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The Adventures of Rex VII: - Collin Goes to Gay Charm School (Part Four)
Paul wiped his hands upon the bedding on Rex's bed, his greasy fingers leaving smears on the linen.
Moving swiftly forward on his fat knees, he crawled over Rex's nude form and oozing erect cock to straddle over his chest. Next pulling the saliva filled sock from Rex's mouth with a yank; the open airway was heaven and Rex breathed through his mouth for the first time in what seemed like ages.
Rex gasped and gurgled. "Thank you for taking that out. I shall not yell loudly, I promise. Oh, the air feels so good again after that sock was jammed in my mouth!"
Paul unzipped his jeans and pulled free his thick uncut engorged cock...not as long by far as brother Rex's but wider in girth with a large dark mushroom shaped top brandishing a wide gaping slit that looked like a menacing evil eye as it faced Rex's open mouth.
"Sock is gone....cock is here! Get sucking, Rexy! Lunch is served!" Paul jeered as he pushed his erect manhood into Rex's wide open mouth. Rex writhed and squirmed as the cock pushed deep into his throat, nearly choking him with its thickness and large full cock-knob. Rex attempted to work his oral charms on his brother's meat but mentally it was so difficult to accept...and fully comprehend. His brother was "having him" and it was both truly erotic and revolting at the same time. His brother was SO NOT his usual type of male lover...BUT the forceful nature of this encounter had made Rex putty in his brother's more than capable hands.
Paul pushed and pulled his cock in and out of Rex's wet mouth; face fucking his brother after all these years of dreaming about it was....exhilarating! Rex, still fully tied onto all four corners of the bed, gallantly tried to please his brother using his skilled tongue and silky open throat. He worked hard at taking Paul's hard flesh fully and running his tongue all around the large bulbous top to please and hopefully pacify him. Rex began to taste his brother's pre-cum as it oozed out of the extra large cock slit. The salty-sweet mix was nectar for Rex...and he lashed his tongue around and in, delving and probing for more tasty juices.
Paul withdrew his glistening ruddy pink rock-hard tool from Rex's overzealous attempts at smoothing over years of brotherly unrest and moved off Rex's body, quickly shedding his jeans, grimy boxers, single remaining brown sock and sweaty shirt. Rex looked upon his naked older brother...vastly out of shape with his pot belly and near pendulous man-boobs covered with a dark furry jungle of hair. His raging thick hard-on protruded from under his belly fat and Rex could just about see a dark pubic nest at the base...fully grown and very tangled. Paul looked more like an over-sized caveman than his brother!
Paul moved over to Rex and raised his large hand over his brother's long, slender erect manhood. Rex barely had time to react as Paul grabbed the base of his exposed cock and ball sack squeezing them forcefully...the necessity to scream loudly was very hard for Rex to fully suppress. Rex, feeling the intense pain, yelped and bit his lip so hard it nearly drew blood. "You, brother dear...need to behave. I must un-tie you for what I want to do next...so, no shit!! You just play along and Collin will never know I was here...fuck up...and Collin goes bye-bye!!" Paul barked in his usual mean tone as he squeezed Rex's package as if trying to pulverize his balls.
"Yes...yes!! I won't try to escape or make too much noise...just get on with it!" Rex begged.
Paul's rugged hands moved over Rex's muscular limbs and freed his body from the silken ties. Rex gently rubbed his wrists and massaged his ankles...the silken shreds of robe had indeed left deep marks in his flesh. Rex sat up and cradled his long legs in his arms; he privately wished it was all over now...he was still aroused but far too worried about Collin stumbling in and seeing just what a monster his dad could be. He just had to play along and hope Paul made his exit soon!
Paul plopped his large body back into the chair opposite Rex's bed. He sat; tree-trunk sized legs wide open, and began to work his tight foreskin back and forth. His large mushroom cock-knob blazing a dark purple shade and oozing sticky pre-cum...Rex sat almost transfixed watching his brother masturbate. In all those years at home, Rex had never seen this activity...his brother had been the voyeur...not Rex.
