“Daaaad!” yelled the boy, as he waited in his room, fresh out of the shower, smelling like mango and only covered by a wet towel. 

Today was a special day, he’ll go out with his father to have fun. They would attend a fancy costume party with a lot of people. He had even washed inside his sheath, as his father had taught him. He didn't know why, but his dad told him that whenever they went out to some important place or event he should wash completely.

A moment later, a lion in his thirties opened the door to his son's room, carrying a pink dress in his hand. He stretched the cloth and presented it to his son, showing the front with its lace and bows, and the rear with delicate transparent wings.

“What?! I will not wear that!" cried the little lion.

"Javier, honey, it's a costume party." the adult replied, in a warm voice.

"But ... it's a girls' costume, plus it's pink ..." the boy muttered, lowering his head.

"Haha! That's the magic of a costume party! Nobody cares if you are a boy or a girl! The only important thing is to go with a cool disguise," assured the huge lion, hugging his son.

“I don’t know, dad… I don’t like it,” said Javier.

The father knelt beside his son, placing his huge hand on the little boy's shoulder, "Son, do you remember the last costume party I took you to?"

"Yes, the one you were dressed as a fairy godmother," the boy muttered.

"That's right! We all had a lot of fun, didn't we?" the adult asked, smiling.

"Yes... it was fun. I remember many friends of yours coming by to say hello and inviting you to dance," replied the little lion.

"And you and aunt Clara had a lot of milkshakes," the adult exclaimed, gesturing with his hands.

"We stayed until someone spilled their milkshake on the back of your disguise!" the boy remembered.

"Haha Yes! Most of my friends like to dance very hard," replied the father, a little blushing.

"You danced so much that your legs were shaking and you could barely sit up!" Javier said between giggles.

"You see! It will be fun! We'll have a great time!" exclaimed the great lion.

"Okay let's go!" answered daddy's boy.

"That's my party boy!" the father roared with excitement.

The boy agreed to wear the dress and changed with the help of his father. Then the adult lion went into his room and put on a black tank top and an orange skirt. They were ready to go.

When both cats were about to get into the car, the big lion leaned over to accommodate the seat for his child. That was when Javier realized about that huge yellow fur butt and a couple of hairy balls in front of him, his father was not wearing underwear.

“Dad! You are naked!” said Javier, grabbing and pulling his father’s tail.

“I-It’s a prank for a special friend!” replied the father raising his voice a little when he felt someone touching him.

Javier giggled, “Okay let's go!”

A leisurely twenty-minute drive through the bright city brought them to the industrial zone. A dark, silent, and sparsely populated place at night. The car stopped in front of the offices of a huge packing company. The adult lion got out of the vehicle, opened the door for his son, and helped him out.

The instant the big lion closed his car door, a long, thin hand came to rest on his shoulder, gripping him firmly. Turning around, the cat had in front of him a tall bat dressed in black leather clothing, tattoos on his face, and a cigarette lighting his muzzle.

“Hello, pretty girl, have you come to work?” asked the stranger to the lion, smiling and blowing a puff of smoke on his face.

Javier's father gently removed that big hand from his shoulder and replied, "I'm sorry, pretty boy, but I've come to visit my owner."

The bat, not accepting the refusal, grabbed the lion's buttocks with both hands and pulled him against his pelvis, forcing them to bump their crotches and making him feel a long and warm bulge that was marked on his pants along his right leg, "Come on, bitch, I have eight children, I assure you that you will have a better time with me and you will return home with a warm and swollen belly."

“Dad…what do you mean with your owner?”

“Dude, let me go! I said no!” growled the lion.

"Come on, don't be difficult, if you want I could fuck you right now against your car," said the tall guy without letting go of the other man.

A huge figure approached the three who were next to the only car in the place. While it was slightly shorter than the bat, the muscles in its arms were thicker than the head of the flying mammal. "Get your hands off my female, right now," the big man growled.

The bat looked at the stocky man who had approached them while, with one of his hands, he squeezed the lion's butt, "Who the fuck are you?"

The adult lion groaned and looked scared at its owner.

"I already asked you nicely, let go of my female, or I will smash your snout against the ground so many times that your teeth will be scattered all over the place,” the man said, in a low tone almost growling, and he moved closer to the group, letting himself be illuminated by a nearby streetlight.

