Virility

Virility

What a shame it's wasted on the youth. By the time we know what to do and how to make best use of it, it's gone like an April shower.
Young people have so much of it that they go around and twitch all day to get some action and when they do get it is over in such a short time, they hardly notice it has begun.
Old folks on the other hand, when they start the game their interest and that of their partner has faded into other areas like remembering that the stove is still cooking all that is left of an unfortunate casserole which was meant to be a dinner surprise.
And it started so well. The champagne is still in the bucket but the ice is gone and the water would make the bunch of roses happy. Gone is the memory of the sweet words and the special attention to details in her dress and forgotten what was on the plan for the evening. And when we start the game again, a kind of silliness takes hold and we make good fools of ourselves. Mushrooms are better when fresh as when they are re-heated.
We know how to flirt, in fact, we become perfect with age and our charm and honesty are our best sides, there are no problems, but when the flirting catches fire, we are in hell's kitchen. And there is the issue with age. Most of us man love young women, when they are in full bloom and when we are lucky and have gotten a positive response to our advances, we drop twenty years in age, gone the lacklustre eyes and the tired gait and who was that man who had arthritis just yesterday?
I'm reminded how it's been said: Man has good sex for twenty years and then thinks being a stud horsing around for another five, followed by five more monkey-ing and finally making a jackass of himself till he dies. Talk about metamorphosis.
Yet our lady friend is glowing with our compliments. Having the attention of an older, distinguished gentleman is a special honour because it makes them feel more mature and the prospect to be treated like a lady is better than with young men who only have one thing on their mind. But make no mistake, older men have also only one thing on their mind but we know how to cover it up with finesse. And ladies have the same thing on their minds but they want to make others believe they don't. Why else do they display their goods and go out with a man who issues an invitation? In the end all roads lead to Rome.
And there is nothing wrong with it. After all, we are sexual beings and our biological function is not like many animals only during certain times of the year at peak. So forget political and religious reasoning and artificial moral codes and embrace your human nature without pretensions. The sad situation is when we treat and deal with our desires like it was something for sale or a bargaining object. Is it not degrading when we pay money for women to share her affections with us? A women accepting money for sex must feel like a victim; that she does us a favour and sacrifices herself and her body for money. Can we not get it because we are that ugly that we need to pay for it? Where is our self’s-worth? Can we not imagine that women enjoy our affections too and if we are really good, are we not worth to be paid too or at least call it even?
Let's face it, we both want love, so let's have it. Strange how man think they can go around and feel like "real" man when having "scored" with a number of women but women are labelled anything else when doing the same thing. Why not labels like "real women"? Sex is not bad but what we make it is. We don't see it as an expression of affection or love but as bond that imprisons the other and now they are our property and we think we have rights instead of privileges. It is an honour when we are intimate with another because we share affection with that person. It does not make that person our property. The experience is ours and nobody can take that from us but the person is free to go whenever they decide. Love is an experience, not a thing that can be had. It changes like day to night and like breathing is not only taking a breath in. It must also go out or it would not be complete.
Hanging on to another will make them want to leave. Nobody want to live in a cage unless they are afraid to be free and the fear of freedom is lack of self-confidence, being afraid what others will think of us, so we live by other peoples expectations of us and thus are powerless slaves.
A free person is not afraid but when fear comes into our life's we begin to conform and loose our dreams, our love and our joy of life.
Young people have been deceived with ideas that when they had sex with someone, they also have rights and responsibility along with it and out of duty, guilt or obligation enter into a commitment that often ends in a bad relationship. Then they look for ways to get what they want outside of the relationship, which in turn creates more guilt, lies, deception and a falseness of being. When we get older, we understand that we are not doing the honest thing but are in a rut and it is difficult to get out of one. And then there are the friends, perhaps children, parents, Mother and father in law to consider, so pretend all is well and continue living a lie. No big deal folks, the majority of the human population does. Why would you want to be different? You would just make yourself being a target of ridicule and become an outcast at best. Or they will hate you for lecturing them or because you want to be special, better than them. We will not be invited to parties, even friends start to avoid us and our reputation will be one of a strange guy and no fun to have around. The price we pay for wanting to be honest and bettering ourselves is indeed very high. We prefer being lied to and not to hear inconvenient truth.
At least young folks are not interested in all this heavy stuff and sow their seeds without much thought and it would be all well if they did not have those stupid ideas planted into their heads already and when the surge of the hormones subsides, they remember the ideologies again and then slogans like "do as I tell you, not as I do" get created.
Too bad, wisdom comes with age when it would be better having it while young. There are too many of us old folks who are giving good advise because we cannot give any more bad examples no matter how hard we try. I still remember when I thought it was desirable to have been able to perform five times in one day, now I’m glad when I perform once a year but at least I’m remembered for five years. At least I want to believe that. It takes the sting out of advancing in age when others mistakenly think we loosing hair when in reality it is gaining face. We can excuse our failures with our age but what have the young folks for an excuse? Business pressures? Performance anxiety? Sorry, I’m gay?
Women can always claim the famous headaches but what about man? We need to invent something to be pardoned because the "I'm tired and exhausted" only wimps will use and there will be a snowball fight in hell before we would admit to be a wimp. But age will be accepted and even seen by some ladies as a challenge to make it all better and to prove they have magical powers. And they do. It was amazing how a knockout blow with the boom was shaken of by an elderly gentleman with his much, much younger companion he claimed to have been his niece. A ram would have gone to his knees but this old goat just said: "Oops, gotta watch that" and continued telling her how he shopped single handed in Bangkok and stopped four potential cut-throats by handing over his wallet with $1000,- in it. The wide-eyed, open-mouthed admiration of his niece was magical. He was her hero and the six-course dinner was paid for without a blink and his impressive swelling of his head must have impressed her immensely and through the evening until I split, she hung on his lips like a leech. Some nieces are more magical then others.

