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Subject: LIVE AND LET SPY Part 2 LIVE AND LET SPY Part 2 DAD: I tried not to panic. I watched over and over the video that the hidden camera had taken. It left nothing unclear. Everything was visible sharply and clearly. My fetish is no longer a secret, at least not for my son. I put the camera back where it was and then wiped out the files showing I had moved the camera so he wouldn’t notice that I knew about spying. I called Danny in the afternoon. It was shocking to listen to the buzz and think about what Danny thinks when he sees the caller. I had to call, I couldn’t live for fear that Danny would desert me. I wanted to hear his voice, try to sense some of the nuances of it perhaps. I had to come up with a reason why I was calling. “Hi, Danny, this is Dad. How are you? ” I said and tried to sound as natural as possible, Danny didn’t know I knew about the camera. “I’m okay, Dad.” Danny answered, and I didn’t hear anything special in his voice. “Nice to hear that. What have you been up to? ” “Nothing special. Been with the boys and played football and at home on the Play Station. Why do you ask? ” “Nice to hear. What have you been up to? ” “Nothing special. Been with the boys and played football and at home on the PS. Why do you ask?” “No particular reason, I guess a father can call his son and ask what’s up.” I 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. ” I didn’t hear anything in Danny’s voice that would indicate he knows what I do when I’m home alone. It was relieving, but somehow strange as well. DANNY: Dad called and asked how I was doing. It was weird, he doesn’t normally call in the middle of the week unless he has something important to do or say. Now he had no real reason. I began wondering if I might have been caught spying. I used the laptop to remotely connect to the camera, but there was nothing but short clips in which Dad was moving around the room. I found it really exciting to think Dad had a passion for my peers. I understood quite well that many boys my age would’ve been frightened and told to another adult, or at least a friend. I decided to keep it a secret. I began recalling how my father treated me in the past, and whether there were any signs in him that he would’ve been interested bursa escort in me in that particular way, but I couldn’t find any. Anyway, it was all something that made me get excited too. I was wondering how the little boys felt like having sex with adult men. In the video the father was watching, the man had finally put his penis in the boy’s butt and they both felt comfortable. Thinking of that, my own willy hardened and I had an immense need to caress myself from down there. I learned to masturbate and soon found myself needing it many times a day. I started wondering if I would want to be that little boy in the video. DAD: Danny sounded completely natural on the phone. I began doubting if he had watched the video at all. I knew, though, that he had done so. The video had been uploaded once before me, so there was no ambiguity in the matter. I wonder what Danny will end up thinking about what he sees. Clearly, he hadn’t told his mother, I would most certainly have heard of that right away. That naturalness on the phone… no sign that he would’ve considered me somehow worse than before. As if he had quietly accepted what he had seen. I was free from work for the rest of the week, so I could go to the bar to drink beer without fear of a hangover the next working day. I sat alone in the evening at a restaurant with country music. The restaurant was half empty. The evening attracted nothing more than half-drunks or summer vacationers. I sat at the corner table and stared at the long-necked beer bottle. And I was wondering. I was really wondering how I would move on from now on. Danny would come on Friday anyway and the encounter couldn’t be avoided. You often get ideas while drunk. Sometimes bad, sometimes very bad ideas. I came home a little after midnight. I was really intoxicated, and the idea had gotten me excited. I turned the camera toward my bed. I put the laptop so that everything on the screen will be recorded on the camera as well. I opened a video from an encrypted folder where a boy about ten years old was riding a really big cock. I let the video run and took off all my clothes. I oiled my rock-hard cock with the lubricant so that it glistened in the light of the laptop screen. I watched the video and jerked my slippery cock. I got more and more excited about the idea of my own son watching the video. bursa escort bayan I thought about how he’ll be watching as I enjoyed beating my horny organ. He would also see a video of a boy getting a thick, veined cock inside him. I got excited more and more all the time. Every time I was on the verge of orgasm I stopped jerking. I didn’t want to come too fast, I wanted to enjoy the feeling. Then I got the idea that didn’t feel as good anymore in the morning. DANNY: In the morning, I made a remote connection to a spy camera. I noticed that a remarkably large video file was stored there. Mom was at work, and I was home alone, so I downloaded the file to my own computer and opened it. In the video, Dad first placed the laptop in his bed. I thought it was pretty weird. He was lying in bed and typing something I couldn’t see because his head was in front. Then, as he moved away, I 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 completely inside him. The boy has clearly done it before because he didn’t seem to suffer from it, but rather enjoy it. Then Dad came to bed. He sat to lie on his side, so he wouldn’t hide the laptop screen at all. He squeezed a glittering liquid from a tube that reads ‘glide’ into his hand and spread it on his cock. Then I realize it’s no coincidence that the camera has been turned to shoot the bed. 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. Then he suddenly looked straight at the camera for a little while. He continued doing what he did, taking a break from time to time in his jerking. And then, because I had learned to masturbate myself, I realized he didn’t want to rush with it. He then closed the video and opened an image folder on his laptop and clicked on the image. In the picture, I eat ice cream. DAD: I closed the video and opened the folder right on the desktop. I was so horny I could do almost anything. I clicked on the first subfolder with a picture of Danny eating ice cream. That wasn’t what I was looking for. I clicked open a few more folders until I found the right one. I took them last summer while Danny and I were swimming. We had borrowed a rowing boat and went swimming escort bursa on a small island where there were no others. In the pictures, Danny fools around naked. There are a lot of pictures, I 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. I zoomed in on the images with the mouse. I watched my naked son and jerked off as if I had never jerked off. Eventually, the arousal was too much, and I got an explosive orgasm. I shot my load towards the computer screen. My cum flew virtually on my own child’s face. It seemed like it would never end. I looked at the camera on the shelf with a half-smile as the last waves of orgasm still shook my body. DANNY: Dad clicked open a few folders until he was left with where last summer’s beach photos were. My father and I have gone swimming. There was no sign of anything like this. Dad looked at pictures where I jumped and bounced and did all sorts of tricks without clothes. Dad jerked his slippery cock all the time at a faster pace, and I saw his body tense to the extreme. His 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. They hit the laptop screen. To a close-up of my face. I had unobtrusively put my hand inside my pants and started jacking off my own dick as I watched my father reach the climax. Then I came myself. I came harder than ever before. My orgasms were dry, the semen hadn’t come yet, but no boy needs it to get an orgasm. At the end of the video, Dad looks straight at the camera and I think he somehow smiles mysteriously and then turns off the light from the bedside table. For a while, the room has a dim light from the computer screen. Then it goes off too. DAD: I woke up in the morning. My head was sore. I was terribly thirsty and had a laptop with the lid down as a pillow. I picked up pieces from my memory. After a moment, scattered memories of what I had done that evening came to my mind. I had given a 100% clear message to my son about what I wanted from him. I didn’t even know I had wanted anything until now. I was shocked, and I wondered how upset Danny would be after seeing it all. Then I thought the damage may not have happened yet. That I might still be able to destroy the file because Danny might not have seen it yet. A feeling of relief took over my chest, but only for a moment. The camera files clearly showed that it had already been downloaded once. TO BE ota

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