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Life was pretty hard in the Outlands but the hyenas made do. In fact the unforgiving land made them a hardy bunch. They weren’t afraid of getting their hands dirty unlike those from the Pride Lands. The hyenas had to work much harder just to get a decent meal and that was true for Banzai, who was trudging his way back to the village with nothing to show for it. His tribe had made their home at the foot of a mountain, living in dens carved into the rock from those who lived before. The day was winding down and Banzai had been hoping to sit in front of the fire with something to sink his teeth into. He shared a den with Ed, who had already come back some time before, not only that but he had plenty of food.

“What the-” Banzai stammered aloud as the other hyena was sitting beside the fire with multiple fish skewered over the flame, being slowly cooked. Ed was biting into one of them, just finishing up. The sight alone had Banzai salivating and his stomach growled in a way that made him groan.

“Hey, Ed. Think you could uh...spare a fish or two?” Banzai asked.

Ed looked at him and then turned his head away. Banzai groaned. It wasn’t an unexpected reaction. Just a few days before he refused to share some of the zebra leg he had. Now that the tables had turned, Ed was giving him the same treatment but Banzai felt like he was seriously starving and just looking at all the fish was just too much.

“Oh come on, Ed. I’ll do anything,” Banzai groaned. Hearing that Ed perked up. He smirked and made a sound, pointing downwards towards his crotch.

“Y-yeah, even that…” Banzai groaned. This was another expected outcome. Hardly anything came easy or for free in the Outlands. Coin wasn’t much use in a land like this but bodies and pleasure were of great value. Ed made more noises and did some gestures that made Banzai shudder.

“All the way? Ugh, fine!” Banzai relented, making Ed smile.

The hyena picked up the end of the stick the fish were skewered on and he brought it with him, of course not trusting Banzai or anyone else not to snatch them. But most hyenas would think twice about doing so as Ed was one of the larger hyenas in the clan, being that way since he was young. Taller with some defined natural bulk that outdid Banzai’s. It made him a good warrior if he would take the role seriously. Instead of a den, Ed preferred to live in a stuffy hut.

Following him inside, Banzai was exposed to the reek of the hyena’s dwelling. The place was a mess inside, the air hot and musky. It made Banzai’s nose wrinkle, taking in the odors of sweat and unwashed clothes that were discarded in a corner, namely loincloths. Ed himself wasn’t much better. With unkept and scruffy fur, his body deeply musky from never being washed, layered with so much sweat and grime that he wore with pride like other strong, hard working hyenas. Ed’s hut was also positioned in a place that had the sun beaming down in the middle of the day, heating it up, meaning Ed was sweating often, spreading his musk around and building it up further. It was raw, animalistic, almost suffocating.

Ed set the stick and fish down but stood before Banzai. Banzai himself was nothing to scoff at, also being taller than most of the other hyenas with some bulk of his own but Ed had him beat out in just about every way and he was at the bigger hyena’s mercy.

Ed knew that too, smirking again as he reached down at his loincloth, all but snatching it off and using his other hand to push Banzai down to his knees, pressing the other hyena’s nose firm against his fat and heavy balls. Striking Banzai’s sense of smell was the pungent stink of the unwashed sack. Against his nose was the hot wetness of sweat that was almost greasy. Of all things Banzai could have felt, he inhaled and sighed with a smile spreading over his muzzle. Despite his complaining earlier, he was a sucker for some rank musk.

Water was better suited to be stored and used for drinking instead of bathing. It had been that way for so long that the hyenas developed a culture around it, with those with stronger scents having better favor. Of course the hot land would make anyone sweat a lot but there was a certain edge that came about naturally. Even one that toiled in the sun for days on end without washing couldn’t match the ripeness that came to some naturally. And Ed was one of those lucky ones that were naturally pungent, with everything else just adding to that. At this point all Ed had to do was walk into any space that was even partially closed off to fill it up with his head-spinning odor.

In order to get his meal, Banzai had to service the other hyena. With his stomach rumbling, Banzai started by lapping his tongue over the fat balls in a slow, teasing way. This had Ed moaning out but then he grunted when Banzai opened his mouth further, using his tongue to slip one of the balls into his mouth. He was proving how much he wanted those fish, starting out by easing in one sweat-coated orb after the other, fitting them inside and all but attacking them with his tongue.

Even if he were to lick and suck for a week straight, he couldn’t hope to clean away all the musk that had been built up for literal years but that didn’t mean Banzai couldn’t try. Even if he was doing this out of necessity, that didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy it. Already he was subjected to the biting yet addicting taste of aged grime and perspiration that mixed together into its own unique scum that Banzai was cleaning away, his tongue flicking and swirling all over the hot sack.

Ed was pleased but that was just the start of it. He had Banzai ease off but guided the other hyena just a bit higher, being his sheath. Again, Banzai responded by immediately sniffing and taking in the strong scent of sweaty hyena crotch, having it pressed right against his nose and lips. After a few more of these sniffs, Banzai gave the area some licks like before but this time he did wince from the sharp flavor that struck him but he kept going, making use of his tongue, covering as much area as he could at one time, tracing over the ruffled, almost sticky fur, hearing Ed groaning pleasantly above him.

Banzai continued with the licks, making them firmer and quicker, getting more of the musk on his tongue, smearing both old and new elements onto his palette. It was getting smeared all over his nose, lips, and muzzle. There was no doubt that other hyenas would smell Ed on him later on but he could care less about what they thought. No matter how he licked, doing it faster or harder, there were always more strong flavors and smells to be found. Smearing his saliva around was just making the fur all the stickier, rousing all the combined elements that had been soaked into it.

So far he had been tracing his tongue just around the sheath, having yet to actually lick at the opening but he felt that it was time to do so. But hovering his nose over it, Banzai grimaced from the powerful smell that filled it. He was of course picking up on more sweat, sheath grime, along with some urine that had gotten trapped in the furry pouch. The smell was enough to make anyone screw up their face or even gag and that made Banzai all the more aroused.

Ed let Banzai do his thing, basking in the eager licks that were given all over the sheath’s front, smearing his saliva across the opening. Even if Banzai hadn’t refused to share his zebra back then, Ed still wouldn’t have shared. How could he pass up the chance to get the other hyena to service him fully?

And Banzai wasn’t disappointing; after licking the outside, the kneeling hyena dragged over the opening again before digging into it, making the pouch expand. His tongue made contact with the sheathed hyena cock, licking at that as well. Tracing against the sheath’s walls, he was collecting more of the flavors: sweat, urine and grime that clung to the tip and the surrounding surfaces, being a clue that Ed had recently taken a piss. Naturally the already potent aromas were all the stronger within the tight space, usually left to build up in there. Wanting more all on his own, Banzai kept licking which gave Ed more pleasure at the same time, making the bigger hyena all the more aroused to the point that his cock was starting to slide out.

Ed pulled Banzai back again, wanting him to wait until his cock came sliding out fully from the sheath. The pouch itself was widening around the inches that slunk out. Dark colored, wide and long all the way through, Ed’s cock was like a club that reached just past a full foot in length, throbbing with strength. Like the rest of the hyena’s body, the veiny flesh was visibly greasy and with its appearance came a wave of hot cockstink.

“D-Damn, Ed. Did you rub the fish on your dick?” Banzai asked as he endured the full force of the smell. It was strangely appealing like finely aged cheese.

Now that all of his length was out, Ed gripped the base of his cock and let it flop onto the other hyena’s muzzle, draping itself right over Banzai’s nose. Banzai instinctively got a whiff of the cock’s smell, which immediately made him moan from the head-spinning sensation that overtook him. Ed chuckled and proceeded to grind his cock against Banzai’s face, smearing its coating and sweat all over the already sticky fur, adding to the rankness already on his muzzle.

With his senses getting all but consumed by the fog coming from the musty cock, Banzai’s whole body shuddered from the rush that came over him. It pulled him into a trance of sorts, making his mouth water and his heart beat fiercely. He looked up at the tip to see there was already so much dark colored precum oozing out, the fluid itself having its own grungy smell.

Ed pulled Banzai’s head back, keeping a grip on it; positioning before pushing Banzai’s head down again, shoving the other hyena’s open muzzle down onto his own dick, feeling it slipping past Banzai’s lips and over his tongue. Banzai was snapped out of his trance somewhat by the intrusion but was melting and moaning when the harsh flavor of aged sweat touched his tongue. His tongue was already moving about, lapping about to get even more of that tang, a thick film that was the product of everything that had come in contact with the cock recently. Not just sweat and grime but also pre and seed that hadn’t been fully wiped away before slinking back into the sheath.

Banzai relished it all, wrapping his lips around and sucking on the huge dick as best he could, his own heart racing from the thrill coursing through him. The moans that came from Ed was just an added boon to everything else that was already making his cock pulse against his lifted loincloth. By now that section was soaked with all the precum he had been leaking so far.

Without being told, Banzai took the tip into his mouth and swirled his tongue all over the tip and shaft of the smelly cock, taking in more of the inches, performing the first bobs of a proper blowjob, feeling how truly thick the cock was, pressing his tongue down while the top of the cock was firm against the roof of his muzzle. Keeping his lips firm around the girth, he shoved his own muzzle forwards, taking as much of the cock as he could fit, pulling up and doing it all over again, all while keeping his tongue moving, giving as much as he could to the bigger hyena.

Ed was shuddering heavily from the feeling, letting out a hefty jet of precum that glazed Banzai’s tongue, causing the other hyena to moan from the additional flavor. He continued to swirl his tongue about, smearing the precum back onto the shaft itself, pulling back again to tease the glans, getting Ed to grunt even more. There was plenty of sweat trapped in even the tiniest of crevices.

With full enthusiasm, Banzai continued to take Ed’s cock, slipping his muzzle up and down the huge length, lapping up every bit of precum that he could get. Ed wanted more and pushed his head down, breaching his throat and making it bulge as the full length of cock was going in, ending with Banzai’s nose being pressed into the thick, greasy bush of pubic fur. Having more of his cock buried inside had Ed groaning even louder, enough for those passing by his hut to know what was going on.

