A naive, straight twink enters a casting studio, his eyes wide with curiosity and a hint of fear. He's been promised money, and the thought of easy cash for a few pictures is too tempting to pass up. Little does he know, the interviewer has other plans. The room is filled with subtle hints of what's to come - a bottle of lube, a box of condoms, a hidden-cam. The interviewer, a smooth-talking gay man, guides the twink through the 'interview', his hands never straying far from the boy's body. As the twink's clothes come off, he starts to realize the true nature of the casting, but the allure of the cash on the table keeps him there. He's coaxed into touching himself, then another, then more, until he's bent over, a lubed finger teasing his virgin ass, his moans filling the room as he's slowly impaled on a thick, bare cock.