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Subject: Vegas Voyeur, Part II (gay/adult-youth) The following story is fictional. None of the events, characters, businesses or cities are real. Please do not read if you are under 18 or if the content is illegal in your jurisdiction. Email me if you liked the story or want to comment at vereinington@secmail.pro. Thanks, Vance. Nifty needs your donations to provide this valuable platform http://donate./donate.html VEGAS VOYEUR, Part 2 Recap: I had spent the last two days installing a high-end alarm and security camera system in every room of a large house occupied by a man named Jim and three boys between the ages of 11 and 14, While installing the system I had seen the boys swimming – two wore sexy revealing swimsuits and one was naked. Overcome with the desire the see more of the boys, I had secretly given myself access to the security cameras, which could be viewed remotely on a smart phone. CHAPTER TWO: What I Saw I spent the next day logging into Jim’s security system from my phone hoping to get glimpses of the three gorgeous boys while still trying to get some work done at my shop. The olive-skinned tween named Jake woke up earlier than the others. He was wearing boxer briefs and nothing else. I watched as he went into the kitchen and poured himself a bowl of cereal, then plopped down on a couch and watched cartoons on a large flat screen. I switched between cameras to see what was going on in the other two boys’ rooms; they were still sleeping as of 9:00 am. As the day got lighter the resolution and quality of the picture in the sleeping boys’s rooms improved. I zoomed in and looked at Keith, the golden-haired beauty who had been wearing the translucent white swim trunks the day before. He was lying on his stomach with a sheet covering most of his body. There was not much to see there. I switched over to the bedroom of the skinny dark-haired boy who had been wearing the string bikini bottoms the day before. He was lying on his back in bed with a white bedsheet covering his mid-section. His unclothed legs and upper body were exposed. I wondered what, if anything, he was wearing on the part of his body that was covered by the sheet. I zoomed in to his lightly muscled, smooth chest with its dime size nipples, then panned down ordu escort toward his groin area to see if anything was visible – I was hoping to spot a bulge, or if I was lucky some morning wood. Instead, I saw what can only be described as a circus tent; the large upright shape of his erect penis held up the thin fabric of bedsheet like the center-pole of a yurt. “Damn!” I thought to myself. My scheme to hijack the security system was already paying off. I switched the video feed to a large monitor in my office to try to get a better look. Judging from the height of the protrusion, the kid’s impressive shaft had to be at least eight inches. I felt a tightness in my work pants as my hard cock pressed against the front of my Dickies. I was tempted to jerk off right then, but decided to be patient and see what developed. I watched the monitor for a good ten minutes and the kid barely stirred; the only movement on camera was the expansion and contraction of his stomach as he breathed. I panned up to the boy’s face. His closed eyes were framed by long dark lashes and his large lips were slightly parted. His baby smooth skin and small nose made him look like he was 12 or 13, but his long, lean body and the enormous projection from his groin suggested he might be a bit older. I panned down to his lower body. His thin, sun-browned legs were long and hairless, and almost shiny in their smooth perfection. I spent a good 20 minutes perving the kid up and down and watching him sleep, then got back to work on another computer, but my eyes constantly returned to the monitor as if pulled by magnets. After what seemed like an eternity I saw movement. The kid was sitting up in bed. I got closer to the monitor, transfixed. The boy grabbed his erect cock and gave it a couple tugs through the thin linen of the sheet. Then, in one swift motion, he flicked the white sheet off his body and onto the floor. He was completely naked, and his cock was now exposed, sticking straight up from a small patch of dark pubes between his spread legs. He lay back on his pillow and stroked his erection, his right hand traveling up and down its considerable length. I determined that the kid was uncircumcised, but his penis was of such a size that his foreskin osmaniye escort was pulled almost completely back onto the shaft revealing a shiny pink head. I panned back a little to get a better view of the kid and hit the “record” button. His monumental tool was not only long, it was thick. The impression of size was enhanced by the lean, boyish body it was attached to. He was at least 8 inches long; maybe longer. The boy’s left hand began to stroke his balls. The testicles, which had been hanging loosely, drew up tight to his body as he worked his erection. They were surprisingly small and out of scale with his massive boner. What would have been a normal sized ball sack on a 13 or 14-year-old-boy seemed much too small for the large appendage they were attached to. The boy’s left hand traveled beyond his balls, to his taint and ass. My perspective from above and to the left of the boy’s bed didn’t allow me a view from the other side. I would have loved to see the kid’s asshole and taint, but had to make do with what I could see. I couldn’t tell if he was rubbing the area between his balls and ass or fingering his hole as he stroked himself in his nether region. His hips bucked slightly as he worked his shaft and his left hand deserted his crotch to caress his stomach and chest. The boy’s head lifted from his pillow to look at his cock, then his butt cheeks clenched and he thrust his groin skyward. I knew it was about to happen, and I was correct. A thin white jet of semen was expelled forcefully from his cockhead, followed by another and another. The shots flew across his abdomen and landed on his neck, then chest, then stomach, followed by two weaker pulses that sent the white liquid streaming down his shaft and puddling in his pubic hair. The kid lay still for a half a minute, then got up and walked towards the camera, passing underneath it as he entered the adjoining bathroom. For a short moment, his cum-covered chest and erect, wet cock were in clear view. I heard a shower being turned on and switched off the recording. My own cock, aching and confined in my work pants, had been leaking cum during the entire show. I knew I had to go back and watch the recording and relieve my overflowing balls, but I decided ostim escort to check in on the other two boys first. Jake was not in his room. I switched to Keith’s room but it was empty as well. I found both boys in the family room off the kitchen watching “Bojack Horseman” and giggling. Their father Jim, (or guardian or whatever he was), stood in the kitchen talking to the older hispanic lady. I had missed Keith waking up and getting dressed – I wondered if he had jerked off like the other kid. I knew that there could be much to miss if I wasn’t recording, so I resolved to set up a system that would record all cameras at all times. That way I could review the footage at my leisure and save the good parts, and I could get back to work and not have to monitor the proceedings in real time. I reviewed the footage of the lean, dark haired boy jerking off, and masturbated to the powerful climax of one who had been mentally edging for over an hour. I spent the rest of the morning assembling and testing the drive that would capture the boys’ most intimate moments. I enabled the feature on the security cameras that would cause them to record when their sensors detected motion or body heat. I got a quick thrill as each camera feed was hooked up to the massive hard drive, sending its treasured data to be stored for later viewing. I was on a deadline to design and spec a system for another client so I had to leave the “boy project” for several hours to concentrate on real work. I felt a tingle of excitement in my groin as my mind returned again and again to the fact that I was recording the goings on in the house full of sexy boys. Finally, I allowed myself to stop working and survey the recordings. I checked the feed from the masturbating boy’s bedroom. There was a little footage of him leaving his bathroom naked after showering and pulling clothes from drawers before getting dressed in shorts and a tank top, then leaving the room. I fast forwarded through hours of mundane footage captured throughout the day, pausing when it looked like something interesting might happen, but being disappointed by the unremarkable lives of the homeowner and his three wards. I watched Keith and Jake wrestle on a deep pile rug for a few minutes then quickly return to playing video games. Well, it was better than Netflix… I left my office around 8:00pm and hoped something good would show up tomorrow morning. NEXT CHAPTER: THE MOVIE GETS BETTER Other stories by Vance Von fty//gay/adult-youth/vegas-voyeur

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