A group of broken boys, their innocence lost to the world, gather on a worn-out couch, their eyes reflecting the flickering light from the old TV. They're here to share their stories, their gay experiences, their first times. The youngest, his voice barely above a whisper, begins, "I was just 16 when I met him... He was older, experienced. He took me to his place, and..." His voice trails off, but his eyes tell the rest of the story. The others listen, their bodies tensing, their breaths hitching as they remember their own first times, their own broken moments. The room fills with a palpable tension, a mix of shame, excitement, and longing.