The hot summer nights in Reykjavik are ripe with possibilities. Sweaty, shirtless hunks crowded the streets, their sculpted bodies gleaming under the hazy streetlights. I followed them, enticed by their coy glances, searching for the perfect combination of innocence and sauciness. Our fiery encounters were sinful, uninhibited, electrifying; a thrilling escape from a dull reality into a world of erotically charged passion.