Chapter 3: Faces of the Past

It had been some time since that promise and Scar was overseeing another fruitful day for the Outlands.  Not only had they gained a sizable number of regulars in a short amount of time, but it seemed that everyday brought an influx of new masked faces. Only occasionally did they have to deal with some rich snob wanting special treatment, being denied and promptly kicked up before they could ruin the mood. 
He had kept an eye on the escorts as well. The hyenas were busy entertaining those in the main lobby. Timon and Pumbaa were in separate private rooms but from what he could tell, the both of them were fulfilling their clients and more. 

A satisfied looking tiger left the room he shared with Timon. Scar noticed that the tiger was walking a bit funny, looking a bit weak in his knees. The meerkat was helping him along, assuring the lion that the other feline was just fine. The tiger was brought to a couch and given a drink, still looking very pleased.
Having the authority to do so, Scar took a peek into the room that Pumbaa had been registered to, seeing the warthog cuddling with a jackal. The mess of seed on the chubby male’s backside told that the pair had just finished and were winding down. Wordlessly, the dark lion gave the escort a nod and quietly closed the door behind him. 

Everything was going better than expected. Simba was back home, being something that the older lion didn’t need to worry about at the moment. 
Relaxing a bit, his eyes focused on Zazu. The hornbill insisted on helping his lover out in his venture whenever he could. He was serving drinks, being dressed in an outfit that was both formal yet revealing, teasing those nearby with his appearance and charm. Scar felt himself getting aroused but knew there would be much time later in the night to take care of that. 

Just when he was about to return to his office, one of the employees rushed up to him. It was a slim looking antelope. He worked the front and kept track of their daily attendance numbers. 
“Sir, I’m sorry to interrupt but there’s something rather urgent. A lioness, she requested you by name saying it's very important.”

Scar didn’t know what to make of this but nodded and followed. Zazu saw the lion walking briskly past but a simple nod let him know that everything was fine for now. 
From the front, the lion was able to see this lioness for himself and she struck him as very familiar. 

“Is there something I can help you with?” he asked politely. 

“Scar. It really is you,” the lioness said, her tone being one of disbelief. 

“I’m sorry, but do we know each other?” the lion asked, the feeling of familiar being rather nagging at this point. It seemed to be just short of being all clear to him.

“My name is Mahiri,” she responded, looking away for a moment. But Scar gasped upon hearing that name. In an instant it all came back to him. 

After the incident with Zazu, Scar resigned himself to fooling around with the lionesses like his father seemingly wanted. It hadn’t been very stimulating for him, but there was one that managed to catch his eye among the many others. Mahiri had always been kind and a bit soft spoken. She was one of the few lionesses that actually talked to him, treating him as a friend. But Scar had begun to feel more towards her and dared to reveal these feelings. 
Mahiri was meant to perform one night for an event but she and Scar snuck away. Being in the dark lion’s private room, they fully expressed the passion they felt for each other. And just when the two were finished, the door was flung open by an angry Ahadi. 

Being behind him was Tikana, Mahiri’s sister. She had covered for the two of them. But Ahadi had noticed the lioness missing from the roster. He went to Tikana who had taken her sister’s place and asked what she knew, knowing the sisters were very close. And when she refused to tell the lion, Ahadi all but threatened her, leaving Tikana with little choice.

For the first time, Scar had actually spoken back to his father. First the love between him and Zazu was deemed immoral and now that he found a lioness that he liked, Ahadi had taken qualm with that as well. 
Ahadi had managed to bring up the point that Mahiri was scheduled to perform but Scar knew that was just something his father was using to make his “point” stronger. She could have easily been replaced by one of the many other lionesses who had practiced and performed the very same moves given how their events came back on a regular schedule. 

However Ahadi would hear none of it, Scar hadn’t quite understood at the time, but he recognized the spite in his eyes thinking back on it when he had matured more. 
It hadn’t been about the performance, nobody except him had even noticed, no…Ahadi had just wanted to take away something he cared about because he could. 
Mufasa had done far worse than just swapping out a lioness for an event before, but their father hadn’t even raised his voice at him for his actions if he addressed him about it at all. 

Scar didn’t know why, but his father just seemed to despise him and took joy in making him miserable. 
Mahiri and Tikana were fired and sent away, Ahadi smirked as he refused to tell him where they had been sent to.

If what had happened that day had taught the dark lion anything, it was to never to openly show affection towards anyone or anything while in the mansion, because as soon as Ahadi found out he was likely to try and take it away from him.
The only thing that Scar could do was put the whole thing out of his mind, unlike Zazu she was gone and he wasn’t likely to ever see her again. That was what he had thought at least…

But now she was here again. “Please hear what I have to say.” 

“Of course,” Scar said, giving the lioness his full attention. 
Mahiri revealed that she had been banished from the pride district, even after she pain-stakingly had managed to make her way back there had been a barrier between them and she had no way of getting into contact with him. 

The dark lion scowled a little, had Ahadi known? Was that why he didn’t want him going outside the district? No…that was petty even beyond what his father would stoop to. 
“All this time…you were so close…” Scar couldn’t quite believe it. 

“There’s also something else. I knew if I did manage to find you, I would have to be careful. I had to make sure they would be safe,” Mahiri revealed. 

“They?” Scar asked, seeing the lioness gulp and nod. 

“I was ready to just run away and never look back, but…then I found out I was pregnant,” Mahiri revealed. 

Pregnant? Scar’s world began to swirl…did that mean? 

“I bore two children, two sons. They are both yours.” Scar didn’t know how to feel, he felt overwhelmed and numb at the same time. He was a father? 
Now Scar was finally starting to understand. Even if Mahiri did manage to find him, she would have to think about their children. If he was still living with Ahadi…there was no telling what he would try and do to them.

“Are they with you?” Scar asked hopefully. 

She seemed happy that he wasn’t dismissive of her and wanted to see his children “They are…but…” she trailed off. 

“What is it?” Scar asked.

The lioness was quiet for a moment before she spoke up. “I’m also the caretaker for my sister’s son, she…we lost her in an accident.” 

“Oh…who is his father?” The dark lion inquired. Mahiri sighed “Your brother.” 

Hearing that suddenly made sense of some things, namely what had happened after the pair of lionesses had been fired; Mufasa had been with Tikana, that explained his change in behavior for about 2 months, why none of his usual quips had any bite to them and why he looked like he was trying not to break down sobbing at times. 

It was sad to hear, but there was still a hope that came in hearing the children were okay. “I have to praise you for looking after them all on your own.”

Mahiri shook her head. “Thank you, but it wasn’t easy.” Money wasn’t easy to come by and making sure that the young lions had their needs met made sure the money didn’t stick around long either. She also wanted a better life for them, one she couldn’t provide on her own. 

“They’ve always been kind and smart boys but I can’t do much for them,” Mahiri admitted, her voice wavering. She had tried hard and exhausted all options available to her. Finding Scar was a stroke of luck. The lioness wasn’t sure what would become of her and the boys otherwise…she felt she had reached her breaking point.

“It’s alright. I’m certain you’ve done an amazing job,” Scar soothed. He could tell that she had been through a lot, worked herself to her limits and had only barely managed to cling on. All this misery just because Ahadi felt petty and spiteful. Perhaps Tikana would still be with them if he never sent them away…

“I’m sorry,” Mahiri apologized, getting a hold of herself. “They’re waiting in the car. I’ve told them much about you already. Follow me.”
Scar followed her lead into the parking lot. It was a short walk, leading to a rather old looking car. Waiting inside were the silhouettes of three others. 

“Mother’s back!” one of them said and their attention was on the returning lioness and also the lion that was following her. 

“Who’s that?” 
“I don’t know.”
“He looks kinda scary…”

Mahiri approached the car and opened the door. “Boys. There’s someone I’d like you to meet. This is that lion I’ve told you all about. Scar.”

“You mean…this is our dad?” one of them asked. 
“Yes, Kovu. He is.”

The other dark furred young lion wasted no time rushing up to Scar and beat his fists against his chest “Why were you never around!? Mom worked herself half to death because you weren’t there! I hate you!” 

“Nuka…” Mahiri stepped in but Scar assured her it was okay.

The dark lion didn’t resist, he could understand from their perspective that he was just a neglectful absent father. He kneeled down and hugged Nuka.
“I’m sorry…I…I didn’t know any of you existed prior to today…If I had known, I would have done everything in my power to make sure you were all cared for.” 

“R-really?” Nuka asked. His mother never described Scar as a bad lion, but not having him around painted quite the picture in the younger lion’s mind. He assumed that if Scar hadn’t been around for this long, then he simply didn’t care about them.

“I know it can’t possibly make up for the past, but I’m here now,” Scar told his son, hugging him a bit tighter. Nuka had stopped fighting, letting out a shaky breath before he started to cry. 

Kovu slowly approached. He could hardly believe it himself. Unlike Nuka, he always held a hope that he could meet his father. Even when things got bad, Kovu kept that hope alive within him.
He joined in the hug, having said nothing yet. All he could do was cry as well, finally feeling complete in a strange way. 

That left Kopa in the car. He was the most quiet and shy of the trio. He was considered a brother of the other two lions but he knew it wasn’t biologically so. Losing his mother and living a hard life had made Kopa into a timid and uncertain sort of person.

“Kopa? Do you want to meet him?” Mahiri asked him. 

“But…he isn’t my dad, right?”  how could he possibly matter as much to Scar as his own sons?

“Family isn’t all about blood,” Scar said, getting the lion’s attention. Kopa faced him and he was able to see the younger lion’s appearance. He had Mufasa’s golden fur but a dark colored mane, not like the blazing red that Mufasa and Simba would have. He could almost hear Ahadi’s criticism, having a certain idea about what a “true lion” looked like. 

“Whether you are my nephew or son doesn’t matter…you are family.” The dark lion held his arms invitingly open. Kopa did hesitate but Nuka and Kovu encouraged him to join the hug. True to their dad’s words, they had already accepted Kopa as a brother, even when the golden lion doubted their bond. 
Slowly, Kopa came out of the car and joined the hug. He wasn’t crying like the others, looking more like he was in deep thought. He sighed and smiled a bit, feeling a comfort that had evaded him for so long. He didn’t trust most others but something about Scar felt safe and right…

“I hope it's not too much,” Mahiri said. 

“Not in the slightest. I’ll be more than happy to take all three in,” Scar said, giving them another small hug. “But what about you? We have room for many, and I can house you as well.”

“Oh, I couldn’t possibly…” 

“Nonsense, I have plenty of room and if you absolutely feel you must earn it, then I seem to recall you being good with numbers. As you know I’ve started a business of mine here in the clan district and could use someone to help keep the records,” he offered. “I know it’s a lot. For now, let’s get you all inside and I’ll give you time to think about it.”
He led them inside through a side door. The young lions were spared seeing the sex still taking place, having a direct path up the stairs and onto the suite floor. 

