Sloppy Night Over Brooklyn
by tannim
April 24, 2008

	Brooklyn sat up and rubbed his head.  The dark around him was comforting, until his eyes focused and saw the soft dancing shadows on the floor.  He heard the crackle of a fire behind him, the smell of burning hardwood smoke wafting around him.  The red male swiveled his head around to see a faintly glowing fireplace in the wall to his left.  The walls getting enough light to show their stone blocks and the mortar holding them together.   His head jerked around at an amused deep laugh.

	Demona lay on a large bed.  It was of the style he had last seen in their castle.  Thick flowing blankets, massive pillows, four posts with a beautifully carved headboard.  She lay on her side.  Her tail hanging off the side of the bed, pale blue skin made gray in the darkness and brought to life through the dancing shadows of the low fire.  He stood up while she watched him and could feel her eyes running down his body to his hips before lifting back up.  The smile on her face was joined by seductively drooping eyes.  

	 "Demona!"  He said when his mind worked again.  He followed another glance down and noticed he wasn't wearing  his loin cloth for the first time. He looked around a bit but it wasn't there.   

	"Don't bother looking for it, dear sweet Brooklyn.  I have it safe." She pulled the end out from under her pillow before stuffing it back in.  "We don't need that now... do we?" 

	Thoughts of just why he had been out away from the city alone rose before his eyes.  The times they chatted during the chase.  Talks over a phone of more intimate interests, and finally, the invitation setting up a place to meet and what they both had wanted.  He looked awkward, standing naked in front of her.  His eyes ran over her body, hers poured over his.  She sat up and pat the bed next to her.  "Come here and join me.  It's quite com...fortable."  Drawing out the last word.

	Brooklyn hurried over awkwardly.  Having never been intimate before made the situation unthinkably terrifying to the red gargoyle.  He jumped when she wrapped her arms around him and pressed her mouth to his beak-like muzzle.  The kiss, sudden and desperately needy, encouraged him to grip her shoulders and kiss back.  She smelled much different than his companions.  Her soft  body and inviting scent was too exotic compared to his friend's familiar scents and hard bodies.  He let her pull his hands down to her top and he managed to think of pulling it off on his own.  Brooklyn's confidence was still low, but he'd always wanted to see her chest.

	Demona leaned back "Mmm... good boy.  Now we're getting somewhere."  Her claws ran down his lightly muscled hard chest while she pushed hers up for him to examine more closely.  His eyes widened at her firm bosom just a foot from his face.  Both light blue mounds capped with darker blue areola and nubs on those.  They were not huge.  He could probably hold one in each hand easily enough, but they were not tiny or even only petite.  Before he could think his hands were cupping each.  He didn't really even notice her claws running down his belly and thighs.   Just the soft breasts in his claws.  Soft as his own balls and just as firm, though much larger.

	He leaned down and pressed his muzzle between them, and nuzzled his face around her cleavage.  "So soft..."  Demona took a deep breath.  

	She felt so much more relaxed than normal.  Urges she'd been forced to suppress or relieve only with a dumb beast in a secluded pasture were surfacing rapidly.  Her nipples stiffened while he touched her, her breathing was shallower and more swift, the heat from her vulva swelling with arousal made her clench her legs tightly together.  She NEEDED it, and "finally, FINALLY, a male of my own kind to give it to me!" her thoughts screamed to the ether.

	Demona tilted her head softly down to kiss her lover's forehead.  She let him touch her as he liked, it made it all the more wonderful.  A young male just coming into himself and she got to break him in.  Her hands ran up his neck and stroked into his wing membranes.  Brooklyn took a deep breath, the petting along his wings felt good enough to bring him out of his exploration of her soft chest.  He looked up and she kissed his beak again.  "Why don't you take My loincloth, Brooklyn.  It's only fair.  I took yours off." She said after breaking off and while she looked into his eyes.  He Looked down her taught toned belly as she scooted back.  "Go on, I'm burning up down there... just for you"

	He hesitated.  After seeing his own and his brothers', even Hudson's, he wasn't sure what he'd see there.  Pictures on the internet had given him a vague idea... "Here it goes"  Brooklyn thought to himself.   His claws tugged at the cloth, the knot gave way far easier than it should have, and he found it pressed to his nose just by the force he'd tugged it with.  At least he thought only that, but he found himself giving it a familiar sniff of appraisal, something he'd done a few times before when the others were away.  Her sexual scent filled his nostrils.  So alien and enticing... but he found himself thinking of other things instead of focusing on it.

