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The Lion King

Part 4

Written by: Dark_Writer

Commissioned by: Hasani

Darkness surrounded him once more and it gave him no comfort, yet he felt oddly at peace. He couldn't feel his body even though he could see his arms and legs flailing...searching for any sold ground to stand on in this ocean of black. Suddenly he saw pulses of light flaring into existence and then fading just as quickly. Dammit! He couldn't tell where they were coming from, but they seemed to be wherever he looked. Then a thought occurred to him and he closed his eyes...the dark of his lids the same as the dark around him. The pulses of light become distorted and misshapen images. A hand...a knee...a rock...a blue sky...it made no sense. "I'm sorry dad"

Why had he said that? He hadn't thought of Mufasa in weeks, but the curiosity gave way to realization as the image collided in his vision. The distorted blobs began growing into a shimmering surface with the full picture; his dad, Mufasa, laying over a decorative stool that was colored like a rock with a beautiful blue sky behind him outside a nearby window, "Hello, My...ughh...son." It was then that Simba noticed that his father was not alone in this mirage...a large hard bodied gnu was hammering his thick cock into his wet ass from behind. Each hard thrust creating a very audible slap and wet slurp as he pulled back to hammer at him again. Even if this was hallucination...or a mirage...Simba got hot watching his dad get fucked so hard.

"Ohh...dad? What's going on?"

"You're in a flu...ahh...a flux. A space...between the...living and the...ohhh...spirit world. A place...where magic is...more powerful."

"A...a what?" Simba was finding hard to concentrate on what Mufasa was sying. The muscled gnu slamming int o his dad's ass was smiling at the younger lion and licking his brown fuzzy lips. Every thrust sent ripples of force through the lion and the gnu...their muscles dancing for Simba's hungry eyes.

"Rafiki received...word that you...were alive...so he sent word...to Okono."

Simba's cock was fully hard, sharing the sexual energies that permeated the veil of the shimmering disc in front of him. His hand moved to stroke himself as he watched his big strong father moan and grunt as took that big strong cock all the way to the base. "Dad...I'm sorry...about all...of this." Despite the lewd displays and the feelings of arousal coursing through him, Simba still felt the icy stab at his heart. The emotional sniper was his guilt...buried but still in him.

"Don't be son...ohh right there...we know...what happened now. You need...to come home...the Pride Lands...need a king."

"I'm not..." Simba whimpered as he tried to pleasure himself, but his guilt kept biting at the heels of his excitement. He was unable to focus on either one...trapped in this realm between realms...his emotions mirrored this state. "...a king."

Then the shimmering disc flashed and moved forward...Mufasa and the gnu did not move forward, but rather Simba found himself drawn into the disc. He was inside a large hut now...the disc showing the black emptiness he was floating in before. Then it slowly shrank, but as as it shrank Simba saw there were more gnus behind it. The more that the disc disappeared, the more of the hunky gnu were revealed. When the disc finnaly disappeared completely, Simba saw four hung and hard gnu smiling warmly at him. They moved a over toward him, two of the gorgeous gnus carrying a decorative stool the same kind as Mufasa is currently bent over.They set it down and and all four gnus grab Simba and sit gently on the stool.

"This...isn't a mirage...is it?"One of the gnu kneeled in front of the ex-prince and shook his head. Gently he pushed Simba's desperate hand away from his member and replaced it with his own two hands. Simba leaned back into another gnu who was also smiling warmly down on him. His hands moved to the lion's shoulders and began to rub them firmly and slowly. "Ohhh..."

"Relax...OHH....Si...Simba. You are the...rightful king...and finally...you'll be treated like one."

The other two gnu males kneel at his sides, lightly andsfotly running their hands through his fur. He he was used to being dominated and used like a toy...but these guys were pleasuring him in a way he was not used to. Every time they touched him in a delicate and intimate way it made him shudder. He felt that at any minute they would grab him and throw him on the floor and have their way him roughly...that's he wanted...or at least that's what he thought they wanted.

"Do not worry Prince." Simba looked at the smiling face of the gnu that is slowly and lovingly stroking his hard cock, "We are here to treat you like the king you are meant to be." The lion murred as he felt the wet warm tongues on his chest; the two gnus to his sides are rubbing his belly and sides as they lick his chest and bite his nipples with their flat teeth. Nothing about this was rough...there was no pain...no humiliation...it was all so...pleasing. These men were using their bodies to pleasure him...that is something he was totally unprepared for and felt a bolt pleasure shoot through, which manifested in a blod of pre shooting out of him and running down his shaft onto the gnu's hands. He took it in stride, however, and used the pre to lube up the cock and let his hands move faster on the feline dick.

Simba squirmed against the treatment on theses three gnus. The large one behind one his simply held him to his body. The others were doing the work for now, but his role in this situation has yet to be revealed. "Do you feel good, my prince?"

"Oh gods...yes...ohhh..."

"Good. Leave him." The three gnus did as they were told and removed their mouth and hands from the lion's body. Simba whimpered in mild frustration, but was excited to feel himself being lifted up off the stool...now they would claim him as their toy. To his surprise, however, his desire to fucked hard and heavy was not meant to be. The large gnu sat on the stool behind the lion, "My Prince?" Simba turned around and was shocked at the size of the package standing out from this hard muscled man. "I wish to pleasure you with my cock, if that will please you."

A tentative paw reached and touched the wet head of the cock hardly believing just how swollen this meat pole was. "It would please me very much." The words seemed to be an automatic reflex...no emotions behind them...no thought...this lion was desperate for a hard ride. The large gnu smiled and turned the lion around, sniffing at the butt in front of him. His wide tongue slipping from between his lips to drink of the flesh and fur. Simba moaned slowly and the two gnus that had been licking his chest move to his shoulder and held him upright, softly rubbing his wet chest and belly again. Their hands groping and massaging his muscles.

The one gnu that was left knelt in front of the lion prince and rubbed at the muscled thighs as he nuzzled the warm cock and full balls, sniffing greedily at the heavy musk. Mufasa was watching eagerly, his son obviously not used to being handled so tenderly...which was Scar's fault...his brother would pay that. But he smiled anyway as his son was cared for so lovingly. Another gnu walked in front of the ex-king, stroking his cock and smiling lewdly, "You can still hear him...suck it." Mufasa opened his mouth obediently and felt the girth slide over his tongue.

The large gnu gave one last very slow lick up and down Simba's butt crack delighting in the moans he heard. Sitting up straight, the gnu ran his hands over the hips of the young prince. He pulled back gently and Simba gasps as he felt the engorged head of the mighty cock poke at his entrance. Simba pushes back while the gnu pulls him down, both working together to sink the cock into him. When Simba started pushing back moere firmly...the gnus at his shoulders pulled him back up. They had retrain him to ge gentle and to take his time. Frustrated Simba looked at his dad...still being fucked hard and wetly, but now he sucking heartily on a huge cock.

The large gnu wasable to keppup a constant movement as he sat Simba down on his. More and more of its girth disappeared into the lion's ass. This forced out moans and shivers from whining man getting speared on his meat. The gnu kneeling fron of Simba grabbed hold of his legs and lifted them up and over shoulders. This new position made it crucial for the two at his shoulders to help maintain his descent. Simba was getting filled by this cock and he whimpered as it did so...it felt incredible to be filled at such a slow pace. He felt every inch entering him...every bump...every vein...the whole texture of the colossal cock.

Finally his journey ended and he felt the strong thighs against his own as he was sat donw fully on the gnu behind him. "Do not worry, Simba." The large gnu once again, show the abused lion some kind tenderness and brushed his cheek against Simba's, "I'm right behind you.' The gnu that was simply nuzzling his cock and balls instead drew the feline member into his mouth and began sucking firmly, yet still gently. Not wanting to get the prince too hot too fast.

The two gnus at his shoulders are slowly stroking themselves and they offer their cock to Simba. "Go on," The large gnu whispered at his ear, "treat yourself to their cock prince." He looks up at the smiling gnus as they rmove their hands from their own meat. His paws are slow, uncharacteristically slow, but when he reached their warm rods it was like a light went on. He moved his hands slowly along their length, using his paw pads to press into soft spots on their hard members. "Taste their meat prince...that's what they want."

Leaning over to them, Simba licked both heads clean of the pre they dripping and then engulfed one in his warm mouth. His hand stayed on the other member, stroking slowly and sucking softly on the one in his mouth. His tongue dancing over the flesh tasting the pre and musk...it was hot, but he didn't feel likeraving the cocks...or having them ravage him. Rather he felt a bond developing between these men and himself...he wanted to pleasure them in a loving ways...even as his father was getting the treatments he thought he would receive. Loud wet slaps resound off the hut walls accented by moans and grunts as they have at each other.

