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Standing tall atop Pride Rock was Simba, the prince and soon to be king. Just as the lion did when he was a small cub, Simba looked out over all that was touched by the sun's golden light. It was all soon to be his kingdom, under his rule. It was exciting but also nerve-racking to know that the fate of the kingdom would soon be in his paws. The land itself and the animals that lived there would all be looking to him to lead them into a bright and prosperous future.

"Ah, Simba. You're up early," Mufasa greeted as he stepped out of Pride Rock's inner cavern. The sun had only just risen to its highest morning position and the older lion had thought that he was the only one awake.

"I just wanted to see it again... You know, like when I was small... You told me that I would lead the Pride Lands on that day," Simba reflected, keeping his gaze on the savanna below. "I just didn't think that day would be so soon..."

"Simba..." Mufasa said. His son didn't see the smile on his muzzle quickly drop into a frown. The older lion stepped closer to his son, pondering if now was the time he should tell his son the secret that he held for years. They were the only ones awake and Simba needed to know before his coronation, so now seemed like opportune time to do so. A quick smile spread on his muzzle as Simba turned around to look at him.

"Y-yes, the day you become king will be upon us and everyone in the kingdom will be there at your crowning," Mufasa said gently.

"Even Uncle Scar?" Simba asked, a look of hope on his face. The younger brother of his father was known to spend almost all of his time either away from Pride Rock, on his own or in his private cavern a fair distance away. The few times Scar paid a visit the brown lion always had a certain look in his eyes when his eyes fell on Simba, like he was evaluating him, looking for something he couldn't see himself. His uncle had always acted sort of distant around him. Eventually the young lion figured that perhaps his uncle didn't like him...

"Yes... Your uncle Scar will be there..." Mufasa looked his son in the eyes and took a deep breath. "But there is something I must tell you. Something very important about your role as king."

Simba's eyes lit up and a curious smile rose on his face. "What is it?"

"Simba..." Mufasa started, placing a paw on his son's shoulder. "You won't be the true king."

A look of confusion quickly spread on Simba's face. He took a moment to think about what his father told him but it still didn't make any sense. His coronation was only a few days. Mufasa himself said that it was time for him to assume the throne...

Mufasa saw the look on his son's face and it only made him feel guilty for not telling him the truth earlier. "You see the way our kingdom works is the firstborn is the one to take the throne."

"Yes. Scar's younger than you and that's why you're king and he's not," Simba said, following his father's words.

"That's just the thing, Simba," Mufasa continued. "Scar is not the younger brother. I am."

Simba's eyes widened as he gazed at his father, closer than usually did. He looked the older lion up and down, wondering how that could be possible. From what Simba could see and what he was told, even when he was a cub, Mufasa was always bigger than Scar, starting from cubhood and then on. And those who grew up alongside him, like his own mother, all said the same thing; that Mufasa was the older brother, the firstborn destined for the throne...

"It was a secret that was formed early into our childhood," Mufasa revealed...

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Ahadi looked at his two sons as they played nearby. He had great pride for them both but there was something that always weighed on him. His firstborn, Taka, showed prowess in his intellect and cunning. But his second son, Mufasa, who was only just a bit younger, had all the qualities he thought a great leader should have and from such a young age. Within only a few months he had also outgrown his older brother. He was stronger, faster, and bigger.

Though tradition set by the great kings of the past stated that the firstborn was the one to rule, Ahadi made up his mind and decided that it was best if Mufasa was the one to rule after him. He told this to his kids and needless to say, Mufasa was overjoyed at the prospect while Taka was furious. He didn't know the true weight of ruling a kingdom at such a young age and neither did Mufasa but what the young lion did know was that his younger brother had taken something from him yet again. It seemed that Mufasa just got everything he wanted for doing absolutely nothing...

As the two siblings grew up their father twisted the tale of their lives to favor Mufasa. He was adored by everyone in the kingdom as the future king while Taka was left on the sidelines. To remedy this, Taka bullied his younger brother, reminding him that he was the oldest no matter what their father said. They soon grew from cubs to teens, bringing changes to the both of them. Mufasa only grew bigger and stronger while Taka stopped wasting his time bullying his brother and instead focused on sharpening his intellect and his own interests. As the days turned to months the time for Mufasa to assume the throne was steadily approaching...

Just a few days before the coronation, Scar called his father and brother alone to talk. For some time Scar had threatened to expose the truth of their lineage, but as the brown lion grew older he instead put that energy towards a plan to get everybody what they wanted.

"Are you finally ready to let Mufasa assume the throne, Taka?" Ahadi asked his son. He understood his son's frustrations but always tried to explain to him that it was for the best of everyone. In that moment, the older lion hoped his son was finally seeing reason. Neither he nor Mufasa could force the lion to step away from the throne, the firstborn had the blessing of the great kings above and they would almost assuredly unleash terrible punishments on them if they did so, and so their only hope was that he would pass the throne on to Mufasa willingly.

"My name is Scar" The dark lion reminded his father.

He had hated the name his father gave him, so he threw it away like Ahadi had seemingly thrown him away. The lion took the name Scar instead. The pride always referred to him as the "scarred one" anyways, so he took the name as his own and wore it with pride. He found it a fitting title for how it marked the end of his long strife to get his father to acknowledge him and so, on the day he took up his new name he stopped trying to be "worthy", he had so much more time for himself after that decision. To all the pride however it just seemed like one day Taka grew distant and cold towards everyone for a reason he kept only to himself.

"And yes, I am... But there are some stipulations you must agree to first..." the lion formerly known as Taka said.

"And what are those, Scar?" Mufasa asked.

"Just a few things: You may assume the throne, but *I* get to dictate all the kingdom's major affairs. I always was the brains of the family..."