	Demona's hands gripped her ankles to keep herself fully exposed to him.  Her legs spread wide, her labia parted and flushed with her own intense need and arousal.  Shallow breathing making her chest rise and fall.  She was ready, so desperately ready.  On a whim she rand her tail between his legs to nudge and caress his balls and penis.  She couldn't see either in his current position and in her lust Demona didn't even pay attention to how it felt.  Her eyes stayed focused on him.  He seemed to like what he found, he  had laid down on the bed to bring it closer to his face, and his right hand traced around her thick fleshy lips.  Unlike her human counterparts she had no hair on her pubis.

	Her bald sex was wet and ready while he touched and teased her without intending to.  It looked pretty to him, but when he climbed to his knees she reached out to grip his... flaccid... cock.  "Brooklyn!"

	Her angry shout broke both their revere.  He looked down and blushed, though it wasn't visible through his red skin, and looked away.   "I... er... it... just isn't responding.  I mean, I like you, but it just isn't responding"

	She gripped him and tried to rub some life into it.  "Don't worry, some males just have trouble with pressure first time, Brooklyn..." Her desperation making her hope.  Surely just a bit of attention is all he needed.  His soft penis was fairly big by soft standards.  She recalled Goliath's was slightly smaller when completely soft so that didn't worry her but...

	He just didn't seem to be responding.  Pushing the boy down onto the bed on his back she pressed her breasts to his chest and forced a kiss on him, something he gladly accepted.  He liked her soft body on his.  Her hips squelched her heavily aroused sex against his soft cock.   She sat up a bit and ground herself against his unresponsive maleness.  Even soft he scratched her itch just enough to drive her mad with need.  His balls bounced up each time she slapped her hips down to his and smacked the back of her cunt.  Her clit getting the merest touches of his belly and cock, none of them enough to help her.  She felt a dark pit forming in her belly.  Nearly trembling she sat fully upright on his hips. "Brooklyn, what do you think about Lexington and Broadway...have you seen them naked like me?"

	He looked at her oddly.  "Think about them?"

	"Yes.  Can you describe them?"

	"Probably."

	"Do it"

	"Why?"

	"JUST DO IT! Please..." She looked so pitiful he closed his eyes and pictured them.

	"You know Lexington is green.  He's got some nice muscles on his legs.  Much better than Broadway.  A nice angular chin with cutely poking up teeth on his lower jaw.  His penis is a bit smaller than mine. Broadway is about as big though.  Broadway has ..."

	"Brooklyn!"

	He opened his eyes.  That yell was much angrier than the other had been.   He followed her gaze... and saw his erection jutting up proudly above his belly.  "Now we can D...eck" 

	Demona's hand squeezed around his neck powerfully.  She lifted him up by it after dragging him to the edge of the bed. Tears in her eyes glittering in the firelight.  The shadows giving her angry features a truly forlorn and haunted look.  She squeezed and held him so hatefully until his face began to turn darker purple from the strain.  Screaming she throw him to the floor where he lay sprawled and naked and scared while he coughed.  "You tricked me! YOU TORTURED ME!"

	"Huaaa haaauuu No!"

	"How DARE you!  You strung me along... you made me hope again and... and then THIS!"

	"De...mona.  I didn't!" She slammed her foot to his chest and stood over her.  His terrified eyes looked up, past her bare inviting sex and breasts, into hers. 

	Glowing red and filled with loss and disappointment her tail darted under her pillow and drew out the book she'd promised to give back to him.  "You toyed with me like everybody else I've ever loved!  You think males will make you happier? Fine... I'll give you all the LOVE you can handle!"  She tore the book open, still trembling, and tore page after page over until she found one that would work.  Her reading haunted the deflated male under her foot.  Voice echoing beyond physical space as the syllables ripped, tore, and rearranged the current reality into a new one.

	Cracks appeared in the air in front of her and all around the sense of shattering evening stone.  The room broadened out.  Broadway stood in nearby suddenly.  Hudson, Goliath appeared next. Then another gargoyle, he recognized his clone with a shocked start.  Lexington, TWO Lexington appeared, eyes glowing, both identical... almost.  He could tell one was the clones Darkstone had created.  When all the clones were there with all the other gargoyles, excluding Angela, Demona snapped the book closed.  The room seemed much bigger.  The fireplace and bed seemed in the same place, but the rest of the  walls seemed to go on for nearly a dozen meters.  The light in the windows seemed distant and false as that of a dim fluorescent.

