The next few days passed in much the same pattern as the first—riding by day, camping at night. For the most part Sam was enjoying the trip along the river, enjoying being in the company of these men. Occasionally his confusion over his feelings for Todd, his attraction to Garrett, and the unmistakable sounds that came from Gus’ bedroll where he and Garrett slept made him uncomfortable.
This was one such time. Sam purposely dropped back a distance behind the others to ride alone.
Ahead, he could see Todd and Garrett riding side by side. Sam had not had any chance to find release for his physical needs since the day they left Laclede’s Village. As he watched the two men swaying in the saddles, as their horses walked along the trail, he felt a growing tension in his groin. He let his mind
