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The Lion King Adventure

The African Savannah is wide and wild, the domain of the beasts who call it their home. Though humans have intruded into those rolling plains, their presence remains sparse and scattered; and much more susceptible to the ravages of disease than other, larger settlements. One such village, located on the edges of the savannah, fell victim to a devastating pandemic. Aid came in the form of outsiders--a man, a woman, and their infant son--who worked tirelessly to heal and comfort the villagers. Sadly, just when they were making progress, the man and woman fell victim to the disease themselves. They passed, considered heroes by those they had helped, leaving behind their infant son. Those who remained healthy gathered in the chief's hut, deliberating what to do with the orphaned baby. A few wished to make contact with the outside, and to send the child to whatever of his family remained. Others wished to raise the child in the village, giving him a life there among those his parents had saved. The deliberations went long into the night, and eventually the child was taken to a safe room to slumber as the elders continued debating his fate.

But fate had other ideas and led a certain baboon into the village in secret. The great lion kings of the past told him about a human losing his parents at infancy, but would someday be part of the pride. Perhaps this was the child. He carefully, and quietly, lifted the child from the cradle and hurried back into the wilds before anyone had discovered what happened.

Meanwhile, far away, another couple was resting after the celebration of their newborn son's birth. Mufasa, the king of Pride Rock, laid curled up with his mate Sarabi, their kitten nestled in between them. Simba slumbered in the safety of his parents' presence, dreaming his little dreams. One day he would ascend to the throne after his father; but for that time, he was content with his mother's milk and his father's warmth.

Just then, a brightly colored hornbill flew in and bowed before the lion. "Sire, Rafiki is requesting your presence outside," said the bird, "He says it's a matter of great urgency."

"Mmngh, wha...?" Mufasa stirred, blinking as he carefully rose up to all fours. He yawned, and then nodded to the hornbill. "Ah, thank you, Zazu. Let us see what he needs." Quietly, trying not to wake his sleeping mate and son, the lion king made his way out of the king's chambers to meet with Rafiki.

The old primate was resting on a rock with the baby in blanket and humming softly. He knew that if he had came up without telling Zazu first, Mufasa's keen sense of smell for humans would've gotten the king's attention. He smiled when he saw the noble lion making his way down to him.

"Rafiki, it's always good to see you, my friend." The lion smiled as he padded closer; and then he paused, frowned, and sniffed the air. "That... is that a human child?"

"An orphaned, infant human child," corrected Rafiki, "The Great Kings saw to it that this child was to be placed in your care to one day help Simba to the throne and keep the peace in the Pride Lands." The baby was asleep but when he opened his tiny eyes, he smiled and burbled at Mufasa thinking he was the world's biggest stuffed animal.

Mufasa, still skeptical, leaned in close to give the human infant a few sniffs. Those bright eyes and that tiny smile, however, began to melt the lion king's heart; he almost looked like Simba in a way, so tiny and in need of warmth and love. He smiled back to the infant, giving him a gentle nuzzle. "If it is the will of the Great Kings, then who am I to argue. I am not sure how well he will fit into the pride, but I will do all I can to make sure he grows up healthy and strong. And I'm sure little Simba will love the company."

Rafiki smiled as he watched Mufasa take the bundle into his teeth but being careful with the infant as he carried him to Sarabi. The lioness was sleeping but she woke up and yawned when she heard her mate returning. "Mufasa? What is it you have there?" she asked as she sniffed and perked her ears at the sound of cooing and as fate would have it, maternal instinct kicked in as she nuzzled the infant. "He's so small, yet he doesn't show fear at all," she said as she gently nudged the infant to Simba and licked them gently.

"Indeed. Rafiki has said the Great Kings foretell he will be a fine companion to Simba one day, and will be the key to keeping peace in the Pridelands." He settled down with his mate, watching with a smile on his face as Simba and the human baby settled in together. "Look at them, already getting along so well."

"Leo... That's what we'll call him. Leo," said Sarabi purring and nuzzling both her cubs lovingly. The next day, however, things were not so happy for most of the pride had been gathered to confront Mufasa about the acceptance of a human into the pride, and the source of the debate was none other than Scar, Mufasa's younger brother.

