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The Adventures of Rex VIII: - Rex and the Silver Fox Snatchers (Part Three)
Pillow Talk
Wednesday broke and daylight began to creep into all the bedrooms across the vast city of London.
Nordic senior bear Rolf's curtains were drawn tight but the bright 7 AM light plus songbird chatter could prevent the day from beginning. Rolf `s eyes peeped open and beheld the sleeping figure of Davis Hardwood beside him...the rather thin haggard face was topped by his thinning dishevelled hair and his little moustache was all caked with...with...cum! What a sight thought Rolf as he looked on and gazed contentedly at the snoozing man beside him in his large bed.
Rolf reached over and gently rubbed the exposed bald spot atop the inspector's warm head.
"Good morning, Inspector Hardwood!" Rolf whispered in a stage-like tone.
Davis Hardwood jerked up, his naked body covered partially by a thin bed cover. He looked bewildered and sat bolt upright, grabbing the cover and tugging it to his neck as if ashamed.
"Inspector Hardwood, it's a bit late for false modesty. I saw a hell of a lot more of you last night...trust me!" The Nordic bear chuckled.
"Oh, please just stick to calling me Davis...and yes, it's coming back to me....oh, HELL what have I done? Getting involved with you while trying to work with Rex undercover to solve a case that's off the record? I must be nuts!" Davis moaned as he flopped back down onto a pile of pillows.
"Hey now, you rather insisted you came up here to my place last night for a drink. Following me back here in your car while I drove home in my mate's...it was all your idea...Inspector!" Rolf said sitting up, his naked bear's body proudly displayed.
Davis could not help but admire the stocky bear's manly build, he had no idea how old he might be as he sighed and then shut his eyes.
"I know Rolf, I know. I don't blame you. But having watched all that hot sex between you and Rex....ooooh, what can I say? You dressed, we left...you did not even clean up. I knew his cum was still all inside your ass...and I went a bit crazy. I am not like this normally. As a matter of fact, Rolf, you could count my sexual encounters with other guys on a well maimed hand! I am a single guy, working hard...living alone and craving sex like a bloody fiend. And I am not getting any younger. I look like a worn out shop dummy!" Inspector Hardwood confessed sadly.
"So not true! Both Rex and I fancy you...and remember...we have a date after this mission. A nice big, private three-way!" Rolf said reaching over and rubbing Davis' covered thigh playfully.
Davis smiled back and gazed at the bear.
"I can feel all that cum hardened on my moustache...feels rather strange. Not at all my scene!"
"Well, it's my cum, your cum...and all Rex's jizz you literally hovered out my ass with your mouth last night. We did have fun...you rim like a pro. Gosh, you got so deep...wonderful tongue my dear Inspector, wonderful tongue!" Rolf said moving his hand to the growing lump at Davis' crotch.
"I have never rimmed in my life before last night, I saw it in movies online...but I'd never done it." Davis admitted with a huge blush.
"Well, you better rim Rex like that during our three-way session. He'll love it, and I know what Rex likes! And just think, you are 40 or so I would guess...Rex is nearly 51 and me, I am in my late 60's! You will be the baby in the group in so many ways, sweet Davis!" Rolf said boasting slightly.
"Rolf, I know this unorthodox...but will you accompany me tonight in my car as we track Rex. I am doing this mission off the books and I really could use your support. OK?" Davis said struggling to think straight with Rolf's hand playing with his know hard cock through the bed cover.
"You don't have to ask, I was planning to insist! Rex needs our backup support and with that fake mole tracking device you placed behind his left knee last night...it all really felt serious and a bit scary. I want to be there! I hope that special glue holds tight!" Rolf said removing his hand from Davis' man-stick.
"Yes, the glue will hold and with my laptop in my car, we should be able to track Rex to the hideout tonight and rescue him before any harm comes his way. Well, that's my plan anyway!" Davis said slowly rising up and looking for his now strewn wardrobe.
The inspector's cock was impressive and waved about in a wonderful display of semi-erect excitement. Rolf noted it again with fresh, morning light peeping in past the curtain edges.
"Nice uncut tool, Inspector! Rex will approve, I am sure! Don't dress, stay...play!" Sexy senior Rolf said tossing the cover off and exposing himself to Davis' eager stare.
"No, I must get to work and get ready for tonight. We'll rendezvous here tonight at ten and I'll drive us over to where Rex plays bridge, he gave me all the important details and we'll wait...and hope all goes to plan. Better early and ready than late and unprepared!" Davis said waving one of his socks in the air that he just located from a corner of the room.
"Yes, sir. Hell, you sound like a grown up boy scout!" Rolf said with a little snigger.
Early Morning Visit
The knocking, not knocking....pounding rang though Uncle Rex's home on the this all important day of the secret undercover mission.
Rex's green eyes popped open. He felt drugged. All that hot, preparatory sex of the night before still lingered in the air and on his manly body. He felt rather sticky from all that precum sloshing about last night and was keen to have a quick tub. And now...so early...just after eight AM, this loud knocking. His mind raced. He instinctively feared Collin might be hurt. He pulled his six foot nude form up off his bed, grabbed the strewn navy blue bikini style underwear from the floor and yanked them up over his still tumescent uncut man-rod. Stepping quickly on his large bare feet, he grabbed at his trusty silk robe and trussed it round himself and dashed like the wind down the steps to the front door.
The knocking was so loud, almost explosive and Uncle Rex grew faint with worry as he undid the lock.
Hilda Parsons stood all swathed in black; a flowing dress covered her from shapely bust to slipper clad toe. Her large chubby form was topped by black and silver tresses tied back with a black silken ribbon. She clutched a large folder in her left hand and her dark eyes looked more than eager.
"Rex, I am so pleased you are up. I know I was supposed to look after Collin last night...more or less BUT he has slipped out. I am sure he's here...hiding away no doubt. That little rascal nephew of yours! He may be 23....but he acts like a naughty school boy. But I needed to see you for other reasons!" Hilda said with a smile on her large painted lips.
Rex gaped at Hilda and could not help but note her hungry eyes and heavy breasts.
"Come in. Sorry about last night. You were a good friend to help me out. And I am sure Collin must have snuck back in...I just have that feeling."
Rex waved his robed arm and Hilda sauntered in with flurry of black silk toward the living room. Her large backside jiggling about like jelly as she moved.
"I'll just pop upstairs and make sure Collin is still here in bed. He'll need to get ready for work soon anyway."
Rex vanished up the stairs and Hilda sat on the comfy couch and held her little surprise tightly in her grasp.
Rex reappeared in his silky dressing robe; Hilda glanced approvingly at his naked sexy legs below. Long, muscular furry flesh with large bare feet as well.