"Pick up that big black vibrator you have on the foot of the bed from your toy collection...use it...let me see what you can do...pretend it's Collin's cock, although he never did have much manhood to spare...unlike that fucking huge dildo!" Paul ordered as he stopped stroking his thick tool and lit up another cigarette.
"You just leave Collin out of this...keep your warped fantasies to yourself! You want to see me fuck myself with this toy...fine...shut up and watch!" Rex said in a triumphant tone as he waved the large black vibrating phallus around.
Paul guffawed, smoked and stroked as Rex grabbed the tube of lubricant from the bedside table top drawer and spread his ass wide, nimbly preparing his hole for a work out. He sat back, legs held up, sweaty bare feet waving as he pushed his fingers deep into his now moist hole...his rosebud was so alive and sensitive....putting on a fuck show for his twisted older brother seemed a task he was more than up for!
Paul sucked in the smoke and through the haze he watched his brother fingering his own ass...his ginger furred ass crack...spread wide....looked so HOT and so deliciously forbidden! Rex grabbed the long black dildo and leaned fully back on his pillows so that his ass crack was aligned perfectly for Paul's viewing pleasure. Pushing the dildo in past his muscular rosebud was easier than he imagined...he was very turned on and he knew that Collin's freedom depended on his performance. Rex worked the long dildo in and out rhythmically; he really moved his hips and waved his feet about joyfully as if deep in passionate bliss...maybe he was?
Rex became so lost in his erotic performance that he was unaware that Paul had slithered off the chair and moved forward to hover at the foot of the bed, gazing directly into Rex's wide spread legs.
Paul hungrily watched the dildo moving in and out of Rex's yawning pink ass; the dildo now buzzed like an angry wasp as Rex had nimbly worked the switch of the battery powered motor onto full strength.
Paul puffed and blew the smoke into Rex's tender ass, Rex felt the warm cloud of smoke and he met his brother's eyes as continued to fuck himself deeper and with more purpose than before. Paul could now smell Rex's potent manly ass scent as he was just about a foot away from the action...his right hand now moved swiftly as he took hold of the dildo base, pushing Rex's fingers off completely and assuming the role of "fuck master". Thrusting the dildo fully into his brother's waiting ass was a thrill long overdue in his book and the sensation of feeling the pulsating toy throb madly deep inside was almost too much...he nearly exploded hot jizz right there and then!
Rex rested his bare feet upon Paul's chubby shoulders and he moved his hips wider apart, allowing the dildo full access to his inner velvet chamber. Paul carried on prodding and pummelling Rex's ass with the buzzing phallus over and over...Rex's cock was now straining and oozing plentifully as he began to work it with his two hands; fully enjoying his brother's fucking skills.
The dildo was removed from Rex's ass with a sucking sound and tossed, buzzing madly, aside on the bed. Rex, still propped wide open with his feet on his brother's shoulders, was astounded by the sudden change of venue...Paul moved completely between his open ass cheeks and covered his asshole with his large mouth. Paul, holding the cigarette in his left hand, blew hot smoke right up inside his brother's gapping ass cavity. The heat stung with intensity and almost equally wild pleasurable pulsations as Rex experienced something he'd never even imagined.
Paul pulled away, grinning madly and making little grunting sounds.
He then dragged again on his cigarette and quickly took the hot smoke and hungrily consumed Rex's throbbing cock deep into his steam filled mouth; the hot vapour and gasses swirling all round Rex's exposed pink cock-knob as he got his first "smoking blow job"!
Repulsed by the scent of all that toxic smoke but thrilled by the heat and moisture he found inside his brother's mouth...his cock bathed by Paul's tongue...a tongue warm like fire...danced all over his tender knob. His copious pre-cum juices filled Paul's hungry mouth and tantalized his taste buds, Rex's throbbing cock was near boiling point.
The large foyer of Senor Enrique's seemed so ornate and impressive that Collin nearly turned on his heels and left. The quick ride on the Underground had brought Rolf and Collin to the make-over king's grand flat in no time and the butler, dressed in full uniform, led them into a consulting room.
