Cruising along

I probably should make this friends only, but hey the rest of youse have got to get used to the realities of gay life ;-)

So went down to the gay cruising/nude sunbathing area near John's at Ham Lands (he goes there sometimes. and we met there 2 weeks ago - I do approve of bears ambling up to you naked bearing (pun intended) sparkling wine...it's a dionysos/silenus/bacchianalian thing, you might not understand) and well, cruised around. Quite a few naked men sunbathing (which I approve) not very much else on the sex front...it was all very posey, either young guys or older guys trying to look/dress/shave young (ugh) and the obligatory musclebear who just *so loves himself* he doesn't see how unnattractive that sort of arrogance makes him...And the grassland area was like those meerkats that pop up every once in a while to see what's going on (ooh I might miss a shag going by!) which got me thinking...

I used to go to cruising areas, saunas and the like a lot several years ago - pre-gaydar the world was different and a lot of married blokes were around, and usually furry bearded older guys. Now morals aside (tbh on a cruising area I'm not going to question that, that's their look out) I liked these guys because they were open to all types of guys cos they wanted sex. This I think is in the spirit of cruising areas, dark, or remote, sometimes dangerous and not too fussy. Also it helped that I was younger then; I didn't realise at the time that although the beard put some off that some were attracted cos I was under 30. Yes they are THAT shallow in the gay scene and related areas...

Post-gaydar and post-30 it seems like the only guys that go to these places are sun-worshipping gay preening guys and the odd older bloke, including one 'teaser' who I've been stung by before who wanders through the place amassing followers but doesn't understand the simple protocol for implying you're not interested (you change direction, double back, or stop and shake your head...it's quite simple. Or just say no)...I wonder if the married guys have been scared off, or do it all over Gaydar now?

Whatever it seems like the older guys want chicken (younger guys), and the chicken want other chicken...and so nobody gets a shag but walks round and round and round...

Sad cos I like a bit of al-fresco sex - but being a shape I'm happy with and older, and also liking a particular type of guy which I know limits things, does mean I get little interest now, cos they guys I like want someone younger or slimmer I think. The commodity on this scene and the gay scene is to be young, tanned or muscled...even in the bear scene, plump cubs with long beards don't make the grade. :-(

However good they are at sucking cock...*cough* LOL

Cruising along

I probably should make this friends only, but hey the rest of youse have got to get used to the realities of gay life ;-)

So went down to the gay cruising/nude sunbathing area near John's at Ham Lands (he goes there sometimes. and we met there 2 weeks ago - I do approve of bears ambling up to you naked bearing (pun intended) sparkling wine...it's a dionysos/silenus/bacchianalian thing, you might not understand) and well, cruised around. Quite a few naked men sunbathing (which I approve) not very much else on the sex front...it was all very posey, either young guys or older guys trying to look/dress/shave young (ugh) and the obligatory musclebear who just *so loves himself* he doesn't see how unnattractive that sort of arrogance makes him...And the grassland area was like those meerkats that pop up every once in a while to see what's going on (ooh I might miss a shag going by!) which got me thinking...

I used to go to cruising areas, saunas and the like a lot several years ago - pre-gaydar the world was different and a lot of married blokes were around, and usually furry bearded older guys. Now morals aside (tbh on a cruising area I'm not going to question that, that's their look out) I liked these guys because they were open to all types of guys cos they wanted sex. This I think is in the spirit of cruising areas, dark, or remote, sometimes dangerous and not too fussy. Also it helped that I was younger then; I didn't realise at the time that although the beard put some off that some were attracted cos I was under 30. Yes they are THAT shallow in the gay scene and related areas...

Post-gaydar and post-30 it seems like the only guys that go to these places are sun-worshipping gay preening guys and the odd older bloke, including one 'teaser' who I've been stung by before who wanders through the place amassing followers but doesn't understand the simple protocol for implying you're not interested (you change direction, double back, or stop and shake your head...it's quite simple. Or just say no)...I wonder if the married guys have been scared off, or do it all over Gaydar now?