"A human in the pride... does anyone here truly think this will work?" Scar prowled back and forth before the group of animals gathered to protest Leo's presence. "What happens when he grows up, and begins to hunt us as the others do? Or, Great Kings forbid, leads more humans here to destroy our home?" "That's enough, Scar." Mufasa stood tall and proud, looking down upon his subjects. "I hear your fears, and I know well there is no love lost between the pride and the lands of the humans. However, it is by the will of those very Great Kings you invoke that he has come into our care."

Sarabi was present as well keeping an eye on both Simba and Leo, who were both trying to catch a cricket but failed to keep up.

The rest of the animals shifted, looking to each other. Scar's eyes narrowed; however, after a moment, he nodded. "You are the king, brother. And your reign has been prosperous for all of the pridelands so far." The slightest smirk came to his face as he turned to pad off. "I do so hope that will continue to remain the case." Mufasa let out a heavy sigh as the crowd dispersed.

"Honestly, sire," said Zazu as he flew up to Mufasa's side, "I don't see why you can't just banish him. You and I both know he means trouble." It was then Zazu felt a tug on his tail feathers and he yelped as he was hugged by Leo. Sarabi could only chuckle while the hornbill was helpless as it was clear that he had become Leo's newest stuffed animal. This greatly amused Mufasa.

He chuckled softly, watching the human cuddle the hornbill. "I will deal with him, as I have throughout his and my life."

"In the meantime, it looks like little Leo has found himself a new playmate," said Sarabi while Simba was tugging at Zazu's tail feathers.

"Indeed. He seems to have taken quite the shine to you, Zazu." Mufasa gave the hornbill a playful smirk.

"Ugh... I'm never gonna hear the end of this, am I?" sighed Zazu in defeat. The years went by and both Simba and Leo grew fast. The two brothers did everything together and Leo was a big help to Simba whenever he got a thorn stuck in his paw, the human boy would always pull it out and Simba would help back Leo up whenever the human was being teased about not being a real lion.

Scar kept a close eye on the pair, never treating Leo coldly; at least, overtly so. However, every time he spoke to the human, Leo couldn't help feeling a bit worse about being a human in the midst of a pride of lions. Scar would tell tales about human poachers warning Simba to stay away from them, and then turning to give Leo an almost-sickly-sweet smile while reassuring the young boy that he wasn't talking about him. He'd shoo away Leo's bullies, and then offer some not-so-comforting words about how he shouldn't give them reason to scorn him. And though Mufasa and Sarabi, Zazu, and Simba himself did their best to reassure the human, he couldn't stop the words from hurting just a little.

One day, as Leo was walking by himself, a certain baboon poked his head in front of the human making Leo jump. "Rafiki!" he yelped falling back, "What're you doing here?" He was helped back onto his feet before giving the primate a hug.

Rafiki chuckled, returning the hug. "Oh, I was just around. Keeping an eye out for trouble in the Pride Lands." He tapped under his left eye. "Have you seen anything like that, Leo?"

Leo drooped his head sadly. "Unless you're referring to all the comments of a human advisory in the Pride Lands," he said as he sat down again and Rafiki sitting with him in his meditative state, "It's just that everyone thinks I'm an abominable... A bombing nation... Abombastic..." "Abomination?" asked Rafiki. "Right," sighed Leo sadly, "And Uncle Scar says that I was only taken in because the other lions felt sorry for me but would send me away when I am older... Mom and Dad wouldn't do that, would they? I could never leave them or Simba."

"Hmmmm..." Rafiki hummed in thought, brow furrowed. "That sounds like something you should be asking yourself. You know your mother and father well, young Leo. Do you think that is something they would do?"

"Well... No," said Leo, "I know they love me and I love them too."

Rafiki smiled, and gently clapped the human boy on the back. "Well then, it seems like you have your answer." He hummed, flipping back into a handstand. "Although, if you wish to prove it to the others, perhaps a way to defend yourself and the pride would help." He reached out with a leg for a nearby stick, long and thick and sturdy, and grasped it in his foot to hold out to the human. "Take this and give it a few swings."

Leo caught the stick, but he was a little curious at first as he clasped it in both hands and began swinging it back and forth in both hands like a baseball bat.

"Hmmm..." Rafiki watched for a moment, brow furrowed. "Not quite. Try it like this." With a grunt, the baboon launched himself into the air, grabbing up his walking stick as he did so, and landed in a low stance with his weapon held like a staff in both hands.

