Date: Thu, 30 Jun 2011 14:33:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Daniel Running-water <danielrunningwater@yahoo.com>
Subject: An Awakened Heart/ Interracial/ Chapter One

An Awakened Heart

By

Daniel Running Water

Sequel to a Heart's Legacy

Chapter One

Wyoming 1893

Strong Bear sat on a butte overlooking the village that he had established
in a peaceful valley that was now home to his people. He had wrestled long
and hard with his father Hawk, over whether to take his people to Arizona
after he had had a dream about his people being forced unto a reservation.
Then one night another dream came to him, showing him this beautiful land
called Wyoming.

"Ay-uh, Strong Bear was wise to listen to his inner voice and move his
people here to Wyoming," he said aloud, smiling as his eyes drifted slowly
over the landscape.

His attention was drawn to a sudden movement along the Green River below
him. A young brave of about sixteen winters had just dismounted his horse
and was leading him to the water.

Strong Bear watched the handsome brave and noticed how muscular he was,
with his broad shoulders, strong muscular arms and legs, a chest that was
well defined and abs that appeared sculpted of stone and rippled. His face
was classic Indian, strong jaw, long straight nose, with high firm cheek
bones and midnight black eyes. His coal black hair reached half way down
his back and was held back by a beaded headband.

He wore just a brief loincloth which did not hide much of the youth's
strong body. His bow was across his shoulder and he had a quiver of arrows
on his back, he was a warrior Strong Bear surmised and not a mere
brave. Not since the death of his precious White Deer, had Strong Bear felt
such a stirring in his heart for another as he was feeling now for this
young warrior.

Wanting a closer look, Strong Bear moved closer to the edge where his view
would be lest obstructed.

"Ay-uh, this young warrior is very handsome and one that Strong Bear must
surely get to know," he whispered as his eyes took in the beauty of the
young lad.

***

Yellow Hawk tied his horse to a low limb and walked toward the water, the
heat of the day drew him to the water like the light of a fire drew a
moth. He looked around him for signs of others before he placed his thumbs
into the waistband of his loincloth and drew it down his muscular legs
until it fell of its own accord to the ground. He stepped from it, kicked
it aside, and then removed his beaded moccasins from his feet and stepped
into the coolness of the water, diving head long into the water.

From his concealment, Strong Bear watched the young warrior's muscular body
disappear beneath the water, a sudden stirring occurring in his groin. It
had been many moons since he had felt something like this for another man
... for he had not felt this, not since White Deer had stirred his sexual
hunger for a man.

"He is a very strong warrior to swim against the river's currents," Strong
Bear whispered, watching the young man as he swam against the current as if
it were nothing but ordinary water.

After many minutes, the young warrior swam to shore and walked from the
water, his body glistening in the rays of the sun. Strong Bear's heart
raced as his eyes took in the beauty of the young man's body. Even shrunken
from the coldness of the water, the warrior's manhood hung a good seven
inches which proved to Strong Bear how endowed this warrior was.

"Ay-uh, Yellow Hawk thinks that this strange warrior has seen enough of his
body," Yellow Hawk said, smiling smugly as he slipped his loincloth on and
once he gathered up his bow and arrow, mounted his trusted steed and rode
away, leaving Strong Bear wondering who he was.

Yes, Yellow Hawk had also seen the handsome warrior that spied on him from
the butte. He too was intrigued by this warrior's handsome looks and
strong, muscular body, having seen him several times as he bathed in the
river. But Yellow Hawk had always kept his presence a secret, fearing how
this proud warrior would take him if he knew his secret. Yellow Hawk knew
that this warrior shared the same `two spirits' and yet he was apprehensive
to share his secret with him.

Daniel, I suggest you put a disclaimer at the beginning that the reader
should read the entire series first to understand all the characters.
Hell, I read them all but had to go back to remember who Abe is.

***

"Where have you been Strong Bear," Abe asked, once he found him sitting
alone beside his lodge fire, having returned from the butte.

"I had much thinking to do Walking Tall...is there something that you wish
to counsel with me about?" Strong Bear said, calling Abe by the Indian name
that he gave him.

"Ay-uh my friend, I just came from the fort and there was talk about many
whites having been killed by Indians," he said. "And from what I heard,
they are pointing fingers at your people because they are new to the area,"
Abe added.

"We are a peace loving people Walking Tall, we seek to live in peace with
the white eyes," Strong Bear said, quickly rising to his feet with much
anger in his eyes.

"I said that to those at the trading post, but I was accused of being an
injun lover," he said. "Even Spotted Wolf and Jonah have been having
trouble with the whites, seeing how Spotted Wolf is Indian," Abe said.

