Date: Fri, 12 Jul 2013 04:46:15 -0700 (PDT) From: derek james Subject: The Adventures of Rex I: Rex and The Mad Medium (part one) WARNING: The following is for adults only(18+). It contains depictions of sexual acts between men. If this offends you or is inappropriate for you to read, go no further. If not, enjoy!!! Remember that Nifty needs our help: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html "THE ADVENTURES OF REX" stories are a celebration of one man's journey into middle age with a raging hard-on, a passionate nature and his handsome head held high! *****LOOK!!!! Other 2012 and 2013 "Adventures of Rex" can Be Found In: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/encounters/adventures-of-rex/ AND http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/beginnings/adventures-of-rex/ AND http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/encounters/adventures-of-rex/ And (NEW!!!!!) http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/adult-friends/adventures-of-rex/ The Adventures of Rex I: - Rex and The Mad Medium (Part One) Rex has always kept a wild and wonderful assortment of friends during his sexy adult life as his many adventures tell but no friend was as wild and dangerous as, Madame Hilda Parsons! Hilda Parsons aka Madame Hilda was a spiritual medium of sorts. According to her advertisement in the local papers, a woman with a gift for locating loved ones in the great beyond. Rex had known her for several years as more of a crackpot neighbour whom he enjoyed chatting with over the occasional cup of tea. Her tales of contacting spirits could make the average listener tingle with a bit of uncertain spookiness that her stories seemed to create down the backs of their spines. Rex always had a deep respect for her work even if it seemed all very farfetched and really not his personal "cup of tea" at all. Collin had encountered her on several occasions since he moved in with his Uncle Rex and he found her "over friendly" ways towards his uncle just a bit too much. Uncle Rex never did seem to see how she, for a MILF style, large busty woman near 60, batted her large eyelashes and giggled like a school girl. Collin was certain Hilda was after Uncle Rex...and not just for quick cup of tea! Hilda was polite to Collin, he was Rex's 23 year-old nephew after all, but she just brushed him aside to focus her attentions mainly on Uncle Rex. Hilda tried to take care of herself physically. But weight was always a problem and she remained a large woman with ample breasts that most men and a few women always noticed long before they gazed upon her dyed jet black hair which she kept up in large bun or her big round dark eyes set off with plenty of extra eye shadow. Big thick ruby painted lips also added a touch of pizzazz to what would be classed as an aging, puffy face. Hilda never married...relationships seemed to go sour for her so often. Lovers now were few and far between. Men seemed to be scarce and getting scarcer in her book. Hilda was fully bisexual and found more succour these days in the company of her other mostly lesbian friends whom she found accepted her as she was...and secretly enjoyed her full figured body as if she was an ancient goddess of fertility. All in Hilda's private circle accepted that she was unique and strangely magical...if magic was real. And if you hung around with Hilda long enough, she'd have you believing in all sorts of stuff. She communed with the dead and brewed outlandishly potent mixtures that could heal, attract...or subtly control the drinker. Hilda was respected in her group of peers and maybe...just maybe...she was also feared! Hilda, all goodness and light...also had a darker side. This side was rarely seen...but the overly sensitive of this world, such as dear nephew Collin...well....let's just say, he could sense that not all was right with dear, sweet Hilda! Hilda worked from her home just a few doors down from Rex. Rex's home was more like a palace compared to Hilda's rather untidy abode in need of much work. Her work as a medium and psychic adviser paid fairly well but fixing up her old house was just one step too far for her monthly income. Her living room acted as her office, consulting room and a place to chill out when not working. She did keep a room down in her cellar just for brewing up herbal potions and who knows what else...since nobody ever saw the interior of her laboratory except the occasional spider. Hilda employed one helper part-time...a young man almost Collin's age. 24 year-old Silas was more cat-like than man...his strange dark eyes, mocha complexion, black hair; highly sleek...nearly skeletal body was