Average Looking Male Novels & Stories

He rubbed his tired eyes. Before Sloan could respond to Lindsay's comment, his gaze caught an individual weaving his way toward the bar. For a second, Sloan felt like he was in a movie. The man was beautiful, and he didn't use that word often. This guy's body was chiseled perfection with shoulder-length thick brown hair and a charming smile lightly hanging on his lips. Easily six-foot-five or taller, the new arrival had muscles and utterly gorgeous tan skin. Sloan didn't think men in magazines were real. They were photoshopped. But this guy? He was a real-life sex god.

Not only that, but I mentally laughed at my thought. The three of the guys started to walk closer to us and looked at each other. They are like rich customers looking for good quality women. I looked at the rest of the men, who seemed to have no intention of choosing. He boldly waits for his colleagues to choose. Based on his appearance, this one always has Chinese. He has narrow eyes, smooth complexion, sharp nose and black hair combed backwards. I can say he's a definition of a clean man when it comes to appearance. He turned to my behavior, so I suddenly took my eyes off him. He caught me staring.

Last time he did that I was already fifteen. .....Not creepy at all right? There were two other men. he looked in his late fifties. Dude reeked of raw power. If I thought Manuel looked intimidating this man owned it. His striking blue eyes looked ever so watchful. His black hair combed back showing a hint of graying at the side and his average built in an equally black suit.

“That look people get when they begin to understand the life they’ve built is nothing like the one they thought it was.” She gave a dry laugh. “You sound like a therapist.” “Not by a long shot.” She spun right back round to him. A male probably late thirties, early forties. Strong jaw, black hair and eyes that seem to have read more books than they have ever watched anything else. He was tall and had a dangerous look about him, but was well dressed. "You always talk to strangers that way?" to strangers like that?"23

“Four?” “Yes. Most have one. Rarely two. Never four. But since this pack has four Alphas, it would make sense that they would share a mate.” Great. Four men to keep happy. Ugh, sounds exhausting. I say, both serious and teasing. We laughed. I stopped on the porch and turned to look at them; four extremely god-like, handsome men. They were all easily over six feet with broad shoulders and a muscular physique. The first is tan with dark brown high-and-tight haircut. He has brown eyes on a tall face with a long nose and clean-shaven. He smelled like freshly cut grass.

My friends had gone to freshen up in the bathroom, and I was designated drink watcher. I noticed a man approaching out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look at him and smiled at the sight. He looked to be maybe mid-thirties, with his short brown hair combed neatly over his head. He had stunning blue eyes. He was quite easy on the eyes.

“It’s an oh-my-fucking-god-look-at-you fuck. You’re amazing. I want to get out a magnifying glass and examine every inch of you.” “I’m hoping you won’t need it to look at the family jewels.” She giggles. “I didn’t mean that. The jewels are very notable without the need for magnification.” She looks at my crotch, then gives me an impish glance. “Go on,” I say. “Ask whatever question is burning inside you.” “I’ve read that the average size of a man’s erection is just over five inches.” “Sounds about right.” “Jesus, I’m the luckiest girl alive.”

With his eyeglasses perched on his nose, he exudes an undeniable allure. Livia believes that the man is likely in his late thirties. The man expressed his annoyance by rolling his eyes. Livia couldn’t help but gulp as she noticed the man’s broad shoulders, a clear sign of his dedication to the gym. Standing at six feet tall, even in his suit, she could easily make out his well-defined six-pack abs on his abdomen. The man possesses an undeniable handsomeness that leaves her speechless, save for one observation. ‘He is handsome but also a mean one!’ She whispered to herself. Just as she was about to speak to the man, the elevator door swiftly closed, leaving George nowhere near reaching it. Th

He looked to be in his twenties, had bushy eyebrows, and had large, lively eyes, which made him look very masculine. Behind that young man, another young man in his twenties followed. This man had a sharp and angular face with soft and pleasant facial features. He was also dressed to the nines and held flowers and gifts in his hands. After that, a third young man followed. This person had a cold but handsome face as well as a sharp aura around him. His expression was stiff and frozen, and his steps were steady as he came in with a bouquet. Then, a fourth young man followed. This man had a warm smile as gentle as a spring breeze and his enchanting eyes were very attractive. He gave off the im

Oh my god, he was gorgeous. He grinned at me, dimples forming on either side of his mouth. White teeth. Plush pink lips. A golden hue to his skin. Clean shaven to show off his unbelievably sharp jawline. Had to be in his mid-thirties. The man stood tall over me, even in my six-inch heels. Had to be nearly 6'4".