"We should be getting very close...this hill is a tough climb but it will clear out when we get inside the temple," Orion said over his shoulder as he stopped to check his map. The hand-drawn piece of parchment hadn't held up well against the jungle's humidity and the creases were falling apart.

"I hope so, I want to camp indoors tonight, even if it's in a haunted dungeon," Markon grunted.

"Markon, you know very well its not a 'haunted dungeon!' It's a sacred temple to the fertility goddess, the most important center of worship for the ancient tribe that built it!" Julie rolled her eyes. "Besides, if we can penetrate the central chamber, we'll be so rich you won't ever have to camp outdoors again."

The trio eventually reached the overgrown temple entrance, a sloping stone pyramid jutting out of the ground. Orion set up camp and Markon, in his usual fashion, found a secluded area around a corner to lay his sleeping bag. Orion found Markon's private nature strange, but nobody knew the language or terrain around here better than him, and he was a good hiker.

The sun set and lit the jungle outside with bright oranges and reds, finally giving way to clear starlight. As Orion reached toward the ceiling to hang his lamp, Julie looked longingly at Orion's linen pant leg where his thick limp foot-long member hung against his thigh. Orion kept a dagger hidden in its sheath tied to the inside of one thigh, and his long equine dick down his other pant leg. His bulging ball sack hung low in the heat and wobbled against his tight pants when he walked, something Julie enjoyed watching during their long treks through the humid jungle. She stalked silently over to him, her lean black jaguar body moving silently across the cold stone floor, and leaned up to kiss him.

"I think we should celebrate reaching this hidden temple, don't you?" she smiled up at him as one feline paw slid down to cup his heavy balls and caress his thick length. "I was just going to suggest that. After all, penetrating the hidden depths is my job," he said as he kissed her, reaching around behind and under her tail to grab her tight ass. She kissed his neck, his chest, and his hard stomach as she slid down and undid his belt buckle. Kneeling before him she pulled down his khakis and sucked his large dick head into her mouth, feeling him stiffen quickly at her touch. Orion ran his hand possessively over her head, feeling the sleek fur and pointed ears as she reached out with one paw to roughly massage each of his balls. By now his dick had swollen to its full 18 inches, and was so thick the poor girl had trouble getting it more than a few inches into her mouth without her razor sharp feline teeth making themselves known.

"Easy with the teeth there, little girl!" he grinned as she looked up at him, her beautiful feline eyes giving him a look he had seen before as she extended one claw from a finger and dragged it slowly down his nut sack, right between his balls, a playful threat teasing his huge vulnerable bag. She cupped his testicles as her half-extended claws gently gripped his scrotum while she sucked hungrily on his dick and never let her gaze leave his face. "Keep those claws retracted little girl, or this big stallion will have to get rough with you..." he grunted as she sucked harder on his stiff penis in response.

When Orion felt himself close to climaxing he roughly laid her down on top of his sleeping bag and kissed her body as he pulled off her pants, while she unfastened her vest and bra. She wrapped her arms around his chest as the tall stallion lay down on top of her, his quivering cock finding her pussy and thrusting smoothly inward. Her muscular thighs grabbed his waist, her flexible feline body clenching its vaginal muscles as he thrust again and again, his heavy balls slapping against her tight black ass as they filled to bursting with seed. Just when he couldn't hold it anymore, her long soft tail flicked delicately across his ballsack, tickling his ass, and pushing him over the edge. They orgasmed simultaneously as he grunted and thrust deeper, all the way up to his hilt, filling her small pussy with hot white cum. He flopped down, exhausted, as she relaxed as well after the mind-blowing orgasm. He slowly pulled his thick, floppy manhood out of her, covered in thick semen from his massive balls. They curled together and quickly fell asleep, silent except for her low purring.

He only awoke once that night, as the shorter feline rolled toward him in her sleep and accidentally planted her knee down on his exhausted balls, which were laying stretched out on the floor to escape the oppressive heat. "Ouch, c'mon baby, right in my nuts for chrissake..." he pleaded. "hmmm...sorry..." she murmured and grinned without waking.