The bat saw the tiger and his back twitched, he withdrew his hands from the lion's body, took two steps back, "All yours!" he said scared and withdrew from the place at a brisk pace.

The tiger wrapped his huge arm around Javier's father's neck to hold him, and kissed him, plunging his tongue possessively into the other male's mouth, caressing, squeezing, and scratching him lightly with his free hand.

The little lion stared at how the huge stranger did whatever he wanted with his father. The boy had already seen how other men did the same with his father. He had told him that that was the way his friends greeted him, although sometimes they were very violent and those attitudes scared Javier.

The tiger released the lion and looked at the little cub smiling, "You brought little Javier to the party!, Good female," said the big cat, outlining a huge smile that showed all his teeth and revealed a trickle of drool that dripped till the chin, product of the previous kiss with his lover.

"Sir, will you come with us to the costume party?" asked the little lion as he shyly hid behind his father.

The tiger knelt down and squeezed the little boy's cheek in a friendly way, "Boy, I'm the party organizer! And let me tell you, the costume you're wearing is fantastic!" the big cat replied, licking his lips.

"I dressed pretty for you too, daddy," the grown lion moaned.

The orange feline got back to his feet and patted Javier's father on the cheek, "Dani, you always dress well for me, and I promise I'll make it up to you as you should while your son has fun with my guys," replied the tiger.

"Will there be other kids at the party?" Javier asked excitedly about the idea.

"My boys are... a little older than you, but I'm sure you guys will have a good time!" replied the tiger.

"Come on then! I already want to meet them!" exclaimed the little lion.

The tiger smiled, glancing at his female, "You heard the little one, let's go!"

The three of them began to walk along the grimy sidewalks of the industrial zone. The little lion was a few steps ahead, while the other two adults talked. The tiger's hand was firmly gripping his lioness's rear, while his index finger stroked and dug into her anus.

"It was fun seeing you with that idiot on you," the tiger whispered in Dani's ear.

"That bat? It bothered me a bit... my master hadn't told me anything about having fun by myself before seeing him," replied the lion.

"I admit I wanted to stay and watch him rape you, but ... we were getting late and the gang is overexcited because of the gift I bring them," the tiger said laughing.

"I'm an obedient girl and I'm always willing to do whatever my master wants ... as long as you give me a couple of weeks before forcing me to take your mastiffs again, my insides still burn..." Dani moaned.

The tiger laughed again, "I still remember the screaming, Hunter and Killer had a lot of fun that night!"

"Yes, Killer had his fun..." said the lion, stroking the scar from a bite on his left shoulder.

"Don't be a crybaby. Tell me, have you fucked your boy before?" asked the tiger, pointing to the little lion walking in front of them.

"No, I have never touched him. But... a couple of weeks ago, he invited a classmate from school to sleep at home, an armadillo, and after I went to bed I heard some moans. When I looked into his room I saw how he buried his face in his pillow while his friend rammed him like crazy… I don't know if that was his first time,” the lion explained in detail.

The tiger smiled and gave his female a strong slap on the back that made her stagger, "It's amazing! He came out as a whore as his father!" the feline said aloud.

"But only one lion is obeying you, master," Dani assured.

The group stopped in front of a large alley next to a box factory that connected two streets. In the middle of the alley, there was a flickering street lamp that illuminated a group of four people, dressed in black leather, drinking beer and smoking.

The tiger called out to the little lion while lighting a cigarette, "Boy, the main entrance to the party is there, where those four are. Just tell them Bran sent you and they'll let you in," the orange feline explained.

Javier glanced down the alley with the four guys, and then looked at his father, "Daddy, should I go?" asked the boy, somewhat uncomfortable.

"Yeah honey, go get us a table, we'll wait a minute here because... uuh... because you can't smoke inside!" the adult lion replied with the first thing that came to his mind.

"Okay, daddy," the little lion nodded and headed towards the gang.

One of the men in the alley, a rat, was enjoying the last of his cigar when he heard small footsteps approaching them. Turning his head he observed a little lion in a pink princess dress with transparent butterfly wings. The rat gave a growl to warn the other three companions of him and stared at the boy.

