Date: Wed, 17 Jul 2013 04:13:02 -0700 (PDT) From: derek james Subject: The Adventures of Rex I: Rex and the Mad Medium (Part Three) 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" 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 "Adventures of Rex" can Be Found In: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/encounters/adventures-of-rex/ AND http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/beginnings/adventures-of-rex/ AND http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/encounters/adventures-of-rex/ The Adventures of Rex I: - Rex and the Mad Medium (Part Three) Silas stood facing Rex and Hilda; a menacing figure with his face shadowed and twisted by the candle lit gloom. Rex knew deep down that Silas and Hilda were wonderfully adept at putting on a great show for their clients...Rex did not buy any of this ghost nonsense and he found Silas attempt at being possessed very convincing but rather cliché! All this he kept to himself and played along for lack of a better option and besides he found Silas rather tantalizing in his ultra-tight nylon body suit. The suit had slight rips, obviously done by the devious Silas himself, all round his crotch that gave the onlooker just a slight hint at what lay just underneath. Rex had no interest in dear, old MILF Hilda...if any play of the "flesh" variety were to happen tonight it would be between himself and sexy 24 year-old Silas. He smiled inwardly about all this and let his face be a mask...he looked fearful and uncertain as was befitting his odd position in this so-called haunted house role-play he found himself lured into. Rex had plenty of theatrical training and his sexual role-play fun with singles and couples via his internet advert on that great London bisexual message board had allowed him plenty of opportunities to take on a variety of deliciously sexy roles in the aim of fulfilling each hook-up's fantasies. So Rex viewed this as a hook-up of sorts and his role was to be a participant in this séance of sexual delights....he could cope with this....or so he thought. He just had no idea what Hilda was really capable of...he never could have imagined just what a strange and bizarre neighbour he had been living near for these past few years on his quaint little street. In some ways, Rex Davenport was very trusting and rather naive. Silas shot a look at Rex and his dark eyes flashed like fire. "You must obey me. I am or shall I say... WAS one hell of a lover in my lifetime and the men....Yes, Men....I was gay and never quite found the bliss I wanted....so many fucks and not enough true bliss! Tonight....please me....and I shall depart this house....forever! Disappoint me....and Silas jumps from the rooftop to his certain death!" possessed Silas laughed with hysterical glee. Rex was speechless. He was being coerced into having sex by this wacky threat... by this horny, evil ghost inside Silas....with no morals at all! He just had to go along with it...no turning back now he thought to himself. This was highly amusing to good natured Rex and certainly one of the most original sex role-plays he had ever done! The "spirit" inside Silas loved the look of mature Rex. His manly, mature features, the cut of his fit cyclers figure, the way he filled his shirt and trousers in all the right places....so appealing! Hilda blurted out as by way of some feeble explanation to Rex, "This could be his way out of this spiritual prison....he seeks sexual BLISS! We must help bring him lasting peace!" Rex looked up like a sad puppy towards Silas; his reddish-grey hair slightly tousled and he used his most convincing tones. "Oh, Spirit....I am yours...do what you must!" This made the "spirit" even more ravenous for his mature, seasoned body! Hilda waved her arms wildly toward Silas and spoke with authority. "Now, let's begin!" Just as Silas was about to speak...Rex's mobile phone, deep in Hilda's bag started to play his lyrical ring tone. Rex nearly burst out with laughter. He bit his lip to hide the smile. "What on earth? How dare it ring!" Hilda chimed loudly as she grabbed the bag at the edge of the settee and fumbled around until her chubby fingers found the phone. Hilda glanced down at the little screen and saw..."Collin" flashing in large letters. Her mood soured greatly but she contained her venomous feelings for Rex's nephew. "Do not answer this. Call him later! We must let Silas...uuummm...no, I mean the spirit....speak to us!" Hilda