In a seedy, dimly-lit pawn shop, a twink, desperate for cash, barters his virginity with the lascivious shop owner. The owner, a burly, tattooed sadist, grins wickedly, revealing a gold tooth. He locks the door, draws the blinds, and leads the nervous twink to the back room. The air is thick with the scent of sweat, leather, and the faint, underlying tang of urine. The twink, clad only in tight briefs, shivers as the owner runs a calloused hand over his smooth skin. The owner unzips his jeans, revealing his already hardening cock, and commands, "Suck."