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.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

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 groaned and panted out loud in complete ecstasy as the last of his load finished firing off. He laid there against the bed, muscles falling limp and eyes gazing mindlessly up at the ceiling. His face and torso were covered in sprays of the gargoyle’s seed. “Goddamn Brook… I haven’t felt that in ages…”

“That felt…really good…” Brooklyn was stuck on panting from his first sexual activity which he almost never thought he would do. At least not on this end of it. Slowly but surly he tries to get himself off of the others appendage, but his legs were too weak to do so at the moment. “Say um…can you help me here, Chip?”

Panting heavily, Chip lifted his tired head gently and looked up to Brooklyn. “Hah, sure… Just gimme a sec…” He took in several more heavy breaths before mustering enough strength to sit up straight. Chip took hold of the smaller male by his hips and gradually eased him off his length, his cum-coated cock sliding out with a popping noise.

Brooklyn took another deep breath in once the wolf pulled out of him, but that was just the beginning. Once the gargoyle sat down onto the bed, his entire ass felt like it was being lit on fire, causing him to scream and move around some on the bed, even going as far as grip the others hand just to let his pain out in some other way. At least it wasn’t on a hard floor or else there would have been much more of a painful scream than the one he was doing right now. “GOD IT HURTS!!!!!!”

Chip gasped when Brooklyn cried out in pain. “Shit, you okay Brook?” Chip asked with concern, sitting up and placing a hand on the gargoyle’s chest in an effort to comfort him. he reached down the side of the bed and grabbed a hold of a towel he kept nearby to clean up his shaft. “Okay, sit still Brook. Lemme at least get you cleaned up.” He looked down at the other’s pain-filled eyes and tried to reassure him.

Brooklyn was taking a lot of deep breaths, really appreciating that the wolf was trying to comfort him. Within a few minutes or so the pain started to subside and his breaths were more even like. “Thanks, Chip…I was expecting pain, but didn’t think it would be this intense…” On the outside the gargoyle may look like he was in pain which was true, but on the in, he rather much enjoyed what he had just done with Chip. Meanwhile his hole was still leaking a bit of the others seamen not that he was complaining.

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.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

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 groaned and panted out loud in complete ecstasy as the last of his load finished firing off. He laid there against the bed, muscles falling limp and eyes gazing mindlessly up at the ceiling. His face and torso were covered in sprays of the gargoyle’s seed. “Goddamn Brook… I haven’t felt that in ages…”

“That felt…really good…” Brooklyn was stuck on panting from his first sexual activity which he almost never thought he would do. At least not on this end of it. Slowly but surly he tries to get himself off of the others appendage, but his legs were too weak to do so at the moment. “Say um…can you help me here, Chip?”

Panting heavily, Chip lifted his tired head gently and looked up to Brooklyn. “Hah, sure… Just gimme a sec…” He took in several more heavy breaths before mustering enough strength to sit up straight. Chip took hold of the smaller male by his hips and gradually eased him off his length, his cum-coated cock sliding out with a popping noise.

Brooklyn took another deep breath in once the wolf pulled out of him, but that was just the beginning. Once the gargoyle sat down onto the bed, his entire ass felt like it was being lit on fire, causing him to scream and move around some on the bed, even going as far as grip the others hand just to let his pain out in some other way. At least it wasn’t on a hard floor or else there would have been much more of a painful scream than the one he was doing right now. “GOD IT HURTS!!!!!!”

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.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

descendant-of-wyvern:

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.

Brooklyn himself had his hands feel up against the other’s chest, gently caressing his muscles while also moaning with every time the appendage would pull himself in and out. Pretty soon his other hand would jerk himself off just so he cold feel more pleasure for himself.

Chip’s length filled Brooklyn’s virginal passage time and time again, slamming straight into his pleasure center expertly every time which was guaranteed to make the gargoyle see stars. Feeling his chest heaving hard as he struggled to breathe, the canine moved his head to look upward to his partner. “I-I’m so close…”

“S,same!” He could just feel the pressure building up in his member while he continued to stroke himself off while keeping his body motion consistent with him being screwed by Chip. Almost without warning and since he rarely ever pleasures himself, the gargoyle let out a very loud orgasmic sound as he shot his seed into the canines muzzle and chest. Having this been his first load in forever, it was quite a lot he spilled over to the wolf-man.

