The night stretched on, like a dream, as I ventured into the darkened alleys of Tel Aviv. In the air, the sweet and salty aroma of testosterone and sweat hung heavy, and I felt my skin prickle in anticipation. Suddenly, I stumbled into an erotic oasis – a forbidden garden of gay male pleasure. I was greeted by a hundred pairs of eyes and wild abandon as I basked in the beautiful chaos of it all.