Mufasa rolled his eyes and sighed, finding himself agreeing. "Alright, fine. What else do you want?"

"You must submit to me, both of you. To signify this agreement we have made. Do so and you may ascend to the throne brother, just remember that on that day the true king will be me..." Scar purred.

Mufasa and Ahadi looked to one another. To submit before the lion meant they would have to present themselves to him and act as his lionesses... There was a bit of discussion between the father and son. They figured that the ensured state of prosperity for all who lived in the kingdom was something that was too important to put at risk. Much to Scar's satisfaction, they agreed to his demands. Scar in return finally agreed to step down and let his little brother take the throne. With that done it was his brother and father's turn to uphold their end of the agreement. They both lowered themselves to the cavern floor and presented themselves before their true future king.

Scar strolled towards the other two lions, taking slow steps. He wanted to savor this moment. Sure, he would never be king, but he managed to get himself something just as good, if not even better. Now his brother would be little more than a figurehead, an image for the kingdom to look at and feel like they are in good paws. But more importantly this day was a new beginning for the Pride Lands. It was the coronation before the official crowning, a ceremony that was in *his* honor for once.

The brown lion stepped to his father first, the one responsible for it all. As far as Scar was concerned, most of his shortcomings came to be because of him. Ahadi was the one who decided to go back on the ancient creed established by the grandfathers of their grandfathers. There was no doubt that there would be a price to pay for what took place here, sooner or later... But for now Scar allowed everything he felt towards his father to come to the surface. Something deep inside of the lion wouldn't let him speak his truth, just plainly say how he felt, but he could show his father. With the actions that were soon to come. It was only a start but Scar was determined, one way or another to get through to his father, and finally be seen.

Licking his fangs, Scar stepped over his father and slowly lowered himself on top. They hadn't even begun yet and a strange sensation came over Ahadi. Never in his life had the current king thought he would be taking such a submissive role, let alone to his own son. His eyes widened as he felt something firm and warm pressing against his backside. For a moment Ahadi considered going back on his word but this wasn't about him. It was about Mufasa and the future of the kingdom... Slowly the king lifted his tail.

"Tell me something, Father," Scar said, letting his words just flow from his muzzle. This was his chance to get everything out. He wanted answers, hopefully they would stop the many questions that burned his mind. "What made you choose so quickly? Mufasa and I were only cubs, only a few moons old. How could you have known then who would have made a better king?"

Ahadi opened his mouth to speak but his breath was caught in his throat as the tip of Scar's cock prodded his hole. It sent a sensation through his body that he never felt before. It was something so small but it rocked him to his core. "I... I saw something in Mufasa that I didn't, couldn't see in you, Scar."

Hearing his father speak his name, his proper name... It stirred something within Scar. He wasn't quite sure what it was but it motivated him to press even more inches inside of his father. "And what was that?" He purposely made his penetration drawn out, aware that he was slowly stretching Ahadi's virgin tailhole. His father was in a position that kept him from dodging questions like he had done many years before. Now was the time for answers.

"M-Mufasa showed clear signs as a cub. The traits that I and my own father shared, the traits that all the kings have: strength, prowess, all those his age were drawn to him... You were born first but you lacked any of them. You were born thin, and stayed away from the other cubs... Until your brother came along..."

"Ah, yes," Scar purred, slinking even more of his length inside the warm tunnel. He was halfway in at this point but only just getting started. "When my dear brother was born. You took one look at him and all but cast me aside. King or not you made a choice that was never yours to make. You have broken the creed of our kingdom all because I wasn't like you... I wasn't *him*..." The lion on top shoved himself deep inside of his father, jamming the rest of his cock past the clenching ring.

A snarl of pain came from Ahadi but it was drowned out by his son's laughter. "This is your punishment, Father. You must pay for the past in order to ensure the future..."

Scar proceeded to draw his hips back, pulling his shaft back as well. This got another moan and grunt out of Ahadi, a sound that Scar welcomed. After wrapping his paws around the other lion's chest, Scar let his body weight fall on his new 'lioness.' He heard everything he wanted to hear. The brown lion was no fool, it was plain to see that he was nothing like his younger brother or his own father. But how was that his fault? In Scar's eyes he was practically punished for years for something he never had a choice in. Now however the roles were reversed and the ones without a choice was Ahadi and his brother.

Ahadi's claws extended from his claws as another thrust stretched his rim wide. Scar took care to put extra force into his thrusts. This was about more than domination or getting his own pleasure. It was about rectifying the past, making sure that his suffering was acknowledged and known. In the brown lion's eyes neither being their king nor father made what Ahadi did right. Another sharp thrust forced another deep huff from the older lion. Scar himself shuddered against the warm, tight flesh that surrounded his cock. The pre that leaked from his tip worked to coat the walls, making it all the smoother for him.

"You certainly sound like you're enjoying yourself, Father. I've never heard you make sounds like this. Have you, Mufasa?" Scar asked, looking over his brother. Mufasa's eyes went wide upon being called upon, breaking him out of the stupor he had fallen into watching his brother dominate their father like that. He shook his head quickly, getting a satisfied smile from his brother. The golden lion knew what he agreed to but he didn't really expect it to be like this. True to Scar's words, Mufasa had never heard such sounds coming from his father...

Scar just grinned and continued pounding himself deep inside of the other lion. He ground his hips against the tight ring, pressing his balls against the other lion's taint. A deep growl rose from his chest and his hindlegs trembled from the pleasure. Another spurt of pre was left inside of the clenching tunnel. It became wet and sloppy enough for Scar to buck his hips and slam his cock in and out of the other lion's tailhole with sharp, quick thrusts. Those quick pumps reduced the once proud king to a mess of whimpers and actual moans. The sound rang out in the cavern, making Mufasa's eyes widen. He never expected to hear such pitched sounds coming from his father, nor did he expect to see Scar praising Ahadi for them, then bearing down even harder on him.

