I don't know what he was doing, but the annoying teen didn't notice me approach.
I put my head in behind the counter, and saw the monitors he had, which showed the content of the screens of the rented computers in small frames.
Details were difficult to make out, but there was no mistaking, that one of the screens was showing porn. The boys had been quick.
He also had another monitor, with different views of the big room from various angles. Everything was monitored it seemed.
And yet, the young boys had been allowed to watch porn, for well over 15 minutes. There was no way he could have missed that.
"Do you think it's legal to allow 8 year old kids to watch porn?" I asked in an accusing voice.
The teen was startled, when my loud voice tore him away from whatever had had his attention.
Then the words sank in, and he looked scared. Really scared.
Even though he had been an asshole earlier, I felt a little bit sorry for him now.
"Hey, it's ok. It's not that bad." I said, trying to calm him down.
His face was red, and he still hadn't said a word in reply.
"Ok tell you what" I continued. "I personally believe, like you do it seems, that kids should be allowed some privacy to explore and have fun."
He listened, but still said nothing.
"So here's what you are gonna do." I said, and hopped over the counter.
"Hey, you can't do that" he started to protest.
"Shut up. We turn off this monitor here" I said, as I pressed the power button, "and this one here" I said and switched off the screen.
"Then nobody has to know what you did, and the boys can have some privacy".
He just looked at me. No longer as scared, but still aware that he potentially was in big trouble.
His silent consent was the best I could hope for.
I tossed 20 bucks on the counter, and ordered him to fetch me 4 Mountain Dew.
While he was busy obeying, I discretely pulled out the video input cables on the back of the 2 monitors I had turned off, and broke the connectors.
Even if he tried to snoop, he wouldn't be able to. At least not right away.
Then I hopped back over the counter, and waiting for my 4 cans.
When I got the cans, I gave him another 20 note.
"This is for another 2 hours on both computers near the back".
Finally he spoke.
"But the first 20 covered more than the Mountain Dew and the computer time" he said.
"Keep the change. Both for the sodas and for the computer time. And be a smart boy now, then you don't get in any trouble"
Now he had knowlingly let underaged boy watch porn, and he had accepted a bribe.
I felt confident that I wouldn't get more trouble from him.
With that taken care of, I had to make a hard decision:
Which of the boys should I try to get some time alone with, for some fun?
Cute little red head Carl, who seemed to love cocks?
Cute cuddly Don, who seemed to enjoy physical contact so much?
Or sexy hot Jimmy, who seemed to be so horny that he couldn't keep his hands off his dick?