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The intro was written by Dead Pegasus, I just edited it and cleaned it up a bit. I wrote the other one for him.
In the intro, Some time has passed since the Time Dancer comic series and Nashville is the gargoyle equivalent of a teenager. He more or less catches his parents together and Katana has an idea of how to deal with the boy. Nash needs some sexual education and his father should be the one to give it. Brooklyn isn't sure but he goes along with it.
In continuation to the intro, Brooklyn takes Nashville out into the wild for some time alone and teaches his teenage son about both their bodies, very intimately.",
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A sensation that was always amazing.\n\n\tHer eyes, however, were shut tight while her beak gaped wide open to let out each moan and gasp when her beloved's member scraped against that special spot he'd found inside of her. He fit inside so wonderfully, Katana had found. Not too big, and certainly not to small, she could feel every vein in his cock where it rubbed against her inner walls.\n\n\tWith his hands on her ass and her hands on his chest, she could focus all of her energy on giving him the ride of his life. She loved being able to take control of him like this and, even better, they were in the bathtub. There would be no need for any special cleanup afterward. What had started out as light massage and sensual bath had quickly turned into mutual oral pleasure before leading to their current position.\n\n\tKatana opened her eyes at Brooklyn's hands leaving her buttocks to slide along her scarred skin to her breasts. She looked down at him with perfect lust in her eyes and smiled. That was another part of her anatomy which she'd been able to keep in shape.\n\n\tHer nipples were so stiff with arousal, they felt as if they'd poke right through his palms. They made her clench harder while her mate's strong hands squeezed and kneaded around them and the soft tit meat behind them. Tits, she mused to herself, it was a fun word.\n\n\tShe had never heard of the word before she'd met Brooklyn, but she had to admit, the slang terms he used while they rutted were terribly cute. Tits, pussy, cock, dick, ass, even fuck. They made her feel deliciously dirty just thinking of the words. She saw him smile, then felt his hands move away from her breasts and around to her upper back to the sensitive space between her wing joints.\n\n\tKatana squeezed her claws into his chest roughly in response and the water level dropped a bit further with her hips splashing down harder onto his. 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He knew she enjoyed such undertail attention after he'd stroked it their first time together. He had done more to her than just finger her asshole, he remembered.\n\n\tAside from a good old fashioned sixty-nine, he had broken both her vaginal and anal cherry that night. He was having the same luck again as well, judging from the way Katana relaxed her anus and allowed her mate to pop his finger in. The blue skinned warrior moaned a little louder than she'd wanted to and Brooklyn had to pull off of her delicious nipple and press his beak to hers to shush her.\n\n\tHe wasn't too serious, though, and he smiled at her a few moments after they broke the kiss. She smiled back and they stared into each other's eyes lovingly. Both gargoyles held their mate's gaze while expressing their desire with their bodies.\n\n\tThey mated more energetically without braking their stare. Brooklyn shoved his finger into her tight ring deeper as he playfully licked over at her beak. 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He always enjoyed it, though, once his ass opened up to it again.\n\n\tKatana roughly pinched Brooklyn's nipples and giggled as he let out a small yelp of pain and pleasure. As expected, he returned the favor, and then some, by once more leaning forward and taking her left nipple into his beak. Only he gently bit down on it instead of sucking while thrusting his hips up into hers as hard as he could. He squeezed his free hand around her tailbase for better leverage while soiled water splashed out onto the floor all around them with each harsh thrust. They both felt their oncoming shared climax signaling the end of their fun and rushed to meet it.\n\n\tWith his right hand still digging into her backside, he let go of her tail to grab her head instead. Brooklyn jerked his own away from her chest and jammed his beak against hers in a violent vigorous kiss. 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Her mate didn't last long against it and her tail grinding against his prostate before she pushed him over the edge too.\n\n\tHe growled hard against her mouth and froze at full depth to give her his seed. Brooklyn crushed her beak to his with his grip on her neck and jammed his finger harder in her ass. Feeling his life essence spraying into her with each powerful pulse of pleasure drove him onward.\n\n\tHe gave her all he could until some of it seeped out into the already dirty bath water. For a few seconds the world was still. Nothing else but him and his beloved existed as he came and came. At last, though, he was drained, and they both slumped together in the blissful afterglow.\n\n\tThey both took a deep breath to calm down before breaking the kiss. It was a bit longer before they pulled out of each other's orifices. The sound of his cum soaked sex slipping out of her's elicited a soft laugh from them both.\n\n\tKatana relaxed against her love and folded her wings around him. He returned her affection and did the same until they were cocooned in each other's wings. Katana never felt safer than when she was lying with her husband, after sex or otherwise. She let her eyes slowly drift closed after resting her head against his strong chest, his heartbeat in her ears. It was a sound which she loved dearly and she could have stayed like that forever if not for the rather large mess to clean up.\n\n\tAfter resting for a few minutes, she picked her head up and kissed her mate, gently this time. \"My love, if Fox comes to her bathroom and sees the mess we have made, she is going to shit kittens.\"\n\n\t Brooklyn snapped open his eyes and stared at his woman. Did she just say what he thought she said? Yes. Yes she did. He burst out laughing, not caring who heard him. It was funny, dammit. 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It took a minute, but the water finally warmed up enough for them to clean each other up from the bath water. Both were good and spent, so they simply enjoyed each other's presence. Katana turned around and closed her eyes at the sensation of her mate running a shampoo filled hand through her hair. She knew he enjoyed washing it for her and she enjoyed letting him.\n\n\tThe gargoyle woman's hair was as black as night and Brooklyn wanted it to stay that way... and it had, despite both of their ages. Brooklyn reveled in that triumph as he washed her hair. He loved the feeling of the locks running through his fingers and the way it stayed where he put it while wet.\n\n\tAs they were still a bit high from the after sex euphoria, they remained silent for a minute. Both let the water rain down on them and enjoyed each other's company as well as the hair washing. It was peaceful and relaxing for them both as they cooled down.\n\n\tKatana broke the silence after a bit longer. \"I see your new eye is working splendidly, my darling.\" \n\n\tBrooklyn opened his eyes, as he'd shut them to take in the smell of her hair. He couldn't help but smile. Did she really think his new eye was working splendidly, or was she still enjoying a bit of post-coitus high like he was? It didn't really matter. Even if she was lying, he knew she loved him and only wanted to make him feel better about his looks, but he also had to agree with her. When he first got the eye, which was essentially cloned from his other eye, he had looked like a monster.\n\n\tThe damn thing wouldn't shut. It was constantly filled with blood. It drifted to the side as well, making him look like Quasi-fucking-modo. He still had to use the patch, too, because the wandering eye threw his vision too far off.\n\n\tHis son, Nashville, had to help him several nights ago to not crash into the damned Chrysler building. Xanatos' doctors assured him that the problems would go away in a few weeks, and he supposed they were, slowly but surely. He had more control over the eye, although it was still hard to close it and open it sometimes.\n\n\t\"Oh, why thank you, beautiful,\" Brooklyn decided his loving old wife really wasn't bullshitting him about the eye and gave her a smile. \"Although the only bad thing about my vision finally clearing up is that I can no longer pretend I'm mating with two of you.\" \n\n\tHe smiled at his own joke. He really had done it, in fact. When his eyes crossed involuntarily on occasion, he really did get to pretend to be having a threesome with his mate and her imaginary clone. It made her all the hotter.\n\n\tKatana looked back over her shoulder at him, then smiled and rolled her eyes at her lover's words. Over the years, Katana had gotten used to her mate's sarcastic sense of humor, which oddly enough, came out most after mating. It could be worse, she thought. He could have been telling jokes during their love making.\n\n\tKatana closed her eyes and smiled, enjoying the feeling of his strong hands running through her hair, lathering it with shampoo. Having just finished enjoying her beautiful body, he shifted his focus entirely onto her luscious hair where her natural scent mixed with the shampoo just about drove him wild. He was becoming drunk on her musk and, for a moment, he thought it would even make him rise once more.\n\n\tBrooklyn made sure to scrub the shampoo in deep to enjoy her hair as well as to simply massage her scalp. His mate quite enjoyed the attention. At least it seemed like she did by the way she leaned her head back and sighed audibly, making them both smile.\n\n\tHe pressed his beak to her hair to breath her in, forgetting that he'd just lathered it full of shampoo. A brief inhale and he snorted some of the stuff into his nostrils. The reaction was immediate, and the mood changed just as fast.\n\n\tBrooklyn was caught up in a sneezing and coughing fit as he desperately tried to get his nose clear. The sight of her man choking up on her shampoo while he was trying to be affectionate sent Katana into a laughing fit. She felt awful for it, but she couldn't help herself, it was just so silly and since she could tell he wasn't truly suffering, just mildly annoyed from his expression, she let herself enjoy it fully. Luckily for her, she had a beautiful, infectious laugh and he had no choice but to join in her revelry. Soon both were laughing hysterically, not caring who heard them. \n\n\tSoon, their laughter died down and they were left in each other's arms, staring into each other's eyes. They kissed a moment later as Katana leaned into the water to let the shampoo wash out of her hair. She closed her eyes at his strong hands rubbing her scarred belly, wanting him go lower. He must have felt her need rising again, for his hand did indeed reach lower, until his fingers were rubbing the lips of her sex.\n\n\tThey broke the kiss as Katana leaned her head back to gasp at his fingers massaging her clitoris. Brooklyn wasted no time leaning in to lick and kiss over her nicely exposed neck. She grasped his member in time to feel the blood rushing in, filling it up and out.\n\n\tThey continued to pleasure each other while using their other hands to reach around their lover. Both Katana and Brooklyn found the special spot between each other's wings with practiced ease and the couple moaned in unison as they were stroked. The scent of their arousal was so strong they could practically taste the lust in the air, and Brooklyn was more than ready to hear his mate squeal once more as he...\n\n\tA sudden and loud knocking at the bathroom door snapped them quickly out of their lusty high and panic replaced their thoughts of sloppy seconds. Brooklyn was suddenly quite pissed. Who the fuck would interrupt his and his mate's bath?! As soon as that thought ran through his mind, he got his answer.\n\n\t\"Hey, you know, other people live here too!\"\n\n\tNashville. Of course it was their son. Brooklyn loved that kid with all of his heart and soul, but it was times like this that he swore to the fucking dragon that Nashville had the worse timing in the world. Although his erection might not agree with him, Brooklyn knew it was time to cut their little love session short.\n\n\tThey did, after all, have one big, goddamn giant mess to clean up. Plus, the boy had a point. No doubt, he'd just got done in the gym and needed to wash off... And Brooklyn needed to say something back to the lad.\n\n\tKatana was about to answer, but the last thing Brooklyn needed was to have to explain to their son why they had spent so long in the shower in the first place. He gently clamped his hand over her beak and held a finger up to his own mouth, telling her to shush for the moment. What the hell was he going to say?\n\n\t\"Hey, you know, there are other showers and bathrooms are in this castle, too!\" \n\n\tHe regretted saying it almost immediately. He didn't want Nash to think he was trying to chase him off, even though technically, that's exactly what he was doing. While it was true that Castle Wyvern did indeed have a ton of other showers Nashville could use, Brooklyn knew it was unfair to make the boy go up another flight of stairs to get to one of them. The boy worked hard in the gym and he deserved to wash off in a nice shower rather than one of those in the locker room. Apparently, that's just what Nash thought as well.\n\n\t\"What? No way! Those gym showers are nasty! They probably have, like, diseases and stuff on them that'll put warts on my feet or something!\" \n\n\tKatana glared at her mate. She was not happy. Mostly because she wasn't fond of having her beak clamped shut, even if done by her husband, but also because her family bickering amongst each other displeased her.\n\n\tBrooklyn must have sensed her evil stare, for he gave her a sheepish look and took his hand off of her mouth. Her jaws stayed shut, and her expression stayed the same, but to Brooklyn, it said one thing. Fix this. Now.\n\n\tBrooklyn had to think fast. He had to get rid of the kid for just a few more minutes. At least long enough for them to clean up the bathroom as well as themselves.\n\n\t\"Look, just go hang out in the sauna or something. I'll be out in a few minutes. Then the shower will be all yours.\" Brooklyn hesitated, then added a bit more to sound like a better father. \"How was your training session?\" \n\n\tThat should work. Over the years, Brooklyn had gotten his son interested in the martial arts. He and Katana trained him every night. Well almost. Sometimes, of course, they were preoccupied with each other and more intimate pursuits. They knew their son could practice on their own, or so they thought. \n\n\t\"I wouldn't know. My trainers weren't around, so I just lifted weights. So yeah, my chest is killing me and some hot water Sure would feel good right now!\"\n\n\tKatana looked to the door, then back to her husband. She swore, sometimes, that Nashville wasn't Brooklyn's son at all. Rather, it was like he was an alternate version of Brooklyn from another universe, which she believed was possible. After all, if it weren't for time travel, Nash wouldn't have existed at all. As it stood, however, he had inherited virtually everything from his father.\n\n\tFrom Brooklyn's handsome looks and build to his smarmy demeanor. He had his mama's coloring and a little bit of her calmness, but ultimately, he was usually like his father. A father Nash idolized when not arguing with or making snide comments to.\n\n\tKatana wanted to tell her son to wait outside, but she sensed that Brooklyn didn't want to clue Nashville in to what they had been doing. So she decided to keep quiet, for now. There'd be time to discuss it after she let her mate handle the situation.\n\n\t\"So, go to the sauna, Nash. W- Uh, I'll be out in a few.\" Shit, Brooklyn thought, almost let it slip. \n\n\t\"I? Really, Dad? Come on. Alright, how long do I need to spend in the sauna before I can have the shower?\" His son's sarcastic tone confused the older gargoyle.\n\n\t\"Just give me five more minutes!\" Brooklyn replied.\n\n\t\"Just five minutes?! No frigid' way. I'm going to give you twenty minutes, and that should barely be enough time for you to finish up!\" Brooklyn and Katana exchanged confused looks. What the hell was that kid talking about? Then they got their answer a moment before his footsteps trailed off when he called, \"Have fun, you two!\"\n\n\tBrooklyn and Katana Closed their eyes and slumped against the walls of the shower. They could each feel their cheeks flush with embarrassment. Brooklyn had to wonder, how the fuck did Nash know what they were doing?\n\n\tHe knew the answer. He might not have been as smart as Lexington, but Brooklyn had always been able to figure things out on his own. He supposed that got passed down to his boy.\n\n\tBrooklyn stood up straighter. Well, even if they had technically just been caught shagging by their son, his renewed arousal was determined not to let it kill his mood. Twenty minutes? More than enough time.\n\n\tHe drew Katana into his embrace and reached down to squeeze her ass, hoping to get her back into the mood as well. As determined as he was to get his second wind, he didn't notice when she removed to shower nozzle from it's fixture. He didn't notice her reached behind herself to drastically adjust the water's temperature either as he leaned in for a kiss.\n\n\t\"I don't know about you, but twenty minutes can be all the time in the world if weeeeeeyyyyYYYYYYYYYYYAAAOOOOOWWWWWCH!! FUCKING ROOKERY, WOMAN!!\" Brooklyn didn't even try to remain quiet in his frigid surprise.\n\n\tKatana held the shower head right in front of his groin, spraying his dick and balls with that steady stream of nearly ice cold water. Booklyn felt as if his manhood would retreat straight up into his body. That chill sank in deep and horrible and he found himself pissed again.\n\n\tHe grabbed at the nozzle, but she passed it to her tail and effortlessly caught both of his wrists. She held them tight while her ail held the nozzle on target. The unpleasantly cold spray continued almost without interruption.\n\n \t\"What the fuck are you doing, girl?!\" Brooklyn didn't like swearing at his mate, but damn, that spray was unpleasant!\n\n\tHis erection was rapidly shrinking from the cold and he felt himself shivering. He tried glaring at her, to no effect, and trying to pull out of her grasp was equally effective. She had a firm grasp on his wrists and he could tell she wasn't going to let go until she knew he was done fighting.\n\n\t\"Brooklyn-san!! Calm yourself!\" Katana snapped at him, then continued more softly. \"It is only a few hours to sunrise. We do need to share this shower. Save your second wind for the bedroom and let us finish up here.\" \n\n \tBrooklyn tried to hold his angry glare but, like always, she could see right through his facade. He relaxed, and she let go, though she continued to hose down his crotch until the blood had returned to the rest of his body and his penis hung limp between his legs like a defeated warrior.\n\n\tKatana replaced the nozzle into the shower fixture and turned the water back up to warm. Playtime was over. Both gargoyles washed themselves separately after that, to avoid accidentally reigniting their cooled passions.\n\n\tWhen Brooklyn got to his private area, it suddenly dawned upon him as to why Nashville was so eager to get into the shower. He couldn't blame the boy. After lifting weights and exercising, he probably needed to work off some stress... and he would work it off the best way a sixteen year old boy knew how. The thought was dirty as hell, but Brooklyn couldn't help but snigger uncontrollably at it. He laughed loud enough for Katana to hear him over the running water, though, and she turned to look at him. \n\n\t\"What is so funny, darling?\" Getting caught having sex by their eldest didn't appeal to her that much. \n\n\t\"I bet I know why Nashville wants in here so bad,\" he said with a rather dirty grin.\n\n\tKatana opened her beak to ask what he was going on about, until she looked at his midsection. Her mate was lewdly soaping up his cock, as if he was masturbating. Katana gave him a look, and then reached back as if to take the shower nozzle down and crank down the water temp again.\n\n\tHaving needed only once to learn his lesson, Brooklyn dropped his smile and his hands to wash his legs. Katana went back to washing the inside of her own wings, while Brooklyn washed his ass and hamstrings. After a while, she spoke again.\n\n\t\"How do you know he's not just going to take a shower and leave? How do you know he's even been doing... that?\" She couldn't bring herself to say her son had been jerking off, although she knew that he probably had.\n\n\t\"All I know is that when I was his age, my left hand and I were the best of friends.\" Brooklyn smiled at the memory of his special alone time in the cliffs below the castle. \n\n\tKatana smiled faintly. \"How did you learn such a thing? Was it by accident?\" \n\n\t\"No, Goliath showed me how. We were bathing together one time... and I had this enormous erection... and he asked me if I knew what to do with it. Back then, all I knew was to just sit and wait for it to go away. When I first got them, I thought I had to pee really bad or something. Goliath showed to me how to masturbate and, that was the beginning of a beautiful man to hand relationship for me.\" \n\n\tThey had been mated for over thirty five years, yet Katana had never heard Brooklyn speak of his childhood sexual experiences. She stared at him for a moment. Unable to reply at his bizarre confession. Her own experiences she planned to keep her own.\n\n\tBrooklyn only stared back, then he spoke. \"Oh, come on, Kitty. You said so yourself, you took your barrier down with your tail.\" \n\n\tKatana was slightly annoyed as always when he called her that. He first started calling her Katt for short, then changed it to that absurd feline name. He excused it by saying it was because of her grace in combat and in leisure, but still, it made her feel silly. Although it didn't bother her enough for her to tell him to stop using it. Besides, she figured he knew and that he was just being an ass. She was also annoyed that she'd forgotten she'd told him that already.\n\n\t\"Yes, Brooky. I did use my tail. We, too, were best friends, as you would put it, but it was just me. I didn't involve any of my rookery sisters.\"\n\n\t\"Well, neither did I, at first. It was just me rubbing one out whenever I could. Only Goliath knew for certain what I was doing. When I got older, he offered to demonstrate ways that two males could give each other... stress relief.\" Brooklyn moved his hands down to wash his tail. \"Sure, the humans would have frowned upon our activities, but, then again, they frowned upon our very existence. So we really didn't give a rat's ass what they thought. All I knew was that Broadway, Lexington and I were as close as we could be and that we enjoyed it.\"\n\n\tBrooklyn paid close attention to his mate after telling her to see what her reaction would be. It wasn't what he expected. He expected some sort of shock and some disgust. Instead, she only looked at him with intrigue and... something else. Something that should have been there, but wasn't. There was no real surprise on her face. It was as if she had heard of this sort of thing before.\n\n\tA suspicion that grew when she merely smiled at him. Katana could read his expressions like the front cover on a scroll, or a book for her more modern surroundings. His mate knew she needed to put his fears at ease and to let him know she that she didn't think of him as a sexual deviant.\n\n\t\"In feudal Japan, it was quite common for a samurai to take a young warrior in training under his wing to teach him the ways of the sword. Teacher and master would become close.\" Katana paused briefly, \"Very close.\" Brooklyn stopped washing and stared at her with his interest peaked as she continued . \"Bonds were formed between the two. Bonds that may not be welcome in this modern society. But back then, such bonds were not only tolerated, they were encouraged. It was believed that it would make the relationship stronger. This was true in both human and gargoyle clans. When a male gargoyle came of age, one of the clan elders would assist the young warrior with his budding sexuality. Sometimes the older male would even be the younger male's biological father. This was always done between males. Never between a young male and a female elder as it was important that the male's first mating with a female take place with his chosen life mate.\"\n\n\tBrooklyn just stared at her in amazement. Did she just say what he thought she said? Father would teach son about male on male sexuality? At first, it made him feel weird, though just a bit. Then he remembered a thousand years ago, when he was learning about his body along side Lex and Broadway.\n\n\tIt was a well known fact that Hudson was indeed Broadway's father by blood, and that when Broadway was younger, Hudson had helped the boy out. That was a little different, somehow. Back then, they had no idea about their blood relationship. What katana had said made it sound like both parties had known they were father and son, and yet still engaged in sexual activities together. More astonishing, Katana didn't seem the least bit bothered by this. Could that really mean...?\n\n\tBrooklyn tried shifting the subject just a little bit. Just to see where this would go. He finished washing off and stood under the water face to face with his mate.\n\n\t\"So, um, how did you figure out how to use your tail?\" He asked her. \n\n\tKatana looked at him, smiled and rolled her eyes. \"Don't you remember me telling you on our first night together, darling?\" Only just remembering she told him herself earlier after his confession. She she shut off the water and in the sudden silence gave in with her own confession. \"A human female told me about her time with her own husband.\"\n\n\t\"Oh, yeah. Right... I remember.\" Brooklyn felt a little embarrassment about forgetting that little detail on what he still considered one of, if not The best night of his life.\n\n\tKatana reached out of the shower to grab their towels. They dried hurriedly off while still standing in the shower. No point in getting the bathroom floor any wetter than they already had and after they dried off, they stepped out of the shower into a rather sizable water puddle.\n\n\tIndeed, they had some work to do. Both were slightly annoyed with the task ahead, but it was nothing they couldn't handle with the towels they just used on themselves. All the while they were cleaning the floor and wringing their towels out into the tub, Katana's words wouldn't stop replaying in Brooklyn's mind. Father and son. Both aware of it, too. Both consenting. And Katana wasn't grossed out by it. She seemed to fully accept of it.\n\n\tBrooklyn had known that Nashville had begun masturbating in his downtime. He would disappear for an hour at a time, usually to the bathroom. Once, Brooklyn had gone into Nashville's room to check and see if the boy was ready for their nightly patrol and though he had been eager to go, Brooklyn couldn't help but notice the rather sizable pile of tissue paper in the waste basket. That was plenty of evidence for Brooklyn to know his son really was coming of age.\n\n\tIt was perfectly natural, of course. He had enjoyed the hell out of jerking off when he was that young. He'd also enjoyed the company of his rookery brothers and that of Goliath and Hudson. Of course, that was back when they just called each other brother, friend, and leader. But Nash?\n\n\tNash had no one to help him out. He was pretty much alone. Just him and the internet, and he doubted there were too many naked pictures of gargoyles even there. Sure, Brooklyn and his son had seen each other fully bare. It was no big deal. In the shower, dressing up for patrols, even in training. Brooklyn knew what his son looked like naked. He hadn't much thought about it before, but he couldn't help it with his wife's words in his head. Nashville did need help... and both parents finally realized it.