The room is sparse, a single camera fixed on the plain chair. He sits, his heart pounding in his chest. This is his initiation, his rite of passage. His hands tremble as he unbuttons his jeans, revealing his hard, untouched cock. He's never been so exposed, never had to perform like this. But he's eager, hungry to prove himself. He closes his eyes, imagining the touch of a stranger, and begins to stroke, his body responding to the phantom caress.