“Here we are,” Scar told them. The boys were awed by the larger room, having three beds ready for them. It was rather formal for something their age but he could get it easily redecorated in any way they wanted. He watched as they scampered in, exploring the place. Kovu was jumping on the bed, Mahiri told him to get down but Scar didn’t mind at all. 
Nuka had a small bag with him and was already taking some things out. Scar noticed that one of them was a picture. 
It was of them at a clearly younger age, there were all there, including Tikana. The dark lion made a silent vow, he would take care of her son so she could rest easy.

Finally the situation began to sink in, he had two sons and an additional adopted one, what sorts of needs did they have, did they need education? What if he wasn’t good enough to take care of them?
“Calm down, I can almost feel the panic rising inside you.” Mahiri teased him a bit. 

“This is all…so sudden…” Nothing had ever quite blindsided him like this. Oh gods…how was he gonna introduce Simba to his cousins and half-brother? That would make four kids to watch over. Could he ask Timon and Pumbaa to take on more..?

He took a deep breath to calm himself, if he could run a giant escort operation he could also take care of them. They all just needed some time to get settled in. After adjusting and getting used to each other, he could take the steps to evaluate their education levels and whatnot. 

“Which one of them is the oldest?” he asked. 

“Well, Kopa came after. Kovu and Nuka came at the same time, but Nuka was first.”

“I see…” Scar said while starting to approach. “Nuka. Can we talk for a moment?”
The younger lion nodded and followed Scar out of the room and into the hall. He just wanted to ask some general questions to better understand. 

Nuka was cooperative. They were all of course older than Simba by about 2 years. He admitted that they were homeschooled, most of their knowledge coming from what they knew from experience. Nuka revealed that he watched the others when their mother was gone for work. It was admirable, looking after those about the same age as himself. He of course knew much about them and told Scar as much as he could. 

The three were used to living with very little, having a bit more than the bare necessities. They had never known the wealth of the family they were born into. Of course Ahadi would likely fight tooth and nail to keep their birthright at bay, but he imagined Mohatu would be very understanding…

“Of course!” Scar perked up. He thanked Nuka and rushed to his office. If anyone could help sort all of this out, it was Mohatu. After making the call, Scar asked Zazu to deliver the elder lion to the Outlands. 
The wait wasn’t long. In Scar’s office, the patriarch was brought up to speed on these sudden events. He also got to meet each of them. Even meeting him for the first time, the younger lions were respectful towards Mohatu, feeling the aura of authority the much older lion radiated. 

When the lion cubs were taken back to the room, Mohatu finally growled. 
“I assume father spoke nothing of this,” Scar huffed. 

“Not exactly. I remember that day. Ahadi had been angrier than usual. But the reasons he gave me were much different. From what he told me, Mahiri and Tikana had been caught stealing from the mansion.” Scar sputtered “He did WHAT!?”

“He had moved too fast for me to properly investigate, so I couldn’t figure out if he was lying, but I did make sure he couldn’t pull something like that again…it seems though the damage was already done however…” Having three of their own banished before they were even born was a misdeed that would darken their history for generations.
As for the kids themselves, Mohatu had already taken a liking to them. They were polite enough and he could sense great potential in each of them. 

“I’ll have to make Mufasa aware that he has a son,” Mohatu added. 

“Perhaps we could just keep it between us, at least for a time?” Scar asked hopefully. Kopa had already been through so much and the last thing he needed was to be by himself with Mufasa and Ahadi. One lion was neglectful and the other was downright spiteful. It wasn’t a stretch to fear that he wouldn’t see the young lion again…

“I understand your concern, really I do, Scar. But Mufasa is afforded the right to see his own child. Do not worry, I’ll keep a close eye on Kopa when I take him back with me. If anything happens…and I do mean [i]anything[/i], I will be bringing him back here until Ahadi has been de-fanged.” 
Scar liked the sound of that, but all the same he was worried for the younger lion’s wellbeing. 

“We should also get them all evaluated by our family’s shamanic practitioner. Just a general check for health, allergies, and a mental check as well. Any needs they would have will be met,” Mohatu assured. 

Scar nodded and took another deep breath. “Perhaps it is best I just go with you. After all, I’m sure my father and brother missed me so much…”

The next morning, Scar left the hyenas in charge. He got the kids in the car and they all drove back to the Pride District. The younger lions were amazed by the wealthier environment that surrounded them, and even more so by the large mansion they were driving up to. 

“Here we are…” Scar said, sounding completely unamused. Nuka recognized this was already putting up a guard. He kept close to Kovu and Kopa as they got out of the car and approached the front door. Thankfully Ahadi wasn’t waiting there like a snake waiting to bite, in fact it was only when they entered the lobby that he came darting down the stairs, still adjusting his clothing. He looked furious until he saw Mohatu among the group, instantly changing his tone.

“Father!” He greeted and then eyed the dark lion “Scar…and what is this rabble?” 

“Mind your words Ahadi, these are your [i]grandchildren[/i].” Mohatu said in a tone that let him know if anything happened to them then he wasn’t above making him disappear. 

“I see…where did they come from?” he asked.

Ahadi had just assumed they came from some lowlife Scar had been with, but then he heard their origin and that Kopa was actually Mufasa’s son. That got him excited, at least until he properly looked him over, then all he felt was disappointment. Not only was Kopa missing the important royal red mane, but he was shy and timid, hiding behind Scar and cowering when their gazes met. 

“Mufasa!” Ahadi called using one of the communication panels, making the young lion jump. Seeing no use in Kopa as a successor, he just called his son down to come meet him now. 
It took the older golden lion some time to finally come down into the lobby. He was groaning, rubbing his eyes and wasn’t dressed as formally as Ahadi, looking as if he had just woken up. 
“Oh, what is it, father?” Mufasa said, finally coming down to meet the group. 

He blinked when seeing his brother. “Scar? What are you doing here?” 
“Nice to see you as well…” Scar said, rolling his eyes. 

“I don’t like him…he feels…wrong…” Kopa whispered and Scar sighed, already Mufasa hadn’t made a good first impression with his long-lost son. 
“Who is that?” Mufasa said rather harshly, pointing at the young lion hugging Scar’s leg. 

“That, dear brother, is your own son. Remember Tikana?” Scar inquired. Again, the red maned lion blinked in surprise and swayed a bit on his feet. “His name is Kopa.”

“My son? Impossible I..!” Mufasa and Kopa’s eyes met but the older lion tore his eyes away. For a brief moment he could see Tikana. But he didn’t want to even think about that day… “I’ll get Simba, he’s been asking about you…” With that, Mufasa departed upstairs once more. 

“Sorry, Kopa…” Nuka muttered. 

“It's okay…” Kopa sighed, for some reason he expected this outcome. At this point he just wanted to go back to the Outlands, unable to shake the uneasy feeling this place brought him. 

Much faster than Mufasa had, Simba came bounding the stairs with bright eyes. The moment he heard that Scar was here, the younger lion had taken off to see him. But to his surprise there were even more lion cubs like him, looking just a bit older than himself. 

“Hey, uncle Scar. Uh, who are they?” he asked curiously. 

“Simba, I’m sorry if this all seems a bit sudden. This is Kovu and Nuka, your cousins. And this is Kopa, your older brother,” the dark lion explained. 

“Older brother?” Simba asked, tilting his head. 

“I’ll explain it to you later, but for now why don’t you get to know them?” Scar encouraged. He also encouraged the others to meet Simba themselves. Nuka led Kovu towards their pride district sibling while Kopa lingered behind, still keeping close to Scar. 
The dark lion didn’t force Kopa, patting his head while they both watched the other three interacting. Kovu and Nuka were also a bit hesitant at first but upon introducing themselves an invisible barrier seemed to break away. They started to talk a bit, smiling and laughing from what they told each other. 

Kopa finally started to step away and slowly approached the group of young lions. Nuka took it upon himself to introduce Kopa to Simba properly. Being in front of each other, they could see the resemblance. Having different mothers gave them some differences but for the most part they looked very similar. Simba marveled at not only the slightly taller lion but also the brown mane that was starting to grow in. 

Maybe it was because they were so closely related or it was just the younger male’s kindness. Whatever the case, Kopa felt himself starting to relax in the presence of Simba, allowing himself to smile as well. Unlike his father Mufasa, Simba didn’t feel strange, he felt more like his uncle Scar, like someone he could trust. 

While they got to know each other, Mohatu took Ahadi away to have a little talk. For once, the head of the house looked rather fearful, knowing that he would have a lot of explaining to do. 
Knowing that the kids would be alright, Scar eyed the stairs. Against his better judgement he decided that it would be a good idea to see Mufasa. He was likely going through a bit of a breakdown having realized he had a second son. And worse yet, Mufasa wasn’t even aware of Tikana’s passing. 

On the second floor, he knocked on the door to Mufasa’s room. A reluctant voice told him to come in. Doing so, Scar found his brother sitting at the desk, looking rather distraught. He almost felt bad for the other lion.
“You could at least give him a chance,” Scar said, sitting down in a chair. “Yes, he’s timid but he’s been through a lot. And before you go off on me, I had no idea he existed until yesterday.”

“I can’t believe it…another child. Simba wasn’t the first…” Mufasa muttered. 

Scar let his brother calm down a little before he intended to give him the bad news. 

“What of…what of Tikana?” The golden lion brought the subject up before Scar could. He sighed and figured it was best to just be bluntly honest about it. 

“Tikana…isn’t with us anymore. From what Mahiri told me, she died in an accident,” Scar revealed, seeing the distraught expression on Mufasa’s face becoming even worse. 

“Oh no…” Mufasa mumbled, sinking further into his chair. Scar actually came in to comfort his grieving brother. Though it was some time ago it was clear enough to see that Mufasa still cared a lot about Tikana. 
For a brief moment there was no contest or animosity between them, just two brothers processing grievous news. 

“She may be gone, but you still have your son. He is a part of her,” Scar pointed out. 

“No… he is not my son,” Mufasa muttered. 

“Please Mufasa, don’t push him away…” Scar tried to reason with him.

“I did not hold him while he was small, I did not raise him with a kind and firm hand, I know nothing that he likes or cares about, how could I call myself his father?” Well…that wasn’t as bad as Mufasa outright rejecting him…

“Then get to know him Mufasa!” Scar urged, but his brother looked away.

“I can’t…just looking at him reminded me of her and now knowing she is gone…” Oh for ancestors sake!

