The plot is basically “Fifty Shades of Ray.” The hunky biker is a sexual dominant in search of a submissive, and this first encounter is a test of Colin’s prowess, stamina, and commitment to his master’s pleasure. An outdoor blow job is one thing—and no small thing, from the sound of Colin’s happy choking noises—but will he also, say, lick Ray’s boots on command and like it? (He will.) And how will he respond when, a few days later, Ray brings him to a sparsely furnished duplex, where Colin is expected to cook dinner and keep off the furniture—even to the point of sleeping on a rug, at the foot of Ray’s bed? Colin goes along with it, and the next day’s activities are his reward: a hot and heavy wrestling match, full of crotch-squeezing, ass-baring calisthenics, plus a consummation that produces more pain than pleasure. After the fun and games, Ray is all business once more. “Buy yourself a butt plug,” he says. “You’re too tight.” Colin replies, “Yeah! Yeah, yeah, um . . . lovely. That sounds like a plan.”