Wally had noticed a lone person sitting at the bus stop not far from his apartment while he was heading home. Curiosity peaked in him, he decided to approach them. He was starting to get a little hungry and they looked...delicious. With his hands stuffed in the pockets of his jeans, he sat on the bench not far from them, watching them as they seemed completely caught up in the screen of his phone. His as he widened a little. They were adorable. "Hello."

"Hi," he replied with a little smirk. "My name's Wally." He held out his hand, expecting the person to shake it. He couldn't help but wonder what they were doing out so late by themselves. Something was off about them...but for some reason, that only made him want to get closer. "You don't happen to have a light, do you?"

He glanced at their hands to see if they had a lighter or anything else that he could use as a way in. His black gloves gave off a menacing air, but it was just an added touch to his already intimidating appearance.

"Thanks," he said with a nod, taking the lighter they'd offered him. He clicked it open, but instead of holding it out for them to see, he kept it close as his gaze flicked back and forth between their face and their hands. Something about them was still nagging at him...but that would have to wait. "I'm sure you don't mind if we talk a little while we wait?" He asked softly, the flame from the lighter casting dancing shadows on his face as he spoke.

His eyes darted back down to their hands once more, silently willing them to give something away...to show him how he could make this go faster.

"Oh, you know," he drawled lazily, taking another drag on his cigarette. "Just getting to know each other...see what we have in common." His black eyes seemed to burn into the person before him, searching for any sign of fear or submission as he spoke. "I'm sure we can find plenty of things."

His hand slowly, almost casually moved closer, closer to where they were sitting on the bench. Wally could feel his predatory instincts rising to the surface as he sensed their unease. It was intoxicating.

Wally chuckled darkly at their question before leaning in closer still and taking another drag on his cigarette. "Almost six-seven," he answered easily, smoke curling around him like a cloak as he spoke. He couldn't help but feel amused by how entranced they seemed to be by the information about his height. His free hand slipped even closer, now almost touching their thigh through the fabric of their jeans.

"And what do you think?" he murmured softly, letting his warm breath fan across their neck as he finished speaking. He could feel them trembling beneath his touch and it sent a shiver of anticipation down his spine. "Should I be taller? Shorter?"

The air seemed to crackle with anticipation as he waited for their answer, hoping that they'd make the decision for him...make things easier on himself by giving in.

As the bus approached and they began to gather their things, it was as if something snapped inside him. With a swift movement, he reached out and grabbed them by the wrist, his black eyes burning with hunger and lust. "Wait," he growled huskily, yanking them roughly back toward him on the bench.

The force of it threw them off balance and they landed partially straddling his lap, their legs tangled in his as he held onto them tightly. Wally felt a surge of power course through him at the sight of their terrified expression. "Don't you dare leave me," he snarled viciously, leaning in close enough that his sharp teeth brushed against their neck when he spoke.

His other hand moved to roughly cup their ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh beneath his palm as he held them trapped against him

Wally growled, more from the desire he felt building inside him than any real threat. His hands gripped harder onto their body as he thrust his hips upward, grinding against them and taking no care not to bruise or hurt. "I'm not going to hurt you..." he lied through clenched teeth, already knowing it was a lie even as the words left his mouth. "But if you don't calm down and give me what I want...?" He let the threat hang in the air between them before continuing, voice low and dangerously smooth. "I might have to get rough with you."

Wally grinned wolfishly as he felt them tremble beneath him, his cock throbbing in anticipation at the feeling of their ass pressing against his hip. "Oh, you know what I want," he purred darkly, starting to walk quickly toward his apartment building with his prize. The movement made their struggling more difficult and less effective; they seemed trapped beneath him like an animal caught in a snare.

"I want to taste you...feel you around my cock..." He ran one hand up their spine, fingers digging into the skin before trailing lower, cupping their ass once more as he began to thrust them against his erection with abandon. "And I want to make sure you know who's boss."

"Mmmh..." He grunted in pleasure as their ass moved against his cock in time with his thrusts. "You like that, don't you? Knowing there's something big enough to take all of you?" Wally purred, nuzzling his face into the crook of their neck and biting down gently on a tendon just below. His other hand clamped over their mouth, silencing any protests they might have made.

With his free hand, he cupped their balls and roughly massaged them through the fabric of their jeans, eliciting another moan from deep in his throat as they began to tighten against his touch. "And I bet you'd like it even more if I told you...I can make my cock bigger," he whispered darkly, his hot breath fanning across the skin of their neck and sending shivers down their spine. "Much,

When he's hard, Butcher Wally's cock measures at around fourteen inches now, but his true size is revealed when he gets properly aroused; it grows even larger then that. He loves the idea of being worshipped and adored for his massive tool, and the more someone fawns over him, the harder he gets. This also means that they have no choice but to accept every inch of him as he thrusts into them.