	"Goliath! Help me up!  She thinks I... " He stopped. Something seemed wrong with them.  They had a stupid grin on their faces.  They spread around and, as Demona stepped off him and sat on the bed.  Came to hold him down to the floor. Hudson crouched down next to him and gripped Brooklyn's beak. The old male pulled the much younger gargoyle's face up to look at him.  

	"We're going to fuck you, lad.  You're going to be our little cum bucket."  Hudson forced a kiss after that and stood up, with a grunt of aged effort.

	Demona pet clone Brooklyn's tail.  "Bind him well and all of you will use him all you can."

	The real red gargoyle pleaded.  "Demona! I'm sor..." A noose made from his loin cloth wrapped around his beak, shutting him up.  He looked up into Goliath's purplish skinned thighs as the big male stood over him.

	Goliath gripped Brooklyn's hair and drug his head up until his heavy softly skinned scrotum was cushioned on the long red beak.  The younger male's eyes widened, both from fear and... from the view.  Both of Goliath's balls were clearly defined inside the supported sack and, as his head was pulled up further, separated slightly on either side of his face.  The separation was minimal, but with his eyes so close to them, it was very visible.  He lifted them up past the long erect shaft to see Goliath not even looking at him.  Instead Goliath was looking to Hudson, who was standing next to his clone, Burbank just to his right.  Hudson was motioning forward, Burbank was looking at the others and telling them to gather round their new hole.

	All around  him, the red male could feel the eyes and the breath.  Their rapid breathing loud in his ears, like Goliath, they were all fully aroused.  Goliath's strong masculine odor filled Brooklyn's immediate concerns.  His balls so close, his cock so close, his sexuality literally in his face.  Breathing through his mouth didn't help.  He could almost taste the sweat and sex around him.  His cock however, was just as hard as those around him.  Harder than he'd ever remembered it being.  Something that he felt ashamed of.  He really had come with the intent to mate with Demona.  He grunted at a sudden movement.  Goliath had stepped forward so his head popped out between his legs directly under the big male's ass.

	Brooklyn's horns poked into both buttocks but didn't seem to bother the older male any as the legs clenched tight around his neck locking him into place.  Broadway and Hollywood, his clone, standing behind Brooklyn gripped his ankles one each to hold down to the floor while both Hudson and Burbank gripped his arms.  The two at the arms pulled and held taught their captive's arms around Goliath's thighs.  Lexington and Brentwood crouched nearby and watched from between the oldest male's legs as Malibu stepped between the two to rub his cock against Brooklyn's lips.  He tugged the loincloth off and tossed it away as he rubbed.  His erection was a full eight inches, not huge, just the size of his duplicate... his origin.  The head was not quite human.  Thinner and longer, with a cleavage at the back as well as the front.  His shaft was darker blue against his light blue skin.  Full of blood and rampant arousal.

	A few feet away, watching with an angry twitch to her upper cheek muscle, Demona sat on the bed.  Her nudity completely ignored by the males.  None of them even glanced at her or away from their sex toy.  Goliath gripped Brooklyn's wings around the second bone and pulled them together so his wing arms were pressed together against his full erection.  Both hands curled around dragging the wing membranes with them to act as a condom around him.  While he slowly thrust into the wings, Malibu clamped his claws around Brooklyn's beak and pumped into that.  The original gargoyle's struggles to spit out that erection only served to drag his tongue around it repeatedly.  His smooth inner cheek  walls slid along the tip and teeth scraped lightly.  The thought to bite occurred to him, but he didn't.

	Brooklyn gagged ever though it didn't go down his throat and strained to push the thing out of his mouth.  It tasted... good, but he didn't want it.  He didn't want any of this, at least he didn't think he did.  His eyes looked up into those of his clone and saw nothing but lustful dominance there.  Breathing in brought fresh scent of his clone's groin.  The powerful mixture of spent cum and sweat and old loin cloth had him drooling.  He could feel the wet in his mouth grow, but he assumed it was  from trying to push that thing out of his mouth.  A tongue under his tail made him push forward.  All around the males laughed as his muzzle slammed into Malibu's lower belly.  He heard Hudson and his cheeks burned.  "Look, lads, our horny cum slut is so anxious to please he's trying to take more in!"

