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Date: Fri, 1 Feb 2013 07:20:20 -0800 (PST)
From: derek james <derekjames57@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Adventures of Rex I: Rex Plays A Salesman (Part Three) for Bisexual/Encounters

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"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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Introduction: The following series of Rex adventures take place starting in
early 2006 a few months after his exciting and very affirming work with his
older female mentor, Lorna. Lorna's Journals chronicle Rex's rapid sexual
growth and exploration as a very open and highly bisexual handsome mature
professional male in his mid-40's...a late bloomer with passionate drive to
catch up on all he has missed out on in the sex department. Rex was a
career minded man far too long and Lorna was there as he broke free and
began to bloom sexually. Her writings are a precursor to these and should
be digested fully first.



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The Adventures of Rex I: - Rex Plays A Salesman (Part Three)



Tuesday came at last.



Rex was a nervous wreck all day. His colleagues all had noted the "new"
moustache growth of recent days and commented on how fetching it
looked. Rex admitted privately to himself that the small reddish-gold
moustache above his upper lip did look dapper and would fit his salesman
routine perfectly.


Backing out of a last minute client meeting was not easy since he told his
secretary that he would be gone by 3pm for a very overdue physical exam at
the doctor's...not an entire lie, Rex mused, no doctor but a meticulous
physical exam was in order...and how!



Rex rushed home right on the stroke of three and made excellent connections
on the Underground and swooped into his front door by 3:27 pm. Not bad
timing!

He had about an hour to get ready and then he needed to be on the over rail
train to Trina and Jack's; the mileage was not great but with many stops
along the route, Rex knew it would take about an hour to arrive at the
station. He was aiming to be knocking at Trina's door by 5:45 ish looking
like Rex, the over-eager window salesman.

Dashing up the stairs, he quickly ducked into his bedroom and noticed all
the wonderful items he had placed ready on the bed this morning.

The green-blue tweed suit coat and matching trousers, a light blue dress
shirt, a pair of old navy blue suspenders and simple blue & red pattern
silk neck tie, the thin OTC burgundy socks with black garters, his
well-worn brown leather lace-up shoes, a very tight fitting pair of new
white briefs plus a wonderful old black overcoat that had been his
fathers. Rex looked pleased at the outfit and also noted the old leather
attach� case filled with window company pamphlets all printed from the
company website last night...he wanted to be as real to life as possible.

The trousers would be slightly too short...Papa D was just a bit smaller
than Rex but the waist was fine. The "too short" look would make him just
that little bit tacky....a great touch; he giggled to himself as he
stripped off his work attire.  His clothes dropped off and he eagerly
tugged off each sweaty blue dress sock from his large, pleasingly aromatic
feet.

He stepped nude into the bathroom and ran a warm, sudsy tub...his mind
played over all the details he and Trina had worked out...his uncut manhood
swelled and grew before him like a third leg.

"Down boy....you must be ready for later. Gosh, who knows how many times
you'll have to cum tonight?" Rex assured his sturdy flesh-buddy as he
stepped into the steaming bath.

Rex had not cum in over four days...he wanted to be bursting with sexual
energy tonight!

He lathered and washed his whole person....from his pink toes to his thick
reddish-grey hair...all clean and ready. His face felt so strange as he
washed it with his nimble fingers, his new moustache was like alien
territory...but it looked great!

Rex spent a bit more time on his cock; working his fingers down and around
his now exposed swollen cock knob...cleaning all inside his generous silken
foreskin. He wanted to be ready and able to offer his cock up to both Trina
and Jack with no worries about hygiene!


Rex enjoyed the feel of his fingers as they swirled around his ultra
sensitive cock head...he smiled knowingly at the fact one pocket of his
tweed trousers contained several condoms. Be ready for anything, that was
what Trina had said on the phone....and Rex was!



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Meanwhile in Trina's attractive house south of London, the lady of the
house sat at her dressing table and looked in her mirror as she put the
last hairpin in place to keep her black and silver her neatly in a
attractive bun. The look provided the best possible showcase for her fine
facial features and showed off her long neck to great advantage. Her black
sheer negligee left little to the imagination and she felt the need to use
a simple black robe to cover herself...no need to give too much away, too
quickly. She wore an alluring pair of fishnet style pantyhose as her only
undergarment. Her make-up choice was controlled and not overdone...red lips
and gentle eye lines.


