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Midnight in the big city. A time of relative peace and quiet, compared to the middle of the day. A time for lovers and dreamers to become inspired. A time for criminals and other unsavories to ply their trade and create mayhem. A very mixed bag, when good and evil engaged in their fiercest combat.

Best of all, it was HIS time.

Serrin leaned against a building, next to a dark alleyway, a wide smile on his face. There was nothing like the night to make him feel alive, make him feel like the king of the world. Just like his feral cousins, bats who made their homes in caves and flew at night, slumbering and resting during the day...of course, anthro bats like himself were not the same, many of them had made the choice to exist in the same sphere as the ordinary multitudes. Awake during the day, asleep at night...Serrin had nothing against them, but he felt they were missing out. Well, that was their loss.

He was quiet, still as he watched people passing by on the sidewalk. Some of them noticed him and tended to give him a wider berth. Certainly, his appearance could be a bit off-putting - he was a pretty huge specimen, quite tall and broad for a bat, and adorned with a few earrings and a nipple ring, clearly visible on his shirtless body. Wearing only a pair of shorts, most of his body was visible, his muscles and slightly scruffy fur and adornments giving him a bit of a rough appearance. It was also in no small part that he looked alive, awake, aware, unlike most of the walkers who weren't at their freshest and were wary of anyone who seemed so alive.

Serrin didn't mind that. He liked being intimidating, that was a privilege not often granted to bats, who were much more often slim and short. It meant that few people would dare mess with him, a definite benefit at the late hour when some people felt that they had free license to attack random innocents. And he'd freely throw his weight around if he saw someone being attacked, something that had gotten him into rather sticky situations before. He couldn't help it. The night was his time, and he hated when idiots disturbed that.

He'd been stationary for quite some time when the sounds of a commotion made his ears twitch. He couldn't make out anything distinct, but the very presence of a commotion was enough to get him into action. Slowly he started down the walk, towards the source of the activity, and as he walked it became clear that it was coming his way, too, getting louder and clearer by the second.

“Leave me alone!"

“Hey, what's the big idea? We just wanna chat with you."

“I'm not interested in a chat! I told you!"

“Yeah, but we're interested, and when we're interested in something we get what we want. You'd be wise to learn that."

One voice was the protester, and there were at least two people he was arguing with. Serrin suspected it was a gang of no-goodniks, trying to gang up on a single victim...though they didn't sound quite as threatening, he knew that was a front to try to fool anyone who might be listening in and make them think it was just a loud discussion. The bat knew the habits of some of these clowns, he'd heard them more than a few times - he wasn't going to be fooled.

Rounding a corner, he could see the commotion not far in front of him. Four guys surrounding a single, smaller human who was plastered against the wall, looking quite frightened. Serrin didn't recognize him, but he had some familiarity with the gang; this wasn't the first time he'd had a run-in with them. They were bigger than the human, but not as big as Serrin was, and he knew they weren't as bold as they pretended to be when someone pushed back against them. So it was with confidence that he strolled up and approached them from the side, not bothering to be sneaky about it. “You guys at it again? You'd think you'd learn your lesson by now."

All four turned to scowl at him; they remembered him clearly as well. “Buzz off, Serrin, unless you want to get what's coming to this little twit." The leader of the group was a cat, and had about as rotten a personality as it came. The rest of the group consisted of a lizard, a human, and a weasel, who weren't quite as at ease with the bat's presence.

“I think you'll be the ones buzzing off, unless you want to find yourselves in a heap of trouble again. How's the black eye you got from me last time, Patch?"

“Man, we weren't doing nothing, we were just talking," the lizard protested.

“Sure you were, Slick. I'm pretty sure I heard him say he wasn't interested in talking, so maybe you wanna revise that statement?"

“This ain't got nothing to do with you," Patch snarled, taking a step towards Serrin; if there was one member of the crew who was always itching for a scrap, it was him. “Leave, or we'll make you leave."