Deeper in to the cavern Markon kneeled in a shadow, looking out toward the entrance. He had never known the touch of a woman, and slept separately from the group to hide his frequent masturbation. Tonight he had watched jealously from the shadows as Julie pleasured the other male's thick cock and Orion fucked her balls-deep...what he wouldn't give for a chance with that athletic black jaguar...

Earlier when he had finished setting up his camp gear he had been coming around the corner to take a piss outside, when he saw Julie kneel down in front of the brown stallion. He quickly hid in the shadows and watched while the female's ass wagged back and forth as she played with Orion's cock and heavy sack. Markon had quietly unfastened his pants, dropping them around his legs while he gripped his thick horse cock and imagined himself face-deep between the cat girl's gorgeous thighs. Gripping his balls roughly and imagining his own nutsack being fondled by the cat girl's claws, he brought himself to climax. He was worried that the other two would notice or hear him when he accidentally blasted a thick stream of watery cum arcing through the air and splattering onto the stone floor, but they were too occupied with each other. He guiltily slunk back to his sleeping bag after wiping off his dick and fell in to an uneasy sleep. If only he had a woman to lay with...

The next morning they awoke at dawn and traveled deeper into the temple. After a few hours there was a narrow hallway that they had to pass through, with a warning carved into the walls:

"Any who dare enter may lose that which is most important," Markon translated. "I guess it's trapped."

"We should watch our heads then, there may be blades rigged in the walls," Orion said. He picked up a heavy rock and rolled it down the hallway. It went a few feet before a "click" sounded, and a dull curved blade whipped out of the wall nearby and swiped sideways at the air, right at neck height.

Julie kneeled down and looked intently at the floor. "Look here, you can see the tiles in the middle are looser, like pressure plates. Only the corners where the walls come down are solid. We'll have to walk on those few inches, inching forward with a leg on each side. Just press against the walls to avoid the middle floor."

"I'll take the lead then" Orion said as he walked into the hall, his legs spread wide so he could put one foot against each wall. He began walking forward, avoiding putting his hands in the horizontal slits on the walls where the dormant blades lay in wait. Julie came next, her shorter legs having to stretch way out to reach the corners, and Markon followed closely behind. He could barely stretch his legs apart far enough to touch each wall, not being as flexible as the other two. He focused on Julie's athletic ass in front of him to keep his mind off the tension in his leg muscles.

After many minutes of scooting forward, Orion emerged at the end of the hallway and into the cavern beyond. "Finally. My groin is killing me," he said as he stood up straight and stretched his legs in the cavern. Julie followed. Markon, however, was sweating and trembling as his leg muscles were about to give up. "Arggg...almost there, almost there," he said through clenched teeth as he struggled to keep himself upright. As he swayed back and forth moving his legs forward while still pressing against the walls, his climbing hammer slipped out of its harness on his pack and fell to the floor with a loud clatter, hitting a pressure plate. Immediately, just a few feet from the end of the hallway and centered right in front of Markon's stretched legs, a "click" from a slit in the floor was followed by a blade slicing up suddenly and neatly cutting through Markon's pants and slicing open his ballbag. His eyes went wide as he tripped forward and curled up on the floor. "AAAAAAGGGH oh god oh god," he screamed, clutching his torn scrotum.

"Orion, help me pull him out into the cavern! I'll get my med kit out," Julie said, looking in horror at the blood coming from Markon's groin. She pulled Markon's pants down and examined the wound. "Ouch, it looks like it tore your whole sack open, but thankfully your balls are still attached. I'll have to stitch it closed but you should be able to recover." Orion held Markon's arms away from his groin while Julie took a needle and suture and stitched his scrotal skin back together in a jagged line. There wasn't any anesthetic so Markon had to suffer while Julie sat between his outstretched legs and tried to repair his shredded bag, pushing his fat balls back into what was left of the sack and stretching the skin tight across them to sew it closed. 'This isn't how I imagined it would be, the first time a girl played with my junk...' he thought to himself between sobs.

