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The ground cracked beneath his feet, too dry maintain any firm structure. From horizon to horizon there was not a cloud in sight, and the trees were bare and leafless...not a patch or shade for miles in any direction.

"Why am I even here?" came a voice that broke the silence..."I thought this'd be fun...lions & safari and shit." A teenage boy came into sight. He kicked a rock out of his path in frustration. "There's nothing here." He continued "Just grass and dirt and people".

The boy in question was called Connor. Aged 16 years old and born in Bangor, Wales. So...why here? He often asked the same question. He was told it was a holiday...a three year holiday...in the middle of the ogova-whatever Delta. "*Sigh*...this is his fault...stupid bastard." He picked up a small rock and chucked it through the trees "13 years and you only show up when Mum dies. Where were you when she was sick?" voicing these feelings to his "father" only resulted in a crack upside the head. So he just tried to get away from the camp whenever he could. The camp in question was quite...Spartan. How could anyone expect to survive in such conditions for three years? All in the name of "research" or some bullshit. He supposed it wouldn't have been so bad if his ad wasn't there.

Every morning Connor would leave with some food, water and other equipment, every evening he'd return with nothing impressive to tell...but it was better out here than back there. Today seemed no different. "Hey Kid!" Eric, one of his Dads co-workers shouted "Remember. Back by six." He relayed the same message to Connor every day. And Connor had yet to follow it, Seven would be considered early. Not that he disliked Eric, on the contrary he was the closest thing Connor had to a friend. But hed rather spend the night under a rock than go back to his dad.

So, like any other day, Connor began to walk, by this time, he knew the area like his own home. He knew that the Kopje to his left was infested with snakes, he knew the bush to his right had poisonous sap, he knew to avoid the river banks, and he knew that the area contained very little wildlife, likely due to the heavy presence of people in the camp...Connor'd consider himself lucky if he saw an Antelope. The most exciting thing he'd ever seen was a Jackal, which had run off into the bush and been seen since.

Today was a little different. It was quieter than usual, normally birds would be singing constantly, here was very little singing that day. "Maybe something's scared them off." Connor thought to himself "A predator?...maybe I should head back...no. Fuck it." Danger or not, he couldn't miss his chance to see something for once. He decided to keep walking and keep an eye out for anything out of place. He walked for several hours along his usual route, his disappointment increasing with every step. He'd completely dismissed the idea of witnessing anything interesting by the time he heard it. Growling.

He jumped when he heard it. Twirling round rapidly, expecting to see a leopard or lion on his heels. He breathed a sigh of relief, he fear was unfounded. Listening more carefully he deduced that the growling was not directed at him, and was in fact some distance away, way off the path. Connor hesitated, on hand, he _really_wanted to what it was. On the other hand...he'd never been in that area before and...well, that sounded dangerous. He head the growl again...thought for a second and, with a deep breath, plunged into the unknown.

"Plunged" is as good a word as any, the foliage was thick and thorny. Connor had to cover his face and move almost blindly. If it hadn't been the dry season he would be able to see or move at all. Thorns scratched his skin and pulled at his hair. Finally, after what seemed like miles he plunged into the open. He bowed over to catch his breath for a moment. A tickle on his neck broke his exhausted stupor and he jumped and swiped his neck. "Ah!" He started as he founded a large spider there, he knocked it to the ground and quickly attempted to shake himself free of any more of the offending arachnids. Still uncomfortable, he decided to take his shirt off and shake it. Another growl caused him to drop it.

Connor jumped again...this really wasn't his day. He looked around, that growl was certainly much closer now. Forgetting his dropped shirt, he set off to find the source. The area he was in seemed to be quite rocky and difficult to traverse, but he soon found what he was looking for.

A Cage. A rather shoddy one at that, settled between a Boulder and an Acacia. It seemed to be built of wood and metal lashed together with rope. Within it seemed to be a huge mass of yellowish fur. Connor took a couple of cautious steps closer. He wanted a better look. Just as he suspected, it was a Lion. And a rather impressive one at that. A lot larger than the few he'd seen, and it seemed to be sleeping. He now took a closer look at the cage. "Probably Poachers...they trapped it and they'll come back for it later." He walked around slightly. Analysing it "I should go tell someone...but...it's too far away, by the time I get help they'll have come back." He sighed to himself "Maybe I should just-"

"Let me go."

