Soaring Hawk woke. Lean Bear’s head was cradled on his arm as they lay spooned together. Soaring Hawk listened to the sleeping man’s breathing. He reached out and stroked his hair, letting his hand trail over his shoulder, down his arm and onto his chest. This was how it should be for them—two men living together and loving each other. He sighed deeply and let a feeling of contentment settle over him.
Lean Bear stirred and took a deep breath, snuggling back against the brave. As Soaring Hawk continued to stroke the man, he spoke. “No one has ever let me take them before.”
“What?” Soaring Hawk said in surprise.
Lean Bear turned to face him, cuddling deep into the brave’s strong arms. “This was my first time, too…my first time to be inside a man, I mean.”
“You mean you never…” Soaring Ha
