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Cron woke up to a splitting headache in the lion village. His hands were tied up by a sturdy rope. Sitting up, he immediately noticed a small group of lion warriors arguing a bit further away.

“You idiots! Why did you bring the human here? You should have killed him on the spot!”

“I already told you, he’s not like most humans! He speaks our language and he helped Kayr escape!”

“That doesn’t tell shit! What if he is a spy?”

The arguing went back and forth for quite some time until yet another, even bigger lion stepped up and shouted: “Enough! The alpha will decide on this matter. Until then, nobody touches the human!” The other lions looked like they wanted to speak up, but stayed silent.

“But where will we keep the human? I don’t want to sleep anywhere near it.” The first lion growled at the bigger lion.

The bigger lion shrugged. “We’ll put him in the relievers’ pen.”

Now the group of lions turned to look at Cron who had been following their conversation for a while now. The big lion walked over to Cron and picked him up onto his shoulder. The other lions watched as he carried Cron away.

“I was told you can speak our language, human.” The big lion said as he made his way through the village.

“That is true.” Cron answered in beast-tongue.

“I’m impressed. Only a few humans speak our tongue. ”

“Well in my line of work you need to be able to work with whoever is willing to cooperate. And I take it you don’t get human visitors that often.”

“True. Usually, we kill any humans trespassing in our territory.”

“...So what’s going to happen next?”

“The tribe is arguing whether we should kill you, imprison you, or let you go. But we cannot make a definitive decision without our Alpha. And since it is mating season, he may not be disturbed for at least a week. So until he’s available, we’re going to keep you here.”

The big lion finally set Cron down inside a stockaded area with about a dozen tents. Cron stuck out his hands and the lion tied another rope around his existing binds, attaching him to a large, decorated wooden pole.

“What’s your name?” Cron asked the big lion.

“Kuba…” The lion replied, securing the rope to the pole.

“I’m Cron.”

“Well then, Cron the human. I’ll tell the relievers to serve you some food before nightfall.” Kuba said, walking off outside the stockade.

As soon as Kuba was gone, a group of young female lions started slowly gathering around the pole Cron was tied to. Or at least Cron thought they were female. Compared to the warriors from before, their bodies were very slender except for their wide hips. They had no mane and unlike the males, they had lots of piercings all over their faces and ears. And for females, their chests were awfully flat and they didn’t cover them either.

“Are you the human who saved Kayr and was then captured?” A mysterious voice asked from amidst the lions.

A little older lioness stepped up, looking at Cron with her sharp feline eyes. Her face also had multiple piercings, and her chest and face had ceremonial tattoos on them. “I’ve never met a live human before…” She said, walking closer while the others kept their distance.

Once close enough, the lioness crouched and sniffed Cron’s crotch. Cron flinched as the flowing air tickled his nether regions. The lioness took a good whiff of Cron’s scent and then proceeded to feel up his member through the leather pants. “Not bad... “ The lioness muttered standing up again. “You look kind of cute too…”

Still recovering from the shock of suddenly having his genitals smelled and fondled in public, Cron cleared his throat. “Excuse me… ma’am..? I don’t know if what you just did is customary to you, and even though I’m flattered, I wouldn’t dare to touch any of you females without the Alpha’s consent. Especially since it is mating season for you.” Cron gave the best formal answer he could.

The lioness stared at Cron confused and then burst out laughing. “Females? You think we’re females?” The lion chuckled, still staring at Cron. “Well think again…” The lion now moved his loincloth to the side, flashing his flaccid feline cock to Cron. “We’re all males here, silly. Although I guess I can’t blame you. Thanks to your inferior sense of smell, you probably wouldn’t know since our manes are cut.”

The feminine male now leaned in, bringing his pierced muzzle right next to Cron’s. “Let me tell you about our tribe human.” He whispered.

“The tribe is lead by our Alpha male, who, during mating season, has access to all of the females in the village. This means the warriors, who are also in a rut are not allowed to mate with the females. Hence we, the relievers, exist. Every time a warrior is overrun by his lust, he comes here and we relieve him. All males between 20 to 25 summers old serve as relievers and after that, they can proceed into becoming warriors. It is also believed, that the seed of a great warrior helps the more frail males grow stronger.”

