F-fuck me, Dad," he begged. Mufasa obliged, hands gripping Simba's petite rump as he slid his cock out and then slammed it in again, getting another cry from his son.

He began pounding, the big, strong lion grunting loudly and growling as he worked back and forth, his low, deep voice mixing in with the high-pitched whimpering and moaning coming from his slut of a son, the younger lion pushing back and letting Mufasa push every inch of himself as deep inside him as possible.

"Ooh! Ohh, Dad! S-so good!" Simba moaned. "M-more!" He kept pushing back, his own cock bouncing between his legs as Mufasa worked back and forth, breeding the young lion prince's ass with reckless abandon. His balls slapped against Simba's body as he pushed forward, his strong hips working fervently back and forth and making loud slapping noises as they collided with Simba's furry cheeks.

"Nghh!" Simba grunted through clenched teeth, his eyes going wide when he felt that aching fuckstick of Mufasa's slamming against his prostate, stimulating his sweet spot and making his body quake. Every time his father's manhood hit that spot he could feel his cock fire a thick rope of pre across the rock he was bending over. If Mufasa kept fucking him like this it wouldn't be long before he'd cum hands-free, brought to orgasm just from the intense and merciless fucking his royal father was giving him.

"Dad!" Simba moaned, his voice shaking with submission. He huffed and panted, sweat dripping from his brow, his ass already sore from the brutal pounding it was getting. His shaft was a sopping mess of pre and it was only a matter of time before Mufasa sent him over the edge.

"How does it feel?" Mufasa asked, leaning forward and whispering into his boy's ear.

"S-so... good...!" Simba moaned in-between shaky grunts. He whimpered and whined, his whole body shaking and his cock ready to unload at any second.

"You need more, little slut?" Mufasa breathed.

"Mm! Y-yes!" Simba moaned loudly, clenching down hard around Mufasa's manhood. He was so close. He wouldn't be able to hold back much long. Mufasa gave him what he wanted and bred his prince's fuckhole even harder, hips working furiously at the young lion's ass, eliciting more moans and cries from the golden-furred feline who squirmed and writhed under him.

A few more hits to his sweet spot was all it took to send Simba over the edge. He tilted his head up, panting heavily with his eyes opened wide, giving out a loud, deafening roar of pleasure as the cock up his ass had him firing his hot load all over the rock in front of him, his cock throbbing with each thick rope he shot. Mufasa kept pounding, smirking down at Simba when he felt the prince's body clenching and throbbing around his meat. Every thrust Mufasa gave coaxed more and more of Simba's load to fire from that twitching, uncut dick. Simba's body was shaking, his legs turning to jelly as the myriad sensations coursing through him overwhelmed his senses and he went light-headed for a few moments before collecting himself.

"Oooh..." Simba groaned, barely able to keep himself upright after his intense orgasm, but the grip Mufasa had on his hips made sure he stayed standing, bent over with his tight little ass exposed. Simba could feel Mufasa's warm breath huffing across the back of his neck, blowing through his fur as the king kept breeding and using him, slamming away at him hard and deep and shoving every single inch of his cock into his son's body.

Mufasa wasn't too far behind Simba. After a few more moments of harsh, brutal pounding he felt his body preparing to unload once again inside his slut.

"Beg for it," Mufasa growled.

"Cum in me!" Simba moaned back almost instantly. "C-cum in me, Dad! Please!"

"Mrrrr! Here it comes, you little whore!" Mufasa slammed forward and continued fucking Simba's ass while he came, his balls throbbing as he fired several thick loads of cum deep into his boy's ass, filling his bowels with the stuff and making Simba gasp when he felt the hot stuff flooding him, covering and painting his walls. All the while Mufasa kept slamming in and out of him, pulling Simba back against his hips as he pounded.

"Mrrrr..." Mufasa gave out a deep purr as he finished up and gave Simba's ass one more hard thrust before his orgasm came to an eventual stop. "Such a good little whore, hehe." Mufasa chuckled and gave his son's ass another teasing smack before yanking his dick out of that used and stretched hole. With a groan, Simba collapsed onto the floor, lying down on the dusty ground and panting loudly.

"T-that was..." Simba left the sentence hanging, his mind to addled to come up with the right words. Mufasa just gave another chuckle and went to wash his dick off in the oasis water. Simba took a while to recover, his ass leaking his father's cum, his hole sore from the fucking it had just gotten.

"We should probably get back to your mother before she wonders where we've sneaked off to," Mufasa said, looking down at his exhausted son. "But, ah, you might want to clean yourself off first. I don't need any awkward questions as to why you're leaking cum."

"Uh... Uh-huh..." the exhausted Simba nodded.

With that, he forced himself over to the water and cleaned himself up, making sure his ass, face and body were clean of cum before finally grabbing his loincloth and heading back to Pride Rock along with his well-endowed father.

THE END