Ever now and then I experience miracles that can only be explained with the presence of the fairer sex. It surprises me how often man who often are rude and boisterous turn into gentleman when a lady is present and are courteous and lay off with four-letter conversations. Others turn timid and display an attitude of helplessness and again others become show-offs. And all that is done to impress and attract the chosen object of their potential; hormones in action.
Since I am a man, I cannot imagine how women feel about all that display of mating ritual but I would love to hear some comments from the female population. How do they react to male advances and what do they consider to be effective? I often hear that they like when man are real but I still need to see man being real in the presence of a women. We man seem to carry so many role options with us that it would take an onion thousands of years to grow that many layers.
And what about women? What do they do to attract men? To me it seems that the first thing is their looks that they are concerned about. The inner beauty is of secondary or even third on their list of concerns. They know man well enough to realize what man looking at first. Bust, waist, butt, legs, then face and hair, not necessary in this order but not far off are the first things that man will notice. Looks are important to women and they know. Man seldom ask for intelligence in women and often find it intimidating because it dimmers their imagined intelligence. Why would she need a man if she were intelligent? A fair question. So women do not display theirs until the man is caught in the Venus trap. Now, that is using intelligence. And men are so easily lured. All that is needed is to display some of the goods; an encouraging smile and men are following women almost anywhere and do almost anything to convince them of their worthiness. They fly to Mars to astonish the world, but particularly the females of their prowess. As they say: behind a successful man is always a woman.
So we can see that nature has provided us with this sexual incentive to accomplish things that we normally would not do. So let's acknowledge this power and not put it into a political straight jacket. A thing I learned in the southern latitudes is that when you look at a woman appraisingly, they actually smile at you for noticing them as woman while in our northern parts they sue you for sexual harassment. Face it folks; sex is a reality that will not go away by political correctness; it will only pervert it. In fact, if it weren’t for sex we would have gone the path of the dinosaurs long ago. I love looking at woman and will not avert my gaze when I notice a good-looking girl or woman like many man do when meeting her eye. It is part of the ritual to look and notice.
A woman dressed in a very masculine way, including a tie, of looking at her ample bosom, once harangued me for sexual molestation although I did not even say a word or made an offensive gesture. If she hated man, why was she dressing like one? From suppression springs perversion, has that not yet rung a bell? Heaven knows we had a lot of examples. Let's go with the flow, shall we?