But these four gnus were only interested in pleasuring Simba slowly...they were training him for something. He pulled his mouth off the cock he was eaferly sucking and moved his hand back to it, stroking it with his saliva. "You're training me...why?" The large gnu pointed toward the other gnu cock that he hadn't sucked yet. The gnu sucking on Simba reached up and stroked his heavy balls gently, making him growl low in pleasure. He swallowed the dry but dripping gnu cock and waited for his answer.

The gnu behind the prince, stroked the lion's back gently and flexed the cock insde his ass, "We know what Scar has done...but the rules of these lands still apply...he is the king and can only be challenged by another lion. Mufasa is strong...but he cannot fight his brother. You are the only one strong enough to fight him...we just need to get your body ready to resist him." Why would he need to resist him? He is just a normal lion...and an older one at that...he could be beat him no problem.

The large gnu laughed at the younger lion's arrogant enthusiasm. "Scar has made Rafiki bestow on him some ancient markings that make his body more perfect. He is now capable of having sex for days without stopping. We are here to make sure you are able to do the same." The two gnus standing with the cocks in Simba's face both moaned as he trades off sucking and stroking them. They share a passionate kiss as they are worked on by the skilled lion. The feline had natural sexual talents, there was no doubt about that. Rafiki gave Scar some of his magic, so Okono would give Simba some of his. So right now, it was their job to get the prince ready to receive such gifts and make sure that his body could withstand the process.

Simba moaned as as he is sucked off skillfully while being so full of cock...it was so erotic to have these men slow down with him and let him feel ecery bit of pleasure he could find. He wanted more...more teasing...more pleasure...and the gnus were all too happy to oblige. The standing gnus reached up under the feline's arms and pulled him up slowly on the large cock inside of him. He whimpered as he felt it leaving him, making him feel empty. He hated the feeling of being so empty, but his hatred faded as the large gripped his hips softly. The muscled herbivore pulled him back down so slowly that he could feel every vein as his ass swallowed all of that hot cock again.

His own cock was leaking pre that the gnu with his mouth lovingly wrapped it eagerly drank down. Each passing second brought more and more pressure from the mouth sucking harder on his feline member. It felt great to be treated like this and Simba was rolling his hips backwards onto the hard cock and forwards into the warm throat. His own throat filled with a warm member with his fingers dancing and squeezing another member that was dripping copious amounts of pre and lubing his hand up as he stroked it. He was the center of attention, which he loved being...but he also able to take his time and felt his arousal slowly building towards his climax.

Every touch sent electric bolts of pleasure through him, making clench his throat, his ass, and even his cock flexed in the mouth that greedily drinking in his rod. "You know...Simba...it could be...like this...everyday/"

Simba suddenly recognized the voice of his father. He couldn't see him, but he felt the pleasure in his voice. He was getting a good ride, a fact that Simba was disappointed that he couldn't see it. The standing gnus parted, the cock slipping from Simba's mouth with a loud slurp. Simba continued to stroke them but moaned loudly as he saw his father not lying on top of a large gnu, with another one behind him. His father was taking both cocks deep inside of him and the prince's cock throbs hard at the sight.

"Oh gods...dad...I want...this...everyday. I want it all." The prince's voice trembled as he watched his father lean up so his son could watch him stroke the bulges in his belly. "Fu...yes."

"You like watching daddy get fucked?"

Too caught up in his arousal and lusts to be embarrassed, Simba replies, "Yes..." He looked down at his own belly and saw the bulge from the large gnu cock inside of him. The little gnu that sucking him off was bobbing up and down on his dick at a fast pace, but was skillfully providing as nearly constant suction on his sensitive flesh. The standing gnu moaned as they felt the hands around their rods squeeze hard. The lion was enjoying this and so were the gnus that were training him.

"Your daddy's a slut you know...just like you. And that's why you're gonna beat your uncle." Simba turned to the large gnu, the feline body was on fire with pleasure and it was growing at a constant rate, "You really think I can beat him?"

The large gnu smiled and brought a soft hand up to brush the prince's cheek, "I know you can...when you're ready." He presses their lips together and slides his tongue into the prince's royal mouth, tasting him and the pre from his brother's cocks that was still there. Simba relaxed into the kiss despite the pleasure that was rocking his body. The heavy scents of these musky and lusty men just made him even more aroused. The large gnu broke the kiss with a long slurp.

The group of gnu work over the prince's body, fuckinghim, sucking him, groping him, teasing him and doing everything they can to give him the pleasure he needs to build his arousal. The slow fucking was great and Simba could the pre lubing up the huge dick as it ground against his prostate. "Fuck...my prince...you are...so tight."

Simba rode that cock for all it was worth, turning to look at the hunky gnu behind him, "A huge cock makes any hole tight."

"Good point." The large gnu suddenly grabbed the feline butt cheeks and pushed him up along his cock until only the head remained inside. He held him there and nodded. The standing gnus each reach down and gently pat the gnu that is sucking on Simba's cock on his head. The little gnu, give the feline cock and long lick from the base to the head, wrapping his wide tongue almost all the way arounf the member.

The cat moaned out loud, his mind clouded with fevered pleasure. So he barely felt his hands get pulled away from the two cocks he was stroking. They stepped forward together and when a loud moan escaped the lustful lion, they pressed their heads together on his tongue. Simba's senses dropped back on him and mouth opened in surprise, which is all the gnus needed to press their shafts into his warm mouth. "That's it, kitty kat....takes those cocks...we know you can."

The large gnu began to hump firmly into the ass that is rolling over his lap. He moaned out, "Yes...these pleasures...is all yours...my prince." Simba's hands moved to the butts of the gnus that were fucking hi face. They were strong and flexed they pressed in, their warmth burning the feline's mouth. The fires were doused by the flood of pre they were leaking into his mouth, which he drank down with vigor. His hard sucking only made their cocks rub together even more and they moaned against each other.

"Kitty likes eating cock, huh?" The large gnu moaned loudly as the cat clenched hard on his cock head. "Let's see if this hit ass of yours is as hungry for cock as your mouth." The powerful gnu pulled him down hard on his cock, foregoing the slow preparations...now he wanted to fuck the prince. Pleasure surge forward and Simba gasped, sucking in cold air and moreof the twin cocks. "Remember, my prince, these were your father's lnads and should be ruled by you." His tongue wiggled underneath them, between them, and all around them, drinking down their musky taste. More moans rang out from above the prince, behind him, and even muffled moans rose from beneath him. The men were enjoying each other's bodies, engorging on the pleasures of their sex and lusts. "Return to these lands, Prince Simba and reclaim your throne and honor."

When Simba felt a hand around his nuts, giving the wet orbs a gentle squeeze his closes his eyes, never wanting this pleasure to end. He realized that he stopped hearing his father...and his loud moans as he was pounded by two hung hunks. He wanted to snap his eyes open to survey the scene, but they opened slowly. His vision was blurred and it was dark...when di that happen? His confusion deepened when he heard crickets chirping, felt wet grass under his fur, and smelled sex...well that part hadn't changed. But everything else was different.

Still long wet slaps entered his ears, but where were they coming from? They seemed close, but he wasn't feeling anything. Then his senses returned to him and he felt the hard wet meat sliding into his ass. Then he registered the grunted...forceful and determined...as if tired but desperate to keep going. He glanced over his shoulder, fearing what would be buggering him. His mind went everywhere, but then relaxed when he saw his portly friend, Pumba grunting as he fucked into his feline ass.

A dream? Is that all it was? It seemed real...more real than when people say a dream felt real. Simba reached down to his belly to feel the bulge and felt a bloated and distended belly. It was warm and felt nice as the hard cock came up and bulged his belly further only to retreat as the warthog pulled out. Simba felt his belly sloshing as the hog fucked him firmly, each thrust sloshing around the seed that he has previously dumped into the sleeping lion.

Simba moaned and Pumba smiled weakly, "Finally...awake?"

"How long...oooh...have you been...at it...big boy?"

The warthog gave the sore and abused butt cheek a firm slap, forcing a low moan out of the lion, "A few hours."

"Hours?" Simba rested his head back on the soft muscled chest, letting the portly porcine pound him wetly and loving the feeling of the firm fucking. He clenched his ass tighter around the cock as it spewed pre inside of him, filling him even more and forcing the seed that was alreadt in him deeper inside of him. The semen still warm and warming the lion from his insides, "Gods...keep it up porky?"

