Old man and the belt buckle
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Get it hard and win the prize!
I live in a rural community in arid West Texas.
There are no clubs that cater to gay and bi men. No adult bookstore.
No xxx movie theatre.
In fact, the chances of men having private man-man sex in my town are slim
and none.
That's why I was surprised one day when I received a rather cryptic
invitation to a ranch party for men only.
I'd heard rumors about wild gay parties at a certain ranch, but, not much
else.
One rumor was that there was a contest and the winner came away with a diamond
studded belt buckle worth a couple thousand dollars.
What one had to do to win the buckle was not generally known.
The invitation was short and to the point.
"You have been invited to a men only party."
I was told to show up at the ranch entrance gate at a specific date and time.
If I came early or arrived late, there would be no entry, the invitation
stressed.
Well, what the hell, I thought. Why not attend. I hadn't had any sex for several
months.
I was careful to arrive at the gate at my appointed time. It was an
electric gate controlled at the ranch house.
I drove up and stopped. I could see a surveillance camera in a small tower.
After several minutes, the gate opened.
As I drove toward what appeared to be a bunk house, I
encountered signs informing me that I should park in one of 6
numbered parking spaces.
There was only one open spot.
"I must be the last of six guests," I thought.
After I parked, I was met by a small oriental man who beckoned me
to follow him into the building.
The man told me that I should go into a large bathroom with a shower and a
toilet.
I was to undress and wait for further instructions.
Shortly the man returned with a water bottle and large spount.
"You must be clean," the man said.
He told me to bend over. He then pushed the spount in my ass and forced a
gallon of water into the anal canal.
Needless to say, I was definitely clean after sitting on the toilet for a few
minutes.
It was perhaps the strongest enema I'd ever had.
I was told to take a shower, put on a thin robe and wait for further
instructions.
Shortly, the man reappeared.
"What do you like to do," asked. "You suckee, you fuckee, you suckee and
fuckee, what?
"Well, I'm versatile," I said. "I like to suck and be sucked. No anal," I
replied.
"Ok," he said. "Bend over," he instructed.
I could feel him writing something on my hip.
A big red 'O' on one side and a large '6' on the other, I later learned.
"You are number 6, you suckee only," the man said. "You follow me.".
I could hear music and men laughing as we got closer to a large open room.
"Enjoy," the man said after removing the robe and walking away.
"Come on in,' someone yelled. "Show us your dick."
There was a whistle and someone said: "nice ass."
I don't have the longest cock in the world. About 7.5 inches when I'm fully
aroused. My nut sack
is loose and hangs. I have a lot of pubic hair.
I noticed there were four large TV screens, one on each wall.
A movie showing two guys blowing each other was running on one screen. Guys
fucking on another.
Needless to say, my dick was starting to react to the situation.
While trying not to stare, I counted 5 men. All naked. All pretty well endowed.
I saw two large bowls filled with condoms on a center table.
"I'm number six," I said. "Please to meet you all."
Suddenly a door opened and a large, fully dressed man came into the room.
"Could I have your attention," he said. "Welcome to our annual sex party.
But before the cum starts flowing, let me tell you the rules and offer a
challenge."
We were told that we were at a private party, the details of which were not
to be discussed outside the room.
A guest with a red O on his ass is interested in oral sex only, he said.
An 'X" means anal only, while an O around an X means there are no restrictions.
"You are free to have sex with anyone here according to their particular
preferences.
He then described the challenge.
"The sponsor of this party, we call him Jake, and the barbecue dinner that
comes later, is 75 years old."
"He needs a cum really bad."
Unfortunately, Jake has hemorroids and anal sex is too painful.
"What he needs is a wet blow job. Gt him hard and make him cum, and you win a
diamond-studded western belt buckle,' the man said.
You also receive an invitation to the nest three parties."
Adding, "But you must get it done in 30 minutes or less."
Let me stress that there is to be no anal play, no fingering, no rimming.
'Participation is voluntary,' the man said. "But, if you fail, you will have to
leave, and you will be removed from the guest list.
"Who wants to try."