Trina had managed to keep Jack fully in the dark this past week about Rex
and his visit. Not an easy task made more difficult because of her constant
state arousal....anticipation was divine!

Two days earlier, Jack had walked into the bathroom upstairs spontaneously
and caught a flushed Trina submerged partially in soapy water, fully
splayed wide with busy fingers buried deep inside her trim black nest. Jack
nearly stumbled into the tub in boyish shock. His surprise was delightful
to behold...he quizzed her on her horny behaviour...she had laughed it off
as just a fluke. Rex was the fluke and she was nearly found out as she
revelled in erotic visions....the provocative photos of Rex online kept
flashing before her mind's eye over and over.

Jack had just phoned to say...as always...he would be home around 7:30
PM....his timing was as precise as Big Ben. Trina mused privately; if all
went to plan...Rex would arrive just before 6 pm...that was nearly 90
minutes of quality time to play together before Jack came home. And who
knew what might happen next when he walked in and found her and Rex
doing...LOTS!


The thought of seeing Rex in the flesh, having him all to herself and what
Jack might do....it was all too powerful and her body flushed over in deep
scarlet. The moisture between her pussy lips begged her hand
downward....but today she saved herself for Rex!


Trina rose and stepped into her black heels with the open toe, perfect for
showing off her sexy fishnet clad toes. Now she waited....Rex the salesman
was due soon. She had rehearsed her role over and over...she was ready and
she hoped Rex was UP for the task ahead!



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The 4:42 train was not too crowded and Rex was pleased since it was
approaching rush hour.


Rex found a corner with a group of four seats facing each other and only
one seat was taken. Rex slid into the opposite seat facing the stranger who
was mostly hidden behind a daily newspaper. The lower half was a pair of
smart tailored slacks and fine looking Italian loafers...the socks were a
charcoal colour with golden diamond shapes along the sides of the thin
fabric. Rex took note and enjoyed the moment of slight voyeurism. His
visage reflected back at him in the grimy train window looked very erotic
as well. His hair all slicked back in lush waves of aging amber and the new
moustache perched on his upper lip...he found himself becoming aroused
inside Papa D's antique tweed trousers.


Rex was startled by the sudden knowledge that his reflection in the window
had a companion.


The newspaper had dropped and a strikingly handsome bald man in a white
button-down shirt and stylish tie was gazing at Rex's manly image in the
glass.

"Enjoying your own reflection?....you may come to a bad end...remember the
old myth?" The affable gentleman said as Rex looked to face him directly.

Rex taken back was almost speechless....he was shocked to be caught
admiring himself.

"True...the old stories and legends have much to teach us all. I hope I did
not bother you...I just was admiring my new look...the moustache really."
Rex smiled as he sank bank into the seat.

"Now if I were you...I'd slip off that overcoat...these trains are roasting
with heat on winter days", the bald man said in a fatherly way.

Rex stood obediently, removing the old coat and slid it onto the shelf
above. The other man noted Rex's rather old fashioned tweed outfit and
smiled broadly.

"You look...like you just stepped out of "Death of A Salesman"...that suit
is so very retro...pardon my frankness!" The bald man stated plainly as Rex
resumed his seat.

"Funny you should say that...I am playing a salesman tonight...I even have
an old attach� case...a bit of dinner theatre...sort of", Rex spluttered
with a sheepish grin.

The train sped southward and true to the bald man's word...Rex was baking
hot in his tweed outfit and old leather shoes by the mid-way point.  Rex's
feet in the old thin nylon socks were sweating profusely and he undid his
laces just a bit.

He managed to raise his socked feet out of his shoes just a little and the
air felt great....soothingly delicious.

The bald man, who was about Rex's age, looked down at Rex's burgundy clad
nearly sheer socked feet and stroked his smooth chin in deep thought.