The sudden eruption of warm, seed spraying forth almost took the wolf by surprise. He felt the gargoyle’s hot, sticky fluids burst forth and land all over his face. Chip’s whole body ached with every move, with all the pressure centred in his groin. “I-I think I’m gonna…!” Feeling lightheaded with all the pleasure and the lack of air, the wolf gasped out one last haggard breath before at last unleashing his load.

“Oh god, Chip…” The crimson gargoyle felt the others seed fill him up to the brim, not sure how he should feel about this, but he decided to go along with it. His moans were in fact clear that he was enjoying everything else as the last of his seed made its way out his hole and just dripped on his furry abs. As of now he sat in place as he could just feel the wolfs seed slowly drip out of him since there wasnt much room left.

The heavy eruption of the wolf’s seed filled Brooklyn’s hole up with ease, considering how small and virginally tight it was. Groaning and panting like a wild beast Chip’s claws dug deeply into the gargoyle’s thick skin as he continued to buck his hips like mad. “Argh… Fuck Brook!” The canine gasped as he fired off another wave of hot semen inside of his partner.

“Oh fu-” He coulndt finish what he was trying to say as the canine gave his inside another wave of his hot semen into him, feeling as if his stomach was going to get pull of it even though that wasn’t the case. His own fingers would dog deep into the others fur as if they were to ease some sort of pain do he could focus on the pleasure he was reciving. This did cause him to shoot another load at the canines face and abs. It wasn’t as much as it was last time, but it was a good amount nonetheless.

Chip groaned and panted out loud in complete ecstasy as the last of his load finished firing off. He laid there against the bed, muscles falling limp and eyes gazing mindlessly up at the ceiling. His face and torso were covered in sprays of the gargoyle’s seed. “Goddamn Brook… I haven’t felt that in ages…”

“That felt…really good…” Brooklyn was stuck on panting from his first sexual activity which he almost never thought he would do. At least not on this end of it. Slowly but surly he tries to get himself off of the others appendage, but his legs were too weak to do so at the moment. “Say um…can you help me here, Chip?”

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.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

descendant-of-wyvern:

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.

Brooklyn himself had his hands feel up against the other’s chest, gently caressing his muscles while also moaning with every time the appendage would pull himself in and out. Pretty soon his other hand would jerk himself off just so he cold feel more pleasure for himself.

Chip’s length filled Brooklyn’s virginal passage time and time again, slamming straight into his pleasure center expertly every time which was guaranteed to make the gargoyle see stars. Feeling his chest heaving hard as he struggled to breathe, the canine moved his head to look upward to his partner. “I-I’m so close…”

“S,same!” He could just feel the pressure building up in his member while he continued to stroke himself off while keeping his body motion consistent with him being screwed by Chip. Almost without warning and since he rarely ever pleasures himself, the gargoyle let out a very loud orgasmic sound as he shot his seed into the canines muzzle and chest. Having this been his first load in forever, it was quite a lot he spilled over to the wolf-man.

The sudden eruption of warm, seed spraying forth almost took the wolf by surprise. He felt the gargoyle’s hot, sticky fluids burst forth and land all over his face. Chip’s whole body ached with every move, with all the pressure centred in his groin. “I-I think I’m gonna…!” Feeling lightheaded with all the pleasure and the lack of air, the wolf gasped out one last haggard breath before at last unleashing his load.

“Oh god, Chip…” The crimson gargoyle felt the others seed fill him up to the brim, not sure how he should feel about this, but he decided to go along with it. His moans were in fact clear that he was enjoying everything else as the last of his seed made its way out his hole and just dripped on his furry abs. As of now he sat in place as he could just feel the wolfs seed slowly drip out of him since there wasnt much room left.

The heavy eruption of the wolf’s seed filled Brooklyn’s hole up with ease, considering how small and virginally tight it was. Groaning and panting like a wild beast Chip’s claws dug deeply into the gargoyle’s thick skin as he continued to buck his hips like mad. “Argh… Fuck Brook!” The canine gasped as he fired off another wave of hot semen inside of his partner.

“Oh fu-” He coulndt finish what he was trying to say as the canine gave his inside another wave of his hot semen into him, feeling as if his stomach was going to get pull of it even though that wasn’t the case. His own fingers would dog deep into the others fur as if they were to ease some sort of pain do he could focus on the pleasure he was reciving. This did cause him to shoot another load at the canines face and abs. It wasn’t as much as it was last time, but it was a good amount nonetheless.

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.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

descendant-of-wyvern:

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.