The room had a large mahogany desk, a three-sided mirror with a small raised platform in the centre and numerous wooden wardrobes crammed to over flowing with male apparel. A small dressing table sat in the corner with various bottles of cologne and other flat containers which seemed to Collin to be an array of flesh coloured shades of make-up.
The large door flung open and in strode a large man of about 50, his clothing seemed all black and his thick white hair was all swept up in lush waves upon his round head. He looked like a professor and wore half- spectacles that seemed very serious and he looked upon Collin with a haughty expression that sent a chill up his spine. Senor Enrique greeted Rolf cordially and spoke very correct English, as if on some BBC drama series of old. Rolf introduced Collin and Collin limply shook his hand. "Oh, Rolf....this poor creature is in dreadful shape. Just look! His spectacles are cheap. His face looks like a war zone and his posture...dreadful! And his clothing...straight for the bin!" Senor Enrique pronounced and Collin sunk back down on to the chair...nearly melting in to the carpet. He felt so unworthy of being here at all! Senor Enrique's large form whirled round and he gowned himself in what looked like a white lab coat. "We must get right to work. You...Collin....strip...now!"
Collin looked shyly over at the two men who stood and looked at him. "Everything off?"
"Yes and be quick. My stylist and bodywork specialist will be here any minute. I have had my butler give Rodane a call. He's on a very tight schedule but he will come at the drop of a hat in an emergency and you, Collin....are in need of help! Strip off!" Senor Enrique ordered with a full blustery effect.
Collin moved to the platform in front of the three mirrors and slowly began to pluck off his work outfit. One he thought was nice...things he had bought since starting his new job. He thought he had good taste...his Uncle Rex had more class by far...but Collin thought he was doing ok. His skimpy striped undies were the last item to be tossed aside.
Collin stood like a scrawny statue...little shrivelled dick and pimply skin all over...and his dark hair hung like a greasy string.
Rolf looked and saw potential and a soothing warm glow ran through the dear old bear's loins....Collin had a raw sex appeal. Maybe it was his being 23 years-old....but Rolf fancied Collin and delighted in this intimate look at him.
Puffed up Senor Enrique strode over to Collin and stood by the platform...making strange humming sounds. "Well, this body...needs a daily protein drink to build muscle and girth. The skin...very unhealthy, needs moisturizers and the face...needs a fine type of men's make-up to cover the acne scaring. And as for the clothes you wear...we must start you from scratch...a whole new look. As for those crappy plastic spectacles...new ones. I have frames you can select from and have your lenses made to fit. We...have lots to do!"
Collin looked soulfully at Senor Enrique in the mirror. "You like my hair...will it be ok?"
"Your hair....glory help your hair! My stylist will cut and dye it a bit...you need to be a bit more blonde; the shade of your hair is just too drab. And I know that Rodane will provide you with the right hair shampoos and conditioners!" Senor Enrique babbled quickly as if in a hurry.
"As for your manner and posture....another series of lessons will cover that...in a few weeks...no one will know you....you will be a new man!" Senor Enrique said as he examined the fallen clothes and tried not looking so repulsed.
The next hour whizzed by as Collin, staying fully nude, was given pointers on clothes to wear, selecting new frames for his spectacles and how to apply this special make-up to cover his scared face. The protein drink mix was set aside...enough for a month, after that Collin had to buy his own from a local health shop.
Collin's head ached but he drank it in....every word. The doors to the room burst open as Rodane stepped in. Rodane Challet was the most exclusive stylist in London and a dear friend of Senor Enrique's. Rodane looked very effeminate and wore a tight outfit that looked like a leopard skin suit. Collin had never seen such a person in his life!
Rodane's gestures were outrageous and his hair was white as snow and piled up like an ice cream cone upon his tall dramatic head. The entrance was very theatrical and Collin made a mad dash for his discarded clothing...he felt very naked.
Rolf stepped back and stood in complete awe of this stylist from the world of super glam.