"Our Shaman is old and hasn't many more winters left, maybe it would be
best if Spotted Wolf came here and took over as our people's Shaman,"
Strong Bear suggested, remembering how their Shaman seemed to forget much
about his healing craft.

Proud Buffalo also seemed to forget many of those in the village that were
familiar to him, but he found them, at times, to be strangers.

"I suggested that, but what about Jonah, he's a doctor also and you know he
loves his doctoring," Abe said.

"He can help Spotted Wolf, but only a Choctaw can be a Shaman," Strong Bear
said, his arms crossed firmly across his muscled chest. "If he wishes to
continue his doctoring, it must be as Spotted Wolf's assistant.

When Strong Bear stood tall and proud and as stoic as he was, it was then
that Abe was so taken by the man. He found it hard to resist his charm and
handsomeness.

"I must go, I just wanted to tell you what is being said at the trading
post, Strong Bear," Abe said, rising and standing before his friend.

"Thank you my friend," Strong Bear said, taking Abe into his arms and
hugging him warmly, their eyes meeting and holding for what seemed an
eternity as their lips slowly drifted closer.

"Don't Strong Bear...I don't think I could resist your kiss without wanting
to take it further," Abe said, stepping slowly away and leaving the chief's
lodge.

Abe and Caleb have been less than lovers ever since their arrival in
Wyoming. Caleb seemed to be coming up with excuses each night why he was
not in the mood for making love, and even when they did make love, it
seemed that Caleb's heart was not in it. But it was just this very morning
that Caleb's lack of commitment to their relationship had finally come to
an end of them. Abe patted his shirt pocket, feeling the paper that was
folded inside it.

Abe mounted his horse and gave a kick to its flanks, causing the horse to
ride off at a slow trot. Abe only wished that when he got back to his cabin
that he would find Caleb there waiting for him, and not having moved out
like his letter had said. Once he was clear of the village, Abe pulled
Caleb's letter from his pocket and with tear filled eyes he reread it.

Dear Abe,

I am so sorry to have to write this letter to you, but so many times I have
tried to say the words to you. Each time that I tried, they seem to get
stuck in my throat, so I have written them down for you to read.

I am leaving you for another man, Running Water, one of Strong Bear's
warriors. He and I fell in love long before we moved to Wyoming. I am so
sorry to hurt you Abe and its not you, it's me that changed in our love.

Please forgive me Abe.

Caleb.

"Forgive you Caleb...yes, I forgive you, how can I not forgive you when I
left you alone so many nights when I was out on hunting parties or trapping
to earn a living? You are young and needed a man to love and warm your bed
at night and I failed you my sweet boy," Abe said, lowering his head and
crying hard as he tucked the note away. "I just hope that Running Water
makes you happy my love," he said, kicking the horse's flanks once again
and riding off.

***

The next morning, Strong Bear called his warriors into their counsel lodge,
to discuss what Abe had shared with him.

"I have called this counsel because we are being accused, as a people, of
killing many white eyes," Strong Bear said, shifting his eyes around the
counsel lodge at the eyes of his warriors.

His warriors grumbled loudly at his words and Strong Bear held up his hand
to quiet them.

"I too hear feel your pain over these lies and I shall ride with Walking
Tall to Fort Powell to share counsel with the ruling colonel there," he
told them.

"Gah-ween my chief...what if the colonel decides to arrest you," Running
Water said, standing up and voicing his opposition to Strong Bear's
decision.

"My friend, the colonel would not think that a guilty man would willingly
come in and surrender if he were guilty. This is why Strong Bear shall go
to him before he comes with many blue coats looking for Strong Bear," he
reasoned.

"Ay-uh, but I still fear for your life my chief and friend," Running Water
said, sitting back down beside his chief.

"Strong Bear's mind is made up and now I go to pray to our Great Spirit in
the sky for peace of mind and for goodwill between Strong Bear and the
colonel," he said as he stood to go.

"Shall I go with you my chief," Running Water asked.

"Gah-ween my friend, I leave our people in your hands until I return,"
Strong Bear said.

He stepped from the counsel lodge and a brave was waiting with his horse,
which he quickly mounted and rode away.

***

He rode it to the butte that he found solace on and also where he had seen
that handsome young warrior swimming in the river. Tying his horse to a low
limb so he could feed on the grass, Strong Bear climbed to the butte to
pray. He was there for several minutes praying when he heard a twig snap,
but didn't turn around immediately. Instead he kept on praying as if he
didn't hear the twig snap and kept his ears alert for whomever it was
walking toward him as his hand slowly drifted down to his knife, which was
tied to his thigh.