\n\n\tKatana finished wringing the last of the water out of her towel and grabbed her clothing. She may have been old school about the rest of her outfit, but she loved the thong style panties that her beloved had given to her. They were infinitely easier to put on that her old fundoshi and showed off her ass just as well. It wasn't until she was sliding them up her thighs that she noticed how deeply in thought Brooklyn was. She hoped that he was thinking the same thing she was. Their son really did need guidance with his body.\n\n\t\"Brooklyn, darling?\" She said to him, watching him fasten his own fundoshi. For reasons she could not fathom, he actually liked wearing that silly thing. She supposed it made him feel like a true samurai. It was silly, but at least he looked good in it and filled it out well enough in the front. She put that thought aside as she continued. \"You were right, though. I think he has been exploring his own body by himself. You have seen him without his clothes. Tell me. Have you seen him while he was aroused?\"\n\n\tThat was bold for her, Brooklyn thought. \"No, not really. I mean, obviously, he's been getting aroused, but lately, he's been avoiding me in the shower. I guess it would just be too awkward for him. Which means he must be getting erections rather regularly. I'll have a talk with him about it.\"\n\n\t\"Perhaps he needs more than a talk, my love.\" Katana smiled.\"He surely must know by now what is happening to his body. You have already explained where he truly came from.\" \n\n\tHe had, too. When he Nashville was about twenty years old or, rather, ten if he were human, Brooklyn had had to painfully explain to him the concept of the birds and the bees, it was humiliating. For a solid hour, he had to answer all of his son's outlandish questions. Now, his mate was telling him that the lad needed more than just such a talk. He sighed and finished hanging up the dirty towel, he had to ask the question that had been lingering on his mind.\n\n\t\"You... want me to help him, don't you? Physically help him with his sexuality?\" He assisted her in tying the knots of her kimono. She looked back at him and nodded before he asked again. \"You're really comfortable with that? Our son and I engaged in activities that would get me locked up in the human's world?\"\n\n\tThe other gargoyle straightened up and gave him a long look. As hard it was for her mate to believe, that was exactly what she wanted. But it sounded as if Brooklyn was having second thoughts.\n\n\t\"Do you object to this, Brooklyn-san\" Katana asked while letting him fix her hair into the preferred pony tail. \n\n\tBrooklyn mused at how it was hard to believe that just fifteen minutes ago, he and his life mate had been fucking each other's brains out. Now, they were talking about him doing something somewhat similar to their first born. \n\n\t\"I didn't say I wasn't willing. But, why me? Why not Broadway or Lexington? Maybe even Goliath?\"\n\n\t\"None of them can connect with Nashville on your level, my love,\" Katana pulled away when he finished her hair and helped retie his fundoshi correctly. She looked around at the fairly spotless bathroom before focusing fully on the discussion. \"You are his father. There is no one I trust more to teach our son the pleasures of the body than you.\"\n\n\tIt had been a long time since Brooklyn had had sex with another male. He did sort of missed it he supposed. He never thought to experience it again after taking her as his mate or that the next time he would be doing it, it would be with his own flesh and blood. Strangely, he felt fine with that. \n\n\tNashville was as handsome as Brooklyn had been at that age. All of that training and exercising had put him in very good shape. Even if he wasn't, Katana was right. It was his duty to teach Nashville about such things. How could he expect the others to do it if he weren't willing to?\n\n\t\"Alright. I'm game. But how, and where and when? Do I just walk into his room and ask him, 'Hey, son. Wanna learn about blow jobs tonight?'\" He suddenly envisioned himself doing exactly this, and couldn't help but laugh at the absurd image.\n\n\tKatana just gave a speculative glance at him as they left the bathroom, \"Perhaps you could take him out to the wilderness. Just you and him. A true male bonding experience. You could also teach him more about fighting and training in the woods if you needed more of an excuse to be there.\"\n\n\tBrooklyn rather liked this idea. They wouldn't be disturbed and he'd sort of missed the outdoors. He hadn't been out in the wild for long since he and his family had gotten back from time traveling. Before then, he and Nashville used to love to go camping and fishing. It would be the perfect opportunity for what Katana wanted him to do.\n\n\t\"Sounds like a plan to me. We'll leave the middle of next week. I've been meaning to show him how to use weapons other than those of Japanese origin anyway.\"\n\n\tKatana stopped and looked at him. \"What's wrong with my weapons?\"\n\n\tHer husband tried hard to stop himself from rolling his eyes. He loved her with no limit, but dammit, sometimes she could be overly defensive. A quick appeasing response was usually best he'd found.\n\n\t\"I didn't say anything was wrong with them. I just thought he should learn about both sides of his heritage.\" Brooklyn struck up what he imagined to be a real Scotsmanly pose. \"Aye, the lad needs tae learn how t' swing a real sword, ye ken? Och aye, a claymore, lass, nothin' finer fer fightin'! Tha's a real man's weapon!\"\n\n\tKatana couldn't help but smile. She'd never told him, for if he knew, he would over do it, but she always found Brooklyn's genuine, \"authentic\" Scottish accent to be amusing, charming, and downright sexy. True, he had spent a great deal of his lifetime in Manhattan, so he spoke with a very, very slight New Yorker accent, but that was ok. Though it was an accent which she had always found to be somewhat annoying in others, it was fine for her mate.\n\n\t\"Alright. Next week it is, then. I'll take care of him, Katana. I promise.\" Brooklyn hugged her before setting off to tell Nash he could have the shower.\n\n******\n\nTeaching Nashville\nby tannim\nDecember 31, 2011\n\n\tIt was nearly black out by the time they stopped at their camp site, but the gargoyles had little trouble seeing in the star light. As creatures of the night they could see quite well in the dark. Knowing human's couldn't and wanting to get back to nature, Brooklyn had chosen to wear only his Fundoshi on the trip.\n\n\tIt was comfortable, cool, and had the added benefit of letting his son study his body freely. Hopefully it would help bring up the subject of sex and sexuality without him having to steer the conversation to it. Brooklyn worried more about bringing the topic up than actually talking or doing anything about it.\n\n\tNashville had chosen to wear his favorite shorts and an old dark t-shirt. They were comfortable and innocent and with enough room in the front to hide the erections he kept getting. Nash wasn't about to admit he was having them and certainly didn't want to be caught with one.\n\n\t\"Wow, it's been a long time since I've been out this deep in the woods! I'd forgotten how good it feels to have loam and grass between my toes\" Nashville stomped a bit beside his father. \"So why are we really out here?\"\n\n\t\"I needed a vacation from the city and from the looks of it, so did you.\" Brooklyn tossed his pack onto the grassy hill he'd selected.\n\n\tWith a grunt he also tossed the large claymore sword he'd had strapped across his shoulders with the pack over too. Nash tossed his pack and his own claymore down with it. They'd had a lot of trouble gliding with those things until they'd worn them in front for a while.\n\n\tThe secluded, as secluded as possible in a world overrun by humanity, woodland Brooklyn had chosen was overgrown in places, but was still a pretty good site. The night time mosquitoes weren't terrible due to the rapidly flowing water nearby. The hillside they'd stopped at wasn't marshy and there were trees pretty much everywhere except the modest clearing.\n\n\t\"This does look like a good spot, pop.\" Nash smirked at the look on Brooklyn's face from the 'pop' comment. It wasn't really a bad term, and certainly better than 'daddy'. \"How's your eye? Can you see how many fingers I'm holding up?\n\n\t \"Ha ha, you're holding up a fist and I can see fine. It's pretty much fully functional.\" Brooklyn nodded at the large fallen tree that had made the clearing. \"This'll provide a good wind barrier and back brace for our tent. If we camouflage it well we can sleep during the day there and even flying humans won't be able to see us to cause trouble. The trunk is too rotted to be of use for lumber for them and it's too big for much value as fire wood.\"\n\n\tSince he was going to be out with his son, he'd decided to have some fun and teach Nashville some survival strategies too. The younger gargoyle slashed at the log and left a deep claw mark in it and his father sighed. There was a lot to learn.\n\n\t\"And it's best not to leave unusual marks on trees that people may notice, such as slashes.\" Brooklyn pat his son's back. \"So, lets get the fishing gear out and try to catch something to eat. We haven't fished for years.\"\n\n\tAfter breaking camp, they each stood in broad tree branch reaching out over the river. Nash had wanted to start right away, but his father had decided they'd just be staking it out instead. It was nearly morning. Even if they did catch something they wouldn't have time to do anything with it.\n\n\tAfter looking over their would be fishing spot a while, Brooklyn tossed a stick to his boy. \"Since there's no point in Fishing tonight, lets try some sparing instead.\"\n\n\tNash caught the stick and only really had time to lift it up before his father bore down on him. The first slash came at him and hit his stick, as it had been intended to get him into position. He tried to hold the \"sword\" like his mother had shown him with the light Japanese katana she'd preferred but the bulky wooden length was too heavy for one hand.\n\n\tSince Brooklyn held it with both hands, Nash quickly changed his grip to as close to matching as he could. It felt very awkward swinging and defending with both hands holding the imaginary sword, but it did make it easier to absorb the force of each blow. With each overhead or side to side slash aiming to connect to his stick, the younger gargoyle felt at easy with the training. It was just good natured fun for them both.\n\n\tIf it weren't for the sudden rise in his shorts, Nash would have had a lot better time of it. As it was, his shorts tightened while watching his father's nearly naked body shifting and flexing. The erection was entirely inconvenient, as always, and he tried to ignore it, as always if somebody was around.\n\n\tBrooklyn noticed it, but he didn't let up the assault. His heavy stick swung down and narrowly missed the boy's neck when Nashville actually counter attacked. Before he'd just been blocking. His more aggressive attitude fit with the rough weapon well and both sticks clacked loudly together.\n\n\tThe boy kept his eyes on his father's every move, but that didn't help with the erection. His father's every move showed off that handsome red skinned muscled male form. With Brooklyn's nice masculine figure came his long white hair swinging and bouncing with each graceful movement.\n\n\t\"Is something wrong, Nashville?\" Brooklyn swung his heavy branch with both hands and knocked the younger gargoyle backward. \"These aren't like a katana. Use your full strength for swinging and don't rely so much on fast strikes.\"\n\n\tAnother blocked swing sent Nash onto the ground butt first. Brooklyn stopped his attack to stand over him, a bulge of his own making his Fundoshi tightly outline his member. He'd hadn't had to think much to get that erection, watching his son fighting was a lot like watching Katana and the boy was pleasant to look at too.\n\n\tNash stared up at Brooklyn. He let his eyes travel down to the bulge in his shorts then up to the similar bulge in his father's pouch. Not for the first time he wished the older gargoyle would wear the loincloth again so it would blow out of the way sometime. The urge to see if their parts looked the same had grown with his maturity.\n\n\t\"I know it's not a katana! I just need a bit more practice with the heavier weapon. These are just sticks anyway.\" Nashville climbed to his feet and tossed the branch away. \"I'll do better with a real sword.\"\n\n\t\"I'm sure you will. Come on, let's get back before the sun's up. We can talk about... sword fighting tomorrow night.\" Brooklyn pat his son's back. \"You didn't do badly for your first time. If you weren't so distracted by your pants you would have done better.\"\n\n\t\"Yeah, it just won't go down.\" The teen gargoyle clenched his hands when he realized he'd spoken of it, then relaxed a bit at the other male's continued walking as though it were nothing. \"I just have to focus more.\"\n\n\tBrooklyn didn't say anything until they got back to camp, then he just got into position in the fallen tree's dense branches as he spoke. \"We'll talk about THAT tomorrow night too.\"\n\n\tNash shook his head, not sure what to make of it before he too got into position. It probably wouldn't come to anything embarrassing, knowing Brooklyn. He wasn't sure if that was welcome or not.\n\n*****\n\n\tWhen the darkness came again and both awoke to the cracking of their stone turning to flesh, Nash simply scratched and yawned. The camp looked the same as when they'd slept, except for the raccoon running away with a lump of bread from their food bag. Neither gargoyle felt like running after it, the little guy looked too cute for that.\n\n\t\"Well, that's something you don't get to see too often in the city.\" Nashville laughed.\n\n\t\"There are actually quite a few raccoons in the city, especially at night. They love the garbage cans.\" Brooklyn stared down at his feet in self debate, then shrugged and tugged off his Fundoshi. \"There, that's much more comfortable. Would you rather fish, spar, or forage for food in the woods?\"\n\n\t\"Only three things to do? What are you doing?\" Nash stared at the naked gargoyle in surprise.\n\n\t\"There are no humans around. Clothes aren't important for gargoyles. It'll be fun to go more natural.\" Brooklyn's morning wood was quite prominent without the small bit of clothing. He could see Nashville's still hidden while his son studied the only other gargoyle erection he'd ever seen. \"Come on, join me. It's very liberating to be naked.\"\n\n\t\"Ummm... no thanks!\" Nashville licked his beak and hesitated. \"Well... maybe.\"\n\n\t\"There's no shame in being bare. You've been working out, you don't wear much then. Taking off the rest isn't much different.\" Brooklyn turned around and spread his wings. \"Here, I won't look if it makes you feel better.\"\n\n\tThe older gargoyle could practically hear Nash yelling at his body to soften up down there. It made him smile, but he forced that away before turning and helping his son tug off his shirt once it was over the blue boy's head. There was a look of panic an surprise, but it passed quickly and the shorts soon came off too.\n\n\t\"You shouldn't be worried about being seen. Gargoyles lived for a long time without clothing.\" He looked his son over slowly, making sure to linger on Nashville's firm abs and pectorals, as well as his firm manhood. \"And you have a lot to show off. Any female would love to see you.\"\n\n\tNash snorted at that. \"Yeah, any female. I wouldn't even know what to do with one if there WERE any.\"\n\n\t\"Yeah... your mother wanted me to have a talk with you about that.\" Brooklyn grabbed his fishing rod and hurried toward the nighttime river. \"For now, lets catch something to eat. We can spar a bit while it cooks.\"\n\n\t\"Talk with me about what?\" He dug around for his pole, then ran after the red gargoyle.\n\n\tBrooklyn already had the hook in the water by the time his son caught up. Both of them had softened during the run and Nash felt much more comfortable. The discussion earlier still played on his mind, especially what Katana had wanted them to talk about, but he let it go to toss his line into the water.\n\n\tThey were quiet at first, each trying to decide how to bring up the conversation. Brooklyn wanted to let Nash start, but the younger male didn't seem to want to. It was going to have to be up to him then as he again tugged his hook out with only a bobbing stick on it.\n\n\t\"So, Nash... How long have you been playing with your, ah... sword?\" Brooklyn shook his head, not very subtle but how could he start?\n\n\t\"What?\" A bite on his hook made Nashville no longer care. He tugged on the line and jerked out a bare hook. He looked back up in minor annoyance. \"What sword? The one you and mother have been teaching me with? I imagine since you started teaching me!\"\n\n\t\"No, not that sword. Your fleshy sword...\" Nash watched his father lean back and rub the handle of his rod against his flaccid dick. \"This one.\"\n\n\tNashville didn't bother to look away. Watching the other male's member stiffen at the attention was fascinating. He'd seen his own do it plenty of times, but he'd never had such a clear view of it as he had there. The shaft stiffened and swelled a bit larger than his own, but save for color, they were more or less identical.\n\n\t\"A little while...I guess. Long enough.\" The teen shrugged. \"Why?\"\n\n\t\"I thought you might like a little instruction on how to use it.\" Brooklyn tossed in another cast, then tied the pole to a branch. \"You can touch me if you like. It might be a little awkward for you at first, but go ahead.\"\n\n\t\"This feels more than awkward.\" Nashville looked away a moment to see his rod, then down at his own fleshy rod again stiffening. He really did want to talk with his dad about it but it was just too strange. \"I don't want to touch you like that. How can I after being together so long?\"\n\n\tBrooklyn was quiet almost a minute, then stood up. \"Your mother's home country is Japan. She spoke of a mature man teaching a younger one the ways of their body. I had a similar experience in Scotland.\" The red gargoyle crouched next to his son, then reached back to slide a hand between Nashville's wing joints on his back. \"You already know how to relieve some stress with your hand and your penis. Yes, that thing between your legs, though I think you knew what it's called already. You probably don't know what else you can do, though. Where you can touch, or perhaps what can Be touched, to also feel good.\" The look of pleasure on Nash's quarter open beak grew broader at the continued attention between his wing muscles. \"This is just one of many things. Do you want to give up learning more just because I'm your father and you're too familiar to be open with me?\"\n\n\t\"I don't...\" Nash pressed back into the rubbing. \"It's just so humiliating!\"\n\n\t\"Why? You've seen me naked many times. I've seen you too, even while you were looking right at me.\" Brooklyn hesitated. \"It is embarrassing for me too, really.\"\n\n\t\"Touching isn't the same as seeing... That does feel good.\" Nashville pulled away after a moment longer. \"If you want to... show me. I guess I can try it.\"\n\n\tThe hint of shyness made his father smile. \"Good choice. Here, \" Brooklyn took the teen's hand and guided it to the red skinned dick between his legs. \"Squeeze it like you would your own.\" Both males grunted at the touch. It was a lot different to hold somebody else's for Nashville and it was a shock to his system to have his son holding his erection for Brooklyn. The older gargoyle tried to keep his voice calm despite the nerves and suddenly racing heartbeat from the situation. \"Feels different than touching your own, doesn't it?\"\n\n\t\"Yes!\" Nash's voice sounded higher when he responded, like he was struggling for a breath. \"It's a lot... different.\"\n\n\tHe felt his father's living heartbeat through it and realized that he had felt his own while stroking himself in the past. The fact that it wasn't his heartbeat just made it far more noticeable. Holding another male also made him feel it at a different angle with the slight split of the glans rubbing against his thumb rather than his finger.\n\n\tBrooklyn stood still as he was explored. It was hard to not tense at the touch at first but it grew quite pleasant after a few strokes to get used to it. His son was rather gentle with it as though he were afraid to break that stiff flesh. That hesitation was something he'd have to work on for them both during the trip.\n\n\t\"Use your other hand too.\" Brooklyn pat his scrotum gently. \"You can compare my pair to yours too.\"\n\n\tThe teenage gargoyle clicked his beak once, then did as asked. His hand swung fast enough to make his father wince and justified that wince with an expectedly rough first touch. With the size difference between Brooklyn's full grown pair and Nash's smaller set, Nashville wasn't sure how firm he could squeeze.\n\n\tHe'd found rubbing and even squeezing his own felt good to a degree and had had a good time exploring them. Exploring another male's was much different. There was no feeling for him like he had to be careful. Only the wince made him ease up a bit until Brooklyn caught his hand.\n\n\t\"Not so hard. Those are delicate things. They can take some abuse without breaking but they hurt quite easily! I'm sure you've hit yours too hard, well, you have to be more careful with somebody else's. It's hard to tell how hard your stroking or squeezing.\" The red gargoyle slid his tail up to lightly cup Nash's scrotum along the tip. \"Start out just touching and lifting them up with a new lover. You can go further when you know them better.\"\n\n\tBrooklyn kept his tail stroking the boy's balls. It'd been a long time since he'd gotten to do it and was glad that it still felt good. He explored Nash almost as much as Nash explored him. He just wished he could use his hands a bit more. That would come, but Brook wanted to wait until after they were more comfortable together.\n\n\tHis son's hands quickly grew more confident in his touch. Despite the different angle the parts were still the same as what he had and Nashville had already figured out how to make them feel good. It was different feeling, but the motions were the same and pumping his dad's cock was rather pleasant. \n\n\tThe thought building on Nash's face was obvious for his father, but Brooklyn didn't try to encourage it. He wanted to see if Nashville had the courage to do it. A few moments later, with his father watching, the teen pressed his beak down to close around the stiff length in his hand.\n\n\t\"Unnn... I'm glad you felt free enough to do that.\" Brooklyn pushed his hips into the exploratory lick. \"Go ahead, taste me. I'm sure you tried to get your own into your mouth... I know I did when I was your age. It feels a lot better to do it to somebody else than to yourself, though. It's a lot easier on your back too.\"\n\n\tThat last comment made them both laugh at memories of failed attempts. Nashville pulled away to grab his dad's tail. His own erection was waiting to slide against it.\n\n\t\"Wow. Even just your tail feels better than my hand!\" Nash pressed as much of the tail against it as he could, then tried lifting his tail to cup Brooklyn's balls in return. \"Does mom ev...\"\n\n\t\"Don't think about your mother. When you're with a partner. Think about that partner.\" Brook shook his head and ran a hand down his son's chest. \"There's no need thinking of anybody but who you are with at the time.\" He crouched a bit lower before leaning in and finally daring to kiss the boy. \"Would you like to try something else?\"\n\n\tNashville stared. The heat of his father's beak pressing to his lingered throughout the several second long kiss and for several more when they pulled away. He'd kissed his parents before. Usually on the cheek but even a few times on their lips. It had never felt like that.\n\n\tThe cock in his hand felt so much bigger and livelier after the kiss too. His own heart was racing far more from brief intimacy than even from his dad's tail rubbing his testicles or hand rubbing that wonderful space between his wings. Nash took a deep breath, not sure if it was to calm down or to buy time to think of what to say.\n\n\tAt last he exhaled. \"I don't know. That felt great... and you feel good. What else is there?\"\n\n\tBrooklyn fully stopped touching his son and simply sat back. \"Well, we can take it slow. How about we share a special bonding I learned from an old friend.\" The red gargoyle scooted closer until he sat side by side with the younger male. He was glad that Nashville hadn't thought to let go of his erection yet, it made it that much easier to put aside his still lingering reservations and grasp the boy's own shaft. \"Here, now we stroke together.\"\n\n\tNashville gave a grunt of excited surprise at the firm grip and sudden pumping. So similar to what he'd done on his own, yet not even close with his hand not on the stick. He tried to mirror his father's hand while working the bigger red skinned member he held. It took him a few moments to get the rhythm right, but soon both he and Brooklyn were stroking at close to the same speed.\n\n\tBoth of them were quiet at first. Both of them were impressed at how good it felt. Brooklyn found he really had missed the pleasure of sharing time with another male. Even if it was his son and even if it did feel weird for him. He supposed he'd have to admit that his mate had been right about spending such time with their child.\n\n\tNash's hand wasn't quite as steady as his own but the boy worked him with enthusiasm. The awkward angle grew familiar to them both soon enough. Brooklyn let out a long sigh in pleasure, then smiled when his partner did the same. It seemed like a good time to introduce the idea of doing more than one pleasurable act at once, and he did just that by again kissing his son.\n\n\tNashville was far less surprised for the second real kiss. He actively pressed into it when Brooklyn's beak again touched his and the passion was shared between them there as well as in their hands. Hands that quickly grew slick with masculine arousal.\n\n\tPrecum beaded, then dribbled, out of Nash first and he loved the feeling it gave to his father's hand sliding down his length. Just like before, kiss and stroking felt good while together they mixed into something wonderful. His legs tensed. His claws dug in just a bit. His body tensed. A sudden spurt sprayed out as he came.\n\n\tNashville's belly clenched repeatedly while the teenager tried to thrust into the hand. He'd always taken far longer with just himself, but the touch of the other male and that kiss just wouldn't let him resist. If only he could return the favor.\n\n\tBrooklyn didn't slow his own hand and wasn't surprised when his son's hand didn't stop at all either. The fact that Nashville hadn't lasted long wasn't too worrisome. He sort of remembered his own brief first time with Goliath and how quick he'd blown it, so quick but so happy for it.\n\n\tBrooklyn could feel his own orgasm building too. Aged and experienced he may have been but his son had enthusiasm to use against him. That smaller hand left more room to stroke as well. Every stroke drug against his glans and every stroke tugged very pleasantly at him while his own hand kept working on Nash's hardly diminished manhood.\n\n\tWhen he at last broke the kiss fully, Brooklyn smiled faintly. \"I'm nearly there, too. I do remember when I could go several times in a row... I hope I still can like you probably will.\"\n\n\tThe red gargoyle pushed his hips up into the clutching and sliding hand once more before unloading his cum nearly in the same spot as his son had. He flailed at it with his free hand after the first spurt but only managed to catch the last four globs that spurted out along his palm. It would be enough, he hoped, and he wondered if Nashville had already tried it.\n\n\tThey shared the orgasmic afterglow together, again sharing a brief kiss, before Brooklyn offered his hand. \"Give it a lick.