I wanted to like this book a lot more than I actually did. The idea is fantastic -- a high school jock finds out that a boy in his class is prostituting himself for cash. And he has cash... Sexy good times, moral ambiguity and a shitload of angst ahead!
Except I just couldn't connect to the MC Mike. I didn't hate him, I just didn't care very much about him. I actually liked Jason a lot better, teenage angry mood swings and general assholery included. Because I got Jason. I understood a bit of where he was coming from. I understood his self-destructiveness, his pride, and his sheer mercenary streak. And maybe I hung around with kids like that in high school...
I really did enjoy the first half of this book, but the second half lost me. Mike is what...18? And he didn't graduate high school... And suddenly he's making a fortune in New York in a job he is not qualified for and has no understanding of? I mean, I know a lot of people did a lot of coke in the 80s, but really? To be honest it all felt a bit soap-opera. Spurned prodigal son is cast out of home, only to return later with money and power dripping off him. I would have liked it a lot more if Mike had got a normal job.
So I really enjoyed the first half of this book, but personally found the second half to be a let down. But maybe you'll like it more than me!