"Yes, he's there. Snoring away. I bet he's exhausted. He means well....really!" Rex sighed as he moved to sit in his own large arm chair just opposite the couch Hilda sat perched on.
"No, sit over here with me!" Hilda ordered playfully as she patted the spot next to her on the couch.
Rex moved and joined her, falling slightly against her meaty ass which weighed the couch down in her favour. Hilda giggled and produced the folder she'd been carrying.
"Collin will no doubt tell you about these. We shared many a tale last night before he vanished and I know all about your daring, if not dangerous mission tonight. You are so brave to work like this for all our safety!" Hilda said waving the folder about like a flag.
Rex blushed and pulled his robe a bit tighter round his middle, it had slipped open to reveal his gingery furred chest hairs around his round, firm nipples. Hilda smiled as he worked to be more modest.
"Collin really should not have said all that. It's a secret mission...undercover."
Hilda turned and faced him face to face.
"Oh, he was very candid...very discreet. He's a loyal nephew through and through. But I confessed to him my little hobby. He probably thought me a stalker. I felt I better come clean before Collin spoke to you of me in maybe an unfavourable way. And my hobby meant no harm, truly!"
Rex smiled. "Well, what's your dirty little hobby?" His smile was like a signal to Hilda to be even more animated.
"I love photography and sure enough, candid shots are my favourite. And you my sexy fellow have been a model of mine...unknown to you, of course. I love natural shots, men at their most unaware. I took a series of you over the last few years...and want you to see two shots I really admire...if I do say so myself!"
Rex was aghast but pleased and subtly aroused. He felt his bulge grow inside his tight underwear and he adjusted the seating as to be a bit less close to Hilda.
"Wow, me a model and I never knew it. Let's see your shots; I must say I feel quite flattered." Rex chided playfully.
Hilda opened the folder and produced two black and white images of Rex. One shot of Rex lounging in his back garden in a skimpy bikini style bathing suit and another of Rex shirtless and busy painting the front door last summer. Each showed off his furry manly form and the black and white highlighted his tight musculature. Rex felt a surge of erotic bliss as he gazed at the two candid and very artful shots.
"Wonderful, Hilda! I am so honoured and as you say...very much in admiration of your portrayal of me. Very erotic and yet artistic. I love them!"
Hilda beamed. "Oh, Rex I am so happy. I knew Collin liked them but he felt I was being intrusive and secretive. I wanted to come clean and show off my work to you. My muse!"
Rex felt a flush of heat come over his flesh. He knew Hilda was potent but he had no idea just how potent.
"Well, I should get Collin up and get off to work..." Rex began to rise up and Hilda's hand grabbed out and squeezed his own.
"You should stay home today, rest up. Your mission of tonight is so dangerous...unpredictable. Stay home!" Hilda said this solemnly and almost as an order. Her dark eyes held Rex's own with a steel-like grip. He just buckled at the knee and sat down again. He felt woozy and slightly dizzy.
"Yes, I'll stay home. Good idea. I have this undercover work tonight. I must be rested and ready. Thanks!" Rex felt Hilda's hand release his own and a sudden surge of relaxation flooded over him.
At this moment, Collin came bounding down the stairs. His thin, partially dressed form looked a bit bedraggled and unkempt.
Collin could not believe his eyes when he saw Madame Hilda sitting next to his uncle; his uncle just in his robe...this disturbed him very much as he moved to join them in the living room.
"Why are you here Madame Hilda?" Collin blurted out almost rudely. He moved to lean slightly on the arm of a nearby chair, his body felt unsteady.
Uncle Rex suddenly caught off guard by his nephew's sudden appearance spoke quickly.
"Collin, don't be rude! Madame Hilda graciously came today to find out about you and to show off her great photos...of me!" Uncle Rex proudly said adjusting the robe yet again.
"You saw my work last night, Collin. I felt I needed to explain it all to your uncle face to face. And he loves it!" Hilda said in a gleeful tone as she moved her hand to stroke Rex's exposed naked kneecap. Her hand sent warm chills up and down Rex's spine and continued to make him feel cloudy and relaxed.
"I am staying home today...I will call in and make some excuse to work from here. I'll not work really...just relax. Tonight is far too crucial." Rex's mind swam, Hilda eyes stared deep into his own. The words came from his mouth...but Hilda seemed to be saying them as if making him say exactly what she desired.
Collin saw his uncle's eyes fixed on Hilda's and he noted that busy hand of hers...rubbing and rubbing his uncle's exposed knee just below the robe.
"Madame Hilda, maybe I should just stay home, too. You don't need to worry about Uncle Rex. I'll take good care of him today before his mission. You can go home, you must have lots to do...I would assume anyway." Collin burbled trying to break this bizarre connection that seemed to be happening between the pair before him.
Uncle Rex turned from Hilda's gaze and looked bemused as he now tried to look Collin in the eyes. He knew he needed his rest but having Hilda there by his side, rubbing his knee...he felt so relaxed and almost excited....sexually. He wanted Collin gone...or did he? He felt very unsure...Hilda's presence seemed to be inside his head. He could barely think straight.
Collin saw this almost helpless expression and he knew Hilda was trouble, that hand of hers, those eyes...trouble!
Collin was just about to speak when his Uncle Rex cut him off.
"You go to work. Collin I will be fine. Really. I think we could benefit from at least one of us having a normal day. Just because I am doing this mission tonight does not mean all our routines go out the window. So...Madame Hilda and I will just..."
His uncle's voice trailed off in a sort of reverie. Hilda's hand now gripped Rex's whole knee and held it tightly...almost painfully.
Collin tried to say what he felt and he again was cut short, this time it was Hilda.
"Collin, you heard your wise Uncle Rex. Off you go, get dressed and get to your job. A normal day before a daring night of secret crime fighting. Your uncle needs a total diversion today...a way to just relax. And lucky for him, I have an empty day ahead of me. I can look after his needs all day!" Hilda said triumphantly as she gripped Rex's knee like a hungry crab's pincer claw holding a succulent clamshell.
Collin was horrified.
"No, I really should stay home. And a day with me would be..."
Uncle Rex's voice soared above and made things clearer.
"Collin will go to work and Madame Hilda...maybe you should go back home for...well...maybe I...mmm?"
The unsteady feeling swept over Rex yet again as he felt Hilda's hand gripping his knee.
"What your uncle means is that I could go home...and maybe he'll come and spend the day with me. I'll pamper him Collin...you just run off to work. Right Rex?" Madame Hilda said catching Rex's eyes again in her steely gaze.
Rex felt the gripping hand and felt drawn into the dark pools of Hilda's eyes.
