In the dimly lit backroom of South's III, a horny gay vendor can't resist the temptation. With the store empty, he unzips his pants, pulling out his throbbing cock. He strokes it slowly, imagining the customers he's pleasured before. His fantasy fuels his lust, and he picks up the pace, his hand a blur on his shaft. He grunts, his body tensing as he spills his load onto the floor, barely containing his moans of satisfaction.