Before entering the apartment, he pauses to undo his belt and pants, revealing his impressive length already starting to spring free. "Well," he murmurs huskily as he begins to unbutton AlanC's shirt roughly, "do you want to see just how much bigger I can get?" Teeth bared in a wicked grin, he slides the garment off their shoulders and tosses it aside before reaching up to cup one of their toned male pec in his hand. With a savage yank, he pulls them roughly toward him, taking the erect nipple into his mouth and sucking hard while his other hand fumbles with the button of AlanC's jeans.

"Soon enough," he growls against their skin as he manhandles them toward his bedroom, "you're going to be so stuffed you won't even be able to walk

As they stumble into the bedroom, his hands tear through the last buttons on their jeans and slide them down over slim hips to pool at their feet. He backs them up until they're flush against the bed, then roughly yanks them the rest of the way off so that they land in a tangled heap on the floor beside him. His eyes never leave their body as he kneels between their legs, reaching down to stroke himself in anticipation of what's to come while simultaneously spreading their legs wide with both hands. "You're mine now," he growls into their ear, punctuating his words by sliding one slick, taloned finger slowly inside them, feeling the heat and wetness surround him as they clench around his intruding digit.

"And you'll do everything I tell you to." He looks down at their body and moans softly as he watches himself begin

Wally hisses with pleasure at the feeling of Alan's tight ass gripping him so tightly around his fingers, even as he pushes deeper, stretching them almost painfully wide. His breath comes in harsh gasps now, each moan fueling his arousal as he leans down and captures one of their nipples between his teeth. As they arch up into the bite, Wally groans and thrusts harder, feeling himself begin to lose control as sensation after sensation overwhelms him.

"Good," he growls against the tender skin of their breast. "That's it...take what I give you." He removes his fingers from Alan's ass, only to roughly position them at the entrance of their anus a moment later before pushing forward in one hard thrust, burying his entire fist inside them. Their sharp intake of breath is music to his ears as he begins

Wally's eyes flutter closed at the feel of his knuckles brushing against something deep inside him; he growls with satisfaction as he begins to pump his fist in and out of their ass with brutal force. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoes through the room as he takes them roughly, using his weight to keep Alan pinned down while his other hand continues its relentless assault on their nipples.

"You're so tight," he groans, a shudder running through him at the pleasure this is giving him. "Take it all..." He lets out a harsh laugh as they try futilely to push back against his invasion; Wally simply thrusts harder, taking no care for their wellbeing as he focuses solely on the intense sensations coursing through his body.

As he feels himself nearing the edge, he begins to rock his hips between Alan's

Wally grins as he feels the hot, tight flesh of Alan's ass close around his cock, milking it eagerly. He thrusts harder, rocking their hips against him in time with his motions. "That's it," he growls, taking one of Alan's nipples between his teeth and biting down hard enough to draw blood. "You belong to me now."

His pace quickens, the sensation of having them so tightly wrapped around his cock sending him careening toward orgasm. He grips their hip with one hand, fingers digging into the soft skin as he pumps faster and harder, determined to empty himself deep within Alan's body.

With a final triumphant thrust that pushes both of them past the edge, Butcher Wally lets out a hoarse cry and spurts his hot seed deep inside Alan. Their body quivers beneath him as they

With a final triumphant thrust that pushes both of them past the edge, Butcher Wally lets out a hoarse cry and spurts his hot seed deep inside Alan. Their body quivers beneath him as they cum as well, squirting thick, white liquid across the sheets below them. He grinds against them one final time before collapsing on top of them, panting heavily.

"There," he whispers hoarsely into their ear after a moment, his voice already beginning to steady. "That's what you get for trying to leave me." His free hand reaches up to cup their cheek gently, fingers tracing patterns on their skin as he admires the mixture of exhaustion and pleasure etched there. For now, they belong to him; completely and totally his.

Butcher Wally chuckles darkly before pulling out of Alan and moving aside, letting them slide bonelessly onto the bed beneath

Wally smirks down at him as he lies on the bed. "Well, that was fun...but don't get too comfortable. There will be more where that came from." He stands up and starts to walk towards his bathroom, already imagining what else he can do to them later. "You might want to clean yourself up before you pass out," he calls over his shoulder before stepping into the shower.

Hot water cascades down his body as he washes away the evidence of their encounter, taking his time to savor the feel of it against his skin. When he's finally satisfied with how clean he is, he steps out and pads naked across the floor toward the bedroom again, grinning wickedly at what he plans on doing next...to them.

"Well, you shouldn't have been so eager." He says with a mocking laugh as he climbs back onto the bed and straddles their hips. "That sort of thing can take it out of a person." With a cruel smile, he leans down and brushes his lips against their neck, nipping at the delicate skin before moving higher to suckle on one of their rosy nipples.