“I'll leave, with this guy safely in my escort. Otherwise, I think we might have a difference of opinion."

“No deal. Come on guys, let's show him we mean business." But Patch found little support among his compatriots, who all looked between themselves and didn't make a move. They had a bit more restraint and self-preservation than Patch did, and they remembered the thrashings they'd gotten before. When Patch saw his lack of support, he faltered a bit, looking back between them and Serrin as if he was waiting for them to act. Serrin simply raised his fists, smirking down at Patch, daring him to make a move. The bat wasn't stupid, he wasn't going to throw the first blow, but he was going to be ready to counter it.

After a tense moment of standoff, Patch finally seemed to come to his senses, and backed away. “Fine, we'll live the little shit alone. But I'm not gonna forget this!" He turned on his heel and stalked off with the rest of his gang in tow. Serrin could hear him mutter as he left, “way to back me up there, assholes."

“Hey, I don't wanna get my ass kicked again," the human of the group shot back, sounding annoyed. “Maybe if you hadn't made so much noise in the first place…"

Serrin wasn't interested in their continued bickering; instead, he turned to the human they'd been harassing, who was still huddled against the wall but looked visibly more relaxed. Serrin was surprised by how young he looked; eighteen at most, and maybe even not that. “You okay, kid? They didn't hurt you, did they?"

“N-no...thanks, um, Serrin, was it?"

“Yep, that's my name. Yours?"

“Craig." He finally stepped away from the wall, looking in awe up at the bat. Three of him together wouldn't be as large...but he seemed friendly enough, and he had just saved him from that gang. “I...I really owe you. I guess it was stupid of me to walk out here alone at night when I didn't know where I was going…"

“You lost, then?"

“Well, not anymore...I was, but I just got on the right track when they started following me. I'm kinda worried that they'll come back...I can't really fight them off."

“Well, I'll walk with ya then. You won't have to worry with me at your side, most'a the jerks around here know who I am and won't dare tangle with me."

“Wow, thanks. I'm really gonna owe you for this. I hope I'm not causing you too much trouble...it's kind of a bit of a walk."

“Nah, no trouble. I've got nowhere to be, and I enjoy long walks at night. C'mon, let's get going, I'll make sure no one else hassles ya, you just keep me on track." Serrin started walking along the sidewalk, Craig following close behind, still a bit on the timid side but looking more settled than before.

“So I'm guessing you're not around here very often, eh? You don't seem quite like you're savvy to the big city."

“Not really, no...I just moved here, I'm not used to it yet. I guess I'll get there, I'm gonna be around for a while…"

Serrin noted a hint of something in Craig's voice. “Not exactly the way you want it to be, I gather?"

“Erm...well…"

“Don't have to say anything if you don't want to. But sometimes it helps to talk it out, especially with someone who's got no investment in it one way or the other. It's why they have therapists, ya know."

Craig swallowed a bit. “Y-yeah...I guess you're right. Uh...it's just...yeah, I wasn't really looking forward to it...not because I don't like the city, but it's just why I'm here. My parents got a divorce, and...I really didn't want to stay with Mom, she's got, um, issues. But she got the house...so I had to move here with Dad. And he's working a lot, so it's hard to get time with him."

“Yeah, that doesn't help much. Trying to fill the void or something?"

“I...think he's just trying to make a bunch of money so that he doesn't have to worry about finances. He didn't get a lot when they split up, and he really didn't want to worry about us being homeless...I don't think he's going to be like this for long, just until we've got enough to not have to worry. I'm okay with that, don't get me wrong, it's just...it's tough to be alone so much. I don't really have friends here yet..."

“Always a tough thing when you're just starting in a new place. I know that well," Serrin said sympathetically. “It gets better though, you'll make some friends soon enough, it'll just take time. Soon enough you'll have plenty of buddies, and they probably won't be that far away from you...nice thing about the city, everything's pretty close. You got a girlfriend?"

