Tuesday afternoon, classes were about to end, leaving all teenagers free to enjoy the night before a holiday. Get together with friends to drink and play video games, stay at a girlfriend's house without their parents to fuck all night or just stay at home and enjoy a marathon of old horror movies next to a huge ice cream bucket, everything was valid to enjoy the holidays.

In the back of the classroom, there were two boys, Max, a skinny and tall cougar, and Kevin, a quiet and much shorter coyote than his feline friend. They both knew each other from the previous year, and they had become very good friends through music. The first time was in a physical education class in which the coyote escaped and hid in one of the bathrooms, there he met Max and spent all the hour listening music with the cougar's cell phone. Although at the beginning of the year the friendship had strengthened from an uncomfortable episode of bullying in which the cat had defended his friend, giving a strong beating to a wolf who had been harassing the coyote. From that, both boys had spent more and more time together.

"Hey bro, tonight we'll have a party at my house, will you go?" the canine asked quietly.

"Hmm ... I don't know, I was planning to stay at home playing video games, my parents are out of town and I could spend the whole night awake" Max replied, leaning in his chair.

"But dude, my cousins will be there! They are very whore and they will let us fuck them!" Kevin exclaimed thinking about his cousin's tits.

"Ooh ... will Anita be there?" he asked, raising his ears and thinking about the girl he had kissed on the coyote's birthday.

"Anita? Yes, of course ... do you want to fuck that fat bitch?" Kevin asked, grimacing.

The cougar smiled, showing his teeth while looking at his friend "Are you jealous that I want to put my strawberry in your cousin and not in you?"

The coyote made a face of horror and put his finger in front of his lips, ordering him to keep silent "Shh! What the fuck are you saying? It's supposed to be a secret!"

"It's 2019, bro! Nobody cares that another man likes dicks! Don't be so dramatic," replied the cougar.

"Isn't that the big deal? Well, then let's fuck Anita tonight, the three of us!" The coyote said, rubbing his hands.

"Pff ... deal, I'm not a little princess who is scared to fuck with another guy" Max replied to his friend, making an obscene gesture with his finger.

The bell rang and all the students rushed to freedom like a pack running away in a stampede. Both boys took their bicycles and left in the direction of the canine's house. The trip to the suburbs was short and when they got to Kevin's house there was already a lot of movement.

Kevin's family was huge, many uncles, cousins, nephews and other distant relatives, the scene was somewhat awkward for someone outside to see how a single cougar was mixed among the crowd of canines, but Max had already become accustomed in these months, the hospitality of the coyotes was something quite remarkable and always made the cat feel good. There were always snacks, drinks, some kind words, dinner invitations, etc.

Today the party seemed a little different, Max noticed it when ... he saw his friend's mother, naked, no clothes, zero modesty, and not just her, balls and tits hanging all over the house. Even Anita was naked, showing her huge and droopy breasts, the little ones, the elderly, fathers and mothers, all naked and with strange marks around their entire body, imitating the ramifications of their veins and spirals. Also, the decoration of the house was somewhat strange, there were several red candles and small statues of twisted shapes all over the place, closed windows, dry snacks, no drinks and one of the old ones were playing a strange instrument that produced low and cavernous sounds.

The cougar approached something awkward to his friend, "Dude ... you didn't tell me this would be a sausage party! I think ... we better leave it for another day, I'm going home."

"No no no, wait, Max!" The coyote hurried to stop his friend, taking him by the arm and then brought his snout to his ear and whispered: "It's ... an initiatory party, my initiation. I regret not telling you, but it is something very important to me and I would like my best friend to be with me today ... "

With a frown, the feline listened attentively to his friend, "Okay ... I'll stay."

Kevin gave his friend a big hug, "Thank you, really! You don't know how important this is to me."

"Well ... and now what? We have to undress too?" asked the cougar, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes! And we also have to paint our body, let's go to my room, Anita is going to help us," the coyote responded with joy.

The three young men climbed the stairs to Kevin's room. Anita carried two small bowls with white and orange paint. The two boys left their school bags aside and began to take off their clothes. The physical difference was evident, beyond the upper height of the cat, you could also notice his slightly marked abdomen unlike the coyote, which had a small belly. Even in their genitals was a big difference, the puma balls were much larger and attached to his sheath, while Kevin's balls hung and were smaller.

