When an angel of the night becomes a naughty demon.
Disclaimer: this is an adult story, you must in legal age in your country to read it.
When an angel of the night becomes a naughty demon.
by Gorogh
All began during an usual night patrol. Broadway and Brooklyn had been sent together to watch over south Manhattan.
It didn't take long before a bank alarm could be heard and the two gargoyles flew in that direction, soon noticing three cowled men running with heavy bags over their shoulders.
The two brothers, coming from the sky, crashed into them, sending the humans rolling a few feet back.
But the criminals were not giving up that easily, not even taking time to wonder who or what just bumped them away, they took the first possible weapon by hand and rushed to the gargoyles.
Broadway and Brooklyn split. Unfortunately for Broadway, two of the men came at him, one with a wood plank, the other with a metallic chain.
It didn't take long for the blue-green gargoyle to snap the wood plank in toothpicks and neutralize the first assailant; but not five seconds had passed the first man dropped to the floor that the cold metallic chain wrapped around the chubby gargoyle body.
Broadway squirmed, his arms trapped against his body, feeling totally vulnerable to what the man could plan for him...hopefully for the blue-green gargoyle, his brother quickly flew at his help and knocked the last man down.
As usual, they left the men bound up near their booty for the police to arrest them. But on the way back to their lair, Broadway thought back to that sensation he felt while being chained up and vulnerable and strangely felt his loin bulging out...he wanted to know more...he was needing to know more...to test something.
The following night, he found an excuse to go out alone...he was needing to be alone cause that night, he hadn't decided to watch after criminals...but to find as many chains he could find.
It took him some hours to gather up what he was needing, chains of different size and some padlocks.
With a bag full of the needed materials he flew back to the lair and hid all in his room for the following night.
When that night came, he asked Goliath to stay at the lair with Brooklyn. The chieftain was a bit surprised by the request, but accepted.
When the others flew off, Broadway disappeared in his room for an half-hour to prepare all before checking after his brother. He found him in the kitchen:
"Hey, bro...could you come with me a minute? There's something I want to show you." the blue-green gargoyle said.
"Sure, bro, what is it?" the red gargoyle replied.
"Oh...it's better if I don't tell and leave you the surprise." the chubby one answered, making Brooklyn raise a curious brow.
Yet, the two stepped toward Broadway's room, the chubby gargoyle opening the door...the room was in total darkness:
"Can't you light up, bro, I can't see anything in there" the innocent red gargoyle commented before yelping out in surprise when his brother suddenly pushed him in the back in the middle of the dark room.
"What are you playing at, bro?" Brooklyn grumbled before gasping out when he felt something cold wrapping around his wrists, holding his arms up over his head, soon followed by the same sensation around his ankles, holding his legs spread apart, then that sensation came at the tip of his tail, holding it raised up and finally around his wings, restraining them together.
The red gargoyle was fully trapped, struggling against the chain to free himself for a moment before the light suddenly came back in the room, Broadway stepped in front of him...and he had changed clothes, the loincloth was off...instead the chubby gargoyle was wearing a tight black leather thong, over his chest was a black straps leather harness and a black leather mask was over his face.
Brooklyn glared at him with anger, yelling at him:
"What the fuck do you think you are doing, Broadway? Let me go immediately!"
But the blue-green gargoyle didn't say a word, instead he stepped closer, his loin in his paw, he wrapped the belt around Brooklyn's beak, muffling the red gargoyle, and let the pelt rest along it...damn...he must have worn it for days cause the smell was so strong...dried piss...musky male scent...
Brooklyn flushed, feeling his own loin bulging out from the scent of his catcher brother, he was unable to hide it with his arms and legs restrained and soon he noticed the widening grin on the chubby gargoyle's face.
"Mmhh...seems you're enjoying my scent, bro...I think you'll enjoy even better what I have in mind for you then" Broadway mocked at him.
The blue-green gargoyle came closer again, wrapping his arms around the trapped red gargoyle's body, hugging him close, pressing his fat belly against his brother, nipping at his neck, letting his thick tail brush along the thin red legs, his paws resting on the firm rump, squeezing it gently.
All this were feeling so wrong for Brooklyn...another male touching him this way...his own brother nonetheless...his brother who trapped him up in chain...he should feel anger...so...why was it feeling so good...his loin was clearly bulged out now...but didn't stay there long as Broadway's paws moved to the belt, unbuckling it and letting the thin hard member spring out of the tight pelt, lifting it up to his fat snout and sniffing longingly at it, murring out the male musk filled air out of his lungs :
"Mrrr...bro...your scent is so heady...I could plough you right now...but I have better plans for you..." Broadway commented to the trapped red gargoyle.
Brooklyn couldn't believe what he heard...his brother must have grown mad...he couldn't be serious. He gathered up all his strength, to firmly but uselessly squirm in and tug on the chains.
Broadway didn't care at all for the futile struggling of his brother. Producing a thin lace out of a pocket, he knelt down, facing now the still hard member of the red gargoyle.
He wrapped the lace once at the base of the member and balls, tightening firmly, making Brooklyn to stop struggling and stare down anxiously at what the chubby gargoyle was doing to his privates.
The blue-green gargoyle then made another round just at the base of the other gargoyle's member, as tight as the other round before pulling the two end of the lace between the plump balls, trying to slip them in the first round with some difficulties, but managing to do it, tugging the lace end roughly, making the red gargoyle to grunt deeply through his belted beak as his balls were painfully spread and hold apart.
Broadway then finished with three rounds at the base of the pouch, tugging the balls low and then two more rounds at both member and pouch base, playfully blowing warm air on the now overly engorged red member head.