Strong Bear could feel the burning of someone's eyes on his back as he
knelt in prayer and just when he could feel the breath of that someone, he
suddenly turned and dropped them to the ground, covering their body with
his and holding his knife to the warrior's throat.

"You approach Chief Strong Bear like a snake approaches its victim,
silently and with killing on your mind," he said, looking down into the
soft warm eyes of the young warrior that he had seen the day before
swimming in the river.

"I do not wish to harm you...and I did not know that you were a great
chief," he said, looking up into Strong Bear's eyes, his arms pinned over
his head by Strong Bear's hand, and yet he did not strive to struggle.

Yellow Hawk's breath was shallow and his heart raced as his body lay
beneath Strong Bear's, the warmth saturating from Strong Bear's body was
filling his very soul.

"Why is it young warrior that you do not struggle against this chief,"
Strong Bear asked, his mouth but a whisper away from Yellow Hawk's.

"I am in awe of your power, and that you're very handsome my chief," Yellow
Hawk said softly, his eyes still locked with those of Strong Bear. "If I
were to tell you that I was of two spirits, would you throw me from this
butte," he asked.

"Strong Bear would not throw such a brave young warrior from this butte for
such an admission but rather he would do this," he whispered and then
lowered his mouth and kissed Yellow Hawk heatedly.

Releasing Yellow Hawk's wrists, Yellow Hawk wrapped them around Strong
Bear's neck and leaned into the kiss. Yellow Hawk opened his lips and their
tongues met and danced together, as their kiss lengthened and deepened.

"By what name does this handsome warrior go," Strong Bear asked, his voice
thick with desire.

"Yellow Hawk, son of Roaring Thunder, Chief of the Choctaw Fox clan,"
Yellow Hawk said, still gasping for air from the kiss. "I am sixteen
winters old and already a mighty warrior in my people's eyes," he boasted
proudly.

"I am Chief Strong Bear of the Choctaw Turtle clan, we moved here from the
Oklahoma Territory four moons ago," he said. "I have planned to come to
your village and speak with your father to seek counsel about this lie that
it's the Choctaw people which are killing white eyes."

"Ay-uh, my father too has heard this lie and wishes to seek counsel with
you," Yellow Hawk said. "I fear that it's the renegade Sioux, Black
Feather, along with those outlaw white eyes led by Josh Temple," Yellow
Hawk offered.

"Do you know who is colonel at Fort Powell," Strong Bear asked, still lying
on top of Yellow Hawk, their hardened manhood pressing against each other.

"Ay-uh, that would be Colonel Seth Parker, a good and fair man," he said
but his demeanor changed, alerting Strong Bear. "Beware of his right hand
man, Lieutenant Cal Williams, he's very evil and speaks with a forked
tongue."

"Will Chief Strong Bear let Yellow Hawk up or do we explore where this
could lead us," Strong Bear asked, grinding his groin against that of the
warrior.

"Unless you wish to have whoever is climbing the path to see us in this
position, I would suggest that we seek a better position Strong Bear."
Yellow Hawk said, thankful to whoever was approaching them for having saved
him from disclosing his secret.

They both scrambled to sit and faced one another, just as Running Water
came into view. He paused momentarily, his dark eyes drawn to Yellow Hawk,
wondering why he would be there with his chief and friend.

"My chief, I saw another horse that I did not recognize tied beside yours
and I worried that you were in danger," Running Water said, still gazing at
Yellow Hawk with distrust in his eyes.

"Strong Bear is having counsel with a warrior from the Fox clan of the
Choctaw," he said, giving a smug smile to Yellow Hawk before turning his
gaze back to Running Water.

"Forgive me my chief," Running Water said, lowering his head in shame for
having interrupted his chief. He slowly backed away, disappearing into the
thicket from which he had just walked from.

"You are a fast thinker Strong Bear," Yellow Hawk said. "I shall tell my
father to expect you today," he added and stood, stepping closer and into
Strong Bear's embrace as their lips paused but a breath away from each
other.

"I do not know where this shall lead us Yellow Hawk, but you have awakened
my heart that I have long thought dead," Strong Bear said, pulling the
warrior to him and kissing him heatedly.

"How can it lead us any where but to heart ache my chief, for we are two
men with two separate destinies. You are a great chief and I am a son
destined to be chief someday, so how can we find love together," he asked,
still clinging to Strong Bear.

"I shall pray to the Great Spirit for answers, that he may open a way for
us to be of one heart...of one soul, Yellow Hawk," Strong Bear said,
breaking their hold. "Go now to your father and tell him that I come in
peace to have a counsel with him and his warriors with my warriors," Strong
Bear said.

"Ay-uh," Yellow Hawk said and started away, turned and rushed into Strong
Bear's arms once again, their lips meeting is love's kiss.

