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.

It took a short while for him to think about what position he wanted to be in. Especially in one that was at his own pace as he did know how this would go…“How about we do it on your back with me on top of you?”

Chip nodded and rubbed his paw on Brooklyn’s chest some more. “Great choice, Brook. That’s my favourite position.” He grinned and reached an arm under Brooklyn to help him sit up.

His legs were only a bit shakey getting in that position, but he managed to hold his own and got his hole aimed at the others appendage. “Ready?” He gently grabbed hold on the wolfs member and aimed it to where it was just touching the outer rim of his hole.

Laying on his back underneath Brooklyn, Chip helped to guide him into position and pulled the gargoyle’s jeans down to his knees. “I’m ready.” Chip said with a nod whilst gazing up at the other. With a firm grasp on Brooklyn’s hips he spread his cheeks apart as wide as they would go and began to ease him downward, the tip of his cock, pressing against his entrance.

He took a deep breath and gently lowered himself on the others tip as he was just going to start there first. Upon the tip getting inside, his insides would start to tighten around the others meat again, but like the fingers, he started to loosen up. Slowly but surely he gently lowered himself more, taking it easy.

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