Lewis McLair, Wimbledon champion at the age of twenty-one, is trapped by his success and his sexuality. Openly gay in the straight world of tennis, Lewis is struggling and ready to quit. But perhaps salvation is on its way. The perfect man has arrived on the scene! Part one in the series of seven Lewis McLair books: 'Man in the Box' and 'Naked Hero'
Lewis McLair, Wimbledon champion at the age of twenty-one, is trapped by his success and his sexuality. Openly gay in the straight world of tennis, Lewis is struggling and ready to quit. But perhaps salvation is on its way. The perfect man is what he's looking for to make everything okay, and in Sydney a candidate appears. Lee Porter is his name, and he certainly looks the part, but will he prove true and lay all Lewis's ghosts to rest, or will he inflict yet another wound on the battle weary hero of this tale?
Lewis McLair wins the Wimbledon title at the age of twenty-one and steps out of the closet for admirable reasons during the post-match interview. Now Lewis is thrown to the homophobic wolves of the "straight" world of tennis. Lewis is caught between raging hormones, sudden fame and the need to concentrate on his game. Now in Melbourne warring up for the Australian Open, Lewis is in trouble with his game, the ATF and the fans. Lewis has one last point in his favor, the perfect man in Lee Porter. I almost bagged this story as another of Jack Brighton's porn without a plot books. Yes, Fergie Boy is another of Mr. Brighton's pen names. Being a big tennis fan, I picked this book up anyway and was surprised to find a good story amid the mounds of sex. I liked Lewis and could feel the frustration that his drive to stay on top and the need to scratch his sexual itch were causing him. The character was well thought out and very believable. The homophobic attitudes which Lewis was faced with were woven into the story extremely well from the outrageous fine for poor behavior to the rent-a-crowd at the Australian Open to his own coach. Lewis first saw Lee Porter on a porn web site that Porter owns and fell in lust with him. A fairly well fleshed out character, Porter is a businessman with a passion for hot sex and in with his tabloid so Lewis is wary when he first meets Lee. The last thing that Lewis needs is more bad publicity so he keeps Lee at arm's length. My biggest complain with the story was the was the narrator broke in and talked for himself as if the story was an expose. I found it irritating rather than cute. Aside from those spots, the story read well and quickly. The sex was there in spades as it is in all of Mr. Brighton's books. This book is the first in a series but it supplies a HFN ending and has just a touch of a cliff hanger to have me wanting more. I recommend this inside look into the world of pro tennis to anyone looking for a good break from the usual fodder.
Definitely erotica, but with an amazingly interesting, well-developed plot and characters. It's unique in many ways, but I particularly liked the way the author keeps addressing the reader directly, in bold font, to tease and introduce a bit of badly needed back story at just the right times.
In the hotness scale, this was scorching, torrid, incandescent. I am, by no means, a newbie in the genre, and have become inured to the repetition and "tab A into slot B" kind of sex scene. The sex in this story is not even in the same category as the majority of the M/M erotica I have read so far, while remaining clearly within the genre. You still have the usual features: overly large, untiring, undying genitalia, gorgeous men, plenty of them, sex scenes every couple pages, so on and so forth. Still, each scene is different, some happening within the fertile imagination of the MC and others actually taking place. Each character is as defined as it needs to be, to keep the story understandable and moving, but not a spot more. And let's just say the author has a innate talent for conveying physical pleasure in words. Woowee!
It would have been a 5-star read if it hadn't surprised me by abruptly cutting off the story with no actual ending. I was hooked and completely invested in finding out what happened next and, BLAM! "The End." Apparently, I have to read Man in the Box (Uncut) - Part 2: The Idol and Part 3: The Best Man to get the rest of the story. Challenge accepted.
This book is currently free on Smashwords, so I would recommend you make the most of that now! This is gay porn not m/m romance, so you've been warned!
The hero is a Scot who wins Wimbledon and promptly announces he is gay. It was written long before Andy Murray accomplished the feat, but I wouldn't mind betting he provided inspiration for the tennis and physical side of things even if not the sexual!
None of the characters are real. From what I can gather, there aren't even specific parallels, more amalgams and bits of players to create Lewis McLair's own distinct Universe.
Even though it's not meant to be instructive or even a polemic fighting for justice, anyone wondering why so few high profile gay sports people come out, only need to read this book to understand. The scenario may have been done before, but the teasing way the narrator addresses the reader, while jumping back and forth in time gives the book (and the series) a distinct edge.
There is enough sex and fantasizing about sex to glibly dismiss this as gay porn, but intertwined through this and the other books in the series is a touching tale about a number of characters. Sure, the star is Lewis and his search for the perfect man, but along the way we get to know all the people his life brushes up against in all their strengths and weaknesses.
Usually I don't like head hopping, but in this case, I was quite happy to briefly jump into minor characters' heads.
There is a lovely understanding of people's needs and wants. Their fears and fantasies. The perfect may not really be perfect but even in their imperfection, each has their own qualities.
The only negative niggle I had was the number of very explicit fantasies the characters have. Maybe that's the point though. Closeted gay men or men who have limited sexual options do spend a lot of their time thinking about sex. In detail. In great detail!
Apart from a few homophonic typos, the writing quality is fluid and easy to read so don't let them put you off. I gather from correspondence that we've had that the author intends to re-edit and re-publish the series later in the year.
Fergie Boy is the pseudonym of a writer who also publishes under the names Jack Brighton and Tom Farrell. Each incarnation writes books in a slightly different tone. The Fergie Boy stories which originally appeared on a website Gay Boy Books are highly erotic but not specifically BDSM in nature. Tom Farrell's books fall into two categories: 'Flaming Hot Gay Erotica' and 'Flaming Hot Gay BDSM'. Both collections are softer than Jack Brighton's normal work - the 'Erotica' collection much more so. But it is still Jack Brighton - his ideas and his style.