Four hands, four hearts, four fantasies intertwine in the hush of a secret room. The boys, anonymous yet familiar, come together in shared lust. One by one, they drop their inhibitions, their pants, their pretense. The room fills with the symphony of their moans, the slapping of skin on skin, the slick sounds of their pleasure. They touch, they taste, they take, each other, their own bodies, their desires, in a fantastical, four-way dance of desire.