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This story is of adult content, so if you are under 18 years old, or this stuff is illegal where you live, or you're likely to be offended by explicit depiction of homosexual sex between a male human and slightly anthropomorphic animals, please delete this now and get on with your life. If not, then please read on and enjoy. This story is based and builds directly upon the story called 'Acceptance', written by Kovu Cougar, and is written with his permission.

So there can be no doubt, this story involves characters from Disney's The Lion King, specifically Nala and Simba, all rights reserved, please dont sue me, etc. Things this story covers is m/m sex, oral, anal, rimming, masturbation, in quite a few variations.

The ties that bind

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By: Vendetta

The last dying rays of the sun were splashed across the pride lands, as it was half dipped into the horizon, almost set. The orange light painted two figures with a warm glow.

Nala and Chad returned to Pride rock under a happy silence. No words were needed, with the bond between Chad and Nala and the rest of the pride now complete. The human was finally one of them, a full member of the pride, his heart swelled with pride and joy at the thought of it. Chad couldn't wait to get back and tell the others, but he wasn't entirely confident about Simba. Nala had assured him that Simba would be fine over it, but Chad wasn't completely convinced. He knew how he'd feel, if he had a girlfriend and she'd been with another man. But this wasn't another man, these were lions and as Nala had said, the rules were different.

As Nala glanced up at Chad, she noticed the emotions flicker across his face. "Something up?"

Chad hastily smiled. "Oh, nothing really, just thinking about the future." Chad trailed off distantly, in thought again.

Nala frowned slightly, slightly perplexed, but soon shook off the expression and replaced it with a smile. The two continued in silence, unconsciously sighing contentedly in unison as they each recalled the recent encounter at the same time. Chad still felt a warm glow from the encounter, and trembled a little when he thought back to the exciting event. All Nala thought about was how wonderful Chad's hands had felt when he massaged her, nothing Simba could do had ever felt like that.

The sun was below the horizon now, the pink glow of the sky rapidly fading to an ebony black. One by one, the stars started to come out, and the full moon lit up the place like a silvery torchlight. As they approached the rear of Pride rock, Simba could be seen slowly padding towards them from the opposite direction.

Simba had only just got back from dealing with the Hyenas and was out of breath, "Hi you two," he panted. "Those slobbering, mangy, stupid poachers..." Simba trailed off as he saw Nala's mysterious smile. "Did I miss something while I was gone?"

Nala completed the distance between them and nuzzled her mate. "Simba, I've got some great news to announce." Nala beamed as she made the announcement. "Chad and I mated, he is now a full member of the pride." She licked Simba's face. "Isn't that wonderful?" Nala dropped her voice to a whisper. "And I've a few things I found out about Chad, too..." She told him conspiratorially.

Chad coughed violently with surprise, as he heard Nala tell the news so abruptly. Panic filled his eyes and his heart thudded in his chest as he desperately scanned Simba's face for a clue, a sign of anger, hate, acceptance, anything.

Simba took a moment to consider this sudden news, then a smile broke across his face, as Chad nearly fainted. "You didn't think this would be a complete surprise to me did you, Nala? I know how much you wanted me earlier. And I've seen it in Chad's eyes, that strange hunger... I didn't think it would be today, but I knew that the day was coming for Chad, I just wondered when he'd realise that fact." Simba chuckled, "When I saw you two arrive just now, it didn't take me long to read the signs."

Nala playfully batted at Simba's mane. "You know-it-all, you're starting to sound like Rafiki." Nala met Simba's eyes and gazed into them lovingly. "Just don't you forget to finish what we started, I'll be ready when you are..." Nala trailed off with a smile, kissed Simba on the nose, then turned to leave. "Catch you later, cutie" Nala called over her shoulder as she padded to Pride Rock, leaving Simba and Chad alone.

Chad watched the entire exchange in mild shock, still stunned by the abruptness of Nala's behaviour. At Simba's good-natured reaction, he calmed down a little bit, but still couldn't shake his nervousness. The human watched almost forlornly, as Nala padded off into the distance. Simba focused his attention on Chad, "So Chad... congratulations, you finally did it." Chad nearly jumped out of his skin as Simba spoke. The lion continued, "How was it? Isn't Nala something special?", he questioned, with a wink. Simba took some amusement in Chad's reactions.

Chad betrayed his nervousness with a stammer. "N-n-nala was... very nice.", he admitted, but could think of nothing else to say.

Simba began to slowly circle the hapless Chad, seized by a curiosity. "Chad, I never really told you much about my time in the jungle, when I grew up with Timon and Pumbaa, did I?"

"No Sir.", Chad replied, watching Simba circle him, feeling like he was being stalked as prey.

Simba laughed kindly and playfully batted at Chad's side. "Really Chad, you have nothing to worry about, please don't call me Sir." Simba looked up and fixed Chad with a warm smile that travelled up to his eyes. Chad did his best not to jump again as Simba batted at him, then returned the lion's look with a weak smile of his own. He did sense the genuine kindness in the lion's voice and this time felt a little reassured by it.

Simba resumed circling Chad slowly, getting a far away look in his eyes. "I saw some interesting things whilst I was in the jungle, you know." He came to a stop in front of Chad again, looking deep in thought. Chad suddenly gasped as he felt Simba's muzzle bump against the front of the loincloth covering his groin. The lion's hot breath blew over Chad's most private area, as he was in fact unconsciously seeking out the lingering scent of Nala that only came from one spot.

Before Chad had time to protest, Simba had already broken the contact and was coming out of his reverie with a distracted look still on his face. Licking his nose, Simba realised what scent he had just picked up, as he looked first at Chad's groin and then his flushed face. Smiling inwardly at his own unconscious reaction, Simba continued with his relentless circling.

"During my exile with Timon and Pumbaa, I saw many things as I was growing up. I was out one night at the edge of the savannah, watching the Impala, practicing my hunting." Simba lowered his voice, "That night I saw something I'd never seen before... And that was only the beginning."

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The moon was waxing and Simba could see the rolling plain as clear as day as he hid by its edge. The crickets were deafening in the stifling heat, lately it seemed all Simba and his companions could do to escape the warmth was to do as little as possible. That suited Timon and Pumbaa down to the ground but the young lion had been growing restless, bugs were definitely not enough to live on and he'd been heeding his instincts. A soft breeze ruffled through the long grass and gently tugged at the dusting of mane he'd recently begun developing.

Simba had watched the Impala before and was intrigued this night when they appeared to be doing something different. The night air began to resound with a symphony of rutting calls as males made their presence known to females, and challenged other males. After a time, as he watched, males met with females, danced a strange dance then mated. The lion didn't understand what he was seeing but was compelled to watch throughout the night, a strange stirring awakening deep in him as he did.

On subsequent nights Simba found himself there again, telling himself it was to practice hunting, but the lion soon settled down to watch the nightly show. It was the same again, the elaborate shuffling of front against back, groin against rump, pelt against pelt. At first it had seemed they were fighting but then Simba had looked closer and noticed the buck's maleness, pointed and erect and joining each pair more completely than he'd known was possible.

Each mating was brief but the more Simba watched, the more his instincts made him realise what it was about and why they were doing it. And those instincts were beginning to make him squirm, the strange feelings bubbling up inside him and emerging... between his legs? That tightness he was feeling, as he shifted, the lion realised his maleness was stiff and poking out of its protective sheath. He remembered it getting like that a few times before in his life, at random, but it had gone away and he'd thought no more of it.

Still at a loss, Simba didn't know what to do about it and so paid it no more attention for now, he kept watching the Impala. A few nights later, under the full moon, the rutting call once more filled the night. None were close enough for Simba to see well, until a small group of young males strayed very close. Their heads and ears nervously darted this way and that but the lion was invisible and downwind in the long grass. Simba fought very hard against his instinct to pounce and try to take his prey, in the end a mixture of curiosity and fear won out. He still had never tried the chase yet and he contented himself with continuing to watch.

It was soon obvious these males were apart from all the other Impala, none of the other males would let them come close and all had staked claim of their females. They all kept raising their heads high and sniffing the air, grimacing each time, as Simba looked them over he saw how each of them had an erection. The red and slender penis hung awkwardly under their belly, twitching and looking like it was seeking a mate as much as its owner. The actions of the bucks were becoming near frantic, they began sniffing each other all over, pushing muzzles under tails, licking hurriedly.

