A boy, alone in his room, lets his inhibitions fall away like the clothes he slowly removes. His body, untouched by the hands of another, is a canvas of smooth, taut skin, waiting to be explored. He runs his hands over his chest, feeling the soft down that's beginning to appear, then lower, tentatively tracing the hardening length of his cock. He's learning his body, learning what feels good, as he strips completely bare, his breath coming in short gasps, his heart pounding with newfound desire. It's just him, his body, and the mirror reflecting back his intimate dance of self-discovery.