Little Boy Toy Little Big Heart #3
Gay Romance, Gay Fiction LGBTQ Romance
Eye Scry Publications
May 8, 2023
Kindle
162
Amazon
A little who is rumored to be ace and a man who says he isn’t a daddy are drawn together by powers greater than the roles of the kink club where they meet. How in all the worlds can they make it work?
Kendry: I’m tired of the daddies who leer, who only want hookups, who don’t see the real me. I still want the social life of the kink club, but I decide to stop dating for a while. I enjoy dressing as a little and going to the club’s book corner to read. I can still have my juice and snacks and see other littles.
Then he walks in. I’ve never seen him before in the daddy/little playroom. He’s too big, too much leather, too much muscle. He comes straight to my corner and wiggles himself into a short, kid-sized chair right next to me. Staring straight ahead, hands folded over his chest, he looks so lonely. I start to read to him.
Zale: In all my years coming to the club, I’ve never bothered with the littles room. First of all, I’m not a daddy. Second, the bottles, the diapers, the pacifiers—all fine and good, just not for me. But I’m tired and need a break. My usual kinks aren’t doing anything for me. I don’t want hookups these days. I’m ready to settle down. I want someone just for me.
Review By Ulysses Dietz
Member of the Paranormal Romance Guild Review Team
This is a new one on me. The daddy side of this story’s equation was no surprise, but somehow I’d never encountered the “little” identity in a book before. Kendry may be in his twenties, but he lives his life as a little—specifically identifying as a six-year-old. For all the fact that he lives alone, has a job and drives a car, he surrounds himself with things that make him happy, harking back to that six-year-old’s moment of happiness in his own life. His clothing, his eating habits, his choice of reading, and even the furnishing of his apartment are all chosen to evoke his little identity.
Zale is a thirty-something construction worker turned manager, who is as tall and hairy and muscular as Kendry is petit and delicate and pretty. Up to this point in his life, Zale has been open to almost anything (once or twice), and his physical presence has steered him to the world of leather and to other daddies like himself.
This is, of course, until that moment when he spies Kendry, dressed in short shorts and a tight t-shirt, reading children’s books in the corner of the room at the Red Door Club set aside for littles. It seems that, like me, Zale has never encountered a little before.
Wendy Rathbone makes it very clear that not only is Kendry an adult, but is sexually an adult as well. He knows who he is and what he wants. His kink is a boy-daddy fantasy that does not involve any of the standard s/m notions. Kendry’s problem is that in the world dom/daddy-sub/boy scenes, he doesn’t really fit.
Zale has no such preconceptions, since he’s never been drawn to a little and is at first entirely unsure what Kendry is up to and what he might want.
This oddly adorable little book is the story of these two men’s courtship, as unlikely as it might seem. Rathbone takes us inside her protagonists’ heads and hearts, so that we understand what each of them is yearning for and what he is drawn to about the other.
Ultimately, it is a romance about two slightly-lost-at-sea men finding each other when they least expect it. If love can bloom when two people really see each other, this is how it happens.