He stood there, shirtless in the morning sun, chest glistening with sweat from his gym work-out. His music blaring in the background, he snapped a selfie with his smartphone, flexing his bulging biceps and tight core like a temple of homoerotic desire. I felt my heart race, my eyes devouring his perfect, pure masculinity. Muscle selfie after muscle selfie that day, his beauty burned my mind and inflamed my body with irrepressible yearning.