Kovu's Taste of Royal Respect
#3 of The Lion King Stories (TLK)
The lion king really likes to have fun...and he's going to take all he can, and then some.
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Soo, my little TLK fic was popular, and I thought, why not, so here you go, a sequel of sorts, with more of the same, of course, and then some...hopefully you won't feel turned off : ) *chuckle*
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Have a fun read!
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The royal cave reeked of sex.
Anyone entering the comfortably secluded area of the caves carved by ages into the Pride Rock would have had no misconceptions about what happened behind a bend in the craggy tunnel. The scent alone was heavy, strong, a mixture of musk and bodily fluids that seemed to be hanging onto the walls. The very same walls also served for the sounds to echo off their time-smoothened surfaces, for the series of grunts, snarls and the shifting of bodies, locked together in barely hidden carnality.
Simba's expression was almost pained, all over his broad muzzle, his brow and his large, dark eyes, while the lion king hunched over the upturned rump of his queen. Nala was sprawled on the rocky floor, paws splayed forward, her chest pressed down while the lion's body was slowly shoved back and forth by the energetic, huffing thrusts coming from the much larger male behind her. It was impossible to stay quiet with such a heavy lion driving himself in and out of the quivering depths of the queen's royal pussy. The heavy scent filled the big lion's nose and spurred him to simply hump even harder and faster into the slippery hole, already filled with such a healthy load of cum that instead of being forced deeper inside the lioness, as nature intended, the impaling pistoning action of the royal cock simply caused squishy streams to escape from the queen's heated body. Simba knew that his balls were as soaked as the queen's ass and thighs were, but that knowledge only made him more aroused, and keen to claim what was rightfully his.
Simba's passion, slurred grunts and the drool-filled bites over the snarling lionesses' neck seemed to be even stronger than usual, at least the bigger lion's muddled mind seemed to be going along such a path, even while keeping up his hard pounding into his queen's pink depths. He idly wondered, even as he rapidly fucked his tip in and out of the slimy hole, to tease it with his barbs, whether Nala sensed it as well...the extra energy, and sheer naughtiness that had come over the lion tonight, after withdrawing into their private cave for some very private fun.
Whatever, Simba thought, and grabbed Nala's sides so hard that his claws almost pressed out of his paws and onto the skin below the thick fur, for extra leverage and domination, while he ramped up the action for the big finish.
The queen began to snarl.
"Y....yes..." Simba groaned just as he lurched his head down and grabbed the scruff on the back of Nala's neck between his teeth, and bit down hard.
Now the queen mewled and clawed on the ground, leaving deep marks from her sharp claws.
The orgasm shocked through the lioness' body, strongly and in a manner that gripped onto the lion's already spurting cock as well. Simba's groans only intensified when he felt his queen and mate respond in such a manner, and encouraged, rammed himself as deep as he could, to put a good, deep load into the queen's insides. It was not the time to have more cubs, now, and glad for the fact, he did it without regret, and gleefully kept pumping into the queen while he spurted and twitched and left both of them panting....until.
Simba dismounted himself with a great grunt and rumble, as he felt his rock hard, oversensitive cock slip itself backwards through the cum-painted, thick walls of the lioness' hot pussy. His cock was still oozing and bounced up hard against the lion's body, eliciting a rumble from the panting lion. His slick cocktip left a nice parting streamer cum hanging off the queen's engorged pussy lips, a detail Simba noted with glee as he stepped back and enjoyed the sight of his cockwork.
"Fuck..." the lion king slurred and moaned, his tail smacking the floor while he tried to catch his breath.
The tired-looking queen remained on her belly on the floor, but managed to give a brief look at Simba, over her mauled shoulder.
The king sure had been eager to bite.
"Again?" Nala questioned, breathily.
Simba's cock twitched as he watched the lioness' submissive pose, complete with her cum-oozing hole and the upturned ass that seemed to be screaming for the king to simply jump it and ram himself balls deep into the tight tunnel beyond.
Simba grinned roughly and licked his lips with his big, red tongue. His balls sure were ready.
"Soon," the lion winked as he got up to his all fours from his temporary seated position, and headed for the opening of the cave. "Need a piss first and we don't want that on the floor do we know?"
