Poli, a lanky teen with a mischievous grin, finds himself alone in his room, the house eerily silent. His hands, with a mind of their own, wander down to his crotch, rubbing the growing bulge. He unzips his jeans, letting his hard, uncut cock spring free. Poli strokes it slowly, eyes closed, imagining forbidden scenarios. His breathing grows heavier, his strokes faster. He's lost in his own world, his solo performance reaching a crescendo.