My First Time, My First Love
I am not responsible for anything that happens to you while you are reading this, for this piece of work has adult material in it that may offend some users. Read at your own risk. All characters belong to me. I walked down the street, towards my lonely and desolate apartment building. Trudging through the five inch thick snow, I heard fast paced pawsteps behind me, crunching in the snow. It was Jake, one of my neighbors son, and a good friend of mine. I had just gotten back from watching the local game of rugby, which our team lost too. Jake was very interested in rugby, but his parents won't support him and refused to let him go, and being eleven, couldn't go alone. "Greg! Wait up! Greg!" Jake hollered, waving his black and white blotched paw in the air as he ran up. I turned around to greet him as he came, casually saying hello and asking what he was doing all the way out here, although I knew why, and it was just a few hundred feet from the complex. "Hey, what's going on? You need something?" I casually said as he caught his breath before me. "Who---won---the game?..." Jake panted out between gasps of cold, winter chilled air. "Oh, we lost. Shame though, they weren't playing very fair, I think the ref's were bribed." I said glumly, looking for something else to look at besides Jakes depressed face as I gave him the news. "Aww, shoot! I thought we would have won tonight... Oh well, there's always next season. See you soon, Greg!" Jake shouted down the street as he ran back down the streets, probably trying to get home before his parents found out he was gone. Not minding it at all, I continued my journey down the street until I came to the crosswalk that led to the other side of the street, which then led about one hundred feet down that side to the apartment complex. I looked at my watch, suddenly realizing that it was ten minuted past final lock up. I started to get anxious waiting for the cars to stop coming for a few seconds so I could get to the other side. But Jake had gotten out? So it must be unlocked... I though to myself. Lost in my state of though and worry, I saw that there was a break in the cars, and I decided to make a run for it. I jumped out onto the crosswalk, still thinking to myself about the door, and what would happen if I didn't make it, or if it was locked up already, where I would stay. There must have been some real enthusiasts for the other rugby team in town that for 3 reasons did what is about to follow: 1: Not known the roads, and where everything was. 2: Were drunk 3: Were not paying close enough attentions to the weather conditions As I was walking through the crosswalk, about halfway through, I heard the screech and wet slide of overspeeding tires on wet, snow covered ground. Bright, blinding lights, coming closer and closer, as fear stuck me to my spot. There was about a half second between the recognition of the threat, and the threat becoming a deadly factor. There was a bone crushing, audible crunch as the front of the car collided with my side, throwing me at least five feet back, blood spattering across the ground as I flew, and a large amount on the front of the dented car. I landed in the snow with another crunch on my shoulder, blood soaking through my light blue and white fur and turning the pure white snow dark with the color of death. I tried to get up, but my side and shoulder gave me such protest that I almost passed out with the pain. In my half-unconscious state, I saw all four doors open from the car, and figures running towards me. Many other doors around the street also opened to reveal pale and shocked faces of other witnesses. I heard a voice close to me call out to the world in general. "Somebody call an ambulance quick!" The one who called out supported my upper body as blood flowed like never before down my back, soaking my shoulder and lower back and eventually dribbling in a rapidly increasing spot on the ground. The one who had called out tried to soothe my soul with some word of encouragement as others gathered around my deformed body and blood soaked ground and fur. "Everything will be alright, hang in there! It'll be O.K.! Just hold on, please!" With that, I could not stand the mental and physical pain anymore, and my body shut down to prevent anymore excruciating pain. As I was passing out, and everything around me was becoming fainter, the one who had first called, called again for someone to hurry faster to get the ambulance, for I was going unconscious. I finally gave into the dark sleep and went limp in the caller's hands as blood continued to stain other parts of my fur and clothes, along with the growing puddle around me, which was now about five feet in diameter. * * * I came-too slowly, disorganized and disoriented. Everything around me was a white or melinda color, along with a small, double tap, high pitched beep every few seconds. As I focused more and more, I realized that I was in a hospital, and the beeping was a heart monitor. I was in the room alone, but there was hurried conversation outside the door from what seemed to be three or four individuals and a doctor or nurse. I could make out some of what they were saying. "But--will happen if he doesn't
is permanently---and crippled?" "We just---to hope the he----and recover with