"Yes, Collin....go...now. Rolf needs you. And remember...tonight. Leave me alone and let me do my work for the Inspector. Promise?" Rex said not even looking toward Collin.
Collin gritted his teeth and made a reply.
"Yes Uncle Rex, I will be a good boy tonight. But I already took today off from Rolf. He's not expecting me for work. I knew I'd be too nervous to work."
The lie about Rolf felt natural to say. He knew Hilda was playing dirty, now he would. He'd call Rolf later and fill him in.
"Oh, well...I did not know that....hmmm. You could still go in I bet?" Uncle Rex said looking back up to face him.
"No...I'll stay here. You can just relax here with me...ok?" Collin said looking pleadingly into his green eyes.
Uncle Rex almost looked convinced. Nearly.
"You just go up to your room. Let me get on with my day. OK?" Uncle Rex said turning back toward Hilda's ever vigilant gaze.
Collin slunk quietly away up the stairs but had no intention of letting Madame Hilda take advantage of his dear uncle while he was under such pressure.
Collin was just out of sight but able to lay on his tummy on the top stair landing and see the couch and its occupants. He watched like a hawk and listened as carefully as he could.
Rex now struggled to move, the vice-like grip of Hilda's hand began to unnerve him. A sudden thought of Collin and his duty to him as an uncle flashed into his muddled head. He gave a sudden lunge upward and Hilda's hand fell away as moved to stand. Quickly he took a few paces away from the couch and spun on his nimble bare feet and faced Hilda.
"Hilda, you are so sweet to offer me your time today but I really must..." Rex found himself struggling with words and her eyes seemed to stare right into his soul.
Hilda adjusted herself on the couch, her hand playfully rubbing her ample breasts through the black fabric of her dress as she spoke.
"Rex, I know I did not have to get involved today but I felt the need after my evening with Collin. Look, why not pose for me today...in person rather than me trying to catch you unawares. Candid photos are fine but I think we'd do well face to face, my lens...your body!"
The invitation sounded harmless. A day to relax. Collin was home, safe. He could do it. He could! He would! Rex's mind whirred into action.
"Hilda, you're right. A bit of harmless photo fun at your house. I love it. Give me a chance to get Collin settled and I'll be over in about an hour. OK?" Rex said grinning widely.
Hilda purred and gathered herself up and off the couch. She left the photos for Rex to keep on the coffee table.
"Delightful. Tell Collin to enjoy his day off and let him know it's all just fun...and games. See you at my house, one hour...I shall get my digital camera all set up."
Rex guided Hilda to the door and just as Hilda stepped down the few stone front outer steps, he asked coyly, "How shall I dress?"
Hilda turned and looked him over appraisingly.
"You could come just like that or...mmm...here's an idea...wear that great bikini style bathing suit I candidly shot you in. That looked wonderful! See you soon, sweetie!"
Hilda marched away on her slipper clad feet and Rex wondered what on earth to tell Collin.
Rex moved swiftly up the stairs and looked into Collin's room. He sat at his computer, now fully dressed and sulked.
Rex stood and leisurely leaned against the door frame balancing on one bare foot and then the other.
"Listen, Collin. I love you. You are a great nephew. We look after each other and I think that's super. Now you can stay home or go to work, your choice. I am calling in a home day and I am just going to pop over to Hilda's for an hour or so. Just to talk, maybe she'll photograph me a bit...we'll see. But it will help me relax before tonight. So be cool, please. Stay here and don't try to spy on me!"
Rex sauntered out and went into his bedroom and shut the door.
Collin flipped on his laptop and saw his uncle on the small screen. The spy camera was back and all was well. At least, thought Collin, he could watch his uncle here and see all!
Uncle Rex stripped off the robe and tossed it aside. He stood and gazed at himself in his dresser mirror in just his navy blue bikini-style underwear...the ones selected for tonight, he admired himself fully. The way his nearly 51 year old body looked. The firm gently muscular build, the golden furry body hair with that touch of rusty red and that firm cycler's ass...oh, so tight! He really loved his body and he turned to admire himself from various poses. His pouch swelled, he was aroused.
Collin heard his uncle giggle and remark, "Down boy, save it for the photos!"
And with that, his uncle burst out of the room and vanished into the hall bathroom for a quick tub. Collin could hear the water running...he quietly moved out of his bedroom and into his uncle's space. The larger bedroom, curtains ajar, light filtering in...littered with the chosen wardrobe for tonight.
Collin gazed around and saw what he craved, the long dark OTC socks. The ribbed, moist beauties lay at the foot of the bed, each in clump, discarded by the Inspector as he prepared Uncle Rex for his undercover sex assignment.
Collin gathered up the two silky items and moved them to cover his face, he inhaled deeply. His uncle's scent pervaded his nostrils, his own small cock swelled...he could have cum. But the water switched off, his uncle was nearly done with his quick washing session. Collin quickly placed the socks back and scampered away, back to his room...to think!
In The Picture
Hilda bustled about her cluttered house. She was really not prepared to photograph Rex here, not today. It had all been so sudden, this whole event. She'd meant to approach Rex and make her move, but not yet...she needed more time, more magic!
Silas, her trusted helper, was not around today. She'd really have to think fast. Getting Rex all to herself was her plan, long term, today she needed help. She'd just toy with Rex...get him all hot and bothered. Hilda smiled. That was it, keep simple...yet hot! But her house would never do! Not today.
Hilda marched through her house and out into her back garden from the door in the kitchen. She surveyed the weedy lawn, the unruly hedges...what a dump, she mused. Her new neighbour to the left of her terraced house was a quiet, single man. She was sure he was gay; he was about 60 and very tidy, if not fussy. He had two cats and called them Fiddles and Faddles or some such nonsense. Kently or Kendall was his name. He'd always been pleasant, he had once called to her over the hedges, "Hi, girlfriend!" He was gay, no doubt. Hilda looked at his wash hanging on the line out back in his garden on the other side of the hedge. The retired guy was home and she'd rope him into her plans...oh, yes!
Hilda pushed her way through a gap in the dividing hedge and made her way to his nicely painted back door. The garden was a masterpiece compared to her jungle next-door.
Hilda rapped quickly, she had much to arrange.
Kendall opened the door and smiled. His outfit looked like a stylish jogging suit and his thin face had just the hint of fake tanning make-up. The grey hair was cut and blow-dried in place, a touch a spray lacquer no doubt. He must be gay, Hilda surmised again.
"Hilda, love...my newish neighbour, how are you?" Kendall giggled.
"Well, Ken....Kendall, I felt, since you have been here a month or so, it was time to let you in on the best street secret. I bet you've noted the real dreamboat guy who lives just down the street, the red headed stud who rides..." Hilda barely finished her words.
