Author: Kevin Klehr
Release Date: March 20, 2017
Format: ePub, Mobi, PDF
Cover Artist: Natasha Snow
Word Count: 15100
Sex Content: Explicit
Can a dedicated top really learn to bottom? Tony wants to find out but he’s scared another die-hard top will just plow through him, instead of taking it nice and slow on a newbie.
Enter Butch, a bear who’ll try anything, and Ford, a guy whose curiosity is tempting him to cheat on his boyfriend. Like Tony, both are dedicated tops wanting to try something new, and on this journey of physical self-discovery, all will find that being open means more than taking it doggie-style.
From Top to Bottom
Author © 2017
All Rights Reserved
On my various profiles, I wrote:
Top curious about being a bottom, wants to meet likeminded tops.
I thought I was straightforward enough, yet so many timewasters were happy to give but not receive. One loser argued that I ought to get my head examined. He said that it didn’t matter if the other top wanted to bottom, just as long as I got what I wanted.
I stressed that this would be a shared experience. Two or more tops learning from each other, discussing the intricate pleasures we would discover as a group.
Then he said we’d end up writing folk songs about exploring our inner regions and singing around a campfire. I thought to myself, yeah, maybe that’s exactly the direction I wanted to take. Was I getting soft, or was I just growing up? Perhaps there already was a group for closet-bottoms I could join.
But the truth was I wanted like-minded tops simply because we’d go easier on each other. We wouldn’t just ram it up there like a vandal bashing down the door. We wouldn’t be power-bottoms. We would ease in gradually; the runway lit for a relaxed landing before the passengers would embark.
Only two other tops sounded like they were on my wavelength. A bear called Butch and a secretive guy named Ford. So I set the date. The second Tuesday in June was the only night Ford could make it, and I knew better than to ask why.
I dusted and vacuumed frantically, as if I was expecting Prince Charming to knock on my door, take me in his arms, and deflower me. I lit candles to set the mood, and rolled out an old sheet on the lounge room floor. I didn’t want to bonk in the bedroom. I wanted space for us to explore, like they did in three-way porn flicks.
My front door buzzer sounded. I let in my first visitor.
“You brought cake,” I said. I tried not to let the look of horror show on my face.
“For afterward,” Butch replied. “I baked it myself. Is there room in the fridge?”
Hadn’t this guy heard of the definition of “eternity”? The time between when you cum and they leave. Who ever heard of cake after sex?
“It’s red velvet,” he said. He crouched in front of my fridge, rearranging its contents. “Do you know the weird shit that goes in this cake? Vinegar. And cocoa and vanilla.”
“Do you always bake before sex?”
“For special occasions, yes.”
“I hardly know you.”
“But you’re about to know me a hell of a lot better.”
This is a relatively short story, but a lot is packed into those fifty-six pages. In a way, the story is a series of vignettes of sex scenes linked together by the three main characters.
Tony is the main POV character and he is heading towards thirty. He is a sex obsessed and dedicated top who has not considered settling down just yet. In fact he wants to broaden his horizons and experience what all the fuss his sex partners have made about being on the bottom. Tony decides to hook-up with some like-minded tops (Butch and Ford) so they all have a chance to feel what it’s like to be on the receiving end.
Be warned: this is not a love story as such, although Tony does seem to develop a crush on one of his new f-buddies. The story follows the three new friends as they meet up for menage sex or have group sex at orgies. The scenes are hot and sometimes amusing. I don’t think I’ve read so many different names for a penis in one story and some of the imagery for body parts and the similes used to describe gay sex are sometimes entertaining, frequently explicit, and often humorous. No condoms are used (or not referred to anyway) and there’s no focus on safe sex at any point. There’s also drug use in the form of amyl/poppers and pot.
This is erotica. It’s hot, fun stuff rather than a serious or angsty romance. Sex is the focus of the story, but there is a story in here. I found the ending rather abrupt as if it had been rushed. The story didn’t finish how I was anticipating, but it’s sort of open and happy, and fits with the characters.
The frank telephone conversations between Tony and his father where they share TMI about their sex lives had me in stitches. Such fun!
*I received a copy of this book in return for an honest review*
Kevin lives with his long-term partner, Warren, in their humble apartment (affectionately named Sabrina), in Australia’s own ‘Emerald City,’ Sydney.
From an early age, Kevin had a passion for writing, jotting down stories and plays until it came time to confront puberty. After dealing with pimple creams and facial hair, Kevin didn’t pick up a pen again until he was in his thirties. His handwritten manuscript was being committed to paper when his work commitments changed, giving him no time to write. Concerned, his partner, Warren, secretly passed the notebook to a friend who in turn came back and demanded Kevin finish his story. It wasn’t long before Kevin’s active imagination was let loose again.
His first novel spawned a secondary character named Guy, an insecure gay angel, but many readers argue that he is the star of the Actors and Angels book series. Guy’s popularity surprised the author.
So with his fictional guardian angel guiding him, Kevin hopes to bring more whimsical tales of love, life and friendship to his readers.