Charlie

My grandparents lived just down the street from a Sears Roebuck in New Jersey, and they shopped there for almost everything except food. They and my parents--all long dead now-- would be shocked at the news. I still have my old Sears credit card somewhere, but I haven't had an opportunity to use it in years.

At the end of the last century, I made an appointment with a provider whom I seen a few times, who was in his late 30s. He contacted me the day before the appointment to warn me he had just got his first tattoo, and it covered one arm. When we met, he was wearing a cover sleeve on the arm. He admitted that not only did his arm still hurt, but he was having buyer's remorse--once he saw the finished product, he decided that he didn't really like the way it looked, but he was stuck with it.

I might hand over the stock certificates I inherited from my grandfather, who bought them back in the 19th century, in a gold mine in Georgia.

He doesn't look old enough to have a credit card, much less to be experienced in all the things he says he is into. Would you be comfortable giving him control of your financial affairs?

Some things that attract us we don't even think of as fetishes--they simply seem like natural preferences to us--until they are pointed out to us as fetishes by someone else. Some things don't become fetishes until after we have experienced them. Some people can't enjoy sex without the presence of the fetish, and for others the fetish simply enhances the experience. Some fetishes we don't want to really experience at all, except as fantasies.

I am obviously an outlier here: I have my thermostat set at 80 in the winter--we are a couple of old men who are uncomfortable at lower temperatures. Luckily, we live in a place where it rarely gets really cold outside, so we are not radically boosting the inside temperature. However, in recent days it has been as low as 35 outside when I get up in the early morning, though it gets into the mid-60s to 70s once the sun is up.

Damn! I thought I had hidden those photos.

When it becomes illegal to sell a new gas-powered car in CA in 2035, a car rental company that has a fleet of older cars may find that there are lots of renters who will prefer to rent an older gas burner, especially when they are visiting an area where they don't know where to find chargers.

He sounds like a professional sex therapist.

Narcissus?

I'd like to know who that extra hand belongs to.

"Marriage" is a relationship that can be either legal or figurative. Many people rush to make it legal too quickly, and end up in what is really a so-called "trial marriage," from which it can be difficult to disentangle oneself. Unfortunately, social and religious custom, or one of the partners, often push a couple to make a legal commitment too soon. I am actually glad that same sex marriages didn't become legally possible until my partner and I had been together for forty-five years and were certain that marriage was right for us.

Stereotyping! (I'll bet he's actually from Chestnut Hill).

What are they all looking at? It's not him.

OK, cocksucker--time's up!

Did you get the beef?

Probably the largest age difference for me was when I was 17 and the guy was 58 (he was a photographer and I was the subject). When I started hiring I was 35, and most of those I hired were fairly close to me in age; by the time I stopped hiring, I was 68, and the last provider was in his 40s.

I wonder what the story could be behind such an unusual scene.

I belonged to McBurney and worked out there regularly for a couple of years, but never saw any sign of action. Of course, that was quite some time ago (1960s).

For "orientation" he says "gay," but his hashtag says "Straight." He seems a bit confused.

Job interview?

One fuzzy ass, one perfectly smooth.

The temperature in Palm Springs when I woke up this morning was 38F.

An open relationship, which I think is not uncommon among older gay males who have been together for a long time, can occasionally morph into a polyamorous relationship, in which one or both partners become emotionally involved with another man (this is not the same as having a favorite escort or fuck buddy). It is a very tricky situation, because few people are adept at managing two romantic attachments, or at accepting that one is sharing a romantic partner with another person. To begin with, all three--or four--of you need to be honest with one another, and come to an agreement that everyone understands and accepts the situation, or it can't last. That is no different than the original agreement that the partnership was open to other sexual relationships, but the justifications for it have to be different. I mentioned in the old thread that my relationship with my partner came close to foundering on emotional attachments that each of us made to someone else, but they always occurred when we were not living together--in fact, in each situation we were living temporarily in separate countries. Neither of us was able to accept the multiple relationships continuing permanently, so they ended when we returned to living together. I was acquainted with only one couple who were able to successfully deal with one of them being in an emotional partnership with two men, and I really don't know how they managed it; the original couple actually worked together, and I think they were forced to come to an agreement in order to continue working together effectively.

Years ago I bought something called a "Golden Age Passport," which gives free admission to anyone over 62--plus any passengers in their car--to all national parks. I don't know whether that card is still available, but it has more than paid for itself over the years.