Amostra, a teen boy with a hunger he doesn't yet understand, retreats to his room, his mind filled with forbidden images. He locks the door, his heart pounding in his chest. He strips, his cock already hard, and sits on the edge of his bed. His hand wraps around his shaft, and he begins to move, his eyes closed, his body tensing with each stroke. He's a study in contrasts - young, yet worldly in his carnal knowledge; innocent, yet guilty in his lustful thoughts.