“Mufasa, you’re completely missing the point!” Scar huffed. “She may be gone, but the child you and her made together is downstairs right now. He needs a father in his life and if you won’t be there for him, then I will!” 
Questioning why he even bothered given how his brother didn’t even properly care about his other son, Scar stormed out of the room and returned into the lobby. Seeing the young ones playing together quickly eased his stress. One would think they knew each other their whole lives the way they were all interacting, having not a care in the world. Even Kopa was laughing along with the others, being shown many interesting things within the mansion’s lobby.

“Uncle Scar!” Simba called. The dark lion approached the others. Simba was showing them some paintings along the wall. Taking his mind off of things, Scar began to explain the history of their family to Kovu, Nuka, and Kopa. There was much to catch them up on and though recently things weren’t going very well, their family had a rich history to recount.

In the patriarch’s room, Mohatu was finally confronting Ahadi about this whole situation. His son had a lot of explaining to do, especially about the lies he created to cover up firing those lionesses. Being sat down in front of the leading lion’s desk, Ahadi was sweating bullets. He knew very well that he couldn’t get out of this easily. 
Not only had he been caught lying, but now the family name was extending to three more random cubs, looking like ordinary riff raff from the Clan District. They would no doubt corrupt the legacy of their family name. Ahadi wanted nothing to do with them but it was out of his hands at this point. 

“Explain yourself,” Mohatu growled, being fed up with his son’s actions at this point. 
As expected, Ahadi’s excuses were poor and did nothing to fool the older lion. Rather than coming clean, the lion made some excuse about mixing the reports. But Mohatu called his son out on the lie, having substantial evidence against him at this point. 

“That’s enough!” Mohatu interrupted, making his son shrink. “From now on, you’re on probation! All administrations and authority you have left will be suspended and withheld until I see fit.” 

“But father! You can’t do this!” Ahadi pleaded, but his father did not relent. This was but a prelude to what would happen after the duel of succession and now with a substantial amount of power taken from him Ahadi’s ability to harm anyone was greatly reduced.
Perhaps facing some consequences would also straighten him out a bit? Mohatu held back a sigh, he could hope…

With that taken care of, Mohatu got the young lions to be seen by Rafiki. He was a talented shaman and highly trusted by the family and most importantly: he was not in Ahadi’s pocket. 
It didn’t take long to check them out and the results were rather simple. Kovu and Nuka were the picture of health both inside and out. Kopa was perfectly healthy as well but it was discovered he had an anxiety disorder. It was nothing debilitating but could become a problem in the future if left unchecked. 
Kopa was provided the medications that would ease his anxiety, leaving the family reassured that their new members were just fine. 

“So, what do you three think of this place?” Scar asked. 

“It's amazing! This place is huge!” Kovu marveled. 

“I made sure they didn’t touch anything too expensive looking,” Nuka chuckled. 

“I had fun too,” Kopa added. 

“That’s good. Now, it’s about time we get home,” Scar told them. While Kovu and Nuka looked a bit disappointed, Kopa brightened up. Looking over he saw that Simba was already looking rather sad. In the state Mufasa was in, the young lion would be left all alone once more. 

“Would you like to come back with us, Simba? Your father…has a lot on his mind right now.” Scar offered.

“C-can I?” Simba asked unsure.

Mohatu came back from his talk with his son. “That should be no issue anymore and your uncle is right, Mufasa will need some time to himself.”
Simba nodded and went to get some things needed for a multiple night stay with his uncle. Scar himself excused himself and Mohatu so they could have a quick chat. 

“Thank you for this, grandfather. I can only ask one more thing of you,” Scar said respectfully. 
“And what would that be?” Mohatu asked curiously. 

“When you make the official records for Kovu, Nuka, and Kopa, can you mark Kopa as being my son. I talked to Mufasa and he still wants nothing to do with him, he’s lost in grief and can only think of how much Kopa reminds him of Tikana” Scar explained. As much as he sympathized with Mufasa in his grief, he loathed that his brother once again had made it all about himself when he had a son who needed him.  

Mohatu sighed but nodded. As much as he hoped that Mufasa would embrace his long lost son, Kopa having any father figure in his life would do him well. If Scar wanted to take on that role, then who was he to deny the request?
It was saddening to see glimpses of hope for his son and grandson only for them to show him yet again why it was he needed to enact his plan, they were both too lost and needed to be firmly guided back on the right path and retaught their family’s values, properly this time.

“Before you go, I’m also assigning Zazu to you to help take care of them.” Scar was very grateful, but also understood the underlying message. 

“I understand…” The dark lion let his grandfather know. He understood his father might throw a tantrum so it was best to have anyone Ahadi might wish to take his frustration out on away from the mansion, at least until the competition was over. 

Mohatu chuckled a bit at the worried look he got from Scar, “Don’t worry about me, no matter how furious Ahadi gets he wouldn’t dream of trying to harm me. I’ll stay here and keep him on a short leash, make sure he doesn’t hurt anyone.” 

Scar chuckled and thanked his grandfather again before leaving with the four younger lions and his hornbill lover. He was glad to have all of them coming with him and was certain that Mohatu would take care of things in the Pridelands while they were away. 

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The gang nearly fell over when being properly introduced to even more young lions. Pumbaa and Ed were overjoyed to meet them all while Shenzi, Banzai, and Timon were looking a bit overwhelmed. 
“Jeez Scar, who knew you had it in you?” Banzai chuckled.

“I apologize for the suddenness, but I was quite blindsided by this revelation myself and didn’t really have a way to ease their introduction to you all…”  

“I can certainly see the family resemblance,” Timon said. Having calmed down, he too was getting to know the felines. He was sure they would all get along fine. On top of that he was  glad Simba had some new friends and family in his age range, knowing that he had been rather lonely on his own. 

“So all three of them are yours?” Shenzi asked, still trying to wrap her head around the sudden presence of three more juvenile lions. 

As briefly as he could, Scar told them all that he knew, bringing them up to speed on the situation. “Given that Mufasa refused to acknowledge Kopa, I have taken him in and set for him to be placed under my guardianship. It will take some time, but he will soon be written up as an official son of mine in our family documents.”

Kopa had been very happy to hear that, being under the guardianship of someone who actually cared about him. 

“Soo…has our workload quadrupled? I mean…if we are looking out for the scamp we might as well look after them all while doing so.” Timon reasoned.

“I…I wasn’t sure if you wanted to…it is quite different to look after four than just one person.” Scar admitted. He didn’t want to overwhelm them with watching over so many while having their own escort jobs to attend to as well. 

“Hey…me and Pumbaa have been babysitters before, for even larger groups, so we got experience. Escorting isn’t the only job we’re capable of,” the meerkat revealed. 

Scar smirked “I’m aware…” the warthog had taken to cooking up big meals for the employees, which was widely appreciated. Timon had revealed a similar skill of his own. Rather than cooking, the meerkat had a hobby of creating homemade potions. Some of them turned out to be more potent than those on store shelves, but it was one in particular that earned him a great deal of gratitude from the other escorts. While Outlands was located in a generally safe part of it, the Clan district was still a rough place and it wasn’t unusual to be on some kind of addiction, the escorts had stayed clean as per the policy of the Outlands, but many suffered from withdrawal of one thing or another, but the meerkat’s potion cleared up any addiction like it had just been a bad nightmare. 

Seeing that his potions were really helping others, Timon began to try out new things. Scar encouraged his ventures and praised the meerkat when a new kind of potion was created. Timon was able to make things for recuperating stamina, some light healing if things got too rough, fixing up bruises or scratches fairly quickly, and a vitality potion that could get the drinker to match the libido of a lion. 
Offering these and many more along with the usual drinks brought in more revenue and Scar made sure to compensate the meerkat for his contributions to the Outlands and the community overall. His and Pumbaa’s unique ways of doing things had improved all their lives. They remained humble about it, assuring it just came from all of their traveling and the passion they each had for their hobbies. 

Their unique perspectives also aided them with caring for the young lions, helping them tackle issues they had that others had trouble dealing with or just knowing when they didn’t need a talk, but just company and perhaps a good meal.
The two were also surprisingly good teachers to them even if neither of them were trained professionals nor actively sought out to teach. But offering a piece of advice here and giving their input on an issue there added up quickly over time and they had a lot more influence over the young lions’ development than they likely realized. 

Scar of course spent as much time as he could with all of them. Zazu did so as well, the two being the parents that the younger lions needed in their lives. Along with them were the hyenas, being a pair of uncles and an aunt towards them as well. Altogether they were an odd family but a tight-knit one that truly cared and looked out for each other. 

“Five lions, three hyenas, one hornbill, a meerkat and a warthog…it sounds like something straight out of a setup for a joke.” Shenzi chuckled, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. 

“Let me know if you ever come up with one,” Timon told her.

—

It was just another day at the Outlands. It was still early in the day, meaning the club wouldn’t be opening for some time. Being as ordinary a day as any other, nobody had any grand plans in place. Timon, Pumbaa, and the hyenas were looking after Simba, Kovu, and Kopa, watching the three of them play together. Nuka was off in their room and Scar was spending some quality time with Zazu, the two giving each other plenty of affection whenever they could. 

The dark lion was holding his partner close, biting gently on the hornbill’s neck. Zazu was already moaning and squirming a bit from his touch. Being in no rush, the two of them were lying nude on the bed, Scar holding the avian from behind. While he continued to tease Zazu, his own erection was pressed against the soft feathered backside.

“When was the last time we did this?” Scar asked playfully. 

“Three days ago if I recall,” Zazu responded, shivering from another light nibble. 

“Seems like forever to me…” Scar reached a hand down and pawed his lover’s erection, feeling it twitch from his touch. “And it must have felt even longer for you…you went at me pretty hard last time, let me lead the dance this time…” 

“Ooah…S-Scar….” 
The two were just about to get started when the door opened. Having stepped in was an unaware Nuka. “Dad? Have you seen my… Aaah!!!” He shouted, not being prepared for what he walked into. 

“N-Nuka!” Scar called, his parental instincts getting him to rise up from the bed without even covering himself. “It’s okay-”

“What’s going on?!” Having responded right away, Timon and Pumbaa had come to see why Nuka had screamed. Not far behind were the other lions, being concerned about their eldest brother they had dropped what they were doing and rushed over. 
Taking a look into the room painted quite the picture and practically explained everything without words. Having all those eyes on him finally got Scar to cover himself. Zazu had already gotten under the blankets, looking rather mortified. 

“I didn’t mean to walk in, I was just looking for…” Nuka stammered, his face feeling hot and his heart pounding in his chest. 

“Ah, it’s nothing to worry about, kid. Just your dads fooling around a bit,” Timon said, breathing a sigh of relief. He had become rather protective of the younger four and would sometimes blow things out of proportion when worrying about them. 

The dark lion blushed embarrassed “I forgot to lock the door…” he realized, nothing he could do about it now though, the damage had been done…

“I should have knocked…sorry, Dad…” Nuka apologized. 
“No Nuka, you shouldn’t ever hesitate to approach us,” the older lion said. 