"Did you miss something around here, brat?" asked a white ferret, with a green crest, earrings, ear piercings, and carrying a bat with nails on the end.

Javier's eyes widened as he looked at the crooked and stained nails on the bat. Is that blood? "H-hello, sir..." the boy replied, stuttering.

Another of the men, a Doberman dog, who was bare-chested and with both hands in his pants pockets, approached the boy and leaned down until his head was level with the boy's head, "What?"

"Uuh... m-mister Bran sent me, could you let me into the party?" the cub asked, trembling.

A raccoon laughed as he approached the boy, pulling off the hood of his black sweatshirt, "This is the gift the boss told us about! Welcome little one, here's the party!" the man yelled, spreading his arms.

"Thanks!" Javier exclaimed, then he looked both ways at the walls of the alley and the only thing he could see similar to an entrance was the gate of a service entrance that seemed very well closed. "Hmm... Where is the entrance?" the boy asked, looking back at the raccoon.

"Oh! The entrance is around the corner, on the other street! But before we let you in, we have to check you out," explained the raccoon.

"Check me out?" the boy asked, confused.

"Yeah! You know, so no one brings anything dangerous or illegal into the party. That's what we're here for," replied the gang member.

"Yes... I guess you're right, what do I have to do?" the little lion asked again.

"Just stand against the wall and spread your legs, simple! We'll take care of the rest," explained the raccoon kindly.

The boy nodded and leaned against the wall next to the rat, spreading his legs, and stared at the brick wall in front of him, waiting.

“Can I knot him?” asked the doberman.

"Sure, but if you want to do it you're going to be last, I don't want to fuck a ruined hole... again," said the ferret.

"What ?! And having to feel the cum of the three of you?" growled the canine.

The rat stubbed out his cigarette against the wall and sat up, unfastening the belt of his pants, "That's the way it is if you want to knot him, Paul. I'm not going to wait half an hour to get laid," clarified the rodent.

“Fuck!” yelled the doberman, and kicked the ground.

"Do I have to do something else?" Javier asked while he waited.

"Shut your mouth," the ferret responded aggressively.

The little lion gulped and closed his eyes, "Sorry!" he murmured.

"Well... who wants first? I'm in no rush, last night I attended my cousin's birthday and I fucked two of her friends," explained the raccoon, letting out a laugh.

"So I'm going to-" the rat began to speak and to approach the little lion but was abruptly interrupted.

The ferret stepped forward, putting one of his hands on his partner's chest and pushing him to get behind the boy, "I'll go first, fag." he growled.

The rat rushed to put a hand against the wall to avoid falling to the ground, steadied himself, and put a hand to his belt, grabbing his knife, "What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you looking for a stab?" The man yelled.

The raccoon hand hastily rested on the shoulder of his rodent companion, stopping him before he proceeded with the conflict, "Man... relax, you go second, okay?"

With a spit, maliciously thrown to the ground near the ferret, the rat laid down his knife quietly, took out another cigar and lit it, then walked away from the group.

Putting aside the performance, the ferret lifted the boy's dress, and put both hands on the buttocks of the little lion, and squeezed, enjoying between his fingers the soft young flesh, "Top quality merchandise!"

"Sir... will it be over soon? You're hurting my butt," the puppy groaned.

The ferret laughed as he licked his lips, unable to keep the drool from spilling onto the wings of the cub’s dress, "Does it hurt?" asked the man, letting go of the boy’s ass so he could pull down the pink thong that his father had put on him, and enjoying the little hole in front of him, "Wait till I pop your cherry," said the mustelid.

“M-My cherry? Do you have to do that to let me in?” asked the little lion.

“You’ll let me in, slut,” said the ferret, before throwing a precise spit into the boy's anus.

The boy tried to move when he felt the thug's saliva on his private parts, "That's gross!" he moaned.

The ferret unzipped his pants and pointed that long tube of meat, already hard and completely out of its sheath, spat on it, and with one hand settled it on the entrance of the cub, “Let me fix that,” growled the adult.

“Yes, please… It feels warm…I already washed there, “ the boy replied, letting out a sigh.

“Good! That’s a plus!” replied the ferret, his voice trembling with excitement. The man grabbed the boy's hips with both hands and rammed him.

