Kion’s check up

The sun rested heavy in the sky of yet another boiling dry season morning in the Pridelands and a lone young lion cub wandered the thick grasslands. He kept to a particular route, leading towards a large ancient Baobab tree, the proud, aloof monument of Pride Rock resting fine in the distance. 
He looked around, hoping to see no one around. Part of him was worried even. Recently, he had felt… strange. New emotions and feels rushed through his mind, through his body that he couldn’t understand. 
But he knew someone who probably would.
He approached the baobab tree, entering through a crack in its trunk into a reasonably sized, rooted room within. The branches of the tree spider-webbed above him, the thick foliage covering the sky out from his view. 
“Rafiki?” The lion cub called out, his attention drawn to the roof. “Are you here?” The rustling sound of leaves brushed for up high, growing louder with each passing second. It seemed to be the breeze, rattling from outside, high up the tree. Kion held his ground, a slight tremor of fear brushing through his body.
Unbeknownst to him, however, Rafiki had just entered the tree through the same trunk entrance Kion had, followed closely by his new apprentice, Makini. He noticed the lion cub’s defensive,  worried stance, and approached slowly, placing a hand on the feline’s shoulder.
“Kion.” The elderly mandrill called, causing kion to nearly jump out of his skin. “Good to see you!” Kion relaxed as soon as he saw the mandrill, taking a sigh of relief as Rafiki let go of his shoulder. “Please, sit.” Rafiki pointed up slightly, up to a lower thick branch that protruded slightly up into the bark of the tree. Without delay, kion lept up, sitting down softly as Rafiki and Makini followed. 
“Hey, Kion! It’s so nice to see you again!” Makini happily greeted, smiling as always. Her enthusiasm always brought a smile to Kion face, even if it was annoying at times.
“Silence Makini!” Rafiki shot back at his apprentice, pointing his staff towards her slightly. “Kion is here as a patient, not as a guest.” He turned back to the lion cub, who laid back, slouching on the tree branch. “So Kion, What’s troubling you today hmm?”
Kion’ cheeks reddened, his attention turned down his body, away from Rafiki’s inquisitive gaze. “Well…umm…”
“Well, spit it out, spit it out.” Rafiki interrupted the lion cub, sitting beside him with eagerness. 
“Well… I’ve been having some weird… feelings.” Kion’s attention glued to his nether regions. A flush of warmth rushed over his body as he watched his little lion cub pecker slightly twitch. Rafiki noticed it too, arising back to his feet.
“Feelings you say?” The mandrill wise man scratched his chin, moving up behind the lion cub, placing his hands once more on his shoulders, feeling their tension. They were strong, well built up, as any good lion’s should be. he was certainly well fed, and well exercised. “Tell me of these ‘feelings’?”
Kion lay back, his mind arcing back through the past days. He thought about it all. “Well, whenever I’m around… around a… girl.” Kion looked down his body as he spoke. “I just feel… strange, warm and fuzzy.”
Rafiki reached over to a ledge nestled on a branch overhead, pulling off a stick and a leaf as he did so. “Hm, we’d best give you a check-up then, hmm.” He placed the leaf on Kion’s chest, before sticking the stick in the lion’s muzzle. The stick changed colour as it rested there, stopping about a third of the way up. Kio’ saliva saturated the stick as well, causing the change in colour even more. Upon seeing this, Rafiki removed the stick, moving over to the lion’s paws.
“Makini!” He called over to his apprentice, who had just stood, watching and listening to the conversation between her master and their patient. “Come and give me a hand here, hmm.” The female mandrill smiled, quickly leaping up beside her teacher with eagerness. Rafiki reached over for a half-emptied gourd as well as a handful of fruits, herbs and roots. He started to crush and mix them together with the gourd, turning back around to Kion and Rafiki. 
“Check his heartbeat and breathing for me, would you Makini?” The female mandrill nodded acceptably, approaching the bare, laid out lion cub. Rafiki had taught her a bit about the procedures he did for the royal family and the Guard. Their regular medical checks, just to make sure they were healthy and fit. 
