Max Martin storms into the room, his eyes widening at the sight of Elijah, his lithe body sheathed in shiny nylon, stroking his throbbing cock. The fat gay huffs, "What the hell is this, Elijah?" Elijah, caught in the act, blushes, his hand still gripping his twitching dick. Max, despite his anger, can't help but feel a stirring in his own pants at the sight of Elijah's nylon-clad form.