Date: Mon, 13 Mar 2023 14:25:57 +0100 (CET)
From: karcamel@tutanota.com
Subject: Live and let spy  Part 2

Live and let spy

Part 2


Kevin tried not to panic. Instead, he watched over and over the video that
the hidden camera had taken. It left nothing unclear. Everything was
visible sharply and clearly.  His fetish was no longer a secret, at least
not for his son. He put the camera back where it was and then wiped out the
files showing he had moved the camera so Danny wouldn't notice that he knew
about spying.

Kevin called Danny in the afternoon. It was shocking to hear the buzz and
think about what Danny thinks when he sees the caller. He had to call. He
couldn't live for fear that Danny would desert him. He wanted to hear his
voice, try to sense some of the nuances of it perhaps. He had to come up
with a reason why he was calling.

"Hi, Danny, this is Dad. How are you?" Kevin said and tried to sound as
natural as possible; Danny didn't know he knew about the camera. "I'm okay,
Dad," Danny answered, and Kevin didn't hear anything special in his voice.

"Nice to hear that. What have you been up to?"

"Nothing special. I been with the boys and played football and at home on
the Play Station. Why do you ask? "

"No particular reason; I guess a father can call his son and ask what's
up," he replied, still trying to be as natural as possible. "Do you have
any wishes for next weekend?"

"No, I don't. It's enough to be together. "

Kevin didn't hear anything in his son's voice, indicating he knows what he
does when he is alone. It was relieving but somehow strange as well.


Danny wondered. His dad called and asked how he was doing. It was weird; he
doesn't usually call in the middle of the week unless he has something
important to do or say. Now he called without a real reason. He began
wondering if he might have been caught spying. He connected remotely to the
camera, but there were short clips in which Dad moved around the room.

Danny found it really exciting to think Dad had a passion for boys of his
age. He understood quite well that many boys his age would've been
frightened and told another adult, or at least a friend, about that. Danny
decided to keep it a secret. He began recalling how his father treated him
in the past, and whether there were any signs in him that he would've been
interested in him in that particular way, but he couldn't find any.

Anyway, it was all something that made Danny get excited too. He wondered
how the little boys felt like having sex with adult men. In the video his
father was watching, the man had finally put his penis in the boy's butt,
and they both felt comfortable. Thinking of that, his pecker hardened, and
he needed to caress himself from down there. He had already learned to
masturbate and soon needed it many times a day. He started wondering if he
would want to be that little boy in the video.

Danny sounded utterly natural on the phone, so Kevin began doubting if he
had watched the video at all. He knew, though, that he had done so. The
video had been uploaded once before him, so the matter was not
ambiguous. He wondered what Danny would end up thinking about what he
saw. Clearly, he hadn't told his mother; he would most certainly have heard
of that right away. That naturalness on the phone... no sign that he
would've considered him somehow worse than before.  As if he had quietly
accepted what he had seen.

Kevin was free from work for the rest of the week, so he could go to the
bar to drink beer without fear of a hangover the next working day. He sat
alone in the evening at a bar with country music. The bar was half
empty. The evening attracted nothing more than half-drunks or summer
vacationers.

He sat at the corner table and stared at the long-necked beer bottle. And
was wondering. He was really thinking about how he would move on from now
on.  Danny would come on Friday anyway, and the encounter couldn't be
avoided.  People often get ideas while drunk. Sometimes sinister, sometimes
awful visions.

Kevin came home a little after midnight. He was really intoxicated, and the
idea had gotten him excited. He turned the camera toward his bed and put
the laptop so that everything on the screen would be recorded on the camera
as well. He opened a video from an encrypted folder where a boy about ten
years old was riding a really big cock.  Kevin let the video run and took
off all his clothes. He oiled his rock-hard cock with the lubricant so that
it glistened in the light of the laptop screen.

