Alone in the dimly lit space, the boy, his skin smooth and untouched, explores his burgeoning desires. He tentatively touches himself, his fingers brushing against his hardening length, his heart pounding in his chest. He's never been with anyone, never felt another's touch, but his mind is a whirlwind of fantasies, of rough hands and hungry mouths. He's a virgin, not just in body, but also in his exploration of his own desires, and he's eager to learn, to feel, to indulge.