We love it when our friends from Texas come a callin. Judd has shed his boots for a spell and finds San Francisco a mighty friendly place. And it aint no lie what they say about Texas. Damn! It's bigger... and fatter… and when it finally fills up with Judd's red blooded, all American boyjuice, it almost needs a name of its own. Brendon dances around the studio until he finds a way to get his hands on that longhorn, but it's pretty clear that Judd is not into a gay handjob. When he strokes himself to climax there's Texas Tea all over the big guy. Y'all come back now!