All of a sudden one male mounted another in flurry of grunting and began thrusting, Simba's eyes grew wide as he was treated to a close-up view. In the way that mattered, these males were the same as him, Simba recognised their pointed bits, their round squashy bits and the hole under their tail. He watched open mouthed as the male on top hiked himself up, thrust forward again and neatly threaded his thin erection right the way up into the backside of the other. There was very little protest and mostly grunts from the one under, it was becoming apparent from their ease and comfort that these males had done this before.

From then on things seemed much as the lion had observed before with the male and female matings, they thrust quickly and excitedly till after a short time the male on top thrust in deeply, made a high pitched cry, then quickly dismounted. For now he seemed sated, his maleness hung limply and dripped a little, Simba could smell all of it. But before he could take this in, another of the males mounted the buck that just been mounted and then he repeated the exact same course of actions. However this time at the end, the lower buck trembled and grunted and then jetted a white fluid from his erect penis, as the male above him filled his rump with more of it.

This didn't fit Simba's pattern, he was intrigued to see males with males and what came out of the lower one, what must come out of every male every time. During the course of the next hour, Simba was witness to what seemed like all the bucks, in every combination with each other, all taking turns to be on top or below. The ground beneath them grew slippery during the night and the strong scent of it all filled the lion's nostrils.

Strange feelings were stirring again in the young lion as his thoughts turned inwards. With the approaching dawn the Impala moved on, leaving Simba alone again, he got up and stretched, then padded over to where the males had been. What about his own maleness? Watching these Impala had left it hard recently, and now he'd been witness to these males it was harder than it had ever been. It felt nice, that was the nearest he could come to describing the increasingly strange feelings.

Simba stooped low to the ground and sniffed the spilled semen intently, before lowering his whole body and firmly grinding his hind quarters against a patch. His heart was beating very fast all of a sudden and he wasn't doing much thinking except focussing on waves of nice feelings radiating from his groin, and imagining himself mounted on a male. The small lion rolled onto his back and wriggled about, becoming coated in the semen the bucks had left.

Seized by an impulse and a terrible need, he stretched over and began lapping at his stiff penis like he was grooming himself. In his mind he was already mounted and gripping a male, pushing in and out of its tight tail hole and seized with lust. As the images came unbidden he licked faster, imagining the warmth surrounding his penis, feeling the warm ectasy of his own tongue. He began to picture himself shuddering and delivering his mystery white fluid deep inside the male, imagining how it might feel.

All of a sudden Simba began feeling light headed and an incredible pulsing feeling started building up deep within him. The feeling grew rapidly and it was suddenly like every twinge of nice feeling he'd ever felt in his groin, all rolled into one and escalating each second. Then it hit, the sensations suddenly combined and focussed into a blinding white core of pleasure, in his penis. He cried out and helplessly began squirting jets of leonine semen straight into his own maw as he shook all over. Simba was shocked as the salty spurts landed on his tongue and waves of pleasure radiated through him, the world seemed to be fading to black.

Just when he thought the feelings were too intense and he couldn't take any more, his ejaculations tailed off and the small lion was left gasping and panting as aftershocks rippled through his body. Simba's puberty had begun.

* * *

Twice again during his retelling, Simba's muzzle found its way into Chad's groin, much to the human's discomfort. Chad's face flushed bright red as the insistent pressure of Simba's attentions and his hot breath began to arouse him. Helpless against his body's own reactions, Chad stood transfixed, his arousal growing, as he watched and listened to Simba.

Chad had never felt like this before, and he was confused. He hadn't got much from his upbringing with humans, but the one thing he thought he did know, was that males go with females, and females go with males. That had worked well enough with Nala, there was no denying that. But now, here he was with a male, a male lion (not that species was supposed to matter now) and this male was making him aroused.

The worst thing was, he was actually starting to enjoy it and warm up to the idea, as Simba's relentless attentions continued. Chad's mind spun as he considered the possibilities, hormones spurring his thoughts on rapidly. He wasn't stupid, he knew why Simba had told him about his past, it was to bring up the subject of male-to-male sex.

It was working though, Chad was rapidly warming up to the idea now, he began to run through in his mind all the possible things they might do. Would he try... touching Simba? Would Simba try the same with him, with that big tongue of his? In his blur of thoughts, never once did the idea of a mating occur to the naive boy.

Chad thought all this in a few seconds, but was then suddenly embarrassed again as his wild thoughts made his arousal very apparent, at the expense of his loincloth. Trying to protect his modesty, he quickly moved his hands over his groin in an effort to cover his swelling erection.

Simba stopped in front of Chad, his story about his youthful experience now told. Outwardly, he pretended not to notice Chad's growing arousal, he was enjoying watching him squirm. "So you see Chad... The male Impala looked like they were having fun. And sounded like it.", he added. "And watching them gave me an idea.. an idea I've fancied trying out ever since.", Simba continued, "I always wondered if it felt different, to be with a male like that. I find the idea of it very exciting.", he admitted with a nervous grin.

Chad absently kept his hands over his groin, bumping his erection, unintentionally making it worse. He listened intently to Simba, hanging on his every word, his own mind racing as he thought everything through. Chad looked at Simba and for the first time, saw him in a way he never had done before. Simba was beautiful and magnificent, a prime example of his species. His brownish gold fur gleamed in the pale moonlight and strong muscles outlined his frame with power. His full mane blowing gently in the wind framed his kind and handsome face with a halo of diffuse red.

And his face... Those warm, friendly orange eyes, his beautiful muzzle jutting out from it all, so different from the plain, ugly, flat human faces and wearing a happy smile as he talked. The way his canines showed whenever he grinned, the same as when he was a cub. The soft, neat fur that covered his features, his cute nose, the fluffy ears poking out from the forest of his mane. Simba's powerful physique, that huge body, those strong shoulders. His tail, such an appalling lack in humans, its fine length finished with a tassel of fur.

His four leggedness, his four paws, magnificent great paws that couldn't match a hand's dexterity, but made up for it in beauty and efficiency. Five lethal claws, sheathed away protectively, accompanied by mostly smooth paw pads that told their own legacy with their cracks and lines. More wonderful fur that filled in the rest of a paw, sticking out in cute tufts that Simba would tease out with his teeth from time to time.

The lion's chest gently rose and fell as it completed its rhythm, breathing his lifeblood. His mane mostly covered his chest, but then gave way to the lighter coloured underbelly fur, the same colour his paws and muzzle were dipped in. Above all, Simba was unmistakably male, his masculinity without question. He was also undeniably cute, in the way he still retained his childish charm and playfulness, and cute in his good looks.

As Chad's eyes drank in all this detail for the first time, Simba kept quiet, enjoying the obvious attention. His tail, the yardstick of his emotions, lazily flicked to and fro as Simba too ran through all the possibilities of this situation. He wasn't as sure of himself as he made out, this was the first time he'd ever really considered actually doing something with another male. Simba hadn't let himself even consider it before, because of how impossible it actually was, with no other viable male in the pride lands.

Simba wasn't overly impressed with Chad's human physique, its furless nakedness, lack of muscle and power, and strange two-legged stature. But he was intrigued by it, the stark difference to any creature he'd seen before lent Chad a certain exoticness. He had yet to learn how effective the human's hands could be, but would find out. Above all though, Simba found Chad's personality to be his most attractive feature, he was kind, tolerant and open minded. Simba knew there was nothing to fear from him, unlike other humans.

Chad gave in and let his hands fall to his side, finally realising the futility of his modesty. He couldn't deny he felt very embarrassed, standing in front of the King of Pride rock with a straining erection, but neither could he deny the feelings and wild thoughts running round his head, driven on by his raging hormones. The hormones won out, Chad no longer cared if Simba saw his arousal, he dared to hope the lion might be seeing a lot more than that in the near future.

As Chad looked again at Simba, he paid closer attention to a part he'd skipped over last time, out of embarrassment. The lion's genitals hung in a neat package between his back legs. His testicles were the most visible feature, a soft pair of orbs wrapped in a furry sac, protruding pertly behind him. Directly below them and pointing between his legs was the embodiment of the lion's masculinity, his penis.

Simba certainly wasn't immune to the growing excitement that was near tangible in the air. The almost fresh scent of Nala, the new scent that Chad now gave off, and the thoughts running around his head had begun to arouse the lion, giving him an unmistakable erection. His furry organ was gently tapered, starting with the outline of the thickest part that could be seen running under his testicles, leading to the more visible base that was sheathed in taut furry skin. This gave way to the rest of his penis, where his sheath extended to the swollen red treasure that had emerged from the open end and was protruding by about three inches.

