Koo fidgeted in the shadows of the rundown porn theater, the stale air thick with the scent of sweat and popcorn. His boypussy throbbed with need, slick already from the fantasies that had driven him here. He adjusted his oversized hoodie and shorts, playing the part of the lost innocent boy who'd wandered in by accident. 'Oh no, this isn't what I thought,' he whispered to himself, wide eyes scanning the screen where a woman took two cocks at once. But inside, his slutty core burned—he craved the rough hands, the relentless pounding from strangers.

He shuffled down the aisle, pretending to search for an exit, but chose a seat near a cluster of men in the back row. Their eyes locked on him immediately, the flicker of the projector highlighting his smooth legs and the way his shorts rode up. One guy, burly with a beard, leaned over. 'Lost, kid?' Koo blinked up at him, biting his lip. 'I... I think I made a mistake. Can you help me out?' His voice trembled just right, but he shifted in his seat, spreading his thighs a fraction wider.