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Brooklyn Chronicles - Season 1, Episode 6

Brooklyn let out a contented sigh as he looked up from the book in his lap. It had been about a month since he had arrived at the Labyrinth with his nothing but his son in his arms. Since then, the more welcoming residents of the Labyrinth clan had helped him settle in. The former storage room that had been offered to him had been transformed into a comfortable home. Rugs covered the cold concrete floor and a shuttered wood divider separated the living space from a bed. A couple chairs sat on the other side of a small oak coffee table from the couch he now sat on. The furniture was old and the wood chipped in places, but it was comfortable, and it was his.

Brooklyn looked over at the little blue gargoyle that played on the rug nearby with toys that had been charitably brought to him. He marveled at how his son had grown in just a month, already getting standing up to Brooklyn's knees.

"Thank you for helping us so much." Brooklyn said quietly, not for the first time, turning his head to where Claw sat at the other end of the couch. He had arrived not an hour ago with new clothes in hand for Brooklyn's growing young son.

Claw looked up from his own book and beamed a glowing smile. He didn't need to speak for Brooklyn to know how happy he was to help. Whenever he'd been around the big tiger gargoyle, he felt a warmth in his chest that he had never felt before. He appreciated how Claw had repeatedly stood up for him, and insisted that Brooklyn and his son be made welcome despite Talon's wishes.

Maybe it was the way Brooklyn was smiling at Claw, but the big tiger gargoyle hesitated a bit before sliding a bit closer across the couch. Claw curled a finger towards Brooklyn, his eyes asking him if he would come closer. Brooklyn hesitated a moment, but complied and sidled closer. Claw slowly extended an arm in offer and Brooklyn looked up in his eyes, considering. No one had ever treated him as well as Claw had; certainly not since he'd been with his clan, and maybe not even then.

Brooklyn scooted closer and allowed himself to rest up against Claw, who watched him carefully for any sign of upset. Claw dropped his paw onto Brooklyn's side, and then held him to him. Brooklyn strangely felt as if he was glowing from the inside as he felt the warmth of Claw's fur press against him. He rested his head on the tiger's shoulder, closing his eyes and soaking the moment in. Claw practically purred inside, and Brooklyn found himself smiling. A knock at the door brought Brooklyn's head up and he pulled away from Claw hurriedly, returning to his end of the couch.

"It's open." Brooklyn called.

The door opened to reveal Delilah, one of the gargoyles clones of the Labyrinth clan, standing in the doorway smiling. As a blend of Demona's and Elisa's DNA, she had brown skin and white hair, and wore her usual purple-blue leotard and red jacket. "Oh, should I come back later?" she asked.

"No, it's fine. Is there something you need?" Brooklyn asked. While she had been more welcoming than some others of the Labyrinth clan, she had often been too wrapped up with her mate, Malibu, to talk with him much. Maybe it was too weird for her to interact with the original of her cloned partner.

"Can I talk with you, Brooklyn?" she asked. Her eyes slid over to Claw. "In private?"

Claw made to stand up, looking at Brooklyn questioningly. "No, it's fine. I'll take a walk with her for a minute. Can you watch the tyke for me?" Brooklyn said, waving for Claw to sit back down. Claw happily nodded his ascent. Brooklyn set his book down on the coffee table and headed over to the door. He smiled as he turned to close the door and saw Claw moving to go play with his son.

"You like him, don't you?" Delilah asked.

"What do you mean?" Brooklyn said, turning to Delilah.

She began walking, taking them down one of the Labyrinth's many hallways, and Brooklyn followed. "I mean you've been here a month and I haven't seen you two apart once."

"He's been really helpful with getting me settled in. He enjoys watching Leo when I can't." Brooklyn said.

"So that's what you decided to name him?" Delilah asked, glancing over at Brooklyn as they walked.

Brooklyn nodded. "Maggie called him brave when we first arrived here, and if it weren't for her Talon would never have let us in. It seemed fitting."

Delilah was quiet for a moment as they walked through the Labyrinth's halls, past rows of doorways and branching halls. "So what's up?" Brooklyn asked.

"Malibu and I would like to make a request of you." Delilah began cautiously. "You see, we've been trying to have children for months now, with no luck. We think that when Sevarius made him and the other clones, he didn't bother to make them capable of having children."

