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The time had come for the Pantherine Tribe. A group of male warriors consisting of various big cat species: lions, tigers, cheetahs, and panthers. Acting as leader of this tribe was the shaman, Irus. The strong and tall black panther was the picture of feline masculinity. His muscles could be easily seen under his sleek black fur. And that fur was tattooed with various lines and symbols, a stark white that contrasted perfectly with his natural color, making his status and position clear the moment one would lay eyes on him.

It was that time again. A new generation of young men that were to be made into warriors. Maintaining physical fitness and eating right did well to help with their physique but there was something else that aided in the tribe's strength and virility. An outside force that the shamans were connected to. For all of their differences, the large felines came from one common ancestor, an ancient one that it was nearly time to call upon.

The tribesmen were busy during the day, hunting for food and keeping watch over the borders along with other various tasks that kept their settlement going. Irus used that time to do something as well. He had ventured out of the mystic cavern just on the edge of their territory and walked into the deepest part of it. Speaking in ancient tongue caused the symbols carved into the old rock to glow. With his eyes closed and his voice quiet, the shaman began the first part of the traditional ritual to celebrate the newest warriors. Speaking the ancient words was only the first part of the ritual though. If they would have to earn the 'First One's' favor if he was to come and deliver his blessing into the newest warriors.

While walking back to the main part of their territory, Irus could feel the eyes of the First One on him. He was watching and waiting for them to complete the second part of the ritual. The panther had been in the cavern for some time and the walk back took even more time. When he returned to the settlement, Irus was welcomed with the sight of the other warriors. The time for working was over and it was time for the hard working men to unwind.

The others knew that it was the day for the ritual as well and there was a palpable excitement felt in the air. Many could remember when they were blessed by the First One, given the essence they would need to become strong and fast. Made a powerful warrior like those that came before them.

Though important, the ritual wasn't given any grand introduction. It would be performed in the same manner as any other day with one exception. As usual the men were soon gathered around the bonfire, finishing up the freshly cooked meat that had been slow roasted. With an air of levity, the warriors began to talk about their day, sharing stories and keeping up with the daily affairs.

The tribe was known for being casual when it came to camaraderie and forming bonds. Everyone knew each other and they were all willing to help one another. They were all close in more ways than one. While still talking and catching up with each other, the feline men began to move their loincloths to the side. Some took them off entirely, completely exposing themselves to their fellow tribesmen.

After the meal the time came for some casual pleasure. Usually the tribesman would gather. From simple pairings to sometimes three or more getting together to share pleasure. But on the day of the ritual there was a very important rule. They were to hold themselves back, to not spill their seed until the First One was satisfied.

Irus joined the rest of them, taking off his own loincloth and sash that also displayed his shaman status. He could still feel the eyes of the First One and he smiled, approaching the others to observe and join in on the fun. He saw two lions, one having brown and gold fur while the other was different shades of white from head to toe. They were sitting side by side, their hands extended to grip and slowly stroke the other lion's cock. Irus was nearby, listening to them moan as they continued to speak about past hunting accomplishments.

"Not too fast," he directed another panther. They blushed and nodded, slowing the pace of their masturbation. While pleasuring himself he was watching other nearby tribesmen sharing pleasure with each other.

They were to share pleasure with each other or pleasure themselves but they had to edge themselves. Their orgasms must be kept at bay if they were to earn the blessing for the newest warriors. Speaking of which, Irus made sure to give the younger men attention as well. It was especially important for them to be ready and to not lose control of themselves or they would be denied the blessing. "You're all doing very well," he praised.

A pair of moans caught his attention and he smiled when seeing the pair of Kani and Zell. The orange tiger and cheetah had their bodies pressed close to each other. While moaning and running their tongues along each other's muzzles, they were both grinding their hips. Wearing no loincloths, the striped and spotted felines were frotting their cocks together. They were both already leaking precum and that helped their shafts sliding against one another with greater ease. The pair were clearly enjoying themselves, moaning and purring louder than the others.

"Having fun?" he asked and they promptly nodded. He chuckled and moved along. The panther had walked all the way around the bonfire, making sure that everything was well. He could tell that the First One was pleased and it wouldn't be long before he arrived.

"Everything is going well so far," Irus said to himself.

"Need some company?"

The shaman was approached by two cheetahs. Sage and Cloud.

"I would very much appreciate it," Irus said, inviting the two to come in closer.

The pair of cheetahs came in close from either side of him. A hum of delight came from the shaman as he felt a pair of erections pressing to his back and forth. Sage was in front, grinding his cock against Irus' and Cloud was behind, already rubbing his shaft in between the panther's rump cheeks.

Irus began to moan as the cheetahs began rocking their hips at the same time. He could feel the warmth of their bodies and their soft fur. As they got into it, Irus felt the rising excitement of being sandwiched in between two other big felines.

He felt their long and thick shafts rubbing against each other. After taking a moment to just enjoy the feeling, Irus began rocking his body against the cheetah pair, making them moan in return. The pleasure between him and Sage was already growing stronger as they actively frotted their dicks together. The addition of their precum made things easier and even more pleasurable for the both of them.