Last but not least, under Simba's tail was his anus, almost hidden in a fold of skin, its forbidden opening suddenly suggesting no end of possibilities, things which until now, Chad had never thought to consider.

Until now, that is. Taking a deep breath, Chad stepped close to the lion and reached out with a hand, stroking the deep auburn fur of Simba's mane and luxuriating in its softness. Simba leaned into the caress, pushing back against the touch, a low growl of contentment sounding in his throat.

Turning his head around to face Chad, Simba suddenly acknowledged the presence of Chad's erection with a wet lick. Chad gasped loudly as the lion's prickly tongue sent an explosion of pleasure along his extra sensitive organ, giving him feelings he'd never felt before. As he gasped for breath, shock waves of pleasure still bouncing around inside him, Chad noticed Simba was standing stock still now, his mouth in a sort of grimace.

Simba breathed deeply, savouring the new scent and taste closely as cats do, his mouth open as he took a moment. Licking his lips once he'd finished, Simba returned his attention to Chad and flashed him a grin. Suddenly flopping onto his side on the grass, Simba invited Chad with a look. No words were necessary.

Looking down at Simba for a moment, a shiver of excitement ran through Chad. This was really it! He was about to be doing things with a male lion that he'd never even thought about before. The thought of it simultaneously excited him and scared him beyond belief. He felt like running around screaming as his heart thudded in his chest.

As Chad took a moment to remove his useless loincloth, he knew there was no turning back now. Legs suddenly weak, Chad dropped to his knees beside Simba's prone form. Reaching out again, this time he touched the lion's auburn chest fur, the continuation of his mane that hadn't yet given way to his pale underside.

The long fur was rich and soft, Chad began to run his fingers through it, tracing circles with a light pressure. Now it was time for Simba to gasp, the human's digits sent electric tingles of pleasure rippling along his chest, a sensation he'd never felt before.

"Oooh", Simba panted, "Nala can't do that..." He trailed off as he couldn't say any more, a fresh wave of feeling bouncing along his body, quickening his breath and making him more aroused. Chad was relentless now, he kept up the circling motions in the lion's chest fur and increased the pressure of his fingertips, seeing the reaction in Simba.

Leaning forward for a moment, Chad buried his face in Simba's chest, feeling the thick fur against his smooth skin and taking in the lion's scent with a deep breath. He could hear Simba's heartbeat and the soft sound of his breathing. Simba's fur smelt clean and warm, with a slight trace of the lion's unique scent. Simba surprised Chad by leaning forward to affectionately nuzzle his head, then lick it. The lion was very contact oriented, touch was everything.

Chad smiled at Simba as he withdrew his head, letting Simba start grooming and nuzzling his left arm as he combed his fingers through the chest fur. Starting to move inexorably down now, the human traced his fingers through the last of Simba's chest fur, and onto his pale belly. Trying to shuffle along on his knees, Chad yelped in surprise as he was tipped off balance. Glancing left he noticed that Simba had wrapped his paws round one of his legs and was proceeding to give it a good lick and a face rub.

Chad chuckled softly, realising the lion's need to have at least one part of his body in reach. Propping himself up with an elbow, he made a start on Simba's belly which was at face level now. Instead of fingertips, Chad laid his hands flat on Simba's warm belly, feeling the short, soft fur go between his fingers as he started moving his hands.

A shiver of pleasure ran through Simba again, it felt great having his belly rubbed. Glancing right, Chad saw Simba's unmissable penis twitch and expand a little. Taking a deep breath, Chad shivered, the constant feel of Simba's tongue on his legs, combined with all the other sights and sounds and smells almost threatened to overwhelm him.

Chad began to caress the lion's belly with short sweeps of his hands, eliciting a low rumble of pleasure from Simba. The human continued to gradually move his attentions along Simba's body, getting closer to the inevitable target. Finally, after shuffling himself along the ground a little, Chad's touches had finally drawn level with Simba's jutting organ.

Tantalisingly, Chad ran his hands along the fur of the lion's groin, either side of where his organ was, still not touching it. Finally, perspiring and trembling, Chad took the plunge and made his first contact with the animal's exposed genitals. He reached out and cupped Simba's furry testicles, closing his trembling hand around them, feeling their warm, soft contents contained within, feeling the hard ridge of Simba's erection running underneath, between them.

Simba let out a gasp, the explosion of feeling in his groin after all that anticipation was sensational and a little scary. To let that most sensitive, most private part of him be touched and felt by another took a lot of courage. The lion forgot licking Chad's legs for a moment, his eyes rolled back into his head as the human gave his testicles an inquisitory squeeze.

"Ooooh...", was all Simba could utter as the good feelings kept on getting better. Chad felt a little weird at first, touching another male down there, in any fashion, but he was slowly starting to loose that worry as his hormones infused his body. Releasing his hand, Chad continued what he had started and lightly traced his fingers up along Simba's testicles, till they finally met his lionhood.

Wrapping his hand around the sheathed part of Simba's organ, Chad tightened his grip again. The lion's sheathed penis was very warm to the touch and very hard, it pulsed slightly with Simba's heartbeat and swelled a little, just from the contact. It felt incredible to be holding it. The scent it gave off was exciting and unusual, Chad took a deep breath through his nose, taking the smell in. Simba tipped his head back, starting to pant, his hindquarters jerking a little as his instincts kicked in.

Deciding not to try touching the very sensitive looking red exposed part, Chad instead kept a firm grip on the sheath and started to pull it back to expose more. As Chad had hoped, the sheath was quite mobile and easily slid back along Simba's length.

Chad managed to pull back Simba's furry sheath almost all the way, revealing nearly five inches of the lion's swollen red penis. Simba was growling continuously with pleasure now, excited like never before with the sensations Chad was giving him, like nothing a lioness had ever done, or could ever do.

Satisfied about Simba's unsheathed length, Chad slid the lion's sheath back up to where it was, then attempted pulling it the other way, towards the tip. It only went a little way in that direction, the skin not long enough to accommodate Simba's full erect length. Having completed his explorations, Chad at last began to masturbate the lion.

Still gripping the sheathed part, Chad started sliding Simba's sheath up and down along his penis, eliciting a fresh moan from the other end of Simba. The feelings were rapidly boiling towards explosion in Simba, it didn't take him very long with a just a normal lioness and the human's attentions were anything but normal, they were like nothing he'd ever felt before.

Chad picked up a little speed and he could feel the slick texture of Simba's hard penis through his sheath as he gripped firmly, sliding it back and forth. Simba's hindquarters started to twitch more and more, reflexively trying to thrust as his excitement built towards a peak. The human could tell Simba was close and started pumping faster, pulling back as far as possible each time, bumping the lion's testicles on every stroke.

Simba's tummy muscles began rippling and his legs kicked, it was too much and the human's pumping hand suddenly sent the lion over the edge. As Chad pumped one last time, Simba's hindquarters pushed hard against him and he started grunting loudly. The lion's balls twitched, then jets of warm lion semen began squirting out of his penis, splashing noisily onto his belly and coating his fur with jet after jet of sticky wetness as the lion helplessly ejaculated.

Chad gasped in surprise as some of Simba's warm ejaculate splashed back onto his face. He felt the lion's penis pulse again and again in his hand as it completed its delivery, forming a small puddle with each extra jet. Finally, after the spasms had stopped wracking Simba's body, it petered out and stopped. Blinking, Chad licked his lips and could taste Simba's semen on them, a slightly salty, but not unpleasant taste. A taste Chad was surprised to find he liked.

Simba panted noisily as the after effects of the powerful orgasm still washed through him. He was in a happy daze, his penis still buzzing with feeling after the wonderful release and his belly slick with sticky seed that he'd never seen before, having only mated in the past for cubs.

As Chad looked down at Simba's groin, still trying to take it all in, he gently unwrapped his fingers from Simba's warm penis and withdrew his hand. Simba bent over for a second to give Chad a big lick of his face in thanks, before flopping backwards to lie on his back, exhausted.

Chad smiled at the lion, enjoying the brief feeling of the wet tongue on his face. He looked again at Simba, then at his hand he'd just been holding Simba with. It started to slowly sink in... In a few short strokes, he'd brought the King of the pride lands to an orgasm. He had really done it! Not just another male, but another male lion, a male lion who was King. In a way, it was somehow more thrilling even than his encounter with Nala.

