A secret society of gay Japanese men gather in a hidden, ancient Shinto shrine. Robed in traditional kimonos, they move silently, their eyes downcast. But their bodies betray their excitement, their breath coming in short gasps. They disrobe, their naked forms bathed in the ethereal glow of the full moon. They begin to touch, their hands exploring the smooth, firm skin of their brethren. They fall into a rhythm, their bodies moving in unison, their moans echoing through the sacred space. The night is filled with their passion, their taboo lust a sacred rite in this secret, forbidden place.