As embarrassing as this all had been, Scar noticed just how Nuka had reacted. At his age, he had walked in on some moments had by his own father but was able to understand that Ahadi would just be occupied for the time. 
“Nuka, do you know what we were doing?” Scar asked. 

“You were having…sex?” his son responded, the word being practically forced out. That was a bit concerning, given Nuka was past the age meant for educating him about the subject. 
Timon noticed this as well, looking just as concerned. Nuka, Kovu, and even Kopa weren’t far off from becoming teenagers. 

As unfortunate as the accidental discovery was, this was something they had to rectify and the sooner the better otherwise they would be overwhelmed when they were introduced to the businesses their family ran. It was honestly a bit of a miracle it had taken any of them so long to accidentally be exposed to what was going on in the Outlands. It also showed how well Timon, Pumbaa and the hyenas watched over them. 

“Give me 5 minutes and I’ll come talk to you about this,” Scar told Nuka. 

“I suppose it’ll have to wait a bit longer,” the dark lion told his partner. 
“Just don’t keep me waiting too long,” Zazu chuckled. 

Having at least something on to cover his privates, Scar left his own room and went further down the hall to the shared suite of the adolescent lions. Though Simba was still staying with Timon and Pumbaa, he spent most of his time with the others. And he was waiting in the room with them, clearly not being as fazed as them. 

“Now…” Scar began. “I’ve been made aware that you three haven’t been educated in sex. Things like this are important to know at your age. Not only for your own development but also because of our family’s history. If you want to take over where I will eventually leave off, you three will need to know these things.”

Nodding and listening, the three were explained the basics of sex. They had always been vaguely aware of the concept but their upbringing never allowed them to be concerned about things like that. Nuka’s focus had been on looking after his siblings, Kovu was focused on his own things, and Kopa was often lost in thought. His medicine helped greatly in reducing his stress. He was a much happier and open lion now, being willing to take a risk here and there. 

Having already been taught these things, Simba remained quiet, understanding that this was important for the others to know. 
“Do you understand better now?” Scar asked when he was finished. The three nodded but still looked a bit confused. 

“Sex isn’t only about reproduction. It can also be a means of exploration, bonding, or simply to relieve stress,” the dark lion told them. “What I was doing with Zazu was so we could feel good, but it was also to let me express to him how much I love him.” 

That brought a deeper sense of understanding. As far as they were concerned, Zazu was a second parent to them. Not only were the two openly affectionate but they had noticed that the pair would sometimes disappear for a while. The lions hadn’t pried, giving their dad the privacy he wanted, just as Scar respected their own privacy, but with blushes on their faces they now understood what had gone on behind closed doors. 

“I know you must be taking it all in right now, but I think it would be better to educate through example. Simba, would you like to help me demonstrate?” 

Simba had fooled around a bit with Timon and Pumbaa some more since his first time and even a few of the Outlands escorts, but he had always wanted to share an intimate moment with his uncle. He was quick to hop off the bed, eagerly approaching the older lion. Not only would he finally get the chance but he would be also helping out his other family members, providing an example that would further explain it all. 

“We’ll just keep things simple, show them the basics,” Scar instructed when Simba was close enough. The golden lion nodded and started to take off his clothes. Already he had an erection, being clear to see when taking off his pants and underwear. 
The others watched the pair of lions undressing further, leaving the both of them in the nude. This was their first time seeing Scar in this way. The first instinct was to avert their gazes but they continued to watch. Nuka found his eyes scanning his father’s form, starting to admire his toned physique, dark toned pelt and green eyes. 

They were able to admire Simba’s body as well. Though a bit younger than the rest of them, his developing body showed a bit of muscle tone and looking close, they were certain that the golden feline’s mane was just starting to come in. They were also able to see the surprising amount of length wielded between his legs. 

“Ready when you are, Simba. Can you start out with some simple touching?” Scar asked him. The younger feline nodded and began doing just that, having his hands on the older male’s abdomen, trailing down before they were sliding over Scar’s erection. 
He had seen it from his first time with Timon and Pumbaa, but not up close like this. Being part of the family, Scar packed quite the maleness himself. It wasn’t anything overly large but certainly enough to please those on the receiving end. 

Doing just as Scar asked of him, Simba had both of his hands on his uncle’s shaft, feeling how warm and rigid it really was in his grip. Going back and forth, the younger male started out slow, going back and forth along the length, hearing the moans that came from the simple act. 

“This is a good way to start…” Scar explained to those watching them. While Simba continued to give him a slow and soft handjob, he told them to really look at how Simba was moving his hands, not only running up and down but giving some soft squeezes to the base and tip every now and then. Doing this made the dark lion shiver, realizing that Simba had learned quite a lot from his time here, being involved with Timon and Pumbaa, as well as a few escorts. 

Nuka was especially watching closely, already feeling his own lionhood starting to stir from the sight. Between Simba’s actions and the reactions it got from his father, the younger dark furred lion was starting to feel less nervous towards the subject of sexual acts. 

Simba was still stroking back and forth, picking up the pace just a bit. Precum was starting to ooze from the tip, dribbling onto the younger feline’s hand, getting it a bit sticky. 
Having his earlier fun with Zazu cut short, the older lion was a bit eager himself. Though the actions were simple, a light and steady amount of pleasure was felt. 

To Scar it was even more exciting to see the other young lions being aroused themselves by the display they were putting on. While watching closely, the two dark and other golden lion all had obvious erections in their pants, shifting a bit as they watched the display in front of them. 
He grunted from another squeeze to his base, looking down to see Simba easing in to lick up the dripping precum directly from its source. This sent a renewed shiver down Scar’s spine, reacting to the warm tongue that gently dragged over the tip. 

“Ooh… You can continue from there, Simba.” 

Nodding in understanding, Simba gave it another lick, purposely making slow and explorative motions with his tongue. His hands were still sliding back and forth, giving the rest of the shaft an equal amount of attention. 
It was difficult to keep up his educational narration while his nephew was pleasuring him, but Scar managed to pull it off to the captive audience.

“I suppose this transitions us into the subject of oral sex.” The young lions were so focused on the dark lion and sibling they didn’t notice the trio of hyenas coming up from behind them before they were suddenly relieved of their pants and had a hand around their erections, stroking them very slowly and gently. 

While having hands wrapped around their lengths, the three inexperienced lions were also treated to the sight of Simba going a bit further with the oral sex demonstration. He had given plenty of licks to the tip and opened his mouth a bit wider, leaning his head forwards. 
A small gasp came from Kovu, not only from the new form of pleasure but from also watching Simba slowly taking his father’s cock into his muzzle. 

A low moan of delight came from the older lion. Even better than the gentle touch of Simba’s hands was the introduction to his warm and wet mouth, slowly taking more and more of it inside. He was impressed with the younger feline’s methods, not rushing himself and keeping his mouth relaxed while letting more of the other male’s shaft slide past his lips. 
Once having a good amount inside, Simba finally wrapped his lips around it, starting to move his tongue along the underside as well. Feeling this, Scar fought the urge to melt right then and there. Instead, he steadied himself and cleared his throat so the others would know what was taking place. 

“Right now, Simba is taking my penis into his mouth. What he’s doing is called a blowjob, gently sucking on while moving his head back and forth to create friction like in a handjob. For extra pleasure one can also use their tongue, pushing it against one’s partner’s cock while sucking or keep using his hands at the same time,” Scar explained, his voice being a bit strained from the pleasure he felt. 

Simba felt his heart racing while continuing. His uncle’s length fit into his mouth snugly, not being too much for him to take. He could feel it still pulsing and leaking a bit more precum onto his tongue. In between Scar’s explaining, the moans and grunts he made sent a rush of furthered excitement through the golden lion. He was able to look over and see the others still watching him, even while Ed, Banzai, and Shenzi were slowly stroking their dicks, steadily introducing them to the feeling while their sibling showed them what was to come. 

Simba continued with the blowjob, fitting as much as he comfortably could inside, smoothly sailing his head back and forth. Scar’s moans were getting louder and the others could see the expressions of pleasure on his face. They could also see just how Simba was doing it: keeping his lips pressed to the surface while his tongue was also grinding along the sides and underneath. The younger male was still quite inexperienced and could only take about half of it into his muzzle so his hands continued to rub back and forth on the length his mouth couldn’t reach. 

It was becoming too much for the dark lion to withstand for much longer, panting deeply and giving slight rocks of his hips that rubbed his shaft over the soft and textured tongue. Simba handled it well and continued his actions, giving as much pleasure as he could, letting his own arousal guide his actions. 
The trio of younger lions were able to watch as Scar tilted his head back and groaned deeply, having reached his climax. Simba continued to suck on his cock while it was releasing seed into his mouth, having a pleasant taste and being warm when running down his throat. 
The dark lion reached out with a hand and rubbed Simba’s head affectionately as he winded down from his orgasm, his nephew leaning into the touches almost longingly. 

“Shall we go help your siblings Simba?” The dark lion asked his nephew, who nodded “Mhm.” 
Scar figured he had a bit of time before he ought to get back to Zazu.

Keeping their erections and excitement strong from the steady jerking had the other lions more than ready to experience these feelings for himself. The hyenas eased their hands off and let the pair of lions approach the others. 
“Now let’s see… Kovu and Nuka, you two come with me. And Simba, do you think you can educate your brother?” Scar asked, acknowledging the younger lion’s level of experience. He could trust him to show Kopa a few things. 

Simba agreed and with that, there were now two groups: the first being Scar and the twins and the other being the older and younger golden lions. 

“I’ll keep an eye on Kopa and Simba.” Shenzi volunteered, she had already had a rough day and wasn’t in the mood for sex at all. It would be for the best that they had an overseer as Simba was still quite inexperienced himself. 

With that all decided, Scar led the twins onto the other bed, giving them all plenty of room to work with. He asked them both to sit down on the bed next to each other. They did so and were a bit surprised to see their father getting down on his knees. 
Before starting, Scar took a moment to admire his sons’ packages, seeing that both of them were of a healthy size befitting their lineage. There was a chance that they would become a bit bigger as they continued growing into their teen years. All the same, the dark lion felt a sense of pride towards the two of them. 

“You two should feel proud of yourselves,” he praised, taking hold of the two younger lions, having a soft grip on each of their shafts. Kovu and Nuka reacted instantly, feeling the continued pleasure that came from the hyenas doing the same thing a bit earlier. Starting slowly, his hands were stroking up and down their cocks, feeling them twitch and even leak while under his touch. 

“How does it feel?” he asked them. 

“Really good…” Nuka moaned. 

