Date: Fri, 8 Mar 2013 04:03:59 -0800 (PST)
From: derek james <derekjames57@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Adventures of Rex I: Rex Plays A Salesman (Part Five-end) for Bisexual/Encounters

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sexual acts between men. If this offends you or is inappropriate for you to
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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 Five- end)



Jack's car pulled into the attached garage in record time, as he was early
home, he eagerly awaited a good workout in the little gym.


Bouncing out of the car and into the kitchen through the gym area doorway
he was struck by something odd, no smells of cooking met his
nose. Normally, Trina had something bubbling away on the cooker...even if
she was at a meeting or out shopping. Jack found this very odd indeed and
all the lights were on, too. Jack felt she must be home.

He quietly stepped out into the front reception hall on his leather
wingtips, gently looking into the large living room. The sight of the open
black attaché case, men's shoes, suit and various other garments strewn
all about made him gasp for breath. No time in their whole marriage had
Trina ever entertained any male guest "intimately" without him being part
of the fun...and now...after all these years...she was having it off
without him!

Jack's blood pumped hard against his arteries as he stepped into the room
and glanced down at the paperwork that lay on the coffee table. Storm
Shield Window Company was printed all over it...Jack grew red in the
face. So, Trina was upstairs fucking some salesman...some cheap, ordinary
salesman...he fumed to himself under his breath.


Jack knelt down and fingered his wife's sexy negligee and one solitary
burgundy sheer men's nylon sock. He picked up the sock and held it to his
nose...it smelled of worn leather, age and the musky scent of
maleness...Jack stood up still holding the sock and stalked toward the
stairs.

As he reached the first carpeted step, he stopped and listened.
"Yes...yes...OOOOOOHHHHH...YES!" Trina's voice pierced the air from above.

Jack knew the master bedroom door was open and he could now hear fully the
sound of passion....a sound he had nearly forgotten.

"Oh, Mrs. Jenkins...you feel sooooooo damn good inside.....ahhhhhhh!" A
man's voice moaned as Jack crept up a few steps nimbly on his toes.

"Ooooo....YES......AHHHHHHHHH....MORE.....YES!!!" Trina barked in gulping
tones.  The frenzied sounds of the large bed creaking and squeaking in even
quickening rapidity made Jack very aware of the fact that climaxes were
about to reached by both guilty parties.

Jack, although enraged at Trina's secret liaison, was now experiencing a
very powerful erectile development of his own inside his suit
trousers. Jack stroked his thick uncut cock through the fabric and moved up
another step as he heard a building crescendo a few steps away.

A chorused "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH" filled the air as the bed ceased its steady
vibration and the house went dead...the sound of "little death" Jack
thought wryly to himself as he mounted the hallway landing; it was time to
view the spectacle in the bedroom.

Jack boldly stepped to the door and filled the frame with his dark suited
body, blocking any attempted escape by either fornicator.

The view that filled his vision sent both bolts of stabbing anger and
chills of erotic sensation careening through his muscular form.

There lay a man on his back... a man with reddish tousled hair and jaunty
rusty golden moustache...he looked long, lean and fit. Toned and almost
certainly the catalogue figure for mature handsome stud, Jack ogled him and
nearly erupted hot cum into his tight underwear.

Trina, his sexy wife...naughty secret keeper...lay in a shapely spent flesh
heap atop the delicious stranger. Arms and legs entwined and gently
moving...stroking...soaking up the afterglow of sex!

Jack purposefully moved inward and held the burgundy sock aloft, "I take it
that this belongs to you, sir?"

Both figures on the bed jumped in shock...Trina almost wet herself in
glee...Jack was so surprised!

Trina rose up and her naked breasts fell luxuriously before her trim body
as she spoke, "Jack...this is Rex...he is from the Storm Shield Window
Company and..."  "I know. I saw the stuff on the table. What the fuck makes
it OK for you to....to fuck....HIM...without me?" Jack demanded in a
passionate tone as he waved Rex's sock around.

Rex rose up on one elbow and looked with a placating smile towards steaming
Jack, "I...came to sell new windows to your wife and I said...I'd do
anything....at all to make a sale...and I meant it!"

Rex stayed brilliantly in character and Trina added, "Yes...and Jack....my
love...we need a little help here in the bedroom...it's been so long since
we have had any real sex...good sex...sexy sex. Rex is just the
ticket...and I test drove him...and boy, he's good!"

