Rodeo

Jess' next stop was a rodeo in Ft. Worth. The gig was actually smaller than the venues he had been playing lately, but he liked to keep shows like this on his schedule because it kept him connected with the fans. There was an intimacy to playing small venues that he just never felt in arena shows.

He arrived at the fair grounds mid-day for an evening performance. He said it was because he wanted to unwined after the flight down from New York, but the truth was he wanted to take in the environment...and the scenery. There was no place in the world like a rodeo to see fit guys in tight bluejeans.

Even six hours before his rodeo opening performance, the fair grounds were packed with cowboys of all shapes and sizes. A few stopped to look when he climbed out of his limo and straightened his Stetson. He silently wondered if any of them were like him, **** to hide who they really were because of their career choice. He wondered if any of them were checking out the bulge in his jeans and he strolled towards his trailer.

"Morning, Mr. Strickland," a twenty-something guy said as he approached. He was dressed in the appropriate cowboy attire, which he wore well, but he was different than the others. He was too clean to be a rodeo rider. He didnt have mud on his boots and dust on his jeans. His white hat was almost pristine.

"You must be Dave," Jess said, recalling the name of the rodeo's promoter.

"Thats right," the other man said. "I'll show you to your trailer. Your people came in this morning and delivered your wardrobe."

"They are nothing if not efficent," Jess said.

Dave turned, giving him a good look at his backside. He had a thick ass, not fat by any means but it definitely filled out a pairnof Wranglers.

"I hope you had a good flight," Dave said over his shoulder.

"Uneventful. I guess that is about the best one can ask for."

As they crossed the grounds, they made casual small talk, mostly about tonights rodeo and some of the cowboys and cowgirls who would be riding. A few of each were serious contenders yo move up from the local circuit to the professional ranks soon. Jess was more interested in his guide's ass.

Finally they arrived at his trailer. Dave opened the door and ushered him inside, then followed him in and closed it behind them. Jess dropped his carry-on bag on the couch and lay his hat on the coffee table.

"If there is anything you need, don't hesitate to ask," Dave told him.