	Brooklyn looked around but couldn't figure out who was lapping at his dark pucker.  His tail was held up, his soft anal ring was lifted and allowed to fall again and again.  That soft tongue dragging and digging in as it lifted up.  It was much faster than the two cocks he felt.  Goliath's thrusting into his wings sped up at the slap from Malibu's free hand.  But the cock stuffed into Brooklyn's mouth stayed nice and slow.  At a MMMmm from behind him, the red gargoyle knew who it was, or so he thought until he saw Lexington nuzzling Hudson's low hanging nuts.   Brentwood however didn't mind being mistaken for his original.  His tongue was just as nice and he was enjoying the earthy flavor from Brooklyn's clean ass.  The purple little male's glowing red eyes shown happily while he lapped.  His tongue digging in deeper suddenly, getting the restricted gargoyle's insides slick with his natural lube.

	Demona leaned forward, resting her chin on her tail as she lounged a bit more on the bed.  Burbank cuffed Malibu's head lightly, "Get on with it, lad!"

	The lighter blue male, sniffed in annoyance but yanked out of his original's mouth.  He crouched down and forced a kiss on the red gargoyle's muzzle.  "Now that I'm lubed nice and slick, I'm going to bust that cherry of yours." Malibu slapped Brooklyn painlessly, causing a sting to his self worth instead and, after navigating around the others and pulling Brentwood out of the way, jammed his cock fully into Brooklyn.  They all had to struggle to hold on as Brooklyn jerked away from the pain of sudden forced penetration.  There was no teasing here.  When Malibu had said he was going to bust that cherry, he meant it!  Tears ran down the sodomized male's cheeks from pain clenched eyes.  His yell was gagged by Lexington's small cock, all of five inches, suddenly jammed in.

	Lexington found himself pulled back.  "Let him sing for us, Lexington."

	"Hey, I wanted..." Demona's glare shut him up and he crouched back down between Hudson's legs to nuzzle the old sack.  His hand jerking himself off vigorously.  He gripped the old male's tail and pulled the tip under his own to squat onto it.  Burbank and Hudson stepped a bit closer to Brooklyn, slapping his face with their cocks, each plugging a nostril to make him feel the precum that had oozed down them inside. Their precum left a strand as they pulled back a bit but broke even before they pushed both shafts to Brooklyn's mouth, fat bellies indenting a bit while forcing him to accept them.  Behind, watching the action, Hollywood caught the red tail and bent it around his shaft.  Broadway could only watch jealously until the idea of using Malibu's tail in the same way.  It took a bit of work to catch with the light blue male pounding the shuddering original gargoyle's ass too fast for Brooklyn to really enjoy, but he managed.

	Malibu glanced back at Broadway and smirked.  He turned back to rape that little slut of himself and jumped almost as much as Brooklyn had when he felt Brentwood's eager tongue caress his pucker.  That muzzle less face pressed firmly with two smaller hands gripping his hips licking as relentlessly and enthusiastically as Malibu was pounding that helpless ass.  Goliath's pre dribbled visible onto his toy's back.  The hot moist feeling completely missed by the vigorous penetration in both ends.  Broadway and his clone let go of Brooklyn's ankles to fuck the tails as well as rub their balls.  Hollywood was reminded WHY they had been holding as the free legs tried to kick out and he received a kick in the thigh from it.  He stepped on the flailing leg roughly and looked happy to have solved the problem while he pleasured himself.  Broadway took longer to think of it, but soon did the same.  Lexington looked over the scene and stopped jerking.  "Hey..." Quietly and to himself.  He lay on his back and scooted under his former friend.

	Lexington was completely unnoticed by the three big males in the front.   Burbank and Hudson were pressed together too tightly to force feed their cocks and  Goliath was in front of them with his legs against Brooklyn's shoulders, all three hips hunching forward to rub their erections in or against their captive, and unable to see the small green gargoyle sliding under Brooklyn's raised chest.  The little male turned around while on his back so his legs slid between the bound sex toy's legs, getting stepped on by Malibu a couple times, until his small cock rubbed against that dangling reddish erection.  Brooklyn's clenched eyes opened a bit in surprise at the rubbing.  Feeling something hot and hard down there, and feeling good, distracted him from the already diminishing ache under his tail.  Lexington saw the belly and chest muscles above him relax at his rubbing, he wasn't sure what to make of it.  Demona wanted Brooklyn to suffer the rape, she was controlling him and everything.  But the fact he could think it at all suggested she didn't want it TOO bad.