“A bit weird, but in a good way,” Kovu added. 
Scar nodded in understanding. These were feelings that wouldn’t be fully understood right away. It was best to let the two experience it all for themselves. Like Simba, they proved themselves to be quite clever and perspective. In time they would pick things up and maybe even dare to try out some things themselves.  

For now, Scar was still running his hands up and down the pair of cocks, the both of them being about the same in both girth and length. Their warmth could be felt directly on his fingers and the precum trickling downwards got them wet and a bit sticky. 

As if to copy Simba’s earlier actions, Scar leaned his upper half closer, drawing his tongue out. It first made contact with Kovu’s length, making the green eyed lion jump a bit. The feeling was quite unexpected, being very different from the smooth drags up and down. Instead he felt something warm and wet gliding from the base and up to the tip. The slightly rough texture sent extra feelings that sent shivers up Kovu’s spine. 
At the same time Scar made sure to keep his hand sailing up and down Nuka’s erection, making sure that the both of them remained fully involved. Despite that the slightly older lion was feeling a bit jealous and eager to experience the feeling for himself, hearing his younger brother’s moans growing in intensity. 

Knowing just how his other son was feeling, Scar had been well aware of how much time he was spending. After a bit, he pulled off and went right back to jerking his hand up and down Kovu’s cock. Smoothly easing over, it was finally Nuka’s turn to feel the same thing for himself. 

“Ooah…” Nuka couldn’t help but moan out the moment he felt his father’s tongue tracing along the underside, collecting the taste of his precum at the same time. Sensations of warmth and enhanced pleasure from the tongue’s tiny fleshy spines got him to squirm in response, feeling his shaft pulsing a bit harder than it was before. The tongue’s motions were slow and teasing at most, the intention being nothing more than to introduce the new form of stimulation and the change in pleasure it brought. 

Aiming to give them equal attention, Scar went back and forth, taking turns sucking on each of their lengths, making sure to give the other attention with his hand while not servicing them with his mouth not just to include both of them at once, but to keep the pleasure building. Gradually the moans and reactions from the twins were becoming louder and more prominent, trembling and squirming more than before when feeling the tongue on them again. 
Scar continued to suck on their cocks slowly, letting them take in all the feelings that came from his actions. It was also very arousing to see and hear the two of them responding to it all. Their breathing was getting harder but also more controlled from them becoming more and more adjusted to the pleasure. 

When it was Nuka’s turn again, the younger lion couldn’t fight the urge to rock his hips. A single sudden hump came from this, pushing his cock down into his father’s throat. While unexpected, Scar quickly adjusted and chuckled, wordlessly assuring his son that it was okay. 
From there, he could tell that both Nuka and Kovu were both getting close to their climaxes. He hadn’t asked if they explored their own bodies already so he would just assume that this would be their first orgasms. Either way, he noticed the way they both grunted and strained from the still building pleasure, getting them closer and closer to their limits. 

Still wanting to give them both equal attention, Scar focused on jerking both of their dicks with more speed and a bit more pressure from a tightened grip. Not only had the two of them nearly yelled in pleasure, but their bodies shook from the most pleasure they had ever felt so far. 
At about the same time, Kovu and Nuka reached their limits. Having both their lengths in his grip, Scar simply opened his muzzle, catching the ropes of seed from them both on his tongue.

While Scar had shown his oral prowess to his sons Simba had gotten intimate with his brother.

“Whoa…yours is just as big as mine…” Simba had gotten a bit more perspective on sizes after being with more partners, his brother had certainly also inherited the family endowment.
Kopa blushed as his brother compared their sizes, having their erections practically touching each other. 

Though older, Kopa was completely inexperienced. Though excited, he wasn’t really sure what he meant to do. Simba noticed this and was ready to lead his brother into exploring their bodies together. He was not only ecstatic to fool around with another closer to his age, but one directly related to him, seeing it as another form of bonding between them. 

“Hold still…I learned something that feels really odd, but good.” Simba got really close to his brother who blushed a bit at the close proximity, but then moaned as Simba rubbed up against him, grabbed ahold of both their lengths and began grinding their erections together.
Not being used to pleasure, let alone the unusual kind Simba was giving him, Kopa could only shudder and let his brother lead.

Spending time with the escorts introduced the younger lion to new methods. This was something he was introduced to rather recently, being a way that two males can equally share pleasure. Having taken control, Simba’s hands wrapped around the other golden lion, pulling him in a little closer. He moved his hips in a way that gently slid their shafts against each other. For the most part it was Simba making the moves, grinding back and forth. Kopa gave some small rocks of his hips as well, his body reacting without him even thinking about it. 

“S-Simba…” the older lion moaned, feeling his length twitch and leak a bit. The motions made were steady and feeling the warm hardness keeping itself pressed to his own sent shivers up his spine as well. 

“Feels good, right?” Simba teased his brother a little, knowing that he wasn’t able to respond. From their position, they were both on their knees while keeping their bodies close. But Simba knew that there was a better position for the two of them to take. He slowly eased their bodies over and down onto the bed. Still being close to each other, Kopa was now lying underneath his younger brother. Taking a moment to make sure they were still lined up, Simba found it much easier to frot their dicks together with him on top, a simple humping motion rubbing his over Kopa’s. 

“Haa…” Kopa groaned and shook from the feeling. From his position he also got a prime view of his adoptive father sucking his brothers off, which only made him more aroused.

“Enjoy watching what they are doing? Wanna try it?” Simba asked his brother temptingly. Kopa was quick to nod. He had been rather nervous at first but the pleasure put those worries at ease, being replaced with an eagerness that got him to agree without a second thought. 

“Okay…” Simba agreed. He eased up and asked Kopa to stay right where he was. Carefully, the other lion turned his body around, lowering himself back down in a way that lined both of their dicks to each other's mouths. This wasn’t what the brown maned feline expected, but part of him got even more excited, he had wanted to try both the roles of Scar and his brothers and like this he could both give and receive. 

Having his brother’s shaft resting over his lips, Kopa dared to start licking at it like Scar was doing. This was something that Simba hadn’t expected, jumping a bit before he started to purr from the feeling. He had expected to lead again but was now following after his brother, giving some licks of his own to Kopa’s erection. 

Shenzi watched as the brothers gently eased each other into it, Kopa clearly had a great deal of talent for lovemaking, it had just been his shyness holding him back until now.

Kopa surprised Simba by being the first of the two of them to begin pushing his head down his brother’s shaft. He had watched intensely while Scar sucked off  his brothers and managed to put the pieces together himself. 
Simba moaned out, still not being prepared for Kopa taking the lead instead. Even though this was the older lion’s first sexual encounter, he was taking Simba rather well, giving slow licks to the length, feeling it pulse over his tongue. He was mostly just exploring and trying to get a good feel for what felt best, listening to the varying sounds made by his younger sibling. 

It was Simba who was playing catch-up. He too came to realize that Kopa had some innate sexual prowess hiding beneath his introversion. Working a bit quickly but still being careful, the younger feline eased Kopa’s erection to his own mouth, wrapping his lips around while it sank inside. Though Kopa was already licking on his cock, Simba would show that his methods were more refined. 

Kopa moaned around Simba’s lionhood. He could indeed feel the heightened pleasure of Simba’s tongue dancing gracefully on his dick, getting it wet and warm with saliva and his own precum. He could feel how smooth the licks were given and Simba was able to take more than Kopa could, being just short of pushing the tip down into the tight throat.
Even through the strong pleasure, Kopa kept up his own licking. He knew that Simba outmatched him when it came to experience and practice so he focused on his own simple way of giving pleasure. 

Shenzi watched as the brothers were becoming smoother in their motions, their voices becoming louder around each other’s cocks, and the growing expressions of pleasure on their faces. 
It matched how Scar was bringing his own sons closer and closer to their peak. Both working their mouths on each other, grinding their tongues and adding a bit of tightness with their lips, the pair of gold furred lions brought themselves to a shared climax. 
Simba was the first to cum, much to his own surprise. But Kopa reached his own climax just about a second later. If it had been a race, the results would have been practically a tie. Letting the immense bliss of their orgasms overtake them, the brothers then focused on drinking down each other’s loads. This yet another new thing for Kopa, feeling the warm ropes coat his tongue. But he felt Simba drinking them down and worked up the courage to do so himself, finding the taste pleasant and the warmth running down his throat nice as well. 

They reached their orgasm in about the same time as Kovu and Nuka gave their shared load to their father, painting his tongue before he began to drink it down, being very proud of his sons for not only having very healthy amounts of cum but that they were able to recover quickly like any lion of their family could as they had barely started to lose rigidity before they started to become erect again and ready for another round.

“That was a pretty good start boss…but I think you can leave the remainder of the lesson to us, you got a hornbill waiting for you.” Shenzi reminded the dark lion. 

Scar turned to the young lions, while they looked embarrassed at their current state Nuka managed to speak “I-it’s okay dad, we understand…” The three others nodded in agreement.

“I will make time to properly be with you all some other time.” Scar promised, he didn’t want to be a neglectful father, but he couldn’t be at two places at once right now and he knew he would be leaving them in capable hands. 

Simba and Kopa had come down from their own sexual fun, still panting a bit while keeping close to each other. I had just occurred to Kopa what had happened, having his first sexual encounter with his younger brother. And it was good. Having eased off of each other, the pair of gold furred lions remained close to each other. 

“That was fun, right?” Simba asked him. 

“Yeah. It was,” Kopa agreed. It had all been so new to him but he was more than willing to continue with Simba, feeling that the two of them had gotten closer. 

“We could keep going,” the younger lion suggested. He took his brother's hand and helped him off of the bed. Kopa nodded after considering it for a moment. 
“But I think we should take it to my room.” Simba led him out the room with Shenzi following behind to keep watching over them. With the three of them leaving the suite as well, it left the hyenas alone with both dark furred lions.

“Guess that just leaves us,” Banzai chuckled, eyeing the felines on the bed. 
The both of them reminded him very much of their father and he was curious to know just how much they took after him when it came to sex. Knowing that they were still very inexperienced, both hyenas agreed to be gentle with the younger males. 

“So…you boys wanna pick partners? Or do you want us to pick?” Banzai asked the young lions. 

“I don’t really care…” Nuka replied.

“What about you, Kovu?” Given there were only two options it meant whoever wasn’t chosen would be Nuka’s partner.

Having eyes on him put a bit of pressure on the other dark lion. He looked back and forth between the differing hyenas, considering them both. 
“I choose…Ed,” Kovu confirmed. Having put some thought into it, he found that Ed was more suitable to what he wanted to try. 

“Fair enough,” Banzai responded, glancing over to the technically older lion. “Guess that means it’s you and me.” 

