Simba's new friend
It was a beautiful day in Pride Rock. The two lion cub's Simba and Nala were playing together as they always did. This time though, Simba felt something that was unknown to him when Nala pounced him. He didn't know this feeling or what to do. Struggling to get free Simba said "Get off, Nala! Your hurting me!" Nala jumped off of Simba and turned to the side. She was looking at a lion cub that she had not seen before.
The lion cub walked over to the two saying, "Wow, a brave lion girl! Ha! ha! You dont stand a chance against her!"
Simba didnt know who this young cub was and he definately wasn't starting off too good."Nala and I are only play fighting, if you must know."
The lion cub grinned and said "Nala! What a beautiful name. My name is Malka, can I play with you?"
Simba liked the name, but he didn't like the cub very much. He whispered to himself "Tsk, what a slimeball!" Malka was interested in the two cubs. He wanted to become close friends with them, especially the male. He had not seen any other male lion's in his pride, except for his father. His father had become a rouge though and left Malka to be raised only by his mother. Malka started to think about all the fun things him and the two could do together. He snapped back to reality and ran towards two hyena's that were stealing food from the Lions.
"What do you think your doing stealing food from lions? Go away! Grrr!" Malka alerted the lioness' and they chased after the hyenas as well. They praised Malka on their way back to the cubs.
Mufasa now next to Nala and simba says"That little cub is very brave!"
Simba rolled his eyes "He only saved a couple of half eaten bones!" Simba started to drift off now, only half listening to the conversation going on between his parents. He only caught a few parts, such as malka being seperated from his pride. "Maybe he just wanted to show off to other prides." Simba started to become disgusted, but quickly became alarmed and shocked when his parents said that Malka could stay until his pride was found. Simba now dumbfounded says "But what if we never find his pride?"
Mufasa answered first "Then he can stay with us forever..."
Simba started to think to himself "Forever!?"
"...and you will have a new brother," Sarabi added.
"I dont want him to be my brother," Simba thought to himself. "He's a right little show-off. Anyway, one prince is enough for this pride!" Simba quickly thought of a way to get rid of Malka.
Malka, still ecstatic asked "Will you play with me Simba?"
Simba grinned "Yeah. C'mon, ill show you my favorite little hiding spot." Malka followed behind Simba happily. A few times, he caught a peek of Simba's tailhole and balls. He wasn't sure why he was noticing Simba alot more then any other cub.
Malka blushed lightly and continued to follow Simba. He had so many questions, and he couldn't resist asking them. "Simba, do I look cute to you?" Simba stopped and turned to Malka
"What?"
Malka smiled and became more excited, dashing and jumping on simba. "I think your cute!" Simba pushed Malka off of him, raising his eyebrow and growling in a low tone.
"Thanks? Anyway lets continue." Malka started to think about Mufasa. In a way, he reminded him of his father and simba was already like the brother he always wanted. Malka became ecstatic again and said "The great king Mufasa wont regret letting me stay in his pride. Now he has two brave and strong sons!"
"But hopefully not for long," simba thought to himself.
Looking around, Malka started to become worried "It really is great here but um...how do we find our way back?"
"Not a problem, Malka" Simba knew that he could easily find his way back, but Malka would have a hard time. "This is a perfect place for playing hide and seek. Ill hide first and you come and find me, ok?"
Malka nodded "Oh...ok, simba."
Simba dashed off and started to leave, thinking of how easy it was to trick Malka. After a few seconds he heard Malka calling out for him. He giggled to himself and continued, only to hear Malka's calls turn into pleads for help. "uh-oh...sounds like Malka is in trouble." Simba knew that Mufasa had placed him in charge of Malka. He would get in great trouble if something happened. Simba turned around and ran back towards malka, only to see him crying.
"I thought you were in trouble, whats wrong? Why are you crying?" Malka looked up and towards Simba
"Because im really scared!"
"Scared of what?"
"Everyone thinks im clever and brave, but i always get lost. I've lost my pride so many times and every time i get scared. Now, i thought i had lost you." Simba moved closer to Malka and sat next to him.
"I wouldn't leave you Malka, I'd promised dad I'd look after you." Simba moved his paw to Malka's cheek and wiped the tears from it. "Besides, I wouldn't really mind you staying around alittle longer."
Malka turned his head to the side "Your just saying that. Im sure im just a slimeball to you." Simba scratched the back of his head.
"Er...your not. Im sorry if you heard that." Simba let out a deep sigh. "I was jealous i guess." Malka looked up
"Were you really?"
Simba frowned. "Yeah." Malka smiled and nuzzled simba.
"Well, i forgive you!"
Simba's frown quickly turned into a smile. "Oh, and to awnser your earlier question...you are cute to me." Simba started to blush lightly, and so did Malka.
"Im happy you think so," Malka said. Simba purred and slowly wrapped his tail around Malka.
"Do you think Nala is cute?" simba asked. Malka giggled
"She is, but i think your cuter." Both simba and Malka were hesitant. After a short while, Malka smiled and jumped on simba again.
Simba started to growl again and pushed off Malka "What are you doing?"
"Pouncing," Malka said while getting ready to try again.
"Why?" Simba asked confused.
Malka, charging again said "You said you would play with me, and you got to choose the game last time."
Simba moved out of the way this time. "Im tired of playing that."
Malka looked disappointed. He started to think of another game he and Simba could play. "I know! We can play this secret game that dad taught me!" Simba looked confused
"Secret game? How do you play?" Simba asked curiously
Malka became excited again. "I haven't played with anyone other then my dad, but it should be easy with you! Simba, get down on your back."
"Ok, but you better not try anything funny." Malka walked infront of Simba, looking down at his sheath.
