Batman's Lips!

Thinking about famous lips reminded me of another of my all-time favorites, Val Kilmer. As Batman, you only see the lips beneath the cowl, and he has some of the best!



Now, I know he's gotten older and is a bit heavier than he was in Top Gun, and a lot of people have picked on him for that, but we can't all stay young and fit forever--God knows I'm not!--but did you see him in The Saint???? OMG!!!!




This will forever be my favorite Val pic.



























They just don't get any more kissable than that. . . .

Hot, succulent lips!

Here's another Benjamin pic for you, Donna. My reaction to this one was "HOLY SHIT!"

Looks downright predatory, doesn't he? I can almost hear the growl.

Pucker up and click on him!












I found a clematis in bloom a few days ago, and then when I went back to my computer, I found something else among the blossoms.




















I can't imagine where he came from or who might have sent him, (I'll give you one guess) but he looks like he belongs there, doesn't he? Nothing like that in my garden. *grumble, grumble*

Pucker up for Antonio and Johnny!

I've been so busy looking at the hunky male model blogs that I forgot about some of the more famous guys, but Leslie has just reminded me of one very kissable set of lips that we shouldn't leave out, namely those of Antonio Banderas.

He was IMHO the very best Zorro ever, and probably should have been included in exotic hunk week, too!

He's almost life-size when you click on him. Go for it, ladies!


Next we have Donna's kissable lips contribution: Johnny Depp. He's played some pretty odd roles over the years, and some that were very romantic, but my personal favorite will always be Chocolat. *sigh* Johnny Depp with a ponytail and an Irish accent, playing the guitar . Be still my heart!


























In other news, I was strolling around the yard with my camera yesterday, and though the deer ate the Virginia Bluebells, the English Bluebells have been spared!

Now for the story! I wrote the first part last night and will be sending it to Ana once we've seen all of the hunks for the month of April. Anyone wishing to participate need only send me an email to that effect, and I'll put you on the list. I will be editing each contribution before posting it, so don't worry too much about the fine points.

My email address is: cheryl.brooks52@yahoo.com. Don't be shy! Join in the fun and we'll have tons of fun writing Mia's Men!

Kissable Lips Week Begins!

This week, we shift the focus from the nether regions back to the face for a look at some of the most kissable lips ever! I'll be posting some new ones and some old favorites, some famous and some not, but all are guaranteed to make you want to smooch!

Full, sensuous, delicious lips! They certainly aren't the only things this guy has to recommend him, but they are quite luscious, aren't they?

I'm going to be writing the first part of our story soon, so I need to know who wants to participate! I have email addresses for all of you regulars, so I'll be sending it out to each of you in alphabetical order. I'll write the first 500 words or so, send it to Ana first, she'll add another 500 words and then she will email it back to me, I'll edit it and send it to the next person, and so on.

I will start posting each excerpt when I have all of the first round completed. How many rounds we go will depend on your preference and the way the story progresses. I will let each of you introduce your favorite hunk from the month of April on that first round, and we'll see where it takes us! Be sure to tell me in when you send your part back to me which hunk you're adding so I can include his picture with your post.

Because Sourcebooks has the rights to The Cat Star Chronicles series and its characters, I'll be creating a new type of alien lover so we don't get into any trouble, and they can be as exotically erotic as we want to make them!

On a more somber note, I'd like to ask you ladies to please do me a favor and visit Marie's blog. She could use a few hugs right now.

The Clincher!

We interrupt Dick Week to bring you the terrific T-shirts Leslie has designed for everyone!

Wear them with pride!




















































And now, for the grand finale to dick week, we have a guy whose name I do not know, and I'm sorry that clicking on him doesn't make him bigger, but then, I'm not sure he needs to be.











I rest my case.















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Down to the wire. . . .

Donna wanted to see Jim's buns, so here they are!
Enjoy them!

Be sure to click on him!


















This is Chris, another one of those long nose, long tool examples.

Feel free to click on him, too. He looks even better close up!

For those of you who like to use hands as a guide, this is a good example of that.

Another day, another . . . .

DICK WEEK CONTINUES . . . .

As we progress in our study, here we see both nose and cock from a similar angle. Note the corresponding size and shape. . . .





You DEFINITELY want to click on this one! The details are very nice.

Almost there. . .

It's Apple Blossom Time!




