"I'll fucking bet he is! Look at him...mature, muscular...toned...hell, a
lot like me!" Jack burst out in a laugh that Trina found very
endearing...the reason why she loved him so much!

"He just came inside me...look!" Trina moved wide her legs and splayed her
pussy for Jack to see the moist wetness oozing out of her sex swollen
labia.  Jack, recalling the old swinger days, knew what that meant. He
knelt before his wife's cunt and licked and nuzzled...enjoying the sweet
mix of Rex's seed and her orgasmic juices.

Rex watched as Jack ate Trina expertly. He watched and learned.  "I've
never really tasted a pussy with cum inside before...may I?" Rex said in
his polite salesman voice.


Jack, still suited and booted moved aside and Rex moved down onto the
bedroom carpet and knelt before Trina's gaping snatch. Rex used his tongue,
working it over and between her supple, large
labia...tasting...lapping...experiencing all the unique after-sex flavours!

Jack looked over at his wife wide open, legs apart...eyes closed...enjoying
all this attention from two men...just like the old days...happy days. He
gazed at Rex kneeling nude inside his wife's open legs...the one sweaty
thin sock still clinging to his large well-shaped foot. The sounds of
licking and lapping making his cock ache for release.

Jack reached over and stroked Rex's cycle-fit warm ass cheeks...the lightly
furry sensation of his flesh made Jack swoon in anticipation.


Trina looked up, "Rex...strip off Mr. Jenkins...and then...you just let him
do whatever he wants to you!"



Rex smiled and glanced over at Jack who now towered over him, "Yes,
Mrs. Jenkins...it will be my pleasure!"




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Dwayne could have very easily dialled Rex's number...his fingers toyed with
the buttons of his mobile phone. The temptation was burning in him...he
wanted to know if and when Rex would be ready to visit him. He also knew
that if he called Rex, he would look like a fool. Calling Rex now in the
middle of his theatrical engagement was serious error...one Dwayne had no
intention of making.


Dwayne stood up from his place at the kitchen table and moved to the
sitting room...he switched on the gas fire...anything to calm himself
down...make his heart stop beating so damn fast.


Images of Rex flashed before his eyes over and over and the sweet scent of
Rex's moist thin antique socks haunted him like a perfumed spectre. Dwayne
just hoped...deeply and desperately that Rex would ring him tonight, at any
hour...just call me, Dwayne's mind kept saying over and over!





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




Rex lay back upon the large bed fully nude now; Trina had just slipped off
his last remaining sock and the age old sock garters of his
grandfather's. Rex felt glorious as his two new agile playmates looked down
upon his fit flesh; his uncut cock lay turgid and renewed for further
adventures. Trina and Jack hovered near Rex on either side and both looked
so appealing to Rex as their naked flesh glowed tawny gold in the dim light
of the bedroom.


Together Trina and Jack knelt and honed in on Rex's classic man-meat...both
of their wet, hungry mouths licked, nuzzled and suckled his pulsing
flesh. Jack stroked the foreskin back and forth purposefully as the oral
feast continued and Rex began to ooze a steady flavourful bouquet of
pre-cum that was delighting both talented tongues in great measure.


Rex found his fingers moving in and exploring Trina's wet inviting cunt
that stood so near his hand...so convenient, so ready!

It came as no surprise to Rex when Jack artfully lifted his long legs high
and moved down to moisten his waiting rosebud for more fun. Rex opened his
ass wide and Jack's strong manly tongue worked its magic in and around his
waiting hole. Rex had not had much experience with rimming or fucking or
anything really until so recently...Jack's tongue reminded him that each
and every moment of his new found pleasures was precious, deliriously
precious!

Jack's cock was uncut, thicker and slightly shorter than Rex's own and when
Trina's loving fingers guided the now fully hard flesh rod deep into Rex's
hungry hole...he felt a slight pain, then bliss. Bliss and rapture as the
pumping and probing tool worked its way deep inside to locate Rex's special
spot. And once there, the sound of Rex's pleasure reverberated throughout
the fashionable home, bouncing off the polished brass door handles and
ricocheting off the gilt mirrors.  Rex's shapely bare feet rested firmly
against Jack's muscular smooth chest as the two men engaged in passionate
lovemaking. Trina let her hands moved over and around and in between the
two male players...feeling heat, power and desire with every touch of her
delicate fingers.


Rex, keenly aware of Trina, never let his clitoral finger work
cease...pleasing both Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins was an absolute must!






