The straight boy's comment ignites a challenge among the twinks. They surround him, their eyes burning with hunger, hands brushing against him in innocent-seeming touches that send shivers down his spine. They lead him to a secluded spot, their voices low, coaxing, persuasive. His resistance crumbles as he's drawn into their embrace, his first taste of gay desire. They strip him bare, their eyes feasting on his straight body, their hands exploring every inch, making him hard, making him want. He's no longer just a straight boy; he's a participant in their gay world.