She paced her hand on the lion’s cub’s chest, feeling his heart race at her touch. His breathing intensified, causing his rib cage to skyrocket up and down. Kion’s eyes shot open, the feelings he had been experiencing returned as he saw the female mandrill overlooking his bare young body. The bare thought of a female eyeing him up like this, feeling his chest, caused his body to tremble, flashes of the same thoughts from earlier flickered through his mind. His sister Kiara, her friends, even Fuli from that morning on patrol, the boiling,  sweet scent she gave off as she walked in front of him, raising her tail slightly.
The feeling of his groins igniting shot him out of his thoughts, back to the reality of seeing Makini’s hands softly feel his body, feeling his muscles for any sign of inconsistency. With a rather worried tone, Kion shuddered. “Erm… Makini!!!” 
The female mandrill froze, staring up at Kion’s face. His eyes shot down In between his furry kegs, to the two furry orbs, nestled behind a bare fleshy rod slowly peeking out of its furry sheath. Makini followed the lion cub’s eyeline, her mouth agape as she eyed his growing cock.
“Err… Rafiki!!!!” The older mandrill turned at the call of his name, to see the younger pair eyeing up Kion’s now erect penis. Rafiki couldn’t help but give a slight chuckle, knowing very well this would happen.
“Oh! Just as I thought.” He approached the lion cub sitting the opposite side of him than Makini. “You’ve grown into a strong young lion, kion.” He placed his hand on the lion cubs shoulder, slightly calming Kion as she did so. 
“You mean?” Kion replied, turning his attention to a nodding Rafiki. The young lion cub’s knowledge on this private matter. His father, Simba had spoken to him in great detail about ‘feeling the love tonight’, so Kion had some knowledge. But these feelings? How could he control them?
Maini continued to stare at the lion’ excited dick, her mind curious as to its purpose. “What are they Rafiki?” She looked over at her teacher, curiosity consuming her mind.
“Ahh, of course!” Rafiki called out, swinging over to the side of his apprentice “We haven’t started your sex education yet, have we?” Makini’s attention was split between Rafiki and Kion’s privates. It was true after all, she hadn’t been taught about the ‘birds and the bees’. A shame, considering the majority of the Prideland’s animals were birds and bees. 
Rafiki approached Kion’s lower torso, cupping the lion cub’s balls and cock in his hand gently. “You see, Makini. These are Kion’s testicles, or balls.” He showed his female apprentice the lion’s balls, gently feeling them. They were full, smooth and very well presented. “They contain the sperm, that a male releases inside a female to make babies, or in Kion’s case, cubs.”
Makini took in all this information, eyeing up the neat sexy package presented to her. Her eyes darted over to the prodding rod standing firm above the lion’s balls, its fleshy coating catching her attention instantly. “And what’s that there then, that proddy thing?”
That is his penis.” Rafiki replied, taking hold of Kion’s dick. The young lion cub softly moaned at such an interaction, the tender grasp of Rafiki’s furry hands just being enough to send a jolt of pleasurable feeling through his body. “It’s used to enter the female, and deposit his sperm, or seed as some like to call it.” 
Makini only seemed more interested in Kion’s privates the more Rafiki talked about them. She approached them slowly, hearing the shallow purrs forming from Kion’s muzzle. Turning to Rafiki, she started to speak once more, an inner intrigue burning within her.
“Can I hold it?” The question caused a silence to fall in the room. Rafiki let go of Kion’s dick, a small layer of precum coating his hand, which he quickly wiped off. Kion looked up at the two mandrills, a slight look of pleasant acceptance adorning his muzzle. This was enough to relax Rafiki, who moved out of the way for Makini.
“Sure, Makini!” He gestured her to approach the Lion’s awaiting pelvis, her hand eagerly slivered over his protruding, slightly damp dick, causing on to release a deep-throated grunt of pleasure. The texture of his cock on her hand caused her to jump a bit, it's sloppy, slightly poking texture surprised her touch as she started to jerk it, feeling its entire girth.
