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.

This would go on for a short while until the gargoyle would lift his mouth off of the wolf’s dick. His mouth was admittedly getting tired and it would use some resting before he could get back into it.. “Care to take care of this.?” He pointed down towards his own hard on that was still within the confines of his pants which already has a large wet spot from all the pre he has been leaking this entire time.

Chip’s wet cock slipped out from Brooklyn’s mouth, and the sudden rush of cool air against the slick surface made him gasp. He glanced down at the other male and simply smiled. The wolf’s sizeable length was probably a bit too much for poor Brooklyn to handle, or at least for a first go. “Heh, I’d be glad to return the favour.” He said with a smirk and sat up on his knees. Chip’s paws groped at the gargoyle’s bulging groin as he got to work freeing it. The leather belt was unbuckled and down went the zipper on the tight black jeans, and out flopped the tightly-stretched pouch of Brooklyn’s white, pre-stained jockstrap.

Brooklyn moaned at the wolf groping his confined hard on until it was finally released. His crotch area showed the very stretched jockstrap now wet with his pre and ready for attention. “Yeesh. Didn’t think I would make that much of a mess in there.” He laughed a bit while saying that.

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.

This would go on for a short while until the gargoyle would lift his mouth off of the wolf’s dick. His mouth was admittedly getting tired and it would use some resting before he could get back into it.. “Care to take care of this.?” He pointed down towards his own hard on that was still within the confines of his pants which already has a large wet spot from all the pre he has been leaking this entire time.

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.

“The gear helps doesn’t it?” He said with a sly grin, still stroking the wolf’s harden member, pre making it all slick and shiny. His own hard on was aching to get out of the confines of his pants, but the gargoyle was going to let Chip do the honors of releasing his dick that was already creating a wet spot in his jeans. Once we felt like he had enough time to stroke the wolf’s red hood, Brooklyn curled his tongue around his member and began to suck him off.

The biker gave a deep, lustful groan and leaned back as his shaft was enveloped by Brooklyn’s warm muzzle. “Ahhh, yessss. That’s it, Brook~” Chip growled and placed a hand on the other male’s shoulder to hold him steady as his head bobbed up and down his slippery canine shaft. He wondered how Brooklyn found trying the taste of another man’s hot, sticky seed for the first time.

He has yet to actually taste Chips seed even with that one sexual encounter they had not that long ago because the canine came in his ass when the wolf climaxed. Twice in fact. As of now, he wouldn’t mind trying what Chip tasted like which would be his first time trying cum in all of his life. Based on how it smelled, it wasnt repulsive, but rather…attractive. Like he has somewhat of a need to try it out at least once and maybe even more.

While sucking the wolf off, the gargoyle went to massage the others furry balls just to add more stimulation since the canine seemed to be getting a kick out of everything going on right now.

Chip was indeed getting a big kick out of everything Brooklyn did to his nether regions. It almost amazed the wolf at just how much intuition Brooklyn was showing in helping maximise his pleasure. “F-Fuck Brook… Ya sure you h-haven’t done this before~?” Chip huffed and gripped the gargoyle’s shoulder tighter. As Brooklyn went up and down along his thick wolf meat, the front tip of his white mohawk brushed against Chip’s solid abs.

“Its either testing the waters…or instinct…” Brooklyn said once he stopped sucking Chip off to speak only to get back down at him again for a good long while. He didnt notice that his spiked mohawk was brushing the wolf’s abs at first, but once he did know, the gargoyle leaned a bit forward so they could get more around his furry midsection.

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.

“The gear helps doesn’t it?” He said with a sly grin, still stroking the wolf’s harden member, pre making it all slick and shiny. His own hard on was aching to get out of the confines of his pants, but the gargoyle was going to let Chip do the honors of releasing his dick that was already creating a wet spot in his jeans. Once we felt like he had enough time to stroke the wolf’s red hood, Brooklyn curled his tongue around his member and began to suck him off.

The biker gave a deep, lustful groan and leaned back as his shaft was enveloped by Brooklyn’s warm muzzle. “Ahhh, yessss. That’s it, Brook~” Chip growled and placed a hand on the other male’s shoulder to hold him steady as his head bobbed up and down his slippery canine shaft. He wondered how Brooklyn found trying the taste of another man’s hot, sticky seed for the first time.

He has yet to actually taste Chips seed even with that one sexual encounter they had not that long ago because the canine came in his ass when the wolf climaxed. Twice in fact. As of now, he wouldn’t mind trying what Chip tasted like which would be his first time trying cum in all of his life. Based on how it smelled, it wasnt repulsive, but rather…attractive. Like he has somewhat of a need to try it out at least once and maybe even more.

While sucking the wolf off, the gargoyle went to massage the others furry balls just to add more stimulation since the canine seemed to be getting a kick out of everything going on right now.

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.

“The gear helps doesn’t it?” He said with a sly grin, still stroking the wolf’s harden member, pre making it all slick and shiny. His own hard on was aching to get out of the confines of his pants, but the gargoyle was going to let Chip do the honors of releasing his dick that was already creating a wet spot in his jeans. Once we felt like he had enough time to stroke the wolf’s red hood, Brooklyn curled his tongue around his member and began to suck him off.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

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 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.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

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 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~”

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 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~”