In the dim light of his bedroom, a young man, barely more than a boy, succumbs to his forbidden urges. He's a chamaco, a youngster, but his body is already that of a man, his huevon, or dick, stirring with desire. He knows it's wrong, he's been taught that such pleasures are for the bedroom, not the solitary confinement of his room. Yet, here he is, his hand wrapped around his throbbing cock, his body aching for release. He's careful, quiet, his face a mask of concentration and guilt, his vergon, or shame, a constant companion as he brings himself to orgasm.