He lay back on the bed and listened to Auntie May's car go down the driveway, and thought about what he would find in the photo albums on the computer. He thought about getting up, but was too tired and decided on a few more minutes of sleep. He rolled over and went back to sleep.
When he next opened his eyes, it was almost 10:00 am, but he felt a lot better. He got up, went into the bathroom took and quick shower, walked nude into his Aunt and Uncle's room, found a pair of briefs in the dresser Auntie had put them on, then went back and sat down at the computer to find out what it was that May thought was so important that he know about. She obviously knew he had gotten past the password, he wasn't quite sure how she knew, although the computer was very likely to tell him if he looked in the right places, but that could wait.
He logged on using Max's DOB in reverse, and opened the main photograph file folder. Sure enough, just as Auntie had said, there were folders with names for him, Max, May, his Dad Jack, his Mom Rosie, and his grandfather John-pa, and then there were folders for several other names he didn't recognize.
He decided to try a "Troy," a name he didn't recognize, but he got the password screen, and when he couldn't crack the password after 5 minutes of trying he gave it up. If need be, he'd ask Auntie what was in it, and if he could see it.
Then he tried to open his folder. It too required a password, but it only took him a minute to find it. It was his DOB, but what he saw in his photo file caused him to break out in a cold sweat.
There were photos of him and Bryan, his current room mate and lover, in every sexual position it was possible for two young males to use. How had this happened? He and Bryan had always been very careful, they had never taken photos of themselves, and as far as he knew, no one else actually knew he had been having an affair with Bryan.
He checked the photos carefully, and saw they all seemed to be taken from a position above the window leading out of his dorm room onto the fire escape. They also only depicted him and Bryan on his bed, but nowhere else in his room, even though he and Bryan had engaged in sex on every piece of furniture, and location in the room. They had clearly taken over several months, all the photos were perfectly exposed no matter what the lighting conditions were, and all were in perfect focus.
His cock hardened as he scrolled through the photos and he began to vigorously masturbate when he found several of him with different girls, in various sexual positions, both of him screwing the girls doggie style, or them riding him, and one or two of his regular girlfriend Paula, riding his cock and then a few of her using a strap-on dildo to fuck his bottom doggie style. The photo of Paula fucking his bottom trigged his orgasm and his cum shot up all over his belly.
Had Uncle Max done this? Somehow he didn't think so. Max didn't strike him as a sneak, neither did Auntie, and anyway they were too far away. Someone else had to have placed the camera on the window frame and spied on him for months. He thought hard.
His first regular lover on campus was Billy, but he had dumped him after only a couple of months. He still remembered the note Billy had left him one Friday afternoon, giving him only the brutal explanation that Tom was not experienced enough to hold his interest, and that Billy was moving on with someone else that was better looking and a much better lover.
Billy was certainly capable of doing this. He had been electronics major, his family was in the private investigator business, and hence Billy knew a lot about surveillance cameras. Then about six months after Tom had met Bryan, Billy had suddenly dropped out of school with the lame explanation that he was tired of school and had decide to join the Navy. Then, Billy had just disappeared.
