I know this one is uber short for me, but I'm not very good at writing this sort of thing. Anyway, hope it's alright.
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A Case of Mistaken Identity
Chapter Warnings: Incest(This will be my only incest fic EVER.) Furry MaleXMale Sex.
Simba knew what he needed to do now, he would run all the way back to the Pride Lands if he had to... But first he needed some sleep. At first daylight he would go back to his home... and face this past that haunted him. Simba was afraid it would be a restless sleep, and indeed it was, he had nightmares about the past. When he awoke once, he thought that he could see the figure of his Uncle Scar off in the distance. Rolling over, Simba faced the other direction, trying to fall back to sleep. It was only when he felt the breath of another tickle his mane, that he realized that he had not been imagining things. Quickly turning over to face the other male, a paw stepped over Simba's head effectively pinning him down. There was an intense staring contest, one male looking into the depths of the other. Finally the silence was broken by a single name,
"Mufasa," Scar whispered the name as if he was afraid that even uttering the name might rain death down upon him. Simba was somewhat startled to hear that name coming from his Uncle.
"I-I'm not-" Scar cut him off.
"Ssh, don't speak," Scar rubbed gently against Simba's face. What the heck? Why is he being so intimate with me? This is strange... Scar continued to rub him with his face. Moving so that the elder male was directly on top of him. Scar lowered his body to touch cores with his nephew. "Oh how I missed you so Mufasa, I never knew that I could wish you back to me, even after I pushed you away," now Simba was really confused. "I became jealous of your family... Of Nala when she took you away from me," Scar began nipping at Simba's neck, "You'll let me take the lead like I used to, right?" Simba was about to protest, but Scar didn't give him much time to respond. Scar was rutting against Simba, and unfortunately for Simba, it was arousing his male senses. The older male easily pinned the younger as he bit at Simba's neck to insure his submission.
As Scar began to enter him, pain filled the younger lion's hind region. Simba struggled, but it was of no use, only when Scar had finally sheathed his sword within the confines of Simba's scabbard, did he speak.
"Well, you aren't Mufasa are you? ...Simba... You naughty boy," Scar teased into his partner's ear. Simba's cries filled the air as Scar ruthlessly pounded into the young lion's tight sphincter. The feelings that were invading Simba were not unpleasant, but he felt as though it would betray his family to accept them. More and more he was slipping away to the insanity that was driving him wild. If it's just for a few moments... Simba thoughtto himself as the intensity of their passion heightened to a glorious climax.
Although Simba passed out at that time, when he awoke it was as if it had all been a dream... except for the semen that overflowed his entrance as he stood up. Now it wasn't just one truth he had to face about his path, but two. I can't believe my father did that with my Uncle.
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