In the confessional, the priest listens intently as the young man whispers his sins. 'Father, I've been thinking impure thoughts... about other men.' The priest's eyes widen, but he remains composed. 'Go on, my child.' The young man, embarrassed, continues, 'I can't help but touch myself, fantasizing about... about their dicks.' The priest, trying to hide his surprise, advises, 'Pray for forgiveness, my child. And perhaps, some self-reflection may help.' The young man nods, leaving the confessional, his mind still filled with sinful desires.