Brooklyn himself had his hands feel up against the other’s chest, gently caressing his muscles while also moaning with every time the appendage would pull himself in and out. Pretty soon his other hand would jerk himself off just so he cold feel more pleasure for himself.

Chip’s length filled Brooklyn’s virginal passage time and time again, slamming straight into his pleasure center expertly every time which was guaranteed to make the gargoyle see stars. Feeling his chest heaving hard as he struggled to breathe, the canine moved his head to look upward to his partner. “I-I’m so close…”

“S,same!” He could just feel the pressure building up in his member while he continued to stroke himself off while keeping his body motion consistent with him being screwed by Chip. Almost without warning and since he rarely ever pleasures himself, the gargoyle let out a very loud orgasmic sound as he shot his seed into the canines muzzle and chest. Having this been his first load in forever, it was quite a lot he spilled over to the wolf-man.

The sudden eruption of warm, seed spraying forth almost took the wolf by surprise. He felt the gargoyle’s hot, sticky fluids burst forth and land all over his face. Chip’s whole body ached with every move, with all the pressure centred in his groin. “I-I think I’m gonna…!” Feeling lightheaded with all the pleasure and the lack of air, the wolf gasped out one last haggard breath before at last unleashing his load.

“Oh god, Chip…” The crimson gargoyle felt the others seed fill him up to the brim, not sure how he should feel about this, but he decided to go along with it. His moans were in fact clear that he was enjoying everything else as the last of his seed made its way out his hole and just dripped on his furry abs. As of now he sat in place as he could just feel the wolfs seed slowly drip out of him since there wasnt much room left.

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.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

descendant-of-wyvern:

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.

Brooklyn himself had his hands feel up against the other’s chest, gently caressing his muscles while also moaning with every time the appendage would pull himself in and out. Pretty soon his other hand would jerk himself off just so he cold feel more pleasure for himself.

Chip’s length filled Brooklyn’s virginal passage time and time again, slamming straight into his pleasure center expertly every time which was guaranteed to make the gargoyle see stars. Feeling his chest heaving hard as he struggled to breathe, the canine moved his head to look upward to his partner. “I-I’m so close…”

“S,same!” He could just feel the pressure building up in his member while he continued to stroke himself off while keeping his body motion consistent with him being screwed by Chip. Almost without warning and since he rarely ever pleasures himself, the gargoyle let out a very loud orgasmic sound as he shot his seed into the canines muzzle and chest. Having this been his first load in forever, it was quite a lot he spilled over to the wolf-man.

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.

descendant-of-wyvern:

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.

Brooklyn himself had his hands feel up against the other’s chest, gently caressing his muscles while also moaning with every time the appendage would pull himself in and out. Pretty soon his other hand would jerk himself off just so he cold feel more pleasure for himself.

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.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

descendant-of-wyvern:

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-of-ror:

The gargoyle would match the rhythmic pounding of the other by bending his knees up and down, speeding up the stroking of his own cock while his hole would keep itself tight, but loose around the wolfs appendage. As for Chip’s claws digging into his hide, he was lucky that his skin was rather rough than most other creatures so thankfully there woulndt be any permanent marks or anything. Moans would erupt from him while they both continued their rhythmic session until he had to stop using his hand to stroke himself off and put his hands on the bed to support himself, having his member slap itself on Chip’s rock hard abs.

Chip could feel the telltale slapping of Brooklyn’s sizeable meat against his toned abdomen with every thrust. Deep down within his loins the wolf grunted and groaned at the gradually mounting pressure. “Ahh… Fuck Brook, I’m getting there…” Chip’s back arched and his tail wagged as best it could from all the excitement, considering it was trapped beneath the wolf’s heavy ass. Taking a heavy gasp, the canine shifted his legs and leaned back flat against the mattress, his paws caressing up and down over Brooklyn’s thighs .

“S,same here, Chip…” Despite not rubbing down his own appendage since he needs both hands for balance, the gargoyle could feel his member build up pressure just by slapping itself onto the others furry stomach. Hell. He might even cum first of he keep this up as his tail was almost swaying like crazy since it was more free than the other’s tail and kept coiling and uncoiling itself every now and then. This was probably the most pleasure he has felt in his entire life besides the pain he has taken all these years as could be told based on his intense moaning.

Chip was indeed close, but he wasn’t going to let himself cum just yet. Tilting his head downward to get a better view of Brooklyn, he halted his ecstatic moaning and tapped his hand on the gargoyle’s thigh to urge him to stop moving. “Brook… think you’re brave enough to take my knot?” Chip gasped out, reaching underneath the other to grope at his own bulging knot.

