Date: Tue, 5 Mar 2013 02:32:46 -0800 (PST)
From: derek james <derekjames57@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Adventures of Rex Vl: The Ride Home (Part Three-END) for Gay Encounters

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The Adventures of Rex VI : -   The Ride Home (Part Three-end)




Tom grabbed Rex's arms pulling his fingers rudely from his ass and dick
work while Peter tied his wrists together with a tight velvet rope that was
then anchored to the base of the recliner.

"What are you two guys doing?" asked a befuddled Rex as he realized his
arms were now tied behind him with a rope that was strictly measured to
keep him secure. Then Peter and Tom in turn each grabbed one of Rex's legs
and bound them by his ankles to the wooden legs of the recliner. With him
spread eagled in this position, Rex was helpless and completely at the
mercy of his two hosts. However, he was so tipsy he was completely
unconcerned by their action. His cock was hard as a rock and still rapidly
producing juice.

Peter removed a pointed metal rod from the case. The point was not sharp
enough to cut flesh but sharp enough to cause pain or pleasure depending on
the recipient. Rex observed the rod as it was withdrawn from the case and
hoped Peter would be skilled at his choices for applications. He watched
anxiously as the rod moved toward his bare left foot. Peter smiled as he
ran it down the length of Rex's ticklish pink sole. Rex burst out with
choked laughter and strained against his bonds. Peter applied it again but
this time with more force and Rex yelped loudly as pain was mixed with
pleasure. Tom wasted no time removing his right loafer and sliding off his
black dress sock and stuffing it in Rex's wide open mouth.


"That will keep you quiet, ginger daddy!" Tom said with a laugh.

Rex tasted the warm sock in his mouth and could also smell the manly scent
wafting from it up into his nose. Still Rex was not worried and remained
highly turned on by these actions so far. Peter noted the gag and smiled
approvingly. Tom now focused his attention on Rex's rigid cock. He grabbed
it tightly and pulled the foreskin up over the knob and stretched it as far
as he could. Rex jumped wildly and uttered sounds beneath his gag. Tom
twisted the foreskin and grabbed a clip from the case and clamped it shut
over the end of Rex's tender foreskin. Rex's cock was completely encased in
skin and straining hard against the clamp to be set free. Juice was
building up and just oozing through the tiny gap. Rex was more concerned
now with the metal rod which had left his feet and now was being moved up
his inner thighs. Peter moved it with force and it made Rex wince.

Red marks were being drawn into Rex's skin and the pleasure- pain balance
was tipping back and forth dramatically. Peter traced deep lines round
Rex's chest and encircled each nipple with the rod before moving downward
pulling all along Rex's sensitive area beneath his tight ball
sack. Meanwhile Tom had found two new clamps and placed them on each of
Rex's erect nipples. The stimulation of this combined with the near painful
actions of the metal rod made Rex nearly faint several times.

Tom manhandled Rex's cock now and slapped it to and fro. Rex's engorged
knob pushing so hard against the foreskin clamp begging for release. The
metal rod was now prodding Rex's moist rosebud, peeling back the tender
lips without regard for the amount of pressure being used. Rex heard the
clank of metal as the rod was put away and he saw a large dildo emerge,
extra thick and long. Peter liberally greased it up and peeled open Rex's
furry ass and shoved the dildo in as far as he could. Rex's mind swam and
he felt the dildo pushing up and jabbing at his secret spot. His cock
wanted to burst now and Tom noted this and released the foreskin
clamp. Rex's knob shot upward, spewing pre-cum all down the sides of his
rigid pole. Tom greedily bent over and took all of Rex's long cock down
into his throat, letting his teeth nibble as he gobbled. The pre-cum was
sweeter than honey and he took long sucks attempting to drain the cock
before him of all it had.

Peter continued to plunge the dildo in and out of Rex's sinuous ass and
enjoyed the way Rex could take it all with skill. The two hosts fully
intended to see how much Rex could take before he shot his load or passed
out. Rex chewed the dress sock and focused on riding the dildo and letting
his cock be pleasured by Tom's rather fervent style of blowjob. Tom sucked
Rex's cock and squeezed his ball sack with devilish glee. Rex moved and
pushed against his bonds to no avail but he was truly enjoying this total
mixture of pain and pleasure. Peter shoved the dildo in so far it made
Rex's eyes pop and he grew closer now to the point of no return.