That hand on Banzai’s head remained, holding it in place as Ed started to thrust his hips, the motions happening firmly, stuffing the cock in even further, making Banzai’s throat bulge even more. Grunting, biting his lip, and even drooling a bit as he started to use Banzai’s throat as a sleeve to thrust into, doing so roughly as he stuffed the whole length of his stinking dick in over and over again.

His throat being plugged, so roughly gripped by the bigger hyena and moved about in the way he saw fit. As best as he could, Banzai was working in time with these ruts that kept his mouth full, swallowing the heavy splurts of precum that were being released. The more they did this, the more that Ed’s cock was throbbing, getting to the point that it was clear his climax was approaching. Knowing that made Banzai really excited. His precum was already so potent in taste and smell so the idea of him taking that load…

To his own surprise, Banzai felt his own body spasm, his hips bucking as his cock was spurting against the already wet fabric of his own loincloth, wetting the cloth even further and even cumming through it. Climaxing while still sucking on Ed’s dick, his moans and pants were coming out muffled. Looking down, Ed could see the other hyena’s eyes rolling in time with more ropes being flung from his cocktip.

With a growl, Ed shoved Banzai’s head down again, this time keeping him there as his cock was pulsing harder than ever. As the other hyena’s nose was buried in the muggy crotch fur, Banzai was sniffing hard and flicking his tongue all over it. That was all Ed needed, throwing his head back and groaning aloud as the first ropes of his potent, thick load were surging into Banzai’s mouth and throat. It filled Banzai’s throat and flowed back into his maw, giving him a full taste of the nearly tar-thick spunk as it took up more space, requiring Banzai to swallow hard and multiple times to get it all down into his stomach, which worked to solve his problem of hunger to some degree. He was still doing his best to drink it all down when Ed suddenly yanked his cock free and shot out some thick ropes that streaked across Banzai’s nose, over the bridge of his muzzle, and even between his ears. A groan came as he swallowed the last of it down, looking up at Ed and his messy cock.

As Ed had requested at the start, they were going all the way with this. So Ed grabbed Banzai again, this time getting off the other hyena’s messy loincloth and tossing it to the side. He brought Banzai down to the cot that was discolored from soaking up so much sweat and dirt for so long. Having Banzai lie on his back while he got in close and on top, having them in the missionary position.

Ed was poking his wet cock against the other hyena’s hole, doing a bit of teasing before pushing his way inside, causing a pleasured yet strained groan to come from Banzai, taking the thick cock that was being driven in deeper into his depths, making the other hyena’s midsection bulge a bit as Ed burrowed into the tightness and heat, giving another thrust that shoved the last of it inside. As Banzai was reeling from the sensation of being stuffed full, Ed grabbed his head again, shoving it into his pit.

The moment he realized what happened, Banzai started to sniff right away while his nose was shoved into the damp, greasy space of the other hyena’s underarm. It was all over, getting soaked into his muzzle, and being all over as his nose was stuffed in so deep. Again he felt his head becoming fogged from the heady reek that filled his nose. It was so good that his tongue came out and licked at the thick, scruffy fur, combing through it and coating the oral muscle in the combined sweat and greasy film, causing him to moan against the sweat-logged pit.

Ed felt that as well and let Banzai continue as he pulled back and thrust forwards again. His cock was moving about with ease thanks to how slick his cock was, along with more precum being spurt inside already, making the sounds of his pumps loud and wet. The force of him being fucked was making Banzai moan all the louder against the pit, reacting to the direct pleasure of his ass being pummeled by the strongly surging cock, all while the rest of his senses were overwhelmed by the pit reek.

The thrusts coming from Ed were done with added force, rocking Banzai’s body even more as he growled deeply, powering through the strong clenches of the other hyena’s hole. With the cum and pre getting smeared all over the surrounding walls, Ed took it upon himself to thrust in all the harder into Banzai’s ass, making the smacks of their bodies connecting all the more prominent.

Being fucked like this while having his nose and tongue subjected to so musk raw musk, it was just too much for Banzai. He was left shaking as he came hands free for a second time, his trembling body tensing as his cock was shooting out more cum onto himself and Ed’s belly.

Ed felt this and the added clenches of Banzai’s hole from his climax. It emboldened him, rocking the other hyena’s body even more, leaving Banzai a moaning mess that was at his mercy. All the while his cock was throbbing so hard against Banzai’s walls, pumping more of his precum so deep inside, making use of it to jam his cock in and out with what felt like no resistance.

He gave it all he had, slamming himself against Banzai, who was still licking, sniffing, and kissing his raunchy pit. In time with another hard clench of the other hyena’s hole, Ed hilted and came. His cum erupted out and flooded Banzai’s guts, pumping them full and making the smaller hyena’s stomach visibly bulge out. Banzai felt like he could cum all over again, panting desperately into Ed’s underarm as he felt the thick heat taking up space inside of him, bringing with it so much heat and weight. If he wasn’t already laying down, he would have collapsed right then and there. All he could do was groan weakly when Ed eased off and pulled out.

So soon after cumming, Ed was acting yet again. He brought his muzzle in close to Banzai’s hole, taking in the other hyena’s musk that was strong in his own right and very appealing to him when combined with the pure ripeness of his own cum. He pushed his snout to Banzai’s stretched tailhole, directly sniffing. It was as if he was trying to snort up his own jizz as it was oozing onto his muzzle. He was going at it eagerly, even grinding his nose and muzzle against the hole, smearing the musk and cum all over his face. As he felt his fur getting painted and the smell clinging to him, Ed’s tongue was lolling as his sniffs came deeper and for longer.

Ed finally went ahead with plunging his tongue into the stretched hole, pushing his way in deep, making Banzai moan out all over again. The thick oral muscle was quick to start moving about, grinding firmly against the surrounding walls, exploring the passage while getting his tongue coated in his own spunk. He worked to clean away the mess he left before, not wanting it to leak out. Savoring the bitter, sticky substance, Ed was letting out continued moans and slurps as he gradually slurped up the cum, enjoying every bit of flavor that was even more unique from Banzai’s own butt-grime being mixed with, along with the sweat that coated the other hyena’s hole. All of it kept him hooked and lapping fervently until there was no more seed within. Only then did he pull away and wipe his legs, leaving Banzai on the cot while he went back to the fish, pulling two off the stick and bringing them back to Banzai.

“T-thanks…” Banzai panted as he took them, feeling almost too tired to actually eat them. He had done all of this to get a meal and yet his stomach was bloated with so much cum right now…

Leaving Banzai with his meal, Ed padded over to the loincloth that had been tossed aside before but it wasn’t his own. It was the loincloth that Banzai had been wearing and that he had cum into. While Banzai continued to lay on the cot, Ed was making himself busy, shoving the musky loincloth to his muzzle, eagerly snorting against it and licking away the cum that coated the fabric, leaving them both with something after all of this. While indulging in their spoils the two continued to bask in the heavy stink of musk and sex hanging in the area, feeling their respective excitement tingling within them…

Ed had finished up the last of the fish he had, having two less than before because of a deal he made with Banzai. The mute hyena wasn’t very concerned about that, knowing where he could get more. It was a bit of a trip but well worth it in his mind. That fish was some of the best stuff he had eaten in a while. But it wasn’t something he caught by himself. No, it had actually been given to him by a lion of all things. The lion had just offered it to him at the time. But if Ed wanted more he would have to meet the lion again after sunset. As that time was drawing near, he was getting all the closer to that place where he met the black maned feline, just on the border of the Elephant Graveyard that would lead right into the Pride Lands. The tribal hyena got there just as the sun started to set, looking around for any sign of that lion or the fish. He was left waiting for a while until he started to think the feline wasn’t coming, and that the trip would leave him empty handed.

“I knew you would be back.”

Ed perked up when he heard that smooth voice. Walking into view was that lion. Dark fur, a black mane and distinctive scar over his eye, the feline was a lot more dressed compared to Ed, clad in a full outfit, a fancy looking one now that the hyena really noticed but even then he was more concerned about the fish.

“Is this what you were looking for?” the lion said, presenting a row of fish that were connected by a rope pushed through their tails. Seeing it, Ed nodded quickly with his tongue lolling out of his mouth. He walked up to the lion but stopped when the fish were tucked away behind the feline’s back.

“Not so fast. Getting these fish was hard work on my end and this time I’m going to need some compensation,” the lion explained.

That wasn’t the case last time. Scar was aware of a hyena that liked to prowl about the Elephant Graveyard, not looking for food but looking for objects and trinkets that were left behind. Sometimes the rain washed things away and they would find up in the stretch of Outland territory that led right into his own homeland. That time Scar presented the hyena with the fish, asking for nothing in exchange and that was on purpose. He knew the hyena would come back for more and from then on he would start charging for his services.

Though he was a part of the Pride Lands’ royal family, Scar was pretty down on his luck lately. For some reason he was the only one who didn’t have abundant funds at his own disposal. Ever since the birth of his nephew it felt like they were all trying to pretend he didn’t exist. He was hardly acknowledged anymore, left to fend for himself. If that was the case, he would seek to make his own path, but to make it on his own he first needed some coin and realized the neighboring land was brimming with unrealized potential.

“The first time was free but from now on the fish will cost you,” Scar said, making his point clear.

Ed tilted his head and then reached down to where his pockets would be but he of course had none, wearing a simple loincloth. He didn’t even have a satchel attached.

“I see...I should have figured...” the lion groaned. What had he been thinking, thinking he could get coin from a land so infamously steeped in unrelenting hardship? Lately he hadn’t been able to think straight at all. It felt like there were walls closing in on him; that time was limited and at any moment he would be cast out from his home, no longer needed or wanted...

While the lion was spiraling, Ed was still looking for something he could trade, not expecting to be doing so. He didn’t have anything on his person...but then he recalled the barter between him and Banzai...

He got Scar’s attention and when the lion looked over again, the hyena had pulled his loincloth to the side, exposing his loins and gyrating his hips in an enticing manner.

“You, uh...” Scar stammered. “I suppose that is something of value...” He didn’t expect it at all. The sheer surprise took his mind off other things, giving him a moment of clarity that made him realize that what he really needed was some relaxation. He was alone, not just with his swirling thoughts but with his own pent up state. It wasn’t just the other members of the royal family that shunned him but most of the lionesses too...