"I'm sorry to hear..." Brooklyn said, fearing where this was going.

Delilah stopped and looked both ways down the hall they had found themselves in, before turning to Brooklyn and placing both hands on his shoulders. "Brooklyn, because of Leo we know you can, but... also because of him we would understand if you would not want to. We want to ask if you would help us have a child."

Brooklyn stared at Delilah with beak agape.

"Malibu shares your genetics. It would be as if he was the father..." Delilah said.

Brooklyn couldn't quite believe he was being asked to do this. "I... how do you know if it's him, or you?" he asked tentatively.

"I think that when Thailog had Sevarius make me, he... would have wanted me to be capable of having children." Delilah answered.

The desperate look in her eyes made Brooklyn sigh. "Okay. I'll help you out. How do you want to do this?" he asked quietly, and now he was looking up and down the hall checking for others as well.

"The natural way." Delilah said, gripping his shoulders tighter. "There is one thing though - Malibu wants to be there the moment our child is conceived."

Brooklyn blinked in surprise. He guessed it wasn't that different from the times he and his rookery brothers would hide themselves in a part of the castle away from the prying eyes of humans and relieve their tension in each other's company. He even recalled how a couple of the males had gone further than that with each other. "Alright, I can do that." he said finally.

Delilah smiled and dropped her hands from his shoulders. "Thank you Brooklyn. Tomorrow night then?"

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Brooklyn felt the apprehension grow in his chest as he knocked on the door to the apartment Delilah and Malibu shared. He knew what the two wanted of course, but still he felt that he didn't know what he was walking into. He smiled awkwardly when Delilah opened the door. She smiled genuinely and welcomed him inside.

The former storage room had been made comfortable with the addition of various rugs and carpets over the floor and hung on the walls. Brooklyn could see the end of a bed around a paper screen that concealed it from view at the other end of the room. A couch and a couple chairs sat near the door, with a couple book shelves standing at the opposite wall. Brooklyn thought he would have to take some inspiration from their decor when his eyes fell on Malibu. Brooklyn's clone was sitting at the wood table in the middle of the room.

Brooklyn nodded to Malibu and asked tentatively, "Uh, you know why I'm here right?"

Malibu nodded, and Brooklyn was somewhat relieved when Malibu's face reddened. At least he wasn't the only one that felt awkward about the situation.

"He knows." Delilah said with a chuckle as she closed the door behind Brooklyn. "Would you like a drink?"

Brooklyn noticed then the pair of glasses half full of dark red wine and their accompanying bottle at the table Malibu sat at. "Sure." Delilah locked the door before stepping past Brooklyn to retrieve a glass while he stood there awkwardly.

"Have a seat. Make yourself at home." Delilah said pleasantly as she poured the wine, refilling her glass and Malibu's as well.

Brooklyn nodded and took a seat on the couch. "It's a nice place you have here." he said to fill the awkward silence.

"Thank you." Delilah said with a smile as she approached Brooklyn, a glass of wine outstretched to him. "Now relax, Brooklyn. We asked you to be here."

Brooklyn took the offered glass with relief and took a healthy sip to try and calm his nerves. Delilah sat next to him, relaxing casually as if she wasn't about to have her husband watch her sleep with another male. Brooklyn became uncomfortably aware of Delilah's proximity, and Malibu's eyes on the both of them. He decided that being up front would probably be the best course of action. "I just want to make sure you're okay with this." he said to Malibu after a moment of hesitation.

Malibu nodded and said uncertainly. "I wanted to be here for when my children are... and..."

Delilah rolled her eyes and muttered, "Men." under her breath, though she said it with a bemused smile. "Malibu doesn't_just_ have sentimental reasons to be here."

"Ah. Okay." Brooklyn nodded, and took another sip.

"Is that okay?" Malibu asked.

"Yeah, I guess. I've just never really had an audience before. Not this way anyway." Brooklyn said with a slightly nervous laugh. He was careful to sidestep the fact that having his own clone watching him made him feel more than a bit strange.

"Oh? It sounds like there's a story there." Delilah said.

Brooklyn felt his face burn hot. "Oh, uh, you know. Back in Scotland, us young guys in the clan, we didn't have mates yet. So we would blow off steam together." he said, grinning sheepishly.

Delilah quirked an interested eyebrow and Malibu shifted in his seat. "Oh?" Delilah prodded.