more startling than attractive. He looked like an older version of Eddie Munster from the 1960's TV show. Hilda had located him at a magic and mystic convention in London a year ago and had been so impressed with his insightful personality, that she hired him on the spot as her personal assistant and all round errand boy. Collin had seen this strange nearly six-foot tall apparition around the neighbourhood and felt instantly nervous around him. He was not surprised to learn from Uncle Rex that Silas was Hilda's employee...Silas looked just a kooky and bizarre to Collin as Hilda did. Silas soon grew to know a great deal about his employer and he quickly realized she was rather powerful in more ways than he ever imagined when he first encountered her at the convention. Hilda took Silas under her wing and began to instruct him further in the arts and crafts of the mystic and magical world. It was on a sunny afternoon that Hilda sat brooding in her home office, pondering her life to date as she gazed out her front window, as she noticed Collin stride by looking so sharp and self-important. She always found Collin, Rex's beloved nephew, a bit too aloof and not all together readable. Hilda liked to be able to read other people and get a sense of them...Collin seemed to remain strangely guarded and remote. Rex, on the other hand, sent out warm and delightful vibes...Hilda found Rex's aura very masculine and highly sexual...almost super erotic! When she had moved into her old house on this quiet street nearly seven years ago, Rex had been one of the first neighbours she saw. It was an early Saturday morning and Rex rode past her front windows astride his racing bike. Dressed in only a tight black nylon cycler's suit and sporting trainers with short white socks...he looked incredibly fit and toned for a mature man in his 40's. The nylon fabric ended at just above his knees and covered his mid-section and chest so perfectly, revealing his tight ass and contoured chest for all to admire. And Hilda drank it all in...including his very shapely crotch mound...she carefully noted that his manly rise looked like it contained a mighty fine piece of equipment! And that wavy red hair slicked back just above his handsome face, slightly squinting in the morning sun....this all had left a lasting and very deep impression and Hilda became secretly smitten! Silas entered the room from the kitchen in the rear carrying a pot of freshly brewed herbal tea. Silas had fondly adopted the term, "Mistress" for his employer and he padded up to her daydreaming figure with reverence. "Mistress, here is the tea you enjoy. May I pour you a cup?" Silas asked dipping forward almost in a bow. "Thanks, Silas. Just pour me half a cup...I feel a bit moody today. Just as if my life at 60 is really slipping by...quickly. How on earth did I get to this point alone?" Hilda mused aloud to Silas who listened with great interest. "Mistress, you are still young and very attractive. I am honoured to be in your company here on the days I work for you. I am so very lucky to be mentored by such a great all-seeing, all-feeling, all-knowing wise woman as you!" Silas intoned as if by script and poured a steaming half cup of tea into Hilda's favourite china mug. "You are kind. A real suck-up artist...but I love you for it! No, just look. There goes Collin; Rex's trumped up nephew...walks around like he owns this street. And he gets the ultimate treat of living with that dear man Rex...that little creep gets Rex! Oh...Silas...it burns me up! I know that if Rex were alone and without dear Collin by his side...I'd have found a way to become...become closer than the occasional cup of tea we sometimes share!" Hilda babbled all the while glaring at Collin who by now had vanished into his uncle's front door. "Sweet Mistress, You are so wise and far too cunning to allow a mere boy of what, 23 years of age, to get the best of you! If you fancy Rex, then by all means Get Rex!" Silas said as he moved to sit on the sofa near Hilda's large arm chair situated by her messy old desk. "Now my sweet Silas, you're gay....what do you make of Rex?" Hilda asked as she sipped her tea. "Well, sweet lady...my gay inner-self finds Rex Davenport highly attractive and ultra sexy...I mean for 50....amazing....my heart skips a beat when I see that reddish-grey head bob along past these windows each day. So jaunty, such a spring in his super masculine loins...such..." Hilda broke into Silas' "Song of Rex" with a shrill tone. "OK....I get it. You think he's hot, too!! Well, what the hell I am to do? How do I get him?" Hilda queried thoughtfully stroking her long finger nail up and down her