Leo tried his best to copy the motions but only tripped over his own feet and his face landing in the dirt. He sat up spluttering and coughing as he tried to shake his face clean.

Rafiki chuckled good-naturedly, helping the boy up. "Here, let's try a few easier moves." He stood up, and demonstrated how to strike with a staff and then hold it up to block.

They kept at it for hours on end till Leo finally got it right and this time landed on his feet. "Hey... I did it!" he said smiling and he hugged the primate, "Thank you, Uncle Rafiki."

"Any time, young Leo." The baboon chuckled, patting the young human on the back.

Then Leo heard his father's roar from Pride Rock. "Oh, it's getting late. I'd better go. Bye, Rafiki!" he called as he ran off with his new staff in hand.

"Farewell, Leo. Take care!" The baboon watched as the human ran off, and then let out a quiet sigh. "I hope that what you have learned will help you for the trials ahead..." Mufasa smiled as he saw Leo running up, nodding to the approaching boy. "Leo, there you are. What's that you have, hm?"

"Hey, Dad," said Leo as he stopped and hugged Mufasa's neck burying his face in the soft, crimson mane, "I was training with Rafiki on how to use this." He showed his lion father the staff and told him all about the many lessons Rafiki taught him... Including confessing why he had wondered off in the first place due to Scar's hurtful words.

"I see." Mufasa nodded, his brow furrowing for a moment. "Always remember that your mother and I love you, Leo. Do not let anyone--not even your Uncle Scar--tell you different." He smiled. "And as for Rafiki's lessons... if anyone does end up giving you any trouble, you have my permission to give them a good whack." He smirked playfully. "Now come, the lionesses are returning from the hunt, and it's nearly time to eat."

"Oh, yum," said Leo, his stomach growling, "And you mind if I have some apples too? I almost forgot Rafiki gave them to me. He says it's good for humans." He looked over to the side and pulled out what looked like a shoulder bag and it was full of fresh red apples.

"Of course." Mufasa nodded again, his smile growing warm. "We lions have things that are good for us to eat, and so do humans, and so do all other animals in the Pride lands. All are connected in the great circle of life."

"By the way, where's Simba-" Leo yelped as something small and furry pounced on the boy knocking him to the ground. "Hey," spluttered Leo looking back at his brother, "No, fair."

"You're the one who wasn't paying attention, Leo." Simba grinned, hopping up on top of the prone boy. "Pinned ya, hehe~ Man, you really need to keep your guard up."

Leo grinned as he pounced and began tickling Simba's sides. "Tickle attack!" he laughed as he managed to have Simba on his back and tickling his sides.

"Gah, wait, wait...!" Simba giggled and laughed, squirming under Leo's assault. "N-no fair...!" "Seems like you need to learn to keep your guard up as well, Simba." Mufasa chuckled, watching the two boys horseplay about.

Then at last, the lionesses returned with food for the pride and both boys were glad to see their mom again as Sarabi nuzzled Simba and the human hugged her feeling her purr softly.

"Hello, boys. Did you have a good day today?" "Uh-huh! Spent some time exploring!" Simba smiled up to their mother. "Oh did you?" Sarabi let out a soft chuckle. "Well then... it would be best for you to wash up before eating, wouldn't it?" She gently batted Simba on to his side, and then began to lick at his fur to clean. "Aww, mom, do we have to? I'm starving…!"

"Give it up, Simba," said Leo as he waited his turn, "You know we have to one way or the other. Anyway, I did some training with Rafiki today."

"Oh?" Sarabi spoke and looked up to Leo in between licks. "And what did he teach you?"

He told her about the staff Rafiki gave him and told her about what Scar said to him. That made both Sarabi and Simba pause and look at Leo in shock.

"Uncle Scar said that?" Simba's ears drooped as he struggled out of Sarabi's grip, moving over to nuzzle Leo. "Hey, you know that isn't true, right mom?" He looked to Sarabi, who padded over to nuzzle Leo as well. "Of course it isn't. You are a blessing from the Great Kings, Leo, just as much of one as your brother. You are our son, no matter blood or species." The lioness gave the human a warm, reassuring, loving smile.

Leo smiled and snuggled up to the lioness. "Thanks, Mom," he said as she began her task of licking Leo clean, which she did with care considering he had bare skin instead of fur.