\"\n\n\tNash made a face at the splatters of sticky whitish cum but leaned down to give a fast lick anyway. It was slimy, though not as bad as that weird \"natto\" bean dish his mother had tried to make once. The way it clung to his tongue was odd to him too, but the taste wasn't bad. It wasn't great, but it wasn't bad, what little taste there was for that small glob.\n\n\tAnother lick, over a much bigger splotch, and his dad's spunk spread over his tongue much more fully. The musky taste came through along with more of that texture he wasn't sure if he liked. He'd never thought to lick his own, knowing what also came out of that hole.\n\n\t\"How is it?\" Brooklyn climbed to his feet and laughed at his son's face. \"Yeah, I didn't like it much at first taste, either. It got better as I got used to it.\"\n\n\t\"It's not... bad. Just not great. Maybe if there was more to taste better.\" Nashville stood up too, lifting his foot as he stepped in a sticky puddle. \"Good thing we weren't at home. That would have been a mess to clean up.\" The boy looked at his fishing rod. \"Now what?\"\n\n\t\"If you'd like to try more, we could try something new, but I don't think we'll be catching anything tonight at this rate.\" Brooklyn glanced down to see a wiggle on Nash's line. \"Well, maybe something after all.\"\n\n\tNashville grabbed the pole and jerked violently up. He almost dropped it when his father again grasped his other pole, still not fully soft, to massage it's length. A large fish came out of the water just as Brooklyn's knees hit the dirt and his beak engulfed Nash's member. Not knowing what to do, Nashville just stared down at his first time having his cock sucked.\n\n\t\"Brooklyn!\" He couldn't think of anything more clever than just the name, it seemed enough.\n\n\t\"Yes?\" The red gargoyle pulled away with a kiss to the tip. \"If you want to taste more to see if you'd like it, this is a good way to do it. You won't waste any of it by missing. Better than my hand was I'll bet. Tastes rather nice too.\" He again kissed the teen's not quite fully erect tip, it was definitely filling out again. \"You've spent once already, but I imagine you'd be able to produce another load... after a bit of work\"\n\n\tHe again took his son's shaft into his beak all the way to the blue skinned groin. The musky, sweaty, taste of Nash's maleness was familiar, a fair bit like his own when he'd been flexible enough to take his own cocktip into his mouth in the past. It was somewhat disappointing that he'd have to break off to deal with the fish in a minute, until then though, he enjoyed the uncertain expression on the young gargoyle's face in the darkness.\n\n\t\"Dad... the fish...\" Nashville didn't really want to deal with that either, having a mouth on his member really did feel so much better than his hand had. He looked at the fish flopping about on the bank near their feet, it didn't seem so important, at least not until his father's beak again pulled away from his inexperienced sex. Nash gaped at him, again having no idea how to react. \"You stopped.\"\n\n\t\"Yeah, I stopped. I didn't want to, but we have to deal with other things first. You'll enjoy it more afterward anyway.\" Brooklyn grabbed the fish just below the head. \"And it'll give us both time to recover a bit of stamina while we cook this.\"\n\n\t\"I guess...What were you doing down there. I mean I saw what you were doing but, isn't it dirty?\" Nashville followed his father back to camp where the fish was easily dispatched, cleaned, and set over a smoldering low flame fire.\n\n\t\"It's a type of sex. Oral sex is one name. That can mean any mouth, or beak I suppose, to genital intimacy. It can taste bad if the partner doesn't wash.\" The old gargoyle spoke while he poked the fire a bit to expose another ember from where he sat on a log. \"It's also called a blow job in this modern time. Fellatio too I think.\" He looked up and laughed. \"If you are worried about the fact that you pee out of your penis, don't. The few drips that may remain won't add enough flavor to worry about. Of course, there are some who want to drink that. I'm not one of them, though. I rather doubt you are either.\"\n\n\t\"Hand and Mouth... I suppose you can use anything to rub there, huh?\" Nashville looked down at his shaft. \"It stiffens when I think of about anything if I don't give it some attention every day.\"\n\n\t\"You're a male. That's normal and healthy. The attention you're giving it is healthy too. Having somebody else give it attention is always much more enjoyable though.\" Brooklyn lifted a foot and brushed against his son's again stiff member. \"If I were to use my foot, it would be a foot job. Hands are hand jobs. Tail would be a tail job... you can probably figure out the rest.\"\n\n\t\"Ummm... what about a wing job?\"\n\n\t\"Our wings are fairly sensitive, I've never tried using them for that.\" The red gargoyle looked thoughtful. \"Usually I just stroke along the wing joints. Like that spot I touched a while ago. You remember that?\"\n\n\t\"Yeah, but I mean, like if I were to rub my wing membrane over your... um, over your dick.\" Nashville pushed himself toward his father and dropped to his knees just as his dad had done earlier. Instead of taking Brooklyn's shaft into his mouth, though, he swung his right wing around to drape the membrane over that nearly fully erect maleness. Using both hands he squeezed the soft wing skin around it before his nerve could fail him. If his dad could touch him so freely he had to be willing to touch back equally freely. \"Like this.\"\n\n\tThe pleasantly surprised look on Brooklyn's face and the hand stroking down his hair told Nashville it felt good. It felt strange to rub something with the wing membrane on purpose, but rather nice given the warmth of his dad's manhood and the lively pulse of it throbbing inside the soft thin flesh. He leaned his head up into the petting hand, happy to have at least surprised his old man.\n\n\t\"I've never tried it before, Nash. It is very nice, but I think it would still count as a hand job. You're using your hands to stroke me still.\" Brooklyn looked thoughtful. \"If you want to try a real wing job, I could thrust it between your wings on your back and let you flap them.\" He didn't look away while turning the fish to it's other side with his tail. \"Since we have limited time, why don't we try real sex instead?\"\n\n\tHis son immediately dropped his wing away and sat back on his heels. \"How? There aren't any females around. I know that much, that we'd need one.\"\n\n\t\"I could be your female... you could also be mine. Males can have sex together just fine. Provided we have a bit of lubrication.\" Brooklyn stood up and bent over the log he'd been sitting on. A quick lift of his tail and Nashville had a good look at the tight ass and tighter anal ring. \"You can do a lot with this back door. It's a lot of fun too.\"\n\n\tNash ran his hands over Brooklyn's butt from where he crouched behind the older male. He really enjoyed the view of his dad's nuts hanging there looking heavy between his legs, but his gaze drifted higher with thoughts of trying to figure out what all could be done with that ring above them. It did look inviting and turning to stone every day kept it quite clean.\n\n\t\"But... how do I know what to do? Do I just stick my dick in it? I could probably work a finger in I guess.\" Nashville gripped his father's tail and pulled it up higher, more roughly than he'd intended too. Brooklyn's ass lifted and pushed back with it before he could say sorry and he found his beak pressed right into the crease with his lips right against the ring. The middle was so hot and soft. With his lips already there he couldn't help but to kiss it by accident at first. That accident turned into a second kiss a moment later. It felt a lot better than he'd expected it to and a lot less gross after he'd done it. \"Sorry... I think.\"\n\n\t\"Sorry for what? It felt good. Try another kiss. This time, slide your tongue around it, you don't have to go in.\" His father's voice drifted back to him.\n\n\tWings and the older male's ass and tail blocked Nash's view, but he was focused on those parts of his father anyway as he again kissed the hot ring of muscle. It clenched at the beak tip pressing to it and it relaxed a moment later. The teen rather liked how it shifted against his lips and found his hand running down to his dick to find that it liked it too.\n\n\tBrooklyn spread his legs further for the kiss and reached back to pull his rear cheeks apart further. His son's tongue had been shy at first but it gained confidence after circling his pucker. It felt wonderful. Katana hated doing it, though she loved receiving it, and he was savoring the rare treat. He gripped his cock just as his lover did to his own.\n\n\tWanting to make the most of their time, Brooklyn draped his tail off to the side to give him a better angle for poking the tip under Nashville's tail. He felt another kiss press firmly against his ring in surprise at the unexpected touch there. A hand caught his tail but it let go quickly and he was proud of the boy when Nash's hand instead moved to cup his red skinned balls.\n\n\t\"Relax, it's too dry to push it in. Just enjoy the pressure of it pressing against you.\" Brook's experienced voice settled the young gargoyle down. \"Your hand is very welcome there too. You can be a little more rough with them, they won't break from a light squeeze or petting.\" After a moment of his son continuing to kiss and rim his ring, with his own tail pressing against the boy's ring, he pulled his ass away for a moment. \"Or I could rim you in return. It really does feel good.\"\n\n\t\"Rimming? Odd word, but I guess it fits it.\" The young gargoyle grabbed his teacher's tail and pressed it more firmly against his ring. \"Your tail felt good too.\" He slid his other hand up along Brooklyn's perineum to his back door entry before curiously poking a finger in. \"It feels like I could just push it in.\"\n\n\t\"You could, now that I'm lubricated a bit from your spit. Or you could use young tail like I'm doing with you, though I think you'd really prefer to use something a bit shorter but more enjoyable for you.\"\n\n\t\"Yeah, I guess it is a bit slick from that. I don't think I could get your tail into Me now.\" Nashville climbed to his feet. \"Can I really... breed you, dad?\"\n\n\t\"If you're quick. Spit doesn't last too long and as you've found with my tail, without something to moisten it, you aren't getting in.\"\n\n\tNash stroked his finger along the crease a few more times and sighed. \"It's already getting a bit dry. I don't think I can get in now.\" He turned to look at the supply bag they'd brought when his father told him to find the bottle of lubricant he'd brought. It took several minutes to find it, though, and even with his hand petting his erection, by the time he'd gotten it out, the were both mostly flaccid. \"Well, I found it, but I guess it's a bit too late, now.\"\n\n\tNashville rubbed himself a bit more but after the wait it seemed to lose interest in being played with by his hand. Brooklyn's seemed to be in the same situation after he'd sat down to wait. His penis hung completely soft from his groin but he didn't seem too upset about it. \n\n\t\"Now would be a good time to learn about foreplay then.\" He smiled and leaned back against the fallen tree's trunk. \"Touching a lover to get them in the mood are just to share the pleasure of touch before you actually have that brief enjoyment of sex.\"\n\n\t\"Ok... What exactly do I touch? Do I just go for... for their parts?\" Nashville stepped back when his father suddenly pushed of the log and pressed both hands to his chest. \"Uhhh...\"\n\n\t\"Well, why don't I show you?\" Brooklyn ducked his head down to rub his beak along Nash's neck. \"It's not about anywhere specific...\" His hands slid down the teen's shoulders to his elbows and tickled lightly into the boy's armpits. \"You just touch and enjoy being with them.\" The red gargoyle pulled his beak up again. \"Lay down. I'll show you a favorite.\"\n\n\tHis younger lover did as told, spreading out on the soft cool dew moistened nighttime grass. He looked up into the not quiet glowing eyes of his father as the older male crouched next to his feet. When Brooklyn grasped one foot he let out a grunt of surprise. How could his feet be at all important to it?\n\n\tA pair of thumbs dug into his arch and worked their way up to his claws to knead the tough skin there and the muscle beneath. They traveled back down, kneading and stretching his tendons below back to the pointed heel before switching feet. It felt good as Brooklyn worked them, but hardly sexual.\n\n\tHis dad was quiet as he worked, running his hands over the teen's ankles then back along the tops of both feet, one in each hand, and back to his ankles again. Brook's large strong hands squeezed firmly once before his left let go to join the right. He rubbed Nashville's left calf with both pairs of fingers while his palms stroked the front of his leg.\n\n\tUp to the knee and back down again and Brooklyn switched legs to do the same to the other. He looked up to Nash, not smiling at all but simply looking, then back down at what he was doing. His gaze took in the fact that the younger gargoyle was still nearly soft, which was fine, he was looking plenty relaxed to go with his flaccid manhood.\n\n\t\"How is it so far?\" He finished the right lower leg as he had its twin, enjoying the muscular calves on both once more with both hands before standing up without going further. \"No, this isn't sexual right now. It doesn't need to be now.\" When he crouched over his son's hips, tail hanging between the newly massaged legs, though, Nashville found himself thinking it would suddenly get very sexual. He was surprised again when a hand pressed to his chest instead. \"Give me your hand.\"\n\n\tIt took Nash a few moments to do ask asked before he asked, \"My hand? Why? What does this have to do with anything?\"\n\n\t\"Patience is part of foreplay,\" Brooklyn stroked his younger lover's fingers, squeezing around them each in turn before doing the same to palm and wrist. Each part he massaged, some faster than others, and then moved up a bit further. Soon both hands worked Nash's right arm both upper and lower, especially squeezing over the well developed bicep and deltoids and those around them. \"Especially for a male.\"\n\n\t\"Why for a male? What difference would that make?\" The younger gargoyle offered his other arm immediately, it really did feel good getting the massage.\n\n\t\"Females like to be intimate longer.\" Brooklyn worked that arm as he had the first. \"They don't want to just finish as soon as possible and lay back like you are used to with your hand.\"\n\n\tNashville let his eyes drift over his father's broad chest and to that rather cute dick hanging there. It had thickened a bit since the massage had started, but it was still soft. He wondered if the massage really was going to get them back up. Each touch and squeeze felt good, but they weren't touching any interesting areas. Of course, the view was rather pleasant. Maybe if he gave a little encouragement back.\n\n\tA touch to his buttocks made Brooklyn struggle to keep from commenting. He was glad his son had finally thought to join in rather than just laying there passively. It had taken longer than he'd expected but at least his pupil had finally gotten there. As a reward, Brook's hands traced along Nashville's shoulders and down to stroke over the nipples on his chest.\n\n\tThe boy grunted at that touch and worked both of his own hands over his dad's ass cheeks and back between them. Father and son both squeezed and worked the muscles in their chosen areas. Nash's nipples were tweaked before his pectorals were rubbed with open palms. Brooklyn's was played with in turn, though it soon gave way to ball fondling and then to cock stroking as the younger gargoyle got too eager.\n\n\t\"Slow down, Nash. I haven't finished.\" Brooklyn laughed but didn't stop his son. \"Of course, the point is to get a lover hot and bothered and it seems to have worked for you.\" He pushed his hips forward, further into Nashville's hand, then looked down at the other gargoyle's member. \"Very well on you.\"\n\n\t\"Actually, I think it was seeing you squatting over me like that, dad...\" Nashville laughed, \"but it did feel good. Maybe I'll appreciate it more when I'm older.\"\n\n\t\"Well, how about we stop with the hand and use the lube?\" Brooklyn held the bottle out then climbed onto all fours when it was taken. \"Since you're so eager to get back to it... Use plenty of it and put it on yourself as well as my ass.\"\n\n\tNash grinned and squeezed some out onto his hand. \"Yes, sir!\"\n\n\tHis dry hand gripped his father's tail and he swiped the slick one up Brooklyn's crevice in a long swipe. The older male rocked forward from the surprisingly cool slimy liquid, then took a deep breath and pushed back. His comment about it being a good start brought another slathering from his son's hand and even two fingers digging into his ass.\n\n\tNashville enjoyed how different that area felt all slicked up and even more so the feeling of his dad's ring gripping around his fingertips. He couldn't wait to feel it around his very much ready sex. The urge to simply push it in was diverted by Brooklyn lifting a foot up to cup the boy's balls again. Nash was rather glad of that as he didn't want to be found lacking for his first lover.\n\n\tHe squeezed a bit more lube into his hand and onto his dick before giving into that urge. It too felt better lubed, but he didn't pay much to how his hand felt, not when there was a welcoming hole waiting. The younger gargoyle awkwardly positioning himself but instincts and a certain obvious quality of what should happen took over. Nashville's tip kissed the well slicked muscular ring, then stretched it open around the thick head.\n\n\tHis father's heat surrounded his dick before the tight muscle could clench around him too. The penetration was powerful for them both. Sudden penetration made Brooklyn wince but the fact that it was his own offspring that was doing it made it far more awkward, and somehow, more enjoyable. He was his son's first, just as Goliath, or had it been Hudson, so long ago, had been his. Brooklyn tried to relax and let himself enjoy it and was glad it turned out easier than he'd expected.\n\n\tNashville stood stiff and still at first. It was better than had been described and his slowly sinking in cock, from his father leaning back in encouragement, soon urged him to push deeper still. Since part of him was in, though, he wanted to feel all of it in!\n\n\tA shove of his hips sank him in deeper. Another however seemed to get stuck. Brooklyn pulled away for a moment then back and Nash found the going much easier again. The quick lesson didn't take repeating for the boy, he pulled back on his own before working the rest of his member in bit by bit.\n\n\tGetting it around a bend inside the other gargoyle took a bit of poking and prodding, with help from his dad, but at last, Nashville felt his hips slip up to slap wetly against Brooklyn's. His breath came in ragged gasps from excitement. Nerves he'd been keeping at bay took over and he found himself shaking from them even when he pulled back and slid right back in without too much difficulty. \n\n\tBrooklyn hung his head limply to simply enjoy being ridden again. Being filled again back there, bouncing in time to another male's hips slapping his ass, made him more excited than he'd expected it to. Nashville's cock throbbed just like past lovers had only he knew it was his son's manhood filling him rather than just a friend.\n\n\tHis cock swayed between his own legs under him, just like his long white hair, in time to the eager thrusts from the younger gargoyle. When Nash asked if he was ok, Brooklyn pushed himself up more fully and pushed back into the action. No sense savoring passively when it was so much more fun to give back, he decided.\n\n\t\"You're doing wonderfully, Nash. Not even breathing heavily, are you?\" He clenched tightly around the boy's dick while looking back. \"You have a cute grimace for sex. If you want to please a lover more, work with their parts too, don't focus on just your own.\"\n\n\tBrooklyn spread his wings just in time for Nashville's chest to press over them. His son took what he'd said to heart and his cock to hand. Both gargoyles enjoyed the intimacy and especially the slipping and sliding of masculine flesh.\n\n\tIt was awkward for Nashville to work his hips and hands at the same time though he did his best. Rubbing over his dad's strong chest and wonderfully hard dick did feel good though. The hot manhood in his hand pulsed in time to his own shaft sinking in and jerking out. Nash pressed his beak to his old man's neck in a loving kiss.\n\n\t\"Better?\" Was all he could think to say for the advice.\n\n\tBrooklyn's red ring tightening around his cock was the only response he his father gave back beyond a grunt. The older gargoyle pushed back to meet the thrusts more with Nashville pressed over him. It was so much more satisfying once his lover was working for more than just his own pleasure.\n\n\tBrooklyn's body bounced a bit in time to the boy's cock plowing his ass. Nash found he could reduce the rocking if he held on with both hands and arms for the ride and enjoyed the increase in drag around his member it gave him. He could feel the familiar tingle of building lust in his loins and worked his hips faster to get it. His hand on his father's own dick slipped off with the wilder strokes but he just caught it again to go back to work.\n\n\tWith the increased pace Brooklyn had a hard time keeping the rhythm too, not that it mattered for him. With his son doing most of the work he could simply enjoy it. The knocking against his prostate, the full feeling in his rear, the way Nashville's balls slapped against that line of flesh between his ring and his own balls. All that mixed with the boy's hand squeezing around his manhood to produce an amazingly satisfying buildup. If Nash had known to rub that special spot on his wings and joints it would have been perfect.\n\n\tInstead, the boy worked him his own way. Inexperienced but with very energetic penetration and motions. He turned to look at his young lover and they kissed beak to beak moments later. Nashville needed that kiss while his pleasure built to its peak. It let him vent the tension that'd grown with his lust. It also showed his appreciation for the older gargoyle's body.\n\n\tBrooklyn could feel himself loosing control. He'd expected his son to go first but after going so long without a cock up his ass his body wasn't holding back its old response. His dick throbbed powerfully with his racing heart and any slack there may have been in his erection vanished entirely as he came. A jet of semen sprayed onto his belly, another hit Nashville's fingers, followed by the ground for the next.\n\n\tThe red gargoyle's ass clenched powerfully with each spurt, pushing the teen harder to his own peak. Nash jerked his father awkwardly in response to those anal contractions until his cum slicked hand slipped entirely off and gripped his pop's tailbase under him for better support. He couldn't last any longer and didn't even try.\n\n\tBrooklyn shook his head head left and right, then swung it back around into another desperate kiss. They held it throughout their shared pleasure with the boy's orgasmic spasms competing against those of his father's. Cum sprayed in and cum sprayed out with Nashville easily pumping more out than the older gargoyle could pump out.\n\n\tIt felt just as good as it had in the past for Brooklyn, with the subtle pressures from each spurt drumming against his inner walls. He took a deep breath through the kiss and smiled faintly. It was always over so quickly, though Nash kept rutting away for several more seconds.\n\n\t\"Did I make a good female for you, Nash?\"\n\n\t\"Yeah.\" It wasn't much of an answer and his thoughts were too hazy to care.\n\n\t\"There's still plenty more darkness left. How about we cool off a bit and go foraging.\" Brooklyn eased himself out from under his son and Nashville pulled fully out. They embraced again with another kiss before leaning against each other next to the tree trunk. \"We can try some more later, I'd like to show you how to enjoy our wings more intimately.\"\n\n\t\"Does it feel as good as that?\" Nash asked after a while.\n\n\t\"Not quite so good, perhaps.\" The older gargoyle chuckled. \"But... it can last longer and feels plenty good.\"\n\n\tThey sat together a for nearly ten minutes. Brooklyn ran his hands over Nashville's muscular legs and belly, the teenager just let him touch. It was nice to be rubbed over, he had to admit. He wondered how it would have felt had he let his dad finish that full body massage he had tried earlier. It had seemed so pointless then but he wasn't sure about that anymore.\n\n\tNash leaned back to let Brooklyn's hands roam his sides and up to his shoulders and neck. Should he return the stroking? If he did it seemed like it would get in the way though. Weren't they supposed to be calming down? His father's hands slipped away finally as Brooklyn stood up.\n\n\t\"Well, let's go see if we can find some berries. Since we seemed to have overcooked our fish...\" They both looked at the lump of charcoal that was all that remained of Nashville's catch. \"I bet it would have tasted good too.\"\n\n*****\n\n\t\"Here's something.\" Brooklyn held a tree branch that looked a lot like the other branches around them to his son. \"There are some berries hanging on it.\" He took a sniff and looked over the shape of them. \"I think it's a Mulberry tree. They're good, but messy.\"\n\n\tThe younger gargoyle looked at the tree. He too had very good night vision, but even so, the black and red berries were nearly invisible. When Brooklyn picked one he could easily see why they were messy. They bruised very easily. Still, they tasted good when they both set about picking them.\n\n\tIt was surprisingly enjoyable to pick the berries. They flew up into the higher branches for plenty that other animals couldn't get and ate their fill. By the time they'd finished, their hands and beaks and tongues were stained with reddish purple juice.\n\n\tThe juice didn't wash off too well in the river water a short flight later, but enough eventually came off. Washing was rather fun, anyway, when they noticed the juice had gotten onto other parts of their bodies. It started innocently enough, Nash thought, he saw Brooklyn scrubbing and then spread his sticky leg to do the same.\n\n\tBrooklyn spread his legs, then stroked himself over the juice in a slower suggestive manner. Nashville laughed and imitated the jerking motions he knew quite well while rubbing his tail off. His father crouched into the water and swished his balls back and forth just breaking the surface as though that would clean the juice that wasn't even there off. Soon they were both showing off their masculine forms for the other's enjoyment.\n\n\tTails were lifted, wings spread and flexed. Nashville turned around to show his back while pushing his cock down between his legs only to freeze in that position at Brooklyn's talons lightly racking along his spine and beak kissing into his wing joints. It was an unexpected touch, but felt rather pleasant.\n\n\tThe nibbling lips felt even more so when they pinched just right over Nash's wing muscles. One of Brooklyn's hands caught his son's wing just beyond the finger and pulled it further open. His other hand traced the soft wing membrane.\n\n\t\"Now seems like a good time. I think we're both ready.\" Brooklyn pressed his erection between Nashville's buttocks but simply slid it down to bump against the boy's balls from the back instead of trying to penetrate. \"Should I stop?\"\n\n\tThe younger gargoyle shook his head. He'd never thought to stroke his wing membranes or the muscular joints. Nashville stiffened, or that sweet spot between both wings that his dad had touched earlier. They had never really caught his attention, but Brooklyn was right, his wings really did feel good.