The sacred vestments of the altar boys in Guadalupe's church conceal a secret world of forbidden passion. As the sun sets and the last of the parishioners leave, the two boys, bound by their shared secret, find themselves drawn together once more. Their lips meet in a feverish kiss, hands wandering beneath their cassocks, feeling the heat of each other's bare skin. The younger boy, his eyes filled with a mix of fear and excitement, whispers, "Let's do it here, now," as he guides the older boy to the cold, hard floor of the sanctuary, their bodies entwined in a dance of lust that defies their holy vows.