"Just, uh, jerking off together you know. At least that's all I did. Some of the guys would bang. They couldn't be too open about it though. It would have caused problems with the humans back then." Brooklyn explained. With the infusion of wine he was beginning to feel more comfortable, and the words were coming easier.

"Sounds fun." Delilah said, and her hand fell on his thigh. "And something I might like to see." she said, glancing between Brooklyn and Malibu with a coy smile. Both of the males' faces were thoroughly reddened.

"Uh,okay." Brooklyn said, and sucked in a breath as Delilah's hand traveled up his thigh. A moment later it was joined by the other at his belt after setting down her glass on the side table. He relaxed back against the couch cushion, spreading his arms across the top as Delilah sidled closer as she worked to unfasten his belt. Brooklyn heard the tinkling of metal from across the room, and he looked up for a moment to see Malibu unfastening his own belt.

His attention returned to Delilah as she tugged his pants and underwear down to reveal his hardening cock. Delilah smiled and hummed at the sight of his red maleness. She reached and cupped his balls gently with one hand while she stroked her fingers over his length with the other. Brooklyn sighed with pleasure at the touch and allowed his hand to fall to Delilah's waist from the top of the couch cushion and tug her closer.

Brooklyn looked up to see how Malibu was handling things. Quite well, it appeared to Brooklyn. His clone's cock was exposed and hard as could be, and it appeared that Malibu was every inch Brooklyn's clone indeed. Malibu was stroking himself slowly, his eyes on where his mate caressed Brooklyn's maleness. His eyes shifted up to meet Brooklyn's, and he grinned somewhat sheepishly.

Brooklyn returned the grin before letting his head fall back as Delilah wrapped a hand around his cock. She gripped him tight and stroked him slowly as she rolled his balls in her other hand. It felt good to be touched by someone gentler than Demona. He slipped his hand under her shirt, stroking over the bare skin of her lower back. While it was a mocha brown like Elisa's, it had the tougher texture of a gargoyle's hide under his fingertips. He let his hand wander under the waistband of her pants, and gripped her ass.

Delilah murmured approval and leaned in closer to Brooklyn's lap. He opened her eyes to watch her extend her tongue and lick up his length, pulling back his foreskin to lick over the head. Brooklyn saw her eyes flick up towards Malibu as she lavished his cock with her tongue.

Brooklyn stroked his free hand's fingers through Delilah's white hair for a few moments. Then he pulled her head down into his lap gently, so that his red cock rubbed over her mocha brown cheek. A playful growl emerged from Delilah and Brooklyn grinned. He thrusted his hips upward slightly, grinding his cock over her cheek more. Delilah responded by shifting and letting his cock rub over her face while she licked at his ruddy flesh. She pushed her hair up out of the way, making sure Malibu was getting a clear view.

She parted her lips then and took Brooklyn's cock into her mouth. She sealed her lips tight around his flesh as she descended down his length, taking more of him into her mouth. Brooklyn groaned in pleasure at the warm, wet tightness, and felt his shaft leaking pre onto her tongue. She bobbed her head up and down, and Brooklyn kept a hand on her head.

He glanced over at Malibu, who was now stroking himself rapidly. His eyes were transfixed, and his chest heaved for breath. Malibu was going to blow soon if he kept up that way, Brooklyn thought. He wouldn't be far behind, with how Delilah's mouth felt around him. Brooklyn laid his head back, letting her work.

Sure enough, after just a few more minutes of this Brooklyn heard a grunt followed by the sound of fluids spattering carpet. He looked up to see Malibu amidst the throes of orgasm. Long ropes of white cum exploded from his greenish cock to land on the floor in front of him.

Delilah didn't let up on Brooklyn's cock until Malibu was spent and panting. "Couldn't hold back, dear?" she asked with a smile as she pulled her head away from Brooklyn's lap. Malibu shook his head, his face bright red. Delilah turned to Brooklyn, and he didn't need any words of encouragement when she grasped his hand and led him away from the couch. He kicked off his pants and followed as she steered him towards the back of the room. Delilah made no attempt to steer clear of the mess Malibu left on the floor, and in fact stepped directly in it and let her tail drag through it. Brooklyn elected to step over it however as he followed her around the paper screen and to the bed.

