A seedy, dimly lit shop, a haven for gay men seeking quick, anonymous encounters. A bell above the door chimes, announcing the arrival of a new customer. He's young, eager, and holds a wad of cash in his hand. The shopkeeper, a burly, bearded man, eyes the money, then the boy. 'What's your price?' the boy asks, his voice barely above a whisper. 'Fifty for a blowjob, a hundred for the whole show,' the shopkeeper replies. The boy counts out the bills, placing them on the counter. The shopkeeper, now hard, leads him to a back room, ready to give the boy his money's worth.