In the heart of the city, the Baitbus rolls up, luring unsuspecting straight boys with promises of easy money. Today's challenge? A raw, outdoor ass-pounding with a stranger. The lads, nervous but eager, strip down and take turns servicing the hung, anonymous gay stud. The bus bounces with the rhythm of their grunts and the slap of flesh, as the losers of the bet take it in their tight, virgin asses, all for a quick buck. The air is thick with the scent of sweat, precum, and the tang of lube, as the sun beats down on their glistening bodies.