	Demona wiped a tear from her eye and kept the fuel of her anger going by feeling that urging between her legs so completely unsatisfied.  Her desire for the red young male kept her from being completely cruel to him.  She allowed them some control over their actions and felt the tenderness Lexington was offering.  Brooklyn's cock tip shined with his pre, produced from the rapid prostate massage he was being forced to accept.  Brook's head drooped as much as the two old rods in his mouth would allow, until Malibu drew his attention again.  Malibu swatted his firm butt.  Right cheek first, hard slap ringing around the room.  Left cheek after, slap ringing just as loudly to mix with the echo from the first.  His eyes focused on that lifted tail and exposed ring gripping his cock.  He loved watching it push in with his erection and pull out beyond its usual length with his cock before sliding back up as it tried to recover.  Inside Brooklyn squeezed him as relentlessly as he was taken.  Those inner walls so smooth and constricting, so tight!

	The spanking continued, the sound being joined by moans from various directions all around the gargoyle sex pile.  The loudest came sudden and sharp. A moan from Hollywood, still thrusting into  Brooklyn's tail, turned to a shuddering deep inhale and a loud grunt.  Malibu stepped aside just in time to see the white spray rise from the red tail and land on Brooklyn's back just above his tail.  Two, Three, Five heavy spurts arranged a random bloom pattern around their sex toy's lower back and butt.  A weak dribble remained of the embarrassed looking clone's cock.  His mud colored cheeks blushing at being the first to shoot, but though he let go of the tail he'd been humping, his shaft showed no sign of diminishing.  Hudson slipped his cock out of the cum slimed boy's mouth.  "We're going to paint you thick.  You're going to get all that spunk you lacked earlier, lad.  Maybe dripping with other men's leavings you can give her something good."

	The old gargoyle pet their slut's hair before rubbing his cock between the two wide shocked eyes.  The wide tip drooled pre and was slick with Brook's own saliva.  It had no trouble rubbing against that soft skinned red beak.  Again Hudson's belly pressed to that of his clone, and Brooklyn couldn't help but smell their aged masculinity.  The odor was overwhelming, but... he liked it.  He couldn't really concentrate on it.  The feeling of heat  from Hollywood's ejaculate cooling on his flanks, Lexington rubbing that short greenish erection against his own longer red one, and Goliath thrust... "Urrrrrf!" What little thoughts were in their captive's mind were lost at feeling Goliath's erection pulsing heavily within his wing membranes and against his wing arms.  The following heat dribbling down them, the slimy yet sticky feeling, it left behind and the odd sensation of it pooling in his wing cleavage where his wings met his back were too much to concentrate on.

	His hips pushed forward suddenly, Malibu had pushed back in after watching his fellow clone orgasm. Brooklyn's attention was brought back to Hudson as the old male's heavy loose sack covered his nostrils.  Wide though they were the old gargoyle's scrotum fit over.  He tried to look up, to see past that scarred hairy chest at the scared old face.  Hudson wasn't even looking at him, he had leaned over to watch Malibu pull fully out after that first thrust and watch the tight anus close up again.  The old clone laughed. "Teach him not to close, lad.  That's the way!"  Neither could see Brentwood crouching under Malibu licking both Brooklyn's pre slicked hole and Malibu's wet cock.  The small purple boy gripped both his original's balls and their victim's clone's balls to squeeze and rub while he lapped at the wet spots.  Goliath carefully stepped over Brooklyn to stand off and look for a place to join back in.  Hudson's broad chest and ample belly jerked as he suddenly came.

	His cock pressed firmly to Brooklyn's beak just in front of his eyes, the first spurt took the restrained boy by surprise. It splattered on that area between his eyes and drooled into his left eye.  The red eyelid snapped down leaving him but one eye to tear up and leak down his cheek to match the stream of cum running down the other cheek.  The scarred old man drug his leaking erection down the long beak leaving a thick stream of cream made up of many globs joining together as he went.  The globs slowly separated and spread to run down the sides of his captive's face and then slide down that lightly muscled neck to finally drip onto Lexington's forehead sticking out from under him. Hudson walked around behind watching Malibu continue his teasing fuck of pushing in, pounding Brooklyn's ass a  few times and then pulling out rapidly to watch the hole's gaping twitch before it's body could realize it was empty.  After it closed, he waited for Brentwood to lick it before stretching it open again.

