Beneath the watchful eyes of the Virgin Mary, two Mexican men, bound by blood and forbidden love, succumb to their lust. The younger, his skin smooth and unblemished, tentatively reaches out to touch the older man's weathered body. Their hands roam, tracing lines of pleasure and longing, as they kiss, their tongues dancing in a rhythm as old as time. The room fills with the sound of their bodies coming together, a symphony of forbidden love.