KionXBeshte

It had been a long, tiresome morning for the lion guard. Janja and his hyenas, Reirei and her jackals and Mzingo and his parliament of vultures had been causing trouble all over the Pridelands, that they had been successfully able to prevent and send all the outlanders back to their rotting, decaying home.
Slowly wandering back to the lair, Kion couldn’t help but notice Beshte’s rather… unusual behaviour. He had been rather seclusive all day, not allowing anyone in the guard near him. He seemed… embarrassed… In a way. The young lion cub’s mind flashed with wonder. What was wrong? 
As they arrived at the base of Pride Rock, the guard disbanded. Fuli, Ono and Bunga all wandered off, heading their own ways for the rest of the day. Beshte was about to leave before Kion intervened the rather gloomy hippo.
“Hey, Beshte!” Kion approached his hippo friend, smiling happily as always. The worrying thought still burned through his mind though, forcing his muzzle to shudder I concern. “I’ve noticed you’ve been a bit down. What’s wrong?”
Beshte blushed at his leader’s concern. Kicking the ground shyly, he mumbled. “Well… erm… something happened to me… earlier today…” The hippo tried to explain, his cheeks burning with awkwardness as he looked over at his smiling, friendly leader. “Do you think we could go somewhere more… private?” Beshte looked out at the Pridelands, eyeing up the many bushy areas of the plains. “I have something to show you.”
“Sure!” The young lion cub exclaimed, smiling back at his worried friend with warm, caring eyes. Beshte sighed with relief. Arising back to his feet, he smiled back at Kion.
“Can you lead the way?” The hippo returned slightly to his rather uncharacteristic shy state, to which Kion could only smile at. It was sort of cute, in a way. Turning around, the small lion cub led the way, through the baking hot savannah plains, to a more private, personal place.
As the two arrived, Kion turned back to Beshte. The pair hadn’t spoken as they had walked, but now was the time to find out what this was all about.
“So what happened?” Kion looked curiously at this hippo friend, raising an eyebrow as Beshte strolled into the small bushy opening. Beshte strolled in, before laying down, revealing his long, bulging, rod-like dick, pooing out in all its glory.
“It’s… its this.” Kion just stood there, gobsmacked. He had heard that hippo’s had huge dicks. It made common sense. But to see it before him, in the flesh. He couldn’t help but be impressed. He felt his own, small feline cock shoot out of its sheath, standing at a mere two and a half inches. A slimy layer of precum forming pretty much instantly around the horny lion cub’s hardening member. 
“Hevi Kabisa Beshte!!” Kion exclaimed, slowly approaching his friend’s ten-inch dick, eying it up with immense intrigue and excitement. He couldn’t help but smile in the most adorable, erotic way. Beshte noticed Kion’s sudden excited grin as a slight shudder of fear rushed through the hippo’s body. What was kion thinking? What was he going to do to him? 
“Is… Is it normal?” Beshte mumbled once more a worried look piercing towards his lion cub leader. Kion simply turned slightly, staring at the hippo’s junk with even more intrigue, analysing it massive spear-like length. 
“May I?” Kion raised a paw to just above Beshte’s dick, his claws still buried in his paw. With a shallow nervous nod, Beshte accepted, allowing Kion to place his paw on the bulging, uncomfortable member. 
As Kion did, Beshte gave out a pleasure induced barely incomprehensible sigh and moan. He had never felt anything like it in his entire life. Kion smirked even more at the sound of the hippo’s excitement, feeling the bulging flesh on his paw throb at his touch. He had him just where he wanted him. 
Without delay, Kion started to stroke Beshte’s cock, feeling hippo’s penis throb as his furry paw gently caressed the rock hard flesh rod. It’s snake-like girth wiggling at the lion cub’s touch, as Beshte gave a series of excited, overloaded growls and grunts. 
Removing his paw from Beshte’s dick, Kion couldn’t help but lick his lips. His mind could only ask one question, consumed in a  single thought. Staring at the bulging fleshy sex worm, he slowly approached it once more. This time, with his muzzle.
