River’s Story
Aponi was sitting across the kitchen table from me drinking coffee, I just couldn’t believe my sister was actually there! I was the youngest of three kids, I had an older brother and sister, they both took off when they turned eighteen too… it was like a family tradition to get the hell away from that place the second you turned legal. Shadow Wolf let my brother go without chasing after him, but he went after my sister when she left and dragged her back home. She just ran away again and I hadn’t heard from her since. There were rumors that both her and my brother had both moved west, but no one know anything for sure.
“Where the hell have you been?” I asked my sister as I stared at her, just taking her in. Her name meant ‘butterfly’ and it suited her. She was a carefree thing of beauty that you just couldn’t help but admire.
“Chaske helped me escape Shadow Wolf” she answered. Chaske was my oldest brother, his name was Native American for ‘Junior’. “We kept in touch after he left home. He moved out to live on a dude ranch in Montana, he got me a job there” she explained. “I stayed there for a while, then moved to Chicago to go to art school. I was living in a small apartment in Wrigleyville, showing my work in a couple of galleries, and working as a waitress at a five star restaurant...things were going well, I had a lot of friends and loved my life there… still do. Then last month, Shadow Wolf shows up out of the blue, he somehow tracked me down and took me back to Iowa. I was shocked, I mean, honestly, I thought I left all that shit behind me.” Che and I were both listening intently.
“How the fuck did you get away from him again?” Che asked.
“I was able to steal my phone back from Shadow Wolf when he was out and texted Chaske. He came and got me, then brought me here.”
My heart started beating faster, “Chaske? Chaske was here?!!” I asked excitedly. When I was a kid, I worshiped my older brother. I’d follow him around like a damn puppy dog, it broke my heart when he left but I understood. He snuck out in the middle of the night, and woke me up to say goodbye before he went. His last words to me were, “always be you, Mineola. Don’t let anyone change you.” He obviously had figured me out. ‘Mineola’ was his nickname for me, it had many different meanings in different tribal tongues, including ‘beautiful water’ and ‘Little River.’
“Yeah, he dropped me off here and took off to get some coffee and fill his truck with gas. He should be back any minute. I was only waiting about ten minutes before you guys got home. I was wiped out from driving all night and just passed out when I sat down.”
“Chaske’s coming here?!” Oh my god, I was so freaking excited.
“Um, how the fuck did you guys find us anyway?” Che asked suspiciously.
“Your address was on some legal papers I found in Shadow Wolf’s office” she answered. “He was in Des Moines dealing with some court date or something and I was looking for my phone… well, that and anything else I could find. I just wanted to find something on him so I could use it against him and get away” then she looked up at me over her coffee mug, “you know he’s into some illegal shit… there’s gotta be something we can hold over his head, right?” then she took a sip of her coffee, “So, anyway, I texted Chaske and he showed up to save me and take me back to Chicago. We decided to take a detour and see you.”
“That’s a fuck of a detour” Che said with a playful scoff.
“When I told him I knew where you were, he had to come see you and make sure you were okay… it wasn’t an option” she said just as her phone dinged. “It’s him, he’s checking on me” they texted back and forth, “he’s on his way back here.” Then she looked up at us and just started laughing. “Um, so what’s with the get ups?” I was so shocked by her visit, that I completely forgot about our costumes.
Che stood up, did a spin, and gave her the full view of his sexy cop look, “We The Village People, baby” he said with a giant smile and showed off his flawless body, I pulled out pictures from the night before. That led to a conversation about The party, The Village and how they helped us, etc. While we were talking the door buzzer went off… ‘Chaske was here!!!’
Fuck buzzing him in, I bounced down the three flights of steps dressed in what amounted to a suede thong, flung opened the door and threw my arms around his farm-built body. He squeezed me so tight! No words were exchanged as I cried into my big brother’s shoulder… I had missed him so much. “Mineola, are you crying?” He asked quietly, then he pushed me back and looked at me and started laughing out loud, “And what is that you are you wearing?” I just laughed back and hugged him some more. The fall air whipping up my skimpy costume forced us to cut the hug short and move up to our apartment. Che was in the bedroom getting out of his (sexy as hell) cop costume, and Aponi was pouring herself another cup of coffee, she poured one for Chaske and the three of us caught up. There was so much to talk about. I told them about my fight with Shadow Wolf over Uncle River’s land, Aponi talked about her career and her latest gallery show, then Chaske caught me up on is life.