The brown lion crashed his hips up and down, thumping his length in and out and against the other lion's rim. His pistoning cock made a series of wet sounds, pushing fluids around his length that dripped out of his hole. Scar purred as he shoved every inch he had deep and pulled himself back with a deep slurp. "How does that feel? Tell me..."

Scar repeated the action, shoving himself as deep as he could. Ahadi's claws dug into the stone underneath him. "I... It feels g-good... It's stretching me so d-deep." Scar grinned and slammed his hips down, and picked up a fast pace, feeling his orgasm approaching. He was certain that his father was good and broken it. From now on he would do as he was told...

"Our deal will set and soon as I mark you with my seed," as soon as Scar finished the sentence he grit his fangs and pushed his shaft as deep as he could, jamming the tip inside of the inner depths of Ahadi's ass. Gushes of warm, white seed spewed deep inside of his father, marking him deep inside. Scar snarled and purred in pleasure, rocking his hips back and forth. The seed was spread around, coating the older lion's walls and spreading the warmth around.

Scar pulled himself out with a squelch and pop. Ahadi was left lying there, groaning as a rush of spunk spilled from his taihole. It dripped out into a puddle underneath him. But Scar hardly took anytime to admire his work as he sauntered towards his brother.

Mufasa looked at the state his father was in and looked back at his approaching brother. He knew that it was only a matter of time before he likely was in a similar state as well.

"It's not too late to back change your mind, Mufasa" Scar taunted as he stepped behind his younger brother. He reached forward and ran his paw against the lion's tail, forcing shivers up Mufasa's spine. The future king took a deep breath before he looked back at his brother.

"N-no, I will assume the throne and I'll... Submit to you," Mufasa said slowly. A wide, toothy grin spread on Scar's muzzle. It was all but set in stone, hearing the words come from his brother's mouth made Scar feel light in his paws. In his mind the title of king was already his, Mufasa had already established himself as his subject.

Just as he did when he was young, the urge to tease and bully his brother came over the brown lion. He slid his body over Mufasa's, pressing his cock against the other male's back before he eased back just enough to aim his tip against the twitching pink ring. Unlike his father, Scar wasted no time with prodding or teasing. Instead he surged his hips forward and jammed his slick cock past the unprepared rim and into the hugging passage.

Mufasa hissed and gasped as Scar was laying on top of him, pounding his hips and grinding his shaft back and forth. The feeling inside of the golden lion's ass was rough, a thick rod forcing his insides to stretch around the intruding appendage.

"This is only the beginning..." Scar mumbled into Mufasa's ear. "You and Ahadi will submit to me whenever I need or want you to. And in exchange I will ensure that this kingdom prospers. Do we have a deal?"

The golden lion dug the claws of his hindlegs into the stone below. Scar gave a hard thrust, forcing his entire length deep inside. Mufasa's maw parted as a pitched moan escaped and was heard by all. Through the pressure deep in his ass, the future king nodded and let out an agreeing sounding moan.

"Good, now who is the real king?" Scar taunted, easing his thrusts into a steady rhythm. The rock of his hips was strong enough to push Mufasa's body a bit, a shallow grunt rising from the other lion's chest as he was moved.

"Y-you are..." Mufasa said, forcing himself to answer the question through his pleasure. "You're the king. I'll do what- Mphf! I'll do whatever you say..."

"And don't forget it..." Scar growled in his brother's ear. A wave of satisfaction once again radiated through his body. He then took it all a step further. Before, his father was used for pleasure but Scar wanted to make an example out of his brother. The brown lion took on the classic mount position and clenched his jaws on the golden lion's shoulder, biting into the pelt. A pained growl came from Mufasa but out of instinct he arched his back, allowing Scar more room to be bred.

The brown lion slipped the hilt of his cock inside of his brother and swished his hips, dragging his length back and forth against the tight walls of the tunnel. Another moan came from Mufasa as he pressed his muzzle against the cave floor. The cock between his own legs throbbed as the stimulation deep inside of him made it grow hard and start to leak. The walls of his ass squeezed around the appendage shoving itself inside of him. The base continued to grind against his prostate, milking more precum from his own tip. His moans echoed off the cavern walls, making Scar smile giddily.

The older brother locked himself around his sibling and rose his hips high only to slam them back down. He repeated that motion, thumping his length deep and hard. Each pump forced more precum from Mufasa's tip, bringing the two lions closer to their own orgasms. Scar was relentless, jabbing his cock to it's limit and reeling it back to do it again. He was determined to make his brother's head spin, giving him so much pleasure that he would never forget this day...

His goal was achieved, the bigger lion raised his head and roared as rope after rope came flooding from the flexing tip, painting the rock beneath their paws. Scar smiled to himself and continued slamming his own hips until he got his own climax. He pulled himself out quickly, straining and huffing through his nostrils as he came his own ropes across Mufasa's back. The strong scent of fresh seed clung to the coat it was squirted on. Mufasa's nostrils flared as he took in his brother's scent. He was marked, like a tree or rock. He belonged to Scar now...

The dark lion took a few steps away from his brother and rolled unto his back, his cock was messy with the aftermaths of his recent conquests, with a smirk he turned to Ahadi, who had begun recovering.

"This is your mess and that means you have to clean it up, Father," Scar purred, dangling his slathered shaft in front of the older male. Ahadi froze at the repulsive request, but he grit his teeth and pushed away his disgust. The sitting king went over to his older son and began licking his cock clean.

Ahadi wanted to continue hating what Scar was making him do. But his body betrayed him as his own erection throbbed and hardened just from cleaning the dick of his eldest son.

