Wear your heart on your skin in this life. – Sylvia Plath
God, I’m a sucker for hot men with tattooed flesh. And stories about hot men with tattooed flesh make my mind wander all over the muscular landscapes of smooth, inked skin. And yes, that makes me shallow, but it also makes me happy, so there.
And apparently I’m not the only one who shares an affinity for muscular tattooed men. Spence Brownley does too, and this is his story; well, his and Vander Jarvis’s story, actually—The Bigger They Are, The Harder They Fall, a sweet and sexy little quickie about a strong and confident older man whose life is illustrated in artful ways on his body, and the younger and ever-so-adorkable guy who thinks maybe a tattoo would be a little bit of all right…if only he didn’t faint dead away at the sight of needles and blood.
It’s the story of their unplanned meeting in a tattoo parlor, their unlikely attraction to each other, and their undeniable connection that the reader doesn’t get to see develop beyond the first date, which is a bit of a bummer since I’d have loved to spend more time with them, but we do get a six months later that’s almost as good, or at least good enough, because we get to see them wear their hearts on their sleeves, or on their skin, whichever, and you can’t help but feel okay about their happy beginning.
Spence and Vander are two pretty loveable guys who, along with Tam Ames humor and warmth, made this one a pretty fun little read, though I’d have loved more than just a sip.