Ibiza is a wild playground of sensual encounters and non-stop partying. Last night, I banged up against a tight knot of feverish boys beneath one of the resort’s neon-lit palms. They gripped my chest and whispered almost animal-like groans while their hands made their way around my body. We found each other in a whirl of shameless hedonism as our bodies moved and swayed, enamored in a night of immense pleasure.