The pawn shop's bell jingles, announcing the arrival of two emo teens, their eyes darting nervously. The proprietor, a rugged, tattooed man, eyes them hungrily. "You boys got something to trade?" he asks, circling them like a predator. They nod, their cheeks flushing. He leads them to a back room, a crude couch and camera set up. "Strip," he commands, and they comply, revealing toned, pale bodies adorned with piercings. He makes them suck each other, their slender cocks hard and leaking. Then, he fucks them, first one, then the other, his massive cock stretching their tight holes. He cums inside them, making them swallow every last drop.