Night-time in New York City, the time of day during which many of the city’s freaks and other strange phenomena would come out from their hiding places, and for Chip he was no exception. Tonight he found himself in a place he frequented: an old automotive junkyard which served as a particularly handy place to scrounge for parts when his motorcycle needed repairs. However, tonight he would uncover something he wouldn’t have ever expected, another fellow freak of the night.

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It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

He moaned a bit at the grope from the wolf man as he kept rubbing the others appendage, goimg slow at first to then pick up speed gradually. “You can bring it out if you want….”

Chip was way ahead of him on that. Cautiously, he started to undo Brooklyn’s belt and eased down the zipper on his jeans until out popped his bulging jockstrap. He focused his gaze down at the snug, tightly pack pouch of the other’s underwear. “How you liking that Jock, Brook?” Chip asked with a tease while groping him heavily.

His moaning increased when the other was groping him even more through the jock he was wearing. “F-feels fantastic…and tight…” His own motions were to gentky squeeze the others appendage almost like what chip if doing with his confined member. The jock wad halfway soaked with pre at this point.

Chip was trying his best to keep from breaking into a frenzy of moans and growls with each stroke along his sensitive flesh rod. “Th-Then I better not keep you waiting…” Gingerly he took a hold of the gargoyle’s waistband and down went the jockstrap to let his hard member flop free. “Oh my… you’re a bit bigger than I expected…”

While the gargoyle was smaller than Chip’s, he was only just about a few inches shorter if not one inch. The gargoyle blushed when he saw his own red slightly thin member standing tall, leaking pre down his own rob. The fact that he was bigger than the other expected him to be just made him blush even more. “Thanks, man…I honestly didn’t think I’d be able to compete with yours…it’s so thick and long…”