"Hmm...maybe if you do a really good job I will grant you sexual release, Father," the dark lion smirked victoriously as his father licked his length faster. It was shoved into his muzzle after Scar noted he needed to do better still. The older lion's cock dripped in anticipation for the release he desperately wanted his son to give him.

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A few days later Mufasa assumed the throne, taking his place as king of the Pride Lands. It was a ceremony that was attended by all. Upon being crowned the new king of the land there was much cheering and praise. Ahadi and Scar stood beside Mufasa as he roared loud and long for all to hear. The brown lion said nothing as the coronation took place, he had everything he wanted and already had plans for the future.

Years went on and the Pride Lands prospered. The lands were fertile and the animals that lived there were happy. Water flowed through the lands and there was much to hunt for the predators. A balance was maintained that improved the lives of all. The Pridelanders praised the name of their king, sure that all their blessings were brought on by him. What they didn't know was that none of it was done by Mufasa. Their maintained peace and blessings were all facilitated by Scar. He guided his brother, telling him what to do and how to do it. Mufasa carried out the orders and was surprised by how well everything was going. His reign was going even better than his father's reign.

Scar was truly satisfied by running the kingdom from the shadows. It was for the best in his eyes, the Pridelanders got to ogle and swoon over the glorious golden lion while Scar got actual work done to improve their home for the better. In exchange for his hard work he was treated to his brother's and father's body...

Both Mufasa and Scar took advantage of the era of peace, finding the time to bear themselves children. Scar was the first to have a son that grew into a young lion named Nuka. Conversely, Mufasa had a son of his own, a cub named Simba. That cub's birth was celebrated as the royal lineage continued. While Mufasa raised his son Scar did the same. From an early age Nuka was told the truth of how the kingdom worked and it's dirty secret. Through his youth, Nuka wasn't allowed to speak about it. Though he was older than Simba, the other young lion infuriatingly had to treat the cub with more respect than he had ever gotten from anyone other than his father.

That all changed when Nuka grew older. He reached the age that his body started to grow and change. It was that time in his life when a young lion would start to get urges. Scar kept careful eyes on his son, waiting for this day to come.

"Nuka, follow me," Scar told his son one day. Nuka was left standing in their shared chamber, tilting his head in his confusion as his father said no more and turned to leave. The teenage lion bounded after his parent and kept up pace with him.

"What's wrong?" Nuka asked. "Did I do something wrong?" Ever since he was told the truth of his lineage, Nuka worked hard to follow in his father's footsteps and lead the kingdom from a distance. He listened carefully when his father explained how he did things, how he implemented changes into the Pride Lands. It filled him with pride to know the reason why things were going so well was because of his father rather than his uncle unlike what everyone was led to believe.

"You've been growing rather fast," Scar said, glancing at his son. "I've told you about how I keep the 'king' in line..."

"Y-yeah...'" Nuka nodded, a small blush rising to his muzzle. He had heard of what his father did to his brother, and how the king at a mere command would become docile to him. The very idea of that made him oddly excited.

"Sooner than you think you will be the one leading the kingdom after Simba is crowned king," Scar eluded as he continued to walk. "But Simba is too young for you to have... However, my brother is waiting for you, son. This is the day you solidify yourself as the future king."

"R-really?" Nuka asked, his tail giving an excited swish. Scar couldn't help but smile at the excitement in his son's eyes. The young lion certainly did work hard to maintain what his father had built from the shadows. He told his son time and time again that Mufasa and Simba may be on the throne but it was them who would ensure the future. Nuka took that to heart, determined to make his father proud.

The two brown lions entered the inner cavern of Pride Rock. By order of Mufasa himself, the space was cleared out under the guise of the king wanting to discuss private matters with his brother regarding the kingdom, not a complete lie.

The king in question was already lying on the cavern floor, waiting for his brother and his nephew to arrive. He was told what would take place beforehand and Mufasa put up little resistance, instead he almost welcomed it. The years of acting as Scar's sexual relief had affected the lion's psyche. He secretly grew to love being used sexually by his brother, he came to see it as somewhat of a stress-relieving reward for doing what his older brother told him. Everyone was happy because of Scar, food was abundant and water was around even in the dry seasons. That was all because of his brother's brilliant plans that were relayed to him.

Mufasa's ears flicked and he looked up to see Scar and Nuka entering the cavern, talking among each other. The conversation stopped when Nuka's eyes fell on the golden lion, he quickly turned around and bent low to the floor with his tail hiked high when he saw them... The winking pink tailhole was on full view. An excited gasp came from Nuka. Between his legs came a pink cock that hardened and bobbed, desperate to be stimulated.

"Don't worry about him, my son, just seek your own pleasure," Scar said. Nuka didn't need to be told twice, he rushed to his uncle and all but threw himself on top of the older lion. In his haste, Nuka was already humping his length against the lion's flank a few times before he actually made his mark. A moan came from both him and Mufasa.

Nuka sunk his shaft inside the warm tunnel, feeling the soft, warm walls for the first time. On the other side, Mufasa groaned and dug his claws into the cavern floor. The young male bucked inside of him harshly, showing clear signs that this was his first time. All the same, moans and purrs came from Mufasa as it still felt good to be penetrated in a different way.

Scar watched as his son moaned and hissed in pleasure from his first mounting. Nuka's humps were fast and sharp, shoving deep against Mufasa's prostate. The older lion clenched his ass around the invading length, getting a louder yell out of Nuka. Hunching his body over the golden lion, Nuka dug his claws into his uncle's pelt, feeling his peak rising quickly.

"Oh, wow... It's so tight and warm..." Nuka shuddered. He pushed himself as far as he could before raising his head. A wail came from the young lion as he spilled his seed for the first time. The warm ropes coated his uncle's insides. Continuing to hump, Nuka drew out his orgasm, panting and grunting as his shaft pulsed and dripped the last of his load.

