Date: Wed, 7 Nov 2012 03:29:06 -0800 (PST)
From: derek james <derekjames57@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Adventures of Rex: Rex the Late Bloomer- Lorna's Journals (Part One)

WARNING: The following is for adults only(18+). It contains depictions of
sexual acts between men. If this offends you or is inappropriate for you to
read, go no further. If not, enjoy!!!


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The Adventures of Rex: Rex the Late Bloomer- Lorna's Journals



The Adventures of Rex stories are a celebration of one man's journey into
middle age with a raging hard-on, a passionate nature and his handsome head
held high!



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www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/encounters/adventures-of-rex/



The Adventures of Rex: Rex the Late Bloomer- Lorna's Journals (Part One)



Introduction:


It was such a thrill to create a record of my early work with Rex and share
my experiences with this amazing man, a true hero and the ultimate late
bloomer sexually. I take such pleasure in knowing you want to read over all
my many detailed (and truly unbelievably wild at times) personal journals
dating back to when I first met Rex and began to explore his body with my
camera and first introduced him to my circle of open-minded horny
players. I shall do my best to type up as much of it as I can.


To fill you in on some personal history, I was married and divorced with no
children. Always wanted to be a photographer and found the male nude
amazing and most intricate. My husband never allowed me growth in this area
and my career as an art instructor in London gave me some exposure but not
as much as I wanted. After my divorce, I retired in 2005 from working in a
college art department full-time and concentrated on enjoying my life. It
was from 2005 that I began to explore my sexuality and found that I was
really more of a voyeur than anything else. Being in my 60's, I was now
finding the company of bisexual open-minded men and women most satisfying
and highly stimulating in a voyeuristic way. They had no need of sex from
me and were totally open and unashamed in front of me. I could enjoy sex
through them and satisfy myself privately. I shall just take each of the
journal entries in order and lay them out for your greater insight. It will
take ages but we shall get through them all and please remember how
important all this thorough and kinky exploration was to Rex's development
sexually! The man you know today is all because of this very open and
honest time I spent observing, coaxing and guiding him in all things
sexual. Rex, a mature and perfectly handsome man in his 40's back in the
mid-2000's who had not really spent anytime becoming a sexual being. His
career had taken off and he was certainly successful in that work-a-day
word but...his now powerful bisexual desires and open-minded curiosity was
beckoning loudly.  Enter Lorna...The store of Rex's beginnings as seen
through my eyes and recorded in my journals.



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Rex responded to a small ad I placed in a naturist newspaper in 2005. It
simply stated that I was an eager amateur photographer looking for men who
were camera "virgins" and who wanted to explore their sexuality before my
probing lens.  I insisted that I meet each of them twice, once in a public
setting and then in their home for security reasons in case they turned out
to be unsavoury in some way. Rex answered first and, as it turned out, very
successfully.

Rex and I met for a coffee in a small café where we could talk. He was
shocked to meet a 60 something lady who looked well kept and could be
someone's dear old bossy aunty. I comforted him by fully introducing myself
and calmly and openly describing my voyeuristic, wonderfully kinky and
completely honest intentions. My mission as I expounded in colourful detail
to Rex, was to find a bisexual or straight man that was a totally
uninhibited exhibitionist and was a virgin to nude photos. I wanted to
watch my discovery unfold before my eager eyes and camera!

Rex revealed he was eager to meet others and hoped that through his work
with me he may meet some open-minded playmates. I assured him that I knew
some delightful guys and gals and, in time, would introduce him happily. He
explained his lifelong nudist desires, his very bisexual cravings and how
much he wanted to be photographed nude by a photographer but wanted the
photos kept private due to his highly important job in London. He explained
he had experimented a bit with a self- timer but never before with another
person behind the lens. He also admitted to being a near virgin to sex with
another person except for some extended foreplay with some men and very few
women in the past. I could barely contain my excitement, a true virgin for
my directing!  I knew as we talked he was ripe for my experiment. I quizzed
him very carefully about his comfort level. I needed to know if he was
totally open to me. I was about 20 years his senior and a bit of a sexual
guru in regard to the male from all my time spent with my dear gay and
bisexual chums.


I coaxed Rex into a second meeting at his modest home the following week. I
knew from my café visit his clothed body was a delight and just perfect
for my voyeuristic exploits... but nude, I could only imagine!!! He was
running late the night we met and I waited for him on his doorstep for
nearly 20 minutes. I brought the usual tools that would help to relax Rex
and ease any inhibitions he may still have felt about me, a bottle of
excellent wine and some sexy samples of some experimental photos I had
taken of a hot couple years before when I first worked in the art school.