"Porky?!" Pumba rolled over on top of the lion, pressing his full belly down into the wet grass. The lion gasped and moaned as the hog's weight settled on his back. The porcine's hips throwing his dick deep into his bowels with enough force to send ripples over the feline's form. The lustful warthog leaned down to the prince's ear, "You call me Mr. Pig."

Simba only moaned in response as he felt the warm seed pressing against more of his insides. Pushing back into the heavy thrusts, the cat growled in lust. He felt tired too, having just realized that his body wanted to give out, but the pleasure felt too good to quit now. The scents of their sex, their semen, and their sweat created an intoxicating aroma that made them both keep going.

"Fuck....Simba...your ass...is so hot."

Simba whimpered as that hot and hard cock slowly ground against his prostate. "You're...cock...is...ama...ahhhh...amazing."

"I'm close." Simba moaned in anticipatory pleasure, wanting to be flooded again with this potbellied man's musky seed once more. This time he'd be conscious and would feel the rush and the warmth filling him. But then he felt the fat cock pull all the way out of his ass, drawing a pathetic whimper from his lips. The warthog stood and helped Simba up to his knees. "You need to take a bath."

The chubby porcine, draped his arms at his sides, and nodded towards his throbbing cock. The heavy scents wafting off that thick meat made Simba feel dizzy. It was the warthog's prees and semen...but it was also his own insides...he had been inside of him for hours. He desperately wanted that meat in his mouth, but he knew that the pig wanted. His paws moved quickly to the cock and squeezed it firmly as he bgan to swiftly jerk him to his next climax. Sitting on his knees like this, Simba felt some of the seed that had been spilt already inside of him oozing out of his ass.

Despite the fact that Pumba was little on the heavy side...he had muscles. While his hands were jerking him off fast and heavy, his feline eyes surveyed his form. He was not as tall as he was, but he was every bit as muscular. His being a warthog, meant that he wore weight well. This, in turn, meant that those muscles were hidden under a layer of fat. And this meant that he could catch any predator that attacked him off guard. See Pumba was a lot smarter than people gave him credit for...especially Timon, which was why for the past few weeks...Pumba has fucked Simba in secret.

The two of them had laughed about Timon's paranoia and raging ego while helping each other relieve their tensions. And now, their tentions were strong again...they had built themselves up and now were waiting for the last bomb to explode. Pumba was moaning loudly and pinching his nipples as Simba's skilled hands stroked his meat log. Simba smiled to himself, the warthog was getting what he wanted...his feline eyes drifted down to that dripping cock...why couldn't the prince get what he wanted.

The lion leaned forward, bringing his quivering lips closer to his target. The musky scent of that wet cock penetrated his nostrils and wormed its way deep into his lungs. The leonine lips engulfed the head of that cock and the rough tongue licked at the cock slit, tasting the pre from the source. Pumba shouted in surprise and moaned hard as he felt the rising tide of his orgasm. That rough tongue felt great on his cock head, so he held out as long as he could. But suddenly, he pulled Simba off his cock.

Simba knew why and closed his eyes and opened his mouth, waiting for the sweet sticky prize. It came only a moment later as the big lug grunted hoarsely and shot his orgasm onto the feline tongue. It was slimy and oh-so-satisfying to feel that silky pungent cream coat the inside of his mouth and tongue. Simba then closes his mouth, dipping his head down so the man milk doesn't invade his nose. Oh...it was so warm as it douced his face, and mane and it didn't seem to be showing any signs of slowing down.

In fact, the porcine's orgasm seemed to be firing a constant stream of semen over his face. Simba moved his hands up to his mane and brushed it back, suddenly feeling like he actually was taking a bath. The warm seed feeling close enough to water, that the lion began to rub his body, washing the seed into fur and drinking some down. Pumba moaned hotly as he jerked his cock, aiming it over the prince's sexy body. He got even hotter than he thought he could watching the lion, bath in his orgasm.

Simba fell backward, the stream of seed now landing on his belly. Simba moaned and rubbed it over his chest as the warthog points his erupting cock at the nipples and then moves it down over the lion cock and balls. Pumba grunted as his orgasm finally began to die down. His strokes became more powerful, wanting to get every drop he can squirt onto his lion friend...to further arouse them both. Finally, his orgasm stalled and the warthog fell to his knees with a wide grin on his face. He looked down on the lion, his voice still hoarse with arousal, but his lust can no longer overpower his tiredness, "You...look great...covered...in my seed."

Simba only moaned, licking his lips and tasting as much of the cream as his tongue could reach. "I've got...got to...go home...Pumba."

"It's only a short walk from here...I can carry you."

"Not our home Pumba...my home...my old home. I need to reclaim my...honor."

Pumba stood on shaky legs but helped Simba sit up, "You're just gonna leave us...just like that?"

Simba smiled, despite the guilt he's feeling now, "I'm sorry Pumba...but this is something I have to do."

Now the warthog smiled, surrounded by his warm afterglow. The clouds had begun to darken with the approaching rains and were encroaching upon their position in the oasis. Pumba sighed heavily at the thought of Simba leaving, but something inside him told him it would be for the best. Looking back down the cum covered lion, Pumba stepped closer to him and bent over to pick up a thick stick. Simba watched with confusion as the large warthog waved the stick around towards the sky, "Look Simba, at the clouds."

The feline eyes went from the hung hunk before him to the darkening and shifting skies above him. The dark clouds were rolling over one another...there would be lightning here too...which made Simba's spince shudder. Lightning had always frightened him, "Yeah, I see what you mean. It looks like the winds are changing."

"Well, change is good."

"Yeah I know, but it's not easy." Simba looked down at his wet and slimy body, feeling both aroused and frightened...the fear accenting his still buzzing arousal and vice-versa. "I know what I have to do. But, going back means I'll have to face my past." Simba closed his eyes and ran his hands over his soaked torso, "I've been running from it for so long."

"Hmmm." Pumba whacks Simba on the head with his stick.

"Oww!" Simba cries out, rubbing his head and trying to shoothe the throbbing pain, "Jeez Pumba...what was that for?"

"Why does it matter to you? It's in the past now!" The big man laughed a big belly laugh. Pumba was always an odd one, he had smarts and was far wiser than others saw of him.

The feline prince, brings his hand into his view to make sure he wasn't bleeding, "Yeah, but it still hurts."

"Oh yes, the past can hurt." Pumba lowers his head, as if remembering a tragedy from his own past. "We are only aware of the now, Simba...so the way I see it...you can either run from the past..." The warthog looked at him with kind and gentle eyes, "or learn from it." Pumba swung at Simba with that large stick again, but this time Simba easily ducks it. "Hah! You see!" Pumba throws the stick away, but doesn't move away from the lion looking up at him, "So what are you going to do?"

"First," Simba run his cum covered hands over the warthog's still wet member, "I'm gonna suck your stick clean for setting me straight." With that said, the porcine pecker disappears into the prince's mouth. He sucks at the fluids on the flesh, cleaning every inch of the glorious cock. The big lug moaned as his tongue lolled out of his mouth. Simba pulled off the meat and licked his lips, tasting as much as he can of the seed that is still covering him. He stands slowly, looking Pumba in his loving eyes, "Thank you Pumba. Tell Timon I said goodbye."

Tears began the sting at the warthog's eyes, "I will. You go get your pride back." The two of them share a soft hug, the now cool cum smearing between them. Then Simba tore away from the hug and took off...full force. Pumba was left alone under the stars...wrapped snuggly in his afterglow...and with a belly covered in his own cum.

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Mufasa's heart pounded...his feet ached...and all of his muscles protested every movement; but still he ran. How far he had ran over these naked lands never crossed his mind; for he had a purpose and nothing, not even the blistering sun, would stop him from fulfilling that purpose. Eventually, his body got the message his mind was screaming for awhile now...it needed to rest. Finally slowing his tired feet, the lion fell to his knees, his breathing deep and desperate.

The tiredness in his body went to his mind as well as he tried in vain to remember how he had gotten away from the gnu encampment. But it didn't matter now...his son was alive and returning to challenge Scar for the throne...and he would be there fighting by his son's side. But he had to get there first, which meant he had to get up and start running again. The old, but still active body slowly brings itself up to its feet again. Okay...he could rest when he got himself to the watering hole, but right now he's got to...

"...he was hot."

HIDE! The large lion dives into a nearby bush, careful not to arouse the ears of whoever it was advancing on his position. Kneeling in the bush, his adrenaline flowed through him as he peeked out of the cracks between the leaves and saw movement. The bodies moved with grace, but had a certain firm swagger...as though they were meant to be there and anyone else that was around was a challenge to that role.