The lion now withdrew his face from next to Cron’s, eyeing him up for the last time, before turning around and leaving. “Oh, my name is Tamaa, by the way…” He said as he walked away from Cron.

“Then, Tamaa. Kuba promised me food, and I’m getting kind of hungry.” Cron shouted after the leaving lion.

Tamaa glanced back, his eyes flashing mysteriously in the fading daylight. “Get the human some food!” He said to two nearby lions, who quickly disappeared inside a nearby tent with Tamaa following behind them.

“What a mess…” Cron sighed, looking up at the darkening sky. Just for good measure, Cron tried to break the ropes binding him but to no avail. Kuba had done an exemplary job tying him up. It looked like there was nothing left for Cron to do except wait. The rope had just enough leeway to let Cron sit on the ground, while still binding his hands above his head.

Some time passed and Cron still waited for his meal. One or two stars had appeared in the sky, as the night gently wrapped the village into its’ dark mantle, coating the surrounding savannah.

At last, the two lions from before came out of their tent, one of them holding a steaming bowl. The two males carefully approached tied up Cron, curiously staring at the human. Once close enough, both of them got down to their knees and the one holding the bowl, laid it down at Cron’s feet.

The bowl gave off a delicious scent and appeared to be filled with some kind of meat stew. The lions looked at Cron expectantly. “It smells good…” Cron said and could see their faces light up. “Would either of you mind?” Cron added, nodding at the bowl and then looking up at his bound hands. After a brief moment of hesitation, the other lion quickly picked up the bowl, holding it up at Cron’s chest. The other lion quickly grabbed a spoon and started feeding the stew to Cron.

The stew tasted just as good it smelled, and for his first meal in a day, Cron thoroughly enjoyed the entirety of it. The meal was mostly carried out in silence, although every now and then Cron tried asking the two males something about the tribe but they were very timid and only usually responded by either nodding or shaking their heads. And throughout the whole meal, Cron could feel Tamaa’s eyes on him, even though he was nowhere to be seen.

Before long, the bowl was empty. The two lions started leaving and soon Cron was again all by himself. Having had his fill of food and with a rather ‘busy’ day behind him, Cron started feeling drowsy. The night was surprisingly warm and a gentle breeze blew by. It took almost no time at all for his heavy eyelids to droop and close as he fell asleep at the base of the pole.

Cron’s eyes shot open as he woke up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat. He immediately noticed something was off because he wasn’t staring at the night sky, but a roof of a tent. He was also laying down on his back, something his binds should’ve stopped him from doing. He tried to move his hands, but they were still tied up.

Cron also felt an odd sensation down by his crotch, which, now that he thought more about it, felt a little too breezy. Cron craned his neck to look at himself and noticed he was buck naked. And that wasn’t all. In between his legs sat Tamaa, who was mesmerized by Cron’s powerful erection. His figure looked quite eerie in the dim torchlight.

“Tamaa? What the hell is…” Cron’s sentence crumbled into a nonsensical moan as the lusty male lion brushed Cron’s member with his nose, inhaling the scent it gave off.

“You’re awake human…” Tamaa whispered, now carefully poking the erect shaft with his fingers. “I’ve got to say, human… This is quite magnificent…” He then buried his muzzle into the base of Cron’s cock, filling his nostrils with the human’s scent and shivering with excitement as he withdrew his face away from it.

“I take it you liked our stew? One of the secret ingredients is a strong, strong aphrodisiac. I wasn’t quite sure how much I should use for a human male, so I put in maybe a bit too much.” Tamaa giggled, curling his slender fingers around Cron’s shaft. He also stuck out his tongue and licked the very tip of Cron’s erect member.

Cron shivered upon feeling the warm lion tongue on his cock. He wanted to ask so many questions, but couldn’t muster up a single coherent word. Now he was already at the point where his erection was almost painful. Cron couldn’t believe how badly he wanted to cum, only from getting his cock played with for no longer than thirty seconds.

“I bet you’re just dying to cum. I know what that stuff does to a male. You’re on the edge from me barely even touching you.” Tamaa grinned. The lion put both of his hands onto Cron’s cock, gently squeezing the shaft with his paws. One stroke. Two strokes.