"Oh, Hildy....have I? I just drip every time I see him walk to the Underground station in his sexy suits or ride that bike on weekends...a dreamboat for sure, sister!" Kendall was so high pitched and vocal that Hilda had no doubt his very feminine voice was not heard for miles around!
"Well, Kendall...you are in for a treat. In an hour he is posing for me and my camera!" Hilda glowed as Kendall nearly grabbed the door for support.
"Heaven be praised! You lucky girl! I'd love to help, hold a light...adjust his outfits...anything!" Kendall gasped, his eyes rolling.
"I need a locale; my house...is a total disaster zone! And your newly renovated house, well...it seemed just perfect to pose him in. Could we come and just use your space, you can watch...assist if needed...if you get my drift!" Hilda's large dark eyes gleamed.
"Lights, camera....action! Bring him in!" Kendall enthused.
Hilda smiled and gently but firmly filled him in on the basic plan of action omitting any mention of her ultimate, evil goal...to own Rex completely, body and soul. But that's another story!
Flesh Flash
Collin had watched his Uncle Rex come back from his bathing and saw him carefully select his wardrobe. The black bikini-style bathing suit worn in place of underwear was so tight, so sleek and held his uncle's manly form with erotic precision. Collin, even through the rather small spy camera lens, could truly ogle and appreciate his uncle's tight, round ass and swelling cock-pouch!
The warm autumnal day, Indian summer-like, felt delicious and his uncle had chosen fawn coloured shorts used for hikes and a rather dressy cotton shirt with long sleeves in a faded pink hue. Adorning his large size 11's, he wore a rather sexy pair of brown leather strapped sandals that held each sculpted foot like that of an ancient gladiator.
A short call to the office from his mobile phone and then, purposely, discarded onto the night table. Uncle Rex did not want to be disturbed today! Uncle Rex left his bedroom, shouted a quick so long to Collin and bounded down the stairs...the front door slamming in a final parting signal.
Collin dashed to his uncle's bedroom window and pushed the curtain aside, his uncle strode to Hilda...Madame Crazy's doorway and was met by the black clad form and much to his surprise, and Collin's, he was whisked next-door to the new neighbour's house! A man Collin nor his uncle hardly knew at all...he had only moved in a little while ago. Collin was perplexed...what did Hilda have up her sleeve?
Collin made a mad dash to his own phone and called Rolf, who had just arrived at the bookshop. Collin confessed his lie and Rolf replied that he was none too shocked...not at all!
Rolf confided the plan about accompanying the Inspector tonight and that made Collin feel somewhat comforted...a bit.
"It will be fine, Collin. I'll be along and see the whole thing through. You just stay home and relax...and I'll phone ASAP when the mission is done and your uncle is safe and sound. Promise." Rolf said in soothing tones.
Collin took heart and clicked the phone off. He felt better in some ways but he still worried about tonight and his immediate concern centred on the house of the new neighbour and what Uncle Rex might be up to. His mind raced!
Rex was surprised that Hilda had met him so quickly at her front door.
"That was quick, you must be physic...I barely knocked!"
"You'd be surprised just how physic I really am! Now come with me, we have a photo date next-door. My house is rather a dump at present but dear Kendall's home is a showplace. He'll host our photo fun and be my ever so keen assistant. How's that?" Hilda said pushing Rex back down the front steps and pulling her own door shut as well.
Hilda pointed to the nice doorway next-door and, lugging her camera bag in one hand, made their way to Kendall's handsome abode.
Kendall seemed to come to the door nearly as quickly as Hilda had.
The jogging suit clad man looked to Rex like a sort of Willy Wonka, silver hair all swept up with wild eyes and a sort of sinister if not devilish grin upon his thin lips. All he needed was the crazy top hat routine to fill the image out in Rex's mind, he politely stifled his giggle.
Introductions took place and Rex stood in the centre of a large, well appointed living space. Walls taken down created a vast open plan with kitchen all open in the rear and living and dining space near the street side. Very chic mused Rex to himself.
Kendall made a grab for the heavy camera bag and lugged it to the white, fur clad sofa and motioned politely for Rex to sit.
Hilda and Kendall made a move to the rear and began to find cup and saucers to serve morning coffee that was brewing in a fancy countertop machine. Hilda whispered in Kendall's ear.
"Well, what do you think?"
"Dreamy, better close up than I imagined. Can't wait to get snapping....mmm!" Kendall sighed while pouring hot coffee.
"Cream Rex...nice, fresh cream?" He ventured.
Rex called back from his perch.
"Just a bit. Don't want to get fat....hehehe!"
Hilda looked from the open kitchen as she moved to the coffee table with a tray of hot drinks and surveyed the sexy shorts, the manly roman sandals and his pink preppy shirt...yum....YUM she moaned inwardly. Rex looked scrummy as he sat regally on the white couch awaiting his coffee. What a stud!
The three enjoyed sipping the coffee in the stylish surroundings. But time was wasting and Hilda knew Rex would want to be moving on and spend time alone preparing for this clandestine mission tonight.
"OK, men...picture time! Let's move along. Kendall, tidy up the coffee things and I'll grab the camera." Hilda instructed and Kendall dutifully obeyed.
"What should I do?" Rex simply asked as his coffee cup vanished from his fingers. Rex was no beginner in being a model for photos; he'd been shot by various men and women over the years and knew the basics. The very idea of posing for anyone with a camera really turned him on...indeed! But today he played the novice and let Hilda direct, she was delightfully bossy he mused privately as he waited for her cues.
"Nothing, Rex! You just sit still, relax. The light from these partially drawn curtains and the white fur couch are perfect for posing. Just relax!" Hilda said bustling about as her big ass gyrated beneath her black flowing dress.
Rex regally recline against the fur cad back of the sofa, Hilda raised the digital camera and snapped. A bright flash sprang forth due to the fact they were shooting indoors. Rex squinted his playful green eyes a bit and carried on trying to look chilled and manly. He closed his mouth, looked serious and gazed knowingly off to one side of the room...Hilda snapped again and again.
"Wonderful Rex! You're a natural, really! Hilda crooned as she moved this way and that trying to capture Rex from various view points on the sofa.
The snapping and flashing carried on and Kendall soon joined the fun as Hilda worked the space and bent herself low to capture Rex's profile in the filtered light of the window.
Kendall was smitten as Rex just sat on the sofa, striking poses and looking all too sexy!
Rex barely moved from his seated position as Hilda snapped about 20 or so shots.
"I have a great deal of memory on this camera; I could take 100's I think." Hilda observed as Kendall moved sideways to avoid being stepped on by the big MILF's feet.
Rex loved being admired, he always did. Having these two drinking him in was just what he needed to take his mind off the dangerous mission that lay ahead of him. He felt warm, sensuous, alive...ready for more! He needed more, these poses felt too boring...too ordinary!