She cleaned him head to toe, gentle and tender, and then sent him off along with Simba to get their meal. As the boy's ran off, Mufasa came up next to his queen to give her a gentle nuzzle. "Did you hear what Leo said?" "I did." Mufasa grunted. "Perhaps I've been too lax with Scar. It seems I will need to have another conversation with him." Sarabi growled. "Saying such things to a child. Who does he think he is?" "I will take care of him." Mufasa licked Sarabi's cheek. "And I will also take care of any other naysayers in the pride."

Of course, there was one other cub in the pride that was a friend to both Simba and Leo, Nala. She often helped Simba in defending Leo whenever the human was being bullied and the only one who could out pin Simba.

The three had many adventures together, exploring and playing as they wandered the pridelands during the day. Simba and Nala pouncing and pinning each other, and 'rushing' Leo so he could practice with his staff. The three were close, and did nearly everything with one another.

It was at that moment they paused when they heard Mufasa's raised voice in Scar's cave below their own. They all paused to listen carefully.

"I do not want to hear any more word about you making trouble for Leo. Do you understand me, Scar?" "Come now, brother... I only have his and the Pride's best interest in mind." "Sometimes I wonder." A snort. "He is my son, just as much as Simba is. Whether you like or agree with it or not." "Of course, of course…"

Leo could tell Scar was lying. He had a feeling in the back of his mind that he couldn't explain which was alerting him of danger.

Simba, however, seemed to take Scar's words at face value. He looked to Leo with a broad smile. "You see? Dad's taking care of things, cuz he's the king." His gaze grew distant. "Man, I can't wait 'till I'm king, and everyone'll have to listen to me. I won't let anyone bully you ever again, hehe!"

"I don't know," said Leo worriedly looking back and then smirked, "And if your king... That means I won't be able to... Tickle you!" He pounced and tickled his brother playfully.

"Aww, come on!" Simba squirmed, unable to stop his laughter. "N-Nala, help me...!" "I'll hold him down, Leo!" Nala grinned, moving over to help ping the wriggling male cub down. “N-noooo!"

Leo grinned and continued tickling Simba's sides and then his paws, which were the most ticklish.

"Gah, no! Stop!" Simba laughed all the harder. "Th-this is treason! Mutiny! I'm the king...!" "We're putting an end to your reign of terror!" Nala giggled. "Unless you say Uncle, we'll never stop!" "Uncle! Uncle!"

Leo smiled as he stopped tickling and he hugged Simba. "What would I do without you, dear brother," said Leo as small tears rolled down his cheeks.

Simba purred, nuzzling the human and licking his cheek. "Probably be real bored." He chuckled, giving Leo a smile. "I mean it. When I'm king, I won't let anyone say anything bad about you, Leo." "You two lovebirds done over there?" Nala called out, having padded a ways away to give the pair space. She grinned over her shoulder. "Come on! The rains brought all the frogs out at the mud hole!"

Leo and Simba grinned at each other. "You thinking what I'm thinking?" he said, "Leap frog!" They played on for hours laughing and until an alligator was making its way to Nala. Leo gasped and grabbed his staff and a branch. He quickly stuffed the branch into the reptile's mouth just as it was about to bite down on Nala's tail. "Simba! Nala! Get out of the mud!" yelled Leo as he swung his staff around to ward off the alligators and Leo hissed angrily at them imitating their growls till they backed down swimming away. Leo panted as he rushed over to his friends. "Nala? Are you okay? Simba?" he asked.

"Y-Yeah, we're okay..." Simba was trembling, nuzzling Nala as the female cub shivered. "Th-thank you, Leo." She rushed over, wrapping her forepaws around the human boy's torso. "That alligator almost chomped me, but... y-you were so cool!" "Yeah!" Simba moved over. "Where'd you learn moves like that?"

"I guess Rafiki's lessons are starting to pay off," said Leo, "I need to remember to come see him more." As the years passed, when Simba and Leo were in their teens, the human had gained more muscle and was much faster with his staff thanks to Rafiki's teachings. Leo even made sure Simba and Nala stayed out of trouble and kept a close eye on Scar, who was still under the human's suspicion. Not once did Leo give a thought as to whether there were other humans like him out there.

