Date: Sat, 14 Jan 2017 10:57:06 +0000 (UTC)
From: derek james <derekjames57@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Adventures of Rex VII: Collin Goes to Gay Charm School (Part Four)

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The Adventures of Rex VII: -   Collin Goes to Gay Charm School (Part Four)



Paul wiped his hands upon the bedding on Rex's bed, his greasy fingers
leaving smears on the linen.

Moving swiftly forward on his fat knees, he crawled over Rex's nude form
and oozing erect cock to straddle over his chest. Next pulling the saliva
filled sock from Rex's mouth with a yank; the open airway was heaven and
Rex breathed through his mouth for the first time in what seemed like ages.

Rex gasped and gurgled. "Thank you for taking that out. I shall not yell
loudly, I promise. Oh, the air feels so good again after that sock was
jammed in my mouth!"

Paul unzipped his jeans and pulled free his thick uncut engorged cock...not
as long by far as brother Rex's but wider in girth with a large dark
mushroom shaped top brandishing a wide gaping slit that looked like a
menacing evil eye as it faced Rex's open mouth.

"Sock is gone....cock is here! Get sucking, Rexy! Lunch is served!" Paul
jeered as he pushed his erect manhood into Rex's wide open mouth. Rex
writhed and squirmed as the cock pushed deep into his throat, nearly
choking him with its thickness and large full cock-knob. Rex attempted to
work his oral charms on his brother's meat but mentally it was so difficult
to accept...and fully comprehend. His brother was "having him" and it was
both truly erotic and revolting at the same time. His brother was SO NOT
his usual type of male lover...BUT the forceful nature of this encounter
had made Rex putty in his brother's more than capable hands.

Paul pushed and pulled his cock in and out of Rex's wet mouth; face fucking
his brother after all these years of dreaming about it was....exhilarating!
Rex, still fully tied onto all four corners of the bed, gallantly tried to
please his brother using his skilled tongue and silky open throat. He
worked hard at taking Paul's hard flesh fully and running his tongue all
around the large bulbous top to please and hopefully pacify him.  Rex began
to taste his brother's pre-cum as it oozed out of the extra large cock
slit. The salty-sweet mix was nectar for Rex...and he lashed his tongue
around and in, delving and probing for more tasty juices.

Paul withdrew his glistening ruddy pink rock-hard tool from Rex's
overzealous attempts at smoothing over years of brotherly unrest and moved
off Rex's body, quickly shedding his jeans, grimy boxers, single remaining
brown sock and sweaty shirt. Rex looked upon his naked older
brother...vastly out of shape with his pot belly and near pendulous
man-boobs covered with a dark furry jungle of hair. His raging thick
hard-on protruded from under his belly fat and Rex could just about see a
dark pubic nest at the base...fully grown and very tangled. Paul looked
more like an over-sized caveman than his brother!

Paul moved over to Rex and raised his large hand over his brother's long,
slender erect manhood. Rex barely had time to react as Paul grabbed the
base of his exposed cock and ball sack squeezing them forcefully...the
necessity to scream loudly was very hard for Rex to fully suppress. Rex,
feeling the intense pain, yelped and bit his lip so hard it nearly drew
blood.  "You, brother dear...need to behave. I must un-tie you for what I
want to do next...so, no shit!! You just play along and Collin will never
know I was here...fuck up...and Collin goes bye-bye!!" Paul barked in his
usual mean tone as he squeezed Rex's package as if trying to pulverize his
balls.

"Yes...yes!! I won't try to escape or make too much noise...just get on
with it!" Rex begged.

Paul's rugged hands moved over Rex's muscular limbs and freed his body from
the silken ties. Rex gently rubbed his wrists and massaged his ankles...the
silken shreds of robe had indeed left deep marks in his flesh. Rex sat up
and cradled his long legs in his arms; he privately wished it was all over
now...he was still aroused but far too worried about Collin stumbling in
and seeing just what a monster his dad could be. He just had to play along
and hope Paul made his exit soon!

Paul plopped his large body back into the chair opposite Rex's bed. He sat;
tree-trunk sized legs wide open, and began to work his tight foreskin back
and forth. His large mushroom cock-knob blazing a dark purple shade and
oozing sticky pre-cum...Rex sat almost transfixed watching his brother
masturbate. In all those years at home, Rex had never seen this
activity...his brother had been the voyeur...not Rex.

