"Hornblower stripped off his wet shirt and trousers and shaved standing naked before the mirror.
...He glanced down his naked body. He was slender and well muscled; quite a prepossessing figure in fact, when he drew himself to his full six feet. ...Hornblower hated the thought of growing fat..; he hated to think of his slender smooth-skinned body being disfigured...."
--I promise you, this is not modern fan-fiction, but an excerpt from the opening pages of Beat to Quarters (1937), a Captain Horatio Hornblower novel, by C. S. Forester.
Hornblower's clothes, by the way, were wet with sweat--he had been exercising.
Seesh. Kirk has nothing on this guy.
Forester also tells us within the first chapter that the captain has "melancholy brown eyes, a good mouth," and "tousled curly brown hair," and then he sends him off for a seawater shower, pumped up from overboard by his steward.
Pretty soon people are getting flogged, eating weevils, and declaring themselves gods.
I didn't expect this to be so, so, ...so cheesecakey!