"Hey, let me try being a bit more adventurous." Rex ventured as he smoothed back his wavy greyish red hair and slowly undid the top two buttons of his pink shirt.
Hilda nearly leapt toward him but steadied herself. "Nice idea, just go with it...do whatever you want. Play with my lens."
Kendall moved to adjust the window curtains a bit so the light was even better, he could barely contain his excitement.
Kendall leaned over Rex as he undid the two buttons and could see the delightful forest of reddish gold ringlets on his muscular chest; he sighed deeply and moaned aloud.
"Need any help?"
Rex laughed brightly. "Maybe, just stand by!"
Kendall nearly fell over the side table in glee.
"Move over Kendall, get out of my shot! Hilda exploded as she moved to capture the newly revealed space between those shirt buttons.
Feeling the lens roaming and the eyes watching, Rex relaxed and eased himself into the role of performer. A role he relished!
"How's this? Like it?" Rex chided as he leaned back and rested his arm casually behind his head as his now exposed chest gleamed in the perfectly lit space.
"Mmm, nice. Keep going. Don't even think of us watching you." Hilda guided while snapping away like a madwomen.
But Rex knew it was the very fact he had an audience that made it all so sexually charged and delightfully worthwhile!
The shirt became less and less fastened and soon it lay open and Rex sprawled about on the furry sofa like a pro. His sculptured chest and tight tummy were all now perfectly nude and his man-nips all tight with his growing excitement and passion.
Kendall stood by in awe of the sight before his eyes and in near terror that his rock hard man-bone would show through his trousers. Rex was worth every moment of adoration he mused as he allowed Hilda plenty of space to ply her craft as a photographer. This was a wonderful way to spend a morning as far as he went!
"Kick off those sandals!" Hilda barked.
Rex dutifully obeyed and flicked his muscular toes and shucked away the leather sandals, the straps easily giving way. The sandals landed with a thud on the carpet nearby and Rex moved his now bare feet up onto the sofa and got cosier. His body stretched out and he posed languidly like a snoozing super hero. His bare legs all furry and cycle-toned grabbed the focus on both photographer and assistant.
The snapping carried on and Rex pushed his left leg up atop the sofa rear and flexed his leg muscles and stretched his toes wide. His bare feet looked silky and pink as the light kissed and caressed his flesh artfully.
The fawn coloured shorts felt tight and far too confining for Rex.
"May I lose the shorts?" He asked playfully.
Hilda moaned with pleasure. Kendall answered vociferously. "Oh, yes....let me help you!"
Rex arched his back up off the sofa, resting his two strong feet on the cushions and pushing his middle upwards so that Kendall had full access. Hilda breathed deeply and snapped alluring shots of these two "mystery" hands plying the shorts free from Rex's inviting body and gently sliding them down along those long sexy, furred legs and over his sweat-moist size 11 bare feet.
Kendall grabbed the shorts free and moved away, smiling broadly and survey Rex's body now clothed only in the skimpy black bikini style swim suit and his splayed open shirt.
The sight was perfection and Kendall sighed dreamily. "Wonderful choice of undies Rex, just flipping wonderful!"
"Glad you approve. How bout you, Hilda? Like em?" Rex chided as he moved his body to show off his now gyrating hips.
"Like them? Love them! Move your ass my way, yes....like that. Wiggle those buns, those tight juicy buns!" Hilda gurgled and the camera snapped and flashed.
Rex flipped over and wiggled his tight ass seductively in the air and held his feet playfully up over his back. He was very agile for nearly 51 and worked the sofa like a trained poser!
Rex now knelt up, facing his admirers and pulled the shirt free, fully exposing his ginger ringlet covered chest and lush pink man-nips. He flung the shirt away and Kendall caught it with glee. It was warm and just beginning to smell musky; Kendall breathed the scent in as he held it rather close to his nose and swooned gently.
Rex knelt proudly and bobbed about flexing his arms and chest; Hilda snapped away like a woman possessed. His bikini pouch swelled slightly now and both Hilda and Kendall could just about trace the outline of Rex's ample goods package. And what a package it was!
Rex's tumescent cock filled the space inside the small bikini bathing suit and the black nylon fabric stretched and covered ever so tightly; each movement Rex undertook made his cock pouch look even more translucent and nearly ready to pop!
Rex watched Hilda and Kendall with great excitement and kept pushing the poses, trying new ones...creating mature stud magic as the moments passed. He nearly forgot the danger of the night to come and he became a visual toy for this unlikely pair of onlookers. Rex loved to be seen, watched, admired....and lusted after!
The ringing phone inside Hilda's voluminous dress broke the magical feel of Rex's most recent pose; he laid back with legs wide apart and bare toes pointing to the heavens...his crotch nearly bursting forth through the ultra thin material. The pose was perfection!
"Damn phone! I must answer it, without Silas around today...I must be on call for any supernatural needs." Hilda breathed deep, placed the camera in Kendall's hand and dug out the mobile phone.
"Yes...yes, this is Madame Hilda. Yes...OK....really! Now....right now? Are you sure. Text me the address and I will be over as soon as I can get there." Hilda looked crestfallen as she put the phone back in her pocket.
"Just as we got going. I wanted your day to be perfect...before tonight. I am so sorry Rex. But I am needed. And the spirits will not wait. Have no fear...we shall continue and I have much to look over on my camera disc already. You just relax and make sure tonight goes smoothly and above all, safely!" Hilda purred as she moved forward and kissed Rex on the cheek.
Rex now sat cross-legged on the sofa in just that sexy bikini-style swim suit and Hilda really struggled to pack and go. Rex just sat looking...delicious.
Hilda bustled and fiddled and finally had her equipment all packed back in the bag she brought it all in.
Madame Hilda patted Kendall's shoulder gently.
"You shall get a full set of these photos too, for all your trouble today."
"Trouble? I loved it....very much indeed!" Kendall said with his grey haired head bobbing to and fro.
The door closed quickly as Hilda was seen out and Kendall pranced back into the room and stood leaning by a large sideboard. He gazed at Rex who perched like a cat...nearly nude and alert. His sexy green eyes twinkling in the great light of the now approaching mid-day sun that filtered through the curtains.
"Well, no camera, no Hilda...just us. And you....in just those....those skimpy things!" Kendall said provocatively all the while his wild blue eyes sized Rex up.
Rex moved over to one side of the sofa and rested himself up on one strong arm, he let his long legs stretch out completely...his bare feet nearly dangling off the other side. He lounged this way for a few seconds, looking at Kendall...wondering...imagining. The private thoughts made his already swollen pouch grow even more so. The budding erection was nearly peeping out of the tight elasticised waist of the bikini swimsuit; Kendall stood ogling his body like a hungry vulture.
