Average Looking Male Novels & Stories

"How can they give such an order?!" The screaming man is young and handsome, quite like a fox. He's probably in his twenties or early thirties. He's tall and lean, with an elegant and remarkably muscular build. He has an unshaven beard on his chin as well as kind eyes. He holds his head high while another flustered fellow trips over himself to hold him back.

me. He is a few inches taller than my 5’7 frame, but not much heavier. He is paper thin and he looks like I could fight him. His jet black hair is maybe six inches long, just going over his silver like eyes. They lead to his sharp nose and strong jawline, dimples and full lips. His teeth are picture perfect, straight and white. He looks like a model. He exudes power and wealth, no one ever tells him no, least of all a lover.

Two fine gentlemen stood in front of me while a woman was crying on the other woman’s shoulder, stood right behind them and the other woman was trying to console her. One of the men was extremely tall and handsome. His blue eyes sparkled through his round-framed glasses. He definitely looked like he took good care of his body as could see his muscles bulging out from his T-shirt. He could be any woman’s nightmare, in a good way. His chiseled face and sharp jawline just added to his already amazing features. He looked like he was about 6’5. His dark hair fell on his forehead. Just looking at him, made my knees weak. He looked like he was straight out of a magazine. If I had to choose between

I can think of worse ways to die. I’m surprised by how good-looking he is. He’s definitely older—probably mid-fifties—but has a bit of a George Clooney vibe going on. He has a full head of salt and pepper hair, tanned skin, and arresting blue eyes. He’s tall—very tall, and he definitely looks like the kind of guy who hits the gym every morning.

They had a for year old daughter. However, a married man he was, he was still the dream man of all girls and women of different ages. At his current age of thirty years old, he looked young and very handsome. he has nice flawless skin, a perfect firmed body, and a perfectly molded face as if God had made him a perfect creation when he created human beings.

"I didn’t mean to discomfort you by bringing you here. Truly, I didn’t. I just thought we might have a little… chat." The man standing in front of me looked like he belonged in the pages of a business magazine. He looked to be in his late thirties or early forties, with black hair swept back so perfectly it could have been done with a ruler. His features were nice and well-balanced—handsome, but not in a way that turned heads. No, his appeal was subtler, like the kind of man who didn’t need beauty to intimidate you. He wasn’t jaw-dropping like Owen, but there was something unique about him, like every inch of him had been created to make people pay attention.

Subsequently, a young man in a white-colored robe walked out without any fear from the crowd. Immediately, all eyes were on the young man. He looked like he was around twenty-seven years old with decent-looking facial features. With a fan in his hand, the young man was looking extremely pretty and refreshing.

After some moment a sexy male descended from the stairs, be has white hair that was complimented with his white eyebrows, his body was musclarly chiseled and firm, his jawline was so angular and sharp that some gods would curse him due to jealousy, the male firm muscled legs where flexing and twitching as he descended the stairs, he was only in a tight black boxer that fitted him so well making him look like a sex god which he is, the male was only twenty three and he's Adonis. The male gaze went to the other that was seating in a nonchalant way on the extremely expensive living room seat, he looked exactly 28 years old, he also has white hair with eyebrows, porcelain skin just like Adonis a

Now I realize how handsome he is. He doesn't look like an old man, but he's not young either. I would say his appearance is that of a mature man. His hair is black, his skin is tan, his muscles are... big. If I said they were average, I would be lying, but they're not overly exaggerated either.

How can it suddenly feel different after years of it feeling one way? I’ve always appreciated that he was an attractive male. He stands at a solid six foot two, his jet black hair is short on the sides but the top falls past his shoulders when its out. Today though, its pulled up into a bun. His jaw is chiselled and defined, coated in a light stubble. I don’t think I’ve ever actually seen him clean shaven. He’s wearing a loose linen shirt, but his built form is still evident underneath it. His pants are tight, the ends tucked into his combat boots.