Aaron and Lewis, two uniformed, tattooed choirboys, find themselves in a private moment, their eyes meeting with an unspoken understanding. They've been sneaking glances at each other during rehearsals, their shared interest in the opposite sex piqued by the suggestive lyrics of their sacred hymns. Their hands wander, exploring the hard planes of their bodies beneath their crisp uniforms. Lewis, with his brown hair and boyish charm, takes the lead, stroking Aaron's thigh, inching closer to his hardening cock. Aaron, with a tremble, gives in, his own hand mirroring Lewis', their breaths syncing as they stroke each other to release.