Good Looking Guys Novels & Stories

This made me take a quick break to look at my best friend only to see her looking at these same guys with her mouth wide open. “What was I expecting? For someone like me to find them hot, I have no doubt that they seem heavenly to Jasmine.” I thought to myself as I looked back to the guys who were now at the counter, trying to order their coffee. I mean, can you blame us, these two guys were too handsome to be considered humans. For the first time, I concurred with Jasmine’s common saying that some people just look too beautiful for humans.

Tasha’s POV What the actual fuck? My heart pounded like I’d just run a marathon as I peeked into the room. Three fucking naked guys with huge cocks!!! Scratch that—three. Two more were chilling on the balcony, their silhouettes just as intimidating. These dudes looked like they’d gone through dick enlargement or something. Each one looked like they’d been sculpted for sin, their dicks thick, veiny, huge….literally way out of the world. “This is too much”.

The music was nice and there were drinks almost at every corner. Lisa and I were enchanted with the atmosphere, we looked around, looking for where to blend in. “Hi.” Three shirtless guys were suddenly in front of us. They had colors splattered all over their body and jean trousers, they were staring at Lisa and her eyes were as big as saucers. “Oh my God.” She gasped, looking at the guys’ wonderful toned muscles. “I’ll be over there.” I quietly excused them but went ahead to watch from a corner.

They all looked so masculine, my fake boyish attire and the tightly bound bandages around my chest suddenly felt far too fake— we would definitely be the shortest here. And then I saw them. Four young men stood leaning recklessly against the decorated stone fountain in the center of the courtyard, and they immediately commanded attention from everyone. They were too perfect to be real—tall, athletic, and devastatingly handsome in a way that felt almost unfair to everyone else. Each of them radiated confidence and raw power in their own special ways, their polished uniforms fitting them as if they were tailored by gods. One had striking platinum blond hair that caught the sunlight like a halo

I looked up, puzzled—then stopped breathing. Three guys walked in, trays in hand, and the room felt alive around them. They were amazing, like they stepped out of a myth. All tall, looking sharp in a smooth way. Their clothes were neat except the one in the middle. His top button was open, dark hair falling over eyes like ice. He looked easy, like he didn’t care, like none of us mattered. His friends—one blonde, the other with red hair and a knowing smile—were right by him.

He seemed attractive yet cold and distant. It was a pleasant sight to see the group of youthful boys walking next to each other, reminiscent of a boy band. At that moment, their fans went wild— “D*mn, I need some medical aid right away. I might need an oxygen tank, too. I can’t take it. S is so handsome.” “S! He’s the greatest of all time!”

Even if they weren't part of the Five, they definitely stood out because of their fancy looks. The male in a delicate suit exuded an air of sophistication and elegance. His dark hair and black pearly eyes made him look intimidating like a cold statue. The male walking next to him was on his phone, talking about something. His light blue eyes had this snake-like dangerous glint, and his chiseled jawline gave off a vibe of distance. Then there was this other male who wasn't wearing a suit but still looked trendy. He had a smug grin on his face.

I glance out the window—and my breath hitches. There, near a clearing by the side of the road, is a group of men—no, gods disguised as men. Shirtless, glistening with sweat, their muscles ripple as they chop wood and move heavy logs like it’s nothing. Their hair ranges from sun-bleached blonde to jet black, tousled in ways that could make a magazine cover. They’re ridiculously attractive. The bus erupts into a mix of whistles and giggles. Even some of the women sitting next to their partners can’t resist leaning closer to the window.

Why did I sign up for this, thinking it was going to be as easy as my other jobs? The men turned at once, and my breath hitched at the sight of the most beautiful men ever. They tied their identical red hair up in a ponytail, with just a few strands curled in their faces. Their blue, piercing eyes looked like a glacier, freezing anyone who dared to stare into them. My eyes went lower. The two men looked identical, but their bodies differed greatly from each other. One was muscular enough, like a football star, while the other had a slim waist and a figure that would make a swimmer jealous.

It felt alive, chaotic, a far cry from the tentative park benches of my first days here. Sarah nudged me. “See anyone cute?” I shrugged, cheeks heating. “Not yet.” But my gaze caught on a group by the staircase…four guys, all broad-shouldered and laughing, their shirts untucked like they'd just rolled out of bed. One, with dark hair cropped short and a jawline that could cut glass, met my eyes for a split second before turning back to his friends.