Lifting his right hand to his face, Chad took an inquisitive sniff and could still smell the musky, exciting scent of Simba's sheath on it. He blushed as he leaned forward and dipped his finger into the pool of warm semen soaking into the lion's belly, then tasted it again, that rich, salty, intoxicating flavour. As all of Chad's thoughts came crashing together, he suddenly remembered just how painfully aroused he was after doing all this. His own erection ached for relief and Chad wanted to do something, but here was a creature laying before him that suggested such possibilities, he didn't want to waste anything.

Impatient to try more new things, Chad leaned in towards Simba, resuming the same position he'd had before, propped up on one arm. The lion was on his back now, his length starting to shrink and retract back into its furry sheath. As Chad thought of the taste of Simba, he decided he wanted to try something daring.

Simba's eyes flew open suddenly as he felt a warm wetness close over his shrinking organ. Breathing in rapidly with surprise, Simba tilted his head forward to discover that Chad had his head over his groin and was starting to suckle him. Carefully rolling back onto his side for a better viewpoint, Simba watched the human curiously for a moment.

Chad could still taste the lion's semen fresh on his tip as he ran his tongue over the red, exposed part of Simba's organ in his mouth. The rich taste dominated, he could taste little else, as he felt Simba start to swell again with arousal. Chad suddenly blinked with surprise as he discovered something new about Simba's penis. A bit like the lion's tongue, the end of it was covered in many soft spines, spines that faced back along the penis.

He continued to suckle as Simba whimpered quietly, getting used to this, learning how to keep his teeth out of the way and use his mouth in the best way. As he started to suck, taking almost all of the lion's hardness into his mouth, he let his tight lips push Simba's sheath right back so that every inch of his red exposed penis was uncovered and lickable. Simba's penis began twitching and jerking as Chad did that, backing off slightly so he could lick all along it in long tantalising strokes.

Unable to resist, he took Simba's full length in his mouth again, swirling his tongue all over as he felt the lion begin to tense up and twitch spasmodically, his climax fast approaching. Chad reached a hand in and rubbed Simba's tummy, finding it rock hard and trembling, his touch seemed to excite the lion even more. Then it happened, Chad's pulse raced as he suddenly felt a great burst of saltiness infuse his mouth, his cheeks filling with warm sperm as the lion climaxed and ejaculated into his mouth, his tail flagging. Some of it leaked out and ran down his chin, Chad hadn't expected so much, he swallowed as much as he could. As Simba's powerful jets into his mouth started to slow, Chad was able to swallow most of the rest.

Almost as soon as it had begun, the moment was over and Simba was softening as Chad licked him clean, leaving no trace of semen on his maleness. He already adored the taste and didn't want to miss a drop. Finally, reluctantly, he took his mouth away and gently slid the lion's sheath back up all the way, patted the damp fur a last time, then sat back on his haunches. Simba just lay there for a time, panting heavily, still moaning gently from time to time with little aftershocks of pleasure.

Chad still couldn't believe what he'd done, it had been so exciting, he kept savouring the taste still in his mouth. He chuckled a little wearily at himself, he must be a saint, he'd still done nothing to quench his own urgent relief. Chad watched now with curiosity as Simba got up, then bent around and began grooming his hindquarters for a short while, just like a cat. He cleaned the patch of sticky fur on his belly and licked all over his genitals, taking special care, Chad could tell he too was savouring the new tastes there as he cleaned himself. Chad cocked his head as he saw Simba's red tip emerging again a little while he licked himself.

Once he'd finished, Simba got up and padded a short distance away, before crouching in a spot. Chad watched with interest, then looked away with embarrassment as he saw the lion squat and begin to relieve himself. Chad couldn't look away for long however, everything to do with Simba intrigued him right now in his current state of mind. He watched as the lion relieved himself in powerful, noisy squirts, his back legs making a treading action. Chad smiled and realised Simba was just scent marking.

This lasted for a while, till Simba eventually seemed to run out of steam and stop. He stood up and walked forward, then began to stretch luxuriously. First each back leg in turn, then his head down low, front paws stretched out in front of him, with his slightly damp rump raised high, shamelessly showing off his impressive equipment to anyone who cared to look. Simba stood straight up again, then looked at Chad with gleaming eyes and began to pad back towards him.

He smiled, Chad did look quite inviting as he sat there, naively watching with absolute trust. This was all new ground to Simba too, he didn't know what sex like this with another male could be like, all he could do was listen to his instincts, do what came naturally and take each step as it came. Chad blinked and watched the lion approach steadily, still sitting back on his haunches, nursing his aching arousal. Simba made as if he was going to walk right into Chad, then at the last moment swerved around and came round behind him.

The lion dipped his head right down, then made Chad gasp as he stuck his nose down between his buttocks and pushed insistently, snuffling and breathing deeply. The push was enough to knock the human off balance and forward onto his hands and knees, completely exposing his rear now. Simba drew forward and nosed again, scenting Chad deeply, making him shiver as he blew warm breath all over Chad's most private parts.

"Simba, what are you d...?" He never got to finish as the lion extended his coarse tongue and gave an almighty lick, washing over the base of his aching maleness and testicles in one smooth action. Chad gave a shocked yelp of pleasure, then snapped his eyes shut as the lion licked a second time, higher, the rough tongue rubbing over his orbs and up his crevice now. It was sweet agony, the big cat's tongue was like wet sandpaper, yet it felt so good, Chad didn't want it to stop.

Simba licked him a third time, this time pressing his muzzle in with some pressure, the human found himself blushing as he felt Simba's tongue concentrate now on his anus, wetting and probing it. Chad gasped from time to time and groaned softly, the sensation of Simba's rough tongue licking around his opening with insistent pressure was painful, but also paradoxically pleasurable beyond belief. Simba pushed his muzzle further between the human's buttocks as his tongue began to penetrate his tight opening and slip in, little by little.

Chad suddenly knew now what Simba was intending to do, and he wanted it more than anything, he wanted to be mounted and mated. There was no turning back, he glanced over his shoulder and saw Simba's erection hanging heavily between his back legs, bigger than he'd seen it before. Any thoughts about the risks of being under a rutting lion were as far away now as the stars, Chad was only surprised the idea hadn't occurred to him earlier.

This was so new to Chad, he'd never thought about or considered doing anything like this in his life and didn't know what it would be like. From how things had been so far though, his hopes were good. He grunted loudly as Simba finally managed to thread his probing tongue up into him, gasping at the amazing sensations as he was thoroughly reamed. There was no better time, Chad shakily began shifting his posture, sliding down and flattening himself to the ground more like a lioness, head resting on his arms and his rump in the air.

Simba had kept licking, he liked Chad's taste back there, but now he withdrew and found himself unable to wait a moment longer. He paused for a heartbeat, then mounted the trembling human in a few short steps, his furry paws suddenly all round Chad. Chad's breath started to come in ragged bursts as the anticipation became overwhelming, the soft fur from Simba's paws gently brushing against his sides. The soft sound of the lion's panting could be heard from above as Simba hunched a little, dropped his rear and began probing urgently.

Almost straight away, Chad felt something warm, wet and hard touch against his cheeks, it was like an electric bolt of carnal desire to feel an animal's penis touch him there at last. It didn't take Simba long to find what he was after, belly fur rubbed against Chad's back as the lion's hardness at last parted his buttocks, slid up and down a little, then brushed against his tight opening. Simba let out an incredibly contented sigh as he began pushing, he'd waited too long and was unable to restrain for much longer.

His hind legs began thrusting out of control and he found himself slipping in quite easily, little by little, the thrusts quickly growing longer and more powerful. With a shuddering sigh, Simba finally lost it. Tightening his paws around Chad's middle and mouthing the back of his neck, the lion grunted, arched his back, then forcefully thrust all the way into Chad, his 5 inches penetrating fully. Chad grunted loudly, then gasped at the sudden invasion as he was filled all at once, Simba's swollen length suddenly deeply imbedded in his backside.

"Wow...", Chad murmured under his breath, the discomfort wasn't nearly as bad as he'd been imagining, Simba's tongue had seen to that. As the lion rested in the mount for a moment, Chad savoured the sensations, a unique stretching fullness in him, warm and pulsing with life, and he could feel the lion's pert velvety testicles resting against his rear. Chad reached a hand back behind him to touch the connection, squeezing Simba's balls and encircling the lion's penis with his fingers, feeling where it went into him.

Just as Chad was being thankful for no sharp pain, he suddenly let out a cry as Simba pulled out rapidly again for another thrust. As Simba had withdrawn, the spines on his penis had finally stuck out and done their job; scratching along Chad's insides, doing no damage, but shocking in their sensation. Simba seemed oblivious of Chad's discomfort however, and with a few more thrusts, began to approach full speed, his movements growing desperate.