“Erm… Kion?”  Beshte mumbled. The worried, uncertain tone returned to his voice, mixed with the hallowing erotic sensation of Kion’s excellent pawing. “What are you… Ahhhh!!!!” The horny lion cub’s muzzle suddenly started to caress his thick reddening member, caressing the side of his thick dick. The lion’s rough, combing tongue caused Beshte’s dick to redden slightly becoming sore but at the same time, the sheer pleasure of Kion’s tongue slowly lapping away at his entire length, loving the taste of him. Beshte couldn’t help but like it too.
The hippo closed his eyes, dreaming of the very thing that had originally caused his dick to shoot out in the first place. He dreamt of the young female hippos within is pod, their sexy, wanting bodies lying in the water, just waiting for him to mount them and show them just how ‘strong’ he was. 
This erotic daydream was short-lived, however. His dick started to throb and pulse with life, his hippo insides just begging to release their massive, orgasmic load. Kion seemed to notice too, letting go of his hippo friend’s spasming dick. Just as he did…
“TWEN…DE… KI..BO…KO!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Beshte growled out his release. His massive, bulging cock thundering out the first orgasm hit, the first he ever had. Gallons upon gallons of his fertile hippo cum flushed out of the sore, pleasure-induced tip, squirting all over a prepared, smiling Kion. The lion cub’s fur instantly became soaked in his hippo friend’s seed, to the point where Beshte’s cum scent oversaturated his own. Kion himself started to cum too, closing his eyes as his dick squirted small, barely noticeable loads into the sea of this big friend’s residue. 
“Beshte!” Kion cutely giggled, loving the feeling of his hippo friend’s load staining his cubbish fur. He just loved it when he was cummed on, even more than when he’d cum on Fuli or Bunga. But Beshte? He was a different level entirely. 
After a few minutes, Beshte’s orgasm slowed. He opened his eyes. Looking back down towards his rear, and his fierce leader, his body froze. There before him was a sight that utterly terrified him. Kion was covered in a weird white goo. He noticed his dick, coated in the same goo. Did all this cum come from him? 
“Kion! Are you ok?! Beshte instantly started to panic, seeing his lion cub friend covered in his cum, laying there seemingly motionless at first, apart from his heavy, knackered breathing. After a second, Kion turned to Beshte smiling an erotic, pleasure-numbed smirk. 
“I’m ok Beshte.” As Kion’s breathing slowed, he moved his cum-soaked paw to his muzzle licking off the thick, potent loads of fertile hippo seed out of his fur. He admired the salty, pleasant taste. “Hevi kabisa Beshte! Your cum tastes great!”
“Poa! Thanks, Kion!” Beshte smiled at the compliment He suddenly felt a lot better about himself. He watched as Kion cleaned his paws, feeling his dick slowly slither back into his meaty sheath, for the first time all day. Finally, he felt relief. And it was all thanks to Kion.
As Kion finished cleaning his paws, he turned back to Beshte, who couldn’t help but smile at the lion cub’s seemingly loving acceptance of the hippo’s lovely, succulent sex juice. Kion smiled up at him, his body still coated in the thick seed. 
“Anytime Beshte.” The hippo’s ears flopped up and down cutely at this. He looked around, listening for the sound of anyone nearby. He remembered a small watering hole nearby and, despite his love of being covered in fertile, gloopy cum, they did have another patrol in a few hours and the others probably wouldn’t want to see their leader coated in Hippo sunk.
“We’d better get cleaned up.” Kion smirked over at Beshte, who just smiled back at his leader. Kion arose to his paws, stretching out as his cum soaked fur glistened in a gleam of warm savannah sunlight. As he did, he continued. “There’s a watering hole nearby where we can clean up.” 
“Oh yeah!” Beshte exclaimed, remembering the pretty much abandoned watering hole nearby. With an exchange of sexy smirks, the two friends slowly started to stroll out, slightly rubbing against each other as they walked.
It was the start of a new level of friendship. Kion would occasionally ‘serve’ Beshte, relieving the hippo of his thick, calf-making seed. It turned out to be great team building exercise for the two, as they become closer, much more cooperative whilst defending the Pridelands.
Just comes to show, its always good to have a leader who’s always willing to lend a paw, or a  muzzle…