Rodri and Atila, both muscular and tanned, sleep in close proximity in a small room. Atila, stirred by his dreams, begins to moan softly, his hand wandering down to his crotch. Unbeknownst to him, Rodri awakens and watches, entranced by Atila's unconscious lust. Atila's moans grow louder, his hand moving more urgently, his body writhing in the sheets. Rodri, unable to resist, starts to stroke his own growing erection, his eyes never leaving Atila's body.