"Dad always loved it, so im sure you will too!" Malka moved his maw down to simba's sheath and took a quick sniff, taking in simba's scent. Simba was much different from Malka's father. His father's scent was much more strong, and his cock was bigger and black instead of pink. He had become acustomed to his father's musky scent. Malka didn't mind the differences though. He moved his maw to simba's chest and started to lick it. Simba started to feel the same thing he felt earlier when Nala pounced him. He noticed that the "thing" hanging on him was getting bigger. He pushed Malka off of him and blushed slightly
"What did you do? Whats happening to my...um...thing." Malka stared at Simba for a quick moment and then laughed.
"When it gets big like that it means you like whats going on alot. That "thing" is called your cock. Atleast, thats what my dad told me. He was a wise lion."
Simba shivered "It feels weird." Malka frowned
"Do you want to play something else then?" Malka asked. Simba thought before he answered. He knew that he must of truly been like a brother to Malka if he would play a game with him that he only played with his father. Playing the game wouldnt be bad if Malka remembered good times with his father. Simba sighed and smiled
"Dont tell me your giving up already!" Simba said as he got back down on his back. Malka smiled and walked up to Simba's tailhole, leaning forward and licking his muzzle.
"This cant be that bad of a game,"Simba thought to himself. He purred and wrapped his paw around Malka. Malka continued to lick simba, moving from his muzzle to his chest fur. Simba's fur was much thinner then his dads, and Malka could get straight to simba's flesh. Malka felt something poking at him and he looked down to see Simba already fully erect. Simba looked also, noticing the change. He blushed and looked up at Malka who was currently moving down towards Simba now erect cock. Malka took simba's length in his paw and starting to stroke it. He continued downwards and moved his muzzle to Simba's balls. Malka didnt hesistate and he licked them. Simba, now starting to moan, placed his paw on Malka's cheek.
"You were right Malka, im enjoying this game." Malka giggled and continued to lick Simba
"I told ya. This is just the beginning though. Alittle later and you will cum." Simba looked confused again
"Cum?" Malka couldn't help but laugh and moved his maw above the lion cock.
"You'll see." Malka didn't say anything else, and he didnt give Simba the chance either. Malka took in the tip of the lion cock, immediately sending Simba into a world of pleasure. Malka handeled Simba's cock carefully. He made sure to avoid his barbs.
"Malka...this feels so good." Malka purred and continued, licking around Simba's cock. Simba was already leaking pre, and Malka didnt hesistate to swallow it. Simba seemed to have a sweeter taste then Malka's father.
Malka went slightly deeper on simba. He wanted to get Simba to roar in pleasure like his father did. Malka sucked his hardest on Simba, waiting for that one special moment. He knew when that moment came, when simba came, he would definately be able to tell the difference in taste between the two. Simba started to pant heavily.
"Malka...i think i have to go to the bathroom, badly!" Simba started to get up but before he could, his cock started to pulse and he shot short waves of cum violently into Malka's maw. Malka was ready, and he swallowed most of Simba's cum. Simba couldn't say anything, and just sat still while his orgasm went on. When Simba finally finished, Malka pulled himself off.
"That was great Mal-" Simba was interrupted when Malka moved forward and gave simba a kiss, sharing with him the little bit of leftover cum. Simba swallowed his cum only to make a face of disgust. He broke the kiss and started to cough
"What was that, Malka?" Simba asked quickly. Malka just laughed
"Thats your cum. Its like pee, but it only comes out when someone is making you really happy." Simba purred and took in what was just said. He laughed and jumped on Malka, pinning him to the ground. "Dont you think we should be returning to pride rock, Simba?"
"Mmm, no." Simba licked his lips "I didnt have my turn yet." Malked blushed and gave simba a quick lick as he slid down to Malka's cock. It was already fully erect. Unlike Simba's, Malka's cock was black. It also had a somewhat stronger scent then Simba's. Simba immediately started to lick at Malka's length. He didn't enjoy it much and so he decided to just suck on it. Simba took Malka in fully, not knowing about his barbs. He felt something sharp and pulled off of Malka.
"Simba, are you ok? You have to look out for those, they can be dangerous." Simba recovered quickly and nodded. He wrapped his maw back around Malka's very stiff lion cock.
"Wow, Simba. I havent been the one in this position yet..." Simba felt happy on the inside, moving deeper but avoiding the barbs. He was trying to copy Malka's movements.
Malka was in a world of his own. He loved the feeling of sucking off another Lion, and he apparently loved when another lion was sucking him off. Malka was interested in Simba and wondered what he would turn out to be one day. Would Simba be a king, or would he turn out like Malka'a father?
Simba continued to work on Malka. He still wasnt enjoying the taste very much. He did want to try this with Nala after he was done though. Malka was purring from Simba's warm tounge. Simba had caught on pretty quickly. After only a minute of Simba sucking Malka's lion cock, he shot his load into Simba's maw without warning. Simba started to choke on the bitter tasting substance and pulled off, letting the rest flow onto his fur.
"Wow, Simba, you were really good." Simba blushed and smiled.
"Thanks, so were you. Did your father really teach you that?" Malka nodded
"Yes, he did. I saw a pair of lions do it and i begged him to teach me what it was. After about a zillion trys, he taught me." Simba became excited, wanting to know if his own father would teach him.
"We should return now!" Simba said as he dashed off. Malka nodded and followed behind happily, wondering what simba was thinking about.
"Wait up! We should wash first, Simba!"
*This is one of my shorter stories. This one was sorta rushed so sorry if i disappoint. I dont own any of these characters, they are from Disney's The Lion King. On a side note, The final story ill be making is Freshman Love 7. After that im done D: Untill then enjoy the stories i come up with*