Scar chuckled and stepped alongside his son, patting him on the back. Nuka smiled, keeping himself stuck inside of his uncle. "This is how it feels to be the true king," Scar encouraged. "And you can experience this almost anytime you want..."

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Simba listened to his father's retelling. Mufasa finished by placing a paw on his son's shoulder and apologized for hiding the truth from his son. For a moment the younger lion said nothing. Instead, Simba thought to himself, taking in what he just learned and applying it to the past.

As a cub, the lion asked his father how he came up with so many great ideas. But Mufasa would either deflect the question or give an answer that didn't make much sense. It never exactly lines up in cub Simba's eyes. And even when he was older there were more questions he had. With age comes the ability to think critically and a teenage Simba noticed there were times when Mufasa was gone for quite some time. And when Mufasa would come back he would have a strange walk or make noises like he was in pain.

Having learned the truth, Simba was sure the proper reaction was to be angry or disgusted at his father. But the young lion instead felt some sort of relief from being given an answer that made sense of all his lingering questions. Now he knew why his uncle looked at him like that, why he spent so much time away, and why his father had been away so many times and for so long as well...

No sooner was the truth revealed to him did Simba and Mufasa hear footsteps approaching. The two lions turned around to see the very lion they were talking about. Scar strolled towards them, talking to his son that followed close by his side. Just like Simba, Nuka had grown into a fully grown lion. He stood just a bit taller than his own father, his mane was full, and a smile was on his muzzle as he and his father talked. The brown lion's noticed the two golden lions and kept their attention on them.

"Ah, my dear brother. How goes things this lovely morning?" Scar asked, attempting at the very least to act 'normal' in case there were any ears listening in.

"Hello, cousin," Nuka spoke as he strolled up to Simba.

Nuka had become a mystery to Simba. As cubs the cousins player together all the time, acting like the best of friends. But as they grew older it all changed one day. The other lion just seemingly disappeared from Simba's life. At first the golden lion thought it was because Nuka didn't like him anymore, the same as his father. But now knowing the truth it was clear why Simba wasn't allowed to be near the other lion. Nuka's eyes darted up and down Simba's body, looking him over as if he was a wounded zebra just waiting to be pounced on.

Simba could only imagine what Nuka would have done with him if they were alone for too long... All the same, the red-maned lion just smiled. "Hey, Nuka. It's great to see you again."

While Nuka and Simba caught up, Scar pulled Mufasa aside, pressing close to his side. "Have you told him?"

"Yes, I have," Mufasa nodded.

"And how has he taken the truth?" Scar pressed further.

"I don't know," Mufasa admitted, looking down. "He doesn't seem upset but he doesn't look happy either..."

Scar looked back at Simba and Nuka conversing before he leaned close to his brother again. "I'll see for myself..." Stepping away from Mufasa, Scar approached his son and nephew. Nuka glanced at his father and stepped aside.

"Ah, Simba. I hear that your coronation is only a few days away," Scar said with a smile. "But you know... There is something you will have to do before that day comes."

"Y-yeah, I know, Uncle Scar..." Simba said. This brought a toothy grin to Scar's muzzle. "If it's for the sake my- Your kingdom, I'll do it."

"Excellent..." Scar purred, he looked back to his brother. "You did well. Now come on, there are matters we must discuss." Scar and Nuka turned their back and were already walking away. Mufasa and Simba looked at each other before they followed behind.

"You will have to do whatever Scar and Nuka tells you. Scar is the true leader of these lands and Nuka is future ruler... Just as I do, you will have to submit to them both... And when our time is over Nuka will have you."

"I understand," Simba said, keeping his eyes forward.

"Simba, you aren't angry with me are you? I'm sorry for lying to you for so long..." Mufasa whispered.

"No, I'm not..." Simba sighed. "I'm kinda relieved... Sure I was always excited to be king but being in charge of a whole kingdom... I guess it's nice to know that I won't be alone. Uncle Scar's done a great job, too. If doing this means that everyone's lives keep getting better then I'll submit to them both."

The young lion looked to his father and chuckled. "I might even be fun."

Mufasa nodded and smiled as well, "Yes. It is."

They were led away from Pride Rock by Scar. The true king walked in front, guiding the others to his private cave. It was a place that he and Nuka could formulate plans for the future in peace. It was already a great place to bring Mufasa when they were in the mood to spill their seed. The mood was upon Scar and his son and it finally time to let Simba join in on the fun. They arrived at the cavern and he stepped aside, allowing everyone else to enter first.

Simba, Mufasa, and Nuka stepped inside of the cave. Nuka stood back while Mufasa and Simba continued inside. The older lion led his son to the usual stop where he laid. He showed Simba the proper position to take and his son did his best to replicate. Nuke saw this and purred, he left his father's side and padded towards his cousin. Simba's eyes widened as he felt the other lion's nose press against his tailhole. Nuka murred in pleasure at the scent. For the longest time, he desired to have Simba for himself and now that time was upon him.

Climbing over the other lion, Nuka mounted his cousin and pressed his body weight against the back of his new 'lioness.' Scar stepped into the cave and watched in pride as Nuka was already helping himself to what was his. He stepped closer to his unattended brother, gazing at the pink hole that was waiting for him. Joining in his son's actions, Scar threw himself on the bigger male and positioned his growing length against the soft tailhole. As he was stretched wide Mufasa moaned long and deep. His brother pushed himself inside with a harsh shoved before he began delivering shallow pumps.

Nuka elected to go slow and draw out the pleasure he was about to subject himself to. Poking his already leaking tip against the tight ring was already sending shivers down his spine. Simba gave a small breath of his own. It was a strange thing but the gentle poking of the cock brought jolts of pleasure that ran through his body. Finally with a hiss and a heavy breath, Nuka pressed himself past the clenching walls. The virgin walls hugged his girth tight, making the lion grit his fangs.