warm mug. "You, my Mistress Supreme, must find a ruse...a need to be alone with Rex without pesky Collin to intrude on your ulterior motives. You must get Rex all to yourself and then use your magical, mystical charms to entice and lure him to your....bed!" Silas moaned this as if in some orgasmic trance. "Watch out, Silas...You seem very turned on by Rex...remember....he's mine! Mmmm....now all I need do is create a situation in which dear, sweet Rex just happens to find himself all alone with me. Let me see. I do have a need to make a visit to a supposed deserted haunted house that the owners want "cleansed" of all evil spirits before it goes on the market. Silas, I may need your help this first time. You know as well as I do that Rex is really very bisexual and having a gay male helper by my side, this once...mind you, may be just the ticket!" Hilda chuckled playfully as she sipped the last of her tea. Silas nodded his approval. "Oh, yes....I'd love to help get Rex....for you, of course....Mistress!" "Good! I do see a plan forming in the hazy mists of my mind. You, Silas will be very much in the thick of it tonight! Let me explain it to you word for word....do all of it correctly, and you will have a reward! I may be able to part with a few of those dusty old magic books I keep tucked away that you ogle each time you see them...they are yours, if you come through for me tonight!" Hilda said soothingly as she stroked Silas' slender arm. Hilda spoke to Silas for about an hour, explaining and refining her plot for the evening. Silas understood it all...he knew what his role needed to be. ********************* Collin was not shocked by the tap at the door this late sunny afternoon just as his Uncle Rex was due home. He was sure Rex had forgotten his key yet again. When Madame Hilda stood on the doorstep, Collin was very surprised and hesitantly invited her to come in. She seemed troubled and sailed past Collin into Rex's handsome living room. Madame Hilda was all in a dither about a mission she was paid to carry out, an exorcism of sorts in an old empty house in a neighbourhood in South London. Hilda played Collin like a fiddle, or so she assumed, extolling him with her tale of supernatural unrest in the environs of the old abandoned house. Collin could sense something was up...what was her game? She never had two words to say to him and now she was spilling her heart out about this so called "haunted house mission". Hilda kept saying she was scared to go to the old house alone tonight and was seeking a companion to "just be there" while she worked through whatever spiritual energy she could locate. The new owners said they felt an evil presence or bad energy each time they came to the house to carry out renovations prior to putting it up for sale. The former tenants had left quickly a few months ago and said they could not spend another night in "that awful place!" Collin added a thought of his own. "Well you don't have to go alone....you have Silas, your helper. Let him go with you for support!" "True, dear child...but Silas is not really very manly....very slender and genteel...in that house of unrest I feel I need a real man....like your strong, steady Uncle Rex!" Hilda said in her most sincere tone possible. Collin smiled cautiously and knew Hilda's game instantly...he could see through this phony act. "Hilda, I am very sorry but Uncle Rex is not home and won't be for ages....working late tonight. Sorry!" "Really, love...oh, dear...and I felt so sure in my inner being that your uncle was going to get me through the uncertainty of whatever was lurking in that house. I so hoped he would be home. Maybe I could wait a bit...just in case..." Collin stood his ground and cut Hilda off. "Madame Hilda....if only we could help....but it's just not possible. And besides, Uncle Rex is exhausted when he gets home from the office. He'd really be too tired!" Collin said firmly. Hilda looked over at Collin. The 23 year-old former ugly duckling now stood taller, his thin but handsome angular face set off by a pair of striking round shaped brass framed eyeglasses. His serious eyes glared back at Hilda with a look of contempt. His once pock marked face now delicately groomed and treated with blemish masking cream...the look was almost flawless and Collin exuded an air of regal charm. Hilda despised him more now than ever. "Well, if that's true...what can I do? I am just out of luck!" Hilda said airily as she turned to leave, her large blousy kimono style dress billowing like a cloud of colourful satin. Much to Collin's horror and to Hilda's delight...Uncle Rex burst into the front hall looking fresh as a daisy and