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.

Chip felt the tail’s nudging against his thigh, and figured he wouldn’t waste any more time. “Oh I was gettin’ there. Just needed an extra eyeful of how damn attractive that outfit makes ya look~” He growled again deeply and lustfully as he leaned downward on the bed and loomed over the gargoyle. With one hand he grabbed his lover by the collar of his jacket and pulled their lips together in a heated kiss. Chip huffed and hummed as he felt the rush of his warm canine breath against Brooklyn’s smooth leathery skin.

Brooklyn would bring one arm around the wolf’s neck as they kissed, aiming his clawed hands to gently scratch the top of his head knowing very well he would like that. His other arm would feel the others chest over his shirt and make his way down to the abs so he can feel the just how muscular the wolf his again compared to himself. His tail would wrap itself around them both is a loose, but tight enough embrace so they could remain close to each other while they continued to kiss sand feel each others tounges.

Chip unzipped his jacket to give the gargoyle room to feel up every inch of his muscular frame though his skin-tight white shirt. The wolf’s own fuzzy purple tail wagged side to side. He was bursting with passionate delight being able to share a moment like this with someone else. He tensed his abs as Brooklyn’s clawed fingers brushed against them solidly as if they were caressing solid brick. He hummed softly and coiled his warm tongue around Brooklyn’s own fervently, while his strong hands felt over the other’s slim, sexy frame and that incredible outfit that covered it.

He went to open up his jacket just so Chip can feel more his slimmer frame, giving light moans at the sensual touches he was receiving. Inside of him, he could feel this sense of passion and eagerness just to make this physical connection more deeper than it already was at this point. After a few more minutes of this, the gargoyle pulled away from the wolf, huffing to catch his breath only an inch from his canine face. “I see someone’s excited over there.” He said, mostly referring to Chips fuzzy tail.

There was no hiding Chip’s mounting excitement, which was particularly on display thanks to the big purple tail which was wagging madly behind him. Ever since his fateful transformation into a wolf-man Chip had picked up a couple of rather dog-like habits in the way he expressed himself. “Heh, what can I say? You really know how to get me goin’, handsome.” He huffed back in a low, husky growl. One hand held firmly to Brooklyn’s shoulder as the other trailed down along the red male’s chest towards his tight black jeans, particularly the large, pulsing bulge that stood out from the front. “Looks like I’m not that only one feelin’ frisky.”

“Takes one to know one.” He replied with a smirk, pointing down to the bulge that was also down at the wolf’s crotch area, knowing that this would also be caused thanks to the head scratches. Chips bulge at least to him looked pretty prominent in his own jeans which makes good eye candy in this sense. Without even missing a beat, the gargoyle would move his hand over his fabric on Chip’s hard on. “Seems like someone wants it to come out~”

Chip let slip another lustful purr as Brooklyn caressed the tent in the front of his snug blue jeans. “Heh… What’s keeping you then~?” He teased, flashing a small smirk down at him. He guided Brooklyn’s hand upward to grab a hold of his own studded leather belt, which bore a fancy metal buckle fashioned in the shape of the Harley Davidson logo.

“Making out with you is why it’s taking so long. Not that I’m complaining~” Brooklyn replied, reaching over to his belt just to unbuckle it. Once that was done, he unbuttoned the top button and pulled down the zipper to reveal the canines red appendage. “Thst looks familiar~”

With the front of Chip’s jeans open, his thick meaty member was free to spring out into the gargoyle’s lap. Chip’s jeans had been so tight, and his shaft so hard that it had managed to mostly slip out the top of his leather jockstrap’s bulging front pouch. “Can’t get enough of it, can ya~?” The wolf purred and gave his boyfriend’s own bulging denim a squeeze. “How about puttin’ them claws to good use and feeling it up, and if you’re really hungry for it then go ahead and give it a taste too~”

Brooklyn gave in a sharp breath when Chip gave his one bulge a nice squeeze, giving him a nice moan to signal that he was into what was going on. Upon hearing the others suggestion, he brought his hand to pull down the jockstrap and hold onto Chips hard dick. “Its has hard as ever~” After saying that, he started giving it slowly stroked with tight squeezes just so he can see how much the woof can leak on his hand so the gargoyle can have something slick to go faster.

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