“Ohhh!!!” Kion’s grunts and moans only caused Makini to experiment further, as Rafiki looked on. He grabbed the gourd he was mixing up, eagerly advising Makini’s first sex education ‘lesson’.  The lion cub started to kick his legs slightly, the pleasure building in his groins slowly becoming too much to contain normally.
“Careful Makini!” Rafiki warned, continuing to mix his newest elixir. “Kion’s gonna cum if you continue to do that.”
A part of her wanted to stop. After all, it just didn’t feel right. But her intrigue continued to bite into her mind. What was ‘cum’? Was it dangerous? Before she could think anymore, however, Kion gave one last jerking cry.
“Ma..Makiiinniiiii!!!!!” With barely any warning, Kion’s throbbing cock started to squirt, dumping his thick cubbish seed all over Makini’s had, at first, until she let go, feeling his cubbish barbs stab her hand. Letting go in shock, Makini watched as kion continue to cum, spraying load after load all over his clean, pristine chest fur. 
“Ewww!!!” Makini wiped the cum off her hand, taking a slight lick of the remain splodge as she did so. The salty, warm taste ticked her taste buds. It seems cum wasn’t that bad. She still thought of the sharp, poking feeling on her had as he came, eyeing up his cock to see the small barbs still protruding from its cum coated surface.
“Rafiki! Kion’s penis has spikes!!!” The older mandrill looked over at the pair, slightly chuckling at such a comment. Approaching Kion, he wiped a line of cum off of Kion’s chest, adding it to his concoction he was brewing. “Indeed, they are barbs, that felines use to cause the female to ovulate, to allow them to make them pregnant.” Rafiki explained, causing Makini to relax a little. He turned to Kion, who lay still, breathing heavily. His face twisted in a sea of euphoric ecstasy, a mindless, brainless look adorning his muzzle as he stared up to the canopy above. 
“How do you feel, Kion?”  the Mjuzi already knew the answer. Taking the contents of the gourd he had been mixing, he pulled a smaller, hollow gourd from the tree’s canopy slightly above them, the top of which hung from a vine. Taking the top, he unscrewed it, before pouring the contents of his potion into the small container. 
“I’m… I’m AMAZING!!!” Kion sighed, flopping over on to his side, the excess cum on his body slowly dripping down over the tree’s thick branch that he lay on. Rafiki approached the cub’s head, taking the small gourd and wrapping it around his neck, by the vine.
“Good to hear Kion.” He wrapped it around lightly, tying the vie around Kion’s neck, so the gourd, filled with a mixture of fruits herbs, roots and Kion’s cubbish cum, dangled from his neck. “Just take the contents of this gourd the next time you find yourself in the presence of a female that gives you those ‘feelings’.” Rafiki explained, taking a step back away for the lion cub “It should ‘help’ with your ‘problem’.” 
After a few moments, Kion found the strength to slide off the branch, landing firmly on his paws. Rafiki and Makini follow the cub to the ground, standing before him as the sun shone directly down from the tree’s canopy.
“Wait!” Kion exclaimed. “It’s midday, I’d better get back to the lair, for the afternoon patrol!” He started to run to the exit before stopping, turning back to Rafiki and Makini. “Thanks again, both of you!” And with that, the leader of the lion guard rushed off, still covered in his own cum, into the savannah. Rafiki and Makini exited the baobab tree, watching as the prince disappeared across the horizon, towards Pride Rock.
“That was fun!” Makini smiled, watching the lion cub disappear. She rested on her Bakora staff, before her eyesight fell to her side, to Rafiki’s pelvis.
“perhaps it’s time to give you your next ‘lesson’” Rafiki chuckled, seeing his student’s sudden interest in his own privates. He turned around back into the tree he called home, leaving Makini standing there for a few seconds, rather confused as to what he meant.
It didn’t take long for her to understand. “Ohh!” Without delay, she followed him in, giggling slightly as she did. Rafiki watched as his apprentice wandered n, before sung a small boulder he used as a makeshift door over the opening, closing them in. 
After all, these were the kind of ‘lessons where they didn’t want to be ‘interrupted’…