\n\n\tBrooklyn's fingers squeezed around the membrane while his beak kissed up and down his lover's back between the wing arms. His tongue drug firmly along his son's clean flesh after each kiss. Such rarely touched flesh was amazingly sensitive and with the blue boy's arousal already simmering in the mood, it felt almost as though it were his penile glans that was being rubbed instead.\t\n\n\tBrooklyn let go of the wing to carefully stroke a sharp fingertip up and down the crease he was already kissing. The motion was so much more insistent than his tongue and lips had been. Where the tongue had been a nice firm broad friction, the talon like fingertip was sharp and made the nerves itch as Nashville's body tried to decide if it had been cut or not. Brooklyn's hot breath followed that point up and down even as he added a second, then a third finger to the stroke.\n\n\tNash shivered under him and his wings stretched involuntarily before clenching back around his father's head. The boy wasn't sure if he was trying to stop the touch or keep it from pulling away. It made his heart race and his erection swayed in the air in front of him in time to that heavy pulse. With Brooklyn's own shaft still poking against his perineum and balls, the younger gargoyle felt that tingles travel down his spine and up from his groin to make him want to cum again desperately.\n\n\tBrooklyn switched his hands to again squeeze and knead the boy's wing joints, but he pulled his face away. \"Squat down, Nash.\"\n\n\tNashville immediately obeyed the murmured command. His father's fingers held onto his wings loosely but it was the gargoyle's manhood that he paid attention to. When he dropped down, his dad's dick slid up hiss ass and bumped his tail firmly. At first the boy thought it was going to push right into his ring but two hands pressed him down further and the cock just popped around his tail to slide up his back.\n\n\tShallow river water had just touched his blue skinned sack when his lover decided he'd sank down far enough. Nashville wasn't at all surprised when he felt Brooklyn's erection rubbing between his wing arms. The heat of that stiff member, however, did. It was intense, feeling far hotter than it had in his hands or even his mouth. He could feel the urethral prominence where the shaft pressed flat to his skin through the heat. It was a rather pleasant sensation.\n\n\tBrooklyn carefully gripped his son's lower wing joints, those elbow-like creases where the wing arm jutted from Nashville's back and the next section connected to it, before pulling them both inward. He ignored the grunt as they shifted in a new way for the boy and pulled them further together until both joints touched. With the wing arms pressed together the flesh between them displaced into softly fleshed channels. \n\n\tBrooklyn pulled his hips back to slide his glans down the first crease, then thrust back into the exotic tunnel. With the younger gargoyle crouching so low he had an easy time dry fucking that sensitive area. It wasn't as tight as he knew his son's ass would have been, but he was fond of it just the same. With just his precum to slick the way, the friction in a cunt or an ass just couldn't compare.\n\n\t\"Unnn... How's that feel?\" Brooklyn went slowly for the start.\n\n\t\"It feels... odd.\" Nashville shuddered when his father's hips pushed to the left and ground against his wing muscles. \"Erf... but good.\"\n\n\t\"Hold that thought...\" Brooklyn bent down to kiss his lover's hair. \"Let's see how that stamina of yours holds out. There, stay just like you are for now.\"\n\n\tNash smirked, a squat was easy hold, for a while anyway. He wondered about rubbing his own erection to feeling his father's stroking against his wings but was distracted again when Brooklyn's tail sloshed through the water to rub against his balls. The urge to grab the playful length proved irresistible. When it curled a bit around his nuts, Nashville squatted a bit lower and snatched the tip out of the water. He gave a tug and felt his dad's rhythm stutter briefly into his clenched wings.\n\n\tBrooklyn nodded at his tail being caught. He was enjoying himself and was glad his son had thought to join in more actively. Sex was about more than just passively receiving and the older gargoyle hoped Nash had realized it.\n\n\tHe didn't dwell on it too much, though, the boy's wing joints and muscles felt very exotic around his dick, far different from even a dry hand squeezing around it. Nashville's body tensed in time with his thrusts as well, showing he was getting plenty of stimulation out of it too. His wing sex changed texture for them both as pre-seed moistened the area.\n\n\tJerking friction along dry skin quickly gave way to a wonderful slipping and sliding sensation with the added moisture. It had felt good before, but it felt much better with the growing lubrication. Brooklyn's dick stroked more evenly with each thrust leaving the blue gargoyle flushing red in his cheeks. Not as good as sex and straight cock stimulation, but very hot all the same.\n\n\tNashville looked back at his dad, breathing heavier than if he'd been working out, then back down at the tail in his hand. It wasn't long enough to pull up to suck on, but it was plenty long to rub over his erection. He wondered if it could coil around it like a snake until he tried it. Damn, too thick for that.\n\n\tThough it didn't work, the boy did find something to do with it. Holding both his own dick and Brooklyn's tail felt like he was stroking two cocks at once. It was almost as exciting as the continued rutting between his wings. One hot firm fleshy length rubbed against the other with his hand dragging along them both and the base of his dad's tail splashing and bumping against his balls. His legs were getting a little tired from squatting, but it was plenty worth it.\n\n\t\"Very nice idea, Nash.\" Brooklyn grunted with another long thrust in. \"Creativity is good for pleasuring a partner. I hope my tail feels as good against your cock as your cock feels against my tail.\"\n\n\t\"It feels, unnn... good.\" Nashville slumped a bit in pleasure. \"Not as good as my wings are feeling right now, but good.\" \n\n\tThe boy grunted it surprise when the older gargoyle crouched behind him too. \"Would you like to feel me inside you, instead?\"\n\n\tNash tensed at Brooklyn pushing his beak into the gap between both wings where his thick manhood had been moments before. Again he felt that fat tip under his tail, right against his ring. Brooklyn's hands let go of his wing arms to lightly rub along his wing membranes instead. It felt good, but he did want more.\n\n\t\"Will it... fit?\" Was all the younger gargoyle could think to say.\n\n\t\"It'll fit.\" Brooklyn ran his fingers down Nashville's sides, then slid off entirely. His cock pulled away a moment later. A few seconds passed before a cold wetness slid along the teen's crevice. The gasp made his dad laugh. Another swipe of lubricant and Brooklyn kissed the boy's neck. \"Let's get out of the water. It'll be more comfortable while I loosen you a bit.\"\n\n\tOn the grass, just a short walk away from the stream, Brooklyn sat down and told his son to lay on his back. They looked each other over again, each enjoying the other's masculine form. Lube slicked fingers slid over Nashville's balls before down to the slightly moistened hole below them. Nash found it was just as fun having it applied as it had been applying.\n\n\t\"You carried that stuff with you?\" It sounded lame even to his ears as he said it.\n\n\t\"I did.\" Brooklyn just smiled faintly at the question as he worked the stuff heavily around his son's ring. He tugged Nashville's legs up and set them on over his shoulders. \"Here comes a small taste. Now, relax. Your body won't want me in unless you let it. Don't tense.\"\n\n\tNash jerked at the fingertip probing his ring, then tensed as he'd been told not to when the finger just kept pushing. His ass clenched tight against the fingertip but couldn't hold it out with the slick coating. When the finger slipped through, he could only grunt in surprise. It took a few seconds to realize it didn't actually hurt. It just felt, big.\n\n\tBrooklyn let his finger stay just inside while the boy got used to it. He wiggled and twisted it just a bit to work some of the lube in better. Nashville took a deep breath when he pushed the finger fully in to the knuckle, then relaxed a bit when it was pulled fully out. A second finger joined the first, feeling even bigger, though went in much easier. The two fingers pumped in and out a few times until they were suddenly followed by a third. It slipped past his tight ring without too much trouble, too.\n\n\tAnother squirt of lubricant was slathered along Nashville's teenage ass, then rubbed over his father's still quite full erection. It looked darker than before and for the first time Nash realized the older gargoyle had been very close to orgasm before he'd given up the wing sex. Somehow, that built up need made it more exciting for the boy. The anticipation of feeling it relieved inside of him after the joy of feeling it rubbing on the outside kept him very much interested, despite the position worry of holding his father in that tight hole.\n\n\tBeing on his back in front of his heavily aroused lover, his legs spread wide in invitation, was surprisingly embarrassing. It did feel good being so exposed, in a way. His dad had a clear view of everything he'd hidden since becoming mature enough to care about them. Exposing that part of himself to view made him a lot more comfortable, despite the embarrassment. It was exactly what he'd needed. The slick touches and the heat of Brooklyn's cocktip kissing under his tail were just what he needed as well.\n\n\tNashville gasped loudly when the older gargoyle's tip popped through his ring. The shaft didn't fully sink in, but nearly four inches of masculine flesh spread his ass open in that single lunge. He was glad of the earlier penetration, his father's manhood felt much bigger than a few fingers!\n\n\tBrooklyn rubbed over his son's belly with one hand and looked into the boy's eyes. \"A lot different taking it than it is giving it?\"\n\n\tNash only responded with a grunt. His attention was focused on his insides and that part of his parent that was touching him there. It really was amazingly different receiving. The full feeling. The rush of excitement at even the slightest movement. The involuntary clench of his body trying to push the invading member out. So many exotic feelings from his dad steadily tugging out and slipping back.\n\n\tBrooklyn wrapped a hand around Nashville's cock as he gentle worked him from behind. It was an effort, but he kept the jerking in time to his thrusts, and his thrusts slow. He wished he could go faster but didn't want it too intense fro his son or to end too soon for either of them. Being careful held him back as well, but that was more an afterthought with his need burning in his loins. It was an effort to focus on anything more than Nashville's muscular inner walls gripping and sliding around his dick.\n\n\tDespite the slower speed, Brooklyn spread his wings as though he were wildly fucking his wife. Both of them were breathing in shallow pants with both of them noisily sucking in deep breaths during the deepening penetration. Nashville grunted and looked back at his father.\n\n\tBeing in his ass seemed to be pretty intense on his dad by the look on his face. It felt good but just seeing the strain on that red beak made him smile and push his rump back into a thrust. Brooklyn looked to be struggling to keep control on himself. Nash had to fight his own urge to grab the other gargoyle's hand on his shaft.\n\n\tAfter his son pushed back into his efforts, Brooklyn stroked that proudly jutting blue erection without bothering to keep in time with his hips. He felt his cock slide deeper and was glad he didn't bottom out with the wrong angle. The teen gargoyle's ass opened readily and he even felt the harder to enter inner ring give way with just a few firm nudges. Pulling back made him lose it, briefly, but he found the path again and enjoyed feeling the boy stiffen under him. Their hips kissed in full penetration and Brooklyn forgot all about Nashville's erection.\n\n\tNash tore clumps of grass and dirt with all four limbs from the intensity of his first cock fully taken. His hips lifted a bit higher, then back down to grind against his father. There was a wonderful fullness inside but around his entrance he felt an even more pleasant living pulse from Brooklyn's racing heart beat. It made his own dick feel weird, in a very good way.\n\n\t\"Faster... please? Like I did for you, Dad. I want to fee... UNNNN!\" Nashville's talons dug deeper into the dirt when Brooklyn immediately did as asked.\n\n\tFurther thought was pushed away from them both after that hard thrust. Their bestial rutting took over and Brooklyn dropped Nashville's erection to grab the teen's hips. His son looked down along his own body and just watched it bounce and swing in time to each rapid thrust. Balls spanked his tail root. Wet fleshy sounds mixed with heavy grunts and loud moans of pleasure that carried through the night time air.\n\n\tBrooklyn let go of his son's hips. He pressed down, chest to chest, with his young lover and their beaks met to kiss. A moment later, still holding the kiss, the older gargoyle pulled fully out to jam back in. That re-entry was almost as powerful as the initial penetration and they hugged each other hard in response.\n\n\tNash felt his shaft press firmly to Brooklyn's belly, nearly forgotten with the new experience of being mounted, and enjoyed feeling it rub in time to the renewed shafting. How good his dick felt wasn't too important to him then, though. His father's forceful second entry was just as wonderful as the first.\n\n\tAfter a few more thrusts, with pleasure growing more from his insides than his cock, Nashville noticed a wobbling to Brooklyn's rutting hips. With as close to orgasm as the wing sex had left his lover, the clenching of his ring and inner walls only took a few more jabs before pushing his dad over the edge.\n\n\tLike the many before them, those few jabs ground wonderfully against a special spot inside which Nash had quickly learned to love. Unlike the others, Brooklyn's orgasm left a hot feeling of pressure that made him happier with each spatter of cum that sprayed inside. The young gargoyle hoped that spray would just go on and on.\n\n\tThe teenage gargoyle watched his dad's face throughout the release, enjoying Brooklyn's vague expression of bliss and clenched yet somehow slackly open beak. It was oddly cute despite how it looked and he loved his father all the more for it.\n\n\tBrooklyn took a deep breath when his pleasure eased off and leaned back to look over his son. Nash's erection still jutted up begging for attention. His own was still embedded into the boy's inviting colon, though he could feel it flagging already after his peak. A loving smile hovered on Nashville's beak. Sweat shown in the moonlight. Brooklyn leaned forward again to trapped the stiff blue dick between their bellies in another intimate embrace.\n\n\t\"How'd you like your first time?\" Brooklyn again touched beaks in a kiss.\n\n\t\"It was... I don't know.\" Nashville broke away and pressed both hands to his father's chest. \"I liked it. I think I'd like it better if I finished though.\"\n\n\t\"Yes, I imagine so.\" The older gargoyle caught Nash's hands and guided them all along his well toned chest and belly. \"Though there is something to be said for being left on the edge for a while. It makes you focus as much on your partner as yourself.\"\n\n\tReleasing the boy's hands and leaning back, Brooklyn grasped his lover's stiff blue manhood again and rubbed along it quickly. The hot flesh was just as enjoyable as before and begged to be satisfied. It also made the tight rump around his dick twitch ever so sweetly around his flagging arousal. After just another dozen or so seconds, his hand slowed\n\n\t\"Mmm... Should I leave this alone for a while to teach you patience?\" Brooklyn slid his own erection out of his son's ass. A quick scoot back and he darted his beak down to kiss the stiff shaft. The older gargoyle looked up at his lover while sliding his long muzzle down the boy's needy girth until his lips kissed the handsome young pouch below it. The look on Nashville's face made him laugh and kiss the pair again briefly. \"I know, silly question, isn't it?\"\n\n\tThe night was peaceful around them with the water gurgling pleasantly. An owl who'd in the distance and Brooklyn's head bobbed up and down Nashville's young manhood. His hands kneaded and playfully tugged his lover's testicles in their soft sack while Nash leaned back and looked up to the moon with a deep sigh.\n\n\tThere was still another full night to look forward to tomorrow and he was sure he could talk his dad into another after that. He'd learned a lot about his body and hoped to learn a lot more about it. The boy tensed and came. Hopefully he'd get to learn more about his father's body too.\n\n*****\n\n\t\"Hey, Brooklyn, look down there.\" Nashville pointed to an empty lamp lit clearing in the park as they flew over it.\n\n\t\"Why? I don't see anything. We're still on patrol. Get back here!\" He dove in pursuit of his son with a shake of his head.\n\n\tTrees flew by below them both in the nighttime sky, growing larger as they landed until it was a game of dodge the branches. Nash touched down first and he immediately ran to a dark edge and knelt. His father followed him and waited with arms crossed.\n\n\t\"Well, what is it?\" Brooklyn stepped around in front of Nashville to get a better look.\n\n\tIt took him several seconds before he looked away from the ground to his son. The blue gargoyle had his beak open and his pants unzipped. Their eyes met and the teenager licked his lips.\n\n\t\"I found a... nice spot for us to practice more of what you taught me over the weekend.\" Nashville cupped his dad's scrotum under that silly loin cloth Brooklyn enjoyed wearing on patrol.\"I could use a snack anyway.\"\n\n\tHis father didn't need much more invitation than that. He was already stiffening anyway from the boy's hands on his soft red sack. A single step closer and a tug at his cloth was all it took to put his shaft into that hot eager mouth.\n\n\tBrooklyn grunted at Nashville's tongue brushing over his quickly filled erection. His son had enjoyed the taste of his musk that first time. Nash had liked it better the second and third. Brooklyn was very happy to share it. The teenager was good with his mouth.\n\n\tNashville took his dad's dick into his beak from tip to root for several seconds. A quick pull back all the way out and he gave the tip a fond kiss and deep sniff. The masculine scent from it made him happy. It smelled wonderful. It felt and tasted almost as good on his tongue.\n\n\tEach lick smeared just a bit more of Brooklyn's sexual essence into his mouth. Each lick let him feel the veins and subtle bulges that covered the older male's member. Brooklyn's tip was the best part for tasting and for drawing a reaction, but Nashville took it all into his long beak anyway, just to hold and savor the length.\n\n\tThe teenager moved from savoring the moment and the act itself to actively pleasuring quite suddenly. He swiped his tongue over Brooklyn's thick cock knob twice and simply sealed it back inside his mouth all the way to the root again. An instant later he was sliding back up and right back down again.\n\n\tBrooklyn watched his son's head bobbing over his length passively at first. The act felt good, but he needed a minute to get into the mood of it anymore as he got older. Just watching Nash enjoying the act was enough, until it wasn't.\n\n\tHis younger lover's hair bounced with the quick head work and it seemed to beg to be smoothed over. Brooklyn didn't bother resisting, he simply gave in to stroke into that soft hair. They held together that way quietly, beyond their shared heavy breathing, for more than a minute pleasuring and being pleasured.\n\n\tNeither watched for visitors and neither cared. All that mattered for both of them was Nashville's mouth and Brooklyn's manhood inside it. Nash pressed his lips tightly around the stiff dick outside and his tongue curled a bit around almost as tightly inside.\n\n\tWith head still bobbing up and down Brooklyn's shaft rapidly, his father's musk and hint of sweat spread fully around his mouth. He groaned at the joy of having the very much alive flesh throbbing there. He groaned again at his hand squeezing around his own stiff length a moment later.\n\n\tBrooklyn pressed harder on Nashville's head without even realizing he was doing it. His toes clenched in the soft park grass and his wings sagged down his back. He ran his free hand over the younger gargoyle's long face almost like he was stroking a very thick dick but was too focused on his pleasure to think to do anything else. Especially when Nash's free hand continued to play with his heavy testicles and soft coin purse.\n\n\tNashville playfully pushed against the hand holding him in place until he had just Brooklyn's glans in his mouth. 'Focus on tip,' he remembered, 'if you want your partner to cum fast.' The blue gargoyle cupped his dad's balls and sucked firmly around the head, though his tongue only brushed it lightly. He didn't want Brooklyn to cum too fast, but he'd found it was fun focus there for a bit then move away. It also gave him the most of his father's musk.\n\n\tSpent cum had lingered around and under the rim from their time together in the more or less wild. Nash savored that scent and taste for nearly a minute, just enjoying it and Brooklyn's hand on him, before suddenly taking the entire red skinned member in with a sudden thrust of his beak. The grunt it brought made him happy he'd taken his time.\n\n\t\"Unn, well, I see you are getting more patient.\" Brooklyn chuckled. \"I'm glad our time together wasn't... wasted.\"\n\n\tHis son didn't bother replying, instead just nodding in agreement up and down the stiff gargoyle meat. After sampling it a few times at camp he had grown fond of its texture dragging along his lips and upper palate. Nashville liked to trace the veins as they thickened under the cock skin while he worked. They always started out mostly flat but they always swelled with his lover's need.\n\n\tWhile his mouth worked above, the teen's hands continued to explore lower. One squeezed and gentle tugged at Brooklyn's soft skinned coin purse while the other stroked up along the older gargoyle's buttocks and back down again. The sucking boy felt his dad tense when his fingers brushed under his tail but those fingers just dropped away again each time to briefly pet both inner thighs.\n\n\tBrooklyn wanted to do more than simply guide his son's head, but it really did feel good enough that his body just told him to let it go. It was too much work to reach out for the teen's wings or even to stroke over his cheek or neck. Nashville had gotten rather good at cock sucking. His father wondered if he'd been that good of a teacher or if the boy just liked it that much. He wasn't sure which he'd prefer most.\n\n\tBrooklyn's musing faded to a pleasured haze of 'it doesn't matter'. He looked up at the night time sky while his son again pressed a few fingers under his tail. The boy's head never stopped bobbing over his cock and he was relaxed enough that two of Nashville's fingers slipped easily into his sweaty ass.\n\n\tAfter several good shaftings during the weekend he was much more open back there again and he grunted absently in appreciation. His attention, however, never left that hot long mouth on his lustfully stiff dick. Nash's tongue swirled and curled around the shaft down to kiss his groin, then it did almost the same up, tracing a vein here or firmly pressing down to increase friction. Every time the boy got to the top he stopped to simply slide his tongue around the head.\n\n\tNashville gathered as much of his dad's pre-cum as he could around the cum slit. The hot slimy stuff felt so good on his tongue. It didn't taste like much, but the more Brooklyn produced the closer he was to release. With the constant dribbles oozing out he figured his old man had just a bit longer before he blew. It was always too soon, but somehow, never soon enough as the reward was just as good as the act.\n\n\tBrooklyn clenched his tail around the teenager's fingers scrubbing around inside his ass. His ring stretched readily around them, and just like his son's mouth, he really wanted to keep them there as Nashville worked to find his special spot. With his prostate massaged in the back and his cock in a loving eager mouth, he forgotten all about their patrol or even where they were.\n\n\tNash pulled away from his father's cock suddenly to nuzzle it instead. He pulled down just before he let it pop out of his beak. It bounced up and he let it flop against his nose for fun. Nuzzling it didn't feel as good for either, but it was such a different sensation it nearly pushed Brooklyn over anyway.\n\n\tEach nuzzle left more friction against it and each was followed with a kiss to his balls. His son sucked the older gargoyle's entire pouch into his mouth for a quick tonguing before finally going back to his dad's dick. He made sure to pinch with his lips lightly so Brooklyn's nuts popped free to bounce a little just as his shaft had. All the while his fingers massaged over that happy pleasure spot inside his father's bottom.\n\n\tBrooklyn grasped Nashville's shoulders firmly after again feeling the hot mouth around it. He hunched over, unable to passively accept the attention anymore. His hips thrust in just as though he were fucking his son again. He needed to cum. Nash couldn't wait for him to.\n\n\tBrooklyn's tail went slack, his wings sagged with them before he suddenly tensed. His cock swelled. His claws dug in. Seed sprayed into Nashville's hungry mouth. Pleasure blotted out the trees and grass and night time sky, leaving only his lover's masculine face looking up at him while still bobbing quickly in time to his father's spurts to fill his world.\n\n\tNash ignored his own erection while savoring his dad's. Feeling it pulsing in his mouth made him almost as happy as tasting the spunk spraying out of it. It felt so much more alive during an orgasm. His father looked so much more handsome, despite the odd expression on his face.\n\n\tNashville worked his fingers over the older gargoyle's prostate in long quick strokes to prolong the release. His lover's tail clenched down over his hand more tightly in response. Nash pumped them faster, knowing his lover would leak just that extra bit more into his mouth. The spurts were always over so fast and they both enjoyed half second it prolonged Brooklyn's release.\n\n\tBoth gargoyles breathed heavily from the excitement, though Brooklyn's was winding down rather than building up. His groin still felt wonderful with his son's hot moist beak, still enjoying it bobbing up and down his cock. The hand on his balls kneaded them almost in time to the fingers squishing inside under his tail. As he came down, all he could do was take a deep breath and let out a long loud sigh of satisfaction.\n\n\tHis hands relaxed fully to stroke the boy's cheek. \"That was wonderful, but I think we need to get back on patrol.\"\n\n\tNashville finally pulled off and out and sat back on the soft dew moistened grass, his legs spread. \"You sure, dad? Surely we can take a little longer on our lunch break.\"\n\n\tBrooklyn crouched down to grasp Nash's stiff member, then kissed his son. \"Well, maybe we have time for a quick snack.\"\n",
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Teaching Nashville - Intro
by Dead Pegasus
edited by tannim
June 23, 2011
\tIn the back of his mind, Brooklyn couldn't help but wonder what a pain in the ass it was going to be to clean up. He and Katana were going to have to use half the towels on the rack for sure, as the bathroom floor was certainly good and flooded, not to mention that the rug was thoroughly soaked. It would take maybe thirty minutes, but in retrospect, the red warrior mused to himself, it was infinitely more than worth it. At his age of seventy-five, he was quite proud to still possess the energy to create such magnitude of a mess. Especially if it was a mess made while doing one of the things he would never tire of; making love to his beloved mate.