Just the third stroke was enough. Cron closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as all the pressure in his loins was released. Long streaks of warm, white cum burst out of his cock, some of it almost hitting the low roof of the tent. Tamaa let out a delighted gasp, letting the cum rain on his face and stain his fur with its’ scent.

As soon as Cron had stopped cumming, Tamaa attacked his cock, swallowing it whole inside his feline maw. Cron moaned as the lion licked his, still very sensitive, shaft clean. Tamaa withdrew himself from Cron’s crotch and purred like a regular housecat while cleaning himself of Cron’s seed.

Still, rock hard, but having now regained most of his composure Cron finally asked: “What is all this Tamaa..?” As his breath slowly settled.

Tamaa, who was still cleaning himself, suddenly got more serious and climbed on top of Cron. The slender lion sat on his stomach and stared down into his eyes. “Come on in!” He suddenly called out.

Then, three young male lions, who all looked very nervous, stepped inside the tent. All of them were naked with ceremonial symbols decorating their chest and lower abdomen.

“This is their first mating season as relievers…” Tamaa said, his face showing a hint of worry before turning back into the horny grin. “They have no experience on how to please a male let alone a warrior. And this year I was tasked with training them.” Now it all started becoming clear to Cron.

“And, by no means do I intend to insult your size, but thanks to your human physique, your penis is smaller than that of an average adult male lion.” Tamaa explained, gently grinding his backside against Cron’s shaft. “Hence I thought you would be the perfect first-time test dummy for these three. What do you say, human?”

Cron looked up at the lusty lion on top of him, then at the three others, then his thoughts returned to his, still rock hard, boner. “Well, sure… But was the aphrodisiac really necessary? You could’ve just asked to be honest.”

“But isn’t it much more fun this way?” Tamaa grinned, playfully licking the tip of Cron’s nose. “Ok, listen up! The human has agreed! Now, observe carefully as I will show you how you can fulfill your duty to your tribe.”

Tamaa swiftly jumped off of Cron, kneeling down on his left side, giving the three observers an unobstructed view.

“I think you all know what this is, and what it’s used for?” Tamaa declared, grabbing Cron’s erect member with his paws. Cron flinched with the familiar touch. “And when a male is like this, it means he’s ready to mate.” Tamaa continued.

“There are many ways to pleasure a warrior. Firstly, you can use your paws, like this.” Tamaa demonstrated, moving his paws up and down Cron’s cock. “Some males like it fast, some like it slow.” He continued, giving them examples with Cron.

“You can also use your hind paws if the male happens to be into that.” Tamaa now moved a bit further away and quickly rubbed Cron with his hind paws.

“Secondly, you can use your mouth. Remember to mind your teeth.” Tamaa leaned in to lick Cron’s cock. His warm lion tongue circled the shaft, went up and down the sides before he took the entire thing inside his mouth.

It was wet and warm inside Tamaa’s mouth. Cron let out a few moans and grunts as Tamaa began to work his meat. The lion was, without a question, very good at this. He could easily take Cron’s entire cock into his mouth and deepthroat it without even blinking. His tongue played with Cron’s shaft all the while his head bobbed up and down with altering pace.

Pulling away for a second, Tamaa continued with his instructions. “With enough practice, you should be able to take the entire thing into your mouth. It is not mandatory, but certainly favorable to be able to do so since most males do like it. Am I correct, human?”

Cron quickly nodded and Tamaa went back down on his cock. Lips tightly wrapped around the shaft, slurping and licking away on Cron’s throbbing member, Tamaa kept on his performance. The aphrodisiac had certainly done its’ job and Cron was again right on the edge.

“Ta-Tamaa! I’m close!” Cron groaned between breaths, trying his best to hold back his urges to cum inside the feline’s mouth.

Tamaa quickly responded, by almost doubling his pace, and pushing the cock as deep into his throat as he could. Both Cron and Tamaa moaned in unison, as the cum started flowing into the lion’s mouth.

Tamaa happily swallowed most of the load, while making sure to keep some of the tasty human seed stored in his mouth. And as the orgasm slowly faded, the nimble feline pulled his head off Cron’s member and moved over to the three observers.

One by one, Tamaa pulled them in, passionately kissing each of them, while passing on some of Cron’s cum to each of their mouths. “That is the taste of a male! You better start getting used to it.” He declared, swallowing the rest of Cron’s seed himself.

