Date: Tue, 26 Feb 2013 04:12:11 -0800 (PST) From: derek james <derekjames57@yahoo.com> Subject: The Adventures of Rex: Rex the Late Bloomer- Lorna?s Journals (Part Eight) for Bisexual/beginnings 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!!! Remember that Nifty needs our help: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html 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! ***LOOK!!!!! Other 2012 and 2013 Rex Adventures Can Be Found In: www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/encounters/adventures-of-rex/ AND http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/encounters/adventures-of-rex/ The Adventures of Rex: Rex the Late Bloomer- Lorna's Journals (Part Eight) ****The Meditation Room Sessions***** The next collection of private journal entries about my work with Rex contain a group I am NOT proud of. After I had made up my mind to let Rex get on with independent sex meetings on his own (without me) I came to feel...only a day or two after the Carol and Eric "event", that I wanted to dig more into Rex's past. I felt I needed more information and control over his sexual late blooming development from here on in and I was....not going to confess this to Rex....ever! Looking over the many nude photos that I had snapped of Rex since we met just made me all the more certain of my path from now on with him. I needed to be a central figure for him in his sexual development...any way I could! I phoned him at his office and begged him to come over to my home and spend the evening with me before he made any further plans with his new sex play partners. He agreed dinner at my place that very night and he would come directly after work and would arrive at about 7 PM. He quizzed me on the urgency and I said that I needed to work with him just a bit more before he did anything more sexually...he seemed amused and hung up satisfied that I had his best interests at heart. And I did, sort of....but more my own...and it was about time! I knew what I had in mind was both devious and dangerous but I....being in my 60's to his 40's...felt I needed all the help I could manage. The meditation room in my third bedroom upstairs dated back to the 1960's and 70's and to my hippie stage of life. The room had the only window filled in and was all painted black and only lit by candles on shelves along the walls. The floor was matted and had throw pillows scattered about. Sessions conducted here with Rex would be the next phase of our relationship and I would induce meditational fluidity and total verbalization with the use of a very old stash of "herbs" that I had used to enhance my own sexual awareness and a slightly hallucinogenic state that had made me open and completely free to say or do anything suggested by another. The herbal based drug creates an intoxicating feeling and a small dose lasts a few hours with limited after effects and very little recall of the "high" hours...normally a deep sleep follows the high...and then blessed forgetfulness erases the hours of fun you just lived only a few hours before. My own experiences with the "herbs" made me very able, according to my non- drugged playmates of years gone by, to recall my past so vividly as if I were there again. My friends told me of my recollections of my first sexual experience that I shared while using the "herbs"...they said graphic didn't even come close. I had no idea what I said or did...all I know is that I recalled more than ever before with the help of my special "herbal" blend...served up as a dark, strong tea. The herbs had the knack of unearthing all sorts of things locked away in your mind...things you often wish to forget. I had a small plastic box filled with my old "herbs" and planned to use them now on my dear Rex. I greeted handsome Rex that night at the door of my home in London wearing only a large flowing kimono style robe with nothing underneath. My large MILF form felt best in the close confines of the meditation room if I had little or no clothing on. Rex strode in wearing his usual work suit apparel and we had a simple supper on trays in my living room. Rex tried to quiz me more about my motives for this visit but I said all would be revealed later. About an hour into the visit with supper finished, I suggested that Rex see my mediation room upstairs. The candles were lit earlier before Rex arrived and the room glowed with the light of two large pillar- style candles on opposite walls. I told Rex to disrobe completely before entering, to be free of any fetters or shackles from the outside world, and sit cross legged in the centre of the room on one of the comfy cushions. The room radiated pleasing warmth as he stood undressing by the doorway. I watched him shuck off his loafers and pull of his tie...soon his dress shirt was being dropped by the doorframe. I watched hungrily as Rex's fit cyclist's build slowly came into full view as the layers soon fell completely away. I turned away as he stood in just his long dark socks and black bikini briefs. The view was so potent and alluring! I excused myself, bolted down the steps and brewed my special tea down in my kitchen. I soon returned to find a smiling, totally naked Rex perched cross-legged on the floor in the snug candle-lit domain. I sailed inward and secured the door...shutting out any disturbances from the world around us. I offered Rex a small china cup of my tea as I joined him on the floor...my own cup was pure mint tea while his was my special hippie herbs. We drank silently and then Rex commented on the strong but delightful after dinner tea I served. He also joked about being naked. His pink toes twitched excitedly as he ran a hand across his fuzzy chest to accentuate his nakedness and freedom. I assured him that my meditation required him to be naked and open....allowing me full control of our session together. He wanted to know why he needed this session before calling Eric and Carol back for more play...and I assured him that for any further sex play to be gratifying, he must work with me on some special meditations. By now Rex had finished the last of the tea and he said he felt drowsy but strangely aroused...almost high. He sat very still and closed his eyes...I noted his classic uncut manhood beginning to rise steadily between his crossed furry legs. "What was in that tea?...I feel so....so amazing...so horny....wow!" Rex gasped as he sat enjoying the sensations as they flooded over him. I ordered him to sit still and do all I instructed...no questions...just obey. Rex eagerly said, "Yes...anything...just ask!" I knew we were off to good start!!! Rex suddenly added, "I just want to lay back...may I lay back?" I pushed Rex's hard chest backward with my hand and he fell onto his back and stretched out his long legs...his cock now sat fully erect and rising majestically