The Spy Cam - Part 1

"THE SPY CAM" 

A STORY OF FICTION BY CATMAN

Part 1 of 2

 

I'm not one of those people who suffers from An Obsessive Compulsive Disorder as a "neat freak"!  In fact, my little one bedroom apartment usually looks like a disaster!  It may look like a mess,  but in all of the chaos, I know where everything is at.

It was odd, because over a period of about six weeks, I found things out of place.  Especially, in my bedroom, bath and refrigerator.  I found things were missing, used,  re-arranged and just plain different from the norm in my apartment.

I live alone.  Don't have a roommate.  My landlord is a very elderly man who calls to get my approval if he needs to get into my apartment.  I gave my sister a key.  She lives more than 600 miles away and only visits once a year. 

I mentioned it one day to a friend who owns an odd little business out at the Mall.  The store specializes in all kinds of electronics.  Kyle is sort of an electronic's geek.  He said that he had some spy camera equipment that he would loan me.  

I agreed and he came in and installed it.  The cameras were "motion-activated".  Anything that happened in my apartment would be captured by the cameras.  Kyle, very enthusiastically,  took this on as a personal challenge to see what was happening in my apartment.

Two weeks later, Kyle arranged to meet with me.  We sat down to watch the camera images.  As we watched, he laughed and giggled with all of the footage of ME!  I really hadn't given much thought to the fact that the cameras were also filming while I jacked-off and pleasured myself with some of my

very adult sex toys.

 

We did discover that the landlord's maintenance man had used a pass-key to come in and steal beer and beverages from my fridge.  (I really liked Kevin and didn't want to get him in trouble.  I would have to have a talk with him.)

There was even some footage where he had taken off his clothes and jerked-off in my kitchen!  (I was a little surprised, but not offended by what I saw.)  I definately would deal with him, on my own terms, later!

 

The video continued to run, which had captured me with a trick, that I brought home just two days ago.  It was a little embarrassing, but kind of erotic.  I felt like a Porn Star!

Kyle insisted on watching all of the action.  I noticed that he had a big boner tenting the front of his pants.  I thought it odd that I've known Kyle for a few years, and this was the first time I took notice of his good looks.  Actually, I had always assumed he was straight.

Not being one to mince words, I said, "Gee, looks like you've got a little problem growing down there!  It must be really uncomfortable.  Go ahead and pull it out!  After all, it's only fair, I should be allowed to see yours, since you are looking at mine on the screen."

Kyle seemed a little shocked and just froze, as if he didn't know what to do!  I took the initiative and reached over to unzip his trousers.  His giant dick sprung out!  I began by stroking him with one hand and my own which I had pulled out of my jeans.

 

He said nothing, and didn't even acknowledge what was happening, (at least, at first!)  Then he reached over to wrap a hand around my cock.  After a few minutes of jerking each other, I stood and stripped off my clothes.  He watched me, instead of the screen, as I got naked.   

I guess, he got the hint!  He paused the tape long enough to stand and peel off his own clothes.  With the video running again, we imitated the action on the screen.  We sucked each other off, long before the fucking began on the video.

 

We both had gotten off!    After a few minutes to recover, Kyle asked, "I know you probably want this tape as evidence against Kevin, but would you mind if I took it and made a copy?"