Then the feline eyes caught sigh of their swinging prizes...each one large and flaccid and still hitting their knees as they patrolled what were once his lands. They passed by the bush and their musk wafted over to him, enticing him with their sweaty sweetness. His mouth watered, his cock throbbed, and his ass clenched involuntarily...he wanted their cock inside of him and he hated himself for it. Still his body moved leaping from the bush and landing gracefully behind the spotted hyenas.

The three patrolling scavengers turned to the sound expecting to see something different than what caught their eyes. Standing a few feet behind them was the target of their patrols...but their eyes are greeted by his naked flesh. The proud lion holds his head high as he makes his way over to them, "Hey there big boys, patrolling can so boring." The large cat, finding new strength in his muscles, gracefully turned and bent over. With his ass exposed to them he looked over his shoulder at them, "Why don't you let me relieve some of that boredom."

The large hyenas bared their claws and teeth, grinning like madmen. They moved slowly though...not sure if this was some kind of trap. The job was boring...and they were all pent up...bur thet were not gullible. "You're just gonna offer yourself to us...no trouble?"

"No trouble." Mufasa started to stand turn to face them, "But if you don't want to..."

The canine's grabbed him and pushed him back into a bent over position their hands groping and rubbing his body all over. "NO! We want you..." The male standing behind the lion spanked the feline's ass hard, "We were just trained by Scar to be...cautious." Their hard groping hands brought moans to the leonine lips, which in turn made the hyenas smile. They wanted this man's body as a toy and they were not going to take "no" for answer.

They forced the lion down onto his hands and knees in a desperate move. Mufasa was surprised by their strength and desire for him, but he realized that all the hyenas were holding him in a powerful and dominating holds...they were all tops and didn't want to bottom to each other. But now they had something warm and wet they could stick them dicks into. He suddered as he thought about the unlucky creature they could've have found that would've been far less willing to be their fuck toy.

The sensitive feline nose picked up the strong scent of musk as a cock was shoved between his lips without any warning. He gagged around the large and sturdy cock, but quickly adjusted to it. He felt the pulsing flesh and veins rub against his tongue and mouth and teeth...it was great to have such a thick log in his mouth. He began to wonder what one of these monster cocks would feel like in his ass.

The hyena behind Mufasa was in far better control of his lusts, and actually began to tease the lion instead of impaling that sexy golden ass. His cock kissed the tight hole it would eventually stretch open, and went about rubbing up and down the lion's butt crack. Mufasa moaned around the cock in his maw, he wanted to be filled from both ends, but held himself back from sucking their cocks into him, knowing that he was at their mercy now.

Mufasa wasn't sure...but he thought he could actually feel the heart beat of the man fucking his mouth and throat. The pulse reverberated throughout the area, as his warm pre leaked into and lubed up his throat. The third hyena knelt beside the lion and ran his hand over his back, smiling a crude kind of satisfactory smile. They had their prey now...so they could take their time and enjoy his body. "You like that hot cock throbbing in your mouth don't you? Do you crave for our cocks?"

A weak nod and muffled moan is all he got as a response. He stood up and straddled the lion's back sitting down so he could look at that glorious ass as it was teased by a hard canine cock. Finally, Mufasa felt another wet kiss at his pucker, but this grew with intense pressure as the cock was pushed into him. The hyena sitting on his back licked his lips and grabbed the cheeks firmly in his hands and pulled them apart, giving his patrol partner all the acces he needed.

"No need Dahm...this lion is loose and limber."

"Really?" Dahm let go of butt cheeks, but gave them both a hard smack, "This toy's been played with already."

Mufasa blushed at comment. He knew that it wasm't a question and as a statement its only purpose would be for the big strong lion to hear that he is there toy. The blush deepened as he realized that no part of him wanted to contest that statement. He only worked his mouth harder and clenched his anal ring around the fat cock blissfully filling his ass.

The three hyenas smiled triumphantly as their hands groped and smacked the lion's flesh. "How's his mouth Lonko?"

Lonko was had his hands tangled in the auburn colored mane, his face etched in tortured pleasure, "Ahhhhh....like fucking water. You like...sucking cock...king slut?" The hyena's head dips forward as Mufasa sucks another long moan out of him.

"Good." Another smack to those glorious cheeks made the lion jump and the hyenas moan as his body tightens in surprise. Lonko began to leak pre into the cat's mouth. Each string of pre was thick and tasted of his warm musk and Mufasa wanted more, his tongue milking that hot cock of all of it prize. The cock in his ass was no different, the pre lubing his walls and the cock slid easier into and out of him, which only meant the the hyena could fuck him harder.

And he did, each of the hyean's thrusts were punctuated by a hard and wet slap. Dahm grinned aas he watched that fat cock disappearin that hungry ass only to be thrown up and foced back in. It was a rhythm that he was familiar with feeling...but he had never seen it. The pre gathered around the cock and around the spread opening, so bit his lip as a thought entered his mind. He pressed his finger to the open hole and picked up some of the pre and wetness from the butt that is speared by his patrol partner's member. He leans up and rolls his hips and butt over the back of the flexing lion as he licks his fingers clean of the mess he picked up.

The hyena at his rear, suddenly grabbed Mufasa's haunches tightly and he banged him harder and faster. The increased force, driving him into the long cock he is eagerly sucking and forcing more the delicious meat into him. Dahm smiled, "Hey Lonko, looks like Ubon is close to spilling."

"Yeah? So...am I."

With a mighty thrust from both ends, Mufasa felt crushed between the meaty cock as they flooded his insides with their warm conquest. They had claimed him now and he had no arguments, even as the two continued to fuck him hard as their cocks pour seed into him. He dug his claws into the dirt, trying to stay upright through the haze of the pleasure that he was feeling. A deep blush and soft expressing ran over his face as he felt a pooling warmth in his belly from all the seed flowing into him.

Lonko pulled out and sprayed some of his seed all over the feline's face and even slapped his cock wetly onto the bridge of his nose. Ubon did the same and painted thos magnificent butt cheeks white with his spurting tool. Mufasa collapsed to the ground with Dahm falling with him. When Dahm's weight his back, some seed was shot of his butt and mouth. Lonko smiled as his seed splashed on his cock and he rubbed it into his own flesh.

Dahm turned on the lion's back and laid on top of his back, leaning into the ear and nibbling on it gently. "Aww come on kitty...you can't be tired already...I haven't gotten a turn." Mufasa looked to the hyena, smiling wickedly and found himself unable to speak, but willing to let these men do whatever they wanted to him. A thick purplish tongue snaked out and licked the feline's neck and cheek, "So get ready for a few more rounds big boy."

**********

Just a little further he thought, even as his muscles and bones begged him to stop. Another few minutes of running and he would be able to rest for his continued trip home. He knew he had to fight Scar for the right to be king, but he was unsure if Scar had any of his troops stationed at the watering hole near Pride Rock. If there were troops there...he would not be able to fight them off in his present condition. But still he continued running towards the large lake, even knowing the potential danger.

There was a chance that some of the animals of the Pride Lands have not been subjugated yet. So maybe Simba could rally some of his own troops to help him fight against his uncle's forces. Simba was amazed at hos the lands had changed they seemed dull now...like all the life had siphoned away from them. As he neared the watering hole he began to hear moans, grunts, and wet slpping sounds. There were enemies here...and they were having their way with some unfortunate soul. Not anymore...

"Hey! Let him go...?" What greeted the price's eyes was a surprise unlike any he expected. Standing in the cool water was large gorilla, his cock buried in the rear of a bent over hyena. The canine's cum encrusted mouth was also being invaded by another large gorilla. Globs of semen floated in the water around them, and the hyena himself was painted in spots of white cream. He had long since stopped resisting...or maybe he was too tired to do so, but he was moaning loudly as they slammed him from both sides. The gorilla's never stopping their thrusting, not even paying attention to lion that had foolishly tried to stop them.

The gorilla in the water, leaned back and uses of his feet to grip the canine cock and stroke it firmly trying to jucie another orgasm out of the hyena. His hands smack the butt and hips as he pounds him forward into the hard cock he is no longer sucking on. The other gorilla content to force his cock deep enough for a deep throat, fucking his face slowly...but powerfully. The large hands held the canine's head where it was so as to keep the warm tunnel of his throat around his pulsing cock.

Simba groaned as he felt his own arousal piquing and flooding his body with chemicals and hormones, fueling his tired muscles and renewing theisr strength. The warm heat he was feeling was not coming from the sun...but rather the scents of the hot sex...it filled his lungs and warmed him from the inside out. Instinct guided his hand to his already hard member and he squeezes it hard moaning softly as he began to stroke himself to the display.

