In the dimly lit room, Ayor's logo flickers on the screen, setting the stage for Dorian's solo performance. The European stud, lean and muscular, sits back on his bed, his laptop casting a blue glow on his face. He's already shirtless, his smooth chest rising and falling with anticipation. His hand moves slowly, teasingly, into his pants, his eyes never leaving the screen, as he begins his private show.