This was written a few years ago, while going through a rather difficult time with my first partner who ultimately I left because he couldn't deal with the concept of me of being a furry. My first ex actually openly mocked my decision to come out as a furry. One of the many reasons we broke up and I left him. A few months later, I suffered a major mental breakdown, attempted suicide and checked myself into the hospital a few days later. After I got out, I started working on this story to help me deal with what was going on in my head. I was going through my archives and came across this. This is still the original version from when I had written it. Please enjoy and comment!

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I was Broken and Lost-Chapter 1

By Rogal Ursus

This is the prologue to the story _ I was Broken and Lost and you Found Me _. This details about how I wound up on the doorway to begin with. This story contains the following:

M/M Graphic sex, N/C, Anal, Kissing, Strong emotions

If the following themes bother you or are not allowed where you are, please do not read. This story also is not suitable for reading in a corporate working environment. YOU HAVE BEEN Warned!!

It was a while ago we had met. Looking back, it's been about five or so years. He was older than I was, by about ten years, but it was his mind I was attracted to. He was a bookbinder and initially, it was about learning a skill. My parents had wanted me to get an apprentice position anyway, and why not do something I love anyway?

It started out wonderfully as most relationships do. I threw myself into learning the trade completely. Over the course of several months, I time and again proved how eager I was to learn and progress. It was almost a year before the passion occurred and I remember it perfectly. A small box of books had come in, obviously showing signs of water damage and needing all new covers. Building upon what he had taught me, I threw myself into the task. It took a few weeks to make all the repairs to the small collection.

"This is amazing work boy," he said, standing over me as he whistled. "The client will probably pay extra for this work. I am proud of you." He leaned down and kissed my forehead. He then kissed my muzzle in a passionate way and then stopped. "I shouldn't have done that. I really shouldn't have done that."

He walks a few steps towards the stairs to the living area and looks back at the somewhat shocked look on my face. Uttering a light growl, he runs back and grabs my head planning his muzzle on mine and gives me another passionate kiss, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body. Once he broke the kiss, he smiled. "If you liked that, you will enjoy what's to come cub."

Picking me up in his arms, he carried me upstairs to the bedroom and sat me down on the bed. He then began to slowly remove my shoes, socks and pants, all the while remaining dressed. He then removed my vest and shirt and pushed me onto my back. He then removed his clothes and climbed on the bed atop me.

"To be honest, I've wanted this for a while cub." He leaned down and kissed me again. The hot breath on my neck before he kissed me was almost too much to bear. I moaned loudly, vibrating his tongue on mine when his muzzle pressed against mine. The kiss felt like it was forever, but only lasted a few seconds. He moved down onto my left nipple and licked it before taking it into his mouth and sucking and nibbling, making me squirm and he growl more. Once he was satisfied, he moved onto the other, giving me the same reaction. The pleasure was almost unbearable. I was moaning louder than I had ever before.

Once my nips had been taken care of, he moved down my chest, licking my belly top to bottom, driving me further into a pleasure induced madness. I moaned so loud, I was worried someone outside might hear. Once his lips reached my sheath, he went to town, enveloping my entire sheath in one swoop. I roared with pleasure as I felt my seed spill into his waiting mouth.

Once he had swallowed my seed, he looked at me oddly and a look of anger appeared on his face. "I never anticipated you were going to go that quick cub. Either way, I'm still going to break your furry ass in." He reached into the nightstand and pulled out a small bottle and removed the cap. "On your stomach now cub."

Flipping over onto my stomach as asked, he began to pour some of the contents of the bottle across my ass cheeks, rubbing his paws towards my hole. He then began to slip his finger into my hole pushing and pulling it in and out for a few minutes. He then stopped and I heard him growl. "This will hurt cub, I'm not going to lie to you. Relax and do what I say and it'll be enjoyable for both of us."

He then thrust his entire length into my ass. I roared and cried out in pain, but his paw covered my mouth, stifling my screams. "Hush cub. It always hurts the first time. Relax and get used to it." I thought I was going to pass out from the pain. I began to feel a little wet around my hole. "It's ok cub. You'll be fine," he replied as he began to thrust in and out of my ass. Every pull was becoming more and more intense.

He started off slowly in and out and as he did, his cock seemed to get larger, stretching me further. The pain began to slowly give way to pleasure and underneath my stomach, I felt myself becoming hard again. I was beginning to enjoy this? How could anyone enjoy this? This was some of the worst pain I had experienced.

After a few minutes, he began to speed up, his strokes becoming shorter until finally he jammed his length deep into my bowels and roared, his seed coating my insides like a fire hose. Once he stopped spurting, he removed his cock from my ass and flopped down next to me. Pulling my body close to his, he wrapped his arms around me and we both fell asleep.