Series: Tyler Knoll's Just For Fun
Author: A.B. Gayle
Genre: Satire, humor, gay, gay romance, LGBT
Publisher: Wayward Ink Publishing
Of course, Tyler might tell you he was born twenty years earlier, but should we believe anything he says? That’s for you to decide.
In Tyler’s first adventure—like many a gay man before him—he was SNARED by gay porn, wallowing in tales of bigger, stronger, harder….
I was asked to review this book, and I jumped at the chance once I had read the blurb!! I have to say first of all, that this book is so different to any others that I have read, but I really did enjoy it. I loved that there was taunting at authors, readers and even reviewers, and agreed with most comments!
We meet Tyler, and along with what is currently happening, we also get rambling comments at times, and these I will admit to having a good giggle at!!
Tyler is taken to what he first thinks is a bar, but then changes his mind to a swanky gentleman’s club!! He is taken by his work colleagues, but first he has to describe them to you, and that was so funny.
When he returns from the bathroom he finds most of his friends gone, and three “upper floor men” from the company he works at, in their place. He is summoned by one of them to follow him, and he is not sure if he should follow….. but does anyway!!
The action, complete with such funny commentary, then moves into the elevator and then the penthouse. Tyler is expecting to be told to strip naked and assume the position (him being a card carrying bottom), but this is not the case. It is the man he is with who strips, and then Tyler is starring at his anaconda!
Tyler is then asked to massage the man – he still doesn’t know his name – and this had me in fits of laughter while reading, at what Tyler was doing while doing so.
Then things change completely, and Tyler learns just exactly who it is he is with and what he expects from him.....
I honestly cannot wait to continue Tyler's story, I know that there will never be a dull moment, especially with the commentary throughout the book.,
Back then, I never won, and I didn’t win this one now. I blinked.
A faint smile curled the edge of his thin lips. Why did all the tough, mean, narrow characters turn me on? Why couldn’t I be attracted to a nice cuddly bear? The sort that just wanted to wrap me up in their arms and fuck me gently? I had been told that I was definitely otter material.
“Erm… my name is….”
“I have a room upstairs. Let’s go.” He stood and waited.
“I’m not going to fuck you down here. Unless you’re into that kind of exhibitionism.” He gave me a smile, but it ended up more of a leer. In fact, I’m sure he meant it to be a leer.
“But…” I spluttered. “We haven’t even been introduced. I just came here for a drink with my friends.”
Without speaking, he handed me a handkerchief. White with a blue pattern around the edge. I let out a sigh of relief. Not black or red. For a second I thought I’d stumbled into a leather club and my beautiful skin was about to covered in whelps, or I’d go home with a permanently gaping anus, thanks to this guy’s muscly forearm being shoved up it. Did I mention that he was built like a shit house? And forget the brick kind, he was more the cinder block variety.
“What’s this for?” I asked, turning it around and checking to see if there was some sort of message written on the back, telling me what was going on.
“To wipe behind your ears. They’re obviously wet.” Without checking to see if I was following, he strutted off.