Confessions of a Computer Tech.
In my occasional work as a computer repairman I go to people's houses and do spy ware sweeps and help them keep their computers working well. Sort of like a car tune-up for your computer. One day I was at a very nice family's home doing it for them. They had several computers and one of them was in their son's room. He was out of the house when I started but when I saw him later he was of average build and in his early teens.
As I was scanning his computer I saw the names of files flash by as the software did its work. I noticed some pornographic filenames and I decided to poke around his computer. I found that he had a rather impressive stash of porn on his computer. I peaked around his room and discovered he seemed to have an over abundance of damp tissues in his trash can which smelled very familiar. When he came back from wherever he was he rushed in to his room apparently worried about what I had found. When his parents were out of earshot he looked at me very nervously.
I told him I found his porn and his eyes grew wide as goose eggs but I reassured him that I would keep it a secret. He was relieved, but still looked over my shoulder embarrassed about what I had seen. In hindsight it was not very kind to continue to scroll through his collection while he was watching but I was remembering when I was his age and looking up porn.
In the end I did my job and left with a souvenir; a copy of his collection. The nostalgia for what I did when I was his age was a big turn on. It was tough to wait to masturbate until I got home.