Aaron Johnson, the son of a freed slave, and Jack Edgerton, a young guy of privilege from Vermont, go on a fuck-a-thon. The book begins in 1864 but don't look for history. All you'll find in this book are beautiful,young,well hung and horny young men. ( )

Well, it sounds like an interesting novel. While the USA is devastated by the Civil War a white man and a dark guy meet and feel attracted to one another. Due to the turbulent times of war they have to find their way through difficult times before they can meet up in the end.
That would have made for a good story but J. Lear is already satisfied to put one sex scene after the other. So, the Civil War is just decorum for sexual encounters that are derived from the poor sex imaginations about well hung black guys and muscled soldiers. I wouldn't have believed that sex can get so boring. The last chapters make up a bit for the ridiculous first part in which every male person turns out to be either gay or horny enough to act gay, but in the end, this novel can´t be called a novel, it´s more a 10-pence-story book.
And mentioning Scarlett O'Hara on the back flap is just pushing a little bit tooooooo far....
Try to write a story next time, mr. Lear and leave porn to the Hustler. ( )