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That geeky, slightly overweight Byron was fully aroused now...enjoying Rex who lay passed out and soooo very NAKED! He slowly knelt in the gloomy room and just drank in the man...his muse...a man he was always watching and lusting after and now, here he lay. So vulnerable and so available. And those men, they left the door open. Anyone could come in this house and do things to Rex Davenport and never be caught or found. Those wicked thoughts heated poor Byron up to fever pitch. His little gold rimmed spectacles he needed all the time to see properly, well, they were steaming over. So much he could do...and nobody would know! His mind was full of ideas! Bryon was falling madly in love...in lust...in awe of his dear Rex. It was bound to happen. He’d been watching Rex since...well, always! Byron moved closer to his furry muscular legs, his fingers hovering over his warm flesh...he just wanted to stroke his muse...feel him! The scent of a day's work and other musky man scents filled Byron’s nose as he inhaled deeply...wanting to just crawl into bed with this mature stud. But what if he awoke? That would ruin everything. Byron bent forward and tenderly kissed his Rex's big toe, letting his face linger by his large bare foot...he drank in the warm scent of man-sweat. Caringly he replaced the duvet covering and turned to leave his muse in peace...but as he moved by the corner chair...Byron noticed his Rex's shoes and by his shoes...a pair of brown OTC socks...the ones the men had stripped off him earlier. Byron bent down and grasped them...they were still damp from the rain shower. Byron brought them to his face, the thin soft material felt glorious and the scent of leathery musk was intoxicating. Byron slipped away, taking those socks with him. He’d be back to visit his mind determined...but for that he’d have to find a reason. He’d think of one...somehow. His mission was to actually make Rex Davenport fall in love with him. He pledged it would happen. But in the meantime, well, he’d lurk behind the curtains across the street and just watch. How he loved to watch Rex! ********************* Morning light broke into Rex's bedroom through the mostly open curtains. A dull pain throbbed in his ass, his secret spot felt very tender. Rex realized he had a mammoth hangover with the thick head and thrush mouth to prove it. He lay under the bed coverlet completely nude and he glanced over to the chair in the corner and noticed his brown suit and other Friday garments all piled neatly. He pulled back the cover and saw his cock slightly aroused and very red all round. Rex peeled back the foreskin and saw a cock knob that looked nibbled and pinched. "Ouch! But wow, what a great night!" Rex mused with a grin. Then he saw a note propped up on bedside table. It read: Hello, Ginger Daddy! Glad you accepted our ride invitation. Peter and I found your keys and address in your suit coat pocket and put you to bed. Hope you don't mind. You were out cold. Think you drank too much last night. We had fun. I think you did, too! Hope to make it another Friday soon. We have your address now so, who knows, we may drop by. Your Well Mannered Hosts, Peter and Tom Ps...Your cum is so sweet and yummy for an over 40 dude! Rex laughed to himself and hoped they would drop in again...soon...very soon! Rex eased himself in a warm bubble bath and soon found his comfy dressing gown and pulled on a favourite pair of OTC black ribbed socks with gold toes. A good Saturday sock he loved to wear. As he examined the clothes worn to work on Friday he noticed his brown socks missing. He smiled. This sock stealing or giving away was beginning to be a theme in his newly discovered sex life. He hoped that whichever of his DOM lovers of last night had the socks that they’d be jacking off with them all over their face. He had no idea Byron even existed across the street, no idea at all. He padded on his size 11’s down the steps and found the unlocked front door. “Anyone could have come in last night. Better lock it.” He mused to himself. After brewing a very strong coffee to knock the headache on its side, he phoned Lenny. Dear Lenny, his confidant and mentor. “Lenny, could you drop over. I told you I’d share all my sexual adventures with you after the fact- well, last night’s was a biggie...a real whopper!” he breathed into the phone. Lenny did not need to be asked twice. Before 11 AM, Lenny was seated opposite Rex who reclined in his robe and socks in his favourite chair with his delicious feet atop his footstool. Lenny, well over 60 and looking like a silver fox, sat sipping coffee and listened to all Rex could manage to recall from the night. “I’d say you were drugged. I bet they slipped you a “Mickey” in that drink. And you just became very open to all they did...and then passed out.” Lenny said sagely. “Lenny, I think those guys were so hot and I am flattered they picked me. Yes, I know it was dangerous but I made the choice and got in the car. Me! And if I made a bad choice, I’d be the one that paid. But I found it so sexy, to be manhandled and restrained. I loved it.” Rex said wiggling his sexy socked feet on the footstool. “Rex, I worry for you. They left you here with the door unlocked. You could have been robbed or worse.” Lenny sighed. “Look, I am such a late bloomer. This risky sexy life of mine that is emerging is so intoxicating. I am telling you honestly the whole thing, if you’d rather not hear it, fine. But I am going to just keep my options open and my door...if I need to. I want it ALL!” Rex said with his reddish golden hair glistening in the morning sun streaming thru the window. Lenny looked at Rex, he loved Rex with all his heart. Another smitten follower of this Adonis-like figure. He needed to just let Rex do any and all he wished...even if it was risky, dangerous and kinky. “OK, Rex. Have fun. Be safe. And tell me every juicy detail.” Lenny said drinking in the man who sat before him. Rex’s legs parted slightly and Lenny could see his glorious sizable uncut cock nestling in the folds of the robe. “Oh, I’ll tell you all. And I am going to place ads all over the social sex network. Things like, eager mature redhead with big uncut cock and cycle-toned juicy ass wants to meat (and he spelled it out like that) M-E-A-T you, and be fucked, tied up, tickled...and who knows what else. And I want men, women...groups...both and all!” “It’s such a lovely day, the light is perfect. And you sitting there in that robe and socks. I must snap a few photos, I brought my digital camera!” Lenny said keenly. Handsome dapper Rex spent a good hour provocatively posing for smitten aging Lenny. That digital camera must have snapped about 100 poses or so. BUT meanwhile in the house almost opposite Rex’s a very lovesick Byron lay on his nest of a bed, bedroom door locked and stroking his small cock to an umpteenth orgasmic POP with Rex’s still damp socks covering his nose and mouth. “Oh, Rex...I love you.” He muttered endlessly in a raspy but audible voice. His elderly mum stooped by his keyhole observing her son’s morning activities with both slight concern and fascinated amusement. “Rex, who's this Rex? I must find out.” She muttered under her breath and smiled with glee. Much more REX on the way!! Keep reading and commentingXX DJ