WANTON WEDNESDAYS: WEEK 11
YOUNG GUNS
Up until the time that I was about 20-years-old, I would swear up and down that I could never, ever date a man that was younger than me. It didn’t matter if the difference was four years or four days. I had no reason other than my own stubborn self.
Ready to gasp? In school, I was not popular with the boys. I was wiry and awkward with crooked teeth and bad hair. I’d attempt to show you my seventh grade yearbook photo, but it’s been entirely blacked out by Jiffy marker, never again to be seen by my eyes. Needless to say, dating in those days was a completely foreign concept to me. The boys I always crushed on never crushed back and I, in turn, was crushed.
Fast forward a handful of years to my early 20s. Suddenly the ugly duckling had turned into the not-too-shabby swan, and I soon realized the power of my aesthetic prowess. The kinds of men boys who at one time had ignored me were now turning their heads. Being the not-so-dim devotchka that I am, it didn’t take me long to figure out how to re-direct this new-found powerful charm.
Photo: Lady, That’s My Skull on Flickr, with self-edit
I can be honest and admit to you all that I waited until I was in my 20s to trade in my V-Card for a lifetime pass to the Museum of I Can Breathe Now That I Won’t Die A Virgin. What was most interesting to me, being how stubborn I had been about ageism in the past, was that the very man boy man that popped my proverbial cherry was four years younger than me.
I had known him for a few years, and was as high as a kite off the fact that he was so completely enamoured with me. His pursuit lasted years before I finally gave in and gave up the goods. Though the power shifted as soon as the condom was slipped onto his pink perfection, the power I felt up until that moment was practically intoxicating. I won’t lie; the first time (and pretty much every other time) didn’t last very long, but the enthusiasm and energy more than made up for quick comings (pun intended).
Photo: Lady, That’s My Skull on Flickr
Just like Christmas music, delicious new beauty products and applewood smoked cheddar cheese, humping younger guys is a slippery slope. Getting pistol whipped by such a young gun can become the only prescription required for long-ago rejection (yes, I said rejection). However, it doesn’t necessarily have to be the thrill of actually landing a younger guy that satisfies…
I have a weakness for men who ride boards, be it skate, snow or surf. First off, it’s just badass. Second, there’s something inexplicable about that “I just don’t give a fuck” attitude that makes me weak in the knees. Even if they live in their mama’s basement and work at Westbeach, it still works for me. That being said, so very satisfying is walking by a small group of young men with their boards, and knowing that with a playful arch of my eyebrow or slight licking of my lips, I’ve secured a top spot in their spank banks for a minimum of a week. The signs are obvious.
Do you know how flustered they become? And do you know how freakin’ amazing that makes me feel?
So, perhaps it’s taboo for me to be as interested in younger men as I am from time-to-time. I can be honest…it’s not about having a relationship. For many it is. And should it be any different for a guy to be with a girl five years younger than for a girl to be with a guy who’s five years younger? The logistics of this are endless, so coin your two cents in my direction.
P.S. Alright, kids…you’re off your leashes. Now anything goes in the comment section. If you need to comment anonymously, fill your boots. Tame = lame.
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Age is a relative thing to begin with. My first girlfriend was 25 days older then me, the next was well over a year. The last person I was with is 4 years younger.
In any case, it’s the maturity of the person that matters more then anything. Of the 3, the last was probably the most mature.
I say, all the power to you. I never understood why people got so hung up on age. The only time I really question it is when I see a 40 to 50 year old guy out with a 20 something girl or the same in reverse (as infrequent as that is). I’m not sure who has the bigger problem, the older for wanting that experience again, the reliving of youth, or the younger who’s obviously going for the whole sugar daddy/mama thing.
Either way, I shrug my shoulders.
Oh, and by the way, snowboard girls are about a thousand times hotter then most other women. It goes both ways
It’s men of all ages that can make me turn my head…but five to ten years either way is my age limit when it comes to dating.
I used to be into the young ones, generally 10 years my junior, but as of late, I am more intrigued by guys my age, as they tend to be able to stimulate my biggest sex organ….my brain.
That said, having a little fun with a hot, young skater boy can really brighten up the day.
mmmmmskater boys.
My ex was 4 yrs younger than me. We were together for just over 4 years before something went totally wonky and he left (but that’s another story in itself). I have no problems with guys who are a little younger than me. I do have issues with guys who are way older than me. :-p
i guess i am the odd duck here but i love older men; the way they look at you, how they are unafraid to commit or open themselves (many times), how they say what they mean lot more because they’ve seen all the games
I love callused, large hands and lines on the face of someone who has seen alot of the world and knows a good thing when they see it; me
young guys are too bound by their erection and are rarely truly creative in bed; older men know exactly what they are doing and they do it effortlessly
i am 10 years younger than my partner; call it a daddy complex, or call it whatever you want, but the sex is spectacular
And, feeling protected doesn’t hurt either
When we’re talking about something serious and/or long-term, then I’m with you there, entrophy71. I most certainly can appreciate older men. 10 years is a pretty good rule-of-thumb. All I’m talking about here is stellar-fast sex with a partner who’s ridiculously stoked to have a hot babe on his lap.
