Hey Everyone!!! I'm a super procrastinator, I knowwwwww!! But! Good news is I'm back with new writing! Here's the first Chapter of the Pathways of Life! This is a M/M romanceish story with dark themes throughout the series, this is a sequel to The Road of Life, featuring Shane as the main character, telling his back story and the back stories of other characters we didn't know much about from T.R.O.L. series. I always welcome constructive criticism and comments! If you have some ideas for how I can progress the story, please let me know! This chapter contains adult content rated for viewers 18+. Enjoy!!

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The Pathways of Life ~

Chapter 1 ~ Memoirs of Where Our Story Began

Silhouettes danced before his weary, straining eyes. What are they? Are they people, are they angels, or are they demons? Where was he? so many questions raced through his mind, he was afraid to fully open his eyes and see what had become of his situation. He was afraid he would see flames, see the horrid depths of hell before his eyes, it was for that reason he kept his eyes mostly shut. The place that he was in smelled of medical supplies. Was he in a hospital? Was he really still alive? There were voices around him, but he could not comprehend what they were saying as he fell in and out of consciousness. it seemed like hours passed, at one point he could hear the panicked voices of what he had come to realize were doctors and nurses. He could feel intense pain, as if his innards were being messed with and then a soft prick in his arm, it wasn't long before he was unconscious again.

He woke up hours later to a soft breeze and the sounds of a machine beeping consistently. His chest was still in pain but he seemed to be alive. Was it by some divine grace that he had lived, or was it merely luck? The moonlight shone in from the window, casting shadows around the room. The window was open, which was the source of the breeze, it was a bit of a cold night but he didn't mind. Why was he here? That's right, he had been shot by Alan, who wasn't as fortunate as he was, to survive the barrage of bullets that had pelted him. He wondered to himself if Max knew if he was alive. Would it change anything? Probably not, after all, Max had Andrew. His head was spinning with all the memories that had been knocked loose, Every detail that had brought him here was very clear and plain to see.

He gazed upon the past with a sense of longing. He longed for the heart he thought could not be his. He loved with all his heart, he only wished he could express how much Max meant to him, how much it haunted his every waking moment to lose him. It then dawned upon him as he lay awake on the hospital bed, he had lived for a purpose. The bullet had not ended his life so that he could write his story, so that maybe one day Max would see all that he had gone through and how much he truly loved Max. Shane sat up, painstakingly, and grabbed a book with blank pages and a pen that conveniently sat on the nightstand next to his hospital bed. He would write his story, for Max, and then.. maybe one day the two could be together. Oh how much he wished it could be, how much he wanted to be next to the fox of his dreams once more. Maybe he would come tomorrow to visit and check on him. Or did Max think that he was dead? Had the doctors even told Max of Shane's fate? He wished, he prayed that Max knew he was still alive. He had to share his Memoirs.

~NineYears Earlier~

After school had ended I waited for him by the old Oak tree that was behind the school, like we had decided upon earlier. He was a little bit late but I didn't mind waiting the few extra minutes to meet up with him. He apologized for being late, stating that the teacher had held him back for a few minutes. "So, Shane, shall we get going?" he asked as he tried to suppress a yawn. "Yeah, let's get going!" I smiled at him, glad that I could be near him, I was curious though as to why he seemed so tired. We left the school grounds and headed for the town. Rayla was still a bit of a young town at this point in time, There were still areas that were undeveloped. In the main part of Rayla there was a movie theater, and a locally owned Grocery store that was called 'The Lucky Dog' amongst a few other things. We spent a few hours talking and exploring the town. I explained that my mom's job occupied most of her time, so I didn't really have to be home any time soon. He seemed hesitant to talk about his own life, as if he was certain I wouldn't understand.

He showed me that there were three different Housing districts in Rayla, the Shai District, the Riviara District and the Kian District. The Shai District was more or less the slums of the city. The Riviara District was the middle class and the Kian District housed the more wealthy people of Rayla. I belonged to the Riviara District, my mom worked most of the time which was enough to afford a simple house there. As the day started to turn to night we said our goodbyes. As I walked home I heard a rustling noise from some nearby bushes. Moments later an Equine emerged, he was a bit buff looking and seemed to have an air of confidence about him. "I wouldn't hang out around him if I was you, he's kind of a trouble maker that you don't want to be associated with." The Equine said. It threw me off a little, had he been following us? He must have noticed my discomfort at his presence, "Oh, sorry, the name's Alan, I go to your school, I just happened to pass by a while ago and saw you both." He smirked a bit at me, "I'm Shane..." I replied sheepishly. "Hey, you wanna come to my place and hang out?"

