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Rex finished off his second scotch and could feel the two men eyeing him. His head was now swimming from the booze. 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. Tom sauntered over to Rex with the scotch bottle and refilled the empty glass that was held in Rex's very relaxed hand. Rex sat up and swilled a mouthful of the strong drink and sensed its fire burn his throat. He felt like he was floating above the room. Giddiness and sexy vibrations combined in him and he let his cock grow rigid in front of the two eagle eyed men who stood before him. "Now that is some cock, my friend! Great foreskin and a right stiff boner for a guy of your age!" Peter bellowed in appreciation. Rex lay with his cycle-toned legs stretched out, sleek toes flexing and dick pulsing madly. "I am glad you like it! I will start to juice up in a minute. Just watch!" Rex slurred and slopped down scotch number three. No sooner had Rex uttered the words than a sliver stream of pre-cum leaked out from his exposed slit and trickled down the side of his uncut cock. The two clothed men sat on the couch and watched this with complete awe. A fully nude and perfectly drunk guy open to any suggestions sat before them making copious amounts of pre-cum. Rex smiled and watched the two men through his slightly blurry vision and felt their eyes roaming all over his body. He loved this and wanted to perform for them. He slid his legs to either side of the recliner and hooked his nimble large bare feet on either side of the raised foot rest. He dropped the empty glass to the plush carpet below and seductively moved his fingers lovingly around and through his amber chest hairs. His cock was so erect that the foreskin just could not hold back his swollen knob from view. A knob that was bright red and all juicy as it was slicked with copious quantities of pre-cum. Rex now pushed his fingers down into his rusty red bush and grasped the base of his tool and peeled his foreskin completely back enabling both men to enjoy an unobstructed view of this classic male masterpiece. "Damn hot! You just show us what you got, baby!" Tom instructed with gusto. Both viewers sat back and stroked their rods through their trousers as they watched Rex begin to do his thing. Rex knew he had a very tough job convincing these two younger guys he was still on fire at his age but he felt sure that his body could deliver a few wonderful surprises. Both Tom and Peter were deeply impressed with Rex so far and wanted to see all his skills put to good use. Tom gasped, “Wait, would you like to show off some sexy socks on those big beautiful feet of yours while you strut your stuff for us? You like socks?” Rex Davenport was feeling no pain. “Love them, bring them. YES!” Tom rushed to the bedroom and grabbed a pair of long, red nearly sheer OTC socks with solid heels and toes and a slight ribbing running up the sides. He handed them to Rex who eyed them with glee. “Nice, very sexy!” And with that he pulled each one on his long legs and let the men ogle him as he raise each foot up and turn and showed off the perfect fit on his size 11 beauties. Peter gaped. “Hell, you are one sexy older guy. Those socks fit you so well.” “Too damn right!” Rex snorted back as he stood, the robe gone and he began to wobble around the room on his socked feet and his uncut cock sticking out like a flagpole from his middle. His nude fit body glowing in the firelight. The night was young and Rex was on show! "Both of us are cut and love uncut guys! Use that skin, ginger daddy!" Tom drooled in a coaxing tone. Rex responded with purposeful strokes with his right hand up and down his cock, pulling his foreskin up and over his knob and then back down as far as he could leaving his juicy gleaming purple-pink knob open to view. Tom and Peter groaned with pleasure. This was perfection! A total showman here in the room to enjoy for as long as they liked. Nothing too "out of bounds" now they both thought privately. Rex was theirs! Much more to cum! DJXX Write anytime or make comments, love it!

If you have been reading these adventures of Rex Davenport as seen by Lenny, then you will no doubt feel that Rex at this stage of his early 40’s was blossoming sexually in all ways possible. There is so much to tell about Rex, the list is endless. So we shall focus on the events just after Lenny gave Rex the all-clear to explore on his sexually without his guru. And Rex knew he’d report all to Lenny in as much graphic detail as possible since Lenny is such a total voyeur. The days after the Carol and Eric “event” were daydream-like for Rex. This omni-sexual being wanted to taste all that the world of sex had to offer. The ads on various swinger group message boards on the internet as proving very fruitful. Rex had posted several of Lenny’s amazingly graphic photos of himself on these sites and many London based swingers both single and coupled, of all sexual persuasions...well they just seemed to be writing back wanting to meet up with sexy Rex. He had a date planned with Carol and Eric for early the next month at their flat in another part of London. And he had some tentative plans brewing as well. Our ginger-red wavy haired six foot stud was always semi-erect and juicing it seemed. The well-endowed handsome mature toned business executive was always being spied either in his office or on the streets of central London with “a log” in his well tailored trousers. He was on fire! His soft green eyes seemed to be busy searching out any and all contact as he moved about his daily work as a top level advertising man for a rather noted firm in the heart of the city. So it was no wonder when the next sexual “event” just fell into Rex’s path one night after work. His sexual allure had been noted and sought out, but this time...it had a new, exciting twist for dear Rex. Well, everything sexual had a new and exciting twist for this eager later bloomer! ******** 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 as of yet. Sure!" Rex said with relish. 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 artsy looking gas fire to dry off a bit. It may look like a real fireplace but it’s pure illusion!" Rex sheepishly nodded his approval and went off to the bathroom to change. When dapper 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? I know he’s some big executive in some firm but, I don’t know. He's forty something 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 expensive 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. His fingers stroked the socks...he liked socks...and feet! He wanted to enjoy Rex’s big ones...they looked like 11 or 12’s. He would get Rex to try on some his sexy socks tonight; one Rex was drunk, he’d love to see Rex pose and prance about in socks and nothing else before they...had him! Tom’s mind was filled with visions of this conquest! Rex sat regally 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 muscular 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 moist 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. Both Peter and Tom fell in love with this guy’s feet! The game was on, only Rex had no idea he was playing! More to Cum! Comments and feedback always lovedXX DJ