On and on it goes, an endless line of men demanding Shinjirou's mouth around their cocks. Some indulge in a bit of 'foreplay': fists and kicks, hands wrenching his jaws open, thick fingers around his throat. More often come taunts about his appearance; so many men have came onto him already that their leavings drip down from his hair, staining his collar and leaving long trails down his back.

It's over an hour before something changes.

"My my," Jade says, unruffled as always. He had been watching for awhile now. After the initial shock had come a slow build of arousal, one he had taken care of elsewhere. Now that he's accustomed to the scene, it's no big challenge to mask the mix of fascination and distaste he's feeling. "If you aren't too busy, there's someone I'd like you to meet."

With him is another stranger, one with sharp eyes and a smile that matches Jade. He stays in place, one hand curled around his cock, waiting for Shinjirou to approach him.