Two emo boys, one lean and tattooed, the other lanky and pierced, meet on a desolate street corner, their eyes meeting with an unspoken understanding. They're here for the same thing: raw, public gay sex. The leaner one, with a lip ring glinting in the streetlight, pulls out his wallet, offering cash to the other. "How much for your ass?" he asks, blunt and direct. The other, with a nose ring, smirks and takes the money, "Let's find a spot," he says, leading them to an alleyway. They start to kiss, hands roaming, clothes coming off. The lean one drops to his knees, swallowing the other's cock, gagging slightly on its length. Then, he bends over, offering his ass, "Fuck me," he demands. The other spits on his hole, rubbing it in, then pushes in, making the lean one gasp. They fuck hard, the sound of their skin slapping echoing in the alley, until they both cum, their moans filling the night air.