Alex cursed loudly as he was flung into the stall. He caught his hands on the back of the toilet seat and his knees sharply on the bowl. The pain was blinding. He tried to swing his arm around to prevent the other man from getting his pants down, but he was no fighter and it was easily swat out of the way. The button popped right of his black skinny jeans and the zipper made a nasty sound on the way down, likely would never go back up again. Though it was not like that's what Alex was thinking about. He tried to sink down to his knees with a little cry of pain as that finger dove inside.<br/><br/>If he could only sit or pull away. "stop.. Stop.. stop." Was all that Alex could say. He just kept repeating it over and over and He had no idea how many times. The pretty blonde tried to twist and turn to keep the other from doing do much more and hadn't noticed when the tears started to streak his features.