When she released his hand and turned to face Brooklyn he stepped closer and pressed his beak to her lips. Their tongues danced and Brooklyn groaned as her hands cupped his balls and stroked his now aching cock. He pulled Delilah's jacket from her shoulders, and then pulled her shirt off over her head. Malibu, recovered from his orgasm, came to rest on the edge of the bed a couple feet away as Delilah's bra fell to the floor. Again Brooklyn kissed her as he gripped her bare breasts in each hand, her nipples stiff with arousal against his palms. Delilah unbuckled her belt and Brooklyn slid his hands down her sides to her hips, where he pushed her garment to the floor.

Brooklyn drew his beak away and looked over Delilah's naked form. "Malibu is a lucky guy." he mused.

"He is. And so are you." she said. Malibu shifted on the bed, laying down on his back. Brooklyn looked at him quizzically.

"I want to see my mate's face when my child is conceived." Malibu said, seeming to have regained his confidence as Brooklyn had.

The thought flew through Brooklyn's mind, that this should bother him. All of this should. Yet it only fueled his arousal further. He nodded as Delilah clambered onto the bed, on her hands and knees above Malibu. The couple kissed as Brooklyn followed her and rested on his knees behind her. Malibu's hands slid up over her thighs to grip her ass and spread her cheeks before Brooklyn. He grinned and gripped Delilah by the waist as he ground his cock over her bare ass. She shivered visibly when his cock rubbed over her clit and pink folds. She broke their kiss with a sigh and nodded first at Malibu and then over her shoulder at Brooklyn.

Brooklyn took his hard cock in hand and guided his tip to her pussy, now wet with arousal. He pulled his foreskin back and pressed himself into Delilah's tunnel, groaning as her tightness and heat enveloped him. He looked down to watch as his red cock disappeared into Delilah's cunt. Still Malibu kept his mate's ass splayed while his originator hilted himself within her.

Delilah sighed with pleasure when the base of Brooklyn's cock finally disappeared inside her. He tightened his grip on her hips then and began to pump his hips steadily, plunging his cock in and out of her. The sound of slapping flesh and pleasured groans filled the room. Brooklyn was somewhat relieved that he couldn't really see Malibu under Delilah. He closed his eyes and settled into his rhythm, grunting with pleasure with every other thrust.

He froze however when he suddenly felt hot flesh brush against the underside of his cock. He opened his eyes and pulled out of Delilah, and there was Malibu's own hard cock near her entrance.

"I can handle you both." Delilah said with a smirk as she looked over her shoulder at Brooklyn.

With his cock hard and more than halfway to orgasm, Brooklyn was wild with arousal and didn't care. He just wanted to cum. "Hell with it." he muttered. He grabbed Malibu's cock and guided his tip to Delilah's entrance before grabbing his own and pressed their heads together. With his hand around both their cocks he pressed them into Delilah's tunnel. The three of them groaned, Brooklyn and Malibu with pleasure and Delilah with a mix of pain.

"I can handle it." Delilah reassured Malibu when he gripped her arm.

Brooklyn pressed ahead, releasing their cocks and letting Malibu take his own initiative. He returned his hands to Delilah's hips, groaning and the increased tightness as he pressed deeper. Malibu's hot and hard flesh felt surprisingly good against his, and he shuddered as he felt his clone's glans grind down the length of his cock. Malibu pressed his hips upward, gripping Delilah's ass, and the males sunk deeper into her pussy together. Brooklyn felt his balls brush again Malibu's as they hilted themselves as deep as they could in her. He didn't care, and let them press together as they waited for a few heartbeats, letting Delilah adjust.

Brooklyn was the first to move. He began thrusting in earnest, a growl building in his chest as his cock slid over Malibu's inside Delilah. Then Malibu began to thrust too, though his movements were more limited. The feeling of Malibu's glans grinding over the underside of his cock threatened to tip him over the edge.

Brooklyn lowered himself down onto Delilah's back, reaching around to cup her tits in his hands. He looked around her head, his beak pressed against the side of her neck, down at Malibu. He was panting with pleasure, and he grinned up at Brooklyn. Brooklyn grinned back.

Delilah cried out and shuddered, orgasm overtaking her. Brooklyn clutched her tight against him, cursing when he felt her pussy clamp and spasm around the two cocks inside her. It was too much for Brooklyn. "Here's your big moment." he growled, his eyes beginning to burn white as he tipped over the edge.

