An amateur's gaze, uninvited, invades the most private of spaces. A solo boy, unaware of the lens, indulges in his carnal pleasures. His hands, tentative at first, grow bolder, tracing the contours of his body, lingering on sensitive spots. His breath hitches, his body tenses, and he surrenders to the wave of pleasure that crashes over him, leaving him spent and vulnerable in his solitude.