"Pick up that big black vibrator you have on the foot of the bed from your
toy collection...use it...let me see what you can do...pretend it's
Collin's cock, although he never did have much manhood to spare...unlike
that fucking huge dildo!" Paul ordered as he stopped stroking his thick
tool and lit up another cigarette.

"You just leave Collin out of this...keep your warped fantasies to
yourself! You want to see me fuck myself with this toy...fine...shut up and
watch!" Rex said in a triumphant tone as he waved the large black vibrating
phallus around.

Paul guffawed, smoked and stroked as Rex grabbed the tube of lubricant from
the bedside table top drawer and spread his ass wide, nimbly preparing his
hole for a work out. He sat back, legs held up, sweaty bare feet waving as
he pushed his fingers deep into his now moist hole...his rosebud was so
alive and sensitive....putting on a fuck show for his twisted older brother
seemed a task he was more than up for!

Paul sucked in the smoke and through the haze he watched his brother
fingering his own ass...his ginger furred ass crack...spread wide....looked
so HOT and so deliciously forbidden!  Rex grabbed the long black dildo and
leaned fully back on his pillows so that his ass crack was aligned
perfectly for Paul's viewing pleasure. Pushing the dildo in past his
muscular rosebud was easier than he imagined...he was very turned on and he
knew that Collin's freedom depended on his performance. Rex worked the long
dildo in and out rhythmically; he really moved his hips and waved his feet
about joyfully as if deep in passionate bliss...maybe he was?

Rex became so lost in his erotic performance that he was unaware that Paul
had slithered off the chair and moved forward to hover at the foot of the
bed, gazing directly into Rex's wide spread legs.

Paul hungrily watched the dildo moving in and out of Rex's yawning pink
ass; the dildo now buzzed like an angry wasp as Rex had nimbly worked the
switch of the battery powered motor onto full strength.

Paul puffed and blew the smoke into Rex's tender ass, Rex felt the warm
cloud of smoke and he met his brother's eyes as continued to fuck himself
deeper and with more purpose than before.  Paul could now smell Rex's
potent manly ass scent as he was just about a foot away from the
action...his right hand now moved swiftly as he took hold of the dildo
base, pushing Rex's fingers off completely and assuming the role of "fuck
master". Thrusting the dildo fully into his brother's waiting ass was a
thrill long overdue in his book and the sensation of feeling the pulsating
toy throb madly deep inside was almost too much...he nearly exploded hot
jizz right there and then!

Rex rested his bare feet upon Paul's chubby shoulders and he moved his hips
wider apart, allowing the dildo full access to his inner velvet
chamber. Paul carried on prodding and pummelling Rex's ass with the buzzing
phallus over and over...Rex's cock was now straining and oozing plentifully
as he began to work it with his two hands; fully enjoying his brother's
fucking skills.

The dildo was removed from Rex's ass with a sucking sound and tossed,
buzzing madly, aside on the bed. Rex, still propped wide open with his feet
on his brother's shoulders, was astounded by the sudden change of
venue...Paul moved completely between his open ass cheeks and covered his
asshole with his large mouth. Paul, holding the cigarette in his left hand,
blew hot smoke right up inside his brother's gapping ass cavity. The heat
stung with intensity and almost equally wild pleasurable pulsations as Rex
experienced something he'd never even imagined.

Paul pulled away, grinning madly and making little grunting sounds.

He then dragged again on his cigarette and quickly took the hot smoke and
hungrily consumed Rex's throbbing cock deep into his steam filled mouth;
the hot vapour and gasses swirling all round Rex's exposed pink cock-knob
as he got his first "smoking blow job"!

Repulsed by the scent of all that toxic smoke but thrilled by the heat and
moisture he found inside his brother's mouth...his cock bathed by Paul's
tongue...a tongue warm like fire...danced all over his tender knob. His
copious pre-cum juices filled Paul's hungry mouth and tantalized his taste
buds, Rex's throbbing cock was near boiling point.




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The large foyer of Senor Enrique's seemed so ornate and impressive that
Collin nearly turned on his heels and left. The quick ride on the
Underground had brought Rolf and Collin to the make-over king's grand flat
in no time and the butler, dressed in full uniform, led them into a
consulting room.

