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Mufasa was going about his daily affairs on Pride Rock. The sun was high in the sky and after noon was approaching. The king was starting to feel as if the day was getting away from him. He was about to venture down Pride Rock but there was someone racing towards him. Upon a second glance, that someone turned out to be none other than his own brother, Scar.

As the other lion raced up Pride Rock he caught sight of his older brother and came to an abrupt stop. Mufasa was certainly surprised, both by the sudden approach and the frantic expression on his brother's face.

"Mufasa! Thank goodness! One of the lionesses has been ensnared by jungle vines! You need to get there quickly. She's just ahead of the opening!"

Mufasa nodded and raced off to rescue one of his own. Behind him Scar wore a smirk as he simply walked, following after his older sibling. It seemed that his plan was going to work easier than expected, the foolish king was all too eager to play the little hero king. And that would lead him right into the real trap.

Mufasa raced out of the savanna and into the neighboring jungle, charging ahead through the main entrance. That was when it all happened: the trap set by Scar was triggered, snatching the king's body up in a tangle of thick, strong vines. Slicing through them wasn't an option as his paws were tangled up as well.

Now the king was all alone and stranded in the jungle, suspended with no way of getting down. Before Mufasa started to panic, he could hear the sound of approaching footsteps. He craned his neck and smiled at the sight of his brother approaching.

"Scar! I'm glad you're here. Quick, get me down from here."

Scar looked his dangling brother up and down before scoffing.

Mufasa frowned and struggled and bit. "Didn't you hear me?"

"Yes, but do you ever hear me?" Scar asked, walking past his struggling brother.

"What are you talking about? G-get me down from here!"

"Oh, dear brother." Scar turned around and smirked. "Who do you think set up this little trap?"

It only took a second for that answer to come up in Mufasa's head. "Why would you do something like this?"

"It should be obvious: there's nowhere for you to go now. That leaves you free to actually listen to me for once. There's actually several things I've wanted to talk to you about."

Scar approached Mufasa and traced a claw along a bit of his body that wasn't bound up by the vines. The golden lion shuddered and looked back at his brother gliding the tip of his claw against his pelt. For some reason the sensation excited him. And the more he struggled in the vines' hold, he could really feel them latched onto him, holding tight with no let up. That made Mufasa oddly excited as well.

Scar was deep in a ramble about how unappreciated he felt. But he realized it was all for naught, the very lion he was ranting to wasn't even listening. Instead, Mufasa was still struggling against the vine, focusing on how tight they held his body.

Scar was about to get the lion's attention but something unusual caught his eye. And that usual thing turned out to be his brother's cock, freely bobbing against the thick vines. As soon as he laid eyes on it, an idea came to Scar. If he couldn't get Mufasa to hear him, the dark lion could certainly make him feel it.

While his brother was still distracted, Scar made a few quick swipes with his claws. He knew just the places to strike to make his brother come tumbling down to the jungle floor. As Mufasa fell, most of the vines fell from his body but there were a few that bound his front paws to his body, making his entire top half useless.

Scar chuckled at the sight and approached his brother. While Mufasa was still reeling from the blow to the ground, his brother stalked up to him. The dark lion smirked and brushed the back of his paw against Mufasa's erect length. This eared a hiss from the king that filled Scar with satisfaction. He could feel his brother trembling under his touch along with the independent throbbing of his cock.

"My, my. I was expecting a little fun, but not this much."

Scar gripped his brother's dick and gave the base a firm squeeze, milking another moan out of his brother.

"If you won't listen to my frustrations then I'll just have to make you understand in a different way."

The dark lion smirked again and squeezed the other lion's cock again.

"So tell me Mufasa. Is being bound that makes you excited? Or could it be the utter helplessness that makes you throb so hard in my paw?"

All Scar got in response was a deep groan. It was a nice noise but he wanted an answer. So the dark lion began to stroke Mufasa's cock. But he made it rough and quick; squeezing with great force as he scraped his rough paw pads over the sensitive flesh.

Mufasa began to squirm and kick. His moans turned into grunts and more hisses. Finally, the king spoke, wanting the treatment to stop. "Yes! Yes, Scar..."

Scar let go of his brother's dick and nodded slowly. "Then allow me to add to the thrill."