"How old are you, Kendall? I am nearly 51. And you?" Rex asked coyly as he rubbed his chest gently with his free hand.
"I am 68. I know I am a pensioner, but hell...a pensioner with a libido of a young working bloke of 24!" Kendall added glibly as he moved closer to Rex; his jogging suit material making a swish-swish sound as he moved on his nearly new white sporty trainers. Rex watched as the bouffant-like grey hair came closer and closer, those blue eyes were cold yet alluring...drawing Rex in. What was he going to do, he mused to himself. The Willy Wonka lookalike's hands were now reaching out, those senior hands...delicate yet slightly gnarled were reaching toward a relaxed and very playful Rex. The head that should have sported a top hat was bending low, looking into Rex's dreamy green eyes. Rex did have a few hours to kill...he was feeling so horny. Madame Hilda had left him in mid posing session, he was still so aroused and so eager to show off.
"Rex, you have really caught my eye...I mean ever since I moved in. You being here, thanks to our Madame Hilda of the spirit world, well, it's pure magic. You posed beautifully today. You've done it before, I can tell. And you know exactly what you are doing...always. You are a master exhibitionist and seducer. I really believe that with all my heart. Let me help you relax before you go off to do whatever you must do tonight...obviously it's dangerous...Hilda said so. Let me...help." Kendall said, his thin and bony form now kneeling on the floor before Rex as if in submission to a king.
Rex was inwardly moved and also fully awakened; his uncut tool raged...his famous copious pre-cum oozing and moistening his ample foreskin...his cock pushing to be freed! The straining member was now pushing against the black fabric like caged a beast. Rex wanted to be nude...and liberated!
"Kendall, I am player. I play with anyone, man or woman...groups. I love to be seen, to tease, to search and to find. I like to be chased and I chase. I am in my sexual prime and, if I have my way...will always be in my prime! Do you like what you see?" Rex said arching his back, tightening his muscles and looking right into those ice cold blue eyes.
Kendall did not answer, his eyes did not leave the steady gaze of Rex's...those hands, those gnarled small hands...moved like a flash; those hands found Rex...the outer expression of Rex's inner manly prime. That prime burned like a flame, and raged like a steel rod.
Kendall's gasp was loud and filled with emotion.
"Rex, you are so hard, so big...so wet!"
Kendall's two hands grasped the length of Rex through his now rather moist skimpy bikini swimsuit and just held, not moving...just holding fast to experience the warmth and manly strength emanating forth. Rex allowed this and looked at the elfin aging face before him...those blue eyes were pleading now, pleading for more!
"Let me...slip these off...pleeeeease!" Kendall simpered while grasping at Rex's uncut tool as much as he could, the nylon swimsuit fabric was so slippery...especially when wet.
The curtains were parted still in the living room area and Rex had a sudden flash...Collin could be spying. He wanted his sexual fun to remain separate from Collin completely and this felt now a bit too exposed. He could close the curtains...or move elsewhere. Plus the coffee had worked its way through him...he needed a piss...bad!
"Mmm, I bet you'd like me to slip these skimpy things off! But I need a pee, badly! Let's move upwards...I guess your house is like all the rest on the street, bedrooms and bathroom up a floor?" Rex asked casually plying Kendall's claw like hands away from his raging boner.
"Yes, Rex...two bedrooms and two bathrooms...at your service. Come, I'll take you up...come on." Kendall said rising masterfully up off his knees and, like the rather short impish gentleman he was, he offered Rex a hand to guide him off the sofa.
Rex accepted the hand and rose up, his nearly six foot form almost towering over his host...and his two bare feet nimbly followed the tugging hand. A hand very eager to get him upstairs and closer to...who knew? Up they went, step by step to a very tasteful and charming upper floor that was dappled with mid-day light but thankfully...private.
The near nude Rex was led through a nice rear large bedroom with a fluffy, canopied double bed to an adjoining bathroom and awaiting toilet bowl. Kendall reached down and lifted the lid...such fine service Rex noted inwardly as he moved close, his large bare feet straddling the porcelain bowl.
Rex was still very erect but desperate to pee...the way Kendall stood behind him was more erotic than calming. He was just so close against his backside and his arms were reaching around now, as if he were going to pee for Rex...literally to take his cock out and hold it for this much needed piss.
This was new for Rex, such service...a host who held your cock while you pissed...amazing, Rex mused.
Rex relaxed and let the hands move gently inside the waistband of his tight bikini swimsuit and ease them off his slender hips...down just past his tight ball sack. The swimsuit was held by his cycler's fit meaty thighs and then the knowing hands reached for the man-stick that was now slightly less rigid.
"Relax, Rex....relax. Let me do all the work....relax." Kendall crooned in his ear while he stood behind him. "Close your eyes, I can guide your piss flow...I can see just enough around your left shoulder...you're so tall...stud...have to peek around you." Kendall giggled.
"Relax, let it come." Kendall coaxed as he now knowingly grasped Rex's man-organ with two hands on either side and stroked back the very moist foreskin to expose a luminous pink, swollen head covered with pre-cum. "Relax...Rex....open that muscle and let the piss come...relax." Kendall moaned as Rex tried to open the muscle and let the ever building bladder pressure free.
The elf-like man held gently but firmly...it felt to Rex like his own hands doing the holding...but somehow not his own hands. Weird, Rex mused....very weird. The sensation was bizarre. His uncut cock was now less stiff and the cock-knob was fully exposed...a stringy drip of pre-cum oozed out of his now widening slit and it headed downward to the water below...a ripple ran to the edges of the bowl as it plopped in with a little splash.
"Mmm, yes....first the excitement juices...and then the piss...golden warm piss." Kendall observed thoughtfully.
Rex relaxed even more, his eyes shut...his bare sweaty feet feeling the cool bathroom tiles in preparation...the release came. The golden stream rushed out of his slit with a near painful force. The stream gushed out and rocketed to the water below...the clear water gave way to a pale golden hue. Rex admired Kendall's form as he held his cock skilfully and aimed it perfectly...not a drip going astray.
That perfume of piss...sultry man-piss filled the air as the last of the stream faded and a few drops followed. Kendall shook Rex's manhood and knocked the last drop free, then the foreskin was rolled up and down thrice...for a grand finish. The foreskin now covered his pink cock-knob again and Kendall withdrew his hands.
"Perfect, Rex. Not all guys can let another guy hold them while they pee." Kendall announced as he stepped back from Rex's more than exposed ass cheeks.