With a violent movement, the long tube of hot, slimy meat disappeared into the bowels of the little lion, lifting the cub's feet off the ground as the ferret straightened his back. A heart-rending scream echoed through the alley as Javier felt the excruciating pain of a fully developed penis forcing its way through his tight insides. 

“DAAAAD!” the boy yelled as soon as he caught his breath, keeping his eyes closed and overflowing with tears. His little claws marked the brick wall on which he was being raped.

From the entrance of the alley, the tiger was manhandling his female while they heard the howls of the cub, “Did you yell just as loud the first time a real male took care of you?" Bran asked as he held the boy's father against the wall closest to him.

"N-No, owner... I was twenty-three when my uncle penetrated me for the first time," Dani replied, leaning his chest against a paper poster on the wall, and lifting his tail to feel his master's bulge.

The big tiger unzipped his pants and took out his thick still soft cock, grabbed it with his hand, and hit the anus of his female with it, “I still can't believe how a whore like you got someone pregnant!” said the orange feline, chuckling.

"Daddy... I forgot the lube in the car," Dani said, shaken at the feel of his alpha’s huge cock.

"Easy, my girl. A little saliva will be enough," Bran replied, spitting his own member, helping himself with his hand to moisten his masculinity, which became firmer and firmer.

"No, please! I need a lot of lube to take you, and even then it's hard!” exclaimed the lion, turning his head to look at the tiger.

Abruptly, Bran grabbed the lion's face and pushed it back against the wall, holding it there, "Be a good female and deal with it. Or you can join in with your boy's screaming. I love to hear whores scream," replied the tiger with a mocking tone, and pierced his bitch’s hole.

“OOOOH GOD NOOOOO!!!”

The ferret let out a howl and detached himself from the puppy, dropping him to the ground, with a thread of semen connecting Javier's raped ass with the now flaccid mustelid penis. The little lion's anus had been reddened and inflamed, dripping the thug's white gift. The kid’s legs were trembling and still spread, feeling slight relief from being in direct contact with the night wind. His face was wet with tears and it was difficult for him to make any sound after the loud screams emitted, to which no one had attended, a few minutes before. A strong smell of urine turned his stomach, making it clear that, in the same place where he had been raped, someone had emptied his bladder earlier.

With his hand, the man scooped up the rest of the fluids that were still dripping from his cock, and threw them on the cub's back, "Did you hear that? It seems your faggot father is being put in his place too," said the ferret with a mocking tone. Then, he put back his genitals in his underpants and zipped up his pants again.

The rat threw his cigarette on the ground and walked over to the little lion, grabbed his arm, and lifted him off the ground, "My turn," said the rodent.

"I already left him lubricated and warm for you, enjoy it, fagot. I'll go buy some beers," said the ferret, making fun of his partner again and leaving the alley.

"Please... it hurts," Javier said, clutching his belly with his free hand, still feeling a strange sensation of discomfort in his gut, and a strong wet burning in his anus.

"Sorry, kid. I'll be gentler," replied the man, with his hoarse voice and tobacco breath, as he lowered his pants revealing a member much shorter and somewhat thicker than the ferret.

"But I don't want to... please," the cub pleaded, shaking himself and shedding a few tears again.

The rat sighed, and stroked the boy's head to calm him down, "Hey... what's your name?" Asked the rodent.

"M-My name is Javier," replied the little lion, calming down.

"My name is Ronald. Look... you're going to have to get used to this because it won't be the last time," the rodent explained.

"Couldn't we do something else?" Javier asked again.

The rat spread the boy's buttocks, making him whimper in pain as he felt his skin stretch. The man looked at that abused hole moistened with the white ferret seed, leaned his penis on it, and sighed. "Sorry, little one, I really need this," Ronald replied.

“No! Please, Ronald! AAAH!! HMMM!” screamed Javier till the rat’s hand covered his mouth.

The thug's hard appendage sank into the young lion's tender flesh, reopening that hole and letting the thick stream of semen flow out, bathing the new virility that now was piercing the boy's bowels.

As the rodent rammed the lion, much slower than the previous man, against the alley wall, cold hands lowered the back of Ronald's pants, and settled on his buttocks, squeezing them apart.

