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I was sitting on the ground, eyes closed and concentrating to the whispers in the corner of my mind. I did multiple times this after David told me I was a lion-whisperer. He called it a gift, some sort of special ability which led me to the lions, connected with them on a deep spiritual level I thought only exists in movies and books.

The whispering was muffled and came from far I couldn't hear it clearly. I calmed down myself and cleared my thoughts. This thing was some kind of ancient instinct so thinking only made it weaker. Giving myself to it was the only way to hear louder. As I did the musky scent arrived too as every time I was concentrating to the feeling.

Then I felt the movement in front of me and opened my eyes, it was Bruce sitting and looking at me. I was in the middle of the lion's cage and at 4am in the morning. This was the only time period when I could be alone with my new friends and experimenting with things. No I did not have sex with Samantha since my last time as I was too busy to understand my new me. The lion-whisperer me. She seemingly understood this and only exchanged a few kisses and rubs.

Bruce looked into my eyes and the whispering became louder. I understood in an instant it was stronger and clearer when lions were around me. In that moment it was almost chanting. My nose was clogged with the musky scent and it covered me like a blanket. I caught myself on reaching out trying to grab this invisible blanket but I only touched Bruce's nose. He looked a little worried about me.

“Sorry. I might be a little insane." I patted his jowl with hand. “I want to know how this thing is working." So I tried again and closed my eyes.

“Boy! Come here I have news for you!" David shouted from the distance, I just sighed. He kept calling my Boy every time despite he knew my name. It was stranger than it should have, as he called Boy and Girl every lion too. So for example Bruce was Boy too for him. He only used names where it was unavoidable. Strange habits if you ask me.

I quickly caressed Bruce's muzzle and left the cage. David then led me to his trailer and invited inside. I knew he was about to say something not pleasant as soon as I got a cup of tea. He never did such a thing before.

“What is wrong? The ring-master told you something?" Then I jumped up. “Did he saw me and Samantha!?" I whispered in high pitch. It would have been a disaster.

“Calm down! Noting like this." Then he scratched his nape. “My older son called me and we talked about you. That you have this gift. He insisted that you two should meet." He stopped for a few minutes but I saw nothing wrong with that. His older son was working in Africa for a Big Cat shelter. So why was he nervous?

“That sounds good." I thought I have to say something.

“Well… you have to travel to Africa for this as he has no time to leave that place even for a day." He sighed. So that was the reason! It was a problem indeed as I was just out from the school and doing the first job I found. Which wasn't paying well enough for a big trip like that.

“I don't have the money." I sighed too. Sounded fantastic for a second, but it made me sad after I realized why it wouldn't work. Oh damn! What an opportunity but I had to pass!

“I thought so. Well… I like you, boy, so I can offer you the rest of the money." His face got a little reddish shade meanwhile my jaws landed on the ground. Did he just offered me a pile of money just so I can travel and meet with his son? No that cannot be!

“But… Thank you! But… why?" I pulled myself together. It did not make any sense!

“You are a lion-whisperer so it is your destiny. In Africa with lions, you will be home. That is what you meant to be, where you should be." He grabbed my shoulder a smiled at me.

*

Two days later I landed in Africa and travelled to George who was David's son. The shelter had a huge area for wildlife and a couple of buildings in the middle for the staff and supplies. They had a few cages next by the main building but they were also enormous.

George welcomed me as soon as I unloaded my package from the old and worn cab. He was as tall as his father and had long black hair. He only wore tawny shorts and a t-shirt but nothing for shoe. The biggest surprise was the big lion next by him lying on the ground.

“Hello there!" He waved me closer and we shook hands. “I'm George and he is Simba."

“Nice to meet you George. I'm Tim. Hello Simba." After we shook hands I crouched to the lion and caressed his big head. He licked my hand playfully and I knew in an instant we will be friends… I mean with the lion.

“Without further ado I would like to test this gift of yours." George said and led me to a big cage with at least twenty lions. Mostly females as you would guess but there were five males in the group. We did not stop there and went to a smaller cage with only one lion inside.

“This is Lucifer." He pointed to the lion. He was full with scars and his mane was darker. As soon as we went closer he showed his teeth and hissed at us. “Well, he hates humans and most of the lions too. That is why we keep him separated. I thought maybe you can tame him or… 'whisper' him something. We would like to let him into the pride but he is too wild for that and claws, bites everyone in his reach." He said and waited for something. Probably me to do my trick.

