I HAVE BEEN ON A QUEST. MissK asked me to help her find hunks for Filfy Friday, and I'm beginning to think it's an impossible dream. You type in sexy and get all sorts of hard bodies glistening with some sort of oil posed with their hands somehow cupping their crotches. All pecs, delts, biceps & triceps, and the prerequisite six pack. Some of these dudes have an 8 pack, and I swear to God, one had a 12-pack. But I digress.
Shirtless, tight jeans, chiseled features, perfect hair, clean nails, meh....
Where are the REAL men? So I sat down to list what I, a REAL III woman, find sexy in a man; and maybe if someone sees pics that fit this image, they can send them on to MissK. So here we go:
- Strong does NOT mean muscle bound. If you've got muscles from working hard, that's one thing; but if you are so well-defined a 1st year med student can identify your musculature, you're spending too much time in the gym. NOT sexy. And knock it off with the oil. I want my men glistening with sweat.
- Women are not that turned on by blatant nudity. We'd rather look at a fully clothed man and wonder what it would be like to undress him and discover for ourselves. We're adventurous explorers at heart. So dudes in Speedos or thongs, uh-uh.
- Hair, um, yes, no, maybe. Actually guys, and pay very close attention, real men don't spend hours fucking with their hair. If you've got it, wash it, comb it, cut it occasionally. If you don't, don't worry about it, but for God's sake, no comb-overs. Embrace your baldness. Some of the sexiest men alive are bald.
- I love men's faces, especially when they show character. Butter smooth, chiseled jaw, bedroom eyes lowered to half-mast. Meh. Give me tanned from working/playing outside, eyes that shine with intelligence (not book smarts) and good humor, lines around the eyes and mouth that say he's not a stranger to laughing and smiling, add a few hard-earned scars and we're good.
- Clothing? Doesn't really matter, gonna end up in a heap on the floor.
So there you have it, short and sweet. A man that works hard, plays hard, loves hard, fights hard, and snores in the recliner on Sunday afternoon. If ya'll can find THOSE pics, send 'em in.
That's what I'm talking about girl, thank you so much for this great write-up.