“V-very well. I shall accept it,” Scar said, doing his best to keep his tone even, though he found himself becoming charged with a mix of arousal and excitement. He had laid with males before but never one like the hyena. They all came with the Pride Lands, who all operated with a level of poise and control, as if eyes were constantly on them. But before him was someone so...simple. He was still thrusting at the air, making his balls swing, not at all concerned about how that would make him look. Instead of endlessly groomed fur and stuffy clothes, the hyena was out and about as his truest self. With scruffy unkempt fur that was sprinkled with dust from the earth, a loincloth that was looking pretty worn and even walking across the ground on his bare feet. Taking it all in, Scar was honestly feeling jealous. A part of him very much wished he could live so simply...

He got lost in his thoughts again, but was snapped out of it when the hyena was right in front of him, no longer wearing his loincloth. A big hand gripped him and pushed him down to his knees, getting him eye level with the sheath and balls that were much bigger up close. The furry pouch was indeed hefty looking while the balls under them were low hanging and perfectly rounded.

Still having a hold on him, Ed guided Scar into getting his muzzle all the closer to his sheath. Scar was finally snapped from his overthinking when it was right in front of his snout. More than close enough to really observe how sweaty and matted the sheath’s fur was. In fact that was true for the whole of Ed’s crotch area and thighs. Scar could almost feel how greasy it was just by looking at it, seeing discolored splotches and lines from years of sweat caked on top of itself, all moving in the same direction, leaving permanent marks in the pelt. With his nose hanging just a few inches away, Scar could also feel the heat radiating from the pouch and he thought he could see what looked like steam rising from it or was that the hyena’s unwashed state given visible form..?

Ed pushed again, connecting the muzzle and sheath. Scar groaned as he felt the wet, sticky thing touching his nose and lips. Assaulting his nose was the extremely potent reek that oddly made his mouth water more than anything else. He dared to actually inhale, willingly taking in the scent into his nose and lungs, even as the overwhelming bite struck him with greater force. This was very much the product of untold days-worth without a proper wash and he was in contact with all of that. It was a strange feeling; a level of disgust but also something else. His heart was racing and he wasn’t trying to pull away either. He couldn’t deny that it was strong enough to make him feel dizzy.

He kept inhaling and though it was still making his nose wrinkle and burn, he found that he was able to handle it with more ease than before, taking deeper breaths and keeping himself against the sheath willingly, getting more and more familiar with the grizzly musk. It was then that Scar realized that this was something he never experienced in the Pride Lands. Everyone back home was so prissy and afraid to really take control and get rough, especially since he was a royal but the hyena either didn’t know or care, taking the lead and directing him.

Ed shifted his hips, aligning the muzzle with his sheath’s opening. Coming from it was an even stronger smell of sweat and musk that was trapped within the tight, constantly wet space.

It sent an even stronger rush through the lion to see that Ed’s sheath was starting to swell even more from the length it still kept hidden. He decided to do something he never did before with any of the Pride Landers, acting on his own accord. The more he inhaled it, the more the heady sheath-stink aroused him, getting to the point that he couldn’t contain himself anymore. He gave the area a few sniffs before flicking his tongue against the pouch, getting a taste for it as well. Just the surface of his feline tongue rubbing over it was enough to make Ed tremble and moan.

He took the first step and nothing bad happened. So he went even further, skipping a few steps and going right for pressing his lips to the sheath, grinding the fur of his muzzle against it, letting the sweat rub off onto his fur, marking him in the other male’s pungentness. It was slathering his nose and muzzle, riling him up all the more he smelled and tasted it. That’s when he started licking, pushing his tongue inside of the sheath, grinding against the muggy, sheath-grime coated walls.

Ed’s body was shaking from the greatly increased pleasure, feeling the tongue rubbing against two sensitive surfaces at once. Meanwhile Scar could feel more of that musky heat flowing out from the sheath now that it was opened up by him. Once Scar got started, his own excitement fueled him into curling and flicking his tongue about, collecting more of the sharp flavors of sweat and other aged fluids, all while milking more noises of pleasure from Ed.

Scar responded to this by moving his tongue even faster, keeping it tracing about in the sheath, cleaning away the grime that was so abundant. It was slathering his taste buds. He knew it was dirty and yet it was exciting him so much. He explored the sheath as much as he could, all while Ed was biting his lip and groaning from how it felt. The way that Scar licked about told Ed he had experience but he could also tell that this was all new for the lion at the same time. He was going about it with a sense of fervor, as if this was something he had always been waiting to do, even if he didn’t know it...

Ed pulled the lion back and Scar wondered why until he saw the sheath swelling even further, making way for the tucked in cock that was finally starting to rise. Ed had managed to hold it back until now, huffing as the length was sliding out, already shining from the saliva and the additional grime that lay beyond the just tip, coating the rest like a film. Scar was just looking on as Ed got fully erect, left to wonder how the hyena kept a nearly foot long and club-thick shaft like that contained. He continued breathing in the bigger male’s musk, watching the shaft pulse and leak in front of him. The sight alone had his mouth water all over again and he became aware of the twitching in his own pants.

Paying attention this time, Scar saw and understood the motion that Ed made, nodding as he reached his own hands out and took hold of the hyena’s girthy and weighty cock, there was no hesitation in wrapping his smoother hands around the sweaty and greasy feeling shaft. He ran his hands along it, starting to stroke the length, using the wetness that he was responsible for. Having the cock fully out of its sheath released a greater density of cock-musk, hanging in the air like an unseen fog. That and the precum starting to leak trail down from the tip had Scar feeling like his lust had been recharged.

The lion was again surprised when the cock was let go by Ed, flopping right down and hanging right in front of his lips. With the throbbing flesh before him, Scar just opened his mouth and brought his tongue out again. Ed was again treated to the traces of the feline’s tongue, which gave the tip a series of slow traces. He did this while sniffing as much as he could, taking in more of the hyena’s scent, which had become downright intoxicating to him.

With a grin on his face, Ed roughly gripped the back of the feline’s head directly, digging his claws into the groomed mane. After that the feline’s head was pushed down as Ed thrust his hips forwards, plunging his lips past the lion’s lips, over his tongue, and even into his throat. Again, Scar was completely surprised but also felt a rush of exhilaration from being treated like never before. Nobody from the Pride Lands would have dared to treat him like this, but the hyena was doing it all without hesitation or second thought.

A muffled groan came from Scar but it was one of approval, his expression adding to that as their gazes met. While he didn’t fully appreciate his windpipe being stuffed like that without warning, it was a completely new thing for him to feel so much cock throbbing firmly past his lips. He didn’t even realize that he had taken the whole thing until he noticed that his nose was already pressed into the hyena’s dense, sweat-logged crotch fur. Ed’s hand kept him in place for a bit, making the feline adjust to the feeling before easing, letting the lion pull back, giving Scar the feeling of the thick cock grinding firmly against his oral walls. But when the tip was past his lips, Ed pushed again, stuffing the muggy erection back into his throat depths.

As the length was sliding back and forth, he was given a taste of the cock’s sweat and precum as it got slathered over his tongue and lapped it all up eagerly. He realized what kind of position he was in: on his knees, getting his pants dirty. He was in the tribal hyena’s grasp with his throat stuffed with such a large cock, letting himself be used and led by the other male. But there wasn’t any shame in submitting himself, in fact he was falling in love with being on the receiving end all over again. He did his best to keep up as Ed started to move his cock back and forth.

The hyena was huffing from the lips that kept themselves wrapped and the tongue that was textured differently than the smooth-topped hyena tongues he was used to. He quickly grew fond of the new feeling, keeping his hips moving while Scar was doing the same with his mouth; rubbing along the bottom and sides whenever he could, swirling and sucking on the tip when it was pulled back and deliberately working his throat against the inches when they came surging down again.

Ed was undoubtedly huge but the longer they did this, the easier was becoming for him, not just handling the cock itself but the exotic mustiness that was intensifying as Ed was starting to sweat from the humid area and the effort he was putting into his actions; thrusting in faster, reaching his cock in even deeper than before. Of course Scar never received a throat fucking like this before; Ed was getting all the more excited, making him take all of it. Releasing all of his musky precum that was coming out with such thickness. As his cock was hilted and his crotch fur was pressed to Scar’s nose, the hyena’s heavy balls also came swinging in to smack into the royal lion’s chin, churning as they kept pumping the fluids through the plunging shaft. They were flinging spit, sweat, and precum about, making an even bigger mess of Scar’s facial fur, marking him more in the wild male’s scent.

As Scar was letting out muffled noises, Ed’s pants and groans were let out in the open. He expressed how good it felt fully, his tongue lolling out and flinging drool as he kept humping away into the oral passage that was slathered in layers of his own hot, slippery precum. Even though his hips were moving so much already, the hyena was still holding back but it felt so good that he wanted to get every bit of it that he could. His other hand joined the first, both keeping a firm hold on Scar’s head.

He didn’t need the lion to bob his muzzle anymore. Doing it all himself, Ed was humping the royal male’s mouth all the faster and harder, intensifying all the elements already experienced before. Scar was truly at the Outlander’s mercy, feeling his heartbeat racing while his throat was getting absolutely reamed. It felt like Ed wasn’t just pounding his cock but also his grime and musky essence. With every pump he could feel more of it rubbing onto him. There was so much precum that was leaking down his chin, trailing down his neck and oozing onto his shirt. All he could smell was the unfiltered rush of Ed’s pure and aged crotch stink.

During all of this, Scar was just doing his best to endure but this was already way beyond what he could have predicted for himself. He was starting to gag a bit, his eyes growing misty as a reaction, but looking through that, he could see the pleasured expression on the Outlander’s face. Ed grunted and hissed as he managed a final thrust that wasn’t as hard as the ones that came before. Ed didn’t shove his cock in as far as he could but still pushed it in deep.

The rush of his climax had him regain some of his sense and Ed didn’t want the lion to be overwhelmed by the deluge of extra thick and sticky cum that was surging into his throat with force, requiring him to swallow right away. Feeling the rushes of heat flowing down into his stomach, it sent that same heat through the rest of his body, it had Scar’s whole body and his erection straining in his pants. But for now he focused on the strength of Ed’s pulses and pulling the flavorful substance down his slick feeling gullet. In time with the pumps he could hear Ed’s noises, his expressions of blissful pleasure, continuing as his heavy sack was drawing up against the feline’s soaked chin.