I looked into the lion's eyes and the whispering came back in an instant. It was louder than it used to and had a strange wild, threatening tone. Maybe because the lion was also wild and threatening.

“Call down big boy." I stepped closer and knelt in front of the cage. This confused him I felt it in the air. “I won't hurt you." I whispered, put the feelings into my voice. He stopped snarling at me and just looked a little calmer. Soon he stepped to the bars and pushed his nose to it I reached out to touch. I caressed his muzzle and as he did nothing to stop me I hugged him through the bars. The chanting was almost splitting my head it was so loud yet I did not understand a word.

“Amazing! I saw something like this only once. He was a lion-whisperer too." George words were muffled for a moment but as I released Lucifer my head cleared up a little.

“You have met another lion-whisperer?" I asked and cleared my throat too. Right palm still on the lion's muzzle and I scratched between his eyes. He enjoyed it really much and deep rumbling noises came from his throat. Purring, lion style.

“Yes. I tell you the story at diner, but now let me walk you around this place." He waved and I went.

*

After diner I was in my bed and turning side to side as I couldn't sleep. The small room wasn't bigger than two cubic-meters, only a bed a little table with a chair and a big box was inside, really close to each other. The bed was only a camp bed, nothing special or comfortable. I missed my own bed or at least the lions around me. I slept the best when Samantha and Bruce was next by me.

So I sat up and listened for noises. Everybody was fast asleep in the building so I thought I will visit the big cage with the lions. Maybe they will let me sleep in that well known lion-pile. I opened the door and without making any noise I went out. The night was a little chilly for only wearing my shorts but warm bodies were awaiting me to cast away the cold.

As soon as I stepped inside, twenty pairs of glistening eyes were on me. Also the whispering started and the musky scent filled my nose. This was the effect of being next by lions. They were sleeping but my presence got their attention. The biggest male stood up and walked to me. His whiskers were bent forward and ears were up high, in my direction. He was curious and recognized me as a possible pride-mate.

“Hello big boy." I whispered to him encouraging when he was only a step away. Slowly reached his face and rubbed from right side. His noses trills expanded and caught my scent, he stepped forward and rubbed his head to my naked chest. His big and rich mane was tickling my skin. “Good boy. I'm your friend." I sad and patted his back as he went back to the rest of the pride, followed by me.

You have to know something I only realized a day before I travelled to Africa; I like to sleep naked especially with lions around me. This is why I quickly pulled off my shorts and put on a rock next by me.

The cage has a wood platform in the centre which had two levels. The first was only a feet tall, the second was at the level of my head. The lions were sleeping on this wood platform all around and only a few were on the ground. Most of the females was on the stage with only one male the rest of the group were on top of this construct. I was wondering where should I snuggle when a curious lioness sniffed my cock and licked it tentatively.

“Are you up to something?" I asked when another lick came from the tip of my shaft to the base. The next were from my hip to my stomach, then she stood up and licked my neck and face. When she licked my mouth I grabbed her head and give her a deep wet kiss. It was strange kissing a beast with fangs, whiskers and long tongue but I somehow liked it, more than I expected. She returned as she pushed her tongue inside my mouth and looked for something in it.

“Wow." I sighed when I released her and she laid back into the group on the first level, rolled to her back between two lionesses. On her left side two yellow and shining eyes were looking at me, on her right another was laying on her stomach so I could only saw a wiggling tail. I got a bold idea.

“Let's have some fun." I said with an enormous smile and knelt to the lioness on her back. The opening was on the perfect height in the line with my already hard cock. So I pushed to the dark, velvety lips and in the next second I was going inside. She let me and did nothing but stretched her muscles and moved a little while purring loudly. This sound made the whole group awake and looking at us; Me - penetrating a lioness, and her - shaking in enjoyment.

The heat and wet, tapered shape tube was everything a man could ever wish. Like it was designed to please human penises not lions. The twitching walls, the grabbing rings inside were enough to milk you without the need to move even an inch. But I had other plans for that night so I slowly pulled myself out sighed in pleasure and stepped to the next presented pussy.

