Title: The Back Passage (Mitch Mitchell Mystery #1)
Author: James Lear and Daniel Carter (Narrator)
Publisher: Cleis Press
Release Date: December 14th 2011
Genre(s): M/M Historical Erotica Mystery
Length: 5 hrs and 19 mins
Reviewed by: Belen
Heat Level: 5 flames out of 5
Rating: 3.5 stars out of 5
Agatha Christie, move over! Hard-core sex and scandal meet in this brilliantly funny whodunit.
A seaside village, an English country house, a family of wealthy eccentrics and their equally peculiar servants, a determined detective; all the ingredients are here for a cozy Agatha Christie-style whodunit. But wait ; Edward Mitch Mitchell is no Hercule Poirot, and The Back Passage is no Murder of Roger Ackroyd. Mitch is a handsome, insatiable 22-year-old hunk who never lets a clue stand in the way of a steamy encounter, whether it’s with the local constabulary, the house secretary, or his school chum and fellow athlete Boy Morgan, who becomes his Watson when they’re not busy boffing each other.
When Reg Walworth is found dead in a cabinet, Sir James Eagle has his servant Meeks immediately arrested as the killer. But Mitch’s observant eye pegs more plausible possibilities: polysexual chauffeur Hibbert, queenly pervert Leonard Eagle, missing scion Rex, sadistic copper Kennington, even Sir James Eagle himself.
Blackmail, police corruption, a dizzying network of spyholes and secret passages, watersports, and a nonstop queer orgy backstairs and everyplace else mark this hilariously hard-core mystery by a major new talent.
Wonderfully narrated by Daniel Carter this is absolutely ridiculous, amusing and entertaining.
Is this deliciously porny? Yes. Yes, it is. It is filled with sex. Everyone in the story is gay or bi and everyone is having sex with everyone else, or watching, or…It’s completely ridiculous. Ask me if I care. Nope, I assuredly don’t care – because it was funny and campy and fun.
There a whole murder mystery with Mitch Mitchell believing he’s a younger, gayer, more dapper version of Sherlock Holmes, when the reality is he’s closer to the idiotic Inspector Clouseau, bumbling his way through the mystery and managing, in between bouts of sometimes really acrobatic sex, to find a clue.
And wow. The sex – there is enough sex in this to make a porn star blush. It’s awesome and tiresome at the same time!