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"Ben, dear, please turn that down!"

The white tiger cub sighed and replied "Yes, mom!", reaching for the remote and turning the volume down on his favorite movie. After eating dinner, Bengalic had done his chores and brushed his teeth as quickly as possible, as Fridays meant he could stay up past eight-thirty watching a movie. So, of course, he had put in The Lion King once again.

The Disney classic was the tiger cub's favorite movie - he knew all the lines, knew all the songs, enjoyed pretending like he could interact with the characters telling them what they should or shouldn't do - and often had the TV on too loud as he watched.

As it was, tonight he had turned the volume up as it was raining outside, which created extra background noise. Bengalic turned the volume down a bit as his mother had asked, though, and kicked another pillow off the couch as he settled back down to watch.

"And he's absolutely right. It's faaaar too dangerous. Only the bravest lions go there."

"Well, I'm brave! What's out th--"

"No, I'm sorry, Simba, I just can't tell you."

"Why not?"

" Simba , Simba, I'm only looking out for the well- being of my favorite nephew."

"Yeah, right, I'm your only nephew."

"All the more reason for me to be protective... An elephant graveyard is no place for a young prince--"

BOOM

"AAHH!" Bengalic almost jumped off the couch as a crash of thunder surprised him. "Mom?"

"Just a storm outside, Ben, it's alright."

"Okay," he said, but he paused the movie to go get a glass of milk anyway. He came back and watched the bath scene, flinching a bit when another burst of thunder sounded right as Sarabi told the kids Zazu had to come with them. But since he knew it was just the storm now, the moment of surprise turned into a little smile and then a laugh. Thunderstorms were fun when you're safe inside! He focused back on the movie, and a moment he was wiggling in anticipation as the opening notes of his favorite song started playing.

"Well, in that case, you're fired."

"Hmmm... Nice try, but only the king can do that."

"Well, he's the future king."

"Yeah. So you have to do what I tell you!"

"Not yet I don't. And with an attitude like that , I'm afraid you're shaping up to be a pretty pathetic king indeed."

"Hmph. Not the way I see it."

Bengalic then burst out singing at the first line of the song, getting an only-half-reprimand from his mom in the other room to 'keep it down', even though she thought her little tiger singing was rather cute.

"I'm gonna be a mighty king, so enemies beware!"

"Well, I've never seen a king of beasts with quite so little hair." (Of course, he didn't sing Zazu's line. Zazu was no fun.)

"I'm gonna be the mane event like no king was before! I'm brushing up on looking down; I'm working on my ROAR!"

BOOM

The TV gave a weird popping sound as the entire house went dark, the only sound now being the constant hiss of the falling rain outside.

Bengalic just stayed sitting on the couch, staring at the TV for a moment or two, before giving a pathetic "...aaawwww..." when it was obvious that the power wasn't going to just flip back on a moment later.

He heard his parents discussing something before his father called "Sorry about you movie, Ben. I guess this is Mother Nature's way of saying it's bedtime, little buddy!"

"Okaayy..." the young tiger said, though his still grabbed the remote and pressed the power button a few times, willing the TV to turn back on. When that failed, he huffed a bit and slid off the couch and went to go pick up the cushions he had kicked onto the floor in front of the TV.

He bent down to pick up the first pillow, shuffled to the second, and was bending over the third when he stopped mid-reach - something was wrong. There were only supposed to be two cushions. He stayed there, frozen for a moment at the unexpected dilemma until he noticed the tan-ish cushion was_breathing_.

His fur stood on end as he watched, making sure he hadn't seen things. Yes, it was lighting expanding and retreating. And, now that he inched closer, he could see the paws, muzzle, and tail pointing toward the TV; he had thought it was a pillow as it, a young lion by the looks of it, was curled up with its back to him. Definitely a cub like him and his friends. It wasn't like with lion friends, though, since it looked like this lion cub had four legs instead of two legs and two arms...