As he pounded into his own lioness, Scar watched his brother partake in Simba's insides. He could imagine how tight the young male was. After mating for the first time with Mufasa, Nuka was eager to do the same thing to his cousin. But Scar knew better than to let that happen. The other lion was much too young at the time and there was a chance he would tell others what he and Nuka did without much thought about the consequences. But now that Simba knew the truth and Nuka was taking all he could get from the other male.

Not to be outdone, Scar returned his focus to his own brother. Arching his back and pumping harder, Scar ground his cock deep inside of his brother, slipping it back and forth in rapid motions. Mufasa allowed himself to make any noise that rose from his chest. His older brother's treatment was rougher than usual. Claws were pressed against his back, threatening to pierce into his pelt and harsh grunts came from the lion above. It was enough to bring out Mufasa's own length, it quickly hardened and started to leak fluids on the cave floor beneath him.

Hearing his father's moans made Simba grow even more excited. A dirty feeling came over him as the tip of his pink shaft inched from his sheath. But Mufasa's moans were quickly joined with his own as Nuka bore down and took hold of the other lion's scruff in his jaws. Biting down on the fold of skin, Nuka held Simba in place and slammed his hindlegs against the golden feline's backside.

Scar continued to thrust inside of Mufasa's tight ass as hard as he could, getting as much pleasure out of his brother as he could. The other lion's moans filled his ears and spurred him on to keep going. Loud smacks sounded from each hard pound, forcing pre out of the clenching tunnel and onto the cave floor. Scar grit his fangs and went even faster, muttering to himself as he reached his climax. Still humping, the dark lion spilled his seed. The substance gushed and coated the clenching walls, making Mufasa feel warm deep inside. The warmth combined with the thrusting was enough to push the golden lion over the edge as well. His untouched appendage twitched and shot strings of seed on the cave floor. The two males panted and laid against each other, turning their attention to their mating sons.

Nuka clamped his jaws against the scuffs, thumping his backside against Simba's. His balls bounced against the furry taint and brought a pleasurable amount of pain to the brown lion. The bottoming lion gripped the rock of the cave floor, dragging his claws against the hard surface. Nuka humped fast, making squelches and smacks sound between the two of them. Growling and biting hard enough to pierce the skin and get a pleasured snarl out of his cousin. Between Simba's legs came ropes of white liquid that streaked across the stone. His orgasm brought the convulsing of his anal walls, squeezing down on Nuka's cock and milking an orgasm out of him as well. The dominant lion purred and pushed himself deep as he came inside, marking the other lion with his seed. Simba clenched his jaws, feeling the hot liquid adding pressure deep inside of him. Nuka pulled himself free, allowing his seed to drip out of the other lion.

"How was he?" Scar asked, pulling himself free from Mufasa.

"Great, I think he's already broken in," Nuka purred, glancing back at the golden lion lying on the ground.

Scar licked his lips and decided to test his nephew out himself. Nuka did the same with his uncle. Together the brown lions mounted their relatives, mating them repeatedly and filling their guts with load after load of thick seed. Simba became accustomed to the treatment quickly and was soon left full and dripping alongside his father.

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A few months later the Pride Lands was abuzz with news of an alliance being formed between their land and the Outlands. This alliance would mean that rather than being barred, the hyenas would be welcomed into the savanna provided they follow the rules and played their respective part in the Circle of Life. The actual meeting of the leaders was not for a few more days away. But there was much that the Pridelanders were not aware of.

Like they had before, the many animals credited their new king, Simba, as the brilliant mind that came up with the idea. This idea was created by Scar and Nuka, a plan that was several months in the making. Allying the neighboring lands would do nothing but bring further progress to the savanna. By allowing the hyenas to the Pride Lands and teaching them of the Circle of Life their lives would be improved. The educated hyenas would take their knowledge back to the Outlands and improve their homeland for the better. But what no one else knew was that the decision was already set in stone. All the matter had been settled weeks ago...

As per Scar's request the leaders of the hyena clan were invited to his private chamber. It wasn't too much longer that Banzai and Ed arrived. With them was Janja, a young adult hyena that was next in line to lead the kingdom. Scar welcomed them warmly, stepping aside for the hyenas to enter his humble space.

The hyenas were met with the sight of Nuka hunched over Mufasa, grunting and humping his ass while Simba laid beside them with his own hole dripping.

"Consider it a good will gesture from the Pride Lands," Scar purred. "So, what do you think of the alliance now?"

"You got yourself a deal!" Those were the only words spoken by Banzai before he ran past Scar and towards Simba.

The golden lion huffed and his eyes went wide as a substantial amount of weight was thrown on his back. Banzai wasted no time shoving his tip inside of the slick tunnel. The moans from Simba only grew louder as the hyena surged himself forward, forcing the lion to take the rest of his cock.

"Still so tight, huh?" Banzai taunted as he rutted into the larger mammal. "Gonna fill you up with my pups..."

On the other side Nuka purred as he reached his climax. He pulled out and shot his load on his uncle's back, painting the other lion in his scent. It was only when he stepped away did the brown lion notice they had company. Ed took up Nuka's previous spot, grinding his twitching shaft against the leaking hole before slipping it in with a wet hiss. Mufasa groaned as the crazy hyena humped into him with reckless abandon.

Wanting to join in on the fun, Scar padded behind Banzai and mounted the humping hyena. A growl came from Banzai as his ass was stretched around the lion's length. Nuka watched with great interest as the three males snarled and moaned against each other. Janja strolled up alongside Nuka and sniffed at him. He said nothing as he turned around and presented his tailhole to the brown lion.