Simba chuckled roughly to himself while he left the recently pounded female onto the floor.
Nala huffed and flicked her ears ruefully at the king's bluntness, but smirked nonetheless as she watched the king's leisurely walk that definitely showed off the great, muscled golden ass that give him such stamina while fucking his queen.
Simba didn't hurry as he walked along the tunnel, slowly winding upwards towards the opening into fresh night air. He could very well tell where the musky rut air of the inside changed into the cool breeze, and felt his mane bristle from the sudden change in temperature. It made his cock pulse, too, once the draft reached his loins, but that the lion king didn't mind.
The king surveyed his lands from his new vantage point, observing everything within his field of sight with the knowledge that they belonged to him, and him only, and he, the king, ordered the law of the land. The savannah seemed to be quiet tonight, and even the stars were sparing tonight. The winds had brought much needed clouds that had not unleashed their rain yet, but they already made the sky seem dark, and foreboding.
Simba only rumbled to himself. He had no worries in the world. They had conquered their enemies, those within, and beyond, and now peace prevailed among the lions and their neighbors. None wanted to raise a paw against the young king of the lions, the son of legendary Mufasa. He lived up to his blood, too, they whispered, much to Simba's not so hidden delight.
Kings were expected to be proud, after all.
That is exactly why he cleared his throat, and let out a deep, satisfied rumble into the night.
"Don't you just love the smell of pussy, Kovu?" the king spoke, as if into the cool air surrounding him.
A shadow came alive, near the mouth of the cave, moving, approaching, and drawing the eyes of the rumbling, smiling king upon itself. The shape become more solid, barely visible, for the fur on the moving body was dark, and the light did not allow for many details to begin with.
There was no doubt, however, and that made the king rumble even louder, once he smelled the younger male, as much as he saw, and heard him. The silence of his steps had been almost admirable, but that would be a compliment to be paid later, he thought, on an appropriate time when the king would have to give regard to his new prince. That was for public expectations, however.
This wasn't.
Simba turned his great head into the direction of the slinky lion, and smirked broadly.
"Don't be shy now, Kovu," the lion king murmured. "We're both grown men here, aren't we? We know a great deal about pussy, don't we? How it smells like, tastes like...feels like when you stick into it...nothing quite like it, isn't there now?"
Even if the king appeared relaxed, the younger lion remained cautious, on all ours, and watching his every move from a few feet away, staring quietly at the monologue-spewing golden male.
Simba cleared his throat and his nose, and drew an audible breath.
"And it's made for it, too, my prince. It's made to be fucked, and that neat little slit and whatever goes on inside it also makes the lionesses to roll onto their stomachs and beg for it at the first sight of a hard cock on a real male," the lion king rumbled, and felt his barbed prick throb powerfully as he verbally worked himself up again. "They just...they can't help themselves...it's in their nature...in their breeding..."
Kovu only breathed out.
Simba snuffled and gave the younger male an amused look.
"That's why fucking males is so refreshing every now and then," Simba added after a thoughtful pause. "Do you know why, Kovu?"
Kovu's eyes seemed to shine brightly in the night, but the youth did not reply.
Simba winked.
"It's because they only do it because they are compelled to," he said, "whether by good old-fashioned lust for buttfucking or when they find it the most...useful option. There is no imperative driven by the need to have cubs. Oh, I am sure many lionesses are cum-hungry sluts, but when it is a male getting face down and ass up, they only do it because they have no option. There is only lust. No imperative. Only...rut..."
Simba's cocktip pulsed and oozed a clear trail of fluid onto the rocks between his legs. The smell was strong, and easily reached Simba's nose, adding to his worked up state.
His balls were already aching pleasantly.
"Do not think it is a mere substitute for the glorious pussy, Kovu," Simba mused. "Nothing can beat the pussy, but then, the dripping cunt of a lioness is also not the dry asshole of a male who is willing to flip their tail up and take it for you even if they will regret it later. You should definitely try it...prince."
Simba lashed out and batted the younger lion with his tuff-tipped tail.
Kovu let out a soft huff, but did not move.
"Well, I think that's enough talking about buttfucking without actually doing any of it, don't you think?" Simba rumbled on.
Kovu seemed to blink.
