One boy ran up to a small group that had gathered in the neighborhood square. There were three other boys there, waiting for the last member of their gang.

"Boys! Sorry, Mom made me do the dishes," a small bat apologized.

A cheetah let out a chuckle as he listened to his friend, "Now you wash dishes like a girl."

"Silly cat, my dad does the dishes too, and he's not a girl!" a small canine, a rottweiler, snarled back.

"Yeah yeah, we already know what a man your daddy is just because he's a cop, Tommy," replied the cheetah, raising an eyebrow.

The fourth boy, a lion that had yet to grow the characteristic mane that proud felines always flaunt, coughed to get the group's attention. They all looked at the lion, remembering that their friend had gathered them together to tell them something important.

"Are you done with your little girl talk?" asked the lion.

"We're waiting for you. Could you hurry up, Danny?" replied the canine.

"Yeah, what's that important thing you had to tell us?" added the cheetah.

"Not here, we're going to our secret base," said the feline.

The bat, who had barely recovered from the distance he had run, let out a groan and made his way, along with his friends, to his large secret base.

A large mansion that stood out among the other houses had been taken as a base of operations for the group of friends. The large building had been abandoned at least a decade ago, after its owner fled the country, pursued by justice for a lifetime of tax evasion. The mansion still stood today, with its boarded-up windows, locked doors and high wooden fences keeping people away from the impenetrable old fortress.

But, like any fortress, the mansion also had a weak spot, one that Tommy had found last year, two days before his eleventh birthday, the little canine had found a hole under the fence, hidden by a leafy bush, that leads to the property's courtyard. And, after a day of exploring, Vinnie discovered that one of the windows leading to the basement was broken and large enough for a large adult to fit through.

Preparing the fort took weeks. The guys took it upon themselves to remove all the old stuff that was in the basement, clean it out, bring in small furniture, blankets, bags of candy, lanterns, and even Andrew took a good bit of time looking for a mini fridge to store food in, not that there was any electricity in the mansion but the appliance, which even turned off, gave the secret base a great look.

Vinnie was the last to arrive and descend through the broken window, the other three boys were already waiting for him inside gathered in a circle, battery-operated lanterns already lit. The bat approached, completing the circle, and stood expectant of what Danny had to tell them.

"Well, now I can tell you, but...the question here is, who is ready to become a man?" asked the lion.

"I'm ready!" shouted Vinnie.

"I'm ready...I guess," replied the cheetah in a calm tone and raising an eyebrow.

"Don't be ridiculous, I'm already a man," the canine replied confidently.

Danny smiled and walked over to Tommy, "Oh yeah? Then I guess you already know how to masturbate then don't you?"

"Of course I know how to masturbate!" growled the rottweiler, then folded his arms and hurriedly looked away from his friend's face.

"What's that, Tommy?" the bat asked.

"Yeah, Tommy, explain it to Vinnie and Andrew," Danny added in a mocking tone.

"What is it, are you guys stealing booze from your parents again?" asked Andrew, somewhat concerned.

Danny slipped an arm around the cheetah's back, hugging him and pulling him close, "Of course not, Andrew! I'd never get into mischief without my feline brother," said the lion.

"Feline power!" shouted Andrew, bumping a fist with the other feline.

"Feline power!" replied Danny, bumping his fist.

"Aww...I want some too!" moaned Vinnie.

"Sorry, you're not a feline, Vinnie," said Andrew, sticking out his little tongue.

At that instant, the bat looked at Tommy and raised his fist, waiting for the other boy to reply," Power..."

"No, you're not canine," the dog replied, and turned his back to his friend.

"All three of you are idiots," Vinnie groaned, and folded his arms, puffing out his cheeks in annoyance.

The two felines burst out laughing, and Danny walked over to the bat and hugged him, "Don't be mad, Vinnie! You're the best chiropteran I know," said the lion, trying to comfort his friend.

"I'm the only chiropteran you know," Vinnie clarified.

"That's not true! I also know Brandon, my brother's friend, and he's an idiot, so that makes you the best," Danny explained.

The bat recovered himself and let out a chuckle, "It's okay...I'm the best!" the boy replied contentedly.

"Arrf...I'm leaving," Tommy growled.

"Wait! Sit down everyone, I'm going to tell you the best discovery in the world, and how to become a man!" exclaimed the lion.

The other three boys regained their curiosity, and sat down with Danny on the carpeted floor of their secret base.

"Well, here's what I found out: last Thursday, when my parents usually go out to eat and I'm left alone with my brother, Brandon, my brother's friend, had come to dinner with us. After dinner, I stayed in the living room playing video games and my brother went to his room with his friend," the lion began to explain.

"The worst bat you know," Vinnie interrupted.

"The worst bat," replied the two felines in unison.

"Well, then, around midnight, I got bored and went to see what they were doing. When I walked into their room, I saw the two guys sitting in front of my brother's computer, they had their pants down, and... They were playing with their penises!" continued Danny narrating his story.

"Playing with their penises?! That's disgusting!" protested Tommy.

"Yeah, through there you pee, it smells bad..." added Vinnie.

"My dad always tells me to wash my penis every time I take a bath," said Andrew.