Yellow Hawk broke the kiss and ran away, glancing over his shoulder just
before he stepped into the forest, disappearing from Strong Bear's sight.

"Forgive me White Deer, forgive me for taking another love into my heart,"
Strong Bear whispered and gasped when he felt a gentle breeze caress his
cheek as White Deer use to do.

With tears in his eyes, Strong Bear looked up into the heavens, knowing
that his precious White Deer had given him his blessing to give his heart
to another.

"You shall always be my best love, White Deer," he sighed and hurried away
from the butte.

***

Strong Bear, along with Abe and Strong Bear's warriors rode into the
village of the Fox clan of the Choctaw, their weapons lowered in peace, all
eyes of the people on warriors that rode into the village. Chief Roaring
Thunder stood before the counsel lodge with his son Yellow Hawk on his
right side and his warriors flanking them, their weapons also lowered in
peace.

"Welcome to the village of the Choctaw Fox clan, Chief Strong Bear,"
Roaring Thunder said, his arm extended toward Strong Bear.

"I accept your welcome mighty chief, Roaring Thunder," Strong Bear said,
accepting his arm, grasping it warmly, their eyes locking in friendship.

Strong Bear glanced over at Yellow Hawk and could not help but smile, his
heart skipping a beat to see his love interest standing there smiling back
at him.

"I see that you have made notice of my son, Yellow Hawk," Roaring Thunder
said, bringing forth his son and Yellow Hawk offered his arm in friendship
to Strong Bear.

It took much control for them not to embrace each other when they grasped
their arms in friendship, for they wanted to embrace and kiss one another.

"I see that you bring a white eye with you, do you allow white eyes to sit
in counsel with you?" Roaring Thunder asked with much concern in his voice
as he looked at Abe.

"Walking Tall and I go back to our days when my people lived in
Mississippi, Roaring Thunder. He is of Choctaw heart and soul," Strong Bear
said, bringing Abe forward.

"It's a pleasure to meet and serve you Chief Roaring Thunder," Abe said
humbly, extending his arm in peace and friendship to the chief.

Roaring Thunder looked long and hard into Abe's eyes and then took Abe's
arm in friendship, knowing that Strong Bear allowed him to be with him
because he must trust him.

"Come, we shall smoke first and then have counsel about these lies that
white eyes are spreading about us Choctaws," Roaring Thunder said, leading
the way into counsel lodge.

"If my father asks you to spend the night, please say yes and stay Strong
Bear," Yellow Hawk whispered, but Abe heard every word that was said,
wondering what was going on between them.

"Ay-uh my love," Abe heard Strong Bear whisper back and entered the lodge
with them, now knowing that Strong Bear was in love again.

"Why you son of a gun, you finally fell in love again, well it's about
time," he thought, glancing over at Yellow Hawk. "Quite the handsome young
lad too," he mentally added.

Inside the counsel lodge, the chiefs spoke about the lies that were being
spread about the killing having been caused by the Choctaw and how a
counsel was needed with the colonel at Fort Powell. They also spoke about
the Sioux renegade, Black Feather, as well as how he had aligned himself
with the white eyes, Josh Temple.

"Do you think this Colonel Parker will listen to Strong Bear and Roaring
Thunder," Abe asked, concerned now for both chiefs.

"Colonel Powell is a man of much heart toward the people of red skin,"
Roaring Thunder said, his eyes watching how his son and Strong Bear kept
smiling at each other. "He will listen, especially to Roaring Thunder
because he knows me much longer," he said proudly.

Unable to let their glances and smiles slip from his mind, Roaring Thunder
turned abruptly to Strong Bear.

"Why do you look at my son as though you know him before this first
meeting," he asked Strong Bear, his curiosity finally getting the best of
him.

"I admire much the future chief of the Fox clan," Strong Bear quickly
replied, which was not a lie in itself. "I see a strong leader in your
son...for you have raised him well to fill your moccasins someday."

"Ay-uh, he shall make a great chief when his father rides to the great
hereafter," Roaring Thunder said proudly, wondering if this chief knew of
Yellow Hawk's secret.

They continued their talks and soon food was brought by Roaring Thunder's
wife. Everyone ate and many of the warriors from both villages danced well
into the evening. Looking up through the smoke hole, Roaring Thunder could
see the moon and stars.

"It is late my friend, surely you would accept my invitation to stay the
night at my village and tomorrow we leave together for Fort Powell,"
Roaring Thunder said, Yellow Hawk's heart pounding with anticipation of
what could happen later if he stayed.

"Ay-uh my friend," Strong Bear said, rising together with Roaring Thunder
and walking from the lodge, along with Abe and Yellow Hawk. "I feel it is
safer if we stay and then ride on together when the sun rises. We need to
put to rest these lies before we find war coming to our villages."