When the coyote saw his friend naked, he swallowed and said he was going to take a shower while Anita painted Max, and hurried to the bathroom. After seeing Kevin flee the room, the female made the cat sit, took the bowl with orange paint and began to trace marks on the teenager's body.

"My cousin didn't tell you anything about it, right?" the girl asked as she painted with her index finger.

"Nope, I just found out that it's a ritual party," the cougar replied as he stayed as still as possible.

The chubby girl smiled and said, "You have an important role tonight, you are the Guest."

"The guest?" asked the young man strangely.

"Yes, the Guest is the best friend of the member who is going to undergo the ritual. The Guest must be with his friend and take away his virginity." Anita replied, finishing painting the boy's chest.

"What?! Take his virginity?!" the cougar exclaimed in shock.

"Yes ... any problem with that?" the girl asked, trying to contain her laugh.

Max looked down, somewhat embarrassed, as he watched as his legs were painted, "No ... I am bisexual and I like Kevin a little ... he is my best friend, after all, it’s just ... it seems strange. " he answered.

Anita laughed, "Yes! Haha! But you know what traditions are like, a handful of strange things. Curious fact: the Guest is the only one who can drink liquids before the end of the ritual, the rest of the family can only eat dry food! " The girl explained as she continued her work.

Max smiled and relaxed a little, "Now I understand why Kevin's father wasn't drinking beer, that guy loves beer!"

"Yes! Beer is indispensable for my uncle!" The coyote said smiling and looking at the cat. Then she took his balls with one hand and with the other he began to paint them, "You have an interesting tool here, maybe after the party you and I could ... have a fun time together."

"Yes! I ... would love it, I like you a lot ... in fact ... I came here for you." the cougar murmured, looking away from the room.

"Oh! How sweet! I like you too!" Anita replied, giving a light kiss to the tip of the boy's penis, which peeked out of its sheath. "You give my silly cousin a good fuck and then I'll let you do whatever you want with me."

"Ohhh yes!" the puma exclaimed, feeling the lips of the girl on his skin.

At that moment Kevin returned to the room, with his shiny and fresh fur, and approached his friend while Anita gave the last touches to his legs.

"You look great ... Max," the coyote stuttered.

"Thank you! And your brands?" the cougar asked smiling.

"Oh! I ... I can't have them until the end of the rite ... and ... I need you to help me ..." The coyote tried awkwardly to explain himself.

Max sat up and put his hands on his friend's shoulders, "Calm down, Anita explained everything to me and I have no problem doing it with you."

Kevin looked down, embarrassed, and muttered: "Sorry, I'm an idiot ..."

The cougar smiled and patted the coyote on the cheek, "Dudeeee, it's ok, let's have a good time!" he exclaimed animatedly.

"I know I told you we would fuck with my cousins but ... it must be only among us," Kevin explained.

"Haha! Don't worry, I understand that it must be something intimate. Besides ... Anita already promised me that we would spend some time together later, just her and me." The feline explained to his friend.

"Yeah… later...well ... y-you top?" asked the coyote, ashamed.

"Obviously, the tallest ones top first ... and don't be offended but all that of the knot I think is too hardcore for me." The cougar clarified, laughing.

Kevin jumped to the bed, face down, spread his legs and wagged his tail, revealing his small pink hole. "That doesn't offend me, strawberry boy, I think I'm bottom anyway," replied the canine, giving a nervous sigh.

Max stared at his friend's ass, licked his lips, and moved slowly toward the bed, kneeling behind the coyote and putting both hands on his buttocks, spreading them. "Do you have lube?" the feline asked, looking at his friend and then at the girl, who was still there.

Anita smiled and sat in an armchair near the bed. "No lubricant, the act must be natural, primitive, wild and violent. My cousin chose to lie with another male, respect his choice and take him as if you were an animal, Kevin must bear it, it is part of the ritual..." the girl explained.