ordered. Rex politely took the phone and switched the ringer off. Hilda took back the phone and placed it on the remains of what was once an end table near the settee. Hilda addressed a flummoxed looking Silas. "Carry on spirit....forgive our silly modern ways!" Rex sat, looking expectant...he knew for Hilda's sake he must obey or she would never forgive him. Silas, in his sexy tight black body suit, nimbly moved forward toward Rex and pointed at his black slip-on loafers, "Remove those...show me your sexy socked feet....yes....let me enjoy those manly socked, tender feet encased in those silky, sheer socks of yours.....mmmmmmm!" Now...Rex instantly felt aroused...socks were one of his many passions and now sexy possessed Silas seemed to be on his sexual wave-length! How delightful, thought Rex to himself, as he moved forward on the settee and faced Silas head on. Rex gently lifted his left foot and slipped off the loafer, letting it fall to the floor. His warm, sweat glistening TNT clad foot sat propped on the edge of the dusty velvet settee. "Yes.....Yes!!!! You are perfect....in life....I craved men in fine socks.....just like yours...but I never found the right man in just the right socks....until now!! YOU are perfect my mature stud, perfect!!" the spirit crooned through Silas. "Now for the other foot....mmmmmm!" Silas sang as his hand moved down and rubbed his ever growing cock through his thin nylon body suit; allowing his long fingers to pry inside the tiny rips in the thin material. Silas undulated and purred like a cat, acting the part of the horny male spirit surging deep within his helpless body and moving into all his deep erogenous zones like electric pulses of hot spasmodic waves. Rex sat on the settee transfixed by Silas' hypnotic movements as he responded to Rex's socked foot. Rex could not help but see the powerful bewitching eyes that burned with smouldering passion fuelled from the hypothetical "great beyond". "Now...show me your other socked foot...NOW!" Silas barked. Rex obeyed and moved his fingers down and slipped off his right loafer, it hit the dusty floor with a dull thud. Rex moved both his strong, large feet up together onto the settee so the "spirit" could view his black, moist TNT clad feet. "My GOD...those feet...those feet look so delicious in those wonderful thick and thin socks...in all my earthly life I never saw such gorgeously HOT feet!" the aroused "spirit" inside Silas confessed with great passion. Hilda sat beside Rex and watched this slow calculated striptease...one that was planned with Silas earlier in the evening. But Hilda also felt strangely aligned with some other force at work inside the old house...Hilda was very much "switched on" and fully aware of this world and the "other". Silas was perfect and his body not only responded to his seduction task with skill but he, too felt keenly aware of forces beyond his control at work here tonight. Hilda drooled at the sight of Rex's handsome and very sleek socked feet resting on the settee near her...they were so enticing! Rex played along fully as if Silas' life depended on his pleasing the evil sex crazed spirit. Rex, feeling slightly more horny, slowly rubbed his feet together in the silky sheer socks and let his fingers move down to stroke the soft, warm material all round and over each heel. The movements seemed to make the possessed Silas drunk with pleasure. "Mmmm....so fucking good! You know me....you know what I like!" Silas rasped. Rex carried on rubbing and massaging his sheer clad feet and lifted his fingers to his nose and pronounced with a gleam in his green eyes," So warm and sweet. Love the musky scent of my feet after I work all day in my leather loafers....so HOT!" Hilda jolted like a bolt of lightning had struck her and she shot sideways, grabbing hold of Rex's feet on the settee. She buried her face between his soles and breathed deeply the scent of his warm socked feet and from within her a beastly growl emerged. "OOOOOOOO.....GRRRRRRRR....YES!! Your feet are perfect and YOU will be my bliss, my FULFILMENT!!" The change from Silas to Hilda was like a well-scripted play. Silas, taking the hint...slumped as if unplugged and the "spirit" moved into Hilda...filling her with its sexually charged wrath. Rex was shocked but not totally surprised by this change of demonic possession...he really hoped Hilda would keep her distance...but now...he felt obligated to allow her to do whatever was necessary