A couple of teenagers, one Hispanic, one white, are left alone in a house, the silence between them growing heavier by the minute. They're both aware of the tension, the pull towards each other that they can't quite explain or ignore. The Hispanic teen breaks the silence, his voice barely above a whisper, "You ever thought about...?" The white teen swallows hard, his eyes flicking to the Hispanic teen's crotch, then back up to his face. "Yeah," he admits, his voice hoarse. They move closer on the couch, their bodies pressing together, their hearts racing. Hands start to wander, exploring, learning, as they fall into a rhythm of give and take, each eager to please the other. The room fills with the sounds of their moans and the wet, slick sounds of their bodies coming together.