Whatever it seems like the older guys want chicken (younger guys), and the chicken want other chicken...and so nobody gets a shag but walks round and round and round...

Sad cos I like a bit of al-fresco sex - but being a shape I'm happy with and older, and also liking a particular type of guy which I know limits things, does mean I get little interest now, cos they guys I like want someone younger or slimmer I think. The commodity on this scene and the gay scene is to be young, tanned or muscled...even in the bear scene, plump cubs with long beards don't make the grade. :-(

However good they are at sucking cock...*cough* LOL

Cruising along

I probably should make this friends only, but hey the rest of youse have got to get used to the realities of gay life ;-)

So went down to the gay cruising/nude sunbathing area near John's at Ham Lands (he goes there sometimes. and we met there 2 weeks ago - I do approve of bears ambling up to you naked bearing (pun intended) sparkling wine...it's a dionysos/silenus/bacchianalian thing, you might not understand) and well, cruised around. Quite a few naked men sunbathing (which I approve) not very much else on the sex front...it was all very posey, either young guys or older guys trying to look/dress/shave young (ugh) and the obligatory musclebear who just *so loves himself* he doesn't see how unnattractive that sort of arrogance makes him...And the grassland area was like those meerkats that pop up every once in a while to see what's going on (ooh I might miss a shag going by!) which got me thinking...

I used to go to cruising areas, saunas and the like a lot several years ago - pre-gaydar the world was different and a lot of married blokes were around, and usually furry bearded older guys. Now morals aside (tbh on a cruising area I'm not going to question that, that's their look out) I liked these guys because they were open to all types of guys cos they wanted sex. This I think is in the spirit of cruising areas, dark, or remote, sometimes dangerous and not too fussy. Also it helped that I was younger then; I didn't realise at the time that although the beard put some off that some were attracted cos I was under 30. Yes they are THAT shallow in the gay scene and related areas...

Post-gaydar and post-30 it seems like the only guys that go to these places are sun-worshipping gay preening guys and the odd older bloke, including one 'teaser' who I've been stung by before who wanders through the place amassing followers but doesn't understand the simple protocol for implying you're not interested (you change direction, double back, or stop and shake your head...it's quite simple. Or just say no)...I wonder if the married guys have been scared off, or do it all over Gaydar now?

Whatever it seems like the older guys want chicken (younger guys), and the chicken want other chicken...and so nobody gets a shag but walks round and round and round...

Sad cos I like a bit of al-fresco sex - but being a shape I'm happy with and older, and also liking a particular type of guy which I know limits things, does mean I get little interest now, cos they guys I like want someone younger or slimmer I think. The commodity on this scene and the gay scene is to be young, tanned or muscled...even in the bear scene, plump cubs with long beards don't make the grade. :-(

However good they are at sucking cock...*cough* LOL

Cruising along

I probably should make this friends only, but hey the rest of youse have got to get used to the realities of gay life ;-)

So went down to the gay cruising/nude sunbathing area near John's at Ham Lands (he goes there sometimes. and we met there 2 weeks ago - I do approve of bears ambling up to you naked bearing (pun intended) sparkling wine...it's a dionysos/silenus/bacchianalian thing, you might not understand) and well, cruised around. Quite a few naked men sunbathing (which I approve) not very much else on the sex front...it was all very posey, either young guys or older guys trying to look/dress/shave young (ugh) and the obligatory musclebear who just *so loves himself* he doesn't see how unnattractive that sort of arrogance makes him...And the grassland area was like those meerkats that pop up every once in a while to see what's going on (ooh I might miss a shag going by!) which got me thinking...

I used to go to cruising areas, saunas and the like a lot several years ago - pre-gaydar the world was different and a lot of married blokes were around, and usually furry bearded older guys. Now morals aside (tbh on a cruising area I'm not going to question that, that's their look out) I liked these guys because they were open to all types of guys cos they wanted sex. This I think is in the spirit of cruising areas, dark, or remote, sometimes dangerous and not too fussy. Also it helped that I was younger then; I didn't realise at the time that although the beard put some off that some were attracted cos I was under 30. Yes they are THAT shallow in the gay scene and related areas...