I remembered my brother as a gangly teenager, he had filled out so much, his muscles were thicker, his hair was longer, and his eyes were wiser, he was the epitome of a man. His face was almost stoic, but his smile and dimples were the same… I couldn’t help smiling inside when he smiled at me. “I got married last year, Shyann and I live on the reservation near her family” he said as he pulled out his phone and showed me a picture of him and a Native American woman. Shyann was beautiful, she and my brother made a breathtaking couple. “And then there’s this little guy” he said as he swiped to the next pic of the most beautiful baby I had ever seen. “This is Mineola.”
“You have a kid?!” I asked in elated shock. “I have a nephew?!”
My brother repeated, “This is Mineola” as he stared at me awaiting a reaction.
Then it hit me, “Holy shit you named him after me??!!!!!” I was shocked, and so proud. “I… I… I wanna meet little me” I blurted out. My brother laughed at my excitement. Just then, Che came into the room. I grabbed the phone from my brother to show Che the pictures, “Che, look, I gotta baby… I mean a nephew… he’s me, I mean he’s named after me. This is little River.” I was stumbling over myself in excitement as I showed Che the pictures. I was so excited that I completely forgot to introduce him to my brother.
Chaske finally turned to him, reached out his hand, smiled, and said, “I am Chaske and I have no clue who you are.”
Che laughed as he shook my brothers hand. “I’m Che, Rivers partner.” Okay, that made me smile. I don’t know if he ever said that before. We’d been together a while; I always just called him my boyfriend… but we were true partners in every sense of the word. We had been through a lot of shit together, and there was probably a lot more shit ahead. But there was never a doubt in my mind that we’d handle it together… as partners.
I looked at my siblings awaiting a reaction to the news that I had a partner; the only reaction was the welcoming hug my bother gave Che. So, I decided to say it out loud for confirmation. “Um, I’m gay.” Then I got my reaction… Aponi and Chaske laughed out loud.
“No shit, Pocahontas” Aponi said with a smirk. “Riv, you used to dress up as
Pocahontas and do rain dances out in the field… you think we didn’t know you were gay?” It was clear no one cared, they just accepted me as I was.
There was so much happening in our tiny kitchen; My brother and sister came to find me, Che met my family, I found out I had a nephew, and my siblings accepted me and Che without hesitation. I think at that moment I felt more loved and appreciated than I ever had before in my life. I was overwhelmed by a sense of family.
The four of us decided to go out for lunch and talk some more, so I went into the bedroom to change. When I got back to the kitchen, Che and my siblings were talking, laughing, and just having a great time together. He fit right in. The four of us started down the steps to the parking lot. Chaske held me back and we walked behind the other two.
“I’m so happy you are safe and with someone who loves you” my brother said to me.
“And I can’t believe you have a wife and kid… that’s so awesome” I responded as we walked down the three flights of stairs. “And I can’t believe you two are really here.”
“Believe it little brother. Now that we found each other again I’m never letting go.” I believed him. We got in his big truck and went to lunch. We discussed so many things! I couldn’t hear enough about their lives… I wanted to know everything I missed… and I got an earful (I don’t think the smile left my face for even a second). Lastly, we discussed the elephant in the room, Shadow Wolf. The ‘patriarch’ of our family who had tormented each of us in different ways. We all shared our stories, even Che; it was interesting to hear what the other two had been through. We realized that he had tried to get both Aponi and me back under his control, but for some reason he let Chaske go without too much of a fight.
“He fears you” Aponi said of my brother “You are the first born, the heir apparent, another alpha.” It was an interesting theory, that’s for damn sure.