I was going to use the one you sent me, Donna, but apparently it was a secure photo and I couldn't get a copy of it, so I decided maybe we needed a break from the guys, anyway.

These are some pictures of my Golden Delicious apple tree which hasn't bloomed like this in many years.

We might actually get some apples this year!

Another fine example

Remember Harry? the last time you saw him, he was wearing a kilt. It was difficult to find just the right picture of him for the purposes of Dick Week, so we've got more of him than most. First, we see a head shot to get an idea of the size of his nose.








Next, we have one of him in his kilt, which is perfect for illustrating the size of his dick.


























Next, by popular demand, we have a good shot of his hunkybuns!

Click on him for a better look.























Is everyone with me so far? Have I covered all the bases?

In other new developments, I'm needing some names for a group of alien ladies in Fugitive and I was wondering if you ladies would like to help me out. They are natives of Barada Seven, and they look like tall, slender orange toads. They have wide mouths and snake-like tongues, and though they aren't what you'd call pretty by human standards, they have very lovely, musical voices. I want some traditional Earth names for them, which will seem very peculiar to Drusilla, our heroine, who is expecting outlandish names for such an odd-looking species. There are four of them, two younger (one who is pregnant) and two older, and they come to visit Drusilla while she is staying at the house by the lake.
Any suggestions?

The straight and narrow. . . .

As Dick Week continues, we take our study of the nose-to-dick ratio one step further with a look at the long, slender variety.

This fellow is obviously tall and a little on the skinny side, but though he doesn't have much in the way of chest and arm musculature, he does have some nice abs, incredible eyes, and I think we can all agree he's got it where it counts.

So, if you prefer them like this, look for a guy with a long, narrow nose and you just might get lucky.

Click on him for a larger view. . . .

In other news, I must report that Slave did not win the NLA writing award, but it was certainly fun to be nominated! Congratulations to the winner, Anneke Jacob!

By popular request....

Dick week begins!

This week, I'll be taking time off from serious blogging while I work on the final tweaking of Fugitive and take a little time to have some fun exploring the connection between nose and penis size. It's a tough (but very important!) job which will enable women everywhere to have a better understanding of just what they'll be getting when all they can see is a man's face!

Now, I know I've used this guy before, but he's one of my personal favorites and is also an excellent example of what I'm talking about. The first thing you notice about his face (what you can see of it!) is his nose. Looking further down, the next most prominent feature is the cock, even though it's not in a full salute. See the correlation?

Other things to recommend him are the fact that he's not too heavily muscled, and he's got just enough hair on his body to appear natural, though he might have shaved his balls. I don't know about you, but a man who does that oiled-up-total-body-shave thing looks like he'd be a little too high-maintenance for me. This one looks nice and clean and dry, not greasy, and just plain scrumptious!

Questions? Comments?

Sunday's Exotic Hunk!

I don't know this one's name, but I don't think we really need to. *sigh* So many hunks, so little time. . . .

Note the nose to dick size correlation here. They seem perfectly proportional to me.

Heh, heh, just wait until NEXT Sunday. . . .

I'm blogging on Wickedly Romantic today, too. Come on over for some more Sunday morning hunks, courtesy of Sharon!

Saturday's Exotic Hunk!

This is Michael, another one of those Boys from Brazil. I know you can't see much of the body in the headshot, but that face is just too good to miss. Ever see a more kissable set of lips in your life?



























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PS: Here are the frat boys, Ana. I knew you'd want to see them. . . . click on it for a larger view. I'm not sure, but I think the little guy in the middle of the back row has all the rest of them beat! What are your thoughts???

I've been tagged!!!

Since I've been tagged by Ms Moonlight, I guess I'd better find my my favorite hunky hero and share my thoughts on him!


He was the first, and the one who set the stage for them all, so my favorite hunk must be Cat from The Cat Star Chronicles: Slave. He had wit, he had style, he had vulnerability, and he even looked good in chains. Plus, he had what it took to steal Captain Jacinth "Jack" Rutland's tough heart.


I looked over my shoulder again. Yep, he was still there and still had that raging hard-on, which wasn’t appreciably smaller than the one he’d gotten out in the plaza. I guess the genital restraint hadn’t been as restrictive as it looked, after all. “Cat, what on Earth am I gonna do with you? You won’t wear clothes and you stand around looking like something out of a holographic porn shop! Don’t you have anything better to do?”

“No,” he replied, with a shake of his mane.