Tom bit and sucked on Rex's cock knob extracting any juices before they
could even leave the slit. Rex was pushed over the edge and he let his
orgasm rage into Tom's throat. Tom eagerly took it and sucked until nothing
else came forth. Rex passed out and recalled no more for the hours to
come. He was quite unaware of the remainder of his ride home in the company
of the two men who had used him for their evening's lust filled
entertainment.





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The distinct sound of the front door downstairs being unlocked and muffled
voices brought Collin up and out of his bed. He had given up waiting for
his uncle's return and put his dinner plate in the oven to keep warm. He
had fallen asleep on his bed while just waiting for him to call or
return...the lack of any communication was not like his Uncle Rex at all!


Collin quickly switched his light off and sat by his laptop. The video
camera software booted up and soon a blurry screen appeared. He had
forgotten to switch his uncle's bedside lamp on....damn...maybe he or his
guest would. Collin crossed his fingers in lustful anticipation.

The sound of feet bumping up the stairs with the occasional giggle made
Collin alert to the fact that his uncle had two guests tonight...not just
one!  The video camera came to life as light flooded into the scene from
the bedside lamp. Much to Collin's shock, his uncle was tossed upon his big
bed...in what looked like a state of complete unconsciousness. The two
figures, both handsome younger fellows, began to strip his suit off...bit
by bit as Uncle Rex was tossed about like a lifeless rag doll.

Collin wondered if he should call the police. Could this be a bad habit of
his uncle's he did not yet know about? Coming home drunk...passed
out...with complete strangers? This was all too amazing and a bit scary for
Collin...he began to feel a bit vulnerable himself...alone in the house
with two strange men and his uncle knocked out cold.

The special video program recorded all the events the little spy camera was
now drinking in as his uncle's last remaining items of clothing were
stripped off him and taken out of view by one of the men.

One man placed a slip of paper on the bedside table by the lamp...obviously
written before they came here tonight.

His uncle's toned nude body was covered under the duvet and the light was
switched out. Collin breathed in deeply as the two figures moved downstairs
and then....click....the front door was closed. Collin tip-toed out of his
room and glanced downstairs to see if anyone remained...the hallway below
was empty and quiet.

Collin dashed down and double locked the door...and switched off the hall
light. He felt better already. He very gingerly returned to the upstairs
hallway and stood outside his uncle's bedroom door which was slightly
ajar. Collin pushed the door wider and the light from the upstairs landing
faintly lit the sleeping figure lying still in the bed. His uncle's steady
breathing raised the duvet cover up and down gently as Collin gazed
inward...wondering what he should say to his uncle in the morning. Should
he confess his worry? Should he say that he waited up nearly all night?
Collin decided to sleep on it...in the morning...he would decide how to
play this out.


He was just about to shut his uncle's door when lust overcame his
sleepiness. He silently crept back in and looked down on cherubic mature
Uncle Rex slumbering deeply upon his back, his reddish grey hair tousled
and in need of a good brushing...he still looked gorgeous to Collin and his
23 year-old libido pumped in him like a raging storm. The faint light from
the hall cast just enough brightness for Collin to see well enough to
enable him to slowly lift off the light duvet covering and gaze upon his
uncle's passive nude form beneath.

Collin's eyes slowly journeyed from head to sexy pink toes...lingering at
his uncle's now flaccid but classically handsome uncut man-tool which lay
nestled snugly in its rusty red patch of pubic hairs.

Collin found his own breathing more difficult and greatly accelerated as he
looked down at the magnificent view and soon his smaller cut cock was fully
engorged within his boxer shorts.

Collin slowly knelt in the gloomy room and just drank in the man...his
uncle...a man he was taught to hate by his jealous dad, his uncle's older
brother. A man he was sent to fleece and ruin, a man he was certain he
could destroy bit by bit...and now....things were so fucked up!

