Trevor, a lanky teen boy, finds himself alone in his room, the house silent save for the distant hum of the refrigerator. He notices the camera in the corner, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. He begins to strip, slowly, teasingly, his eyes locked onto the lens. His hands roam his body, caressing his smooth skin, pausing to pinch and twist his taut nipples. He turns, giving the camera a full view of his firm ass, before bending over to retrieve something from his bag. He straightens, a bottle of lube in hand, a wicked grin on his face.