He edged around to get a better look at the feral lion cub's face, and gasped when he recognized it. "Simba!!" he breathed out in shock. He shaking reached a paw out toward the prince's face, but couldn't bring himself yet to touch his favorite character EVER. "...did you really just pop out of the TV?" he whispered.

The young lion didn't respond though, apparently unconscious. Bengalic reasoned that popping from an animated world into reality would probably knock anyone for a loop and decided to get Simba up off the floor and somewhere more comfortable. He reached under the prince's armpits - Wait, I guess they aren't really "armpits" if he doesn't have arms... "front-leg-pits"? That just sounds silly, he thought - and held the lion in front of him as best he could, taking the other cub back to his room.

He smiled as he carried Simba into his room - it was all designed to look like the Pride Lands! His carpet and walls looked like the savannah and open sky, and he bed was even designed like Pride Rock! He had to admit, his parents were kinda awesome like that. He hoped Simba would feel okay when he came to.

Bengalic flopped the front end of the unconscious lion onto his bed, as he couldn't do much more the way he had been carrying Simba, before swinging the prince's legs up onto the bed as well. He then climbed on to the bed behind the lion.

With just the background noise of the rain on the window, Bengalic started taking a closer look at Simba. The different body shape was fascinating to the young tiger, and he started feeling over the lion's exotic body, no longer scared of touching his idol after having carried the unconscious lion here already. His exploratory rubbing over Simba's back, sides, and legs eventually turned into a light massage as Bengalic reveled in the fact that his favorite character ever was now real, lying with him on his bed in his room!

A stirring groan from the lion made the white tiger cub's paws pop right off of Simba's tan pelt, hovering in midair as the prince slowly came to.

"...ooohh, my head..."

"...You okay there, Simba?" Bengalic asked, lightly letting his hands down to rest on the lion's side and cuddling up to the other cub.

"I... I think so... Where am I?"

"You're on Pride Rock!" the tiger happily proclaimed, before adding "Well, my version of Pride Rock, at least. My room is supposed to look like the Pride Lands - is it good?"

The lion lifted his head slightly to look around. It was and oddly closed-in space, but the effect did look a lot like the savannah, at least here in the dark. He definitely was not lying on a rock, though - it was soft. There was also something a little different about the tiger cub his back was to at the moment. "Okay... Who are you?"

"My name's Bengalic, I'm a huge fan of yours," he said, starting to happily rub the lion's sides again.

"Bengael-... Benagl-... Bengo-"

"Ben's fine."

"Aha, okay thanks." Simba still wasn't sure where he was, but the prince was familiar with fans and wasn't going to complain about one as nice (and warm) as this Ben was, especially with the little massage he was getting. Although... "Your front legs and feet look weird."

"That's because they're arms and hands," Bengalic responded, chuckling a bit as he hugged the lion to him.

"Oh." Well, that sounded obvious. Was it supposed to be obvious? Simba wasn't sure, but he decided to shrug it off and relax, enjoying being held and petted by the other cub. Both boys started purring lightly soon after, and after a little while Simba decided he wanted his belly rubbed. He could only half-roll onto his back considering he had already been lying up against Bengalic, but the tiger's paws - feet, hands, Simba didn't really care - were giving him suuuuch a good massage, he rolled as best he could into Bengalic and got one front and one hind leg up in the air.

Bengalic was pushed back slightly with the roll, but he smiled as he got the message and started rubbing the prince's tummy in earnest, which made Simba purr even more. As he relaxed, the lion's sheath started stirring a bit, which Bengalic noticed a minute later as he looked over Simba's feral body and noticed a hint of new color on the lion's lighter underside-fur.

He watched as Simba's member slowly slid into view, his mind starting to spin up a bit. He had pawed himself off several times before, and it felt soooo good... He thought Simba would probably enjoy the feeling as well; after another moment of thought, he reached down and wrapped his paw around the liondick, giving a little squeeze.

Simba gave a little gasp and Bengalic quickly let go. "Sorry - was that not okay?"

"No... I mean, 'no' to 'not okay', it's okay, you just surprised me... Heh, I didn't even realize it was coming out like that..."