"Why don't you come and suck my dick first?" Simba stated.
The younger lion stepped forward and wordlessly approached the older male. Simba was already purring by the time he spread his hind legs and watched how Kovu got down onto his belly and then crawled forward, approaching from the side, between Simba's left fore and hindlegs, so that he could best reach what jutted out of the messy groin just above the huge, low-hanging balls belonging to the king of the lions. The deep musk hit his nose just like it had been lingering for Simba for so long now, and he let out a deep rumble.
The hot breath flowing out of Kovu's muzzle stroked over Simba's cock and made him rumble deeply, and readjust his posture while he enjoyed the night and the attention to his slimy, sensitive prick. The little sniffling sounds made his heart race.
They even made the king chuckle, all the while the younger lion got acquainted with Simba's messy groin.
"Yup," the lion rumbled. "Did her twice now. No complaints yet...and I expected none from you too, Kovu. Cum and pussy...that's a double treat for you, prince, I expect you to enjoy it properly."
Kovu's tongue slipped out and began to lap over the sharply barbed length of the king's fragrant, pink shaft. Simba purred and waved his tail, and let out a deep breath.
"Hmmmrmrmrmr just like that....just like a lioness..."
Kovu's tongue licked up and down over the king's used length, filling the young dark male's muzzle with the mixed flavor Simba had especially promised for him. Both tastes were awfully familiar, extremely so, of course, and even if the act that provided them might not have been Kovu's favorite, he could not help but feel himself become aroused while he slithered his tongue over the tasty cock. It throbbed and pulsed, too, and seemed to be leaking fluids even when Kovu's tongue began to replace the combined mess over its pink skin with his own copious saliva.
"Hmrmmrmrmrmrm yes...taste that royal pussy and royal cock...know your place....hmmrmrmrmr..." Simba slurred dirtily, swaying on all fours and letting his body enjoy the treatment fully.
The slippery tonguing become even more audible when Kovu tipped his head and began to take the king's pointed cock into his muzzle instead of just toying with the hot, forbidden length. SImba purred and rumbled when he felt the increased heat surrounding his already twice-discharged member and tease it from all sides. The lion's slurping lips and tongue and hollowed-out cheeks were providing a nice treatment, enough to make him grunt and smack the ground with his tail while he tried not to let his tense hips shove his cock into the younger lion's throat.
"Hmmrrrjhhh.....good muzzlefuck always gets me worked up...hmmmrmrmr..."
Kovu could no longer breathe except through his nose, and every deep huff through his nose brought more musk into his senses, filling his lungs and his muzzle as much as the hot cock slipping past his lips with every bobbing motion of his head.
"Fuck..." Simba grunted.
Kovu teased the lion's length inside his muzzle until Simba suddenly stepped backwards and caused the hot shaft to suddenly slip out of the dark male's muzzle. The barbs caught his tongue and left it feeling numb for a moment, and caused the lion wince, briefly.
The panting golden lion huffed and stared at the lion still on his belly.
"Get up and raise it," Simba growled. "Don't just lie there like a lioness."
The dark lion got up so quickly that even in daylight it might have been difficult for Simba to notice the length of pink poking out of the lion's sheath, but now hidden by the angle of his thigh before the lion stretched out quickly and then splayed all of his paws for what he knew would come next.
Simba's cock drooled pre at the mere sight of the lion's tail being raised high above those broad, firm cheeks that formed Kovu's attractive rump. The curve of his balls below his taint left no mistaking that this ass belonged to a male.
Simba stepped forward and wasted no time in sticking his muzzle between those lustrous ass cheeks. He breathed in the male musk and purred, quite spontaneously, enjoying the different kind of pleasure sex with a grown male offered. He wished he'd had the time to linger a little longer...but no...after all, he was only meant to go out to take a piss before returning to give his lovesick queen another good fuck...and the king never broke his promises.
Kovu's muscled body seemed to tremble a little when Simba let his own tongue out of his broad muzzle and into the lion's sweaty crack, to spread slippery spit over the youth's cleft and the wrinkled, pulsing pucker that thus reacted to the contact with the wet, snake-like muscle of Simba's agile tongue. Simba grunted at the feeling and poked the hole with his tonguetip before he withdrew his muzzle a few inches and then simply spat against the zealous hole, to add a little bit extra slickness there before he'd replace his tongue with his perfectly hard cock.
