It's been a while folks. Lucky for you I guess. Well things have been a bit shaky. The break-in really tore me up. I wanted to see a shrink. Then she told me how much. So I moved my bedroom around and now sleep soundly. Yay for Feng Shui. But that's not what I wanted to talk about. Life has been great. Friends have visited me, we had a wonderful time. Bills are paid. I was getting laid kinda regularly. All sexual issues seem to have vanished - which is great too.
And then it started. Out of the blue no less than 4 - 4 under the age of 22 years - super hot guys contacted me. Let me make this clear. Contacted me. Sought out my profile with all my pics of myself in all my roundness. The first is a super cool guy who is 21. Sweet, great in bed, and a gamer. How awesome is that? The second, a 20 year old a lawyer wanna-be. A really interesting fellow. But a drug-addict. The third was a petulant and difficult creature. He was 20. The fourth is proving interesting insofar as we're supposed to meet this coming weekend. I don't know if that will happen because...
Whilst I was reeling drunk on all this young flesh running around looking for me, a really witty and great 30 year old pops up. We've been on two dates. He's cool. So the others might get moved aside. Well that was until Friday when a ... wait for it... 16 year old got hold of me. Legally there is nothing wrong with sleeping with a 16 year old male. Today's society however says something different.
Or does it? At first I thought 16? Half my fucking age? Don't be stupid. Then - as I am want to do - I asked why? Why does it feel wrong to want to sleep with a 16 year old? I wanted to examine this. The funny thing of course is that whenever ones looks below just the surface one finds amazing things. The idea of being a man at the age of 18 is a new one. Well new for Humans anyway. No more than ... that's it folks about a hundred and ten years or so. For the majority of mans existence the age of 14, 15, 16 and only rarely 17 was the age when a boy became a man.
If one looks at sex, well that's a whole can of worms right there. Marriage used to happen from about the age of 13 or 14. That's interesting. Why do we delay now? Why wait until 18 or later? Well in a lot of the older cultured countries the age of consent is fixed to the age of marriage. 13 is still considered legal in a few countries. Curiously the age of consent rose from about 1850 (14 years) to 1890 (15) and finally only in 1910 (18) and then in 1920 (21). In Japan its 13. In Iceland it's 14. Interestingly the Vatican state doesn't have a value... I guess it would hinder most of the sex in that 'nation'. OK jabs aside. Oprah reported on her show about seven years ago that the average age of sexual intercourse between individuals was around 14. Go Iceland.
South Africa poses an interesting mixture of cultures and so brings the Victorian penis based idea of sex into the vagina of the Nguni people. The result is a bizarre mix of the nuclear family being father, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother... or father, father... or mother, mother, or mother, or grandmother, or older sister, older brother... There is no doubt HIV has played havoc with our families. My mother told me how they now patrol the corridors of the grade 7's looking for couples engaged in all sorts of things.
When I was in grade 7 I was worried about err... well... I wanted to be with my best friend all the time. I wanted to learn how to play D&D. I certainly didn't think sex was exciting. I had a few erections, didn't know what to do with them, and so spent a few frustrating afternoons looking at my hard penis. Then I would get bored and go play with Lego.
Grade 8 or standard 6 for us older folk however was when I first heard words like cum and jizz and when I had my first ejaculation. God it was awful. I was in the bath, in a bubble bath I recall. I was soaping my erection, perhaps a little too vigorously. It felt weird. Ticklish almost. Then I convulsed and bow wow blew... I know I slipped backwards and crashed into the water. It was horrid. And yet... became an instant success. I practiced every day...
Anyway by the age of 16 I had a dildo, I knew who I wanted to sleep with, I had downloaded black and white porn pictures of men doing naughty things, and I knew all about it. I was destined however to spend then next 12 years coming to terms with all those thoughts. So I swing around back to my original question: Why does a 31 year old man sleeping with a 16 year old man seem so strange? Why this gulf? Should the 16 year olds blindly fumble along with one another? Should the 31 year olds console themselves that the days of youth have long since fled?
Are we ageist? I guess the same thought must be turned on it's head. Would I sleep with a 60 year old? What about a 50 year old? A 40 year old? Ha! Got you there. I have slept with a 40 year old. It was fun. Although a little intimidating since he had way more experience than me. Although if the average age of sex is 14 in this great nation of ours, an 18 year old has had as much experience as I have. Does that mean I'm really on an 18 year old sexually? With the mind of a 31 year old, the attitude of a 40 year old, and the temperament of a 25 year old?
Then I think - am I being a 'dirty old man'? Well firstly fuck you. I'm only 31. Secondly the 16 year old got a hold of me. Now should I know better? Should I politely back away? So I ask myself this question:
If I was 16 and I have some hot 31 year old who was available for sexual exploration (and I think we can all agree I am up there with Livingston when it comes to exploring sex) would I as a 16 year old have said no? Would I have been ruined? Destroyed? Turned into a sexual predator of young boys? Apparently the answer is no - I did that all on my own... Truth is I am not attracted to young boys. This 16 year old looks 18 or so. I don't like kids.
Then I got to thinking. As a 16 year old my biggest fears about sex were not knowing what the fuck was going on. Hell even now I still am as nervous as a schoolboy when it comes to being naked around people. If I had had a mentor - a teacher - who would nurture me and show me how to do things - like have fun, protected sex, to overcome the stigma of it all, wouldn't I have turned out a better person?
Imagine if I'd come out of the closet at the age of 16. How different would my life have been? 12 years of sexual frustration and emotional angst gone in a flash. Is that why I am such an ardent proponent of sex education in school involving actual sex? I don't know. What I am not convinced of however is the long term implications of it all. I would hope that the 16 year old would form a kind of intimate bond with the sexual guide, but would ultimately at the age of 20 or so go off an safely explore the sexual world in which we live.
There might remain a bond, perhaps like that of an older brother. This isn't a new idea by the way folks. In Papa New Guinea the tradition is still in place for the 13 year olds to drink the semen of 18 year olds to help their own semen production. It's not gay, it's just semen swallowing... anyway I digress.
If a 50 year old shacks up with a 20 year old one automatically assumes midlife crisis twit with a money grabbing whore. Well I wonder so much anymore. Perhaps it's a 50 year old virgin and a 20 year old granny who just happen to fit. Or perhaps he's just a horny old toad and she just like bagged sex. I don't know. All I know is this: Sex is way to complex to think about. I say - just do it. Legally of course.
What do you think? I know some might argue for sex after marriage. That's a bit unfair on the ratio of women to men. Some just won't find marriage partners. Some might say - five years. No more or less between the ages. I used to say that. My mature 40 year would argue that. But then this hot 16 year old called. My 18 year old is arguing most strenuously. And of course my 31 year can see both points of view as being totally silly.
What do you think? Would you sleep with someone half your age? Or double your age?
Oh and do sheep count humans when they sleep? Of course not, humans don't jump over fences silly. They probably count the number of sheep-dogs they can catch and skin alive...
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