The room had a large mahogany desk, a three-sided mirror with a small
raised platform in the centre and numerous wooden wardrobes crammed to over
flowing with male apparel. A small dressing table sat in the corner with
various bottles of cologne and other flat containers which seemed to Collin
to be an array of flesh coloured shades of make-up.

The large door flung open and in strode a large man of about 50, his
clothing seemed all black and his thick white hair was all swept up in lush
waves upon his round head. He looked like a professor and wore half-
spectacles that seemed very serious and he looked upon Collin with a
haughty expression that sent a chill up his spine.  Senor Enrique greeted
Rolf cordially and spoke very correct English, as if on some BBC drama
series of old. Rolf introduced Collin and Collin limply shook his hand.
"Oh, Rolf....this poor creature is in dreadful shape. Just look! His
spectacles are cheap. His face looks like a war zone and his
posture...dreadful! And his clothing...straight for the bin!" Senor Enrique
pronounced and Collin sunk back down on to the chair...nearly melting in to
the carpet. He felt so unworthy of being here at all!  Senor Enrique's
large form whirled round and he gowned himself in what looked like a white
lab coat. "We must get right to work. You...Collin....strip...now!"

Collin looked shyly over at the two men who stood and looked at
him. "Everything off?"

"Yes and be quick. My stylist and bodywork specialist will be here any
minute. I have had my butler give Rodane a call. He's on a very tight
schedule but he will come at the drop of a hat in an emergency and you,
Collin....are in need of help! Strip off!" Senor Enrique ordered with a
full blustery effect.

Collin moved to the platform in front of the three mirrors and slowly began
to pluck off his work outfit. One he thought was nice...things he had
bought since starting his new job. He thought he had good taste...his Uncle
Rex had more class by far...but Collin thought he was doing ok. His skimpy
striped undies were the last item to be tossed aside.

Collin stood like a scrawny statue...little shrivelled dick and pimply skin
all over...and his dark hair hung like a greasy string.

Rolf looked and saw potential and a soothing warm glow ran through the dear
old bear's loins....Collin had a raw sex appeal. Maybe it was his being 23
years-old....but Rolf fancied Collin and delighted in this intimate look at
him.

Puffed up Senor Enrique strode over to Collin and stood by the
platform...making strange humming sounds. "Well, this body...needs a daily
protein drink to build muscle and girth. The skin...very unhealthy, needs
moisturizers and the face...needs a fine type of men's make-up to cover the
acne scaring. And as for the clothes you wear...we must start you from
scratch...a whole new look. As for those crappy plastic spectacles...new
ones. I have frames you can select from and have your lenses made to
fit. We...have lots to do!"

Collin looked soulfully at Senor Enrique in the mirror. "You like my
hair...will it be ok?"

"Your hair....glory help your hair! My stylist will cut and dye it a
bit...you need to be a bit more blonde; the shade of your hair is just too
drab. And I know that Rodane will provide you with the right hair shampoos
and conditioners!" Senor Enrique babbled quickly as if in a hurry.

"As for your manner and posture....another series of lessons will cover
that...in a few weeks...no one will know you....you will be a new man!"
Senor Enrique said as he examined the fallen clothes and tried not looking
so repulsed.

The next hour whizzed by as Collin, staying fully nude, was given pointers
on clothes to wear, selecting new frames for his spectacles and how to
apply this special make-up to cover his scared face. The protein drink mix
was set aside...enough for a month, after that Collin had to buy his own
from a local health shop.

Collin's head ached but he drank it in....every word.  The doors to the
room burst open as Rodane stepped in. Rodane Challet was the most exclusive
stylist in London and a dear friend of Senor Enrique's. Rodane looked very
effeminate and wore a tight outfit that looked like a leopard skin
suit. Collin had never seen such a person in his life!

Rodane's gestures were outrageous and his hair was white as snow and piled
up like an ice cream cone upon his tall dramatic head. The entrance was
very theatrical and Collin made a mad dash for his discarded clothing...he
felt very naked.

Rolf stepped back and stood in complete awe of this stylist from the world
of super glam.