"Are you sure you wanna do that?" Nuka teased.

"Just hurry up before I change my mind," Janja huffed, a deep blush spreading on his muzzle. The lion took the hyena's advice and lifted his body before landing it on top of the other male. He flexed his newly hardened cock and pressed it against the dark ring. A grunt came from Janja as he was spread around the intruding appendage.

A line of drool came from Mufasa's muzzle. Ed's hard humps rocked his body back and forth. On top, the wild hyena cackled and drooled from his own pleasure. He cock was slammed in and out with no sense of rhythm or care. Shoving away as he could, Ed penetrated the lion as deep and hard as he could. The lion had to take deep breaths to steady himself but it did little to keep his legs from trembling.

Banzai was grunting and panting as pleasure was delivered by him and given to him at the same time. Simba's and Scar's grunts filled his ears. On the very bottom, Simba squirmed and clenched his wanting ass around the slipping rod. Above him, Scar was pounding hard, easily touching the very end of Banzai's anus. The hyena couldn't even think, he only felt and did what his body told him to do.

Nuka was thoroughly enjoying himself as he plugged the Outlander at a steady pace. The hyena's insides were certainly different from his uncle or cousin's. It was tight fit, and the muscles clenching down on him were strong, nearly constricting the lion's girth.

"If you belonged to me we could do this whenever I want... You're so tight and warm..." Nuka grit his teeth and humped hard, rocking Janja's body. Throwing his head back, the young adult lion unloaded for the third time that day, spurting the few ropes he had left into his mating partner. Janja groaned against the feeling but his face carried a look of satisfaction.

Ed shoved himself so deep that he raised Mufasa's ass as well. His thick shaft pulsed as thick globs of cum traveled up to his tip. The hot load sprayed deep into the wailing lion, forcing an orgasm out of him. Ed continued to hump and grind his already shoved in cock, spreading his fluids to the deepest depths of the lion...

Simba caused a chain reaction by him being the first one to cum. His orgasm made his anal muscles clench down on Banzai's rod with no let up. The convulsing milked the straining hyena until he blew his load. The seed came out in rapid spurts that coated the lion's walls and the hyena's own cock. Scar just chuckled and pushed his tip as far as he could reach, letting Banzai's ass do all the work for him. The squeezing walls milking the cum from his balls, making the lion hiss in bliss.

The males all lied and panted against each other before Scar finally spoke. The true king cleared his throat and addressed everyone in the room, "Now that's it's been decided... No one speaks of what happened today. For all anyone else in either land knows this is a slow, gradual process. The hyenas will come back next week and we will have a meeting about this."

"Yeah, we'll agree to the alliance," Banzai nodded.

"Wonderful. Thank you for your time," Scar smiled pleasantly.

"Thanks for the tail," Banzai chuckled. "Come on, boys."

As the hyenas left, so did Nuka and Scar, going to plan more operations for the Pride Lands. Left in the cave were Mufasa and Simba, lying on the ground and panting heavily. The father and son took advantage of the quiet, taking a moment to rest and recover in case the returning lions would be in the mood again.

A couple of days later the ceremony was held for the newly formed harmony between the Pride Lands and the Outlands. It was a celebration attended by all and for the rest of the day everyone was in good spirits for the upcoming future. That very night all the lions and lioness were fast asleep in the cavern except for one. Nuka stared at the cavern's ceiling unable to even close his eyes. There was something that weighed on the brown lion's mind. Even though his father assured him that he was successful in his ideas and ventures there was still something nagging at the young male. Even when he was praised by his father, Nuke couldn't help but feel there was a chasm between the two of them.

As long as he could remember, Nuka looked up to his father. He was the brother of the king, the prince of the Pride Lands. But he was always busy, leaving him with his mother, Zira. Things were just fine at first but over time his father got even more busy, and he visited less and less. Some time later the lioness grew bitter and resentful. She expected being the mate to a royal figure to be much more rewarding. Even though she was made the lead lioness it didn't satisfy her for long...

When Scar came by to spend some quality time with his son Zira acted as if he was the greatest thing in her life. But as soon as it was time for his father to return to his private quarters, Nuka was left all alone with his nasty mother. No matter what he did, playing, laying around, or even practicing his hunting skills, Zira was always glaring as if he committed some great crime against her. Those eyes pierced right through him and made him wary.

What he later learned was that his own mother was calling him 'defective' behind his own back, to his father no less. But Scar assured his mate that Nuka was still young, he would come into his own. All she needed to do was be patient. But patience wasn't what she wanted, what the lioness wanted was everything to be the way she wanted. When she and Scar first met they spent all their time together and he made sure she had everything. But soon after Nuka was born Scar became very busy. At first he was gone for some time but he would be back. But one day that changed into him being gone for days and coming back for only a few hours. With Scar gone Zira couldn't have everything she wanted when she wanted it and she blamed that on her son. It all linked up and made sense in her mind...

That very night Zira found her son and unleashed all her rage upon him.

"You are nothing but a worthless waste of my time!" Zira snarled at the cowering cub. "Get out of my sight before I end you myself!" The young cub didn't understand, sure his mother did and said mean things to him sometimes but this all came out of nowhere in his eyes. But he didn't have time to think about it as Zira swiped her thorn-sharp claws at him. His heart racing Nuka did as he was told and ran until he bumped into something.

Looking up the cub was met by none other than his father. "Dad!" Nuka sniffled, pressing close to the older lion's leg. Scar had come to Pride Rock, he feared that Zira was overreacting and from his cub's reaction it seemed that he was right. Carefully Scar picked his son up and carried him by the scruff back to his private home. The brown lion carefully set his son down and laid in front of him.

