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With a resounding cheer, Jack and Kovu bounded into the staging area quite literally shaking their pompoms. The two males were dressed in identical cheerleader outfits, made up of poodle skirts and shirts with deep V-necks, as well as thin, athletic-style white socks that came up to their knees although their toes were still bare and as alluring to their husbands as ever. Each carried a color-matched pompom in each paw, and they bounced and paraded as if performing a series of cheers for their athletic hero husbands.

Joe chuckled at Simba's reaction when it became clear, after a series of jumps and high-kicks that the "girls" were not only completely naked underneath but also more than a little aroused. The great lion, his cock still firmly gripped in one paw, hissed a little through his teeth as the young citra at his back leaned in to nuzzle his neck, while his partner moved the great lion's paw to his own bare crotch and began to move himself against it. Whatever else might be said of citras, they are notoriously and surprisingly well-endowed in comparison to their size. Even more, they seemed to produce as much pre-cum as most males would give up only when they had their full orgasm. Simba's pawpads were quite well slicked up by the time that his husband came up to kneel next to his chair.

"What do you think, hon? It looks like you're making quite a power play." Kovu reached down to caress his husband's length. "I think we're ahead."

"But we have home-field advantage," Jack piped up, kneeling next to Joe and, without further comment, took his husband's length fully into his mouth. The indigo-furred wolf grunted in pleasure as his husband's lips bumped up against the top of his slowly-forming knot. Simba noticed that the canine's own pair of citras were performing similar services, with the small yellow-furred creature at Joe's hindpaw beginning to grind against it as well.

"Time to bring on the A-Team," Kovu grinned into his husband's face, then buried his own muzzle deeply into Simba's crotch. It was all the great lion could do to keep from roaring out from the sheer pleasure of it. He was so engrossed in his husband's attentions that he barely noticed that the citra who had been massaging and nibbling at his neck had moved around to the side of the chair and was now almost entirely under Kovu's cheerleader skirt. The chocolate-maned lion let loose a brief cry of surprise.

"Are you okay, love?" Simba asked.

"I'm... he's... oh my darling husband, this one's talented..."

Jack had paused just for a moment himself, and Joe grinned as he explained. "Full" the fox tried "service. Oh my gods..."

"Our husbands deserve a little something too, don't you think, Simba?" the wolf chuckled as both Jack and Kovu resumed their attentions with even more enthusiasm than before. "I'm sure that you'd... mmf... agree?" Joe leaned back, flexing his hindpaw for the citra's benefit even as Jack continued to suck him quite expertly.

"Absolutely," the great lion grunted. He'd rarely felt his husband be so enthusiastic; whatever the citra was doing under that skirt, it had every last bit of Kovu's attention that wasn't being paid to his husband's cock. The other feline was whimpering and whining quietly even as he continued to fill himself with Simba's cock. Nearly whimpering, the great lion managed to say to their host, "Hector, your... urf... staff are quite skilled."

"But of course," the tailor smiled easily. "It would be improper for us to let any customer feel that they did not have the perfect fit. And to fit best, one must be prepared, no?"

"Pre-" Simba nearly gulped "-pared?"

"Naturally." The panther grinned knowingly. "You did not think that your husbands were done trying things on, did you?"

It was then that Simba remembered that Kovu rarely whimpered quite this much, or showed so much adoration of his cock... except when he was being well and thoroughly rimmed...

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