Ty picked up his shirt as they walked through the barn and past the truck with its load of hay. The mixed smell of hay and horse manure assaulted Gordon. Both inviting and repugnant at the same time, the olfactory sensation reflected his emotions. Ty was more attractive than Gordon could ever have hoped and he wanted to spend as much time with the cowboy as he could. Yet in order to do that he’d have to face his fears and get up on a horse. As Ty preceded him up the ramp into the barn, the sight of the man’s shapely ass clinched the deal. If it took riding a horse to be near this cowboy, then Gordon would do it.
The men walked down the aisle-way between the empty horse stalls. Ty turned and apologized for not having them cleaned as his hired hand was off that day and Ty had to go ‘fetch’ hay.
“I usually like to make sure ma clients get a good impression when they come out.”