Scar was still on his knees when the shaft was pulled free, giving him a chance to fully breathe in the musk tainted air, swallowing down the last of the cum in his throat but the taste was still there in full force, lingering on his tongue. Ed continued to stand before him, with his cock still erect and coated in cum, same with his thighs. Observing the amount of seed just in those areas was staggering for the lion. Ed didn’t seem at all fazed by the sticky fluid clinging to those spots and Scar could guess that was part of why the area was so discolored, having plenty of absorbed cum there in addition to everything else.

As Scar was processing what happened, Ed was actually feeling pretty bad about how things played out. He actually didn’t mean to be that aggressive but the lion’s actions had felt so good that he couldn’t resist. His body was just moving on its own, seeking out more of the pleasure that had come from the lion’s mouth and throat. Of course he couldn’t apologize verbally but he could through action.

Scar was surprised to be picked up and carried a short distance onto a large rock with a flat, smooth surface, like a natural bed made of surprisingly comfortable stone. But once he was lying down, Ed’s rough hands were tugging at the lion’s clothes, his claws pricking at the high quality fabric. Getting his garments marked with seed was one thing but he wouldn’t be able to easily explain if they were ripped up. So he took it upon himself to start unbuttoning his shirt, eventually giving the mute Outlander the sight of his bare chest as the shirt got off.

But that was just the start of it. A curious hum came from Ed when the lion’s hands were down lower, unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning the top of his pants. Ed just watched as the lion got those off as well, leaving him in just his tented underwear. By then Scar was deliberately putting on a little teasing show for the watching hyena, noticing the way that Ed was becoming more excited in time with the underwear sliding down further, up until the feline’s own erection was out in view and Ed seemed to approve.

Taking them off fully, being just as nude as the hyena, Scar had an inviting smile on his face, offering himself to whatever Ed had in mind next, seeing the excited spotted male slinking up from the end of the rock and reaching out. For some reason it wasn’t at all expected that Ed would grab his length of all things, getting it coated in the precum leaking out. Given the rough treatment he received so far, he expected something of that same caliber. But what he got were smooth and tender strokes that made use of the slick fluid, pumping up and down to make the feline moan and squirm right away. This was also something he couldn’t recall. Usually if he was offering himself to a Pridelander they were so focused on their own feelings and moved things along so quickly, likely just wanting that thrill of fucking one of the royal lions, even if he was lowest ranking one...

But Ed was taking his time, exploring and admiring the feline’s shaft, even if it wasn’t as large as his own, feeling it pulsing against his rough hand, which excited him even more. In addition to stroking, Ed moved his muzzle in even more, flicking out his tongue but diving his muzzle down while using his other hand to reach down and lift Scar’s rump upwards. Just enough to give Ed the space he needed to bring it close enough for Scar to feel the puffs of hot breath on his tailhole. Happening right after that was the first drag of Ed’s tongue, pressing itself to and sliding over the tender rim, smearing its warm, musky saliva over the area. As this was done, Ed’s hand was still stroking the pulsing shaft.

The hot and thick tongue was being put to use, smearing more of its wetness all over the sensitive surface, rubbing over it in a steady, controlled manner. Like Ed had before, Scar was taking notice of the tongue’s texture and how it moved about, sending more waves of pleasure through him, causing his breathing to get deeper. The licking was starting to open him up, making him gasp aloud when the tongue’s tip started to press against it, gently worming its way in.

A rush of pleasure was forced into Scar, making him moan even more and arch his back. A low chuckle came from Ed as he slid more of his tongue inside, feeding more of the thick and saliva-coated muscle in further, reaching into the lion’s depths but doing so in a way that brought nothing but pleasure. Scar prepared himself for some strain but it didn’t come. Instead the feelings just got better still as the hand and tongue were pumping together to bring about intensifying waves that left him reacting to every bit of it. By now Ed’s hand was slathered in precum, which made it all the easier for him to jerk the lion’s cock. As he rimmed at the same time, he felt the soft walls squeezing on his exploring tongue, doing so in time with his prods and presses.

The dual sources of pleasure, coming from Ed’s hand and tongue at the same time, were keeping the lion on the cusp of his climax. He was kept teetering on the edge, taking heavy breaths to steady himself and last as long as he could, but it was all the harder when he looked down to see Ed’s hand moving and the small bobs of his muzzle in time with every lick. Even while so far down his body, Scar could still smell the heavy aroma that came from the hyena, even stronger from the sweating that Ed had done from all that humping. There was so much of the smell clinging to himself as well, his facial fur still being damp and sticky from some seed still sticking to him and sweat that was rubbed deep into his pelt.

Ed maintained the pace of the stroking but went further with his tongue, showing how skilled he was with it, getting it to go in even further, grinding along the surrounding surfaces with more force. The pressure put on the feline’s sweet spots kept Scar reacting in an increasing manner, his body trembling and some instinctive grunts leaving him as the edge was all the closer, too much for him to hold back.

After the next lick and stroke, Scar was roaring out from his climax. Seed shot out from the tip of his cock, further glazing Ed’s hand in even more of the fluids. Ed stopped stroking but continued licking about, rolling over the prostate multiple times, knowing that touching the spot would be milking out even more of the fluid. He listened to the pleasured pants and grunts that came from the lion until his orgasm died down, leaving him taking heavy breaths.

Ed started to ease himself onto the flat rock but there was only so much room. So he decided to pull Scar in closer to him so they could both be on it. Scar didn’t mind at all, being so close that their chests were touching, looking each other in the eyes. Being so close to him, Scar could see that it wasn’t just Ed’s crotch but his whole body that was layered in sweat and scum that had his pelt permanently ruffled. He could already feel some of that hot wetness soaking into his own chest fur. They way they were positioned, he could feel Ed’s cock grinding in between his rumpcheeks, smearing its fluids right over the hole that had been so deeply rimmed.

Of course this made the royal aroused all over again. He was struck with a sense of need, not just from the large erection directly teasing him but also the cloying miasma of unwashed hyena that poured into his nose. The more he interacted with Ed, the more that Scar grew used to and even fond of the ripe yet intoxicating stench. He leaned in against the Outlander, breathing in the unseen fog that was rising from Ed’s body, looking him in the eyes again and nodding. It didn’t need to be said. With his confirmation, Ed was already acting. Enthusiastically so, he got a hold on Scar, holding him steady while maneuvering his own hips to prod his tip to the lion’s hole. There was more than enough preparation and natural lube to smooth things along, even for someone of his size.

They both moaned when Ed started to push his way in, using the saliva-lubed walls and the seed still coating his cock to ease the thick and lengthy erection past the clenching rim. Ed at least held back enough to not slam the whole of his cock in all at once, feeling the gradual submersion of his inches, them being hugged by and sliding against the snug walls. Scar was already trembling as Ed’s hands moved up to Scar’s back, keeping them close to the point their chests were touching and lightly grinding against each other. While it wasn’t much in the grand scheme, it meant a lot to Scar, a degree of tenderness that clashed with Ed’s overall wild demeanor.

“Give it to me, you Outland beast. Don’t hold back,” Scar said with a lustful desperation. Ed smiled and nodded. In the vein of what the lion asked, he thrust the rest of the inches inside, feeling the bulge in Scar’s stomach pressing against him. A gasp came from Scar, his body trembling but he felt nothing short of sheer sexual elation, not just touched so deeply, but having his walls stretched around the girth, feeling the pulses directly against his anal lining.

After a moment of both reveling in the feeling, Ed truly started things off by pulling back, tugging his cock from the lion’s depths before pushing his way in again, making sure all of his inches were shoved in and his plump balls were pressed against Scar’s rump. He was given control and made use of it; already he was thrusting in firmly, filling the lion deeply, touching multiple sensitive spots with so much force. All of this was making it hard for Scar to keep his own composure, his body shaking uncontrollably from the rush that coursed through him. They had only just started and Ed was already giving him so much, stuffing him so deeply over and over again.

Without being touched directly, his cock was throbbing so hard and leaking precum onto Ed’s own pelt, which was grinding against him, smearing him in more of the dense almost sticky sweat, marking him even more in the Outlander’s funk. But Scar embraced it: the strength of Ed’s hold pulling him in tighter before things picked up. Ed was pumping his way through the overly lubed passage. There was so much that every push and pull produced audible squelches and slurp noises. As more time passed, Ed was doing more, taking things further, putting more on Scar that he was left to endure.

He could feel Ed’s pants puffing hot on his neck, the thumps of the hyena’s plump balls knocking into his backside. Being gripped so firmly that the Outlanders’ claws were almost digging into his skin, Scar embraced all of it, even the thick, potent reek that was hanging heavy all around him. His whole body was pulsing from the exhilaration of someone gripping him and using him like this. The hyena had no idea that he was a prince, giving him the kind of treatment anyone else would receive: hard ruts that kept his depths penetrated and his cock throbbing so much without touch. It was hard for him to think about anything beyond him wanting more as the tension rose within him.

The next thrusts from Ed were enough to make him cum right then and there. Letting out strained gasps, Scar leaned against the sweaty hyena, his body tensing in time with the seed shooting out from his length, splattering onto the Outlander’s lower stomach. While he was cumming so hard that he could nearly see stars, Ed was still going strong, grunting as he pumped through the rhythmic clenches that were executed with greater strength from the feline’s climax.

“Don’t stop!” Scar demanded. “Let it all out inside of me!”

Giving the last of what he had, Ed was powering his way into Scar’s deepest parts despite how hard the squeezes were. Baring his teeth and letting out a deeper growl, the Outland warrior Managed a final thrust that buried all of his inches inside, keeping them there as his balls, also firmly pressed against Scar’s backside, were churning fiercely and drawing up, sending volleys of seed into the royal male, sending surges of the fluid into the maned feline. That same potency that all but flooded Scar’s throat was rushing in him, bringing a cascade of heat and the incredibly satisfying sensation of being seeded like never before. Hearing the savage growls from the hyena in time with the gushes, more and more seed coming and taking up space, making his already warm and full feeling stomach inflate a bit more to make room for it all. Even then some of the excess was still spilling out around the stretched rim...

