Henry Kavalauskas spends most of his time at YVR, Vancouver’s international airport. He works there, he hangs out there -- he knows the world is bigger than his fast-food job and his parents' living room, and he wishes he could find a guy to take him out into it. Someone to shepherd him through its teeming cities and sleep beside him in its fine hotels.<br><br>Someone like Zack Hoffman, to be quite specific, although Henry's first encounter with the short, sexy business traveler seems destined to be his last, seeing as how it takes place in an airport men's room.<br><br>But Zack's long-haul flight is canceled, and when their paths cross again quite by chance -- and Zack produces the key to a hotel room -- Henry seizes the moment. The room's gorgeous, Naked Zack is gorgeous, and being with him is a dream come true for Henry. Until reality barges in, chases Henry half-naked back into the airport, and raises some questions about Zack. Is he who he says he is? And, more importantly, will Henry ever see him again?

You Again?

“Don’t,” he says. Henry looks at him, one finger still under the waistband, queries with an eyebrow: Why not? “Not yet.”


Henry’s dick wants out—has already stood, peeks over the waistband towards freedom—but Henry obeys. He leaves his briefs on, though his eager cock bounces and strains against them in protest.


Zack shrugs out of his shirt. His honeyed skin sweetens square, plumped pecs and a thick, flat, muscled belly. He slides out of his shoes, bends in a flash to be rid of his socks, then stands erect and lets his pants hit the floor with a belt buckle clang. He steps forward, freeing one squat, hairy leg at a time from the puddle of trousers, and presses himself against Henry, whose body exults in welcome.


Chapter 10