A/N: I've had this sitting on my desk for a few weeks. I had intended for this to actually be for a new story. But then I remembered this one, and figured after getting a review today, that I could just re-write this one and add it to this story. So here we are, chapter three. I really hope that the readers enjoy it. And I hope that the grammar is better in this chapter then in the previous ones. Let me know what you think?. I have half written up already of chapter 4, I had written them at the same time. I just have to re-write it a little bit more before posting that one.

Eric didn't know why he would suggest waiting until Cory fell asleep before they could be alone because then immediately afterwards,

he proceeds to grab Shawn's hand, leading him up the kitchen stairs towards his bedroom. Totally contradicting what he himself just stated. But it was weird, it was like he couldn't wait to have him alone. Regardless of how stupid the decision was. And how high the risk was of getting caught. Maybe, that was part of the excitement. Eric didn't want to hurt Cory, he was his brother, after-all. But he had feelings for Shawn, and Shawn must be having feelings for him, aswell. Or else they wouldn't have shared those two kisses. And Eric was eager to find out how far those feelings could go. He knew that he was into guys for awhile. He was still very attracted to girls, he was a ladies-man. But he couldn't argue the fact that he found other men attractive, too. And Shawn has grown into his looks over the last couple years. Eric finds him to be very attractive. It wasn't that big of a deal to him that they had a age difference. Eric acted more like a sixteen year old at times then Shawn or Cory did.

Shawn sits on Eric's bed. Eric stood by the door. He turns around to face Shawn. Shawn throws his hands up and then back down on the mattress. "So...what are we gonna do, now?." Shawn asks. He looks up at Eric. He could see that Eric was contemplating what to do next. Knowing that Cory was just down-stairs made each one of them nervous. But excited. Eric walked around the bed. Before taking a seat down next to Shawn. "I don't know. I don't even know why we're up here right now. I thought we were to wait until Cory was asleep." Eric whispers. "That's what I thought, too. But then you grabbed me, and here we are. So what's next?." Shawn replies. Eric sits there fumbling with his fingers. Shawn was biting his bottom lip, and Eric took notice of it. He looks down at the floor. Trying to control those urges. "Maybe...we should just go back downstairs?." Eric mumbles. Before suddenly, their lips were once again touching. Shawn placed his arm around Eric's back. Eric began leaning into the kiss more. Their tongues were touching. And Eric really couldn't believe it. It felt so good, much better then he had intentionally thought that it would. He knew that Shawn was also pretty good with the ladies. But, he didn't expect Shawn to be so aggressive at his age. Or with someone like Eric. Who was older. It was mind-blowing. The feeling. The whole experience.

Cory sat outside the closed bedroom door. His back was to the door. And his head was resting on the wood. He could hear slight whispers. And Cory's mind tried to not envision what was taking place. He felt so much pain. And he couldn't believe it was coming from what his brother and his best friend was doing. There in his own bedroom. Cory always thought that he could trust them, but now all that trust has vanished. He's not sure if he'll ever able to trust either one, ever again. Not after this. Not after what their doing in there now.

After awhile, Cory went downstairs, pretending to not know what they were up too. They were upstairs for more then a hour. And Cory's mind raced with the haunting thoughts of what they may have done. With each other. Too one another. It took alot for Cory to not run up there, and begin fighting with them. With Shawn. He felt like crying but he knew that he couldn't.

When Eric and Shawn finally came back downstairs, to join Cory on the couch. Shawn didn't stay long. He pretty much just said goodbye to Cory and left. And Cory could understand why that was. Because they really did do something. Eric was by this time in the bedroom, again. So Cory got up off the couch and proceeded to run up the stairs to his shared bedroom.

He found Eric sitting on his bed. Cory could spell a scent. Something that Eric used when he was making out with girls. It seemed to suit the mood. It spelled like strawberries. Cory could remember because, he asked about it once, because he wanted to try it with Topange. Actually, it was with Shawn but that hurt Cory thinking about it so he blocked it out.

Cory stood there for a few seconds. Not speaking and not even looking over at Eric. Who was now grabbing the sheets of his bed. - Cory raised his eyebrows. And asked. "Why are you washing your bedsheets for, didn't mom just do that last week-end?." Eric had the tangled sheets in a pile in his arms. He steps around Cory before mumbling "I've been sweating in my sleep. They smell." before heading out the room to the laundry room. Cory balled his fists up. "I bet they smell." Cory growls. He felt so betrayed. And angry.

- Later that night -

Eric had just gotten out the shower and Cory was sitting on his bed. Their mother had just dropped off Eric's clean bedsheets and placed them on his bed. Cory rolled his eyes. "He has all those girls after him, but he instead has to take Shawn. Damn slut!." Cory whispers to himself.

Eric steps out the bathroom, a wave of hot steam escapes the small inclosure and wafts their room in steam, momentarily. Cory gets up off his bed and enters the bathroom. "You have the water hot enough!." Cory shouts. Eric with a towel wrapped around his naked shoulders turns towards Cory's direction. "What's wrong with you tonight. I always get hot showers." Eric replies dumbfounded. He lifts the hem of his boxers up more, readjusting them. He then proceeds to re-make his bed. Cory comes out the bathroom a minute later.

