Clint, Whoever you end up choosing, will be lucky to have a thinking, feeling, loving companion. One of the gifts of my age (80) and of my 50 year love (41 live, 9 postmortem) with Gregory (RIP) is that I no longer need to participate in that race to find someone to love. I am content to have myself, my memories, and my fantasies. Fondly, Michael P.S. Using your post and this reply as a prompt for an upcoming essay. Watch for it! Fondly, Michael
Whether I find a match or not, I will hold you and Gregory’s love story up as inspiration. Cuz it is an inspiration to me. Look forward to reading your essay!
Well Clint you can try to see who/what's on offer at a street in Torquay (on the South Coast in the English Riviera) called Daddyhole Road. It's real, not a joke. Google map it 😎😁😆 Cheers DougT🏴 🇬🇧
Darlin', in 1995 I took a solitary year long, 25,000 mile VaCa on my red 1986 Yamaha Maxim 700 with tent, sleeping bag and hurting, bruised spirit to recover from two decades of caring for folks with AIDS and the Homeless. Without seriously trying, I shared my carnal love, humor and lust and average guy bod with 84 equally delighted fellow searchers for the delights of the moment and opportunity at age 52. AS if that were not sufficient ego/spirit boosting, I then got talked into competing for MR. NM Mr. Leather in 1997 - won that on my brazenness and fun and placed 6th runnerup in the International contest against the hottest of the hot leathermen at 54 ears old. Ya gotta just put your lovin' self out there, laugh and giggle and wiggle. Joy is contagious and those who 'catch it' are soooooo fun to play with. Trust me on this. You can even view my not-that-impressive-totally-exposed bod on page 42 of International Leatherman Magazine #15, Oct-Nov 1997. When I got notified I was in there I immediately called my two sons (who were 25 and 30 at the time) and I learned that you can actually HEAR eyes rolling over the phone lines!!!!
You had me at “giggle and wiggle,” Mr. Dunnum. HILARIOUS!!! And inspirational. Several friends over the years have remarked on my “single and mingle” game. Not so much a game as a way of life. I can feel my mojo coming back… Thank you for sharing and caring!
🐧❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🎶🎵🚢😱🌈🏳️🌈Thanks Clint and Cesar. Love light health peace prosperity and strength to all.🏳️🌈🌈😱🚢🎵🎶🖤🤎💜💙💚💛🧡❤️🐧
Right back atcha on all fronts, Steve!
Cheers Sixes for the Daddyhole likes 😯
Clint, Whoever you end up choosing, will be lucky to have a thinking, feeling, loving companion. One of the gifts of my age (80) and of my 50 year love (41 live, 9 postmortem) with Gregory (RIP) is that I no longer need to participate in that race to find someone to love. I am content to have myself, my memories, and my fantasies. Fondly, Michael P.S. Using your post and this reply as a prompt for an upcoming essay. Watch for it! Fondly, Michael
Whether I find a match or not, I will hold you and Gregory’s love story up as inspiration. Cuz it is an inspiration to me. Look forward to reading your essay!
Well Clint you can try to see who/what's on offer at a street in Torquay (on the South Coast in the English Riviera) called Daddyhole Road. It's real, not a joke. Google map it 😎😁😆 Cheers DougT🏴 🇬🇧
Daddyhole?! I think I know her. A distant relative. :-p
😜 but just imagine giving that address out, till you get used to it. Apparently the sub division is called Daddyhole 😯
Can I get a Gay-Men!
Oh, Mista Joseph, you can always get a Get-Men. Probably some Gay Men too…you are in Ground Zero for them! :-p
thanks, clint ❤️ and u are so right about dating. do it now while you’re still young. 😮😳🫠 and don’t forget to buckle up cuz mama’s had a few!
Go, Mama, Go! Tell it like it T-I-ISSSSSS!
Darlin', in 1995 I took a solitary year long, 25,000 mile VaCa on my red 1986 Yamaha Maxim 700 with tent, sleeping bag and hurting, bruised spirit to recover from two decades of caring for folks with AIDS and the Homeless. Without seriously trying, I shared my carnal love, humor and lust and average guy bod with 84 equally delighted fellow searchers for the delights of the moment and opportunity at age 52. AS if that were not sufficient ego/spirit boosting, I then got talked into competing for MR. NM Mr. Leather in 1997 - won that on my brazenness and fun and placed 6th runnerup in the International contest against the hottest of the hot leathermen at 54 ears old. Ya gotta just put your lovin' self out there, laugh and giggle and wiggle. Joy is contagious and those who 'catch it' are soooooo fun to play with. Trust me on this. You can even view my not-that-impressive-totally-exposed bod on page 42 of International Leatherman Magazine #15, Oct-Nov 1997. When I got notified I was in there I immediately called my two sons (who were 25 and 30 at the time) and I learned that you can actually HEAR eyes rolling over the phone lines!!!!
You had me at “giggle and wiggle,” Mr. Dunnum. HILARIOUS!!! And inspirational. Several friends over the years have remarked on my “single and mingle” game. Not so much a game as a way of life. I can feel my mojo coming back… Thank you for sharing and caring!