"I agree and my son shall show you to a lodge that is used for special
guests," Roaring Thunder said, giving his wife a smile as she left, knowing
that she went to warm his own bed. "My wife goes to warm my blankets, did
you bring a special someone to warm yours," he asked.

"Gah-ween, but soon I hope to have that special someone that will not only
warm my blankets but also my heart," he said and quickly cast his eyes at
Yellow Hawk, but did not remove them fast enough so that Abe did not see.

"Then until sunrise my friend," Roaring Thunder said, shaking hands in the
traditional Choctaw way first, he left Strong Bear with Yellow Hawk.

"Come, I shall show you to your lodge Strong Bear," Yellow Hawk said and
led the way, followed by Strong Bear and Abe.

Once Abe saw where he would be sleeping, he graciously bowed out for a
spell.

"I need to stretch my legs and walk, so I'm going to go for a walk down by
the river. I should be gone for about quite some time," he said, giving
Strong Bear a wink.

"Thank you my friend," Strong Bear said, knowing that now Abe had figured
out just what Yellow Hawk meant to him.

"Your white friend leaves us alone..." he begins to say, but Strong Bear
pulls the young warrior into his arms, crushing their hard bodies together
and capturing his mouth with his own in a kiss that spoke of a love that
was strong and endless.

"I love you Yellow Hawk, and my body aches for you," Strong Bear whispered
against his lips.

"Ay-uh my heart, as does mine for you," he replied as he reached to remove
the warrior's loincloth.

Yellow Hawk stood back, his hands holding his loincloth in place.

"You are so handsome Yellow Hawk, you make this chief's heart come alive
once again, so why do you pull away and deny me your love?" Strong Bear
whispered thickly, running his fingers through the warrior's hair as he
pulled him close to him once again, his lips softly brushing Yellow Hawk's
with a kiss.

"There is much I wish to tell you before we make love, but I fear that once
you know my secret, your love for me shall wane," Yellow Hawk whispered
back, letting his tongue trace the outline of Strong Bear's lips before
entering the chief's mouth.

A shiver of ecstasy ran through Yellow Hawk when Strong Bear slid his lips
down the contour of his neck, stopping to kiss the hollow of his throat,
all the while his hand moved down the lad's body to rest at the tautness of
a nipple, awakening sensuous feelings never known before to Yellow Hawk.

Yellow Hawk inhaled a quick breath and tossed his head back when Strong
Bear's mouth captured his nipple and first suckling on it and then nibbling
it. Never had anyone...man or woman, given him such pleasure as this man
was now giving him with his mouth. Yellow Hawk's breath was stolen away
with a deep gasp of shock when Strong Bear's hands grasped his ass in a
sensual way and his finger penetrated his most private place, sending a
surging pain coursing through him at the first entry before he felt the
most pleasant of pleasures when Strong Bear found and began rubbing his
prostate.

"Ay-uh...what is that which you have found," Yellow Hawk said, pressing his
backside back against Strong Bear's finger.

"It is your hidden love nut that the Great Spirit placed inside to give you
great pleasure when he that was made for you... enters," Strong Bear
whispered against the Yellow Hawk's ear, placing another finger into the
heat of the warrior.

"I can feel it surging all the way into my groin," Yellow Hawk moaned,
grinding his ass against Strong Bear's hand, needing more of his touch, and
yet forgetting momentarily about his secret.

Strong Bear added a third finger in preparation, eager to share lovemaking
with this warrior that he had fallen hopelessly in love with.

Strong Bear knew that Yellow Hawk loved him; why else would he allow such
intimacy between them? Both of their hearts were being awoken to love and
its passion. He also knew that from this night forward that Yellow Hawk
would not...could not; turn neither his back, nor his heart from him.

Removing his fingers when he knew that Yellow Hawk was ready, Strong Bear
stepped away and smiling down at the young man, seductively looked at
Yellow Hawk.

"Remove my clothes," he commanded the young warrior.

Yellow Hawk knelt before the mighty chief and placed his fingers in the
waistband of his loincloth and drew it slowly down his muscular legs,
discarding it once he had it free from the chief's body. One by one he
removed Strong Bear's moccasins and these too he discarded and looked up at
Strong Bear with desire in his eyes.

"Show me how much you want this mighty chief," Strong Bear groaned, placing
his fingers in Yellow Hawk's hair and urging his head forward.

Yellow Hawk had never touched another man's anatomy before, much less
placed it in his mouth, but he wanted to please his lover so he reached up
and grasped Strong Bear's hard, throbbing length and pulled back the skin
which covered the head and began licking the purple head.