Retracting himself from the three young lions, Tamaa climbed on top of Cron again, his sand-coloured backside brushing against the eager shaft. Cron looked at the feline beast on top of him. Tamaa’s eyes were filled with lust, his breath was short and the twitching bulge on his loincloth left little to the imagination. This lion wanted to be bred. And it wanted to be bred bad.

Still trying to remain dignified and dominant, Tamaa slowly pressed Cron’s cock into his crease and rubbed it against his cheeks. Tamaa shuddered as if he had been waiting for this for too long. He quickly ripped off his loincloth, and his lion cock swung free of its’ leathery cage, slapping against Cron’s abs. Tamaa shuddered again, rubbing his butt against the hard human shaft lodged in his crease.

“...And this… Is the third way… to please a male.” Tamaa whispered between breaths.

Pushing the tip of Cron’s cock against his entrance, Tamaa dropped his entire weight on it. It only took a split second for him to get the whole cock inside him. He let out a sort of meow-y moan, as the thick shaft entered his hole and stretched it out. Cron also moaned upon feeling Tamaa’s soft lion insides quickly wrapping around his member.

With his ass full of cock, Tamaa seemed to regain some of his composure. The horny feline wiggled his hips a little bit, better seating himself on shaft he had captured in his bum. He emitted a soft purr and his member leaked some pre-cum onto Cron. “You do this with the males in your tribe, human?” Tamaa asked, grinding himself against Cron.

“Can’t say I do…” Cron groaned as Tamaa started riding his cock. The wide, sand-coloured hips rose and fell over Cron’s groin, massaging his cock with each move. The slender feline bounced up and down, clenching the human cock he was riding harder with each passing second. Cron looked as his member disappeared inside the lion’s hole over and over again.

Small squeaks of pleasure escaped Tamaa’s lips every now and then when Cron’s cock hit one of his sweet spots. Lust started to take over the cock hungry lion and his movements got faster and more irregular. All the dignity and self-control slowly faded and all that was soon left was a horny, lust-driven beast that had completely given in to his desires. The only objective Tamaa had in mind was to get fucked right here, right now.

On the receiving end of Tamaa’s passionate mating, Cron was drowning in pleasure. The effects of the aphrodisiac combined with Tamaa’s skillful moves had truly taken its toll on his cock. Cron was breathing heavily and had started involuntarily thrusting his hips up to meet Tamaa’s, new wave of pleasure hitting him every time their hips met.

Holding back his orgasm, Cron looked up and saw Tamaa’s lips moving but couldn’t hear what he said. The pressure that had been building up in Cron’s cock was starting to get almost unbearable. Faster. Harder. Every little move Tamaa made brought him closer and closer to orgasm. His hard shaft throbbed inside the lustful lion, ready to shoot out its load at any moment.

But just as Cron was about to nut, Tamaa abruptly stopped, his whole body shivering violently. His face was drawn into a grin of both desperation and pure ecstasy. Cron was probably making the same kind of face, looking up at the lion who held him from achieving climax.

Tamaa slowly opened his mouth, inhaled, then slowly lift his butt up so that only the very tip of Cron’s cock was inside him anymore. And then, exhaling with vigor, he slammed his lion ass down on Cron as hard as he could, burying the, about to burst, cock within the depths of his anus.

Cron voiced some incomprehensible exclamation as he emptied his balls for the third time, but now inside of Tamaa. He watched the lion on top of him tremble as his seed got pumped inside the purring feline with Tamaa’s tight insides making sure to squeeze out every single drop.

Then it was Tamaa’s turn. He roared, releasing his load onto Cron’s chest. His feline member pulsated, spewing out long ropes of warm, cloudy lion cum. A long, satisfying moan escaped Tamaa’s gaping maw as both of their breaths slowly began to settle.

Tamaa ground his butt against Cron as if for the last time feel the human cock inside him. After that Tamaa slowly lifted himself up off Cron, with some of Cron’s cum escaping his butt as the cock finally left his hole. The well-bred lion leaned in to lick his cum off Cron’s chest before turning away from him.

