Tim, a fresh-faced, curious straight boy, wanders into a bustling shop, his eyes drawn to the muscular, tattooed proprietor, Jake. Jake's confident swagger and knowing glances set Tim's heart pounding. "What can I do for you, straight boy?" Jake asks, smirking. Tim swallows hard, his mind racing. "I... I want to suck your dick," he blurts out, his voice barely above a whisper. Jake raises an eyebrow, then leans in, "I'll let you, but it'll cost you. Cash or... something else." Tim's eyes flicker to Jake's crotch, then back up, a spark of understanding igniting in his eyes. He nods, ready to barter his innocence for a taste of Jake's cock.