"Don't worry, it looks like you'll be fine, and chicks dig scars anyway, right?" Orion said, being forced to look away with a grimace as Julie wove the needle in and out of Markon's sensitive nut sack. Markon's big balls, each the size of a large orange, were now stuffed into the tightly stretched skin of his sutured scrotum. Markon stood up slowly, and tried to put his pants back on before noticing that they had been cut open so wide that they were worthless.

"I only brought one pair of pants, this was only supposed to be a three day trip," he groaned, throwing the bloody garment away. "Looks like I'll have to go like one of the local jungle tribesmen, just a backpack..."

"Hey, we're all friends here, right? Nothing to be shy about," Julie offered, trying to be cheerful. "Besides it will be good for the healing process, not having to worry about chafing."

They walked onward through the cavern, much deeper into the temple ruins. Markon had trouble keeping up because his legs would brush against his balls and make him wince, while his loosely swinging dick would slap against the damaged bag. They came to a large chasm, a strong draft blowing up from the dark depths.

Orion knelt down at the edge of the large void. "This is where all the maps ended...all I know is that we have to get way down there," he said as he pointed at a distant torch-lit platform and a landing carved out of the opposite side, "and it won't be easy to get there by rope. We'll have to rappel down this wall and then rock-climb sideways.

Orion fixed their climbing rope to a large boulder and began to rappel down the chasm wall. Markon followed, with Julie climbing down last. After a minute or two Orion felt a narrow horizontal ledge under his feet, and began to free-climb around the edge of the chasm. Julie was trying to grab a rock for support when it fell away from the wall, revealing a swarming nest of spiders underneath!

“Ugh, I just felt something hit my head...what is that?” Markon asked from underneath her, looking up and only being able to see her gorgeous ass and legs.

“It's some kind of spider nest! They're huge—Orion, what should we do?!”

“Just ignore them! Keep climbing to where I am!” he replied.

Julie, now in a panic, began frantically swatting at the large tarantulas that poured out of the hole and swarmed over the wall. Every time she hit one with her fist, it exploded in green ichor and slime. The rocks became more and more slippery, and eventually the spiders began jumping to the rope and the two climbers still on it.

“Fuck, they're all over me! I'm losing my grip!” she screamed, as Markon just below her hooked his feet into loops in the rope so he could use both hands to swat the huge arachnids. He wrapped the rope around his thighs to form something to stand on, but the spiders were making the rope slippery with goo. Just then, Julie's foot slipped out from under her and she came crashing down on Markon. He lost his grip as well and tumbled backward, his legs and hips still tangled in the rope. Julie grabbed onto his torso as he was flipped upside down, hanging over the abyss with the petite jaguar clutching his arms and chest.

“Listen to me! Stop panicking and just lower yourselves to the ledge! It's only a few feet to the right!” Orion bellowed, his voice echoing back up from the chasm. It was no use though. Julie screamed as her grip faltered, slipping down Markon's arms toward the abyss.

Markon had become completely tangled in the rope, as the loops he had wound around his thighs climbed up to his groin, tangling his cock and ball sack into the knots. As he hung upside down and tried to hold Julie, his weight was supported almost entirely by the ropes looped around his groin!

“AAAAAHHH!! JULIE LET GO LET GO!!!” he screamed. With an awful popping sound, his stitches burst as his tightly stretched nut sack split open, his two huge balls pulled out by the rough rope, crushed together and strangled for an agonizing moment before the cords connecting his balls to his body broke and he slipped out, sliding out of the goo-covered loops of rope, plunging into the abyss with Julie.

“JULIE! NOOOO!!” Orion screamed after them, helpless as he watched from the wall ledge as his lover and friend disappeared into the darkness. He stifled a sob as he looked up at the rope they had been climbing with, Markon's bloody colt makers still tangled in the mess of rope where he had been gelded before slipping out. The swarm of tarantulas quickly covered the mess, many of them pouncing on the meaty orbs as a fresh meal.