This lioness was on her stomach and only looking over her shoulder when I grabbed her tail and bent away. She wasn't that wet but the fluids from the previous one helped a lot so I was able to push myself inside. This one was super tight and crushing my cock head with force. She was young and not used to being penetrated so I only let myself half way in.

“Don't worry you will enjoy this." I caressed her haunches and did a few inward and outward movements just to lube her up a little more. That rings she had, was too much for me and I felt I could cum inside her within a second. So pulled it out and leaned to her back panting heavily. The cold air helped me when a lick came from the lioness next by her. Maybe change in plans?

“You want some cock too?" I asked and aligned myself to her. Her face was towards me laying on the platform. As soon as I grabbed my cock, offered for munching, she opened her mouth and put it inside. First I was a little frightened as she was a lioness I did not know, but the whispering in the corner of my mind reassured me; she is one of us, and she wouldn't hurt me.

I let her engulf my whole cock with one swift motion. The cold nose was pressing to my hips and she did her first sucking motion. Tongue curled around my shaft started to move back and forth. The raspy surface scraped on the underside, but the amount of saliva she produced made it smoother, also was flowing on my balls and on my thighs. She made loud slurping sounds and soon her eyes were closed.

Samantha did the same with me last time. David called it sucking-trance. If a lion goes into this state it will suck for hours without stopping for a second. In case your cock is what they are sucking on, you have to wake them up if you finished or they will go on and on till you will die of pleasure.

Her paws were kneading the air in front of me and the pressure on my cock increased slowly. She was about to suck out something and I was about to give her gladly. I thought I could finish this little orgy I just did, inside her mouth, but then a male roared to her and she released me suddenly.

That male was in the end of the row but now he walked to the lioness and rubbed his head to her haunches. She pushed her backside and up a little and the male lion mounted her from behind.

“You had to choose her not the other fifteen lionesses, you bastard!" I was angry as I was at the edge of the climax but he ruined everything. The anger and the interrupted sex, woke up the beast inside me, the whispering became chanting again and the scents were heavy and musky. As he penetrated the lioness I stood up, grabbed his head from both sides and pulled to my cock with force. His mouth was opened so I drove my erection right into his mouth. “Suck!" I put all my frustration and anger into this one word. His eyes caught mine and I knew he was afraid of me in that moment. I dominated him.

Teeth grabbed on my base as he just climaxed into the lioness who jumped away from us in the next second and rolled on the ground next by me. But I was holding his head not letting him move a bit, soon lips closed around and I felt the curling tongue on my length.

“Good. Suck!" I gave the order again. He was sucking my cock with more force than the lioness did. It was almost painful as he gave all the efforts to please me. I released the sides of his head and grabbed the rich mane instead, pulling him closer. But it wasn't enough for me as I was craving to finish inside this warm and wet sucking cavern.

Pulling on his mane I started to move my cock in and out from his muzzle. The curl of his tongue was like a vagina, it was expanding and narrowing continuously. Soon my hips were hitting his nose and I felt her chin fur tickling my balls every time I hilted his muzzle deep. He tried to snarl sometimes when I did hard but I just kept thrusting inside.

I felt the upcoming climax tensing my abdomen muscles and my balls were pulled closer to my penis. Because of a strange idea, when I roared up and my semen was sliding through my shaft, I pulled out from his mouth and ejaculated onto his face. This was the final revenge on him. I made him my cum-rag. Ropes of cum were shoot into his mane, on the top of his head and on his muzzle. When I was spent, I rubbed it to his lips and pushed inside of his mouth again. He did nothing this time just held between his lips and looking at me with those amber eyes.

“Good boy! Next time you won't interrupt me with the lionesses, will you?" I asked and pushed him away. He went back to the end of the row, continuously snarling and hissing in every direction. It was one angry lion, but he learnt his place.

I laid between to lionesses, one hugged me with paws, and was sleeping in the next minute. I only realized in the corner of my mind that I was still naked and probably will be discovered at morning by the residents. I was too spent to get up.

I dreamt with lions.

The morning came and I was waking up to a licking lioness next by me. She was grooming her fur but sometimes that tongue ventured further and ended on licking my back. It was like a sandpaper so after the third hit on the same spot it started to hurt a little.

“Groom yourself." I pushed her head back to her own body parts.