Brooklyn was shaking in his bounds, grunting deeply, his crotch was so painful laced up so tightly...and that warm blow on his member head, so sensitive...it was driving him crazy.
Broadway seemed to notice it, standing back up:
"Seems you keep enjoying it, bitch bro...let's try something else" the blue-green gargoyle commented, leaning slightly down, his snout pressing on the red gargoyle's chest, his lips nipping at one of the soft nipples, making it harden slowly under the light moaning grunt of its owner.
Suddenly, he bit down in the harden nub. Brooklyn groaned out loud in pain, yet his body jerking madly, specially his hips. The red gargoyle was feeling like he was shooting his load but the tight binding around his privates were preventing him to. It was such a strange sensation, he would actually do anything to be able to release the tension in his groin, but he was trapped, bound, at the mercy of his naughty brother...tears began to run along his cheeks.
Broadway released his grip on the nipple, grinning up as he notices the tears. He knew he just had succeeded in breaking his brother's mind.
He stared right in the red gargoyle's eyes, a paw pinching and twisting his nipple, the other squeezing his blood engorged throbbing member:
"You need to cum don't you, bitch bro? But there is no release for bad boy...will you be a good boy, bitch bro? Will you be my personal bitch boy, bro?" the blue-green asked on a calm teasing tone.
Brooklyn was grunting deeply in both painful lust and needing despair. His mind was so clouded he couldn't think correctly...he was just wanting to be able to cum again...to release the tension in his crotch...so he nodded...quickly...again and again till his naughty brother released his nipple and member.
"Good, bitch...let's make it official now..." the chubby gargoyle commented, taking off a dark leather collar from another pocket and snapping it around Brooklyn's neck.
Broadway then yanked his thong off, revealing his own hard fat member to his now bitch brother. The red gargoyle's eyes opening wide at the view of the cock's girth:
"Glad you like what you see, bitch!" the chubby gargoyle mocked "I think it's more than time to claim that male pussy of yours!" he then added, stepping behind his brother.
Brooklyn shuddered, feeling the large frame of his now master brother behind him...he was wanting to cover himself with his tail, but it was still chained up high in place.
To his surprise, the first thing he felt was not his brother member, but his broad warm tongue trailing all along his crack, making his all body to shiver in a strange lust feeling.
He felt the warm tongue slowly inching closer of his dark hole, circling around it. He flushed some when hearing himself moan softly while the tip of the tongue began to dart past his tight ring, soon followed by the rest of the broad tongue. He could hear the murring and slurping sounds of the blue-green gargoyle behind him while he was feeling a new sensation in his rear...like it was warming up, but not the warm up you get from a fire...no...it was different...like, a desire heat, the red gargoyle was beginning to want more...no...he was not wanting more...he was needing more.
He spread his legs further into the chains and arched back, offering his tasty hole even more to his master brother, moaning out deeply through his belted beak.
Broadway could only grin up again, digging his tongue even deeper in his slave brother's hole, murring and grunting lustfully to the taste.
Yet, he soon pulled out, standing back, taking off the belt from around Brooklyn's beak, teasingly rubbing the tip of his fat member on the now heated opening:
"Come on, bitch! Beg for it! Beg your master! Beg him to fuck your male pussy!" he growled out in the red gargoyle's eat.
Brooklyn was totally lost in that mix of lustful pain and pleasure, not even thinking to it, he pressed his rump back against his brother's hard member:
"Ommhh, please Master brother...please fuck me hard...take my male pussy, please, Master!" the red gargoyle moaned out.
It was all Broadway was needing to hear, gripping his brother's hips, he ploughed forward, shoving his fat member up the once virgin dark hole, stretching the tight ring wide, filling the warm bowels all the way up to the balls, grunting out deeply in pleasure.
Brooklyn was groaning out loud meanwhile, jerking in the chains holding him. He was beginning to regret his words, the burning pain of the sudden stretching of his virgin hole was so intense that he wanted to crawl away...but it was impossible trapped as he was.
The blue-green gargoyle didn't loose time, beginning to pound the tight virgin hole deep and hard, letting his fat belly slap against his slave brother's back. His paws reached up to the red gargoyle's nipples, pinching and twisting them.
Brooklyn groaned even louder to that sudden move, the pain in his nipples joint with the burning stretching sensation in his rear felt...good. Soon the deep groans turned out in sluttish moans. His hole relaxed, allowing his master brother to plough even harder and faster within him.
Soon, his body jerked again, his member throbbing hard and uselessly. The red gargoyle moaned out on a high-pitched in his dry orgasm, his inner walls squeezing and milking his master brother's fat member.
Broadway could feel that squeezing sensation around his cock, driving him crazy, ploughing his slave brother's once virgin hole like a wild beast for several seconds before hilting all the way inside, his eyes flashing as he roared out in lustful pleasure, filling up the red gargoyle's bowels with thick strong flows of his warm thick seed.
Soon, all was calm again, Broadway still deeply lodged in his brother now filled ass, gasping and panting for breath, Brooklyn hanging low in the chains holding him, moaning lightly to that warm and wet sensation in his rump.
Broadway suddenly nipped playfully the red gargoyle's neck, whispering in his ear:
"Mmhh...think I'll stay here...deep in you for the all day, my slave brother"
"W..What do you mean?" Brooklyn asked on a worried tone before understanding too well what his master brother meant as both body began to turn to stone.
The two stayed there, turned in stone gargoyle, the fat one hilted up tot he balls in his brother rear, the expression of Brooklyn showing both the lustful and embarrassed pleasure of the situation...till next night.