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Nate The Bens aren’t related, but they might as well be twins. From their matching outfits to shared platonic showers, my son’s ex-boyfriends do almost everything together. The only thing they don’t share is a physical relationship, but from what Benjamin tells me, that’s about to change, and they're going to need me to guide them. As part of a polyamorous pack, they suffered at the hands of their abusive ex-boyfriend, Benito. Now, with the monster out of the picture, I’ll do whatever it takes to make them feel safe. If that means wearing their ejaculate on my hip like lotion or guiding them through their first sexual experiences together, so be it. If I’m going to be the father figure my surrogate sons need, I’ll need to find a way to prove that they’re not unlovable. Maybe in doing so, I might even convince myself that I’m not, either. I kind of feel it already, each time Bennet calls me Daddy or Benjamin calls me Dad. All or nothing. Beginning to end. Forever and ever. That’s us. That’s me and my Bens. Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang Us, Daddy is a high heat, heavy heart, unbearably steamy, character-driven story. Low on plot, it focuses on the budding relationship between three unrelated, broken men. Please review the content warnings before reading as there are heavy topics aplenty. While it is book three of a series, it can be read as a standalone, but it isn't suggested.
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Every time I think that maybe one of Lansdale's books isn't going to be my speed... I'm wrong. As with the other two books in this series, if you're willing to jump into this silly, chaotic world with both feet, suspend judgement and disbelief, and just... roll with it, I promise that you will have a good time. Even better, you will enjoy some genuinely lovely moments of connection between friends, between family members, and between romantic partners.
Every character in these books is broken in their own way, yet they are comforted, cared for, protected, and valued by those around them. It's actually kind of a delight to escape to this world where the weirdest of weirdos enjoy deeply loyal found family and happy endings given the dumpster fire state of the actual world. What perfect timing for a happy band of queerdos (I'm making up that word right here - queer weirdos! The portmanteau we didn't know we needed!) to enjoy playful, chaotic escapades.
I can't articulate how Lansdale does it, because when I try to explain why these books are delightful, I feel like I lose the magic. But trust me. They're unhinged. Boundary pushing. Possibly inappropriate and definitely offensive to many sensibilities - but none of those sensibilities matter because they're also authentic and playful and full of consent and support and autonomy and they just make me feel warm and happy.
So there you go. Another total winner of a book! Enjoy.