“And there you have it…” Tamaa disclosed to the three on-lookers. “Now it’s your turn to try. Why don’t you go first… Aibu…”

The smallest and most delicate of the three nervously stepped up and kneeled next to Cron, quickly averting his gaze from Cron’s. But that meant he almost had to look at Cron’s dick, which stood erect and covered in cum only a few inches away from his face. The young lion blushed but couldn’t look away. He was obviously horny, having witnessed his ‘teacher’ mating right before his eyes, and the masculine scent of Cron’s cum drew him in.

Aibu sniffed the air around Cron’s cock, his whole body shivering with anticipation as he smelled the potent seed. “Go on Aibu… I bet our human would greatly appreciate it if you cleaned him off…” Tamaa encouraged the younger lion, who flinched, breaking out of his trance.

And then, very, very carefully, Aibu put his tongue onto Cron’s shaft, licking off some of the cum. The lion grimaced, tasting the same bitter taste from before, but kept on licking, quickly lapping up all of the semen. “Very good Aibu!” Tamaa praised his junior. “Now then… What would you like to do next?”

Aibu was clearly at a loss for words and his tail swayed back and forth nervously. Tamaa gave him an expectant look. Abiu carefully cracked open his maw and gently wrapped his lips around Cron’s member. The young lion then started moving, trying to replicate what Tamaa had shown him.

It didn’t take Aibu too long to accidentally take the cock too far in and then quickly retract it from his mouth, gagging and coughing. “It’s okay! Don’t rush it… Just take it slow…” Tamaa reassured Aibu, who then kept on sucking Cron’s shaft, bit by bit working his way downwards. He wasn’t nearly as good with his mouth as Tamaa, but there was a certain charm in his clumsy attempts and rough moves.

“Now that you’ve gotten his cock all nice and wet, is there something else you’d like to try?” Tamaa not so subtly hinted at Aibu, rubbing the younger lion’s butt with his paws.

Retracting his mouth from Cron’s groin, Aibu now stared at the saliva-coated shaft and swallowed nervously. A bit scared, but determined the frail lion climbed on top of Cron, bringing his hips near the throbbing shaft. Cron felt the soft fur of Aibu's backside brushing against him as the feline positioned himself on top of him.

His instincts slowly taking over, Aibu now hovered his ass just above Cron’s hard cock, getting ready to take the first cock of his life. Tamaa came a bit closer, holding Aibu by his hips to support the younger lion. “Relax… The more relaxed you are the easier it will go inside…” Tamaa whispered.

Aibu flinched, feeling the warm tip of Cron’s cock pressing against his virgin entrance. He slowly put more and more of his weight onto Cron and the cock slowly penetrated him. The young feline let out a long, wailing moan as the shaft slowly sunk inside his anus.

Quickly getting lost in the newfound pleasure, Aibu’s other leg slipped and he accidentally slid about three-quarters of the way down Cron’s cock. Suddenly his whole body tensed up, and the young lion unexpectedly came before even going all the way down. His small cock shot out a few ropes of cum that landed onto Cron’s belly.

After cumming, Aibu’s body became a whole lot more relaxed and he rather easily took the rest of Cron’s cock inside his hole. He was breathing heavily, still adjusting to the large foreign object inside his tailhole.

“It’s okay even if you cum first, but remember: your job is to relieve the warrior, not yourself.” Tamaa advised Aibu, now moving away from him and Cron.

Tamaa quickly crawled over to the ropes binding Cron and loosened the binds. Cron looked at him confused. “You don’t think I’ll run away?” He asked, rubbing his wrists.

“No…” Tamaa grinned. “I think you’re enjoying this way… too... much, to run away now.” And he wasn’t wrong.

Aibu’s ass was much tighter than Tamaa’s, squeezing down on Cron’s shaft in a completely different way. Cron carefully touched the young lion, who twitched at his touch. He ran both of his hands along Aibu’s delicate figure, down the sides and all the way down to his small, lion butt. He squeezed down on the soft and furry cheeks, prompting a ‘meow’ out of Aibu, who blushed and covered his mouth with his paws.

It felt good to be the one in control for a change and Cron started pounding Aibu’s ass without remorse. He thrust his cock upwards inside the tight feline, forcing his shaft deeper and deeper. Aibu cried out at first in pain, but soon, in pleasure as Cron’s cock reached even the deepest parts of his hole, rubbing against his sensitive prostate.

