There's more to being a king than just ruling. There is an unspoken duty - to please the men that fight for the land, their dicks big and needy, ache for a warm hole - so the king must provide for the warriors, and become their cumdump for however long they see fit. Simba would teach Kovu these ways. 


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“As a king, you cannot always please people. Though there are times when our sexual desires do get the better of themselves...”
Kovu suckled on Simba’s length slowly, feeling the lion’s manhood throb around his paw and leak pre into his mouth. Kovu thought that this “training for kingship” was a little weird, especially when Simba whipped out his cock, and told him to “get to work”. “It is important to know that everyone has different opinions... but when it comes to men-”
Simba shoved Kovu’s muzzle down the base of his penis, sending jolts of pleasure and a satisfying feeling of warmth through his cock as Kovu’s muzzle was now buried in Simba’s musky crotch fur. 
“When it comes to men of our tribe, we do get rather horny…”
He moaned again to feel Kovu licking around his thick uncut cock, throbbing more precum to coat and lube up his muzzle. 
“So if you think we’re arguing or such - know that it is a result of our pent-up desires. This is where you come in, as king. You will dominate their urges, be a slave to their desire-” 
Under the sucking and tight warmth of Kovu’s muzzle, Simba had to take in a few shaky breaths before continuing his lecture,
“You're already well on your way to becoming the best cocksucker of the tribe, Kovu…” He commented, letting his muscled body lean against the cliffside as Kovu worked around his cock with impressive dexterity.
“You need to make sure that the men of the tribe are sexually happy. That’s what you want as king, right?” Simba’s voice rumbled deep in his chest, his cock jutting with need in Kovu’s silken maw. He was getting closer and closer to an eventual release, having Kovu’s nose right in his big bush of ginger pubes and drinking up all the manly musk from there was just the thing he needed! Not to mention, a near constant cockslut to pleasure him and his people. 
“Oh, but you’re so eager for my milk - Kovu; eager to become my slut... That’s good. I hope that this is preparing you to please my men... Although, when I pass down the throne, they’ll be all yours to please however you wish.”
Simba growled out, not letting Kovu catch his breath - and instead forcing Kovu to completely deepthroat his cock and have his nose pressed in his bush - drawing out pleasurable gags and moans from the other lion, who was very eager to serve other men's cocks. 
“The fact that you’re enjoying this so much means that you will see lots of use from the men.”
Simba thrust upwards, making Kovu forcibly get a deeper whiff of his crotch musk.
Kovu has been inhaling the pubes and musk of the cock for a while, so now he has to finally take a breath of actual
oxygen, quickly slipping away from Simba’s cock with a flushed face, and with an open, pre and spit filled maw -
open for Simba to spill his seed into whenever and however he wishes.
The lion himself was reaching his limit, resorting to jacking off his cock, angling it at Kovu’s panting, warm maw.
“God, you’re going to be such a good bitch to my men...”
Kovu said no words, simply accepting what was to come, by extending his tongue outside his maw, for Simba to
cum all over with a loud, dominant roar.
“Take my seed, you slutty bitch!”
Most of Simba’s cum was shot in that hot gaping muzzle, swallowed willingly by the bitch. Some cum which didn't get shot in his muzzle, was streaked across Kovu’s face - leaving him a cummy, gaping mess, gasping for air after sucking his King's cock for a good while. 
“Looks you enjoyed that, slave.”
Simba smeared his cockhead on Kovu for good measure, just making sure that the bitch knows his place, as he was taught. 
“Now it's onto the men to please.”
Kovu looked up at him in shock, 
“Already?!”
“What would you prefer? them to shoot their cum in your tight muzzle so they can be happy? Or for their thick cum to be wasted in the air, providing them no sexual satisfaction?”
Kovu looked at Simba with a serious face, even though he was still drenched in Simba's seed. 
“I've got to please the men and make them happy, that's my duty.”
Simba smiled and Kovu and guided him to the cliff's cave, where all the men are waiting for their ‘servicing’. 
“True words spoken by a worthy heir!”
Once they were there, Kovu knelt down on his knees wordlessly and began fondling at the nearest hard cock pointing at him. 


“You better show the denizens of this kingdom how great your mouth feels,” Simba said - seductively walking past Kovu, observing his performance from afar.
Kovu instantly got to work on taking the nearest cock in his mouth; all of them seemed equal in size - long, thick and uncut. As Kovu took the zebra’s malehood in his cum-soaked maw, he wondered that maybe the denizens of his kingdom are chosen based on their virility and cock size. After all, that wouldn’t surprise him - especially after learning about how horny the men get. 
All males exchanged approving glances with each other, giving firm grunts of approval to Kovu - the zebra throwing his head back in pleasure as his own cock was covered in Kovu’s cummy, silken maw. 
The rest of the men jerked each other off, silently watching Kovu suck their zebra friend off - with sporadic moans of pleasure escaping their lips - their cocks throbbing in each others’ hands as the sight of Kovu sucking cock like a pro turned them on more and more.
Simba was watching too, his once-spent cock now hardening to the sight, but he saw how the men had a fiery glint of lust in their eyes; they wanted more.
“Say, Kovu - how will you go about pleasuring the rest?”
Kovu drew back from the now-moist cock from the zebra, his muzzle slick with precum, leftover semen, and spit, looking looked up to meet the men's fiery, lustful stare. 
“Yes, they need more,” Kovu said barely above a whisper  - his words a slur from europhia. Eager to please the men, under Simba’s prior teachings, he busied both of his paws with jacking off two other men - and they huddled closer to him, forming a circle around Kovu. Simba opted to kneel
down with Kovu and pleasure the remaining two: the bull and the other zebra. Before Kovu could react, Simba
shoved him down on a cock, and the lion drew his attention to the throbbing, eager dick of the bull above him.
“We have a duty to please and pleasure our men, more-so to the ones who stand by us with every battle and adventure.”
Simba said, his words dripping with lust, his muzzle then being filled up by fat bull cock, bulging in his throat and making him choke and gag. 
“Fuck yeah, take it, you bitch. ” 
The baritone voice of the bull sent a shiver down Simba's spine, prompting his own cock to grew to full mast, and Simba keenly swallowed the bull cock whole, nourishing all over the fat uncut head, while jacking off the other Zebra.
“Stupid whores. Taking our fat cocks.”


Kovu was eager to follow by example, and resumed sucking any and all cocks possible with his teacher, making his best effort to draw out the semen and pent-up desires within them. An hour passed, the men edging on for the
longest they ever had in both silken maws of royalty - and soon enough, they cried out haughtily - releasing their semen in the maws of Kovu and Simba, whilst the remaining others, shot their load all over Simba’s muscular and Kovu’s lithe body.
“Give us your essence, my men! Show to us that you are primal, true men! You can crank out more loads than that!”
And so the group continued on until the night; not until every last drop of their thick cum was extracted from their huge balls, did King and prince consider that they were satisfied. After all, they have a duty, and they live to serve.