Mufasa was lying on his side, making it easy for Scar to reach between his legs. It was also easy for him to slide his body over the bigger lion's. He reveled in the look Mufasa made; the king went wide eyed the moment he felt something hard and warm pressing under his tail.

"Yes, now you're starting to listen." Scar purred deviously as he made a few mock humps against his sibling's backside. But another hump pressed the tip of his cock inside of the soft hole, steadily sinking deeper and deeper.

The moans coming from Mufasa only encouraged the smaller lion to continue. This was much better than spilling his guts out, what was he thinking earlier? And from the expression on his brother's face, it was clear that the other feline was already enjoying himself.

"Is that a smile I see?" Scar chuckled and shoved himself inside, forcing his sibling to cry out. The thrusting lion's hips crashed into his captive brother's, making a thump sound between the two of them.

Scar took those sounds as a good enough answer for now. With himself fully inserted, the devious lion was left to rock his hips back and forth, slipping cock against those hot, soft walls. Alongside the moans of his brother, Scar growled deeply, lowering his body even closer to Mufasa's.

Mufasa himself was filled with pleasure, much more pleasure than he was expecting. Each thrust of Scar's cock sent a shock through his body. Sure, there was still the excitement of being bound, but even more thrilling was the hard ruts within him. The sensation was wildly different from what he felt with the lioness. He had no choice but to give control to his smaller brother. And the hard thrusts coming from the lion rocked him against the grass.

"Having fun?" Scar asked, drawing his tongue over his fangs.

Mufasa nodded and actually smiled. "Please. Harder, brother."

Scar rolled his eyes playfully, but acted on his sibling's request.

"How does it feel? You like a smaller male rutting you hard?"

Mufasa nodded again and bit his lip from Scar's intensified thrusting, that surprisingly sizable cock was now jamming even deeper within. Both males were purring from the separate forms of pleasure. Scar was very much enjoying the tight hugging on his girth. And Mufasa was panting and shuddering from the deep plunging in his ass.

Scar took a deep breath and picked up the pace even more, pressing his own body closer to Mufasa's side. He finally allowed himself to enjoy the pleasure scorching through him, a smile spreading over his muzzle.

Being rocked even harder, Mufasa was practically mewling in pleasure. He was more than enjoying the rough treatment. His cock was pulsing hard and spurts of pre were spraying out onto the grass just ahead. The sounds of Scar's cock pressing into his ass filled his ears, just barely drowned out by the now heavy pants coming from the dark lion.

Feeling his limit approaching, Scar slowed his humps, shoving his cock in deep with slow strokes, making sure he could feel every inch of his dick being hugged by Mufasa's walls. Every thrust was hard, and Scar's cock pressed inside deep. And every time, the king taking the cock moaned out; his prostate was bashed over and over, forcing waves of bliss through the bigger lion.

Scar was now rutting his brother as hard as he could, beaming as Mufasa was squirming and mewing from his motions. The king was starting to feel weak from the repeated hits to his prostate, his cock was still spurting heavily but he could feel himself becoming ready to release.

The dark lion gave a final shove of his hips, snarling and baring his fangs from the intense bliss that struck him. The hard thrust was enough to push Mufasa over the edge as well. Together, the two brother's came hard. Mufasa's dick pulsed hard as strings of his seed flew from his tip, marking the grass ahead of him. It was the more intense climax he ever had, forcing him to take heavy breaths against the pulsing of his entire body. Scar himself was daring to pierce Mufasa's pelt with his claws, riding out the rest of his climax until it tapered out into thin drips.

Both lion's orgasms finally faded out, leaving the siblings panting heavily and close to each other. Scar purred as he pulled himself out of Mufasa, letting his wet cock rest against his brother's leg.

"So now that you're finally listening," Scar said slowly. "I think it's about time you release the hyenas from banishment. I will make sure they do not cause any trouble. And don't worry, dear brother. We can do some more 'negotiating' very soon."

Any other time, Mufasa would have heavily protested such a decree. But after that thorough pounding he just received, the king was much more agreeable. He decided to put some faith in his brother and agreed to the terms, holding his younger brother to the latter part.

"Then..." Scar sliced through the vines binding his brother. Once Mufasa was free, Scat just chuckled and stalked towards the end of the jungle. "Until next time, Mufasa..."