As soon as they got into the room Bobby was immediately pulled down onto Paul's lap as Paul sat down on a big bed in the center of the room. Nick was also pulled down onto the bed and Jake was pulled into a chair. Once again Paul's lips were on Bobby's and Bobby shivered as he felt Paul's big hands sneak up and under his teddy. When Paul's hands reached Bobby's nipples he gave them a little tweak before breaking the kiss to lift Bobby's teddy over his head. Paul unceremoniously tossed Bobby's teddy across the room, pushed Bobby down on the bed, and moved on top of him. With one hand he gently tweaked Bobby's nipple as he feasted on the other one with his mouth.
Bobby was beginning to get scared. Things were happening too quickly. He was doing things he never should have done. Never wanted to do. 18 year old Bobby never imagined he would go farther with a man than he ever had been with a woman. But oh he felt so good and his friends were doing it too.
"You have great tits," said Paul.
Bobby was confused. "But I'm a boy."
"These are no boy's tits." Paul continued to play with Bobby's nipples making them red, wet, and stiff. Bobby couldn't help but let out the occasional moan.
Suddenly the nipple play stopped and before Bobby realized what was happening his panties had been torn off and thrown across the room.
"Paul!" squeaked Bobby nervously. He was naked in a bed with another man. What was happening?
"Don't worry baby I'm just going to finger you. You liked when I fingered you before." Bobby tried to think of something to get out of it but he had liked being fingered before and Paul being so much bigger than him it wasn't like he could go anywhere without his consent. He would just let Paul finger him once more, cum, and then he would leave.
Once again Paul slipped a finger inside Bobby. "You're so tight and moist." Bobby blushed; he wished Paul wouldn't say those kinds of things to him but, oh, oh Paul's finger felt so good as it pushed deep inside him. Suddenly Bobby felt a small pang and a stretch as Paul slipped another finger in beside the first. Bobby let out a little moan of pain.
"Don't worry you'll get used to it before you know it. Plus thicker is always better for a little faggot like you."
"I'm not a faggot," said Bobby trying to push Paul off him, but it was like pushing against a brick wall.
Paul chuckled. "I'm sorry I called you a faggot baby." Bobby relaxed again. He might as well enjoy the sensations that were now once again becoming pleasurable since it seemed like he wasn't going anywhere.
Paul continued to plunge his fingers into Bobby as Bobby panted in pleasure. "You like that sweetie?" Bobby blushed but had to admit he did indeed like it.
"You'll like this even better than." Paul began scissoring his fingers before slipping in a third.
"Too much! Please stop."
"No baby I have to stretch you. Get you wet. Make you ready."
"Ready for what?"
"For fucking." Bobby began struggling harder than he ever struggled before but Paul didn't move an inch.
"No...please no. I don't want to be fucked."