Brooklyn gave a couple more thrusts and then hilted himself into Delilah with a snarl. His cock pulsed and throbbed as it began to fire his virile seed into Delilah. Brooklyn's heart thundered in his chest as rope after rope spurred from his body. Malibu cursed under him, and Brooklyn thought he was cumming too. But Malibu continued his thrusting, and the pressure of his glans thrusting against his cock lengthened Brooklyn's pleasure and encouraged his cock to spurt harder.

A few heartbeats later, Brooklyn was spent and panting and made to pull out of Delilah to let Malibu finish. The green gargoyle gripped his shoulder though, shaking his head. "Stay." he rasped. Brooklyn nodded and released Delilah's breasts and held himself up to take some weight off of her. His arms quivered but held. He backed out of Delilah just a little, and Malibu grunted as he got to enjoy the sensation of Brooklyn's glans pressing against his shaft. Brooklyn groaned at the over stimulation but remained still.

Brooklyn watched as Malibu's eyes flashed white and his beak twisted in a snarl. The green gargoyle hilted himself within his mate and quivered as Delilah cooed over him encouragingly. With his sack resting on Malibu's, he felt his clone's sack tighten. Brooklyn cursed too as he suddenly felt the vein on the underside of Malibu's shaft bulge and pulse against his own cock as seed coursed through it. Brooklyn bucked his hips, grinding his cock against Malibu's as he came.

When the white glow faded from Malibu's eyes and he was left panting Brooklyn finally pushed himself upright and pulled out of Delilah, eliciting a moan from her. When his shaft pulled free he found his red flesh thoroughly smeared with white seed, presumably his own from Malibu's thrusting. More cum spilled from Delilah's tunnel and over the base of Malibu's cock and over his balls. Brooklyn sat back on his haunches, wondering how much of that cum running over Malibu's balls was his own. It was all his he supposed, they were clones after all.

He pushed the thought from his mind and collapsed onto his back beside Malibu, resting through his post-orgasm glow and letting his eyes lid. Malibu gave a couple more weak thrusts into his mate before she sat upright. Brooklyn opened his eyes when Malibu cursed under his breath and he glanced over. Delilah had pulled herself off Malibu's cock, and more cum dripped free from her to fall over Malibu's green shaft.

"Hey, don't lose all of that now. The whole point of this was to get that in you." Brooklyn said wryly.

"Oh, you can make more." Delilah replied with a grin, waving him off.

Malibu grasped his cock with a hand and stroked himself slowly, smearing white seed over his shaft. "I take it you like males a bit." Brooklyn said, watching. Some of that cum had to be his own.

Brooklyn's clone looked over at him as Delilah slid down the bed and lowered her head to his crotch. "You don't?" he asked. It was a genuine question.

Brooklyn rested his head back and stared up at the ceiling as Delilah began to lick the seed from Malibu's shaft. "Guess I never thought about it much." Brooklyn replied. His mind wandered to Claw, and the feelings he felt growing in his chest. "Yeah, I guess I do."

Brooklyn felt the weight on the bed shift and he looked down when he felt a tongue against his softening shaft. Delilah was there, licking up the white fluids from his red flesh. His body responded, and his length began to grow erect again, eliciting a smile from Delilah. Malibu shifted too then, rolling over and sidling up beside his mate while Brooklyn watched. Delilah pulled away to give Malibu space as he tentatively extended his tongue and licked up Brooklyn's length. Brooklyn blinked, watching with held breath as a male touched him like never before. That breath quickly left his chest when Malibu parted his beak and took his cock into his mouth and bobbed his head up and down. Delilah moved in again to lick at his balls, but his eyes stayed on his clone. Aside from the difference in color it was like watching himself suck his cock.

Brooklyn groaned as Malibu released his shaft and his tongue glided up his length and over his glans. Delilah licked at his cock as well, their tongues dancing together over Brooklyn's red flesh. Brooklyn extended his hands and rested them both on their heads, watching as the couple pleasured him, male and female together. They took turns taking him into their mouths and sucking him while bobbing their heads up and down.

Brooklyn watched as Malibu bobbed his head over his cock with growing desire. For a moment, he considered grabbing Malibu and taking him as Brooklyn had seen male gargoyles take other males. But that wasn't why he was here, and he didn't want to risk overstepping his bounds.