\tFor more than forty minutes, he'd been on his back in the bathtub, while the center of his life, Katana, rode him at her leisure. Her hair had been undone from its usual ponytail and lay plastered against her beautifully scarred skin. She was truly a sight to behold.
\tHer perfect breasts bounced rhythmically every time she hilted him into her sex and though she was only three years younger than him, she was still magnificently tight. Even after being mated for as long as they had, with two eggs out of her already, she was still nearly as tight as when he'd first entered her.
\tBrooklyn had to fight not to shut his eyes in pleasure. It was not an easy task, partially because his newly cloned and implanted eye had trouble staying open occasionally, and partially because he could feel his mate contracting around his dick. A sensation that was always amazing.
\tHer eyes, however, were shut tight while her beak gaped wide open to let out each moan and gasp when her beloved's member scraped against that special spot he'd found inside of her. He fit inside so wonderfully, Katana had found. Not too big, and certainly not to small, she could feel every vein in his cock where it rubbed against her inner walls.
\tWith his hands on her ass and her hands on his chest, she could focus all of her energy on giving him the ride of his life. She loved being able to take control of him like this and, even better, they were in the bathtub. There would be no need for any special cleanup afterward. What had started out as light massage and sensual bath had quickly turned into mutual oral pleasure before leading to their current position.
\tKatana opened her eyes at Brooklyn's hands leaving her buttocks to slide along her scarred skin to her breasts. She looked down at him with perfect lust in her eyes and smiled. That was another part of her anatomy which she'd been able to keep in shape.
\tHer nipples were so stiff with arousal, they felt as if they'd poke right through his palms. They made her clench harder while her mate's strong hands squeezed and kneaded around them and the soft tit meat behind them. Tits, she mused to herself, it was a fun word.
\tShe had never heard of the word before she'd met Brooklyn, but she had to admit, the slang terms he used while they rutted were terribly cute. Tits, pussy, cock, dick, ass, even fuck. They made her feel deliciously dirty just thinking of the words. She saw him smile, then felt his hands move away from her breasts and around to her upper back to the sensitive space between her wing joints.
\tKatana squeezed her claws into his chest roughly in response and the water level dropped a bit further with her hips splashing down harder onto his. He pulled her closer to him, and she though he was going to kiss her, but her mate had a better idea.
\tBrooklyn ducked his beak under her chin and latched on to her right nipple tightly. She threw her head back and squealed at the sensation of her mate's lips and tongue scraping on her titties. He sucked her breasts with an intense fervor while lashing them with his tongue, driving her to lean further forward over him to grant him easier access. Katana was careful to keep his penis inside of her, though. She wanted to see if he could still keep fucking her while he kept suckling on her chest, and to her pleasant surprise, he could indeed.
\tBrooklyn scraped his claw tips delicately down her sensitive upper back, relishing her whole body shuddering from it, until they stopped on to her well shaped and toned butt. Immediately, he slid one hand into her crevice and gently pressed his finger against her anal opening. He knew she enjoyed such undertail attention after he'd stroked it their first time together. He had done more to her than just finger her asshole, he remembered.
\tAside from a good old fashioned sixty-nine, he had broken both her vaginal and anal cherry that night. He was having the same luck again as well, judging from the way Katana relaxed her anus and allowed her mate to pop his finger in. The blue skinned warrior moaned a little louder than she'd wanted to and Brooklyn had to pull off of her delicious nipple and press his beak to hers to shush her.
\tHe wasn't too serious, though, and he smiled at her a few moments after they broke the kiss. She smiled back and they stared into each other's eyes lovingly. Both gargoyles held their mate's gaze while expressing their desire with their bodies.
\tThey mated more energetically without braking their stare. Brooklyn shoved his finger into her tight ring deeper as he playfully licked over at her beak. Katan returned the lick and their tongues danced together outside of and over their beaks.
\tHer mate tried his luck and crammed his finger roughly in all the way up to his knuckle, and was successful. So successful, in fact, that he even felt something poke at his own backdoor. He didn't object to it, of course. He just opened his legs as wide as the tub would allow to let Katana to shove her tail into him as deeply as she could. Brooklyn inhaled sharply through gritted teeth at her tail tip wiggling inside of him, roughly tickling his prostate.
\tAfter all of the years together, and countless rim jobs from his mate, his own ass was still tight enough to make anal penetration intense for him. Both gargoyles made sure to keep a clean diet and healthy living to make their ass play more pleasant, but it always took a while to get him to relax once she'd entered him. He always enjoyed it, though, once his ass opened up to it again.
\tKatana roughly pinched Brooklyn's nipples and giggled as he let out a small yelp of pain and pleasure. As expected, he returned the favor, and then some, by once more leaning forward and taking her left nipple into his beak. Only he gently bit down on it instead of sucking while thrusting his hips up into hers as hard as he could. He squeezed his free hand around her tailbase for better leverage while soiled water splashed out onto the floor all around them with each harsh thrust. They both felt their oncoming shared climax signaling the end of their fun and rushed to meet it.
\tWith his right hand still digging into her backside, he let go of her tail to grab her head instead. Brooklyn jerked his own away from her chest and jammed his beak against hers in a violent vigorous kiss. Never a female to back down from rough sex, Katana wrapped a hand around his throat and pushed him into the back of the tub in return, without breaking the kiss. She shoved her long tongue down to his tonsils while he licked over it.
\tBeing clean had long since left their minds as their hips met faster from their frantic need. Their moans and groans were almost drowned out by the wet slapping of her ass on his thighs. That sound was Katana's last straw. Her whole body lit up on fire just as she came powerfully around her mate's rapidly thrusting cock.
\tBrooklyn's lips stayed firmly locked against her's, his finger bouncing and jiggling deep in her rump with her tail tip lashing hard inside his own. Katana's hand gently massaged his over his neck in her throes of passion, but her wonderful pussy clenched hungrily around his dick. Her mate didn't last long against it and her tail grinding against his prostate before she pushed him over the edge too.
\tHe growled hard against her mouth and froze at full depth to give her his seed. Brooklyn crushed her beak to his with his grip on her neck and jammed his finger harder in her ass. Feeling his life essence spraying into her with each powerful pulse of pleasure drove him onward.
\tHe gave her all he could until some of it seeped out into the already dirty bath water. For a few seconds the world was still. Nothing else but him and his beloved existed as he came and came. At last, though, he was drained, and they both slumped together in the blissful afterglow.
\tThey both took a deep breath to calm down before breaking the kiss. It was a bit longer before they pulled out of each other's orifices. The sound of his cum soaked sex slipping out of her's elicited a soft laugh from them both.
\tKatana relaxed against her love and folded her wings around him. He returned her affection and did the same until they were cocooned in each other's wings. Katana never felt safer than when she was lying with her husband, after sex or otherwise. She let her eyes slowly drift closed after resting her head against his strong chest, his heartbeat in her ears. It was a sound which she loved dearly and she could have stayed like that forever if not for the rather large mess to clean up.
\tAfter resting for a few minutes, she picked her head up and kissed her mate, gently this time. "My love, if Fox comes to her bathroom and sees the mess we have made, she is going to shit kittens."
\t Brooklyn snapped open his eyes and stared at his woman. Did she just say what he thought she said? Yes. Yes she did. He burst out laughing, not caring who heard him. It was funny, dammit. Katana really had been living in Manhattan for too long.
\tHe supposed hearing those words coming from her sultry voice meant that she was too tired to think straight, just like him. In other words, he'd done his job, and he'd done it right. Katana couldn't help but smile with her lover and laughed as well, partly from his reaction, and partly from the sensation of his stomach rising rapidly against hers with his laughter.
\tAfter sharing a few more quiet moments with her lover, she pulled away and stood fully upright in the shower, once more treating her husband to an inviting view of her naked wet body. She offered a hand to him and he took it as she helped him to his feet. Katana used her tail to pull the plug to allow the dirty water to drain while Brooklyn reached around her to turn the shower on.
\tThey were both treated to a less than pleasant shock of cold water. It took a minute, but the water finally warmed up enough for them to clean each other up from the bath water. Both were good and spent, so they simply enjoyed each other's presence. Katana turned around and closed her eyes at the sensation of her mate running a shampoo filled hand through her hair. She knew he enjoyed washing it for her and she enjoyed letting him.
\tThe gargoyle woman's hair was as black as night and Brooklyn wanted it to stay that way... and it had, despite both of their ages. Brooklyn reveled in that triumph as he washed her hair. He loved the feeling of the locks running through his fingers and the way it stayed where he put it while wet.
\tAs they were still a bit high from the after sex euphoria, they remained silent for a minute. Both let the water rain down on them and enjoyed each other's company as well as the hair washing. It was peaceful and relaxing for them both as they cooled down.
\tKatana broke the silence after a bit longer. "I see your new eye is working splendidly, my darling."
\tBrooklyn opened his eyes, as he'd shut them to take in the smell of her hair. He couldn't help but smile. Did she really think his new eye was working splendidly, or was she still enjoying a bit of post-coitus high like he was? It didn't really matter. Even if she was lying, he knew she loved him and only wanted to make him feel better about his looks, but he also had to agree with her. When he first got the eye, which was essentially cloned from his other eye, he had looked like a monster.
\tThe damn thing wouldn't shut. It was constantly filled with blood. It drifted to the side as well, making him look like Quasi-fucking-modo. He still had to use the patch, too, because the wandering eye threw his vision too far off.
\tHis son, Nashville, had to help him several nights ago to not crash into the damned Chrysler building. Xanatos' doctors assured him that the problems would go away in a few weeks, and he supposed they were, slowly but surely. He had more control over the eye, although it was still hard to close it and open it sometimes.
\t"Oh, why thank you, beautiful," Brooklyn decided his loving old wife really wasn't bullshitting him about the eye and gave her a smile. "Although the only bad thing about my vision finally clearing up is that I can no longer pretend I'm mating with two of you."
\tHe smiled at his own joke. He really had done it, in fact. When his eyes crossed involuntarily on occasion, he really did get to pretend to be having a threesome with his mate and her imaginary clone. It made her all the hotter.
\tKatana looked back over her shoulder at him, then smiled and rolled her eyes at her lover's words. Over the years, Katana had gotten used to her mate's sarcastic sense of humor, which oddly enough, came out most after mating. It could be worse, she thought. He could have been telling jokes during their love making.
\tKatana closed her eyes and smiled, enjoying the feeling of his strong hands running through her hair, lathering it with shampoo. Having just finished enjoying her beautiful body, he shifted his focus entirely onto her luscious hair where her natural scent mixed with the shampoo just about drove him wild. He was becoming drunk on her musk and, for a moment, he thought it would even make him rise once more.
\tBrooklyn made sure to scrub the shampoo in deep to enjoy her hair as well as to simply massage her scalp. His mate quite enjoyed the attention. At least it seemed like she did by the way she leaned her head back and sighed audibly, making them both smile.
\tHe pressed his beak to her hair to breath her in, forgetting that he'd just lathered it full of shampoo. A brief inhale and he snorted some of the stuff into his nostrils. The reaction was immediate, and the mood changed just as fast.
\tBrooklyn was caught up in a sneezing and coughing fit as he desperately tried to get his nose clear. The sight of her man choking up on her shampoo while he was trying to be affectionate sent Katana into a laughing fit. She felt awful for it, but she couldn't help herself, it was just so silly and since she could tell he wasn't truly suffering, just mildly annoyed from his expression, she let herself enjoy it fully. Luckily for her, she had a beautiful, infectious laugh and he had no choice but to join in her revelry. Soon both were laughing hysterically, not caring who heard them.
\tSoon, their laughter died down and they were left in each other's arms, staring into each other's eyes. They kissed a moment later as Katana leaned into the water to let the shampoo wash out of her hair. She closed her eyes at his strong hands rubbing her scarred belly, wanting him go lower. He must have felt her need rising again, for his hand did indeed reach lower, until his fingers were rubbing the lips of her sex.
\tThey broke the kiss as Katana leaned her head back to gasp at his fingers massaging her clitoris. Brooklyn wasted no time leaning in to lick and kiss over her nicely exposed neck. She grasped his member in time to feel the blood rushing in, filling it up and out.
\tThey continued to pleasure each other while using their other hands to reach around their lover. Both Katana and Brooklyn found the special spot between each other's wings with practiced ease and the couple moaned in unison as they were stroked. The scent of their arousal was so strong they could practically taste the lust in the air, and Brooklyn was more than ready to hear his mate squeal once more as he...
\tA sudden and loud knocking at the bathroom door snapped them quickly out of their lusty high and panic replaced their thoughts of sloppy seconds. Brooklyn was suddenly quite pissed. Who the fuck would interrupt his and his mate's bath?! As soon as that thought ran through his mind, he got his answer.
\t"Hey, you know, other people live here too!"
\tNashville. Of course it was their son. Brooklyn loved that kid with all of his heart and soul, but it was times like this that he swore to the fucking dragon that Nashville had the worse timing in the world. Although his erection might not agree with him, Brooklyn knew it was time to cut their little love session short.
\tThey did, after all, have one big, goddamn giant mess to clean up. Plus, the boy had a point. No doubt, he'd just got done in the gym and needed to wash off... And Brooklyn needed to say something back to the lad.
\tKatana was about to answer, but the last thing Brooklyn needed was to have to explain to their son why they had spent so long in the shower in the first place. He gently clamped his hand over her beak and held a finger up to his own mouth, telling her to shush for the moment. What the hell was he going to say?
\t"Hey, you know, there are other showers and bathrooms are in this castle, too!"
\tHe regretted saying it almost immediately. He didn't want Nash to think he was trying to chase him off, even though technically, that's exactly what he was doing. While it was true that Castle Wyvern did indeed have a ton of other showers Nashville could use, Brooklyn knew it was unfair to make the boy go up another flight of stairs to get to one of them. The boy worked hard in the gym and he deserved to wash off in a nice shower rather than one of those in the locker room. Apparently, that's just what Nash thought as well.
\t"What? No way! Those gym showers are nasty! They probably have, like, diseases and stuff on them that'll put warts on my feet or something!"
\tKatana glared at her mate. She was not happy. Mostly because she wasn't fond of having her beak clamped shut, even if done by her husband, but also because her family bickering amongst each other displeased her.
\tBrooklyn must have sensed her evil stare, for he gave her a sheepish look and took his hand off of her mouth. Her jaws stayed shut, and her expression stayed the same, but to Brooklyn, it said one thing. Fix this. Now.
\tBrooklyn had to think fast. He had to get rid of the kid for just a few more minutes. At least long enough for them to clean up the bathroom as well as themselves.
\t"Look, just go hang out in the sauna or something. I'll be out in a few minutes. Then the shower will be all yours." Brooklyn hesitated, then added a bit more to sound like a better father. "How was your training session?"
\tThat should work. Over the years, Brooklyn had gotten his son interested in the martial arts. He and Katana trained him every night. Well almost. Sometimes, of course, they were preoccupied with each other and more intimate pursuits. They knew their son could practice on their own, or so they thought.
\t"I wouldn't know. My trainers weren't around, so I just lifted weights. So yeah, my chest is killing me and some hot water Sure would feel good right now!"
\tKatana looked to the door, then back to her husband. She swore, sometimes, that Nashville wasn't Brooklyn's son at all. Rather, it was like he was an alternate version of Brooklyn from another universe, which she believed was possible. After all, if it weren't for time travel, Nash wouldn't have existed at all. As it stood, however, he had inherited virtually everything from his father.
\tFrom Brooklyn's handsome looks and build to his smarmy demeanor. He had his mama's coloring and a little bit of her calmness, but ultimately, he was usually like his father. A father Nash idolized when not arguing with or making snide comments to.
\tKatana wanted to tell her son to wait outside, but she sensed that Brooklyn didn't want to clue Nashville in to what they had been doing. So she decided to keep quiet, for now. There'd be time to discuss it after she let her mate handle the situation.
\t"So, go to the sauna, Nash. W- Uh, I'll be out in a few." Shit, Brooklyn thought, almost let it slip.
\t"I? Really, Dad? Come on. Alright, how long do I need to spend in the sauna before I can have the shower?" His son's sarcastic tone confused the older gargoyle.
\t"Just give me five more minutes!" Brooklyn replied.
\t"Just five minutes?! No frigid' way. I'm going to give you twenty minutes, and that should barely be enough time for you to finish up!" Brooklyn and Katana exchanged confused looks. What the hell was that kid talking about? Then they got their answer a moment before his footsteps trailed off when he called, "Have fun, you two!"
\tBrooklyn and Katana Closed their eyes and slumped against the walls of the shower. They could each feel their cheeks flush with embarrassment. Brooklyn had to wonder, how the fuck did Nash know what they were doing?
\tHe knew the answer. He might not have been as smart as Lexington, but Brooklyn had always been able to figure things out on his own. He supposed that got passed down to his boy.
\tBrooklyn stood up straighter. Well, even if they had technically just been caught shagging by their son, his renewed arousal was determined not to let it kill his mood. Twenty minutes? More than enough time.
\tHe drew Katana into his embrace and reached down to squeeze her ass, hoping to get her back into the mood as well. As determined as he was to get his second wind, he didn't notice when she removed to shower nozzle from it's fixture. He didn't notice her reached behind herself to drastically adjust the water's temperature either as he leaned in for a kiss.
\t"I don't know about you, but twenty minutes can be all the time in the world if weeeeeeyyyyYYYYYYYYYYYAAAOOOOOWWWWWCH!! FUCKING ROOKERY, WOMAN!!" Brooklyn didn't even try to remain quiet in his frigid surprise.
\tKatana held the shower head right in front of his groin, spraying his dick and balls with that steady stream of nearly ice cold water. Booklyn felt as if his manhood would retreat straight up into his body. That chill sank in deep and horrible and he found himself pissed again.
\tHe grabbed at the nozzle, but she passed it to her tail and effortlessly caught both of his wrists. She held them tight while her ail held the nozzle on target. The unpleasantly cold spray continued almost without interruption.
\t"What the fuck are you doing, girl?!" Brooklyn didn't like swearing at his mate, but damn, that spray was unpleasant!
\tHis erection was rapidly shrinking from the cold and he felt himself shivering. He tried glaring at her, to no effect, and trying to pull out of her grasp was equally effective. She had a firm grasp on his wrists and he could tell she wasn't going to let go until she knew he was done fighting.
\t"Brooklyn-san!! Calm yourself!" Katana snapped at him, then continued more softly. "It is only a few hours to sunrise. We do need to share this shower. Save your second wind for the bedroom and let us finish up here."
\tBrooklyn tried to hold his angry glare but, like always, she could see right through his facade. He relaxed, and she let go, though she continued to hose down his crotch until the blood had returned to the rest of his body and his penis hung limp between his legs like a defeated warrior.
\tKatana replaced the nozzle into the shower fixture and turned the water back up to warm. Playtime was over. Both gargoyles washed themselves separately after that, to avoid accidentally reigniting their cooled passions.
\tWhen Brooklyn got to his private area, it suddenly dawned upon him as to why Nashville was so eager to get into the shower. He couldn't blame the boy. After lifting weights and exercising, he probably needed to work off some stress... and he would work it off the best way a sixteen year old boy knew how. The thought was dirty as hell, but Brooklyn couldn't help but snigger uncontrollably at it. He laughed loud enough for Katana to hear him over the running water, though, and she turned to look at him.
\t"What is so funny, darling?" Getting caught having sex by their eldest didn't appeal to her that much.
\t"I bet I know why Nashville wants in here so bad," he said with a rather dirty grin.
\tKatana opened her beak to ask what he was going on about, until she looked at his midsection. Her mate was lewdly soaping up his cock, as if he was masturbating. Katana gave him a look, and then reached back as if to take the shower nozzle down and crank down the water temp again.
\tHaving needed only once to learn his lesson, Brooklyn dropped his smile and his hands to wash his legs. Katana went back to washing the inside of her own wings, while Brooklyn washed his ass and hamstrings. After a while, she spoke again.
\t"How do you know he's not just going to take a shower and leave? How do you know he's even been doing... that?" She couldn't bring herself to say her son had been jerking off, although she knew that he probably had.
\t"All I know is that when I was his age, my left hand and I were the best of friends." Brooklyn smiled at the memory of his special alone time in the cliffs below the castle.
\tKatana smiled faintly. "How did you learn such a thing? Was it by accident?"
\t"No, Goliath showed me how. We were bathing together one time... and I had this enormous erection... and he asked me if I knew what to do with it. Back then, all I knew was to just sit and wait for it to go away. When I first got them, I thought I had to pee really bad or something. Goliath showed to me how to masturbate and, that was the beginning of a beautiful man to hand relationship for me."
\tThey had been mated for over thirty five years, yet Katana had never heard Brooklyn speak of his childhood sexual experiences. She stared at him for a moment. Unable to reply at his bizarre confession. Her own experiences she planned to keep her own.
\tBrooklyn only stared back, then he spoke. "Oh, come on, Kitty. You said so yourself, you took your barrier down with your tail."
\tKatana was slightly annoyed as always when he called her that. He first started calling her Katt for short, then changed it to that absurd feline name. He excused it by saying it was because of her grace in combat and in leisure, but still, it made her feel silly. Although it didn't bother her enough for her to tell him to stop using it. Besides, she figured he knew and that he was just being an ass. She was also annoyed that she'd forgotten she'd told him that already.
\t"Yes, Brooky. I did use my tail. We, too, were best friends, as you would put it, but it was just me. I didn't involve any of my rookery sisters."
\t"Well, neither did I, at first. It was just me rubbing one out whenever I could. Only Goliath knew for certain what I was doing. When I got older, he offered to demonstrate ways that two males could give each other... stress relief." Brooklyn moved his hands down to wash his tail. "Sure, the humans would have frowned upon our activities, but, then again, they frowned upon our very existence. So we really didn't give a rat's ass what they thought. All I knew was that Broadway, Lexington and I were as close as we could be and that we enjoyed it."
\tBrooklyn paid close attention to his mate after telling her to see what her reaction would be. It wasn't what he expected. He expected some sort of shock and some disgust. Instead, she only looked at him with intrigue and... something else. Something that should have been there, but wasn't. There was no real surprise on her face. It was as if she had heard of this sort of thing before.
\tA suspicion that grew when she merely smiled at him. Katana could read his expressions like the front cover on a scroll, or a book for her more modern surroundings. His mate knew she needed to put his fears at ease and to let him know she that she didn't think of him as a sexual deviant.
\t"In feudal Japan, it was quite common for a samurai to take a young warrior in training under his wing to teach him the ways of the sword. Teacher and master would become close." Katana paused briefly, "Very close." Brooklyn stopped washing and stared at her with his interest peaked as she continued . "Bonds were formed between the two. Bonds that may not be welcome in this modern society. But back then, such bonds were not only tolerated, they were encouraged. It was believed that it would make the relationship stronger. This was true in both human and gargoyle clans. When a male gargoyle came of age, one of the clan elders would assist the young warrior with his budding sexuality. Sometimes the older male would even be the younger male's biological father. This was always done between males. Never between a young male and a female elder as it was important that the male's first mating with a female take place with his chosen life mate."