The silence was deafening.
Wow!, I'm thinking. "How difficult could it be."
I've sucked a lot of dicks. I can't recall a time when I didn't make my partner
cum.
I sure would like a diamond belt buckle.
Besides, I haven't had a decent barbecue dinner in months.
What the heck.
I raised my hand.
I'll give it a try," I said.
"Ok, the man said. Follow me."
We left the room, walked down a short hall and into another room where the
rancher waited.
He was lying on a couch, naked and fondling his cock - a snake that must have
been nine inches long, but soft as a noodle.
"Get me hard, make me cum, swallow my juice," he said several times. He grabbed
my cock and pulled me down to floor."
"Don't touch my ass," he stressed. "Do it with your mouth and lips. Let me feel
your tongue. Suck my nuts."
He was obviously trying to help me out. I guess he really needed to cum.
I took the head of his dick in my hand. It felt like tough leather.
He had a huge pair of balls surrounded by a heavy mat of black hair.
I felt like giving up, even before I started.
I took the head of dick in my mouth and swirled my tongue. I stroked the
shaft and fondled his balls.
Nothing. No response. Just a grunt or two from an old man in dire need of an
orgasm.
And the clock was ticking.
It was obvious that sucking the head of that cock, which is usually enough to
turn on a younger man,
wasn't going to work. I'm not sure that fingering his ass, if it were allowed,
would work either.
Hearing me urging him to fuck my face and other words of encouragement didn't
seem to be doing much.
So, I took another tact. I got up and while stroking the base of the man's
shaft, I put my dick in the old man's face.
"Suck it," I said. "Lick my balls, babe. Make me cum."
To my surprise, the old man started sucking my cock. He was stroking me and
fondling my nuts.
And then I noticed a change in his cock down at the bottom of the shaft.
I started to massage that area in earnest.
I pulled my cock out of the rancher's mouth and started to stroke and lick
the lower part of his shaft.
I fingered the head of his dick, fondled his balls.
Ah, progress.
I began to feel confident that I could in fact make the old man cum.
I stood up and told the old man to suck my cock.
He greedily took the head into his mouth.
I push my cock deeper but was careful not to cause him to choke - which would
have been disastrous.
I continued to stroke his cock and it wasn't long before he had an erection.
I began to suck him off with my mouth, lips, my tongue.
I couldn't take much of his cock in my mouth, I'm not good at deep throating,
but enough to put a gleam in his eyes.
"Suck it, make me cum,' he kept saying over and over.
And, finally, his body grew tense and I could feel his sperm squirting into my
mouth.
I kept sucking until his dick became flaccid.
I can't say that his sperm tasted all that great, but, I didn't care.
I had won the diamond buckle.
I stood up and asked the old man if he was happy.
Instead of replying, he pulled me close, took my cock into his mouth. He
sucked me hard
and fast. Didn't take long before I sent ribbons of cum into his throat, all of
which he
swallowed. He milked me down, getting every last drop of jizz he could squeaze
out.
The old man then got up.
"Thank you. That was the best cum I've had in years," he said as he left the
room.
The belt buckle was presented to me later at the dinner where the most tender
steak
I've ever eaten was served
Not as good as a stiff and juicy cock, even an old one, but worth a belt buckle.
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My sincerest thanks to SoCalOvid, for his editing wizardry on this story. Any mistakes you see are mine, and mine alone. The category for this series is correct. Readers: This story requires you to have the willingness to accept an odd and unusual relationship. It calls for an open mind, and an unlocked heart. So without further adieu, for your reading pleasure: Diamonds In the Rough Ch. 1 * The bar was lively for a Thursday evening. Sam Weatherly stared into the almost empty bottle of...
I wish to give my thanks to my editor, SoCalOvid for his fine work on this series. If you haven’t, I highly recommend you read the previous chapters first to fully understand the unique characters, and their unusual but compelling story! With an open mind, and unlocked heart, Diamonds In the Rough Ch. 7 *** * *** Major heard the faint click, and came out from the shadows. He stared at the door and cocked his head at the noises emanating from the room. He didn’t understand the sounds, but...
