In the communal shower, toned gay men in tight singlets glisten with water and sweat. Their bulges strain against the damp fabric, visible to all. One, a muscular jock, takes a soap bar and seductively lathers his body, drawing the eyes of a lean, tattooed boy. He approaches, his own singlet tenting, and they begin a wordless dance, hands roaming, erections pressing against each other through the soaked cotton.