Did you say live?

You were surprised by this, not only was it that your friend Brian got laid, it was with the hottest of the top boys on campus!

By this time you actually congratulated the poor bastard, poo bastard because he's moaning and whining at the fact that he shagged one of the pretty boys in school! Can you believe the gal of this lucky bloke?

“Okay. First off, congrats on getting laid man! Second, why the bloody fuck are you whining for? You got laid by one of the pretty boys and possible the tightest holes on campus!” you exclaimed with flashy expressions, so much so that you were actually gaining attentions from other occupants in the library.

At his reaction, you knew he was glad that he actually did, but actually hearing from you was much more embarrassing. So you watched Brian stand up, dragged you out of the library and you both made your way into your dorm.

On the way, he explained bits and pieces of the whole interactions and that he was actually proud of shagging the man, but what put him off was that he was being filmed, live! In your mind, shagging someone while being filmed live with hundreds of audience got you stirred up, but in this case that could be problematic. If someone can salvage and use that recording, a scandalous affair might pop up and lead Brian and the other poor bloke blacklisted to any company or school setting.

So by the time the two of you reached your dorm, and courtesy of Brian's frantic actions over the dilemma. He booted up his pc in your dimly lighted room, dark curtained window and chips layered beddings and opened your laptop for you.

“You need to help me hack the site that he livestream the sex and help me delete the video”