10/8/25 Blogs about Age

10/8/25  76 Going on 86

I agreed to see a man who was 76 for an hour-long appointment. When he got out of his car, I noticed immediately that he was shaking—especially his hands. It didn’t take long to learn that he had Parkinson’s. I know a lot about Parkinson’s; my grandmother died from it. It’s a horrible disease.

What I told this man surprised him, but I think it also restored a little of his faith in humanity. I refused to take his money. I wasn’t going to accept payment for something I knew we wouldn’t truly share. He was frail, his body no longer his ally. Sure, I could have used the pump on him, but I doubted he had enough sensitivity left to feel much of anything. So instead, we sat and talked for a good while. He gave me a small donation for my time, thanked me for my honesty, and went on his way.

There comes a time in every man’s life when he simply cannot perform anymore. Maybe it happens on his deathbed, but more often it comes quietly in the later seventies or eighties. I’ve had quite a few clients “age out,” as I call it—or they go searching for someone they think might somehow make them feel young again. Either way, it’s always a little sad for me.

I’ll admit, I’ve never done that before—turning someone away like that—but I can see myself doing it again. Ever since I moved to St. Louis, my clientele has gotten older. In Kansas City, my average age was about 55. Here, it’s closer to 60, with many in their seventies.

The interesting thing about age is that it’s not just a number—it’s a condition. Some people are 60 going on 70, and others are 60 going on 50. It all depends on health, energy, lifestyle, and genetics. The same goes for men in their forties: some are 40 going on 30, and others are 40 going on 50. I never really know who will show up at my door.

But I can tell you this—the man I saw yesterday was 76 going on 86.

Which brings me to my next blog…

10/8/25 Men Over 60

Disclaimer: I’m about to make a sweeping generalization—but I do it with affection and good intentions.

As I just said, this doesn’t apply to every man, but it fits about 90% of my clientele over the age of 60. The simple truth is this: with age, men just get less sensitive. The body changes. The penis loses some of its responsiveness, and that makes climaxing internally a real challenge.

For about a third of men, oral doesn’t do much either. Which leaves manual stimulation—and honestly, most men don’t want to pay a significant amount of money just for that. And I get it.

Now, I know I’m more than the “end result.” I always say that what I offer is about connection, comfort, and being seen. But let’s be real—it’s also part of my job to help you get there. That’s why I let the 76-year-old man go yesterday. Maybe I shouldn’t have, but I sensed we’d both end up frustrated.

On another day, I might have felt differently. I might have believed that what I offer—the care, the conversation, the tenderness—was enough to make the visit worthwhile, even without the goal being reached. But yesterday wasn’t that day.

And that’s okay. Because sometimes honesty is the greatest service you can offer.