Page 23 of Off Limits

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ASA

What the fuck just happened?

Only half aware of what I was doing, I slid into my car and slammed the door behind me.

I’d just walked in on Dex doing…something, but what?

The fear on his face and the way he looked like he was about to either faint, or maybe just drop dead, was almost as distracting as the fact that he was naked except for a pair of underwear, with his dick out, and clutching his computer like it was his lifeline.

My first thought was that I’d interrupted some solo time or he was sexting with someone and panicked when he realized his door was open, but that didn’t track.

His laptop screen had been facing me, but instead of seeing a video or even another person on a webcam, the image was a wide-angle shot of his doorway with me standing in it. Even with the camera angled down and everything above my chest cut off, there was no doubt in my mind that the headless figure on his screen was me.

He slammed it shut quickly, but I saw enough to know that he had to have been either recording himself or streaming to someone.

The only other detail I could clearly picture was the bright gold logo in the corner of the screen. I’d seen it before, but I couldn’t remember where or what it was for.

There also seemed to be some sort of chat going on under the video feed, but it didn’t look like any sort of video call app I’d seen.

Was Dex a cammer?

I’d never watched a cam show, or even logged into a cam site, but I’d seen enough ads for them when I was searching videos for my own solo time that I had a general idea of what they looked like.

Still reeling from everything that had just happened, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and opened my web browser.

There was no way Dex was a cammer. That was absurd. But if he wasn’t, then what the fuck had I just walked in on?

I stared at the search bar for a few beats, then typed in “list of sex cam sites by popularity” and hit go.

The yellow logo from his laptop was the second one on the list.

Holy shit. Dexwasa cammer.

My perfect, golden child older stepbrother made money jerking off on the internet.

What the actual fuck?

I was just closing out of the internet when a text came through.

Dex: we need to talk

Asa: now?

Dex: yes

Dex: where are you?

Asa: the parking lot

Dex: see you in a few

Pulling in a fortifying breath, I shut down my phone and reluctantly climbed out of my car. As much as I wanted to forget what happened and never mention it ever again, he was right. We needed to talk about it.

Dragging my heels like I was on my way to the principal’s office, I made my way back up to his apartment.

Was he going to kick me out for violating his privacy? I’d only been here for three days. Had I fucked everything up?

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