As the sun sets on Madrid's zone-west, a desperate desire consumes a lone corneador, his pija-dura throbbing with need. He seeks out a willing partner, finding solace in the arms of a stranger. Their bodies entwine, lost in the rhythm of their lust, as they fuck with wild abandon. The taboo of their encounter only serves to heighten their pleasure, their moans filling the empty streets as they chase their release, their bodies slick with sweat and desire.