The lion didn't hold back from thrusting deeply into Chad's tight hole every time, despite the spasms of his anus as the human tried to get used to the barbs and everything else. With pure instinct and physical need driving him on, he continued to rhythmically pump as fast as he could now, bumping the human forward a little with the force of each desperate thrust.

Chad gasped loudly with each thrust from Simba, the barbs were still hurting him a little, but that feeling was rapidly becoming overshadowed as he got over the initial shock and discovered how incredible this was beginning to feel. He was still very unused to having the lion's stiff penis penetrate him deeply in the first place, but quickly warming up to the idea. With Simba showing no signs of slowing down, all of Chad's pent up feelings came to the fore and a very short fuse began burning in him, any residual pain from the act quickly turning to pleasure.

Lions never lasted very long, but neither did he this time, as orgasm suddenly arrived and washed into his groin. Chad gasped and trembled all over, then began ejaculating, his anus squeezing and clenching hard as he erupted, sending long, powerful streams of his own semen so far forwards, they splashed hotly against his arms and chin. Simba gasped now as his lionhood was suddenly clamped down hard and squeezed rhythmically, it was too much to take. The lion came to an abrupt climax, then growled as he began jetting his warm semen deep into Chad, his tail twitching with every spurt.

Chad's penis jerked repeatedly, it felt like he'd never stop climaxing. The next moment, he could feel it, a wet warmth shooting up into him, and he realised Simba was climaxing too, ejaculating and emptying his own seed into Chad's backside. The feeling was incredible, his own orgasm began to subside and his streams slowed, but he could still feel Simba's penis jerking inside him to a conclusion. When it finally seemed as if Simba was finishing, to Chad's surprise the lion suddenly pulled out and withdrew very quickly, retreating a distance.

The human moaned and crumpled where he lay, he felt so empty now, he wished Simba had stayed in a little longer. Simba sat down, panting lightly as he buzzed all over with sensation, aimlessly looking around. After a time, his gaze fell upon Chad and he noticed the human hadn't moved, he was still lying there, very prone, his rear in the air. Simba smiled to himself and had forgotten he wasn't with a lioness for a moment, they usually turned and swatted him as soon as he finished. An unstoppable instinct fired and he began padding back over to Chad, seeing the human on all fours like that was affecting him, he was ready to mate again. Simba paused behind Chad to sniff him briefly, then mounted him again in one smooth action. Chad jumped with surprise as he felt Simba mounting him, the lion's fur brushing him from all sides again, but could find no voice of protest. Simba wasted no time and hunched down, his slick animal penis parted Chad's buttocks and quickly found the spot.

This time things were a lot easier, Simba's previous ejaculation now lined Chad's passage, lubricating it, allowing the lion to slide smoothly all the way in till his damp furry testicles were pressed up against Chad. Having purged his initial uncontrollable desire, Simba was able to take things easier this time, with more control.

Chad was shivering a little with pleasure now, Simba's smooth entry had felt good, and he was more used to being filled up with all of the lion's stiff length now. After pausing for a moment, Simba withdrew again, then began thrusting in and out, slower than the before, and with longer strokes, pulling almost all the way out each time. His penis was visibly slick with his fresh seed and glistened in the moonlight, the fluids starting to wet his groin fur.

Sliding luxuriantly all the way in and out, Simba began to pick up speed, anxious to fuel his growing desire again. Chad didn't mind the barbs now, combined with the feeling of fullness, and of the spreading wetness inside, they only added to the pleasure now, the initial sensation completely reversed. He wanted this to go on forever, he wanted Simba to go faster so the barbs would scratch and rend him even more, he wanted the lion to just fill him up and never stop.

Their desires coinciding, Simba let his instincts take over again, he started thrusting more forcefully and with more speed into Chad, but with much more ease than before, due to the lubrication. It was easy for him to keep up a fast speed now, his wet penis now rapidly pistoning in and out of the human.

Chad began to thrust backwards to meet Simba's thrusts, desperate to feel more and have Simba even deeper into him. Simba couldn't last any longer, and began to go over the edge. With a snarl this time, Simba drove in deeply and clutched Chad tightly as he reached the fourth orgasm that day. As his testicles contracted and his tail lashed, Simba began ejaculating more thick, warm jets of lion semen up into Chad's backside, adding to his previous delivery. His wet seed squirted again and again into Chad, coating the walls of his bowels with viscous warmth. It was too soon, Chad was caught out this time as he felt Simba jetting into him, more than doubling the amount of his previous ejaculation. Like last time, the lion's spurts soon slowed and then stopped, but he rested in the mount for a little while this time. Eventually he climbed off and withdrew gently, his softening penis sliding out as he did so. Chad was left gaping and moaning softly as Simba dismounted, he still needed more.

Simba wasn't about to disappoint and stayed close behind the human now, dipping his head down to scent his handiwork. The lion pushed his nose between the human's buttocks, sniffed deeply, then began lapping at Chad's gaping, leaking anus with earnest. Chad grunted and gasped as he was licked, it felt even better than before, he grunted louder as Simba began rimming him. Simba pushed his tongue in deeply and started licking out his own semen, swallowing as he did so, pushing his large tongue deeper and deeper as he sought out more.

Chad couldn't believe how big and long the lion's tongue actually was, it had to be going deeper into him than Simba's penis had, and felt absolutely mind-blowing. Simba's furry muzzle pressed harder than ever between Chad's buttocks as he continued to lick out the human. Chad started to twitch and tremble as the lion's touches excited him beyond belief and drove him onto the inevitable. Simba kept on licking, reaming, taking every advantage of the human's gaping opening as he licked out all the fresh sticky semen that he could find.

Finally, it was too much to bear, Chad shuddered as one final deep lick set him off. Intense feelings flooded through his body as he grunted and tensed up, breathed in sharply, then climaxed. His hardness jerked and squirted and his anus clamped down fiercely, squeezing the lion's tongue as he came. Simba made muffled noises as his tongue was rythmically gripped, then quickly tried to withdraw it. After a few squeezes he managed to free his tongue, then quickly shoved his muzzle between Chad's legs and started lapping at the human's squirting erection like a cat at a saucer of cream.

Chad gasped loudly as the lion's tongue washed over his now incredibly sensitive penis, he proceeded to ejaculate all over Simba's eager tongue. Simba licked unrelentingly, though Chad's squirts began diminishing, he was savouring the rich, salty, slippery substance that tasted of Chad, and finding he liked it very much. The top of his muzzle pressed firmly against the human's balls as he gulped down his prize, then licked over Chad's now still penis once more, his turn to lick off every trace of semen. Simba let up at last as the human began to soften, he pulled back and gave one last almighty lick all the way up Chad's rear.

Sated for the time being, Simba got up and retreated a distance before flopping down on his side. Somewhat shakily, Chad turned around and then crawled on all fours towards Simba. His arms couldn't support him any more and Chad unceremoniously flopped to his side right in front of Simba. Simba opened his eyes and saw the exhausted Chad next to him. With a gentle sweep of his paw, he pulled the human close to him like a cub, till Chad rested against his underside.

Chad felt wonderful, his entire body buzzed with pleasure, and a constant reminder of what had just happened, was the lion's wet saliva all over and up his backside. Simba felt wonderful too, it had been so different with Chad, so exciting, he'd never felt that good, or given that much seed before. He gently embraced Chad and nuzzled him, before resting his head down next to Chad's, engulfing him with his mane.

******

As the stars and the moon whirled above, the two creatures, lion and human slept soundly, exhausted and sated from their mating. A few hours passed till Chad woke up, feeling like he was wrapped up in a warm furry blanket. As he took in his surroundings and began to wake up more fully, he became aware of a warm tongue lapping at his ear. It was Simba, the lion had his paws wrapped around Chad in a tender embrace and was affectionately grooming him.

"Sleep well?", questioned Simba as he felt Chad stir, stopping his gentle lapping.

"Mmmm... mmmm, yeah...", mumbled Chad as he came round, a little dazed. Chad couldn't quite remember what had gone on before he woke up, he tried to think back. There was him and Nala, he was a full member of the pride, they'd told Simba, Nala had left them alone, then... Chad noticed a dull ache in his backside, a dampness around that area and a feeling of real contentment as suddenly he remembered what had gone on.

Simba smiled as he too thought back on the recent events, looking down at Chad in his embrace. With a chuckle, he noticed Chad start to get a little bit of an erection and wondering if he was thinking of the same things. "Pleasant memories?", asked Simba with a smile, looking pointedly towards Chad's groin.