	Broadway's breathing became a sudden focal point of the noise, heavy and strained, as though the chubby gargoyle were running after eating too many burgers.  Malibu turned to see him staring at Brooklyn's ass just after he had pulled out again and suddenly found out how fast Broadway could move.  The blue male dropped Malibu's tail and pushed him out of the way to jam that fat chubby into his friend's violated cherry popped spit and precum dripping hole.  Being thicker than Malibu, Broadway made Brooklyn jerk violently at the sudden entry.  Finding only one hand and one leg held down he struggled to get up even as the cock inside him spit and gave his empty ass a filling coating of heavy sperm.  Demona hissed from her bed, standing up a bit and sitting back down as Hudson and Goliath pushed down on his back and held him in place.  As she sat back down, Burbank took hold of Brooklyn's horns and pulled out to ejaculate into his hair.  "No, cum slut, you don't get to taste it, you have to wear it. It's too good for you to eat yet."

	Broadway slumped over, his belly smearing his clone's cum into a shining thin puddle all over their victim's rump.  As his orgasm faded the big young gargoyle grinned stupidly and pulled out.  "Sorry, Malibu, you were taking too long." He noticed his sticky belly and wiped off with Brooklyn's tail.  As he stepped back, and before Malibu could mount up again, Brentwood jumped into place and perched on Brooklyn's hips.  His feet gripped the red hips while he held onto those cum slimed wings with both hands.  He crouched down as low as a mating lion and pushed his small erection into that wet used hole.  Malibu stared in surprise and was about to say something when Hudson cuffed him with a quick swat "Grab his foot and keep him down, you'll have another turn soon enough." The clone hissed and crouched to grab Brooklyn's right foot.

	Instead of just holding it though he sat on it, pulling the red foot out, turning around, and sitting with his balls to the heel and his cock sliding against the smooth flesh foot flesh.  His tip pushed forward, sliding that pre-slicked rod.  He was just getting into the groove of fucking that sweet red foot when Brentwood's tail lightly whipped his head.  He turned to see those small hips flashing like a piston in and out of Brooklyn's not quite so tight butt.  His thighs were straining to keep himself perched on the sweaty, slick, and sticky rear and his tail was helping him keep balance. After Goliath's ministrations to the wings he held onto his claws had to constantly get a new grip as they slid back.  Below, Brooklyn's own cock was responding to the rapid assault.  Leaking copiously while Lexington rubbed his own against it.

	Seeing the clone's tail swishing between those red thighs so quickly and feeling Brooklyn's body bouncing with the rapid wet sounding pelvic spankings, Lexington sped his own efforts up.  His hips pushed up, driving his shaft into the red belly and cock above him quickly and repeatedly.  The small gargoyle wrapped his hand around the joined cocks and pumping them while he thrust.  His cum soaked forehead bounced up to slap against Brook's chest occasionally as he messed up his rhythm, the sticky male sap transferring to the red whore they all shared.   Hollywood took over at the left hand and pulled it down to his cock.  He used it as he had the tail, rubbing along his ridged member to pleasure himself, at until Brooklyn suddenly gripped it on his own.

	Hollywood grinned at the act and at the feeling of being squeezed.  He had to pump the arm since the position prevented its owner from real meaningful movement but it felt just as good.  His earlier cum dribble had left enough on his shaft to make it slick in that red hand.  As he smirked he felt even more amusement at seeing Malibu trying to dodge Brentwood's tail as he humped Brooklyn's foot.  His cocktip pushing into the toe cleaving while the rest of his shaft drug into the soft sole.  Wet noises of Brentwood's perched hips slapping fast and full into that open anus, Broadway's leavings splattered all over between the two hips as they leaked out.  The heady scent of masculine sweat, semen, and male sexual activity were filling the room.  Demona was drooling inside, not letting it show as her gaze traveled from one cock to another.

	Watching Hudson rubbing himself while holding Brooklyn's right left foot, enjoying Hollywood's hand job and Goliath's rubbing the other hand under his tail.  She drooled at Brentwood perched and pounding and her sex ached at the sight of Burbank still teasing Brooklyn's face with his cum stinking cock.  She ignored Broadway lounging on the floor waiting for an opening while he idly jerked off with Hudson's tail under his own.  Seeing Malibu lose a hot ass for a  spare foot made her especially satisfied.  She saw him as Brooklyn, another male loving male she wanted but couldn't have.  Brentwood stiffened suddenly and squeaked his cute quiet orgasmic call.  Soft spoken even in bliss as his seed spilled out around him.  Brooklyn's ass too wet and used to hold it.  His semen rand down the short perineum and over the heavy balls to fall onto Lexington's.  Lexington followed almost immediately after, his thick milk spraying up and splattering the taught red belly above him.