“Well, surely there’s something else you haven’t done for a long time that you might like to do now.”

“I have already done all of those things.” He resumed his deep, soothing massage of my back, neck, and shoulders and began purring again.

“I suppose I could stun you,” I suggested. “It seemed to help the last time.”

“But I would not like that.”

“I didn’t think so, but at least your dick wasn’t so hard while you were out.”

“You do not like it when my ‘dick’ is hard?”

“Picked that one right up, didn’t you?” I said approvingly. “No, I don’t like—well, it does look very nice, but I really can’t . . . ”

“Tell my why you cannot,” he persisted. “Do you have another mate?”

“No, it’s just that being with men messes up my thinking,” I explained. “I screw things up when I deal with men on anything other than a strictly businesslike basis. I just don’t handle it very well. It’s like someone who can’t hold his liquor, you know?”

He understood that last reference, at least. “It intoxicates you?”

“Yes, something like that.”

“Jacinth,” he chided softly. “It is supposed to intoxicate you.”

“Well then, I guess I just don’t like being intoxicated,” I grumbled. “I don’t drink much liquor as a rule, either. I . . . lose control, and I don’t like not being in control.”

His purr took on a musical, laughing note. “But you are in control. You control me,” he said. “I am your slave.”

“Not anymore!” I insisted. “I let you go, remember? You are not my slave!”

“But I think I would like to be,” he purred. “I believe I would like for you to tell me what to do for you. Things that would please you.”

If he didn’t stop that incessant purring and quit massaging my back in that deeply sensuous fashion, I really was gonna have to stun him again! He moved closer and leaned over me, sliding his hands down my arms and across my upper chest.

“If you’re my slave,” I countered, “I should be able to tell you to stop then, right?”

His mouth was right next to my ear and the purring was driving me insane. “You could tell me, but since I am not really your slave, I do not have to listen.” His lips found my earlobe and he nipped it gently, pulling it through those sharp teeth of his. He sniffed my neck. “You smell of desire,” he murmured. “I have not smelled it in many years, but I have not forgotten it. You smell like a female of my race, Jacinth. Just exactly the same.”

I felt his tongue sweep across my skin: hot and wet and so very, very delightful.

“You taste the same, as well,” he said against my neck. “Come and mate with me, my beautiful master, and I will give you joy unlike any you have ever known.”

I mean, really, who could resist a guy like that!

I believe I'll tag Marie Force next. Go for it, Marie!

Friday's Exotic Hunk!

Since we've been doing mostly Brazilian hunks so far, I thought we ought to throw in some of the Middle Eastern variety.

This is Kai. He sort of gives you that Midnight at the Oasis feeling, doesn't he? Makes you want to gallop across the desert on an Arabian stallion and then spend the night as a guest in his tent. Yeah, 1001 Arabian nights with him would be quite memorable. . . .

Great nose, too.







I read on Ms. Moonlight's blog that Amazon is going to start deranking books with adult content. What fools! They must be ignoring the fact that it is a growing trend. Of course, I've always maintained that denying people certain things will only make them more sought after. Perhaps this will turn out to be a good thing. Pardon me while I look for the silver lining. . . .
In other news, the deer have NOT eaten my Bleeding hearts (or the Virginia Bluebells growing alongside them), and the wild version, Dutchman's Breeches, has made an appearance in my woods for the first time in several years. Must be all the rain. . . .

And now as a special treat, Sharon sent this one just for you, Ana, but I think we can all enjoy it!


Click on the photo for a larger view.









Do you think seven are enough? I have another one she sent me of some frat boys and there are a whole lot more of them. Different camera angle, too. Hmm. . . .

Thursday's Exotic Hunk!

This is Roni, whom I think pretty much qualifies as perfect.

I'm engaged in a study comparing nose and cock size. We don't have Roni's to compare, but I believe there's a definite correlation. Sharon sent me one picture that pretty much proves it, and I will share it with you soon!

In other news, I finished the revisions to Fugitive last night. WHOO HOO!!! There is more tweaking to be done, of course, but I plan to take a few days off from it before I look at it again. Fresh eyes are the best for spotting the rough places!

This means that I'll be getting back into Hero pretty soon, (Yay, Trag!) and then the promotional interviews and guest blogs for Outcast. Thanks to all of you for your support and encouragement during this crazy time. Believe me, it means a lot!