"Darlings....do tell, is this the young man in need? He looks dead...is he from the local morgue?" Rodane shrieked with laughter and was joined by Senor Enrique. Collin wanted to just melt away. "Rodane, my love....yes, he needs a tanning booth pronto...but dear...it's his hair and skin that need work. Would you be so kind?" Senor Enrique greasily asked.
"For you...anything!" Rodane said as he minced forward and pointed at naked Collin who stood just near the platform. Rodane wore gloves and took one finger and poked Collin in the ribs. "Skinny, too. You...whoever you are....follow me to the bathroom...it's a tub, rub, cut and dye for you....and I may get rough!" Rodane said winking at Senor Enrique in a very knowing way.
Collin was ushered nude out of the room with Rodane leading the way, the door shutting behind them. Rolf moved to Senor Enrique. "What happens now?"
"Rodane will set about to cleanse him in the large guest bath, then move to the small dressing area adjoining for a full hair treatment and then a body rub down with oils and moisturizers." Senor Enrique said while looking thoughtfully at Rolf. "You have done much for him today and I owe you!" Rolf said with intensity.
The day was nearly over, the light was fading fast as Collin, exhausted and slightly more stylish than 12 hours before, made his way into the front door of his uncle's front door.
The house was dark and quiet and the faint odour of stale cigarette smoke wafted in the air like a blue haze of pollution.
Collin tiptoed in and switched on the inner hall light....no sign of his uncle. No smell of cooking. Just dead silence. Collin grew fearful. He was so excited to show his uncle just how much he wanted to be a new person. New looks, new style...new soul! Senor Enrique had set up a few follow-up meetings, his new spectacles were on order and his exercise routine and special drink mix were in a bag under his arm...he was ready to see his uncle as the new improved Collin. But the dark house and total silence threw him. Maybe Uncle Rex had a date...could be possible. Collin mused as he moved up the stairs toward Uncle Rex's room. A dim light shined under his closed door.
"Uncle Rex, I am home....can I come in?" Collin said in relief knowing Rex must be home.
"No, sorry Collin. Long day. I just need to rest. I'll see you at breakfast. Goodnight, sleep well." Uncle Rex said in a muffled way from under his bed clothes.
Collin became highly concerned and murmured a goodnight and crept into his little room.
He needed to know what happened after he left earlier...had Larry hurt him somehow? Had something upset his precious uncle? His secret camera recordings would shed some light...he prayed. He plopped down, dropped his bag and began to review his private recordings of his uncle's bedroom from the day now drawing to a close.
His eyes nearly popped as he watched a familiar and dreaded figure appear on his laptop screen. The recorded video showed his own hated father in his uncle's bedroom...and worse....with Rex! Collin watched in horror...now using headphones...trying to understand the sick family drama taking place before his very eyes.
The fact his beloved Uncle Rex was nude...and his father, smoking and belittling, stood over him... this made Collin's stomach turn. He nearly threw up. And the following hours of footage only grew darker and more incestuous! His father was a sadistic pig! The final act of his uncle's afternoon long sacrifice was twofold; he let his disgusting brother fuck him for nearly 30 minutes solid and then wrote him a large cheque...a cheque to save Collin's life from his evil father. A payoff to get the hell away from Collin...forever! A huge cheque...and all for him!
Collin's face awash with tears that burned his eyes and soaked his shirt; worthless Collin was freed from his monster father by Uncle Rex's complete and utter sacrifice. Rex had let his brother have him...in so many ways...and then paid him off. Collin never knew such love and loyalty in his whole 23 year-old life. Collin could not ever watch that video again....it was too painful and degrading for his poor Uncle Rex. Collin hit delete and the traces of the afternoon video vanished. BUT Collin would always know the truth...Uncle Rex set him free!
Collin glided silently to his Uncle Rex's closed bedroom door, the light inside now off. Collin stood before the door and swore an oath under his breath.
"Uncle Rex, I love you. You don't have to love me back, not the way I love you. I shall always be loyal to you...You saved me. And now I shall do all I can to make your life as wonderful as you have made mine!"
And from that moment on, the new and completely improved Collin, did just that!
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