A seedy gay bar, a desperate straight man sits at the counter, nursing a drink. He's been out of work for months, his savings dwindling. A proposition from a gay patron catches his ear - strip for cash. He hesitates, then agrees. The bar clears, leaving him alone with the gay man and a few hungry onlookers. He stands, running his hands over his body, feeling the eyes on him. He's never been with a man, but the thought of their eyes on him, their desire, is intoxicating. He strips slowly, teasingly, his hard cock straining against his boxers. The gay man watches, licking his lips, ready to pounce.