help of time and rest." "Is it O.K.----check on him?" Nothing else was said, but the person in charge obviously nodded their head, for four individuals came in and were smiling when they saw me awake and conscious. Nobody spoke until everyone had found a seat, and was waiting on someone to start. The one who I recognized as the one who called out first for the ambulance started the conversation. "So, what is your name?" "Gregory...Mince..." I found that my voice was croaky and I could hardly get anything out. "What...about your...names?" I asked, looking around the room at all of the individuals. The one that I new perceived to be the leader said his first. "I'm Troy, this is Andrew," He said, pointing to the far left person. "Henry," He motioned to the one next to him,on the right. "And Dave." Motioning to the far right occupant of the room. Troy was a tall wolf, muscular and greyish white, and I was immediately drawn to him for some unknown reason. Andrew was a medium height husky, with the original black and white husky fur. Henry was a short and somewhat wimpy thin fox, but a low toned red, much different from other foxes. And Dave was a tall and slim greyhound, sleek and skinny. I took the time to look over all of them, and they let me, waiting until I looked back at Troy for us to start another conversation. "Well," Troy began "We gave you seven broken ribs, three fractures in your shoulder-blade and collar bone, and a huge gashes on both of the areas. I wouldn't touch them either, or try to for that matter, for that will just open them again. " "How...long was I...out for?" "About 14 hours, enough for us to get you here, get you to an emergency operating room, and stitch up your wounds. But it's going to take at least four months for those bones to heal, and in the condition your in, and with nobody to take care of you at your home, you have to stay here." "Four...months, huh?" "Yep, four months in this hospital. Of course, we have obligated ourselves to taking care of you. It's the least we can do for putting you in this shape. We should help in some degree in fixing it." "That's...very kind...of you. Thank you." With that, my energy gave out from all of the stress my body was going through and emotional and physical pain I was still in, and I passed out for the second time. * * * For the next few months, I was getting better and better with each week. The four caretakers had made a daily rotation to come and see me and check up on me to see how I was doing and if I needed anything. It was Dave before he left for work, his temporary employment in the foreign city, then Andrew before he went out to eat lunch on his lunch break from working at his temporary job, then Henry for after dinner in his small rented apartment, then, at about 10pm, right before he went to bed, it would be Troy, the best of them all, and I was starting to get quite emotionally attached to him, and I think him to me, but he wouldn't admit it. Everything worked out quite nicely, no bad things happened for the city, nothing happened to my house, everyone was nice to me while I was being taken care of, even though I was wasting their valuable time, maybe even away from their families. One of the best things happened to me at 10:15pm, while Troy was about to leave. This was on the 3rd month, about halfway through it. All of my wounds and bones had healed, it was just physical therapy now. "Troy?" "Yes?" He responded with a calm tone, even without looking at me while he was putting the tray down of what I had asked him to get me for a small snack. "Do you..." "Do I what?" "Do you...Love me?" Immediately after I said the words, under my light blue fur my skin turned as red as roses, but I had to know, even if it cost me my dignity. "You know..." He paused and took in a deep breath. "I have been waiting so long to tell you that, but I always thought you would never look at me the same if I did." "Well, now we know. You love me?" "Like the world itself. I would do anything for you. I think when we met, by pain and death and blood, that it was for the better, for the moment I saw you, even covered in your own blood, I thought you were the cutest thing in the world. And every day, when I come, I resist the urge, as it grows every day, knowing that my time with you is getting shorter. I have resisted the urge to say that I love you, and do this." He ran over to my bed, and flopped down and took my head in his hands and clasps his lips on mine. I returned the favor and brought his body closer to mine, opening my mouth and sharing tongues with him as we intertwined inside each others mouths, dancing gracefully with each other. He was the first to turn away from the kiss, and opened a door which I would have never brought up, for today maybe. "Let's take this a bit further. Come on, stand up, you're well enough to do physical activity. Take off you're hospital robe." I did as he said, my cock already halfway hard and getting harder as I watched him remove his clothes to reveal his gorgeously toned rump and groin. This turned me on so much, I almost immediately went on the verge of being so hard it was painful. My black cock standing out against my lightly colored fur, and his thick red member jetting out against his low toned gray fur. "Let's fuck." That was all that needed to be said. My knot was beginning to form as I motioned for