\tBrooklyn just stared at her in amazement. Did she just say what he thought she said? Father would teach son about male on male sexuality? At first, it made him feel weird, though just a bit. Then he remembered a thousand years ago, when he was learning about his body along side Lex and Broadway.
\tIt was a well known fact that Hudson was indeed Broadway's father by blood, and that when Broadway was younger, Hudson had helped the boy out. That was a little different, somehow. Back then, they had no idea about their blood relationship. What katana had said made it sound like both parties had known they were father and son, and yet still engaged in sexual activities together. More astonishing, Katana didn't seem the least bit bothered by this. Could that really mean...?
\tBrooklyn tried shifting the subject just a little bit. Just to see where this would go. He finished washing off and stood under the water face to face with his mate.
\t"So, um, how did you figure out how to use your tail?" He asked her.
\tKatana looked at him, smiled and rolled her eyes. "Don't you remember me telling you on our first night together, darling?" Only just remembering she told him herself earlier after his confession. She she shut off the water and in the sudden silence gave in with her own confession. "A human female told me about her time with her own husband."
\t"Oh, yeah. Right... I remember." Brooklyn felt a little embarrassment about forgetting that little detail on what he still considered one of, if not The best night of his life.
\tKatana reached out of the shower to grab their towels. They dried hurriedly off while still standing in the shower. No point in getting the bathroom floor any wetter than they already had and after they dried off, they stepped out of the shower into a rather sizable water puddle.
\tIndeed, they had some work to do. Both were slightly annoyed with the task ahead, but it was nothing they couldn't handle with the towels they just used on themselves. All the while they were cleaning the floor and wringing their towels out into the tub, Katana's words wouldn't stop replaying in Brooklyn's mind. Father and son. Both aware of it, too. Both consenting. And Katana wasn't grossed out by it. She seemed to fully accept of it.
\tBrooklyn had known that Nashville had begun masturbating in his downtime. He would disappear for an hour at a time, usually to the bathroom. Once, Brooklyn had gone into Nashville's room to check and see if the boy was ready for their nightly patrol and though he had been eager to go, Brooklyn couldn't help but notice the rather sizable pile of tissue paper in the waste basket. That was plenty of evidence for Brooklyn to know his son really was coming of age.
\tIt was perfectly natural, of course. He had enjoyed the hell out of jerking off when he was that young. He'd also enjoyed the company of his rookery brothers and that of Goliath and Hudson. Of course, that was back when they just called each other brother, friend, and leader. But Nash?
\tNash had no one to help him out. He was pretty much alone. Just him and the internet, and he doubted there were too many naked pictures of gargoyles even there. Sure, Brooklyn and his son had seen each other fully bare. It was no big deal. In the shower, dressing up for patrols, even in training. Brooklyn knew what his son looked like naked. He hadn't much thought about it before, but he couldn't help it with his wife's words in his head. Nashville did need help... and both parents finally realized it.
\tKatana finished wringing the last of the water out of her towel and grabbed her clothing. She may have been old school about the rest of her outfit, but she loved the thong style panties that her beloved had given to her. They were infinitely easier to put on that her old fundoshi and showed off her ass just as well. It wasn't until she was sliding them up her thighs that she noticed how deeply in thought Brooklyn was. She hoped that he was thinking the same thing she was. Their son really did need guidance with his body.
\t"Brooklyn, darling?" She said to him, watching him fasten his own fundoshi. For reasons she could not fathom, he actually liked wearing that silly thing. She supposed it made him feel like a true samurai. It was silly, but at least he looked good in it and filled it out well enough in the front. She put that thought aside as she continued. "You were right, though. I think he has been exploring his own body by himself. You have seen him without his clothes. Tell me. Have you seen him while he was aroused?"
\tThat was bold for her, Brooklyn thought. "No, not really. I mean, obviously, he's been getting aroused, but lately, he's been avoiding me in the shower. I guess it would just be too awkward for him. Which means he must be getting erections rather regularly. I'll have a talk with him about it."
\t"Perhaps he needs more than a talk, my love." Katana smiled."He surely must know by now what is happening to his body. You have already explained where he truly came from."
\tHe had, too. When he Nashville was about twenty years old or, rather, ten if he were human, Brooklyn had had to painfully explain to him the concept of the birds and the bees, it was humiliating. For a solid hour, he had to answer all of his son's outlandish questions. Now, his mate was telling him that the lad needed more than just such a talk. He sighed and finished hanging up the dirty towel, he had to ask the question that had been lingering on his mind.
\t"You... want me to help him, don't you? Physically help him with his sexuality?" He assisted her in tying the knots of her kimono. She looked back at him and nodded before he asked again. "You're really comfortable with that? Our son and I engaged in activities that would get me locked up in the human's world?"
\tThe other gargoyle straightened up and gave him a long look. As hard it was for her mate to believe, that was exactly what she wanted. But it sounded as if Brooklyn was having second thoughts.
\t"Do you object to this, Brooklyn-san" Katana asked while letting him fix her hair into the preferred pony tail.
\tBrooklyn mused at how it was hard to believe that just fifteen minutes ago, he and his life mate had been fucking each other's brains out. Now, they were talking about him doing something somewhat similar to their first born.
\t"I didn't say I wasn't willing. But, why me? Why not Broadway or Lexington? Maybe even Goliath?"
\t"None of them can connect with Nashville on your level, my love," Katana pulled away when he finished her hair and helped retie his fundoshi correctly. She looked around at the fairly spotless bathroom before focusing fully on the discussion. "You are his father. There is no one I trust more to teach our son the pleasures of the body than you."
\tIt had been a long time since Brooklyn had had sex with another male. He did sort of missed it he supposed. He never thought to experience it again after taking her as his mate or that the next time he would be doing it, it would be with his own flesh and blood. Strangely, he felt fine with that.
\tNashville was as handsome as Brooklyn had been at that age. All of that training and exercising had put him in very good shape. Even if he wasn't, Katana was right. It was his duty to teach Nashville about such things. How could he expect the others to do it if he weren't willing to?
\t"Alright. I'm game. But how, and where and when? Do I just walk into his room and ask him, 'Hey, son. Wanna learn about blow jobs tonight?'" He suddenly envisioned himself doing exactly this, and couldn't help but laugh at the absurd image.
\tKatana just gave a speculative glance at him as they left the bathroom, "Perhaps you could take him out to the wilderness. Just you and him. A true male bonding experience. You could also teach him more about fighting and training in the woods if you needed more of an excuse to be there."
\tBrooklyn rather liked this idea. They wouldn't be disturbed and he'd sort of missed the outdoors. He hadn't been out in the wild for long since he and his family had gotten back from time traveling. Before then, he and Nashville used to love to go camping and fishing. It would be the perfect opportunity for what Katana wanted him to do.
\t"Sounds like a plan to me. We'll leave the middle of next week. I've been meaning to show him how to use weapons other than those of Japanese origin anyway."
\tKatana stopped and looked at him. "What's wrong with my weapons?"
\tHer husband tried hard to stop himself from rolling his eyes. He loved her with no limit, but dammit, sometimes she could be overly defensive. A quick appeasing response was usually best he'd found.
\t"I didn't say anything was wrong with them. I just thought he should learn about both sides of his heritage." Brooklyn struck up what he imagined to be a real Scotsmanly pose. "Aye, the lad needs tae learn how t' swing a real sword, ye ken? Och aye, a claymore, lass, nothin' finer fer fightin'! Tha's a real man's weapon!"
\tKatana couldn't help but smile. She'd never told him, for if he knew, he would over do it, but she always found Brooklyn's genuine, "authentic" Scottish accent to be amusing, charming, and downright sexy. True, he had spent a great deal of his lifetime in Manhattan, so he spoke with a very, very slight New Yorker accent, but that was ok. Though it was an accent which she had always found to be somewhat annoying in others, it was fine for her mate.
\t"Alright. Next week it is, then. I'll take care of him, Katana. I promise." Brooklyn hugged her before setting off to tell Nash he could have the shower.
******
Teaching Nashville
by tannim
December 31, 2011
\tIt was nearly black out by the time they stopped at their camp site, but the gargoyles had little trouble seeing in the star light. As creatures of the night they could see quite well in the dark. Knowing human's couldn't and wanting to get back to nature, Brooklyn had chosen to wear only his Fundoshi on the trip.
\tIt was comfortable, cool, and had the added benefit of letting his son study his body freely. Hopefully it would help bring up the subject of sex and sexuality without him having to steer the conversation to it. Brooklyn worried more about bringing the topic up than actually talking or doing anything about it.
\tNashville had chosen to wear his favorite shorts and an old dark t-shirt. They were comfortable and innocent and with enough room in the front to hide the erections he kept getting. Nash wasn't about to admit he was having them and certainly didn't want to be caught with one.
\t"Wow, it's been a long time since I've been out this deep in the woods! I'd forgotten how good it feels to have loam and grass between my toes" Nashville stomped a bit beside his father. "So why are we really out here?"
\t"I needed a vacation from the city and from the looks of it, so did you." Brooklyn tossed his pack onto the grassy hill he'd selected.
\tWith a grunt he also tossed the large claymore sword he'd had strapped across his shoulders with the pack over too. Nash tossed his pack and his own claymore down with it. They'd had a lot of trouble gliding with those things until they'd worn them in front for a while.
\tThe secluded, as secluded as possible in a world overrun by humanity, woodland Brooklyn had chosen was overgrown in places, but was still a pretty good site. The night time mosquitoes weren't terrible due to the rapidly flowing water nearby. The hillside they'd stopped at wasn't marshy and there were trees pretty much everywhere except the modest clearing.
\t"This does look like a good spot, pop." Nash smirked at the look on Brooklyn's face from the 'pop' comment. It wasn't really a bad term, and certainly better than 'daddy'. "How's your eye? Can you see how many fingers I'm holding up?
\t "Ha ha, you're holding up a fist and I can see fine. It's pretty much fully functional." Brooklyn nodded at the large fallen tree that had made the clearing. "This'll provide a good wind barrier and back brace for our tent. If we camouflage it well we can sleep during the day there and even flying humans won't be able to see us to cause trouble. The trunk is too rotted to be of use for lumber for them and it's too big for much value as fire wood."
\tSince he was going to be out with his son, he'd decided to have some fun and teach Nashville some survival strategies too. The younger gargoyle slashed at the log and left a deep claw mark in it and his father sighed. There was a lot to learn.
\t"And it's best not to leave unusual marks on trees that people may notice, such as slashes." Brooklyn pat his son's back. "So, lets get the fishing gear out and try to catch something to eat. We haven't fished for years."
\tAfter breaking camp, they each stood in broad tree branch reaching out over the river. Nash had wanted to start right away, but his father had decided they'd just be staking it out instead. It was nearly morning. Even if they did catch something they wouldn't have time to do anything with it.
\tAfter looking over their would be fishing spot a while, Brooklyn tossed a stick to his boy. "Since there's no point in Fishing tonight, lets try some sparing instead."
\tNash caught the stick and only really had time to lift it up before his father bore down on him. The first slash came at him and hit his stick, as it had been intended to get him into position. He tried to hold the "sword" like his mother had shown him with the light Japanese katana she'd preferred but the bulky wooden length was too heavy for one hand.
\tSince Brooklyn held it with both hands, Nash quickly changed his grip to as close to matching as he could. It felt very awkward swinging and defending with both hands holding the imaginary sword, but it did make it easier to absorb the force of each blow. With each overhead or side to side slash aiming to connect to his stick, the younger gargoyle felt at easy with the training. It was just good natured fun for them both.
\tIf it weren't for the sudden rise in his shorts, Nash would have had a lot better time of it. As it was, his shorts tightened while watching his father's nearly naked body shifting and flexing. The erection was entirely inconvenient, as always, and he tried to ignore it, as always if somebody was around.
\tBrooklyn noticed it, but he didn't let up the assault. His heavy stick swung down and narrowly missed the boy's neck when Nashville actually counter attacked. Before he'd just been blocking. His more aggressive attitude fit with the rough weapon well and both sticks clacked loudly together.
\tThe boy kept his eyes on his father's every move, but that didn't help with the erection. His father's every move showed off that handsome red skinned muscled male form. With Brooklyn's nice masculine figure came his long white hair swinging and bouncing with each graceful movement.
\t"Is something wrong, Nashville?" Brooklyn swung his heavy branch with both hands and knocked the younger gargoyle backward. "These aren't like a katana. Use your full strength for swinging and don't rely so much on fast strikes."
\tAnother blocked swing sent Nash onto the ground butt first. Brooklyn stopped his attack to stand over him, a bulge of his own making his Fundoshi tightly outline his member. He'd hadn't had to think much to get that erection, watching his son fighting was a lot like watching Katana and the boy was pleasant to look at too.
\tNash stared up at Brooklyn. He let his eyes travel down to the bulge in his shorts then up to the similar bulge in his father's pouch. Not for the first time he wished the older gargoyle would wear the loincloth again so it would blow out of the way sometime. The urge to see if their parts looked the same had grown with his maturity.
\t"I know it's not a katana! I just need a bit more practice with the heavier weapon. These are just sticks anyway." Nashville climbed to his feet and tossed the branch away. "I'll do better with a real sword."
\t"I'm sure you will. Come on, let's get back before the sun's up. We can talk about... sword fighting tomorrow night." Brooklyn pat his son's back. "You didn't do badly for your first time. If you weren't so distracted by your pants you would have done better."
\t"Yeah, it just won't go down." The teen gargoyle clenched his hands when he realized he'd spoken of it, then relaxed a bit at the other male's continued walking as though it were nothing. "I just have to focus more."
\tBrooklyn didn't say anything until they got back to camp, then he just got into position in the fallen tree's dense branches as he spoke. "We'll talk about THAT tomorrow night too."
\tNash shook his head, not sure what to make of it before he too got into position. It probably wouldn't come to anything embarrassing, knowing Brooklyn. He wasn't sure if that was welcome or not.
*****
\tWhen the darkness came again and both awoke to the cracking of their stone turning to flesh, Nash simply scratched and yawned. The camp looked the same as when they'd slept, except for the raccoon running away with a lump of bread from their food bag. Neither gargoyle felt like running after it, the little guy looked too cute for that.
\t"Well, that's something you don't get to see too often in the city." Nashville laughed.
\t"There are actually quite a few raccoons in the city, especially at night. They love the garbage cans." Brooklyn stared down at his feet in self debate, then shrugged and tugged off his Fundoshi. "There, that's much more comfortable. Would you rather fish, spar, or forage for food in the woods?"
\t"Only three things to do? What are you doing?" Nash stared at the naked gargoyle in surprise.
\t"There are no humans around. Clothes aren't important for gargoyles. It'll be fun to go more natural." Brooklyn's morning wood was quite prominent without the small bit of clothing. He could see Nashville's still hidden while his son studied the only other gargoyle erection he'd ever seen. "Come on, join me. It's very liberating to be naked."
\t"Ummm... no thanks!" Nashville licked his beak and hesitated. "Well... maybe."
\t"There's no shame in being bare. You've been working out, you don't wear much then. Taking off the rest isn't much different." Brooklyn turned around and spread his wings. "Here, I won't look if it makes you feel better."
\tThe older gargoyle could practically hear Nash yelling at his body to soften up down there. It made him smile, but he forced that away before turning and helping his son tug off his shirt once it was over the blue boy's head. There was a look of panic an surprise, but it passed quickly and the shorts soon came off too.
\t"You shouldn't be worried about being seen. Gargoyles lived for a long time without clothing." He looked his son over slowly, making sure to linger on Nashville's firm abs and pectorals, as well as his firm manhood. "And you have a lot to show off. Any female would love to see you."
\tNash snorted at that. "Yeah, any female. I wouldn't even know what to do with one if there WERE any."
\t"Yeah... your mother wanted me to have a talk with you about that." Brooklyn grabbed his fishing rod and hurried toward the nighttime river. "For now, lets catch something to eat. We can spar a bit while it cooks."
\t"Talk with me about what?" He dug around for his pole, then ran after the red gargoyle.
\tBrooklyn already had the hook in the water by the time his son caught up. Both of them had softened during the run and Nash felt much more comfortable. The discussion earlier still played on his mind, especially what Katana had wanted them to talk about, but he let it go to toss his line into the water.
\tThey were quiet at first, each trying to decide how to bring up the conversation. Brooklyn wanted to let Nash start, but the younger male didn't seem to want to. It was going to have to be up to him then as he again tugged his hook out with only a bobbing stick on it.
\t"So, Nash... How long have you been playing with your, ah... sword?" Brooklyn shook his head, not very subtle but how could he start?
\t"What?" A bite on his hook made Nashville no longer care. He tugged on the line and jerked out a bare hook. He looked back up in minor annoyance. "What sword? The one you and mother have been teaching me with? I imagine since you started teaching me!"
\t"No, not that sword. Your fleshy sword..." Nash watched his father lean back and rub the handle of his rod against his flaccid dick. "This one."
\tNashville didn't bother to look away. Watching the other male's member stiffen at the attention was fascinating. He'd seen his own do it plenty of times, but he'd never had such a clear view of it as he had there. The shaft stiffened and swelled a bit larger than his own, but save for color, they were more or less identical.
\t"A little while...I guess. Long enough." The teen shrugged. "Why?"
\t"I thought you might like a little instruction on how to use it." Brooklyn tossed in another cast, then tied the pole to a branch. "You can touch me if you like. It might be a little awkward for you at first, but go ahead."
\t"This feels more than awkward." Nashville looked away a moment to see his rod, then down at his own fleshy rod again stiffening. He really did want to talk with his dad about it but it was just too strange. "I don't want to touch you like that. How can I after being together so long?"
\tBrooklyn was quiet almost a minute, then stood up. "Your mother's home country is Japan. She spoke of a mature man teaching a younger one the ways of their body. I had a similar experience in Scotland." The red gargoyle crouched next to his son, then reached back to slide a hand between Nashville's wing joints on his back. "You already know how to relieve some stress with your hand and your penis. Yes, that thing between your legs, though I think you knew what it's called already. You probably don't know what else you can do, though. Where you can touch, or perhaps what can Be touched, to also feel good." The look of pleasure on Nash's quarter open beak grew broader at the continued attention between his wing muscles. "This is just one of many things. Do you want to give up learning more just because I'm your father and you're too familiar to be open with me?"
\t"I don't..." Nash pressed back into the rubbing. "It's just so humiliating!"
\t"Why? You've seen me naked many times. I've seen you too, even while you were looking right at me." Brooklyn hesitated. "It is embarrassing for me too, really."
\t"Touching isn't the same as seeing... That does feel good." Nashville pulled away after a moment longer. "If you want to... show me. I guess I can try it."
\tThe hint of shyness made his father smile. "Good choice. Here, " Brooklyn took the teen's hand and guided it to the red skinned dick between his legs. "Squeeze it like you would your own." Both males grunted at the touch. It was a lot different to hold somebody else's for Nashville and it was a shock to his system to have his son holding his erection for Brooklyn. The older gargoyle tried to keep his voice calm despite the nerves and suddenly racing heartbeat from the situation. "Feels different than touching your own, doesn't it?"
\t"Yes!" Nash's voice sounded higher when he responded, like he was struggling for a breath. "It's a lot... different."
\tHe felt his father's living heartbeat through it and realized that he had felt his own while stroking himself in the past. The fact that it wasn't his heartbeat just made it far more noticeable. Holding another male also made him feel it at a different angle with the slight split of the glans rubbing against his thumb rather than his finger.
\tBrooklyn stood still as he was explored. It was hard to not tense at the touch at first but it grew quite pleasant after a few strokes to get used to it. His son was rather gentle with it as though he were afraid to break that stiff flesh. That hesitation was something he'd have to work on for them both during the trip.
\t"Use your other hand too." Brooklyn pat his scrotum gently. "You can compare my pair to yours too."
\tThe teenage gargoyle clicked his beak once, then did as asked. His hand swung fast enough to make his father wince and justified that wince with an expectedly rough first touch. With the size difference between Brooklyn's full grown pair and Nash's smaller set, Nashville wasn't sure how firm he could squeeze.
\tHe'd found rubbing and even squeezing his own felt good to a degree and had had a good time exploring them. Exploring another male's was much different. There was no feeling for him like he had to be careful. Only the wince made him ease up a bit until Brooklyn caught his hand.
\t"Not so hard. Those are delicate things. They can take some abuse without breaking but they hurt quite easily! I'm sure you've hit yours too hard, well, you have to be more careful with somebody else's. It's hard to tell how hard your stroking or squeezing." The red gargoyle slid his tail up to lightly cup Nash's scrotum along the tip. "Start out just touching and lifting them up with a new lover. You can go further when you know them better."
\tBrooklyn kept his tail stroking the boy's balls. It'd been a long time since he'd gotten to do it and was glad that it still felt good. He explored Nash almost as much as Nash explored him. He just wished he could use his hands a bit more. That would come, but Brook wanted to wait until after they were more comfortable together.
\tHis son's hands quickly grew more confident in his touch. Despite the different angle the parts were still the same as what he had and Nashville had already figured out how to make them feel good. It was different feeling, but the motions were the same and pumping his dad's cock was rather pleasant.
\tThe thought building on Nash's face was obvious for his father, but Brooklyn didn't try to encourage it. He wanted to see if Nashville had the courage to do it. A few moments later, with his father watching, the teen pressed his beak down to close around the stiff length in his hand.
\t"Unnn... I'm glad you felt free enough to do that." Brooklyn pushed his hips into the exploratory lick. "Go ahead, taste me. I'm sure you tried to get your own into your mouth... I know I did when I was your age. It feels a lot better to do it to somebody else than to yourself, though. It's a lot easier on your back too."
\tThat last comment made them both laugh at memories of failed attempts. Nashville pulled away to grab his dad's tail. His own erection was waiting to slide against it.
\t"Wow. Even just your tail feels better than my hand!" Nash pressed as much of the tail against it as he could, then tried lifting his tail to cup Brooklyn's balls in return. "Does mom ev..."
\t"Don't think about your mother. When you're with a partner. Think about that partner." Brook shook his head and ran a hand down his son's chest. "There's no need thinking of anybody but who you are with at the time." He crouched a bit lower before leaning in and finally daring to kiss the boy. "Would you like to try something else?"
\tNashville stared. The heat of his father's beak pressing to his lingered throughout the several second long kiss and for several more when they pulled away. He'd kissed his parents before. Usually on the cheek but even a few times on their lips. It had never felt like that.
\tThe cock in his hand felt so much bigger and livelier after the kiss too. His own heart was racing far more from brief intimacy than even from his dad's tail rubbing his testicles or hand rubbing that wonderful space between his wings. Nash took a deep breath, not sure if it was to calm down or to buy time to think of what to say.
\tAt last he exhaled. "I don't know. That felt great... and you feel good. What else is there?"
\tBrooklyn fully stopped touching his son and simply sat back. "Well, we can take it slow. How about we share a special bonding I learned from an old friend." The red gargoyle scooted closer until he sat side by side with the younger male. He was glad that Nashville hadn't thought to let go of his erection yet, it made it that much easier to put aside his still lingering reservations and grasp the boy's own shaft. "Here, now we stroke together."
\tNashville gave a grunt of excited surprise at the firm grip and sudden pumping. So similar to what he'd done on his own, yet not even close with his hand not on the stick. He tried to mirror his father's hand while working the bigger red skinned member he held. It took him a few moments to get the rhythm right, but soon both he and Brooklyn were stroking at close to the same speed.
\tBoth of them were quiet at first. Both of them were impressed at how good it felt. Brooklyn found he really had missed the pleasure of sharing time with another male. Even if it was his son and even if it did feel weird for him. He supposed he'd have to admit that his mate had been right about spending such time with their child.