The rat's back prickled and when he turned his head back, he found his fellow raccoon grinning at him, "W-What the hell are you doing ?!" he yelled at the other man, surprised.

The raccoon fell on the rat's back, hugging him, kissing his cheek, and making him feel the tip of his long wet member on his butt, "Bro... calm down, the other idiot is not here, no need to pretend," the raccoon whispered.

Ronald looked straight ahead again, blushing, "D-Dude, no need to do that... you can fuck the boy a-after me..." the rodent muttered.

"I know, but I don't like to fuck strangers, I prefer to empty my balls on a female who appreciates it. Besides, he's just a boy," replied the raccoon, licking his partner's neck, and adjusting his penis to penetrate him.

The rat gave a low moan, and sped up the speed of his thrusts to try to distract himself from the caresses his friend was giving him, "Well... just... do it fast, I don't want the other idiot to see us," said Ronald.

"Heh heh, calm down, I'm going to cum very deep on you so I don't stain your pants too much… like the last time,” answered the filthy raccoon, showing his teeth in a wicked grin.

Several meters from the trio there was another couple demonstrating their love, a violent and rude love, only as two big cats can do it.

“M-Master, pleags! You agrhe huggthing meg!” moaned the adult lion, trying to speak with three of the big tiger’s fingers in his mouth.

After an especially strong thrust, the big orange cat growled and sank the claws of his left hand into Dani's flanks, where he was holding onto. A pressured flood of warm seed occupied the searing insides of Bran’s abused bitch.

With a deep sigh, the tiger separated from his female. His right hand dripping saliva, the nails of his left hand were stained with blood, and his penis, which did a wet plop as it came out of Dani's anus, hunging soft and bathed in a cum with some red touches, “This’ll teach you to not be a jealous bitch,” said Bran, growling.

“I-I’m sorry, owner…” cried Dani, squeezing his eyes, trying to bear the burning pain in his bowels, and feeling the thick warm sperm dripping out of his ruined hole.

The tiger shook his dick, throwing some drops of his male juice into the floor, “Little piece of shit, kneel and lick my cum!” shouted Bran.

With a moan, the lion turned quickly and knelt in front of his owner, licking the drops of seed from the dirty ground where thousands of people walked daily. “Yes, master! Thank you!” said, trying to not think about the terrible taste on his tongue.

Bran lit a cigar and took a drag on it, enjoying the taste of tobacco flooding his lungs. Then he looked at the lion with a grimace of disgust, lifted his right foot, and posed on his female's head, pressing her face against the pavement. “That's your place, pathetic whore attempt,” said the tiger.

Back into the alley, the raccoon took off his long meat stick from the rat’s ass and dried the tip against his friend’s furry buttock. “It’s always a pleasure to fill you, bro,” chuckled the man, and spanked the rat’s ass.

Ronald growled as he squeezed the cub hard with both hands, and began to empty his balls into the little lion. Three fierce spears of warm whitish liquid shot into Javier's entrails, making the thug stop ramming the child’s ass. The rat sighed and looked at the little lion, who was shaking barely holding himself against the rodent’s hips. Ronald detached himself from the boy, who fell to the ground with his legs spread apart and the hole dripping the men’s seed.

The rat lifted his pants, filling a bit of the raccoon’s cum wetting the backside of his underwear, “Thank you, Javier. Hope to see you again, boy,” said the man, before walking to his friend, who was waiting for him at the other end of the alley.

Javier’s face was resting on the cold and dirty floor, a single tear was rolling around his exhausted face. His whole body was in pain after being fucked by the two males, his anus was searing, wet, and struggling to close. Meanwhile, an uncomfortable feeling was occupying his stomach, making him feel nauseous. His knees kept his butt up, though his legs were shaking uncontrollably. 

The last man of the gank licked his lips and approached the kid slowly, enjoying the work his mates did on that little hole. Unzipping his pants and taking them off, the doberman got ready for his turn. His tapered dripping meat was already out of his sheath, a doghood a bit longer than the rat’s dick and a lot thicker, with a little knot at the base.

Coughing, the little lion tried to stand up when he heard the man getting close, but his weak arms shook and collapsed, making Javier kiss the floor again, “No…No more… please,” groaned the boy.

