From May To December
By Jack on 27 Sep 2007
First things first: I'm still a young guy. I've just turned twenty-four, in fact - by any measure, I'm in my prime. There are plenty of guys my age that catch me eye - my boyfriend, for instance, is even a few years younger than me. Yet there's always been a special place in my heart for older men. Call them mature men, daddies, or silverfoxes - whatever you call them, they're hot, and they've aged well.
All over the internet, you'll find sites catering to the connoisseurs of the older man - and plenty of men, from pushing early middle age all the way to seventy-something silver daddies, who don't mind taking on an eager boy hot for their well-seasoned meat. What exactly is it about an older man that sets our motors running, though? It's easy to point at the reason why these silver foxes would want to rut about in the dens of their younger friends - nearly everywhere you look, youth is exalted, put on billboards. You can't be too young, it seems. But if that's true, why do we youngsters find ourselves falling in the laps of grizzled gentlemen?
There's certainly something in the looks of them - distinguished, we could call them, with their silvery hair and laugh-lines inscribing experience on their faces. But it's not just that. Senior hotties have an appeal all their own. Maybe it's the fact that they've got a bit of experience behind them - they can rock your world without fumbling, and they're likely to be secure in the knowledge that they can. There's that word 'daddy', here - we like a guy with natural authority, someone who can tell us what to do with a simple word and know that he should be obeyed.
Of course, not every May/December romance has a daddy and a boy. Some guys aren't looking for a man to take control; they just like a guy who knows himself. Older men have had a long time to come to terms with who they are. A bit of youthful angst is to be expected, but when you've got two drama queens in a relationship it's likely to go atomic. The drama settles down a bit when you've had few decades to tame it. There may be men who've gotten to a ripe old age without leaving behind their drama - but those are guys who've gotten older, not better.
Another great thing about older men? Well - and forgive me for generalizing here, but we're talking about the older guys that I find irresistibly hot - they know how to dress themselves, and they know how to not act like idiots. I like a guy who owns his environment, who conducts himself with aplomb. On a younger guy, you might call it cockiness. But with age that cockiness can mellow into something far less obnoxious, and far more sexy: confidence. It's a cockiness that's vindicated by experience - you can be cock of the walk because you've walked that walk, for many miles.
I'm not alone by a long shot in my love for vintage men. Apart from the long list of sites for May/December couples looking to hook up, there's several great movies catering to those who prefer their cock as well-aged as their wine. Check out Bear Hug for some delicious daddy bear types fucking the hell out of their boyish cubs. And good hunting!
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