"What?"...Connor looked behind him alarmed "Who said that?" He backed towards the cage. His back was resting on the bars when he heard the voice again. From behind him "I did"..._Connor swung around again, coming face to face with a large, and very much awake Lion _"What?..." "I did...are you hard of hearing?" The lion said. An amused grin on his face, or perhaps he was just baring his teeth. Connor struggled with a response. "No...I...uh...you...you're a Lion!" He stammered. "Really?...I hadn't noticed!" The lion responded somewhat sarcastically. The amusement of surprising a human beginning to fade. "But...how can you talk?" Conor kept stammering, much to the lions displeasure. "Because I'm special" He sneered "Listen Boy...As you can see, I'm in a bit of a predicament here. So I'd very much appreciate it if you were to let me out of here." Connor blinked. The very dangerous looking, talking lion wanted him to let him out of the cage...I must be unconscious in a ditch. Maybe a spider bit me. "You want me to let you out?...what if you eat me?" The lion rolled his eyes at this. "Always with the eating...Listen, I promise I won't eat you. I'm not even hungry" They boy didn't look convinced, so with a sigh, the lion said "Look, watch"_At this, he stood up, not four legs stood up. _Stood up stood up, on two legs! The lion must've been eight foot tall, though it was hard to tell as he was hunched over in the far too small cage. "I'm a person. Just like you...I don't eat people"..._His voice took a gentler tone _"I promise I won't eat you...so please, let me out." Connor swallowed and nodded. Stepping forward to inspect the door latch. It was just a simple bolt latch, not even a padlock. But he supposed that whoever set this trap was expecting a normal animal. In either case, it was in such a place that the lion could never reach. As connor fiddled with the latch, he asked: "So what happened to the people who trapped you? Poachers was it?" "Yes...they ran off when I spoke...And they didn't trap me! They shot me with some kind of dart and put me in here."

"Okay"...Connor finally managed to pull the stiff bolt free. Letting the door swing open. The lion stepped out and stretched his...arms?...skyward. Groaning. "Good to be free" Connor watched him stretch for a moment, then shook his head and turned. "Okay...uh, I guess I'll see you arou-" He was interrupted by a large hand grabbing the back of his neck, lifting him and slamming him against the cage. "I don't think so human...we're not done here" The lion growled. His friendly demeanour all but vanished. Connor stammered. Left nearly speechless at the lions sudden change of temperament. "But...you promised." The lion laughed at this. "Sorry boy. I said I wouldn't eat you." He leaned in and sniffed Connors neck. Then gave it a long lick. "But I can still have a bit of fun with you." "But...but...why?" Tears began to run down Connors cheeks. "Don't take it personally Boy." The Lion responded, pulling off his shorts "I've suffered a lot today at the hands of humans, and I have some pent up...aggression." He now began pulling off Connors boxer shorts. "But I am grateful to you Human, If you behave, I'll make sure you enjoy this. And If you an exceptionally good boy, I'll let you go home with all your extremities...intact." By now, Connor was completely nude and in his fear he found little time to be embarrassed. As he currently hung a foot off the ground, his back pressed against a shoddy wooden cage and his body held aloft by a massive furry paw on his neck. And now an anthropomorphic lion was threatening to rape him. Could this day get any worse? "Please..." he gasped out, his eyes pleading with those of the 8 foot bush cat. A cat responded with a light chuckle. "No point begging. I've made up my mind."_He dropped Connor to the ground. Giving him a chance to catch his breath and rub his bruised throat. The lion rubbed his own crotch,bringing Connors attention to His furry Balls and sheathe, with a red tipped cock beginning to emerge. _"Now...you're going to take what I give you...and swallow every drop...understood?" He didn't give Connor a chance to answer, lifting him up and forcing him into a kneeling position. And with a giant paw on the back of his head, he forced the boys face into his crotch.

Connor was immediately overwhelmed by the Musky scent of the lions crotch, he struggled slightly, pushing against the Lion, but the grip was far too strong. He stopped completely when he felt a claw point on his temple. "None of that now." The lion chided "Listen. They quicker you get started, the quicker we finish, the quicker we finish, the quicker we get home. Understand?...Good. Now...get started. Why don't you give my balls a good licking." The lion grinned. Pushing the youths head down. Connor whimpered slightly, giving up his resistance. He couldn't fight it, and the lion had a point. The sooner it started, the sooner it would end. Hesitantly, he leaned forward stuck out his tongue. Closing his eyes, he dragged his tongue across the Felines furry testicle. The first thing that hit him was the Musk, though he was somewhat used to the smell by now, the taste was a different beast altogether. Not particularly tasty, nor entirely unpleasant. He expected the flavour to be completely rank. This at least, was a moderately pleasant surprise. He licked again, harder now. The lion murred in pleasure. "Like that do you?...Well, there's plenty more of that. I want them soaking." Connor nodded grimly. And now started to take longer, harder licks. "Kiss them...suck them" the lion whispered, Pushing the boys head even closer to enforce his demand. Connor had no choice but to obey, kissing one of the furry cub factories, then opening wide and sucking. It was much to large to fit completely, but he didn't want to displease the lion and invoke his wrath. So he brought up his hand and cupped it, squeezing it softly. The lion gasped at this and brought his other hand over to caress the boys head.