"Hmm?", Chad replied distantly as his mind was elsewhere, tipping his head back slowly to look at Simba through dreamy eyes. Realisation dawned as he followed the lion's amused gaze straight to his own groin. "Oh! I, umm...", Chad broke off suddenly with a gasp as he felt Simba's warm furry paw touch him there and start to rub in gentle circles, making him achingly hard in no time. Simba stopped and smiled at Chad as he moaned in disappointment, then carefully untangled himself from the human and sat up on his haunches.

With great reluctance, Chad rolled over and shakily stood up, letting out a low grunt as he reached upwards and stretched, dissolving the sleep from his muscles. Simba stayed where he was for a moment, looking up approvingly. With a grunt from himself, Simba got to his feet and began to stretch languidly, first one end, then the other, finishing with a giant yawn that revealed his fearsome arsenal of sharp teeth. He closed his maw to see Chad quietly watching him with a small smile, deep attraction in his eyes.

Chad's smile broke into a nervous grin, "I... I never really looked at you before, Simba. Not like this. I never saw how..." Chad blushed enormously, looking at his feet, "How sexy you are."

Simba would have blushed if you could have seen it, "Shh... Enough words." There was an arkward silence between the two for a moment, till Simba broke it by padding up and nuzzling against Chad's midsection. The nuzzle turned into a rub, Simba rubbed all down the human's side, playing his tail tip over Chad's body as he passed. Chad let out an involuntary shiver of pleasure, fur against bare skin always felt so good.

Turning around, Simba came around for another pass, but this time rubbed his whole body against Chad's front. Warm brown fur engulfed the human's groin and he gasped as it rushed past, tickling and pressing his penis hard back against his body. Before he had time to say anything, Simba whirled round, paused for a second to grin, then surged forwards and took Chad's erection into his mouth, all the way to the root.

Chad yelped in surprise, "Ack! No teeth!"

Simba paused and looked up at Chad with concern. Chad got over the shock and calmed down, pausing for a moment before nodding his assent. Simba continued, suckling the long hard penis, longer than his, lapping somewhat clumsily with his rough tongue as he tried to keep his teeth out of the way. Chad groaned softly as the lion fellated him, holding onto the lion's big head with both hands, the hot mouth enclosing him and wetting him. The lion kept this up for a little while, tasting the human more, feeling his warmth and gentle pulse as he applied his saliva.

Next he took his mouth off Chad and started to just lick him with long drooling strokes, copiously wetting every part of his manhood. Chad couldn't stop trembling and shivering, letting out a gasp with every stroke, Simba's tongue was so rough.

Once he'd got Chad's crotch soaked, Simba stopped his licking and padded a few feet away. As Chad looked on curiously, the lion flopped down onto his side, contorted himself and began to groom his rear end. Like earlier, with wet licks he washed over his sheath and erect penis, tasting himself and Chad on the matted fur. His licks kept on moving further back though, over his testicles and finally ending up right under his tail. Simba paid special attention to this area now, wetting his anus with a lot of saliva as he grunted and actually tried to rim himself.

Chad looked on, open mouthed as Simba pushed against his own opening with some pressure, wriggling his tongue, pressing harder till it began to slip in a little. Once he'd achieved this, quickly the rest of his tongue followed and slid right inside him. Simba wasted no time and let himself drool while he moved his tongue in and out, coating his opening, lubricating it generously. Chad finally blinked out of his daze as it dawned on him what Simba was doing, and why. The lion rolled over onto his paws in front of him now, crouched low on all fours, rump raised high, his opening slick and ready.

Chad needed no further encouragement, he quickly came up behind the lion and dropped to his knees, his excitement surging. With trembling hands, Chad reached out and grasped the thick base of Simba's tail, it was still protecting the lion's modesty and in the way. Gently, he lifted it and swung it up out of the way, till Simba's tail tip flopped over and tickled his own back.

The moment was finally upon him, Chad shuffled into position, then rested on his heels, so he was at the right height. Simba in fact was a little nervous as he waited, this was going to be another entirely new experience for the two of them, and he didn't know what it would be like. Trying to suppress a trembling that was more excitement than nervousness, Simba raised his rump higher and glanced over his shoulder.

Giving Simba an encouraging smile, Chad took his erection in one hand, leaned over forward a little, and placed it under the lion's tail. Chad let out a shaky sigh as his tip pressed against the bare, moist skin of Simba's anus. Now he was in position, he let go of his penis and relaxed forwards onto Simba's back so he too was on all fours. Chad gave a gentle push forward and began to easily penetrate into Simba, eliciting a low rumble from the lion. Simba was doing a good job at relaxing, his entrance was tight, but not impassable, it helped that Simba was as large an animal as he was. Chad kept up a firm pressure and began smoothly sliding deep into the lion, inch by inch. He felt the tight ring of Simba's sphincter squeezing and encircling his length, and the soft, ridged insides of Simba's bowels surrounding it.

With a final push, Chad let out a small moan and slid in the last few inches till he was buried deep inside, his balls pressed against the lion, fur tickling his groin. Chad reached down and wrapped his arms around Simba's midsection, then started to thrust in and out, slowly at first. It was an incredible sensation, Simba was so warm and smooth and tight inside, Chad didn't know how long he could last.

Raising himself up on his arms now, Chad pulled almost all the way out, then thrust back in again, starting to thrust faster now, picking up speed as his excitement grew. Simba squirmed under Chad, letting out the occasional growl of pleasure, his penis hard underneath him. There had been some discomfort at first for Simba, but he was really starting to enjoy it now, on his way towards another climax.

Chad couldn't slow down, he pistoned in and out of Simba very fast now, and kept thrusting harder, pressing hard into him with each stroke. Suddenly, he was aware of Simba tensing up under him and could recognise the signs now, quickly he stopped his thrusting and paused, buried deeply in the lion's backside. His instincts were true, the next instant waves of contractions pulsed down his penis as Simba snarled and climaxed fiercely, his lion penis pulsing and coating his groin and belly with seed as he ejaculated. Chad gasped as he was squeezed hard, but wasn't near enough yet, he needed more time than the lion was used to.

Simba relaxed and slumped a little under Chad as he finished, panting heavily. On an impulse, Chad reached a hand down under the two and felt around between the lion's haunches. He smiled as his hand met the warm sticky patch of Simba's fresh ejaculation, there was quite an amount, Chad scooped what he could onto his fingers and then pulled his hand out. Next, he pulled out a little way and spread the sperm onto his own erection, decadently lubricating it with the lion's seed.

With a shiver he drove in again, Simba was much tighter this time, so soon after his climax. He dropped forward onto all fours and started to pick up his original pace, Simba's semen proved to be a wonderfully slippery lubricant. Chad was able to thrust in and out very easily, despite how tight the lion was, he quickly got back to speed. Simba grunted under him and was loosening up a little as he grew aroused again.

The heady combination of sensations and scents washed over Chad, it was all more incredible and felt more amazing than the last instant, but he was human and already quite drained. His thrusts grew desperate as Simba began thrusting back against him, but his arousal still grew slowly, Chad kept pumping and gripped the lion more tightly. Simba had no such affliction though and started to tense up, a growl rising in his throat, his hind legs twitching. Chad was getting used to this now and with a small smile, slid in as deeply as he could and held on tight. A few seconds later Simba shuddered deeply and came again, wetting himself with more spilled seed, his anus squeezing and dancing its rhythm around the human's stiff penis.

Chad didn't wait this time, the lion was still ejaculating, but he started to pump again, slowly at first in the clenching grip, then gradually faster. The lion did finally finish and crumpled under Chad, but he was tighter than ever and making strange growling cat noises now as Chad got up to speed again. The human spread his legs wider and tried to push harder and deeper than before, Simba's musky scent driving him on as he finally grew close. Chad reached a hand under the lion again and felt round to his groin. His hand became covered in Simba's slippery ejaculate as it brushed through the sodden fur, then he found it and carefully gripped the lion's exposed and very erect penis.

In time with his now desperate thrusts, Chad squeezed tightly and rubbed the lion's penis up and down, producing a series of lustful throaty growls from Simba who was now backing against the thrusts firmly. He couldn't take it any more, the human's climax rapidly approached as he gripped the big cat tightly, sweaty skin against warm fur, his penis in an intensely pleasurable vice grip. Chad's breath caught in his throat as he thrust in hard, then his whole body was wracked with spasms and he begun spurting thick ribbons of semen right up inside Simba.

