I grew up around Native Americans, at the annual pow wow and through visiting relatives (my Cousin Joe is half Potawatomie). But I was never with a Native American guy, through all my years in college and in West Hollywood, except for the Inuit that Lee and I hooked up with.When I visited Larry in New Mexico in 2004, I was determined to find a Native American guy.
Cruising in Santa Fe proved fruitless -- well, I brought home a cute college boy, but he was Anglo.
Albuquerque and Taos, the same. Lots of Hispanic guys, but not a lot of Native Americans.
So I decided to go to the heartland -- the Navajo Nation.
The full story, with nude photos, is on Tales of West Hollywood.