I don't know how really, but he had convinced me to go to his place, I shot my mom a text in case she got home before I did, 'Made a friend, hanging out at his place for a while.' after that I put my cell phone away and followed the Equine. It looked like he probably lived in the Kian district because his house was rather large and had an elegance to it that most other houses lacked. He gave me a tour of the place, "My parents won't be home tonight, they're away on business so we have the place to ourselves. You can spend the night if you want to?" It seemed odd to me, I hadn't made friends this quickly before, was there maybe something he wanted from me? The hours passed by, we played some video games and a round of Foosball, I had begun to grow a bit tired and the walk home was quite far, "Hey uh, Alan, is it alright if I take you up on your offer and spend the night?" He turned to face me, a bit of a smirk on his face, "Of course man!" He showed me to his room and explained that they didn't really have a guest room set up so, I could use his bed. I made sure to send my mom another text before I forgot, 'Spending the night at my friend's house, will be home tomorrow sometime.' It was the weekend and tomorrow was Saturday so there wasn't school.

It felt a bit odd, sleeping in someone else's bed, I had stripped down to my boxers because that's how I normally slept, Alan didn't seem to mind. He made a makeshift bed on the floor for himself and also stripped down to his boxers, his chest was toned and he was rather muscular, I couldn't help but stare at the fine features of his body. Alan was a year older than me, I was 12 and he was 13. I made sure he didn't catch me looking at his body and pretended to be falling asleep, it wasn't long before I actually did fall asleep.

It must have been early in the morning when I woke, because it was still very dark, what was it that had awoken me? It was the gentle pressure of the bed as someone slid into the bed next to me, I blushed and gasped out a bit as a strong arm wrapped around my bare chest and pulled me close to their chest. It was at that moment I realized that Alan was no longer on the floor, but the one in the bed with me. I could feel something hard pressing up against the back of my boxers and I couldn't help but feel a bit aroused at the feeling. I wanted to struggle but I felt paralyzed by my own fear and curiosity. I felt his paw move down my chest to the front of my boxers, over my crotch, feeling gently over my arousal. "So... you're aroused at this are you?" he whispered into my ear as he pulled down my boxers, gently squeezing and caressing the tip of my coyote-hood. I gasped out, soft moans escaping my maw as more of my cock began to emerge from its sheathe. Since my boxers were no longer blocking my rump I could feel his hard, Equine cock pressing against my virgin entrance.

I couldn't speak, couldn't move, I felt powerless to do anything. He wrapped his paw around my hardened cock and squeezed a bit as he began to press into me, "Mmmff, Let's see how much of me you can take..." I yelped out in pain as his large Equine cock pressed against my tight hole, eventually he managed to get his head into me. The painful sensation washed over me and he remained still for a while, "D-damn you're tight..." he stated as he let me adjust to his size. I was already leaking pre from everything he was doing to me. After a while his size felt good and he started pressing into me more. He pulled out of me and forced me up onto my knees, he pushed me forward so my maw pressed into the bed as he pinned my arms down, my rump raised up into the air for him. He re-positioned himself at my entrance again and forcefully pressed into me, grunting as his cock slid deep into me. I couldn't help but moan out as he began to pound himself against me, forcing himself completely into me. My stomach bulged a bit from the size of his cock, "A-ah... Alan..." was all I managed to moan out as he pounded me ruthlessly.

He moved one of his paws back to my cock and began to stroke it as he thrusted in and out. He moaned out, feeling as though he was drawing close to releasing his load. "Mmmff, good boy, you like this, don't you?" he moaned out. It was true, I did like it, it was unexpected and I sort of felt violated, but at the same time I liked it, enjoyed the feeling of it. His thrust got quicker and more rough, I could tell he was close. He stroked over my knot a few times and I moaned out loudly, unable to hold myself back, my seed shot out over his paw and bed. It didn't take long after that for him to start releasing his hot, big load inside of me. He whinnied out as his seed was drained into me, making my stomach bulge a bit more from the amount of cum and his cock being inside me. He panted and rested himself on top of me, wrapping his arms around me in a tight hug. I didn't really know how to feel, "You belong to me now Shane... you're mine, no one else can have you." he stated as he slowly pulled out of me. I lay on the bed, naked and still a bit shaken, facing him. He gave a slight smile to me and kissed me, his tongue sliding into my maw, I followed my instincts and massaged my own tongue back against his. After our kiss ended I pulled close to him and rested my head against his muscular chest, "Alan..." was all I managed to say. It didn't take long for me to pass out in his arms and I'm sure he passed out soon after.

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He stopped writing in the book, his eyes were filled with some tears, "Oh Alan... why did things have to go the way they did..? You and I... we could have been happy together too, couldn't we...? Why did things have to change? I could have been yours forever... You could have been the one I spent my life with..." he laid in the hospital bed, feeling utterly hopeless and lost. he wanted to scream out in anger for everything, instead he lay there weeping. It wasn't much longer until he passed out from weariness. Tomorrow would be a new day, tomorrow he would write more about his past and everything that happened.

...TO BE CONTINUED....