The state of being an old guy
I hate being an old guy who still has enough of a sex drive that it's torture.
Here's what I mean. I can't perform like I did at 30. Some old guys can, but I honestly think they're the minority. Most of us old fucks are lucky if we can manage once a week.
The drive is there. The desire is there. But so much else gets in the way that trying to make it happen is a punch in the throat.
The dad bod, the face that didn't age well, the energy that's just gone, and yeah, the fickle manhood. That leaves us with limited options, and most of them don't turn us on enough to scratch the itch.
So forget that hot redhead looking for a sex partner online. Maybe she's young, maybe she's middle-aged and closer to your own age. Either way she's gorgeous, built, and wants you to do things to her you'd happily go into debt over. I've seen her. She could make the dead get hard.
First, she's out of your league. Unless you're one of the lucky few with good genes, or you've stayed in shape into old age, and your junk still works like it's 30, forget it. You're torturing yourself just thinking about it.
Second, if you're not well off, don't bother. Maybe she has a soul and won't care. The odds are a lot better that you'll need to be a sugar daddy before she'll even acknowledge you exist.
Finally, she wants a man who can go multiple times a day. Even the hot 50-year-old wants more than once a week. OK, not all of them. But the ones who turn you on enough to perform will. The rest have lost most of their sexual energy and would rather drink wine with their girlfriends than have sex with you.
That's what's left for those of us who are older and average (or a little below). Unless you're willing to pay for it, which is illegal almost everywhere in the US, your only experience with that hottie will be a website and your hand.
I guess it could be worse.