Each time Cron’s sweaty hips collided with Aibu’s, the young feline squeaked and meowed like a cat. His half-erect lion cock swung up and down with Cron’s thrusts, leaking pre into to the existing puddle of his cum on Cron’s stomach. Just like with Tamaa, lust had taken over Aibu’s mind and he unconsciously pushed his hips downwards, trying to counter Cron’s powerful thrusts.

The rough mating continued for a while. But soon Cron started to feel his urge to cum growing stronger. Without slowing down Cron delivered thrust after thrust into Aibu’s soft butt until finally cumming deep inside the stretched out hole. Cron moaned, unleashing his fourth load into the depths of Aibu’s ass.

Aibu trembled. The feline arched his back, digging his sharp claws into the ground below before screaming in bliss as he climaxed.

The small feline went almost completely limp and fell onto Cron’s chest. With his eyes closed, Aibu purred and snuggled against his partner. Cron released his grip from the purring feline’s buttocks and gently removed his member from Aibu’s tight hole.

Cron lifted the tired beast off of himself with Tamaa carrying Aibu to the nearby bed. “Chatatu, Pili! You’re up next!” Tamaa declared. The last two lions hungrily stared at Cron’s member, like they were about to pounce on their long-awaited prey. A chill ran down Cron’s spine as the two horny felines slowly approached him.

With their eyes flashing with lust, the two attacked Cron’s cock, quickly slathering it wet with their saliva. Then the two started growling and snapping their teeth at each other as if they were competing over a captured prey. Cron jerked a bit as he saw a bit too many sharp lions teeth a less than an inch away from his erect member.

“Chatatu! Pili! Behave!” Tamaa hissed at them and they calmed down.

Chatatu and Pili then continued licking Cron’s shaft. Their rough tongues went up and down both sides of his cock, tasting every part of it along the way. Their soft feline paws soon crept onto Cron’s crotch, both of them eagerly groping and rubbing whatever they touched. It didn’t take long for them to intertwine their slender fingers and to start jerking Cron’s thick shaft together.

Cron sighed, fully enjoying the two felines jerking and licking his stiff member. Suddenly the two extended their maws over his cock, passionately kissing each other with the shaft in between. Cron dug his fingers into the soft soil below, almost paralyzed by the newfound pleasure of this technique.

Both young males moved upwards on the shaft, soon enveloping the tip of Cron’s member in the warm and wet embrace of their mouths. The two tongues wrestled around Cron’s tip and the movement of their hands grew faster and faster as the felines cast a needy look onto Cron as they kissed.

This was simply too much for Cron and he ejaculated between the lions’ mouths, some of his seed somehow escaping their kiss, and landing onto their muzzles. Their greedy tongues quickly slithered around Cron’s tip, consuming all of the tasty seed they could find.

As the two finally broke off their kiss, a long, glistening strand of cum stretched between their mouths upon parting. But Cron had little time to lay his eyes upon this beautiful sight, as soon, Pili had already mounted his erect member and started to ride it in reverse cowgirl position.

Being a bit bigger physically, Pili wasn’t quite as tight as Aibu but still equally pleasurable to fuck. The second of the young felines had no trouble in taking Cron’s cock all the way inside him. Cron wondered if Tamaa had trained Pili beforehand because, for his first time, Pili’s moves were surprisingly aggressive, yet elegant.

Pili’s tail swished from side to side in the same rhythm as his furry hips slammed onto Cron’s, a subtle whine of pleasure accompanying each move. Chatatu had quickly occupied himself by starting to suck the member of his fellow lion, further adding to Pili’s pleasure.

Pili’s soft and slick hole worked wonders on Cron and only minutes after his last nut, he was again ready to go. Cron firmly grabbed Pili’s swishing tail and put his other hand on the lion’s hips, pulling the slender predator down onto his cock. Pili meowed in surprise from having his tail suddenly touched, his whole body tensing up for the impending orgasm.

All three of them moaned. Pili’s insides grasped onto Cron’s shaft, effectively locking it inside him. This pushed Cron over the edge and he bred his third lion ass of the night, his sticky cum spurting deep inside Pili’s hole. And Pili moaned too. The sudden rush of warm and foreign liquid in his rump brought forth a wave of pleasure, and he came inside Chatatu’s mouth.

