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210 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 20, 2016
“Carter.” [Ethan] sounded put-upon. “When you look at me like that, my penis gets hard.”
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“My penis is always hard in the morning,” Ethan said, like an announcement. I didn’t need to look up to know that Ethan was looking at me looking at him. “It goes down after I pee.”
“That’s good.” I’d been busy staring at my bare knees, aiming for plausible deniability. Ethan’s boner didn’t make me want to jump him or anything, but… it was kind of hard to look away.
“Then I masturbate,” Ethan said, and the coils that had started to loosen from my gut clamped around me again.
“Oh,” I squeaked.
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“So, it took you guys long enough,” Frankie said.
I grinned at him. “I think so too.”
“Yeah.” Carter scooted closer to me. Carter was still nervous around my friends. He’d have to get over that, but for now I liked the idea that I was protecting him.
“Of course I haven’t seen his penis yet, but I hope to soon,” I said. “I have to talk to Mom about the rule first, of course.”
Which brings us to Ethan's parents' rule that he was not to have any type of sex with other people.
A lot of Carter's conflict about dating Ethan surrounded them possibly becoming sexually active. Firstly, Carter was not ready for that, at all. Also, he worried that, if it did happen, would he be taking advantage of Ethan?
Ethan's lack of impulse control did make me ask that question myself; however, I decided early on that, yes, Ethan is not a child and had the ability to love someone. And also have sex with them. Fortunately, Ethan's very supportive family came to a reasonable conclusion regarding his cognitive abilities as well.
The book is extremely slow burn and, to always be talking about penises, has very little steam, with only one scene, when Carter is finally ready to further explore his relationship with Ethan.
This story was a complete treasure and the boys get what I feel is an HEA, which may be premature, but that's how it read to me, in spite of their younger ages. Sometimes when it's right, that's just it.
As with the original story, this was a 5-star read for me and I highly recommend it to all readers, period.
I would note that, as this story is essentially a reworking of the previous plot, only with younger MC's, I am glad that it had been a few years since I'd read the original.
I believe that if I'd read them back to back, the impact of the new YA version of the story would not have been quite the same.
So if you've recently read "Ethan, Who Loves Carter," you might want to give it a bit of time to settle before giving "Ethan" a shot.
Otherwise, READ. IT. NOW! : )
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My ARC copy of this story was provided by the publisher in exchange for a fair, unbiased review.
“No one can see my music. It’s in my brain, and sometimes it’s in the clouds. But yours is in your whole body.”– Ethan
Ethan seemed to revel in my most hated tics. He’d heck, he’d set them to music. The light bounce of notes, starts and stops, of Ethan’s song, it was the music of my Tourette’s, and Ethan had made it beautiful. He’d made me beautiful for having them.
Carter tapped the steering wheel as he drove, so I tapped my knee, as if I could take away some of Carter’s twitches, even though I loved them as part of Carter. But, if they caused Carter pain, I would wish them away.
Love? I hadn’t had any idea what it was, but now, I looked at Ethan and found a thousand definitions for it.