He stopped moving when the wolf motioned him too and thought about it. The gargoyle looked down at the knot and then back at Chip, thinking about this some more. “…How about next time, Chip. This is still all new to me and I’m just now getting use to your size. Heh…” He gave the other a nervous look as if he was going to dissapointment the wolf man.

All Chip could manage when he caught Brooklyn’s nervous gaze was a light laugh. “Hah, it’s okay Brook. Some like to keep things simple on their first time.” He assured his partner with a gentle pat to his thigh. “Let’s not stop now, gotta keep the pace up till our big finish.”

He nodded and slowly got himself back to going up and down on Chip’s appendage slowly at first since they did a pause and then gently pick up speed.

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.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

descendant-of-wyvern:

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-of-ror:

The gargoyle would match the rhythmic pounding of the other by bending his knees up and down, speeding up the stroking of his own cock while his hole would keep itself tight, but loose around the wolfs appendage. As for Chip’s claws digging into his hide, he was lucky that his skin was rather rough than most other creatures so thankfully there woulndt be any permanent marks or anything. Moans would erupt from him while they both continued their rhythmic session until he had to stop using his hand to stroke himself off and put his hands on the bed to support himself, having his member slap itself on Chip’s rock hard abs.

Chip could feel the telltale slapping of Brooklyn’s sizeable meat against his toned abdomen with every thrust. Deep down within his loins the wolf grunted and groaned at the gradually mounting pressure. “Ahh… Fuck Brook, I’m getting there…” Chip’s back arched and his tail wagged as best it could from all the excitement, considering it was trapped beneath the wolf’s heavy ass. Taking a heavy gasp, the canine shifted his legs and leaned back flat against the mattress, his paws caressing up and down over Brooklyn’s thighs .

“S,same here, Chip…” Despite not rubbing down his own appendage since he needs both hands for balance, the gargoyle could feel his member build up pressure just by slapping itself onto the others furry stomach. Hell. He might even cum first of he keep this up as his tail was almost swaying like crazy since it was more free than the other’s tail and kept coiling and uncoiling itself every now and then. This was probably the most pleasure he has felt in his entire life besides the pain he has taken all these years as could be told based on his intense moaning.

Chip was indeed close, but he wasn’t going to let himself cum just yet. Tilting his head downward to get a better view of Brooklyn, he halted his ecstatic moaning and tapped his hand on the gargoyle’s thigh to urge him to stop moving. “Brook… think you’re brave enough to take my knot?” Chip gasped out, reaching underneath the other to grope at his own bulging knot.

He stopped moving when the wolf motioned him too and thought about it. The gargoyle looked down at the knot and then back at Chip, thinking about this some more. “…How about next time, Chip. This is still all new to me and I’m just now getting use to your size. Heh…” He gave the other a nervous look as if he was going to dissapointment the wolf man.

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.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

descendant-of-wyvern:

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-of-ror:

The gargoyle would match the rhythmic pounding of the other by bending his knees up and down, speeding up the stroking of his own cock while his hole would keep itself tight, but loose around the wolfs appendage. As for Chip’s claws digging into his hide, he was lucky that his skin was rather rough than most other creatures so thankfully there woulndt be any permanent marks or anything. Moans would erupt from him while they both continued their rhythmic session until he had to stop using his hand to stroke himself off and put his hands on the bed to support himself, having his member slap itself on Chip’s rock hard abs.

Chip could feel the telltale slapping of Brooklyn’s sizeable meat against his toned abdomen with every thrust. Deep down within his loins the wolf grunted and groaned at the gradually mounting pressure. “Ahh… Fuck Brook, I’m getting there…” Chip’s back arched and his tail wagged as best it could from all the excitement, considering it was trapped beneath the wolf’s heavy ass. Taking a heavy gasp, the canine shifted his legs and leaned back flat against the mattress, his paws caressing up and down over Brooklyn’s thighs .

“S,same here, Chip…” Despite not rubbing down his own appendage since he needs both hands for balance, the gargoyle could feel his member build up pressure just by slapping itself onto the others furry stomach. Hell. He might even cum first of he keep this up as his tail was almost swaying like crazy since it was more free than the other’s tail and kept coiling and uncoiling itself every now and then. This was probably the most pleasure he has felt in his entire life besides the pain he has taken all these years as could be told based on his intense moaning.