“I....I suppose that’s sufficient payment,” Scar managed to get out even though his head was still spinning. Thankfully Ed was still holding onto him, the firm touch used to keep him in place had changed to something tender and gentle as Ed laid flat on his back upon the rock, having Scar lay on top of him, their bodies still pressed together as the basked in their afterglows, a final grunt coming from Scar when the shaft slipped free.

“One good favor deserves another...” Scar said as he regained his senses, taking Ed by surprise when he slunk down the hyena’s body, easing over the chest and stomach, going down until his muzzle was again aligned with the crotch that was a mess with thick, musky cum. But he went a bit further down, focusing his first efforts on the balls, lapping his feline tongue over the grungy sack to clean away the seed.

Moaning in reaction to this, Ed quickly understood and allowed the maned big cat to continue, looking down to see Scar licking further, applying more pressure to really get into the fur, lapping away as much of the mess as he could.

Moving beyond the sack he went up to the shaft itself, where the amount of cum was several times larger. But the potent flavor and sheer thrill of the act was enough of a motivator. He allowed himself to not act like a prince. To get messy and really savor the tastes of Ed’s essence with the traces of his own hole. There was so much to clean away, meaning there was just more and more cum waiting for him. He started with lapping all over the outside, tracing over the underside and reaching up to the tip. Once he got there, the lion opened his mouth and pushed his mouth down slowly, still cleaning away the remaining mess, finding that he had an easier time of taking Ed’s cock into his mouth this time, licking and sucking on the inches passionately, hearing the hyena’s moans becoming deeper.

He even pushed it into his throat and started to bob his muzzle, suckling up and down the shaft, collecting as much as he could until the shaft was left with just the saliva on the surface, aside from all the grime and musk that remained after all of this. Scar could only guess that it would take a lot of time and effort to truly clean away so much layered filth. He felt the job was done and pulled back to slide his mouth free.

But a sound of surprise came from him when the hyena’s big musky hand was on his head again, keeping it in place. The tip was still just past his lips. Just as Scar wondered why Ed was keeping him from easing fully off, there was a deep sigh of relief coming from the Outlander. Following it was the unexpectedly fat line of dark colored piss spraying right into his muzzle. It took Scar by surprise and he pulled his muzzle back even more but that just resulted in him the hot fluid blasting his already messy facial fur, quickly soaking it.

The force of the urine was washing away some of the cum that clung so fiercely but it of course left him marked with a different kind of reeking fluid. Ed was just full of surprises, and yet again Scar found himself being struck with a kind of excitement that was completely new to him. This was something he had never even considered and yet getting doused in the other male’s potent liquid waste was making his breathing hitch all over again.

He opened his mouth again, letting it flow over his tongue, bathing his taste buds in its bitter but strangely appealing flavor. In addition to this, he also had the lingering tangs and smells of cum, sweat, and jizz on him too. It took no time for his muzzle to become flooded and even as he swallowed, there was still plenty leaking from the corners. So Scar pushed more than just the tip in, wrapping his lips around so he could more effectively drink down the piss, letting out muffled hums like gulping the salty, musky fluid straight from its source. The more he consumed, the hotter his already cum-heated stomach felt.

He had to do a lot of swallowing just to keep up with it all. It seemed as soon as he gulped, there was just another rush of it flowing to take its place. There wasn't a whole lot of it but Ed was pissing for so long too, still groaning from the relief of draining his bladder. All he could smell and taste was the fluid’s sheer potency. Eventually the final grunt came when the last of Ed’s fluids were flowing out. That’s when Ed’s hand eased off and Scar was allowed to actually pull away entirely.

Of course the lion hadn’t expected things to go this far when he first asked for something in exchange for the fish. Even though he was a mess, it was an experience that was well worth the effort of catching and bringing some fish, which the Pride Lands’ waters had more than they knew what to do with. He decided to stay there a bit longer instead of immediately going back, letting Ed get the fish for himself, which the hyena was all too excited to get up and do so. “Hmm, I think this could be the start of a wonderful friendship...” the lion said to himself.

“What’s this about, Ed?” Banzai groaned as the bigger and smellier hyena was all but dragging him away from the village and into the Elephant Graveyard. Ed was doing so rather excitedly, gibbering so quickly that he was much less understandable than usual. But there was something up pertaining to his friend. It was only just very recently that Banzai realized that it didn’t make sense that Ed was repeatedly getting bundles of fish. There weren’t any streams or rivers in the Outlands substantial enough for that. No, the hyena had to be getting them from somewhere else.

But he didn’t think Ed was taking him to the place related to that because they were in the Elephant Graveyard, an even more desolate place with nothing but dusty old bones that made up its namesake. “What the hell are we even doing here, Ed?” Banzai asked but Ed held his hand out, gesturing for Banzai to be quiet. The first hyena rolled his eyes but he then became aware of a sound, the approach of footsteps. Looking in the direction he saw there was someone walking up to and then past the border. It was a lion! Seeing that, Banzai was going to spring into action but Ed held him back rather easily, holding him firmly by the scruff.

“Ed, what’s-”

“Oh, did you bring a friend this time?” the lion asked. This time he made sure to wear more plain clothing, first looking at Ed and then at the smaller hyena glaring at him.

“Friend? Ed, what is going on?!” Banzai snapped.

“Ed? So that’s his name?” the lion asked, to which the bigger hyena nodded happily.

“And how do you know him?” Banzai asked.

“Ed and I have a...working relationship. I bring him some fish and he gives me some much needed relief,” the lion explained.

It took Banzai some moments to process the info and when it clicked he went wide eyed. Now it made sense where Ed was getting the fish from. But then he got angry about it all over again! Here he was scrounging for any scrap he could get when the other hyena was practically getting fat on fish just being handed to him.

“So you’ve been fucking a lion for fish?!” Banzai snarled at Ed. Scar took a step back but Ed was unfazed, still having a goofy grin on his face. Banzai’s expression softened as he groaned, pounding his fists to Ed’s firm chest. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier? What kind of friend are you?”

“So you are his friend?” Scar asked again.

“Yeah I am,” the verbal hyena confirmed. “And you are?”

“The Prince of the Pride Lands...at least I used to be. But I’m hardly anyone now thanks to my brother...” Scar said, his tone gaining some coldness.

“How come?” Banzai asked. Though they were neighboring lands, the hyenas were much too busy just trying to keep things afloat. They could care less about the daily goings of the Pridelanders that lived in excess they could only dream of.

Usually Scar didn’t like to dwell on his situation, especially since it felt ridiculous complaining about his still-privileged position compared to the hyenas that were clad in nothing but loincloths, living very simple tribal lives. But they seemed genuinely curious so he decided to regale them of his life story...

“And that’s where I find myself now...” he eventually finished.

“Damn. That’s messed up,” Banzai said, which Scar wasn’t expecting to hear. If anything he was prepared for the hyena to give him an earful for whining about his lesser royal position.

“If I was next in line for the throne but got booted by a kid...I would be more than pissed,” Banzai continued. “I probably would have made them both ‘disappear’ if you catch my drift.”

“You would?” Scar asked.

“There’s not a hyena around here who wouldn’t just to live in the slums of the Pride Lands, let alone be a royal of any kind,” Banzai pointed out. “You’re not gonna let them just toss you to the side, are you?”

“Well...” Scar looked down at the ground. “I’m not very liked there in the first place. It's not like anyone would vouch for me.”

“Who cares. It’s your right, isn’t it? No wonder they just passed you over. You didn’t put up a fight for the spot!” Banzai pointed out.

“Royal or not, I’m just one lion. There’s only so much I can do on my own...” Scar said dejectedly.

“Oh for the love of...” Banzai groaned to himself. His eyes landed on the fish again and he perked up.

“Tell you what. We might be able to help you. If you need numbers, there’s no shortage of hyenas who would do anything you say for a few of those fish. We could set up some uh...negotiations, but it's gonna cost ya...”

Ed nodded, swinging a hand down to snatch and lift up Banzai’s loincloth, pointing at the other hyena’s crotch.

“Yeah, that’s the idea, Ed,” Banzai said before looking back at Scar. “Sound like a deal?”

Scar really started to think about it. The other lions insisted the hyenas were kept in the Outlands for a reason, that they couldn’t be trusted. But he had all the leverage, all the means of keeping them in line. He then looked at Banzai and Ed. Though the second hyena was smaller, the firmness of his body and definition of his chest displayed his strength. These were two who lived their whole lives in the Outlands, a harsh land that forced them to adapt and work through it or be overwhelmed by their environment. The royal lions had power of course but most didn’t know how to really get their hands dirty.

If Banzai’s words were true, he could command a whole tribe of strong hyena warriors to not just confront his brother but to overthrow him completely! That would serve him right for treating his own brother like dirt.

“It’s a deal,” Scar said, walking up to the hyena and shaking his paw, feeling the firmness and strength in Banzai’s grip.

“Good. The name’s Banzai by the way. Now-” Banzai was all but shoved to the side by Ed. He and Scar had been doing this for a while and the bigger hyena was eager to have some fun before getting that fish. He also saw no reason to keep waiting when they could get right to the fun stuff.

What Ed had in mind was getting hold of Scar, all but shoving the lion’s snout into his sweat-logged pit. The first thing Scar felt was the heat rising from the skin and fur. The sticky wetness of sweat both fresh and aged that was still trickling down to further soak his muzzle. Having his nose push firmly in, his nostrils were buried deep into the thick, oily pit fur.

Banzai felt ready to panic and was going to ask what Ed was doing but then he saw Scar sniffing at the area, not even recoiling from the strength of the pit-stink, letting it flow into his nose before exhaling in a clearly pleasant way. He kept his nose stuffed in deep, willingly siphoning the smell into his lungs with a smile. He took the grungy underarm reek straight to the head, letting its effects race through him. As his head was spinning from it, Ed kept him close, allowing him to take in as much as he wanted, even if his knees went completely weak.

