Catching that uppity Buttercup in a position like this was a once in a lifetime stroke of luck, one Butch intended to exploit. For the job of course, but for himself as well. He'd heard about something a guy could do that was a lot of fun, but he'd never really gotten the urge and the participation to try it out. Now, he had both. He was ready, painfully ready. He was so ready, his underwear was starting to burst a seam! He reached down past his belt and laid a finger on his cock, wincing as a jolt hit his brain. He held still for a while in case he was heard, but since he seemed to still be undetected, he did it again, then with all his fingers.<br/><br/>When he heard Buttercup say someone was there, Butch figured she was probably bluffing, but just in case he lay down flat on the roof away from the hole in the ceiling. His breathing slowed to almost nothing as he waited for what would happen next.