Cloud wasn't a part of the frotting but he was still satisfied with his own position. He was behind Irus and was very much enjoying the simple grinding of his cock in between the panther's toned ass cheeks. While the other two continued to moan he was gently purring. Keeping his actions and pace controlled, Cloud was not only rubbing his cock against the twin cheeks but he pressed further a bit and felt his shaft rubbing right over the winking tailhole. The desire to see their god overpowered his own natural desires and he kept himself satisfied by doing something new. While still rocking his hips, the other cheetah reached his hands around. Irus was surprised to feel his nipples being teased but he quickly embraced the feeling and began to purr deeply like many others.

Many of the tribesmen felt themselves getting close to their climaxes. Some simply stopped what they were doing while others dared to play the risky game of holding themselves back until the First One's arrival. They panted and strained as their cocks continued to be stroked or teased, some leaking precum heavily. Irus looked all around him, taking in the sights and sounds of pleasure.

"It is time!" he announced. The cheetahs stepped back and Irus brought himself in front of the bonfire. He spoke again in ancient tongue and raised his hands. The fire roared and there was a bright flash of light that made everyone else close their eyes. When the light died down the bonfire was back to normal and standing before it and Irus was the First One. The other tribesmen looked on in awe at the sabertooth. They could feel the power radiating him and his body was befitting the title of a god, towering even the biggest in their tribe and having massive muscles that made him both incredibly intimidating and attractive.

"Another generation to receive your blessing," Irus addressed, pointing to the younger felines that were looking on with pure veneration. "But one must first give to receive."

"Indeed," the First One said, speaking in a deep voice that sent shivers down his descendants' spines. He wore nothing but a loincloth and was quick to snatch it off of himself, showing off his large cock that swayed between his legs. It grew even bigger as it became erect and many onlookers were nearly drooling on themselves from the sight.

The First One got down on his knees and called for his brethren to gather around him and they were all quick to do so. "Gift me with your essence and I will bless you in return." Nobody needed to be told twice. A wide but close circle of males gripped their cocks and began to pump themselves. The god took it upon himself to reach out and service them with his own hands. Being in the circle with him was Irus. The sabertooth had gotten attached to this shaman. He was dedicated and never failed to "invite" him to an extremely arousing event.

For his hard work and continued dedication, the large fanged feline opened his mouth and the shaman was quick to push his cock into the divine maw. It was so hot and soft. The bigger feline's slightly rough tongue was already swirling all over his inches, moving with obvious experience.

Some of the tribesmen were already pushed past their limits. Moaning and snarling they unleashed their seed. They had been saving their seed for this day and edging on top of that led to much bigger loads than usual. Raining down from multiple angles, hot and sticky ropes of cum came down to paint the ancient one's body. Some of it got on Irus as well but the panther welcomed it, purring deeply as he gently humped against the moving tongue. The powerful sabertooth purred from the taste of Irus' cock and the feeling of more seed getting on his body, soaking into his fur and making him feel warm and sticky in a good way.

Irus groaned as he thrust against the tongue a few more times. Reaching his peak, the panther was quick to pull out, shooting his own thick loads onto the sabertooth's face. The First One groaned in delight as he was painted with what felt like endless gushes of cum from all sides, quickly bathing him nearly head to toe in hot feline spunk. It was weighing down his pelt and he was smiling as Irus stepped back.

"Bring the newest before me," the First One requested. The latest generation of soon to be fully-fledged Pantherine Tribe warriors came in and kneeled before the god as they were told to beforehand. The sabertooth smiled and stood over them. He presented them with his immensely sized cock. The younger felines were quick to reach out for it, taking hold and working together to pleasure the ancient feline. They stroked his length in tandem, gave attention to his leaking tip, and his balls as well.

It didn't take long for the First One to cum and when he did, a huge amount of cum came spilling from his fat cock. The younger ones were gathered close together and he bathed them all in his seed. It continued pumping from his large balls and shifting his hips made sure that each of them was given a heavy dosage that left their faces, chests, and stomachs completely coated in hot ejaculate.

"Savor it," he told them. The others nodded and began to lap up the seed from themselves and each other. Grooming with their tongues, they tasted the god's cum for themselves and quickly grew fond of the strong taste. That led to them licking all over each other, sucking one another's cock and rimming their fellow feline deeply. As they did this, their bodies were starting to expand; the muscle they already had began to expand and harden. Their bodies grew bigger until they were the same size as the warriors that came before them.

The others raised their voices and the approval was given for them to celebrate. They all came together and found partners to share pleasure with. The First One pulled Irus in close, kissing him deeply. They were both covered in spunk and could taste it on their tongues. Keeping his larger body close to the panther's, their cocks began rubbing together. Irus purred into the sabertooth's mouth. Basking in the excitement all around him, the shaman returned the kiss with full passion, giving himself to the god that he never tired of summoning.