The sky was heavy with a sense of desire. Lights from the streets barely penetrated the crepuscular mist that the night brought with it, while I walked towards the heat of Montreal; A city that pulses and throbs with energy. The air was thick with secrets waiting to be shared and hearts ready to open. Then I saw them: Hung and sexy, rippling muscles barely concealed, a reminder of passionate nights spent sweating under the sheets, lost in the intensity of two male forms melding into one.