	Lexington's long slow sigh of lustful satisfaction followed the wet sounds of his cum dripping back onto him.  Much of it stayed on his target though, and slid down along that lightly muscled belly to those sexy well formed thighs where it slid down in two rivulets to the floor.  The little green gargoyle let go of Brooklyn's pulsing needy shaft and pushed himself up so he could nuzzle the hard masculine red chest above him.  He sniffed and enjoyed the fact he couldn't really smell his friend anymore. All he could smell was the sweat, the cum, and the lust all around.   He and Brentwood dismounted at the same time.  Malibu tried to jump back into position but tripped as Lex slid out between their toy's legs rather than the way he had come in.  Hudson pushed him out of the way as he took the free hole.  "My turn, Lad... although, perhaps we can share. Ha, if you can fit."

	Malibu tried to push in, but Hudson's ample girth and just as ample cock prevented him  from getting his own close enough to the hole he'd popped earlier to get any pleasure from.  He squeeze in as much as he could but he could only manage to teach the wet leaking ass with his tip before the big belly pushed him out of the way.  In desperation he straddled his original and lay along the cum reeking back.  His butt lifted towards Hudson, and then his cock slid down along the side of Brooklyn's tail into the crevice of his ass.  Malibu felt a thrill as his erection touched wet yielding flesh and then taughtly stretched ring. While he tried to push in, Broadway erupted from where he lay pawing off.  His powerfully clenching prostate sent his first jet onto Brooklyn's right wing but the rest landed on and around Malibu's ribs where it trickled down onto the intended target.  The chubby male laughed, Burbank laughed too, but not at that.  He was watching their victim's face as he felt a second cock probing him and just starting to enter.

	Their toy's eyes, which had been drooping with shame and acceptance at the enjoyment he'd been receiving, burst open again.  Even the cum stinging in his left eye didn't keep it closed.  The feeling and somewhat blurry vision of Goliath stuffing bent over, tail raised, ass in the his direction with one hand jerking off and the other using Brooklyn's hand as a dildo in his ass were nothing compared to the feeling below his own tail.  He was dimly aware of Hollywood using his clenched hand to masturbate but he forgot all about that as Malibu jammed in harder. His ring gave way, it was too slick to keep that hot cock out, and pain bloomed in his ass when it slipped inside him alongside Hudson's thick rod.  Again when he opened his mouth to yell it was filled, This time with Burbank's balls.  The old clone stuffed his scrotum into his mouth.  His sack hung low enough to leave just enough room for him to rub his full erection while leaving them there.  One hand on himself, the other hand holding Brooklyn's jaws shut, again.

	Goliath backed up and turned his head to watch at the sudden noise and gagging of his former friend.  His wings draped about his shoulders and his ass up to the red male's elbow he could only rub himself as he watched Malibu and Hudson share their tight hole.  Brentwood and Lexington both held onto their captive's ankles and watched in amazement as the two members joined in the sloppy narrow cave.  While Hudson's girth kept them from getting a view of the actual stretching the clone and the original reached around to pull Brooklyn's ass cheeks further apart to give enough view to make them glad it wasn't them.  They could just see the small gap between the two cocks and the white ring of muscle stretched nearly too far by their presence.

	Malibu's young ass was a tempting target for Hudson, he couldn't resist pushing two thick fingers in at once bringing a shrill squeal from the cute clone and letting him know what it felt like to be stretched.  Both males pumped Brooklyn, Malibu much more slowly as he worked to force more of himself inside as well as deal with Hudson's fingers .  Broadway stood nearby and caught the red tail as it flailed around and held it out of the way.  He got a better view of the action standing there too.  Watching both cocks drag along one another as they worked at opposing rhythms.  To Brooklyn it felt as if his ass would tear apart, but to his prostate it felt like an orgasm was building.  The pain of double penetration mingled well with the pressure on his prostate and his cock bounced under him even without their hips slapping against his own.  He looked up at Burbank to find himself looking into Demona's eyes instead.  The clone had stepped aside and he had a perfect view at her vengeful naked glory.  She moved towards him and cupped his cum soaked beak.  "You could have made me feel full and bursting, but you didn't.  You're still going to give me what I want, but I'm not going to touch you to get it."