Strong Bear moaned in delight, urging Yellow Hawk to move further down on
his manhood. Yellow Hawk closed his eyes as his mouth opened and allowed
his lover's shaft to move slowly into the wet warmth of his mouth. He
closed his mouth around the shaft, wrapping his lips tightly around its
hardness before he withdrew slowly, causing Strong Bear to moan and to push
Yellow Hawk back down onto his shaft. Soon Yellow Hawk knew what his lover
wanted of him and he was moving gracefully up and down on the shaft as if
he had been doing this most frequently.

"Enough," Strong Bear moaned, not wishing to lose his seed this way, he
stepped away from the warrior and eased him to his feet.

"Did I not please my lover," Yellow Hawk asked, his face showing his
disappointment.

"You pleased Strong Bear too much, but he does not wish to give his seed in
such a way," Strong Bear said, capturing Yellow Hawk's mouth with his in a
lustful kiss. "Strong Bear wishes to hold you for a while," he whispered,
allowing his urgency the time needed to calm down.

Yellow Hawk's mouth met Strong Bear's in a feverish kiss and all time stood
still for the lovers as Strong Bear lowered Yellow Hawk down to the bed of
pelts and blankets, knowing that now was the time for them to make love.

Strong Bear's hand moved to Yellow Hawk's loincloth and began to pull it
down his muscular body. Knowing that his secret would be revealed when his
body lay naked and exposed to Strong Bear's eyes, Yellow Hawk's hands
grabbed his loincloth and held it in place.

"Gah-ween my chief...I am not yet ready to take our love to the next step
and make love together," he lied, wanting nothing more than to feel the
strength of Strong Bear's shaft deep inside him.

Strong Bear's body covered Yellow Hawk's body, using his knee to spread the
boy's legs so that his manhood could rest against Yellow Hawk's thigh.

"Strong Bear can feel your apprehension," he said, taking Yellow Hawk's
unwillingness to make love as fear. "The first time that I enter you, you
shall feel pain, but soon it shall pass and intense pleasure shall follow,"
Strong Bear explained, warning Yellow Hawk before hand.

"I am a mighty warrior and I am able to withstand all pain," Yellow Hawk
firmly stated, but in his heart he doubted that once his secret was known
by Strong Bear, he would not desire him, much less love him.

"Please Strong Bear...allow me time before we do this, for we have only
just met and I wish to know you better," he asked, seeing the
disappointment in his lover's eyes. "Let me bring you much pleasure with my
mouth," he suggested and reluctantly, Strong Bear rolled away from the
young warrior and onto his back.

"Ay-uh...you can pleasure me my love."

Yellow Hawk knelt between Strong Bear's legs and lowered his mouth down to
the man's hardness, savoring the taste of his lover as his manhood slid
across his tongue and down his throat.

Slowly and methodically, Yellow Hawk moved his mouth on his lover's
manhood. He knew that he was giving much pleasure to Strong Bear, because
he could hear his groans of ecstasy as Yellow Hawk quickened his rhythm on
the chief's manhood, his hand gripping tightly and moving over it as his
mouth moved on his hardness.

"My need to release cannot be held back...take the seed of my loins,"
Strong Bear moaned out, his hips rising rapidly as his seed rose from his
balls.

Holding the boy's head to his groin, Strong Bear spewed his seed across the
boy's tongue and down his throat, both men moaning as Yellow Hawk drank all
that he was offered, Strong Bear's hips rapidly rising and falling as he
shot his seed.

"Aieee," Strong Bear yelled, no longer concerned over who may hear, spewing
his seed into his lover's mouth.

***

"At least someone is getting it," Abe said sadly, tossing a stone into the
river and remembering how it used to be with Caleb.

"Walking Tall cannot sleep," a warrior said, surprising Abe, and causing
him to jump by his sudden appearance.

"I...I didn't mean to disturb you with my presence..." Abe said. "My chief
is entertaining so I am here until it is safe to return to the lodge," he
said.

"I am Swift Sparrow, Roaring Thunder's most trusted friend and warrior," he
said, offering Abe his hand in friendship. "Your chief entertains Roaring
Thunder's son, Yellow Hawk," he added, causing a shocked expression to
cross Abe's face.

"I do not know who..." Abe lied but Swift Sparrow raised his hand to Abe's
lips to quiet him.

"There is no need to lie to me; I know this because it is my job to protect
not only my chief but also his son. I followed his son and heard the words
that were spoken between your chief and Yellow Hawk. They are in love and
what is between their hearts is not of concern to this warrior. Only his
safety is of my concern," he said, motioning to the soft bed of moss. "Sit,
we talk until you can return to your lodge," he added and took a seat
beside Abe.