The dog knelt behind, spat on the abused hole, and guided his rod meat, resting the tip at the dripping and swollen cub lion’s backdoor, “No need to move, kid. You are perfect just like that,” said the man, chuckling.

Javier turned his face and began to despair again, “No! Stop, please!” shouted the boy, raising his weak voice.

Paul grinned and placed both hands on the lion’s hips, “Don’t worry kid. I’m a professional knotter dog, I promise that you’ll remember me for your whole slutty life,” said the canine, mocking the boy.

“Please, mister dog, I don’t want to do it anymore… please… pleAAA! NOOO! STOP!!!” cried Javier with all his lungs.

“Yeah, bitch! Do you feel it? That’s a real man!” laughed Paul, thrusting his whole dick into the boy and enjoying those juicy screams.

The painful tool made its way into the child’s bowels, stretching the young flesh, claiming the little lion cub like a female ready to carry his puppies. The knot crashed against the raped hole, making lewd wet sounds, and preparing the anus for the last part of the canine ritual.

The tiger’s ears captured the young cry, dropped his cigar, and ordered his bitch to stand up. Before the adult lion could barely kneel, Bran took him by his arm with one hand and pulled up like a traveling bag.

“Come on, slut, let’s see your son’s first knot,” said the orange feline, pushing Dani’s back.

The couple walked into the alley, getting close to the wriggling cub on the ground, the source of the cries, and the big doberman, moving his hips like a sewing machine

"Are you having fun Paul?" asked Bran.

Still ramming the little boy, the dog gasped and replied, "Boss! This is the best whore ever!"

"I'm glad you liked my gift. Maybe next week I could let you take it home for a couple of days," said the tiger, as he groped his female's rear.

When the little boy saw his father standing in front of him, he stretched out his hand trying to reach his leg asking for help while with difficulty there would be his mouth, "Ple... please, daddy..."

With one last and especially violent thrust, the canine's knot disappeared inside Javier, causing the little boy's eyes to widen and forcing the lion to howl in pain.

Dani knelt down next to his son and gave him a little kiss on the head, "That's all, honey... it's over."

The Doberman relaxed for a moment, smiled and straightened again, pressing the little feline's flanks, "Don't lie to him, now the real pain will start," said the canine, showing his teeth at the adult lion.

Slowly, Paul's member began to swell inside the cub. An excruciating pain that slowly grew in Javier's gut that made him shed tears again and cry out desperately,” PLEASE!! MAKE IT STOP!! DAAD!”

The canine sighed and began to pump various amounts of semen into his bitch, “What a delight ... you will stay open and smelling like me for days!” growled the man.

The little cub writhed as he was being pregnant with the dog's seed and forced to keep it inside thanks to that huge knot that made his sphincters burn.”It hurts… please…” moaned Javier, overwhelmed and exhausted by the pain.

Paul pushed his hands in the child's dress and pulled until it teared, leaving him naked to be able to touch the rest of his body, “Boss, you have to test this whore! It will be somewhat ruined when I finish with her, but with your size I am sure that you will enjoy her much more than that old whore,” explained the doberman, gasping.

"Ha ha! I don't think this little guy is ready for this cat! Maybe a couple more weeks with you and be ready to receive me!” the tiger cheerfully exclaimed.

“As you wish, boss! I'll make sure this hole stays open!” laughed the thug as he squeezed the puppy's nipples, making him scream again.

Bran laughed again and grabbed Dani by the mane, tugging it and forcing him to get up. The lion looked at his owner, somewhat confused until he saw the tiger's finger, pointing to the wall. The big cat dressed as a woman swallowed and stood against the wall, spreading his legs and raising his tail, showing that reddened and swollen anus, which was still dripping with his owner's seed.

“Master… please, be gentle… It still hurts,” moaned Dani.

“Good! The night is still young! That knot in your son's ass has about twenty more minutes, that gives us some time, and I plan for you tol out of this alley crawling!” clarified the tiger, settling behind his female while holding his member, fully erect again and ready to play.

The cries of father and son continued to echo through the alley for a long time. Then everything calmed down, the men left, and silence reigned in the night as if nothing had happened. The only witness to Javier's loss of virginity was the ground, stained with semen, saliva and tears.