Collin was falling madly in love...in lust...in awe of his dear Uncle Rex,
a man he could not hate...nor destroy...he was so in love! He knew his
uncle would never, ever enter into a relationship with him...at least he
thought not. He was too....too aware of his family duties to do anything
with his brother's son. But Collin mused....he could try...he could really
try to become so irresistible, so desirable...the perfect lover. Maybe his
uncle would just fall for him...who knew? Collin was going to damn well
try. And as for his dad, Paul...Rex's older brother...well....he would have
to make him think he was still out to get his uncle's money. He could trick
his dad....he'd done that before many times!

Collin moved closer to his uncle's furry muscular legs, his fingers
hovering over his warm flesh...he just wanted to stroke his uncle...feel
him! The scent of a day's work and other musky man scents filled Collin's
nose as he inhaled deeply...wanting to just crawl into bed with his
uncle. But what he awoke? That would ruin all plans...and Collin would back
home to his dad's house in no time flat. Collin was not...he said to
himself...NOT going to screw this up! His Uncle Rex was his...and he was
going to be his lover...sooner or later!

Collin bent forward and tenderly kissed his uncle's big toe, letting his
face linger by his uncle's large bare foot...he drank in the warm scent of
man-sweat. Caringly he replaced the duvet covering and turned to leave his
uncle in peace...but as he moved by the corner chair...Collin noticed his
uncle's shoes and by his shoes...a pair of brown OTC socks...the ones the
men had stripped off him earlier. Collin bent down and grasped them...they
were still damp from the rain shower. Collin brought them to his face, the
thin soft material felt glorious and the scent of leathery musk was
intoxicating.




Collin left silently and returned to his room and sat at his
laptop...replayed the recording of the men stripping his uncle. As he
watched, he worked his cock feverishly with one hand and with the other,
rubbed the socks all over his acne scared face...his orgasm was reached
effortlessly in a matter of minutes.









*****************************





Morning light broke into Rex's bedroom through the partly open curtains. A
dull pain throbbed in his ass, his secret spot felt very tender. Rex
realized he had a mammoth hangover with the thick head and thrush mouth to
prove it. He lay under the bed coverlet completely nude and he glanced over
to the chair in the corner and noticed his brown suit and other Friday
garments all piled neatly. He pulled back the cover and saw his cock
slightly aroused and very red all round. Rex peeled back the foreskin and
saw a cock knob that looked nibbled and pinched.



"Ouch! But wow, what a great night!" Rex mused with a grin. Then he saw a
note propped up on bedside table. It read:




Hello, Ginger Daddy!

Glad you accepted our ride invitation.  Peter and I found your keys and
address in your suit coat pocket and put you to bed.  Hope you don't
mind. You were out cold. Think you drank too much last night.  We had
fun. I think you did, too!  Hope to make it another Friday soon. We have
your address now so, who knows, we may drop by.  Your Well Mannered Hosts,
Peter and Tom

Ps...Your cum is so sweet and yummy for a fifty year old!






Rex laughed to himself and hoped they would drop in again...soon...very
soon!




**********************




Later, sitting at the table in the kitchen, Rex called out to Collin who
sat in the living room mindlessly perusing an old computer magazine.


Collin came in and smiled at his uncle, "Yes, uncle....glad to see you are
alive after last night!"

Rex giggled and sipped his mug of tea, "Well, thanks for not being cross. I
meant to call you. And you even made me dinner...I found it in the
oven...kind of overdone now. I really am sorry, Collin. I had a bit of
unexpected fun. And, honestly, I have to get used to having someone else
around the house now...who actually makes me dinner!"


Collin laughed and added, "And....worries, too!"


The conversation between uncle and nephew was light hearted and innocent.
Rex gave nothing away about the heavy duty sexual nature of his late night
out and Collin kept playing it cool, calm and caring. As the Saturday wore
on...Collin felt sure that he, the ugly societal misfit, might...with lots
of work...win over his uncle's heart, mind and soul. But it would take
time...Collin mused thoughtfully...lots of creativity and time!




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