The bus lurches, bodies grinding against each other in the narrow aisles. A straight jock, eyes wide with newfound excitement, takes a thick, veiny cock into his mouth, gagging slightly before relaxing into the rhythm. The bus driver, a burly, tattooed man, watches in the rearview mirror, his own bulge growing. The cityscape blurs as the bus becomes a capsule of uninhibited lust, each stop bringing new passengers eager to trade their bodies for cash, the line between straight and gay blurring with each thrust.