In the pulsating heart of Kingston, Jamaican Carib 5 worker Navarro Small finds solace in the most primal of pleasures. With a growl, he grabs a willing partner, their bodies entwining in a dance as old as time. His hands roam, squeezing, caressing, as he grinds his hips against the other's ass. The air fills with the scent of sweat and desire, the only soundtrack the wet, rhythmic slapping of flesh on flesh.