"It has been many moons since Strong Bear's heart has awoken to love," Abe
said. "His one and only love died in a tornado that took not only his life
but also Strong Bear's heart that day."

"Ay-uh, I too know the pain of loosing one's heart to death. I lost my love
too when hunting many moons ago when he was killed by that evil Josh
Temple," he said, his eyes splashing with tears.

"I'm sorry for your loss Swift Sparrow," Abe said, resting his hand on the
warrior's shoulder and remembering Caleb again.

"Do you have a love to warm your blankets Walking Tall?" he asked, looking
deep into Abe's eyes.

"Gah-ween, I once did, but he gave his heart to another. I was not enough
to hold his love, his youth wished to experience more of this kind of
love," causing the warrior to draw in a sharp breath, for it was the worse
of all humiliations for ones lover to spurn one's love for another.

"I am sorry for your humiliation and disgrace, for it must be hard to live
with such shame."

"Not really, he was really too young to settle down and I should have known
better, but I fell in love anyways," Abe said, turning his face to hide his
tears. "You see Swift Sparrow; he was but sixteen winters old and I was his
first lover and hoped that I would have been his last."

Abe turned his face from the handsome warrior, not wishing him to see the
tears that he shed.

Swift Sparrow reached up and placed a hand to Abe's face and turned it so
that their eyes could meet. "Do not cast your eyes from mine in shame
Walking Tall as if you have something to be ashamed of in your tears," he
said softly.

Abe shrugged his shoulders gently out of fear, because if he spoke he was
afraid that he would lose it completely and cry like a baby before this
warrior and completely shame himself. Swift Sparrow felt Abe's pain and
stood, pulling Abe to his feet. Once the two were standing, Swift Eagle
embraced Abe tightly, gazed but a moment into the man's eyes and then their
mouths met in an all consuming kiss.

Within moments, they were naked and the two men were on the bed of moss,
tossing and turning as if they had been lovers forever. First Swift Sparrow
was on top and then Abe was, before Swift Eagle came to finally rest on top
of Abe.

"Do you give yourself to this warrior without reservations," Swift Sparrow
asked, gazing down into Abe's eyes that were glazed over with lust.

"Just take me damn it, before we both come to our senses," Abe said and
then pulled the handsome warrior's mouth down to his in a heated and eager
kiss.

Abe wrapped his legs around Swift Sparrow's waist and the warrior with a
firm and mighty thrust, entered Abe's sheath. Abe tossed his head back and
arched his back as he gave himself over to the pain and then the ecstasy
that was shortly to follow.

Swift Sparrow lifted his body up with his arms, his thrusts urgent and
methodical. Abe's hips rose to meet Swift Sparrow's pelvis as it descended,
driving his manhood deeper and harder into his heat, their mouths locked
together in a torrent of kisses.

Abe's fingers dug into the flesh of Swift Sparrow's ass, pulling his body
closer ... his cock deeper, while Swift Sparrow's mouth bit and sucked
feverishly on Abe's taut nipples.

"More Swift Sparrow...harder...deeper," Abe cried out, his hips rising
faster and faster to meet the thrusts that were urgently pounding Swift
Sparrow's manhood deeply into his Abe's tortured heat.

"The one that chose to toss you away was the loser," Swift Sparrow gasped
out. "Never has Swift Sparrow had a lover that can match his fire as you
Walking Tall," he added, his hands finding and grabbing Abe's ass, pulling
his body closer, molding their bodies together as one, their thrusts
becoming feverish as they moved ever closer to their edge.

"I'm close my handsome warrior...I am so very, very close," Abe moaned, his
seed quickly rising as if it was coming from the very core of his being.

"Aieee...Swift Sparrow is there also," he crowed out and thrust one last
time deep into Abe's heat, stopped, and then spewed his seed...one, two and
three large blasts before resuming his rapid thrusts of ecstasy.

Abe shot his seed between their entwined bodies while Swift Sparrow filled
his burning heat with his seed. A love between them was forming that would
soon prove to withstand the winds of time as well as the difference of
their skin color and cultures.

All too soon the two men were lying side by side gasping for air and their
hearts racing. They turned toward each other to kiss but all they could do
was laugh, having found the situation so funny.

"Do you believe in love at first sight," Abe asked.

"Gah-ween, not until I met you and we shared this did I...could I believe
that such a thing could exist," Swift Sparrow said, lying on his side,
running a finger around the brown nub on Abe's chest.

"Same here Swift Sparrow, for you alone have given me a reason to live and
love again," he said, taking the man's hand and kissing the palm before
placing it over his heart. "This is where I am keeping you always, deep in
my heart Swift Sparrow," he said and leaned up and covered him before
kissing the warrior heatedly.