Well, he was still in his office shirt and tie for the first part of our
meeting. We sat in the attractive living area downstairs and sipped my
strong, intoxicating wine and I showed him my sexy model portfolio. He was
assured that I had the greatest patience when working with those wonderful
models years earlier and I intended to just let Rex unfold at his own pace
sexually before my camera lens and he could be free to explore whatever he
wanted and secretly, in time whatever I wanted as well!!! I must have
poured him several glasses of wine before he even undid his tie and
unbuttoned two shirt buttons.

I kept expounding on how beautiful the male body was and continued using my
portfolio to stress my points. Rex was quite tipsy and I am embarrassed to
admit to you that I did this on purpose to relax him and gain his
trust. The exhibitionist in him emerged, as I knew it would, and to be
honest, I had to see the goods in order to know if deep down I wanted him
as the subject of my intensive study. He got more comfortable by kicking
off his shoes and tossing aside his tie.

I continued to stroke his ego with comments about his fine body and wasn't
it about time he showed it off to me and so on. Rex's red, well-trimmed
hair was slightly tussled and his handsome face now flushed pink thanks to
the wine...I was drawn to this sexy stud! The next move was for me to
become invisible and I urged him to pretend I was not there and just enjoy
himself, and to aid this I produced my final weapon, a sexy bottle of foam
bath scented with lavender. I suggested to him to take a tub and just be
himself...as if I was just a chair in the corner. I told him he needed to
take that tub in order to be considered as my model. It felt like an order
and from that day on, I was sort of the one who called the shots!  He took
me very seriously. He did want to be photographed, explored, handled and
observed to the fullest.

 I recall in my highly sexualized way, knowing my voyeuristic lusts were
going to begin to be fulfilled, guiding him up the stairs to where I
presumed a tub was waiting. I held my bag tightly with my camera fully
charged and ready for the first exposures. He wobbled into the large
bedroom. Turning on a light, I saw the tub in the small en-suite bathroom
just off the bedroom. He went into automatic. I filled the tub, added the
bubbles and he playfully stripped down. His body was 100% all I needed for
my lustful photo explorations. He revealed to me a body that would give
hours of countless private orgasms to me while reviewing each and every
photo I shot of him.


He removed his shirt to expose his gingery hairy chest and he then slid his
trousers off. His white briefs held a bulging secret within that I craved
to see. His eyes were dazed and peaceful as he bent to tug off each
clinging sweaty blue dress sock. As if with provocative pleasure, he glided
his hands beneath the waistband of his underwear, freeing his manhood for
me to admire.  Admire...adore! It was perfect!!!!


I had hoped for a man with a classical Greek sculptured, uncut penis and I
had found one for my explorative photography. He smiled as he plunged into
the tub and I grabbed a nearby chair and sat nearly on the rim of the tub
as he bathed. I watched but was dismayed at how the bubbly bath concealed
what I craved to admire.  I gently adjusted the taps to flow with new warm
water and began to slowly drain away the bubbly water so I could enjoy his
bath more fully. I quizzed him on various foreskin matters as I watched
his, slightly now erect penis begin to emerge in the new clear water. He
asked if I had brought my camera...YES!!!!!!!!!!!! He began to pose for me
innocently. He tried to hide his gorgeous sheathed cock from view by
keeping his legs artfully together. I commanded him to lie back in the tub
and just let his legs rest on either side of the tub. As he did this, I
could see great change in the length of his manhood.

I snapped away for dear life and prayed all the pictures would come out. He
shot one foot up in the air and pealed back his delicate foreskin for my
hungry eyes and lens. I would personally investigate his foreskin later
when he was out of the tub and the initial pictures were done. He certainly
was eager for direction and I coaxed him to place his feet on the edge of
the tub and lift his ass out of the water a bit. His ass crack was a
feature I grew fond of showing and exploring. It was for me, the delicate
part of a male in a female sort of way.

I knew many a happy male lover who would love to lick at Rex's delicate,
perfectly unexplored red-ringlet crowned crevice. I decided I wanted Rex to
become more gay than fully bisexual...he was a real man for men. Maybe a
woman sometimes...but he was a classical man for whom men would stand in
line for! I handed him a towel and he began to rise out of the water drying
himself and I shot many photos of his antics with the towel, playing on and
around the bathtub edge...he was fun to shoot!  His cock stayed firm and
long. I shot various pictures of him on the floor.  I put the camera down
and grasped him by the hand; he was still as nude as a babe as I pulled him
into the dimly lit bedroom.



More soon!!!



P.S. This is part of the many "Rex" stories I have written and saved over
the last five years. I am pleased to be part of the Nifty collection now
and will be adding more of our handsome mature stud's adventures for you to
enjoy.  Please write me...I love to hear from readers!
derekjames57@yahoo.com