Silver Daddies and Gold Sons

Many guys in their twenties like men in their seventies. I’m 73 and I like to kiss a man under 50, eat his ass also, but that’s another story. This one is about a club in Toronto where older men can meet younger guys. It’s called From Silver to Gold, a great place to have a drink, to suck a teenage cock or fuck a senior ass.

Silver daddies are encouraged to bring their sons to fool around, to have virile fun and enjoy hot man-to-man pleasure. The best evenings are those when the group is divided equally: 50% under thirty and 50% over fifty. The young guys often pretend to be bisexual, and many of the older men are in the closet.

The son-daddy relationship has nothing to do with family ties. Sons are young, daddies are older. It’s as simple as that. The club was founded four years ago by William and Harry, not the British princes, just two men in their early sixties who like to fuck a golden ass, i.e., a teenager boy. The bar serves only beer and champagne; the latter is usually reserved to reward the winner of the Saturday night contest.

This week, the guys enrolled in the contest will be judged on the size of their cock. Seven men under 30 are running for the Best-Hung Son Award. The jury is composed of William, Harry and Cuirette, a leather fetish man who just turned 50. The contestants first parade in a jockstrap to show their bulge. William is allowed to sniff the pouch. Harry can squeeze the balls. Cuirette has the choice to kiss the shaft or the ass. Whatever the scenario, the bulge automatically increases.

Contestants then remove their jockstrap and position themselves in front of the judge selected to suck them. The guy who was wearing a leather jock goes to Cuirette for oral service. His hard-on is enhanced by a leather cockring. Because of his personal preference, William is chosen by the two uncut boys. Harry is pleased to chew on bursting pink mushrooms.

Masturbation is allowed for 40 seconds, but if you cum, you are disqualified. Then cocks are measured. All seven stiff dicks range between 8.5 and 9 inches long. The winner receives a bottle of Veuve Clicquot. In fact, he often gets more than a vintage champagne; nine out of ten times, he can choose to fuck the daddy he wants. The leather cock ring star approaches Cuirette, and gives him a French-kiss. Everyone applauds and the couple heads for the alcove. Heads turn around to watch Son plough Daddy’s arse after having rimmed it with frenzy.

The following Saturday’s contest attracts a record number of clients to the From Silver to Gold club. No one wants to miss the Most Talented Top competition. Young and old can register, but there has to be at least twenty years between the top and the bottom. The dressing code is quite simple: navy blue handkerchief in the left back pocket of your jeans if you are a fucker; navy blue handkerchief in the right back pocket if you are a fuckee. Harry, who is a bottom, has written the names of the fuckers on a blackboard. After each performance, the fuckee scores his mate from 1 to 10.

Cuirette is the only one to wear two handkerchiefs; he has the navy blue one in the left pocket and a red one in his right pocket. “I pound your ass, you write down my score, then you come back and fist-fuck me!” Some choose to have virile fun in a group of four or six. One 28-year-old guy insists on having access to two hairy arses side by side. “It doubles my libido; it makes me want to penetrate with more energy.” One 62-year-old daddy warns any possible fuckee that he will first get a spanking. “I like my meat rare; I want to fuck a red rump roast.” A teenager is known to be quite romantic; after having screwed his one-night stand lover, he likes to eat a MERCI chocolate bar planted in the ass crack.

The Most Talented Top is not a surprise. Oliver, 57, is 6 feet tall, weighs 222 lbs, has a thick 7.5-inch uncut dick, and handles a drill tool machine at work. Pounding a hole has no secrets for him. He’s an expert in banging a wall, a floor or… a rear end. With a solid grip on the thighs, he spits on the welcoming hole of his partner and makes out brutally. His nickname is Rough & Tough. The more the fuckee begs to be handled with care, the more Rough & Tough humps him with force and without a condom. His “Bareback Fun” moto is known to all members of the club. Those who have tasted the medicine remember that their painful cries quickly became moans of pleasure.

Some evenings at the From Silver to Gold club are quieter or more relax. A 17-year-old member likes to chat with men in their seventies; he enjoys listening to anecdotes about their sex experience; he finds them charming, and has the impression of being thrown in another era. He sometimes gets hard just by admiring a wrinkled face; each fold seems to echo a virile caress, a sweet kiss, a hot fornication. The teenager has spotted the three or four senior members who will let him jerk them off, discretely or not, and he happily takes advantage of the situation.

One of the popular members in the club is a hairy bear. George, 34, is 5 feet 10 inches tall, weighs 236 lbs, and is turned on by salt and pepper daddies. Greyish hair in the beard and on the chest is a real turn-on for him. He can cuddle and kiss for hours when that asset is guaranteed. George usually wears a lumberjack shirt, wrangler jeans with a hole on both knees, and construction boots. He keeps his own beard trimmed short. “My partners adore it when I bury my face in their ass and tickle it with my beard.” George’s balls are huge and hairy; many older members have squeezed, licked and chewed them before tasting his creamy uncut dick.

To celebrate the Summer season, From Silver to Gold organizes the Hottest Peachy Butt contest. Only guys under thirty can register. They have the choice to parade in a speedo swimming suit, in any underwear garment, in tight faded blue jeans, in rubber or leather pants. The score will be given by three men over sixty; the evaluation tools are their hands and their face: they can caress, spank, sniff, kiss, lick or bite.

Michel and Marc are twins with a round firm ass, not too slim, not too wide, well proportionate. One chooses Calvin Klein ultrasoft stretch modal boxer briefs and the other wears a red Puma Classic speedo swimming trunk. They parade together, position themselves face to face, frot their bulging crotch, and chant the Village People’s Y.M.C.A. hit song while judges caress, spank, sniff, kiss, lick and bite the yummy offerings.

It’s the first time the club has double winners in a contest.