\tNash's hand wasn't quite as steady as his own but the boy worked him with enthusiasm. The awkward angle grew familiar to them both soon enough. Brooklyn let out a long sigh in pleasure, then smiled when his partner did the same. It seemed like a good time to introduce the idea of doing more than one pleasurable act at once, and he did just that by again kissing his son.
\tNashville was far less surprised for the second real kiss. He actively pressed into it when Brooklyn's beak again touched his and the passion was shared between them there as well as in their hands. Hands that quickly grew slick with masculine arousal.
\tPrecum beaded, then dribbled, out of Nash first and he loved the feeling it gave to his father's hand sliding down his length. Just like before, kiss and stroking felt good while together they mixed into something wonderful. His legs tensed. His claws dug in just a bit. His body tensed. A sudden spurt sprayed out as he came.
\tNashville's belly clenched repeatedly while the teenager tried to thrust into the hand. He'd always taken far longer with just himself, but the touch of the other male and that kiss just wouldn't let him resist. If only he could return the favor.
\tBrooklyn didn't slow his own hand and wasn't surprised when his son's hand didn't stop at all either. The fact that Nashville hadn't lasted long wasn't too worrisome. He sort of remembered his own brief first time with Goliath and how quick he'd blown it, so quick but so happy for it.
\tBrooklyn could feel his own orgasm building too. Aged and experienced he may have been but his son had enthusiasm to use against him. That smaller hand left more room to stroke as well. Every stroke drug against his glans and every stroke tugged very pleasantly at him while his own hand kept working on Nash's hardly diminished manhood.
\tWhen he at last broke the kiss fully, Brooklyn smiled faintly. "I'm nearly there, too. I do remember when I could go several times in a row... I hope I still can like you probably will."
\tThe red gargoyle pushed his hips up into the clutching and sliding hand once more before unloading his cum nearly in the same spot as his son had. He flailed at it with his free hand after the first spurt but only managed to catch the last four globs that spurted out along his palm. It would be enough, he hoped, and he wondered if Nashville had already tried it.
\tThey shared the orgasmic afterglow together, again sharing a brief kiss, before Brooklyn offered his hand. "Give it a lick."
\tNash made a face at the splatters of sticky whitish cum but leaned down to give a fast lick anyway. It was slimy, though not as bad as that weird "natto" bean dish his mother had tried to make once. The way it clung to his tongue was odd to him too, but the taste wasn't bad. It wasn't great, but it wasn't bad, what little taste there was for that small glob.
\tAnother lick, over a much bigger splotch, and his dad's spunk spread over his tongue much more fully. The musky taste came through along with more of that texture he wasn't sure if he liked. He'd never thought to lick his own, knowing what also came out of that hole.
\t"How is it?" Brooklyn climbed to his feet and laughed at his son's face. "Yeah, I didn't like it much at first taste, either. It got better as I got used to it."
\t"It's not... bad. Just not great. Maybe if there was more to taste better." Nashville stood up too, lifting his foot as he stepped in a sticky puddle. "Good thing we weren't at home. That would have been a mess to clean up." The boy looked at his fishing rod. "Now what?"
\t"If you'd like to try more, we could try something new, but I don't think we'll be catching anything tonight at this rate." Brooklyn glanced down to see a wiggle on Nash's line. "Well, maybe something after all."
\tNashville grabbed the pole and jerked violently up. He almost dropped it when his father again grasped his other pole, still not fully soft, to massage it's length. A large fish came out of the water just as Brooklyn's knees hit the dirt and his beak engulfed Nash's member. Not knowing what to do, Nashville just stared down at his first time having his cock sucked.
\t"Brooklyn!" He couldn't think of anything more clever than just the name, it seemed enough.
\t"Yes?" The red gargoyle pulled away with a kiss to the tip. "If you want to taste more to see if you'd like it, this is a good way to do it. You won't waste any of it by missing. Better than my hand was I'll bet. Tastes rather nice too." He again kissed the teen's not quite fully erect tip, it was definitely filling out again. "You've spent once already, but I imagine you'd be able to produce another load... after a bit of work"
\tHe again took his son's shaft into his beak all the way to the blue skinned groin. The musky, sweaty, taste of Nash's maleness was familiar, a fair bit like his own when he'd been flexible enough to take his own cocktip into his mouth in the past. It was somewhat disappointing that he'd have to break off to deal with the fish in a minute, until then though, he enjoyed the uncertain expression on the young gargoyle's face in the darkness.
\t"Dad... the fish..." Nashville didn't really want to deal with that either, having a mouth on his member really did feel so much better than his hand had. He looked at the fish flopping about on the bank near their feet, it didn't seem so important, at least not until his father's beak again pulled away from his inexperienced sex. Nash gaped at him, again having no idea how to react. "You stopped."
\t"Yeah, I stopped. I didn't want to, but we have to deal with other things first. You'll enjoy it more afterward anyway." Brooklyn grabbed the fish just below the head. "And it'll give us both time to recover a bit of stamina while we cook this."
\t"I guess...What were you doing down there. I mean I saw what you were doing but, isn't it dirty?" Nashville followed his father back to camp where the fish was easily dispatched, cleaned, and set over a smoldering low flame fire.
\t"It's a type of sex. Oral sex is one name. That can mean any mouth, or beak I suppose, to genital intimacy. It can taste bad if the partner doesn't wash." The old gargoyle spoke while he poked the fire a bit to expose another ember from where he sat on a log. "It's also called a blow job in this modern time. Fellatio too I think." He looked up and laughed. "If you are worried about the fact that you pee out of your penis, don't. The few drips that may remain won't add enough flavor to worry about. Of course, there are some who want to drink that. I'm not one of them, though. I rather doubt you are either."
\t"Hand and Mouth... I suppose you can use anything to rub there, huh?" Nashville looked down at his shaft. "It stiffens when I think of about anything if I don't give it some attention every day."
\t"You're a male. That's normal and healthy. The attention you're giving it is healthy too. Having somebody else give it attention is always much more enjoyable though." Brooklyn lifted a foot and brushed against his son's again stiff member. "If I were to use my foot, it would be a foot job. Hands are hand jobs. Tail would be a tail job... you can probably figure out the rest."
\t"Ummm... what about a wing job?"
\t"Our wings are fairly sensitive, I've never tried using them for that." The red gargoyle looked thoughtful. "Usually I just stroke along the wing joints. Like that spot I touched a while ago. You remember that?"
\t"Yeah, but I mean, like if I were to rub my wing membrane over your... um, over your dick." Nashville pushed himself toward his father and dropped to his knees just as his dad had done earlier. Instead of taking Brooklyn's shaft into his mouth, though, he swung his right wing around to drape the membrane over that nearly fully erect maleness. Using both hands he squeezed the soft wing skin around it before his nerve could fail him. If his dad could touch him so freely he had to be willing to touch back equally freely. "Like this."
\tThe pleasantly surprised look on Brooklyn's face and the hand stroking down his hair told Nashville it felt good. It felt strange to rub something with the wing membrane on purpose, but rather nice given the warmth of his dad's manhood and the lively pulse of it throbbing inside the soft thin flesh. He leaned his head up into the petting hand, happy to have at least surprised his old man.
\t"I've never tried it before, Nash. It is very nice, but I think it would still count as a hand job. You're using your hands to stroke me still." Brooklyn looked thoughtful. "If you want to try a real wing job, I could thrust it between your wings on your back and let you flap them." He didn't look away while turning the fish to it's other side with his tail. "Since we have limited time, why don't we try real sex instead?"
\tHis son immediately dropped his wing away and sat back on his heels. "How? There aren't any females around. I know that much, that we'd need one."
\t"I could be your female... you could also be mine. Males can have sex together just fine. Provided we have a bit of lubrication." Brooklyn stood up and bent over the log he'd been sitting on. A quick lift of his tail and Nashville had a good look at the tight ass and tighter anal ring. "You can do a lot with this back door. It's a lot of fun too."
\tNash ran his hands over Brooklyn's butt from where he crouched behind the older male. He really enjoyed the view of his dad's nuts hanging there looking heavy between his legs, but his gaze drifted higher with thoughts of trying to figure out what all could be done with that ring above them. It did look inviting and turning to stone every day kept it quite clean.
\t"But... how do I know what to do? Do I just stick my dick in it? I could probably work a finger in I guess." Nashville gripped his father's tail and pulled it up higher, more roughly than he'd intended too. Brooklyn's ass lifted and pushed back with it before he could say sorry and he found his beak pressed right into the crease with his lips right against the ring. The middle was so hot and soft. With his lips already there he couldn't help but to kiss it by accident at first. That accident turned into a second kiss a moment later. It felt a lot better than he'd expected it to and a lot less gross after he'd done it. "Sorry... I think."
\t"Sorry for what? It felt good. Try another kiss. This time, slide your tongue around it, you don't have to go in." His father's voice drifted back to him.
\tWings and the older male's ass and tail blocked Nash's view, but he was focused on those parts of his father anyway as he again kissed the hot ring of muscle. It clenched at the beak tip pressing to it and it relaxed a moment later. The teen rather liked how it shifted against his lips and found his hand running down to his dick to find that it liked it too.
\tBrooklyn spread his legs further for the kiss and reached back to pull his rear cheeks apart further. His son's tongue had been shy at first but it gained confidence after circling his pucker. It felt wonderful. Katana hated doing it, though she loved receiving it, and he was savoring the rare treat. He gripped his cock just as his lover did to his own.
\tWanting to make the most of their time, Brooklyn draped his tail off to the side to give him a better angle for poking the tip under Nashville's tail. He felt another kiss press firmly against his ring in surprise at the unexpected touch there. A hand caught his tail but it let go quickly and he was proud of the boy when Nash's hand instead moved to cup his red skinned balls.
\t"Relax, it's too dry to push it in. Just enjoy the pressure of it pressing against you." Brook's experienced voice settled the young gargoyle down. "Your hand is very welcome there too. You can be a little more rough with them, they won't break from a light squeeze or petting." After a moment of his son continuing to kiss and rim his ring, with his own tail pressing against the boy's ring, he pulled his ass away for a moment. "Or I could rim you in return. It really does feel good."
\t"Rimming? Odd word, but I guess it fits it." The young gargoyle grabbed his teacher's tail and pressed it more firmly against his ring. "Your tail felt good too." He slid his other hand up along Brooklyn's perineum to his back door entry before curiously poking a finger in. "It feels like I could just push it in."
\t"You could, now that I'm lubricated a bit from your spit. Or you could use young tail like I'm doing with you, though I think you'd really prefer to use something a bit shorter but more enjoyable for you."
\t"Yeah, I guess it is a bit slick from that. I don't think I could get your tail into Me now." Nashville climbed to his feet. "Can I really... breed you, dad?"
\t"If you're quick. Spit doesn't last too long and as you've found with my tail, without something to moisten it, you aren't getting in."
\tNash stroked his finger along the crease a few more times and sighed. "It's already getting a bit dry. I don't think I can get in now." He turned to look at the supply bag they'd brought when his father told him to find the bottle of lubricant he'd brought. It took several minutes to find it, though, and even with his hand petting his erection, by the time he'd gotten it out, the were both mostly flaccid. "Well, I found it, but I guess it's a bit too late, now."
\tNashville rubbed himself a bit more but after the wait it seemed to lose interest in being played with by his hand. Brooklyn's seemed to be in the same situation after he'd sat down to wait. His penis hung completely soft from his groin but he didn't seem too upset about it.
\t"Now would be a good time to learn about foreplay then." He smiled and leaned back against the fallen tree's trunk. "Touching a lover to get them in the mood are just to share the pleasure of touch before you actually have that brief enjoyment of sex."
\t"Ok... What exactly do I touch? Do I just go for... for their parts?" Nashville stepped back when his father suddenly pushed of the log and pressed both hands to his chest. "Uhhh..."
\t"Well, why don't I show you?" Brooklyn ducked his head down to rub his beak along Nash's neck. "It's not about anywhere specific..." His hands slid down the teen's shoulders to his elbows and tickled lightly into the boy's armpits. "You just touch and enjoy being with them." The red gargoyle pulled his beak up again. "Lay down. I'll show you a favorite."
\tHis younger lover did as told, spreading out on the soft cool dew moistened nighttime grass. He looked up into the not quiet glowing eyes of his father as the older male crouched next to his feet. When Brooklyn grasped one foot he let out a grunt of surprise. How could his feet be at all important to it?
\tA pair of thumbs dug into his arch and worked their way up to his claws to knead the tough skin there and the muscle beneath. They traveled back down, kneading and stretching his tendons below back to the pointed heel before switching feet. It felt good as Brooklyn worked them, but hardly sexual.
\tHis dad was quiet as he worked, running his hands over the teen's ankles then back along the tops of both feet, one in each hand, and back to his ankles again. Brook's large strong hands squeezed firmly once before his left let go to join the right. He rubbed Nashville's left calf with both pairs of fingers while his palms stroked the front of his leg.
\tUp to the knee and back down again and Brooklyn switched legs to do the same to the other. He looked up to Nash, not smiling at all but simply looking, then back down at what he was doing. His gaze took in the fact that the younger gargoyle was still nearly soft, which was fine, he was looking plenty relaxed to go with his flaccid manhood.
\t"How is it so far?" He finished the right lower leg as he had its twin, enjoying the muscular calves on both once more with both hands before standing up without going further. "No, this isn't sexual right now. It doesn't need to be now." When he crouched over his son's hips, tail hanging between the newly massaged legs, though, Nashville found himself thinking it would suddenly get very sexual. He was surprised again when a hand pressed to his chest instead. "Give me your hand."
\tIt took Nash a few moments to do ask asked before he asked, "My hand? Why? What does this have to do with anything?"
\t"Patience is part of foreplay," Brooklyn stroked his younger lover's fingers, squeezing around them each in turn before doing the same to palm and wrist. Each part he massaged, some faster than others, and then moved up a bit further. Soon both hands worked Nash's right arm both upper and lower, especially squeezing over the well developed bicep and deltoids and those around them. "Especially for a male."
\t"Why for a male? What difference would that make?" The younger gargoyle offered his other arm immediately, it really did feel good getting the massage.
\t"Females like to be intimate longer." Brooklyn worked that arm as he had the first. "They don't want to just finish as soon as possible and lay back like you are used to with your hand."
\tNashville let his eyes drift over his father's broad chest and to that rather cute dick hanging there. It had thickened a bit since the massage had started, but it was still soft. He wondered if the massage really was going to get them back up. Each touch and squeeze felt good, but they weren't touching any interesting areas. Of course, the view was rather pleasant. Maybe if he gave a little encouragement back.
\tA touch to his buttocks made Brooklyn struggle to keep from commenting. He was glad his son had finally thought to join in rather than just laying there passively. It had taken longer than he'd expected but at least his pupil had finally gotten there. As a reward, Brook's hands traced along Nashville's shoulders and down to stroke over the nipples on his chest.
\tThe boy grunted at that touch and worked both of his own hands over his dad's ass cheeks and back between them. Father and son both squeezed and worked the muscles in their chosen areas. Nash's nipples were tweaked before his pectorals were rubbed with open palms. Brooklyn's was played with in turn, though it soon gave way to ball fondling and then to cock stroking as the younger gargoyle got too eager.
\t"Slow down, Nash. I haven't finished." Brooklyn laughed but didn't stop his son. "Of course, the point is to get a lover hot and bothered and it seems to have worked for you." He pushed his hips forward, further into Nashville's hand, then looked down at the other gargoyle's member. "Very well on you."
\t"Actually, I think it was seeing you squatting over me like that, dad..." Nashville laughed, "but it did feel good. Maybe I'll appreciate it more when I'm older."
\t"Well, how about we stop with the hand and use the lube?" Brooklyn held the bottle out then climbed onto all fours when it was taken. "Since you're so eager to get back to it... Use plenty of it and put it on yourself as well as my ass."
\tNash grinned and squeezed some out onto his hand. "Yes, sir!"
\tHis dry hand gripped his father's tail and he swiped the slick one up Brooklyn's crevice in a long swipe. The older male rocked forward from the surprisingly cool slimy liquid, then took a deep breath and pushed back. His comment about it being a good start brought another slathering from his son's hand and even two fingers digging into his ass.
\tNashville enjoyed how different that area felt all slicked up and even more so the feeling of his dad's ring gripping around his fingertips. He couldn't wait to feel it around his very much ready sex. The urge to simply push it in was diverted by Brooklyn lifting a foot up to cup the boy's balls again. Nash was rather glad of that as he didn't want to be found lacking for his first lover.
\tHe squeezed a bit more lube into his hand and onto his dick before giving into that urge. It too felt better lubed, but he didn't pay much to how his hand felt, not when there was a welcoming hole waiting. The younger gargoyle awkwardly positioning himself but instincts and a certain obvious quality of what should happen took over. Nashville's tip kissed the well slicked muscular ring, then stretched it open around the thick head.
\tHis father's heat surrounded his dick before the tight muscle could clench around him too. The penetration was powerful for them both. Sudden penetration made Brooklyn wince but the fact that it was his own offspring that was doing it made it far more awkward, and somehow, more enjoyable. He was his son's first, just as Goliath, or had it been Hudson, so long ago, had been his. Brooklyn tried to relax and let himself enjoy it and was glad it turned out easier than he'd expected.
\tNashville stood stiff and still at first. It was better than had been described and his slowly sinking in cock, from his father leaning back in encouragement, soon urged him to push deeper still. Since part of him was in, though, he wanted to feel all of it in!
\tA shove of his hips sank him in deeper. Another however seemed to get stuck. Brooklyn pulled away for a moment then back and Nash found the going much easier again. The quick lesson didn't take repeating for the boy, he pulled back on his own before working the rest of his member in bit by bit.
\tGetting it around a bend inside the other gargoyle took a bit of poking and prodding, with help from his dad, but at last, Nashville felt his hips slip up to slap wetly against Brooklyn's. His breath came in ragged gasps from excitement. Nerves he'd been keeping at bay took over and he found himself shaking from them even when he pulled back and slid right back in without too much difficulty.
\tBrooklyn hung his head limply to simply enjoy being ridden again. Being filled again back there, bouncing in time to another male's hips slapping his ass, made him more excited than he'd expected it to. Nashville's cock throbbed just like past lovers had only he knew it was his son's manhood filling him rather than just a friend.
\tHis cock swayed between his own legs under him, just like his long white hair, in time to the eager thrusts from the younger gargoyle. When Nash asked if he was ok, Brooklyn pushed himself up more fully and pushed back into the action. No sense savoring passively when it was so much more fun to give back, he decided.
\t"You're doing wonderfully, Nash. Not even breathing heavily, are you?" He clenched tightly around the boy's dick while looking back. "You have a cute grimace for sex. If you want to please a lover more, work with their parts too, don't focus on just your own."
\tBrooklyn spread his wings just in time for Nashville's chest to press over them. His son took what he'd said to heart and his cock to hand. Both gargoyles enjoyed the intimacy and especially the slipping and sliding of masculine flesh.
\tIt was awkward for Nashville to work his hips and hands at the same time though he did his best. Rubbing over his dad's strong chest and wonderfully hard dick did feel good though. The hot manhood in his hand pulsed in time to his own shaft sinking in and jerking out. Nash pressed his beak to his old man's neck in a loving kiss.
\t"Better?" Was all he could think to say for the advice.
\tBrooklyn's red ring tightening around his cock was the only response he his father gave back beyond a grunt. The older gargoyle pushed back to meet the thrusts more with Nashville pressed over him. It was so much more satisfying once his lover was working for more than just his own pleasure.
\tBrooklyn's body bounced a bit in time to the boy's cock plowing his ass. Nash found he could reduce the rocking if he held on with both hands and arms for the ride and enjoyed the increase in drag around his member it gave him. He could feel the familiar tingle of building lust in his loins and worked his hips faster to get it. His hand on his father's own dick slipped off with the wilder strokes but he just caught it again to go back to work.
\tWith the increased pace Brooklyn had a hard time keeping the rhythm too, not that it mattered for him. With his son doing most of the work he could simply enjoy it. The knocking against his prostate, the full feeling in his rear, the way Nashville's balls slapped against that line of flesh between his ring and his own balls. All that mixed with the boy's hand squeezing around his manhood to produce an amazingly satisfying buildup. If Nash had known to rub that special spot on his wings and joints it would have been perfect.
\tInstead, the boy worked him his own way. Inexperienced but with very energetic penetration and motions. He turned to look at his young lover and they kissed beak to beak moments later. Nashville needed that kiss while his pleasure built to its peak. It let him vent the tension that'd grown with his lust. It also showed his appreciation for the older gargoyle's body.
\tBrooklyn could feel himself loosing control. He'd expected his son to go first but after going so long without a cock up his ass his body wasn't holding back its old response. His dick throbbed powerfully with his racing heart and any slack there may have been in his erection vanished entirely as he came. A jet of semen sprayed onto his belly, another hit Nashville's fingers, followed by the ground for the next.
\tThe red gargoyle's ass clenched powerfully with each spurt, pushing the teen harder to his own peak. Nash jerked his father awkwardly in response to those anal contractions until his cum slicked hand slipped entirely off and gripped his pop's tailbase under him for better support. He couldn't last any longer and didn't even try.
\tBrooklyn shook his head head left and right, then swung it back around into another desperate kiss. They held it throughout their shared pleasure with the boy's orgasmic spasms competing against those of his father's. Cum sprayed in and cum sprayed out with Nashville easily pumping more out than the older gargoyle could pump out.
\tIt felt just as good as it had in the past for Brooklyn, with the subtle pressures from each spurt drumming against his inner walls. He took a deep breath through the kiss and smiled faintly. It was always over so quickly, though Nash kept rutting away for several more seconds.
\t"Did I make a good female for you, Nash?"
\t"Yeah." It wasn't much of an answer and his thoughts were too hazy to care.
\t"There's still plenty more darkness left. How about we cool off a bit and go foraging." Brooklyn eased himself out from under his son and Nashville pulled fully out. They embraced again with another kiss before leaning against each other next to the tree trunk. "We can try some more later, I'd like to show you how to enjoy our wings more intimately."
\t"Does it feel as good as that?" Nash asked after a while.
\t"Not quite so good, perhaps." The older gargoyle chuckled. "But... it can last longer and feels plenty good."
\tThey sat together a for nearly ten minutes. Brooklyn ran his hands over Nashville's muscular legs and belly, the teenager just let him touch. It was nice to be rubbed over, he had to admit. He wondered how it would have felt had he let his dad finish that full body massage he had tried earlier. It had seemed so pointless then but he wasn't sure about that anymore.
\tNash leaned back to let Brooklyn's hands roam his sides and up to his shoulders and neck. Should he return the stroking? If he did it seemed like it would get in the way though. Weren't they supposed to be calming down? His father's hands slipped away finally as Brooklyn stood up.
\t"Well, let's go see if we can find some berries. Since we seemed to have overcooked our fish..." They both looked at the lump of charcoal that was all that remained of Nashville's catch. "I bet it would have tasted good too."
*****
\t"Here's something." Brooklyn held a tree branch that looked a lot like the other branches around them to his son. "There are some berries hanging on it." He took a sniff and looked over the shape of them. "I think it's a Mulberry tree. They're good, but messy."
\tThe younger gargoyle looked at the tree. He too had very good night vision, but even so, the black and red berries were nearly invisible. When Brooklyn picked one he could easily see why they were messy. They bruised very easily. Still, they tasted good when they both set about picking them.
\tIt was surprisingly enjoyable to pick the berries. They flew up into the higher branches for plenty that other animals couldn't get and ate their fill. By the time they'd finished, their hands and beaks and tongues were stained with reddish purple juice.
\tThe juice didn't wash off too well in the river water a short flight later, but enough eventually came off. Washing was rather fun, anyway, when they noticed the juice had gotten onto other parts of their bodies. It started innocently enough, Nash thought, he saw Brooklyn scrubbing and then spread his sticky leg to do the same.
\tBrooklyn spread his legs, then stroked himself over the juice in a slower suggestive manner. Nashville laughed and imitated the jerking motions he knew quite well while rubbing his tail off. His father crouched into the water and swished his balls back and forth just breaking the surface as though that would clean the juice that wasn't even there off. Soon they were both showing off their masculine forms for the other's enjoyment.
