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Chapter 3 - Movie Night

By Aurem

The room was bustling with activity. The sun had only sunken below the horizon a few minutes ago and everyone was already as active as if they had had a pot of coffee each. Mutt was amused at this, knowing that if he hadn’t gotten up hours ago that he would easily be mistaken as still asleep by all of the gargoyles.

“When will we start!?” Lex enthused, jumping around the room. His small form dodged between the others with an enthusiastic glee, right on the edge of tripping everyone else up. Brooklyn rolled his eyes at the antics while Hudson chuckled under his breath as he dropped into his familiar armchair.

Broadway grabbed Lexington as he passed, holding the small gargoyle under one arm, his other occupied by tubs of snacks. It made for quite the funny image and Mutt ‘watched’ it all happen as he lay on the floor near Bronx. The two ferals were the most sedate of everyone.

“Calm down.” Goliath ordered/suggested in his deep voice. “We will begin soon, but if you trip someone then it will be longer.”

“Sorry Goliath.” Lex apologized as he was placed on the floor. As soon as the leader’s back was turned he hopped over to the TV, rechecking the cables and making sure that everything was in place.

Mutt shook his head lightly in amusement. If he had them, he would have been rolling his eyes. Times like this really meant a lot to him, though. He’d gone out a few times in the last week to help the detective with cases involving children but he always came back here. It was a home now. Something he had really been missing since Grandpa Max had passed away. And family.

Stretching out his front paws lead to a subtle popping of his spine, releasing any tension from his body. He was almost tempted to stay stretched out on the dog bed and luxuriate in that feeling, but instead continued getting up. Back legs first, leaving front legs outstretched to get a nice curve on the way up and then pulling the thicker forward limbs back to support his weight. Mutt yawned and then trotted over to sit next to Hudson’s chair, head tilted towards the older male.

The others settled down in place as the movie they had been setting up started. Mutt could hear the telltale Disney start up tune, but had no idea which one it was as no one had mentioned the title. Not being able to watch the animation put a slight damper on enjoying a movie, but the sound was still nice.

Hudson’s hand rested itself on his head as the movie truly began, distracting him from it completely. The clawed fingers rubbed through short fur and stroked at the skin beneath, leaving Mutt to let out a pleased rumble that was too low for most in the room to hear.

“Guess this isn’t too interesting for you, eh?” Hudson commented, voice low enough that he could probably not hear himself. Mutt guessed it was a benefit of knowing another with enhanced senses. Little private conversations.

He nodded slightly under the roaming hand. Hudson responded by tugging softly on the newly added collar Mutt wore, leading him around to the front of the chair. Mutt’s head was guided into the older male’s lap where both hands rested on him, fingers slowly digging down through the fur and stroking him.

Mutt relaxed, limbs giving out helplessly and his added weight making the armchair rock a little. This was real petting and he could never get enough of it. Hudson pet with just enough force to tug on his fur just right and the nails trailed against his skin. Relaxing like this was something he could only really imagine until recently. Not too hard, not too light. Really, why would he choose to go to anyone else in the room.

Hudson hummed lightly as he watched the movie. It was a bit childish but he supposed that was the way it was supposed to feel. Whimsical would perhaps be a better word. Enough so that he could just peripherally watch it to keep up.

“I think you’re probably the one enjoying movie night the most.” he murmurs, sliding one hand down to Mutt’s chin and scratching there. His thumb trails up, tracing the thicker black lower lip. Mutt’s only reply to him is to let his tongue loll out a little, dryly licking his thumb.

A slow readjustment and Mutt’s head was resting on his pudgy belly. Hudson trails his fingers down Mutt’s neck and then back up, pulling lightly with the friction on his fingers. Watching Mutt just give in and relax was nice. It made him relax too, and with his age that was appreciated. Certainly another soul that enjoyed taking things as they came.

Hudson’s eyes trailed down the fur he’d shifted out of place and to the gills on Mutt’s neck. The being’s sense of smell was strong enough to act as if he had vision and he definitely reacted to them when they were hot and bothered. Perhaps, this time, it could be put to a more... relaxed use?

