Henry, having been locked out of his hotel suite wearing nothing but his birthday suit, was scampering down the plush carpeted-hallway in search of something to hide his nakedness when suddenly, he crashed into Jason. The two men were obviously taken by surprise, Jason in particular, given Henry's state of undress.

"Henry!" Jason exclaimed, wide-eyed. "What...what's this all about?"

"What? Oh, you mean...this?" Henry said, flustered as he glanced down and quickly cupped his genitals. "You'll never believe this, but I got up to pee and went through the wrong fucking door."

"Really?" Jason asked, skepticism showing on his ruggedly handsome face.

"Yeah. I think I may have tied on a little too many last night if you know what I mean." Henry giggled nervously, hoping that has stiffening cock wouldn't get any harder. It'd been quite a while since he'd last seen Jason, but his attraction to the 6'5" Hawaiian hunk hadn't waned one bit.

Jason smiled. He'd always found Henry's deep British accent to be charming as all get-out, but with the man standing before him with nary a stitch of clothing, it seemed especially cute.

"Say no more. Listen, I was just headed back to my room. You're more than welcome to use my bathroom and...throw on a pair of my shorts for the trek back to your room."

"Really? Thanks, mate," Henry said, his burly chest heaving with relief. "I feel like such a complete tool, never mind the fact that my bladder's about to explode."

"No problem. I'm sure you'd do the same for me if I was ever in this...predicament."

"You bet."

"Well...right this way. I'm at the other end of the hall."

As the two men walked, Jason found his eyes wandering the landscape of Henry's seriously jacked new body. He'd picked up what looked like at least 30 pounds of pure muscle, as evidenced by the well-developed pecs, strong biceps and thighs that looked like they'd make short work of cracking coconuts. Jason felt a stirring in his crotch and quickly adjusted the bulge in his denim cut-offs. Sex with Henry was something he'd long desired, but the last time it was a possibility both men were so drunk that neither could remember his own name. Yes, they'd been down this road before, but Jason had taken the missed opportunity as a sign that maybe it shouldn't happen. However, with Henry butt-naked and quickly approaching his hotel suite, he figured maybe this was the universe giving him--giving them--a second chance.

(To be continued...)