Author's Note: This chapter has sexually explicit themes and are meant 18 + readers. If you're not into this type of content, please skip this chapter.

When Shawn got home around 8 pm there was a note on the frig from Jack saying he was at the college library and would be back late. Shawn went to Eric's room, but no Eric was inside. He decided to work on homework in the living room so that when Eric came home, he could immediately ask to talk. Hours later Shawn found himself awakened by Jack, who suggested he go to bed.

At first Shawn thought Eric never came home. However, as he walked by Eric's room, the door was closed, and the light was glowing underneath the threshold. It wasn't like that earlier. Shawn went to his room leaving the light off so Jack would think he did go to sleep. Shawn listened for Jack to finish his nightly bed time routine which took about 30 minutes, thinking to himself, "how am I the gay brother?" It was almost 1 am before the Jack's bedroom door finally closed.

Shawn quickly exited his room and snuck across the hall to Eric's room. He's hands were sweating and his heart was beating so fast and so loud, it was impossible to listen to see if Eric was up or actually asleep. But Shawn decided he didn't care. He was going to wake up Eric if he had to, and finally tell him how he feels.

Shawn gave a weak knock on Eric's door, trying to be quiet, but also flip-flopping on his own thoughts. Why wake up Eric over something they could easily discuss another time? Before he could turn around and run, the door slowly creeped open slightly. Eric poked his head through the narrow opening and saw Shawn standing there, he opened the door completely.

Eric was standing in the doorway of his bed room in red and green flannel pajamas bottoms and a crisp white ribbed tank top. The shirt hugged his torso perfectly, showing off his hard pecs and flat stomach, and Eric's arms looked perfectly toned. Shawn hadn't really seen Eric completely naked. Even when he caught Eric in the shower a few weeks ago, the Brian guy was kind of blocking the full view. Eric was never one to wear tight clothing, but that was how guys typically dressed.

Upon seeing Eric's tight body. Shawn's mind immediately recalled a dream he had about Eric chopping firewood in a forest surrounded by unicorns. It was Eric's voice that interrupted the thought.

"Hi." Eric said weakly. Shawn looked at him and gave a weak smile.

'Hi." There was a pause. "Can I talk to you." A slight crease appeared in Eric's brow and he gave a quick sigh. Eric moved from in front of the door and gestured for Shawn to go inside. Shawn walked in and realized he had never actually been inside Eric's room before. There was a full size bed with a dark blue comforter on top. The bed wasn't made, and there was a book and a notepad sitting on top. Eric had a cat poster hanging above his bed, which made Shawn smile. Eric always wanted a cat but Cory was allergic. By the window was a small bookcase, but instead of books there were action figures and video game cartridges.

A small wooden desk was pushed against the inside wall and a gaming console with a small tv sat on top of it. Eric didn't have a computer or laptop and often borrowed Jack's when he had to write a paper or went to the library. Overall the room was way cleaner than Shawn expected since as kids he and Cory kept their bedroom in disarray most of the time.

Eric shut the bedroom door and Shawn turned around to face him. The two were standing least than a foot away from each other, mostly because Eric's bedroom was the smallest and there really wasn't much room between the bed and the door.

"So what do you want to talk about?" Eric asked. Shawn could see in Eric's face was preparing for the worse, but trying to hold it together. Maybe Angela was right, he thought. He kind of warmed Shawn's heart a bit to think that while he was freaking out, Eric was too. They had spent much of their relationship walking on eggshells around each other. A real conversation would definitely be new territory for them.

"I want to talk about last night." Shawn said, trying to rip off the band-aid and get to the point. "What you said and the kiss…"

"Yeah Shawn, I'm sorry about that. I never should have just unloaded on you. Then basically ask you to, you know, right after."

"Eric."

"No, it was totally shitty of me. I'm just used to just, right to the sex."

"It's fine, Eric. I wanted to…" Eric looked at Shawn in slight shock.

"You did?!" He asked, still surprised. Shawn nervously chuckled, sweeping his hair across his face. This made Eric smile back. The two stood in silence for a beat longer, but this time there wasn't any awkwardness between them. It was more anticipation.

"Eric," Shawn finally said. He tried to hold Eric's gaze, but embarrassment over the words that were to exit his mouth, were too much for him, "I'm in love with you too." Shawn's eyes darted to the floor, and he absently bit his lip. Suddenly, he could feel the heat from Eric's body, as Eric slowly moved in closer. The gap between them was now only centimeters away. Shawn's face was right in line with the nape of Eric's neck.

Eric's hand reached out and he ran his fingers there Shawn's hair, and his fingers ran softly down Shawn's cheek resting underneath Shawn's chin. With little resistance, Eric tilted Shawn's face upward. Now their lips so close they brushed slightly against each other. Eric's eyes were hard and full of passion. Shawn could feel himself getting harder and harder as he breathed Eric's scent in. There was a faint smell of the laundry detergent mixed with sweat and a hint of chocolate.

Without a word, Eric closed his eyes and softly pressed his lips to Shawn's. The kiss only lasted a moment before he pulled away. Shawn was waiting for more, but when another kiss didn't come, he partially opened his eyes. He realized he was on his tip-toes, his both hands firmly gripping Eric's biceps. He furrowed his eyes at Eric, who was staring down at him with a look that made Shawn think he was asking permission.