“You are not wrong” Chaske replied. Okay, so I need take a moment here to explain something about Chaske. He spoke very clearly. Each word was sharply annunciated and deliberate, and his voice was deep. He came off like an Indian Chief in an old Western... maybe it was from his years on the reservation, whatever it was, he was commanding. “A couple weeks before my eighteenth birthday, he challenged me to a fight… a fist fight. We were out at the old feed barn when he told me to do something, I don’t even remember what it was, but I said no.” my brother told us. “He took off his shirt and said, ‘so, you tell me no. You think you are a man now? Prove it, boy.’ Then he said, ‘fight me.’ He put his fists in front of him and sucker punched me in the face. It was a brutal fight, his fists landed on me several times. I held my own and got in a few good punches, but he beat me pretty good. Then he left me laying in the barn and drove off telling me to think about what it means to be a man on the walk home.” The feed barn was way out on our property, maybe a mile from home. “I found my way home through the fields, my face was bloody, my body ached, and the journey long, but I did not cry. I would not cry. When I got home, I showered the blood off myself, changed my clothes, and never said another word about it. At dinner that night he kept looking at me and smirking as if he had won and now had power over me. He did not win; I would not let him. That was the day I decided I would leave there as soon as I could. On my eighteenth birthday, I escaped.”
“I left on my eighteenth birthday too, but I never even got past the state line before he sent his goons after me, then it took another six months before I got my chance to escape again and went to Montana to find you” Aponi added giving a nod to my brother. “I thought he had given up on me a long time again, then one night I came home and that fucker was sitting in my apartment, I could smell his cheap cigar in the hallway and just assumed it was a neighbor… nope, he was sitting in my living room waiting for me. ‘pack a bag. You will come with me’ he said” She was mocking his voice as she told the story. “That was like a week ago, then I called Chaske.” I listened to my siblings speak, they were so different from each other… we all were. Aponi was freethinking and outspoken, whereas Chaske was very stoic and purposeful, and I was … well you know me. Speaking of me I told my story next ending with Che arresting Shadow Wolf.
“Wait, wait, wait, you arrested him?” Aponi asked with wide eyes and a laugh in her voice. Che smiled proudly and nodded.
“His gay son’s black boyfriend arresting him. I would have loved to see that” my brother said with an admiring smirk.
“I’ll send ya’ll the body cam footage” Che said without hesitation making my siblings laugh (and yes. He sent it). We were having so much fun together. Che said his goodbye when he went off to work, and my siblings ended up spending the night at our place. All three of us ended up sharing our tiny double bed (yeah, it was a little crowded with three of us, but I loved it). We stayed up all night talking. They got up to leave for Chicago about the time Che got home from work.
I am so glad you guys came looking for me” I said through my tears as we said goodbye.
“Shyann and I would like you to join us on the reservation for Thanksgiving dinner. You can meet your namesake” Chaske said.
“Celebratin’ Thanksgivin’ with the Indians? Damn that just don’t sound right” Che said making my brother laugh.
“It’s not the same type of celebration you are used to. It is a day of remembrance and gratitude for our tribe, but the food will be amazing.”
“You gonna have maze?” Che asked with a grin, Chaske laughed again. With that Che said goodbye and went upstairs to go to bed.
As soon as Che was gone, my brother said, “I like him for you Mineola. He is a good man.”
“And funny” Aponi added, then laughed, “and you know he’s got a big set of balls if he arrested Shadow Wolf.”
“We really would like you to join us, and you too, Aponi.”
“I’m in” my sister chirped.
“I’d love that! I’ll try to make it happen” I said as my siblings got in the big pickup and rumbled away. I just stood there and watched until they turned out of the alley. What an amazing, unexpected surprise that had been.
Eventually, I made back up to our place where Che was buck naked, standing by the bed ready to get under the covers. I know he needed his sleep, but damn! That tight, muscular black ass, and massive cock were too much to resist. He bent over to pull the covers back, and just like that… BAM… I was behind him with my tongue in his crack.
Che let out an ‘oof’ as he dropped his chest to the bed, his feet still on the floor, and his ass in full access. I put a hand on either side of his smooth, black ass as I licked up and down his crack shoving my tongue in every time it passed his hole. His taste was bitter/sweet… more bitter than sweet, but that’s the taste of sex. My strong, hot, cop boyfriend was whimpering as he wriggled his ass and pushed it into my face trying to get more of my tongue. God, I loved making him whimper. I feasted on his hole for several minutes, then I gave his ass a slap.