"Good boy" He breathed slowly. "Now the other". Nudging his head to coax the human. Connor obeyed immediately, by now used to the practice. He slathered the second ball up more firmly than the last, eager to get done with quickly. Finishing up with a firm kiss and a firm sucking. He leaned back, a string of saliva connecting him to the lions testes. He looked up at the lion, who said: "Good boy. So far, so good...I think you know what's next." He nodded down to his sheathe, about half an inch of red cock sticking out." Lick the sheathe. Then, when I'm hard. Get sucking." Connor swallowed, nodded and leaned in. He was used to this by now.

What he wasn't expecting was how much stronger the taste and smell was. As he rubbed his face into the Lions Musky crotch, he felt himself get slightly aroused...this made him Blush, but the lion was to focused on the attention to notice. Mentally shaking himself, Connor forced himself to focus on his task. The sheathe tasted...rather pleasant actually, something Connor found surprising. But it made it easier to focus on pleasuring the beast...and before long. He was ready.

Before him bobbed a ten inch, pepper red manhood. The shape not all like that of a humans, it had a more tapered tip, which was dripping strong smelling pre, and sported small barbs along the edges. A quite inspection revealed that they weren't sharp, unlike those of the felines four legged counterparts. A small mercy he supposed, at least he ddn't need to worry about his mouth being torn up. His hands moved up and down the shaft, feeling the firmness, the moistness and the overwhelming warmth. The lion grunted at the boys hands caressing his manhood, but waned more. He thrust forward slightly...Connor got the idea.

He leaned forward and licked the tip. A drop of pre-cum fell onto his tongue...for a moment he just savoured it. It was far stronger than the Balls or sheathe, but not that unpleasant. With a sigh he leaned forward and took a couple of inches into his mouth. The lion moaned, the boy groaned not from pleasure, but from the overwhelming taste heat, and the pre squirting into his mouth...He must've been idle for too long, as the lions next action was to thrust forward slightly. Gripping the shaft firmly with both hands, Connor began to suckle on the first couple of inches the lion had given him. Pre practically poured into his mouth, the Lion must have been extremely aroused, he began to buck rather violently, Connor could barely contain the thrusts with his hands.

Suddenly, a paw pushed firmly on Connor head. The two inches Connor was rather contently suckling on suddenly became six, the tip stabbed at the back of his throat and pre began to pour down his gullet. Connor choked, panicked and tried to push away from the Lion, who held him firmly but pulled out slightly. Leaving four or five inches in, the glare he gave Connor told him to shut up and try harder. Shutting his eyes, Connor moved one hand to the Lions hip to stabilise himself, and kept the other firmly gripped around the shaft. Now, rather than suckling, he began to bob his head, letting his tongue flicker over the tip with each pass. The Lion seemed to enjoyed this immensely if his loud groans were anything to judge by, at this rate this wouldn't take-

"I'm coming!" The growled through his teeth...But showed no indication of releasing Connors head. If anything he held Connor even more tightly as the first spurts began. It instantly flooded his mouth, spurting between the seal on his lips on the lions cock immediately, Connor had to swallow over and over so he wouldn't drown, no matter how much he swallowed, more would leak out onto the ground between them.

Only after about 15 seconds did the flow stop and the lion released Connor to cough and splutter on the ground...the Lion eyed him and looked at the puddle on the ground. "Tsk tsk tsk...didn't I tell you to swallow every drop?...well seeing as you did so good, I'll let that one slide. You owe me one" The beast smiled, Connor caught his breathe and looked up at him. "So...can I go now?" He asked hopefully. The lions smiled faded. "Oh heavens no!" He knelt down to Connors level "That was just a starter"._Connors eyes widened. _"What?...but what do you...oh no" He realised what the Lion wanted. "That's right...now, this is going to hurt, but I bet you'll like it." This time, he didn't wait for Connor, he just pushed him onto his back and knelt next to him "Missionary sounds good" He pried Connors legs apart with ease and threw them over each shoulder. He then grabbed both of Connors hands in one giant paw and pinned them on the ground above his head, while his other paw gripped his cum covered shaft and lined it up with Connors virgin hole. "You don't even have to do anything this time. So stop fucking crying. I haven't even started yet."

Indeed Connor was crying. How had it come to this? Being raped by a lion man so far from home.

