It didn't take him long to find what appeared to be a rodeo ground. Looking around further he heard a man working away in a stall.
"Hey!" Riley called out. "Do you work here?"
"Yessir, I do." The voice called back.
"Oh, good. I was wonder where everyone wa-JESUS!" Riley cried out as the man emerged. He was stark naked, but that was far from the strangest thing about him. On his head was a massive set of horns and his lower body was that of a bull. He remembered reading up about the creature the Ancient Greeks called a centaur, just, more...bull. However, everything else about this man was anatomical perfection. A chiseled, muscled, bronzed body with a dusting of hair, and a trimmed dark beard framed his face.
"Not a very polite way to talk to a host of yer's, now izzit" The bulltaur retorted, furrowing his brow.
Riley was taken aback. How did this freak expect him to react?! Still...he couldn't afford to make enemies at this point. "S-sorry, I just didn't...expect..." He said, waving an arm up and down gesturing toward the creature.
"Jest messin' with ya." The 'taur replied with a smile. "We usually let the guests settle in a bit first...otherwise they kinda, well..." He mimicked Riley's gesture back at him. "The name's Tex."
"Riley." He responded. "I...ah...should be getting back to my friends..." He said stepping backwards.
"What's yer rush?" Tex drawled. "Ya just got here. Let's have a little fun." He said with an impish smile.
Riley took another step backward, nervous as to the kind of "fun" this creature would indulge in.
"Ever ride a bull? Just hop on, and try to stay on top for 8 seconds. If you do, I do something for you." He said, walking disarmingly close to Riley. "If you don't...well, you do something for me..." He said, giving Riley's tight ass a firm squeeze.