"Of course you have to wash it! So it doesn't smell bad when you play with it," explained the lion.

"I don't know, Danny...I don't think my parents would like me playing with my penis," the bat replied.

"That's why you have to do it secretly, without others seeing you. Trust me, it feels great," Danny stated.

"If my feline brother says it feels great, then I want to try it," ventured the cheetah.

"That's the spirit!" celebrated the lion.

"Well...I guess I can try," ventured Vinnie.

"Canines can do it too?" asked Tommy.

"Of course they can! All men can do it," clarified Danny.

"So how's it done?" asked Andrew, wagging his tail like a snake.

"First we have to take off our pants and underpants," said the lion.

The other three boys nodded, and as Danny began to take off his sneakers, the others followed suit. Socks, pants, and finally, his underpants, leaving the four boys with their genitals exposed. An awkward silence took over the basement of the mansion, as the four friends watched each other, experiencing for the first time the nakedness of their fellow boys. They all had small hairy sheaths of a similar size, with Tommy carrying the thickest. As for their scrotums, their little balls were completely attached to their penises, even though Danny and Vinnie had the largest and hairiest ones.

"What's next?" the canine asked, letting his anxiety show.

"Now you have to stroke your penises until they get hard," the lion explained, watching his friends.

Realizing that each of the boys was stroking himself in different ways than his brother had taught him, Danny stopped the others, spread his legs far enough apart so they could all see clearly, and then taught them how to do it, taking his sheath with two fingers and moving them, down and up, generating a pleasurable tingling between his legs until he was hardening his penis and making it come out of its sheath.

The other three boys were surprised to see a pointy, pink stick of flesh slowly emerge from the hairy sheath, and it swelled the more it was touched.

"Your dick came out! Your dick came out!" shouted Vinnie, pointing to the lion's crotch.

Danny sighed, somewhat shaken, then laughed," It didn't come out! It's called an erection, and it's normal when you masturbate," the boy explained.

Andrew leaned over to the other feline, moving closer to his friend's genitals, and stretching his hand out to almost touch the lion's penis, "Can I touch it?" the cheetah asked.

Danny removed his hand from his penis and smiled," Sure! My brother told me that friends can touch each other," the lion affirmed.

Andrew smiled and, with his index finger, carefully touched his friend's glans, "Wooah! It's got spikes on the tip!" exclaimed the feline in surprise.

"Yes! All felines have them, my brother's are huge!" explained Danny.

"Feline power!" shouted Andrew.

"Feline power!" replied the lion.

"Pff...mine's bigger," said Tommy, watching as a thick, pointed phallus slowly emerged from its sheath.

Vinnie continued to masturbate as he had learned from his friend, and admired the extended tube of meat that continued to grow unabated," Mine...It's so long!" the boy shouted, sensing that he was winning in some sort of unspoken group competition.

Andrew settled back into his spot and excitedly began to masturbate quickly, managing to bring out a small member very similar to Danny's, though smaller in size," Whew...that feels really good," moaned the cheetah.

"Tommy! Look at your penis!" exclaimed the lion, pointing to a bulge at the base of the dog's sheath.

"Holy shit!" cried the young canine, and immediately stopped masturbating.

"Are those his balls?" asked Vinnie in surprise.

The rottweiler hastily squeezed his scrotum, and noticed that everything was in order, "No, my balls are fine," confirmed the canine.

"Does it hurt?" asked Danny.

"It doesn't hurt, although I feel it keeps coming up..." the dog replied worriedly.

"Should we take him to the hospital?" whispered Vinnie, somewhat panicked.

"You said we canines could masturbate too!" cried Tommy, with tears in his eyes.

"Sorry, Tommy...I didn't know..." apologized the young lion.

The canine got up from the floor and began to dress at full speed, "I'll go ask my father," said the boy.

"Wait!" shouted Danny, trying to stop his friend.

"I know! I know! I'm not going to tell him what we were doing, I'll just tell him it happened all of a sudden," explained the rottweiler as he climbed through the window and out of hiding.

"So what do we do now?" asked Andrew to the other feline.

"I don't know..." replied the lion, looking distressed and with his shoulders slumped.

"Ah! Guys! I think I'm going to pee. I can't hold it!" moaned Vinnie, who had continued to masturbate and now looked like he wouldn't make it to the bathroom.

"Oh! Easy, keep it up, you're not going to pee yourself," explained the lion.

The bat continued to masturbate until he let out a squeal, squeezed his legs together, and lay panting, his long tongue lolling out, "It's... very nice..." moaned Vinnie.

"Told you so," laughed Danny, and sat back down to continue masturbating.

"So is it safe?" asked Andrew.

The lion reached out, grabbing his feline friend's small penis, and began to stroke it, "Yeah, relax. Must be that canines can't do it," said Danny, jerking them both off.

"Canines are weird..." muttered the cheetah.

"Yeah, being canine sucks," replied the lion, laughing.

"Feline power!" moaned Vinnie, who was still catching his breath, already with his member slowly contracting.

"Brother...your hand feels great," said Andrew, looking at the other feline.

"Anything for a feline brother," Danny replied, and continued to masturbate them for quite a while, as the chiropteran watched them.