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The Adventures of Rex VI : - The Ride Home (Part One)
The rain pelted down as it had been doing all day. Rex had managed to make it to work in the morning without becoming completely drenched but his late afternoon walk to the Underground was going to really be a total bother.
His stylish brown suit and dark brown leather lace-up shoes were becoming slowly saturated. Work had been long and tiring enough but this was torture. The evening was not warm enough to enjoy being soaked through and he was just about to make a mad dash for the station down the street. With no warning, a sleek BMW pulled up along the curb and the window rolled down revealing a somewhat familiar looking face.
"Hey There! Need a lift?" said a rather attractive man with a balding head and a goatee. Tom Andrews, a fit mid-30's fellow, worked in the same building as Rex but on another floor and for a different firm.
"I know you! You're the guy I speak to in the lift sometimes. A ride would be brilliant!" Rex said in a relieved tone.
The back door of the new BMW opened and Rex slid onto the leather seat beside another friendly looking gentleman. "I am Tom Andrews and this is Peter Davis, a friend of mine I give rides home to most days," Tom added from the front seat as he drove away from the curb.
Peter Davis was a round, youthful thirty-two year old fellow with short blond hair and a cherubic face to match his chubby build. Rex sat on the back seat dripping wet and enjoyed being in the warmth of the comfy car.
"You're soaked, my friend! Hey, we were about to stop off at my place for a quick drink. Why not join us and dry off a bit. My flat is not far from here," invited Tom with convincing tones.
"Well, it's Friday and I have nothing planned. Sure!" Rex said with relish. Collin, Rex's nephew and new boarder should be home soon and would probably start a meal for them both....plus Rex thought, he could always give him a quick call once they got to Tom's place and he was less wet.
Tom drove the car through the usual London traffic and rain and within a matter of minutes arrived in the lower parking garage of a large luxury apartment complex. It was much closer than Rex's home would have been and not far from a familiar Underground station for easy travel home after the little cocktail. The three gents rode the lift to the tenth floor and Tom unlocked a door a few steps beyond the lift doors.
"My home. A bit pricey but worth it! Scotch and soda?" quizzed Tom. The two guests agreed on scotch and Tom poured generously at the bar in the corner of the large living room.
Bringing the drinks over to the men he said directly to Rex, "Now before you even think of sitting down, get out of those wet clothes now. You'll find a robe on the bathroom door in my bedroom. Bring the clothes in here and I shall hang them by my gas fire to dry off a bit." Rex sheepishly nodded his approval and went off to the bathroom to change. When Rex had left the room, Tom sat down on the white leather sofa and was joined by Peter.
"Are you sure you want to "do" this guy? He's fifty at least and seems a bit innocent for our usual Friday night pick-up sessions," Peter queried in a superior tone.
"Peter, I have been eyeing this guy for months in the lift at work and I know he seems a bit older than our normal playmates but I have a feeling there is a great body under that conservative brown suit," Tom assured his friend in a whisper.
"I hope so. I am in the mood to really take charge tonight and enjoy myself. This guy better be up for it," Peter demanded, his chubby face turning a bit red.
"A couple of scotches and this guy will be ours for the taking," Tom said with a little smirk. He then added, "He looks at me like he wants it in the lift each time I make eye contact with him. Horny as can be! He's putty in our hands!"
Meanwhile, Rex walked into a manly bedroom and moved over to the bathroom just off of it. He switched on the light and found himself looking at his refection in a large lit mirror over the sink. He could not believe how wet his hair and clothes looked after his brief walk earlier. He took off his tie and slipped off the brown jacket Next he removed his shoes and very wet thin brown OTC socks. Lastly, he stripped out of his dress shirt and trousers. All the items were damp and in need of a good drying out. Even his white bikini briefs were damp, so he slipped them off as well to reveal his bright rusty red pubic bush and uncut dangling cock. He admired himself in the mirror and felt a rush of excitement. He liked being nude and this was a chance to be naked in front of two almost unknown and very sexy guys. He grabbed the terrycloth robe and did up the belt before gathering up his wet things and returning to the living room.
"You look better already," Tom greeted him as he took the wet items and began to place them before the warm fire to dry on a small chair positioned there just for this very purpose.
"Nice taste in socks and briefs," he chimed in as he carefully examined Rex's drying wardrobe.
Rex sat in a white leather recliner and sipped his scotch that was left for him on a small side table.
The empty stomach from a skipped lunch soon devoured the alcohol and Rex felt flushed and light headed almost instantly. Mindless chit-chat seemed to consume an hour and Tom refilled Rex's glass this time minus soda, pure scotch now. Peter admired Rex's furry legs beneath the robe and strong masculine bare feet. Tom moved over and adjusted the recliner backward and Rex was moved into a lounging position with his feet raised up. His pink soles faced an already aroused Peter on the sofa. Peter looked at those sexy feet and felt his cock respond with desire.
Rex finished off his second scotch and could feel the two men eyeing him. Calling nephew Collin at home was suddenly far from his hazy mind. This was nice and he moved his legs apart so that his balls and foreskin covered cock could just be seen peeping out from the robe folds. The two fully suited men both smiled.
"You need to get more comfortable. That robe is in your way. Open it up and really enjoy the nice warm fire," cherubic Peter insisted as he stood to assist Rex in undoing the insubstantial covering. Rex allowed Peter's firm hands to undo the robe and immediately he felt the warm air all over his nude, exposed body.
"Much better!" hissed Tom with a slightly evil smile upon his moist lips.
To Be Continued...Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!
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