"Hmrmrmrmr," Simba slurred and breathed down Kovu's crack and balls, making the lion's unseen but clearly smelled cock twitch briefly, before the lion king finally left the tongue-tied hole and went in for the kill.
The body was in complete contrast on the one sprawled on the cave floor, but that did not stop Simba from mounting energetically and grabbing a hold of Kovu's silky sides while he aligned his hips and simply began to hump his wet prick against the lion's tailbase and spit-slicked ass crack. The almost tickling sensation made Kovu rumble and wheeze, sound that amused Simba greatly while the big male dominated the younger, physically less imposing lion with his cock.
It took a few tries and ball pokes before Simba's pointed, barbed tip lodged itself against the well-experienced if briefly prepared hole, and as if on cue, his hips slammed forward and began to bury his thick tool into the lion's quivering asshole. Kovu bit his teeth together but nonetheless let out a deep grunt that echoed the one made by Simba upon the feeling of having a hot, muscled tunnel closing in on his cock after the brief interlude and the earlier muzzlejob.
"Hmmmmyes..." Simba rumbled approvingly as he held the lion in place and pushed forward, slowly but surely through the clenching hole trying to keep him out...and failing miserably.
The barbed length bore itself through the muscled pucker and into the tunnel beyond, filling the lion up and causing him to stay as still as possible while the lion king took his young prince roughly under the hole hidden under his by now raised tail. The male was spread open, filled and taken, for Simba's pleasure.
The king had no patience tonight, and showed it as much with the beginning of the rutting. Easy, quick thrusts that raked his barbs over the dry walls of the lion's tail tunnel and make him grunt and shiver with each pass.
"Hmmmmtight hole...you should...uhh....definitely try one!!" Simba grunted close to Kovu's ear as he kept on humping the young, snarling lion hard, making their balls sway and smack together.
The slippery cock kept disappearing between Kovu's dark cheeks, unseen but felt in the most appreciable manner while the hot prick seesawed through the young lion's bowels. Their bodies met roughly and left Kovu snarling and sweaty, while the lion took him with the ease of experience, and his prodigious endurance, when it came to the art of fucking.
Alas, it was to be the third orgasm of the night, and the lion never lasted for too long, anyway...and being buried under the tail of such a hot male, and with such a warm, tight hole, it certainly was no surprise for Simba, and definitely not for Kovu, that the lion's thrusts soon became slamming ones, as the king's muzzle fell down and grabbed onto the youth's scruff while growling and slurring continuously.
Just like before, with his queen.
"MRMRMRMRMRMMHMH!"
Simba bit down onto the thick fold of skin on the lion's neck, feeling how the male underneath him tensed in all the right places. The body rippled, his guts rippled, his hole pulsed, too, squeezing on the king's still thrusting shaft.
Kovu stilled completely when he felt the hot seed pumping into his pummeled hole, thick, strong spurts coming from the king's overworked balls while his hips lazily thrust against the lion's rump and filled him up with a generous offering of the stuff princes and princesses were made of. It seeped deep into the lion's bowels and left heat there, as much as the sheer friction of the lion's thrusts had done before, making Kovu's entire body tingle...and his ass ache, too.
He knew to expect that by now.
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The lion king slipped himself out quickly and unceremoniously, still huffing and panting, and with his eyes fixed on the sight of the young lion's dark ass, once he pulled out.
Even in the dim light, he could see the little trail of pearly fluid, escaping before the ring muscles had a chance to clamp down again and close things up.
The sight made Simba drool.
He had marked the lion as his bitch once more, and had enjoyed it immensely. Judging by the scent, the prince had felt...something...out of it, because not all the musk was the king's, Simba noticed, with a lewd smile splitting his muzzle.
Simba playfully paw-smacked Kovu's nearest ass cheek, and purred loudly.
"Well done. I'll see you tomorrow during the morning assembly. Good night, prince."
Simba turned around and left for the cave again, the silent submission making him purr all the while he trekked back into the warm, musky cave for another round with his beloved Queen's wet pussy.
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