In a dimly lit, empty pool hall, two young navy recruits, bare and brimming with hormones, find themselves alone with time on their hands. They pick up pool cues, their eyes locked, as they circle each other like predators. The game forgotten, they lean in for a tentative kiss, their tongues exploring as their hands roam, tracing lines down bare chests and lower. One boy, his breath hitching, guides the other's hand to his hardening cock, already eager for more than just a kiss.