There have been times in my life that I have enjoyed the company of an older man. I remember when I was in my early twenties; I loved hanging out with hot forty something’s. They have money, they can show you a good time, and they have confidence.
Confidence is really sexy. It can get you over line.
Who can blame an older guy wanting a twenty something. Twenty somethings are hot. There are times when I would like to fuck some twenty year old too. You know, for the craic.
But they have no interest in me. I’m in that difficult place. I’m in my thirties.
Seems like I’m too young for them
To make things worse, those hot forty something’s? No interest in me whatsoever. I’m too old.
So that just leaves me the thirty something’s to play with.
OK, it could be worse. It’s not the end of the world.
But it does make you think about roles.
Some guys want a hot daddy, and to fill that role you have to be ‘older’.
So what role do you fill when you are in your thirties.
The hunk. That’s my role and it’s not a bad one.
Bad news for you, is that hunks only fuck other hunks.
You’re out of luck, unless you are a hunk, in which case call me!
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