Thanks to SoCalOvid for his remarkable editing skills. Readers: If you haven’t already done so, please read Chapter 1 first! This story requires you to have the willingness to accept an odd and unusual relationship. It calls for an open mind, and an unlocked heart. Diamonds In the Rough Ch. 2 ** Samantha Weatherly took another sip of her beer, she heard the man with the Chardonnay, a few empty seats down, sniffle. He wiped his nose on his sleeve, and hid his head in his folded arms....
Many thanks to my editor SoCalOvid on this series. He has given my words, that extra zing. Thank you for opening my quirky romance. If you would please read the previous chapters before this one, it will make it more understandable, and I hope very enjoyable. To all that have followed this series, thank you so much, I have been humbled by the comments and votes. Diamonds In The Rough Ch. 08 *** ** *** The Boeing 737 banked northward and began its descent. The man in 27A packed up his...
Thanks to SoCalOvid for his patience with my writing, and his willingness to work with me. Readers: If you haven’t already done so, please read the previous two chapters first. This story requires you to have the willingness to accept an odd and unusual relationship. It calls for an open mind, and an unlocked heart. Diamonds In the Rough Ch. 3 *** ‘What’s going on, and why am I beginning to feel happy again?’ Sam asked herself, watching Lynn play with Major. It didn’t make any sense...
My continued thanks to SoCalOvid for his tireless work editing my stories. With this chapter especially… If you haven’t done so, please read the previous chapters first. Again, open your mind and unlock your heart! Diamonds In the Rough Ch. 4 **** Even before Lynn could leave, Sam quickly excused herself and headed to the bathroom. She closed the door and quickly pulled off her jeans to expose her rapidly moistening pussy to the cool air. Sam trembled with forbidden excitement. She didn’t...
Thanks to SoCalOvid for his tireless work editing my stories. Any mistakes you see are mine and mine alone. If you haven’t done so, please read the previous chapters first.And please, open your mind and unlock your heart! Diamonds In the Rough Ch. 5 ** * ** Curled up on the back porch eyes closed, Major enjoyed the warmth of the afternoon sun. Ears twitched at a very faint rustle, SNAP! In a flash the canine’s long legs propelled him swiftly towards the huge silver maple, the squirrel...
Authors note: Hello, I am a new writer here and this is my first and serious attempt writing erotica, so if it sucks I apologize. This was an idea I came up with. They always make the female love interest beautiful etc- but what if she was ugly? How would that complicate things. I just wanted to twist around a cliche and see what I got. WARNING: There is abuse and possible rape/dubcon. Also, some stockholm is no happy ending, but it may be interpreted as bittersweet or totally downer...
Well, here we go, Mark thought as he heard the bathroom door open. Tessa slowly made her way to the bed on feet sore from a long day at work. She gave her long blonde hair a shake, dislodging a few strands that were caught under the thin straps of her top. Five years married, the sight of her in pajamas still made his heart race. When he smiled at her, she responded with a weary grin of her own. “Thanks for doing the dishes tonight,” she said as she sat down on the bed. He climbed in next to...
As I snuggled between her robe, aunt Kim rose. Her firm pale breasts bubbling over her robe. My legs shivered as she inched her foot up my leg. ‘ cuddle’ she whispered.. rubbing my legs.. ‘ relax’ she said . Her mouth instantly locking to my vagina suckling hard. as she nuzzled my vagina with hot kisses of sin. Hot and demonic. Biting my vagina slow.. deeply. ‘ delicious ‘ she whispered..suckling hard deep my vagina.and massaging between my legs...’ soft..’ she moaned.nuzzling...nuzzling..my...
I had been surfing the internet and found her add. I had seen other adds and even been with a few other girls but as soon as I saw her photo I wanted to fuck her. Her add had a number and it said to text. I did and she said she was available. My fetish is thigh highs and she said she had some pink ones. Hot damn! I asked if she was 420 friendly and she said yes. Now I was really horny. I asked how she felt about bareback and she said it was extra. Holy fuck my cock was raging and I wanted to...