"I'm close Rahno"

Rahno would have replied to that, but his body tenses and his climax shoot down the throat of the hyena where so many orgasm have already been spilled. The normally tight canine body had been filed from both end so many time that he looked fat and bloated...his belly sloshing as he is used by the these two hung hunks. Rahno, who had been sitting on the bank of the lake as his brother hammered that hyena from behind, relaxed and petted the hyenas head like one would a pet. The hyena growled softly to this, desperately clinging to his own dominant nature before he had been forced between this two strong men. "You hear that Grodd? He still thinks he's a threat to us."

"That's cu...ooooohAHHH!" Grodd's own climax surged through his mighty cock again, flooding the already full bowels once more. The rush of semen spurted from the around the hard cmeat finding now more room inside the hyena. Grodd pulled out and once again rubbed his erupt cock between those tight butt cheeks as his cream fountains over the creatures butt and back.

Simba moaned hard to this, and the gorilla finally became aware fo his presence. They looked, expecting another hyena, and thus another fight, but when they saw Simba they smiled. The lion prince was blushing with his eyes half opened, but focused on the action before him. He had one hand on his rolling and pinching a nipple and the other hand pumping his cock with passionate need.

A grin from both gorillas greeted Simba's sense's, "So you finally came back?"

Even if Simba wanted to answer the question, he mind would noy respond to anything expect hos much he wanted whatever they had done to the hyena.

Getting silence from the masturbating lion, Grodd pulled out harshly and let the hyena collapse for the first time since they started fucking him a few hours back. The gorilla was HUGE and his cock was in proportion...it was magnificent. It gleamed under the sun with the various fluids that had surrounded it inside the hyena. Rahno pulled the canine's head off and dropped him harshly to the bank...they were done with him now.

"So prince Simba...you gonna challenge Scar for the throne?"

Simba still could not speak so caught in his lusts after seeing that display and imagining it happening to him. Instead he simply nodded.

"That's good, but you won't be able to beat him by jerking off at him. How do you plan on beat him?"

Simba moaned again, his stroking getting more fevered as the gorillas stand naked and wet in front of him. He had no idea how to beat Scar...he had been gone for what felt like ages, to him at least. His heart fluttered as he was the hung primates walking towards him. He could see the hard members bouncing with each measured and powerful step. Each of those endowments looked so frightening and exciting to behold their size was so great that the prince found it hard to believe that he would wrap around the thinnest part of their shafts.

The large primates finally reached him and took him gently into their arms, pulling him closer and until his feet dipped into the cool water. The water made Simba moan as he felt it rising as they guided him to where they wanted him to be. The water level was now just below his knees and he was still stroking himself, which Grodd stopped with a powerful hand grabbing the prince's own. Simba gasped and looked at the gorilla, who expression seemed more like a predator. His eyes large and focused, his lips tight...even around the soft grin...and his breath coming in slow patient breaths.

Grodd leaned in close touching his lips to Simba's, letting his warm breath caress the lion's face and sink into his mouth. He smiled as the lion responded almost immediately, his body shaking and his knees wobbling, but the two strong apes held him up easily. "You see prince..." the gorilla's tongue flicked over the leonine lips softly, "...you don't have to do much if you know what you doing."

This small act elicited out of the slightly older prince a slow moan of rising pleasure. He felt his body absorbing the energies like a sponge and he wanted to do more than just stand there and take it. "What should I do?"

Rahno chuckled, slapping his own broad chest. No ripple greeted the feline eyes to show there was any kind of fat on these men, they were filled with muscle, which only excited the horny lion even more. "I like you enthusiasm prince."

Grodd placed a soft hand the red mane, brushing between his finger and delighting in how soft it felt. The large man kneeled and turned so he is lying almost flt in the water. The only parts of himself about the water now are his chest, shoulder, and head. "First we need to teach you his tactics. You're uncle is a brilliant and charismatic leader in his own right. He'll press every advantage he can get over you."

Simba was still in need of and his body iched and ached for the pleasure he wanted from this men. However, he was also listening and paying attention to their words and wisdom as it would be used to take his fathers's lands...no...HIS lands...back from his uncle. This would be a tough fight and he need all the help all he could get. "Tell me something..."

"Ask your question prince."

A hand reached down and rub the head of that large wet gorilla cock softly. Grodd moaned as the prince touched his sensitive meat, "If I were to let you show me how to fight my uncle and his forces...would you join me in that fight?"

Grodd and Rahno look to each other with concern on their faces. The Gorillas have sworn to stay out of this situation entirely. But the hyenas are slowly encroaching on their territory...so it is only a matter of time before the gorillas will defend their land. But this might actually help their cause...if they join Simba now and help defeat Scar, the hyenas will be back to being a nuisance.

"We're in." Grodd grinned widely at the prince as he rubs his hand up the lion's leg, "Now let us begin."

Simba bent down slightly and rubbed the huge cock head with his butt, squeezing it his cheeks. He marveled at the size of it and wondered if he could take something so big...it looked even larger than an elephant member...but he had agreed to it already and he was a man of his word. So, taking a breath in preparation for the dull rising sensation of being filled with cock, Simba tried to relax as hs lowered himself onto the mushroomed head.

"Come on Prince...you can't tell me it's too big. Rahno...would you mind helping him find his seat?"

Simba didn't even have time to look back as the gorilla's hands grip his shoulders and push him down. His ass was speared and spread on that large shaft and he winced at the burning pain that greeted him. The pain was like fire...searing and vibrant, while the almost unnoticeable pleasure acted as ice...smooth and tight around him. Simba looked over his shoulder to see the expression on the face of the gorilla behind him...but there was no body...only a hand on his shoulder.

Realizing what this must mean, he looks up and see that the gorilla was hanging from a nearby tree...with his feet planted on the feline's shoulders. His own large and erect member stood out and begged for attention, but Simba was unable to reach it at it's current position. His gaze fixated on the pulsing flesh, the veins clearly visible, he wanted it...his tongue slipping out and licking his lips as his mind wswam in thought of sucking on that cock.

The pressure continued to grow with the length of cock entering his ass. All he could do was moan slowly as the gorilla seemed careful not to injure the prince...he still had to fight his uncle when they were done after all. Grodd brought his hand to the sexy hips of the lion, delighted to feel them spreading further open as his cock worms its way into him. Finally, the whole cock was inside and Grodd felt the toned butt cheeks of the "dead" prince collided with his thighs.

Simba felt hot just from the full girth sitting inside of him...the weight of the endowment was something that made him shudder. How would it feel when these men picked up their pace? Another shudder shook his spine as a moan seeped between his lips....he wanted this....he wanted it now. "I can take it." Simba looked down on Grodd and smiled around another soft moan, "I need it. I want you boys to ride me hard...please."

Once again Grood and Rahno share a glance to one another, but their expressions were not ones of concern. Indeed their expressions now were ones of want and deep lust. They were just given permission to ravage the crowned prince of these lands. Grodd squeezes the hips, pressing the lion's walls around his hot cock, and drawing a moan from the lion. "It would be an honor prince Simba."

Rahno examined the branches he was hanging from...strong and sturfy tree limbs...he suddenly shifted his body. Simba felt the "hands" leave his shoulders and looked up to see the gorilla was twisting himself around. He began to wonder what he was doing until the gorilla stopped shift and let his weight hang loosely from the brnaches again. There was a wet pressure at his neck and Simba smiled widely, knowing what it was without having to look. He reached up a hand and gripped the cock and slowly stroked his hand over the girth. The texture was something new...it was like skin....but tougher. He felt the throbbing viens as the apes arousal was still fervent and flowing through him.

Looking down at the thick cock in his hands, he saw a string of pre leaking from the head of the gargantuan member. That one glistening string of pre made Simba want to taste of so badly he couldn't help himself. The pink of of his tongue was a blur as he quickly lapped at the pre.

Rahno and Grodd made their move at this point. Grodd's feet came up and grabbed the lion's hands, pulling them back and tilting his body backward slightly. Rahno grinned and bucked his hips forward, slapping the lion in the face with his thick member.

Simba tried to pull himself free on instinct, but quickly relaxed as another cock slap left some pungent pre on his face. He enjoyed the idea of being used as a fuck toy and now...he had two hoy and very hung gorillas double teaming him...this was gonna be hot. His own cock throbbed achingly as yet another slap of the wet cock brushed against his lips.

"You want my cock? Tell me how much you want it."

"I...I want it."

The cock kissed his cheek again with a slap, "Louder!"