"Have you... Have you never had it come out like that before?" Bengalic asked, grasping the member in question again.

"Yeah... I've seen my dad with some of the lionesses before, and it got hard then."

Bengalic just gave a simple 'mm-hmm' and started rubbing his paw slowly up and down Simba's little lionhood, causing the other cub to growl and shudder in pleasure a little bit.

"OoohOh Ben, that feels good..."

"heh heh You like?" Bengalic asked, jacking Simba off a just little quicker, as that was what he always did when pawing off.

Simba just nodded, murring as Bengalic's paw sent tingles radiating from his groin through the rest of his body. It occurred to him that when his dad mounted some of the lionesses in the pride, the motion of his hips must've been moving his dick in and out of the lionesses like the prince's member was now moving in and out of Bengalic's paw - though it was the tiger's paw moving against his hips, as opposed to his father's hips moving against the lionesses. Well, he could be like dad!

The young lion grunted and placed a paw on top of the tiger's to stop the (pleasing) mostion. "Hey, Ben, I wanna try it like my dad does, can you crouch on all fours for me?"

"Uh, sure." While Bengalic had pawed off before, he'd never seen anyone (Mufasa included) mating before, so he wasn't sure what Simba was thinking. But he liked Simba and knew the lion was kind and caring and - well, he was the hero character after all! "Anything for prince Simba!"

Simba rolled onto his feet, Bengalic following soon after. The white tiger cub then crouched down on hands and knees as the lion surveyed his new friend, prowling around him on the bed. He unconsciously licked his lips as he came around Bengalic's upturned rear, then hopped up and planted his front paws on the tiger's back.

"So... what are we doing now?"

"Well, I've seen my dad doing this with the lionesses... similar to what you were doing with your paw, but it'll be me moving instead of you." He pressed his crotch up against Bengalic's rump and purred at the feeling of warm, soft fur against his member. Then he started moving his hips forward and back, mrowling as the motion sent tingles shooting through his body again.

Bengalic blushed a bit as he felt Simba humping him, giggling as he felt the lion's dick sliding between his cheeks. It felt particularly new and interesting when the tip of Simba's member, which now felt like it was leaking a little pre, poked right at the base of his tail, sending a little jolt all the way up his spine each time the prince thrust forward.

They kept on like that for several minutes, the bed rocking slightly under them, until Simba (and even Bengalic to a small degree) was panting from exertion. For his part, Simba was definitely understanding why his dad was always quick each time with a lioness, but even as he was wearing himself out he didn't want to stop, it felt so good. He nonetheless slowed a bit just because he was losing energy, and that's when it happened: his angle changed a bit and his tip found Bengalic's tailstar.

Both of the moaned when the lion's tip poked into the tiger's hole and started edging in. For Bengalic, it hurt a little, but the sensation was so different than anything he had ever felt before, he pushed back a little with his hips, wanting to try it out some more. For Simba, it was tenfold more intense than before, the warm, tight, velvety confines of his friend's backdoor sending an absolute assault on his senses by way of his groin, and he pushed forward to get more of that mind-numbing feeling around the wider part of his feline cock.

Not long later, the lion's tool was hilted completely in Bengalic's rump, causing both of them to sigh as all motion halted for a moment. They stayed linked like that for a little bit before Simba started pulling out, groaning as the motion stimulated his member like never before. He didn't pull all the way out, not wanting to completely lose the feeling of Bengalic's tunnel around his dick, so when his tip was the last little bit left in the tiger he reversed direction and pushed himself all the way back in, earning a moan from his striped friend as he hit some special spot inside Bengalic.

"....Oh, gods, Ben, this feels so good..."

"...yeah..."

"I... I want to keep moving, but I feel soooo worn out already..."

Bengalic thought quickly. "Well, we can go back to me being the one moving. Here," he said, extending his arms and legs, lifting the lion on his back completely up off the bed. He then turned a bit and kinda-sat down such that Simba flopped back and was leaned up against the wall. Bengalic was careful to make sure the prince's member didn't completely slip out of him, though, and once he was sure the lion was comfortably seated up against the wall, he edged himself back down on Simba's prick, sitting down in the lion's lap.

