He heard a low whistle, a sultry call in the languorous summer air. His mouth suddenly dry, he watched as a familiar figure – shirtless, a hint of sweat on his bronzed chest – emerged from the darkness of the subway station. As the man moved closer, the scent of sweet desire coaxed a stirring in his loins. With a trembling hand, he reached out. He couldn’t believe what his body had in store.