Surf's Up

Native American Raven is a successful architect and businessman. He’s also an accomplished surfer who, out of fear, typically hides his orientation and is extremely discreet about any sexual liaisons. His haircut and clothing are those of a white man, and his employees and friends know nothing of his early life on a northern California Indian reservation.<br><br>Now, six years after leaving the rez, a young man named Hunter literally surfs back into Raven’s life. At first Raven doesn’t recognize the guy who, as a boy, was his best friend, and also his first love. When he does finally recognize Hunter -- now penniless, drunk, and a lover of the “glam look” -- he sees him as a loser, an embarrassment, yet their reunion will shake some of Raven’s most closely held beliefs.<br><br>But is he up to the challenge? Will he release those stubborn beliefs and open himself to live life more fully and openly?

Carolina Valdez · LGBT+

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16 Chs

Chapter 3

“What’s your name?” he asked when he returned.

“Red…wood…woodypecker.”

Raven stifled a laugh.

The guy’s long hair was as black as Raven’s, so Red seemed a misnomer. He used it anyway. “Okay, Red, up you go.”

It was slow, but with Raven’s arm around the surfer’s waist and his around Raven’s neck they reached the shower. Still holding him because he thought the guy would collapse if he let him go, they stepped on the big cement square that had a drain and kept them out of the sand. Raven turned the faucet handle.

“G’dammit! Tha’s cold!”

It did feel like ice water. “Tough,” Raven said under his breath. “You shouldn’t be drunk.” Then, louder, “Use your hands to get the sand off your face. That’s it. Good. Now hold onto the shower pole while I get out of my wetsuit.” As he peeled it off and rinsed it and his body, his rescue giggled.

Raven turned to find Red pointing to Raven’s crotch, a lolling grin across his face.

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