The bounty hunter couldn't pass up the opportunity. His kill was on horseback and riding without jeans under his chaps, probably so that he could jerk off easily as he rode. The shot from the hunter's rifle lifted the kid's butt off the saddle, but instead of rolling off, he slumped forward with the saddle horn now pushing up into his lower gut. Damn, that must feel good. It sure as hell made his boy-toy get stiff and it's now being worked around between chap and saddle leather. After positioning himself behind his trophy, the bounty hunter spurs the horse into a slow gallop. No effort needed on his part as they head off for Leadville other than to sit there and enjoy the ride. And his kill seems to be enjoying it as well.