"Now tell me what happened," Scar said a soft, gentle tone that was hardly heard by anyone. It took a while for Nuka to tell the truth, fearing that his mother was chasing him down at the very moment. But with some encouragement from his father, Nuka spoke and told the truth.

"What?!" Scar snarled, rising to his paw. His claws extended and dug into the rock below. Nuka yelped and ran into the corner of the cavern, sure that his father would finish him off instead. Scar saw this and took a moment to calm himself. He withdrew his claws and slowly stepped towards his son.

"It's alright, Nuka. I am not mad at you..." His gentle tone worked to ease the cub's worry. Slowly, Nuka left the corner and pressed close to his father once again. Scar stayed by his side until he fell asleep. While the cub got some sleep Scar slipped away to have a little talk with Zira...

The next day the lead lioness was absolutely livid. Scar had broken things off with her but allowed her to stay in the Pride Lands if she behaved. As the prince of the land, the lion had the authority to do so himself. Zira took her anger out with the head huntress for 'defying her authority.' The verbal exchange escalated into a fight that left the huntress in an injured state. There were several witnesses that confirmed that Zira was the one to blame. Both Mufasa and Scar ruled that Zira be banished from the land...

At the time Nuka had no idea his father was responsible for her mother's sudden disappearance. All the cub cared about was the fact that the wicked lioness was gone from his life, he was free. From then on Scar was much more involved in his son's life. As he grew older Nuka's mind was nurtured. Under his father's tutelage the young lion was given everything he needed to prove his mother wrong and succeed in his life. Thanks to his father, Nuka grew to be both strong and smart...

Thinking about those days prompted Nuka to see his father. He padded off towards his private cave. The inside was dark but the young adult lion could see the outline of his father against the shadows. Nuka planned to simply lie against his father and go to sleep. He had done so many times and Scar never minded before. But something was different about this time. Scar wasn't just sleeping, he was making sounds as he did so. Upon getting closer, Nuka noticed that his father was actually whispering his name.

"N-Nuka..." Scar said quietly while he slept. His voice was in a pleading tone... Nuka was already shocked but it only grew stronger once his father tossed in his sleep. The older lion rolled on his back, revealing the hard cock between his legs. The sleeping lion moaned his son's name again as his hindlegs bucked into the open air. With his heart pounding in his chest Nuka reached out and steadied his father.

Carefully the younger lion eased himself to the cavern floor until his muzzle was level with the twitching length. The brown lion stared at it before he opened his muzzle and wrapped it around the tip. With a small moan against the flavor, Nuka eased more and more of the shaft into his muzzle. Fitting the whole thing inside, Nuka pressed his tongue against the cock as he lifted his muzzle. Upon reaching the top he gagged and pressed the tip against his throat. He got a feel for the thickness in his muzzle and was soon bobbing his head up and down in a steady motion.

Scar moaned and opened his eyes. His body was struck with bolts of pleasure that left him stunned for a moment. Sleepiness still hazed his mind and he looked between his legs to find the source of the pleasure. His eyes widened as he gazed at Nuka slurping at his inches. For a moment Scar thought he was still dreaming but more tingles told him that this was real life. Nuka was drooling and dragging his tongue against the shaft as he bobbed his head. He was doing so well that Scar didn't last long at all. The older lion groaned and snarled as he came against his son's tongue. Nuka hungrily drank down the substance and licked his muzzle as he let the semi-hard fall from his muzzle.

"N-Nuka? Why..?" Scar asked, still reeling from the pleasure swirling in his head.

"It's the least I can do... After everything you did for me, father..." Nuka admitted. Scar rose to his paws and Nuka rolled on his back, and spread his legs, revealing his winking tailhole. "I wanna do more. I want to be closer to you..." Even though he had just spilled his seed, Scar's lust was still full blown. He leaned over his son, pressing his chest against Nuka's. Carefully, he aimed his tip against his son's winking hole. Nuka moaned as his rim was stretched around his father's shaft. The older lion pressed further until his base and hilt sunk past the ring. Nuka took heavy breaths as his ass was stuffed full of a warm, hard cock that throbbed periodically.

Grunting, Scar pulled himself back. The soft anal walls clenched his retreating shaft, making him shiver. Pushing back in made a small squelch sound that paired with his son's whimper. The thick girth was deep inside of him once again. Scar picked up his pace, arriving at a steady pace that was gentle and affectionate, delivering pleasure to the both of them. Nuka wrapped his paws around his father's neck, pulling him closer as his ass was stretched and pushed in with soft thrusts. His own cock was throbbing and leaking pre between the two of them.

Scar grunted and shoved himself deep inside, touching the sensitive end of Nuka's soft tunnel. Out of reflex, those walls clenched down on the moving appendage. As time went on both males were approaching their climaxes. Nuka closed his eyes and wailed as his ass was stretched around every inch Scar pushed deep inside of him. The two lions reached their peaks at the same time, their respective cock gushed their own fluids. Warmth was spread throughout the both of them as Nuka came sticky ropes that clung to both their pelts. Scar shuddered and panted as his balls drained their contents into the younger lion. The two of them laid close together until Scar carefully pulled himself free, leaving a strong of thick seed between his soft tip and the puckering hole that started to leak.

With weak legs, Nuka stood up and joined his father's side. They laid close to each other as Nuka pulled his father into a warm hug. "I love you, Father," Nuka said quietly, pouring his heart out to the other lion.

Scar hugged his son back and looked him in the eyes. "I... I love you too, Nuka."

Ever since he had taken Nuka in, a dark thought had formed in the back of Scar's mind. It was the fear that Nuka could possibly be his downfall. He tried hard to be a better father to his own son than Ahadi was to him but there were times when Scar felt that he fell short. But what Nuka had done put all those fears to rest. He looked down at his now sleeping son and knew he had nothing to worry about. Scar closed his eyes as well and drifted back to sleep.