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




The climaxes had been numerous and the various combinations had been both
exhilarating and highly creative as the midnight hour drew near. Rex had
untangled himself from the fleshly limbs and moved to the master bath to
take a quick shower. He realised he was famished...no dinner and at least
three or more orgasms...he was shattered.


Rex dried himself off with the large white towel and looked back into the
large bedroom. Trina and Jack lay side by side cuddling...and smiling. The
mission had been a success!



As Rex laced his old leather shoes while sitting on the couch downstairs,
Jack stood by in a track suit and surveyed his new playmate with a knowing
smile.  "Trina just told me about the ad. I fell for the whole thing...you
should be pleased and very glad I did not grab a kitchen knife before I
went upstairs earlier!" Jack said with a broad grin on his handsome face.

"True...very true! But I think....if I may be so bold, the little fantasy
tonight brought you and Trina a little closer...sexually again!" Rex said
as he stood to pull on the old tweed suit coat.


Jack nodded slowly. "We had grown so apart. Seeing you...her...feeling all
sexed up again...a bit jealous. Well, it worked on me...on us. We are both
bisexual and this event of yours tonight...it reminded me how much I missed
Trina and men!!" Jack said boldly as he moved over to Rex and kissed his
mouth slowly, lingering along his new moustache and tasting it fully.


Jack had every intention of taking Rex all the way home to North
London...but Rex said he was happily going to a "new" friend's home for the
night. Jack insisted that he drive him there.





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





The sound of the little mobile phone ringing its little annoying tune made
Dwayne jump like a frog...he had passed out on the sofa in front of the gas
fire. He glanced at the time; it was nearly 12:30 in the morning. But...the
name "Rex" flashed on the little display screen. JOY!!!

"Are you still up for a bit of company...and a midnight snack...I'm
starving!" Rex breathed into the phone.

"Rex...starving does not begin to describe how I feeling at this very
moment!" Dwayne said in an eager tone that gave away all and hinted at
everything.  "Give me your address...I am about to be delivered to
you...are you accepting any packages tonight?" Rex asked mischievously.


"Just tell me where to sign...and I look forward to unwrapping that package
slowly and with very naughty intentions, indeed!" Dwayne said daringly and
even Rex blushed crimson...making Jack wonder privately what fun awaited
later on tonight at the other end of that phone.






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





Jack's sporty car roared to a halt in front of a modest little house a few
miles away from his own, the night was quiet and very dark. 1:12 AM flashed
on the dashboard clock as Rex moved to open the passenger door.


Jack looked at Rex and spoke from the heart. "Thanks, Rex. Please....please
call us again. No fantasy role-play, just three adults having great
sex...OK? And....I shall pass around your personal internet advertisement
to some of our old swinger circuit, who knows who might want to enjoy a
fantasy adventure starring you!"

As the car pulled away, Rex watched with pride. Not only had the night been
terrific...it had been the official commencement to an exciting new venture
in his private life. He couldn't wait for more emails to come his way with
possible role-playing opportunities with sexy new playmates.

Rex wandered up the little walkway to the front door; he was still carrying
his battered attaché case...he looked like he was making a night call on
some needy client. He smiled to himself, maybe he was making a night
call...and maybe Dwayne was very needy...he hoped so!

Dwayne opened the door as if on cue. He obviously had been watching through
the window.

The elfin face and little bald head that greeted the exhausted "salesman"
was just what Rex needed and wanted. Rex moved in to the cosy sitting room
and melted into a large armchair.

Dwayne grabbed the attaché and his suit coat which Rex had dropped off
his body almost as soon as he made contact with the chair cushion.

Dwayne presented Rex a very welcome sandwich and a cup of warm
broth...heaven....thought Rex pure heaven!

As Rex finished off the snack, he gazed at Dwayne who sat ogling his new
buddy with lustful looks and a noticeable lump in his trousers.

"Dwayne, I must confess. I have been in a sexual play tonight...and have
been milked three...maybe four times...so I am just...a little tired" Rex
said with small smile and wink that melted Dwayne's heart instantly.

Dwayne rose up on his little slipper clad feet and moved to kneel by Rex's
old leather shoes which now were propped on a small footstool by the
chair. Rex watched with droopy eyes as Dwayne nimbly unlaced each old shoe
and slid it off his large burgundy socked feet.

The leather shoes were placed together in the corner and soon Dwayne's
small strong hands returned to his socked feet and began to massage them
with long, lush strokes...kneading deeply in the arches and around his
meaty heels. Rex swooned with delight. The sex with the Jenkins had been
awesome...and now a massage by Dwayne...ahhhhhhh....perfection!!!!