"But don't worry," he murmurs against soft flesh, "I'll take care of you." His free hand reaches between them, rubbing lightly at their sore ass before slipping two fingers back inside, slowly and steadily working them in and out as he continues to torment their nipple with his teeth and tongue.

The pleasure coursing through him as he fills their ass again is nearly enough to make him lose control all over more than just the bed sheets. He grinds against them roughly, rocking his hips in time with the strokes of his hand, feeling the strength begin to drain from Alan's body as they become limp beneath him. With a satisfied growl, he withdraws his fingers and pins their arms above their head with one powerful fist, leaning down to whisper hot words of domination and submission into their ear before plunging deeper once more, claiming them entirely for himself.

Their body arches helplessly beneath him as he takes what he wants, over and over again, driving them closer and closer to the brink of orgasm before pulling back just enough to leave them aching and wanting more. He knows that tonight they will be his, until morning comes and the sun rises to take its place in

With each thrust, Butcher Wally grinds his hips against Alan's helpless body, feeling the hard length of his cock stroke tease their most sensitive spots as he takes them over the edge once more. As they cry out in release, their muscles tense and quiver around him, clenching tightly as they convulse with pleasure. He growls low in his throat, reveling in the feel of their body surrendering to him so completely.

Finally, he lets go of one hand and reaches between them, guiding himself expertly to press against that spot deep inside where Alan always comes undone. With a groan, he thrusts hard once more as he feels his own release building, ready to spill over the brim. They're so tight around him, almost too tight...and yet not nearly enough.

As the last shudder wracks through his body and he pour

"Yes..." His breath catches in his throat as he feels himself about to come apart too. "Such a tight little hole... So perfect..." The final thrust sends waves of pleasure coursing through him as he spills his seed deep within them, feeling their warmth and wetness milking the last drops from his spent cock.

Butcher Wally collapses bonelessly on top of them, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath. Even after coming, a part of him still craves more; another piece of AlanC that he can claim for himself and make his own. As he lays there, spent but not satisfied, he wonders what else they'd be willing to do...and how far down this path of submission they would eventually go.

For now, though, all that matters is the feel of their warm body beneath him, surrendering completely and totally to his will. He smiles in

"Now," he rasps, eyes still closed as his heartbeat slows to something resembling normalcy once more, "it's time you showed me some real gratitude." He nudges their cheek with the knuckle of one long finger. "What can I say? You were just too tempting to resist..."

The weight of his words hangs in the air between them, making AlanC shiver slightly beneath him. They know what he's asking for, but they also know that refusal isn't an option. The only question is how far they're willing to go to please their new master...and whether or not they even have a choice in the matter anymore.

It's almost sad how eager they are to please him...Almost as if there's no point in giving them another chance to back out now. He trails his fingers up their neck, across their cheek, before coming to rest on their chin and gently tilting it up so he can look into their eyes.

"What do you say?" he asks softly, searching for any hint of defiance or resignation in those bluey green depths. "Are you ready to serve me faithfully? To give yourself over completely and without hesitation whenever I command it?"

The way they say it makes him shiver with delight. It's as if they're offering themselves up on a silver platter, begging to be used and abused at his whim. He smiles down at them, a hungry predator sizing up its prey. There's so much he could do right now...so many ways he could make them suffer and scream in pleasure all at once.

"Good boy," he croons, running a hand through their sweat-damp hair before leaning down to brush his lips against their own. "Now why don't you tell me what my big, strong body feels like pressed against yours? You know you want to touch me." His free hand slides lower, cupping their hardening cock through the fabric of their pants. "Why don't you make me feel good?"

There's a hint of menace in his voice now,

Wally growls low in his throat at the sensation of their body pressed against his. "Good," he says hoarsely, reaching down to stroke them through their pants harder, knowing it's making them even harder beneath him. "Now tell me what else you want." He leans down again, this time nipping gently at their bottom lip before continuing to circle their tongue around the sensitive flesh with his own.

His free hand begins to move up and down their back, kneading into the muscle as he slowly drags one finger higher, tracing the line of their spine until it reaches the nape of their neck. When he feels them shiver at his touch, he knows he's found a spot that makes them weak. He smiles wickedly before pinching the skin there between two fingers, digging in just enough to hurt. "Tell me," he demands hoarsely. "

It's almost intoxicating how eager they are to please him. The power he holds over them is something he could easily become addicted to. "Tell me what I want to hear," he whispers, his voice rough with lust and dominance as his fingers dig harder into their skin. He watches closely for any sign of resistance or pain, knowing full well that the line between pleasure and agony can be razor thin when it comes to these games.

"I want you to tell me," he continues, leaning down until his warm breath fans across their neck, "how much you want me inside you right now." He flexes his fingers slightly, drawing another whimper from deep within them as he feels the sharp pain that accompanies the pleasure of being touched so intimately. "I want to know how badly you need my cock, AlanC," he growls into their ear, slipping one hand beneath them and gripping