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Uncle Rex

by Derek James

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Preface:

 

To be a gay adult male now in the 21st century and living in this age of acceptance and freedom is very exhilarating to say the least. My own father was not a role model for me, in no way at all. As luck and “whoever” lives up in the heavens had it, I found my way as young adult into my Uncle Rex’s life...and heart. I was kicked out of my home, nearly arrested and my Uncle Rex rescued me and set me on a path to a better life and acceptance of being a gay male. We all knew my uncle was gay or bi or pansexual and nearly fifteen years ago, it seemed exotic and totally refreshing to me. A guy who grew up too fast in the north of England and only heard crap about being gay. Uncle Rex opened the door and hell, I raced in. When I came to live with my uncle in North London I was just in my early 20’s and a fucking mess...what an asshole I was. Thought I knew it all. Uncle Rex, gently and with total class, mentored me and I grew in so many ways!

 

Now all these years have passed and Uncle Rex is still my hero, sappy but true! A very well educated and successful advertising man in the heart of the city and now well into his late fifties, he still amazes and...quite honestly, arouses me like nothing else on earth. The handsome six foot, reddish grey haired man who occasionally grows a cute moustache is for me the ultimate pin-up. Guess I love the older mature types; well Rex Davenport ticks all the right boxes twice over. He even cycles through London on weekends for hours to keep toned and boy, it shows! He is a stunner in his lycra...it hugs that tight cycler’s ass of his like a glove!

 

And the fact we can be completely open with each other about life and sexuality, is so wonderful. I knew so very much about my uncle and, with his encouragement, I began to write a kind of sexual memoir of his life. The whole idea swept me away and I began on weekends when not busy with my own growing career. And little by little, through using his journals and by grilling him like a detective, I have amassed a very nice computer file full of this remarkable man’s essence. The very intimate and vastly detailed look into being bisexual (for lack of a better term) and highly erotic in the later part of the 20th century until now.

 

Now the kick or the zinger for you all...Uncle Rex and I share a unique and fantastic fetish, the love of all things male foot oriented! I arrived in London and knew I was gay and knew, much to my shock and horror back then, that I loved men’s feet. Fuck! It made me think I was some pervy guy with mental issues. But hell, I was drawn to men’s feet...I mean drawn like a magnetic force. And hell, seeing my Uncle Rex’s socked feet very early on in our life together...it sent me into paradise. Yes, I fell in love with him and his size 11 delights!

 

The memories of Uncle Rex will also contain relevant memories of my own and together they weave a rich tapestry of erotic moments and full on sexual events.