Post-gaydar and post-30 it seems like the only guys that go to these places are sun-worshipping gay preening guys and the odd older bloke, including one 'teaser' who I've been stung by before who wanders through the place amassing followers but doesn't understand the simple protocol for implying you're not interested (you change direction, double back, or stop and shake your head...it's quite simple. Or just say no)...I wonder if the married guys have been scared off, or do it all over Gaydar now?

Whatever it seems like the older guys want chicken (younger guys), and the chicken want other chicken...and so nobody gets a shag but walks round and round and round...

Sad cos I like a bit of al-fresco sex - but being a shape I'm happy with and older, and also liking a particular type of guy which I know limits things, does mean I get little interest now, cos they guys I like want someone younger or slimmer I think. The commodity on this scene and the gay scene is to be young, tanned or muscled...even in the bear scene, plump cubs with long beards don't make the grade. :-(

However good they are at sucking cock...*cough* LOL

I'm not a bear...

I've decided I'm not a bear, I'm a gay guy with a longish beard and a belly.

Why? Because it's Saturday night and (as a man who likes to go places where bearish guys hang out) I have nowhere I can go on my own without having to put up with one or all of five things:

Musclebears: Sorry, ex-squeeze me, when was a gym ever a place that a food-loving weight-confident bear should ever go? And I don't mean for health reasons, you don't take that amount of health-destroying 'roids and pump that amount of iron just to make sure you don't get late onset diabetes?

Bad Music: Pounding pounding techno music. What has this to do with cuddly bears exactly? Or anything gay? Bad DJing and shit music has turned gay London into a subculture of all it's own. One of bad music, bad drugs and bad venues...vanguards of taste, indeed. More to do with making people move faster so they drink more water/alcohol.

Too many Drugs: Not prudish (hey listen to my podcasts to hear my monged out audio experiments), but if you have to munch a vet's weekly supply to cope with any of the 5 of these, or your existence, then it's not cool it's just sad. And having to put up with (admittedly muscly and butch) queens on ketamine stumbling around does not make my night.

SM: Nothing against SM, they seem much more accepting than the bear scene...maybe that's why the bears scenes outside of London get lumped in with them (and sometimes even in London too). Makes finding a shag a sort of ironic lottery though (ooh is he actually a SM bottom, the top from hell, or Colin Self?)

Attitude: Heh not a muscle-fairy or SM-god or rugby-shirted bearded twink, and happy with your body? That's your date out of the window then...conform to the uniform, goto the gym and put up with the bad decor and music to get a shag, otherwise there's the door.

I think we should create a new group of bearded gay men nothing to do with bears.

Who's with me?

I'm not a bear...

I've decided I'm not a bear, I'm a gay guy with a longish beard and a belly.

Why? Because it's Saturday night and (as a man who likes to go places where bearish guys hang out) I have nowhere I can go on my own without having to put up with one or all of five things:

Musclebears: Sorry, ex-squeeze me, when was a gym ever a place that a food-loving weight-confident bear should ever go? And I don't mean for health reasons, you don't take that amount of health-destroying 'roids and pump that amount of iron just to make sure you don't get late onset diabetes?

Bad Music: Pounding pounding techno music. What has this to do with cuddly bears exactly? Or anything gay? Bad DJing and shit music has turned gay London into a subculture of all it's own. One of bad music, bad drugs and bad venues...vanguards of taste, indeed. More to do with making people move faster so they drink more water/alcohol.

Too many Drugs: Not prudish (hey listen to my podcasts to hear my monged out audio experiments), but if you have to munch a vet's weekly supply to cope with any of the 5 of these, or your existence, then it's not cool it's just sad. And having to put up with (admittedly muscly and butch) queens on ketamine stumbling around does not make my night.

