Matias, a solo boy, finds solace in his daily pious act. He begins by gently touching his "chota", feeling it grow under his fingertips. He continues, building a rhythm, his "verga" hardening, ready for release. He's not seeking salvation, but a moment of pure, unadulterated pleasure. His hand moves faster, his breath ragged, as he imagines the forbidden. He's a solo boy, but his mind is filled with sinful thoughts, his body a temple of lust, ready to be desecrated.