“No...um, I don't think I'd have one anyway...I think I like...uh, guys more…"

“Heh, ain't nothing wrong with that, it's my own preference. Still, most people swing the other way, so I usually just assume. But yeah, there'll be plenty of opportunities for that, too. I think you'll like living in the city, once you're at ease with all the circumstances. It has its ups and downs but I think it's a good experience."

“Yeah, I hope so. I've heard it's more dangerous, though…"

“It can be. You got more people, so you got more bad apples, and they're closer by. But there's also a greater chance people'll hear if you're calling for help. Out in the boonies, even in the suburbs, you're not always gonna be able to scream and have a neighbor rush in. So it kinda evens out."

“Maybe...they don't also have many gangs out there, though. If that had just been one person...I'd've been okay, I think. It was just that there were four of them...even if I could fight one off, the others would get me."

“True, but they're usually more bark than bite. You'll learn how to avoid them, they usually like to make a fuss about territory and such but usually they won't bug you unless you look like a target. And you won't after you've lived here a while…" Serrin trailed off as he realized he was at the entrance to his own alleyway; caught up in chatting with Craig, he'd gone on automatic rather than going in the direction of the youth's place. “Um...I don't think this was where we were supposed to go." He turned to Craig, looking a little perplexed. “Sorry, force of habit...but why didn't you say something?"

“Oh...um, I guess I was just...kind of engrossed with talking with you…" Craig averted his gaze, but Serrin could see his blush, and broke out into a grin again.

“Or were you checking me out?"

“Um...I'm sorry…"

“Don't be. I like being checked out...great to know I can still turn heads. I'm guessing you've never done much more than that, have you?"

“No, I...I haven't. But, um, you did kind of save me...and I feel like I should do something for you in return…"

“Heh...might wanna be careful, thinking like that could get you caught up with some guys you might regret getting caught up with." Serrin regarded Craig silently for a moment. “You legal, kid?"

“Huh? Oh, uh...yeah, I am. Promise."

“You sure? I don't wanna get caught buggering someone too young."

Craig's heartbeat quickened; that sounded promising, and frightening all at the same time. “I turned 18 last month. It's 17 here, I remember from one of my classes at school."

“Heh, guess it's both of our lucky day today. You get to ride the ride and I get to break in a virgin." Serrin turned and looked around, checking out the scene...it was quiet, empty, no one seemed to be around. “Wouldn't normally do this, but I'm feelin' adventurous...wanna just do it in the alley here?"

“Just...r-right here?"

“Well, we'd go in a ways at least, but yeah, pretty much. I mean, if that's a problem-"

“No, it's not a problem! Just...what if someone catches us?"

“Ain't many people around here this time of night, but even if it happens, they'll probably just steer clear. You don't get involved when a guy my size is going to town, unless they're hearing sounds of resistance. And if you're makin' those, then something's gone really wrong. Besides, the cops don't give a shit, so long as you're not bothering anyone else."

It was still slightly anxiety-provoking, but Craig would've done just about anything to get a piece of the bat at this point. He'd had a brief relationship with another kid at his old school, but they'd never gotten past their mutual awkwardness to do anything physical. To say he had been wanting was putting it lightly...and his tastes definitely were in the direction of what the bat had to provide. So what if he was a total stranger and they were practically out in public? Saying no now would have been too painful...and if he was being honest with himself, those were actually kind of exciting aspects in a way. “Okay, I'm fine with that, then."

“Nice." Serrin flashed him a grin and beckoned him into the alleyway. “C'mon, let's get this show on the road...don't wanna be keeping you too late out here."

Swallowing and nodding, Craig followed Serrin into the alleyway. It was definitely darker with the buildings blocking out some of the lights from the street, but not so dark that he couldn't see Serrin...and by extension, they could be seen by someone passing by. He wondered what would happen if they did...Serrin seemed assured that nothing would, but was that really true? Maybe he was waiting to ambush Craig with a gang of other men waiting for a piece of him...he wasn't sure whether that idea was scary or hot.