"You not only got a retro suit for your show tonight but you seem to have
located antique nylon socks as well...very carefully studied I'd
say...great look!" The bald man stated as he gazed back up at Rex's amused
green eyes.

"My feet were so warm in these socks, my grandfather's from years ago, and
I just had to loosen my laces and let them breathe...hope the smell won't
knock you out!" Rex said as he lifted his handsome socked feet and placed
them fully on the topside of each of his shoes.

The fatherly figure purred like a huge cat, "No...You obviously have a big
night ahead of you...rest your feet here where I am sitting...I'll move
over one...I insist!"

And with that he moved his slender form up and into the seat nearer the
window and patted his former space with a coaxing hand, "Now....pop those
sweaty feet up here...give them a good airing!"

With no need for further encouragement, Rex did as he was instructed and
placed his burgundy socked feet up on the seat opposite and wiggled his
shapely toes in approval.

"Much better...and secretly...I hope you don't mind me saying...but your
feet are gorgeous in those tight fitting socks...your feet are perfect in
shape and size...you could be a damn foot model", the smiling bald man
encouraged as he gazed down at Rex's manly feet.

Rex's face lit up with pride and he gushed, "I always love to impress
people with something I do, say or wear...you are more than welcome to
comment on my feet...it all goes to my head!"

Both men laughed and relaxed back into their seats again as the warm
leathery scent of Rex's sweaty socked feet wafted in the air like a rare
perfume.

"I'm Dwayne...and you are?" his bald companion asked with a warm smile.

"Call me Rex...so glad I sat here...makes the time fly by!" Rex added with
that ever playful wink.

Rex closed his eyes as he imagined what the night would hold in store for
him and for the Jenkins...his manhood again stirred inside his tight tweed
trousers and he felt the strain and tug as his crotch mound grew.

Dwayne sat half looking at the dark forms whizzing by the window and also
relishing taking stock of Rex as he peacefully dozed on the other
side. Dwayne had always had the uncanny knack of bumping into sexy guys and
getting them in the palm of his hand...being 48 and very gay had its
advantages, he mused with a smile.

Rex's erection mound grew and formed a prominent log in his crotch region
that Dwayne could not help but and admire with much affection. Rex looked
so appetizing to Dwayne for so many obvious reasons...the slicked up thick
reddish-grey hair, and the jaunty moustache perched on a classically
handsome face , his sculptured feet...and super fit body that exuded a
certain physical fitness.

Dwayne also found the fact this mature stud also dabbled in theatre very
exciting...how creative...how sexy!

Dwayne sensed that Rex was privately thinking about something decadent and
naughty by the way his tweed trousers tented like circus big top. He drank
in the sight of Rex's manhood as revealed under its tweed wraps and decided
that Rex was also hung like a horse...another thing he found irresistible
in men.

Rex's sock clad toes wiggled and flexed next to a watchful Dwayne, making
his own cock jump with delight.

Gently, but with purpose, Dwayne reached out...no one could see...and
placed his hand along the pleasing arch curve of Rex's nylon socked foot
that sat so temptingly close beside him.

The smoothness of the fabric and the intense warmth of Rex's foot sent
electrifying tingles all up and down Dwayne's spine...Rex's foot felt
amazing to touch!

Rex was surprised by the touch...but knew not to move or twitch....he
wanted Dwayne to feel at ease to explore and enjoy. The sensation of
Dwayne's firm hand as it gently travelled along his socked foot, lavishing
in his curved arch...felt incredibly arousing! Rex knew the journey was
nearly over...but this moment...this little bit of foot admiration...could
go on for hours...if only it could!

Dwayne carefully withdrew his playful hand and brought it discreetly to his
eager nose....Ahhhhh, the scent of Rex...warm, manly, musky...Perfection!

The idea, mad desire....impulsive drive to take Rex home tonight was
burning bright in his mind like a neon sign flashing S...E...X!


Dwayne knew he must speak...he had no idea what stop was Rex's...it was all
too exciting...Dwayne's cock now throbbed and pulsed like a heartbeat. It
had been so long since he had brought anyone home and played man games.


The scent of Rex burned in his nostrils and as he voiced his thoughts
aloud...Rex awoke fully.



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