Training Season

This was an interesting book and not at all what I expected. Matty is definitely the most effeminate man I've encountered in any book, and for the most part, his personality was entertaining and at times adorable. However, his attitude towards competitive figure skating just pissed me off. He didn't strive to be his best for the right reasons. It wasn't for a sense of accomplishment; he was driven by a desire to see his fellow competitors fail. That gave me no reason to want him to win anything in his career. He also starved himself to achieve his goal weight and never acknowledged how unhealthy that was. It was treated as a necessary evil even at the end of the book, which is a disappointment.

Then there's Rob. Rob's a sweet guy, but my gosh, he says some of the most gag-worthy, over-the-top sappy lines I've ever heard. It makes for a seriously weird mix of a twirling Sound of Music singing, sentimental guy and a Dom who goes straight to edge play as the intro to BDSM with Matty (that was a serious WTF moment), followed of course by a ridiculous line about the North Star (eyeroll). Matty's immediate acceptance of all the sudden extreme BDSM stuff (breath play, Rob wanting to watch him expel enema water into the toilet as he held his hands, whipping Matty's asshole and balls while said balls and cock are wrapped in coarse scratchy rope) was pretty difficult for me to believe.

This could have been a really great book, but those things kept it from being one I'd recommend.