Kevin watched the video and jerked his slippery cock. He got more and more
excited about the idea of his own son watching the video. He thought about
Danny watching as he enjoyed beating his horny organ. He would also see a
video he was watching. In a video, the boy got a thick, veined cock inside
him. Kevin got excited more and more all the time. Every time he was on the
verge of orgasm, he stopped jerking. He didn't want to cum too fast; he
wanted to enjoy the feeling. Then he got the idea that he didn't feel as
good anymore in the morning.

In the morning, Danny made a remote connection to a spy camera. He noticed
that a huge video file was stored there. Mom was at work, and he was home
alone, so he downloaded the file to his computer and opened it. In the
video, his dad first placed the laptop in his bed. He thought it was pretty
weird. He was lying in bed and typing something Danny couldn't see because
dad's head covered the screen. Then, as he moved away, he saw what kind of
video he had launched. On the screen, the little boy sat on top of an
insanely big cock and slowly descended so that it went entirely inside
him. The boy had clearly done it before because he didn't seem to suffer
from it but rather enjoyed it.

Then he saw how dad came to bed. He sat to lie on his side, so he wouldn't
hide the laptop screen. He squeezed a glittering liquid from a tube that
reads 'glide' int his hand and spread it on his cock. Then Danny realized
it wasn't a coincidence that the camera had been turned to shoot the
bed. His dad jerked off his slippery cock and watched as the little boy got
a big cock in his ass.

Then he suddenly looked straight at the camera for a little while. He
continued doing what he did, taking a break occasionally in his
jerking. And then, because Danny had learned to masturbate too, he realized
dad didn't want to rush with orgasm. Then his dad closed the video, opened
an image folder on his laptop, and clicked on the image.

In the picture, Danny was eating ice cream.

Kevin closed the video and opened the folder right on the desktop. He was
so horny he could do almost anything. He clicked on the first subfolder
with a picture of Danny eating ice cream. It wasn't what he was looking
for. He clicked open a few more folders until he found the right one. The
pictures were taken last summer while he and Danny was swimming.

They borrowed a rowing boat and went swimming on a small island without
others.  In the pictures, Danny fools around naked. There were a lot of
pictures, he looked through them all and came back time and time again to a
few where Danny was up close, so his little willy was clearly visible.

Kevin zoomed in on the images with the mouse. He watched his naked son and
jerked off as if he had never jerked off. Eventually, the arousal was too
much, and he got an explosive orgasm. He shot his load towards the computer
screen. His cum flew virtually on his own child's face. It seemed like the
orgasm would never end. Kevin looked at the camera on the shelf with a
half-smile as the last waves of orgasm still shook his body.

Danny watched how his dad clicked open a few folders until he was left with
where last summer's beach photos were. He and his father have gone
swimming. Dad looked at pictures where Danny jumped and bounced and did all
sorts of tricks without clothes.  Dad jerked his slippery cock in his bed
all the time at a faster pace, and he saw his body tense to the
extreme. Dad's body arched, and his cock was dark red. His eyes squeezed
tightly, and he gasped for air like a fish on dry land. Then his cock began
to spit sperm in rapid pulses. It hit the laptop screen. To a close-up of
his face in a picture.

Danny had unobtrusively put his hand inside his pants and started jacking
off his dick as he watched his father reach the climax. Then he came
himself. He came harder than ever before. His orgasms were dry, and the
semen hadn't come yet, but no boy needed it to get an orgasm. At the end of
the video, Dad looked straight at the camera, and Danny thought he somehow
smiled mysteriously and then turned off the light from the bedside
table. The room had a dim light from the computer screen for a while. Then
it went off too.

Kevin woke up in the morning. His head was sore, he was terribly thirsty,
and he had a laptop with the lid down as a pillow. He picked up pieces from
his memory. After a moment, scattered memories of what he had done that
evening came to his mind.  He had given his son a 100% clear message about
what he wanted from him.

He didn't even know he had wanted anything like that until now. First,
Kevin was shocked and wondered how upset Danny would be after seeing it
all. Then he thought the damage may not have happened yet. He might still
be able to destroy the file because Danny might haven't seen it yet. A
feeling of relief took over his chest, but only momentarily. The camera
files showed clearly that the file had already been downloaded once.


TO BE CONTINUED

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