That was fine with Nuka, having no preferences. He wanted both Ed and Banzai equally, being okay with whoever he ended up with. 
“So, you had some oral fun with your pops…guess that leaves us teaching you about anal.” Nuka blushed, making Banzai smirk “Yeah, I think you can guess what it’s about…so you wanna give or receive?” The hyena asked. 

“I wanna give.” Nuka answered almost immediately and resolutely, much to the hyena’s surprise. 
“Well damn…” Banzai chuckled, it seemed he would get to see how Nuka stacked up to his father. 

Ed made a questioning sound to Kovu “Oh? I…I wanna receive…if that’s okay…” He felt a bit embarrassed to admit that but nobody tossed any judgement his way. Ed readily agreed, giving the lion an eager grin and sound of agreement. 

“Alright, it's all decided then,” Banzai said. “Come on Nuka, you and me.” He led the lion onto the other bed, leaving Kovu and Ed to their own affairs. 

Banzai had already had some Pure Water beforehand so they didn’t need to wait to start. The hyena presented his ass to the lion “Alright…you need to prep me first. I could probably take you without, but you gotta learn how regardless, so put that mouth of yours to work. Don’t worry, I had some Pure Water already, so it’s clean.” 

Nuka chuckled from Banzai’s forwardness, being already on the bed, bent over and showing off his rump. He figured that there was no reason to waste time, feeling his length throb from the sight. Approaching, his hands were placed on the hyena’s backside, giving them some small rubs. Spreading them exposed the hole he was looking for. 
“It’s real easy. Just use your tongue to get me ready,” Banzai directed. 

Nuka took in the advice given to him and eased in. Knowing that the hyena was clean, he didn’t shy away from easing in, letting his tongue touch the hole itself. The soft and warm surface made contact with it, having no discernable taste to it. 
He started to lick at it, starting out slow and experimental at first. The simple drag of his tongue across Banzai’s tailhole was enough to get the other male to shudder and moan a bit. The soft touch brought him pleasure along with the tongue’s texture, sending tingles through his body. 

It should have been expected that Nuka would start to get the hang of it rather quickly, giving steadier licks to Banzai, one being done after the other. He heard the older male’s moans getting louder and knew he was doing something right. Once getting the outside plenty wet with his saliva, he dared to go a bit further. The tongue’s tip curiously pressed to the hole itself and began to push inside, making Banzai jump a bit before he began to melt from the feeling of it easing inside.

While Nuka was already at it, Kovu had been given Pure Water to drink from Ed and the two of them sat and fondled each other a bit while it worked to clean up the lion. 
The water’s effects worked rather quickly and while waiting it out, the two of them each had their hands around the other male’s shaft, giving each other slow strokes up and down. Aside from the pleasure, Kovu felt a buzz all over his body as the potion cleaned out in his insides and knew that he was ready when the sensation stopped. 

Ed seemed to know, being very familiar with how long it took Pure Water to take effect. He made another sound and Kovu was certain that he was asking if he was ready. 

“Y-yeah I think I’m ready…” Kovu affirmed and let Ed guide him into a new position, giving the hyena full access to his hind. 

The young lion groaned lightly as Ed placed the first lick on his hole, Kovu hadn’t expected it to feel as good as it did and with each subsequent lick the feeling became stronger. Unlike his own, Ed’s tongue was smooth and long, sliding smoothly over his tailhole over and over again. The hyena was putting a bit more effort into his actions each time, not only giving the moaning lion plenty of pleasure but also seeking to prepare him for more to come. 

Getting the surface plenty wet and slick, Ed felt ready to penetrate the lion with his tongue, centering on the hole itself and pushing it in slowly and carefully, feeling Kovu tremble from the act, his moan of pleasure being hard as well. 
Kovu felt the warm thing sliding inside of it, giving his hole the sensation of being filled for the first time. His inexperienced hole clenched down on the invading appendage, feeling it easing in a bit more before the licking began. 

On the other bed, Nuka was reaching his tongue deep inside of Banzai, exploring his hole via soft licks along the soft walls that twitched in response. The hyena continued to voice his pleasure, feeling that the younger male was doing quite well despite it being his first time doing something like this. 
It brought plenty of pleasure and he also felt the warm saliva being left behind on the surfaces, getting them prepared for penetration that would come soon after. The tongue’s motions were smooth and were hitting some sweet spots like his prostate. Nuka himself found a surprising amount of enjoyment in rimming the older male’s tailhole, being met with a faint fleshy taste and the soft squeezes that came down on the moving muscle. 

“Damn…” Banzai muttered. “A-alright, Nuka. I think that’s enough.” The pleasure had been building from all of the licking and he didn’t want to risk reaching his climax before the fun between them would truly start, he definitely hadn’t expected him to be able to reach his prostate. It was certain that Nuka was rather talented, more than he was aware of. And now it was time to take things to the next level between them. 

Nuka responded by pulling his tongue out, doing so slowly and carefully. From all the noise before and the strain in Banzai’s voice, it was safe to assume that he had done a good job. He saw that the hole was now shining with his saliva and looking slightly stretched open. 
“Don’t keep me waiting,” Banzai teased, swaying his rump a bit for the lion to see. 

The young lion didn’t need direct instruction on what to do as his natural instincts were already driving him to breed the hole presented to him by the hyena. 
He went up, gripped Banzai’s hips and after frustratingly sliding off his hole a couple times he steadied himself and guided his dick with one of his hands as he pushed it against Banzai’s entrance. 

“That’s it..!” Banzai encouraged, groaning and gripping the sheets when feeling his hole being spread around the lion’s maleness. Despite his age Nuka already had a nice size to him, darn blessed family genes, it stretched him out nice and good as it pushed inside. 
At the same time, Nuka moaned when feeling a soft hole surrounding his dick for the first time.

As the lion pulled out and thrust back inside the first few times the inexperience was clear, but steadily Nuka got into a more even rhythm and his thrusts got sharper and more deliberate.
It was quite a unique experience for Banzai as he could feel the young lion get better and better over time, he only needed to give him some tips every now and then rather than guide him through it like he had some other first-timers. 

Having gotten the hang of it, Nuka was able to really take in the pleasure of his shaft rubbing back and forth within Banzai’s tailhole, the both of them moaning out from their shared sensations. It took a bit to get to this point but now the hyena could really feel the influence of Scar in Nuka’s actions.Though a bit different, Banzai was being put through similar feelings, unable to stop himself from shuddering and moaning aloud. 

“Damn, are you sure this is your first time Nuka?” the gruff hyena complimented, considering for a moment that Nuka was more experienced than he let on. 
The lion himself was rather flattered, still holding onto Banzai’s while smoothly rocking his hips. While this was his first experience with anal sex every action made just felt natural to him. His body’s instincts drove him to thrust his cock in a bit deeper as well, an action that brought the both of them more pleasure. 

While they were having their continued fun, Kovu was moaning out as well, feeling Ed’s tongue rimming him deeply, the long and broad surface teasing much of his sensitive surfaces all at once. On top of that, the contact made to his prostate sent a sudden rush of pleasure into the lion, causing him to huff and squirm before squeezing down on the moving pink muscle. 
When Ed was certain that Kovu was properly prepared. As it pulled out, Kovu was actually a bit disappointed to have the pleasure end there, having enjoyed it more than he expected. 
“Aww…please don’t stop…” Kovu whined, then gasped as he felt something else being gently pushed into his tailhole

Ed had a feeling that Kovu would want more so he made sure to not keep the lion waiting for long. The lion hadn’t even realized that the hyena quickly repositioned himself, already having his tip easing inside of the tight hole. Though Kovu’s hole was plenty slick from his tonguing, Ed still made sure to insert himself carefully and slowly enough for the lion to really feel himself being penetrated for the first time. 

The young lion melted in pleasure as Ed sunk deeper and deeper into his tailhole, his untouched erection throbbed immensely and his mind went blank as the hyena brushed up against his prostate. 
Ed sighed deeply as well, having completely bottomed out inside of the lion. The two of them stayed in that position for a bit, letting each other feel the cock sitting deep inside of the soft hole, passively pulsing against the warm borders. 

Then Ed started to hump into Kovu, first sliding back slowly before pushing himself back inside. It slid in smoothly and touched the prostate again, getting the younger dark lion to raise his voice, feeling the hard throb of his own cock in response. 

The sex between them was a bit tender, with the hyena treating his partner gently. Though it felt good, Ed had plenty of self control. Keeping himself from getting carried away, the following humps that came were all steady and restrained, giving Kovu a certain amount of pleasure. Just enough to make the lion moan but not too much to overwhelm him. 

The lion himself was certainly enjoying himself, having his hole filled with Ed’s cock and feeling it gently rut him. He had taken notice of Ed’s treatment and was rather grateful, already trembling and unable to hold back a moan from another strike to his prostate. It sent a hard rush of pleasure through him, something that brought the hyena some satisfaction of his own. 

“F-faster…” Kovu muttered softly. Ed made a sound of confusion, asking the young lion to repeat himself. 
The feline did so, having taken a small breath first. A small blush came when getting himself to form the words again. “Please…go faster.”

Ed blinked but nodded, giving a grin to the other male. There was a small pause but he continued, and moved his hips faster just as the lion wanted. The moans coming from Kovu were getting louder in response to the heightened pleasure. Not only was the pace quicker but the humps had more power behind them as well, continually smacking their bodies together. Ed’s sounds of enjoyment were becoming more pronounced as well, sighing deeply as he slid his malness within the still tight tailhole, feeling it squeezing down with more firmness. Touching the prostate caused Kovu to jerk and clench down on it, sending a burst of feeling through the humping male’s body. 

In his own way Ed asked how it felt. “S-so good…” Kovu responded, being almost unable to form words.
Hearing this, the hyena nodded and focused on going further. The two of them moaned together, embracing their shared pleasure as the rutting continued. Kovu was especially basking in the building sensations, feeling it all becoming more intense the longer it went on. He could also feel the other male’s shaft spreading its warmth in the form of precum and the pulses against his walls that were easily felt at this point, making it clear how much the hyena was enjoying himself. 

It was all coming to a head with Kovu feeling his untouched length throbbing hard, having leaked quite a bit onto his own pelt. He strained from the continued humps, more strikes to his sensitive spots that were getting him all the closer to his climax. 
Ed wasn’t too far off himself but kept going, having his focus on the dark lion’s needs. His self control wasn’t just for keeping a certain pace but also had to do with his stamina. He was able to keep his climax at bay for a bit longer, aiming his next thrusts for the sweet spots that would fill Kovu with intense pleasure. 

“Aaah!” the dark lion cried out, being nearly overwhelmed from the continued stimulation given to his extra sensitive spots. A few more got his body to shake and a pleasured growl to leave him. Yet again, Kovu was cumming, shooting the ropes of his remaining seed onto himself, panting hard while riding out the strong pleasure that came from it. 