"Looks like you're ready for round two." Delilah commented with a smile while her mate continued to bob his head over Brooklyn's cock.

"I guess." Brooklyn murmured in reply, a little too caught up in Malibu's muzzle to care if she traded places with her mate.

She did, however, when Malibu finally came up for air. He sidled away while Delilah straddled Brooklyn's hips with a devilish smile. Her pussy still dripped with Brooklyn's and Malibu's combined loads, and Brooklyn watched as white fluid dripped from her lips onto his balls and hard shaft. She didn't wait for him, instead grabbing his maleness and pressing his tip to her entrance and letting herself slide down onto him. They both groaned, Brooklyn's eyes closing for a moment as he felt that slick heat envelope his member. She slid down until their hips met and Brooklyn's entire length was buried in her. He reached up and stroked up her thighs, to her waist and then down again, where he felt something brush against one of his hands.

He opened his eyes to find Malibu on his knees beside his mate, engrossed in a kiss with her. When their lips parted they shared a smile. Her hand gripped Malibu's shoulder for balance as she began to raise and lower herself, riding Brooklyn's cock. It wasn't long before the sound of wet slapping of flesh filled the room. Brooklyn's eyes traveled from Delilah's bouncing tits down to where he penetrated her. His cock was growing more and more smeared with white as Delilah moved, gravity working with his glans to let the cum in her run down over his cock, out, and over his balls.

Malibu's eyes were on that too as he stroked his hard shaft feverishly. With his mind in a haze of pleasure, and driven by arousal, Brooklyn didn't think. His hand left Delilah's thigh and pushed Malibu's hand away so he could wrap it around his clone's cock. Malibu turned to look at him as Brooklyn felt another male's hardness under his fingers, feeling a powerful heartbeat through the hot flesh. Nobody said anything as Brooklyn began to stroke him, a bit awkwardly at first, but Malibu made it a bit easier by turning a bit more towards him. The sound of their panting and moans of pleasure continued, adding to the wet slap of flesh.

With his hands freed, Malibu put them to work on his mate, stroking her clit as his other arm encircled her and clutched at one breast while his tongue caressed the other. Brooklyn gripped her thigh with one hand while the other continued to pump Malibu's cock as quickly as he could.

Delilah was the first to hit her peak. She gasped and cried out, visibly shuddering in pleasure. Her legs squeezed Brooklyn's hips on either side as they tried to contract together, and Brooklyn felt her tunnel spasming heavily around his maleness. He groaned at the intense stimulation. He began to thrust his hips up into her, as she had stopped her riding, unable to continue through the spasmic contractions of her orgasm. Brooklyn had to release Malibu's cock and gripped Delilah's waist in both hands as he thrust upward again and again, desperate to release the seed he felt surging up his cock.

Brooklyn's eyes burned white as he felt his seed reach his tip, and then with a snarl he thrusted up one more time and pulled Delilah down onto him. He felt his cock throb, and then the spurts of release came. He looked up at Delilah as he bred her, pumping his hot cum into her tunnel.

Malibu had returned his hand to his cock when Brooklyn's left it, and was stroking himself vigorously. Brooklyn was still unloading into Delilah when Malibu groaned and thrust into his hand and ropes of white fluid spurted from his cock. Brooklyn felt them land as lines of liquid heat across his flexing abdomen and he lowered his eyes from Delilah's breasts to where his clone unloaded onto him.

Then Brooklyn was left spent and panting, resting back on the bed while looking up at Malibu and Delilah as they kissed passionately. After a few moments, Delilah pulled off Brooklyn and collapsed onto the bed beside him. Brooklyn's cock was left standing firmly upright, and thoroughly coated white with his own and Malibu's cum, dripping down his shaft to its base and over his balls.

"Thank you, Brooklyn, for all your hard work." Delilah said with a coy smile from beside him, stroking over her belly. "I'm sure it will take with no problems, but I hope you're not opposed to coming back to try again if necessary."

"Or even if not necessary." Malibu added. The light blue gargoyle leaned himself closer, and dipped his cock head into the pool of spent seed on Brooklyn's abdomen and smeared the white fluid over his red abs. "Seems you like males after all."

Brooklyn nodded, though his thoughts weren't on this male in the room with him, but another. "Yeah, maybe I do."