The cougar frowned and thought for a moment, gathered enough saliva in his mouth and spit in his friend's tight anus, that was natural after all, and sank his index finger, soaking Kevin’s inside, making him groan as the finger separated the flesh. After fingering the coyote, Max slowly leaned over his friend, hugging him and resting the tip of his penis, which was peeking slightly through its sheath, over the canine hole. Feeling the flesh soft, warm and wet, the puma's penis began to erect. The coyote was trembling by the nerves.
"Dude... calm down, it's just you and me, let's enjoy this ..." said the feline, whispering in the ear to the coyote.

"Max... no, this is not the case, you should fuck me as if you were hungry for it, no love, no care, just please your need, be violent, as if we were animals and nothing more..." said the Coyote, raising his voice a little, letting some irritation be noticed in his tone.

"Ok ... it will be your way," the cougar replied, rising from the coyote, resting his hands on the canine's shoulders and leaving only his hips together.

The prize was there, just had to take it. Max already had his penis completely swollen, hard, with those firm spikes covering it, there was only to push. After positioning his turgid stick of meat, almost 9 inches, Max gave a push... just a little more than the tip entered, the force was not enough. The pressure that followed... was effective, pressing with the weight of his whole body the cat managed to penetrate deeply to his friend through the tight tunnel that was widened violently by the penis, and its walls torn by the spikes. The coyote opened his eyes and hurried to take a big bite of his pillow to drown out the powerful scream he released when he lost his virginity in such a violent way, the sharp pain made him convulse, the tears slid freely down his face and the burning inside was unbearable.

Max closed his eyes, the pleasure he felt between his legs was incredible and the heat surrounding his cock was a sensation that filled his heart, but he needed more, he would get more. The thrusts continued, faster, stronger, causing the precum jets to mix with the blood, staining the coat of both males. Stronger, he needed more, he would take it, faster, deeper... Kevin's image blurred with pleasure, he was no longer his friend, he was a female, ready to receive his seed because it was his obligation, he’ll suffer it and he’ll bear it, like it or not.

The act became more wild, more violent, the puma's nails ripped the flesh from the coyote's shoulders as he was penetrated. The growls grew louder, covering the moans of pain, and a red mist covered the eyes of the dominant male as he took what was his, he was so close.

And with one last push, Max leaned over his friend and bit his shoulder, sank his teeth so deep that the frightful scream of the coyote was heard all over the house. Buried in the depths of Kevin's gut, the feline's penis slowly and steadily pumped his semen, downloading all his domain in the guts of his bitch.

A few minutes later, three men, relatives of the coyote, slammed into the room. They grabbed the Guest, and without the teenager having time to protest, they tied him up and gagged. Max had all his muzzle and claws bloodstained, and his groin was soaked with blood and semen. When the teenagers were separated, Kevin's anus, bruised, distended and throbbing, spit a stream of pink semen, while the puma's cock, much more deflated, was still dripping.

While the feline struggled to break free, the coyote rose barely out of bed, and painfully began to walk toward the dining room of the house, leaving his room and down the stairs, while the fluids continued dripping along his legs. The rest, taking his friend well, followed him.

When Max was taken down to the dining room, the boy witnessed a macabre scene. In the center of the room was a very low wooden table, with slits and was discolored by countless stains of dried blood. At the table, Kevin was kneeling, and he had in his hands a strange, twisted dagger, made of shiny black metal.

The cougar was carried and placed on the table, holding its limbs with strong ropes, while the rest of the family congregated around and began to sing bleak chants. Max looked nervously at his friend, the coyote stood up, smiling happily, and began to sing the same chants as the others.

With excellent precision, Kevin began cutting his friend with the knife. He made shallow cuts for all the marks of the orange paint that Anita had drawn to the cougar. And while the teenager was writhing desperately in pain, his blood gushed vigorously, wetting the table, draining down the gutters until they reached small bowls that filled little by little.

As the containers filled, they were picked up by different family members, who approached Kevin and began painting him with the same marks his friend had, highlighting the strokes as the blood coagulated.

When they finished drawing the marks on the coyote, Max had no strength, his body was completely numb, a soft hum was the only thing he heard because the chants were no longer noticeable, and the image of his dear friend was very blurred, He didn't have much left…

Kevin leaned over his friend's head and kissed his forehead. A few seconds later the coyote cracked his throat with his dagger, ending the life of the cougar. Everyone in the house began to howl, celebrating the rise of a new brother, a faithful servant of the ancient god.