The room is filled with the scent of fresh soap and the tang of nervous sweat as the boy, Beto's newest discovery, prepares to bare all. He's a soloboy, untouched by other hands, and his body is a canvas of smooth skin and taut muscle. His cock, uncut and throbbing, stands at attention, a testament to his eagerness to please. He runs his hands over his body, exploring every inch, before wrapping his fingers around his length. He strokes himself slowly, building a rhythm, his breath coming in short gasps as he nears the edge. This is his verification, his initiation, and he's determined to leave a lasting impression.