A quick flick of the fingers and a widening of his legs was all it took to have his loincloth pushed aside and his cock and balls up, resting against the gills on Mutt’s right side. Mutt twitched at the change but when Hudson didn’t push or pull again he relaxed. Immediately he began breathing deeper and Hudson could feel each breath against his sensitive leathery skin.

“Good boy, getting my scent.” he whispers. Hudson’s eyes drifted back up, watching the movie for a bit as they were both content to continue like this, relaxed yet intimate. He started tracing patterns from the movie onto Mutt’s head and neck earning a huff of humor from the feral.

None of the others had noticed, engaged as they were with snacks and the animations dancing across the screen. Hudson smirked at that. A little less focus and this would have probably turned into an orgy night instead of a movie night. These boys were always so eager to use Mutt to get off.

Noticing that he’d started to get an erection from these thoughts he had to turn his accusations of horniness on himself. Another glance around to confirm, and Hudson grinned. He placed a palm on Mutt’s forehead and pushed lightly, giving a silent order that was immediately followed. Mutt moved his head down and rested his legs on the floor, slow and quiet. Hudson lifted his loincloth next and Mutt moved in, wrapping those lips he’d thumbed earlier around the thick shaft.

There wasn’t a single noise to give away the game as Mutt sank his head down, opening his lips again to take in Hudson’s balls as well before settling. Hudson slid himself down in the chair to get comfortable then settled his loincloth over Mutt’s head.

The tongue slid over and under his package, wetting it and then gliding against the skin. Mutt started slowly, tasting it all and teasing. Hudson was hard pressed not to moan at the treatment. His cock was already throbbing and the pleasure was great. Slowly petting Mutt just encouraged him further, suckling and lapping away at the cock in his mouth.

It was only a few minutes before Mutt shifted, pressing Hudson’s hips up a little with his blunt head. The long alien tongue slid out, massaging the taint, and then going lower. Hudson squirmed as the warm muscle hit his ass, easily spreading his cheeks wide. He no longer paid any attention to the others, just breathing and petting Mutt. His cock and balls inside the wide maw, his ass being penetrated by something so thick and worked hard. It took all his attention to simply relax into the treatment.

Mutt smirked and went harder, pressing in, swallowing, pulling out, pushing the back of his tongue up. Hudson was putty in his metaphorical hands and he was enjoying himself. Being in control of the pacing, even if he was still bottoming, felt good. He felt that if he did it now, he could even get the old gargoyle to bend over for him. A heady feeling indeed.

Both were startled from their focus by the other’s voices picking up. Glancing at the screen showed Hudson that the movie had ended, credits rolling and the others were now moving around. As they noticed him and Mutt he could see a few loincloths tent up.

“I call next!” Brooklyn yelled, licking his lips at the sight as his loincloth was already getting tugged aside. The other younger gargoyles looked eager to follow suit but Hudson waved a hand to stop them.

“Now now, Let Mutt have his own fun for the night. Movie didn’t do much for him!” Hudson told the others off, almost stuttering in the middle as Mutt’s tongue shoved deep up his ass, forcing him to buck into the gulping throat.

Being unrestricted by being stealthy worked towards the alien’s advantage. With a loud gulp, he tugged Hudson deep into his throat, massaging the shaft as he flexed his tongue to rub the balls laying on it before slamming the tip of his tongue deep up the gargoyle ass.

The others filtered out of the room with whined complaints, watching as Hudson started writhing and bucking in pleasure because of Mutt working the old man over.

Hudson grabbed the back of Mutt’s head and ground his hips back and forth, unaware of if he was trying to thrust or push back. The feral’s anatomy was allowing him to drive Hudson crazy in pleasure.

“Fuck, so close!” Hudson huffed, barely able to get the words out as he arched his back, moaning and twitching as his orgasm overcame him. Mutt eagerly buried his tongue deep and gulped, milking Hudson until he went limp.

He pulled back slowly, savoring the taste until he could smack his lips. Hudson could only pant, armchair fully back, his hips off the seat cushion. Mutt nuzzled in, widening the older male’s stance, nudging his spent cock and barely getting a twitch.

Well, this was a nice position... Mutt stood, his large knotted cock dripping and twitching as he jumped up, ready for the night’s entertainment to really begin.