(Reader's Note: Please read the "Rex" tales in order as you see them on our TeamCravings author's page-enjoy!)
The eyes across the street eagerly waited; the binoculars poised and ready. The young man's heart raced. It seemed like ages since tall, sleek mature Rex had been taken upstairs by this regal uniformed man.
Now they appeared in the master bedroom windows and no, neither man moved to close the curtains. The lenses moved in and watched!
Uncle Rex, his now slightly moist body shimmered in the mid-day sunshine. The little golden body hairs reflecting each ray with a twinkle.
The lovely dressing robe had dropped and handsome Rex stood fully naked-apart from the long blue socks...his uncut tool lifting before Wilbert and almost encouraging interaction.
"The Blue Magic is so easy to use, from what I recall at the party but I am happy to help sir to...discover more about it!" Wilbert said in a posh way that made Uncle Rex sigh deeply.
Wilbert took the Blue Magic dildo from where it sat in the bedroom and made a motion with his hand.
"Do lay down sir, raise your legs and if you have lubricant, that would indeed be a help," the skilled manservant added with a wink.
The enticing nude reddish golden haired forty year-old bent and found the lube in the drawer of the night table. He then tossed it to Wilbert with a flourish and perfect aim! The playful green eyes signalling fun and no rules!
Wilbert knelt on the large bed and Rex lay before him on his back-knees bent. His light blue socked feet laid flat on the bed and parted to allow full access to the supple quivering ass bud that waited in its nest of golden fur ringlets.
The voyeuristic eyes from across the street watching now saw the preparation of the "hole". Wilbert bent low...his sliver haired head bobbing and he began to rim the man he now adored. Rex's sighs and deep moans filled the room and his socked feet lifted and lay atop the sixty year-olds fine shoulders.
Wilbert's warm wet tongue danced on the soft ass pucker folds and lapped into the center making Rex rock and roll his hips on the bed.
Rex's toes in the socks flexed and strained and man-sweat began to glisten on those sheer blue socked feet!
Wilbert pressed his face deeper between those cyclist toned thighs and his tongue seemed to move into the man-cave that was Rex's asshole.
"Yes, Wilbert! YES! Deeper, yes...YES!" Rex gasped and his eyes shut.
Rex's hand moved down now, he eased his muscular ass cheek aside more! Wilbert seemed to become part of his ass...worming inward, licking deeper. His work was sending Rex so close to the edge and he'd not even used the Blue Magic dildo yet! The hole was so wet and ready!
Rex's uncut man-stick thrummed on his tummy, his ball sac tight and plump. His foreskin pulled back now in small jerks as the tongue work carried on as if it would never end. Pre-cum dribbled from the plum colored head.
"I might cum, Wilbert. You are amazing!" Rex crooned from the pillows above.
Wilbert had tasted Rex the night before, but he was so drunk and not responsive like a lover should be. Today, Rex was so electric...alive and all his for the next hour!
The voyeur across the street was stroking his cock madly while all this was playing out...the young man loved Rex so much! Uncle Rex had so many who admired him, both sexes and all craving more!
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Now in London at the shoe shop down the alley, Lorna smiled as the elderly has-been clerk shakily measure Collin's foot. Collin was pleased that he'd found some of his uncle's socks in the clothes basket to wear. A solid charcoal pair with an almost sheerness to them. The aged clerk noticed and smiled knowingly. The aroma of Rex and Collin's sweat mingled and danced up into the older man's nose.
"I think some nice leather loafers would impress Uncle Rex, Collin!" Auntie Lorna smiled as she rubbed Collin's arm.
The clerk agreed. "Oh, yes! Leather loafers in a deep brown. That would suit you well! And a pair of nice trainers too as you said. Let me show you a few choices."
And soon the clerk was off in the back room, boxes banging and paper crinkling as he searched for the right size.
"He likes you Collin, as you try on the shoes...rub your socked toe on his crotch!" Auntie Lorna giggled.
Collin looked horror filled. But nodded.
"Yes, Auntie. I will and I bet he punches me out!"
Lorna knew better.
"I'll leave you the credit card. It's here on the seat. I'll go the ice cream shop around the corner and kill time. Meet me there in 30 minutes after some hot sex!"
Collin smiled.
"I think you...are crazy!" But he meant it in fun and with new found love for this older sex guru lady.
Lorna in her faux fur swept out with their bags of new things for Collin and the young man was left feeling very alone and twiddling his bare socked feet.
The aged clerk was back in what seemed an age. He had the loafers and a pair of sleek white trainers as well. He knelt and pushed the leather shoe over Collin's moist socked foot. It felt great and looked damn fine.
The other foot, still socked, worked its way the older man's crotch as he knelt.
Collin's toe playfully poked the zipper of his well-worn suit pants.
Much to Collin's shock...the man had a boner inside.
"Oh, sorry sir! I must have slipped!" Collin said in a flurry of words.
The twenty-one year-old brown haired novice looked more scared than sexy.
"Oh, really? Where did the wise old girl go?" The older man asked as he stood smoothing back his oily silver white hair and twiddled his moustache eagerly.
"She's waiting at a shop nearby until...ummm until we are done," Collin rather stammered and began to sweat.
His new brass rimmed spec began to steam up over his eyes.
The old frump clerk moved on rather nimble feet and turned the 'closed' sign around in the door.
Click, the door was locked.
He turned and smiled. His obvious false teeth looked far too white and shark-like.
"Well my little newbie, let me show you a few things a guy of seventy something knows...and is still damn good at!"
The clerk moved and pulled Collin up by his thin arm.
Collin took deep breaths. This was good...right? His mind was racing.
He kicked off the new shoe the man had pressed on his foot. Slowly he stumbled out of the shop's main area still in his uncle's worn socks that he sort of 'borrowed' and found himself in a very private stock room and office.
Collin was thrown, literally, onto an overstuffed chair by a seedy looking desk.
The old man was now yanking at his new trousers...Collin was shocked just how aroused he truly was. His uncut cock leapt out of the folds of clothing that was being tugged free of his body. Collin sat in just his aromatic dark sheer socks...naked from the waist down.
And then the old man shocked him...truly!