In the meantime, the apples and pears are in bloom, so that must mean it's time for love, and also that I must take the time to stop and smell the flowers lest I go bonkers again.

I did take some time yesterday morning to snap a few pictures and found some treasures in my yard, along with a few things that made me mad. My Virginia Bluebells have been eaten by deer! They've been flocking to my yard every evening this week. I keep chasing them off, but the damage is done.

*sigh* I really need to get another dog. . . .

More Exotic Hunks!

This is Thiago. He has that bad boy thing going for him. Naughty, but nice!

I REALLY need to visit Brazil. . . .

I wonder if these South American guys like overweight older American women.

Nah, prob'ly not. . . .

I didn't make it to my riding lesson yesterday. I went to the local clinic instead. Turns out the reason I was dizzily running into walls was a sinus infection. Who knew? I was thinking inner ear infection, myself. Trust a nurse to make things more complex than they need to be. . . .

Anyway, I tried to go to work, but the dizzy thing got worse, so my buddies ganged up on me and sent me home. It's nice to be loved. . . .

In other news, my erotic short story, Three Men on a Boat is now available to download from Ravenous Romance for $1.99! Don't miss it, it's REALLY hot!!!!

Exotic hunk week continues. . .

Say hello to Lucas. Not every picture of him did it for me, but this one, well, is that a dreamy-eyed hunk or what?

Apparently, the "Terra" site where I found these guys originates in Brazil because I found Jonas (yesterday's hunk) on a site called "Made in Brazil" which would seem to indicate the source. I've always had this yen to go to Rio; now we know why. . .

Speaking of rare finds, I found a little surprise on the way home from work Sunday morning. When I first moved to this region twenty years ago, I discovered a spring passion for morel mushrooms that knows no boundaries. EVERYONE around here seems to love mushrooms--enough to go traipsing through the woods in spite of irate landowners and the occasional snake to find them.

This spring, we've had a LOT of rain, and it seems to have had an effect on the supply of those little treasures. Where one year I might find one or two along my driveway, on Easter Sunday, I found about twenty of them growing up through the gravel. Having a long driveway through the woods is sometimes a bit of a headache, but right now, it's a truly wonderful thing. I didn't even have to venture into the woods to find them.

I fried some up yesterday, and OMG, are they good! Just split them in half, toss them in a little flour and fry until lightly browned in olive oil, sprinkle on a little salt, and enjoy!

PS: it's raining again. . . You know what that means. . . . ;-)

Exotic Hunk Week Begins!

I hope everyone had a nice Easter. I, as usual, had to work the night before, but that doesn't stop me from sticking a turkey in the oven before I go to bed. Then when I get up, it's ready to eat--well, sort of. . . it's never quite that simple, but you get the idea.

In other news, remember that $1000 copy of Outcast that was available on Amazon? Well, it's not there anymore. I'm hoping it was simply pulled from the site, but it's also possible that someone actually paid that ridiculous sum for it. PLEASE tell me that none of you ladies bought it! Are you out there? If you are, then please tell me why anyone would pay that much for a $7 book in this economy????

But enough about that. Meet Jonas, our first exotic hunk of the week. He's got several things going for him, so you need more than one picture to appreciate all of his, um, assets. Terrific eyes, and he's got a very nice bulge thing going on there, too, doesn't he? Mmm, yeah. . . .

Moving right along, the proof is in the pudding, as they say, but here is yet another example of my brain coming through for me if I just leave it alone for a while. I've been trying in vain to come up with a way to continue The Cat Star Chronicles, if needed, and finally just quit thinking about it.

Then, on my way to work Friday night--which is a 45 min drive, btw--it came to me in a flash: The Perfect Solution. Pulling together a variety of seemingly unrelated tidbits, I now have a source of infinite possibilities for continuing the story.

This may or may not be a good thing. I've often complained about series that go on forever, but at least this one won't go on and on without ever reaching the happy ending. In this scenario, there can be many happily ever afters that won't leave you hanging by your fingernails until the next one comes out, only to disappoint you once again by not reaching a satisfying conclusion. Some of those never-ending types truly never end because the author eventually dies, leaving the tale unfinished. I think any author who writes that kind of saga should write the last one, put it in a safe deposit box to be opened upon their death, and then be published posthumously. It's the humane thing to do. . . .

Speaking of problems with one's brain, I'm a guest on Sia McKaye's Over Coffee blog today. Come on over!