With the renewed life returning to his manhood, Abe parted Swift Sparrow's
legs, and then thrust his manhood into the warrior's heat.

Swift Sparrow moaned out in pain as Abe's length penetrated deeper,
impaling the warrior.

"Have you not ever been made love to," Abe asked, seeing how his entry had
caused a painful expression to center in Swift Sparrow's eyes.

"Gah-ween...you are the first," he said, now feeling the joy of ecstasy
spreading throughout his body.

"As you were for me," Abe replied and lowered his mouth down to Swift
Sparrow's in an all consuming kiss.

Methodically, Abe thrust his hardness in and out of Swift Sparrow. Swift
Sparrow wrapped his muscular legs around Abe's waist and met his thrusts
with his own. Abe thrust down and Swift Sparrow rose to meet each thrust,
both men reeling in the bliss that soon brought about their second climax.

Exhausted and kissing heatedly, neither paid attention to the world around
them, for they were in a world all their own as they rode the tide of their
afterglow.

A soft cough soon alerted the men that they were no longer alone and they
separated, both of them embarrassed by Strong Bear's sudden appearance.

"I came to tell you that you can return to the lodge and here I find you in
another warrior's arms," Strong Bear said, laughing heartily at Abe's face
as he blushed to be caught naked and in this compromising position.

Abe pulled his shrunken manhood from Swift Sparrow's heat and stood up.

"Strong Bear...I thought that you and Yellow Hawk would be still going at
it with your lovemaking," Abe said, causing Strong Bear to give a shocked
look, causing Strong Bear's eyes to look over at Roaring Thunder's most
trusted warrior.

"Do not worry about me," Swift Sparrow said, rising and pulling on his
loincloth. "I followed Yellow Hawk to your lodge and heard your
conversation. I know of the love that you two share and I shall keep it our
secret," he added.

"Strong Bear thanks you Swift Sparrow, but then you also know that I shall
speak tomorrow with Roaring Thunder for Yellow Hawk's hand in marriage," he
said.

A quick concern over what Strong Bear had said, soon shown in Swift
Sparrow's eyes, wondering if Yellow Hawk had shared his secret with him.

"Is it because I am of a different clan that you look at me thusly?"

"Gah-ween, but first speak to Yellow Hawk and learn of his secret before
asking for his hand in marriage.

"Secret...for he has not spoken of a secret," a confused Strong Bear said.

"That's because I fear of losing your love forever," Yellow Hawk said as he
stepped from the shadows of trees and into the soft light of the moon,
causing Strong Bear to turn on a heel and gaze into his eyes.

"Know this, my happiness, for nothing could take the love that I feel for
you away," Strong Bear said, pulling his love interest into his strong
arms.

"Come with me and we shall talk," Yellow Hawk said, taking Strong Bear by
the hand and leading him back to the lodge that had been appointed to
Strong Bear.

"My son...why are you and this chief walking together," Roaring Thunder
asked, noticing how quickly they stepped apart with Yellow Hawk pulling his
hand from Strong Bear's.

"Father...I thought that you and mother would be sleeping by now," Yellow
Hawk gasped out, pulling his hand from Strong Bear's.

"I could say the same about you and Strong Bear," he replied, seeing in
their eyes what no words had yet spoken about their love for each other.

"It was Strong Bear, Chief Roaring Thunder, I wished to take a walk," he
said, knowing that it was not a lie because he had gone looking for Abe.

"Come my son, it is late and at sunrise we ride to the white eyes fort for
counsel with," Roaring Thunder said, waiting for Yellow Hawk to join him.

"Pleasant sleep Strong Bear," Yellow Hawk said reluctantly and walked away
with his father.

***

Together they walked and talked as they headed for Yellow Hawk's lodge.

"Have you told him of your secret; for I can see the love that is between
you, your eyes betray that which is in your hearts."

"Gah-ween father, for I was about to...but you came first," Yellow Hawk
said, watching his father's eyes to see if he approved of their love.

"That I would not do, for he would not look kindly on you Yellow Hawk for
deceiving him. Love him in secret but do not share your secret just
yet. What if he rejects your love after hearing your secret...that would
bring about the worse of all shame to you," he told him, watching Abe as he
pulled his own loincloth on.

"I thought that all men accepted this fact," Yellow Hawk said, looking
intently into his father's eyes.

"Only those whose skin is red openly accept it my son. Get to know this
powerful chief before you surrender not only your heart but your secret
also."

"Ay-uh my father, for again you have proven how wise you are to your son,"
Yellow Hawk said, hugging his father warmly before he stepped into his own
lodge.

To be continued...

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