Chad twitched again and again, each time gripping the lion as he filled his bowels with his sticky ejaculation. As Simba felt the human squirting deeply inside him at last, still rubbing his lionhood, it was too much and he too reached his climax. Chad gasped with pleasure as he was rhythmically gripped again by Simba's anus, then he felt the lion's penis swell in his grip and begin pulsing. As he quickly moved his hand forwards, Simba ejaculated all over his fingers, washing them in jets of warm, sticky semen.

By now his own climax had finally finished and he was beginning to feel very light headed, he slumped heavily against the lion till he too grew still and finished, then rubbed Simba's sticky seed into his belly fur. Chad let out a breath he'd been holding in a rush of air, marvelling at the intensely reassuring feel of his own sperm oozing back to surround his softening penis and leak out, as he blacked out.

****

It didn't seem that much later when Chad came to. He was lying face down on the grass, Simba had disappeared from under him, but he was still wet, rather wet and dripping from his rear in fact. As his mind struggled to piece together the facts, he was suddenly aware of four familiar paws stepping either side of him. With a gasp, Chad was enlightened as he felt the lion's hard penis slip between his buttocks, then penetrate right up to the hilt with a quick push. Before he'd got used to the sudden invasion and the filling sensation again, Simba began to thrust, Chad gave a token moan of disapproval. Simba wasn't listening, he had a glazed look in his eyes as he hunched over Chad, thrusting rythmically and forcefully, building up speed. As his thrusts quickly grew faster and more urgent, the now familiar growl began rising in his throat.

Chad moaned sleepily, becoming aroused now as the lion buggered him again. With a final deep thrust, Simba made a strange cry and then climaxed, ejaculating into Chad. His penis twitched and jumped as it delivered spurt after spurt of wetness into the human's backside. Chad moaned loudly with pleasure as he felt the semen jetting into him, coating his insides again. Simba paused once he'd finished, panting heavily, then to Chad's surprise started to stroke his still hard penis in and out again without pulling out.

As Simba quickly got up to speed again, Chad came fully awake and started to back against the lion's hard thrusts, aroused and excited now. Simba seemed to be getting faster, pendulous balls slapping against the human's buttocks, the growl was already rising in his throat again. Chad gasped as he was pushed forwards by a sudden hard thrust, then he felt sticky warmth shoot up inside him as Simba's bloated penis twitched again and again, emptying his balls up into Chad with a fresh load of warm semen, tail flagging.

Again the lion finished ejaculating and came to a stop, then started thrusting with renewed vigour, panting heavily, gripping Chad tightly. Things started becoming a blur, time passed by where Chad was distantly aware of Simba gripping him very tightly and ejaculating time after time into his willing hole. Each time, the sensation of fullness grew in his backside, an increasingly wet and sticky feeling deep within. He seemed to float off as if in a dream, richly textured and full of heady sights and sounds, himself in the centre of it all under a rutting lion.

A loud grunt from Simba brought his awareness back finally and he took stock of where he was. He was tingling all over and noticed streaks of semen over his chest and arms, he must have climaxed at some point. Simba's penis was making squelching noises now as he kept going with seemingly never ending energy, his passion daunting. It was almost too much to bear, he felt so sore now and so worn out, how much longer would Simba continue? There was an internal struggle in Chad's mind, he'd never felt anything this good, this incredible, and paradoxically the soreness, the pain, was turning to pleasure.

The squelches stopped and another gush of semen was unloaded up into his guts, the erotic pleasure, the unbelievable idea of being this filled up was driving Chad out of his mind with its reality. The thick white sperm was leaking from his anus in a steady flow, squeezing out around Simba's penis and running warmly over Chad's balls and down his legs. Simba too was sodden, his hind legs, his testicles, his thrusting maleness, they were all matted and drenched in the sticky fluids of their passion.

As Simba pulled back to start thrusting again, ropes of semen strung out between them, while yet more leaked out. He was quickly up to speed, pumping fast, effortlessly slipping in and out with so much lubrication from his own seed. The squelching was even louder and seemed obscene as it marked the unbelievable libido of the lion while he hunched and thrust desperately in and out, drooling on the human's back. A growl, a twitch of the tail, a push, then Simba was ejaculating again, spurting, his semen mingling and adding to the large pool of his many past deliveries.

Chad shivered as yet more of the lion's fluids overflowed, warming his testicles, then reason finally won out. Reluctantly, he quickly pulled himself forwards under Simba and twisted around, scooting backwards, grunting as the lion's penis slipped from inside him and left him gaping open for the first time in a while. Unable to contain his slippery contents, Chad reflexively put a hand down quickly to keep everything in him. Simba looked down at Chad who was now laying in front of him, with a very confused expression, one paw raised up questioningly.

"Simba, I can't... I can't take it any more, it's too much, I'm too sore.", Chad croaked.

Simba had a disappointed, rather pained look on his face and paused to consider this for a moment. Then he spoke up in the most pleading tone "Please Chad... Just once more?"

Chad looked up into Simba's eyes and considered his hopeful, almost desperate expression. Looking lower, he saw the lion's crimson equipment hanging between his legs, swinging slightly, dripping copiously, looking very swollen and hard. He wanted to say no, he should say no, all reason in his mind was telling him to say no. He was going to say no. With a crooked smile, Chad found himself nodding to Simba, giving his full permission as he looked deeply into the lion's eyes.

He wasn't quite sure how this was going to work, he pulled his hips back and held onto them with an arm, legs in the air, his rump totally exposed except where he was keeping his other hand. With a grateful smile, Simba padded forwards and over Chad, lowered himself and began his final mating. Chad found his legs pinned against him by the lion's bulk but it was comfortable, he found he was able to look down between them and see everything. Simba was having some trouble adjusting to the new posture, his penis bumped and prodded against Chad's sensitive testicles.

Chad let his hand slip from his opening and grasped Simba's slimy length. Thick gooey semen began to leak from him again as he pulling Simba's penis lower, till he managed to guide it into his oozing hole, sighing loudly as the lion instinctively thrust right the way in. He closed his eyes for a moment, then rested his head backwards and looked up and back. Simba's handsome face was above, an intense look in his eyes as he began to thrust in and out. A sharp push and suddenly Simba was in deeper than ever before, helped by the new position, his belly firmly pressed against the human's exposed genitals.

He was slower and more gentle this time, trying his hardest to make this last as long as possible, gradually building up speed. At the end of each thrust he made sure to press in firmly and deeply, rumbling with pleasure as his stiff penis was surrounded and smothered in all directions with a thick layer of warm and sticky semen. Chad groaned and squirmed under Simba, his hardness was buried in the lion's sticky belly fur and being rubbed between them maddeningly. As his arousal grew, he pushed up against Simba, trying to force him deeper, make him faster.

The lion happily complied and started to pump faster, more urgently now, making squelching noises again as his hardness drove in and out of the unbelievable pool of fluids inside Chad. Each thrust drove the viscous sperm deeper and deeper, lining Chad's rectum, while yet more leaked and oozed out noisily, running down between his buttocks. Chad pushed up more insistently, doing his best to back against the thrusts and grind against the lion's tummy.

The human's movements seemed to be exciting Simba more, he hunched down and began to thrust desperately, squelching loudly, each pump a wet slap of fur against skin. A growl began rising in his throat, very slowly, but Chad knew it was nearly time. He was just as close, his hard penis twitched and jumped between as them it was rubbed by the lion, his breath was coming in short bursts.

A few more strokes, then Simba lost it. He pushed in fiercely, then his whole body shook with the first of many strong spasms as he erupted, spurting so strongly it was like a urination of sperm deep within Chad. Next moment, Chad reached a shattering climax and gasped as he began squirting semen over both their bellies, squeezing the lion's penis as they ejaculated in tandem, the throbbing lion's penis filling him way beyond overflowing. More of the sticky fluid leaked back and flowed out of Chad's abused opening while the lion continued emptying his balls, his spurts washing over Chad's prostate in a flood. After a time, regrettably, inevitably, the lion's squirts began to abate.

The human grunted loudly and began to feel very faint, as the last of his orgasm was squeezed out with a few more jets of semen, then every muscle in his body gave up and he crumpled under Simba, tingling all over. Panting loudly, Simba stayed where he was, squirting a few mores times and finishing, trying to get his breath back, aftershocks and tingles running non-stop all over his body. He looked down and saw Chad, completely listless, his legs still bent up at an arkward angle against the lion's chest. Not trusting himself and wanting to be more comfortable now, Simba carefully withdrew, till he pulled out with a wet slurping sound.