Even to Banzai it was obvious that the royal lion was loving it. That surprised him even more because he knew better than anyone else just how unwashed Ed was in general, let alone his underarms; the especially dense fur there soaked up a ton of sweat and kept it stored there. Just thinking about it was making the smaller hyena excited but so was watching a lion...a royal lion openly embrace the stink of an Outlander.

He wasn’t just smelling it; Scar gave the first lick to the area, pressing his tongue in against the pit fur from the start. His feline tongue was good for combing through fur, getting itself streaked in a thick layer of mixed dirt and pit scum. By now he had gotten used to and relished the earthy, pungent tang. Still having his nose in so deep that it was pressed to the muggy skin, Scar was all but snorting the stink up, keeping his tongue moving through the hairs. Ed just kept himself in place, letting out small groans from the tingles that came, the arousing tickles of Scar’s tongue sweeping along. He could feel his pit getting all the wetter from the lion’s saliva...

Ed thought that was enough for now. He pulled Scar off and directed him towards Banzai.

“What are you-” Banzai’s arm was gripped and Ed’s other hand shoved Scar’s face into his pit for him. Like had done before, Scar proceeded to inhale the aroma coming from the other hyena that he didn’t know that well. But what he did know was that Banzai wasn’t that dissimilar to Ed. While not as strong, there was still more than enough musk and wetness to make Scar shudder and nearly drool on himself.

Banzai shivered as he felt his pit getting huffed. Seeing Ed get that kind of treatment was one thing but the lion was shoving his nose in deep and humming as he exhaled, clearly enjoying his own raunchy smell. It was actually rather flattering. He wasn’t as naturally musky as Ed, his own stench coming from the hard work he did on a near daily basis, working hard for the sake of the tribe. The heat of the Outland sun added to that, all coming together to make a thick, grizzly smell that Scar already couldn’t get enough of.

As he had done for Ed, the dark furred lion proceeded to swipe at the musky area with his tongue, running it through the scruffy pit fur, making sure to thoroughly explore the space, getting his taste buds slathered in even more of the second hyena’s sweat both old and new. The deeper he dug into the fur, the grungier the flavor he found, unearthing the stuff that had been buried beneath the newer layers. All of his motions were making the pit even wetter and stickier from the slightly dried stuff being re-wetted.

On his own accord, Scar pushed his mouth all the closer to the pit, having his lips against the skin as he started to suckle on it, all but siphoning the flavor from the fur, still swirling his tongue about to collect every little bit he could get, being hooked on Banzai’s taste and smell, which flattered the second hyena even further. His uncertain expression turned into a smug confidence; keeping his arm lifted, he let the lion get as much as he wanted, very much enjoying the sensation of the feline tongue brushing along the tender area. A bit and Scar was pulling away, needing to take a proper breath but the smells of hyena pit musk were still clinging hard in his nose.

Ed already had something in mind and communicated it to Banzai by whispering in his ear. Scar couldn’t hear but he could see Banzai’s expressions changing and then he snickered. “You think he’d like that?” When Ed nodded in response, Banzai just shrugged and went along with it. Easing back a bit so Scar could really see, the pair of scruffy, sweaty hyenas removed their loincloths but turned themselves around, presenting their rumps to the lion.

“Ed thought it best you show us just how willing you are. If you’re serious about overthrowing the king then it's time to prove it,” Banzai said as he and Ed exposed their asses to the lion, reaching back to grope one of his cheeks and pull it to the side, exposing Scar to the sight of his sweaty hole. The sights made Scar grunt. He had been doing more and more with Ed, becoming more open and comfortable with things that he had never done before. But this was something that would be new. While he had gotten rimmed by Ed plenty of times, he had yet to ever do the same in return.

Ed was presenting his hole as well, even swaying his backside in an enticing manner to lure the lion in. And it worked; he got down on his knees before him and when he got close enough, both hyenas moved and Scar found himself all but sandwiched in between their firm, toned rumps. Pressing against him on either side, he was melting from the feeling: the heat radiating from their asses, and the sweat that coated not just the holes but the rough furred cheeks themselves. The most unwashed areas of their bodies, Scar was struck with the force of dense under-tail funk.

“Ready when you are,” Banzai said in a teasing way. “You can start with whoever you want.”

Scar chose to go with Banzai first, turning his head and pushing his snout in between the cheeks, feeling them getting wet from the more pungent sweat, getting to the rim and running his tongue along it without hesitation. Scar had to hold himself back to not lick the hole too quickly, keeping his excitement in check. In doing so he got the earthier tone of butt sweat on his tongue, its sharpness making him shudder. After that first lick he went in, no longer going slowly or carefully. He practically dug in sweeping over the sweaty surface, gathering as much of the dank smells and taste as he could, letting the dripping sweat soak into him.

He pulled back and did the same for Ed, pushing his muzzle in and making use of his tongue to sweep over the rim, wetting it further with his saliva, hearing the taller hyena already groaning from what he was feeling. As much as he could, Scar was also filling his nose with the smell that was making his whole body tingle. Licking up and down, he was gathering as much of the abundant stickiness as he could, not thinking much about where it could have come from. Instead was drawing his tongue in circles, tracing over the area that winked firmly in response.

The two hyenas pushed their rumps in all the closer, putting a more of a squeeze on the lion but he could handle it. In fact he was loving it. He kept going back and forth between Ed and Banzai’s asses, getting into a rhythm of sweeping his tongue all over the respective rim, inhaling the rich ass-stink that hadn’t dulled at all despite how much he licked. That was true for the flavors as well, keeping him motivated to continue. He was even starting to pick up on the distinctive tones that made Ed and Banzai’s musks different from the other.

Naturally, Scar’s enthusiasm excited the pair of hyenas in a quick amount of time. Already their respective cocks were sliding out of their sheaths, pulsing and leaking heavily. As the tracing over their holes grew faster, the two were grunting deeper one after the other, feeling their rims getting all the warmer and slicker from more and more of Scar’s saliva.

Going back to Ed, Scar continued his licking but was applying more pressure that started to spread the rim, causing Ed to hiss but it wasn’t from pain. The bigger hyena pushed back even more and then started to pant from the way his hole was getting spread around the feline tongue. Scar, feeding the wet muscle in gradually, was moaning as spreading the rim was bringing out even more of the heavy musk and a stronger flavor that emboldened him.

Ed felt that Scar was teasing him, agonizingly so, which caused him to start grinding his ass against Scar’s snout, smearing the saliva and sweaty scum all over it. Sensing what the hyena wanted, Scar just went for it and pushed his way further in, darting his tongue inside and sweeping along the surrounding walls. He immediately enjoyed the taste of them and the way they clenched down on his moving muscle. He did this for a bit but made sure Banzai wasn’t left out.

Banzai made due by teasing his shaft a bit, listening to Ed’s huffs and the wet sounds of Scar’s licks, but it was his turn to jump and gasp sharply when he felt the feline tongue return and push against his musky hole, keeping the pressure up until the tip made its way past the rim. Scar capitalized and continued pushing, sliding the textured tongue past the ring of muscle and along the tender walls, causing Banzai to shake even more.

Going in eagerly, the moaning like proceeded to sweep his tongue all over the walls, wetting them with his saliva, feeling them clenching down already as Banzai started to moan like Ed had been before. It was hard to contain himself when the tongue was already grinding against his sweet spots, giving them firm presses and drags. But what really struck Banzai was the texture of the feline’s tongue really being put to use, sending shocks through him every time a spot was touched and stroked. While doing so Scar continued to drink in the tastes and musk, finding more differences when comparing it to Ed’s.

Hearing Banzai’s moans fueled Scar’s actions, causing his tongue to burrow deeper and find Banzai’s prostate, giving it direct touch. Once he heard the louder hiss and groan, the lion knew that he found the right spot and continued to give it attention, letting out more moans against the clenching rim. Licking all about, feeling his own untouched length throbbing so hard in his pants, the front getting wet from all the precum he was leaking... Scar would have fallen into a trance just from rimming Banzai but the grinding of Ed’s butt against the other side of his face got his attention.

He pulled from Banzai and turned around to push his tongue into Ed, picking up where he left off, but also noticing that the hole was just as musky in taste and smell. Despite all of his licking, it was as if none of the sweat or grime had actually been cleaned away. He pushed through the hole’s clenches, finding the prostate like he had Banzai, attacking that spot and listening to the bigger hyena’s heavy pants. Like Ed’s outward strength, the clenches of his passage were strong as well, requiring the lion to lick all the harder to keep himself in that spot.

It wasn’t long after this that Banzai started to rub his butt against Scar, wordlessly demanding for his turn again. And in the process he was smearing the thick mix of lion spit and his own hyena butt-musk all over the side of the feline’s face, marking him further. Going back and forth between them, Scar gave Banzai and Ed as much attention as he could, leaving the pair panting, their wet and stretched holes winking. The two pressed their rumps to both sides of his face again, doing a bit more teasing grinding just for the fun of it before completely easing off.

“Ed did say you were good with your mouth. Let’s see how good you really are,” Banzai said with a sneer, reaching and pulling Scar in. With the lion’s mouth already open, he grunted from the way his length was enveloped. Banzai had a large, musky cock of his own that Scar took on the challenge of taking, having enough experience to get most of it down in one go, humming as he felt it spreading the walls of his throat.

Giving the tribal male direct pleasure but also showing how skilled he really was, Scar was already bobbing his head back and forth with a smoothness, pushing more of it into his throat each time until it was fully hilted, having his nose pressed firmly to Banzai’s crotch, taking in the grizzly smell that was coming from the area, having its distinct bite that was different from what came from Banzai’s tailhole. But it was no less intoxicating, making the lion’s eyes roll and his body shudder immediately. He kept his nose there for a bit, feeling it getting smeared in the mugginess.

Moving his muzzle back and forth, he made sure to move his tongue about, tracing it along the shaft’s underside. With most of it staying in his throat, he could feel how firmly the length was pulsating and leaking already, the squeezes of his windpipe brought more pleasure that milked out plenty of precum too. Taking and swallowing the substance, Scar was going further to also give the tip traces and swirls when pulling back. It was bringing out more flavor but also provided plenty of lubrication that made it easier for Scar to take it all down into his throat again.