simply delicious in his stylish business attire. His dark blue suit and black slip-on loafers always made him look picture perfect. Hilda swooped forward in a very elaborate greeting which included a big hug and a kiss on the cheek to which Rex responded with a youthful bashful blush. Hilda stepped back and admired Rex in his dark blue tightly tailored suit. She let her eyes travel over his sculpted chest, swelling crotch and muscular ass. He was one "Fine Figure of a Man" for 50 in her book and she felt her pussy moisten in anticipation. She may be 60...but Rex made her feel like a gal of 25! "Darling man...you did come home on time. My stars told me you would. Collin said no....but he was wrong...you heard my pleas...you came!" Hilda sang as if in some stage play. Collin's stomach churned. Hilda was an actress and this was all too much! Hilda, on cue, began to weep. "Oh, Rex...I know you are tired and you just got home but...I need you. I really need your help tonight!" Bravely Collin interjected before Hilda got too far along. "I told her you were tired and needed your rest. Going along to some spook house was just out of the question!" Rex never took well to being told what to do or not do. "Collin, I am not exhausted and if our neighbour Hilda needs me....then she needs me. I can't refuse. She'd help us...we help her!" Hilda beamed. "Oh, Rex....thanks. I knew I could count on you. We won't be gone very long, only a few hours. It's only in South London. You just have to come along while I do my "spirit bit" and then we can go. Promise. I just want to feel safe. Silas is not man enough really in these situations and I know you are! Have a bite to eat and then Silas and I will pick you up....in about an hour. OK?" Rex agreed and Hilda glided out the front door. Collin shouted after her. "Hilda, I'll come too...then you will have plenty of guys around you in case the spooks act up!" Hilda whirled around like a mad tornado, her dark brown eyes like darts. "Collin, thanks but no! No room for you, sorry. My car is only big enough for me, Silas and your uncle...plus all my spiritual materials...no room at all. Sorry, love....you stay home. You just keep snug while I look after your Uncle Rex!" Collin watched Hilda vanish out the front door. Uncle Rex stood looking at Collin with his twinkling green eyes. "You look like you have just been slapped. I'll be fine. Hilda is a crackpot...nice but loony. I'll be fine!" Collin turned to face his handsome six-foot tall uncle...Collin's heart always melted at the sight of his executive look and mature, dashing manner. "Uncle Rex, please cancel. Just stay home...I need you here. I miss you...I am your nephew. I really think we should watch TV and eat popcorn...just us!" Collin near pleaded as he privately recounted just how much he adored his uncle for all he had done for him and mostly for sacrificing himself sexually to his maniacal father, a secret he was not suppose to know. Uncle Rex never spoke of that, ever! Rex was touched by his 23 year-old nephew's devotion and pure hero worship which he lavished upon his suave uncle. "Collin, we have so many nights at home. You just relax and enjoy yourself....walk around naked if you want!" Rex laughed and playfully poked Collin in the ribs. Collin watched his uncle move to the kitchen and toss together a quick super before he was due to leave. Collin tried to get his uncle to stay home but to no avail. Rex sat chewing a last mouthful and smiled over at worried looking Collin. "Hey, you know Hilda is just a nut....nice lady but a nut. And all I am doing is helping her out! Nothing to worry your cute little head over!" Rex sauntered to the front door still dressed in his work suit. "Damn, I never changed. Oh, well....hope the ghosts like a well dressed executive. Here I come!" Collin could hear the car pulling up to the curb outside as his uncle shut the front door behind him. Collin knew that this was bad. If only he knew the address of this house, he'd follow...and stop Hilda and Silas from who knew what. But deep down Collin did know what. He still secretly continued to record his uncle's private bedroom activities using his hidden spy camera. His uncle was a very sexual man and he had many men and a few women whom who enjoyed inviting into his large king-sized bed. Collin knew all this and watched hungrily. But he still hoped that someday his uncle would see him as more than his hard-luck nephew...and more like a lover! And now....Hilda....strange and slightly dangerous comes waltzing into his life. Collin felt very protective of his dear uncle and he would, at all costs....get rid of Madame Hilda! More to cum!!!