Scar grew a lot more cordial with Leo, but the human still couldn't shake the feeling that there was a lingering contempt under his smiles and words. And not just for Leo himself; he began to notice a bit of venom seeping into the older lion's expression whenever he spoke with or looked at both Mufasa and even Simba, too.

One night after coming back from Rafiki's tree from training, Leo thought he spotted Scar making his way to the elephant graveyard. "What's he doing in hyena territory?" he thought as he secretly followed behind the dark lion but staying hidden as much as possible.

Scar made his way deep into the valley, where he met with a trio of hyenas. And as Leo watched, the dark lion tossed a few scraps of fresh meat to the scavengers. "Don't know what we'd do without you, boss," One of the hyenas said. "That old cat Mufasa ain't anywhere as generous as you." "Don't you worry about him. Soon he won't be a problem anymore." Scar smirked. "And when I'm king, you'll have all the fresh meat you could ever ask for." "But, uh, how are you going to become king? Isn't there a line of succession and all that." "Not if my dear brother and sweet nephew were to suffer a... most unfortunate accident, there won't be."

Leo's eyes went wide with shock and horror. He slowly snuck down to the ground and without anyone seeing him, he snatched up a piece of meat and hurried back to Pride Rock as fast as his legs could carry him. When Scar returned to Pride Rock, he was surprised to see Mufasa and several of the lionesses out there to confront the dark lion.

"Where have you been, Scar?" "I..." The dark lion forced a smile onto his face. "Oh, you know how I enjoy my evening strolls, brother." "Yes." Mufasa snorted. "Out to the elephant graveyard, hm?" Scar stiffened, but the expression remained on his face. "Now, don't be ridiculous. That is beyond the pride's borders. What business would I have out there…?"

Leo came up and held out the fresh meat to his father and Scar's eyes widened as he realized who gave him away.

"You..." "It's over, Scar." Mufasa growled. "Consorting with the hyenas? Planning my assasination? Plotting to murder Simba...? You have overstepped before, but I never imagined you would stoop so low." "And what are you going to do?" The dark lion drew himself up, sneering defiantly. "You wouldn't kill your own brother." "No, Scar. I'm not like you." Mufasa jerked his head. "You will be banished from the Pridelands. If you ever show your face again..." He allowed that to hang in the air. "Go. Get out of my sight."

Leo watched as Scar left in disgrace and the lionesses followed to make sure he didn't try anything. He turned to Mufasa and hugged him. "Dad, if I didn't hear about their plans before... I don't know what I'd..." he stammered as tears finally came to his eyes.

Mufasa set a massive paw on the human's back, holding him close and nuzzling Leo. "Do not think of that, Leo. What matters is that his plan will never come to pass." He purred, gentle and soft and reassuring.

"I love you, Dad," said Leo and looked to his brother, "And I love you too, Simba." He opened another arm so that he could embrace both lions.

Simba rushed forward, nuzzling the human. "Love you too, Leo." Mufasa smiled down to the pair, almost wistful. "If only Scar and I had the bond you two share..." He shook his head. "Let's not give any more thought to that. Come, boys, let's go home."

Leo and Simba nodded as they followed their father home. Many years had passed and soon, Simba had grown his full mane and was now ready to take the throne. Leo had grown up as well, only he was more muscular and was more nimble with his staff and a skilled hunter and tracker, but he still had his kind and loving heart for the pride. One afternoon, while Leo was meditating, Simba thought it a good idea to try and sneak up on his brother again for old time's sake but just as he was getting ready to pounce... "Don't even think about it," said Leo without so much as turning his head or opening his eyes.

"Aww." Simba chuckled, padding over and sitting next to the human. "You're no fun anymore, now that you know to keep your guard up."

"What can I say? I'm your brother," said Leo as he leaned over to snuggle with Simba.

The lion purred, nuzzling the human in return. "Yeah, hehe." Simba shifted on his haunches a little, glancing away; seeming like he had something on his mind.

"At least, we're still as close as ever... And I saw how you were looking at Nala earlier," teased Leo, "Did you ask her yet?"

"I..." Simba blushed, clearing his throat. "I haven't yet. I... I'm a little nervous, you know? About if I can... do stuff with her properly…"

"You mean you don't know how to mate?" asked Leo looking at his brother.