“Think you're a bit overdressed for what we're doing, don't you?" Serrin's chuckling remark snapped him back to attention, and he blushed a bit. He was definitely more covered than the bat, who seemed to be in no rush to rid himself of his shorts...in fact, he was looking rather expectantly at Craig, waiting to see what he was going to get. His eagerness, in spite of everything else, became quickly evident as he shucked off his shoes and socks, tossing them off to the side. He was about to tear off his shirt when he felt Serrin's hand on him. “Whoa, easy there. Ain't a time limit, go at your own pace."

Craig nodded; his throat felt a bit dry and tight, the emotions getting the better of him a bit. He slowed down his disrobing, keeping everything intact though still not wasting time, his shirt hitting the ground next to his footwear. He slowed a bit as he came to his shorts, having rarely shown anyone his body in less than this...but it was a brief hesitation, and a few seconds later they too were off, dropping down his legs. The lump in his boxers was only too obvious, making him turn redder than ever...before he could make a move on them, he felt a big hand grope him through the thin fabric, making him gasp and shudder as a jolt of pleasure hit him.

“You really are eager, eh? Guess the feeling's mutual, though…"

Serrin's fingers found the waistband of Craig's boxers and dragged them down, revealing his erection to the night air. It was pretty average size, about what he'd expected; not that it was a big deal, he had a feeling Craig wasn't planning on doing much with it. He let the garment fall down the young man’s legs, then straightened up and undid his own as Craig stepped out of them, fully exposed. He could see those eyes widen as they drank him in, very much enjoying the sight of his body...Serrin couldn't help but be a bit turned on by that, he liked it a lot when they couldn't tear their gaze away. And Craig was about to have another treat for his vision, as Serrin pulled his shorts down unceremoniously, revealing that he'd gone commando - and that he was getting pretty excited as well.

Craig could hardly believe what he was seeing. The bat was hung - easily packing double what he had in all dimensions, if not more. Objectively huge, but it seemed to fit just right on his strong, chiseled body. Deep red, jutting from a furry sheath, slick and slimy with fluid, pointed at the end but getting much bigger very quickly, it was quite a departure from anything he'd ever seen...and he was already thinking he liked it more.

“Hope it won't bother you, but I ain't got any condoms on me. Can promise you I'm clean, though, I don't sleep around that much and I get tested when I do."

Craig nodded, almost a bit too quickly. He'd always been taught about the importance of safety, but he wasn't about to give up his first crack at losing his virginity over something like that. “Th-that's fine...I'm good with going without."

“Heh...probably don't want to make too much of a habit of that. Though, it ain't my business whether you do or not." It was perhaps a bit mean to bring it up this late, when he knew Craig wasn't about to refuse, but if it was really a deal-breaker he was sure Craig would bring it up. Serrin couldn't stand them, and didn't want that to be an issue - hell, he got himself tested frequently just so he didn't have to use them. “So, how do you wanna start this?"

“Um…" Craig hesitated again, his mind swirling with possibilities. He stepped forward a bit up to Serrin, felling his heartbeat accelerate as the difference in their size became more obvious. Bending down a bit, he found himself very close to that impressive staff...the scent from it was quite strong, something unfamiliar, heavy and musky. He wasn't so sure he was digging it...but he wanted to try something he'd read about, using his mouth on it. Above him, Serrin didn't move, letting him go at his pace...but he didn't want to keep the bat waiting too long, so he slowly stuck out his tongue and licked across the tip.

He jerked back a moment later, yeching and coughing a bit. It was too much too quickly, he hadn't anticipated the taste to be so salty and heady. It wasn't unclean, just...so STRONG. Way more unpleasant than he thought...he felt a gnawing in his stomach, fearing he'd offended Serrin, but the bat was laughing, and not in a cruel way.

“Sorry, I shoulda warned ya...I ain't exactly a feast for that sense. You're not the first to react that way."