The lion lined up his tip to Connors entrance, rubbing it slightly to lube it up a little. Then began to push in. Connor gasped in agony. It hurt more than anything he'd ever experienced, he thrashed around and sobbed as the Lion entered a place no foreign object had entered before, the leftovers from their previous session helped somewhat in the lubrication process, but it didn't do much to dull the pain of the Lions too large member ploughing its way into Connors too tight rear end. Then, in a move that surprised Connor the lion stopped, panting. "Gods...you're tight." He gasped "You're doing well, halfway in. The hard part over...here, this'll help." As the lion began pushing again, he surprised Connor immensely by firmly gripping the humans' member and squeezing. Connor moaned at the unexpected contact, and clenched his abdominal muscles, inadvertently pleasuring the Lion, who was now fully in. It still hurt, but it was lessening slightly. "And now for the main event" The Lion announced. Pulling out slowly. Connor winced, both at the feeling of the vacating penis and the knowledge of what came next.

Wham! The lion thrusted in, Wham! the human cried out in pain, Wham! The Lion groaned in pleasure...all the time pumping at the Humans shaft. The Rhythm repeating for several minutes, The humans pain and discomfort never lessening, the Lions pleasure always increasing. The human felt pleasure as well of course, as the Lions cock slammed into his prostate over and over again. The Lions paw never casing its pumping. By the Time the Lion Climaxed, Connor had reached orgasm for a third time...but the pain never decreased.

It was an enormous relief to Connor when the beast finally approached orgasm and ceased his thrusts, with an almighty roar he exploded into the little human. Who felt the lions seed fill him from within, the heat was unbelievable.

Panting, the lion collapsed on the Human. Who in turn was panting heavily, recovering from the pounding he'd just received.

After a few minutes, the Lion pulled himself free and stood, while the Lion cleaned himself up, the Human found support on the cage and pulled himself up as well. "That was fun human...it's almost a shame this has to end" "Does that mean can go n-" The Lion struck him across the face, knocking him to the ground again. "Sorry human. That's out of the question, you satisfied me one way, now you'll satisfy me another" He stepped closer to the cowering human.

"So what's going on here then?" came another voice...this one sounded more youthful and playful. Both Human and lion turned to see a Bipedial Jackal to step out of the bushes. The Lion snarled. "What do you want Dog?...this is none of your business!" The Jackal chuckled. "On the contrary my dear pussy cat, I believe this is my business. You see, I live nearby and this awful racket could be heard for miles....why I just had to come and investigate." He wagged his tail and grinned at the two "Although. I am rather fond of stories. Perhaps you could indeed convince me that this situation is none of my Business...what, pray tell, brings a Lion and a Boy to such a position?"

Connor spoke first. "Help me! He's going to-" He was quickly silenced by a kick in the ribs from the lion. "Quit runt!" He might've kicked him again if not for the Jackal. "Now, now mr lion. There's no need for violence. If you wanted to speak first you should've said so!...Please tell me how you came to be in such a position" "I'm not playing this game with you! Fuck off" The Lion almost roared.

TheJackal grinned, lying on his back on the boulder above the cage. "Oh come on Lion...tell a pup a story?...I'll leave you alone if you do!" "Fine!...If you fuck off and leave me in peace" He groaned and began "So I was in that cage-"

"What cage?"

"That Cage!"

"This Cage?"

"Do you see any other cages around you stupid dick?"

"Okay, okay...So how'd the human get in the cage?"

"What?"

"The human. How'd he get in the cage?"

"He wasn't in the cage I WAS!"

"But you said-"

"NO!...Listen. I was in the cage, the human wasn't."

"Oh I see. So why were you-"

"This will go a lot quicker if you stop interrupting!"

"Okay, okay. Sorry...so the human was in the cage-"

"NO!.. He was...fuck it I'll show you!" The lion stormed to the cage, swung the door open, and climbed in "See, I was in the-"

Slam!

The Jackal swung the door shut and locked it in place.

"What the fuck?...Let me out!" The Lion roared "No, I don't think I will kitty...I heard all I needed to when the human spoke" The Jackal grinned, poking a stick through the bars at the lion, who promptly broke it. "You can't leave me here!" The Lion pleaded, much as he had when pleading with Connor. "I rather think I can...sooner or later, those poachers'll come back for you." He turned his tail on the Lion "And when they do...well, would you rather be poked and prodded in a research Lab, or hang on a wall of some tossers lounge?...that is one of lifes greatest questions."

Ignoring the Lions threats, the Jackal walked towards Connor, who tried to scoot away from him.

"It's alright Human...I won't hurt you" He said gently. Reaching towards him with one paw. "That's what he said" the human retorted, gesturing to the furious lion. The Jackal nodded. "I'm not him." He said simply, picking up the human with ease. He looked into the humans eyes as he said this. Connors calmed down a little.

The Jackal seemed Sincere...only time would tell.