Feeling the furthered tightness of Kovu’s hole, Ed rocked his hips a few more times, groaning deeply as he came as well, pumping his load into his younger friend. While he felt the bliss of his orgasm, the lion was also being introduced to the sensation of being filled. The warm spurts that clung to his insides, more of it coming as the cock inside jerked and released a few more strings of seed. 

While Ed and Kovu had been having their fun, Nuka was really getting into it. Being behind and having a good hold on Banzai, the younger male was eagerly humping away. His grunts and the grouchy hyena’s moans sounded on the other side of the room. Nuka continued to let the pleasure and his instincts lead the way for him, doing whatever action that felt right. 

[i]Damn it, I was meant to be teaching him…[/i] Banzai groaned internally. But it seemed there wasn’t much that he could say at the moment. Nuka was doing a good job at rutting him, the pace was even and the cock itself was reaching in deep, touching his extra tender spots. Without being told, the lion was moving himself a bit faster or giving a sudden thrust that had more power behind it. [i]Guess the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree…
[/i]
In terms of pure talent Nuka had it in spades, it was only the small occasional slipup that reminded Banzai that he was with a first-timer and not an experienced partner. 
The young lion’s biggest flaw was his lack of creativity, but that was hardly something Banzai could hold against him given this was his first time, especially not when he was pushing him towards a hands-free orgasm from just fucking him into the ground.
 
For a moment, the hyena was almost certain that he was being rutted by Scar himself. Nuka’s motions were very similar and that same sense of sexual fulfillment was coming over Banzai, his body being rocked by the lion’s strong thrusts. Nuka huffed from reaching in so deep, having his length squeezed firmly by the clenches from touching the prostate repeatedly. 
Unable to hold back anymore, Banzai let out a surprisingly pitched moan, his body trembling as he came from being fucked alone, having not touched his own shaft once. 

The hyena’s climax got his tailhole to start clenching down on the lion’s length. Feeling the tighter hold, Nuka moaned out and thrust into it with more power, chasing after his own orgasm. Clenching his sharp teeth and growling deeply. Humping a final time brought him that strong sense of bliss again. While Banzai was still releasing his own seed, Nuka was cumming inside of the hyena’s ass, pumping the last of his own seed inside. The both of them groaned deeply, sharing the pleasure and the afterglow that came soon after, the lion laying on top of the older male. 

“I assume I did well,” Nuka chuckled, having himself comfortably close to the other male. 

“Was I supposed to be taking notes or something?” Banzai joked. “Either way I’ll give you a solid B+.”

Each pair were on separate beds, keeping their bodies close to each other. Their dad’s oral talents had taken a lot out of them and the two younger lions had only one round left in each of them after he was done with them. But that suited the pair of male hyenas just fine. Even though the sex was over between both parties, the older males still had more to teach the felines. One of them being the simple comfort of cuddling with their partner. 

“If it’s any comfort, kid. You’re not far off from your dad,” Banzai revealed while caressing Nuka gently. 

“You mean you and Dad?” the younger lion asked curiously. 

“Yeah. He wasn’t offering his tail either. I could already see a lot of him in you but that was something uncanny…in a good way,” the hyena chuckled.  
Ed and Kovu were walking as well, the hyena’s unique way of communicating being understood more and more by the other dark furred lion. While cuddling, they talked quietly about things. Ed also had some stories of his own, a few of them involving his father…

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Simba and Kopa were within the younger lion’s suite usually shared with Timon and Pumbaa. Being in his bed, he and the older male were both moaning out as they came at about the same time. The two of them had spent quite a bit of time frotting their erections together. This time, Kopa was putting in just as much effort, the both of them had been moving their hips, feeling the simultaneous climb of pleasure. 

“That was…amazing…” Kopa admitted. The more he tried out, the more he opened up. Feeling Simba’s cock humping against his own felt good in itself but grinding his own hips in addition to his brother’s actions took it to another level. For now, the two of them were coming down from their climaxes, Simba still laying on top of his sibling. 

The two were unaware of Timon and Pumbaa returning to the shared room, having finished their non-escort duties and wanting a bit of rest before going down to the lobby and servicing clients. Not expecting anyone to be inside, the meerkat and warthog hadn’t announced themselves. When opening the door and walking right in they got a full view of both golden lions on top of each other. 

“Well well…seems like you wanted to give Kopa some hands-on experience, eh Simba?” Timon teased seeing the pair and had them blushing quite a bit. 

“It’s all well and good to be lost in the passion, but not noticing other people in the same room isn’t a good idea.” Timon continued to tease. 

“Speak for yourself.” Timon and Pumbaa both yelped and jumped hearing Shenzi’s voice from behind them. She had sat on a chair by the door observing the young lions, the meerkat and warthog had completely overlooked her as they walked inside. 

The lions laughed at how spooked they got and having Timon not being as observant as he advised that they should be. 

“Nice to see you coming out of your shell, Kopa,” Pumbaa praised, knowing full well that the dark maned lion was still making progress with his confidence. The lion in question was blushing hard but nodded. Simba finally eased up and off of him, leaving the both of them lying on the bed. 

Timon and Pumbaa were able to see their persisting erections, knowing full well how easily the felines could bounce back. They looked ready for more and it just so happened that the meerkat and warthog were looking to get some fun in while they had some free time. 
“I hope we haven’t missed out on [i]all [/i]the fun,” Timon chuckled. 

“You guys could join in. Wanna try it out, Kopa?” the younger lion asked. Kopa did look a bit hesitant but eyed the pair again before nodding. He was still in a good mood from his time with Simba and was ready to try out more. 

“Look at you, Kopa,” Shenzi praised. She then turned to the pair of prey animals. “I’d say they have one round in them. They’ve been at it for a while now.”

“I can work with that,” Timon grinned, approaching the bed. “But first… I’ll let the two of you decide who you want.” Though the plan was to fool around with Pumbaa, he took no issue with suddenly spicing things up. 

“Kopa hasn’t gotten his first lay yet, maybe that’s something you could let him experience?” Shenzi suggested. 

“Lay?” Kopa asked, a bit confused. 

“You know…sexual intercourse…” Pumbaa helpfully explained, causing the young lion to mentally reboot with a massive blush on his face. 

Timon waved his hand in front of the lion’s vacant eyes without getting any kind of response.
“I think you broke him Pumbaa.” the meerkat snickered. Kopa definitely still had ways to go yet before he got over his shyness. 

“It’s alright, Kopa. Not that big of a step away from what we did,” Simba assured. Those words did the trick to snap the older lion out of his trance. 

“O-okay…” Kopa mumbled. He had to admit that it was fun fooling around with Simba so far. It only made sense to take things up a notch but the idea was still a bit daunting to him. 

“Don’t worry, kid. We’re all about taking things one step at a time,” Timon assured him. 

“Mhmm. No need to rush things,” Pumbaa added, having a more gentle approach. 

“Try it out, you’ll like it,” Shenzi joined in. Everyone poured their support into Kopa, wanting to see him overcome his anxieties. They would always be a part of him but the lion didn’t have to let them hold him back. Taking a deep breath, the older golden lion nodded and looked back and forth between the two prey animals. 

“Pick any one of us that you want,” Timon offered. 

After a bit of thought, Kopa weighed the options available to him and decided to pair himself with Pumbaa, the deciding factor being the hog’s friendly appearance and demeanor. 

Pumbaa nodded and approached, leading Kopa onto one of the other beds in the suite. That left Timon and Simba paired together yet again. The young lion had been secretly hoping that he would be spending his last round of the day with the meerkat, wanting to see if he could beat out the talented older male this time. 

Shenzi got herself comfortable, watching each pairing of prey and predator getting rather close. Already, the two beds were providing different experiences. Pumbaa was easing Kopa into their sex while Simba and Timon were both clearly eager. 

Pumbaa aimed to ease Kopa into true sexual intercourse. Having the young lion sitting on the edge of the bed, the much larger male was down on his knees, having his head in between the soft-furred legs. The lion was already trembling from the excitement, feeling the warm breath on his shaft. 

The older male eyed the length, having quickly realized that Kopa had quite the large cock on himself. Being about the same size as Simba’s in fact. Feeling the rise of his own eagerness, the chubby hog eased in and began to lick the predator’s maleness, drawing broad tongue along the warm and hard flesh. 

An instant moan came from Kopa, feeling the surface of Pumbaa’s tongue sliding along the underside of his lionhood. A shiver ran through him, racing through his spine. He had already felt the sensation of oral sex from Simba before but already he could feel the experience that Pumbaa wielded from his controlled actions. Some more licking was given, getting the flesh warmer and wetter with every new flick of the pink muscle. 

Kopa was already melting from the steady touches to his dick, feeling the tongue first smoothly tracing along the underside before the licks began to make contact with more of the lion’s length, his wide and thick tongue being able to cover a large area at once. While teasing orally, Pumbaa could already taste the precum that was dripping from the tip again. 

Taking things a bit further, his soft lips wrapped around the younger male’s tip, giving it another direct lick. Kopa was openly moaning at this point, his shyness starting to fall away from the pleasure. Being rather flattered by the feline’s reaction, Pumbaa began to push down and take the twitching erection into his mouth, still caressing it with his tongue with the goal of preparing it for what was to come. 

“W-whoa..!” Kopa exclaimed, feeling the experienced tongue giving continued attention to his lionhood. He had realized that the licks weren’t the same that Simba had been giving him earlier. It brought plenty of pleasure but was also lacking a certain something. 
This was purposeful, the chubbier mammal not wanting to end their fun too quickly. Over the years he had gained a skillful use of his tongue, being able to use it in ways that could only come from dedicated practice. 

When it was nice and wet, Pumbaa eased off the shaft, letting it pop free from his lips. Their eyes met and the warthog winked to the maned feline. Taking a moment to rise up and climb on the bed as well, Pumbaa was soon presenting himself. His large rump was on display for Kopa and he encouraged the gold furred boy to approach. 

Already wanting more, Kopa let his own desires lead his actions. Getting in position, he was soon behind the bigger and older male, eyeing the big and soft ass that swayed a bit. 

“I can already take you like this, but I think you should try out some rimming first. It’s a good way to prepare someone for penetration,” Pumbaa said. He was used to Timon doing the explaining, but the meerkat was currently occupied, leaving him to explain as their sex was progressing. As best he could, Pumbaa tried to explain what rimming was. 

Being clever, Kopa did realize what Pumbaa was trying to tell him and understandably he was apprehensive about having his muzzle close to the hog’s backside. 

“Don’t worry. I had some Pure Water, it’s all clean down there,” Pumbaa assured him. Kopa nodded and trusted the warthog that acted as his caretaker as well. Taking a deep breath, he eased in and placed his hands on the wide and soft cheeks, giving them some small rubs before he began to spread them both, soon revealing the soft hole in between. 