"Just relax and let me ride you, okay?" he asked, pushing up with his legs and lifting himself slightly up off Simba's lap.

The lion nodded and managed to say "Okay," before moaning as the tiger slid back down his member, landing in his lap with a soft pat. Simba rested one paw on Bengalic's shoulder while the tiger used both hands - one on his own knee, one on one of Simba's knees - to control each rise and fall of his body on the lion's cock, his own leaking its pre steadily now.

Simba felt a warmth roiling up inside his gut as Bengalic bounced in his lap, the tiger's tunnel feeling absolutely amazing. The mewls his friend was making seemed to help that feeling grow. He was caught a little off-guard, though, when Bengalic let out an odd mrowl, dropping into his lap and not lifting up again. Simba felt something wet splatter on to his tail in front of them, but more importantly he felt the tiger's muscles squeeze suddenly around his lionhood, and all of a sudden that warm feeling in his gut felt like ti exploded.

He let out a cute little roar as stars started dancing inside his eyelids; he felt his member start to pulse inside of his friend as it felt like he was pumping something into the lion's bowels. His breath was caught in his chest for a few moments though, as the most intense part of the feeling racked his body, rendering near motionless (and near senseless) as all he felt was Bengalic's warmth and the pulsing of his dick.

Finally the wave of overwhelming pleasure ebbed, leaving him with a warm, fuzzy feeling as he relaxed against the wall, even as odd as it was for him to be sitting up on his rump like this. Bengalic relaxed too, sinking onto his lap and leaning back into him, both of them panting lightly.

"...So, Simba, how was that?"

"That... was... incredible..."

"Yeah... I've pawed myself off before, but that was way better... And that's the first time I've climaxed without touching myself."

Simba looked over Bengalic's shoulder and saw the blotches of white goop splattered on his tail and dripping from the tiger's member.

"heh heh... You made a mess!" the lion giggled, starting to feel a satisfied tiredness creeping over him.

"heh heh yeah... I bet you did, too!" Bengalic replied, easing himself up off Simba's softening member. It pulled free of the tiger's ass and Simba felt something drip on his crotch before Bengalic flopped down on the bed beside him, making him tilt over as well as he lost the support of the body that had held up to the wall.

"Oh, yeah..." Simba said, lifting a leg and examining his groin, seeing the slickness all over his member and dripping down to his balls. It felt weird as the goop started thinning and cooling on his bits.

Bengalic got an amazing view of the lion's crotch, and the sight of the prince's semen made him think of the times he had tasted his own after pawing off. "I can clean you up, if you want," he said, crawling up between Simba's legs.

"Oh, um okay. What are you - ooooohhhhhh..."

Bengalic elicited a moan from his feral friend when he gave one lick from the base of Simba's member up to the tip. The lion's juice was not quite 'earthy' in taste... almost 'grassy'. Maybe it was all the antelope. He liked it. He licked again, then took Simba's tip into his mouth, making the lion shiver as his now-hyper-sensitive member was played with.

The tingle was very different than before, almost uncomfortable, but still very pleasurable for Simba, which made his eyes droop a bit - even as his eyelids were already getting heavy as his afterglow faded.

Bengalic kept licking and sucking, also cradling the prince's furry balls in his hand as his thumb gently massaged behind those balls and around the lion's tailhole, occasionally fingering it. A few minutes later, Simba's flagging erection and crotch had been licked clean, with the cleaner licking his lips in satisfaction and the cleaned purring quietly - and now sleeping as well.

Bengalic smiled as he was the happy, peaceful expression on Simba's muzzle as he slept. The tiger cub gently repositioned the lion so that he could slide in under one of the prince's front legs, with both of their heads resting on his pillow. With his back to Simba's chest and the soft noise of rain against the window, Bengalic soon drifted off to a very satisfied sleep as well.