SM: Nothing against SM, they seem much more accepting than the bear scene...maybe that's why the bears scenes outside of London get lumped in with them (and sometimes even in London too). Makes finding a shag a sort of ironic lottery though (ooh is he actually a SM bottom, the top from hell, or Colin Self?)

Attitude: Heh not a muscle-fairy or SM-god or rugby-shirted bearded twink, and happy with your body? That's your date out of the window then...conform to the uniform, goto the gym and put up with the bad decor and music to get a shag, otherwise there's the door.

I think we should create a new group of bearded gay men nothing to do with bears.

Who's with me?

I'm not a bear...

I've decided I'm not a bear, I'm a gay guy with a longish beard and a belly.

Why? Because it's Saturday night and (as a man who likes to go places where bearish guys hang out) I have nowhere I can go on my own without having to put up with one or all of five things:

Musclebears: Sorry, ex-squeeze me, when was a gym ever a place that a food-loving weight-confident bear should ever go? And I don't mean for health reasons, you don't take that amount of health-destroying 'roids and pump that amount of iron just to make sure you don't get late onset diabetes?

Bad Music: Pounding pounding techno music. What has this to do with cuddly bears exactly? Or anything gay? Bad DJing and shit music has turned gay London into a subculture of all it's own. One of bad music, bad drugs and bad venues...vanguards of taste, indeed. More to do with making people move faster so they drink more water/alcohol.

Too many Drugs: Not prudish (hey listen to my podcasts to hear my monged out audio experiments), but if you have to munch a vet's weekly supply to cope with any of the 5 of these, or your existence, then it's not cool it's just sad. And having to put up with (admittedly muscly and butch) queens on ketamine stumbling around does not make my night.

SM: Nothing against SM, they seem much more accepting than the bear scene...maybe that's why the bears scenes outside of London get lumped in with them (and sometimes even in London too). Makes finding a shag a sort of ironic lottery though (ooh is he actually a SM bottom, the top from hell, or Colin Self?)

Attitude: Heh not a muscle-fairy or SM-god or rugby-shirted bearded twink, and happy with your body? That's your date out of the window then...conform to the uniform, goto the gym and put up with the bad decor and music to get a shag, otherwise there's the door.

I think we should create a new group of bearded gay men nothing to do with bears.

Who's with me?

I'm not a bear...

I've decided I'm not a bear, I'm a gay guy with a longish beard and a belly.

Why? Because it's Saturday night and (as a man who likes to go places where bearish guys hang out) I have nowhere I can go on my own without having to put up with one or all of five things:

Musclebears: Sorry, ex-squeeze me, when was a gym ever a place that a food-loving weight-confident bear should ever go? And I don't mean for health reasons, you don't take that amount of health-destroying 'roids and pump that amount of iron just to make sure you don't get late onset diabetes?

Bad Music: Pounding pounding techno music. What has this to do with cuddly bears exactly? Or anything gay? Bad DJing and shit music has turned gay London into a subculture of all it's own. One of bad music, bad drugs and bad venues...vanguards of taste, indeed. More to do with making people move faster so they drink more water/alcohol.

Too many Drugs: Not prudish (hey listen to my podcasts to hear my monged out audio experiments), but if you have to munch a vet's weekly supply to cope with any of the 5 of these, or your existence, then it's not cool it's just sad. And having to put up with (admittedly muscly and butch) queens on ketamine stumbling around does not make my night.

SM: Nothing against SM, they seem much more accepting than the bear scene...maybe that's why the bears scenes outside of London get lumped in with them (and sometimes even in London too). Makes finding a shag a sort of ironic lottery though (ooh is he actually a SM bottom, the top from hell, or Colin Self?)

Attitude: Heh not a muscle-fairy or SM-god or rugby-shirted bearded twink, and happy with your body? That's your date out of the window then...conform to the uniform, goto the gym and put up with the bad decor and music to get a shag, otherwise there's the door.

I think we should create a new group of bearded gay men nothing to do with bears.

Who's with me?