\tTails were lifted, wings spread and flexed. Nashville turned around to show his back while pushing his cock down between his legs only to freeze in that position at Brooklyn's talons lightly racking along his spine and beak kissing into his wing joints. It was an unexpected touch, but felt rather pleasant.
\tThe nibbling lips felt even more so when they pinched just right over Nash's wing muscles. One of Brooklyn's hands caught his son's wing just beyond the finger and pulled it further open. His other hand traced the soft wing membrane.
\t"Now seems like a good time. I think we're both ready." Brooklyn pressed his erection between Nashville's buttocks but simply slid it down to bump against the boy's balls from the back instead of trying to penetrate. "Should I stop?"
\tThe younger gargoyle shook his head. He'd never thought to stroke his wing membranes or the muscular joints. Nashville stiffened, or that sweet spot between both wings that his dad had touched earlier. They had never really caught his attention, but Brooklyn was right, his wings really did feel good.
\tBrooklyn's fingers squeezed around the membrane while his beak kissed up and down his lover's back between the wing arms. His tongue drug firmly along his son's clean flesh after each kiss. Such rarely touched flesh was amazingly sensitive and with the blue boy's arousal already simmering in the mood, it felt almost as though it were his penile glans that was being rubbed instead.\t
\tBrooklyn let go of the wing to carefully stroke a sharp fingertip up and down the crease he was already kissing. The motion was so much more insistent than his tongue and lips had been. Where the tongue had been a nice firm broad friction, the talon like fingertip was sharp and made the nerves itch as Nashville's body tried to decide if it had been cut or not. Brooklyn's hot breath followed that point up and down even as he added a second, then a third finger to the stroke.
\tNash shivered under him and his wings stretched involuntarily before clenching back around his father's head. The boy wasn't sure if he was trying to stop the touch or keep it from pulling away. It made his heart race and his erection swayed in the air in front of him in time to that heavy pulse. With Brooklyn's own shaft still poking against his perineum and balls, the younger gargoyle felt that tingles travel down his spine and up from his groin to make him want to cum again desperately.
\tBrooklyn switched his hands to again squeeze and knead the boy's wing joints, but he pulled his face away. "Squat down, Nash."
\tNashville immediately obeyed the murmured command. His father's fingers held onto his wings loosely but it was the gargoyle's manhood that he paid attention to. When he dropped down, his dad's dick slid up hiss ass and bumped his tail firmly. At first the boy thought it was going to push right into his ring but two hands pressed him down further and the cock just popped around his tail to slide up his back.
\tShallow river water had just touched his blue skinned sack when his lover decided he'd sank down far enough. Nashville wasn't at all surprised when he felt Brooklyn's erection rubbing between his wing arms. The heat of that stiff member, however, did. It was intense, feeling far hotter than it had in his hands or even his mouth. He could feel the urethral prominence where the shaft pressed flat to his skin through the heat. It was a rather pleasant sensation.
\tBrooklyn carefully gripped his son's lower wing joints, those elbow-like creases where the wing arm jutted from Nashville's back and the next section connected to it, before pulling them both inward. He ignored the grunt as they shifted in a new way for the boy and pulled them further together until both joints touched. With the wing arms pressed together the flesh between them displaced into softly fleshed channels.
\tBrooklyn pulled his hips back to slide his glans down the first crease, then thrust back into the exotic tunnel. With the younger gargoyle crouching so low he had an easy time dry fucking that sensitive area. It wasn't as tight as he knew his son's ass would have been, but he was fond of it just the same. With just his precum to slick the way, the friction in a cunt or an ass just couldn't compare.
\t"Unnn... How's that feel?" Brooklyn went slowly for the start.
\t"It feels... odd." Nashville shuddered when his father's hips pushed to the left and ground against his wing muscles. "Erf... but good."
\t"Hold that thought..." Brooklyn bent down to kiss his lover's hair. "Let's see how that stamina of yours holds out. There, stay just like you are for now."
\tNash smirked, a squat was easy hold, for a while anyway. He wondered about rubbing his own erection to feeling his father's stroking against his wings but was distracted again when Brooklyn's tail sloshed through the water to rub against his balls. The urge to grab the playful length proved irresistible. When it curled a bit around his nuts, Nashville squatted a bit lower and snatched the tip out of the water. He gave a tug and felt his dad's rhythm stutter briefly into his clenched wings.
\tBrooklyn nodded at his tail being caught. He was enjoying himself and was glad his son had thought to join in more actively. Sex was about more than just passively receiving and the older gargoyle hoped Nash had realized it.
\tHe didn't dwell on it too much, though, the boy's wing joints and muscles felt very exotic around his dick, far different from even a dry hand squeezing around it. Nashville's body tensed in time with his thrusts as well, showing he was getting plenty of stimulation out of it too. His wing sex changed texture for them both as pre-seed moistened the area.
\tJerking friction along dry skin quickly gave way to a wonderful slipping and sliding sensation with the added moisture. It had felt good before, but it felt much better with the growing lubrication. Brooklyn's dick stroked more evenly with each thrust leaving the blue gargoyle flushing red in his cheeks. Not as good as sex and straight cock stimulation, but very hot all the same.
\tNashville looked back at his dad, breathing heavier than if he'd been working out, then back down at the tail in his hand. It wasn't long enough to pull up to suck on, but it was plenty long to rub over his erection. He wondered if it could coil around it like a snake until he tried it. Damn, too thick for that.
\tThough it didn't work, the boy did find something to do with it. Holding both his own dick and Brooklyn's tail felt like he was stroking two cocks at once. It was almost as exciting as the continued rutting between his wings. One hot firm fleshy length rubbed against the other with his hand dragging along them both and the base of his dad's tail splashing and bumping against his balls. His legs were getting a little tired from squatting, but it was plenty worth it.
\t"Very nice idea, Nash." Brooklyn grunted with another long thrust in. "Creativity is good for pleasuring a partner. I hope my tail feels as good against your cock as your cock feels against my tail."
\t"It feels, unnn... good." Nashville slumped a bit in pleasure. "Not as good as my wings are feeling right now, but good."
\tThe boy grunted it surprise when the older gargoyle crouched behind him too. "Would you like to feel me inside you, instead?"
\tNash tensed at Brooklyn pushing his beak into the gap between both wings where his thick manhood had been moments before. Again he felt that fat tip under his tail, right against his ring. Brooklyn's hands let go of his wing arms to lightly rub along his wing membranes instead. It felt good, but he did want more.
\t"Will it... fit?" Was all the younger gargoyle could think to say.
\t"It'll fit." Brooklyn ran his fingers down Nashville's sides, then slid off entirely. His cock pulled away a moment later. A few seconds passed before a cold wetness slid along the teen's crevice. The gasp made his dad laugh. Another swipe of lubricant and Brooklyn kissed the boy's neck. "Let's get out of the water. It'll be more comfortable while I loosen you a bit."
\tOn the grass, just a short walk away from the stream, Brooklyn sat down and told his son to lay on his back. They looked each other over again, each enjoying the other's masculine form. Lube slicked fingers slid over Nashville's balls before down to the slightly moistened hole below them. Nash found it was just as fun having it applied as it had been applying.
\t"You carried that stuff with you?" It sounded lame even to his ears as he said it.
\t"I did." Brooklyn just smiled faintly at the question as he worked the stuff heavily around his son's ring. He tugged Nashville's legs up and set them on over his shoulders. "Here comes a small taste. Now, relax. Your body won't want me in unless you let it. Don't tense."
\tNash jerked at the fingertip probing his ring, then tensed as he'd been told not to when the finger just kept pushing. His ass clenched tight against the fingertip but couldn't hold it out with the slick coating. When the finger slipped through, he could only grunt in surprise. It took a few seconds to realize it didn't actually hurt. It just felt, big.
\tBrooklyn let his finger stay just inside while the boy got used to it. He wiggled and twisted it just a bit to work some of the lube in better. Nashville took a deep breath when he pushed the finger fully in to the knuckle, then relaxed a bit when it was pulled fully out. A second finger joined the first, feeling even bigger, though went in much easier. The two fingers pumped in and out a few times until they were suddenly followed by a third. It slipped past his tight ring without too much trouble, too.
\tAnother squirt of lubricant was slathered along Nashville's teenage ass, then rubbed over his father's still quite full erection. It looked darker than before and for the first time Nash realized the older gargoyle had been very close to orgasm before he'd given up the wing sex. Somehow, that built up need made it more exciting for the boy. The anticipation of feeling it relieved inside of him after the joy of feeling it rubbing on the outside kept him very much interested, despite the position worry of holding his father in that tight hole.
\tBeing on his back in front of his heavily aroused lover, his legs spread wide in invitation, was surprisingly embarrassing. It did feel good being so exposed, in a way. His dad had a clear view of everything he'd hidden since becoming mature enough to care about them. Exposing that part of himself to view made him a lot more comfortable, despite the embarrassment. It was exactly what he'd needed. The slick touches and the heat of Brooklyn's cocktip kissing under his tail were just what he needed as well.
\tNashville gasped loudly when the older gargoyle's tip popped through his ring. The shaft didn't fully sink in, but nearly four inches of masculine flesh spread his ass open in that single lunge. He was glad of the earlier penetration, his father's manhood felt much bigger than a few fingers!
\tBrooklyn rubbed over his son's belly with one hand and looked into the boy's eyes. "A lot different taking it than it is giving it?"
\tNash only responded with a grunt. His attention was focused on his insides and that part of his parent that was touching him there. It really was amazingly different receiving. The full feeling. The rush of excitement at even the slightest movement. The involuntary clench of his body trying to push the invading member out. So many exotic feelings from his dad steadily tugging out and slipping back.
\tBrooklyn wrapped a hand around Nashville's cock as he gentle worked him from behind. It was an effort, but he kept the jerking in time to his thrusts, and his thrusts slow. He wished he could go faster but didn't want it too intense fro his son or to end too soon for either of them. Being careful held him back as well, but that was more an afterthought with his need burning in his loins. It was an effort to focus on anything more than Nashville's muscular inner walls gripping and sliding around his dick.
\tDespite the slower speed, Brooklyn spread his wings as though he were wildly fucking his wife. Both of them were breathing in shallow pants with both of them noisily sucking in deep breaths during the deepening penetration. Nashville grunted and looked back at his father.
\tBeing in his ass seemed to be pretty intense on his dad by the look on his face. It felt good but just seeing the strain on that red beak made him smile and push his rump back into a thrust. Brooklyn looked to be struggling to keep control on himself. Nash had to fight his own urge to grab the other gargoyle's hand on his shaft.
\tAfter his son pushed back into his efforts, Brooklyn stroked that proudly jutting blue erection without bothering to keep in time with his hips. He felt his cock slide deeper and was glad he didn't bottom out with the wrong angle. The teen gargoyle's ass opened readily and he even felt the harder to enter inner ring give way with just a few firm nudges. Pulling back made him lose it, briefly, but he found the path again and enjoyed feeling the boy stiffen under him. Their hips kissed in full penetration and Brooklyn forgot all about Nashville's erection.
\tNash tore clumps of grass and dirt with all four limbs from the intensity of his first cock fully taken. His hips lifted a bit higher, then back down to grind against his father. There was a wonderful fullness inside but around his entrance he felt an even more pleasant living pulse from Brooklyn's racing heart beat. It made his own dick feel weird, in a very good way.
\t"Faster... please? Like I did for you, Dad. I want to fee... UNNNN!" Nashville's talons dug deeper into the dirt when Brooklyn immediately did as asked.
\tFurther thought was pushed away from them both after that hard thrust. Their bestial rutting took over and Brooklyn dropped Nashville's erection to grab the teen's hips. His son looked down along his own body and just watched it bounce and swing in time to each rapid thrust. Balls spanked his tail root. Wet fleshy sounds mixed with heavy grunts and loud moans of pleasure that carried through the night time air.
\tBrooklyn let go of his son's hips. He pressed down, chest to chest, with his young lover and their beaks met to kiss. A moment later, still holding the kiss, the older gargoyle pulled fully out to jam back in. That re-entry was almost as powerful as the initial penetration and they hugged each other hard in response.
\tNash felt his shaft press firmly to Brooklyn's belly, nearly forgotten with the new experience of being mounted, and enjoyed feeling it rub in time to the renewed shafting. How good his dick felt wasn't too important to him then, though. His father's forceful second entry was just as wonderful as the first.
\tAfter a few more thrusts, with pleasure growing more from his insides than his cock, Nashville noticed a wobbling to Brooklyn's rutting hips. With as close to orgasm as the wing sex had left his lover, the clenching of his ring and inner walls only took a few more jabs before pushing his dad over the edge.
\tLike the many before them, those few jabs ground wonderfully against a special spot inside which Nash had quickly learned to love. Unlike the others, Brooklyn's orgasm left a hot feeling of pressure that made him happier with each spatter of cum that sprayed inside. The young gargoyle hoped that spray would just go on and on.
\tThe teenage gargoyle watched his dad's face throughout the release, enjoying Brooklyn's vague expression of bliss and clenched yet somehow slackly open beak. It was oddly cute despite how it looked and he loved his father all the more for it.
\tBrooklyn took a deep breath when his pleasure eased off and leaned back to look over his son. Nash's erection still jutted up begging for attention. His own was still embedded into the boy's inviting colon, though he could feel it flagging already after his peak. A loving smile hovered on Nashville's beak. Sweat shown in the moonlight. Brooklyn leaned forward again to trapped the stiff blue dick between their bellies in another intimate embrace.
\t"How'd you like your first time?" Brooklyn again touched beaks in a kiss.
\t"It was... I don't know." Nashville broke away and pressed both hands to his father's chest. "I liked it. I think I'd like it better if I finished though."
\t"Yes, I imagine so." The older gargoyle caught Nash's hands and guided them all along his well toned chest and belly. "Though there is something to be said for being left on the edge for a while. It makes you focus as much on your partner as yourself."
\tReleasing the boy's hands and leaning back, Brooklyn grasped his lover's stiff blue manhood again and rubbed along it quickly. The hot flesh was just as enjoyable as before and begged to be satisfied. It also made the tight rump around his dick twitch ever so sweetly around his flagging arousal. After just another dozen or so seconds, his hand slowed
\t"Mmm... Should I leave this alone for a while to teach you patience?" Brooklyn slid his own erection out of his son's ass. A quick scoot back and he darted his beak down to kiss the stiff shaft. The older gargoyle looked up at his lover while sliding his long muzzle down the boy's needy girth until his lips kissed the handsome young pouch below it. The look on Nashville's face made him laugh and kiss the pair again briefly. "I know, silly question, isn't it?"
\tThe night was peaceful around them with the water gurgling pleasantly. An owl who'd in the distance and Brooklyn's head bobbed up and down Nashville's young manhood. His hands kneaded and playfully tugged his lover's testicles in their soft sack while Nash leaned back and looked up to the moon with a deep sigh.
\tThere was still another full night to look forward to tomorrow and he was sure he could talk his dad into another after that. He'd learned a lot about his body and hoped to learn a lot more about it. The boy tensed and came. Hopefully he'd get to learn more about his father's body too.
*****
\t"Hey, Brooklyn, look down there." Nashville pointed to an empty lamp lit clearing in the park as they flew over it.
\t"Why? I don't see anything. We're still on patrol. Get back here!" He dove in pursuit of his son with a shake of his head.
\tTrees flew by below them both in the nighttime sky, growing larger as they landed until it was a game of dodge the branches. Nash touched down first and he immediately ran to a dark edge and knelt. His father followed him and waited with arms crossed.
\t"Well, what is it?" Brooklyn stepped around in front of Nashville to get a better look.
\tIt took him several seconds before he looked away from the ground to his son. The blue gargoyle had his beak open and his pants unzipped. Their eyes met and the teenager licked his lips.
\t"I found a... nice spot for us to practice more of what you taught me over the weekend." Nashville cupped his dad's scrotum under that silly loin cloth Brooklyn enjoyed wearing on patrol."I could use a snack anyway."
\tHis father didn't need much more invitation than that. He was already stiffening anyway from the boy's hands on his soft red sack. A single step closer and a tug at his cloth was all it took to put his shaft into that hot eager mouth.
\tBrooklyn grunted at Nashville's tongue brushing over his quickly filled erection. His son had enjoyed the taste of his musk that first time. Nash had liked it better the second and third. Brooklyn was very happy to share it. The teenager was good with his mouth.
\tNashville took his dad's dick into his beak from tip to root for several seconds. A quick pull back all the way out and he gave the tip a fond kiss and deep sniff. The masculine scent from it made him happy. It smelled wonderful. It felt and tasted almost as good on his tongue.
\tEach lick smeared just a bit more of Brooklyn's sexual essence into his mouth. Each lick let him feel the veins and subtle bulges that covered the older male's member. Brooklyn's tip was the best part for tasting and for drawing a reaction, but Nashville took it all into his long beak anyway, just to hold and savor the length.
\tThe teenager moved from savoring the moment and the act itself to actively pleasuring quite suddenly. He swiped his tongue over Brooklyn's thick cock knob twice and simply sealed it back inside his mouth all the way to the root again. An instant later he was sliding back up and right back down again.
\tBrooklyn watched his son's head bobbing over his length passively at first. The act felt good, but he needed a minute to get into the mood of it anymore as he got older. Just watching Nash enjoying the act was enough, until it wasn't.
\tHis younger lover's hair bounced with the quick head work and it seemed to beg to be smoothed over. Brooklyn didn't bother resisting, he simply gave in to stroke into that soft hair. They held together that way quietly, beyond their shared heavy breathing, for more than a minute pleasuring and being pleasured.
\tNeither watched for visitors and neither cared. All that mattered for both of them was Nashville's mouth and Brooklyn's manhood inside it. Nash pressed his lips tightly around the stiff dick outside and his tongue curled a bit around almost as tightly inside.
\tWith head still bobbing up and down Brooklyn's shaft rapidly, his father's musk and hint of sweat spread fully around his mouth. He groaned at the joy of having the very much alive flesh throbbing there. He groaned again at his hand squeezing around his own stiff length a moment later.
\tBrooklyn pressed harder on Nashville's head without even realizing he was doing it. His toes clenched in the soft park grass and his wings sagged down his back. He ran his free hand over the younger gargoyle's long face almost like he was stroking a very thick dick but was too focused on his pleasure to think to do anything else. Especially when Nash's free hand continued to play with his heavy testicles and soft coin purse.
\tNashville playfully pushed against the hand holding him in place until he had just Brooklyn's glans in his mouth. 'Focus on tip,' he remembered, 'if you want your partner to cum fast.' The blue gargoyle cupped his dad's balls and sucked firmly around the head, though his tongue only brushed it lightly. He didn't want Brooklyn to cum too fast, but he'd found it was fun focus there for a bit then move away. It also gave him the most of his father's musk.
\tSpent cum had lingered around and under the rim from their time together in the more or less wild. Nash savored that scent and taste for nearly a minute, just enjoying it and Brooklyn's hand on him, before suddenly taking the entire red skinned member in with a sudden thrust of his beak. The grunt it brought made him happy he'd taken his time.
\t"Unn, well, I see you are getting more patient." Brooklyn chuckled. "I'm glad our time together wasn't... wasted."
\tHis son didn't bother replying, instead just nodding in agreement up and down the stiff gargoyle meat. After sampling it a few times at camp he had grown fond of its texture dragging along his lips and upper palate. Nashville liked to trace the veins as they thickened under the cock skin while he worked. They always started out mostly flat but they always swelled with his lover's need.
\tWhile his mouth worked above, the teen's hands continued to explore lower. One squeezed and gentle tugged at Brooklyn's soft skinned coin purse while the other stroked up along the older gargoyle's buttocks and back down again. The sucking boy felt his dad tense when his fingers brushed under his tail but those fingers just dropped away again each time to briefly pet both inner thighs.
\tBrooklyn wanted to do more than simply guide his son's head, but it really did feel good enough that his body just told him to let it go. It was too much work to reach out for the teen's wings or even to stroke over his cheek or neck. Nashville had gotten rather good at cock sucking. His father wondered if he'd been that good of a teacher or if the boy just liked it that much. He wasn't sure which he'd prefer most.
\tBrooklyn's musing faded to a pleasured haze of 'it doesn't matter'. He looked up at the night time sky while his son again pressed a few fingers under his tail. The boy's head never stopped bobbing over his cock and he was relaxed enough that two of Nashville's fingers slipped easily into his sweaty ass.
\tAfter several good shaftings during the weekend he was much more open back there again and he grunted absently in appreciation. His attention, however, never left that hot long mouth on his lustfully stiff dick. Nash's tongue swirled and curled around the shaft down to kiss his groin, then it did almost the same up, tracing a vein here or firmly pressing down to increase friction. Every time the boy got to the top he stopped to simply slide his tongue around the head.
\tNashville gathered as much of his dad's pre-cum as he could around the cum slit. The hot slimy stuff felt so good on his tongue. It didn't taste like much, but the more Brooklyn produced the closer he was to release. With the constant dribbles oozing out he figured his old man had just a bit longer before he blew. It was always too soon, but somehow, never soon enough as the reward was just as good as the act.
\tBrooklyn clenched his tail around the teenager's fingers scrubbing around inside his ass. His ring stretched readily around them, and just like his son's mouth, he really wanted to keep them there as Nashville worked to find his special spot. With his prostate massaged in the back and his cock in a loving eager mouth, he forgotten all about their patrol or even where they were.
\tNash pulled away from his father's cock suddenly to nuzzle it instead. He pulled down just before he let it pop out of his beak. It bounced up and he let it flop against his nose for fun. Nuzzling it didn't feel as good for either, but it was such a different sensation it nearly pushed Brooklyn over anyway.
\tEach nuzzle left more friction against it and each was followed with a kiss to his balls. His son sucked the older gargoyle's entire pouch into his mouth for a quick tonguing before finally going back to his dad's dick. He made sure to pinch with his lips lightly so Brooklyn's nuts popped free to bounce a little just as his shaft had. All the while his fingers massaged over that happy pleasure spot inside his father's bottom.
\tBrooklyn grasped Nashville's shoulders firmly after again feeling the hot mouth around it. He hunched over, unable to passively accept the attention anymore. His hips thrust in just as though he were fucking his son again. He needed to cum. Nash couldn't wait for him to.
\tBrooklyn's tail went slack, his wings sagged with them before he suddenly tensed. His cock swelled. His claws dug in. Seed sprayed into Nashville's hungry mouth. Pleasure blotted out the trees and grass and night time sky, leaving only his lover's masculine face looking up at him while still bobbing quickly in time to his father's spurts to fill his world.
\tNash ignored his own erection while savoring his dad's. Feeling it pulsing in his mouth made him almost as happy as tasting the spunk spraying out of it. It felt so much more alive during an orgasm. His father looked so much more handsome, despite the odd expression on his face.
\tNashville worked his fingers over the older gargoyle's prostate in long quick strokes to prolong the release. His lover's tail clenched down over his hand more tightly in response. Nash pumped them faster, knowing his lover would leak just that extra bit more into his mouth. The spurts were always over so fast and they both enjoyed half second it prolonged Brooklyn's release.
\tBoth gargoyles breathed heavily from the excitement, though Brooklyn's was winding down rather than building up. His groin still felt wonderful with his son's hot moist beak, still enjoying it bobbing up and down his cock. The hand on his balls kneaded them almost in time to the fingers squishing inside under his tail. As he came down, all he could do was take a deep breath and let out a long loud sigh of satisfaction.
\tHis hands relaxed fully to stroke the boy's cheek. "That was wonderful, but I think we need to get back on patrol."
\tNashville finally pulled off and out and sat back on the soft dew moistened grass, his legs spread. "You sure, dad? Surely we can take a little longer on our lunch break."
\tBrooklyn crouched down to grasp Nash's stiff member, then kissed his son. "Well, maybe we have time for a quick snack."
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