“Oh... So that’s what a royal’s tongue feels like?” Banzai asked in a teasing manner. As if to respond to his words, Scar pulled back again and gave his tip more direct licks. The sensations that came from this made the verbal hyena gasp. It wasn’t just the contact but the way that it was moving about, swirling and flicking with such controlled tenderness. Scar was moaning as well, gathering all the sweat and grime that remained even after so much licking and grinding of his throat walls against the cock.

As Banzai’s moans were growing louder, Scar looked over and saw that Ed was close by, pleasuring himself to the scene playing out before him, panting as he was stroking his cock. His focus was put back on Banzai when the hyena’s hand pressed itself to the back of his head. Banzai started to take control as he grunted harder, pushing with his own hips to stuff his cock in much further, grunting aggressively from the tight squeeze that he found he shaft in. It was a surprise, but Scar did his back to act in time with it, purposely working his windpipe while the length was stuffed into it, hearing Banzai’s shuddery groan as he did so.

“Yeah, that’s it. Now let’s see how deep you can really take it!” Wanting even more, the hyena pulled Scar’s head back and slammed it back onto his engorged meat. Scar took it all, relishing the warmth that pulsed beyond his tongue, feeling his throat bulging further, and hearing the sounds of Banzai’s moans becoming all the louder. With the hyena maintaining control, he made sure the Pridelander was continually going back and forth; every time he would be shoving his musty dick down into the receiving oral passage, hearing Scar’s muffled noises and the added squeeze of more precum getting swallowed.

It was all happening over and over again but each time there was more fervor. Pushing harder and faster, releasing more fluids, feeling the pleasure rise. Banzai couldn’t get enough, especially being so pent up from working hard in the tribe lately. Scar was getting more from this even though his own cock wasn’t being touched, still tucked away in his pants. But he didn’t mind that at all for now. Instead he was basking in the pure arousal that was coursing through him. In the time since he met Ed, the lion had invited some Pridelanders to his chambers but found that they couldn’t give him that same thrill that both Outlanders were giving him so easily. Just by being themselves, they were making his whole body pulse and his desire for them was through the roof.

If all of that wasn’t enough, Scar had endless nosefuls of cock stink to breathe in and flavors that weren't diminishing even after his countless licks and sucks. He kept going though, savoring every bit that he could get. He was almost sorry that he had to clean himself up thoroughly before returning home. More than ever he wanted to march up the other lions boldly wearing the mess and stink of the hyenas’ on him...

Showing just how much he really wanted them, he made use of his hands, making contact with the hyena’s balls. Palming and rubbing them, he was smearing their greasy sweat all over while feeling how hard they were churning. He stroked and teased the balls and passionately as he could, hoping to match the way that his tongue was still moving about. It seemed to be working because Banzai was tilting his head back, his chest heaving from the sensations that had him nearly seeing stars.

Banzai wanted every little bit that he could get but wasn’t sure how much longer he could last. Every bob, lick, and suck was pushing him all the closer to his limit. They were happening one after the other. Scar wasn’t letting up, keeping the sensations coming without pause. Looking down, he could see how intensely focused the lion was. In this moment Scar wasn’t acting as a royal, but more like a common slut that was so desperate to swallow down a large, musky cock. After a few more of these sucks and licks, Banzai was reacting by arching his back and raising his voice, managing another thrust that hilted his cock in completely. He kept his grip on Scar’s head, holding the lion in place to make sure that every drop of his seed would be received.

His tongue hanging out of his mouth as he shuddered, Banzai let the rush overtake him completely. It surged just like his cum, which was jetting out in time with every throb. Scar felt it too: the pent up streams of hot and incredibly viscous seed. It was quickly filling his throat and mouth, meaning he had to swallow hard and quickly. And Scar didn’t disappoint when it came to drink down the searing hot and rich loads. His hums and gulps could be heard as he pulled it all downwards to his waiting stomach, feeling the heat transferring there and building as more and more seed was taking up space there. The spurting cock was planted so deeply that Scar’s nose was endlessly assaulted by the ripeness that was even stronger, the crotch fur even wetter from all the sweating Banzai was doing now, those greasy balls pressed against his chin could be felt pulling up and pulsing as they expelled their contents through the hefty shaft...

Scar didn’t realize he managed to drink it all until the last spurt came and Banzai was pulling his head back, allowing him to take a full breath of the musk-tainted air. Banzai was looking more than satisfied as his cum-slathered shaft was still standing up and twitching. “Fuck that was good, kitty. I really wanna go again but I don’t think the big guy can wait any longer.”

In much better mood now, Banzai had no issue literally turning Scar to face Ed, who was raring to go after all of that waiting. “He’s all yours.”

Though it was so soon after drinking down so much seed, Scar found himself raring to go again. Ed’s cock was already slick from his own precum, the shaft itself radiating a heat and virile reek that had the feline’s mouth watering all over again. Getting close he treated the tip to some tender traces of his tongue, running over the ever girthier cock that he was very familiar with by now. He knew what Ed liked and hearing the mute hyena’s first groans was further recharging his sense of need. So his licks got firmer right from the start, replacing the wetness of the precum with his saliva while he got to savor its potent taste.

Feeling like he was just being teased and so riled up from what he saw before, Ed grabbed the lion and pulled his muzzle in. Scar felt his lips being parted but welcomed the challenge of fitting the bigger length in. Banzai going first did a lot to warm him up and it didn’t take much for him to adjust and welcome the greater length in, feeling the throbs and leaking precum glazing his already marked tongue. Even with the cock still being pushed in, Scar was already sucking on it, licking and slurping in a way that was even lewder than before. He was falling deeper into his own lust, letting out more of his “wild” side that was fostered by the hyenas’ ways rubbing off on him.

Ed looked down to see his cock gradually disappearing past the feline’s spread lips, getting all the closer to the base as Scar was bobbing his head at the same time, his tongue swirling all over whatever he could touch, savoring all of the harsh and tart flavors of sweat he missed before along with all the new perspiration there was to collect on his taste buds. It was so good that Ed pushed again, finally plunging the whole of his cock into Scar’s maw, making the bulge in his throat return but it was even bigger now. A gush of precum was released, making Scar groan from the force of it being released but he managed to swallow it all the same, feeling the heat trailing downwards to his still-warm feeling stomach.

Maintaining the control he had, Ed resumed with his thrusting, doing so with speed and power from the start, determined to keep stuffing his cock all the way down to the deepest parts of Scar’s hugging esophagus. Since he had done so much jerking earlier, the bigger hyena didn’t need that much to get off. But he was going to enjoy the silky oral walls and lapping tongue for as long as he could. It ultimately didn’t take that much longer for Ed to grunt deeply, his planted cock starting to swell and his chin-pressed balls lifting and carrying their contents along.

From there, the bigger hyena’s cum was blasting out with full force, getting the lion’s mouth filled with so much musky jizz in such a short amount of time. With the tip already stuffed so far down into his throat, the substance was gushing right down into Scar’s stomach, joining Banzai’s loads that were already inside. It didn’t surprise him at all that Ed was cumming harder and letting out more than Banzai; he helped with that as the swallowing was making his oral walls knead on the pulsating and shooting shaft.

Though he could handle Banzai’s loads, Scar yet again found himself becoming overwhelmed by the rich waves of thick, heady spunk that was coming from Ed like always before. As best he swallowed, Scar still wound up overwhelmed by the amount that was still coming out so plentiful and hot. But even as the seed was spilling from his mouth, Scar embraced it with a hum and listened to the climatic growls coming from the mute, wilder Outlander. When it was all done he was released and like Banzai, Ed’s cock was still erect and pulsing even after all of that.

Ed was already going ahead, getting his hands on the lion, working to get his clothes off, which Scar assisted in. With these being more common clothes he didn’t mind them getting ruffled and even a bit torn by Ed’s impatient movements and his claws. Once the clothing was off entirely and Scar was nude before there, Ed was moving in further, getting behind and aligning his erection with the lion’s backside.

“Wait a minute!” Banzai growled, butting in and pushing Ed to the side. “How come you get to go again?” Ed said something in response that just made Banzai growl even more. It seemed the two were starting to be more focused on each other, going back and forth about who would be the first to have the next round with Scar, leaving the lion waiting with growing anticipation, especially when he looked at the pair of rough, firm bodies that were pressing against each other.

“Boys, boys!” Scar called, getting their attention. “Hasn’t anyone ever taught you to share?”

The two hyenas calmed down a bit and Ed said something that made Banzai blink. “At the same time?” he repeated. “You think he can handle that?”

Scar wasn’t sure himself but the very idea had his whole body tingling. “We won’t know unless we try.”

“You’re on,” Banzai said with a smirk. He and Ed stepped away from each other and both approached the lion from both sides, working together to lift and hold him up. They got in all the closer, having the lion sandwiched between them. Ed pressed to his back and him facing Banzai, he was already feeling a rush just from their firm, sweaty bodies keeping themselves so close to his own.

“Ready?” Banzai asked him. Scar managed to nod, being so charged with excitement that he found it hard to even voice his readiness.

Going ahead with his confirmation, the two hyenas shifted their hips, pressing their naturally lubed cocktips to Scar’s tailhole. Banzai went first, pushing his way in, spreading Scar and using all the slick fluids to sink in further, feeling the greater tightness that what the throat had provided. With more than half of his cock in, Ed acted and did the same, pushing forwards and sinking his tip in past the already spread rim, making them all groan aloud together. It wasn’t just that Scar’s hole was getting stretched all the further, but Banzai could feel the other hyena’s bigger cock sliding against his own, pressing his length all the closer against the surrounding walls, making it feel all the tighter for him.

Ed didn’t hesitate to start rocking his hips to probe his way in deeper so Banzai followed suit, not wanting to be outdone. That left Scar to endure the pair of large hyena cocks. But to his own surprise, he wasn’t just handling it but feeling more pleasure than strain, even as his insides were getting further filled by the throbbing pair that were releasing more precum, further wetting his passage. It seemed the hyenas had fallen into their lust and the pleasure, not willing to stop now that they were grinding their cocks together but also against the squeezing borders. With the last of their respective inches getting in, they were thrusting in roughly, keeping the royal lion gasping and moaning from being pushed so far.

