In a room filled with grinding bodies and pulsating beats, Reed spots the innocent Sam and sees an opportunity he can't pass up. He moves in, his hand firmly planted on the back of Sam's head, steering him into a deep, hungry kiss. As the music thumps around them, Reed's hands roam Sam's lithe form, claiming him with a possessive touch that leaves Sam breathless. The line between gay and straight blurs as Reed's aggressive, yet exhilarating, advances push Sam's boundaries, making for a night neither of them will soon forget.