"Gosh, your ass....is so fucking great. All that cycling....man, oh man!" Kendall admired as Rex moved to the sink to wash his hands, and then realized he had no need to do so. Kendall had done all the hard work!
Rex pulled the black skimpy swimsuit up over his crotch and ass once again.
"Hey, wait....don't you...I mean...you don't have to go yet...do you?" Kendall ventured as Rex moved tentatively towards the door to the bedroom.
"Well, I really don't want to let the whole day get away from me...I need to be...aware of the time...well....hell....I do have a few hours to kill." Rex said as his leaned against the doorframe and allowed Kendall a great look at him head to toes.
"I love that swimsuit, but it's kinda getting on my nerves now. Let's say....you lay on my bed...and I help you become completely free of all clothing, skimpy or otherwise...OK?" Kendall said moving closer to Rex's lanky, delightfully furry six foot body.
Rex's muscular chest tightened and his man-nips seemed to be at just eye level with his giddy host...he then stepped backward with two long legged strides and landed ass first onto the very comfy bed. The canopy frame shook as his weight hit the mattress and made a rather loud thud.
Kendall giggled playfully as he surveyed the now splayed Rex lying on his back...looking perfectly delectable.
"Nice, Rex....oh....so nice." Kendall sighed.
"Don't you want to get a bit more...comfy?" Rex said casually as he moved a pillow under his head and he pulled himself completely up and onto the bed so that his bare feet now were on the mattress as well.
"No, Rex...CMNM...that's me these days." Kendall said in a matter of fact tone.
"CMNM....really? Explain...I am all ears." Rex confessed as he looked eagerly toward his host.
"I just like to be clothed these days...I enjoy my guests being naked while I stay dressed...I still have a hell of a good time...maybe even more. It's my style and I love it! Any objections?" Kendall said moving toward the foot of the bed.
"None, Kendall...none at all. I love being...eventually being naked. So...what about this?" Rex asked pointing dramatically to his swimsuit. A swimsuit now sporting a huge crotch bulge...again!
"Mmm, I am just about to deal with that skimpy swimsuit, my Sweet REX, but first...!" Kendall said seductively as he swooped down and his eager mouth found one of Rex's very exposed big toes.
"Oh, Kendall....my feet are so sweaty...mmmmm....I love to have my feet worshipped...mmmmmm! That feels.....sooooooo gooooood!" Rex's elongated words accentuated the lush feeling of Kendall's skilled tongue dancing about his big toe and then his hot mouth slurping greedily at all his sculptured toes. The feeling of his feet being engulfed by his host was sheer decadence...sheer heat!
The salty sweet taste of Rex's warm succulent toes sent chills through Kendall as he used his still ageless white teeth to gnaw and nibble while his strong tongue tasted and tickled. Rex writhed and wriggled against the mattress and he held fast gripping the duvet cover with both hands, the bed bounced, rocked and slammed against the floor as the delightful ticklish yet sensuous struggle ensued.
Kendall's hands grabbed the large man feet before him as he lashed and loved them from toes to meaty heels. He chewed and lapped like a dog at a bone as he worked those delightful feet of Rex...his guest for the afternoon.
Rex's cock raged and pushed hard to be freed from the tight nylon swimsuit...the wet spot on the front grew by the instant as his infamous tasty pre-cum gushed out in gobs, filling the pouch all around his uncut weapon.
"Hhhhheeee, haaaaaa.....ooooooohhhhhh!" Rex gasped as his host devoured his moist sweaty feet inch by inch.
The well shaved, perfectly groomed senior citizen gobbled and licked at Rex's manly feet while that bouffant grey hair bobbed about like a large serving of candy floss at the circus. Rex felt exhilarated and sexually on fire...his new sex partner knew exactly what special buttons to push!
Collin's Concerns
Nephew Collin had seen Madame Hilda scurry away with her camera bag and dash off to her own house...but that seemed ages ago. Collin stood by the upstairs window gazing over at this new neighbour's house. Where was his uncle? If Hilda was gone...surely he'd be home by now. Collin's brain worked feverishly. What if Hilda had set up some sex thing with this new old man...this stranger, this scared Collin. He protected his uncle fiercely and this was not something he liked. The mission tonight was bad enough but some rendezvous with a near senior citizen....not good, Collin mused fitfully to himself.
Collin slipped on his trainers and grabbed the house keys and nipped carefully over to where he'd seen Hilda take his Uncle Rex. The nice terraced house looked very tidy and well looked after. He saw the living room curtains slightly ajar and wondered if he went up near the front door, could he see in and see all was well. If caught, he'd apologize as always but if not...no one would know. Most of the neighbours were at work so he'd be unseen more or less apart from the various homes containing a few older folk no longer working. And if they shouted at him, so what....his Uncle Rex was more important than being caught house peeping.
The living room had a slight bay window of three and whilst standing on the edge of the front top step by the door, Collin could just about see in the nearest side one. The curtain was just open enough and daylight filtered in illuminating the very tasteful interior of the new neighbour's front room. The white sofa blocked a bit of the view but Collin saw not a soul....but did see something that made him rock back in horror. The sandals his uncle had worn lay discarded near the coffee table legs and...the edge of his dress shirt was sticking out from under the fawn coloured shorts carefully discarded in a chair off to the side of the room.
Collin knew his uncle was probably nude and this made him rage with both lust and jealousy. He really could not believe it always came to this, people taking advantage of his uncle's winning personality, easy going style and mature toned body...he was always in bed with someone!
Should he ring the bell, knock or pound like hell? His mind raced and he worried. He stepped back and gazed up at the front bedroom windows above, those curtains seemed wide open. He somehow doubted that his uncle would be naked in there doing the deed with his body on full display in broad daylight. He must be with this old guy out back in the rear bedroom...Collin knew that much. He dashed down the road and sprinted round the corner and made a mad dash toward the street that lay parallel to his uncle's. The trick would be to locate the terraced house just behind the new neighbours and see, if by some miracle, if he could view the upper windows in the rear garden that faced the back. The hedges might be too tall, the window too high...it was too late. Collin now panting like a dog stood in front of the house that he knew had views from the rear of where his uncle most likely was...in a bedroom having fun....without him!
Collin leapt up the few stone steps and tapped insistently at the large, old wooden door. A door that needed paint...the whole house needed work! It seemed to be a good few moments before he heard a rustling indoors and then the latch lifted. The door creaked open to reveal a rather awkward looking fellow with short dark mussed up hair and a rather tatty tracksuit...his build was definitely rotund for such a short fellow Collin noted. A pair of plastic black spectacles loomed over his beady eyes and nearly covered a pimpled round face.
"Can I help you? If you are a religious zealot, get lost!" The young man stammered.
