I know that I had been unforgivably lucky with The El Centro Kid, but it looked like I was going to have to work for any more rewards. I bought a hors... and tack, but I stayed away from a pack mule. If I stayed on the main roads, I should be able to spend overnight at the local equivalent of motels. I still hate camping out!If I was going to stay in Texas, my choices were somewhat limited. I could either head east toward Dallas, etc., or I could head southeast, following the Rio Grande. For no. It was not too long before the regulars started to come in and the tables began to fill up. A couple came in and asked if we would mind sharing our table with them. Adam and I being friendly people said they were more than welcome to do so. One of them was obviously a male, and his name was Paul. He was about 30 years of age, whilst the other was at first glance, a female in a nice dress with an obviously lovely pair of breasts on her. We soon found out that Gary was in fact a pre-op. "Stop it. I'm gonna sleep on the floor or something." No, you aren't," he shook his head and he was really grabbing me, pulling me while I twisted and tried to get away.I didn't really believe he'd actually force me, but Mr. Davis wasn't letting me go. He was coming off the bed awkwardly, fighting to hold me while I slapped at his shoulders and twisted my hips. The towel came loose in his hands and I stepped back, naked now and breathing hard. I looked around, like there might be something to. He was receptive and we started to make out. We were kissing and groping and I don’t know who started it but we started stripping each other’s clothing from each other and we drew a crowd. I drew our naked bodies out to an open space as we continued to kiss. He fell to his knees and kissed my dick.I looked around and knew we had an audience. My partner took me into his mouth and slowly worked his way down the shaft. My knees began to buckle. A man from the crowd grabbed me and held me upright..