Orion hung to the side of the wall, closing his eyes and trying to unsee what had just happened. “I have to make it to the end, and find out what's down here, otherwise their deaths are in vain,” he thought. He pressed on, eventually coming to the ledge they had seen from the top of the chasm.

He walked through the dark tunnel, lit only by primitive gas lamps that had burned for centuries. Eventually, after many twists and turns, the tunnel opened into a large chamber with a stone door at the end, surrounded by glyphs and runes carved into the arch supporting it. Kneeling in front of the doorway was a stone statue of a beautiful human woman. The woman's eyes were closed, her mouth open in a large O-shape, and her two hands cupping in front of her below her chin, with her small stone fingers splayed like holding two fruits or drinking from a bowl of water.

Orion walked around the statue, wondering what it represented or if it had a use. The woman's delicate stone fingers were beautifully carved, and she was stunningly beautiful herself, poised in a position of submission on her knees before whoever stood before her. He turned toward the doorway itself behind her: a heavy stone arch carved out of the rough cave wall, two ancient gas lamps flickering on either side of it. Runes made from gold leaf were carved into the stone around the archway. He peered closely, trying to translate them.

“Whoever shall enter must stand before me, and allow me to take him into me, ...[here the arch had been chipped and the runes were unreadable] … with this offering [or “sacrifice”...the translation was unclear] the doors shall open.” Orion muttered as he translated. He looked back at the kneeling woman, her head exactly at groin-height and her mouth open.

“Well, it looks like this will be the easiest lock to pick that I've ever seen!” he smiled as he unzipped his pants, letting his huge cock dangle out and his balls hang freely. He stepped forward, sliding his semi-hard length into the woman's mouth, as his balls fit perfectly in her cupped hands. With a gasp he felt her mouth warm up and began sucking, as if the statue had come to life! He let himself be drawn further in to her mouth and throat, his thick cock proving no problem for the statue's soft, warm mouth, as her fingers gently fondled his big balls. “Damn, this is pretty nice. These temples always required a sacrifice to enter the innermost treasure room, but I'm happy to offer up a load of cum,” he thought, as the soft and lifelike statue sucked eagerly on his dick and played with his colt-makers. He quickly stiffened to his full length and girth and felt the mouth sucking more eagerly, tightening on him as the fingers grabbed his balls harder. “Easy girl, you'll get my cum, no doubt about that,” he smiled as he bucked harder, feeling the hot cum rise up in his balls as he reached orgasm. With a final thrust he spurted his hot load, feeling the statue's petite fingers squeeze his huge balls as if demanding every last drop.

At that moment the statue's lips pulled back from her teeth as if in a snarl, and Orion looked in suprise as her previously hidden teeth were revealed to be long diamond blades! The statue's eyes opened, looking straight up at him with blue gemstones as her jaw clenched and her diamond teeth tore into his cock, as if caught in a bear trap! He shrieked in shock as her teeth quickly bit all the way through his rock-hard dick, and the fingers dug their diamond-tipped fingernails into his vulnerable scrotum, trying to crush and puncture his balls. He screamed as he fell back, tearing off his cock inside her and only barely managing to save his balls.

He screamed in agony while he clutched his now dickless groin, looking up from where he had fallen to see the large stone doors grind slowly open. The statue, her mouth covered in the gush of blood that had spurted from his cock root, stopped flexing her fingers and closed her iridescent blue eyes as she returned to stone. No sign of his once proud horse cock remained as the statue resumed its innocent and welcoming pose.

Orion felt near to passing out as he clutched his wounded cock root and his torn scrotum, curled up in the fetal position before the statue. The sacrifice was not what he thought—the temple didn't require a load of cum, it required his whole dick. Now that he had unwittingly made the ultimate sacrifice, he could see through the doors a room filled with treasure. He struggled to his feet and stumbled through. Once he passed the threshold the doors began to grind shut again, as he slumped on the stairs of the glittering treasure trove. The dickless stallion looked at the endless bounty as he slowly bled to death, aware only of the agony from his crushed testicles and severed cock.