Cory sits down at their shared desk. He proceeds to question Eric a little. See how he reacts. "What were you and Shawn doing upstairs?. I feel asleep and I wake and y'all are coming from upstairs." - Eric pretends to be calm. But inside he was feeling panicky. "Shawn just asked to look at some of my cds. You know he's big on the band Counting Crows. I have a couple of their albums. He just wanted to borrow some of them." Eric lies. But it was a good lie. A very believable lie. Because Shawn really did like that band, and Eric really did have some of their cds. And Cory knew that. Because he had asked Eric once before if he could borrow them and take them to Shawn's. But Eric had at the time, always said no. Cory nods. "Alright, so I guess that took a few minutes?." - Eric nods "Yeah, a few minutes. Sure." - "Did y'all catch the ending of the movie, then?. What did I miss?." Cory asks. Still pretending that he was asleep downstairs, oblivious of Eric and Shawn's actions. when in fact he was up there, listening in on them. On their dirty deeds.

"Oh, the movie." Eric whispers. And Cory just nods. "Yeah. I really don't remember. It was pretty stupid." Eric replies. - "Stupid, huh?." - "Yeah, it was a stupid ending. I think they all died. I'm not for sure. It was pretty forgettable." Eric continues.

Cory gets up from the desk. Eric who was standing in-front of his bed watches as Cory walks up to him. Eric didn't know what to expect. He really didn't' think Cory knew anything. He believed him when he said he was asleep. So came as a big surprise to him, when Cory shoved him back, hard. Eric's eyes go wide. He couldn't believe what Cory just did. "What are you doing?." Cory pushes him again. "Tell me the truth." - "What, what are you talking about, Cor." Cory pushes him once more. This time testing Eric's aggravation. "Stop it, Cory. I don't think you want to do this." Eric stats as Cory steps up to Eric and pushes him back, yet again. "I think I do." Cory replies forcefully. Eric's eyes crutch up in a state of confusion. Cory tries to push Eric again. But Eric retaliates by grabbing Cory by his waist and slugging him on top of the nearest bed. Eric continues to hold onto Cory while Cory struggled to break-free of his older brother's grasp. Eric had his head pressed up against Cory's neck. Eric whispers through ragged breathes. "What's going on Cory?. Why are you doing this for?. Do you wanna get hurt, do you?." Cory responds by kicking his legs so Eric sits down, applying more weight on Cory's small frame. Eric was careful to not apply too much weight, he didn't want to hurt Cory. Cory groans. And Eric whispers, while trying to defuse the situation. "I'll let you up, if you just calm down. And tell me what's going on. What's bothering you." Cory tries to throw a punch but his arms were pinned to the mattress. "You don't know?. You honestly have no idea why I'd be upset." Cory replies. Spraying the side of Eric's face with saliva. "I'm not getting up or off of you until you either tell me what's wrong or you calm down." Eric stats.

Cory's anger was raging inside of him. His blood boiling. He was just so hot and he had a real good reason to be. But he knew that Eric was speaking the truth. He wasn't gonna let him up until he did what Eric wanted. So he took several deep breaths in and out. Trying his best to calm down. He then begins thinking of what to say to explain himself. And his actions the past three minutes. Cory starts off by whispering. "How could you. Your my brother." - "How could I do what." Eric really didn't think that Cory knew. He thought it was just something else that Cory was upset by. Like when Eric uses Cory's toothbrush. Or his special shampoo. Or many of the other things that are pet-peeves for Cory. The only real big thing that Eric could think of that would be a obvious reason for Cory's mood would be the fact that him and Topange had broken up, not too long ago. Two weeks ago, actually. And their anniversary was coming up.

"You know, you know what you did!." - "I seriously do not." Eric stats. Eric thought of it some-more. And he remembered that Cory was pretty upset a few days ago, after visiting Topange. Cause even-though they were no longer dating. They still wanted to be friends. But if that had anything at all to do with it, then why would he be getting so upset all of a sudden for like this, and with Eric. If it was Topange he was mad at. In-less, he really did know what transpired earlier in the evening. But he couldn't know. It's impossible. He said he was asleep. It has to be about Topange. - "Does this have anything to do with Topange, Cory?." Eric figures he'd tried it. Cory struggles to shake his head. After a few seconds, Cory whispers defeat-ally. "Can you let off a little bit, your crushing me here. I've calmed down. I swear. I'm not gonna do anything. I would just like to be-able to breath again, and feel my lower extremities. Cause their starting to go numb." Eric lifts up a little. Glances down a second and then proceeds to get off Cory.

Eric gets up off the bed and stands in-front of it. He points at Cory and demands for him to stay on the bed. "Don't get up. I'm not sure if you've really calmed down. I can turn my back and you could rush at me." Eric stats. Cory sits up, then falls back down on the bed. "I'm not getting up." Cory could see that Eric was now upset, too. And he was breathing heavy. Eric proceeds to sit down at their desk. He turns the swinging chair around so that he could face Cory. He raises his hands in the air. Takes a deep breath in. And then replies. "What was this all about, Cory." Cory slowly sits up, shakes his head. "If you don't know." Eric shakes his head. "I don't really, Cory. I don't." Cory feels deflated.

Maybe Eric really doesn't know what he had done. Cory and Shawn did keep their relations a secret. And if that is the case, then there was only one who did know what he had done. And Cory was now determined to talk to that person. But first, Cory wanted to apologize to Eric. If Eric didn't know about it all, then Cory really couldn't put the blame on him. He didn't know. Cory gets up off the bed, slowly. He has his hands out in front of him. "I'm not gonna bull rush you, okay. I just wanna say I'm sorry. It's not you I should be mad at." Eric stands up. And they hug. "It's alright." Eric whispers. "I'm sorry, too." Eric adds, for he was. He felt really bad now for what he had done. Because unbeknownst to Cory, he did know. And he still proceeded to make-out with Shawn. He wasn't thinking of how this could not only destroy his brother's relationship but his friendship with Shawn, as-well. And that is a lot of years.

TBC