Old man and the belt buckle

I live in a small community in rural and arid West Texas.

The chances of me having sex with another man are the same as the
chances of getting rain - slim and none.

That's why I was surprised when I received an invitation in
the mail.

"Congratulations: You are invited to an all male party
at the xxx ranch to be held on Saturday, June 21.
Please arrive at the entrance gate at precisely 7:30 p.m.
A BBQ dinner will be served."

I had heard stories about wild parties being held at
that ranch, reportedly owned by a 75-year-old
cattleman.

Some stories suggested party goers could compete and
win an expensive diamond-studded western belt buckle, but
no one seemed to know anything more.

I didn't have the slightest idea how I got invited, but
'all-male party' sounded like fun.

I arrived at the entrance gate at the appointed time.
There was a surveillance camera on a post.
After a few minutes, the electronic gate swung open.

While driving toward what appeared to be a large bunkhouse,
I encountered digital signs stating that I should park in Space No. 6.

I pulled into the parking lot. All the spaces were filled except for
No. 6.

I walked to the entrance where I was met by an oriental gentleman wearing a white face mask.

"Come with me," he said.

I followed him into what appeared to be a locker room.

"You remove clothes and shoes and put them in locker No. 6," he instructed.
He then left and I started removing my clothes.
I noted there was a shower with ample supply of towels, and a toilet.

The man returned carrying a large bottle with a spout.

"You bend over," man directed. He then inserted the spout into my rectum
and forced a least a gallon of scented water into the anal canal.

"You must be clean," the man said.

Needless to say, that was one hell of an enema.
I was definitely clean after sitting on the toilet for 5 minutes.

I then took a shower, as the man had directed.

He returned a short time later.
He handed me a black mask.

“You don’t remove mask until you leave the ranch,” he said.

It was a wrap around mask, and it fit perfectly. I doubted anyone would figure out my identity.

"What do you like," he asked. "You suckee, you fuckee, you suckee and fuckee?"

"I'm an oral guy," I replied.

He then told me to turn and bend over, which I did.

“OMG, not another enema,” I thought.

I then felt him writing something on my ass cheeks. I later learned that he
had put a large 'O" on the left cheek and a large '6' on the other.

Seems there was a code: O for oral only, X for anal only, XO for both oral and anal.

"Follow me," the man said, going down a long hall. I could hear music and guys laughing.

When I walked into the room, someone said: Welcome, number 6.”
I also heard "nice dick," and “nice ass."

There were at least five men, all wearing masks.

They apeared to be about my age. I doubted I would ever recognize any of them without the mask.

My cock is average, about 7.5 inches when fully aroused. Low hanging nut sack and plentiful pubic hair.

Seems everyone there was well endowed. Two had little or no body hair.

I noticed two big HDTV screens on the walls. One was showing two guys blowing each other; two guys fucking on the other.

There was a quantity of condoms in a large bowl at the center of a long table in the center of the room.

I didn't know what to do next. I'd already spotted a nice dick, but I didn’t want to make any Moves, just yet!

Suddenly, a door opened.

A large fully dressed masked man came into the room.

"Welcome," he said.

"This is a no name party," he said. You can call each other by the numbers assigned.
Number 1 has been here three times, which is the limit.
” Number 6 is the new guy."
“We practice safe sex, so use the condoms.”

"Before the party begins and cum starts flowing, I want to tell you of a challenge with a valuable prize, if you can win it.

"We have an older gentleman in the next room," he said. "He really needs a cum."

"So, the challenge is simple - get him hard and make him cum in 20 minutes or less.
The only restriction is no anal play. No fingering, no rimming.”

If you try but fail, you will not be invited to any future parties, he stressed.

However, if you are successful and the old man approves, you will win a diamond-studded western belt valued at $1,000. You will also be invited to the next three parties.

Wow. The silence was deafening.

Number 1 declined, as did numbers 2,3,4 and 5.

Suddenly, all eyes were on me.

"What do you say, number 6," do you want to give it a try, the man asked.

I sure could use a new belt buckle, I say to myself.
How hard could it be. Besides, I haven't been to a decent BBQ in months.

I accepted the challenge, and was led into an adjoining room where an older silver-haired man
was lying naked on a large couch. He, too, was masked.

"Get me hard, make me cum." the man said.

I got closer. The old man had a snake about 8 inches long. Thin and soft as a noodle. He had
set of huge nuts surrounded by a patch of light hair.

I took the head into my hands. It felt like rough leather.

I figured if I suck the head and massage the shaft, the man would respond.

Wrong.

I'm trying every oral technique I know. I'm licking, sucking, stroking, fondling - to no avail.

And the clock was ticking.

Finally, I decided on a last technique.

I moved closer to the old man and put my cock in his face.

"Suck it," I demanded. "Suck it good."

To my surprise, he took the cock head into his mouth. I could feel his busy tongue.
He's fondling my nuts.

I push my cock deeper.

I'm holding his cock and I notice the shaft is beginning to swell down at the base. I
started stroking gently as more of the shaft began to stiffen.

The old man is giving me one hell of a blowjob. I'm rock hard and ready to explode.

I pulled out, intending to zero in on his cock. He pulled me back and took me deep into
his throat. He was definitely enjoying himself

And so for a few minutes, we are blowing each other.

His cock got semi-hard and I'm working the back of the head.

"Come on, daddy. Give me your juice," I'm saying aloud.

And then, we are both cumming.

I'm sending ropes of jizz into his throat. One heavy pulse after another. He swallowed
Every drop. He started milking my cock like a cow tit.

A small amount of thick cum is dripping out of his cock. I licked it
up and milked him down.

It wasn't best tasting sperm I had ever had, but, I think I won the belt buckle.

About that time, a door opened.

"Time is up," a man said.

He sat next to the older man

Well, Daddy, did he get your hard and make you cum?
Did he win or lose?

The old man looked at me, smiled and said:

"Thanks. That was the best cum I've had in months.
I enjoyed your cock, too, and want more of it."

I received the diamond belt buckle after eating one of the best BBQ
Dinners I'd ever had.

I’m looking forward to the next party, But, I only need one diamond belt buckle.

Lee Shields