The room pulses with the bass of a hidden speaker, setting the stage for the debauchery about to unfold. The ebony Adonis, clad in nothing but a loose tank and low-slung jeans, eyes the cock like a starving man at a feast. He licks his lips, his gaze flicking up to meet the other's, before he dives in, his mouth a warm, wet haven, his throat contracting in a dance as old as time, all for the crisp bills being waved in front of him.