"I want....I want to suck you cock hard!"

Rahno pressed the cock to the lips, "Then take it prince."

Simba did as he was told...having no other options with his arms and legs both secured by Grodd's feet and legs. The cock pressed against his togue and he licked at it as it was fed to him slowly. The taste and smell of it was incredible and Simba felt himself shudder again and the apes above and below him moaned as the vibrations from his body sent pleasure through their cocks.

Rahno moved down the branches to sink more of him member into he willing and wet throat. He loved the feel of the flesh he was dipping into...so warmand welcoming.

Simba barely felt the feet at his shoulder again, but this time they gripped tighter then before. The hands gripping his hips tightly also slipped his mind. The pleasure of being filled with cock from both ends was too great for anything else to register in his mind.

Rahno pulled the lion up forcing more of his cock into the maw, but this also pulled him up along the cock he was impaled on. Grodd pulled him back down, moaning at the lion clenched around him, which pulled the cock out of his throat.

Simba was getting massive amounts of pleasure from both cocks rubbing around in his insides. What made the pleasures even sweeter was the face that the wo large apes seemed to be engaging in a tug-of-war over his body. He moaned hard around the meat spear in mouth and felt his own cock throbbing and pulsing just as hard. With his hands held behind him...he was in a position where he would be if he arched his back. This meant that the cock fucking his ass was pushed directly against his prostate with every powerful thrust.

The pre from both cocks had actually started to spill from from his mouth and ass. Each thrusts now resounded with a loud wet slap and squelch. These sounds only drove the men into more of a frenzy to feed on the pleasures of each other's body. Hands and muscles slid against and into one another...fur met fur...and the scents of pre and sweat began to build up.

The tug-of-war continued and Simba could do nothing to resist it. In fact, he was harder now than he ever had been before. The wet feelings and sounds were the only things he felt and heard and Simba was lost in the pleasures. Resolving himself to letting these men play with his body all they wanted to, Simba closed his eyes. Doing this made the sensations of this intense sex feel much more vibrant in his mind and brought moans out from deep inside of him.

A deep hearty chuckle broke free of Rahno's lips, "Hey Grodd...he really likes this huh?"

Grodd grunted and continued to pull the ass up and down on his hard and wet cock. "Yeah...gods this...lion is so...tight."

Simba worked his head from side to side and clenched his ass hard around the cock inside him. He wanted to give as much pleasure to these men as they were giving to him. The pre being dumped into his throat was something he couldn't help but taste as it slid up and over his tongue, coating that thick meat. It was a taste that made the cat want more of the seed...as if he is somehow not getting enough.

The gorillas tried to hold themselves back. They had to fight their bodies like they have never had to before...this lion was skilled in the art of pleasure. He would give Scar a good run for his money. The warmth around Grodd's cock squeezed in again and he grunted loudly...trying and failing to hold back his oncoming climax.

Rahno was in the same boat as the other ape. The warm and wet velvet of the throat he was fucking and humping into was drawing him ever closer to his next orgasm. The two large men humping the whimpering feline had lost count of just how many orgasms they have shared with others today. But they were happy their sexual energy would help Simba not only recharge, but make him ready and able to take down Scar. The tightening of his testicles was a signal that Rahno had passed 'the point of no return'. A low and lustful moan escaped the thick lips, but it turned....changed into a hard and hoarse grunt of effort.

Simba groaned as the cock seemed to get bigger as they were flooded with the seed he be drowning in soon. All at once he felt the wet warmth being injected in him. He moaned hard and swallowed the musky liquid, but he was not drinking it down as fast as it being pumped into his mouth. Soon there was no mare space left in the willing maw and some of the gorilla's orgasm blasted out of thefeline lips and splashed over his face. The seed in his ass ran into a similar problem and seeped out from around the endowment and coating his lower body. Simba wanted to grab his cock and pump out hisown climax...but the strong hands held him firm. Even in his haze of sexual delight he understood why. His sexual frustration was going to be his weapon....he would claim his uncle's ass and take back his throne.

As more the viscous fluids flood him he begins to feel the warmth everywhere in and on his body. His belly distended from the volume of cum he was taking in and he loved it. He couldn't see it...couldn't touch it...but he could feel his belly growing and swelling. The pressures felt great...if a little painful...but since he had no choice but to take it he concentrated on everything but the pain. The swelling belly...the warm seed...the pungent scents of cum and sweat...and the helplessness he feels with these two large men...this was an intense experience and he would not forget it.

Finally the twin flows of seed began to subside. Rahno cradles Simba's head in his feet as pulled out slowly. The lion drew in a good number of solid lungfuls of breath for the first time since they started. Climbing carefully down the tree, the large ape replaces his foot with his hands as he cleans the prince's face off as best his could with his fingers. Dipping them into lion's and his own mouth afterward.

Grodd cock slammed into the feline's prostate, pressing his seed deeper into the ravenous bowels. He was impressed that the lion's body had not stopped working on him. Pressing down into his sweaty and muscled body, clenching around the still hard cock, the prince's body wanted as much of the cum inside him as he could get. The sweet distended belly rubbing against the gorilla's own tight belly and abs. The large hands moved to that swollen belly and shifted it, smiling as he hears the sloshing inside of it.

Simba moaned happily to this sound, finally being able to relax against the lap he is straddled over. The hard cock slowly softening inside him and allowing mose of the built up cum to seep out. Rahno help the prince stand up and lay him gently in the cool water. They all shared a hearty laugh as Simba's bloated belly floated and broke the water's surface.

Grodd kissed Simba's neck softly, whispering into the folded ears, "You are ready my prince."

"But...I can't fight...Scar..." Simba afforded himself a glance to his belly and he couldn't help but smile. He was so full of cum from these amorous men that he still felt it's warmth sloshing around inside of him, "...like this."

"True." Rahno sat next to them and rubbed the floating belly tenderly, "But we weren't entirely honest with you. We knew you were coming...so Rafiki sent us here to help you get ready."

"I'm confused." How could Rafiki have known he would come back? And what was the gorilla referring to? "What do you mean 'get me ready'?"

"Well, Rafiki made this special potion for us to drink that would gie our seed special...'traits'." Rahno spoke those words and Simba felt something stirring his body. Moving his gaze back to his belly made him gasp and stare at himself intently. Ripples and waves were rising and falling, rolling over his flesh and he was worried that something had somehow gotten inside of him. But that wasn't the case. In fact, his felt his muscles get looser...relaxing by some unheard command...and struggled to keep him eyes opened as a powerful wave of grogginess hits him.

Grodd petted the lion's mane softly, "Don't fight it prince. You will wake up ready to take back you lands and make these lands beautiful again."

Try as he might to stay awake and watch what was happening to his body, his vision began to darken. Until he could no longer hold his eyes open or even hold his head up. Grodd and Rahno watched the prince's body relax and made sure that he stayed up above the water as he was still breathing. The soft and bloated looking feline form began to shrink, but it became tighter and leaner as it did so. Hard muscles grew larger and thickened, but kept up his overall agile and flexible structure...keeping him in proportion with his past appearance.

Rahno gripped his hardening cock again..."Gods! He is hot...for a lion."

Grodd's own endowment was coming back to life as his hand listened to his unsaid needs and went to his own meat as well. He gripped it and softly began to stroke himself. He spoke his voice heavy with new lust and desperation, "Well we can't fuck the prince while the potion is in him."

Rahno looked around and saw two cheetahs running from some hyenas. "Yes! More hyenas!"

Rahno and Grodd both leap from the water, leaving Simba alone for now. They chase down the group and subdue the hyenas and let the cheetahs have their way with the canines first. Then they take their turn and the cheetahs decide to stay and watch. All of this went unnoticed by the unconscious lion prince as his mind was swallowed by the blackness of his sleep.

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The scent of musk and semen hung heavy in the air and seemed to permeate the very air that all present were so very content to keep breathing in. The hyenas that were sleeping and resting about the cavern, each dripping with cum, which they had spilled or that had been spilled in them, were a testament to just how long their lusts had lasted. You could scarcely take a step into the cavern without slipping on some of the warm fluids. Strangely enough there were even streams of it hanging from the stalactites of the cavern, which made it rain down when it collected at the tips and became to heavy for the friction to hold.

Not that Scar minded at all, after all he was already covered nearly head to toe in semen, both from his own member and those of the other charitable contributors. Right now, Scar was feeling invincible due the fact that there was not one, nor any number of his loyal hyenas, that could match his current sexual appetite. Every one of the body trembling orgasms that he had already experienced had only made him want more. His body would have given out long ago were it not for the magic paints decorating his body and potions that had flooded his veins.