him to get on his hands and knees as I mounted him by my instincts, doggystyle. Wrapping my forelegs around his pelvis, leaking pre on the floor below me, I asked him if he was ready. All he did was raise his tail and show his tight little asshole and that was enough. I moved forward and pushed my cocktip against his tailhole, lubing it up with pre. Once he was well lubed and well groaning, I tightened up my arms around his sides and gave a small twitch of my hips, pushing my large black cockhead partially into him. Troy let out a load moan of pleasure as I penetrated him a small amount, obviously his first time as well as mine as I was lost in the bliss of being only partially in. I tensed up again and shoved a good two inches of my cock into his sweet tight asshole, making him whine and groan at the same time in mixed pleasure and pain, as I myself felt my instincts creeping up on me from behind and I knew that he would have to get used to the size until my instincts kicked in. I quickly gave small, short jabs with my hips, gradually sinking in inches at a time, making Troy groan and gasp in pleasure as I slowly fucked him, and myself lost in utter bliss as I was surrounded by the tight, warm, pulsing anal track that was Troy. I had about half my cock buried inside his ass when my instincts kicked in, and I managed to give him a small warning in the last of my common sense. "Get ready-mrmph!-It's guna get rough!" "What?! Gaaaaaaaaahhhhh!" Troy gave a small scream as I shoved the rest of my huge thick black cock inside his sweet tight ass, causing him to squirm and spasm as I quickly pulled out to my tip and shoved my whole 9 inches back in to my knot, which was fully formed now. I continued to work at this, quickly and thoroughly rutting his anal track and asshole, giving short gasps as I pushed back into him every time, and Troy giving short spasms of pleasure and pain as he was penetrated nine inches into his ass, again and again. I quickly felt myself getting closer to my orgasm as I ran in and out of his ass, every time bringing short muscle spasms into Troy's body as I pounded him heavily. My climax was only a few thrusts away, and to get myself fully in, I would need to take him by surprise as to not make him tighten. I pulled out to my tip again, but gathered my weight up and brought myself down with the full force of my legs and arms, shoving myself up to my knot, and then squeezing as hard as I could, pushing against his ass, shoving myself gradually in. I gave one final heavy thrust of my hips, shoving my huge 3 inch knot up inside him. Troy gave a loud yip as he was penetrated fully, eleven inches in, and three inches across, shutting his eyes tightly and putting his forehead on the floor to combat the overwhelming pain and pleasure and the huge knot was shoved inside his anus. One thrust after pushing myself into his swollen anal track, I came. I threw my head back, shutting my eyes tight, and gave a soft howl as I shot strand after stand of cum deep inside Troy's ass. Troy could feel the hot sticky fluid flowing freely and in abundance from his mates cock that was buried deep inside his rectum. He could feel the cum flowing into him, filling him and causing him to have a loving warm heat radiating from inside his bowels. Finished with my task, my instincts wore off and I collapsed on top of Troy who then in turn collapsed on the floor, still tied with me. "I love you." I said with such a deep compassion that it caused Troy to feel a secondary warmth, one emanating from his heart, rather from the cock buried within him. "I love you too, Greg." With that, we both fell silent to regain our energy and await the de-swelling of my knot to allow us to separate. * * * The next morning, when Dave came in to see me before work, I was nice and tidy and there were no signs of anything that had happened the night before. He gave me my morning breakfast, and said good-day to me and left for work. Ten minutes after he left however, Troy crept into the room. "Listen, I need to talk." He said with a hasty, but happy voice. "What is it? Is something wrong?" "No, no nothing wrong, everything is even better than before. Listen, since I have nobody at my city but me and my friends, I was thinking that, you know, stay here, in this city." "Wow, that would be wonderful! What do the other three think?" "I'm sure they wouldn't mind, they can take care of themselves. I could even stay with you!" "That would be great when I get out of here. It should only be a few weeks before we can truly be together then." "Yes, I am truly glad though that you and I have met, because at my home, nobody really likes me, I don't know why though, so this will be like starting over! But I will have to go get my stuff from my house when you get out, so we can go together, it'll be our first real outing together!" "Yeah, I'm glad that you made the decision to stay here with me, because I don't have anyone here either. Finally I have someone." I smiled at him with the passion of one who cares. "Me too." "I love you." I called behind him as he started to leave. He stopped at the door, and slowly turned around to face me. I noticed that he was crying. "I..I love you too!!!" Like the first night, he came to me, and we embraced. Not like newfound teenagers looking for something fun to do, but as lovers.