Beefcake Quotes & Sayings

Spectacular sporting events are bread & circuses. The Superbowl, for instance, is anything but "super". It is a Petri dish under the lens of mediaocrity, where surveillance of the spectators is just as mind numbing as the incomprehensible homo-erotic beefcake ballet being enacted on the pitch — Dean Cavanagh

She sucked in a breath as their gazes clashed and his face altered. She could see the sweat beading the line of his close-cropped dark hair, could feel the heat radiating off his bulky shoulders, and smell the tang of hard work rising from his chest. A work belt clung to his hips. A smattering of hair flecked his gleaming pectorals above the singlet. With his chiselled face, his impressive biceps and long legs, he could have been a pin-up for one of those beefcake calendars. Mr November, with those grey Scorpio eyes watching her every move. — Coleen Kwan

There was no way I would pair up with this guy - the epitome of a privileged and entitled beefcake. He was everything I loathed rolled up into a tight, luscious, muscular, heady, and quixotically alluring package. My social phobias aside, I needed alone time with Ronan like a car needed a swim in the ocean. — L. H. Cosway

The word that comes to mind is 'beefcake', Zane drawled, looking Ty over, appreciating the view
"Mission accomplished then!" Ty said happily as he turned around to face Zane again. He frowned suddenly. "Is beefcake one word or two?"
Zane laughed. "Who cares when you've got a great ass? — Abigail Roux

I feel like I'm taking beefcake shots for a calender," J said.

"Yeah there's a huge market for topless tranny academics. Right up there with the firemen. — Cris Beam

You should really think about buying another new tractor. I hear the current models have air conditioning and Wi-Fi."
"What the fuck do we need Wi-Fi for out in the field?"
"Don't know. Cows might be into the beefcake of the month sites. You never know about them heifers — Mercy Celeste

Cole, for Christ's sake, will you stop staring at me like I'm beefcake of the month? — Simon Holt

And you, my best friend on earth, my soul sister who shares Chunky Monkey scoops and beefcake e-mails at the drop of a hat, the woman who made me wear a frothy, ruffled lime-colored bridesmaid dress that added fifteen pounds to my hips, are going to spill your guts to me, aren't you? (Sunshine) No fair and the dress wasn't lime, it was mint. (Selena) It was lime-icky green and I looked like a sick pistachio. (Sunshine) — Sherrilyn Kenyon