Molly Reviews: Three of a Kind by Sean Michael

What’s better than a pair? Three of a Kind of course!

Zane is about to give up by the time his truck breaks down in Arizona. All he has in the world is the truck, less than fifty bucks and more bruises than any one young man should have to bear. That’s when he meets buff giant Butch who takes Zane in, helping him get his life back together.

Problem is, Butch already has a lover, an artist named Randy. Or at least Zane thinks it’s a problem. Turns out, it’s not the kind of trouble Zane thinks it is when Butch and Randy both take a romantic interest in him.

Can Zane let go of his troubled past and let Butch and Randy teach him that love doesn’t have to hurt?

Publisher’s Note: This book has been released elsewhere. It has been revised and re-edited for re-release with Pride Publishing.

Where To Buy:
Pride Publishing || Amazon

This book started out really good but around halfway it took a turn that I wasn’t a fan of. I really like Bitch and randy and how they easily took care of Zane in their own way. They both just included Zane and showed him he was worthy of their friendship, then affection, and eventually love. Zane was wonderfully described with how skittish he was. You could feel his fear he wasn’t worthy or that he didn’t deserve someone. His past was glossed over a bit but talked about. Considering the level of abuse Zane suffered I would have liked it addressed a bit more.
Where the book went wrong for me was around the halfway mark and their relationship turned physical. The first sex scene was sweet with how Butch and Randy allayed Zane’s fears and showed him sex could be a positive experience. But it was non stop sex for the rest of the book. When the three of them weren’t actively having sex, you could tell they were about to with the kisses that go deeper and the groping gets more involved. I enjoy sex scenes but when they take over the story I stop liking them and wind up skimming and skipping them.

About Sean:
Often referred to as “Space Cowboy” and “Gangsta of Love” while still striving for the moniker of “Maurice,” Sean Michael spends his days surfing, smutting, organising his immense gourd collection and fantasizing about one day retiring on a small secluded island peopled entirely by horseshoe crabs. While collecting vast amounts of vintage gay pulp novels and mood rings, Sean whiles away the hours between dropping the f-bomb and pursuing the kama sutra by channelling the long lost spirit of John Wayne and singing along with the soundtrack to “Chicago”.

A long-time writer of complicated haiku, currently Sean is attempting to learn the advanced arts of plate spinning and soap carving sex toys.

Barring any of that? He’ll stick with writing his stories, thanks, and rubbing pretty bodies together to see if they spark.

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