Clenching hard at the cock rocketing into his bowels, Scar wanted that cock to go as deep into him as it could. The sheer size of it giving him incredible pleasure, but with the skilled fucking he was getting from the well trained hyena it was attached to, he couldn't help but moan hotly. His black mane stained with globs of white cream, and he wanted more, as he eagerly licked at the twin throbbing cock poking into his cheeks and tongue. His head was buzzing in his sexual frenzy; all he could think about was how to serve his body's needs.

The huge hyena behind him, roared and spanked Scar's ass hard as he tried desperately to hold off what felt like his final orgasm. He had mixed feelings about it being his last; sure he was tired and wanted to rest, but this was some of the best sex he's had and this orgasm felt like it was going to be his biggest one yet. The tightness of Scar's ass was a real surprise knowing how hard the devious lion had been pounded by not only him but mant of the other hyenas here. His moans grew into monstrous grunts as he was trying to stop the freight train of his oncoming climax.

The twin cocks and their owners were not faring any better under the touch of their master lion. Each stroke o those careful hands, each firm lick from that rough tongue, everything the the lion was doing was orchestrated to bring about the hyenas climax and leave him still buzzing for more. The hyenas moaned and grunted as their own climaxes were racing forward seemingly at the speed of light, coming too fast for wither of them to stop themselves.

Scar clenched his ass again, threathenign to rip the cock right off of the hard muscled canine body. He heard three mighty roars and then the more warm and wet cream washed over and into him. The cocks at his face shot their large loads over his mane, they even pulled the cocks up and pushed the lion's head down to paint his shoulders and back white. The hyena at his back never stopped pumping his sweaty cream filled ass even as his own orgasm floods into the feline.

Feeding off the sexual energy like a sponge, Scar absorbed their passionate heat, drinking down all the seed that he could catch in his mouth. His ass kept up the pressure on the still pumping cock, not wanting any of the precious seed to leave his ass. His hands once again settles to the floor as the two hyenas kneeling front of him fell backwards, unable to keep themselves going.

The large hyena slowed his movements until his laps rested against his master's dripping ass. His breath coming in slow and steady but heavy breaths, the intense efforts he had performed to please Scar finally catching up to him. "Are you...satisfied yet...Scar?"

Breathless, but somehow not at all tired, Scar replies, "Yes...Lukan...I am ve..."

"SCAR!" another hyena, this one build for speed and agility, one of his scouts, entered and walked through the cavern, not caring about the cum he was walking over, or the fact that his master was still in afterglow, still impaled in fact on one his hunter's cocks. "I have news...from the fields."

Scar simply looked up at the hyena as his invitations to continue, not wanting to disturb this intense buzzing in his body, but this scout had news that was no doubt important. "Simba is alive and is returning to the Pride Lands to challenge you for place as king."

"WHAT?!" Scar roared loudly as he stood up, knocking Lukan backwards, who moaned as his cock slurped noisily out of the lion's ass. Cum freely dripping from almost every part of Scar's body, but that didn't matter at all now. His hands moved to fast for even the scout to see as they wrapped around his neck. "How do you know this?"

"I was..." The tight bodies hyena coughed and choked as he tried to speak, "...patrolling near the watering hole..." Scar loosened his grip, but the hyena knew that that grip could tighten back at any moment. "and Simba got fucked by these gorillas...I knew I could take themall in a fight, so I listened. Rafiki betrayed you, he sent those gorilla to give Simba that same potion and body paintings that he gave you."

Scar was furious, but this hyena in his hands had done all he could and had actually survived to warn Scar so that he would not be surprised. His grip relaxed from the canine's throat, letting him breathe easier.

"Thank you, Tulohn. Find you can play with Lukan if he's willing." Scar walked forward, unable to believe that not only had Shenzu, Banzai, and Ed failed to kill the prince, but now he was coming back to challenge him? HIM?! That little upstart couldn't just take a hint? He got to the mouth of the cavern that is Pride Rock's inner sanctum and turned his gaze back towards his fallen and used hyenas. The strong and able bodied canine were barely able to handle him and his new appetites, the seed covering the flor walls and ceiling was evidence of his new power.

Simba was coming to challenge him, he knew that, and he also knew that the only way that he could remain king, if Simba really wasn't dead, was to make him submit to him and give the throne to him willingly. He saw Tulohn moaning loudly as he bounced up and down on the slick cock Lukan was hammering into his ass. The moans and wet slapping noise had stirred some of the other hyenas who had gotten their chance to rest and were ready for more action. Hands and cocks went wild as they groped and fucked anything they could get into. Scar actually smiled at them, so strong and eager to keep fucking, it warmed his heart that his troops were ready.

"Starting again without me boys?" He walked by back into the cave and was swallowed by a flurry of hands and muscles, he had to keep strengthening his reserves of sexual energy, which meant that he had to vanquish all of the hyenas arousals. So he got started again, sitting on a hard and slippery cock, feeling it slide up easily inside of him. Another two cocks were taken into his hands and he gave them firm squeezes before starting to jerk them off, wanting more of the warm body paint. Two hyenas move their mouths to his cock and balls, teasing them with their tongue and lips so sweetly that the lion maoned hard. This gave the the the large hyenas all the opportunity he needed to fill the lions mouth and throat with his huge rod. Scar closed his eyes and concentrated on his fantasies about what he would he would do to Simba once he had him in his hands....and one his cock.

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Once again his senses returned slowly, bits of memory slipping back to him about his current situation. He remembered hard cocks...loud moans...and hot cum...yeah that was it...there was something about the cum. He sits up and rubs his face trying to get his head to stop spinning. It wwas when he moved his hand away from his head and into his clearing vision that he saw something was wrong. There was a sigil on his hand...a bright ring of intricate patterns on his hand...both of his hands.

On instinct he tried to wipe what he thought was paint off of him, but to his surprise what was coloring part of his normally golden yellow fur a deep shade of purple was not paint. Instead it was his very fur that was stained violet. The rings were not the only design on his body he saw similar colored marking over his arms and running past his shoulder and down his back. Standing up, he saw that he still near the watering hole...he ran over to it and saw from various perspectives he got from the reflection in the water that the markings were indeed over all of his body. Even his the fur of his balls had the intricate patterns adorning them.

Panicked curiosity grew quickly as he realized that his balls were bigger and felt heavy...more full...then he had ever felt them feel before. But his balls were the only thing that Simba noticed was different. His body...his whole body...felt thicker...bigger and heavier...but he could still move like he used to. In all this excitement he hadn't even noticed that he was getting hotter and hotter...his arousal growing for some reason. That's when he noticed the biggest change of all...his cock had doubled in size. It was broad and strong like he was, and he suddenly felt the urge to touch it.

The hardening member commanded his gaze ah he moved his fingers to the shaft slowly. As soon as contact was made he felt a wrm sensations wash over him as short lived bolts of pleasure surged up his spine. The sensatiosn were so strong and vivid he thought he would die from the sheer pleasure crushing in around him. Quickly he moved his hand away and just stared at himself, breathing slightly more quickly.

A smile spread over his lips, his teeth glinting in soft sunlight, "Thanks Rafiki...it worked."

Simba looked up at that sky that was always there above him. It seemed pale and withered...dark like a bruise...as smoke billowed up from fires started in war. Then hearing a word on the winds around him, his turned and he beheld Pride Rock...a showed monument of it s former glory. Instinct took over once again and he ran...towards Pride Rock...towards his past...towards his throne...and indeed towards his destiny.

After a few moments of running he slowed to a walk as he slowly crossed the desolated land...his father's land...HIS land. He reached the lip of a small cliff and looked out over his former home. Feeling an incredible crushing guilt, but also fury. His uncle...took this land unfairly and ruined the balance his father had made. The destroyed landscape could eventually be repaired if things were allowed to go back to the way they were. But would the lions trust him...if they knew the truth?

Simba shakes his head...there would be time for that later. The bright and colorful landscapes that he remembered are now stained in grays, a monochromatic emptiness of its youth and beauty. Seeing the desolation, heartbreaking in its scope, a look of determination...maybe even fury...appears on Simba's face. There was so much pain in this place now...his uncle was the cause of it...he would have to rectify that...and soon.

"Simba?! Wait up." Nalo trotted up next to him on the ledge, knowing the devastation beyond it. Stopping at the edge, the bleak lands burned into his mind he never had to look at them again to see them. His gaze never leaves Simba's firm expression, "It's awful, isn't it?

Despite the still, almost fiery anger on his features, the prince's voice broke with sadness, "I...I didn't want to believe them. They said it was bad, but..."