"Oh, no. I am not a cultist or any such person. I live just behind you, sort of, and my uncle...may be in some sort of difficulty. I can't get in, the door is locked and I just wanted to see if I could look in the windows of your upstairs back bedroom. May I?" Collin came up with what he thought might be a believable premise to come and house-peep in a stranger's home.
The young man looked puzzled. "You mean the new guy's your uncle, just moved in a little while back?"
"Um, well...no...my uncle went in and has not come out and I am worried." Collin said almost wishing he'd told a more believable fib.
"I have seen the old guy in the back garden. I live alone here; my parents rent this place for me. They say I am too old to be with them...and too weird." The strange young man confessed and then carried on. "I am 26 but they treat me like I am 6! I am odd in my own way. I am really super smart...but kinda unique. I work from here. I am computer whiz man!"
Collin grew impatient and did not want a life story. "Can I pop in and just look. Please?"
"Sure, I look at him sometimes. I look at all the windows I can see when I am not busy doing website design by commission. I house peep...see I am weird!" The dishevelled man giggled and let Collin in to the incredibly untidy front hall. Collin felt a bit strange going into this guy's house...but he needed to know what was going on out back in that creepy old man's house.
"I look at his bedroom windows; his big bedroom is in the back...like mine. He is old, maybe 70...not 80." The young man burbled on. "I am Pat...and you?"
"Collin Davenport and my uncle is Rex. He has lived on the street behind you for a bunch of years now. May I go up and look?" Collin said placing his trainer on the dusty first step up to the floor above.
A chubby arm blocked the way. "I watch him....alone. I will look and report what I see. You, Collin must sit in a chair...and just let me describe it all to you. I like to play games like that. But nobody plays, you are the first." Pat said ominously.
"Look, Pat. I'll play another time. I must find out. My uncle might be in trouble, I have a bad feeling...I just need to go." Collin said almost out of breath and he tried to move past the arm.
"NO!" And Pat grabbed Collin swiftly and wrapped him in a bear hug. Both arms like a clap around his skinny middle.
"Please...I will sit in the chair. You just tell me, I will not look...OK?" Collin said in total fear as he realized this guy was a bit of a nutter and unstable...oh, yes!
"Good, you play along Collin and let Pat describe what he sees. I like to watch that old man...he's so dirty!" The 26 year-old computer genius grabbed Collin's arm and dragged him up the stairs almost like a rag doll.
"I watch him lots, with men...he does so many dirty things...dirty yummy things." Pat extolled as he moved Collin into the even messier back bedroom and plopped him in a wooden chair far away from the grimy windows that faced the rear. The old mangy curtains were parted and a pair of binoculars lay upon the filthy windowsill.
Collin had no doubt as to why his parents had encouraged him to move out...now he just had to survive long enough to escape his new buddy and his very strange games!
The chubby assed genius stood with his back to Collin and gaped through the binoculars over the rear gardens to the house just behind. He spoke sage-like, "If you run and leave, you'll never know what I can see. So stay put and just enjoy my vivid retelling of what I see and Collin, I see plenty. Dirty old man has a guest....mmmmm!"
Collin grew hot with anger and sat fully determined. "OK, Pat....tell me exactly what you see and don't leave out anything...not a fucking detail."
"Yipppeeee, let's play my little game. I love dirty games! Mmmm....he must like your uncle....lots....he's eating his fucking toes....they look tasty, Collin. Very tasty!" Pat said teasingly as he gaped through the binoculars. He then added with glee, "Your uncle is one smokin' hot dude!"
"Don't I know....don't I know!" Collin said gloomily as he gripped the wooden chair with both his hands as tightly as he could to stop himself running to the window for a look of his own.
"I'd fuck your uncle, oh yes! I bet that old dude will fuck him with a dildo. The guy never does shit with other guys, only does them. He's weird like me, an oddity. You like the fact I can see your uncle nearly naked. He's got on this skimpy fucking pair of tight fucking bikini shit!" The computer whiz geek was becoming very graphic and Collin's cock ached and raged inside his trousers.
Pat now held the binoculars with hand and stroked his cock through his tacky track suit with the other. Collin watched and could only see the guy's chubby ass tighten and flex as he played with himself...all the while lusting after Uncle Rex. Collin could have screamed, but he sat transfixed and waiting on every nugget of description Pat spewed forth.
"Oh, fuck. He's crawling up your uncle's legs...licking and biting like a whore on heat. Looks like he's on the way up to...YOU KNOW WHERE.....Oh, wow!" The now frenziedly jerking geek blurted out.
"I knew it, I just knew it. With all he has to do tonight, he's getting fucked...or nearly fucked. Typical Uncle Rex!" Collin spat out forgetting he was in the company of a total stranger.
"Oh, Shit! The guy's grabbing your uncle's skimpy bikini thingy...and pulling it off...over his knees....SHIT....MAN.....Your uncle's cock is standing up like a fricking soldier...HOT DAMN!" Pat nearly dropped the binoculars in a fit of heavy stroking and panting. Collin feared he'd fall right through the dirty glass window and land smack in the middle of the grass below.
Drawer of Delights
Meanwhile in the actual bedroom of Kendall, Uncle Rex was revealed in all his glory. Kendall had sensed, felt up and held the pissing uncut too but seeing it like this...in his face, full erect and dripping with pre-cum made his heart leap. The foreskin just slid back enough to reveal that superb purplish cock-knob with its sheen of man-juices. The tool rested back but still stood just above Rex's tummy with strength and purpose...a slight pulsing beat made it jump a bit...up and down. Kendall admired with awe.
Kendall sniffed at the bikini swimsuit in his fist. It held Rex's own aromas of man-scent and delightfully moist gobs of pre-cum. The scent filled Kendall's nose like a drug and he swooned forward, nearly engulfing Rex's manhood in his gaping wide mouth. The moment of tasting Rex's uncut man-cock would come...but first more teasing and some rather titillating stimulation, the drawer next to the bed would be the next port of call.
Rex looking up from resting against the pillow said gently, "You like my meat? You saw it in the bathroom but it's bigger and much more alive now...you agree?"
Kendall looked up at the grinning handsome face against his pillow and carefully he moved from between Rex's splayed long legs, reached for the bedside drawer handle and slid it wide open with a loud squeak.
Rex watched in wonder as Kendall removed a hefty blue velvet bag tied up with a brocade rope.
"What's that, my friend?" Rex asked innocently and playing gently with his man-meat.
"A bag of tricks from my drawer of delights, you'll love the selection...and so will your hairy, juicy ass. I love my toys...and so will you!" Kendall said impishly as he began to undo the rope of the rather heavy looking bag.
Rex's heart skipped a beat and his uncut cock seemed to get even bigger...excitement was in the air!
Much More soon!!
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