Changing attitudes about experiences

[atlnightnurse]

I have always been attracted to guys my age or younger and when choosing a sex partner, either one night stands from the local hookup bar or hiring, usually have gone for the guy who averages about 5yrs or younger than I. (some have been in their twenties), I am currently 42. But lately, not having hired anyone or even had sex with anyone in about a year, I have started thinking about looking at someone older than myself, even up to 10 yrs older than myself to see it I am missing something. Anyone have any suggestions? Thanks

[Bilbo]

Hmm - 42 + 10 = 52, which is just my age! }(

[Samai139]

If you are still in this frame of mind---keep me in mind, but you will have to add, maybe 15 years? Hey,, I'm still good to go!!!

Thanks---for your posting---you made MY day.

[FrancoDiSantisxxx]

Age Variables

 

Your age or younger implies you might hire men (or boys, as the case may be) anywhere in age from 18 to 42. My recollection of Atlanta nightlife from the 3 years I was living there, was that the bars were, by and large, for men in the early 20s to early 30s. My partner there was 40 when I was 30; we met at a gym (albeit not in Atlanta).

 

In your case, there may be any number of reasons, good and bad, while you may not be meeting anyone of interests; Atlanta is also a small market, given its population, for escort opportunities so you may simply need to open yourself to new opportunities to meet singles in any age group.

 

Good luck.

[Mac Star]

I can only write about my experience. I hit my prime in the 1970s, when I had about 10 wild years. Who knew that so many of us were dancing a dance of death?

 

In those days, the scene wasn't massive parties as much as a few nights a week at the baths, the gay flicks, or the bars. The experience that made me re-examine my attitude was something that happened in a movie theatre.

 

There were a bunch of very tall guys (6-5 to 6-11, I'd guess), all wearing the same team jacket, mostly blond, some dark-haired, standing around at the back of the theatre. Occasionally one of them would sit down in the shadows with one of the other guys there, but mostly they stayed to themselves. It was pretty dark, and it was hard to see faces, but what I could see was a real turnon, reminding me of a very tall college roommate with whom I had a torrid episode or two.

 

Anway, after a while, I saw a strapping figure move over within a seat or two of me and sit down, splaying his lanky legs out in an inviting way. I couldn't see his face because the theatre was so dark, but he appeared to be one of the blond basketball player types. We played the typical gay flicks games - he put one leg out toward me until it touched my knee; I didn't move away, he slid over one seat, I stretched my leg and put it back against his, he rubbed his up and down a bit, I rested my knee against his leg, he casually scratched his knee, letting his hand wander to my knee, and then to my thigh... All of this without looking at each other.

 

His hand and arm were strong and muscular, and he certainly knew his way around a zipper. In no time, his hand was in my underwear, and mine in his, and then our cocks were out and we were playing with each other. His hardon was not huge, but it was hard as glass and well-shaped. In no time, he had me on the edge, just with his hand. I was hoping for and expecting more.

 

Then the scene changed on the screen and the theatre grew light for a minute, and I glanced sideways at the guy who was stroking me while I stroked him, and to my surprise, I could see that his hair wasn't blond but white, and that his face, though still handsome, was that of a man in his 70s. At 25, I hadn't ever thought of making it with a guy so much older, though I had seen guys at the baths who specialized in getting it on with much, much older guys - 60s, 70s, or more.

 

I sat there, enjoying his hand on me, enjoying our bodies against each other, playing with his hardon, and let go of the age difference and just enjoyed. When we each came, I was curious to see how strong an orgasm he would have. It was no different from some 20-somethings I had been with earlier in the week.

 

We held each other for a while and then drifted apart, as was the custom of men having anonymous sex in a cinema. But never again did I look at older guys with the same youthful prejudice, seeing "old" instead of seeing the man.

 

Now, almost 30 years later, I understand on the basis of my own experience what it means to be invisible in a gay crowd. If I hire an escort, I do my best to make sure that the experience of being with an older guy is not demeaning or insuting to him.

 

Beyond that, it's hard to know what inner dramas occur in the mind of a guy who's escorting. I can only react to what I can see or sense, but I can make sure that I always treat a guy as a fellow man worthy of human respect and dignity. I know that there are some escorts and some clients who navigate a sexual universe fraught with domination games and tests of will. That's not my cup of tea, nor am I really attracted to an escort who is playing out his issues by inviting physical or verbal abuse. As a gay man, I want to love guys, or to make love to them, and to bring them pleasure. Knowing how I felt when I was in my 20s, before the experience I described, I want to be like the older guy I met that time. If I meet an escort who's younger, I do not pretend that there is no age difference or that in a social setting I would instantly have attracted his attention across a crowded room.

 

I'm sure some of you agree and some disagree, and I hope we get a discussion going about this topic.

[buckguy]

Ryan,

 

People's needs and attractions change over time. My tastes are pretty eclectic and within that my main taste of the moment changes over time. Atlanta is a mecca, of sorts, but it does tend to attract a gay counterpart to the fraternity jock types that attracted to Atlanta's straight world. It may be that you've gotten beyond a whole lot of things in terms of the scene here, which is pretty superficial and bland. I'd disagree with Franco, the escort market is large (though not so much compred with a bigger city like LA). Atlanta also has a lot of "over 40" escorts (just ignore the ages on any one who isn't a twink and you'll be surprised how many candidates there are). The downside, of course, is that Atlanta escorts are the flakiest and least dependable on the planet (almost all my horror stories have happened here, but that's a different thread). There are other ways to hook up, as well. For example, Athletic Club-Northeast which has a large gay subpopulation, a fair amount of cruising, and the age range skews your way.

[Guest coololdguy]

I loved Mac Star's theater story. I am rapidly approaching 60 and in the past couple three years I have seen upwards of 25 escorts. I only recall one guy who was obviously turned off by my age. Others may have been but they all did a good job of disguising. There is probably a psychological term for this but I actually get off showing young guys I can still "get off". I may not get as rock hard as I use to and I don't hit myself in the face any more but I can still shoot a good one and I don't save up a week either. God only knows how long I can keep going but until he decides I will continue to get a blast showing young guys you ain't dead til your dead. Cheers! ... and by the way, I play safe - always - no exceptions