"Who said?"

"I don't guess it matters now." Simba lowers his head...seeing his lands bleeding and dyign like this was more than his heart could bare. It was as if Scar had used his very anger to beat these down and let the life that had permeated every blade of grass wither into nothing.

Nalo hated to see the prince, his best friend, like this. He brought a soft hand to his back and rubbed him slowly in what he hoped was a comforting way, "What made you come back?"

"Oh...I finally got some sense knocked into me and I've got the bump to prove it." Simba actually smiled, even chuckled a little at the memory of that bump, but never lifted his head. The light hearted laugh did make him feel better though, but the scents of burning grass brough him back to the warzone he had returned to. Bringign his mind back to the matter at hand he looked at his destroyed world and felt the collective cries of lands and the creatures in it. "Besides, this is rightfully my kingdom, right? If I don't fight for it, who will?"

"I will." Nalo stood straighter then, trying to show how serious he was about fighting for his friend's destiny...and their homeland.

Turning to Nalo, his friend...and the one that been there with him through all the good parts and bad parts of his life...he felt a bit of nervousness crepp into him. He wanted to fight with his friend, but he also didn't want him to suffer for his own mistake. "It's gonna be dangerous."

"Dangerous huh?" Nalo smiled as a warm memory entered his mind. He and Simba had snuck away from the Pride Lands and wandered into the hyenas terrority. Nalo was nervous, but let Simba lead there anyway. They had many times gone there to have sex because Nalo's fear increased their sensations. He would clutch Simba tighter, clench harder around his thrusts, and moan softer, making Simba try harder to draw a louder moan out of him. Nalo sighed happily at that memory and continued his thought, "I laugh in the face of danger. Remember Simba? Ha ha ha ha."

"I see nothing funny about this."

Simba recognized the voice...but it can't be him...Timon would never leave the oasis...would he? Turning to his left he sees the meerkat looking at the devastion in wonderment.

"Timon? Pumba?" Simba was all smiles as hisnew friends made their way next to him. "What are you guys doing here?"

"Some weird monkey dropped by and told us where...and who...you are."

Pumba knelt before Simba...the crowned prince of the Pride Lands...and lowered his head graciously. His voice was calm and genuine, "At your service, my liege."

Timon looked at Simba...then back to the dismal gray, broken lands surrounding them, "Uh...forgive me for saying this Simba. But we're going to fight your uncle...for this?"

Drawing in a solemn breath, Simba felt his nerves steeling themselves for the work ahead. "Yes, Timon...this is my home."

"Heh...talk about your fixer-upper." Timon felt bad after saying those words and quickly tried to think of something to say to lighten the mood. He found himself at a looks for something funny to say and instead spoke from his heart. He looked to his friend...the larger feline prince...and said warmly while politely bowing, "But, if it's important to you we're with you to the end."

Simba sighed and sat on the ledge, his feet hanging off and over the dge. Once again he looked over the desolate lands, his soft and kind eyes still hosting a flare of anger and hatred for the one responsible for this travesty. Nalo kneels behind Simba and wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed his neck neck. The four friends confident that the next few hours in their lives will be the greatest moment of their live so far. They are equally confident that they will survive it all if they work together.

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A few moments later found the four hidden warriors creeping up to the edge of Pride Rock. They took refuge behind a large log, which had begun to rot from the bacteria feasting on it. Beyond the log the group saw a horde of hyenas...with raging hard-on's and no one to use them on. There was cum everywhere and various species of lying covered in the spunk and unconscious. They had been unable to keep up with the hyenas sex drive and had passed out from exhaustion. Now this horde of horny hyenas is obstructing there path to Pride Rock.

"Hyenas...I hate hyenas." Timon actually breathed a sigh of relief...now they could try another way instead of trying to climb up the face of Pride Rock. He felt cock stir at the sight of that cum...and those hung dominant hyenas pawing at their throbbing cocks. They were sitting on their lusts and it was building in them slowly...like water filling pond. His breathing increased at the thought that those brutes would release all of those tensions on the first thing they saw that wasn't another hyena. "So what's your plan for gettin' past those guys?"

"Honestly?" Simba too was drawn in by the sight of those deliciously hard members and wanted to ride each and every one of them, but he had a mission to accomplish first. "I thought about using live bait."

"Ooooh...Good idea. These horny bastards don't a good brain between 'em." Timon looked to Simba to see if was laughing at the joke he just made, he always liked to hear Simba laugh...it was so warm and full of heart. But instead Simba looked back at him with a pleading smile...like one would offer to someone who was asked to do something against their will. Suddenly Timon realizes what the smile is being offered to him for, "Heeeeey."

"Come on, Timon..." Simba runs his hands over Timona and Pumba's butt sheeks. He gave each mound in his paw a firm squeeze, "...you guys have to create a diversion."

Timona was upset, but was genuinely curious as to what the lion thought he and Pumba could do to distract the horde of predators. He looked at Simba with subtle anger and fear coloring his tone, not moving his butt away from the groping hand, "Well what do you want us to do? Dress in drag and do the hula?"

Nalo and Pumba suddenly pulled a small grass skirt into view and a lei they had fashioned quickly from the surviving foliage. Timon sighs heavily, silding himself into the grass skirt, making sure his cock pokes out of the front to give the hyena's nice show. "Alright somebody find an apple for Pumba. If you guys are gonna make me do this...we're gonna do it right."

Leaping over the log, Pumba quickly gets on his hands and knees and places some leave around, an juicy apple already in his mouth. He has no clothing, so his thick naked body is clearly visible. All that succulent flesh on display commanded the attentions of the hyenas. All eyes...those hungry eyes...beheld him, and all the visible cocks throbbed in response. Their bellies were full already...but so were their balls. Their sexual appetites were still starving and this warthog had presented itself so graciously.

Timon started singing, and that was the only thing that made the hyenas even notice him. His hard cock, fed by his adrenaline saturated blood, shook as he danced for them.

"Luau!

"If you're hungry for a hunk of fat and juicy meat

Eat my buddy Pumbaa here because he is a treat"

Spinning and turning on his heels, the meerkat gave the hungry horde of predators a true show. The horde stood and began to make their way to the two diversions slowly, each cock throbbing and bobbing as the strong legs made their strides. Some of the more experienced hyenas were aware that this was some kind of set up...but their endowments were drooling pre like the rest of them. There was no thought after that...their bodies needed to have sex now and they were gonna with these two who seemed so eager to present themselves to the horde.

"Come on down and dine

On this tasty swine

All you have to do is get in line"

Having planned their escape already, Timon's next move was to leap up onto the warthog's back. Pumba shifting his arms and legs so that he is poised and ready to haul ass when the hyenas start moving faster. The big guy was thick with what looked like just fat...but there was muscle there...he was both stronger and faster than he appeared to be. Timon look seductively at the encroaching predators. His hands ignored the fear pounding in his heart and moved slowly to the ample butt cheeks of his friend. Pulling the thick cushions apart, he gave the hyenas a view of the warthog's pucker and the fat sweaty balls. Hanging under it.

"Aaaare you achin'

(Yup, yup, yup)

Foooor some bacon?

(Yup, yup, yup)

Heeee's a big pig

(Yup, yup)

You could be a big pig too.

Oy!"

The hyenas could take take the teasing no longer. They ran towards the fat porcine ass that Timon was expertly dangling in front of them. Pumba jumped to his feet and run too...faster than the hyenas expected him too. So when Timon fell off and landed in a ppol of the collected Semen, the large warthog had enough time to turn back, pick him up, and run off again. The musk of the hyena cucm was all over the meerkat and now he felt his own cock start hardening. That would make it more difficult to get away...but if they stopped now...they would surely be eaten alive...no by teeth...but by pleasure. Those hyenas are insatiable lovers...and even Pumba was unsure of their chances of surviving their lusts.

Simba and Nalo watched as the horde dwindled and then disappeared as hyenas gave chase to their friends that they were confident could elude them. At the base of the monument Simba grabbed his friend's arm. The tightness of the grip did not bring pain, but rather it snapped all of Nalo's focus to Simba himself. The normally hopeful and optimistic charmer was now stoic and focused. Nalo had never seen him this way before, it scared him to think that somehow Simba would never be the same again. This fear was only excited when Simba spoke in a flat and firm tone, "Nalo, you need to find Sarab first and rally the lions."

He sighed a low and determined breath, letting out all of his nervous fears and anxieties. The sigh did its job as the prince became even more firm in his expressions, "I'll look for Scar."

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TO BE CONCLUDED...