	She moved to his side and crouched down, her hand under her would be lover's heavily leaking erection.  She watched it as hungrily as a starving beggar watched a half a steak being wasted in a restaurant.  The actions of the others had ceased beyond the random stroke when one thought to keep their arousal warm.  They watched the woman and the three males intently.  Six full leaking cocks on hold, while two pounded into the back door of one.  Malibu managed to fully sheath all but three and a half inches of his erection into Brooklyn.   His cock kissed and caressed Hudson's as the inner walls kissed and caressed them.   Both stretched the ring in different directions.  The top was pushed in as the bottom was drug out, the top went out as the bottom went in,  spent semen from past eruptions leaked out around both of them to form a growing puddle under their mount.

	Malibu came first, that frantic tightness struggling to push him out, the pressure of his own ring as it tried to push Hudson's fingers out, and that desperation of being kept waiting too long were too much for him.  The pulsations of his cock as it spit it's load all over its friend and the messy small home it found itself staying in were enough to push Hudson to climax as well.  He didn't slow down as he hit his peak.  His hips pumped relentlessly just as fast as before Malibu had joined in.  His pressure on Brooklyn's clenching insides and the release spraying deep within filled the young gargoyle with a growing heat.  Demona's eyes glowed red, she could see his own erection swelling as it built with the heat and pressure.  Her hand held ready, his hips bounced, Hudson and Malibu thrust, several seconds only the sound of the puddle below him rapidly swelling as a new found cum fall splattered down the valley of Brooklyn's ass and balls, and he finally came.  

	Nothing touched his cock to enhance his pleasure, nothing needed to.  His cock jerked heftily and Demona's hand caught his first spurt, and his second, and every spurt and dribble as he matched those riding him in strength and quantity.  She sneered, but loved the sight, the sound, the feeling of his seed trickling between her fingers.  Her claws dipped in it, then her tail.  Demona coated her tail tip with as much as she could before stuffing it up into herself.  Time after time, while the males ignored her, she filled herself.  Instead they took up positions all around him, Malibu and Hudson doing the same after yanking out, and rubbed their cocks furiously.  They pumped long full strokes at first then short rapid strokes.  They didn't see Demona finish by rubbing her sex with her semen soaked hand and stand back to watch, they focused on their cum slut and one by one their cocks erupted.

	Load after Load showered Brooklyn in sticky male sap.  Eight cocks, spurting copiously from eight directions had the boy dripping onto the stone floor from eight spots.  His face was a mess, his butt was a drooling fountain, his wings and  back were pink from white hiding most of his red.   He  felt so filthy, he felt so right as he wallowed in their fluids.  His own cock dripped onto the floor, but was nothing for the fountain of cum leaking off his body from the others.  As soon as one finished he worked himself back up towards another peak.  Hudson, Burbank, Lexington, Hollywood, Brentwood, Goliath, Broadway, and Malibu.  None cumming at the same time but all coming at random bursts of sexual dominance over their former companion.  They coated him all over as he stayed, of his own choice, on all fours accepting it.

	Demona again stepped in front of Brooklyn and again squeezed his beak and pulled his shining  cum soaked face up to look at her.  With his eyes clenched tight against the sticky semen covering them, as well as almost every other part of his body, he couldn't see her beyond a blur through the thick  mass of clear-ish white, but he knew it was her.  He could hear her voice though it sounded distant to him.  "You're nothing but a hole for other men now, Brooklyn.  Just as you wouldn't have me, no female will ever want you.  That stink of other male will never come off.  Any woman will know you're nothing but a place for males to dump their seed."

	She stepped back and with tears in her own eyes at the betrayal and utter frustration she still felt, faded away before his blurred eyes.  Tears ran down his cheeks, thick and mixed with the leavings of his friends.  The light around them changed from ethereal wrongness to full night sky.  The floor remained the same, covered with semen, stinking of male, the same room he had woken up in.  When she was gone, the world normal, the spell was broken.  Brooklyn's head hung down, but through the mess covering his hair and ears he could hear the shocked silence, the muttered oaths, and the terrible realization of the others finding him and knowing it was they that had done it.  Finally, Lexington got up the will to speak.  "Brooklyn... What happened?!"

	"Nothing I didn't want or deserve..."
