Age can be such a peculiar variable when it comes to gay dating. Now that I'm making the way towards 30, I'm seeing how age (or the perception attached to it) has changed. Hell, you can look through this blog and see that.

At 23, I was too old for guys under 21, but too young for guys over 25.
At 24, I was too old for guys under 21, but too young for guys over 25.
At 25, I was too old for guys under 25, and too young for guys over 25. (Yes, you read that right.)
At 26, I was too old for guys under 25, and too young for guys over 30.

And now at 27, I'm still at that weird too young/too old inflection point which makes dating someone close to my age a challenge (unless I'm a total slut). I still get the "too young" thing from guys older than me (most recently, it was by someone just six months older than me). Throughout my dating tenure though, one thing has been constant: men over 50 can't get enough of me. And as I've gotten older, their fervor has only increased.

One recent communication involved a 63-year-old Black man in the advanced stages of multiple sclerosis who got his niece to post a message on Match.com for me. How do I know? Well he stated it in his ad text that much, had a picture of him sitting while his niece (in a muu muu and wild, unstyled hair) was staring off camera, and there was mention that she would "finish this up when she gets back from the store". He'd been inactive for three months.

Something tells me she might've gotten lost on the way back.

The latest guy, a White 52-year-old man, made the whole "I love Black guys because of the contrast in color" move. And then came the rest of tricks out of his bag.

Him: Oh, why not? Is it because I'm White?
Me: No, I've dated White men before; I don't have a problem with that. But you're out of the age range of what I'm looking for.
Him: With age comes character and depth.
Me: That's also true for cheese, but I'm lactose intolerant.
Him: Is that supposed to be a racial joke?
Me: No, it's a "why is this guy still trying to talk to me because I'm totally not interested in him" joke.
Him: How about for $200? $300?
Me: Are you serious?
Him: That's a drop in the bucket for me, and I bet you could use the money. Just think about it.
Me: Goodbye.

The killing part is that someone else would probably fall for that, and then enable this guy to think every young Black dude has a price. Afterwards, he went into some spiel about his "philanthropy", but I'll spare you that tired drivel. I'm heading to the theatre tonight, so maybe I'll do a write-up about it.

Young gay men go to the theatre, right? Yes? No? Tell me the stereotypes are true!