In a seedy motel room, an emo gay teen, all black clothes and haunted eyes, meets an older man with a thing for young flesh. The teen, barely legal, is hesitant but hungry, his eyes flicking between the older man's face and his crotch. The older man, a breast enthusiast, pulls the teen close, palming the teen's small, firm chest through his t-shirt. He pushes the teen onto the bed, straddling him, his weight pinning the teen down. The teen gasps, his eyes wide, as the older man pulls off his shirt, revealing massive, hairy breasts swinging free. The teen, both frightened and fascinated, reaches up to touch them, his small hands disappearing into the older man's chest hair.