"Darlings....do tell, is this the young man in need? He looks dead...is he
from the local morgue?" Rodane shrieked with laughter and was joined by
Senor Enrique. Collin wanted to just melt away.  "Rodane, my love....yes,
he needs a tanning booth pronto...but dear...it's his hair and skin that
need work. Would you be so kind?" Senor Enrique greasily asked.

"For you...anything!" Rodane said as he minced forward and pointed at naked
Collin who stood just near the platform. Rodane wore gloves and took one
finger and poked Collin in the ribs.  "Skinny, too. You...whoever you
are....follow me to the bathroom...it's a tub, rub, cut and dye for
you....and I may get rough!" Rodane said winking at Senor Enrique in a very
knowing way.

Collin was ushered nude out of the room with Rodane leading the way, the
door shutting behind them.  Rolf moved to Senor Enrique. "What happens
now?"

"Rodane will set about to cleanse him in the large guest bath, then move to
the small dressing area adjoining for a full hair treatment and then a body
rub down with oils and moisturizers." Senor Enrique said while looking
thoughtfully at Rolf.  "You have done much for him today and I owe you!"
Rolf said with intensity.




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The day was nearly over, the light was fading fast as Collin, exhausted and
slightly more stylish than 12 hours before, made his way into the front
door of his uncle's front door.

The house was dark and quiet and the faint odour of stale cigarette smoke
wafted in the air like a blue haze of pollution.

Collin tiptoed in and switched on the inner hall light....no sign of his
uncle. No smell of cooking. Just dead silence. Collin grew fearful. He was
so excited to show his uncle just how much he wanted to be a new
person. New looks, new style...new soul! Senor Enrique had set up a few
follow-up meetings, his new spectacles were on order and his exercise
routine and special drink mix were in a bag under his arm...he was ready to
see his uncle as the new improved Collin. But the dark house and total
silence threw him.  Maybe Uncle Rex had a date...could be possible. Collin
mused as he moved up the stairs toward Uncle Rex's room. A dim light shined
under his closed door.

"Uncle Rex, I am home....can I come in?" Collin said in relief knowing Rex
must be home.

"No, sorry Collin. Long day. I just need to rest. I'll see you at
breakfast. Goodnight, sleep well." Uncle Rex said in a muffled way from
under his bed clothes.

Collin became highly concerned and murmured a goodnight and crept into his
little room.

He needed to know what happened after he left earlier...had Larry hurt him
somehow? Had something upset his precious uncle? His secret camera
recordings would shed some light...he prayed. He plopped down, dropped his
bag and began to review his private recordings of his uncle's bedroom from
the day now drawing to a close.

His eyes nearly popped as he watched a familiar and dreaded figure appear
on his laptop screen. The recorded video showed his own hated father in his
uncle's bedroom...and worse....with Rex!  Collin watched in horror...now
using headphones...trying to understand the sick family drama taking place
before his very eyes.

The fact his beloved Uncle Rex was nude...and his father, smoking and
belittling, stood over him... this made Collin's stomach turn. He nearly
threw up. And the following hours of footage only grew darker and more
incestuous! His father was a sadistic pig!  The final act of his uncle's
afternoon long sacrifice was twofold; he let his disgusting brother fuck
him for nearly 30 minutes solid and then wrote him a large cheque...a
cheque to save Collin's life from his evil father. A payoff to get the hell
away from Collin...forever! A huge cheque...and all for him!

Collin's face awash with tears that burned his eyes and soaked his shirt;
worthless Collin was freed from his monster father by Uncle Rex's complete
and utter sacrifice. Rex had let his brother have him...in so many
ways...and then paid him off. Collin never knew such love and loyalty in
his whole 23 year-old life. Collin could not ever watch that video
again....it was too painful and degrading for his poor Uncle Rex. Collin
hit delete and the traces of the afternoon video vanished. BUT Collin would
always know the truth...Uncle Rex set him free!


Collin glided silently to his Uncle Rex's closed bedroom door, the light
inside now off. Collin stood before the door and swore an oath under his
breath.


"Uncle Rex, I love you. You don't have to love me back, not the way I love
you. I shall always be loyal to you...You saved me. And now I shall do all
I can to make your life as wonderful as you have made mine!"



And from that moment on, the new and completely improved Collin, did just
that!



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