to fulfil her mission...her little fantasy, as far as Rex was concerned. Silas swayed and landed along the arm of the settee alongside Rex...his nylon clad body moved to surround him and hold him...as if by force. Silas whispered. "Rex, it's me...I'm Silas again...just do whatever the spirit inside my mistress requires...it might hurt her now...and not me!" Silas fully wrapped his slender arms around Rex's chest and held him in place upon the settee as Hilda worshipped his socked feet before his astonished eyes. Rex felt Hilda's muscular tongue lash out and engulf the toes on his left foot. She sucked his toes through the sock material and he could sense a growing wetness between his toes and now around his cock. He knew he was becoming more than mildly aroused and his uncut tool grew by pulsing leaps within his tight briefs, straining to be set free. The combination of Silas' hug hold and the foot worship made him forget just who was sucking his toes...Hilda's chubby form almost vanished in the gloomy room and Rex focussed purely on what he felt...not what he saw! Rex was amazed at how skilfully the tongue driven by this "unearthly power" worked his toes and the mouth sucked with vacuum force, now moving to his other foot and driving him into a mad frenzy. Collin would be so horrified at this sight, Uncle Rex lying back against wily Silas on the settee with cunning Madame Hilda working his toes and making his cock bulge like a steel rod inside his suit trousers. The scene only got more intense as Hilda worked her skilful hands up Rex's tight, toned legs and pushed toward his bulging crotch. Rex swooned further backward against Silas's chest and closed his eyes as the hands found his sensitive equipment and massaged his tight pouch, feeling each curve and bulge held just inside his trousers. "WONDERFUL....Your Cock is just as perfect as those feet...My hunger GROWS!!" the "spirit" inside Hilda moaned as her chubby fingers carried on the assessment of Rex's vital goods. Hilda's mouth sucked, her tongue licked savouring each morsel of Rex's tasty sock sweat and her hands moved to the waiting zipper and began its descent. Silas' own cock bulged and raged inside the tight fabric of the body suit and Rex could feel the intense body heat that Silas was giving off...Rex moved his own strong hands behind him and found Silas' rock hard bulge. Rex's fingers quickly found the little rips in the fabric and soon tore away the thin but strong material, freeing Silas' uncut tool. Silas' cock dripped pre-cum and Rex's fingers worked the extremely tight foreskin gently back and forth as best he could. Rex had not encountered phimosis before but was keenly intrigued by it! A three-way free for all was erupting and Rex was being swept away with lust! Rex felt cold air reach his wet bikini briefs as the zipper parted and his bulge erupted forth. The black material of his skimpy briefs was soaked through with pre-cum, making the bulge translucent and exposing every vein and ridge of his turgid tool beneath the thin layer. Rex swayed from side to side as Hilda's two hands pushed along the wet mound and found the edge of the fabric and began to peel it away, allowing Rex's hard flesh to spring up and stand before the burning eyes of enraptured Madame Hilda like a soldier at attention. Silas saw Rex's glorious uncut manhood, too...and nearly toppled downward to devour it...but held back, this was after all, Hilda's chosen man...he reminded himself with great sorrow! ********************** Collin sat and looked out the window of his small bedroom and contemplated the growing darkness outside. His mind raced. Why had his uncle switched off his phone? Why now was he just getting voice mail? Collin felt a headache coming on. Loving his uncle so much hurt....physically and mentally. Watching him on the hidden spy camera was even more painful sometimes...knowing others had him the way he wanted him! Once his uncle got home, Collin knew he must find all that went on...and beg him not to see Hilda or that creepy Silas again! He would beg...plead...go on a hunger strike...but he just did not trust that strange duo around his precious uncle! For 23 years of age, Collin knew hardship and loss greatly. He had no intentions of losing his uncle to anyone, especially Madame FUCKING Hilda...he thought with a passion he did not even know he possessed. Much More to cum.... Write me anytime!!!!! Love to hear from readers!!! derekjames57@yahoo.com