"Of course I know how." Simba let out a quiet huff. "I just…"

"Yes?" asked Leo as he tilted Simba's head up and kissed the lion's nose.

"I... was hoping I could, you know... find someone to practice with... And, well..." Simba peeked at Leo from under his brow, ducking his maned head.

Leo smiled cupping Simba's cheek. "I would be honored... Your majesty," he said with a soft warmth in his eyes as he tenderly kissed his brother on the lips.

"Mmmngh..." Simba moaned, pressing into his brother's kiss. "You know you don't need to call me that, Leo..." He smiled and licked the human's cheek. "So... I guess... get on all fours, and... we'll see how it goes?"

"Of course... But first, I want to taste your lion hood," said Leo, "You can't breed your queen with a soft cock, now can you?"

"Oh, right. I, uh... g-guess so." Simba chuckled, and then laid down on his side. As he lifted his hind leg, Leo got a good look at his brother's pert ballsack and plump sheath. "Uh, go for it, I guess…"

Leo had Simba lay on his back and then gently hold Simba's sheath in one hand and his balls in the other as he leaned down to push his tongue into the tip of the sheath.

"Mmmph!" Simba began to pant, spreading his hind legs more to give Leo full access to his crotch. "Nngh... your tongue feels... really good down there, Leo…"

Leo smiled as he kept sucking and at last, the lion's cock slipped out. The human kept holding the sheath while he bobbed his head up and down. As he did so, he slowly reached down with his free hand to remove his loincloth.

"Haaah... oh, Leo..." Simba purred as he felt the human's mouth engulf his cock. He couldn't really hump in his position, but he could set a paw on top of the human's head. Gentle, and yet insistent. "Don't stop…"

Then Leo climbed on top of Simba and his hole was in plain view. The lion knew perfectly well what the mating required and that another male couldn't self lubricate his hole.

He nuzzled Leo's rump, sniffing at the human's hole. "Mmm..." Another sniff, and then he began to rub his nose on the pucker. It was... different from a lionesses scent, but not unpleasant. And with that, he began to lick, lapping at Leo's entrance and taint.

Leo moaned as he felt the rough lion tongue lube and rim his hole. It was like nothing he had ever experienced before. After a while of sucking and rimming, Leo sat up, turned around and kissed Simba. "I think you're ready," he said as he slid off and got on his hands and knees with his rear raised in the air for Simba.

"Yeah, and so are you." Simba smiled, moving to jump up onto Leo's back and position his cocktip at the human's hole. He nuzzled and licked his brother's nape. "Love you, Leo. Thanks for... letting me do this." And then, he slowly and gently began to push his erection into the other male.

"Any time... Simba... And... I love you... Too," moaned Leo as he finally felt Simba push in and he leaned back to kiss Simba.

"Any time, huh?" The lion chuckled, giving Leo's nape another lick. "Might have to take you up on that offer." He pushed into the human's kiss, slow and gentle while beginning to thrust.

Leo moaned as he felt Simba hump in deep and he clawed at the ground as his own cock swayed back and forth beneath him dribbling precum.

Hard. Fast. Deep. Simba settled into a quick rhythm of sliding his cock in and out of Leo's squeezing passage, the pair panting and gasping with every slam of the lion's crotch against the human's backside.

"Breed me, Simba... I want you to fill me with your first load," whimpered Leo hugging one of Simba's legs as he felt the lion's breath panting into the human's neck. Then at last with a resounding growl, Simba filled Leo's insides to the point that he was leaking and the human came all over the ground beneath him. They both flipped to their sides panting. Leo slowly pulled Simba's cock out of him so he could turn around and hug the exhausted lion. "I love you, Simba," said Leo softly as he buried his face into the red fur of the lion's mane.

Simba wrapped his forelimbs around Leo in return, nuzzling the human and letting out warm, loving purrs of bliss as the pair held each other. "Love you too, Leo."

"I think Nala's gonna love what you have to offer her," said Leo softly, "But for now, let's just rest here for a while... I don't want this moment to end."

"Yeah, me neither." Simba smiled, and gave Leo's cheek a tender lick.

And later that night, Leo stood with his mother and father as Rafiki declared Simba as the new king of the Pride Lands and Rafiki was given the honor of marrying Simba to Nala. Leo smiled and hugged his parents. They had never been happier.