Obligatory Content Warning: The following story contains SEX ACTS between MALE CHARACTERS, one of whom is a CUB.  It also contains references to AZTEC DIETIES.  If any of this offends you, DO NOT READ ON.  By reading beyond this point, you waive your right to be offended by anything within this story, because YOU WERE WARNED.  For those of you whom I haven't scared away... enjoy!

Chimalli knew he was in big trouble.  His village had never been on the most friendly terms with the nearby tribes, but the attack had been completely unexpected.  It was hard to believe that such a normal morning could have changed so quickly.  From fetching the morning water, the ocelot now found himself bound and being marched to the great Aztec city of Tenochtitlan, along with a few other members of his tribe who had not been slaughtered in the battle.  He knew what was about to happen, and tried his best not to cry.

It didn't seem fair to the young ocelot.  He wasn't a warrior.  He was barely an adult!  But now he was slated to be sacrificed to the gods, just one of many captives taken by the Aztecs to feed their gods' insatiable hunger for blood.

Night had fallen as the group had arrived at Tenochtitlan, giving the captives a fleeting look at the great temples where tomorrow, under the noon sun, they would be sacrificed.  The group had been corralled into a small stone building to spend their final night on earth.  Most of the others had already fallen asleep, either crying to sleep or passing out from sheer exhaustion.  Chimalli was just about to join them when his sensitive ears picked up the sound of footpaws approaching.  A quick glance around revealed that he seemed to have been the only captive alert enough to have noticed.

Chimalli curled up in a ball, hugging his tail close as the footsteps approached.  He wanted to be brave in the face of his captors, but he simply could not.  His terror was too great.

The footsteps paused outside of the room where the prisoners were held.  A few moments later, a jaguar emerged, glancing around furtively.  His build suggested that he was an adult, perhaps even nearing his elder years, and there was a noticeable tent beneath his breechcloth.

Despite his fear, Chimalli couldn't help but to ogle the jaguar, especially the bulge beneath his clothing.  He had always had an eye for the other males in the village, but the jaguar seemed especially appealing.  Without his even being aware of it, the ocelot's own malehood began to stiffen.

A few tense moments passed as the jaguar glanced around at the prisoners.  His eyes fell on the ocelot, and Chimalli felt a chill run down his spine.

"You," the jaguar whispered, pointing at Chimalli.  "Come here."

Chimalli's fur stood on end.  Surely the jaguar wasn't addressing HIM!  But a quick glance around revealed all the other prisoners to be asleep.  Tucking his tail between his legs, the ocelot crawled to the bars of the cage, his ears pressed down to his head, and looked up at the jaguar.

"You know that you are to be sacrificed tomorrow when the sun reaches its zenith," the jaguar whispered, just loud enough for the ocelot to hear.  Chimalli nodded, shivering at the thought.  The jaguar continued, "I do not wish to see one so young be sent to our gods... so I will make a deal with you."

Chimalli's jaw dropped.  Here was an opportunity to save himself!   He nodded quickly, his bound paws held high in supplication.  "Please, I'll do anything!"

The jaguar glanced around again, then pushed aside his breechcloth.  "I will let you go... if you will suck on me."

Another shiver ran down Chimalli's spine.  Not only was he about to finally get a chance to play with another male's penis, but it would earn him his freedom!  With only a moment's hesitation, Chimalli dove down onto the jaguar's length, nearly gagging as he buried his muzzle in the large feline's groin, his tip hitting the back of the ocelot's throat.

The jaguar bit his lip hard to keep from moaning out at the sudden warmth around his malehood.  He reached his paws in between the bars and grasped both sides of the boy's head, holding him steady as he began to rut the eager boy's muzzle.

A generous amount of pre flowed into the boy's muzzle as the jaguar thrusted.  His bound paws made their way down to his own throbbing erection, rubbing as best he could despite the ropes keeping his wrists firmly together.  A pleasured whimper escaped his muzzle, quickly silenced by a rough paw slapping his head.

"Be quiet!" the jaguar hissed.  "If we're caught, we will both be killed!"

Wincing slightly, Chimalli resumed bobbing his muzzle along the jaguar's length, his head now free as the older feline grasped the bars to keep himself upright.  The scent of sweat and pheromones assaulted the young ocelot's nose as he frantically bobbed his muzzle along the jaguar's length, eager both to pleasure him and ensure his release.

It wasn't long before the jaguar let out a gasp and a soft groan.  Chimalli barely managed to suppress a gag as the jaguar grabbed his head again, forcing the boy down into his crotch as his cock pulsed in the ocelot's muzzle, shooting his thick seed right into the boy's throat.

For almost thirty seconds, the jaguar ground his hips against the ocelot's throat as he mated the boy's mouth.  When he had finished, he collapsed backwards, panting heavily, sliding down to the floor as he caught his breath.

Chimalli coughed as the jaguar's cock withdrew from his muzzle.  His own erection lay forgotten as he grasped the bars, looking at the jaguar.  "Please... you promised... set me free..."

A minute passed, the air filled with the sounds of breathing and snores.  As the jaguar caught his breath, he almost seemed to fall asleep, sending a sharp stab of fear through the boy's heart.  But finally, the jaguar pushed himself up, and without a word, produced a stone knife and cut the boy's bonds.

"Thank you," Chimalli whispered as he crawled to the door.  The jaguar quietly slid it open, and led the boy outside, past the sleeping guards, and into the city.

"I will take you to the jungle's edge," the jaguar whispered.  "From there, you must run, far away.  You must never tell anyone of what transpired tonight."

Chimalli nodded, almost in a daze as he followed the jaguar through the quiet city streets.  Under the cover of darkness, they navigated the city's streets, past stone houses and the great stone pyramids, and were soon across one of the bridges leading out of the city.

"We must part here," the jaguar said, turning to go.

"Thank you," Chimalli whispered, and without a backwards glance, he set out into the forest, running as fast as his legs could take him.

For how long he ran, the ocelot could not quite say.  The unfamiliar jungles intimidated the boy, but anything was better than what would happen if he had remained in Tenochtitlan.  Morning's first light had just begun to touch the sky as the ocelot collapsed beneath a tree.  Exhausted and breathless, he wanted nothing more than to sleep.  And sleep he would have, had he not heard a voice behind him.

"Hello, young one," said the stranger.

Chimalli squealed and rolled around, scrambling backwards until his back was pressed against a large tree.

Before him stood an old coyote, dressed in robes made from red and blue feathers.  A grin adorned the old yote's face as he looked down at the ocelot.

"W-who are you?" Chimalli asked, fearful that this might be a scout sent out to hunt him down.

The coyote laughed.  "I am Huehuecoyotl.  Perhaps you have heard of me."

For a few seconds, the ocelot stared at the coyote, dumbfounded.  Then, the coyote's words connected in the young ocelot's mind.  He immediately prostrated himself before the god.  "Huehuecoyotl, what brings you here?" he asked.

Chimalli listened as the coyote walked up to him, his eyes fixed on the ground, until the god's footpaws came into view.  Something soft landed on top of the ocelot, then slid off his back and landed at his side.  He glanced down and saw that it was the god's clothing.

"We're going to have lots of fun," the god said as Chimalli looked up at him.

And suddenly, Chimalli wasn't so tired anymore.