I have never dated a younger man. I think my next door neighbor, but he was born the same year, so it doesn’t count. I have the same thing…there’s this door that slams in my brain when I find out they’re younger than me, even by a measly year.
I’m 35 now and recently separated. Two kids, so my mind is not even thinking of dating right now. But if I were, I think the youngest that would be acceptable to me right now is late-20’s (27 or more). My brain just can’t process dating someone in their early-20’s…I’d just look at them thinking “kid kid kid”.
I have a girlfriend who has always gone for 20-ish guys. I met her when she was 27 and she was going for 20-ish. She’s 40 now and I think she still goes for 20-ish.
My coworker is 61, and her hubby is 15 years OLDER than her. However, he’s had a stroke, and therefore is not “all there”. It’s literally like she has to take care of a child. And she has warned me NOT to find someone TOO much older for me, because look at her situation. Love is love, and she would never have it any other way (taking care of him)…but it’s INCREDIBLY hard on her.
We’ll see when I get back on the dating scene, eh? But…I do have this ‘thing’ for guys that have a youthful face but complete grey (salt n pepper) hair.
I was a bit of an unrepetant tomboy growing up, as I had uncles that were close enough to me in age to teach me things that most young ladies don’t have an opportunity to learn (i.e., how to belch (bonus points for complete sentences), spit, swear, and throw a decent spiral). Thus, the ages of 12-18 were awkward, to say the least.
I gave up halfway through high school, and just started having harmless fun, like crashing the valentine’s day dance in a tie, red suspenders and a pair of black trousers. I don’t think my dad ever bargained for teaching his 17-year-old daughter how to tie a windsor knot properly. And yes, I’m still proud of that skill. Or going to prom wiith a bunch of my girlfriends as a group date. Much better than the expectation that you’ll “put out,” as far as I’m concerned.
Of course, that put me socially behind, as far as dating went, by the time I got to college. All of a sudden, I was getting the kind of attention I wanted in high school, and had no idea how to cope with it. Consequently, a lot of the guys I’ve dated have been 2-3 years younger than me. Some of them worked fairly well for a while, some of them crashed and burned when they realized that I wasn’t their booty call.
My current boyfriend is 10 1/2 months younger than I am, and he is just… remarkable. I think the fact that we were friends for seven years before we got involved has a lot to do with it, but I wouldn’t change it for anything.
I’d write more, but… um, yeah. I’ve already written quite the essay.
Well, I’ve always been of the opinion that age shouldn’t make a difference, whether it older guys w/younger girls, or older girls w/younger guys. As I’ve said before. the emotional comes before the physical for me, and believe me, I’ve met younger guys who have their shit together in all departments better than most of the older guys I know.
That being said….
My current boyfriend is 4 1/2 years younger than I am, and he is truly the best guys I’ve ever known, and is one of my best friends, who I wouldn’t trade for the world.
I have enough stories on my notebook to write several essays here, but I can just say - younger is the way to go. My friends are usually my age or older, but I have a remarkable tendency to sleep with people who are much younger than me. Not sure why. But it just happens.
This is always a charged topic… one that actually occupies my thoughts more than I’d like really.
I was married to a woman who was 5 years my junior but it was never an issue. As the marriage came to an end, I started to discover that I really had a thing for younger women (no it wasn’t the cause, but let’s just say it didn’t help).
The problem with this particular affection is that it seems doomed to failure.
I know that I shouldn’t make decisions based on the opinions of others, but this is easier said than done. I don’t want to be seen by my peers as the guy who traded in his wife for a newer model.
I also know that there are some women who can be attracted to a man who is 10 or more years older, but I think they are in the minority by a long shot. As a result I’d rather keep my secret crushes than be seen as a dirty old man by the object of my desires.
I wonder if this is just a way that I torture myself… by constantly wanting something I won’t let myself have. What’s more, I stop myself from pursuing relationships that others will not approve of, but it’s not a relationship that I want… this is purely a physical attraction for me.
The funny thing is, my current best friend (with benefits) is 9 years older than me and she rocks my world!! I have shown her things that she had never imagined and she has responded with mind blowing ‘enthusiasm’. Who says you can’t teach an older pussy new tricks? (sorry… you said we were off leash
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I guess what I’ve discovered is that although you may find yourself wanting one thing, life sometimes surprises you with something completely different. And that’s pretty cool.
Although they can be quite appealing when they are young, both men and women get better with age.
Oh, and older guys who ride are much sexier… they know how to use their sticks
See you on the hill!!
I do have to say, you are a very good writer. From the first sentance, I was very impressed with your writing style and its construction.
On a different note, I find age is irrellevant, and that feelings of lust or love are mutual. She can be either older or younger, but if it feels good and right, then so be it. I do find older girls per se to be intimidating if the difference more than two years, and depending on their lifestyle, just un compatible.
But then again, younger ones can be annoying and inexperienced, and become clingers.
As I stated above, I just personally feel that if the feelings between I and said girl is mutual, than its good to go.