Just as Pumbaa said, getting in close brought nothing offputting. Putting the worry that still dwelled within him aside, Kopa dared to finally make contact with the soft tailhole, having his lips touching it. It was warm and smooth, twitching from the contact. He felt Pumbaa shudder a bit from the touch and knowing that the other male was enjoying himself spurred Kopa to take the next step.

Slowly, he began to lick over the tight entrance, swiping his textured tongue over the flesh that twitched in reaction, being joined with Pumbaa’s own soft sounds of pleasure. For a moment he had feared that Kopa would be lost. Timon was usually the talker of the two of them so his explanation wasn’t as in-depth and left a lot of pieces that the lion had to put together himself. But Kopa proved himself to have Scar’s intuition despite not being his son by blood. 

The licking continued, still being soft but getting a bit quicker in pace. Kopa himself was starting to become more at ease and put more effort into his tongue’s motions, having gotten the outside plenty wet with his saliva. Remembering what he was told, the lion gave a final lick before he started to push the appendage inside. 
“Ooaaahh…” Pumbaa moaned out openly, feeling it spread and fill his tailhole. Yet again, he got to feel the unique sensations that came from a lion’s specially textured tongue. Just having it slide in sent shivers up his spine. He could also feel that it had slid in a bit before pausing to drag along the soft walls, likely daring to get a taste for his interior. 

Indeed, Kopa dared press his tongue to the anal lining. Though he trusted the prey mammal, it was still a relief to discover nothing more than the simple taste of flesh. He had heard of Pure Water and its effects but had found it hard to believe. But sure enough it was perfectly clean inside, finding nothing but more soft hole when easing more of his tongue’s length inside. 

When having it all inside Kopa began to lick without worry, freely moving his tongue in an experimental fashion, getting more of a taste and feel for Pumbaa’s tailhole. It was tight around his probing muscle, clenching down as he explored, not realizing that he struck the prostate. Once having gotten a feel for the porcine’s insides, Kopa’s focus was on properly lubing the hole with his spit. He heard Pumbaa’s voice the entire time, reacting to his actions. 

Pumbaa felt his tailhole becoming warmer and wetter from the continued contact from the twisting and swirling tongue inside of it, having touched his prostate and other sensitive spots a few times. At this point he felt ready for proper penetration but saw no reason to rush the lion, especially enjoying the touch of a feline’s tongue. 

It just so happened that Kopa had gotten his fill on licking, his tongue starting to feel a bit tired. Slowly it dragged out of the plenty slick and slightly stretched tailhole. When it finally pulled out, a deep sigh came from Pumbaa. Kopa took a moment to collect himself, panting a bit himself. He didn’t expect such a simple act to be satisfying nor exciting. His shaft was twitching and leaking as well, making his sense of need quite clear. 

Yet again, the youthful lion let his inner desires guide his actions. He got behind Pumbaa and eased his body behind the bigger male’s. As best he could, the warthog talked him through it. Working steadily, Kopa was starting to get the hang of things, having gotten in a better position and lined his cock up with the hole. The first slow and careful thrust missed the mark. Pumbaa assured him it was okay and encouraged him to try it again. The lion did so and after another missed prod, the third careful thrust finally found purchase, having made contact before it started to push its way inside. 

The two of them shared a moan as the cock finally began to slide inside of the soft hole, being squeezed down almost instantly. The pleasure was strong for Kopa, this being his first time entering someone’s tailhole. And the licking he received before actually did well to get Pumbaa riled up as well, his own thick maleness twitching hard and leaking onto the bed. 
Despite his own lust, the warthog was aware that this was more for the learning lion than him. He kept his body steady and took deep breaths as Kopa pushed the rest of himself inside. The lion was already moaning out, finding that the hole was even tighter the deeper he reached in. After a slow drag back, the next thrust pushed his length inside with a bit more speed, smoothly gliding ahead against the soft interior. 

“T-that’s it..!” Pumbaa encouraged him. “Just keep going back and forth. And you can go faster when you’re ready.” 

Kopa nodded and followed the other male’s advice the best he could. For now he was steadily rocking his hips, just feeling his length being engulfed by a tight tailhole for the first time. He couldn’t stop himself from moaning or shuddering. Every simple motion made sent pleasure racing through him. The simple desire for more drove his actions going forward, simply rocking his hips in a continual manner. 

Doing so not only allowed him to hump into the soft ass but running over spots like the prostate again caused Pumbaa to suddenly clench down on him, increasing the pleasure overall. Shuddering and even growling a bit, the lion took his caregiver’s advice and began to hump faster and harder into the bigger male, feeling the pleasure rise when doing so. 
“You’re doing really well,” Pumbaa praised, feeling his body starting to rock back and forth from the lion’s humping. He was riding out the pleasure it brought him as well, his own moans getting louder just like Kopa’s. Not only could he feel the flesh reaching deep and pulling back over and over again, but he could feel the lion’s erection start to pulse harder and harder. 

He of course didn’t expect Kopa to last very long, this being first time doing something like this. From all the licking he had been given earlier, Pumbaa himself was getting rather close to his own limits, his breathing getting heavier and his own body twitching from the strong bursts of pleasure that overtook his senses. 

“I don’t think I can last much longer,” Kopa admitted, starting to blush. He was rocking his body a bit harder, instinctually chasing after that building sensation of his orgasm. Pumbaa encouraged him to keep going and even helped with a few purposeful squeezes of his own ass, getting the lion to make a surprisingly deep snarl. 
Just before reaching his limits, something within the golden lion cub spurred him to thrust as hard as he could, taking Pumbaa completely by surprise. His body was rocked harder along with the bed itself. Gripping his backside, Kopa gave it all he had before groaning out deeply, feeling his shaft pulse hard before he started seeding Pumbaa’s hole. Keeping himself lodged in deep, the lion rode out the strong bliss of his climax, feeling his shaft still being milked. 

It turned out that those hard humps had been more than enough to get Pumbaa off as well. The warthog was completely unprepared for the onslaught of rough humps and just as Koopa hilted, the chubby male was pushed over the edge, moaning deeply as he came onto the bed’s surface, his own length throbbing hard and spurting his essence. 

Meanwhile, Simba and Timon had been more eager with each other. Forgoing the rimming, Simba decided to apply some spit directly to his cock before pushing into the bent over meerkat. Timon grunted but was able to take it without issue. He was also aware of what the lion was trying to do. It was clear that Simba had learned much from his time here at the Outlands. The short mammal was aware that the lion was going to try and finally overwhelm him. 

Having learned that he couldn’t beat out Timon when it came to stamina, the golden lion was now attempting to brute force a climax out of his friend. Having fooled around with more of the escorts had introduced him to rougher forms of sex and he was certain it would be just the thing to beat the meerkat this time. 

“That’s all you got?” Timon asked teasingly baffling Simba, how could he be so unaffected by his rough handling? While it felt to Simba like his thrusts were rocking the meerkat a lot Timon was adjusting his body very subtly in response to Simba’s movements which blunted the majority of his assault. 
With his approach this was one battle that Simba would not win, Timon had learned to handle even the roughest of treatments from those bigger than him and turn the tables on them, the young lion would have been much better served going at a gentle pace and focusing on his soft spots. 

Seeing another chance to tutor the young lion, Timon continued to subtly move and work his own body to counter all of Simba’s actions. He was glad that Simba was gaining more skill but it wouldn’t be enough to overwhelm him, the young lion was still years of experience away from being able to do that. 
Being unaware of this and hearing Timon moan, Simba was certain that he was finally starting to beat the older male. He was aiming directly for the meerkat’s prostate with each thrust and was sure that he was hitting the mark every time. 

While Timon was feeling pleasure from the lion’s length pounding its way inside of him, his own motions were diverting most of the effect. Even the direct strikes to his prostate brought much less pleasure than it usually would. While enduring the lion’s onslaught, Timon himself was rocking his own body and giving some hard clenches down on the moving shaft. 

It took some time for Simba to realize that Timon seemed to be faring well despite how roughly he was being rutted. He had been caught up in the excitement of it all and hadn’t noticed until now. Comparing the older male to himself, Timon was about the same as he was when they started while Simba himself was panting and shaking. He was still young and all the hard humping had worn him out a considerable amount. On top of that, his own shaft was throbbing hard from the building pleasure, feeling it throbbing hard against the still squeezing walls. 

When he realized what Timon was doing, the lion wasn’t upset. Rather he chuckled a bit and realized that the meerkat had outdone him yet again. Taking it all in stride, Simba assured himself that he would beat out the experienced escort someday. While he still had some stamina in him, the lion slowed down and began to thrust into his caregiver in a more sensual manner. 

“Finally figured it out, huh?” Timon asked with a smug grin. 

“Y-yeah…” Simba grunted, feeling a bit silly. 

“Take my advice, kid. Sex isn’t a battle, it’s meant to be enjoyed. You’ll get there one of these days,” Timon assured him. Rushing to try and beat him out would only frustrate the young lion. Sex was meant to be something enjoyed, not some contest. 
Nodding in understanding, Simba used all he had left in him to simply hump into the meerkat, enjoying the pleasure that came from it. It made him feel better rather quickly and Timon himself had stopped his own moving, letting himself feel the younger male’s cock grinding its way inside of him. 

Between feeling Simba rutting him and his own hand having moved down to rapidly jerk his cock, Timon felt his own limits approaching. This time when his prostate was touched, it was done smoothly and he was able to take in the feeling of Simba’s large lion length filling his tailhole. It was exactly what he had been looking for. It wasn’t as much fun when every one of their sexual encounters would be devolved into a competition. Feeling the lion rocking his body harder and the shaft reaching deeper, Timon cried out and reached his peak first, still stroking himself while shooting his climax onto the bed. 
Simba felt no need to gloat or point out who came first. Instead he just embraced the pleasure that came from the tighter squeezes. Humping against them, Simba moaned out as well and was soon pumping a load deep into the prey animal, the two of them riding out their shared bliss. 

“See? Wasn’t that so much better?” Timon chuckled. 
Simba nodded, still panting hard while pulling out of the older male. Having given all he could between this and his earlier fun with Kopa, the lion was ready to just settle down. Feeling the same, Timon led him to the bed where Pumbaa and Kopa were already cuddling. 

“What are we gonna do with all these lions running around?” Timon joked. 

“I say the more the merrier,” Pumbaa grinned. 

Timon felt inclined to agree. It would be fun watching all the little furballs growing up into fine lions. He had the utmost faith in all of them. Of course he and Pumbaa would be there to keep them grounded and steered in the right direction. 

Sighing deeply, the pair of predator and prey remained gathered and close on the bed, sharing a deep sense of comfort and satisfaction. 
