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Track 3: Pompeii

I was going over interview questions Tuesday morning when I got a text from Trevor.

Trevor: Your brother knows we're getting together Friday. Can I invite him?

I sighed as I thought about the day that changed the relationships between my brother Cam and me, Trevor and me, and Ethan and me as well.

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*FLASHBACK*

2 years prior

"Too many clothes." Ethan said as he pulled at my white tank and shorts as we laid in bed, facing each other. He was complaining about my pajamas. It was the same as my workout attire, minus the underwear and bra. There was no point. Ethan couldn't spend the night often, but when he did, we made the most of it. I knew putting on underwear would only slow him down.

He slipped his hands under my tank and started caressing my breasts. "I don't understand why you have to sleep with clothes on."

"I don't understand why you don't." I replied back, breathlessly.

"I normally do, but since there is zero chance of a kid running in in the middle of the night, I figured why bother." He answered, with a smile, while rolling my nipples between his fingers. I moaned, and pulled away slightly to remove my tank. He leaned in and sucked one nipple into his mouth while continuing to play with the other. As pleasure traveled all through my body, I looked down at him and grinned. "Happy?"

"Almost..." He replied. With speed and strength that surprised me, he turned us over, so that I was straddling him. I gasped as he pushed his pelvis up against me.

"If you weren't wearing those shorts..." he paused. I cried out as he held my hips down and thrust up hard, his erection grazing me roughly between my thighs. "I would be inside of you right now." he grunted, continuing to bounce me up and down against him.

"Ethan!" I panted, desperately trying to get my shorts out the way.

"No more clothes while you're in bed with me." He demanded, tugging my shorts in place.

"But... But what if there's a fire?" I whined. His face broke out in a smile.

"Fine. No pants or shorts"

"But-"

"Your shirts are big enough to keep everything important covered." He cut me off. He was guiding my hips into his, making our pelvises grind amazingly. I was ready to give in to every one of his demands when there was a pounding on my door.

"Go away" I yelled at Rocky as Ethan chuckled.

"You need to get out here now! Cam is at the door." She hissed.

Hearing that was like having a bucket of cold water dumped all over my body. I hopped up and got dressed, properly with underwear.

Ethan was getting dressed too.

"Please, just stay in here. I'm going to get rid of him and I'll be right back."

He reluctantly agreed and I hurried to the living room. I could tell by the look on my brother's face that he knew what I was up to and with whom.

"Cam-" I started.

He cut me off, shaking his head. "I couldn't believe it... No, I wouldn't believe it when I heard you were sleeping with him. But here I am, once again, seeing it with my own eyes."

"Cam, just listen to me."

"For what? What do you possibly have to say? That's not his truck out there? It was an accident?" He responded, darkly.