Mikey and his friends, lured by easy money, find themselves in a dimly lit studio, surrounded by cameras and a hungry gay audience. Naively, they strip, their straight bodies tense but aroused. The director, a sleazy, experienced gay man, guides them, encouraging them to touch, taste, and fuck each other. As the night progresses, the boys' initial hesitation melts away, replaced by raw, animalistic lust. They're no longer just straight boys; they're broken, gay-for-pay toys, eager to please and filled with cum.