“Ugh...sorry…"

“Hey, no worries. Gotta acquire the taste in the best of times, and maybe I'm not the one to acquire at all. We've still got the most fun part, if you're game."

“I am, yeah...I want you in me, please…"

“Heh, be careful, there'll be plenty of guys who'll go at ya extra hard when you say stuff like that." Serrin would have been one of those guys, he loved a good subby guy and loved giving them what they always wanted, but there was no way he could go that rough on a virgin. “Turn around and lean against the wall...I'm gonna get you a bit ready for this."

Craig rapidly complied, planting his hands on the wall of the building and spreading his legs wide for Serrin. The bat stepped up behind him, rubbing his fingers along his cock, getting them nice and slick. He brought one of them out to Craig's asshole, pressing in gently, sliding some of the lubricating fluid around the inside of the hole. He heard a quiet groan from Craig, but his shifting around and adjusting to the insertion was a sign that it wasn't discomfort. “Hm, you sure you've never had anything up here before? Feels like you know what you're going."

“Just...a finger...or two...my own…"

“Ah. Good, that should help a bit." Still virgin-tight, especially for his size, but he knew what he was getting into. Couldn't have been better. A second finger joined in a minute later, and he knew he had Craig wider than he'd even been spread before. Serrin took a few minutes to get him nice and wet in there, widening him a bit for his cock; he didn't usually have trouble in the long run, but it was sometimes hard to get in for the first time, and he wanted to make this as good as he could for Craig. He liked the kid already, and if he played his cards right, a return visit could be in the future.

“Ngh...S-serrin, I think...I'm ready…" Craig finally panted. His body was twitching, cock almost throbbing with need...maybe he was rushing it a bit, but he didn't really care at this point, he wanted Serrin badly and wasn't in any mood to wait longer.

“Heh, well, if you insist…" Serrin pulled his fingers out and took hold of his cock, pointing it down towards Craig's hole. His pace was slow and patient, his fingers spreading Craig apart a bit as he pushed the tip of his cock inside, the first inch splitting the boy wide and the second doubling that. Craig's breath quickened as he felt discomfort edge up, his body straining a bit at the girth of it, even with Serrin's working him open. Mercifully, the bat could feel the tension in him and stopped, letting him get used to what was inside him. “You okay?"

“Y-yeah...it's just...fuck, you're so...big…"

“Heh, never gets old hearing that. You don't have to take all of it...anything that's good enough for you is fine by me."

“I want to try...just, take it slow...please…"

“Sure. Just tell me when it's too much for you." Serrin continued his slow entry, taking it inch by inch, waiting as long as he had to to make sure that Craig wasn't in pain. Every so often he'd hear a sharp gasp as he pushed in, and immediately stopped progress and let him adjust to it. He told himself he should stop entirely a few times, be satisfied with that depth, but then Craig would push back towards him and spur him on deeper. So he kept going, letting the human decide when enough would be enough.

Still, he was surprised when he finally pressed flush with Craig's backside, his entire cock hilted inside. He'd gotten it all the way in plenty of guys before, but not a virgin...it was so tight he thought it might trap him, but it certainly fantastic, warm and tight and touching him just the right way. “Fuck...that feels good. You sure you're okay?"

“Yeah...I'm fine…" Craig even sounded like it, out of breath but not in agony. The pressure inside him was intense, the stretch ached him more than a little, but he loved the feelings he was getting from them, deep tingles of pleasure that overrode the negatives. “You can go ahead...I'll be okay."

Despite this assurance, Serrin held himself in check, giving Craig a couple minutes before very slowly pulling out, then pressing back in. Though he didn't have inexperienced partners often, he knew how to deal with them - work them open gently, and build up to his preferred speed over time. He planned to take Craig the same way, giving him the easy treatment until he felt loose enough to handle the big stuff. There was no reason to rush it, even though his body liked that idea.

However, after just a few of these slow thrusts, Craig's shaky voice sounded out again. “God...Serrin, just fuck me...take me hard, give it all to me!"