Shawn let out an involuntary moan and reached his arms around Eric's neck, pulling him down so their lips met again. In response, Eric wrapped his arms around Shawn, pulling him in. With both boys pulling each other closer, Shawn lost his footing and they fell to the bed.

In an attempt to keep from falling directly onto Shawn, Eric caught himself before they both hit the bed, breaking the kiss. Shawn became increasingly frustrated and wrapped his arms and legs around Eric pulling him down furiously. He expertly used his tongue, gliding it into Eric's mouth. Eric moaned quietly as their hard ons rubbed together, which prompted Shawn to deepen the kiss. Shawn's hands began sliding up, and with them he grabbed at Eric's tank and tugged as hard as he could. It was clumsier than he expected, but he managed to maneuver the shirt up Eric's torso, over his shoulders and across his head and arms, and only breaking the kiss once.

Eric's skin was warm and taunt and with each kiss and grind Shawn could feel it getting hotter and sweatier. Shawn's mind was racing. He didn't want to stop kissing Eric's lips, but he yearned to taste Eric's body. Shawn's hands were all over Eric, but it didn't feel like enough. Eric's hands had made their way to the edge of Shawn's long-sleeved shirt and he slipped them underneath. Eric's hands felt big and slightly rough.

Shawn was aware that his skin was becoming hot and sweating too, and wherever Eric moved his hand from a spot, a slight chill took its place. Shawn was desperate at this point and began tugging at his own shirt. Lying on his back with Eric's full weight on top of him was making it impossible to remove his top and Eric seemed so focused on squeezing Shawn's right nipple from underneath his shirt, he wasn't paying attention to what Shawn was trying to do.

"My shirt." Shawn murmured against Eric's lips. Eric's lips moved to Shawn's cheek, then jaw. He whispered a soft "What," but before Shawn could repeat himself, Eric's mouth was on his neck, but not just his neck, but Shawn's spot. Shawn's hip left the bed bucking hard into Eric's crotch and he let out a deep moan.

But the moan wasn't just deep, it was loud enough to snap both boys back to reality. Eric lifted himself off Shawn and scurried off the bed. Shawn sat up so fast, the blood moving back toward his brain made him feel a bit nauseated. He instinctively covered his crotch which was at full mast.

Both of them grew silent, which wasn't easy because they were breathing so heavily. Eric's head was turned toward the bedroom door, while his hard-on was pointed straight ahead at Shawn's face. Shawn couldn't help but giggle. Eric shushed him, his body was as still as a statue. This caused Shawn to giggle again, though this time he covered his mouth.

"Shawn seriously." Eric harshly whispered. Shawn calmed himself the best he could. The fear of Jack walking into the room dissipated with every second. A rush of excitement came over him. Shawn got up on his knees in the bed and inched closer to Eric, who was still focused on the door. Shawn reached his arms wrapping them around Eric again, his lips softly kissing on Eric's shoulder blade. "Shawn." Eric breathed.

As Shawn inched closer the kisses moved up toward Eric's neck. Eric finally turned away from the door. "Shawn stop." He half moaned and half whispered.

"What?" Shawn replied in a normal tone of voice and normal volume. With both hands Eric grabbed onto Shawn's shoulders.

"Jack could have heard us, and come in here." He whispered firmly.

"Jack didn't hear and even if he did, he isn't going to barge into your room, while there are sex noises." Shawn protested. He gave Eric a deep longing look and for a moment Shawn believed he convinced Eric to continue. Shawn moved in, placing his eager lips onto Eric's. Eric hesitated at first but allowed the kiss to grow deeper. Shawn used the upright position to his advantage, by reaching down at Eric's crotch. This time Eric moaned deeply into Shawn's mouth.

Eric quickly pulled away, completely turning himself toward the window. Shawn felt slightly abandoned. Eric began to pace between the bookcase and desk. There was silence. Shawn was growing anxious. He didn't know what to do, but he didn't want to leave.

"Eric." He finally spoke out, but Eric cut him off.

"Shawn it's late, I think you should go to your room." Eric said, still facing away.

"But Eric." Shawn whined. Eric turned to face him, his face cold and stern.

"Shawn, we can talk about this later, okay." Eric's eyes softened, as Shawn's face grew hurt. "I promise I will talk tomorrow, please just go."

Shawn adjusted himself as he got off the bed. He reluctantly moved to the door. Without looking at Eric he slowly opened the door and walked into the hallway. As he turned to shut the door behind him he found Eric standing in the doorway. Eric was looking out into the hall, his eyes fixated on Jack's door. Eric then suddenly reached Shawn's cheek. Eric's hand was warm and clammy. He bent his head down kissed Shawn passionately. When Eric pulled away the two stared into each other's eyes.

"I promise we'll talk tomorrow." Eric said in a reassuring tone. Shawn's heart quickens. His eyes lingered a bit on Eric as Eric closed the door. Shawn walked toward his room. For the first time in a long time he felt happier than ever.