“Roll over” I commanded, Che complied without question or hesitation. He was on his back, on the bed, with his toned legs hanging over the edge. His magnificent big, black cock was right fucking there… just inches from my watering mouth. The big, purple head, the thick shaft, the meaty, low hanging balls were just too much to resist. I massaged his warm low hangers with my left hand while my right grasped his shaft (it was so thick that I couldn’t even close my fingers around it). I gave the head a lick, then ran my tongue from top to bottom and bathed his heavy baby makers in my warm, eager mouth as I slowly stroked his shaft. His moans and whimpers of pleasure made me hard as a rock… seriously, the noises he made were driving me insane. When you grow up a scrawny little weakling, I guess the idea of making someone bigger and stronger submit carries a certain power with it. I felt in control.
I moved back up to the head and took the bulbous beauty in my mouth. I remember the first time I sucked Che’s cock I had to struggle to open my mouth wide enough, now, I could take him halfway down my throat without any effort… and I did! I had also learned to gradually work my way down. Inch by inch I took that piece of Grade A Prime beef down my throat. I would take him until I gagged, come up for air, then go back down and take another inch along the way. I repeated my pattern until my nose was buried in his musky black curlies, and he was obliviously begging for more. The thing about Che is that he knew he was huge, and appreciated my deepthroating skills and efforts. He used to force my head down, but now he knew better than to mercilessly gag me, and just let me do what I did so damn well… he knew he’d get what he wanted. “Fuck, Riv. That feels so fucking good, take it baby, take it all” he mindlessly muttered as I did what I do so well. The coat of my spit made it easier for my hand and mouth to glide up and down the dark, glistening, masterpiece sending shockwaves through his weary body. Each time I got to the head, he'd shiver and shudder with pleasure as I awoke each and every nerve ending.
I got him to the brink, right to the edge, to the point where he was warning me of his inevitable load, then I stopped just in time. “You fucker” he laughed. “you’re killin’ me, Riv.”
I responded by spitting into my hand and using it to lube my hole, then sitting on his cock. His legs were still dangling over the side of the mattress, and I just kind up backed onto him. Fuck, he was so huge. My hole stretched to accommodate his girthy fuck stick, and my ass slowly absorbed him all, I just sat there getting used to the girth, with the warmth of his balls resting against my ass. It felt so fucking amazing.
Che was as patient as a guy ready to shoot his load could be. He sat up on the bed until I was sitting on his lap with his comforting, muscular arms wrapped around me, damn his chest felt so warm against my back. Che took over as he started pushing up into me, I responded instinctively by bouncing up and down on his ample cock, he was hitting places only he had ever been… and I fucking loved it. I started bouncing like a damn kangaroo. I couldn’t get enough of him, but sadly, he didn’t last long. “I’ma shoot. Fuck, I’ma shoot, Riv” he moaned. I bounced higher and harder until I felt his massive member swell even bigger and fill my brownish-red ass with warmth and satisfaction. Um… damn. He stayed hard a little longer as I stroked feverishly trying to make myself cum, but he eventually softened in my hole.
I bounced off him, pushed him and sat on his handsome face. “Eat my hole, fucker” I said through my lust driven desperation. “Eat your cum outta me.” I was out of control as Che ate my ass and struggled to breath at the same time. I stroked my cock as fast as I could until I shot my load into the air. I watched as it flew out of me with some loft, then landed on his head and the bedspread. I leaned over and collapse until his muffled cries for help brought me to reality. I was suffocating him and he was trying to get me off his face! I hopped off, lay next to him, and laughed. “Sorry, I got carried away.”
“Day-um, Riv. I’ma sleep like a baby today.” Che said with a chuckle. I kissed him before I got up and jump in the shower to get ready for another day of work at BroMax Candle Company.
By the time I got out of the shower, Che was fast asleep. I kissed him goodbye and went off to work with a smile on my face for so many reasons.
To be continued…
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