to his belly button. The smile of pleasure that beamed from Rex's handsome face warmed my soul and heated my passions as well! "How do you feel?" I asked as I massaged his nearby thigh with my fingers. "Wonderful...fucking....wonderful....mmmmmmmm!" Rex's voice trailed off slightly as his cock bounced up and down eagerly on his tummy. I kept my hand moving gently up and along his thigh...nothing overly sexual...just a hint. "You told me, Rex...when we first met, that you had very little sex in your life before I came along and guided you. Is that completely true?" I asked gently but with a touch of age before beauty. "Well....I guess. I am not sure....wait...there may be more...long ago...not important!" Rex said dreamily as he lay with his green eyes hazily gazing upward at the black ceiling. "I determine what's important here in my special room. And I want you to reach back....tell me more about you and what you did sexually in your younger days....now!" I instructed carefully as I rubbed my fingers deeper into his strong thigh muscle with circular motions. "Well....I do recall...sexy times in university...yes...not full on sex really but some really HOT shit!" Rex involuntarily giggled aloud as he shook his red topped head back and forth. "Wow...I hadn't thought about university in years....and about...those days living with the Murphy's. I really loved them....like parents. I was away from home and they were like parents to me. I was just 20...had left the dorm after nearly two years of hell, no privacy...noisy...The Murphy's had a boarding house and I saw the ad. They were so nice...I trusted them...I loved them! That's enough...I should sit up and get dressed!" Rex began to seem distressed. "No...no....lay back. I want you to relax...we must talk this out....fully! Now! You must tell me all about the Murphy's house and what happened when you were 20 years old. I am in charge...and you need to tell me!" I said with my voice slightly shaking as I began to feel we were about to hit some real sexual revelations about Rex's past. "OK...OK...but...I really love the Murphy's...I still send them Christmas cards with some money...just a little thank you for all they did for me. They are so old now but they think of me like a son...well....oh, Lorna....it's so long ago...I never talk about it. It feels like I am betraying them...I loved them....still do....both of them!" Rex said sweetly and I could see his hard uncut tool was oozing pre-cum onto his tummy as he spoke...and remembered. "You were 20 years-old...not a youth really...why did you need them?" I asked bluntly. "Oh, Lorna....I hated school. Sure, I was 20 and most guys my age were so savvy and had girlfriends and loved to drink and party...but I was shy and quiet. I was a virgin...and so...lonely. I hated the dorm and the Murphy's rented rooms...three extra rooms for students and only a few minutes from campus. I came to them...and then just latched on to me...and I loved it!" Rex said as his eyes closed and his hand stroked back his foreskin with a quick tugging motion. Rex was so aroused by the delicious memory of the Murphy's...a memory he kept tucked away...until now. The long hidden memory unfolded like a motion picture as I sat stroking Rex's naked thigh. ********************************** 1981 The Murphy's old house sat in a row of other older Victorian homes on a nearby street just about a mile and half from the sprawling Stafford University campus. Rex, with shoulder length red waves of hair topping his thin frame, stood with two large suitcases and a backpack at their door. The taxi had sped off down the road and Rex waited patiently as the doorbell chimed within. The 20 year-old student had seen the ad for a room to rent at the local campus bookshop and used his part-time job funds to secure a switch from dreadful dorm life to a life of peace and quiet in a quaint old home run by a middle-aged couple. It all seemed to make sense to Rex and his parents had agreed to the change of living arrangements if it meant better grades and a happier son all round. Rex had met the Murphy's earlier in the week and had taken an instant liking to the friendly couple. Diane was thin with grey hair with dark streaks and wore wire rimmed glasses that made her look rather educated...like a professor, an attractive one at that! Bill was round and jolly with wisps of blonde hair still clinging to his nearly bald head. They were both in their mid- 50's and he ran the local post office on the high street. Rex had spent a good hour with them...saw the room for rent...had tea in the kitchen, and soon paid the deposit and first month's rent. It was all too easy...just like a home away from home. The other two rooms were taken already and Rex knew very little at first about who occupied them. The doors were closed and locked...he was not even shown them on his initial visit. He just felt glad that the Murphy's seemed to respect privacy...that was so essential. The bathroom was shared by all the boarders and it was just down the hall from Rex's door...the Murphy's had a loft conversion and had an attic bedroom with a bath attached. It was all so perfect...not like the dorm! Diane Murphy opened the large front door and greeted Rex with a big, warm hug. Rex pulled his belongings into the front hallway and was soon met by Bill, who had taken the morning off to help Rex settle in to his new home. With a concerted group effort, all of Rex's former dorm bedroom items were now placed in and around the new little bedroom on the first floor. Rex casually sauntered around his new bedroom and filled drawers and hung his few shirts and trousers up in the wardrobe in the far corner. Meanwhile downstairs in the large eat-in kitchen in the rear, Diane made a few sandwiches and some lemonade. Bill sat at the round table and mused aloud but quietly to his wife. "He's a loving guy. Very needy...very sweet, too. He may be twenty years-old but seems so naive! He's just what we both need, my dear....perfect!" Bill said in a near whisper so not to be overheard by their new boarder upstairs. "He just needs a haircut. Great face...very handsome...love the bright red hair. I'll offer to trim the hair tomorrow...he'll say yes...trust me. And you'll have to sort out some new clothes...he looks a bit too poor and tatty. I want our new young man to look trendy...vibrant....sexy!" Diane laughed as she squeezed yet another lemon to add to the zesty afternoon drink. Bill playfully slapped her small tight ass gently, "You do know what you want, babe! And just think....Rex came to us....so delicious...I have always dreamed we would have a sexy guy like him around...yes, indeed! He even smells good...can't wait for little taste....mmmmmmm!" Much More to Cum!!!!!! P.S. This is one of 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