With two down and one to go, Cron now set his eyes on Chatatu, who seemed more than eager to mate. The last of the young lions was down on all fours, presenting his butt at Cron with his tail lifted up high. His leaky, erect lion cock dangled between his legs, looking like it would cum from the slightest of simulation.

Seeing Chatatu’s eagerness made Cron want to tease him a little bit, so he grabbed the last lion by his tail and brought his cock right onto his entrance. But instead of simply forcing his way in, Cron gently rubbed his tip against the soft lion donut, applying a bit, but not enough pressure to penetrate the feline.

Chatatu moaned, his cock on the verge of cumming. Cron grinned mischievously, sliding his cock up and down the crease and brushing the hole with his shaft.

“Chatatu.” Tamaa suddenly butted in. “You have to voice out what you want. I’m sure our human would be more than willing to comply if you ask nicely.” Tamaa gave Cron a mischievous wink.

“P-please…” Chatatu whined quietly. “Please let me have it…”

Not wanting to deprive Chatatu of the pleasure of getting fucked, Cron made a quick thrust with his hips and watched his cock disappear inside the trembling lion. And as expected, Chatatu came instantly. His white cum dripped onto the ground below, as the feline arched its back and let out a satisfied roar.

With his cock nice and snug inside a lion booty once more, Cron began properly fucking Chatatu. He held his partner by the hips, repeatedly slamming his lengthy rod inside the young lion. The feline underneath him moaned, eagerly pushing his fat rump onto Cron and letting out a different moan each time Cron’s shaft brushed against his prostate.

Cron let out a grunt and leaned over Chatatu. He wrapped his arms around Chatatu’s chest, hugging the lion from behind as he fucked him. Already dizzy from the pleasure, Chatatu couldn’t support the sudden added weight. His arms gave in and he collapsed onto the floor. The moaning feline could now only barely hold his butt up for Cron and let the human have his way with him.

Minutes passed as Cron and Chatatu continued copulating. Both of them were starting to reach their limits. Cron kept vigorously thrusting his cock into Chatatu, who at this point was reduced to only mindlessly drooling onto the ground for his virgin body couldn’t handle all the pleasure.

Cron made his final thrusts, burying his cock deep into Chatatu’s warm hole and moaning against the lion’s neck upon finally unleashing his seed. Chatatu let out a soft whine and his lion member squirted out some more cum onto the ground below. Shooting the last few ropes of his thick cum inside the satisfied young lion, Cron pulled his cock out of Chatatu.

Cron fell backwards onto his bed. Huffing, he stared at the hole he’d just fucked. Gaping and wide, the lion’s tailhole leaked out cum as Chatatu fell down onto the ground, content but tired. Tamaa whispered something to Aibu and Pili, who quickly picked up their ‘fallen’ comrade and carried him out of the tent.

Having finally bred all of the three trainees, Cron laid down onto the bed sweaty and tired. He closed his eyes, trying to settle his breath. He could feel Tamaa’s lion paws slowly step over to him. Once right next to Cron, Tamaa laid down near the human, his soft fur just barely grazing Cron’s shoulder.

Tamaa’s warm breath tickled Cron’s face and he could feel Tamaa playfully dragging his claws across his chest. Without opening his eyes Cron said: “Why are you still here? I thought you already got what you wanted…”

Even without seeing the feline, Cron was sure he had that same grin on his face. “Indeed I did human… You were… most enjoyable…” He whispered in his soft voice.

“But first of all… This is my tent… And secondly…” Tamaa now dragged his paws all the way down to Cron’s crotch. “Lions tend to mate more than once a night…”

Tamaa now climbed back on top of Cron, his erect lion cock pressing against the human. “Besides… It doesn’t seem like this part of you is tired at all…” And once again, the lusty feline was right; Cron’s erection still hadn’t calmed down at all, despite him cumming multiple times.

Cron let out a long sigh and then quickly pushed himself up from the bed and pinned Tamaa under his body. “I hate it when you’re right…” Tamaa let out a lighthearted giggle and licked Cron’s lips. In return, Cron kissed the lion under him and brought his cock onto Tamaa’s entrance. It looked like this was going to be a long night after all.