In the dimly lit, vinyl-scented room, the twinks, their bodies glistening with baby oil, climb onto the examination table, their hard cocks bobbing. The doctor, a man of few words, takes a gloved hand and spreads the lubricant over their chests, down their abs, and around their eager, twitching holes. He applies pressure, making them gasp and push back, hungry for more. The room fills with the sounds of wet, sloppy touches and the twinks' desperate moans, as they pleasure themselves, their eyes locked on the doctor's throbbing bulge, awaiting their next instruction.