Men make the bestest friends because they are (well, most of them) low maintenance.
I love postcoital cuddling. Well, okay, I just like cuddling.
I don't get the big strong and burly thing. I love men who are almost thin, but fit. It makes me want to rip their clothes off and kiss their not-overly muscular bodies inch by inch.
Those are the only other things I can think of at the moment other than, well, their cocks.