“Tim! I was looking for you in your room, but as I see you found a better place to sleep." George walked along the bars to the door. I quickly sat up and looked for my pants. It was hanging from a lion's mouth, torn apart.

“Oh damn!" I sighed. “I'm naked. So if you don't have spare pants with you…" I couldn't continue as he was already inside and walking to me.

“Don't worry." He showed a new pair of pants to me. There wasn't a single thing to cover my parts I only showed to lions and a handful of people before, I quickly pulled a lioness's head to my lap. She was just purring which was disturbing in a situation like that.

“I'm naked George!" I expressed my feelings more and thought he will be angry, or at least in discomfort to see me like that. But no! He acted like we met in a pub drinking beer and I left my raincoat on his chair or something.

“I noticed. You are in Africa so being one and seeing naked men isn't a big thing around here." He enlightened me meanwhile I tried to place the lioness's head a little away from my cock. Her warm body in my lap made me a little harder. George then tossed the pants to me and walked out, like nothing happened. 'This dude is strange.' I thought.

*

I was ready for everything when I visited him, this time fully in cloths, in the kitchen. He made some coffee and put sugar in the drink. I stood from one leg to another. His father was fine with me doing the lions and he told me maybe his son was the same, but they did not speak of such things. So I did not know if I was in trouble or not.

“Whatever happened during the night..." He started slowly, stirring the coffee. “…is your business and you don't have to tell me." He sighed then sipped a little from the hot drink. “But… I'm the boss here and I have to know a few things." He looked at me. “Did you had sex with one or more lion or lioness?" I could saw on his face it wasn't a pleasant question for him too.

“Yes I had." I answer the truth. He just nodded like he suspected the same.

“Did you hurt them somehow? Or did they hurt you?"

“No, I love lions and they love me. I'm one of them." I admitted. I won't say a word about humiliating and dominating that lion during the night. I regretted already and I will ask him to forgive me… somehow.

“Good. I will ask you only one thing and if you keep this, we will be good friends." He stepped closer to me and I was ready for everything. “Keep yourself away from Myka." He said with feelings but I was uncomprehending.

“Who?" I had to ask.

“She is my lioness and I don't want you to…" he stopped for a second."…do her. She is my love." He admitted to me and I made an O face. David was right; George was also into lions a way more than others. It was strange to hear 'my love' in the context of lions. It assumed deeper feelings than just lust, the need of the body. I loved lions too but not just one, I loved them all equally. Oh well, maybe Samantha had a special place in my heart but probably just because she was my first.

“If you show her to me, I will avoid every… ehm… contact with her." My voice was breaking down in mid-sentence, I had to clear my throat. George seemed more reassured.

“Good. Let see her then." And he walked out. To my surprise we went not to the cages but to a huge rock next by the building. Yesterday he told me the estate is big, it was twenty-five kilometres to every direction. Every kind of wildlife were living, gnus, zebras, birds of prey, there was watering places with crocodiles…etc. So it was a little slice of Africa well preserved. And lions of course, leopards and there was a tiger somewhere too.

We reached the rock and one single lioness were laying and licking her paws. When I saw her I cried up a little; She was astonishing! Her fur was white like the snow and her eyes were blue like the sky. She stood up and walked to George with fluttering tail and with more elegance than I have ever saw. She rubbed her jowls to his stomach and he leaned and hugged her with a huge smile. They were in love indeed. I will respect this but she was… like a miracle.

“Tim, meet Myka. Myka this is Tim." He introduced us. Somehow the whispering did not come as every time I met lions. It was just me, without the lion-whisperer instinct triggered. I was not understanding why.

“Nice to see you. George she is beautiful." I said looking at her.

“I know. She is my beautiful lioness." He kissed her muzzle and she licked his cheeks in return.

Then I saw something in her eyes. Only for a fragment of a second she looked at me and measured me, judged me with more sense than I have ever seen in lions. She was intelligent… maybe more than she should have. The second has passed and she was acting like nothing happened, purring and rubbing herself to George, licking him all over. But the suspicion had released its roots into me.

“Myka, are you hiding something?" I whispered only to myself. I must understand what just happened so I will keep my eyes on George's lovely lioness… well, that will be an interesting week indeed.

To be Continued…