He never thought that he would be able to take all of this but now that he was, Scar was reveling in the wild, rough crashes of feeling that were forced into him. From both sides the hyenas were grunting and huffing while pumping their way in, stuffing in all of their inches and making their balls smack against his spread rump. He could already feel the seed that coated their lengths smearing all over his walls, in addition to the precum they were letting loose now. All of these fluids were adding to the reek hanging in the air. But that was just a part of the overall pungent fog surrounding him. Coming from the hyenas in the front and back, harshly grinding their unwashed sweat-slicked bodies against his own.

Looking down at his body, Scar saw an additional bulge in his stomach, happening in time with the cocks being pushed all the way in. There was so much happening at once that it was hard for him to keep track of it all. If it weren’t for the hyenas holding onto him, he would have been a collapsed mess. His moans were coming out freely just as much as the more aggressive grunting.

All around were the smells of sex, sweat, and deeply aged musk. With every sharp breath he was drinking in the dense aroma that was only getting stronger from them sweating more. He couldn’t get enough of it, wanting nothing more than his body to be marked in full with the brutes’ filth, for it to be so deep in his pelt that he couldn’t ever wash it out.

Banzai and Ed were more focused on simply on fucking the moaning lion, having the full length of their cocks inside, but there was still so much more they could do. Nodding to each other, the two acted as one. Together they began to thrust even faster and harder, making use of the strength that had their hip and leg muscles tensing and flexing. Going even further, Ed and Banzai got fully into it, their hips moving so fast and violently that they were fucking into the lion like rabbits, their hips just short of being a pair of blurs, still slamming the whole of their cocks in every time without pause or mercy. This had Scar moaning out even more with a pitch in his voice, his body shaking uncontrollably.

The lion hadn’t even realized that he had cum as it happened. His whole body was pulsing so hard that the additional throbs of his cock hadn’t stood out much. Even the rush of his climax wasn’t that much stronger than all the pleasure already coursing through him. He was made aware when he looked down and saw the sticky streaks on Banzai’s stomach and lower chest, realizing that they were coming from him. He was still cumming from the additional pressure put on his prostate, and with it came the much stronger clenches of his ass, which made both hyenas grunt and bare their sharp teeth. It was enough for Banzai to thrust in again, groaning deeply as he released more of his hot cum, sending it rushing deep into Scar’s guts, making the lion’s stomach bloat up a bit further.

That came before Ed was making his final thrust, keeping his cock buried in as his plentiful, musky loads were surging into Scar’s passage alongside Banzai’s, pouring all of it into the maned feline’s passage. With their pulsating cocks kept in place and both shooting so much cum, Scar was groaning even further from the state of his stomach getting filled up even more, making it rise and bloat further and it kept going in time with the hyenas’ continued snarls and grunts, keeping their sweat-soaked bodies grinding against his own. Their climaxes lasted for what felt like several minutes but when they were done they pulled out one by one but kept a hole on him, knowing he would be feeling weak for a while. Indeed, the lion was laying back against Ed as his stretched hole was heavily leaking onto the dusty earth...

After a bit they gently set Scar down against a rock but remained standing over him. Ed was again doing something that made Banzai curious. The bigger hyena grabbed hold of his cock and pointed it at the sitting lion, grunting and then sighing before a thick stream of piss flowed out onto the dark lion’s face and mane. Scar felt it hit him but just embraced it, letting the liquid musk just wash over him, soaking him in its heat and pungentness. Banzai didn’t expect it at all but then again today had been full of surprises. Seeing that Scar was embracing it, he did the same, grabbing his shaft and aiming it before relaxing and letting the urine flow out of him.

Together he and Ed were fully marking the royal lion, watching as he was embracing their streams wetting his fur, adding yet another layer of musk on top of everything else. So far they kept their aim at his face, letting it all flow down to soak the rest of the feline. Scar was groaning from the pleasant feeling of his body being warmed but also the added haze that was rising from the freshly expelled fluid. He took some deep breaths of it before opening his mouth, letting the hot and bitter water flow right over his tongue and down into his throat, quickly and to the point that he needed to swallow. It was so hot, almost scalding as it ran down to join the mixed hyena cum that kept his stomach rounded and heavy feeling. He took as much as he could, basking in the filthy acts, feeling freer than he ever had in his life.

Now that they were all done, Banzai settled down beside Scar while Ed went to get the fish. “Now that the...introductions are out of the way... If we’re gonna risk our tails helping you take over the Pride Lands...we’re gonna need a plan.”

“Oh, I can manage that,” Scar said with a chuckle. He was still reeling from the whole experience but his mind also felt clear. Already thoughts were brewing in his head. These strong Outlanders would be of great use to him and if everything played out right he would reward them even further...

***

Scar had arranged for his nephew to be sent away just before his plan was put into action, practically having him kidnapped and then released somewhere far away. With the hyenas behind him he had stormed Pride Rock and successfully overwhelmed the other royals, including his own brother, who was defeated and dethroned. Scar took over as king and ushered in a new age for the Pride Lands, fostering a working relationship with the Outlands that would have them sharing their excess resources with the less abundant region. It was a proposal that wasn’t well received at first but none of the Pridelanders would challenge the lion with an army of strong hyenas.

In time Simba had grown up and learned about his uncle taking over the Pride Lands and how he was meant to be the true heir to the throne. It took some convincing but he decided to go back and challenge his uncle to take back the throne and restore things to how they used to be...

“You have been away for too long, Simba. And things are different now,” Scar said as he had his nephew pinned down, looking into the younger adult lion’s eyes as he was fully inside, his cock spreading his nephew’s tight tailhole. He pulled back, relishing the feeling of his cock sliding against the gripping walls before pushing back in, plunging his shaft into the other royal’s depths. From there the dark maned lion was thrusting in, letting out grunts in time with his movements.

“U-Uncle... Aaahh!!” Simba moaned, unable to deny how good it felt, his depths getting parted and certain spots within him being touched so firmly. Getting stuffed like that over and over again, precum getting smeared onto his walls, he felt the warmth and excitement within him increasing dramatically. At least Scar was pacing himself, pulling back and thrusting in again at a maintained tempo. He had been defeated so easily, even when it was just him against his uncle, all while the hyenas stood back and watched. They were still around and watching as Scar was laying claim and solidifying his dominance.

“That’s it, your majesty!”

“Show the intruder who’s boss!”

“Kinda looks like Mufasa.”

“I think that’s his nephew!”

“Simba? No way!”

The hyenas were commenting and talking, making Simba blush even more as Scar was thrusting away on top of him, looking right into his nephew’s eyes. His breathing was heavy and his body was shaking, reacting to all of these feelings that came upon him. Every time Scar’s cock was shoved in he felt a rush of tingles and shocks racing through him. And he could look up to see his uncle’s expressions of pleasure, hearing his moans and huffs. Scar brought body even closer, making their chests touch and that’s when Simba could feel how sweaty his uncle was, a sticky warmth was radiating from him, along with a thick smell that made his nose wrinkle. By now Scar had really taken after the hyenas, washing himself much less, letting his musk build and age, keeping his fur soaked with sweat that was building from his efforts.

Simba felt another rush of strange arousal from his uncle’s sweat dripping down onto him, feeling and smelling it growing stronger as it was also getting rubbed onto his fur and skin. The shaft plunging its way into him, striking spots that made him tense, his own cock throbbing and leaking so much. He could feel his climax approaching already while Scar was just going faster. And as that feeling continued to build, he was losing more control of himself, no longer resisting and all but melting from how good it felt.

“It seems you’re not much of a fighter, nephew,” Scar said with a chuckle through his grunts. “But you certainly have a tight grip on me. I can certainly put your natural talents to good use. You would make the perfect bedwarmer...”

“I didn’t... This wasn’t supposed to...” Simba couldn’t even get his words out. The next thrust had been enough to make him cry out and cum, shooting his ropes onto his own stomach. His embarrassment increased greatly as he felt the warm, sticky ropes marking him. Some of it was getting onto Scar too, which made the older lion smirk.

“Your body says otherwise. Embrace it, Simba. This is a new era!” Scar hissed as he made the last thrust, keeping his cock planted fully as he started to cum, his cock unloading hot ropes of seed deep into his nephew. Simba felt himself being loaded up with so much seed and it had him moaning out still, even after his own climax was finished. It was like something clicked within him as he again looked into his uncle’s eyes and breathed in more of the harsh lion musk hanging over him...

“Good boy...” Scar said as he pulled out, and stood up, his length still dripping seed. “Go easy on him, boys.” The dark lion stood back and watched as the hyenas began to surround Simba, giving him a treatment that Mufasa was already getting.

Banzai, Ed and more hyenas had formed a circle around the former king that was already broken in and turned into a means of rewarding the hyenas for their continued hard work. The overthrown king was on his knees between them all, panting as watched them all stroking their greasy cocks, listening to the sloppy smacks of their precum-wet hands sliding up and down so rapidly at this point.

Moaning and snarling, the hyenas unleashed their seed, shooting it out and letting it all coat Mufasa from all angles, striking his face, mane, and body in heavy ropes that painted him. Instead of resisting their stink or seed, Mufasa was embracing it, having a smile on his muzzle as he caught some of the loads onto his tongue, purring from the taste.

It wasn’t much longer before Simba was getting the same, having his body marked in loads that were coming from all directions, being another strike to his senses so soon after being rutted by his uncle. The sticky seed coating him all over was so exciting in a way that he never expected. So was looking up at all the scruffy, muscular hyenas that were still erect and clearly not done with him.

Scar chuckled as he knew it wouldn’t be long before Simba would be as broken in as Mufasa; he wouldn’t just have two eager custom-made sluts at the ready to service him and the hyenas, but no one else left to demean or take away what had been promised to him. Instead he had taken it all in return, putting all of them in their place and ruling with the intent to finally unite the lands and foster in a new age that would maintain the Pride Lands’ power but uplift the Outlands as repayment for what they had done for him...

“Oh, Banzai, Ed. Bring Simba and meet me in the royal quarters,” he announced, to which the pair perked up and grinned at each other, being quick to do what the dark lion said, ready to have some personal fun with the king...