The room is dark, the music swells, and there's a glint in Rafael and Yashiro Code's eyes as they take the stage of lust, their bodies shaved and waxed in holy anticipation of the final act. Every stroke is choreographed, every caress a calculated thrust and parry in a game of seduction and surrender. The crowd are on their feet, shouting and chanting as the two men enter into a battle of wills and that finally concludes with a cascade of sweat, tears and raw ecstasy.