Dwayne let his hands flow over the antique sheer nylon and felt the warmth
of Rex's sculptured feet just beneath the thin layer...the musky scent of
Rex's moist socks sent erotic jolts through his body. He had dreamed of
this moment ever since he had met Rex on the train....he wanted this and so
much more!

Rex felt himself dropping away into blissful sleep as Dwayne's hands worked
over his large, tired feet...making him feel like a king....a very lucky
one!

The soft murmuring sound of Dwayne's voice brought Rex back from the world
of sleep...his dozing had been so luxurious. "Rex, so....what kind of sex
did you have tonight?" Dwayne gently asked as he continued his stimulating
foot massage routine.

"Well, it was very hot. Bisexual to the hilt...I was done; I did...the
man...the woman...bliss, Dwayne...bliss!" Rex purred as he sat with his
eyes shut and drank in the glorious feeling of Dwayne's hands moving over
his socked feet.

"Amazing! You do it all....and enjoy it all. You make me so horny, Rex! I
know you are tired and we have an early train to catch in the morning so
you can get home and change into something less retro for work....but I
just want to enjoy you...even if you just lay back!" Dwayne said with a
soulful look up toward the peaceful face of Rex.

Rex opened his eyes a slit and smiled, his moustache creating a playful
expression on his handsome face. "OK...if you don't mind me being
incredibly passive...I mean...Dwayne, you can do whatever you want to
me...just don't ask anything in return tonight...another night...watch
out...I'll be the boss!"

Dwayne chuckled deviously and let his hand wander seductively up Rex's
tweed trouser clad leg to rest upon his gently swelling crotch. "You, my
handsome ginger haired stud...just leave the driving tonight all to me...I
love to be in charge...you can be sound asleep...I'll find plenty to amuse
myself with, just relax! You are mine tonight...relax....mmmmm!" Dwayne's
voice wafted around the room and sounded to Rex like a sexually charged
lullaby.

Rex felt himself being drawn up onto his socked feet, he leaned heavily
upon Dwayne as the naughty little elf guided him step by laborious step up
the stairway to the bedroom just above.

Two small strong hands pushed him back upon a soft bed...a very soft bed
that felt to Rex like a cloud. The room was dimly lit and very snug...Rex
felt himself moving in and out of sleep. The hands moved over his body,
undoing buttons, pulling zips, unhooking...freeing him from the tweed suit,
dress shirt, OTC socks and garters...finally his underwear...fell away. He
lay nude and semi-erect; allowing his strong legs to move gently back and
forth across the soft, silken bedding.

Dwayne moaned softly, "Gorgeous...you are more perfect than I ever dreamed,
dear Rex...and you are mine tonight...relax...let go...enjoy!"


Rex's eyes closed again and he experienced that feeling of falling,
falling...floating...sinking, rising...sleep came and went...he drifted
like a traveller on a long, soothing train journey...destination-unknown!


Rex was aware on the edge of his inner universe, a distant sensation of his
ticklish toes being licked, nibbled....bit...ouch!!  Careful fingers
rubbing, exploring,
travelling...prodding...entering...seeking...finding....AHHHH....magic!


Rex swooned and swayed as his journey took him up and down many hills and
valleys...powerful sensations kept flooding over him from all points but
sleep prevailed.






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





The alarm clock buzzed like an unwanted intruder. Rex's right eye slowly
cracked open, his left was buried in a pillow. His muscular arms were
wrapped around a smaller, thinner naked form with a shiny little bald
head. He smiled to himself as the elf moved to slam his hand down upon the
alarm clock switch.


"Sorry, darling Rex...rise and shine!" Dwayne said as he moved up and away
from the bed.

Rex propped himself up on one elbow and looked at the cute little elfin
backside as it toddled about the room looking for clothes to wear. "Did all
go well last night?" Rex queried with a little wink.

Dwayne turned and looked down at the mature ginger haired stud, "You...had
a fantastic orgasm...and so did I...believe it or not! And you...were as
passive as a rag doll....with a cock of rock!"


Both men laughed and felt an instant camaraderie...one Rex hoped would
include future play dates...ones that he was fully awake for!


Rex sat up and stretched like a fuzzy, sinuous male cat. "Tonight, I shave
off the moustache...the salesman is going back in the trunk...for now...who
knows...he may come out to play again!




Rex was very eager for his next sexual role-play opportunity...bring it on,
he thought...he could not wait!!




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