It was like unplugging a dam, all of Simba's past deliveries began oozing out freely now, forming a small puddle on the ground until Chad moaned quietly and did his best to contain it, he didn't want to loose what Simba had given him. The lion gently pulled back further, till the human's legs were able to fall forward and rest back against the ground. Chad looked up at Simba through lidded eyes, gazing, almost in a dream. His eyes widened suddenly and he gasped as the lion padded back over him, then lay down to rest on his whole body.

Breathing became difficult as he felt the full weight of the lion press down on him like a giant, warm, furry blanket, but then his attention was diverted as Simba began licking at his face, they were nose to nose. Chad reached up, gently caressed Simba's face and kissed him lingeringly on the tip of his muzzle. The kiss lingered longer and their tongues met, Chad felt the lion's panting breath wash over his mouth as he tasted an intoxicating mixture from both of them. The gentle tongue battle waged for a while longer, till Chad triumphed and began licking at Simba's open mouth.

Chad continued and began to lick inside Simba's maw now, his tongue sliding over the lion's deadly incisors and between his fearsome canine (feline?) teeth. He trusted Simba implicitly now as he began french kissing the lion, kissing his black velvet lips and licking away inside his mouth, playfully duelling with Simba's tongue.

Chad frowned, wondering why Simba was still panting quite heavily. He paused for a moment as he thought about it, then began to notice something hard and growing harder, pressing into his groin. He chuckled wearily as he continued to kiss Simba, realising what it was. Just as he prepared to chide the passionate lion, Simba started to tremble and move, a little bit at first but then more and more. The movements quickly turned to nervous thrusts, back and forth. The lion was obviously trying to hold back against an overwhelming instinct, but wasn't succeeding, his thrusting quickening and lengthening till he was rubbing himself against the slippy mess between them at some speed.

Simba's sheath pressed and caught against Chad's groin as he slid in and out of it, his swollen length slipping between their two bellies, lubricated with semen.

"Aww man, don't you ever stop?", Chad chided as he felt Simba now desperately thrusting against his groin.

"Can't, *pant* help, *pant* it!", Simba suddenly yelled as he tensed up in orgasm. Chad quickly took his tongue out of the lion's mouth as he recognised the signs, smiling as he felt Simba stop his urgent hunching and ejaculate, squirting his wet seed between the two of them. Chad was far too spent to even get an erection, so he rested and just enjoyed the sensations, the pulsing of Simba's penis as he finished ejaculating, the mingling of the warm fluid with the fur pressed against him. His perspiration absorbed by Simba, the lion's warmth covered his body, protecting him.

As Simba slumped onto him again, Chad resumed his kissing, sliding his tongue back into the lion's slack mouth, french kissing him. It was just then that Simba's ears swivelled round and Chad turned a few seconds later at the sound of distant voices approaching. Instinctively, Simba quickly rose up and slipped out of Chad's embrace, moving to stand protectively between him and the voices.

Straining his sensitive eyes and ears in the moonlit night, Simba quickly identified the distant figures as one of the pride's hunting parties, and relaxed. He turned back to Chad and smiled as he looked down at the exhausted human, lying there like a helpless cub. The lionesses were within easy hearing range now as they purposely approached the two, Nala leading.

Nala and the other lionesses sniffed the air deeply as they approached, some scenting with heads raised and mouths open in a cat-like grimace.

She came straight to the point, "You two really have been busy, haven't you?", taking in their two intense scents, approaching with an amused smile.

As the lionesses completed their approach, they fanned out among the two and started to sniff them all over. Much of the attention seemed centered on Chad, with just Nala attending to Simba. After a little while the scenting turned to gentle inquisitory licking, Chad blinked in surprise at the strange ritual. He was bewildered and a little embarrassed as the pride mates literally tasted him all over, methodical and deliberate.

Wet, sandpapery tongues and warm furry bodies seemed to form a cocoon around Chad, sparing no modesty in cleaning the sexual fluids from his face, his chest, his hands, his belly, his whole groin. He couldn't guess at why the lionesses were doing this, or if they were intentionally cleaning him, but the sensation was wonderful.

Meanwhile Nala was circling around Simba and intently scenting his all, around his front, along his sides, around his rear, between his legs, around his genitals. Then Nala too switched to licking, stooping under Simba to taste along his belly fur and then his sides and flanks, rounding behind him now to lick under his tail, over his soft orbs, over his damp penis. She tasted him all over but didn't try to wash him. When she'd finished, the two nuzzled affectionately, then she returned to the other lionesses who had now finished giving Chad's tongue bath.

Chad propped himself up now till he was sitting, watching as the lionesses talked in low voices, he gave Simba a quizzical look, not understanding. Before Simba could reply, Nala broke from the group and approached Chad, a kind smile on her face. The lionesses all knew exactly what the two had done now, they didn't have to ask.

Nala nuzzled the sitting, naked human and spoke in a low voice, "A King has never mated another male before in the history of the pride, because it could never be done. There can only be one male, one King, and a brother is no choice. You and Simba are the first." Nala smiled.

Chad looked confused, "I'm the first male to have mated a King? But I'm not a lion..."

Nala cut him off, "Haven't you learnt yet what we've been trying to tell you, Chad? Don't you remember our conversation earlier? You are a full member of the pride now and we are all people, all of us, it doesn't matter that you walk on two paws, us on four." Nala's expression softened again as she looked at Chad in earnest.

Chad mulled this over for a while, then nodded slowly, understanding finally dawning, "You are right." He bowed his head down. "You'll just have to give me time to get over these silly human ideas."

Nala nodded, then sat on her haunches next to Chad and rubbed against him affectionately, "Glad to finally have you as one of us." She turned to look at him. Simba approached now and sat opposite the two, smiling. The other lionesses approached, all looking at Chad almost in awe, the first male to mate a King, and the first King who had ever mated a male.

Chad turned to Simba and smiled at the good looking lion, before turning to Nala and whispering in a low, nervous voice, "How many times does he normally go with you?". Simba laughed as he overheard regardless, Nala just smiled broadly.

"Hmmm... I can't really say, I always loose count above twenty, and that's just the first day. Why do you ask?", Nala asked innocently.

Chad coughed in surprise, clearly shocked, "I, err... Humans can't... I mean 2 legged people like me really can't cope with that many times."

Nala blinked and looked at Chad, genuinely surprised, "Really?", she lowered her voice, "How many times can you manage?"

"Two times, sometimes three, maybe four. Absolutely no more."

Nala's jaw dropped, "Oh my." She wasn't quite sure what to say. Turning to Simba, she jokingly scolded him, "You didn't go too hard on Chad, did you?"

Simba looked down at his paws, "Well, I... Could maybe do with more self restraint.", he admitted.

Chad chuckled now and leaned forward to surprise Simba with a hug, whispering in his ear. "You were great, Simba, really. Maybe a little more than I could manage, but you made me feel like I never did before." Chad leaned back.

Nala winked at Simba and turned to Chad with a sly smile, "Well, Chad, I think we're going to have to start training you up, two or three times only could be a problem for you. And I'm afraid there's only one kind of training that is any good..." Nala's paw fell down to lightly brush Chad's crotch, making him jump. "And we've got to do something about your jumpiness." She grinned mischievously.

Chad dared to hope he would be given more 'training' in the future and smiled, looking at all his pride members around him. He had a place, he was a member of the pride in every way and more. He'd gotten over his fear of Simba as well, now they'd been so intimate and trusting. As the dim glow of the imminently rising sun began ignite the black sky, Chad got shakily to his feet.

"Lets go home.", suggested Simba, letting out an enormous yawn. "It's nearly time to sleep. The other lionesses nodded and began padding back towards pride rock, talking in low voices. Chad walked between Nala and Simba, inexpressibly happy, but tired, eager to get back to the cave.

Nala turned to Simba and whispered across, "Did he do anything cool with his hands?"

Chad laughed with embarrassment and blushed a deep red.

Simba turned to Nala and whispered back as he grinned. "Oh, I could go on for weeks about his hands. What I want to hear about is his mouth, did he use it on you?

Turning a shade of Crimson, Chad laughed again and patted Simba and Nala on the back, "Oh you two, you're just too much." Pausing, he added shyly, "So when might you have a slot free for this, umm, training?" The two exchanged a glance that spoke volumes and chuckled darkly, "Whenever you're, ahem, up for it, Chad, just come see us any time." Two lions and a human receeded into the distance that was Pride Rock, the lionesses following behind as day stole the night.