“You sure? You're still pretty tight…"

“I'm sure! Take charge and rut me hard!"

It was probably not the best idea, but this was all about Craig's wishes, and Serrin was happy to accommodate them, however crazy they seemed. His hands clamped down an Craig's, holding him in place against the wall as he drove in hard, burying himself from tip to base in an instant. Craig let out a choked yell as he felt it, his body protesting the treatment slightly, but there was also a fierce rush of something else through him, something that made it worth it, and he hoped that Serrin kept it up.

And the bat did - after a brief moment to make sure Craig wasn't having second thoughts, he let loose and started fucking the human for real. His cock sawed in and out at high speed, brutally forcing Craig open around him and giving him not a moment's respite. At this point he wasn't hiding anything anymore - Craig had given him every indication he wanted to be used like a bitch, and there was nothing Serrin loved more than to use a bitch the way nature intended.

The thrusts started shoving Craig against the wall, the rough exterior slightly abrasive against Craig's skin, but he barely noticed. The pain in his ass was rapidly dwindling, giving way to untold bounties of pleasure, sharp jolts from the contact with his prostate joining the swelling base of pure euphoria just from the feeling of being filled so deeply and fully. His own cock was liberally spewing precum onto the wall and the ground, and he could feel things welling up inside him, a sign that soon it would be more than just pre. He didn't much care about the fact that they were outside now, his cries were pretty much unrestrained and loud enough to carry well out of the alleyway.

Serrin was finding himself rushing towards his finish, sooner than he had anticipated - the long windup had been teasing him big-time, getting him worked up enough that this sudden onslaught was too much to handle. With a growl, he shoved his body against the wall, sandwiching Craig between them, actually raising the human off the ground a bit and pinning him with his strength and ferocious humping. It took only seconds more before let out a loud grunt and pounded home, unloading a healthy volume of jizz into Craig.

This proved to be enough for Craig as well. His cry was muffled by a lack of breath and the heavy body against him, but it was clear enough how pleasured he was by its sound as he shot his load against the wall and his body, his cock trapped between them by the force of the bat's muscle. His legs flailed a bit in the air, trying to find something to brace against as he felt each pulse of cum deep inside his body, filling him up with a fluid pressure and warmth that he'd never really known how to imagine before. It felt like he might be filled to bursting, though most of that was from the pressure by Serrin's cock making it feel like even more than it was.

As Serrin felt his load start to taper off, he pulled out of Craig and let the last pumps of his seed splatter against his back and rear, splattering his scent all over the human's skin and making a nice mess of him. Only when he could fire no more did he pull Craig away from the wall and sit both of them on the ground against it, letting the two of them rest after the fierce romp. Both were panting hard, though Craig was more taxed than Serrin was, taking great heaving breaths of air. He wasn't sure whether Craig was all right with what had transpired or not...sounds of pleasure aside, it had been a bit overboard, Serrin figured he might not have been expecting quite that much…

But his worries were dashed when Craig finally mustered up the breath to talk. “That was...fucking...incredible…"

“You were okay with that, then?"

“Okay? Man...I never even...knew it could feel...that good. Like my whole body...was feeling the pleasure at once…"

“Damn. For a guy who just had it the first time, you took that better than most guys I've been with. Color me impressed. You feeling all right?"

“Yeah, fine...just...a bit sore…"

“That'll be worse tomorrow, I guarantee it. You might want to avoid sitting too much. Sorry about the mess, too, that'll be all over you for a while."

“It's fine...my dad's too busy to ask me much about this stuff, he might not even notice. I do my own laundry anyway."

“Well, I wouldn't want ya to get in trouble. I should probably make sure you get back safely...said I'd walk ya home, just because we had a detour doesn't mean I'm going back on that."

“Thanks…hey, Serrin? Could we do that again sometime?"

Serrin grinned down at him, those were just the words he'd hoped to hear. “You just drop by and I'll be ready."